[The molting mature woman: Ira, that's enough. Your body is almost finished.]
[The molting older sister: It's time to go. I can find a chance to get revenge later.]
[Snake-Shedding Lolita: Yes, sister is right.]
[The molting older sister: ...Ira, did you hear me? Time to get out of here.]
"..."
"Mr. Ira~ Go for it~ Go for it~"
Ira squinted, feeling his vision blurring... Using the power of the snake's molt for too long had already placed a huge burden on his mind and body, so opening the molt immediately would have been the right choice.
but……
Did you hear that?
As Ira spoke, he looked at the World Tree Beast, which had once again entered a state of "rest." He took a deep breath, his eyes almost closed, and spoke to the snake molt in a very tired voice: "Isabella is cheering me on."
"..."
[The molting older sister: You still want to fight? But you really can't win unless you master the rules... but at most you can only kill the [beast], you can't save the world or do anything more, what's the point?]
[Snake-Shedding Loli: Huh? You just said it like that? Oh... Ira has already been to the Realm of Rules, but she didn't manage to master it?]
There might have been a one in ten thousand chance...
"..."
"The meaning... I'm not quite sure either."
As Ira spoke, he seemed to be getting a little dazed, rubbing his eyes nervously as he said, "But in my soul, everyone is cheering me on..."
This is strange, because Ira, being outside, cannot hear the voice of the soul, and Ira did not use a question like "Is it for encouragement?" but was very certain.
It was as if he had heard it with his own ears.
[The molting mature woman: Huh?]
"..."
As the snake sloughed its shell, Ira half-closed its eyes, looked up at Satan Leaf who was loudly cheering it on, and returned a bright smile, saying to the snake slough, "I don't know how to say it, but I... can hear you."
Too clear...
[Ira! Go for it!]
[Go! Mr. Ira!]
[Idiot Ira! How dare he get beaten up like this by a broken tree? Where does this leave the dignity of us nobles?]
【Lord Ila! Lord Ira! 】
[Dear Iraq! You must win!]
[Please don't let anything happen to me, waaaaah! How will I live without Iraq?]
Brother... will be alright, right?
Beat him to a pulp!
[Awooo! Charge! Smash that monster! Eat its mana!]
[They will definitely win! Because they are Iraq! They are truly Iraq!]
Go!
Go for it!
[...]
"..."
“I can hear it, I can hear everything.”
Ira watched as the World Tree Beast, having finished its rest, charged towards him at breakneck speed... He didn't react immediately, but instead laughed and cried at the same time. He wore a beautiful smile while tears streamed down his face.
“I have no reason to win, but I also have no reason to lose... I don’t want to be the rational person I used to be anymore, and I don’t want to bear any more responsibility or be forced to pass on anything.”
"Everything I've done, my dreams... I don't want them anymore!"
Ira laughed, he said this with a happy laugh, and wings began to gradually appear on his back... At first, the most obvious were the wings of a scarlet dragon, and then...
It erupted instantly.
With almost no prelude, after the crimson wings were fully revealed, the other wings burst open simultaneously, spreading from Ira's back like ever-growing crystal clusters.
Different forms of wings transformed into a dazzling array of colors, completely covering Ira's back, and in the air, they turned into a giant butterfly.
It wasn't like a tall, mighty dragon, nor did it possess a powerful presence; rather, it was a beautiful, graceful, and light creature, even larger than the World Tree Beast—
A butterfly undergoing metamorphosis.
Abandon your dreams, deny everything from the past, and kick away your own obsessions... In that instant, a person can truly realize what they need most.
A country from the past? A way of life from the past?
Or perhaps... it's the beautiful memories, the family and companions you cherish, the roads you traveled with your partners, and of course, the scenery you saw and experienced together along the way.
The answer was given from the very beginning.
From the very beginning, Ira was already standing at the finish line. Every step he took was only a step further away from the finish line... Along the way, Ira slowly went from zero to a negative number.
Iraq already possessed the country he had longed for... and all he needed to do was take a step back, let his heart take a step back, and so it was at this moment.
Let him let go of his heart (soul).
From negative to zero.
...
Almost without hesitation, Ira did not dodge, nor did he use any strategy; instead, he used the most primitive method, the most basic flying kick.
Without a doubt, this will lead to a head-on collision with the World Tree Beast.
Interestingly, the World Tree Beast, which should have been moving even faster, was now just an invisible afterimage to Ira, who was already overwhelmed.
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