Volume 6 Chapter 83-2 The Enemy Has a Trump Card Too!
Livia and the others charged in, not allowing it.
A direct thrust from the front.
Luke, who dodged to the side, grabbed LiviaA's arm under his armpit.
LiviaB jumped up from right behind.
In that moment, Luke let go of his sword and grabbed LiviaA by her collar.
Holding Livia's right hand tight under his left arm, Luke tossed Livia high into the air.
LiviaA was lifted with brute strength.
Her legs drew an arc from the ground to the sky... hitting LiviaB's chin cleanly.
Luke then threw LiviaA behind him and kicked up the sword that bounced at his feet to catch it.
Getting closer to LiviaB, who was arched back in front of him,
"Stay down."
He slammed the pommel straight down.
As a splash erupted from the puddle, LiviaB jumped off the ground, but Luke was already gone.
LiviaA, who was thrown and tried to recover, faced Luke's quick slash before she landed.
The ringing metallic sound was probably Livia barely blocking the sword.
Yet, unable to withstand the impact, Livia rolled on the ground again.
"What's wrong? You're usually stronger."
With a sigh, Luke stood between the two Livia, who slowly got back up... again readying their swords.
"I'll kill you... I'll kill you──"
"Try it, you two."
Reacting to Luke's taunt, both Livia rushed forward at once.
The clash sent raindrops flying.
Raindrops turned into fine mist, hiding the 3 figures.
But the pouring rain hit the ground, revealing Luke, who caught LiviaA's slash with one hand and pinned LiviaB's neck to the ground.
Luke knocked LiviaA's sword away, saying, "Enough already," as Livia showed her sharp teeth.
LiviaA leaned back slightly.
Luke, having let go of his sword, grabbed her collar and headbutted her hard.
A dull sound echoed as LiviaA staggered back from Luke... at the same time, LiviaB disappeared from his grip.
"Awake now? You fool."
With a sigh, Luke picked up his sword, and Livia let out a moan of "Ugh, ugh."
"...Lucas."
Livia, holding her head, whispered softly, "I'm sorry."
"Livia... Livia..."
Livia groaned and clutched her head, swaying again.
Once more, a dark battle aura rose from the magic sword in her hand, enveloping her.
Perhaps the magic sword was trying to consume Livia.
"Lucas... please... no more... so, kill Livia──"
Luke raised an eyebrow and sighed heavily as Livia struggled to raise her sword.
"Damn it."
Snorting with laughter, Luke shook his head vertically, ignoring Livia's protesting cry, "But──"
"Sorry, but I want to fight the Second [Sword Saint]. A girl taken over by a magic sword, pitiful as she is, I'll cut her down if I can."
Hearing Luke's words, Livia clutched her head in pain again.
"If you want me to kill you, at least beat down the magic sword first, then you can say so."
Livia cried out in pain as Luke pointed his sword at her.
"Normally it's Julius's job, but... I'm kind to ladies, you know."
Chuckling, another Livia appeared from the original Livia's body in front of Luke.
"Come on. I'll help you remember who you are."
Laughing, the Livias charged at Luke.
Luke met them head-on, knocking the two Livias away.
Yet the Livias wouldn't stop.
They lowered their stance and charged at Luke again.
One shadow slipping behind the other, they hid their bodies.
LiviaA stepped forward... and lifted her foot.
The puddle at her feet sprayed upward, attacking Luke.
Just barely tilting his head away from the high-speed strike──
There was LiviaB's blade rushing in.
The surprise attack from a perfect blind spot grazed Luke's cheek.
The fierce assault continued.
After grazing Luke's cheek with her sword, LiviaB made a horizontal slash.
In the direction of Luke's ducked gaze was LiviaA, poised to strike.
Luke hurriedly blew Livia A away with a summer salt from the bridge──
After a few somersaults to create distance, Luke laughed, "You're getting better."
""Shut up!""
The two Livias, showing feelings other than killing intent for the first time, move closer.
Their movements are much better than before.
No, it's more like Livia herself, and from the outside, it looks like Livia is completely taking over.
But Luke's face, as he clashes swords, gradually starts to smile.
"Show me what you got, the true power of the Sword Saint."
"Annoying!"
The moment Livia shouted, her fighting spirit made the rain scatter, and at the same time, another Livia vanished.
From Livia, clutching her head as if in pain, another Livia shows her face again.
The two Livias overlap, existing at the same time, then both lift their heads.
One with a face of agony.
The other with a face of anger.
The two contrasting Livias open their mouths at the same time.
"Lucas... please, kill... Livia ── kill her ── while you still can."
"No way."
Seeing Luke smirk at her nose, Livia shows a face like she's begging, "Then at least, run..."
"Are you stupid? Who do you think I'm worried about? I'm Lucas Highland, a man who will someday be the strongest swordsman in the world."
Luke, smiling, points his sword straight at Livia.
"I'm not worried about some little runt falling apart."
"But──kill!"
The shouting Livia tightly hugs herself, trying to hold her clone back.
"Don't hold back. Let loose. I'm telling you, so you can give it your all inside. I'll keep it under control here."
When Luke raises his sword, Livia's eyes widen.
At that moment, black fighting spirit encircles Livia's whole body again, and her clone fully appears.
"Kill..."
"Keep talking, fool. I'll show you the depths of the well, a glimpse into the abyss."
The two Livias rush toward smiling Luke.
The sword of the faster Livia than before.
The rain continues to fall heavily.
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