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"Prince, please stop!" Mahad said anxiously, looking at the Prince before him. "You are to become the Pharaoh in the future, how can you do such a dangerous thing!"
Just now, Mahad noticed a poisonous snake near the Prince and Mana under a tree. The two, engrossed in play, didn't notice the snake's existence at all, which startled and provoked the poisonous snake. Seeing this, Mahad decisively pushed away the Prince, who had been targeted by the poisonous snake, but he himself was bitten by the poisonous snake.
Mana, the youngest of the three, was instantly scared to tears. The Prince was also visibly shaken, but still worried about Mahad's condition.
Although Mahad endured the sharp pain and put on an expression as if nothing was wrong, upon seeing the blood flowing from the wound where Mahad was bitten by the poisonous snake, the Prince ignored Mahad's resistance and his own safety, forcefully using his mouth to suck out the poisonous blood from Mahad's wound.
Hearing Mahad's words, the Prince spat the poisonous blood onto the nearby grassland, looked at Mahad, and said, "But Mahad, how am I different from you? The blood in your body is red, and the same bright red blood flows through my body."
"Prince, Pharaoh, or whatever, we are all the same."
"Prince..." Mahad looked at the Prince before him, words caught in his throat, his heart filled with emotion.
"Mahad, I've always believed that one day there will be a world where everyone can live freely, regardless of status." The Prince reached out to Mahad, "So, let's start with us, and together create that world."
The scene before him became blurry. Mahad's line of sight returned to the Underground Tomb. His body was completely immobile, embedded in the wall by the previous attack. All the power in his body was drained as blood flowed heavily from his chest, and his head felt heavy, about to faint into eternal sleep.
'Was I just now recalling the past?' Mahad wanted to show a bitter smile, but at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to twitch his lips. 'Speaking of which, what was I trying to say to the Prince back then? Ah, right, I actually wanted to say that magic would be more effective than using your mouth.'
'It's just a pity, I won't be able to create that world with you anymore, Prince... no, Pharaoh.'
His eyes, gradually losing focus, saw Bakura holding the **Millennium Ring** and laughing. Mahad held onto his last will, squeezing out the last mystical power from every part of his body. 'It seems it's time to use that forbidden secret technique...'
As the **Millennium Ring** changed hands, the barrier that Mahad had previously set up to shield the stone tablet spirit dispersed into nothingness. After the magic storm subsided, Bakura did not hesitate to summon **Diabound Kernel**, which had disappeared earlier, to guard himself.
Having experienced such a dangerous situation just now was enough. Although he felt his attack had definitely defeated Mahad, the cautious Bakura felt it was very necessary to summon **Diabound Kernel** immediately just in case.
Not far from Mahad, the **Magician of Black Chaos**, which had also been shielded earlier, revealed its figure. However, perhaps out of spite, **Diabound Kernel**, under Bakura's command, immediately attacked it, now deprived of Mahad's support. The **Magician of Black Chaos** was defeated not far from Mahad, its figure flickering as if it could shatter and die at any moment.
Mahad's blood slowly flowed down the wall, pooling and inching towards the fallen **Magician of Black Chaos**.
'Can you hear me, **Magician of Black Chaos**...?'
His body couldn't move, and his thought was nearing stagnation, but Mahad's soul was burning brightly, calling out to the **Magician of Black Chaos**. 'If the Pharaoh knew I died, would he be sad? In the end, it seems I couldn't surpass Isis's prevision, and I'm about to die here...'
'My body is so cold, why is it so cold... my heart can no longer beat...'
Mahad was gradually losing his concentration. Although he was trying hard to think of what else he could do, his mind kept wandering. Various memories of the past flashed before his eyes, finally stopping at a mechanism he had prepared in this underground area.
'I... I remember now. If I press that mechanism, this place will collapse, and The Bandit's life will disappear with mine. However, even though I'm putting in a lot of effort now, my consciousness also seems to be on the verge of dispersing...'
'You seem to be the same, **Magician of Black Chaos**. That attack just now seems to have destroyed the tablet you were residing in from a thousand miles away, and you're also slowly dispersing in the same way...'
Mahad's blood got closer and closer to the **Magician of Black Chaos**. Just as Mahad thought, more than half of the **Magician of Black Chaos**'s body was covered in cracks, and various parts were shattering and dropping like a broken clay doll.
