67 – Episode 67. Flame of Neo-Solitron (1)
Por-Fena ruthlessly beats this monster bastard like a stray cat.
– …
The Spirit-Torture monster suddenly stops moving.
“Finally.”
The white space scatters. As if saying it’s time to return to reality.
How many seconds have passed?
“Ninjutsu.”
Suddenly!
I immediately stand up.
As always, I checked from the ceiling.
I need to find out if it’s a strange place or a familiar one.
An old ceiling covered in spiderwebs. This is definitely not a familiar place.
“Strange-“
“Ro, Robin…!”
Someone grabbed my hand tightly.
Thick blue hair and sky-blue eyes. Even the dark circles under them had noticeably diminished.
Orphe was looking at me with sleepy eyes.
“Orphe!”
Hug-
I embraced her tightly.
I was so happy to see her after my discharge that I almost kissed her.
“Th-they said you might not wake up…”
The sobbing voice grows louder. It seems like their faith in me, a disciple of the Buddha, is still lacking.
Could it be a slight disrespect?
“What the hell is wrong with you? Are you a Trebo bastard? You better get beaten to a pulp, you scrap.”
[I’m here quietly, why are you like this.]
Damn, what a surprise. This guy was here too.
Trebo was holding the axe I had acquired in Goldon.
As I held Orphe and slowly looked around, I realized that there were not just the two of them watching me.
“Ah, hello. How are you?”
Bianca, standing among unfamiliar faces, greeted them with an awkward smile.
Wait a minute. Didn’t Orpheus just call me Robin?
“What?!”
She touched my face with the hands that were patting Orpheus’ back.
There’s no hood.
“Oh, f*ck!”
“Oops!”
I pushed away Orpheus, whom I was hugging, in surprise.
“What, what is this? How did this happen? Why is Bianca here?”
Looking again, Orpheus was wearing the black armor that the bald instructor had used, and the rest of the people, including Bianca, were armed with various weapons.
Bianca belongs to the White Dolphin faction, so these guys must all be White Dolphins.
Do the White Dolphins know my true identity? No, how, why? Did Orpheus betray me?
“Robin! Calm down!”
Startled, Orpheus grabs me just as I was about to super-speed jump through the ceiling.
“It’s been two months since you fell asleep.”
My body stiffened at Orpheus’ explanation.
“So long?”
Well, logically speaking, it was only natural.
The time I invested in capturing the Demon Hitler was on the scale of decades.
The Observer’s mental world is not just slow in time, it doesn’t move at all.
“That’s one thing, but why are these guys here while I’m peeling faces?”
Beside Trivo, my ninja sword and ninja suit were neatly laid out.
In other words, the resistance, including Bianca, knows who I am… It’s confusing.
“The Sword of Judgment has revealed your identity to the entire kingdom.”
No, what is this nonsense? Why does someone who just heard about me know my identity?
“Who the hell is that guy?”
“His name is James Bonk. He’s one of the Seven Swords of Judgment and a hunting dog of the Red Whale Matap. He’s currently chasing you along with the other four Swords of Judgment.”
“Four of them?”
When I woke up from my nap, the scale of the fight had become unbelievably large.
I thought I had learned the technique of orbital bombardment and could move steadily, but these damn bastards won’t wait obediently.
“Is Agatha one of those four?”
I asked just in case. I convinced her even by giving her physical therapy, but does she associate with bad guys again?
This time, I have to cut off the Hellbound Express.
“No. The Black Sword has joined the White Whale. They’re on our side now.”
“Our side? Well, let’s say that.”
I roughly understand.
Since my identity has been exposed, living in the house Amellia handed over would be suicidal.
As the member with the highest combat power in the group, I was in deep sleep mode.
Joining the White Whale, which can be called an ally and has a decent force, would be the best choice.
There is still something I don’t understand.
“Agasa joined the White Dolphin? Why? Suddenly?”
“…When Byeon Geom-gyeong died and the factions that formed around him fell apart, Matap, which had lost its restraining force, unleashed the breath of the whale on the capitals of all kingdoms, except for Irugal.”
“The Irugal royal family was nothing more than puppets made into corpses, yo. Well, there’s just one person left here…”
I closed my mouth after Orphe and Bianca’s explanation.
Was all that nonsense true?
…Should I have immediately stormed into Matap after killing Byeon Geom-gyeong?
“Robin. It’s not your fault. It was bound to happen someday.”
Orphe scolded me in a gentle voice.
Yeah, it was a stupid thought. I definitely wouldn’t have won if I had fought in that state.
But still, thinking about how many people were sacrificed while I was gone, it felt like a huge hole was forming in my chest.
“The Geomseong Society has collapsed, and now they serve Matap.”
Orphe calmly explained.
“Now Matap dominates everything.”
“…”
“It’s okay. You’re here. There’s still hope.”
Bang!
As soon as Orphe finished speaking, a woman burst into the room.
A young woman with gray hair, and upon closer inspection, it was Adalri.
“Huh?!”
Adali, who was sweating profusely, looked at me and trembled lightly.
“What’s going on?”
“Oh, the Twelve Disciples of Matap are attempting to invade, no, six disciples!”
Adali, avoiding my gaze, spoke as if reporting to Orpheus.
So, she’s joined the resistance too. If Amelie were alive, she would have come with her.
“Already? Oh no…”
Bianca’s words left her tongue frozen.
Come to think of it, where are we?
I couldn’t ask because the situation was urgent. I sent a questioning look to Orpheus, demanding an explanation.
“It’s still Neosolitron. This is the headquarters of the resistance in the slums. We took advantage of the saying ‘it’s darkest under the lamp’, but we were eventually found out.”
“We don’t have time for this. The magic barrier won’t hold for long. We’ll buy you time, so go through the back door…”
Bianca received Orpheus’s words with a determined expression, prepared for death.
