Episode 122
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Just as the wizards of this world use ‘bolt magic’ by projecting the image and mechanism of a crossbow (bolt), Dale was no different.
“Bolt action, 「7.62mm」.”
It was an unmistakable magic spell. It was a ‘universal image’ that people across time and cultures clearly shared, and at the same time, an image of another world that no one in this world could imagine.
Lying on the bell tower of the small town of Polburnum, Dale moved his shadow cloak to mimic the shape of a gun. The four circles accelerated, projecting the ‘otherworldly image’ in Dale’s mind along his fingertips.
Sniper rifle, sniper rifle.
Taang!
In a place where not even a breeze blew, the ‘shadow cloak’ fluttered and took the form of a gun according to Dale’s will.
《Shadow Rifle》.
The dark artifact that had already gone beyond the realm of a favorite and was reborn as a part of the body. And Dale, who freely manipulated the artifact and created what he needed, was truly the high-ranking demon himself, called a ‘shadow magician’.
The power of a high-ranking demon that gives substance to darkness. It is a realm that Dale finally attained after becoming one with the artifact of darkness through the ‘Shadow Prosthesis’.
“Reload.”
The sniper on the bell tower pulled his trigger again.
Taang!
Following the barrel of darkness, a single ‘Shadow Bullet’ struck the head of the Knight of St. Magdalene in the distance.
The helmet shattered, the skull was shattered, and brain matter was scattered.
Bolt action, a reloading method that is operated manually by pulling back the bolt attached to the bolt. Since each shot must be operated by hand, the advantage of rapid fire cannot be given up. However, in return, it has the advantage of durability that minimizes firearm malfunctions in rough terrain or wetlands, as well as the advantage of reliable long-range sniping.
Unlike when you cast Shadow Bullets on the spot, the destructive power, speed, and accuracy contained in each one are incomparable. Even the knights of the Auror Knights are falling one after another without being able to predict the essence of the killing.
The St. Magdalene cavalry tried to turn around quickly, but the explosives that the Shadow Court’s assassins had placed throughout the city streets exploded.
Taang!
Amid the commotion echoing through the city, Dale operated the bolt of the Shadow Rifle without a care. Silently, he finished loading and pulled the trigger again. As Dale moved like a machine, the knights of St. Magdalene fell one by one.
In the midst of confusion, the knights of the Auror Master, led by the ‘Holy Sword’, unleash their power one after another.
There was a body of mithril that had no human form, a pure white knight, and the 《King of Pigs》 who led them.
The head of a wild boar with its tusks standing out like horns, does not hide the beast’s determination to give it its all as a male.
The fighting god was there.
‘There are three Auror Masters, and the rest are Auror Knights or lower level.’
Once again, Dale manipulated the bolt of his Shadow Rifle, reloaded, and fired a single shot. It was a fatal blow that no normal person could avoid. It had to be that way.
Kaang!
However, Dale’s ‘Shadow Bullet’, projecting the image of a sniper rifle and slamming down, bounced off something. It was the blade of the Holy Sword. Furthermore, the King of Pigs turned his head while calculating the direction in which the bullet was fired.
For a moment, the figure of the ‘Black Prince’, lying face down and hiding on the bell tower, entered his field of vision.
“That little Saxon brat… … .”
A mobile force of about 300 people who take advantage of their mobility. At the same time, the Holy Sword protects them as ‘strong beyond the norm’.
Taang!
Another fatal blow struck. The Holy Swordsman tried to move his body to block Dale’s Shadow Bullet.
However, by taking the high ground, Dale was thoroughly targeting the rear of the cavalry. Furthermore, in the city center, which was densely packed with the city’s characteristic stone structures, it was not easy to even turn the troop’s rider.
It is impossible to kill the Holy Sword with a single blow of this level. However, it is possible to steadily reduce the enemy’s power.
A baptism of death that could come from anywhere.
The St. Magdalene cavalry began to turn their riders in confusion, and the ranks of the troops began to tangle in disarray. Already, the entrances and streets of the city were collapsing, and the broken stone structures were acting as natural barricades. Even if they were the world’s best St. Magdalene knights, they would not have a good plan.
Except for one, the head of the Knights of St. Magdalene.
He read the trajectories of the countless ‘Shadow Bullets’ that were fired, and identified the presence of the ‘sniper’ who was lying face down on the bell tower. Therefore, in order to prevent any more of his subordinates from being sacrificed to the enemy’s sniping, the Holy Sword had only one action to take.
The boar began to run.
Thump, thump, thump! He ran with the fighting spirit of a male, as if he were a wild boar, tearing everything apart. He crashed into the stone barricade blocking his way and broke through, and began to rush toward the bell tower where Dale was at a frightening speed.
A distance of several hundred meters, and even though stone barricades blocked the area within the city limits, nothing changed.
Taang!
That is why Dale did not hesitate after he struck the final blow. Even if he were Dale now, he could not guarantee a fair victory against the strongman of the Seven Swords of the Continent, the Holy Sword.
However, not all battles in this world are fought fairly. For example, he took the lives of the Knights of St. Magdalene by hiding on the bell tower and using the ‘shadow rifle’.
Dale jumped from the bell tower without hesitation, high enough to overlook the entire city.
As he jumped, the artifact ‘Shadow Cloak’ wrapped itself around Dale’s body, and he became a shadowy fluid and began to dash beyond the city.
Wraith Form.
Dale began to run through the city like a ghost, shaking off the pursuit of a wild boar. He passed through the stone barricades blocking his way as if he were a ghost.
It was just then.
Kuung!
“Did you think you could escape from me, Saxon brat?”
Without even a sound, the King of Pigs was blocking Dale’s path.
Apart from the ugly appearance of a beast, the holy sword in his hand radiated a noble light more than anything else.
