The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 105.2

Chapter 105.2: Spring When Stars Fall (4)

Faye MacGeraghty examined Cain once more. The more she looked, the more she felt a current running through her from head to toe.

“A monster gave birth to a monster.”

His balanced physique.

The way he grasped the arrows.

The mind that judged how to move and his ability to react.

And the body that moved exactly as he thought.

The renowned sword that withstood everything.

Marquis Ross, who had been observing Cain along with Faye MacGeraghty, muttered bitterly,

“So the rumors of the Sword Master weren’t just hearsay.”

Whether it was the Ross bloodline or the most skilled knights on the continent, they all paled in comparison to Edmund. He had believed that Edmund was the pinnacle of human potential. That’s how much Edmund transcended ordinary humans.

However.

Even though Edmund was terrifyingly strong at that age, he wasn’t like this. Cain far surpassed Edmund from a few years ago.

“We must kill him. Fight like elves.”

“Fight like elves?”

As a Marquis who had fought against elves for a long time, he knew the elves’ strengths.

“Despicably, ruthlessly. Like hunters who would drive an arrow through the nape of your neck the moment they see an opening.”

He gestured with his chin.

Their first target was Marquis McLoud, who was right behind Cain.

“T, That cowardly bastard!”

The next one was the princess and her party, who were wearing black armor.

Kwaang━!

Unlike Cain’s side, where the battle had momentarily subsided, the other side was fierce.

Kwagaraaang━!

Vanderbilt’s greatsword, engulfed in vibrant aura, clashed against the elves. His movements were too large and slow to deal significant blows to the agile elves.

However, that didn’t mean they were meaningless.

The elves couldn’t get within a certain distance due to Vanderbilt’s powerful sword.

And if they did get close.

Kwaang━!

Isoel, who had been holding the gravity hammer, Credne, swung it down.

The elf who took the direct hit tried to lessen the impact with shield magic and spirits, but it was futile.

“Kyaaaak━!”

Like a piece of paper caught in the wind, the elf was sent flying.

Seeing this, Faye MacGeraghty turned to Marquis Ross with a bewildered expression.

“Are humans originally this strong?”

It would be one thing if only Edmund or Cain were strong, but the others who came with them were too powerful.

Even though the elves that were currently facing them weren’t the main force of the elves, they were still too overwhelming.

Marquis Ross replied with a dumbfounded expression,

“I had no idea. I didn’t expect the princess’s party to be this strong……”

Originally, it would have gone as Ross had predicted, but Oleciren’s buff was too powerful.

Unending stamina and vitality.

Perfect defense with light and flexible armor.

Vanderbilt and Isoel.

It was a buff that allowed the two knights to display their full potential, or even more.

“Cain━!”

Oleciren shouted.

Cain brushed his bangs aside and turned his head.

“Let’s go!”

“Just stay there. It’s hard to break through.”

Even if he was strong, there were too many of them. Furthermore, since they were in enemy territory, there were difficulties in fighting.

Of course, it would be better if they were together, but in this urgent situation, since Cain had already rushed ahead, it was better to be separate than to force a reunion.

At that moment, Oleciren’s eyes turned black.

Movement.

Whirrrrrr━!

The gears that made up the world started to move again.

“Wha……!”

The elves who were about to attack Oleciren and her party swung their weapons at empty air.

All that fluttered in the air was black dust.

“I told you we’re coming, right?”

The three of them appeared next to Cain.

Cain blinked at the sudden teleportation. No, to be precise, everyone on the battlefield did.

“You━.”

“Explanations later.”

Oleciren playfully winked, cutting off Cain’s words. Then, she extended her hand toward Marquis McLoud.

“It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

Marquis McLoud was momentarily surprised but quickly regained his composure and took her white hand, rising to his feet.

“The last time we met was at the ball last summer, so it’s been a little less than a year.”

“I never thought we’d see each other again in a place like this.”

Marquis McLoud realized that it was Princess Oleciren who had just performed the teleportation.

He could also tell that she was the one who had created the extraordinary black armor they were wearing.

He didn’t want to know, but……

Her now-visible black eyes gave him the answer.

“Could you be……”

Marquis McLoud cautiously started to speak.

A woman with black eyes who wielded not magic, but ‘miracles.’ As far as McLoud knew, the only ones capable of such feats were witches.

Shhh━.

Oleciren smiled faintly and raised her index finger to her lips. It was a sign not to ask any further questions.

Then, she looked at Cain.

“Can you hold out a little longer?”

Cain remembered her gray eyes. However, Oleciren’s eyes were now dyed pitch black with witch’s power.

To the words of the witch with black eyes, the warrior with purple eyes replied.

“For how long?”

“No questions asked?”

“I’ll know when I see it.”

“……I’m going to wake up the expedition members who are lying on this plain.”

Marquis McLoud turned his head in surprise.

“But I need some time. The area is too vast.”

She tried to hide the fact that she was a witch.

She didn’t want to reveal her true nature.

She wanted to live as if she weren’t a witch.

But fate wouldn’t let her go, and Oleciren made her own choice.

“Are you ready?”

Cain, sensing her resolve, asked the most important question.

“No.”

“This is going to be big.”

Cain cracked a joke and raised Agweska.

Vanderbilt and Isoel stood as if to protect McLoud and Oleciren.

The reason Cain had to stay put was that there was no other way to protect Marquis McLoud.

However, with Vanderbilt, who specialized in defense, and the princess’s knight, Isoel, by his side, Cain was an unleashed beast.

Instead of answering about being ready, Oleciren looked at Cain’s back and uttered the vow she always repeated to herself.

“I won’t say that I’m sorry.”

Boom━.

Dark clouds churned, the river surged, and even the ground began to tremble slowly.

In the center of it all stood Oleciren, her gray hair slowly turning black like falling snow.

She stretched out her arms and began to move them as if her witch’s instincts were whispering to her.

Sometimes fiercely.

Sometimes sorrowfully.

“I’ll finish this quickly, as much as I’m sorry.”

“Oleciren.”

Cain turned around.

In that direction were Faye MacGeraghty and Marquis Ross.

“Live.”

He returned the concern she had expressed on Naglfar.

Thud━!

And he charged toward the elves, who were stunned as they witnessed the miracle unfolding.

Oleciren watched his retreating figure and let out a chuckle.

“Yes, Lord Ethelred.”

Whirrrrrr━.

Cain smiled at the sound of gears turning behind him.

‘May you not regret your choice.’

Oleciren made her choice for Airian, and Cain drew his sword to slay his past.

“Ross━!”

An elf swordsman charged at him.

The magic of elf spirit summoners bound his ankles.

Cain pointed his sword toward Ross, who stood at the end of his path.

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