Episode 209
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A murky purple glow enveloped Saxon’s greatsword, and a fragrance was scattered.
“… … !”
Dale held his breath at the sight.
“How did you get that sword… … !”
“Because I swore I would be strong for you.”
Charlotte answered, and her sword swung.
Flowers bloomed along the tip of the sword.
Flower of the blade, sword flower.
Countless blade flowers bloomed along the swinging greatsword, and the petals rushed towards Dale.
Blade petals adorned with shards of purple aura. How could I forget that sight?
The sword of the strongest knight of the Teutonia Knight Nation, the divine sword Badel Orhart, once defeated by the warrior of another world… … the plum sword.
When Dale of the past defeated him, the empire thoroughly burned the records of the Plum Blossom Sword for fear of a successor to the sword emerging. However, Lord Badel of the New Sword must not have been unaware of this fact either.
The world’s most noble knight would not allow the sword he had spent his entire life pursuing to disappear.
That is why the sword has turned around and is now here again.
To Charlotte Orhart, daughter of the divine sword.
“Plum Blossom Sword… …!”
As soon as they saw that sight, the expressions of the other Seven Swordsmen, including the demon sword Sepilia who was watching the duel between the two, froze. They couldn’t have not known the meaning either. No, in a sense, they were the ones who truly understood the meaning of that sword.
“How on earth did you get that sword!”
“Oh, you lady. Have you forgotten that we’re in the middle of a duel?”
As Sepilia was about to question Charlotte, Master Baro stretched out his sword to stop her.
Immediately after that, the demon sword Sepilia turned her head. Towards the Greatest Sword of the Continent and Charlotte’s teacher, the ‘Divine Sword Archduke Lancaster’, who was silently watching the duel between the two.
“… … Your Highness, have you done so?”
The Duke of Lancaster did not answer the swordsman’s cold question.
“The Lancaster family, the most loyal to the Empire, has secretly stolen the taboo of Badel Orhart.”
“He was more loyal to the empire than anyone else.”
The Archduke of Lancaster sneered coldly.
“Yeah, look at me now.”
After laughing, he continued speaking calmly.
“My eldest son Richard was driven mad by those in the Red Tower who enforce the spirit of the Empire’s times, and my second son Michael lost his life on the battlefield at the hands of the ‘Black Prince’. Did the imperial family warn me of his defection to York’s side at the time? No, they told me nothing. This is the result of their loyalty.”
“So you betrayed the empire?”
The swordsman Sepilia asked coldly, placing her hand on the hilt of her sword again.
“You called it betrayal? I just wanted to protect the Lancaster family.”
“Is that so?”
With those words, the demon turned his head. He looked at the petals of the blade fluttering from Charlotte’s greatsword.
The purple leaves began to fall all at once.
It filled the area as if the plum blossom petals were being blown away by the spring breeze.
“I’ll go, Dale.”
Charlotte whispered quietly. Dale also steeled his resolve and readjusted his grip on his sword.
“gladly.”
A duel for the title of Heavenly Sword. The two swordsmen who are said to be the most talented in the empire have finally begun to unleash their full power.
Phew!
The petals of the blades were scattered and rushed toward Dale. However, they were not a barrage of bullets fired in an easy-to-understand form. They were a mass of petals of the blades freely scattered from all directions, and each one of them was imbued with a purple aura that could shatter bones with a single brush.
It is indistinguishable from black magic that has reached a high level.
Just as knights could once obtain supernatural powers like wizards through avatars called the Armor of Thought.
And now, what stands before Dale is the product of a knight known as the pinnacle of the sword.
The petals scattered from all directions and the aura contained within them were changing the scenery of the area.
Just like the world of ideas unfolded by a wizard… … The Seven Swords were watching, and the area around the Sword Hall where Charlotte and Dale were supposed to be standing began to fade little by little.
When I came to my senses, I realized that it was a world that existed for two people.
The spring breeze was blowing, and countless plum tree branches were blooming endlessly all around.
Blood-red flower buds were fluttering.
A plum orchard from which there is no escape. And those bloody petals meant only one thing.