That last remaining bit of mystical power was desperately squeezed out by Mahad, injecting into his blood, flowing towards the **Magician of Black Chaos**: 'Then you do it for me, **Magician of Black Chaos**. I give you everything I have.'
'My intellect is yours to use, my remaining life is yours to consume completely, I give it all to you...'
The flowing blood, carrying Mahad's last mystical power, last will, and last obsession, touched the **Magician of Black Chaos**, which was on the verge of complete collapse. Mahad, with his last power, cried out: 'Respond to me, **Magician of Black Chaos**!'
The next instant, within the Underground Tomb, a light beam of mystical power shot up into the sky!
"What's going on!" Bakura, startled like a bird, immediately hid behind **Diabound Kernel**, whose wings fully covered and protected Bakura. Through the hollowed-out wings, Bakura saw the light beam shatter something above the Tomb, his face filled with surprise and doubt. "What kind of power is this?"
One after another, huge, glass-like fragments fell from the air and sank into the ground. Amidst this rain of fragments, the environment that Bakura had thought was "King Aknamkanon's Tomb" changed. From a Tomb filled with burials, it became a bottomless Abyss, with only a single path to stand on in the very center.
The light beam connecting the ground below and the area above gradually shrank, revealing the wall where Mahad's trace was no longer present. Only the **Magician of Black Chaos** remained, its back turned to Bakura.
"That Mahad, disappeared? Is he trying to scare me even after he's dead? Heh heh." Saying this contemptuously, Bakura raised an eyebrow when he noticed the **Magician of Black Chaos**. "Strange, why does that stone tablet monster still exist now that Mahad is dead?"
"Hmph, it doesn't matter. I'll just defeat you and absorb you while I'm at it." Pointing at the **Magician of Black Chaos**, Bakura was about to order, "**Diabound Kernel**, attack---"
However, at that moment, the **Magician of Black Chaos** raised its head, revealing the appearance beneath its mage robe. For an instant, Bakura froze in place, disbelief on his face at what he saw.
Because beneath the **Magician of Black Chaos**'s hat, the face revealed was not the abstract phantom appearance it had before, but Mahad's face!
At this moment, it was impossible to refer to the opponent as either the **Magician of Black Chaos** or Mahad. Bakura blurted out: "**Dark Magician**?!"
"You, Mahad, you actually turned yourself into a spirit!?"
"That's right, Thief Bakura. You are the Pharaoh's enemy. For the future that the Pharaoh dreams of, I will defeat you here, even if it means sacrificing my life and soul." The **Dark Magician** raised the staff in its hand and released an attack at a speed even faster than when Mahad and the **Magician of Black Chaos** worked together before. "Don't think you can escape from here!"
**Diabound Kernel** attempted to intercept this attack with its wings, but to its and Bakura's surprise, the power of the magic, like its casting speed, was boosted. **Diabound Kernel**, which had absorbed the power of Hayato's **Drytron Meteonis Draconids** and Dark Yugi's **Obelisk the Tormentor**, was actually no match for this attack and was directly blasted away, smashing into the wall!
"Boom!"
At this moment, the **Dark Magician**'s power had already surpassed a god!
"**Diabound Kernel**, persist!" Bakura shouted at **Diabound Kernel**, but the latter wasn't some heaven-defying existence like Pikachu. After being hit by the **Dark Magician**'s attack, it was almost destroyed again. However, it was just a tiny bit short of being truly destroyed.
Having experienced the battle in the Royal Palace, the **Dark Magician** had already formed a conjecture about the opponent's ability based on **Diabound Kernel**'s changes before and after. It did not use its full power to defeat that monster, to avoid its own power being stolen and imitated. After incapacitating **Diabound Kernel**, it decisively swung its staff at Bakura, who no longer had a monster for defense.
A magic bullet formed at the tip of the staff, about to be fired to defeat Bakura, but at that moment, Bakura suddenly grabbed the **Millennium Ring** on his chest and raised it: "You bastard, you'd even turn everything you have into a spirit just to defeat me!? It won't be that easy!"
"I'll use your move against you!"
Just like the move Mahad used before, a domain to dispel spirits opened centered around the **Millennium Ring**. However, under Bakura's control, it completely avoided covering the defeated **Diabound Kernel**, instead stopping precisely after enveloping the **Dark Magician**.
