The battle over?

"Where did you grow up? What do you do for a living? What kind of food do you like? What are your dreams for the future? What about your family? What are your last words?"

While suppressing the purple-haired girl, Solitär was spouting trash talk—or rather, not trash talk, to her.

"You talk too much." The purple-haired girl responded expressionlessly, barely managing to deflect Solitär's attacks.

An attack grazed Solitär.

"Huh? That's strange. Solitär's timing in casting her Defensive Magic was perfect..." Solitär brushed her scraped hair aside and said, puzzled, "Oh, right, this isn't ordinary Killing Magic, is it..."

My attack clearly hit my body, but only my hair was injured. Hmm, it was hindered by her immense magical power.

Magic, technology, and even everything accumulated to this day are utterly useless before her immense magical power.

Demons have a lifespan far longer than humans; this is an insurmountable barrier between species.

"Was that Killing Magic with optimized casting speed? Thank you. As a return gift, I'll show you my most proficient magic."

Light emanated from her hands as she raised her soft, boneless little hand.

Moment.

Countless magical energies scattered out.

The purple-haired girl had no time to defend herself and fell to the ground, blood gushing from her body.

"This is 'Scattering Magic'... It's very simple, it just scatters my magic power. Don't worry, I won't kill you. Now let's have a good chat..."

But the next second, Solitär's shoulder was pierced.

"As expected, attacks with increased magic density can hurt you..." The purple-haired girl stood up.

A terrifying girl.

Increasing magic density without sacrificing speed is no easy feat.

Admirable observation skills and casting speed.

Even in such a dangerous situation, they could still find my weakness...

If the attack had been just a little off target...

"Next time it'll be your heart," the purple-haired girl said.

"Don't you know I went easy on you just now?"

So what?

"Heh... that's true, not so much, but interesting..." Solitär licked her little hand.

"Fighting..."

Hmm.

"Tsk, what a disappointment. The real show was just about to begin."

The purple-haired girl before them had been transformed into a golden statue.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

"Now that you know when I'll use the Diagoldze' magic, I'll just keep using Diagoldze on a large scale and continuously. It doesn't matter who gets affected."

"Lord Duncan, what follows is a long battle. How long can you hold out?"

Macht looked at Duncan, who was enveloped in black magic.

"Even if I fight while simultaneously releasing and resisting the Goldification, I can at least hold out for three days and three nights."

"Damn it..." Duncan flew, realizing something—this indiscriminate Goldification...

"You think you can escape my spell range? That's not realistic."

Maintaining the spell reflection and Flight Magic... the magic power can last for another 12 seconds...

If I fly at full speed, I should be able to catch up with... Frieren...

It was I who dragged you into this... into a battle that was almost impossible to win...

"Oh dear~ your escape wasn't entirely pointless, sir. At least tell Solitär your dying words, right?" the girl in the dress smiled sweetly.

Several swords hurtled towards Duncan, moving at a speed far exceeding his flight speed.

"Oh? You actually dispelled your Defensive Magic and turned yourself into Goldification to withstand the attack... Your combat awareness is excellent. Or have you run out of magic power?"

"I'm so sorry... Frieren..." The old man's body was completely Goldification.

"It's over."

"You don't seem very happy, Macht."

"I've always been like this."

"..." Solitär looked at him.

"What's wrong."

"Can I tell you something interesting? Some time ago, Frieren defeated Aura the Guillotine, one of the Seven Sages of Destruction, and I analyzed the residual magic power after that battle."

"Although I made many interesting discoveries, what surprised me most was that Frieren actually lifted the curse on the Undead Army."

"Aura clashed with the hero's group eighty years ago."

"It was around that time that Frieren first witnessed Aura's the Scales of Obedience..."

"Why did you have to ask 'Can I tell you something interesting?' after talking so much on your own?"

"I'm sorry..."

"Fine, you mean, Frieren deciphered Aura's the Scales of Obedience with just one viewing?"

"No, that shouldn't be the case. The magic of the Seven Sages of Destruction is beyond the limits of human comprehension, that's for sure. Humans and Demons are completely different, both physically and mentally."

"They could never possibly control the magic of the Seven Sages of Destruction."

"But not knowing the principles of magic doesn't mean it's unsolvable."

"Even without understanding the principle of buoyancy, humans still invented ships, and before understanding the principle of wind, they invented sails."

Even though they didn't know where the waves came from, they still built the dikes.

"Human beings have possessed the ability to combat the unknown since ancient times."

"And all of this stems from their most primitive and fundamental behavior."

The girl clasped her hands together, making a praying expression.

"Observe."

"Is that so? Frieren has analyzed my memories. Over the past hundred years, I have used the Diagoldze' magic many times."

"Right, right!" the girl waved her hands excitedly, "So, the battle is definitely not over yet!"

"Our opponent is none other than the Frieren the Slayer!"

(Remember.)

"Himmel, don't waste your energy. This is a barrier magic released by one of the Seven Sages of Destruction, the Böse the Undying. Humans can't break it." Frieren hugged her knees and sat on the ground. "Our adventure is over. Sit here and wait to die."

"Frieren, things you can't even imagine, magic can't possibly make possible, can it?" Himmel looked at Frieren, her eyes resolute. "How can you give up now?"

"Unthinkable and giving up are two different concepts." Frieren still hugged her knees. "Himmel, can you crack a walnut?"

"I haven't tried it before, but it should be possible."

Frieren choked for a moment.

"Okay, then, can you crush a diamond?"

Himmel remained silent.

"If you subconsciously feel you can't do it, then you can't imagine the scene of yourself crushing a diamond."

"Because this is beyond human capability."

"It's the same now... I can't figure out how to break the barrier of the Böse the Undying..."

"I can," Eisen said silently. "I should be able to crush a diamond."

"Hmm. Okay, Eisen can indeed crush diamonds, but unfortunately, I can't. I'm not a monster capable of crushing diamonds. The difference between me and Böse is that vast."

"I cannot break this barrier."

"Then let us help you." Himmel raised the fake Hero's Sword and slashed at the empty light barrier. "I believe nothing is impossible in this world."

There were no colossal statues that shook the heavens and the earth, but a small hole appeared in the barrier.

"Look, Frieren, the barrier has broken a little. This barrier is definitely not something that can't be destroyed."

"I'll give it a try too," Eisen said. "Maybe I can create a small gap in it."

"... Okay, I understand." Frieren's hair fluttered as she began to analyze the barrier. "Seriously, a bunch of monsters. I have no idea how long this will take."

"No problem." Heiter sat cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, completely unfazed. "I've already cast a spell on everyone that allows them to survive without air or supplies; it should last about two months."

"You're really reliable when you're not drinking," Eisen said, glancing at Heiter.

"Are there only monsters here?" Frieren said calmly.

"The analysis is complete. From this moment on, the magic that Diagoldze will no longer be a curse."

Frieren opened her eyes.