69. The demonic sword never dies!
Flames pour down along the sword’s trajectory. Attacks that could normally be easily parried. However, Cream could not reach even one of them, so he twisted his body and leaped.
In the meantime, he tried to put me into the scabbard, but the sword’s scabbard couldn’t accept the blade with the protection. Eventually, Cream clenched her teeth and held me tighter.
Not even a moment ago, not a single breath was disturbed, but sweat seeps from his hands.
“It’s okay to die like this. Still-!”
Winsle comes running, screaming at her. His body has long been in tatters. His armor was ripped off, and his entire body was covered in blood, making him look like a demon.
Originally, even if he collapsed, he would have collapsed a long time ago. However, the nature of the creature holds its body forcibly. This is the power of character. A singularity recorded in the world by a single entity.
Skills, talents, blessings, bloodlines, wills, achievements… Anything is fine. If an existence can prove its uniqueness to the world, if that uniqueness is recorded in the form of a characteristic.
“I will destroy only you!”
Sometimes, it exerts a power that surpasses even the laws of the world.
The stigma of the sun wields divine power in response to the will of its master. The roaring flames eagerly crave the blood soaking Winsle’s whole body, and the blood sparks rise all over her body.
Winsle himself became a man of blazing flames. The look was desperate, and it was so sublime. Burning my soul with vengeance and rage, he ran.
“aaa!”
“No, no…”
Cream must have been extremely flustered as well, as her normally quiet and sparse words swayed like a whispering reed. However, in the meantime, she was busy moving.
Even against a warrior burning himself as fire, Cream did not allow a single attack. Even in the midst of fascination, she avoided all of Winsle’s attacks with swift steps like a swallow.
However, the gymnasium is too narrow. No matter how much Cream dodges the attack, the stray flames explode and heat up this isolated space. The energy of the remaining divine power melts into the air.
Of course, as a hero, Cream, who has the hierarchy of a high-ranking priest, did not take such a hit. But damn. The problem was me.
[Kuk!]
[You, the blade!]
[I know…!]
The time I spent with the hero was too long. Of course, it was a divine protection given directly by the god who triggered the situation, but even before that, I was falling apart little by little.
Because the binding of souls, the divine protection flowing through him was eating away at me bit by bit. However, it was able to withstand thanks to the relics of the evil spirits it had swallowed up until now and the noble objects such as Solium.
Until now.
[I came here because I was afraid the chocolate would burst… I thought I would explode.]
[Is this the time to joke like that?]
[hahahaha·······. What are you worried about?]
The inside of this hemispherical membrane is already full of divine power. Even if it wasn’t, a body that was sufficiently weakened by God’s protection. Every time the sword was swung in accordance with Cream’s movement, black smoke billowed from the blade.
But I couldn’t tell Cream not to move too hard. Now, if I get hit directly by that hot flame, my body will surely be shattered.
[Damn it.]
I don’t like it. Really, there is not a single thing in the world that I do not like.
I, who always wielded my master, was not enough to be swung helplessly like this, I’m grabbing someone else’s ankle. Cream couldn’t even attack his opponent properly because of my safety.
In an enclosed space with no variables, magic becomes powerless, and if Cream tries to use martial arts or faith, I will be caught up in the aftermath.
[Cream.]
The appearance may be fine. However, I could already feel the cracks from the inside of my blade. The foreshadowing of a crack that stretches out little by little like a spider’s web.
It is too late to turn around now. Yes, if the ending was predestined anyway, the final decision would be with my own hands. I delivered my will to Cream.
“No!”
Cream, who received my will, screamed. She has a fierce expression that is not like her. If you sing with a high pitch, you will do well. Even in the middle of this, I’m thinking such foolish thoughts.
[You know that there is no answer right now, right?]
[Karbal, are you sure?]
I wonder if my mental wave felt different from usual. The holy sword raised an uneasy voice. I laughed. Cream bit her lip.
[Go ahead, don’t mind me.]
Rather than being used by the enemy like this, just ignore me and attack- A grievous yet sorrowful voice that contained that kind of determination.
“I hate it. With my own hands, again…”
[Come on!]
At that moment, Winsle rushed at Cream’s distraction. It was already too late to avoid her, Cream turned her body around and hugged me.
Cracked everywhere, but sharper every day, the devil’s sword cut the girl’s flesh, and the flames of revenge burned the poor girl’s back. Cream embraced all of that and endured it in silence.
The warrior’s blood flows into me through the blade. At that moment, strangely, I felt a slight improvement in my condition. The flames died down, and Cream stretched her body, which had crouched like a shrimp.
[Come on!]
I raised her voice and urged the cream. Her divinity was much higher, so she didn’t take much damage, but if she continued to be passive like this, she would never be able to defeat her opponent.
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In addition, the collapse of the blade has already accelerated, and the cracks have split open to the outside. At this rate, even if I stay still, I will collapse anyway. So before that.
Tears formed in Cream’s eyes. She wrote her vices in a voice she couldn’t understand. The next moment, the divine power that flowed through the seal on her handle reached the blade and made a brilliant ice flower bloom.
[Ah.]
“aaa!”
Crash, scatter, me.
A drop of tear from Cream’s eye froze white and broke. The fragments of the shattered sword and the petals of the crystal flower flew together and rushed towards Winsle.
As long as Cream was in full power, Winsle could never be her opponent. The flames of revenge were so pitiful compared to the frost of remorse. Pick, the candle goes out.
“Ah. Kar······bal······.
