〈 Episode 275 〉 The Man Who Couldn’t Die (1)
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The cross-shaped coffin carried by Cariot was originally a scabbard for a sword. Cariot stored the dark red cross-shaped greatsword in the coffin.
“Well, that’s how you say it.”
Cariot opened his mouth while carrying the coffin.
“But you can’t send people who are more capable than me from the battlefield just because they are younger. “In fact, when I was young, I insisted on something like that and got beaten up.”
Cariot pulled the cross around his neck.
“It takes strength to do what you believe is right. “Beliefs without power are just fiction.”
“I think so too.”
“Yes, that’s why I want to become superhuman. “Hero.”
Those who wish to become superhumans each have their own beliefs. Each has its own purpose. For some, it is revenge, for others, it is to keep a promise, and for others, it is for a rematch.
It is not that different from Kariot.
He also has a promise to keep and a purpose to fulfill. He also wants to become a superman because he wants something. Cariot continued speaking as he touched the cross decoration.
“If I become a superhuman, if I become the strongest person in the world… won’t I be able to say that with confidence?”
He sighed and smiled.
“Those who are weaker and younger than me should stay out of the battlefield. “Until you all enjoy everything, this guy will be standing on the battlefield.”
Kariot’s smile is refreshing.
Kariot spoke with a smile, more like a local guy than a soldier who had spent twenty years in the Demon Guard.
“What a wonderful life that is. That’s my dream. “It’s a dream I promised to my wife.”
“···Is that so?”
“It’s like that. So, that is.”
Stride.
Kariot took a step forward and spread his arms wide.
Kariot spoke in a quiet voice, with one arm around Galahal’s neck and the other around Rania’s neck.
“I’m saying that young people should stop walking around with their faces wrinkled as if they have lived their whole lives. “It breaks my heart when people who don’t seem to have even enjoyed life yet walk around looking like they’re going to die soon.”
Like those who will die soon.
Galahal and Rania fall silent at those words. Because there is a corner where you can get stabbed. Kariot smiled bitterly as he looked at the two people’s faces, their expressions hardening.
“Is there anything wrong with life?”
Kariot let go of Rania and Galahal while lightly tapping their shoulders.
“Live while having fun. “Have fun.”
2.
Cariot’s trials took place once every two days, and there was a good reason for that.
“I’m sorry, but this sword can only be used once every thirty-seven hours. “It’s a bit complicated to put into words…”
“I heard it from Raniel. Do by that way.”
I nodded.
I knew the characteristics of the magic sword held by Kariot… that is, the cross sword that he claimed was a holy sword.
‘The constraints of thirty-seven seconds and thirty-seven hours.’
A magic sword that can be used for 37 seconds and has a cycle time of 37 hours. That law was absolute, and there were no exceptions even during the Holy Grail trials.
“Thank you for understanding, lady.”
“How about the trials?”
“Well, it’s not easy either. “If you’re going to make a decision, you have to do it within 37 seconds, and that’s not an easy task.”
After trying the ordeal once, Kariot touched his chin and said.
“Still, there seems to be a possibility.”
“is it so?”
“It’s been about ten years since I last saw the wall, and it was in a state of quite a bit of disrepair. “I’m starting to see extra senses.”
Having lived on the battlefield for a long time, Kariot was close to being a superhuman. Since his eyes were open, even if only slightly, his extra senses were open, his chances of passing the test seemed high.
“How did the ordeal come about?”
“Um, do I really have to tell you? “If you need anything, just tell me.”
In response to my question, Kariot scratched the back of his head as if embarrassed.
Since the response seemed to be something I didn’t want to infringe on, I didn’t ask any more questions.
“Thank you for your consideration, lady.”
While Cariot stayed in Castle Kateron, he got along well with the knights without any problems. She often sparred with the knights and blended in well with them…
“You there.”
No two people are the same, and there are people who cannot get along with other people.
“Look at me for a moment.”
Saint Sarah.
It’s been three days since Kariot and her pink-haired mop partner came to Kateron Castle. She called me aside.
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“Am I an asshole? “I’m going to the store because you called me?”
“I’m afraid someone is not a virgin wizard’s disciple. Why are you talking so vulgar? “Did you have a rag in your mouth?”
