Episode 133
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“Oh my, this is it.”
As soon as he saw the appearance of the demon sword Sepilia, it was Master Baro who broke the silence.
“I never thought the most powerful woman in the empire would get off her heavy butt and do it herself.”
“I’ll rip that tongue out and chew it up right now, right now.”
“Hehehe, I see you still haven’t forgotten how I played with your tongue?”
The swordsman Sepilia did not hide her murderous intent as she fixed her beloved sword, Soulbringer, and the sword master Baro shrugged his shoulders calmly. The battleground where the two strongest swordsmen of the continent were facing off.
The asymmetrical power was balanced one-to-one. In the end, what remained were Michael Lancaster and the Rosicrucian Knights, and the ‘Shadow Lord’ and his assassins. In that sense, it would be safe to say that it was a 5:5 situation.
Except for one thing, this is Dale’s world.
“Shoove.”
Dale said her name, and a swarm of horrible tentacles appeared around Dale.
─ I’ve been waiting.
Two forces face off in the dark white winter night, with the pitch-black castle behind them.
It is not entirely out of the question that an unexpected strongman is with Mikhail Lancaster. Even Dale was somewhat surprised that it would be the swordsman Sepilia.
‘It’s a structure within the expected range anyway.’
Even now, I recall the existence of the ‘brazier’ that is burning within the pitch-black castle.
“Hey, Shippal. Judging by your temper, you still haven’t gotten over that old maid hysteria?”
“I want you to look back at that old bachelor’s shabby plow hanging from your trouser leg.”
Furthermore, there were two powerful men who were exchanging trivial conversations, making the talk of the clash of the Seven Swords of the Continent seem meaningless.
As if the direction of this fight doesn’t matter.
‘… … I guess it’s okay.’
Soon, Dale turned his head and simply focused his attention on the enemy before him.
Michael Lancaster, the apostle of fire and light, and the Knights of the Rosicrucian Cross who assist him.
Against that, he recalled the presence of the high-ranking assassins of the Shadow Court, Shuve, and even the silent sword in Dale’s ‘shadows’.
A brief standoff ensued, at the end of which Michael Lancaster kicked the ground.
A brilliant white barrage swept through, burning away the cold and darkness that Dale’s world held.
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At that time, in a room of a fortress within the Marquisate of York.
Sepia was kneeling at the foot of the bed, face down, her head buried in her hands, sobbing.
An unbearable tumult of emotions was tearing her heart apart.
After seeing the 8-year-old Dale, she volunteered to be his tutor in order to properly guide the child’s talents. Furthermore, as the child grew, she was able to realize the cold loneliness and coldness that he harbored in his heart. After realizing this, Sepia swore that she would gladly stay by the child’s side.
I believed that it was her mission, her will. It wasn’t.
The ground beneath my feet suddenly collapsed.
But even as her world was falling apart, there was someone who reached out to her until the very end.
‘Even if Sepia hates me and points her finger at me, I will never forget Sepia’s devotion.’
The tone of voice that I had felt when I first saw him was nowhere to be found, it was a man’s voice full of determination.
However, the true nature of the feelings she felt towards the child was ultimately nothing more than brainwashing instilled by order of the ‘Sorceress Council’. Even though she knew this fact, her heart was burning so hot that she couldn’t hold it back.
Dale is leaving behind the cold and loneliness, willingly making up his mind for Sepia.
The current Sepia was no longer a puppet who unilaterally provided Dale with the affection he longed for. Dale must know that too. Even though he knew the meaning, he made the decision and took action. Without a single moment of hesitation.
‘Why are you like that… … .’
An unbearable turmoil swept over me. And yet, I was there, unable to unilaterally affirm Dale’s feelings.
I couldn’t tell where her will began and where it ended, and further, where the brainwashing of the Blue Tower began and where it ended.
The sepia world was dyed in an unknown ashen ink.
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Michael Lancaster charged, kicking the ground, and Dale’s ‘shadow prosthetic’ repositioned itself to grasp the hilt of the Demon Sword Kia, his identity still hidden behind his bird’s beak mask and black coat.
At the same time, the shadow assassins scattered all at once and unleashed their secret arts against the Rosicrucian knights supporting Mikhail.
The duel between the Seven Swords, the duel between Mikhail and Dale, and even the duel between the Knights of the Rosicrucian Cross and the Shadow Assassins.
In the battlefield where three major battles were taking place, Shub’s tentacles began to swarm.
At the same time, countless ‘Death Knights’ appeared from beyond the horizon of cold and darkness. The power that Dale can unleash by utilizing the world of ideas as a weapon.
With the tentacles of the Shuves swirling from all sides and the overwhelming amount of water, Dale began to surround Lancaster’s forces. Furthermore, a ‘Lake of Darkness’ began to spread out around Dale’s feet.
The shadow knights who were replicating Dale’s magic sword ‘Kia’, including ‘Shadow Lurker’, all rose up at once.
A world that is writhing with malice to eliminate its enemies.
“… … .”
Looking at the scenery of that world, the demon sword Sepilia quietly took a deep breath. The scenery of a white and dark winter night that even the Seven Swords of the Continent could not hide their shock.
It was almost simultaneous that the swords struck the ground and rushed forward.
Kaang!
Against the blood-red aura blade, the sword of the demon sword Sepilia, Soul Bringer, was engulfed in a purple aura.
