He came back alive. The moment I confirmed it, the cold air that had filled me until then disappeared as if it were a lie.
“Mi, Michael..."
I felt like my voice was being eaten by the sadness. I was so happy that my throat almost choked.
“You’re safe.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
Michael took my hand as an example and kissed my fingertips lightly. I barely managed to say that, holding back the urge to hug him.
“Thank goodness, Michael. I’m so glad. Thank you for coming back alive.”
At that time, there was someone who broke the mood.
“Coming back from there..."
Brigitte's eyes turned towards Michael, kissing death.
It was like seeing a ghost. In reality, Michael now had a completely different vibe from the average homunculus.
An aura of wanting to crush and subdue the opponent dominated the air in the room, except for me.
I was much more sensitive to Michael's pressure than Bridget.
There was someone who felt it. It was Elijah, who was shaking all over.
“Ha, haha... Brother, what on earth have you been doing...?”
He managed to force a smile, but there was obvious consternation in his lemon-colored eyes.
Brigitte had to change her thoughts as she met the purple eyes.
What she was seeing was not a ghost that had kissed death. It was someone who had trampled even death and returned to life.
The sealing stone greedily sucked in the mana of the homunculus and used it as nutrients for its revival.
Most of the homunculus were lying face down on the floor, crushed by gravity.
Among them, many had already accepted their fate, their will dead before their body.
'If this continues, sooner or later your organs will be crushed and it will be difficult to breathe. I have to deal with the situation.'
Even at this moment when he was racking his brain, mana continued to drain away. There were already many people around him whose hair had become pale.
Michael barely managed to get up and took a step toward the sealing stone.
Derek lay motionless next to him, bleeding profusely.
Michael swallowed his sigh as he looked at the obelisk part of the sealing stone that was emitting light as if it was about to burst.
'Are you going to keep sucking it in until it reaches its limit?'
Then it began to rain. Rain has long been a sign of ominousness in the Hadelamid Empire.
Moreover, it has been a good means of washing away various black traces.
Michael gritted his teeth, wondering if even the heavens were raising their hands for Brigitte. But then...
'That's?'
I noticed that the soft cord overhead was slightly twitching. This happened every time a raindrop passed through the soft circle.
It was at that moment that a sparkle flashed across his purple eyes.
'It might be possible.'
Michael immediately drew out all the magical power in his body.
“Captain?”
"What...?"
He was already losing mana, so draining the last of it was a last-ditch effort.
“Sigh.”
As Michael used his mana, water began to gather in the sky. Because of the heavy rain.
There was enough moisture in the air, so the water mass quickly expanded in volume.
Finally, a huge sphere of water like the moon was created.
The next thing Michael had to do was to challenge gravity and strength. He lifted the sphere of water up to where the sphere was.
A sphere with beautiful, reflective waves rose high into the air.
It was a time when all the homunculus were watching in rapt attention a spectacle that seemed like the appearance of Mercury.
“Ugh!”
A strangled groan escaped Michael's mouth. The sound drew the Punishment Knights around him, and they turned to see his black hair turning pink.
“My, my mana too...!”
He appreciated the favor, but he wasn't in a position to use Mana Drain at the moment.
Michael squeezed every last bit of mana left in his core. At the same time, the sphere of water swallowed the sphere of light.
Pfft!
The light began to distort. The light in the water was distorted and twisted like melted paint.
“Oh, the mana absorption has stopped!”
“Oh, how? Oh, no way!”
There were also some Homunculus who realized the law of destruction on their own.
The magic circle was drawn based on the principle that light is attracted by magic and forcibly fixed.
To do this, countless lights gather and come together to form a specific pattern.
Rock must be based on sophisticated coordinate calculations.
And the point to keep in mind here is that light is greatly affected by its medium.
Since the properties of the coordinate plane change from air to water, unless the coordinate formula is modified, the light will be fixed in the wrong place.
As a result, the pattern is bound to be completely distorted.
“Awesome..."
The Knights Templar saw Michael.
There was admiration in their gaze. Michael gave glory to Eve in his heart for being such a good teacher.
From the operation of gravity to the absorption of mana, a series of linked actions are performed.
It seems to have been conscious. As soon as the magic circle was destroyed, the gravity that was about to crush the body returned to normal.
“I, I survived...!”
But he was not pleased.
Michael squeezed every last bit of mana left in his core. At the same time, the sphere of water swallowed the sphere of light.
Pfft!
