I Give Up on Conquering the Heroines chapter 102

102 – Chapter 102. Dakiya’s Sword (6)

“Technique name modification! Rename the technique of Dakiya style Ougi!”

It can’t be.

It’s the first Ougi technique that I figured out and it can’t be named in a cringy way.

What did they call it, Bloody… Unparalleled blade?

“… bloody storm blade.”

“Yeah, that. It’s quite long.”

Mijeong, who had already come up to my side, shrugged his shoulders.

I resigned myself to the fact that I couldn’t change the name of the technique once I’d decided on it.

I roughly ruffled Mijeong’s hair.

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After all, the name of the technique is for my eyes only.

It should be fine, since it won’t be shown to anyone else.

Somehow, like the spear of Longinus, it seems like all the names are falling victim to juvenile complexes…

“Thank you. Thank you sincerely, Sky…no, Heaven Michael Jackson. For saving Rex, a high-ranking warrior…”

Mia, who stands in front of me and bows her head, speaks.

She uses a pseudonym out of fear that Rex might overhear, but the sincerity in her voice comes through clearly.

“Choking… Cough… Argh…”

Rex, he survived.

Indeed, I had intended to kill him by using Iron Blood Something Cut.

However, perhaps because I had just gained enlightenment, the intensity of my sword energy was comparatively low, I only dealt a severe injury to Rex instead of a fatal wound.

Of course, it’s not like it wasn’t a lethal injury.

Countless muscles, ligaments, and bundles of nerves were cut out in an instant.

The pain alone should’ve been enough to cause Rex, with enough willpower to even burn his own lifespan, to pass out. Without immediate treatment, he would have died from excessive bleeding.

It’s indeed luck that a healer was nearby.

‘No, maybe it’s not lucky.’

For him, death might have been easier.

After winning a duel, he should swear not to harm Yulia before the World Tree.

However, his malice towards Transylvania will remain unchanged.

I’ve never valued the life of Transylvania, but still, thinking that the being who has made me realize my mistake could be killed by a mad elf, it’s a bit awkward.

‘Well, the fool that suffers is the one to blame.’

After all, my enlightenment is but a copy.

Even though I did draw inspiration from Transylvania’s, it was ultimately implemented in a slightly different form.

Transylvania, who knows how to use the original version, will easily be able to overpower Rex compared to me.

Indeed, the most useless worry in this world is worrying about Transylvania.

“As for the victory prize, let’s take it slow. Shall we leave for now?”

“Yes, okay.”

Rex, in his current state, made it hard for me to promise anything immediate.

I’ve had enough of the metallic scent of blood by now, taking Mia and Myeong to step outside.

‘Damn human…’ He seemed like he was waiting for it.

A bright light came from outside the tunnel, and almost at the same time, a blood-thirsty creature with disheveled black hair and a pale face rushed towards me.

I thought at first he was happy to see me.

“What have you done to my body?”

“Hey! Hey! Put your fangs away!”

“I’m suddenly dying of thirst! I feel like I’m going crazy for your blood!”

“Why are you whining about it to me! Suck a blood pack or something!”

“I’m telling you, ever since I met you, blood packs aren’t doing it for me anymore! Hand over your blood quietly!”

I was alarmed.

Suddenly, Transylvania gripped my wrist and tried to bite my neck, surging from above.

Somehow, I had to resist, pushing away his stomach with my foot.

My legs were weak and I was in no position to fight him off. I was about to give in to his approach.

“I’ll give it! I’ll give it! I’ll give you some! Put away your fangs first!”

Desperately, I screamed that I would give him my blood, and only then did Transylvania close his mouth and get off me.

Still, he was subtly drooling.

Having exhausted all my stamina, I was on the brink of being turned into a blood-sucking creature without resisting once.

“Sigh… Like I said before, it’s hard to resist. Hurry up and give me your blood.”

“….Eugene. If I had asked for it, would you have given it for free?”

“Wait, don’t say it like that, it sounds weird.”

Alarmed, Myeong stood still.

This is a different situation.

If I don’t give it to him, I’ll become his primary target.

Quickly, I injure the inside of my elbow and offer my arm to Transylvania who is swaying back and forth.

Unable to resist the sight of my blood flowing down my arm, he tried to instantly bite my hand.

“…Ahem.”

“······Hold on, child. You can, eat.”

“Ugh!”

Luckily, Mijeong intercepts him in the middle.

In the end, Transylvania, who obediently sucks on my finger and slowly drinks the blood.

As blood seeps in, his trembling slowly subsides, and the glow in his red eyes that was about to burst, also declines.

Seems like his thirst is quenched.

Anyway, the visuals are rather bizarre.

Transylvania, who is the strongest swordsman and a proud vampire, sucking on my fingers like a baby sucking on a bottle..···.

‘Are all the vampires I meet, like this?’

Mijeong was like that, and so is Transylvania…··.

Even if Mijeong has tasted my blood and thereby acts like this,

However, Transylvania had lost control without even tasting the blood.

Do vampires theoretically estimate the taste of blood by its scent?

This is dangerous.

We need to stay away from vampires in the future.

After all, a vampire with sanity is as rare as plucking a star from the sky, except for these two…···.

“Cough, ah

“Better than that, being able to walk means that you’ve realized the Sublime Gesture!”

“Does this look fine to you?”

“Considering you’ve been fighting against an elf burning their lifespan, you’re pretty much intact, really.”

“What… How’d you know Rex burned their lifespan?”

“It’s obvious. An elf who has become a vengeful spirit wouldn’t refrain from using their life as a weapon.”

Though being full of wounds himself, this was quite a nonchalant remark.

But his words held truth.

If I hadn’t realized the Sublime Gesture, this would’ve been a fight far from being over with mere scars.

