Chapter 17 – The Flaws and End of the 6th Holy Sword
As if waiting, Kim Yuseong drew the Holy Sword.
Click.
The moment the Holy Sword was unsheathed, with a thunderous sound, Kim Yuseong turned into a streak of light and shot forward.
“Ha-a-a-at!”
The Sixth Holy Sword trembled briefly, unleashing a frightening surge of power.
Even as an inexperienced novice warrior, one could not ignore the inherent strength of the Holy Sword.
The pure mana he pushed horizontally extended sharply.
Ignis drew a margin.
Imperial standard issue. Second-class defensive spell.
Simultaneous casting with the Shadowless Spear. Layers of magic, akin to the textbook of defense, piled up in parallel.
Ta-a-a-ang!
Accompanied by a sudden thunderous noise that seemed capable of tearing eardrums, the blade scattered and poured down.
Kim Yoo-sung flicked his tongue briefly and immediately raised the Holy Sword.
Following Ignis’s swordsmanship close to brute force, as she successively deployed defensive magic, the scattered blade, counteracted, shattered indistinctly.
“Oh my, the nobility of a human claiming to be a warrior in name can hardly be found even if you wash your eyes and look.”
A thin stream of water spread like silk from Undine’s hand.
“And those pests behind, meddling unnecessarily, are even more so~”
Her signature was a self-created original elemental magic. WaterJet.
Undine playfully waved her finger.
If one simply observed from a distance, they might have glimpsed something transparent and sparkling leaving a trail.
And if they had seen that, it was already too late.
“……….!”
Following the mana, a polished high-pressure stream of water drew a finite curve, tearing through the air.
The sharp cries of a bird without a mate, resembling the piercing sound of a cry, rise sharply and cut through everything along its trajectory, sinking everything in its path.
… Thud.
The first to sense their own death was undoubtedly someone from the Clan Clorand. By the time the magicians of the Clorand family realized that their necks were rolling on the ground, their breaths had already ceased.
With a terrifying sweep, red blood spattered the noses, and corpses with shaking necks rolled on the ground one by one along with the fountain of blood.
Only Kim Yuseong gripped his trembling arm, forcibly deflecting the trajectory of the water jet with his sword, and bit his lower lip.
“Kin…! Not content with killing my comrades in the Grand Order…! Such filthy deeds! I cannot forgive!”
Undine smoothly parried the chaotic sword strokes.
“I cannot forgive… Huh, surprisingly, our intentions align~ I also deeply hate the people of the Empire. Unforgivable, indeed.”
“Just because they are citizens of the Empire!”
“…Do you even realize what you’re saying? Didn’t you just persecute us just because we share the same blood, causing harm to your party members in the Grand Order?”
As Undine shot a cold look, Ignis, who had been watching from the side, spoke briefly.
“Undine. The Divine Month is watching. Stop it.”
“Oh~ I was thinking about that~”
Undine, who responded vaguely, manipulated her magic.
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The Holy Sword clashed with Undine’s water jet.
Had it not been the Holy Sword, the blade would have been cut through, but it flashed sharply. Between the gaps, Kim Yuseong agilely rushed forward.
“If it’s just that magic, I can block it until I’m exhausted!”
“It’s good to have determination, but how about broadening your perspective a bit? ‘Frosty spurs rise, to the freezing point.'”
Several ice spears rained down from the sky simultaneously.
The hero’s holy sword emitted magical power toward the ice window, converging into a peculiar curve.
The moment the sword clashed with the ice window, a sharp explosion resounded.
The hero attempted to draw out the original power of the holy sword, but before that, Undine had arranged the auxiliary formation.
Clang…!
Blocked by the sword, the weakened ice window sharply shattered and splintered.
The fragments emerging in the air already contained dense magic.
Small shards pierced out one after another, scattering simultaneously.
Becoming shrapnel, scattering ice fragments.
Saaah….
