Thoughts of death began surfacing in Theo’s mind. No matter how quickly he could chant a defensive spell, he didn’t have the power to block that kind of destructive force.
Was this it, then? Would he fail here?
Just as he swallowed that bitter sense of helplessness, he felt something shove him hard in the back. His body was launched into the air—then slammed back down to the ground.
When he looked up again—
He saw the Nymph, skewered by the massive spear, blood gushing from her chest.
“...Huh? Why... why did I...?”
She didn’t seem to fully grasp what had happened to her. Perhaps the shove to Theo’s back, her interception of the magical spear—it hadn’t been intentional.
That was when Elga let out a guttural scream.
“Leonor...!!!”
The ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ name shocked Theo into clarity. Even without saying anything, it seemed Elga had known too—who this girl really was.
“You—did I ever tell you my name...? I don’t know. I can’t remember. I can’t remember, but... that voice sounds familiar... I have to find my heart and leave this castle...”
Life slipped away.
Even knowing this was all a dream, Elga closed her eyes as if she couldn’t bear to witness the sight.
A fleeting instant.
Yet it felt eternal. As if time had driven its nails into his skin, refusing to move forward.
Slide.
Then Elga slowly turned her back. Her movements were desolate—cold, even.
━━──!!!
Then, with an earsplitting scream, she charged the spider.
She struck, crushed, bit down with her teeth.
There was nothing human about it anymore. But choosing vengeance over mourning—yes, that was very much Elga.
The spider, which had been pushing forward with relentless momentum, began getting driven back.
Every time Elga’s axe fell, one of the spider’s remaining nine legs broke off, one by one.
“...The Lady of Lioness... she’s gone berserk!”
Mirna’s body trembled as she said it. Perhaps what came to mind were the tales of the Lioness berserkers—the warriors who had driven House Drayco into repeated ruin.
Now that it had come to this, no one could stop Elga. Not even if her body shattered to pieces.
Grrrrrrr─!!!
That sight—so terrifying, yet so beautiful—filled Theo with a crushing sense of sorrow.
He didn’t want to see Elga suffer any more than this.
There was only one way.
He had to end this fight.
Clap.
Theo brought his hands together and calmed both his emotions and mana.
The trait 《Calm Mind》 he possessed was extremely useful in moments like these, allowing him to chant spells without being overwhelmed by sadness or rage.
His skin prickled, his joints ached, and it felt like his bones were grinding together—
But he couldn’t stop.
He would shatter this world’s broken gearwork.
Rank 8.
“Dirge.”
***
......
When he came to, Theo was lying in a soft bed in a sunlit room.
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