EP.109 Disaster, nightmare, ghost (2)
The ghost of dusk, Belnoa.
The boy’s life cannot be said to be clean even with empty words. He lived a dirty life. I got dirty to live. No one understands the boy.
Belnoir is a murderer.
Whatever the reason, it doesn’t change the fact that he killed someone. Belnoa does not consider himself clean. He also considers himself dirty.
However, I am not ashamed of it.
Each person has their own value.
There are people who get their hands dirty to protect their beliefs. Belnoa was also one of them. Belnoa was willing to get his hands dirty.
Just for one girl.
‘Chloe.’
You can get as dirty as you want.
‘If it’s for Chloe.’
It’s okay to be called a murderer. It’s okay to be called a ghost. For Chloe’s sake, that doesn’t really matter. That is Belnoa’s most important value.
And now.
The time has come to show the weight of your convictions.
“Why don’t you try it?”
The wall is approaching.
The final gate blocks the road. There was no other way. The only path is blocked by a huge obstacle.
As always, we can’t target the background.
You cannot catch a person’s weaknesses through persistent observation and follow-up.
All of the means that Belnoa had insisted on throughout his life are blocked. What remains is the simplest means.
‘There is no other way than to pierce through from the front.’
What is the difference between yourself and your partner?
The opponent is stronger than you. It is ahead in every way. This is an opponent that cannot be defeated by normal means.
‘How should I win against such an opponent?’
The answer is nearby.
Belnoir comes to mind. The experience of achieving victory against an unbeatable enemy in a clearing in the forest.
‘Observation and intuition.’
And variables that the opponent did not expect.
Giggeek, Giggeek.
The shape of the shadow changes.
The shadow that had enveloped Belnoa’s whole body peels off. The peeled shadows gather on Belnoa’s arms. It becomes sharp fingernails.
“You use a unique spell.”
A knight in black armor raises his great sword.
It’s like a huge black wall. There is a wall in front of you that you cannot overcome. Belnoir thinks as he looks at the wall.
‘If you can’t get over it.’
Just pierce it and that’s it.
Belnoa lowers his stance. The knight draws his greatsword low. Their eyes meet in the air.
widely.
Everyone kicked the ground at the same time.
Leaps and clashes also occurred simultaneously.
2.
Kang, Kang.
The sound of metal clashing against metal resonates. The shadow that Belnoa paid the price to create did not disperse like the first time. An equal exchange takes place.
The great sword and the shadow collide.
Nothing gets pushed away.
‘···also.’
Black Knight Dyke has a hunch.
‘At that moment, it was right to quickly subdue it.’
His intuition was right.
The boy in front of me is dangerous. Although he is a boy who has not yet fully matured, his movements are like those of a first-class warrior.
‘I am ahead in strength and speed.’
But it cannot be overpowered. The boy knows how to deal with those stronger than him.
Kagak.
A gauntlet made of shadows holds the great sword. She disturbs its orbit. The great sword aimed at Belnoa’s shoulder scraped the wall.
Belnoa takes a step forward.
It digs in and sticks out its sharp nails.
Let’s go!
Nails slide over black armor. However, not even a small scratch remains. Dyke pulled out the great sword stuck in the wall and swung the sword once again.
‘It’s heavy, it’s impossible to shed.’
Thinking is short and judgment is quick.
Belnoa’s eyes move quickly.
The black eyeball shook noisily in the dilated pupil. Read the movements. Act one step ahead of your opponent.
Tak, Belnoa leaped backwards.
Coo!
A heavy impact rumbles through the ground. A great sword was struck at the position where Belnoa was standing just a moment ago. Belnoa slipped and landed and caught his breath.
Ga-ga-ga-ga-gak!
There is no time to catch your breath. With the great sword planted on the floor, the opponent pursues straight away. The great sword bounces off the bricks, revealing its blade on the ground.
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“···!”
Belnoir tilted his head back.
Huh!
The sword passes over the tip of the chin and goes up. Blood splattered out. Belnoir, who narrowly avoided the great sword, takes another step back.
“Watch out Dyke. “You can’t kill him.”
“…Apostate, you can even save the dead.”
“That’s true, but then it’s half a penny? Even you, the apostate, don’t want that. be careful.”
“······I get it. “Be careful.”
Unlike themselves, who have to risk their lives at every moment, they are even relaxed. However, Belnoa does not despair over that fact. It’s a waste of time to despair.
‘How to.’
Belnoir desperately thinks.
‘We have to find a way.’
Your weapon cannot pierce armor.
The deal with the star is slowly coming to an end. The shadow soon disperses. There isn’t much mana left.
The knight approaches again.
Each step is heavy. A knight approaches, shaking the ground, swinging his greatsword. It’s a sword that seems to be swinging at random… but in order to stop it, Belnoa has to risk his life at every moment.
Huh.
I lowered my head as I read the movements. I narrowly avoid it. She was unable to avoid it completely, leaving a long scar on her chest. Blood flows.
Let’s go!
I couldn’t avoid it, so I changed course. A great sword slides over the shadow. A scratch appears on the shadow gauntlet.
Kaang!
It is a weak sword strike. They collided head on.
Scratches turn into cracks. The shadows begin to disperse little by little. Blood splattered between the scattered shadows.
“Wow!”
Couldn’t stop it.
The great sword swung with cotton struck Belnoa’s body. His body floated.