"Ugh!" In an instant, the **Dark Magician**'s state became extremely poor, almost dropping its staff and kneeling on the ground. The magic bullet at the tip of the staff flickered like a flickering candle.
The **Dark Magician**, a fusion of a human and a stone tablet spirit, certainly extended the lives of Mahad and the **Magician of Black Chaos**, which were on the verge of disappearing at any moment, and greatly boosted their power. But at the same time, the **Dark Magician** also became a special lifeform that was neither human nor spirit. Although it wasn't directly swept away by the domain that dispels spirits, it wasn't far from death either.
"Hoho, a nice move, although its applicability is very poor and there will hardly be any other situations where it can be used. But I'll still commend you for teaching me this move." Bakura said proudly, holding the glowing **Millennium Ring**. "As expected, this thing has the best synergy with me. Even a move you spent over ten years researching, I can master in an instant."
"Converting yourself into a spirit means that while gaining power, you also become an existence bound by shackles. Was the benefit the Pharaoh gave you that great? Why are you risking your life?"
While speaking, Bakura drew a dagger and approached the kneeling **Dark Magician** with arrogant steps, intending to finish the opponent himself.
Of course, actually, Bakura only had this one choice. **Diabound Kernel** couldn't move due to the domain's existence, but it didn't matter. Bakura felt that the **Dark Magician** couldn't exert much power within this domain anyway.
As expected, struggling to raise its arm, the **Dark Magician** fired the almost unsustainable magic bullet at Bakura, who was approaching it, but it was easily dodged due to its overly slow speed and pitiful size.
"Tsk tsk tsk, still struggling, idiot?" Bakura said proudly, watching the **Dark Magician**'s arm drop powerlessly after he dodged its attack. "Muda Muda Muda, without the enhancement of spirit power, you only have the last remnants of mystical power from when you were human. How could such mystical power kill a person?"
While saying this, Bakura was about to raise his arm and swing the dagger.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing Bakura's words, the **Dark Magician**'s lips curled up: "Who says you can't kill a person without mystical power?"
"Look closely, Thief Bakura! From the very beginning, I wasn't attacking you, but that spot!"
Following the **Dark Magician**'s words, Bakura turned his head sharply, but saw the magic bullet he had dodged earlier moving slowly and firmly forward. Under his watching eyes, it precisely hit a flame that Mahad had released from the very beginning and that **Diabound Kernel** had pushed away.
The flame, upon touching the mystical power, was struck into the air in an instant. Bakura then also saw countless canisters spread throughout the area above, which he hadn't seen before and didn't know when they had been placed there. A strong smell of fuel emanated from them!
He had been tricked! Because of the sea of fire Mahad had set up at the beginning, he had smelled the scent back then, but had always thought it was coming from the underground instead of overhead!
The moment the flame touched that spot, it would likely cause a huge explosion, completely blowing this place up!
"Only realizing it now? Too slow, Thief Bakura!" the **Dark Magician** explained. "I set up an illusion from the start, and it extended not just here, but all the way outside!"
"King Aknamkanon's Tomb? No, this is a Magic Training Ground. Long ago, it stored numerous reserves of fuel for Magic Apprentices to practice spells. I collected all of it and arranged it overhead, and used illusion to make you and your subordinates think this was the Pharaoh's Tomb!"
"You, who fundamentally didn't learn your lesson, left your stone tablet spirit's side once again, didn't you!"
"Mahad, you schemed against me!" Bakura said with an angry expression, running backward regardless of everything, trying to get closer to **Diabound Kernel** for protection, shouting loudly, "Onore Mahad!"
"Let the flames purify everything, Thief Bakura, and let's enter the Abyss of death together!" Mahad looked at the oil canisters overhead and clenched his palm tightly. "Hah!"
In an instant, a violent explosion became everything that existed in this underground area. The rock walls and ground were completely destroyed in a flash. **Diabound Kernel** and Bakura were struck together into the endless Abyss below before they could meet up. The **Dark Magician**'s figure also dispersed in the flames.
'I'm sorry, Pharaoh, I cannot continue to complete the unfinished tasks. Allow me to be slightly presumptuous and call you Prince one last time here...'
'I believe that one day, the future you described to me will arrive. It's just a pity, I won't be able to see that future...'
'If there is an opportunity, I am willing to once again be your loyal servant. This experience can definitely be used next time...'
"Boom!"
