Despite not letting it show on her face, in her truest heart Ram had been struck with admiration.
Unlike the fools for whom it was a cliche to baselessly claim that they knew themselves the best, Ram truly had a complete understanding of herself.
Losing the horn of the Oni tribe, Ram’s body, which became『Hornless』, was under the threat of being crushed by an enormous burden on a daily basis. Thus, Ram placed shackles onto her own consciousness.
Normally, when she worked as a servant she did everything with those shackles on.
At times there were situations of emergency, and she had no choice but to utilize magic and do away with the situation. On those instances she unfastened one shackle and allowed herself a bare minimum utilisation of magic.
And, in circumstances which couldn’t be sorted despite that, she unfastened two shackles, and though only in short decisive battles, Ram demonstrated about twenty percent of her original strength.
That was around what she had done when she had faced and fought Garfiel in the『Sanctuary』approximately a year and a half ago.
Ram had confidence, that that was the maximum strength she could bring out as『Hornless』, and her body wouldn’t be able to endure any further and become disabled.
Those shackles, a double-edged sword, right now, had already been unfastened that much by Ram.
“ーーーー”
At that moment, an unusual vacillation distorted Ram’s innermost heart.
As aforementioned, Ram perfectly understood herself.
For her, this absence of feeling recoil after fighting this much was something which hadn’t happened to her ever since she was truly a child, around ten years of age.
Should the recoil of having fought this much rebound, Ram’s head would ache as if fissuring, she would incessantly bleed from her nose or her eyes, so she must prepare herself for her body being rendered unusable for some duration.
That wasn’t present here. ーーBecause it was flowing into Subaru, whom she had collective destiny with.
Ram: “……If this takes too long, Barusu will die, isn’t it.”
If everything was going by as they had discussed, then about now Subaru must be making efforts in order to deal with the rampaging Shaula, or the advancing hordes of Witch Beasts.
With him was Beatrice, and perhaps Meili. ーーEmilia, who made her memories throb, headed for the upper storeys of the tower, and perhaps was putting up a fierce struggle as a solitary force.
Mysteriously, some part of that positive, silver haired girl made her curious. Without question, she was someone whose hand Ram must’ve held multiple times and guided, before she got her『Name』stolen.
Each and every single one of them, were helpless and unreliable without Ram.
Henceforthーー,
Ram: “Kindly endure with the intent to die, Barusu. ーーRem will cry, otherwise.”
Yes, hurling those inaudible words, Ram unfastened her third shackle, after an interval of ten years-Arc 6, Chapter 82
But alright.
