Volume 2 Chapter 71 The Sun’s Farewell
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”No, not really. Do you remember what I said when I first called you to my bedroom?”
”Yes. ‘I’ll take care of you until you grow hair.’”
”That’s right. I have no regrets about you not being a boy anymore. Losing an excellent warrior is painful, but there are others to take their place. Now that you’re no longer a male prostitute, you’re just a slave soldier. The path to advancement is closed, so you must have fled to another country?”
”Yes. You had no value to me since you weren’t willing to hand over your country and wealth.”
”How did you know about my raid? Did you bribe one of my subordinates?”
”The warrior monks of Azrael do not betray for money. With the tide and wind, this fishing village is the perfect place to remain unnoticed. I had a hunch someone would come, so I had Aisha on standby. ──May I ask, what brings you here?”
”I cannot say.”
”Is it for a friend? Still as dutiful as ever.”
”…….Oswald.”
Nizaam fixed his beast-like gaze on the golden youth.
It reflected the moonlight, shining brilliantly.
”You cannot fully utilize the power of the sun now. ──Surrender. If you do, I will not kill you immediately.”
”You’re joking. I am currently the Knights of the Sun protecting this Izerland.”
Oswald’s golden eyes gleamed as he drew his holy sword from its sheath.
He slowly held the sword horizontally.
”As an invader, I will not forgive you, even if you are who you are.”
”Oh, so you really want to fight me? Foolish…. You haven’t forgotten who taught you ‘Leap’ to perfection, have you?”
”Your former disciple has surpassed you.”
”That arrogance will be your downfall. If you wish to die, I will not stop you. Accept the Secret Technique of Nizaam, once hailed as the strongest of the Twelve Divine Generals.”
The beast-man with the tiger beard took his stance.
He positioned the sword tip towards his opponent, beside his ear.
Oswald and Nizaam held the same stance.
The distance between the two was about 20 meters, but for both of them, who were users of ‘Leap,’ it was an irrelevant distance.
Thus, both Oswald and Nizaam were within each other’s lethal range.
”……”
”Kukukukuku”
Nizaam’s magic sword had a translucent blade.
Glittering with silver under the moonlight, it flickered strangely, repeatedly diminishing and intensifying in presence.
The magic sword of mist──.
It was a superlative weapon obtained by Nizaam’s ancestor who made a pact with a demon that manipulates the probability of material existence.
Its effect was to arbitrarily make enemies’ swords and armor transparent, cutting only the flesh within.
In short distances, it could also stretch its blade.
This significantly enhanced Nizaam’s attacking power as a user of ‘Leap,’ and the blade’s extensibility made it easier to break through enemy defenses.
For example, against the Church knights of the Western Church.
They would receive attacks with their shields or rely on close-quarter fighting and grappling with the enemy’s sword, but all of that was meaningless against this magic sword.
Rather, they were the perfect prey.
Before becoming one of the Twelve Divine Generals, Nizaam had slaughtered countless Church knights with this sword.
Of course, he was also adept at combat against Beastmen who relied on scales or tough fur.
That sword, which could pierce defenses, was now aimed at his once-beloved disciple──.
”……”
”────…”
The two walked in a circle in the square,
”──Haaaa!”
”────!”
In an instant, they leaped, kicking up gravel.
There was no need for trickery.
There was no chance of holding back.
From the start, it would end with a single Leap using a ‘Secret Technique.’
Nizaam trembled with excitement,
(Secret Technique──)
The arm of the demon quivered in the shadow of fire sparks.
The ‘Leap’ type Secret Technique was simple and straightforward.
It was an extraordinary acceleration of speed.
(Ohhh!)
He protected his damaged body with a powerful ‘Wall’, and even as his muscles continued to tear, he relied on his magic power to forcibly heal himself.
In modern battles where large-scale magic clashes between magician groups were the norm, the role of a swordsman was to kill the main enemies who used powerful magic.
The ‘Secret Technique’ known as ‘Pursuit of the Shadow’ was unparalleled in one-on-one combat, making it the most versatile and powerful killing sword for a swordsman.