“Who is running away?”
Seeing that, the ‘Black Prince’ asked back indifferently.
“… … Do you think you can do anything to this body with your rascals who dragged me in alone and ambushed me?”
And as if he had figured out Dale’s plan, the Holy Sword smiled coldly. As if he knew all about the high-ranking assassins of the ‘Shadow Court’ who were hiding in the area.
“Don’t be so arrogant. It’s a mistake to think that the whole world, from start to finish, is at your fingertips.”
“I know very well.”
Before he knew it, Dale was holding the shadow prosthesis, and furthermore, the hilt of the pitch-black magic sword ‘Kia’ in that hand. The two dark artifacts began to sympathize and spew endless malice.
The light of the holy sword, said to be the most noble in the world, swirled around.
The acceleration was accelerating as if the four hearts were going to burst.
The opponent was a force on a different level than those Dale had fought so far. A moment of carelessness could lead to immediate death. But even so, nothing changed.
“Do you remember the war on the island of Britannia?”
Dale opened his mouth.
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“I have engraved a geass that requires you to absolutely obey my orders during all operations until the end of the war.”
“… … .”
At Dale’s words, the Holy Sword’s eyebrows finally twitched.
“It seems the war isn’t over yet.”
Before he could fathom the meaning of those words, Dale took out ‘two pieces of paper’ from his bosom. A document with Dale’s signature as the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Army, and furthermore, a document with the seal of King Charles VII of the Kingdom of Britannia.
“You bastard… … !”
It was an ‘indefinite truce agreement’ signed between the Empire and the Kingdom of Britannia.
Even though the new kingdom of Britannia was destroyed and disappeared into history, and even though Charles VII is no longer of this world, the law is not flexible at all. And the only thing that moves the Geass is the effect of the law.
“As the Supreme Commander of the Imperial Army, I ask you. Do you know that your cavalry is isolated and do you have a backup force that can assist?”
So Dale asked. Towards his ‘subordinates’ who must obey his orders. An appeal to the oath engraved in their hearts.
“Ear, ear, ear, ear sword… …!”
The King of Pigs desperately moved his mouth, as if he could never say it easily. At the same time, unable to bear the pain of the Geass that was pressing on his heart, his voice finally leaked out.
“There are female liaisons who periodically communicate with the Iron Cross Cavalry of the Ears, Lady Sepilia… …!”
“Have they figured out the situation in this city?”
“Yes, at the moment your rascals detonated the city’s firepower… …! They would have headed straight for the cavalry of Sir Sepilia the Sword to call for help!”
“So how much time do we have until they arrive?”
“Soon, soon.”
“Really? Then there’s nothing I can do.”
At the Holy Sword’s answer, Dale shrugged his shoulders as if he had no choice.
“As the supreme commander of the Imperial Army, I hereby agree to the covenant you have been fulfilling.”
So Dale had no reason to hesitate.
“Stab your heart with the holy sword and commit suicide.”
“… … !”
“With this, the geas between us will be broken.”
With those words, Dale tore up the two ‘Truce Agreements’ he was holding. The blade of the Shadow Cloak swung like a shredder, tearing them apart into pieces that were unrecognizable. If it became evidence that he had threatened the Holy Sword by leaving behind the Truce Agreement with the Kingdom of Britannia, it would strangle Dale in return.
After tearing up the agreement, Dale looked at the Holy Inspector without any emotion.
Before I knew it, I was holding the holy sword in my hand and holding it in my hands… … My two trembling hands began to move.
The hesitation was fleeting.
The King of Pigs plunged the blade of the Holy Sword into his heart.
Phew!
The tip of the holy sword pierced his chest and protruded toward his back. At the same time, the light of the goddess, the protection of the holy sword forged by the first White Magic Tower Lord, enveloped his body.
The sacred sword that was supposed to grant the goddess’s protection and the power of light to those who wield it is instead stabbing its owner’s heart and taking his life.
And, unable to withstand the contradiction, an unidentifiable light began to flicker along the tip of the holy sword.
The pure white and gray colors rippled and shone, illuminating the ‘heart of the Holy Swordsman’ that the blade was piercing.
Clang!
Just then, the holy sword’s blade split like a turtle’s shell. A sound like glass breaking echoed.
As if tempered glass were breaking apart, each blade shattered into tiny particles like glass grains… … and particles of light began to cover the body of the Holy Swordsman.
An absolute defensive power that prevents an instant death blow in exchange for the sword’s life to protect the owner of the holy sword.
Kwaaang!
“Ah, ahhhh… … .”
With the explosion engulfing the area, the Count of Brandenburg was there. He was now no longer worthy of being called a ‘Sacred Swordsman’.
“Ah, ahhh, my fiance, my love… …!”
He survived with a blade stabbed into his heart. This is a miracle that can only be called ‘Goddess’s protection.’
“You, you dare… … .”
The geass has been released. But, leaving the broken holy sword behind, the pig-headed man mutters weakly.
“Do you think I’ll just die for you like this… …! I won’t forget, I’ll hate you while I’m alive, and I’ll hate you after I die, and I’ll curse you in hell… …!”
The King of Pigs burns his final fighting spirit towards the ‘Black Prince’.
“Oh, I knew it.”
But even in the face of the unusually swirling speculation, Dale responded without a care.
Even though he lost the Holy Sword and was critically injured, he did not fall easily. And Dale had no intention of killing him in the first place. He had expected this to happen from the beginning.
Dying is not as much of a pain as you might think. Just as many people choose death over life, the most terrible pain in the world can only be experienced while alive.
Dale fixed the pitch-black magic sword ‘Kia’.
“If you say so, I won’t be able to kill you easily even if I’m scared.”
Dale said, and with the last of his strength the King of Pigs kicked the ground.
