Dragon Clan: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Contradictory conflicts cover the sky and dye the earth with blue death.

The tallest scorching towers turned into the deepest caves—and then into the ocean.

Just as that myth is still passed down to this day, the remnants of the conflict are still boiling and thundering.

Thundering cracks, abysses.

Red ashes covered the sky, and blue spiritual skeletons covered the earth. It was even suspected that the environment in Genesis could no longer withstand the torment of the two monsters, and the planet was shaking violently.

The dragon type looked down at the girl who was shot down into the endless abyss.

Again.

Nidhogg thought in his mind.

Once again, I saw the current scene.

During that incalculable time, he defeated the girl countless times, so many times that he even needed to occasionally distract himself to reshape the environment of the planet's inner sea to prevent himself and Fujimaru Ritsuka from penetrating the star core.

However, so much time has obviously passed that even I am beginning to feel bored.

He looked down at her.

every time.

She can tell.

[You can defeat me countless times, but I only need to beat you once. Haha! ! I've wanted to say this line for a long time! 】

Embedded in the end of the world in a posture that can hardly be called a human form, the gorgeous flower that is both sad and beautiful will say this to itself.

but.

This time, no.

Nidhogg slightly bent the connection between his head and body that could hardly be called his neck.

The head chopped into three pieces by Fujimaru Ritsuka stared at the girl lying on the ground from different angles, almost losing her breath.

It's time.

"As I said, the time you were 'intentionally vague' has reached the limit that your soul can bear."

"No, rather, regular humans, even the brave men who created the era, can only have a soul capacity that can last for a thousand years at most. You can persist until now. There is only one possibility."

Nidhogg hesitated.

"You have done similar things before, so are you used to it? Are you used to this kind of behavior of using your spirit as fuel to burn yourself?"

"Based on the information recorded in my mind, you are not a native of this planet, or in other words, the spiritual elements and memories you hold are not what the original [Fujimaru Ritsuka] should have."

"You were migrated from other worlds, right? Crossed the barriers of the world, reconstructed your own existence, and was born in this world - because you are an abandoned citizen of other universes. Only in this case can you accept Go through the kind of torture that incinerates the spirit.”

".Why?"

What Nidhogg couldn't understand was why Fujimaru Ritsuka's interests should be discarded.

No.

Is it fear?

A girl who is afraid of humans?

Even at the expense of completely wiping out its existence, it was preserved in other worlds by unconventional means?

Indeed, Fujimaru Ritsuka has the qualifications to achieve extraordinary things. In fact, she is indeed the most brilliant human soul that she has ever seen.

But why be afraid?

If there are individuals among humans who transcend all common sense, shouldn’t we be more fortunate to have a greater chance of surviving the trials of the planet?

Well.

Although.

Facts have proved that even with Fujimaru Ritsuka, the planet's test cannot be answered.

"It's a pity that you are not the chosen hero."

Nidhogg concluded so pathetically.

in front of it.

She is a 'broken' girl.

The cracked fragments of the face finally fell to the ground. Because the light in the abyss was dim, it was impossible to even see what was under the broken mask, and the girl's body remained twisted and unable to recover.

As Nidhogg said.

【Don't Die】can save the body.

But there are limits to the soul.

So you have to burn your own energy to make up for it.

The battle just now is proof.

When using martial arts, Miyamoto Musashi's Tengen Flower was used. Fujimaru Ritsuka was originally the master of [Sky Realm], but he was able to make that sword with the help of Miyamoto Musashi.

Why?

Burned.

Whether it was understanding or not, the memory of those warriors all over the world who were thirsty for knowledge and were willing to spend their lives were all burned by the girl as firewood.

Then, there's common sense.

common sense.

Then, there are memories, memories.

Keep burning.

Keep igniting.

In the end, she even began to forget why she wanted to fight Nidhogg.

She used the Oracle of Words to leave an anchor point in her mind, leaving only keywords to let herself know what to do at the next moment, and gave the right to use it to the heroic spirit in her body.

burn.

burn.

The day of burning out will come sooner or later.

Just like Nidhogg said.

Even the memories with the heroic spirits began to blur.

Fujimaru Ritsuka considers herself a mortal—this reality has not changed to this day.

She just met the right people at the right time and evolved to this point.

But as her spirit burned away, her journey gradually collapsed.

Those memories.

Those determinations.

Those realizations.

All started to disappear.

Only the instinct to be a savior remains.

Fight, fight.

it does not matter.

I can still

"Need me to tell you how long you have been fighting?"

"Haha, it's true." The sound of rubble and rocks from the inner layer of the planet falling off and hitting the surroundings was heavier than before, but... distant.

The buzzing sound continued to linger in his mind, and Fujimaru Ritsuka murmured with weak pupils.

"Didn't I say that a girl doesn't want to hear anyone mention her age? Teacher Scathach also——"

Ah.

Scathach is

who?

His thoughts were suddenly interrupted. Fujimaru Ritsuka even had the strength to open his mouth. As the inertia of his body weakened, even his thinking slowed down.

what am i doing

ah.

so tired

It seems like donating blood?

I really wanted to donate blood, but what did I say and where did I go?

Then

Ah, what did you do?

Really, is your memory already bad when you are just a teenager?

By the way, what does the dragon species in front of me look like? It looks so scary. Normally I would have cried, but now I am so tired that I can’t even squeeze out tears. I’m sorry, Mr. Dragon.

Hey. What else can you remember?

