Episode 208
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Dale and Modred, Charlotte and Shingeom, Pure White Aurelia and Lancelot.
Two of the three duels taking place simultaneously in the Sword Hall have ended.
It was a showdown between four swords over the title of Heavenly Sword.
Following the rule of three, the Archduke of Lancaster, who claimed to be the remaining opponent, sharpened Charlotte’s senses before the final battle, and Dale of Saxony easily won against Modred.
“Prince Modred has just accepted defeat.”
Dale answered coldly, stretching out his arm. At the same time, the apocalyptic cold surrounding Modred began to move in reverse, as if rewinding time.
As if going against the irreversible laws of the world, the irreversible providence.
The cold air that had been surrounding the 7th Prince Modred finally seeped into Dale’s body, and at the same time, Modred fell to his knees weakly.
“Ugh, gasp… … !”
He collapsed without even being conscious in the midst of the pain. His body was still trembling and he was frozen pale.
“I, I haven’t been defeated yet… …!”
Just then, Modred shouted, desperately grabbing his sword.
“I am a proud son of the Empire, a golden rider… …!”
As if everything that had happened in the prison of my frozen body up until just before was a lie.
“Is that so?”
But Dale didn’t care.
A blue butterfly flew up, and at the same time, a blue spider web was already wrapped around the deepest part of Modred’s soul.
The most important thing as a spy of the Blue Tower is that they never realize that they are a spy of the Blue Tower.
“Enough is enough, Prince Modred.”
As Modred struggled desperately, the demon sword Sepilia finally opened her mouth.
“As one of the Seven Swords of the Continent, I, the noble sword Sepilia, will accept that the winner of this match is ‘Dale of Saxony’.”
“Sephilia… … !”
“Don’t be reckless, Your Highness.”
Sepilia answered coldly to Modred, who was not convinced and was about to protest.
“As the current prince, there is no way he can defeat that ‘Black Prince’.”
“… … !”
Modred bit his lip at those words. Once again, there was an insurmountable wall there.
The Shadow Monarch, a monster who is not even worthy of the title of the greatest genius in the empire.
“… … I will accept your kind words.”
Modred bit his lip and lowered his head. He hadn’t even realized what had been inside his ice prison until just now.
Another butterfly was caught in the blue web, and the control of the web was no longer the sole domain of the blue dark damsel, Arachne.
She was a loyal shadow rider and a cunning strategist, and the monarch she was loyal to was right here.
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“Gasp, gasp… … !”
In front of the dancing divine sword’s martial arts, Charlotte Orhart finally caught her breath.
As soon as the duel between Dale and Modred ended, the fight between the two also ended according to the ‘Rule of Three’. Even though it was not a fight where the divine sword gave its all, the sword swinging towards the disciple before the final battle was by no means something to be underestimated.
Despite this, Charlotte took a deep breath and maintained her composure.
“Thank you, Master.”
“It doesn’t matter what you think of the ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony. And neither do I. Even if he struck down my son on the battlefield.”
Towards the smiling Charlotte, the Archduke of Lancaster opened his mouth indifferently. Charlotte’s expression froze for a moment.
“But if you truly wish to serve him as your lord, and have sworn allegiance to him… … you must become strong enough to protect him. Do you know what that means?”
“I will prove with my own hands that I am stronger than my master.”
Charlotte answered softly, with determination.
When we first meet Dale, Charlotte is a young girl who knows nothing about the world.
A young girl who knew nothing about anything boldly challenged the greatest genius in the empire, saying she would protect the Orhart family with her sword.
To prove himself by taking down Dale.
But Charlotte was defeated, and ironically, it was Dale who reached out to Charlotte.
Dale risked his life to protect her, even when it meant risking his own life.
That is why she thought that the man was the one truly worthy of her loyalty.
After that, as the empire’s greatest genius and ‘Black Prince’ grew and grew stronger beyond measure… … he realized that Charlotte’s presence was never strong enough to protect him.
Furthermore, it wasn’t even her place to be in Dale’s closest position.
Because it wasn’t Charlotte who couldn’t see the feelings Dale was showing towards his teacher, the elf wizard.
Still, nothing changes.
“I am ready.”
Charlotte bit her lips quietly.
After going around and around, we eventually come back to the starting point.
Once again Charlotte Orchard would challenge the Empire’s greatest genius, the ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony, with her sword, and this was no longer the scheming of a reckless girl.
“I am determined to defeat the ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony with my own hands.”
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Two of the three duels ended, and another duel began.
What remained in the Sword Hall were two duels once again.
A showdown between Dale and Charlotte over the Sword of Heaven.
