301 – Intrusion (3)
“Oh my…”
A public training area in the main building where refugees gather.
The host of the performance, possessed by the devil, grabbed his head and stood up.
Because of the situation, the makeup on his face was still on and he was frowning.
‘Why does my head hurt so much?’
As expected, Sivar struck the back of his head with an axe. It’s strange that it doesn’t hurt.
Of course, the host didn’t even have the energy to know that and just rubbed the back of his head. Even though it hurts, it hurts so much.
“Are you awake?”
A man’s voice reached the host’s ears. The host closed his eyes tightly and slowly opened them.
As my blurry vision gradually became brighter, I was able to see the owner of the voice. A solid look with his short hair.
It was Marlboro, an academy professor who had originally planned to spend a happy day with his family.
“Ah, yes. I’m coming to my senses… But why am I here… I’m so sure…”
The host was confused. Because I didn’t understand everything.
Marlboro understood his feelings. Didn’t Shivar forcefully hit him in the back of the head?
I don’t know why, but seeing him so confused, there must be a reason. What is more important than that is the monster.
“I’ll explain it to you later. Relax for now. There are monsters outside.”
“Monster? What on earth…”
“As I just said, I will explain it to you slowly. First, I will bring an acquaintance with me.”
“Acquaintance? “What kind of acquaintances are you talking about?”
In response to the host’s question, Marlboro gave a puzzled look. It looks like he was hit on the head too hard.
Should I call it short-term memory loss? This often happens when a strong impact is delivered to the head.
In this case, it is better to give a rough explanation. At this, Marlboro opened his mouth.
“Do you know Warden? I heard he wears a wide-brimmed hat and is an acquaintance of yours.”
I saw it firsthand when I fled with the refugees. The sight of an old man named Warden shouting loudly.
However, the host tilted his head and asked a question as if he had no idea what was going on.
“I’m not sure. Is this your first time hearing this name?”
“Um…”
Marlboro thought about those words for a moment and then shrugged her shoulders.
“It looks like the shock was severe.”
It seems that Sibar hit him harder than expected.
*****
The magic power of indigo is said to be the second strongest after purple.
However, even if the color is the same indigo, the force varies greatly depending on the individual’s characteristics.
Above all, it is not difficult to awaken as long as you realize the laws of heaven. What is most important is enlightenment.
Through enlightenment, the number of things expands significantly, but it is rare for an individual’s power to increase dramatically.
A person who was strong from the beginning becomes strong even after gaining enlightenment. In particular, most humans tend to start with blue.
In order to be promoted from blue to dark blue, it takes experience and effort that an ordinary person cannot even imagine.
Lord, who holds the title of Sword Saint, is a very strong being even among the indigo, simply in terms of ‘powerlessness’.
-Wow!
“Ugh!”
With one clean cut, the hem of Rust’s dress was cut off.
It maintained its original shape despite Shivar’s ax blows, but was cut off with a single attack.
However, as the clothes were a kind of devil that was treated as a body, it did not take long for him to completely recover.
-Tadat!
Rhodes’ attack didn’t end there. His new model his his disappeared from Rust’s sight
It disappeared from sight with just a few steps. Rust urgently traced his magical power
A technology that virtually ignores space constraints, called the axial method. Therefore, it is better to track magical power rather than the naked eye.
We managed to catch him after that, but it was a bit late. The sword held in the Lord’s right hand is rising from below.
-Clap!
I quickly raised my arm to block it, but it acted as a handshake. Rust’s wrist was cut off cleanly and left floating in the air.
Incredible speed along with powerful attack power. Moreover, for Rust, this is a close combat that is no different from rat poison.
We’ll have to increase the distance somehow. She jumped high before even repairing her cut wrist.
-Stop!
“?!”
But strangely enough, my body stopped before I could jump high. She opened her eyes and lowered her head.
I felt like I was getting caught on something, so I looked down and saw what this was.
The sword that Rod had been holding in his right hand just moments ago was stuck in the ground through the dress.
It looks like he’s already taken steps to prevent himself from flying. It feels like playing in the palm of your hand.
“It’s too late to judge.”
-Clap.
While Rust was panicking, Rod grabbed the bloody greatsword that was floating behind his back.
After holding the great sword with both hands, he cut Rust’s body diagonally to cut it into pieces.
It was not a ignorant cut like Sibar, but a clean cut without any unnecessary details.
“Move!”
-Paaat!
Rust, who sensed that her life was in danger, shouted urgently. With that shout, Rust’s appearance disappeared in an instant.
Rod’s diagonal slash naturally had no choice but to cut into the air. There is only a sword stuck on the floor.
