The next day, as Liebe was ready to head out, Isurugi said, "Sir, it's about time we left."
Liebe said, "Wait a minute, Isurugi. I have something to show you in the forge."
Isurugi said, "Of course."
As they went to the forge, Liebe said, "Isurugi, this is my personal armor called the 'Drop of Black.' But the thing is, this armor has blade bits that can work independently based on this Mask of Ifrit, mythical model: Ananke. It also grants the elements of fire, water, wind, earth, and lightning. Yet the mana drain is quite considerable. But based on your battle data, I have made this armor: the Hellswheel Incarnate. Rather than blade bits, it has the Verde System. It works like a shift—whenever you feel like it, it changes between offense and defence. When you are in offensive mode, your attacks hit harder, while in defence mode it can stand up to almost any attack. Whenever you switch modes, the stat increase doesn't change, and rather… the mode switch can be done up to 12 times, with a total attack and defence increase of 60% attack and 60% defence."
Isurugi said, "And what's the blade, sir?"
Liebe said, "The Verde Buster Blade. And because of the fact you are the only one with dual magic attributes, you can draw out the full power of this armor."
Isurugi said, "Can I try it?"
Liebe said, "Thought you'd never ask. Let's step outside."
As they battled outside, even at stage 2, the armor was no match for Liebe. After the battle, Isurugi said, "Even with this, I can't beat you, sir."
Liebe said, "But still, I figured out some key information. Now I can use it to fine-tune the armor to be compatible to you. Master it."
Isurugi said, "Of course, sir."
Iris said, "Liebe, have a moment?"
Liebe said, "Sure."
Iris said, "Well, the thing is… I don't think I can join the World Championship with you guys."
Liebe said, "Why? What happened?"
Iris said, "Actually, I have a problem—a genetic disease. I need blood transfusions every week."
Liebe said, "Interesting. And what do you require for the transfusions?"
Iris said, "Same blood group and about 45% similarity in magic attribute."
Liebe said, "Interesting. And what exactly is your blood group?"
Iris said, "B-negative."
Liebe said, "Okay, then. You can most probably join us."
Iris said, "How?"
Liebe said, "Licht is B-negative, and your attributes are similar. So maybe he can give you blood."
Iris said, "How? Isn't he one of our top combatants? If he gives blood…"
Liebe said, "Don't worry, the dude's a bleeding heart. But can I take a few drops to get it checked in the lab?"
Iris said, "Sure."
As Liebe took a few samples, Liebe said, "This should be enough."
Iris said, "By the way, have you heard? Olivia has been selected by one of the demons of the Ars Goetia."
Liebe said, "Really? Which demon?"
Iris said, "Morax."
Liebe said, "Interesting. She might just affect our lineup."
Iris said, "Looks like she will be more useful than me."
Liebe said, "Don't say stuff like that. Making use of both of you is my job as the leader."
Iris said, "I can't even fly."
Liebe said, "Don't worry. I can teach you—or, better yet, Licht can, since, you know, he is faster and all."
Iris said, "Okay, then."
Liebe said, "Is 7 p.m. okay?"
Iris said, "Sure."
As Liebe was struck by lightning and burned to a crisp, Álfrinn said, "You will not go around seducing women."
Liebe said, "Sorry, sir."
Álfrinn said, "Repeat after me: 'My heart only belongs to Lady Alysa.'"
Liebe said, "My heart only belongs to Alysa."
As Álfrinn dragged him by the leg, Lilith said, "Who are you, and why are you dragging Liebe?"
Álfrinn said, "My business with the half-breed does not concern you, dumber hare-brain."
Lilith said, "Say that again."
Liebe said, "Everyone, please calm down. I'm sure we can resolve this by talking."
Álfrinn said, "Shut up, hare-brain."
Lilith said, "Looks like I have to bring you down a few notches."
Álfrinn said, "I couldn't care less."
Liebe said, "Captain, please save me! And let's train again at 5 p.m.!"
Lilith said, "Sure."
As he was dragged by Álfrinn, Lilith said, "Wait—did he just ask for help?"
Liebe Faust has chosen his heart over the will of the hero.
Vanadis Eilífa Áin can't nurture him any further. The world's yearning for Liebe will never cease to exist. Only an ocean of tears is required to birth that hero—the one whose will will rise above the gods.