At the end of the door

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Beyond the door was a brighter path than the one before.

The path is a little wider, but as always, it is an unmaintained passage.

When you look up, the three-meter-high ceiling looks like it’s about to collapse.

The footing is bumpy, and if you’re not careful you’ll fall.

I walk on, more alert from the loneliness of being alone.

After a brief walk, he spotted a figure ahead of him and stopped in his tracks.

“It’s been a long time,  Owen.”

A woman with light blue hair is standing there leaning against the wall.

” Monet: ……”

Monet, whom I hadn’t seen in a long time, had the same cold expression on her face as the last time I saw her.

I knew Monet would show up here, I knew it.

A lot of emotions rush through me when I see her.

Regret and sadness at not being able to reach out, resentment at my inability to do so.

They are all jumbled together, trying to fill my mind.

Four years ago, at the Four Great Festivals, I lost her, and I can’t forget the loss.

I want to help her, I want to save her.

But at the same time, I felt like there was nothing I could do.

Besides, now’s not the time to be worrying about Monet.

The one we really need to help is Natalie.

Don’t get your top priorities wrong.

“Is there a Natalie down the road?”

“Come on, I won’t tell.”

Monet nods her head and makes a face of not knowing.

But when Monet is here, it’s like she’s saying there’s something down the road.

I’m afraid they won’t let me through.

Of course.

Monet said, standing in the front aisle.

“I’ll go ahead and beat you.”

“You’re no different than the rest of us.”

Monet looked up at me mockingly.

Then she wandered off, and the next thing I knew, she was right in front of me.

I use my body enhancements and cross my hands to fortify my defense.

It hit me so hard that I cracked my arm.

She is blown backwards as it is.

Somehow, I managed to get myself into position and look at Monet.

There’s no way I can beat Monet, the child prodigy at Central Academy, in close combat.

First thing I’m gonna do is I’m gonna stop them from moving.

A bottomless quagmire.

The floor of the cave here is made of earth, making it easy to use earth magic.

Directly below the Monet becomes a swamp.

She flew wide upwards, avoiding the bog, and threw the knife she had hidden in her sleeve into the air.

“Wind Style.”

I invoked an effective magic against a throwing weapon.

The wind magic changes the direction of travel of the object and the knife passes by me.

Monet lands on the ground well and runs towards me.

“Activate gravitational pull–!”

I generated several times the normal gravity in a three-meter radius circle, excluding myself.

This is my last line of defense when your opponent gets too close.

Within the area of gravity generation, even if the opponent is using physical enhancement, he will not be able to stand up.

It’s a means of defense as well as one of the strongest means of attack.

Monet sensed the danger and quickly stepped back.

I immediately pointed my right palm at Monet.

“Red flame.”

It is a flame that can fit in a small hand.

However, the amount of heat put into it burns up the surroundings.

The flaming homura of the Red Kurenai violently scatters fire dust hinoko, dyeing the inside of the cave red.

Monet flew sideways to avoid the flames, that’s when.

I heard a ta-ta-ta running behind me.

I quickly look back, wary of the enemy’s attack.

There was a boy with light blue hair – Thor.

Thor ran off beside me, then struck out at Monet.

Monet catches Thor’s fist in his palm.

Then she raised an eyebrow at Thor’s appearance.

However, Monet’s expression only changed for a moment, and she quickly returned to her ruthless expression.

“What are you doing here?”

Thor tells him firmly in a shushing manner.

“I’m here to end our relationship.”

Monet raised one eyebrow at the cold declaration, ending the relationship between her sister and brother.

“Owen, this is a sibling thing.”

Thor appeals to me with his gaze, telling me to go ahead.

I hesitated for a moment, but then decided that I should leave this to Thor.

“Please.”

I said it with a double meaning

“Take care of this place and take care of Monet.”

I don’t know if Thor got my intentions.

Still, he thought that the words of his brother, Thor, might reach Monet.

I run out to pass by the two of them.

“You’re not going anywhere.”

Monet throws a leg kick to Thor, trying to keep him at a distance.

However, Thor approaches her to stay close to Monet.

“Look at me.”

Thor says to Monet.

“Huh, you’re too smart for Thor.”

Monet tells him lowly in a terrific manner.

They began a back-and-forth battle that left no room for me to enter.

Perhaps because they are sisters and brothers, their movements are very similar.

I slipped past the fierce battle between Monet and Thor and made my way to the back.