Chapter 87 – #19 the Decisive Battle, the Warrior’s Sword Reaches the Sky (4)
It was a scene as if the sunlight of dawn was focused and gathered.
Warrior’s light.
Warrior’s magic.
The appearance of the greatsword, which originally boasted jet-black light from the handle to the blade, was hidden from view by that grand and magnificent light.
As Emilia radiated the same soft light all over her body, she wrapped the storm around her body and took a step forward.
The greatsword held in both hands and the group of lights gathered there shook fiercely as if they were ready to go wild at any moment, scattering bright light.
Her clear eyes, reminiscent of Emilia’s lake, looked up at the fleeting golden barrier that was about to disappear, and the red light source that the barrier was blocking with its last strength.
Those eyes briefly showed a faint feeling of fear at the deadly bombardment, full of murderous intent.
But the feeling faded as if it melted away in her instant, and her eyes looked straight and unwavering beyond her, with a look that suited her.
――The back of your hand is hot.
The back of her hand, on which the [Blessing of the Hero] Was engraved a little while ago, was so hot that it felt like it would burn.
Emilia still didn’t know if her choice was right or not.
Even if everything goes well with her anyway, in the end, what she is given after this is only days of lust and humiliation like muddy water.
I wondered if I was risking my life for that kind of future, and I felt like I was helping myself without realizing it.
However.
However, that thought is soon denied by another mind.
――When Emilia was young, she longed for a hero.
She longed for the hero’s story, and she was delighted with the story of the people saved by the hero.
‘… Done. It’s complicated.’
‘How about Earl Meln, what about life in the future, that’s enough for now.’
‘Now people need warriors. We need a hero for this position.’
‘――That’s the coolest moment.’
It doesn’t matter if it’s just this one time.
It’s okay to say that Emilia’s heroic story ends here.
Only once though.
Even just once.
In the legend, in the story of the hero in the story,
She is very excited because she feels like she is part of the scene.
――The back of your hand is hot.
The pattern on the back of the hand is hot.
The warrior’s blessing continues to heat up.
As if following Emilia’s longing for a hero in her heart,
The torrent of light gathered in the sword was increasing in intensity as if it were still lacking.
“Whoa, whoa…”
Those willow-like eyebrows gather.
Take a stance with strong spirit and will.
I aim the greatsword in both hands at the front.
Can do.
Can do. Can do. You can do it…
Clink–!!
A loud sound, like something breaking, coming from the air.
The barrier that gave Emilia time to catch her breath, at least for a moment, when she set foot on her balcony.
There is a decisive crack in that barrier, and it is immediately visibly crumbling.
After the barrier disappears, that torrent of light will immediately descend to sweep the place.
――Facing that light, what Emilia cherishes in her heart is the anecdote of the first hero.
A terrifying monster created by the Demon King.
The story of a warrior who faced a monster with six arms, a dragon’s jaw, a demonic eye that turned people to stone, and a mouth that breathed fire.
Even as his comrades fall and his body is in tatters,
In the end, he cut through the black monster he wielded and reached the sky… It comes through
Keep that look in mind.
He reminds himself once again that there is no way he, as the descendant of the hero, could not do what the first hero did.
“――I wish.”
“I hope this sword of mine reaches the sky.”
Emilia murmured words of prayer to the god she believed in, just putting many things into the tip of this sword.
Heart, hope, hope, courage, longing, resentment…
Put it all here
No time to worry about failure
Just with the words of a wishful prayer,
I raised my sword high above my head with all my heart.
“Ah…”
“Aaaaa!!!!”
Emilia roared and shouted,
She slashed the sword she had raised in front of her with all her might.
* * *
Woo woo woo woo…
Ooooo!!!!!
Focused silvery particles.
With a roar that rips through the air, pure white aurora borealis soared up into the sky.
Red light shot from the dragon and fell to the ground.
However, as if to push away that red light, a pure white light that did not lose at all was emitted and engaged.
Whoa…
Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo… Kuhwaaaaa
――Even though it was night, it became as bright as midday.
A pure white slash that pushes away the falling red light source.
Like the dawn of dawn, it reveals darkness and pushes away attacks with intent to kill.
『―――――――――!!」
Confused by the situation, the dragon that emits breath tried to somehow increase its power.
But already, the breath he exhaled now exceeded the limit after limit.
