Chapter 191 – 54. Cohabitation With Erti (2)
The space behind Erti’s memories and Roia’s Great War.
This was a special place. From the moment he entered the trial, the current world and the flow of time changed.
It is now the fourth day since the trial of Roia began. However, in present time, less than an hour had passed.
I’m from the town of Lunau. On the first day of her ordeal, she wrestled with her sword for three days on the same hill she had come with Erti.
And for those three days. Erti killed close to 100 times.
Erti floating in front of me with angel wings. She muttered to herself.
“Still, I don’t think they neglected her training by trusting only her lineage. As long as she can last a minute against Graiel.”
Erti reproduced Greiel’s power with the power of Roia and the other side of space. As seen on the plain of Bernige. Erti, who became Greiel, was a living nightmare.
“Are you alive again?”
I hurriedly groped my throat at her words.
‘He was alive. No. Did he die again?”
Right before. Erti’s sword cut my throat. Although she came back to life like this. As the name of Roia’s trial befits, her sense of death remained the same.
Even the pain and unpleasant sensations of dying in an instant. I felt it vividly at each death.
I let out a sigh of relief inside her, so that Erti wouldn’t notice.
‘To die. It’s very fucked up every time. Even though I died so many times.’
Even though death was repeated countless times. I couldn’t get used to that feeling at the moment of death.
Right now, my body has been changed for her ordeal, as Erti foretold in advance.
Although the shape and appearance of the body remain the same. Instead, her physical abilities were off to the same extent as those of Eschenmund’s soldiers.
‘Because even the mana rods and mana hearts have been changed to the level of ordinary soldiers.’
The moment that changed. I realized belatedly how good I had been using my body.
Even though he was uninjured and had the body of an ordinary soldier. My whole body felt very heavy.
It was fortunate that he had a body that could use mana. A lion heart sword based on mana. And because I was able to use the alchemy and spirit magic I had learned.
‘But it’s because the opponent is that fucking Erti…’
Ruined Holy Sword Erti. However, she was able to use Roia’s power.
Erti not only reproduced Graiel’s power, but she, who was her original spear, changed that demon’s weapon into her sword.
So Erti imitated her lion swordsmanship and Atlin’s swordsmanship. In other words, it has become a transcendental monster that uses the completed lion heart sword.
So it was natural that I couldn’t deal with Erti right away.
“Are you going to try again? If it’s hard, it’s fine for today.”
“No. Just give me five minutes.”
“Hmm. The result would be the same. Still, I like that grit. Like. I’ll wait for you.”
As an attribute, I applied the fusion technique to the whole body. Moments later, the overload made her vomit blood.
‘Kheuk. As expected, I can’t survive the fusion ceremony with a normal body.’
However, Erti will die anyway.
Just with the usual mana practice. Erti’s attack, which moved at the same speed as Greiel, was unable to react in the slightest.
‘Even if the body is broken. I need to get used to Erti’s attacks.’
Her first ten deaths against her. In that death she died without even seeing her erti’s tip of her sword.
So on the eleventh death, when I managed to respond to her sword. On the contrary, Erti surprised me.
‘I must have studied the Lion Heart Sword properly. It was a blow that could never be confirmed with the normal body’s dynamic vision and reaction.’
She was right. Just like when she dealt with Izel Tier. Because I expected the attack in advance and my body reacted before the attack was completed.
But still, death was the same. On the 50th death. I felt the limitations of the general exercise method and introduced the fusion type exercise method to this body.
‘I think I’m going to die. It feels like my insides are burning every time the mana circulates.’
Five minutes passed like that. He forcibly endured the fusion ceremony and succeeded in refining mana as much as possible. Of course, it will be soon and this body will be destroyed as a side effect of the fusion ceremony.
‘Still, dying from Erti is more important than getting destroyed. So it doesn’t matter.’
Important thing. Her proficiency that can be gained by dealing with her. And it is an experience
I raised the sword again as it was. A shabby mana blade, incomparable to the usual me, formed there.
“Then let’s begin.”
That moment. Erti’s mood, which had been flapping her wings leisurely while imitating an angel, changed.
What stands in front of me is not a country girl or a holy sword. It was the same fallen angel on the plains of Wernige.
And as if piercing the whole body with countless needles, the magical power surged.
There is no rosario’s calming effect at this time. I had to take the disgusting energy of the curse with my body.
It was scary and cold, to the point where my whole body was shaking. It felt like being pressed by scissors.
‘I have to endure.’
Loa and Istia, the god of alchemy, borrowed a little of the divine power to barely push back the magic power.
