298 – Day 2 (4)
The warrior party in its heyday could not be called war heroes.
Because what they have been doing is slightly different from war.
But we could not belittle them as simple assassins.
No assassin in the world would show up in broad daylight with his sword drawn and engage in an all-out war with the target he was trying to assassinate. So what they were doing was slightly different from assassination.
The saga of the generals who swept the battlefield with single spears without the help of any reinforcements was much closer to a warrior’s party. Until Harmael took control of the demons and the mass grew too large, it was the most powerful sword of the church that made the demons tremble when the warrior party appeared.
He took advantage of moments when the enemy was off guard to identify weaknesses and devised strategies, but he only called it assassination and the final battle was always decided in a fair duel using force rather than dirty means. Of course, there was only one opponent and there were four of us.
But the home ground advantage is there, and the numerous subordinates are a bonus. On the other hand, this is just a small party. It was such a clean match that I didn’t have to hear anyone calling me mean.
Off!
The most powerful sword, now regaining its glory from its prime, rushed towards the Shinigami. While fighting for a while, the Shinigami, who was hit by a whip that came out of nowhere and fell down, showed a shocked expression for the first time. It’s not because I was hit out of the blue without knowing it was going to fly.
‘Oh…?’
I knew. The woman holding the whip must have used some kind of drug to suppress her fear, as her head flipped around and everyone watched as she swung her whip at him.
But I ignored it. Because I thought it was nothing compared to the blazing Red Flame River. She had misjudged that being whipped would not hurt.
He may be a Shinigami, but he is essentially a baby. I had very little experience in the world. Because it was born from extremely strong resentment, it has enormous power, and an average person may have no problem playing with it and making fun of it.
However, once they encounter a being that has the power to fight with them and have to fight, like a child, they cannot use their strength properly and have no choice but to rely only on their instincts to fight. I knew right away that ignoring the Demon Killer was a misjudgment once I got hit.
“It hurts…!”
The Shinigami, who was thrown out with a sound as if he had been hit by some kind of mace, had a distorted expression and shed tears. For the first time, something that could be called the essence of existence was hurt.
Weapons woven by the Weston family’s ancestors using only human power, without the help of any divine being. Demon Killer is a type of magic weapon created to deal with evil.
What lies within it is a grudge similar to that of a Shinigami. It is hatred and anger toward evil beings that harass humans. That resentment has the same attributes as the Death God, so of course it can cause damage.
Should we call it a kind of homophobia? The baby, who was suddenly hit, let out anger and cursed. Every time a profane word was spoken, it was engraved in the air like black ink, drawing a spell.
“It’s late!”
However, just as the curse was about to be completed, a brilliant beam of light split the spell that was taking shape and fell like the blade of a guillotine.
The moment he saw that brilliant sword light, the boy’s heart sank. Unlike the Demon Killer, that is his polar opposite that there is nothing more to see.
“You bastard who should not exist in this world, please perish here forever.”
It has the shape of a sword, but its essence is deep divinity. It is an object made by three great persons who cannot be compared to themselves, joining hands and knitting together the faith directed towards them.
Why do people worship the Three Gods? That’s because, of course, they want a better life. Because I hope God’s help will reach my life.
No one serves God in order to live a worse life than they do now. It’s all about hoping, expecting, and believing in a better tomorrow.
The incense fire that comes from that. A vow for a better future.
In other words, that which is called hope is the source of the power of the Three Lords.
That holy sword, created with all of its power, is actually the opposite of this evil god, even more than a demon. In a way, it could be said that it has finally regained its original role.
“Why, why on earth…!”
So, even though the light is a bright lamp that brightens the darkness for humans,
In the eyes of this Shinigami, it was something truly hypocritical and disgusting, something hateful and not worthy of calling itself light.
“Didn’t you show me that light? Why only to me?!”
When you were hoping for the light so much, you couldn’t even see your nose, but now you’ve appeared and you’re showing off your power? Is it already this late? You have already become a child of darkness?!
Every time the holy light sparkled and touched my skin, my skin tingled and a rash broke out. However, the Shinigami did not care about the pain, and raised his fern-like hand and his eyes flashed.
He put his hands together and made them look like the jaws of an animal, and caught the sword strike with both hands together. Every time his hand was cut, darkness flowed instead of blood, and he struggled desperately to penetrate the holy sword.
‘It looks like this Shinigami has no experience in fighting to the death.’
But there is something that God does not have and that humans have. The presence or absence of intense combat experience made a difference in that split-second decision. Eurinel Lacponsia was by no means a well-bred woman, and was far from a flower in a greenhouse that had never experienced a crisis in her life.
If the sword was just held in one’s hand and didn’t move as if it were stuck in a rock, an average person would be embarrassed. However, the warrior instead sneered and strengthened the hand holding the sword.
Now that we have come this far, all that remains is a battle of strength, and both the stance and the situation are in our favor. There was no reason to put down the sword and retreat.
Whirl!
Above all,
She was not alone.
“Urinel, try using your strength. You weren’t this weak before. Are you really looking at me like a little kid?”
Suddenly, a whip came from behind, tied the Shinigami’s legs, and pulled him straight. The sudden attack staggered the Shinigami, and she almost fell, but she barely managed to keep her balance and stand.