Rod turned his head to her with an indifferent expression. When she turned her head, Rust was standing with a nervous look on his face.
“It’s a movement magic… I thought it was a lost magic, but it still remains. Does that mean it’s a devil after all?”
“Wow… Gasp…”
“Space-related magic and technology have one thing in common: they consume a lot of magical energy.”
This is actually true. In reality, Rust’s appearance his using Blink was not very good.
He was breathing so hard, it looked like he was about to get exhausted at any moment. I’ve used too much magic power so far.
‘If only it weren’t for the damn gulag…!’
She frowned. She used a significant amount of magical power due to the lightning that Kara used just now.
If she had been alone, she had no choice but to use herself inefficiently to protect Sivar.
To make matters worse, there was a series of matches against Road. She is not strong in interpersonal combat.
‘I’ll just fly and watch the situation first.’
-Flutter
Rust slowly flies into the sky, flapping her dress. Rod watched quietly.
Even Rod can ‘walk’ in the sky if he puts his mind to it. But if that happens, her magical power consumption will be extreme.
-Tup!
So he grabbed Ragnarok from behind.
-Paang!
I just threw it straight away. The ax rotates at an incredible speed and flies towards Rust.
However, unlike the ground, the air can move up, down, left and right. She avoided it by lightly opening her body.
“Beautiful flower. Blooming…”
The right to attack was finally given. It was just as she was in a hurry to use her magic.
-Quaak!!
“What?!”
Suddenly, a terrible pain came from my back. If I hadn’t been careful, I would have lost my mind.
Rust urgently looked at the back of her. Clearly, Ragnarok, which had been flying far away just moments ago, was deeply embedded.
‘What, what? I definitely wasn’t going to come back…!’
I know there is an engraving on Ragnarok. However, it is close to recovery.
It won’t have as much torque as it does now. Moreover, it was not a weapon that returned like a boomerang.
There is will in the weapon. There was no other way to explain it other than this.
-Seeing!
-Whoo!
Not only Ragnarok, but all kinds of weapons attacked Rust from all sides. Each weapon is imbued with the will of the Lord.
The public, which was supposed to be safe, has actually become the most dangerous place. Rust frowned and flew high into the sky.
‘How far are they following me?!’
Even if the scope is wide, it is too wide. There was no sign of falling at all.
Still, as Rod just said, techniques that ignore spatial constraints consume a lot of magical energy.
If you keep going like this, it will stop. You can aim for that moment and plan a counterattack…
-Clap!
“Oh?”
…But Rod didn’t even give him a chance to do that. Rust suddenly felt empty and looked down.
His leg was cut off from the thigh and was falling off. And on the ground, the rod is in a pose that looks like it was cut with a sword.
Rust turned his head tightly, not even bothering to feel the pain of his leg and his being torn off.
It hit her right.
‘It takes a lot of magical power to repair the leg. I have to attach it somehow…’
A severed leg can be regenerated. However, it is much better to connect it directly.
Thoughts were long, actions were short. She quickly descended as the weapons chased her from behind.
As I thought longer, my legs were gradually getting closer to the ground. Still, you can catch enough.
– Suddenly!
“Wow!”
And it’s not a load to miss. Rust barely twisted her body to avoid Lord’s attack.
If I had done it wrong this time, her head would have fallen off. If the neck falls, it will be the heart next.
Fortunately, it was a burdensome attack for Rod himself, so he didn’t fly any further.
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-Seeing! Hiss!
Instead, a huge amount of sword energy just flew out. A power that puts your life in danger the moment you get cut once.
However, Rust dodged each attack and descended to her ground. Now she can pick up her legs with just a little more movement.
Eventually, just as her severed leg was getting close to the ground, Rust also reached within reach of her.
‘Now just a little more…!’
-Whisk!
“Huh?”
But Rust was never able to get her legs and her her back her. Just as she was trying to grab it, someone snatched her leg.
A person walking away with black hair, not red hair.
Here, Rust is the only one with black hair.
“I’ll take it.”
Before she knew it, it was Sivar who had come to her senses. After watching the fight with Rod, she sensed that an opportunity had come and went forward.
She knew that her legs were important to Rust, as much as he knew her her demonic traits.
“Hey, dear…?”
Rust looked at Sivar with a vain expression. It’s the kind of look in your eyes that is difficult to explain.
But that emotion wasted a few seconds. It’s a complete defeat.
-Quad!
“·······!”
Rod rushed forward and plunged his sword into Rust’s abdomen. It is a great sword of fresh blood that was chasing Rust just a moment ago.
Eventually, he used his strength to drive them into the ground, then inserted swords into each arm, completely blocking their movement.