I pointed at Sarah with the middle finger of my right hand and the ring finger and middle finger of my left hand together. It was a hand gesture containing a very blasphemous swear word, but it didn’t seem to have much effect.
“The way you do things is exactly like Raniel… Ugh, that’s it.”
Sarah stroked her hair as if she was tired.
“I don’t want to share a word with you either?”
“But why are you calling me that? “I feel dirty.”
“Because Kyle told me to tell you something. “I plan to just tell you that.”
···Kyle That guy?
Sarah sighed and took out a necklace from her robe. Hanging at the end of her old rope is a rust-coloured trinket. It’s an old accessory that can’t be called sophisticated even with empty words…
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The moment I saw that ornament, my eyebrows furrowed.
“…You told me to tell you this?”
“To be more precise, to your teacher Raniel. Do you know what this is? “I’ve seen Kyle wear it a few times…”
Of course I know.
A few years after our hometown burned down, we returned to it. That day, we salvaged a few unburned items from the ashes, and this necklace was one of them.
“It’s a keepsake. “This is a necklace that my father gave to my mother, but now it has become a keepsake.”
Kyle said so.
Then, I attached a string to the soot-stained copper-colored jewelry and hung it around my neck. I still remember the bitter expression Kyle made at that time.
“I won’t forget. never.”
Although it was a word without a subject, it was not difficult to understand.
‘I will never forget the disaster that occurred in my hometown.’
At that time, it felt like Kyle was making a pledge to himself with his parents’ mementos hanging around his neck.
‘however.’
Why are you doing this to me?
Does this mean that he is now going to rescind his oath? Does this mean that you have forgotten? If not, what does it mean?
I couldn’t read the intention.
I raised my head and looked at Sarah, frowning. Sarah was waving her necklace in front of me.
“Can’t you hear me? “Do you know what this is?”
“You don’t know?”
“You don’t know. Kyle just handed me this necklace without any explanation. “Tell it to you.”
I felt like I hadn’t told Sarah about the necklace.
I grabbed the necklace Sarah was shaking in front of me.
“Don’t shake it.”
“···W-what is it? “It’s an old necklace anyway.”
“You really… Huh, that’s it.”
I sighed and stroked my hair.
“Is there anything else you can say? “I have something to tell you.”
“He just handed me the necklace without saying anything.”
“He’s not that kind of guy.”
He’s the type of guy who will say something condescendingly or say something meaningful. As I was looking at the necklace and thinking about it, Sarah opened her mouth.
“···You know, you.”
Sarah took a step closer to me.
“What the hell are you?”
She raised her finger and pointed at me.
“What on earth are you talking about as if you know Kyle well? “What’s your relationship with Kyle?”
It is a nervous voice that has thrown away the mask of a saint. Sara’s sharp voice was filled with explicit emotion.
‘It’s like the voice I heard at the beginning of the trip when I was fighting with that cute bitch…’
There was a time when Sarah and Remia fought over Kyle, pulling out their hair. The nervous voice Sarah spoke to Remia at that time… and the voice she spoke to me now were similar.
‘···Why on earth?’
I blinked because I didn’t understand what was happening.
I understand that he was annoyed, but what I could sense in his voice was clear jealousy. Jealousy toward someone who has something you don’t have.
Why are you jealous of me?
“It’s nothing, just because I’m that virgin wizard’s student… Tsk.”
Sarah clicked her tongue.
“Can you please stop flirting with Kyle?”
···what?
“what?”
I tilted my head.
“What did you just say?”
“Don’t tease me. Do you think Kyle will get any attention if you act arrogant? Anyway…”
Don’t be a jerk?
My head tilted a little more.
“I? Tail? To that bastard?”
“no?”
Sarah hummed and snorted.
“It looks like that to everyone.”
and.
“Wow… wait a minute. Wow, no…”
I laughed and wiped my face.
It took only a moment for the laughter to turn into irritation.
“Is she really crazy?”
Come back to work, damn it.
3.
“Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!”
Sarah looked at her face in the mirror and repeatedly tapped the floor with her shoe heels.
“That crazy bitch, really crazy bitch…!”
There are bruises on her pure white skin, and her once shiny pink hair is a mess. This is all because of that crazy bitch who ripped out his hair and punched him in the face.
Kuuk.