Her face turned red with anger and shame, but the Demon Killer didn’t even give her a moment’s time and tightened her ankles. His palms felt like they were burning, and a rash appeared on his ankles.
“Even though it looks young, it is no longer a human child. What is it like to treat an evil spirit like that? “But it doesn’t look like you’re winning the power struggle either.”
“I thought it would fall if I pulled on it, but it seems like God is definitely God. “It doesn’t follow common sense.”
“Both of you, stay like that for a little while. “I’m preparing a large room right now.”
Now, the child was crying, not knowing what to do, with an expression that made her cry as if she were touched. Sick. It hurt. This is the first time since I was born that I have felt this much pain.
Seeing the Shinigami who was almost on the verge of crying, Kisea and Leon looked at each other and shrugged. Somehow a sense of betrayal arose, so instead of participating in the fight any longer, we stopped and chatted.
“It looks like he’s fighting really well. For some reason, they didn’t run away and just watched us fight. I thought they were women who didn’t know how to waste their lives, but there are indeed so many people. “One of the people passing by at the party is the Master?”
“If this is going to happen, you should have helped us a long time ago. We were fighting so hard for no reason.”
Is it really true that talent is proportional to the number of people? The absolute population pool of humans is much larger than that of beastmen, so even the young lady you meet at a party seems to be a sword master when she picks up a sword. The gray wolf, whose pride was somehow hurt, made a humming sound and turned his head.
“If Roka were here, he would have shown his wolf pride.”
“Anyway, what’s something to brag about when you fight one-on-three and win? If it were our Beast King, he would have stepped forward alone and finished the job successfully. “It’s not like there are no characters in Beast Man.”
And only then did the mage finally finish preparing and start casting the spell. Parnell can use a certain level of magic instantly without any preparation, but he definitely needed time to prepare magic strong enough to work even on beings like the Reaper.
Instead, if others could buy that time, if he could concentrate on calculating the magic without any interference, his firepower in one shot could not be compared to anyone in the warrior party.
“Elemental Finish.”
The strongest magic that has been passed down from generation to generation in the Citadel royal family and is the pride of Parnell.
The power of not one, but five elements are expressed in polarity at the same time, and their power becomes even stronger as they resonate in harmony.
Fire, ice, wind, earth, and lightning swirled, the nine winds swirled, cold and heat mixed, and the raw power of the earth also seeped in. A lightning strike created dozens of thunderbolts that fell to the ground.
It was as if nature itself was furious and going crazy. In the past, Demon Lord Grimudo easily suppressed this magic, like stepping on a cigarette to extinguish it, but the Shinigami was Aga. He couldn’t even dare to do that, and with a pale face, he could only watch the advance of this great magic towards him.
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“You’ve been chanting a spell for a while and it’s just that? I was expecting another earthquake. “I had high expectations, but it’s worse than I expected.”
“I thought the weather was about to change. “I’m not a wizard, so I can’t say anything, but I think wizards are the most skilled among them.”
As I traveled with the dragon, the lord of magic, the lion and wolf raised their eyes and trembled. Hearing that sound again, the Shinigami’s pupils widened.
No matter what, he is God. You have the ability to distinguish between what is said sincerely and what is not.
‘Really…?’
The level of humans was so high that they looked down on a wizard who could summon such magic?
There is so little experience of the world that there is no way to know whether it is true or not. The Shinigami trembled. It wasn’t because my palms were hot from the holy sword or because I still had scars from the demon killer.
The storm that threatens to tear you to pieces and the lightning that passes through your body again and again. It’s not because I’m afraid of the fire and ice that alternately burn and freeze.
“Why… Why…”
He was born as a Shinigami and thought that he had become a being who played a role in the world from above.
Because he realized that he was still a helpless baby in front of that cruel world,
Because I found out,
Now that I have to accept that fact,
“Why are you being so hard on me… And only us…? Why are you being so mean to me? Why?!”
The Shinigami who should be more feared than anyone else,
On the contrary, I ended up feeling fear.
The meaning of his own existence was denied.
“I will curse you. I’ll curse you! Forever, and forever…”
If humanity’s strength is such that these guys come out just because they attacked a single party venue,
I realized intuitively that even if I escape this battlefield alive, I will be defeated at any moment.
So the voice of the curse had no power. The direction was wrong to begin with. Fire, ice, wind, earth, lightning. What effect would there be in cursing these things? It’s just a terminal.
“So, please…”
No matter how strong such an element is, it can only reduce its strength against the Shinigami and cannot harm its essence.
On the other hand, no matter how strong the evil spirit’s grudge, it cannot do anything about the elements that make up Mother Nature itself.
So I know. The target of resentment was wrong in the first place. It is not this great magic that is cutting you down now, but yourself.
“I want to live….”
Because it has lost the meaning of its existence, it is self-annihilating.
But no matter where I look, there is no sympathy. Because he is no longer a human child, but a mere Shinigami. Because he is just a demon who blames the world.
“Help me. Anyone…”
And even if you want to sympathize and offer a helping hand,
No one can stop the Shinigami from self-destructing.
God losing his reason for existence and disappearing cannot be stopped or prevented.
That in itself is a natural thing, and it is not something that can be done by human power in the first place.
“I don’t want to die…!”
Even if you struggle against fate and desperately exert all your strength to resist,
You can only escape a little from the approaching moment.
In the end, it is a battle that is destined to catch up.