In the vast sky of their journey, the lesson continued on the shoulders of the golem.
“You mentioned that we have a bit of the mystical power of creation within us. So, can we use that power to fight?”
“Oh? You’ve got your eye on something good. Well, you can use it. However, it’s not easy to create miracles with those dried-up fragments of mystical power.”
Professor Everis took out stylish glasses from somewhere and put them on, sparkling.
It wasn’t clear why, but she seemed to be in high spirits.
“If you want to create miracles with your own body, you have to specialize yourself as a ‘tool for creating miracles.’ When your existence is honed to the limit, that’s when you can finally use that magic. It’s not ordinary magic; it’s magic beyond magic, called Soul Source Magic or Primal Spell.”
Feeling something like determination, Mialanze swallowed her saliva.
Magic to create miracles, indeed, that was an unbelievable story.
“Whether you can use this or not depends on your natural talent. Even if you’re overflowing with magical talent, it doesn’t guarantee that you can use Soul Source Magic, and vice versa. Also, you absolutely need to strongly believe in and wish for one thing, without that, it’s impossible, especially if you’re carefree like a witch.”
“Even you… can’t use it?” ‘
“Yeah, that’s right. I can use as much ordinary magic as I want, but Soul Source Magic is impossible.”
While receiving magic lessons, Mialanze, as an amateur, somehow understood how skilled Everis was.
According to her, she had trained her magic to the limit of human souls. Perhaps, even in terms of magical knowledge alone, she might be among the top in this world, but in practice, she excelled.
The amount of magical power stored by Mialanze alone was probably greater than that of Everis. However, the mechanism behind Everis’s abilities remained unclear. Even when Mialanze was on the verge of magical exhaustion, Everis effortlessly wielded powerful spells.
She was a master of skills that surpassed human understanding. Even Everis, with her extraordinary abilities, couldn’t use Soul Source Magic.
“And on top of that, Soul Source Magic is like a personalized magic for each individual. You can’t even decide what effect it will have on your own. The most incomprehensible case I know of Soul Source Magic turned the surrounding tableware into food.”
“That’s… certainly a miracle, but the application is limited.”
“Exactly. However, most of the time, using it just once consumes magical power and physical stamina to the level of risking your life. Whether you die from magical exhaustion or, even if you have enough magic, die from the exhaustion of being a spellcaster, that’s the story.”
Everis explained with a dry laugh, as if finding amusement in something.
“Well, it’s not something you can rely on, Soul Source Magic. It’s not something you can train to acquire. It’s more like getting lucky if you happen to find someone who can use it.”
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The setting was a cavernous place resembling a spacious cave.
The space was filled with bright light, and the walls and ceiling were composed of something resembling the roots of plants.
Armed elves and luminous figures resembling elves, called “Projections”, were lined up there. Everyone was poised with weapons, looking towards Mialanze.
From the bits of conversation and the situation, Mialanze had grasped the situation about 80%.
Foolish elves were trying to eliminate René…
“Now, do it!”
A female elf wearing a self-important shrine maiden costume commanded in a monotone voice.
Simultaneously, without any abnormal delay, the luminous figures all released arrows like shooting stars, aiming for Mialanze and rushing from all directions.
–Even if this body were to decay in this place, it wouldn’t matter.
Mialanze raised both arms, and then tore apart the sleeves of her maid outfit along with them.
Bright red scars were vividly engraved on her pale skin, and from there, blood mist emanated like ripples.
The undulating blood mist surrounded Mialanze, dispelling the incoming arrows of light.
Following the light arrows, flesh-and-blood warriors also charged. The Charming Evil Eye… had no effect. It seemed like the ability of this place itself was suppressing the capabilities as an undead.
However, unlike the complete helplessness from a moment ago, there was a difference. She had the power to fight.
About twenty elves armed with bone and leather armor. Their swords, arrows, and accursed light all harbored ominous intentions.
–To protect Princess-sama… to protect René. And to those who obstruct that path… equal suffering! Equal destruction! Equal death!!
Mialanze swung her hand.
At the indicated place, the blood mist took the form of giant claws and flashed. The leading warrior was cut down with a single swing.
Evading the arrows flying like shooting stars, she flapped her wings, changing the trajectory of her jump. She rotated like a spinning top, avoiding the next arrow.
“O’ heavens! O’ earth! O’ God! O’ people!”
Mialanze roared. She ran and roared.
She swept her arms to the side, and the crimson-black mist swirled around Mialanze, dispelling two approaching individuals from both sides, tearing them into pieces.
The sword never reached Mialanze.
“Debase, trample, seize! Raise the banner of justice filled with deception and falsehood! If you drink up the flowing blood and tears, yet still wear an oblivious face…”
The elf priestess aimed her magic at Mialanze. Rather than arrows, it would be more appropriate to describe the masses of light as bullets. One, two, three, and countless more. Each of them sparkled with different trajectories.
Sneaking through, countering the light bullets in her path with the blood mist, Mialanze dashed towards the priestess. Light bullets missing their target exploded behind Mialanze.
…No, not everything was in vain. The magical presence of approaching magic, rapidly turning behind her. Turning the fading blood mist behind her, explosion, nullification.
Warriors entered between the priestess and Mialanze. Drawing a sword hidden in her maid outfit, Mialanze unsheathed it from her back.
Stepping in forcefully, she slaughtered an elf warrior who had plunged with enough force to leave a footprint. One warrior down.
The remaining opponents wouldn’t make it in time.
The bone sword caught Mialanze.
The magically enhanced sword pierced through Mialanze with unbelievable sharpness. Three swords emerged from her abdomen to her back. Imbued with the power of order, denying impurity and evil… a thin imitation of God.
“Even my anger… drink it all up!”
Mialanze roared even as she was impaled.
Her anger ignited the blood in Mialanze’s body.
Viscous red tears flowed from Mialanze’s eyes.
She never wished for anything beyond her means.
Mialanze, who lived quietly with her parents, a family of three, had her parents killed by “poachers”, and she had been forced into a gruesome life ever since. Certainly, it was an unjust tragedy.
But what tormented Mialanze’s heart even more was the realization that, even if it was a tragedy that seemed to take everything away from her, in the grand scheme of this world, it was as insignificant as a black grain of sand on a pure white sandy beach — an unavoidably small incident.
Those with power devour the weak without hesitation, and yet… even though such injustices prevail, the world moves on as if nothing has happened!
Justice. Order. Peace. Happiness.
In the shiningly embellished world, there were people who were collapsing and dying without being noticed. Whether you call it being “abandoned” or “sacrificed”, the essence remains the same.
When Mialanze realized how trivial the tragedy that befell her was within this world, she despaired, and a flame of unending anger ignited within her.
Well then, let’s make them understand. How heavy that sacrifice truly is.
Let’s shatter everything in this world that moves so naturally and make them understand this pain.
…For that reason, Mialanze decided to fight. She entrusted her claws and fangs to René!
The ground trembled, and a cloud of reddish-black dust danced in the air.
The spirit tree let out a shiver and a scream.
“Primal Spell… «Crimson Wrathful Heaven: Seven Generations’ Curse»!”