It is the final blow fired at the cost of the annihilation of this existence itself.
But even with that, it couldn’t overcome that stream of light.
…No, no, maybe that’s not all.
The golden barrier that had been opened just before also had already cut off a significant portion of the dragon’s power.
If the magic of the barrier had been a little more perfect, if the caster had been a little more perfect,
The dragon’s breath could not penetrate the barrier and would have perished.
So, this is unavoidable.
If he had dealt with only one hero, he might have succeeded.
Unfortunately, it was consumed and rendered powerless by the unknown hero’s helper.
『――――――…』
The inaudible cries of the dragon that exhaled its breath, which were nothing more than waves of magical power, gradually faded away.
More than half of that body, which had already been made of bones, had turned to dust and was disappearing.
Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo!!!!!
The antagonism between the white polar light and the red light source, the eruption of opposing magical powers, ended in an instant.
The crimson magic power, the white magic power emitted by Emilia devours and devours it.
Eventually, the white aurora borealis swept away not only the red light source, but also the dead dragon that was only half left at its source.
* * *
“Her… 100 million… Heo-eok… Heo-eok… Heo-eok… !”
Fluff… !
Damn it!
After confirming that the magic power she had fired swept away the evil dragon, Emilia let out her rough breath and sat down on the spot.
Her greatsword, which she was clutching with both hands, slipped from her slack hands and fell riotously to the floor.
A sturdy and mysterious ink greatsword comparable to the Holy Sword.
However, the sword was cracked here and there, and it was cracking even at this moment.
This wasn’t just a matter of strength, it was just that Emilia’s magical power and the quality of her sword didn’t match.
What’s more, she is nothing more than a forcible manifestation of something that should have been destroyed by Count Meln’s magical power.
Something that was only a temporary measure anyway.
As much as it is, now that it has finished its work, it is gradually changing into a black fog and disappearing like its owner.
“Ah… Ha… Ha… Ha…”
Sweat flowed out like rain.
It seems like dehydration will happen because of the sweat that flows out.
The inside of her body seems empty, and her limbs have no strength at all.
My head is dizzy, and my whole body feels unfamiliar as if it belonged to someone else.
But even in that situation, Emilia struggled to lift her head and look up at her sky.
From her crumbling balcony, she looks up at the clear sky.
The sky where a terrifying storm raged a moment ago.
But now, it hadn’t rained on and around this balcony.
Not only the balcony, but also the forest beyond the balcony, and the surroundings of this imperial castle.
When I looked up, I saw a starry night sky.
A beautiful night sky with not a single cloud visible.
However, on either side of the sky, thick dark clouds were still peeping through the rain and lightning.
The clouds parted.
The torrent of light that Emilia fired, her slash.
It split the sky full of dark clouds and revealed the clear night sky beyond it.
“Under… Ah… Ha… After…”
‘I got it… Reached…’
‘…’
Her own kendo, her own prayer too.
She can’t believe she got there, and that’s why she’s thrilled.
Thinking that far, I collapsed onto the balcony.
‘… Exhausted…’
Her body no longer moved.
She abused her beyond her limit, so it’s impossible now.
‘… Father… Mother…’
‘I am… Emilia… As a warrior… Shame on you… Not…’
Just before she lost consciousness, one last time.
Emilia thought of her parents whom she loved very much, and muttered to them as if praying.
She just slowly, slowly lost her consciousness.
* * *
“… After all, it’s great, my love.”
“It’s amazing, like the strength of a warrior. Of course, Lia who made it to that point is also amazing. Yes Yes.”
Looking up at the sky that Emilia split, Earl Meln muttered,
Mona accepted the words and seeped into his feet.
Although she uses magic to make her invisible, she hid herself for the time being just in case.
Earl Meln, who was sitting on one knee on the floor,
He struggled to get up from his seat and staggered toward the fallen Emilia.
Although he was completely in rags just a moment ago,
Thanks to the power of the ‘Egg of the Demon King’, his body was still recovering in real time.
By the time I return to the mansion, the outside will probably be healed.
“Well, then…”
Supporting the fainting Emilia, Earl Meln muttered.
Then what should I do now?
As he walked to the banquet hall with Emilia after pondering for a while, the nobles and knights who had been watching this unbelievable scene hurriedly came closer to support him.
That crazy emperor is yet to be seen.
