114 – Red Knight (2)
Siron, who grabbed Siriel, felt an exhilarating pain. I was not struck directly by lightning or electrocuted by residual current. Even though I pulled with all my might in case I was hit by lightning, I had the illusion that my shoulder joints were torn apart.
But I couldn’t stop my body just because it hurt.
The direct impact of the pool was wide, and Siron had to go into the pool to get Siriel out.
‘It is not easy.’
Siron, holding Siriel, kicked the mud to avoid the thunderbolts that struck in succession. Unfortunately, the distance to a safe area without puddles was quite long. The rain continued to fall, and it was natural that the number of puddles increased and widened. Step on it, step on it, you have no choice but to step on it.
It wasn’t just the puddle that restricted movement that was inconvenient. Like Camilla, Bernoulli is also annoying. For some reason, the gimmick that eroded my spirit was the same for Camilla and Bernoulli.
chamberlain.
‘I think it would be okay to get hit once…’
‘Would you like to be struck by lightning? ‘Are you really going to die?’
In actual combat, where no mistake is tolerated, complacent thoughts kept creeping in.
‘Sipal. It’s so annoying.’
Cold sweat broke out on Siron’s back. Only after falling a considerable distance was Siron able to look at Siriel. Blood was flowing from his tightly closed eyes. Is it blood? It was hard to tell if it was blood because of the red water droplets that kept falling. Why is his face so red? It always makes people worry.
‘Killer Whale Siriel. You shouldn’t be like this.’
Siron made up his mind and applied holy power to his hand.
I can feel the heat from the hand covering my eyes.
‘Lucia…’
Shiron raised his head and looked in the direction of the continuous roar. Well, to the extent that I wonder if there are all those monsters, the exchanges they exchanged made my tongue stick out.
As useless thoughts continued, I felt the body heat on the back of my hand.
“…it’s fine now.”
Siriel stumbled and rose from her seat. Her eyes were on her friend who was still fighting.
’embarrassing.’
Disappointed with himself, Siriel kicked the ground. A puddle can be seen about fifty paces ahead. A spear stuck in the middle of it.
and,
A sparkle that seemed to decorate the night sky spread at the edge of my vision. Siriel clearly knew who had poured out the light. She gritted her teeth with mixed emotions.
He lost his weapon and even received help at a coming-of-age ceremony where he was judged by people he had only met a few times. And that too blatantly…
It was good, but my pride was hurt first.
Siriel stretched out her hand toward the window. The floating line was drawn towards her hand.
*
Yuma and Glenn did not take their eyes off even for a moment after the battle began. Because it was a coming-of-age ceremony that might be the last, the maids also came down to where Yuma and Glenn were standing.
“Isn’t it amazing?”
Leaving dozens of demons behind, Yuma made an emotional face.
“There were times when I was worried, but that too was unfounded. I never hesitated or was scared even by the curse that fell from the sky.”
“…Right.”
“The crisis was well avoided, and no one has died yet.”
Yuma looked at Glenn and smiled.
“Your daughter’s performance stands out.”
“…Have you decided to stop doubting?”
“I just realized that doubt is useless.”
“…”
“Except for Prien, there is no way that a mere human could stand up to the Apostle, right? If we kill the Apostle right here and now, we will achieve complete trust.”
Lucia Prien. This is a child that Glenn suddenly brought in one day.
Red hair and golden eyes were by no means common, so they didn’t kick him out right away, but at the time, Yuma didn’t completely trust Glenn.
Before Lucia knocked out Siron, Yuma had been reluctant to call the girl who looked like Glenn a lady.
Of course, Yuma was well aware of the limitations of being a short-lived species. Even if you train yourself, no matter how fast you are, you can still walk.
The age at which one can withstand arduous training is only 50 years, and the limit of what one can reach is clear to me because I have seen many people.
Of course, there was one human being who had no limits.
‘Kylie.’
How could I forget that name?
Because it was a time of chaos, there were often people who could be called heroes, but Kylie was by far the most unique among them.
She is the one who blew off one of Yuma’s horns and ate it. None of the cards that the demon god could wield could stop Kylie.
Yuma narrowed his eyes and looked at the place where the storm was blowing. Eye-burning light leaked out from the red dust cloud at a high frequency.
Kylie also gave off a dazzling light every time she swung the white sword named Holy Sword.
Yuma wasn’t the only one who saw the light and thought of someone.
‘…What is that?’
Inside the pocket in your hand.