Mahad Arc, End
Hayato Arc, Grandly Serialized
(End of Chapter)
Just now, Mahad noticed a poisonous snake near the Prince and Mana under a tree. The two, engrossed in play, didn't notice the snake's existence at all, which startled and provoked the poisonous snake. Seeing this, Mahad decisively pushed away the Prince, who had been targeted by the poisonous snake, but he himself was bitten by the poisonous snake.
Mana, the youngest of the three, was instantly scared to tears. The Prince was also visibly shaken, but still worried about Mahad's condition.
Although Mahad endured the sharp pain and put on an expression as if nothing was wrong, upon seeing the blood flowing from the wound where Mahad was bitten by the poisonous snake, the Prince ignored Mahad's resistance and his own safety, forcefully using his mouth to suck out the poisonous blood from Mahad's wound.
Hearing Mahad's words, the Prince spat the poisonous blood onto the nearby grassland, looked at Mahad, and said, "But Mahad, how am I different from you? The blood in your body is red, and the same bright red blood flows through my body."
"Prince, Pharaoh, or whatever, we are all the same."
"Prince..." Mahad looked at the Prince before him, words caught in his throat, his heart filled with emotion.
"Mahad, I've always believed that one day there will be a world where everyone can live freely, regardless of status." The Prince reached out to Mahad, "So, let's start with us, and together create that world."
The scene before him became blurry. Mahad's line of sight returned to the Underground Tomb. His body was completely immobile, embedded in the wall by the previous attack. All the power in his body was drained as blood flowed heavily from his chest, and his head felt heavy, about to faint into eternal sleep.
'Was I just now recalling the past?' Mahad wanted to show a bitter smile, but at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to twitch his lips. 'Speaking of which, what was I trying to say to the Prince back then? Ah, right, I actually wanted to say that magic would be more effective than using your mouth.'
'It's just a pity, I won't be able to create that world with you anymore, Prince... no, Pharaoh.'
His eyes, gradually losing focus, saw Bakura holding the **Millennium Ring** and laughing. Mahad held onto his last will, squeezing out the last mystical power from every part of his body. 'It seems it's time to use that forbidden secret technique...'
As the **Millennium Ring** changed hands, the barrier that Mahad had previously set up to shield the stone tablet spirit dispersed into nothingness. After the magic storm subsided, Bakura did not hesitate to summon **Diabound Kernel**, which had disappeared earlier, to guard himself.
Having experienced such a dangerous situation just now was enough. Although he felt his attack had definitely defeated Mahad, the cautious Bakura felt it was very necessary to summon **Diabound Kernel** immediately just in case.
Not far from Mahad, the **Magician of Black Chaos**, which had also been shielded earlier, revealed its figure. However, perhaps out of spite, **Diabound Kernel**, under Bakura's command, immediately attacked it, now deprived of Mahad's support. The **Magician of Black Chaos** was defeated not far from Mahad, its figure flickering as if it could shatter and die at any moment.
Mahad's blood slowly flowed down the wall, pooling and inching towards the fallen **Magician of Black Chaos**.
'Can you hear me, **Magician of Black Chaos**...?'
His body couldn't move, and his thought was nearing stagnation, but Mahad's soul was burning brightly, calling out to the **Magician of Black Chaos**. 'If the Pharaoh knew I died, would he be sad? In the end, it seems I couldn't surpass Isis's prevision, and I'm about to die here...'
'My body is so cold, why is it so cold... my heart can no longer beat...'
Mahad was gradually losing his concentration. Although he was trying hard to think of what else he could do, his mind kept wandering. Various memories of the past flashed before his eyes, finally stopping at a mechanism he had prepared in this underground area.
'I... I remember now. If I press that mechanism, this place will collapse, and The Bandit's life will disappear with mine. However, even though I'm putting in a lot of effort now, my consciousness also seems to be on the verge of dispersing...'
'You seem to be the same, **Magician of Black Chaos**. That attack just now seems to have destroyed the tablet you were residing in from a thousand miles away, and you're also slowly dispersing in the same way...'
Mahad's blood got closer and closer to the **Magician of Black Chaos**. Just as Mahad thought, more than half of the **Magician of Black Chaos**'s body was covered in cracks, and various parts were shattering and dropping like a broken clay doll.