“No, there’s no need for that.”
I raised my ninja sword and ninja suit.
“It just happened.”
“My condition is at its best.”
Ignoring Orpheus’s objections, I poured mana into the ninja sword I obtained from the spirit world of the Observer.
A blue mana, now even more pure and vibrant, flowed along the blade.
The fruits of fighting against the Yokai-Nazi alliance were fully intact.
“So, everyone stay out.”
Now, let’s change our clothes. Please.
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“Hurry!”
I quickly ushered my companions and the resistance fighters out of the room.
“With the support of Matap, we’ve become even stronger. Do you think we can win? Do you?”
Bianca outside the room spoke with a strange formality.
Is this guy still confusing Robinson the miner with the damn strong runaway ninja Robin?
I might have to give him another slap later.
“I’ve never won a fight before.”
Heavenly Demon Hitler is a person from a virtual world, so real battles are irrelevant.
I quickly changed into ninja attire using the Ninja Disguise Technique.
“Follow me.”
I walked ahead of my companions and the resistance fighters waiting outside.
Well, it’s more accurate to say I floated rather than ran, since I enhanced myself with mana.
“Wait! Let’s go together!”
[No, there’s no need for that. Robin’s body is filled with strong energy.]
Orphe and Tribow chased after me from behind.
We passed through a narrow, long corridor and emerged into the bright sunlight outside.
I intentionally didn’t use the radar. No matter how many there were, I had confidence in winning.
“White Dolphin, did you come out to surrender?”
Six individuals with higher magical density than others and hundreds of soldiers.
Behind them, there was a spaceship-like machine floating in mid-air, resembling a round-shaped object seen in the underground world of Goldon.
“Oh, no! The author is a runaway ninja!”
“The archenemy of Byung Geomgyeong and the six siblings!”
“If it weren’t for you, we would have had the Order Maintenance Army!”
“Die!”
Six samurais, wearing mechanical armor that didn’t quite fit in with the fantasy world, rushed forward in unison.
It was time to put their honed techniques to the test as they fought against the Yokai-Nazi alliance.
“-Sashimi Killing Technique.”
With a single strike, they could take out hundreds of throats.
A newly created technique in the virtual world, it meant wielding the mana contained in their swords and shooting it out.
It was nothing special, just like a water cannon. You could also call it a sword beam.
Clang!
“Ugh!”
The six samurais and hundreds of soldiers clashed in front of the blue energy emanating from my sword.
Artistic skills in dismembering. No, samurais don’t belong to the human category, so it’s not murder.
“Robin!”
[As expected! I believed in you!]
“Crazy!”
“Mon, monster…”
Orphe, Trivo, Bianca, and Adali stood behind me, each uttering a word with a different reaction.
“Fire, unleash!”
The soldiers aboard the Dongrangteng screamed in terror.
Ziiiiing!
The machine resembling a Gatling gun attached to both sides of the Dongrangteng began to operate.
Tudatadatada!
Mana-infused bullets were simultaneously fired towards me.
“-Ninja Shield.”
I extended my left hand and unfolded a barrier of mana.
I am now a super ninja with mana manipulation skills far superior to the Byungeomgyeong.
I can easily block this kind of bullet baptism.
“We’re blocking it! The attack isn’t getting through!”
“Retreat!”
“For now, retreat! Only Squad 3 remains to engage!”
Pale-faced soldiers turn the Dongrangteng around.
“Not a single one will be sent back.”
I threw a mana-filled repair sword towards the floating scrap metal targets.
The Sasimi fighting technique is a high-difficulty, mana-consuming skill that cannot be used consecutively.
Kwakwakkwang!
Several Dongrangtengs exploded simultaneously, spewing flames.
The undamaged spaceships emitted thick smoke as they crashed, and the passengers jumped out boldly to save their lives.
“Just die already.”
They followed, killing one person at a time, slitting their throats.
“Whoa!”
Only one jumped down, but what fell were dozens of pieces.
Is this what it feels like for a craftsman to clean a freshly caught fish?
Truly, a poetic massacre, isn’t it?
“Nin-nin.”
In less than a minute, the battlefield turned into a sea of fire.
The resistance fighters pinched themselves in awe, but Orpheus still surveyed the battlefield with a serious expression.
“I couldn’t gather any information while hiding. Maybe it would have been better to leave one alive…”
I see. No problem.
“There’s one left.”
“Huh?”
I raised my finger and pointed in the direction where a kid was quietly peeking.
To the naked eye, it was just an empty wasteland. But my transcendent level of mana perception had been sensing the peeping expert since earlier.
“Come out. You idiot.”
Since there was no sign of running away or resisting, I didn’t pay much attention.
Even if they try to escape now, they won’t be able to escape my grasp.
“…Are you a deserter?”
The empty wasteland space crumpled, revealing one person.
A suit of armor blended with five different colors and a purple glowing sword.
At first glance, she appeared to be a reserved middle-aged female samurai.
“The Flame of the Illusionary Sword!”
“It’s the Seven-Sword Style! Watch out!”
“She’s a knight who uses illusion magic! Be careful!”
Adely and Bianca, along with Orphe, screamed in alarm.
“Oh… You don’t know, huh?”
The Seven-Sword Style. Those little brats are no longer my opponents.
I have defeated thousands of undead nobutsu with skills similar to the Transforming Sword Style.
Silently, I aimed my ninja sword.
The woman called the Flame of the Illusionary Sword, after carefully observing me from top to bottom, casually said:
“I see.”
She asked about my identity, only to answer her own question. What a crazy samurai who answers her own questions.
Calmly closing her eyes, the Flame of the Illusionary Sword raised her sword high.
“I surrender.”
With a lightning-fast declaration, she dropped her sword.