NOVEL NEXT Chapter 62 - The Story Left by the Witch☆ (3)
The final gate leading to the World Tree.
Beneath the towering wall surrounding the World Tree, in the shade created by massive branches. With the entire academy city’s landscape below, two girls were fighting there.
One girl wielded a giant lance, leading dozens of lightning bolts.
One girl illuminated snake-shaped tattoos, pouring out thousands of weapons.
Waves made of countless lightning bolts and weapons collided, making a thunderous sound.
Rumble―!
Boom―!
The sound of collisions continuing endlessly.
Like two massive whirlpools clashing, the fight between these two with terrifying power didn’t allow others to interfere. Just the aftermath of the battle overflowing below the wall was causing damage like a natural disaster.
Thousands of red armaments flying about, countless blue and white lightning bolts striking down. Waves of weapons made of impacts shaking the earth and ether surge.
Rumble―!
Boom―!
The collision created by azure lightning and waves of red weapons.
Once again, an enormous shockwave occurred at the point where they met.
Baaang―!
Waves of destruction created by the two girls.
A battle recreating turbulent currents destroying everything, like a raging storm at sea. When waves of gigantic power reminiscent of the gods’ wrath swept the surroundings, numerous buildings collapsed and were destroyed.
Another wave.
Another collapse.
Rumble―!
Boom―!
The street below the towering wall.
What was once the most elegant place in the academy city, lavishly decorated in white and gold, was now filled with traces of destruction. And through those wretched ruins, dozens of lightning bolts struck down once again.
Rumble―!
Under the darkness created by the World Tree’s shade.
The lightning striking down flashes, creating shadows of the two girls facing off. And in an instant the darkness of the shade returns, the two shadows disappearing back into the World Tree’s shade.
“…”
How many times the collision had repeated.
Even so, Brunhilde’s gaze looking at Frau contained no hatred.
She simply follows the established rules of the academy city and judges coldly, as one who protects
‘Even if Frau joined hands with
She merely observes and judges this situation as the judge of the academy city.
Then.
As the head of the
And as one who protects the academy city.
If she were to define Frau’s actions in one phrase…
‘…Meaningless struggle.’
Frau’s actions could be explained by that.
Even if she achieved victory through the noble faction’s sudden power increase at this moment, it would ultimately be a victory achieved by borrowing
Why couldn’t she realize this obvious fact?
“…”
“…”
Brunhilde gave a final warning to Frau.
“…Retreat. This is before the World Tree.”
“Hmph, I refuse. I am the leader of the noble faction… and one who carries out the sacred duty of beastkin left by [Golden Witch].”
Frau declared while looking straight at the strongest student in the academy city. Her eyes were filled with undisguisable red obsession and madness.
“The rightful rule of the World Tree that was usurped by you 1500 years ago… I will reclaim it with my own hands as leader of the noble faction. That is the will that the noble faction, the closest descendants of [Golden Witch], should possess!”
“…”
“I will return the rule of the World Tree, the greatest honor of beastkin, after 1500 years. And…! With this ancient god’s power…! I will change the laws of this world that measure all souls by [Fate]!”
“…”
“For that purpose!! Whether it’s outside power!! Ancient power!! The sacrifice of students!! I’ll use anything―!!”
“…”
“I am!! The ancestor of all nobles!! The closest successor to [Golden Witch]―!!”
“…”
Whoosh―!
Along with Frau’s shout, numerous daggers, longswords, greatswords, spears and bows appeared behind her back, aiming at Brunhilde.
“I’m…! A great successor…!”
An inferiority complex no different from madness.
Frau bit her lip hard feeling that. Then red blood flowed from the reopened wound, and memories of the past flashed through her mind.
Long years of humiliation.
From birth, she was always despised as a dullard unfit for her bloodline. And everyone was disappointed seeing the [Fate] contained in her pathetic ether.
When she finally entered the academy city, Frau reached the peak of those years of humiliation.
By seeing the golden generation of the same age as her… the Five Colors of the academy city.
