Ch 169
“… What a Regret.”
The Old Driver completely closed their mouth after saying that.
You can see thick veins popping out on their jaw, showing how hard they are gritting their teeth.
They are not even looking at you anymore.
Tenaciously!
Is it that they don’t have the confidence to hold onto Reason while facing you?
To make matters worse, you feel the gazes of the people around you turning cold.
You realize once again in a very undesirable situation just how reputable that Elder is among the Swordsmen.
From now on, you should be more cautious of people with swords at their waists.
You start to worry.
Is there a way to restore the Relationship with that reputable Elder?
You look at the open Chest.
You look at the shattered Content inside.
Perhaps, isn’t your Relationship with the Elder like that as well?
Yes. That’s right.
There’s no way to restore it.
But don’t be too Regretful.
Maybe.
You and he may have saved and been saved without even knowing it.
The Content of the Chest that the Elder wanted might have actually driven him to Ruin.
Shouldn’t we say that the forms of misfortune and happiness are all different?
So, you decide to just laugh for now.
The weather is really clear.
Even though the future is bleak.
▶Fate 47: The Casket of Blood and Iron
✦✦✦
『Title: No, seriously, opening the Blood Iron Casket』
Content: Destroying the Barrier is the Orthodox Method, you Bastards
『Photo』 What is this?
The Content was also smashed along with the Barrier, so
The Favorability of the Gray Wolf-related people and Group has been collectively smashed, seriously.
Suddenly, the Favorability of unheard-of Groups and NPCs collectively plummeted, and I was wondering what the hell was going on.
-: Wow, Happy Ending
-『Author』: Happy Ending, my ass
Seeing this, I have to Normalization the Favorability of some of them as a must, so
I heard I have to grind and grind and grind.
If this is a Happy Ending, then my school days were also a Happy Ending route.
-: Did you complete a world where no one gets hurt during your school days like now?
-: If you open the Blood Iron Casket with that Gray Wolf,
The Gray Wolf Priest gets brutally killed, yeah.
Rather than watching the Priest’s brutal death show from the VIP seat,
Being treated as an Enemy by them is still happier.
-『Author』: No, seriously, I’m being treated as an enemy by the Guys I helped, and
The Negative Influence on the Game play,
How is that a Happy Ending?
-: Wait, is that above for real?
The lives of the people related to the Destiny Quest don’t get completely screwed up?
Suddenly, I’m feeling bummed out.
Isn’t it too bright?
-『Author』: Isn’t it too bright? You’re saying that?
These Brats are really in a serious state.
I’m telling you, you guys really need to quit this Game?
Don’t you know what Happy means?
-: You son of a bitch, lol, if the Destiny Quest is cleared, it’s a Happy Ending.
What more do you want, lol.
-: Domestic Macho Club Bulletin Board
-『Author』: No, seriously;
-『Author』: But I’m kind of curious about that.
What happens when you open that Chest that
The Gray Wolf Priest gets brutally killed?
Still, aren’t these guys Sword Master and a prospective Sword Master?
Even the Player is there together.
Player Party + two level 70ish powerhouses, but
How can they get brutally killed there?
-: ThisTimeYouAskedMeForSpoilersIAmNotAtFault?IWillAlsoSaySpoilerAlert?
-: We need to put a leash and muzzle on the dog owner.
That Brat is drooling and wandering around.
-『Author』: No, but seriously, I’m really curious about that Bad Ending route?
In the first place, how did you win the Swordsmanship Contest against that Swordsmanship Contest Spirit and open the Chest?
Did you really learn all the Swordsmanship?
-: That’s just a structure that opens when you do the Swordsmanship Contest all the time, yeah yeah.
-『Author』: What lol
Is Swordsmanship Contest surprisingly calorie-consuming?
Does the Spirit also get tired?
-: It’s not that, but
That Swordsmanship Contest is actually
Like Magical Power sharing, yeah yeah.
The moment the Swordsmanship Contest is established, the Incantation is activated, so
It’s a structure that steals the opponent’s Magical Power little by little and accumulates it in the Barrier.
-: So, if you do the Swordsmanship Contest until the Barrier is fully charged, it will open on its own, yeah yeah.
The reason you can’t help the Priest from dying is also because of that.
Because Magical Power is exhausted from opening the Barrier, yeah yeah.
-『Author』: Is this Sword Judgment? Seriously.
You’re doing Magical Power pickpocketing while saying let’s do Swordsmanship Contest.
-: Haha, that’s what uneducated people are like.
