Wan Yuli's 2d Travels

"Anyway, it looks like I didn't meet the enemy team as soon as I came up...but I didn't see any of my own."

Kamito began to walk while staring at his surroundings.

Around him, there are countless huge buildings exuding an overwhelming sense of presence.

This is the abandoned capital "Megidor", the venue for the finals of the Elven Sword Dance Festival, and it is also the place where the "Elf War" ended thousands of years ago.

When he learned the location of the finals, Kamito also took the time to catch up on the relevant knowledge... However, due to the lack of relevant records, that event is said to be more than a few decades ago. The "Bar War" was ten times more tragic, and it is only remembered by a few people in the form of a few words or fairy tales.

"But speaking of it, the winners of that battle were the five great elf kings, so what about the losers?"

The young man couldn't help thinking of another existence, which was mentioned by Restia - "King of Darkness".

When Restia returned after defeating the Dragon Emperor Knights, Kamito once asked her something.

And at that time, the dark elf once said that her efforts were to revive the king of the dark elves, that is, him—Kaze Kamito.

It wasn't a good joke anyway, but the look in Restia's eyes at that time made Kamito understand that she was serious.

It's just that, suddenly being told that I actually host the existence of the power of the Dark Elf King, and that I am destined to eliminate the five Great Elf Kings, even a god-man who has seen many storms and waves, is a bit unbearable.

You know, even when he was a killer in the "Teaching Academy" before, those lunatics only said that he was the second coming of the Demon King Solomon thousands of years ago... Now it's better, from the mouth of Restia directly from the Demon King Crossing over to the Demon God...

The godman boy said, I am just an ordinary male elf envoy, I long for a peaceful life in my lifetime, destroying the world or something, I'd better hire someone else.

However, Restia said that this matter has been appointed by her, and it is up to you to be the next Dark Elf King.

"...No matter how you think about it, I hope it's just a joke."

The boy gently shook the magic sword in his hand, but Restia, who had turned into a magic sword...had no reaction.

In fact, since entering the abandoned capital, Restia has not moved. Even if the god-man calls, the dark elf girl only occasionally responds.

Kamito is naturally very worried about his partner's status, but facing the dark elf's uncooperative attitude, the boy can only believe the other party's statement that "it's just a matter of touching the scene".

"...Forget it, the most important thing is to find Claire and the others as soon as possible."

Forcibly suppressing the worries in his heart, Kamito came back to his senses, ready to start exploring the surroundings.

However, at this moment, as if sprayed from the ground, countless black shadows appeared around.

"what!?"

Numerous human-shaped shadows with indistinct outlines surrounded the gods and men.

"...Are these guys also spirits?"

"These are the ghosts of elves that perished in the past, Kamito."

"...The undead of the elves?"

"Yes. The elves who perish with too much resentment sometimes lose their spirituality and turn into undead wandering the land—it seems that there are a lot of such undead in this abandoned city."

"...Is that so. After all, it is a relic of the battlefield."

The mumbling Kamito licked his dry lips.

Although elves have various postures, these undead are invariably humanoid with no personality.Will all elves who have been deprived of their spiritual status become like that——

The undead made a voice full of resentment while reaching out to Kamito.

"...Tsk, it will be endless to deal with one by one. Let's break through in one go, Restia!"

"understood."

Although Restia's answer was feeble, the dark light indeed covered the long sword in Kamito's hand.

"Up!"

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"This is the first time in history that Waste City has been selected as the venue for the 'Elf Sword Dance Festival'. There are too many unreasonable things in this conference."

Claire muttered earnestly.

"Well, the elven kings probably have their own ideas. In short, you should have taken the elven ore you prepared earlier, right?"

The second princess of the Ordesian Empire, Fianna Ray Ordesia said this while looking at the two companions beside her.

The blonde Rinslet, and the fire cat girl Claire Lujo.

"Of course I made good preparations. Didn't you say that these ores were used to create a simple barrier in order to prevent being attacked by the undead?"

Claire played with the ore in her hand, then threw it on the ground.

A faint red mask enveloped the three of them.

And those undead around who were gradually approaching, full of resentment, were immediately driven away.

"Sure enough, those things are not difficult to deal with, so the main threat is still on the other participating teams."