Wow.
The knight’s kick lands in Belnoa’s abdomen.
It’s a pain that causes your vision to shake. The balance was completely lost. The floating body hits the wall. roll on the floor
I was able to stop only after rolling several times on the floor.
I was nauseous and my nose was bleeding. Belnoir staggered to his feet. My legs were shaking. Belnoa thinks as he watches the blood dripping.
‘You can’t win.’
Even though he knows he can’t win, Belnoir raises his head.
“···Is there any meaning?”
The knight asks a question.
Belnoa does not answer. I whip my body and raise my arms. Binds the shadows more tightly.
“We’re both just tired.”
The driver sighs and approaches.
Belnoa’s eyes are constantly moving. Continue reading the movements. Just for a moment.
The workshop went back and forth.
The more we went back and forth, the more wounds there were on Belnoa’s body. He had blood splattered in the alley. Belnoa’s movements began to slow down.
Patter.
Belnoa, covered in blood, bows his head.
He spits out the blood that filled his mouth. Her movements have become dull, but her eyes are still sharp.
“······.”
Dyke is silent.
Although he is clearly ahead, Dyke senses Belnoir’s desperation. Although his movements have clearly become dull, the boy’s attacks are becoming sharper.
“You look just like a ghost.”
Such murmurs echo through the alley.
Dyke fixes his great sword. Weight was added to the swinging greatsword. Although the attack was more intense than before, Belnoir followed Dyke’s movements.
My body has become dull.
It is a shadow that is about to disperse.
However, Belnoa’s eyes still try to capture Seunggi. Accumulated experience moves Belnoa’s body. Buying time, Belnoir thinks.
‘What can I use?’
This is a body that has reached its limit.
There is no certainty that even if you sacrifice your body as an offering, you will be able to overcome the enemy. What can you use to create confidence?
‘What can be used is limited mana.’
There is enough mana to squeeze out one spell.
A decision had to be made within one order. Belnoir continues to think.
‘You have to pierce the armor with limited mana.’
Blood splashes out.
Between the splashing blood, Belnoir remembers something. Stories heard somewhere get involved in the accelerating thoughts.
Limited mana.
Something that needs to be destroyed.
Modification of spells.
Belnoa’s head turns quickly. The pupil constricts to one point. Numerous circuits appear and disappear repeatedly before Belnoa’s eyes.
‘A falsification of the order.’
Constraints and reinforcements.
‘Circuit modification.’
Belnoir is confident.
Ga-ga-ga-ga-gak!
Belnoa’s hand moves.
Twist the trajectory of the great sword with your right hand. The shadow of my right hand peeled away and I heard the sound of my fingers breaking. All broken fingers are offered as offerings.
Sarah.
Belnoa’s left hand moves.
The left hand draws the circuit. The completed circuit is dismantled and restrictions are added. To achieve the best results with limited mana, Belnoa modifies the circuit.
‘A shot that will pierce armor.’
It feels like my head is on fire.
In the blinking vision, Belnoir conjures up a spell.
Shadow-Needle.
This is the most used basic spell.
However, the form of the shadow being completed is completely different from what I knew. Belnoir saw the spell on his finger.
The modified dagger is not sharp.
Rather, it is blocky. It looks exactly like a stake rather than a dagger.
“······!”
The knight’s eyes widen as he sees the dagger appearing in front of him. He tries to draw the great sword. However, the completion of the order is one step ahead.
The pile rotates.
The rotating stake sucks in the scattered shadows.
Belnoir raised the corner of his mouth as he looked at the loaded spell. She is the best blow she can squeeze out.
“It’s okay.”
The bloody ghost laughs.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the shadow stake crashes into the knight’s helmet. The knight’s head tilts back. He was the first to step back.
Ka-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga!
The pile rotates. A sharp shadow penetrates the cracks of the helmet. The helmet is starting to crack.
Blah, blah.
“ha ha ha.”
Laughter can be heard through the cracked helmet. The retreating knight reaches out his hand and grabs the stake. The pile stops rotating.
“It’s pretty good.”
The helmet shattered with a crunching sound.
The knight, with his face fully exposed, is smiling.
“···Plague.”
Belnoa cursed briefly.
Wow!
Belnoa’s vision blinks as he is hit by the knight’s fist. Her body floated and flew, stopping only after landing on the opposite wall.
“···Coughing.”
Belnoa cannot stand up.
I didn’t even have the strength left to stand up. My vision was blurry. My ears were deafening. The shadows are dispersing and disappearing.
‘···step.’
Just one step was missing.
I resented that. Think about it, if there is a next chance… I don’t think there will be any more chances.
‘Is this the end?’
Belnoa’s head fell weakly.
Belnoir looks at the floor and waits for the end to come. However, no matter how long you wait, the end does not come.
“······?”
Belnoir slowly raised his head.
When I look straight ahead, I see the knight looking at me with trembling eyes. The tip of the great sword he was holding was trembling. It looks as if it is frightened.
‘···To me?’
No matter how you look at it, that doesn’t seem to be the case.
I don’t think the knight would show that kind of attitude to himself when he was dying. Belnoir belatedly realized that the gaze was not directed at him.
‘Not me, but next to me.’
The popularity felt sudden.
chin.
Someone’s hand came up to his head.
The touch was not rough. A soft hand touched Belnoa’s head.
“Good work.”