Without even having time to think for a moment. Erti’s sword immediately pierced my neck. With a very familiar sword. It was 1 meal of Lion Heart Sword.
Erti killed me a hundred times with just that basic sword.
‘I can’t be defeated again.’
The two swords collided. And right after that. Some of Erti’s wing feathers fell to the ground.
“Oh. Did you match my body this time?”
Her expression was full of surprise. Of course, I was boiling with resentment for not being able to inflict a fatal wound.
“But not twice. How dare you try to injure a maiden’s body. It’s cheeky. Then I will personally blow your throat.”
Just as expected. Erti’s second sword attack once again narrowed my eyes.
***
When alive again. The sun was already setting in the village.
“Shall we go back? It’s dinner time.”
The two of them went down the hill. It was soon the love refuge of the coachman and Atlin. I entered a shabby house in the village.
In the past few days. Erti and I used this place as a lodging for trials.
It was a virtual space anyway, so there was no need to wash the body separately. However, Erti made sure to wash my body, saying it was to maintain a sane mind.
“Because if you take a warm bath, your emotions will be stabilized. Wouldn’t it be a big deal if you, who had experienced death all of a sudden, suddenly turned into an undead?”
‘If I can’t speak.’
The one who killed me a hundred times was himself. It felt nasty to say that.
However, I silently went into the wooden bathtub on the side of the house and washed my body quietly.
‘Because that’s not wrong.’
Rosario of Agnes. Even without the holy relic, my mind was clearer than I thought.
But this is a special backside space. And since I keep experiencing the nonsensical thing called death. I didn’t know that my mental limit would soon come.
Like Erti said, it was important to keep your sanity while you could.
‘Well, it doesn’t seem like anything special.’
Erti was also surprised to see me enduring like this.
Actually, I didn’t expect it myself either. The reason was vaguely obvious.
‘Lion Heart Sword. And Atlin von Reinhardt.’
Atlin after the lion sword. The completed Lion Heart Sword she showed in her death-dealing battle with Greiel.
A sword-shaped extreme that cannot be compared to the Midnight Sun I used. And the most beautiful and perfect swordsmanship that humans can create was there.
The scene of the swordsmanship unfolding deeply entered my mind and stuck.
Now that Agnes’s rosary is off too. It wasn’t even coercion created by a great saintess.
‘Reinhardt… I’m already that Reinhardt too.’
It had been more than 50% since synchronization with Yulian’s body had progressed. I don’t have any objection to thinking of myself as a member of the Reinhardt family.
So Atlin’s Lion Heart Sword. I wanted to make that swordsmanship my own.
As if that was my destiny.
Even in the midst of successive deaths, such misunderstandings have arisen. Because the current Erti is perfectly recreating Atlin’s Lion Heart Sword.
‘To that Erti. I’m going to learn all the lion heart swords. Without missing anything.’
In addition, the extinction of the Essenmund army experienced on the plain of Wernigue. And Atlin’s despair. The emotions I felt on the battlefield were rather a feeling that made my spirit stronger.
That brutal battlefield was to unfold in the not-too-distant future.
From the very moment I knew that experiencing death was a very fucking thing. I definitely wanted to survive in this island.
‘I don’t want to die. And seeing someone die.’
So I took a bath and calmed myself down.
“Bath, are you done? After washing it, it looks cleaner. You.”
And the moment you get out of the bathroom. Just like the last few days. The luxurious dinner prepared by Erti was spread out on the table.
***
Erti rested his palms on his chin and watched intently as I ate.
“Why are you looking at me like that? Indigestible.”
“How about it? It’s delicious? All made by myself.”
“It’s worth eating.”
“What is the response? It must have tasted like mother’s hand.”
The space behind Roia. Erti was able to use Roia’s authority fairly freely within this space.
Just like you made warm bath water a while ago. Erti brought ingredients from somewhere and prepared dinner like this while I was taking a bath.
The food service is also to keep my spirits intact. Erti explained to me.
“Do you mean the taste?”
“Atlin was not good at cooking at all. Agnes was different. I wasn’t good at cooking at first, but I learned to cook after meeting Riel.”
I knew that too. A DLC containing the story of Riel and Agnes. In that episode, Agnes often made lunches for people in Riel’s troupe.
Actually, it was for Riel whom she loved. Agnes, who was a terrible tsundere, used to express her feelings around Riel in that way.
“Every time Agnes cooked, I was also with her. I also learned his cooking skills with my own eyes. And the basics of cooking are cutlery. I’m the Holy Sword, so that’s the basis. It is very innate.”