That last remaining bit of mystical power was desperately squeezed out by Mahad, injecting into his blood, flowing towards the **Magician of Black Chaos**: 'Then you do it for me, **Magician of Black Chaos**. I give you everything I have.'
'My intellect is yours to use, my remaining life is yours to consume completely, I give it all to you...'
The flowing blood, carrying Mahad's last mystical power, last will, and last obsession, touched the **Magician of Black Chaos**, which was on the verge of complete collapse. Mahad, with his last power, cried out: 'Respond to me, **Magician of Black Chaos**!'
The next instant, within the Underground Tomb, a light beam of mystical power shot up into the sky!
"What's going on!" Bakura, startled like a bird, immediately hid behind **Diabound Kernel**, whose wings fully covered and protected Bakura. Through the hollowed-out wings, Bakura saw the light beam shatter something above the Tomb, his face filled with surprise and doubt. "What kind of power is this?"
One after another, huge, glass-like fragments fell from the air and sank into the ground. Amidst this rain of fragments, the environment that Bakura had thought was "King Aknamkanon's Tomb" changed. From a Tomb filled with burials, it became a bottomless Abyss, with only a single path to stand on in the very center.
The light beam connecting the ground below and the area above gradually shrank, revealing the wall where Mahad's trace was no longer present. Only the **Magician of Black Chaos** remained, its back turned to Bakura.
"That Mahad, disappeared? Is he trying to scare me even after he's dead? Heh heh." Saying this contemptuously, Bakura raised an eyebrow when he noticed the **Magician of Black Chaos**. "Strange, why does that stone tablet monster still exist now that Mahad is dead?"
"Hmph, it doesn't matter. I'll just defeat you and absorb you while I'm at it." Pointing at the **Magician of Black Chaos**, Bakura was about to order, "**Diabound Kernel**, attack---"
However, at that moment, the **Magician of Black Chaos** raised its head, revealing the appearance beneath its mage robe. For an instant, Bakura froze in place, disbelief on his face at what he saw.
Because beneath the **Magician of Black Chaos**'s hat, the face revealed was not the abstract phantom appearance it had before, but Mahad's face!
At this moment, it was impossible to refer to the opponent as either the **Magician of Black Chaos** or Mahad. Bakura blurted out: "**Dark Magician**?!"
"You, Mahad, you actually turned yourself into a spirit!?"
"That's right, Thief Bakura. You are the Pharaoh's enemy. For the future that the Pharaoh dreams of, I will defeat you here, even if it means sacrificing my life and soul." The **Dark Magician** raised the staff in its hand and released an attack at a speed even faster than when Mahad and the **Magician of Black Chaos** worked together before. "Don't think you can escape from here!"
**Diabound Kernel** attempted to intercept this attack with its wings, but to its and Bakura's surprise, the power of the magic, like its casting speed, was boosted. **Diabound Kernel**, which had absorbed the power of Hayato's **Drytron Meteonis Draconids** and Dark Yugi's **Obelisk the Tormentor**, was actually no match for this attack and was directly blasted away, smashing into the wall!
"Boom!"
At this moment, the **Dark Magician**'s power had already surpassed a god!
"**Diabound Kernel**, persist!" Bakura shouted at **Diabound Kernel**, but the latter wasn't some heaven-defying existence like Pikachu. After being hit by the **Dark Magician**'s attack, it was almost destroyed again. However, it was just a tiny bit short of being truly destroyed.
Having experienced the battle in the Royal Palace, the **Dark Magician** had already formed a conjecture about the opponent's ability based on **Diabound Kernel**'s changes before and after. It did not use its full power to defeat that monster, to avoid its own power being stolen and imitated. After incapacitating **Diabound Kernel**, it decisively swung its staff at Bakura, who no longer had a monster for defense.
A magic bullet formed at the tip of the staff, about to be fired to defeat Bakura, but at that moment, Bakura suddenly grabbed the **Millennium Ring** on his chest and raised it: "You bastard, you'd even turn everything you have into a spirit just to defeat me!? It won't be that easy!"
"I'll use your move against you!"
Just like the move Mahad used before, a domain to dispel spirits opened centered around the **Millennium Ring**. However, under Bakura's control, it completely avoided covering the defeated **Diabound Kernel**, instead stopping precisely after enveloping the **Dark Magician**.
"Ugh!" In an instant, the **Dark Magician**'s state became extremely poor, almost dropping its staff and kneeling on the ground. The magic bullet at the tip of the staff flickered like a flickering candle.