Rinslet stood on a high place, using the archer's excellent eyesight to be alert to possible attacks.

"Also, as a witch, I can feel that the leylines here... have been completely torn to pieces."

Fianna's complexion is not very good:

"In this way, the effect of providing support for everyone through the ritual dance will be quite limited. I suggest..."

——Let’s meet up with Kamito and Verselia first.

...that was what I was going to say.

But the girl stopped halfway.

"What do you suggest? Don't talk halfway..."

Claire complained dissatisfiedly, and turned to look at Fianna.

Because of this, she saw the figure of someone who was getting closer and closer in this direction.

Gorgeous black hair, a scarlet mask, and... a long sword that burns like fire.

"That's... Ren Ashbell."

Rinslet, who also found that the situation was wrong, gritted her teeth and shot arrows at the approaching leader of the "Purgatory Apostle".

However, these arrows whistling with the sound of the wind were all swallowed by the sudden flames in front of the "strongest sword dancer".

An attack of this level couldn't even be blocked by that person swinging a sword——Rinslet's expression turned ugly when she realized this, but at this moment——

"Scarlet, let's go!"

The flaming whip crossed a pathetic arc, entwining towards Lian Ashbel.

It was Claire. For some reason, this girl launched a suicide attack against a powerful enemy that was impossible to defeat!

"Claire, come back soon!"

"You can't beat that guy, go meet Kamito first..."

The voices of her friends passed by Claire's ears, but the girl was unmoved.

Her eyes were fixed on the flaming long sword in the man's hand - that thing was ten times more powerful than her Scarlett.

However, the focus of the girl's attention is not this.

Four years ago, her older sister, Rubia Elstein, committed an unforgivable crime as an elf princess serving the fire elf king.

That person snatched the fire elf, Levatin, who was enshrined in the fire king's temple, and fled.

This is blatant blasphemy and dereliction of duty, which caused the fire elf king to rain down punishment on the entire empire.

While causing deep suffering to countless people, the once complete and happy Duke Elstein's family has also completely declined.

Claire can't forget to this day, when she was still young, when her sister escaped, her parents went to prison, and she faced the officials of the empire alone, and was asked to hand over her only support, the fire cat elf Scarlett.

If it wasn't for the intercession of Graves, the strongest elf in the mainland, then Claire might have lost her last partner at that time.

Therefore, even though she was still unwilling to believe that her sister would commit such a crime, the girl persisted, stood up from the eyes and contempt around her, worked hard step by step with the help of the fire cat spirit, and finally had her friends today, even Have a chance to step on the stage of Sword Dance Festival!

Originally, the girl planned to make a wish to the Elf King after winning the championship, and learn the truth about what happened back then.

But when she saw the leader of the "Apostle of Purgatory", the woman who called herself Lian Ashubell, holding the holy sword of fire "Levatin" majestically in her hand, Claire felt that she was very close to the truth!

"Who the hell are you and why are you holding 'Levatin'!!!"

Roaring in self-defeating, Claire swung a whip shadow all over the sky, and attacked Lian Ashbel imperviously.

Then--

"Who am I... You should already have an answer to this question."

It was an all too familiar voice, and even Claire's heart seemed to stop for a moment.

When she came back to her senses, the girl's wrist holding the whip had already been tightly grasped by "Lian Ashbell".

"You...you are..."

"Yes, the truth is what you think it is."

The true red mask covering the face was removed.

With a clang—the mask fell to the ground and shattered.

Claire froze in place, unable to move.

The extremely poignant and extremely beautiful ruby ​​eyes filled with flames.

The gorgeous black hair that was characteristic of Ren Ashbell gradually burned.

As if the flames had wiped out the darkness——

That changed to the hair color she used to have when she was called the "Princess of the Fire Spirit".

Eilstein Red.

"……elder sister?"

Claire never thought that it would be so difficult to say these two words.

Although she still doesn't want to admit it, the facts are already obvious—the girl standing in front of her is undoubtedly the Rubia Elstein back then, who betrayed her motherland and the King of Fire Elves, and now she has joined The Theocracy and become a The character of the commander-in-chief of "Apostle of Purgatory".

Two pairs of ruby ​​eyes with flames in them looked at each other, and then——

"Okay, let's end this."

Rubia Elstein spoke.