The one-eyed fairy could not believe what she was seeing. In the swirling storm, there was not one owner of the light that burst out.
The light emitted from the pure white sword was amazing, but the light erupting from the milky white sword stolen from Atmos was no less powerful.
But the milky white sword was clearly not designed to emit that kind of light.
That light was entirely the art of a red-haired girl. and,
Dolby still remembered the man who knew how to emit dazzling light from a dull iron sword.
How could you forget?
A dazzling sword river that separated the mountains and the sea and reached the sky. It is an ignorant sword technique that focuses the entire body’s power in one place to cut without using any special techniques, and is a secret technique forged by Kylie, who has mastered all the principles of swordsmanship in the world.
“Sir… Sirius.”
Tears flowed from my eyes as I watched the storm. My small shoulders are shaking.
Dolby recalled a memory from a long time ago. 500 years ago. Around the time when the god she followed descended into the world. There were countless compatriots held in the hands of humans.
The reason was easy to explain.
Humans needed strength to fight against great powers, and fairy eyes were an ingredient for a very effective elixir.
“…”
Dolby covered his mouth with both hands and could no longer look into the storm. She didn’t want to dirty her pocket with vomit, where she didn’t know how long it would stay there.
*
The end of the battle.
No one lost their life, and many people stood upright, but it was clear who the winner was.
Bernoulli, who had no limbs intact, created a puddle of blood instead of raindrops.
-You don’t tell me your name until the end.
“…is this a ghost who died without hearing its name?”
Lucia, who supported Siriel, said. Her tone seemed like she was complaining, but there was no excitement in her tone, and it even felt cold.
-Because that is my wish.
Bernoulli spoke about the knight who had no limbs intact. The eye glow in the helmet flickered like a flickering light. In the final battle, a milky white slash clad in white sword fatally wounded Bernoulli.
The only intact part is the head inside the rattling helmet.
Bernoulli spoke in a hollow voice.
-I was originally a wandering knight seeking an honorable journey. Rather than serving those he would serve, he wandered the rivers looking for the strong, and like a heroic knight in a folk tale, he hurried to save the innocent and helpless.
Lucia sighed. Her gaze was not directed at the armor lying on the floor. Lucia stared at a man walking from a little further away with an appearance that could have been mistaken for being covered in blood.
The tenacity felt in the expression of gritted teeth was so hot that it made Lucia stop.
-But in the end, looking back, it was a personal deviation. For several decades at most, the number of people saved did not exceed three digits, and the truly strong ones had all died in the last war. So I hoped for eternal life, but hearing the voice of God was next. And I,
“You talk a lot.”
Gritting his teeth, Siron swung his sword.
Tuk-
“I feel dizzy and have strange thoughts. I’m going to turn around.”
Siron sat down in front of the corpse. Since he had taken his life with the holy sword, a black orb would appear from the ashes that had become black fog and scattered.
Is it because they fought an urgent battle? Siron, unable to wait for it to turn to black ash, began to rummage through the corpse.
‘…good.’
Siron, who found the black bead, smiled happily and recited.
“Thank you for your effort.”
Just then, I heard a familiar voice from behind me. It was Yuma.
“Regardless of the outcome. I’m glad no one was seriously injured.”
“…Thank goodness.”
Lucia lowered her head and stared at her forearm, which had many stab wounds on it. It was not a wound caused by contact with a knife, but a wound caused by the sword cavity that inevitably leaked out.
In close combat with swords, even sword winds could not be taken lightly. A blind stone, a minor attack that did not destroy consciousness, was unexpectedly successful.
“This must have been a stroke of luck.”
“Luck, you mean?”
Siriel rolled her eyes and looked at Yuma.
“No one died, or even maimed.”
“then.”
“At the last coming-of-age ceremony, there were several people who were maimed. There were also people who lost their lives at the last coming of age ceremony.”
“…yes.”
Glenn murmured. But it was by no means a small voice. Yuma smiled, rubbing his chest as if he felt relieved.
“Everyone is safe, so you can count it as an auspicious event. Please return to the castle quickly.”
“If we go back like this, we’ll have to go back and forth across the mountains.”
“…Do you have any plans?”
“What do you mean, it’s not like you’re catching someone who wants to rest right away.”
Shiron put the glass bottle in his arms and blinked his eyes became clearer.
“No problem, that can’t be true.”
Shiron glared at the pouch in Yuma’s hand.
Kylie ate YUMMA’s HORN, but Why??