The girl's body lay completely in the ruins, almost all her body weight pouring down.

But that behavior seemed meaningless, because the force fed back was so slight that it seemed as if what was lying down was not a flesh-and-blood person, but a skeleton.

Light as a feather.

The girl ignored that reality and just instinctively followed the 'backtrack' option set in advance by the Word Spirit Oracle.

Can't quite remember the name.

I don’t quite remember the name of that building.

The person I met, the girl with glasses covering half of her eyes, seems to be called Mashu. Why do I have to remember other people’s names when I can’t even remember my own name?

He seems to be a pretty important person

From the perspective of Fujimaru Ritsuka, for some reason, he caught a glimpse of a piece of scrap metal on his hand, a broken shield, which symbolized the round table shield that could never be destroyed. At this moment, a broken corner was embedded beside him.

The edge of the buckler is twisted lightning-like claw marks, which were completely destroyed to help the Master block the last attack.

Fujimaru Ritsuka didn't know any of this.

She just raised her trembling hand and used all her strength to gently place her fingertips on the fragments of the shield.

Even I don't know the meaning of this behavior.

Nidhogg watched quietly without any intention of stopping.

High-latitude observations of dragons are a common feature.

If the four dragon kings have been able to directly observe the elements and spirits in the real world, Jormungandr, as the king of Hades, has the authority to see the soul.

Then Nidhogg would be able to see everything.

The observation effect at the top of the planet is the supreme existence, so he can clearly see the state of Fujimaru Ritsuka's soul.

Her life was like a candle in the wind.

And the spiritual elements that were originally enough to reach the sky and step into the path of immortality have also been burned out.

Even if he left the 'memory that he believed he could never let go of' to the end, it would be impossible for Tatsuka Fujimaru to stand up and fight again.

It has ended.

At this time, the girl's memory has come to an end.

That is really a contradictory reality.

Even if it is a revolving door, people cannot end their recollection at such a slow speed in such a short period of time. Fujimaru Ritsuka showed such a state simply because "there is no memory that can be played".

In battle, you can rely on heroic spirits to bridge the gap.

But it really comes back to the essence of ‘human’.

She was burned out.

The memory is burned along with the burning process set by the oracle in advance, and the spirit is transformed into the time that the soul can survive, and will become the limit in minutes and seconds.

The girl walked along the long corridor, not caring about the snow that had turned from white to black outside the window, as if she couldn't notice it.

The last scene in my memory was of myself entering the assigned room.

There are no unnecessary decorations in the white room.

In a room that was not girlish at all, his roommate lay quietly.

Roommate?

who?

Ka. Ka Ka Cha.

His head made a sound like a screw was being twisted, and the man lying on his bed realized that his territory had been invaded and let out a scream like a small animal trying to intimidate an enemy.

【This is an empty room! It’s my refuge from work! Who allowed you in? ? 】

This is the first time such a complete sentence appears in my memory.

Is this guy important to me?

Strange.

The body's instinct continues the same 'subconscious resistance' as before, like a knee-jerk reaction, or the retching that is inevitable when someone stabs the throat with a sword blade.

I don't want to burn this memory.

Countless times this resistance, but humans are things capable of making ruthless decisions at the right moment.

Therefore, even a corner of the room began to be infected by black bones, like a yellowed photo thrown into the stove and gradually burned.

"How heartless."

The girl suddenly spoke and murmured like this.

"."

Nidhogg looked down at the girl's increasingly hollow eyes. It did not prevent the burning of this memory, but planned to retain part of her body and soul in the end.

Not out of emotion as life.

Just what it says.

It believes that Fujimaru Ritsuka has ‘meaning’.

"Yeah, so heartless."

Those words were repeated again.

Nidhogg's dragon eyes slowly closed.

「——!!」

But in the next moment, he suddenly opened his eyes.

It's not hers.

Fujimaru Ritsuka was so weak that she even had no time to speak. Those words were not hers!

Nidhogg suddenly looked at the position where Fujimaru Ritsuka's finger touched, the edge of the shield, and the light that flickered following it.

And the next moment, he saw it.

That man.

"Well, I originally thought we would never see each other again, but one day, even I will forget it. To be honest, I'm a little shocked."

The growth of a man's body is definitely not that of being strong or able to be exercised, but more like weight loss caused by long-term lack of proper management.

Wearing a white coat similar to that of a biology student or doctor, the inside is as green as a dark nurse's uniform.

The tag on the chest drooped and swayed slightly due to the man's half-kneeling movement.

Start with the brilliance of the shield.

The man whose whole body was full of ‘heterogeneity’ descended on the Inner Sea of ​​Stars.

".who!"

Nidhogg's stern questioning did not come from the fear caused by the situation being out of control, but closer to the anger that should have received the gift that matched him, but failed.

As if the man couldn't hear such feelings, he didn't even turn his eyes to Nidhogg.

He lowered his head and gently covered the girl's forehead with his white-gloved hand, smoothing her messy hair.

Therefore, the expression cannot be seen clearly.

There was only a gentle but silent response.

"Identity? Oh no, haha, I don't seem to have any cool names for me to save at this time."

"In the end, compared to you, I'm just a nobody."

"Well, unknowingly, this child has become much more powerful than me, so let's use her name to answer your question——"

The man finally looked up.

Those golden eyes were as light as jade beads.

The Chaohu Lake is as calm as a golden ear, but something is burning quietly.

"A passing guardian?"

ps: I will try to make the characters as round as possible.

I'm pretty good at bullshit ()