I seriously doubt there is something wrong with my Chaldea

At the same time, because the real gods were fighting everywhere, the battlefield of the three of them had to move to the outskirts of Orleans.

"Plop...plop..."

As if something heavy was trampled over the heavy ground, the horse made of blue crystals left ripples of mirror lake waves in mid-air, and quickly ran across the air.

And behind the two of them is a huge black biped wyvern.

"Roar!!!!"

With a roar behind them, Mary and Amadeus, who could no longer maintain the supply of magic power, could only narrowly dodge the fireball flying from behind, and then fell into a deep valley that could no longer be called the "ground" among.

"careful!"

"boom!!!!!"

Before he could respond to the voice that came from nowhere, Amadeus' body suddenly fell to the ground like a kite without kite paper.

Well, use your face.

So much so that when he fell to the ground, he collapsed with the sound of "cracker clatter" from the mud and rock, and at the same time, it was accompanied by Amadeus' scream.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo"

At the same time as he landed, he almost slid close to the ground for several meters. This smooth movement like flowing clouds and flowing water is really admirable.

It is really a blessing in misfortune that those who were not thrown died because of the direct collapse of the spiritual core.

"Ah, Amadeus!"

Mary, who was slowly falling like rose petals, couldn't help but turn pale with fright, and hurried to the ground to help him up.

"Ah—I...I didn't..."

But Amadeus, whose vitality seemed extremely tenacious in this strange place, struggled to get up by himself.

"thing…………"

Although he hit him so directly, fortunately, Amadeus is just a little bruised and swollen.

"…………"

"…………"

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Unexpectedly, within a few seconds of silence, the moment the two looked at each other, a burst of unstoppable laughter came from behind the two of them.

Holding a strange big sword and wearing a black windbreaker with strange bladed shoulder armor, San Song, who was chasing after him with a murderous look, happened to see this scene in front of him.

Then, just like Mary, after a pause of a second or two, he couldn't help it anymore, and a burst of mocking laughter suddenly sounded out.

Even, it was so loud that even he couldn't hear the meaning hidden in the loud laughter.

In fact, it is very simple to know. Li Xiang, who accidentally learned about this little episode afterwards, went to ask San Song what he thought.

And the famous executioner honestly replied that he didn't think of anything at that time, but just wanted to laugh at him as if following his instinct.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!!"

"I'm so pissed off, you dark guy who only wields knives on the execution ground... Shut up!!!!"

It's okay to be stared at by Mary on one side, but it's even more exaggerated by Sanson, who really doesn't let go of laughing at him at all. exclaimed angrily.

"Hmph... No matter how dark I am, I'm much better than you, a one-dimensional creature who only loves musical notes?"

It seemed that he wanted to belittle Amadeus in front of Mary, and Sanson, who was usually reticent, retaliated without hesitation.

"Stop talking nonsense! Look at the trick!"

The furious Amadeus immediately rushed towards Sanson who still couldn't help laughing.

"Huh? You still want to deal with me?! I think you just wrote too many songs, have you made your brain stupid?!"

While San Song responded to him without showing any weakness, he waved the weird sword in his hand, cutting a strange musical note floating in the air in front of him in half.

But what surprised Sansong was that after the note in front of him was cut off with a knife, nothing happened, it just gradually shattered in the air and turned into magic power again.

But at the same time, Sanson's movements also paused for a while.

Suddenly feeling a strong sense of discomfort and strangeness coming from his body, the executioner in a windbreaker opened his eyes wide.

At this moment, what was reflected in his eyes was the gradually enlarged fist of Amadeus.

"What-what--"

"Oh!"

With a muffled sound, Amadeus's solid uppercut directly hit Sanson's body, and he flew out.

This guy... Does it hurt this much to beat someone up? !

The body is gradually out of balance under the action of gravity, and even the consciousness is almost out of control. There is only one thought in Sansong's mind now.

"what--"

Regarding this, Amadeus seemed quite proud, and kept punching, "Although it is very rude, but the so-called gentleman should learn some skills to let go, right?! "

And not only that, although in every sense he is just an unremarkable [Caster (magician)], but Amadeus's [Muscle Strength] level is a real [D].

Even though [D] level muscle strength is not as good as the terrifying muscle strength of [B] level and above that is often displayed as a hero, this punch is not something a follower like San Song can bear.

"puff----"

The strong and unusually familiar smell of blood was mixed in the throat and mouth, San Song stabilized his body all of a sudden, and at the same time turned around suddenly, the weird big sword in his hand immediately left a scratch in the air .

"bass----"

That was the sound of a sharp sword cutting through clothes and flesh without any effort.

Amadeus slowly opened his eyes wide, looking at the very famous executioner in France and even the world in front of him.

Although it was only for a moment, San Song didn't want to spend it like this anymore, and the sharp murderous aura was unknowingly released in an instant.

Perhaps it was because the executioner existed for the purpose of executing the life of the criminal. The murderous aura released at this moment was not noticed by Amadeus and Mary, but when they came back to their senses.

