Academy’s Genius Swordsman

#301

“…were you there? “You’ve been looking for it for a while.”

“what?”

I was sure I remembered hearing that dry, cracked voice before. People quickly turned their heads. A long way away, beyond the curtain, stood a man in complete disrepair.

“Gyo, Gyo, Gyo, Gyoju?!”

Asher's face turned pale. Although it was far away, it was clearly visible. It was Abel, the leader of Nebula Clazier.

However, it did not convey the overwhelming sense of intimidation that it did when we first encountered it. People who saw him looked embarrassed rather than scared. Jaifa frowned.

“It’s completely a living corpse.”

“You look familiar. Yes, it got to the point where I couldn’t see it.”

Abel chuckled. He was dying with such serious injuries that it was a wonder he was still alive. Although he barely escaped the battle with Ronan, he had to give up one arm, one leg, and about half of his internal organs.

“Wow…”

Asher was disgusted. Purple blood was dripping down the severed left leg. Except for what happened to Navardose, most of them were Ronan's works. The silent savior opened his mouth.

“···Abel.”

“What kind of monster have you created, brother? “You really almost died.”

Abel playfully waved his severed right arm. The bone that was just regenerating was showing a pure white head sticking out of the cut surface. the savior asked.

“You are done now. “If you had barely survived, you would have run away, so why did you appear here?”

“Well… should I say it is to beg for my life? Even if I run away, you will find me and kill me. And if things continue like this, I really feel like even that big guy is going to lose.”

Abel said, looking up at the sky. His gaze rested on the king of giants engaged in a fierce battle beyond the clouds. The strength of Ronan and the Allied Forces far exceeded his expectations. Marya laughed after hearing his words.

“Ha, what a shameless thing…!”

The facial skin was also somewhat thick. Suddenly anxious, she looked back at her savior. From what I heard, they say they are brothers, but you can't possibly forgive them, right? The silent savior opened his mouth.

“You would know. “It’s already too late.”

“Not really. I asked just in case. “Because my brother has always had a weak heart.”

“It looks like your judgment has been impaired because you lost so much blood. Once you show up, you can't survive. So, please answer with the feeling of final repentance. What have you done to my daughter? And what did you do to Navardose?”

The voice was firm. Marya breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that her worries were unfounded. Abel, with a wry smile, shook his head from side to side.

“Well, what happened…?” “I won’t let you live, so I have no obligation to answer.”

“···I see.”

The Savior twisted his lips. The days we had been together so far were passing before my eyes like a flash of light. From the day we held hands and walked through the ruins of our lost hometown, to the moment we plunged a sword into our own back.

Instead of answering the question, the Savior closed his eyes. And he chanted as if he were squeezing it out.

“···Kill him. “Anyone is welcome.”

Then the star's protection opened slightly. Jaipa, who had been twirling his wrists impatiently, kicked the ground and ran out as if he had been waiting. Almost at the same time, Abel drew his sword and fired a crescent-shaped sword. Shhh! The sword energy that passed by Jaifa's cheek flew straight towards Cain.

“What are you going to do with something like that?”

“Hmph!”

It was what I expected. It was a sword technique so unrealistic that it made me feel sorry to even compare it to the existing one, but I couldn't let down my guard. Marya and Braum raised their great swords and shields like lightning. However, the sword energy did not even reach them and fell to the bare ground.

“Huh?”

Marya, dumbfounded, frowned. It was too insignificant to be a secret strike. The small explosion tangled her blonde hair, knocked the tiara off Iril's head, scratched Braum's itchy bottom, and then dissipated.

“this.”

Abel smiled bitterly. Even so, it seemed like he didn't expect it to be this much of a mess. At that moment, Were Tiger flew parallel to the ground and arrived right in front of Abel.

“That’s fast.”

That was the will. Jaifa waved his arms without saying anything. Ronan's fingernails, still soaked in blood, gently dug into Abel's weakened defenses.

Wow! As soon as his hand drew an arc, Abel's head exploded.

The sound of a skull being crushed was terrifying. The body that was standing there, unaware of death, fell backwards. The savior wiped his face once and opened his mouth.

“…peace be with you.”

It was the moment when a long bitter relationship came to an end. If anything, it was an infinitely vain ending.

Because of the savior's attitude, the party did not exclaim with joy even though they killed the enemy leader. Jaifa suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort and narrowed his eyes.

“This…”

Something was strange. I definitely killed him, but it didn't look like he was killed. When I looked again, Abel's body was collapsed and convulsing.

'what?'

The intuition that had always guided him was warning him. Kwasik! Jaifa, who had stepped on the corpse and exploded it, was looking around. Suddenly, a faint sound of laughter was heard from inside the tent.

“Ahahaha!”

“hmm?”

Jaifa turned his head. I saw Iril smiling in Marya's arms. She, who had been sleeping soundly without reacting to all the noise, was laughing out loud.

“Ahaha! Heehee…hahaha!”

“Hey, sister? Why suddenly…”

Marya was embarrassed. It was different from normal sleep talking. The sound of laughter that rang out without stopping felt eerie for some reason.

“What, what happened…Kuh!”

It didn't take long to realize something was wrong. The savior was about to check on his daughter in earnest. The clouds parted, and once again the giant king's blow exploded nearby.

Kwaaaaaaaaaa! The pillar of light that hit the ground created a pit that seemed like it could bury an entire mountain. Asher, who saw blood pouring out of the savior's mouth, cried out urgently.

“Well, let’s take him to the medic first. “This way!”

“Uh, huh!”

Asher shouted. Marya started running, holding Iril tightly. I don't know what happened, but the best healers on the continent would be able to heal her.