‘…And even [Pink Spiral] who has now faded.’
She couldn’t help but feel impatient seeing them shine with their own honor within the academy city at the center of this world. The fate of this world… was being rewritten by them.
‘If only I had such talent and opportunity…!’
A struggle to change a pathetic fate.
That’s why… she unhesitatingly accepted the power offered by the green man.
Even if it was a poisoned chalice, she wanted to make one last struggle.
Drip―
Blood flowing from Frau’s lips.
Perhaps glimpsing the sticky inferiority complex oozing from there?
“…”
Brunhilde spoke words with multiple meanings towards Frau:
“If you’re the leader, shouldn’t you know where to extend your hand?”
“…”
Where to extend your hand…
Those words spoken by Brunhilde contained three meanings.
As a noble living with duty.
The meaning of intruding upon the World Tree.
As a student attending
The meaning of joining hands with
And…
As one living the [Fate] determined by the World Tree.
The meaning of abandoning [Fate] and entrusting oneself to chaos.
Because Frau understood all of that, she answered proudly:
“So what?”
“…”
Frau spread both arms wide and shouted angrily towards the one with the most shining [Fate] in the academy city:
“That’s right, someone born with a shining [Fate] like you wouldn’t understand! This humiliation and despair! The sorrow of those with an already pathetically defined [Fate]…! But I will change this cursed world―!”
“…?”
Brunhilde looked to the side while listening to Frau’s inferiority-filled shout.
Whoosh―!
At that moment.
A huge purple greatsword instantly flew from far away and struck Frau’s head. And a clear sound like tin cans colliding rang out.
Clang―!
Head turning.
Slender body rotating.
Frau slowly beginning to fall.
“―Unkyah?!”
Whoosh―!
Along with the impact… Frau fell quickly below the towering wall.
“…”
Brunhilde blankly watched that, then approached where Frau had fallen. She could see some noble faction students hurriedly using magic skills to rescue Frau in the distance.
-President!!
-Lady Frau!!
-Ugyak…! M-My back… h-hurts…
-Q-Quickly, treat her…!
While confirming the direction of their disappearance in the distance.
Brunhilde was about to quickly descend below the wall again.
In the direction she unconsciously looked before departing, an amazing thing was happening.
“…!”
Brunhilde clicked her tongue seeing that sight.
“Hmm…”
Except when thinking of her beloved… the girl destined to become that someday, her life had always been as numb as a gray winter.
For the first time in a long while, she could strongly feel an emotion.
That was bewilderment.
“…”
Purple weapons were raining down from the sky.
Whoosh―
Whoosh―
Whoosh―
A giant fountain spewing purple weapons.
Clearly from the direction presumed to be
Whoosh―
Whoosh―
Whoosh―
Where the purple weapons were falling with thunderous sounds.
The snake-tattooed students who had been pouring out terrifying attacks until just now were being hit by the parabolic bombardment. The number of students screaming their last and fainting after being struck by those attacks rapidly increased.
-Kyah?!
-Kyaang!!
-Kyaang…!
However, among the hundreds of weapons being fired, not many actually left the grounds to chase after the snake-tattooed noble faction wandering outside.
Whoosh―!
Whoosh―!
Boom―!
Most of the weapons were falling back towards
‘That’s… what on earth.’
Brunhilde muttered while looking at the purple weapons suddenly pouring down in the distance:
“[Purple Spinning Wheel]…?”
And when she looked again at where the purple weapons were pouring from.
“Lara…?”
Though it was hard to see clearly from the distance… she could also see her beloved pink fighting in a very… very strange way.
‘Lara, you told me to trust you… so why… are you riding on weapons…?’
Sorry to say, but it looked a bit foolish. Foolish… no, being a bit foolish was one of her charms, but… anyway.
‘Just what… is she doing.’
Brunhilde ran towards that place with somewhat entranced steps.
* * *
While riding on a greatsword controlled like a drone by rabbit librarian Mila.
I smashed the head of one of the numerous black sun clones left by [Priest of Strife] with a spear shaft, turning it into bulgogi stew.