Amadeus was completely exposed to the strange sword raised by Sanson.

"——————"

Mary, who hadn't had time to make a move, couldn't help taking a breath.

"…………I say."

Amadeus was clutching the huge wound cut by the weird sword. The blade with the pale death light had already hovered above his head, but at this moment, he seemed very calm. .

"You really are..."

As worthy of the name of the real executioner, the real executioner is not the butcher knives and hounds used by the high-ranking nobles to punish those who resist slavery.

It is the person who punishes and redeems the soul of the sinner at the last moment, at the last moment.

This fact is the root of his nature that cannot be changed even if he continues to kill innocent people indiscriminately because he has been given the [Madness] attribute.

With such a concept, Sansong was able to reveal the reason for the imperceptible murderous aura at the last moment of the duel.

…………

…………

PS: In a while...my wife (referring to the twins on the other side) is coming...

Chapter 180: The Song of the End

"It's hard to deal with in every sense..."

Accompanied by what seemed to be the last murmur, in front of Amadeus, the weird big sword suddenly fell.

"Amadeus!"

Mary wanted to help, but it was too late.

She is not a first-class Servant herself, there is no way to save him from the sword that Sansong has swung down, she can only stand by and watch, even the surrounding air is covered by this kind of tip at this moment. The strange big sword with the ax face swung down in response.

If nothing else...

Amadeus, who is not a Servant suitable for battle, will definitely be cut in two...?

This is Mary's conjecture, but the actual situation is......

If nothing else...

It's just that San Song who swings the knife like this will definitely be shot flying, right? !

This unreasonable and weird idea suddenly appeared in someone's mind. Suddenly, Amadeus raised his head, and the originally dim black eye on the left was swallowed by a dazzling blood.

"------"

Perhaps it came from the executioner's instinct to punish life. Sanson immediately noticed the bloody blood in Amadeus' left eye that made people feel stinging just looking at it.

"this is------"

"Bang!!!"

Sansong, who hadn't had time to react, hadn't had time to swing his knife down, was hit by a huge unknown force, and with a low, muffled sound, his body was like a kite with a broken string. It was blown away by the turbulent airflow.

"boom!!!"

His body suddenly hit the exposed rock foundation behind him, and at the same time as the muffled sound sounded, he left a big crater on the hard and thick rock foundation.

"Cough -- woo -- woo waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah --"

The blood made of magic power spit out from Sansong's mouth uncontrollably.

Severe pain spread to his whole body, from the surface of the skin to the center of the flesh and blood, to the cracks in the bones, and even the depths of this [body (spiritual base)], he couldn't help but let out an overwhelmed scream of pain.

...What the hell is going on here...

Sanson couldn't bear such pain, but at the same time, his eyes never left Amadeus who was now far away from him.

Then, when he saw Amadeus' mutated left eye clearly, he couldn't help but subconsciously took a breath.

The originally dark black pupils were swallowed up by eye-catching and dazzling blood, and the dark red pupils took on the shape of a non-biological weird cross, shrinking and expanding irregularly.

What's even more creepy is that these two completely different eyes of Amadeus are not in harmony. While his black right eye is always staring at Sanson in front of him, the blood-red left eye is constantly staring at Sanson. Turn, as if looking around.

It's as if it's about to crawl out of it...

"what…………"

Although the voice coming from his mouth was still so light.

However, Mary could still hear the seriousness and annoyance of Amadeus now.

"...... Did it still flare up in the end...? Sigh... this is really troublesome..."

It was his voice talking to himself but there was actually another voice echoing in his head.

That was the devil's voice that came from the blood of Amadeus and echoed from the depths of the soul.

"No.60 Seven Pillars, [Seat II Information Room Floros], [Anduscias (Amduscias)], start [Awakening]."

The mechanical and emotionless echoed in Amadeus's mind, which could not stop for a long time.

"Aiya...would you [wake up] at this time? Really...I have a super headache about this..."

As if he was intentionally diverting his attention, Amadeus complained without saying a word: "But what a pity, even if I want to awaken or something, I will never give in obediently!"

"........."

After a moment of silence, the unknown being named [Amduscias] said slowly: "Are you still planning to resist your own bloodline? Depending on the individual."

"The meaning of our bloodline transmission is to be able to plunge the broken wedge into any [time] to forge our [great cause]. It is your responsibility to inherit the inheritance. This is the foundation buried deep in the bloodline." Reason, you can't change that."

"Even if you choose to resist for a while, it's only a matter of time before I rely on you."

"Um…………"

Amadeus couldn't help but paused for a moment, and then said quietly: "It is because of this, perhaps because of inheriting this bloodline, that I was able to stand out among the many musical geniuses of that era and become one of the heroes of history. The genius who died young as mentioned in the novel, right?"

It seemed to Marie and Sanson that he was talking to himself now.

At the same time, intentionally or unintentionally, he emphasized the words "died young".

"What do you want to do? With an individual?"