-: Just looking at the absence of Swordsmanship Magic<, it's real.
The gap with the educated people is extremely severe.
-: Fact） The one who made that Chest is actually a Wizard.
-『Author』: What?
Then, is the one said to be inside that Chest perhaps a Wizard?
-: No no, it’s a Swordsman.
Sword Master-level Swordsman
-『Author』: But the Gray Wolf Priest lost?
One is washed up, and the other is not fully grown, but both are Sword Master-level.
-: It’s because he’s someone who was active in the hellish days when the World was really screwed up, so
The level is a bit different.
✦✦✦
“Torben!!!”
Frozen Breath Pallag.
It is extremely rare for him, who has awakened the Extreme Cold Technique, to lose his Composure.
Now.
He has now helplessly lost his Composure.
It’s not because of his friend’s injury.
It is certainly a shocking thing, but-
The Elder Archmage had experienced too much to react to such things one by one.
Private Emotions should be thoroughly excluded the moment Combat begins.
That is the path to the best result.
The Archmage knew that fact better than anyone else.
The reason why such an Archmage was surprised.
‘Torben is being helplessly defeated by a sword!?’
That was a shocking sight even for the Elder Archmage who had experienced so much.
An Elder who once had the name of Cursed Sword.
Even if that sword has become dull with Years, the overbearing martial prowess that sword possesses will never disappear.
Pallag, who had been interacting with Torben since his youth, knew how that name Cursed Sword was created.
No trickery worked in front of that Stubborn and adamant sword.
A sword that never loses its Presence in front of any Enemy.
That was the Gray Wolf, Torben, that Pallag knew.
Furthermore, Torben was matching his movements with his Disciple, who had inherited his Nature as it was.
Throughout the entire Continent.
How many people would be able to withstand that Combined Attack?
Furthermore, how many people would be able to counter that Combined Attack in that way?
“Torben, are you okay!?”
The Archmage immediately understood the seriousness of the Situation and expressed corresponding bewilderment.
“Huk…! Huk..! What the hell is this-…!”
In the case of Gorein, who had a deeper understanding of swords, the bewilderment was even greater.
Even while blocking the blood flowing from the wound on his neck, he was still confused because he had not yet fully grasped the Situation.
‘If it had been a little deeper, it would have been irreversible…!’
The Fear of death was familiar to a Swordsman.
However, that Unfathomable Power of not understanding the opponent’s sword.
That was more unfamiliar and frightening than the Fear of death.
The Expression of a Swordsman who had begun to develop Experience was swallowed up by immature Emotions.
A Realm that looks at the rear within the Realm of a Master.
Over the face of Gorein, who is praised as the Successor of the Cursed Sword, the Expression of a Youthful Swordsman who has entered actual Combat for the first time was superimposed.
“Get a hold of yourself, Gorein!!!”
“…!”
It was the Master’s cry that awakened such a Disciple.
Before he knew it, that Skeleton Soldier was staring at Gorein.
Clatter.
It made a strange sound and took Action.
Torben hurriedly regained his posture.
And.
Coldness bloomed one beat faster than that.
A large number of Ice Spears were created in an instant with a crackling sound.
It surged towards the Skeleton Soldier at the same time as it floated around Pallag.
The Skeleton Soldier’s gaze was still fixed on Gorein.
It was the moment when the Ice Spear flew towards the side of the Skeleton Soldier, who seemed defenseless-
Chuck.
It was as if the Ice Spear had flown in response to the Skeleton Soldier’s call.
The Skeleton Soldier nonchalantly held out his hand forward.
The Ice Spear came into that grip and was naturally held.
The Skeleton Soldier lightly flicked his wrist in that state.
The Skeleton Soldier’s Ice Spear drew a spiral and shook off the other Ice Spears.
No.
It became entangled with the other Spears.
“…!”
In a Situation where every moment was crucial, Pallag unknowingly closed and opened his eyes wide.
In that way, he doubted his own eyes.
The Ice Spears that had been fired at the Skeleton Soldier were already tucked away on its side.
The extreme coldness that made up the Spear was freezing the bones every moment, but the Skeleton Soldier did not care about it at all.
How.
From that posture right away?
With a strange Movement that raised such a Doubt, the Skeleton Soldier was already taking a throwing stance.
Crackling-
The Ice Spear froze the Skeleton Soldier’s hand and inversely gripped it.
Clang!
The Skeleton Soldier lightly shook it off by simply adding strength to his grip.
“This━”
Humiliation was added to Pallag’s Expression, which was already filled with shock.
