Volume 5 Chapter 21 It's Not Necessarily a Girl Falling from the Sky
Oscar and Sharla arrived at the hotel with Kushina's guidance. They would ask for Yuusuke's whereabouts here and start searching tomorrow.
For Oscar, he wanted to take it easy today, but would the arrogant princess listen to their story? He got out of the car while contemplating.
Then, he took Sharla's hand and helped her out of the car.
As soon as she got out, she looked up.
"Shall we go to the room?"
"Yes..."
While responding to Kushina's words, Oscar raised his face.
The hotel was a tall building befitting the capital, with the afternoon sun shining on the top.
——What's that?
There was something foreign mixed in there.
A small, almost overlooked black shadow.
It was definitely the silhouette of someone.
"What?!"
That black shadow leaped into the sky. It didn't throw it. The silhouette descended towards them with a purposeful posture.
"Sharla-sama!"
Oscar protected Sharla from behind and kicked Kushina, who was nearby. Immediately after, the silhouette landed in front of them.
The asphalt cracked, and the impact blew the taxi sideways.
(I hope the driver is safe.)
Thinking that, Oscar reached into his jacket and drew his weapon.
The silver-cross sword, which had a glimmering silver light, was not something that could be hidden in clothes, but the way of being a priest wearing a cross allowed it.
The one who descended was wearing an old-fashioned metal armor. His face was completely hidden by a helmet, but judging from his physique, he was probably a man.
(Are we of the same kind? It's an armor I haven't seen much of.)
In modern times, there aren't many people who wear antique-like armor. They would either be Exorcists who carry the weight of history and tradition or those demon-like creatures that appeared in the city of London.
Either way, this appearance doesn't imply that he is an ally.
"Who are you, you b*stard?"
"..."
The intruder didn't answer and gathered strength in his legs.
From a crouching position, he released that power all at once. The armored man rushed towards Oscar with tremendous force.
"Tch, can't you even talk, you rude person?"
Oscar cursed while fighting back. The silver-cross sword flashed sharply and attacked the armored man.
What blocked it was a punch from the gauntlet.
In the situation where both sides accelerated their steps, the armored man hit the sword with his fist at an almost identical angle and deflected the attack.
"!"
While astonished, Oscar swung his free hand. What shot out from his sleeve at a high speed were silver stakes. Even that, which should have been fired almost in front of him, was easily avoided by the armored man.
(What reflexes.)
He could only be astonished for a moment. Once the armored man entered this range, the rotation rate of the attacks was incomparable.
A barrage of punches unfolded.
Avoiding punches in close quarters is not an easy task. Oscar managed to defend himself with his sword, but the punches slipped through and stabbed into his stomach.
"Ugh..."
Fast and heavy. The pure physical abilities were superior to Oscar's.
However,
"Don't underestimate an Exorcist."
Oscar grabbed the armored man's arm and forcefully stopped his punch. The pain and wounds in his body were not significant problems. And if he didn't fear injuries, it was possible to stop linear attacks.
Cards inscribed with sacred verses danced and clung to the armor. They were flames of words that burned the bodies of the heathens. Even if it was from above the armor, the inscribed words couldn't be erased.
"!"
It had a greater effect than imagined. The agony of the armored man was transmitted through the arm Oscar was grabbing. This was a miracle that rejected the heathens, and it had a weak effect on someone who had little interest in religions like the Japanese.
On the other hand, the stronger the faith in another god, the stronger the pain.
"Oh, your faith seems to be genuine."
In the moment of disturbance, Oscar disrupted the armored man's posture and swung his silver-cross sword, aiming for the gaps in the armor.The miracle of burning faith had a greater effect than Oscar anticipated, but it also ignited a fire in the hearts of the enemies.
"Gwaaaahhhh!!"
The armored man spun like a top on the spot.
His fist, which shaved the ground and swung with sparks, knocked away the cross sword. The man accelerated even further, closing the distance to Oscar accurately.
The speed of his fist far exceeded anything before, giving Oscar the premonition that if it hit, it would shatter his defense.
As Oscar tried to dodge and move back, he heard concise words in his ear.
"Noisy."
With a crisp sound, the armored man's movement stopped.
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