The Villain Carries the Holy Sword – Chapter 19.2

The sound of air being torn.

Arna, who had always lost her smile, stood at the back of the group, holding a bow with her ‘Flash’ expression on her face.

The bowstring was a faintly glowing light green against the clear and transparent blue that appeared to be cut from the sky.

Instead of arrows, it was infused with the magical power of wind.

“I’ve told you. I will definitely take one life.”

Cain couldn’t hide his surprise and replied.

“Storm Bow Hokma……!”

This was the reason why Arna had followed them here willingly, and the reason why she had boldly made a deal with Cain in the first place.

Storm Bow Hokma

The legendary bow that was said to have killed a one-eyed, bald giant in a single shot.

It was a bow that fired arrows that grew exponentially stronger with the user’s power.

Obviously, there was a limit to that.

As Arna was already dying, there was a limit to the power that she could cultivate.

“It wouldn’t be bad to take the dragon’s life at the end.”

She gave a confident expression, as befitted ‘Flash’.

Abel turned his head and bit his lower lip.

He felt happy to see his mother’s changed appearance, but the thought that she was about to die was unbearable.

“It’s not the end.”

Uuuuu━.

Cain’s sword began to tremble slightly, producing an unusual musical sound.

The coast that had been filled with the dark power emitted by the black dragon, Arthuan, changed.

“It begins.”

Pop━!

Dazzling pure white light.

Cain’s aurora began to push back the darkness, illuminating the surroundings.

As they approached the light, their shrunken and tense bodies relaxed.

“Kuaaaaaaaa━!”

Arthuan roared.

Dark spheres appeared around it, as befitting a dragon species capable of using magic from birth, such as breathing.

Kwaang━!

They fell like rain on Cain’s group.

Abel with Arna, Oleciren with Isoel, and Vanderbilt with Asher.

And Cain was in the forefront.

Thung━.

He yelled while repelling the darkness.

“Isoel━!”

“Yes, Lord Ethelred!”

A knight who was only looking at the princess.

Oleciren, who had decided to bear the heavy burden of protecting her as one body, pulled her earring so hard that her earlobe tore.

Kuu━ung━!

The earring flickered.

If Arthuan was darkness and Cain was light, then the colourless magic power flowing from the earring held by Isoel was!

The hammer, Credne, one of the Airian Kingdom’s three great treasures and said to gather all iron, revealed itself.

“Hokma and Credne.”

Cain shakes his head.

He was nothing.

He was confident he would only lose to one Arthuan!

A blue aurora erupted from Isoel’s entire body.

Kuaaaaaaaaaaak━.

The stronger she gripped it, the brighter the light became, and she tightened all the muscles hidden beneath her heavy armor.

And.

Pop.

Isoel began to run.

As if a magical bomb had fallen on the fine sand, craters appeared wherever her feet touched.

It was a sight that showed the extent of the pressure exerted by the hammer, Credne!

Hooooong━!

In the midst of the surging dark sphere and Arthuan’s murderous intent, Isoel flew into the sky.

She moved fast for a human.

However.

Degururur━.

It was an ordinary speed for Arthuan.

When the black dragon’s large black eyes followed her and its short arms with sharp claws moved.

Thud.

She felt an irresistible command as she met Arthuan’s gaze.

Cain looked back, surprised, and Oleciren stared at Arthuan without blinking.

Thud━!

Juru━ruk━.

Thick red blood began to flow from all the orifices on Oleciren’s face, including her eyes, nose, mouth, and ears.

Only now did Cain understand why the two of them had only brought Vanderbilt in their previous life.

‘She hasn’t even awakened as a witch, and she can wield this much power?

He stuck out his tongue.

It was common sense that an unawakened witch was only as skilled as a novice magician or expert.

However, Oleciren was now violently burning the slightly open magic power of a witch and interfering with the actions of the black dragon, Arthuan.

Oleciren displayed an unusual level of confidence.

Isoel’s sincerity in saying she was willing to risk her life.

‘It seems like it would be enough to deal with a half-baked black dragon, but why did they fail before.’

Cain tilted his head.

Then.

Arthuan failed to respond properly due to Oleciren’s command.

Kuaaaaang━!

Isoel smashed Arthuan’s head with his hammer Credne.

Then they heard a tremendous roar that seemed to tear their eardrums. Arthuan, who had been flying in the air, swayed and landed.

He immediately recovered his composure.

But.

Kuaaaaaaaaaaaang━!

The hammer did not stop with a single blow.

Isoel, who had climbed on top of its head, grabbed Credne with both hands and continued to beat it as if it were a nail.

The creature could not shake off Isoel due to her weight, the weight of her heavy armour, and the pressure of Credne.

Kuuuuung━.

Its massive body fell to the shore.

“Die━!”

Oleciren yelled, spitting blood.

Abel, who was the closest, appeared as a single ray of light cutting through the darkness.

Ardvark.

Lu Rabada Lugh Lamhfhada.

­Lou Delbach Lugh Delb­aeth.

The first attack bounced off without penetrating the scales.

However, the repeated attacks shattered Arthuan’s scales.

Abel’s broadsword, which had not stopped despite his torn palm, pierced Arthuan’s left temple.

Vanderbilt was up next.

Lo Myer Lo Meyer.

A greatsword appeared to pierce the sky!

And.

Kuaaaaang━!

The elderly knight swung his greatsword vertically with all his might and power.

“……!!”

Arthuan’s right skull was crushed and crumbled.

The strongest vertical slash, ‘Lo Myer,’ combined all of his strength into a single blow.

A series of attacks flowed like water.

Oleciren’s interference and Isoel’s hammering had pinned Arthuan to the ground, and Abel and Cloyd’s attacks had finally taken its life.

Princess Oleciren shouted at Arna, who was quietly watching with her Hawkma, and Cain, who was emitting a white aurora, with boundless joy.

“We won, we won!”

But Cain maintained a calm expression as he stared at the dark water and distant horizon.

“No way.”

If it had been so simple, Vanderbilt would not have died in his previous life.

━The second night begins.

“Kuaaaaaaaa━!”

The black sea produced a black dragon that was identical to the ‘Arthuan’ that had died on the shore.

“Kuaaaaaaaa━!”

This time there were two.

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