“Ahahaha! haha!”

“Uh, sister. It's okay, right? “Just be patient!”

Iril was laughing all the while. Asher chewed his lower lip. I didn't know why, but I didn't have a good feeling about my heart being tightened.

“···hmm.”

Jaipa, who had been snooping around, came back inside the protection of the stars. The man who was watching them from the castle walls of the headquarters muttered softly.

“Please. “My nephew… Heo-eok!”

Blood burst out from Abel’s mouth. I felt that my already bad physical condition had worsened even further. This was because the alter ego he created by squeezing out all his remaining energy died. Bishop Lavondaite said in tears.

“Cyo, teacher. Are you okay? “I stopped you because I thought it would end up like this…!”

She, who specializes in elaborate self-immolation magic, was regretting granting Abel's request. Labondate's magic, which consumes not only mana but also the target's life force, was not very suitable for the dying Abel. He shook his head.

“No… if I hadn’t put in this much effort, I would have definitely been caught. “If I had been a little late this time, the cat would have noticed me.”

“Well, let’s go get treatment first. “If things continue like this, it’s really dangerous.”

“Treatment…”

Abel trailed off. It was the car where Labondate was trying to support him. Abel's left arm disappeared from sight and then reappeared. The hilt of a sword was already held in his remaining left hand.

“uh?”

Labondaite raised an eyebrow. At the same time her head rose into the air. Sigh! A fountain of blood spurted out violently and wetted Abel’s face. The believers who were guarding him around shrugged their shoulders.

“Hey! Church, leader?!”

“Thank you for your hard work. “Let’s all meet as stars.”

Abel swung his sword indifferently. Dozens of believers were murdered without even being able to scream. With this, all witnesses were eliminated.

He raised his head and looked up to the top of the castle. Schlieffen's vortex, which wrapped around the old tower, was repeatedly getting bigger and smaller. Abel clicked his tongue.

“I will do it in moderation.”

I couldn't figure out what I was doing well when I was robbed of it. If the archbishops hadn't robbed her in the first place, she wouldn't have had to go through all this trouble by setting herself on fire.

'He must have become stronger by receiving starlight. 'I don't know what the hell I'm doing.'

Abel clicked his tongue and lowered his head. I tried to take his own life as he had worked hard by my side so far, but it was just a pity.

Of course, as Iril's abilities have been awakened, he will not die painfully. Abel muttered.

“Peaceful death….”

He didn't want people dying in fear and screaming. Abel began to walk using his sword as a cane. The destination is the basement of the castle. It was a secret room connected to the world of giants.

****

“Uh… wow.”

Iril opened his eyes. I felt dizzy as if I was drunk. The blue sky overhead was beautiful.

“What was I… doing?”

I felt like I was going through something difficult, but I couldn't remember. The smell of grass and wild flowers mixed together in the wind that tickled my nose.

She slowly raised her upper body. A winding path stretched out in front of her. As I looked up the road, a small village came into view. Iril's eyes widened at the heartbreakingly friendly scenery.

“This is…”

Nimberton was filled with greenery in early summer. A small river was winding along the village. Herds of flowing sheep were walking between the hills surrounding the village.

“Nimburton.”

Suddenly, Iril’s vision became hazy. Is this a perfume? I don't know why, but the tip of my nose was so sore I couldn't stand it. She was wiping her tears on her sleeve. Suddenly, a young voice came from behind.

“Sister.”

“huh?”

It was a voice as familiar as the scenery of my hometown. Iril turned his head and his eyes landed on the boy wearing a straw hat. The boy's eyes, looking up at him, were a beautiful scarlet like the sunset.

“Ronan…!”

“I’m hungry. “Give me food.”

Young Ronan said shamelessly. The harsh eyes were the same as before. Iril stretched out his hand and gently pulled his younger brother's cheek. The soft cheeks stretched out.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s so soft…is it really Ronan?”

“Sister, you’re a little strange today. Then I am real. “Is it fake?”

Ronan frowned at the meaningless action. Once again, Iril's eyes filled with moisture. She whimpered and hugged her younger brother.

“My little brother! “It’s been so long since this happened!”

“Wow…!”

Ronan shed his confusion. I hugged him so hard that I could barely breathe. When he saw his sister's shoulders shaking, he opened his mouth.

“···Did something difficult happen?”

“Ugh. I don't know. “I think I did, but I don’t remember.”

“I see.”

Ronan slowly raised his hand and patted her back. It was a small but kind gesture. he said

“That won’t happen anymore. “Let’s continue to be together.”

“Hmm, will we still be together?”

“huh. “My friends are here too.”

After finishing the hug, Ronan nodded. Iril opened his eyes and let out an exclamation. Three boys and girls were surrounding him. Little Marya smiled brightly and waved her hand.

“Hello, Sister Iril!”

“Oh, hello sister.”

“···You are beautiful today as well.”

Next, young Asher and Schlieffen took turns greeting each other. It was truly a lovely scene. Iril, unable to control his emotions, hugged four people at once.

“Wow!”

“What are you doing…!”

Each kid showed their own reaction. Iril closed his eyes and laughed out loud.

'I'm happy.'

Warm sunshine and a lovely little brother. And my brother's friends. There was nothing more to wish for. After a while, she raised her head and spoke while stroking the children's heads.

“Okay guys. Shall we go eat? “My sister makes potato stew really well.”

It felt like I had forgotten something, but it didn't matter anymore. Before she knew it, she had transformed into the girl she was when she was at the same eye level as Ronan.

At the same time, someone's voice echoed in Adeshan's head as he sat in the middle of the battlefield.

(Adeshan. It’s dangerous.)