And the fight that has been going on since earlier over the Holy Sword’s sword position.
The Virgin and the Sword of the Lake clashed.
A fight where both sides gave their 100% of their power over a single sword. At least for the pure-white maiden Aurelia, it was by no means a lie.
Be reborn as a cherubic angel, holding the holy sword Durandal and possessing six sacred, shining wings.
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A pure white seraph kicked the ground and rushed forward. No, it tried to rush forward.
“Your lies are beautiful.”
Just then, the Sword of the Lake opened its mouth.
“… … !”
The swinging of the Holy Maiden’s sword stopped. Just before the tip of the Holy Sword Durandal’s blade was about to plunge down into Lancelot’s golden armor.
“Why did you stop your sword?”
Lancelot asked back.
“My father said that our lies are more truthful and beautiful than the truth.”
“What do you want to say?”
“Oh, there are so many birds listening to the story here right now.”
Birds listen to what’s said during the day, and mice listen to what’s said at night. They were blue birds and mice.
That’s why the Knight of the Lake stretched out his arms.
Phew!
The whole world was turned upside down. Aurelia took a deep breath. It was no longer the Sword Hall.
The two people were standing on the top of a lake.
A world of water that stretches endlessly beyond the horizon.
Lancelot stood with his feet on the water of the lake. Aurelia was no exception.
“The unclean cannot stand upon the earth of this lake.”
Lancelot said.
“But it seems that the Virgin is not like that.”
“… …Can’t you hear the birds and rats whispering here?”
“Yes.”
Lancelot smiled.
“If the Holy Maiden defeats the ‘First Prince of the Empire’ and obtains the Holy Sword’s Sword Wield… … then her fame will spread throughout the continent.”
The Knight of the Lake continued walking. Parking. Ripples gently rippled along the water of the lakeside.
“What do you want from me?”
The virgin asked again.
“Please knock me down.”
The Knight of the Lake said.
“Then, as I said, no one will be able to deny the Virgin Aurelia. It will be a lie more true than the truth that has been reborn with the Shadow Lord’s sword.”
“… … !”
The false maiden held her breath at Lancelot’s words.
“What on earth do you want?”
“I don’t want the Shadow Lord to win.”
The Knight of the Lake answered.
“But at the same time, I do not wish for my father, the Golden Lord, to win.”
The absurd words coming out of his mouth made the virgin Aurelia hold her breath.
“I am sick and tired of this ugly, shameful struggle between gold and shadow. That is why I only hope that the most noble ones will win.”
nobility.
“Those who deserve to win.”
As he said this, the knight of the lake laughed.
“But as I said, taking me down will never be easy.”
As he said this, he adjusted his grip on his sword.
At the same time, the aura began to swirl and the ‘Avatar’ of the Lake Knight was revealed.
The most noble knight in the world.
The strongest knight, who was once defeated by a warrior and whose body was officially reported to have disappeared.
──The divine sword, Lord Badel Orhart, was there.
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“Dale.”
“shallot.”
Charlotte Orchardt took her name, and Dale took hers.
“You’ve grown up so well.”
Dale smiled as if celebrating his daughter’s growth, but Charlotte did not smile.
“huh.”
He just mutters indifferently with an emotionless expression.
“I must become strong enough to protect my lord.”
“I see.”
Dale laughed quietly at those words. As Charlotte’s lord, he faced the sword of a grown knight.
However, there is only one Heavenly Sword’s Sword Rank. In this position, one of the two will be defeated and unable to hold the sword.
Dale could easily give up his greed for the sword and cry out in defeat. But Charlotte Orhart would never accept such a concession. After all, that was the girl Charlotte.
The daughter of the most noble knight in the world.
“I won’t let you off.”
So Dale drew his sword, the pitch-black blade glowing darkly in the pouring sunlight, and Charlotte Orchardt also drew her Saxon greatsword.
“I promised you. I would become strong enough to protect you. And… … .”
As she said that, Charlotte lost her balance for a moment.
Her strength. The object of her hateful revenge was gone, and the Orhart family, under the protection of the Sacks, was no longer in danger. Nevertheless, Charlotte did not stop obsessing over strength. There was only one reason.
To be by Dale’s side.
“Because you promised to come back when you needed me.”
And to do that, Charlotte had to prove that Dale needed her.
That his sword was better than that of the Empire’s greatest genius, the ‘Black Prince’ of Saxony.
It was for that very reason that Charlotte picked up her sword.
Dale also released a tri-colored aura following the Auror Heart, and his sword began to glow darkly like the Black Sword of Saxony.
At the same time, a purple glow began to ripple along the tip of Charlotte Orchardt’s sword.
It was a fragrant sword.