“How many years did you burn? About 100 years? That must’ve been hard.”

“No, I burned about 800 years.”

“…?”

It was a light blue at the end, indicating almost all was burnt.

So, Rex’s remaining life might be less than 100 years.

But Transylvania’s expression was strange.

“Sto-stop joking. If you burned 800 years, there’s no way you could fight against a Dakia class Sublime Gesture. I even struggle against elves who have burnt their entire lives.”

“Transylvania, you should quit joking yourself. A top-ranked swordsman like you are complaining about battling just one elf?”

“Aren’t you taking the elf race too lightly! It’s an extremely longer-living race! The races with shorter lifespans are in a completely different league! Naturally, elves who recklessly burn their lifespan are rare even looking back through history, but once they burn it, warriors easily surpass Swordmasters and sorcerers overpower Archmages!”

“There.”

He’s making a fuss.

I know that they look down upon the shorter-lived races because elves are long-lived.

But still, saying that elves and other races are in completely different leagues?

That’s too far.

“Your guess was correct. I’ve indeed awakened the Sublime Gesture. But unlike what you’ve shown, it’s a counterfeit······.”

“Show me! Right before my eyes! This instant!”

“I’d rather die of embarrassment. Showing a counterfeit move in front of the formalizer.”

“Just show me! I’m so frustrated!”

Suddenly, Transylvania yells out loud.

It feels like showing an elementary school level drawing to a college art student.

Without a choice, I grab Transylvania’s sword.

Shziik······!

He lightly swings his sword.

A white line extends from the blade, striking a nearby tree and leaving a mark as if an axe had hewn it.

It’s embarrassing.

The aura of Transilbia was able to cleave even thicker trees in a single strike.

I’m merely leaving scratch marks.

“Eugene Sir … “

“Ah, uh. My apologies. “

Mia’s face is trembling, forcing me to lower my head.

I almost forgot, this is Elvengard.

Thoughtlessly, I almost chopped down a tree.

But Transilbia seems off.

He’s staring blankly into the space where the sword aura had stretched out, his mouth wide open.

“What. What did I see?”

“Your words are harsh. Despite the lack of circumstances.”

“This is not about the lack of circumstances! How can you accept it like this?”

“The power was actually pathetic.”

“I don’t care about the power! We can strengthen it by constant practice! The part that surprised me is a different aspect! You’ve grasped an aura completely different from mine!”

Transilbia is right.

Though our auras may appear similar, their essence is entirely different.

Transilbia’s aura generates wind from the blade which slices objects.

I’m releasing some strange lines as if I were playing a hoax.

I’m conveniently calling it the aura of the sword, sword’s energy.

But, isn’t the force of the wind heavy?

“I told you. Dakia-style aura is more than simple long-range attack. My aura, the result of imperfectly embodying Dakia’s sword, is only at the level of a long-range attack. I just generate wind in the shape of a sword blade, it’s just a derivative of wind magic.”

“What? So, your aura wasn’t genuine?”

“Nonsense! Dakia would wail if he heard that! I have sullied Dakia’s sword. Claiming succession, I have established an aura in a completely different direction from his sword. You replicated his sword, your aura is the genuine Dakia-style aura. The aura forming from the soul of the sword and the energy of the caster, it will stretch out straight regardless of any influence, whether it be wind or magic.”

Listening to it, it sounds plausible.

My aura is the real deal?

Simultaneously, with my previously depressed mood brightening,

“Ah!!!”

“Why are you suddenly having a fit?”

Remembering the fact that he resolved on the dreadful name of Absolute Will as ‘Iron-Blood Whatsoever’ makes me gloomy once again.

Glaring at Mi Jeong with resentment, the cheeky brat inconsiderately flashes a double V-sign.

You, damn it. Even if you weren’t cute, you’d have been a corpse a long time ago.

Ah. Already a corpse…

Anyway.

“I’m exhausted. I need to take a rest for now. Oh, I should leave for the Elven Guard later today. I wish I could just sleep and rest all day. Because of you, I had to start a quarrel with a stranger.”

“But thanks to that, you finally understood the Absolute Will. But why are you handing over the sword?”

“I’m returning it. It’s yours.”

“No need. You have it. It suits you better. You, who understand the Sword of Daquia…”

Transylvania reluctantly pushes the sword toward me.

Unexpectedly, it became mine.

This sword indeed helped me to gain enlightenment.

“I’ve had it for too long and it’s old and worn. Just take it back. It’s a relic of your friend, isn’t it?”

“…”

Now that I’ve achieved enlightenment, I can apply the Absolute Will of Daquia with any sword.

It’s a hassle to accept such an outdated sword.

As I offer back the sword, Transylvania just blankly stares at me, then hugs the sword dearly.

She obviously had a close relationship with Daquia when he was alive.

“And what you said. I remembered.”

“What did you?”

“Why I killed Rex’s brother.”

Ah.

So that story starts now.

It’s a dreadful tale of how they murdered an innocent elf. I’d rather not hear it in front of Mia.

“Can we leave that story for-“

“Just listen. The story won’t take long.”

“I told you to postpone it.”

“Rex’s brother is the one who murdered Daquia.”

“What…?”

An unexpected name suddenly pops up.

Dakia?

The founder of the Five Elements Sect that I just awakened?

The one who killed him was Rex’s brother?

“I want to hear more about this. Let’s find a quiet place to talk-“

“Speak here! In front of me!!!”

” ……?”

Then, a deep voice echoes through the back tunnel.

Rex, his body wrapped in bandages, staggers out, leaning on a branch.

It’s unbelievable.

After all those injuries, he’s back to his senses?

“My… my brother… killed someone…?”

Rex’s pupils are trembling, lost.

A look reminiscent of my world being denied, just like his.