The remaining weapons were fastened to the dress instead of the legs. She can’t move anymore.
“Cough! Cough! Cough…!”
Rust, black blood pouring out of her mouth. But there was no sign of pain.
Only utility and despair. The indigo blue eyes contained her indescribable emotions.
“It’s over now.”
“··· ···”
Rod approaches the fallen Rust. However, Rust’s eyes were still focused on Sivar.
Did you read the emotions in those eyes? Sivar slowly approached while embracing Rust’s severed legs
She did what she had to do, but her true feelings of discomfort were evident on her face.
“It’s over, right?”
“Okay. It’s over.”
“It’s as tough as a devil.”
Kara approached after the slightly hesitant answers of Sivar and Rod.
There is no room to run away from Rust, who has been completely subdued. Now all that’s left is to quietly wait for death.
“······Honey.”
Rust quietly called out to Sivar. He looks like he’s about to cry.
In response, Rod lifted the Usk curved sword in his hand. It looks like a sword will be put in his mouth at any moment.
Sivar was started by the force and stretched out his hand. It is a gesture asking you to wait a moment.
“Now, wait a minute, grandfather.”
“Hmm?”
“Well, so…”
Sivar started to fidget while holding Rust’s leg. He doesn’t seem to understand why he stopped.
While Rod was puzzled by that appearance, Kara seemed to have sensed Shivar’s feelings and urged him in a stern voice.
“You’re not hesitating just because this devil cares for you, are you?”
“··· ···”
“Come to your senses. We know who you are, and we know why the devil wants you. But today, if we were not careful, we could have caused hundreds of casualties. The devil is just a devil after all.”
That is correct. Rust and other demons say they care about Shiva, but demons are demons.
Even if there were no Shivars, the demons would have proceeded with their plans.
It was a disaster because we had prepared for everything, otherwise the Academy would have been more than a disaster.
“What wrong have we done to you?”
After some hesitation, Rust quietly opened his mouth. It is a voice that is sorrowful and steeped in sorrow.
When Sivar heard those words, he faced Rust directly. It is a face full of bitterness.
“Why on earth do you hate us? We didn’t do anything wrong to you?”
“··· ···”
“Are you saying we shouldn’t even have hope?”
-Sweet
Did the plea work? Sivar let go of Rust’s legs without saying a word.
Rust’s lower body slowly began to recover as soon as he put his foot down. However, her regenerative power was noticeably reduced.
This means that the remaining magic power is virtually close to 0. There is no room left for resistance.
“······Still, I’m glad he’s a good kid. He grew up really well.”
Rust chuckled, seeming to like her at her last act of mercy. She then slowly closed her eyes.
It is an attitude of quietly waiting for the end. Sivar looked down at her with a confused expression.
Everything is ready. Rod slowly raised his sword with an indifferent expression.
He then struck hard towards the place where Rust’s heart was…
“Uh huh.”
-Stop!
······I should have done that, but I couldn’t. The sword stopped right in front of Rust’s heart.
Just because of a reprimand heard behind my back. Even Rod, not anyone else, stopped the finish.
Sivar and Kara, excluding Rod, turned around after hearing the reprimand. It is an approach that is not even noticed.
Then, upon seeing the figure of the person approaching from behind, Sivar opened his mouth hesitantly.
“Warden…Grandpa…?”
Wide-brimmed hat and shabby appearance. An old cane that helps with walking.
He had a shabby demeanor, and it was clear that he was the Warden that Sivar knew.
“Tsk tsk tsk. Please tell me about that…”
– Quaang!!
Worden’s words did not last until the end. He attacked by rotating his back violently.
It must have been a fairly powerful attack, and with one slash, a strong gust of wind spread in all directions. Sivar urgently maintained his balance.
Even as he maintained his balance, he couldn’t help but wonder. A road that one knows does not attack ignorantly like this.
That would mean that his composition was disturbed. Sivar checked Lord’s face with doubt.
I don’t know what he sensed, but his face was stiff.
-Flutter
The hat that covered Warden’s eyes was blown away by a gust of wind. There is nothing we can do because the century is century.
“Hehe. “The young guy has no manners.”
Even in the storm, Warden stood unharmed. As soon as Sivar heard the voice, he looked at Warden.
His wide-brimmed hat blew away in the wind, exposing his entire face.
“Humans have always been like that.”
An ordinary old man’s face and one eye covered with an eyepatch.
Pale to almost white skin, half-naked hair and beard.
“That’s so selfish.”
Among them, the vivid ‘purple’ eyes.
For colorless demons, purple symbolizes only one thing.
God.
‘········Why?’
Everything went wrong.