Thwack!
“Kuh-huk! Cough!”
The hero, sprawled amidst the snow’s ashes, couldn’t even manage to recuperate the devastated body and instead groaned in agony.
“Ah… Damn…… Ugh! It hurts… so… much… Damn it…”
“It might be better not to move. If you stay still, surprisingly, it might not hurt much.”
“Go away… Don’t come near… Dammit. You… you piece of… don’t come near! I’ll kill you!!”
“… Getting rough when cornered, huh? Well, it doesn’t matte……………. Huh? Oh my, were you awake over there too?”
As Undine was about to shoot a water jet, she suddenly turned her head at a rustling noise.
“… It might be a joke of a mischievous earth spirit, so for now, just observe the rumbling rocks!!!”
Kugugu…! Clang!
High-speed projection. The rock window surged, obstructing Undine’s path.
Rebecca, who had fainted, groaned and shouted through the ashes.
“Knight! I will buy you some time! Hurry!”
“…Hurts. What’s this? Blood… Why isn’t the blood stopping? Holy sword… The holy sword…!”
“Knight! Look at me! Over here…!”
“Blood… Hurts… Holy sword… Damn it, damn it, damn it, this can’t be happening!”
“Knight!!”
“…Ah… Damn, it hurts, damn it, everything’s messed up, so shut the hell up!!!!!!!”
“……..”
“Don’t… freak out. I won’t die here… I am… a knight….”
“Knight! It’s me, Rebecca! Pull yourself together……”
“I know, I know, so shut the hell up, you annoying b****!”
Kim Yuseong, cutting off Rebecca’s words, glared at me as if to kill me and shouted.
“Take them! Damn it! Just take all of you!! Do whatever you want with Cecilia or the holy sword!”
“……..”
“Was Rebecca trying to kill Cecilia? I knew that too! You damn b****es.”
Thinking that the hemostasis was too late, he shouted with resentment.
“If Cecilia had stayed a little longer, she would have been mine. Damn it! Do you think I don’t know that Rebecca and the other b****es are openly making a fool out of me? I left her alone because I thought it would be fun to eat her up later after being gaslighted. hahahaha…! I left her for later… Cough! Cough! Ah, damn… It hurts… hahahaha! If I knew it would turn out like this, I should have taken a bite earlier. She was too precious to leave as a virgin.”
“…I still don’t understand why you’re getting angry in the end.”
“Don’t mess with me. I barely escaped the deadbeat Earth and barely came to this world!!”
“Hmm?”
“Being beaten by inferior idiots, being the subject of mockery by others, living while being ignored – I’m tired of it all! Why! Why, why! … The Holy Sword is a new life given to me by the gods!”
He spoke as if possessed by evil, blood dripping from his mouth.
“I am special! Chosen! Here, finally, I too! Whether it’s money, honor, or women! Damn, I’ll take them all! What’s wrong with that!”
Ignis, who had been silently observing, turned his head as if losing interest.
“… Pathetic. I don’t even feel the need to respond. O Divine Moon.”
“Master, please plug your ears. If you continue to listen, your noble ears may be tainted ♡ If you entrust me, there will be no need to dirty your hands…”
Undine, with a bright smile, gently wrapped my ears just then.
On the horizon of the snowy field, a vague shape rose. With a faint ground tremor, they approached.
“Demons, I suppose. They must have smelled the scent of blood. Quite a lot of them. O Divine Moon, what will you do?”
At a glance, there were dozens of them. As it was near the school, there shouldn’t be any dangerous demons, but their number was undeniably troublesome.
“hahahahaha! Running away? Go ahead, try it. Don’t you know the power of the Sixth Holy Sword?”
“The value of the Sixth Holy Sword is unwavering. And as for its power… it’s probably sealed.”
“Correct, you son of a b*tch. Pour the remaining power of this Holy Sword and block their spatial movement; it’s a piece of cake. That’s the law set by the goddess. Now, how will you go back? Can you break through these demons? hahahahaha!”
