Volume 2 Chapter 76 The Conflicting Moon And Sun III
Edited by: Kanaa-senpai
”Hahaha! Ahahaha!”
* * *
His vision was enveloped in golden light.
The sun was descending rapidly, but the silver beam emitted by the Windsong magic sword still existed.
”Oooooo!”
He sliced through the sun.
The gold split in 2 just before impact.
(I did it!)
The two halves of the golden light scorched the ground on either side of Kian.
A smell rose as the sand burned.
It was the stench of death from the slaves and beasts that had bled and been exposed in this arena.
”Hoo!”
He swung the sword down to his knees.
If Oswald had unleashed a strike from the sun’s magic sword intending to obliterate the arena, the Windsong Blade would surely have been reduced to dust.
However, he couldn’t burn the audience, so he was restraining his output.
Thus, the Windsong Blade managed to barely hold on.
”────”
(Not yet!)
”My lord, I’m coming!”
It was Natra’s voice.
A blond youth landed a few meters away.
The sun and wind clashed, and under the exploding light, Kian faced him.
Oswald drew the holy sword from its sheath once more.
(The Secret Technique is coming──!)
He charged straight in.
No tricks needed.
”Natra!”
”Hah!”
Oswald’s figure blurred.
A speed far beyond ‘Leap.’
Sand erupted beneath his feet, scattering in his wake as he accelerated.
There was no time to be astonished by that speed──.
Oswald’s magic power swelled, as if the earlier clash of magic swords was merely a prelude.
Acceleration. Faster.
His body, pushed beyond its limits, began to falter—yet even as it collapsed, it corrected, regenerated, forcing itself to endure.
The Knights of the Sun, approaching with super acceleration, appeared before Kian with a thud.
The drawn holy sword was horizontal.
At the same time as his next step with the right foot, he was pierced through the torso.
”────”
He had also deployed ‘Leap’ in an instant, but the difference in their speeds was evident.
I’m going to die──.
A fleeting flame of pleasure flickered in Oswald’s golden eyes.
He had no intention to kill.
However, he intended to scar Kian.
A permanent scar that would prove he once knelt before this man.
”────”
The Holy Sword of the Sun should have pierced through his torso but instead, it howled—a sharp, resonant cry—as it carved a shallow arc across Kian’s entire body.
It resembled the process by which a Death Sword User created a severed corpse.
Its trajectory traced his thighs and shoulders, slicing shallowly but deliberately.
There was no time to react. Not even a moment.
The holy sword kissed Kian, inflicting a wound.
The wound burst into flames. Then—ignition.
But it’s not enough to kill.
It was a decent flare that could be extinguished with enough effort.
However, even with healing magic, the burn scars would remain prominent.
”────, what”
Oswald, who was grimacing in ecstasy, widened his eyes as Kian’s body erupted in flames in an instant.
The warrior monk’s body, which should have been sliced by the holy sword, faded away like mist.
”Damn it, that woman swordsman’s created ‘shadow’──”
”Haaahhh!!”
Turning around, Kian had already swung the Windsong Blade sideways.
The secret technique ‘Pursuit of the Shadow’ was weak to sudden changes in direction──.
This obvious fact was realized by Kian, thanks to his 15 years of relentless practice on the basic techniques.
So, understanding the magic principle and breaking it.
The Windsong Blade roared as it approached Oswald’s neck,
”────”
”Huh…!?”
Immediately, before Kian could stop the blade, it was deflected by Oswald’s left arm.
The high-density magic power enveloping the Windsong Blade was scattered, returning an impact to his palm as if he had struck a rock.
In fact, a dull sound echoed from Oswald’s arm.
(Ridiculous)
The blade of the Windsong Blade was deflected by the young man of the sun──.
(The blade cannot penetrate)
It unable to inflict damage even with the magic sword.
Within his line of sight, the blond youth who had stopped ‘Pursuit of the Shadow’ transformed from a look of surprise to a beaming smile.
”Ah…!”
A light impact jolted him, and before he knew it, Kian was disarmed and kneeling.
A high-pitched sound rang out, and he felt a burning sensation at his neck.
The blade of the holy sword was firmly poised beside his shoulder.
”――――.”
”――――.”
The explosion of light that had engulfed the arena began to clear.
The audience, who had been screaming, leaned forward from their seats to glimpse the swirling dust of the circular arena.
The arena fell silent upon confirming the sight of the ‘Knights of the Sun’ pointing their holy swords at the kneeling ‘Thorn Demon,’ before erupting in cheers like a blast.
Everyone raised their voices, starting a grand applause without needing encouragement.
Thunderous admiration.
The sound of trumpets rang out, and drums beat loudly.
”I’m surprised, Kian.”
Oswald whispered low amidst the deafening noise.
”Who would have thought you’d evade with ‘shadow’?”
”Hmph, that was your mistake for being careless.”
”Natra.”
”Haha, well done. This is a fine tactic. It was an impressive display. Is your charming swordsman perhaps a master?”
”I have no obligation to answer you.”
Natra, who had come by unnoticed, deflected Oswald’s holy sword with a bishop staff.
With the blade moved away, Kian stood up.
Natra stepped forward to protect his master, glaring angrily at Oswald.
”You tried to harm my master, didn’t you? It would have been serious without ‘shadow’.”
”He won’t die. However, the mark of Kian’s defeat will remain on his body. Don’t you think it’s quite erotic to say you’d understand once he takes off his clothes?”
”…You…”
”──Natra, thank you for getting angry for me. But actually, I came out unscathed, so there’s no problem. Please step back.”
”…Hmph.”
”I apologize, Kian. I got too excited and couldn’t hold back.”
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Edited by Kanaa-senpai.
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