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Volume 4 Chapter 12 Conclusion

Volume 4 Chapter 12 Conclusion


 "'――‼'"


 The response was delivered in the shortest distance.


 My magic power constantly revolves and continues to be generated. The immense magic power that was supposed to be released by Mikatia (Storm Sword) instantly filled my body and was compressed to the limit. The sword trembles with the magic power running inside, accelerating.


 Cutting through the storm, a lightning bolt pierces straight through the heart.


 "'――Thunder Sword (Gilv)'"


 I burned the ground and closed the distance, thrusting towards Larkan who had just landed. From countless swirling slashes, the fastest strike.


 No warrior can easily respond to this change. I will definitely pierce through here.


 At that moment, I definitely saw Larkan's eyes in the accelerated world. The light that should have shone coldly before the battle disappeared, replaced by a clear expression of boredom.


 It felt as if a knife was being pushed into the back of my throat, a chill ran through me. The tip of the Thunder Sword (Gilv) grazed his cloak and stopped.


 ...It can't be true.


 That's when I realized it. I couldn't move my arms, legs, neck, or even a single finger.


 Unbeknownst to me, an invisible restraint had completely captured me. Did he synchronize his magic with that speed?


 "..."


 Larkan's prosthetic hand grabs the sword from above, as if confirming something.


 "Weak."


 His concise words resonate in my chest.


 "'What...?'"


 "While your magic power is extraordinary, your technique is lacking, and each swing lacks brilliance. It's like looking at a once magnificent sword that has been dulled."


 Larkan interrupted my words and continued dispassionately. That's when I noticed. His gaze wasn't boredom, it was disappointment.


 "To think that the power that even reached the Demon Lord is only this much. In that case, Glaive was much more formidable."


 "..."


 I couldn't say anything in response. Even my full-powered consecutive attacks were easily dealt with. My attacks are not even a threat to Larkan.


 What is the reason?


 Is it because I haven't trained properly for several years? Or has Larkan become stronger than I imagined? Or...


 My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the Halberd cutting through the wind.


 "Will this anger and disappointment be forgotten once the battle is over, Silver?"


 Larkan raises the Halberd, aiming for my neck.


 "‼"


 There's no time to hesitate.


 Right now, I must only think about escaping from here. If I don't, not only will I be unable to defeat Larkan, but I won't even be able to rescue Lisha.


 "'――Gaaaaaaahhhhh‼'"


 I forcefully release magic power from my entire body, trying to repel the magic that clings to me, but it remains incredibly strong and unyielding.


 I grit my teeth and tighten all the muscles in my body. Light bursts in the depths of my eyeballs, and I feel the sensation of blood vessels bursting throughout my body.


 But I can't stop. My chest burns, and it feels like my old wounds are about to burst open. The Halberd clad in blue magic power swings down.


 No matter how much I strengthen my armor, there is no way to endure a direct hit. Imagine it, magic power standing tall against everything around, taking on a fierce form. Magic power becomes more than just a release of power, it becomes a meaningful magic, biting into Larkan's magic. Finally, cracks appear in the unseen restraints, and I forcefully tear them apart.


 "You can break through 'Sky Bend (Waze)' with brute force?!"


 I heard a surprising voice, but I didn't have time to respond. I must get out of Larkan's range no matter what.


 I kick the ground and jump backward. Even if Larkan tries to bend the Halberd, I have created enough distance to respond.


 Resetting myself once.


 That's what I thought, as I was about to move on to the next attack. The scenery in front of me twisted.


 ――What?


 "But the use of 'Sky Bend (Waze)' is not limited to just that."


 Larkan, who was supposed to be far away, appeared in front of me.


 Yes, what is this "Anrosto (Distortion to Truth)" of his? It distorts everything, not just the physical body and weapons, but even space. That technique is called "Kuwa (Warp)".


 By folding and twisting space, it becomes a strong chain, and by folding it further, it crushes the concept of distance. Larkan didn't appear, he folded the space between us and pulled me towards him.


 In an instant, a shock pierced through my body.


 Along with the scattered magic power, blood splattered and heat and pain burned my brain.


 "Ah..."


 I couldn't defend myself, my armor was torn apart. Even without looking, I could tell it was a deep wound that reached my bones.


 I somehow managed to move my numb thought process and immediately closed the wound with compressed muscles. If I loosen my grip even a little, I will lose consciousness due to excessive bleeding.


 My field of vision is wavering.


 No, it's no use. Just closing the wound won't solve anything. With such a deep injury, it's impossible to control magic power properly.


 I thrust my sword into the ground and support my body, which is about to collapse.


 The halberd instantly turns around, and I know the next attack is coming.


 I know I should defend myself, but my body won't move.


 This is bad...


 I couldn't fully grasp the series of events that happened in that moment.


 It started with something like an arrow. It tore through the night sky and something interfered with the duel at meteor-like speed. The shadow that was hiding in the darkness tried to stop it, and white spears and fangs scattered sparks.


 The intruder forcefully twisted their body and charged in without slowing down.


 "Kuh!"


 "..."


 Pure white feathers danced in the night sky, and Larkan's halberd cut through the afterglow.


 At the same time, I was seized by something with tremendous force. My body floated in mid-air.


 The night flowed, and the school drifted further away in the hazy field of vision.


 While feeling the familiar magic power, I lost strength and let go of my sword. The emerald phosphorescence scattered into the sky.


 Li...sha...


 Lisha's face flashed in the light, but it also disappeared along with my fading consciousness.


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