“Do you think this wench is worth saving? This tramp who couldn’t save anything and ran from every battle to save her own precious life?”
“Yea.”
What was he thinking, nodding with his eyes closed? He admitted that it was a foolish action and knew it in his heart. To him Rajas ―
“Fufu― what make you go so far for her? Isn’t it fine for you to avoid getting injured and simply ignore this wench? Isn’t it fine for you to forget about her as if she never existed in the first place?”
“I can’t do that. If I did that, I couldn’t save her.”
“What―?”
When Rajas frowned at the unexpected answer from Suimei, Suimei spoke challengingly.
“And saving the unfortunate. Saving those who cannot be saved is the path I believe in. I simply couldn’t abandon that path. So that’s why―”
That’s why I came all the way here to a place like this.
That was right. Suimei triumphantly declared himself. He declared that he was there to save her and to fight him.
Rajas looked stunned to hear the resolve of Suimei’s declaration for a moment, but soon let out a sigh.
“Ha―”
Rajas mocked Suimei’ declaration.
“Uhahahah!!! How foolish! For that kind of reason! You came here for that?! You walk into the jaw of death going through my subordinates! And this is what you say? Saving those who cannot be saved? To think you came all the way here with that kind of useless ideal. There’s a limit to how stupid you can be!! Uhahahahah! It’s hilarious ―”
“So what?”
“―?!”
What stopped Rajas’ rambunctious laughter was Suimei’s cold reply.
A gust of wind: colder than the chilly wind sweeping the northern lands froze everyone’s heart and took away even the sound of laughter, and sound of fear, as if they were not necessary.
What filled the area was chilling cold. It was not that the temperature was cold. There was a source of coldness that was enough to flay skins and rob consciousness. Areas that had just been heated up by Rajas’ spirit appeared as if they had turned into a sheet of ice. And the boy who created this situation, Suimei, looked at the Demon General who laughed at his resolve unwaveringly in the eyes.
“.... Boy, you better change the way you’re looking at me. I don’t like it.”
“You think I’m going to listen to you?”
“Then I’ll make you listen by force!”
What came out of Rajas’ mouth was a roar loud enough to shake everything around them. The shockwave stirred up dust into the air and pebbles to shoot off in every direction. In a moment, an arm and a fist resembling an ancient oak tree trunk flew towards Suimei.
What resisted the arm that would turn everything in its path into a pulp of meat was a unique spell that Rajas never heard before.
“Primium ex puinoim excipio.” (Five-layered wall)