The **Dark Magician**, a fusion of a human and a stone tablet spirit, certainly extended the lives of Mahad and the **Magician of Black Chaos**, which were on the verge of disappearing at any moment, and greatly boosted their power. But at the same time, the **Dark Magician** also became a special lifeform that was neither human nor spirit. Although it wasn't directly swept away by the domain that dispels spirits, it wasn't far from death either.
"Hoho, a nice move, although its applicability is very poor and there will hardly be any other situations where it can be used. But I'll still commend you for teaching me this move." Bakura said proudly, holding the glowing **Millennium Ring**. "As expected, this thing has the best synergy with me. Even a move you spent over ten years researching, I can master in an instant."
"Converting yourself into a spirit means that while gaining power, you also become an existence bound by shackles. Was the benefit the Pharaoh gave you that great? Why are you risking your life?"
While speaking, Bakura drew a dagger and approached the kneeling **Dark Magician** with arrogant steps, intending to finish the opponent himself.
Of course, actually, Bakura only had this one choice. **Diabound Kernel** couldn't move due to the domain's existence, but it didn't matter. Bakura felt that the **Dark Magician** couldn't exert much power within this domain anyway.
As expected, struggling to raise its arm, the **Dark Magician** fired the almost unsustainable magic bullet at Bakura, who was approaching it, but it was easily dodged due to its overly slow speed and pitiful size.
"Tsk tsk tsk, still struggling, idiot?" Bakura said proudly, watching the **Dark Magician**'s arm drop powerlessly after he dodged its attack. "Muda Muda Muda, without the enhancement of spirit power, you only have the last remnants of mystical power from when you were human. How could such mystical power kill a person?"
While saying this, Bakura was about to raise his arm and swing the dagger.
Unexpectedly, upon hearing Bakura's words, the **Dark Magician**'s lips curled up: "Who says you can't kill a person without mystical power?"
"Look closely, Thief Bakura! From the very beginning, I wasn't attacking you, but that spot!"
Following the **Dark Magician**'s words, Bakura turned his head sharply, but saw the magic bullet he had dodged earlier moving slowly and firmly forward. Under his watching eyes, it precisely hit a flame that Mahad had released from the very beginning and that **Diabound Kernel** had pushed away.
The flame, upon touching the mystical power, was struck into the air in an instant. Bakura then also saw countless canisters spread throughout the area above, which he hadn't seen before and didn't know when they had been placed there. A strong smell of fuel emanated from them!
He had been tricked! Because of the sea of fire Mahad had set up at the beginning, he had smelled the scent back then, but had always thought it was coming from the underground instead of overhead!
The moment the flame touched that spot, it would likely cause a huge explosion, completely blowing this place up!
"Only realizing it now? Too slow, Thief Bakura!" the **Dark Magician** explained. "I set up an illusion from the start, and it extended not just here, but all the way outside!"
"King Aknamkanon's Tomb? No, this is a Magic Training Ground. Long ago, it stored numerous reserves of fuel for Magic Apprentices to practice spells. I collected all of it and arranged it overhead, and used illusion to make you and your subordinates think this was the Pharaoh's Tomb!"
"You, who fundamentally didn't learn your lesson, left your stone tablet spirit's side once again, didn't you!"
"Mahad, you schemed against me!" Bakura said with an angry expression, running backward regardless of everything, trying to get closer to **Diabound Kernel** for protection, shouting loudly, "Onore Mahad!"
"Let the flames purify everything, Thief Bakura, and let's enter the Abyss of death together!" Mahad looked at the oil canisters overhead and clenched his palm tightly. "Hah!"
In an instant, a violent explosion became everything that existed in this underground area. The rock walls and ground were completely destroyed in a flash. **Diabound Kernel** and Bakura were struck together into the endless Abyss below before they could meet up. The **Dark Magician**'s figure also dispersed in the flames.
'I'm sorry, Pharaoh, I cannot continue to complete the unfinished tasks. Allow me to be slightly presumptuous and call you Prince one last time here...'
'I believe that one day, the future you described to me will arrive. It's just a pity, I won't be able to see that future...'
'If there is an opportunity, I am willing to once again be your loyal servant. This experience can definitely be used next time...'
"Boom!"
Mahad Arc, End
Hayato Arc, Grandly Serialized
(End of Chapter)