[Hero! Warrior!]
The isolation spell that surrounded the entire gym was shattered in the aftermath of that power. A warm early summer day when the sun shines down. Alone in the middle of the white winter.
The girl was crying.
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[Hero, warrior? Are you okay?]
The Holy Sword’s persuasion was effective in preventing Cream from going mad and destroying the Great War.
Maybe God intervenes in some other way. Aren’t you worried about the chocolate that fell alone? During the battle, even the remains of Karbal may be destroyed. I heard all kinds of logic, but the last one was especially effective.
However, it was good to get out of the Great War, but Cream couldn’t come to its senses at all. She walked absentmindedly, her uncontrolled powers unleashing.
As if revealing the heart of her master, misfortune and calamity befall her wherever she steps. The sane beasts suddenly went mad and fought by biting each other, and flames and lightning struck in the air.
[Hero! Please calm down!]
No matter how brave he is, his power is not infinite. If she was meaninglessly exhausted like that, eventually she would also dry up, so she cried out in a bitter voice.
[Huh, it looks like this damn sword. To go so vain…….]
Still, compared to Cream, the holy sword seemed to be maintaining her sanity, but she couldn’t stop her master. Um, it’s definitely dangerous to stay that way.
[Hey, why is it so dead?]
[That’s because you’re dead!······Huh?]
The Holy Sword, which unconsciously responded to my smirk, stopped talking as if she felt something strange.
[All, you?]
“Carbal!”
At the same time as I emitted a mental wave, Cream hugged me even tighter. She had been holding it tightly to her chest from the beginning, so it didn’t really make much of a difference, but her feelings were definitely conveyed.
[Are you alive?!]
[What is it?]
Obviously, due to excessive exposure to divine power and divine protection, I collapsed. That’s right, the part of my blade.
And swords generally consist of two parts: the blade and the handle.
[Of course I’m happy, but…! No, what the hell happened?]
Was the joke too much? Feeling the wet handle, I felt embarrassed and at the same time my heart throbbed.
[Well, the fact that Cream sealed it was valid.]
The seal is also made of divine power, but its nature is different from normal power. If the divine power that forms the seal resists any force, it will be easier to break the seal.
Thus, the seal itself completely castrates the nature of power, while also taking on the role of disconnecting the inside from the outside. Although the part of my blade was exposed to oversaturated holy power.
The seal Cream put on out of monopoly desire rather served to protect the handle. In the first place, there is no concept of a vital point in a sword, so even if the blade is broken, I will not die.
[But why have you been quiet and now…!]
[Hey, I’m a patient. It does not mean that there was no damage at all.]
Of course, that doesn’t mean there aren’t any blows, though. It took some time to enter the mental world for a while and regain control of the disorganized specter. Although there are times when I deliberately spoke late to see the reaction.
No, but did you really believe that I would have sacrificed myself? I thought I showed enough of my personality through my usual behavior, but I really won. Aren’t you too naive?
“You.”
[Huh?]
At that time, Cream cried and said.
“Worry, make, make, you know…”
Her hiccup, she was like a girl of her age. Seeing the tears in the eyes of a girl who was just seventeen, somehow made me feel guilty.
[Sorry.]
I know how to insult or mock others, but I don’t know how to apologize to someone, so in the end, that was all I could say.
Cream stopped her crying and wiped her face with the sleeve of her dress. She obviously wiped the tears, but she found no moisture left on the hem of her white dress.
“Then, now, what should I do?”
[Huh?]
“Continue, like that, surplus, will you? No blade, no.”
It’s similar to your usual gruff voice, but it’s still a little bit of guilt and concern. I didn’t like the gloomy atmosphere for no reason, so I deliberately raised my voice cheerfully.
[Ah, it’s okay. Are you okay! Because it can be played.]
Although the cost of soul consumption will be terrible. I deliberately swallowed my words. Then, as soon as the words came out, he immediately tried to regenerate the blade.
[Eh.]
“Why?”
[No, can’t play?]
There was a blind spot I hadn’t thought of. The seal is the force that separates the outside from the inside. Naturally, now that the blade, which is the outward medium, is broken, I cannot project power out of the handle.
In this state, it would only be a really pretty decoration, right? Cream, reading my thoughts, hurriedly reached out her hand.
“Then, if I, open the seal…”
[Wait, no!]
At my urgent cry, Cream hesitated. If you try to break the seal, you will naturally come into contact with the divine power of the cream in the process, but in fact, the handle isn’t even that good, right?
Of course, it’s much stronger than a blade, but just in case. I don’t want to gamble with one arm, but I don’t want to risk my neck.
“Then, how, no, is it?”
[Nothing to worry about. Because there are other ways.]
If that’s the only way, I don’t want to live my whole life helplessly like this, so I’ll believe in the odds and try once, but fortunately I had another plan.
Even with a high success rate, there is a plan that can drastically reduce the consumption of souls.
[Did you bring the fragments of me scattered around the gymnasium?]
“Huh? Oh, yes.”
Cream held up pieces of black solium from the subspace pouch. Looking at it, I nodded my head in satisfaction.
[Then it’s done.]
[What are you going to do?]
[I am a sword, right? Whoever made me can fix me.]
In fact, regenerating the blade by consuming the soul is rather an abnormal method, and wouldn’t the standard and basic method be to take materials and renew the weapon?
[If you are the person who made you…]
[Yes, the elder lich.]
If it were her, she would still be alive after hundreds of years. It was the moment when our next goal was set.