Saying that, Erti stared at my face. The staring eyes were unnerving. I continued eating, avoiding those eyes.
‘Well, it’s as good as mealtime though.’
If someone who doesn’t know the situation sees the two of them now. It may be a scene of newlyweds in the countryside spilling sesame seeds.
The dinner prepared by Erti was hearty.
It wasn’t as fancy as the meal at my mansion, in keeping with the atmosphere of a country house. Whether it’s bread or a simple meat dish. Or vegetable dishes. All of them were filled with sincerity.
Two people sitting face to face at a dinner like that. Quite a picture lived.
‘And if Erti just shuts that mouth. Because she’s beautiful.’
Although she borrowed Atlin’s appearance. The atmosphere was completely different. Cool Northern Duke. If Atlin after the sword is that typical cold beauty.
Atlin had a comparatively expressive look on her face. Although she sometimes felt like she was acting.
And that gray hair that reached her waist. She tied the ends in her hair tie, which suited her now country girl dress.
On the other hand, she couldn’t hide her beauty even with her plain appearance. She had a face that made it hard to believe that she was actually a sword.
‘What are you thinking? Against the sword.’
Unknowingly, I thought of Erti. And Erti was still looking at me with a single smile.
I was shy and said it first.
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
“It’s amazing. Her face looked exactly like that Playboy Riel. Her hair color and eyes are exactly like Agnes. And Atlin too.”
Erti couldn’t hide her sad eyes for a moment.
Siertia, the holy sword that has been with Reinhardt for a long time.
And Atlin and Agnes, whom she especially considered. The one who inherited their blood was Yulian. Therefore, it is understandable that the feeling of that holy sword would be extraordinary.
Those feelings are rather stronger than people. It just made me feel weird.
‘Erti is not even human. Because she is a sword to the last. She won’t have to care.’
And even if you look like a woman. It was a scary sword that cut my throat 100 times with a smile.
Finished eating like that. And I got up from the table. I was thinking of going to bed right away.
Atlin and the coachman, who lived here before, would fit in one shot. Erti and I had no relationship, so there was no obligation to do so.
“Then I will go to bed first. I really enjoyed the meal. Erti.”
“Hmm. You could enjoy a cup of tea after your meal. Are you lacking in culture? Will you leave me alone?”
“They cut her throat. It’s because I’m tired.”
“That is not wrong. Then have a good rest. I will cut my throat again tomorrow.”
Leaving a grinning Erti behind, I entered my room. I immediately lay down on the bed.
For tomorrow. No, I had to fall asleep quickly for something I was going to try a little later. Although my body has become normal. However, the system and characteristics did not disappear.
‘Demon characteristics. Now is the time to put that trait to good use.’
I just closed my eyes.
***
Nightmare traits. The trait was applicable to oneself as well as to others.
I intended to have intentional lucid dreaming by putting that trait on myself.
‘Sleep time is too precious. If I stay blankly, I’ll continue to get my throat cut off like this.’
In other words, he intended to wield a sword even in a dream by using lucid dreaming. After dying about 100 times, he seemed to have a vague idea of how Erti swung his sword.
Before all the remaining sensations in the body are gone. I had to go into my dream.
‘Damn it. It’s not going well.’
However, it wasn’t easy. The Dream Demon attribute had already evolved and was able to be used at a very high level. The current body was the problem.
Simply put, a nerfed body. As a result, the level of the Dream Demon attribute returned to the level it was when the attribute was first obtained.
“Whoa. Is there anything else?”
A dream demon is a demon that feeds on human food and grows. So I needed an unsound idea. It was only then that the Fallen Dream attribute could be properly activated.
That is, the tyrant had to be erected. And just in time, beyond the wall of this little country house, there was a young and pretty girl named Erti.
Even though it was not a human, it was a holy sword that cut my throat like a joke. As a result, the shady resentment remains. On the contrary, it was appropriate to raise the tone.
‘Damn it bitch!’
Erti, I closed my eyes imagining her. Then he put her hand inside her pants and made his cock erect. She got an erection right away.
‘I feel like I’m losing somehow. I can’t help it for the ordeal.’
Through that intellect, the dream magic trait was activated. My own dream, not someone else’s dream. So the realm of lucid dreaming covered the entire little room I was chained up in.
And after a while When you enter such a hazy lucid dream state that you seem to be asleep but your mind is awake.
At that moment, something unexpected happened. My door opened and someone came in. It was Erti.
