The building, boasting its magnificent majesty in the dark night, is immersed in a quiet silence.
The top of the tower glows softly in the moonlight
Her silver hair fluttered sharply in the wind against the black night sky.
The wizard in the black cloak was waiting for orders.
‘Go in’
A wizard who cannot help but move as if possessed by the words ringing in his head
Kill them all
And the night of slaughter began.
“.....haa haa”
A small, cloaked figure, having defeated the last knight, gasped for breath.
The hand slightly visible from outside the cloak trembled less and less.
This mental pain of being manipulated and having to kill people is something I never get used to no matter how many times I do it. I look around at the bloody sea around me and shudder with self-loathing.
“No, no, this is the last time….”
And soon, a pain so severe that it was difficult to breathe overwhelmed her body.
It was the aftereffect of using magic too much.
It hurts, it hurts so much
I barely managed to swallow a groan.
“........ugh”
My body, which had been hunched forward in pain, straightened.
The air around me has changed
When I looked up, I saw a white-haired man.
He seemed kind, but he had a dangerous air about him.
Extilium Dbled Detschmond, Headmaster of the Babylonchet Yuskan
“You killed all of Yuskan’s soldiers, that’s amazing!”
“.....”
“I’m sorry, Adela. I found you so late. I thought it was for your good, but I didn’t know it would turn out like this.”
“.........I am not Adela…….”
“You’re so small, you’re only 19.”
The girl's body, unable to eat properly due to Lahart's magic stone embedded in her heart, stopped growing at the age of 16.
“Why don’t you start over with me?”
Such a gentle voice, even if it is the hand of evil that seems like salvation
"gladly"
After that, the wizard died, unable to overcome the power of the magic stone.
"If we start over, I hope to see you in good shape."