The light began to distort. The light in the water was distorted and twisted like melted paint.
“Oh, the mana absorption has stopped!”
“Oh, how? Oh, no way!”
There were also some Homunculus who realized the law of destruction on their own.
The magic circle was drawn based on the principle that light is attracted by magic and forcibly fixed.
To do this, countless lights gather and come together to form a specific pattern.
Rock must be based on sophisticated coordinate calculations.
And the point to keep in mind here is that light is greatly affected by its medium.
Since the properties of the coordinate plane change from air to water, unless the coordinate formula is modified, the light will be fixed in the wrong place.
As a result, the pattern is bound to be completely distorted.
“Awesome..."
The Knights Templar saw Michael.
There was admiration in their gaze. Michael gave glory to Eve in his heart for being such a good teacher.
From the operation of gravity to the absorption of mana, a series of linked actions are performed.
It seems to have been conscious. As soon as the magic circle was destroyed, the gravity that was about to crush the body returned to normal.
“I, I survived...!”
But he was not pleased.
Wherever a powerful ritual has been forcibly stopped, there is bound to be a backlash. Moreover, the current sealing stone had absorbed too much mana.
"OMG!"
A source of pure, immense power that had lost its place poured out all at once.
A large amount of mana that could upset the balance of nature would cause an explosion to be destroyed.
If it happened, the surrounding area would have been scorched as if it had been hit by a meteor, and all life would have been wiped out.
The only one who could stop this was Michael. He immediately flew to the sealing stone. He touched the obelisk and cast a mana drain. His pink hair quickly turned black.
“Ugh!”
The mana of the sealing stone surged into Michael's mana core.
Although it was a bowl as big as an ocean, it took only a moment for the water level to rise to full level.
The mana he had not yet absorbed transformed into light and heat, eroding the surroundings into a white, hot glow.
Phaaaat!
The light that seemed to burn his retinas engulfed his vision.
"Captain!"
The longing cry echoed through the forest. The long tail of the sound finally disappeared.
Only in the hunt did the violent light subside and reveal the world's appearance again.
“Captain?”
“Captain! Sir Agneto!”
As soon as they regained their sight, the Punishment Knights started looking for Michael.
Michael knelt before the obelisk, motionless.
Could he possibly be dead?
It was when everyone held their breath at the ominous possibility. Fortunately, Michael showed movement and survived.
Michael slowly raised his body. As he did so, the energy overflowed from his core.
Mana oozed from his body, like the long himation worn by those sitting on thrones over one shoulder.
"Ah..."
In incomprehensible awe, the Homunculus instinctively dropped to one knee, one by one. It was a gesture of the utmost respectfulness and not one that a mere Templar would ever expect.
Michael walked past them in a straight line. Where he stopped was where the fallen Derek lay.
When the cold gaze turned to the golden back of the head that was stuck on the ground, many sounds were heard from the forest.“Michaelis Agnito.”
“Snorret Wint?”
Snorrett, who had come with the Flames, was there. For some reason, her complexion was not in the best shape, but she pushed through it with all her might and opened her mouth.
“As expected, you were special.”
“As expected... That’s how it was.”
With those last words, Snorret lowered her gaze from Michael's expressionless face. She dropped to one knee, head bowed as if she didn't dare to look. She left the fallen Derek behind as if he were invisible.
“Snoret Wint presents himself to the King.”
Behind her, the Knights of the Flame also took up their knightly manners.
Punishment and Illusion bowed their heads and repeated. All the homunculuss worshipped their newborn King.
***
Eve tore at the silver-fleshed Arachne. She seemed to fold her snow-white wings, but her face never resembled an angel.
“In this place.”
“...You can’t touch me anyway, Eve.”
Brigitte's words, which were soft and decisive, did not seem like a bluff at all. Eve was quietly assessing it.
Let's look at it, Brigitte added.
“Just as I couldn’t touch you.”
"Ah."
Eve was quick to understand.
“Well, my older sister is not the type of person who would not take my life because of her deep sisterly love, right?”
Since the Summer Festival, the political conflict between Eve and Brigitte has been known to the world.
No matter how many times Brigitte wipes out Eve, the mouths of the nobility will not be quiet. It would be a fatal blow to public opinion.
“But is that not the case with you, a man of no reputation? I doubt public opinion will turn so easily against me because my sister has been harmed.”
“Alas, the sea of recognition. Lack of compassion is an inherent weakness of mine, so I've taken some steps to ensure that this is not the case.”
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