Biting her lip, Sarah recited a sacred spell. As a healing magic developed for beauty purposes, swelling goes down and hair becomes shiny again. But the hair that has fallen out in clumps does not come back. Because the lost hair cannot be restored even with the saint’s spell.
“Rania, Rania van Trias…”
Sarah ground her teeth as she thought over the girl’s name.
I don’t even know who I am. Was there anyone other than Raniel who could treat her, a saint, this much?
“Isn’t it really Raniel?”
It was close to the truth, but Sarah shook her head to dismiss the thought. Thelohim said that the change of spirit and body is ‘impossible,’ so that will not happen.
‘Kyle is like that, and Remia is like that…’
That girl is treated specially.
Recently, even Remia said, ‘She is a human beloved by the elf master.’ she said, reluctant to utter her curse words about the girl.
Sarah is very displeased with that attitude.
I don’t like Kyle’s interest in that bitch who has nothing special, and I don’t like the fact that she acts arrogantly in front of Kyle.
But, the most annoying thing is.
Kyle became strange after meeting that girl.
“Whoa…”
Sarah crossed her eyebrows and let out a long sigh. There’s something she doesn’t know. I thought I knew Kyle well, but these days I don’t know anything.
After sighing repeatedly, Sarah lost her breath. This is because something caught my eye.
“······.”
Sarah narrowed her eyes.
The gaze is diagonally directed down to the ground. Her eyes, blessed by stars, can immediately point out something disturbing. What is visible in the green eyes is fog.
There is something in the fog.
Something disturbing walks out.
Quietly holding a sword.
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An underground waterway leading from Kateron Castle.
The soldiers guarding the place suddenly opened their eyes to the sound of footsteps coming from afar.
“Can’t you hear the footsteps?”
“I can hear it too.”
The soldiers open their eyes one by one.
They listen to where the footsteps come from.
‘There is only one person.’
It is the sound of one person walking.
As the periodic sound of footsteps got closer, a terrible stench wafted out. The soldiers frowned and picked up the spear knives that had been placed at an angle in the waterway.
The smell of rotting flesh.
The stench of a being that is neither dead nor alive.
This is the stench of the undead.
Where did an undead crawl into the underground waterway? The soldiers frown and look at the approaching undead.
It’s just one, it’s not a big deal.
Because of the darkness, the undead are hard to see. However, it does not change the fact that he is someone who must be killed anyway. One of the soldiers walked ahead.
“Kill me quickly and rest.”
The soldier muttered and swung his spear at the approaching undead. Tuk. There was the sound of something falling.
What fell was the soldier’s neck.
Sigh!
The soldier’s body leans to the side, spewing blood. And, splash. The soldier’s body sinks into the waterway.
“···uh?”
The soldiers open their eyes wide.
The soldiers tried to raise their spears, but it was too late. It was already too late.
Tap, and splash.
Only light sounds echo in succession.
No one can scream. The corpses of soldiers whose heads are cut off with a single knife sink to the bottom of the canal.
“W-what!”
The knight standing behind the soldiers runs forward, holding his weapon. Beyond the falling corpses, the face of an undead walking came into the knight’s field of vision.
“···Why you?”
The moment he meets that face, the knight’s face becomes filled with fear.
That’s it.
Once again, the knight’s body falls apart with a light thud. It’s natural. Before the sword of a superman, both knights and soldiers are mere humans.
The sword continues to be swung.
Although it is not even wearing a sword, the tip of the sword cuts through the wall of the underground waterway and easily cuts down everything that stands in its way. No one can see the trajectory the knife draws. Since you can’t see it, there’s no way you can stop it.
The results created that way are not flashy. It’s quiet.
The only sound that resonates is the sound of water flowing in the underground waterway.
The water has suddenly turned dark red. A human corpse floats on the water.
Tap, tap again.
There is no way to stop the sounds that echo in succession.
The knight flowing by, submerged in the waterway, looks at the back of the undead with empty eyes. She sees the appearance of a person for whom it would be an insult to even call them undead.
A person who has been called the strongest in human history since ancient times.
The only human being touched by the sword of death.
The last survivor of Sword Canyon.
However, he is now a superhuman who has fallen into ruin.
Kuntel, the sword superman.
He returned to Kateron Castle.
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fantasy,