After all, as long as he had attack power, he could cut down even the most powerful magician without giving them a chance to react.
It was just a fast slash.
However, speed was the greatest weapon.
Nizaam saw Oswald charging towards him at super speed within his enhanced perception.
He was also using a Secret Technique──.
(But that Secret Technique, ‘Pursuit of the Shadow’, was far inferior compared to mine.)
Clumsy!
Slow!
It was so slow that it made him yawn──!
Secret Techniques were not created equal.
The number of people he had killed using Secret Techniques was different.
He could win.
Oswald was no match for Nizaam when it came to Secret Techniques.
He would show no mercy.
With a super-fast leap, he expanded the range of his ‘Misty Magic Sword’ and cut Oswald from shoulder to waist at an angle, faster than the latter could react.
Meanwhile, Oswald still had his sword raised.
(Hmph────)
As Nizaam perceived his magic sword easily cutting Oswald’s body in 2, he bared his teeth under his mustache.
It was over.
Before Nizaam’s Secret Technique, ‘Pursuit of the Shadow’, even the greatest sword talent was meaningless.
But.
Just as the tiger-bearded demon was certain of his victory, Oswald’s figure suddenly disappeared into thin air.
(‘Shadow’!)
He had sensed Oswald’s magic power flaring up behind him.
Even if he had dodged the first attack, there would be a second one.
He could turn around and behead the young man.
He is accelerating with ‘Pursuit of the Shadow’ faster than the enemy.
Oswald failed to capture Nizaam and was beheaded by a counterattack.
The outcome remains unchanged.
It’s merely a momentary delay.
”Irrya────”
”Shhh!!”
However, as Nizaam remained stationary for a moment to make a 180-degree turn, Oswald’s holy sword was swung in a horizontal line.
Nizaam’s turn felt strangely slow, while Oswald’s strike traced a sharp, swift arc.
The sword left an afterimage.
A sharp slicing sound followed a half-moment later, trailing the Holy Sword of the Sun.
”────…”
The tiger-bearded demon did not use ‘shadow’ to blind him.
He charged straight ahead, fully trusting his honed Secret Technique ‘Pursuit of the Shadow.’
He had not expected to fight under the premise of losing speed from the start.
Thus, he found himself defeated by his own disciple.
”Hoo!”
Before the crumbling tiger-bearded swordsman, Oswald took a defensive stance with the Holy Sword of the Sun at the ready.
As long as he wielded this holy sword, there was no possibility for the opponent to rise again, but the one studying vampires would never let his guard down until the end.
From Nizaam’s torn abdomen, red flames burst forth as if forgotten.
Though it cauterized the bleeding wound, even if the blood stopped, he was already in a dying state.
Even engulfed in raging flames, the tiger-bearded swordsman whispered without losing his breath.
”Defeated by my disciple…”
”I apologize for using ‘shadow’ to avoid a direct competition.”
Nizaam gently shook his head.
”…Impressive… indeed…”
He collapsed to the ground.
The scent of burning flesh wafted towards the heights.
No cries of pain ever emerged.
The former strongest apostle, now over 70 years old, had already met his end.
”Secret Technique ‘Pursuit of the Shadow’── I shall master it in your stead. Please rest in peace.”
Oswald murmured, with no emotion visible on his face.
He simply stared intently at the burning corpse.
However, his pants were hopelessly erect.
”Sir Nizaam, my lord!”
”Ridiculous, Sir Nizaam… to be defeated?”
”────”
Oswald slowly turned at the presence of another.
The grass he stepped on ignited, and ash danced into the air with the sparks.
”You’ve come well.”
Five apostles had come to check on Nizaam.
All were muscular warriors.
Of course, Oswald had no intention of letting any escape.
Distorting the air like a heat haze, burning the ground beneath him, Oswald approached his 5 prey, wrapped in the thrill of having slain his former master.
”Do you have any last words?”
”────!” “Ugh…!” “Oh God…!”
Oswald’s golden eyes twisted with ferocity.
”Sorry, but I can’t kill you nicely. If you don’t want to suffer needlessly, just stand there quietly.”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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