"Mr. Anno...has..."

Follow Fujimaru Ritsuka's gaze——

It was a round ball, like a bubble, that could break at any time.

Inside the bloody ball, thick scarlet mist rolled.

Snapped.

The blood bubble burst, and the warrior who was no longer a knight stood there.

He raised his head, his eyes already dim.

But what replaced him was the magic power that had become extremely powerful.

That is the last strength gained by giving up the hope of living and using one's own blood and life.

"Blood-soaked..."
Chapter completed!