Splat―!
With a sound like a watermelon bursting, the tattooed man’s face satisfyingly shattered. It certainly had the impression of Cao Cao who would likely target women with partners.
‘Aren’t you ashamed before Cao Ang who died while you were playing with married women, you married woman hunter!’
I swung my staff of punishment and knocked away the guy with a half-shattered bulgogi stew head.
Thwack―!
“…”
Actually, [Priest of Strife] belonging to an extreme lizard supremacist group probably doesn’t have such tastes… but something about his appearance looked that way, so I couldn’t help getting a bit worked up.
‘Actually, I’m probably overreacting because the nightmare of [Priest of Erosion]’s early appearance remains.’
To drive away those fearful memories.
Like Zhuge Liang flying through the sky… I swung my spear shaft at the faces of the black sun guys charging in succession while flying around on the greatsword controlled by Mila.
“[Red Flower Dazzling]―!!”
“D-Damn?! Is that not [Crimson Trajectory]?!”
“Nope―☆ The name of my soul is [Crimson Trajectory]! I am indeed
“The ether color is different! What the hell is this girl?!”
“Because cute girls are liars―☆”
The trajectory of the spear blade turned into a white bouquet.
Five black suns instantly shattering.
Their weakness was that their control weakened the more numerous they were.
‘Why do these guys spout nonsense when they see me… It makes me reply with nonsense too.’
Eir is probably leisurely going about her morning routine far away at
Anyway…
I inwardly gave thanks that [Priest of Strife], who was pressuring with a quantitative offensive, had appeared at an honest timing. With that gratitude, I swung my spear shaft like a club to split their heads.
‘At this rate I can hold out until the main body appears. The line of sight is secured, and support fire is coming from the Sage’s Room…’
Mob waves are a specialty of cost-effective [Pink Spiral].
Smash!
Smash!
Smash!
“Gah?!”
“Gyaak?!”
“Kugh..?!”
Judging by the black ether spewing from their smashed heads, Ofnir’s taste must be soy sauce bulgogi. Unfortunately, it was drawing an irreconcilable parallel with my preference for stir-fried pork.
‘It’s fortunate we won’t have a chance to eat together.’
One of the black sun clones left by [Priest of Strife] Ofnir clutched its shattered head and muttered vainly. Black ether was leaking from there.
“Kugh…?! Th-This is a bit different from what I heard…!”
“Yes♪ I’m cuter than you imagined, right?”
“You fucking inferior species…!”
But that clone couldn’t finish speaking.
Because countless weapons were raining down from the sky like rain. They were still falling like rain, automatically firing while tracking the lingering ether flowing out.
“Gyaaaak?!”
The clones rapidly decreasing in number.
But they were endlessly popping out of the darkness like cockroaches and increasing their numbers from somewhere.
One of Ofnir’s clones glared while grinding its teeth. The momentum of the 2-meter tall dragon-horned men with tattoos was impressive, but they were no match for me who had read Romance of the Three Kingdoms more than three times.
‘I can hold out until the main body comes!’
The main body’s presence was still lurking far away, biding its time.
I confidently shouted at the guys:
“I am the invincible Sleeping Dragon, Zhuge Liang―☆”
“…?!”
A gallantly shouted provocation.
But for some reason… the clone guys just stared at me with wide eyes.
* * *
Boom―!
“Kyaah?!”
Rota, who was running outside to help Clara who had rushed out of the Sage’s Room, staggered from the impact felt along the way. And she screamed in surprise at the impact felt on her head.
“…!”
When she hurriedly looked to the side, she saw the [Golden Witch] statue that had moved slightly from before. It seemed to have shifted position a bit from the impact of the battle.
Rota hurriedly strained to move the statue back into place. But moving the incredibly heavy statue was too much.
“S-Sorry, Lady Witch…! I’ll definitely put it back after this urgent matter is over…!”
At that moment.
“Hm?”
Below the statue of [Golden Witch].
She saw an old and tattered magic book lying there.