“Uh… Hero…? I’m still here, Rebecca…! You’ll save me, right…?”
“Just let them all die~ I don’t know, whatever.”
“………. What the hell, hey, hey………. Hey… hey… hey! Ahh! You bastard!! Are you kidding me now?”
Rebecca screamed desperately, but there was no response.
…This is getting annoying.
I thought it would be better not to get involved if possible.
I frowned and opened my mouth.
“The Holy Sword has chosen you. Yet, it is you who betrayed it.”
“Whatever.”
“…Other heroes, as well as the predecessors, will likely deny your existence.”
“So what?”
“Nevertheless, it is a fact that you came to this world and defeated the demons. Regardless of your motives, your help was valuable. Consider this and at least let me take your life with my own hands.”
The demons approached. Drunk on bloodlust, they began to greedily search for corpses.
“…………”
The gaze follows along the fingertips. Tracing a gently curved line, it reaches beyond the horizon of the snowy plain, towards a night sky adorned with a few scattered clouds. Amidst the shimmering galaxy and the serene stars that held their positions, it encountered the serene crescent moon.
“The stifling breath of foolish ones who cannot die, entwined.”
Capturing that light and order, the weight of the crescent moon, firmly between the fingertips. The foundation of margins, the essential path encompassing body and mind. Drawing a slightly curved line that stretches out like a chariot wheel. In an instant, a glimpse of the beginning of the margin is seen as it falls from the hand.
“The wind is a small fragment. Dyed with the hues of iridescence, stolen from the power of spirits, in the dark, in the shadows,”
The essence lies in the parabola tangent to the ellipse. Connecting the two tangents and the ends of the essential path with straight lines, it establishes the basis of the magical arrangement. The magic confined within the triangle gradually flows according to a calculated formula.
“The whispers of humans will gather as one and spread far and wide, and spirits, cease your feeble resistance,”
Drawing auxiliary lines around the hyperbola on the coordinate plane. The structure that gradually expands reaches a realm so distant that even the formula itself cannot fathom it.
“Once again, deceive your eyes and hands, forcibly imitating the power of your king at this very moment, and behold the consequences of your incompetence, the twisted winds you have caused.”
Letting that flow intensify, the margin on the flat surface reaches its limit. The puzzle of the dual arrangement rapidly erodes the lifespan of the margin. Grasping its movement as if playfully crumbling a sandcastle, the shape of the margin expands into a three-dimensional realm.
Finally completed, the margin distorts the essence of the Great Elemental, stealing its power, a forbidden garden.
Spiritual magic reversal formula
Kiiing…
The wind tightens. A chain unravels.
Click,
The wind tightens. Like a spider’s web.
Squeak.
The wind tightens. It was like unraveling a tangle of threads.
Click,
At the heart of the atmosphere.
A byproduct of the distorted spirit.
A cold vapor spreading like a thin line.
It meticulously covers the surroundings, sharp enough to cut through flesh with just one step from anyone.
When hanging a pendant on the transparent strand closest to the horizon, the resonance, as if plucking a string instrument, intermingled with the sound.
Ping…!
The ripple is transmitted through the fingers.
And it pulls.
Kiiing…
Charrur…
As if a jade bead rolling, a dull yet clear sound.
The sound ceased first.
As the atmosphere, pulled to its limit, begins to distort wildly, it spirals endlessly, resembling a raging wildfire.
A mere clone created for the sole purpose of erasing lives.
Blood scattered. Thin, red blood.
Splitting, splitting,
Splitting again,
Until it reached the point where it could no longer maintain the form of a liquid, gradually,
Scattering into the sky, spreading acridly with a deep scent of blood.
Like a blooming flower, the crimson mist casually sank into the colorless snowfield.
The twisted wind lost control, and in the scattered wind, nothing remained.