The only aura blade that symbolizes the demon sword, separate from the auras of the Knights of the Iron Cross. It was scary to think that the blood-red and purple aura blades had clashed, but before I knew it, the two swords had already engaged in dozens of strikes.
Even without deploying the avatar, it was a clash of speed that a mere knight could not dare to approach.
‘I don’t know who will win, but at least it won’t be an easy fight.’
In any case, they are the ones who wear the title of the Seven Knights of the Continent. Therefore, before the match between them is decided, it would be faster to settle this issue here. Nothing would have changed from the beginning.
Dale turned his head towards the ‘Apostle of Fire and Light’, leaving behind the clashing Seven Swords. Shadow creatures surged along the Lake of Shadows that was flooding the area.
At the same time, flames of destruction swept through Mikhail’s sword, ‘Peacemaker’.
The light of dawn that illuminated the darkness of dawn, the existence of shadows fleetingly disappeared before the swirling light.
However, as one who bore the name of ‘Shadow Lord’, Dale was not one to kneel to such a blow.
As the shadow creatures disappeared with Mikhail’s blow, another shadow creature soon took their place. An army with no end in sight. An overwhelming force that was not lacking in the name of the monarch.
Here, the white and dark winter nights and the pitch-black fortress were literally Dale’s empire. The dark forces that Dale, who was doing his best as a wizard, was unleashing.
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Every time Mikhail swung his sword, countless shadows were engulfed in light and disappeared, and every time, more shadows rose up and advanced towards Mikhail and his knights.
No matter how powerful a warrior’s weapon is, he cannot defeat the empire alone.
At the same time, the assassins of the ‘Shadow Court’ scattered in all directions and began to form their own unique formation. It was a spider web of death.
“Haha, so that’s why people have to stand in line properly.”
Seeing that, Master Baro muttered as if it were someone else’s business.
“It looks like people are going to be leaving one after another, so do I not have to use an avatar?”
Avatar. Undoubted proof that she is giving her all as a knight. However, the demon sword Sepilia has not yet taken out her avatar. Master Baro was no exception.
“My role is simply to tie your feet.”
“In that case, why don’t we just go to that castle and go on a date? We can reminisce about the old days… … .”
Before Master Baro could even finish speaking, the tip of the demon sword was already rushing towards him.
“I will cut your tongue out, you damn swallow.”
“Oh my, damn it. Don’t say things that are embarrassing to others. Do you think I gave up being a knight because I liked it?”
“So, you suddenly cut off your master’s neck and ran away with his daughter?”
“Oh, right. I guess I have my own circumstances that I can’t tell you everything about.”
‘You guys are having a really good time.’
Leaving the conversation between the two behind, Dale shook his head as if he was dumbfounded. At least, he couldn’t expect the axis of asymmetric power to collapse and for the outcome to be a one-sided victory.
So there was only one thing left to do: to subdue Michael Lancaster, who was before him.
Taat!
With the dark forces at his command, Dale himself kicked the ground amidst the shadowy web of assassins and the covering fire of the Shuve.
The distance narrowed, and the light of peace began to swirl around Michael Lancaster’s sword. The power of the warrior’s beloved sword, Peacemaker. The force of peace that turned a large number of attacks into nothing.
But this was Dale’s world.
Ultimately, Peacemaker’s ability was close to the concept of a barrier that uses thoughts as power, and breaking that barrier is also ultimately the power of thoughts. And this was a world that projected Dale’s thoughts themselves.
Clang!
‘I still haven’t been able to fully unleash the power of the Peacemaker.’
The enforced peace collapsed, and beyond it the Shadow Lord and his forces began to surge.
‘Can we win?’
The long and short of it is something that you have to try to find out. The distance between Dale and Mikhail narrowed, and at the same time, the ‘sword’ that had been silent in Dale’s shadow appeared. A fatal blow that remained silent until the very end.
Lady Shadow, Aurelia.
Her bloody sword, reborn as the black-red Valkyrie, and Dale’s magical sword ‘Kia’ were simultaneously swung towards Mikhail.
It is not a victory that can be achieved through a fair fight. However, the battles of this world do not necessarily have to be fought fair.
Choaack!
Aurelia’s surprise attack, which she struck with a decisive blow from the shadows, slammed down onto the ‘Armor of Thought’ that Mikhail was wrapped around. Lady Shadow’s bloody sword.
“… … !”
Mikhail swallowed his bewilderment, not realizing the blow, but Aurelia had already closed the distance and was kicking the ground.
Choaack!
The armor of fire and light, shining as brightly as the sun, was torn apart, and blood flowed out. Magma, boiling like a furnace, sprayed out through the gaps in the armor.
“It looks like the match is decided.”
Before long, Lady Shadow was by Dale’s side.
“It was truly an unimaginable blow.”
Mikhail answered, turning his back on the pouring magma and adjusting his grip on the sword hilt.
“I told you then.”
“What are you talking about?”
“Will my current sword be able to reach the ‘Black Prince’?”
“… … .”
“I think it’s finally time to put that fact to the test.”
The blood pouring out like magma coagulated like volcanic lava, and Mikhail adjusted his grip on the sword hilt.
“It’s my turn now.”
Under the white and dark winter night, a storm of light began to swirl around the Knight of Dawn.