That Ice Spear may have seemed simple at first glance, but it was Magic containing the essence of Frozen Breath.
Each of those Ice Spears contained the Magical Power and power to freeze the entire giant cavity where they were.
However, the Skeleton Soldier handles such Ice Spears as if they were originally his Weapons.
It was more delicate than moving his fingers, and it was a control of power that was more adamant than the Movement of the thighs kicking off the ground.
Any object, the moment it is held in his hand, seemed to be reborn as his Weapon.
Even if it is a power containing the thoughts and Will of others.
“Master…”
Torben looked at the Skeleton Soldier’s Action and unknowingly uttered that title.
Sword Master.
A name given to those who have reached the pinnacle of martial arts.
Right now, in this place, there was no Existence more suitable for that name than the Skeleton Soldier.
Whoosh!
The Atmosphere of the place is concentrated in one place.
It was a helpless flow, as if being grabbed by both legs and dragged away.
The hand holding the Ice Spear seemed to be holding this entire place.
Tremendous power was concentrated in the Skeleton Soldier’s hand.
Pallag tried to extinguish the Ice Spear he had created again━ but it no longer listened to Pallag’s command.
From the moment it was held in the Skeleton Soldier’s hand, it had now become entirely the Skeleton Soldier’s Weapon.
Instead of shouting with a mixture of shock and Dissatisfaction, Pallag let out a shout of ‘Heup!’
The Atmosphere that had been dragged away by the Skeleton Soldier stayed in place, creating a giant Ice Barrier that divided the space.
It isolated Dray and his attendants Maisy, Gus, and Rona, and Pien from the Skeleton Soldier.
Bang!
The roar that erupted the moment the wall was created praised Pallag’s Judgment.
The Ice Spear that had been held in the Skeleton Soldier’s hand was already stuck in the Ice Barrier that blocked Dray’s path.
“…”
The Ice Spear stopped in front of him, almost breaking through the thick Ice Barrier.
Dray looked at it and unknowingly swallowed hard.
At that time.
The Skeleton Soldier kicked a pile of Ice Spears with flamboyant footwork.
The Ice Spears that popped up scatter in the air.
Skeleton Soldier.
Dancer.
That word, which is so out of place, is briefly associated.
The Skeleton Soldier’s flamboyant body Movement brushes past the Ice Spears.
Elbow.
Knee.
Fist.
Instep.
They became one Hammer, and the Ice Spears became a chisel.
It was an elegant body Movement like a dancer’s dance, but the sound it made was extremely rough.
With a bang! sound, the Ice Spears are fired with a fierce Presence.
Clang!
Torben swung his sword and barely knocked away the Spear.
The aftermath created a violent tremor in the blade of the sword.
That tremor dug into his hand and spread throughout his entire body.
Clang!
Should we really say that the Disciple is like the Master?
Gorein tried to knock away the Spear by performing a similar Action to Torben.
But was it because of a deeper injury than his Master?
Or was it because of a shallow Realization?
“Ugh━”
The Ice Spear leaves a huge Trace on his Left Hand shoulder.
Gorein’s sword, held in both hands, wavers for a moment.
Gorein felt that he could no longer put strength into his Left Hand.
“Hoo…!”
Pallag took a deep breath.
It seemed that the afterimage of the Ice Spear still remained in his fully dilated pupils.
Pallag barely succeeded in taking back the Ownership of the Ice Spear.
What if the Skeleton Soldier had targeted him in particular?
What if only he had been in this place?
Pallag decided not to delve deeply into that thought.
The Skeleton Soldier’s offensive had only just begun.
✦✦✦
Pallag. Torben. Gorein
They opposed the Skeleton Soldier with one Heart and one mind.
It was not simply numerical superiority.
They were friends and Disciples.
The Joint Attack they unfolded had a structure that was hard to believe was the first time they had matched their movements.
It clearly drove the Skeleton Soldier into a defensive position.
The Joint Attack became more sophisticated.
The more they attacked, the more their Understanding of each other increased.
But why.
Nevertheless, they were gradually losing their Presence.
When they were Understanding each other.
The Skeleton Soldier was grasping them at a speed beyond that.
From some point on, the Skeleton Soldier began to replace evasion with attacking Action.
In one flow that it created, the three Superhuman gradually began to lose their way.
“This kind of thing…!”
It’s unreasonable.
Torben had been repeating those words inwardly from some point on.
The powerful Swordsmanship he knew should have contained form and style.
However, the Skeleton Swordsman’s Swordsmanship did not fall under that.
Just an impromptu and wild Movement that seemed to rely on Sensation.
Even the operation of Magical Power was the same as that.
That Nature created extreme irrationality.
When the Skeleton Swordsman was discerning and interpreting the form and style of their swords and Magic.
They were barely able to keep up with the Movement.
As a result, the Situation was clearly tilting.
They faced the Skeleton Swordsman with one Heart and one mind.
Is that why.
Almost at the same time, they reached one conclusion.
It’s Despair.
When the Skeleton Swordsman was digging into their every gap.
They could not even create a single Rule to counter it, let alone the Skeleton Swordsman’s gap.
The Situation was clearly tilted.
Towards the Skeleton Swordsman.
“…”
At that time.
The Skeleton Swordsman slowly lowered his head.
After a while.
It, which raised its head again, had the face of a Woman.
It was a navy blue bob-haired Woman with an aloof Atmosphere.
She said.
“Yes. This is the power.”
Her Expression, soaked in elation, seemed to be intoxicated with her own power.
She said to Pallag.
“Wizard. What do you think of this power?”
“What do you want to say?”
“I, too, was once a Wizard like you.”
“…What?
“I, too, once believed that the Mystery of Magic was the most powerful force that makes up this World, just like you. Until I saw this wondrous Existence.”
The Woman looked down at her own two hands.
Before she knew it, that emaciated Skeleton was covered in flawless white skin.
“Finally…”
The Woman murmured, overwhelmed with emotion.
Then, she raised her head again and stared at them.
A sadistic Hunter’s Smile that the Skeleton Soldier could not create is directed at them.
“…!”
Torben was momentarily overwhelmed by that Smile.
That was the problem.
The Woman’s Movement that he missed for a moment.
It forced Torben’s next Action.
The only Action allowed to him. Response.
Torben carried it out.
While sensing his own end.
“…!”
It was at that moment.
The Skeleton Soldier quickly turned his body and swung his sword.
Clang!
Lisir, who had already approached the Woman, crossed swords with her.
The collision of power. The two swords resist each other fiercely and tremble.
“No…!”
Torben shouted.
Throbbing! Intense Pain bloomed in his Left Hand, where his ring and little fingers had been cut off.
That Pain was a Realization.
Through that, Torben realized how dangerous it was to cross swords with that Skeleton Swordsman.
A Movement that was like a Wolf trying to dig into his arms and bite his neck.
There was no form or style, but it was obvious that a more dangerous Action than any formal Swordsmanship would unfold once again.
As expected.
The Woman’s sword created a strange line and became entangled with Lisir’s sword.
Furthermore.
Even that was only because it was him that it ended with just losing his fingers.
Will that young Swordsman be able to protect his neck from that Wolf?
With a dizzying Sensation, Torben was already distorting his Expression.
It was at that moment.
“…!?”
The line that the Woman’s sword was freely drawing-
The line that had no form or style was unnaturally cut off.
A formal line corresponding to that-
By a clear Swordsmanship with form and style.
The Woman hurriedly kicked off the ground and distanced herself from Lisir.
A clear line was drawn on her Left Hand arm.
Leaving behind the Woman who was staring intently at the wound-
Lisir said.
“Everyone, I’ve figured out how to defeat that Brat!”
“…!”
Hope bloomed on their faces.
It was only for a moment.
To find a way to defeat the sword that has no form or style?
In that short amount of time?
It’s impossible.
Surely, it must have been a fluke that was possible because he had dug into the Skeleton Soldier’s gap.
He concludes that a fluke created by countless coincidences is the answer.
It was a common mistake made by Swordsmen with insufficient Experience.
“The basis is…!”
Because of the Situation, Torben asked back in a tone full of disbelief.
In a Stubborn tone, like the tone of a Master rebuking his Disciple.
In response, Lisir replied.
“I learned it from the person in question while you guys were buying time!”
“Learned it, that’s-… wait.”
What?
The person in question?
Their gazes turned to the Woman.
“…?”
The Woman tilted her head with a crooked Expression.
Me?
✦✦✦
Translator’s Blog
Blog
- Should You Return To That Dropped Novel? The Light Novel Comeback Arc
- The Social Isolation Speech Impediment: How Being a Shut-In Can Make You Sound Like a Robot
- Kimonos, Cosplay, and Cultural Cancels: Nezuko’s Demon Slayer Saga in China
- Chaoyang Masses: The Spy Games Your Aunts and Uncles Play
- My Early 20s Emo Profile: A Journey Back to Myspace (And Why It Still Haunts Me)
Leave a Reply