“Surely not to this extent… … .”
“Do you know this realm?”
Dale muttered absentmindedly, and Charlotte asked back.
“There is no one who does not know about the plum sword of the new sword Lord Badel Orhart.”
Dale lied calmly. At the same time, he put the pitch-black magic sword ‘Kia’ he was holding back into its sheath.
Instead, he pulled out another sword.
“… … !”
Charlotte’s expression stiffened for a moment. There was no way she didn’t know what it meant.
Peacemaker, the beloved sword of the warrior who defeated the divine sword Badel Orhart.
Mediator of peace.
“How cruel.”
Charlotte smiled bitterly at the sight.
“what?”
“Because our appearance felt just like the fight between the warriors of the empire and my father, Lord Badel.”
Dale holding the warrior’s sword and Charlotte wielding the plum sword. It was indeed as they said.
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There was a warrior, and there was a daughter whose father fell by the warrior’s hand.
“You are my knight, more precious than anyone else.”
“You are my master, more precious than anyone else.”
Dale spoke and Charlotte answered.
““So you can never lose here.””
The two men’s resolve crossed, and immediately Dale kicked the ground.
The petals of death fluttering in the plum orchard began to sway toward Dale as if drawn by the spring breeze.
At the same time, it is embedded in blood-red petals
The light of peace embedded in the warrior’s sword was scattered. The “Force of Peace” that turned all attacks to nothing emitted light.
The power to turn all physical attacks into nothing. However, this power is by no means absolute. The same was true in the fight with the divine sword Badel.
Kaang!
However, it will be able to function as a shield to avoid fleeting attacks and the petals of death that swirl around in an instant.
Clang!
‘already……!’
In the endless swirl of blood-red petals, the light of peace that had enveloped Dale fleetingly faded away. A sound like shards of glass rang out, and the blades of the blade swept toward Dale’s flesh.
‘The growth is unbelievable.’
Choaack!
But before that, he was given the avatar of the Shadow Lord.
Furthermore, the pitch-black blades rising from the Dark Blood’s armor swatted away each and every petal of Charlotte that was fluttering.
The distance narrowed, and the petals fluttering towards Dale changed direction.
The plum blossom petals enveloped the body of their flower owner, Charlotte Orchardt.
After wrapping around, a purple aura exploded, and Charlotte, who had finally reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, was revealed beyond it.
He was a knight of flowers.
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On the waters of the endlessly stretching lake, the first prince of the empire, Lancelot, finally put on the armor of thought.
But when Lord Barthel the Sword fell, and when the Empire waged a war of unification, Aurelia was nothing more than the daughter of a country bumpkin. She could not possibly know what it was like to be the most noble knight in the world.
“This figure is the divine sword Badel Orhart, who was once struck down by the sword of a warrior.”
“… … !”
But it is impossible not to know even that martial name.
“The Divine Sword, Bardel, is this the final destination of your pursuit of thought?”
That is why Aurelia, the six-winged cherub, asked back. Just as the end point of her pursuit of thought was the executioner of the gods who claimed to be the standard-bearer of the sister gods.
“Ideology? Oh, that can’t be true.”
First Prince Lancelot smiled coldly.
“After the Unification War ended, the body of Lord Bardell Orhart, the Sword Master, was officially lost and abandoned that winter night.”
“… … .”
“But in fact, his body did not disappear.”
And it goes without saying where that body would go.
“There is no way the Empire would leave that much material alone.”
“That is exactly what you said. In the name of His Majesty the Emperor, the Red Tower obtained that body. The body of a knight of that level will be useful in many ways.”
Lancelot, who was wearing the leather of the divine sword Badel Orhart, sneered bitterly.
“This is truly an unforgivable evil.”
“… … Couldn’t you bear to have his nobility insulted?”
“You said it was his nobility? Wrong.”
Lancelot answered without a moment’s hesitation.
“──Because what the Empire insulted was ‘my’ nobility.”
“Now, what… … .”
“After the body of the divine sword fell into the hands of the empire, parts of the body, including the Auror Heart, were transplanted into the First Prince Lancelot. Even the empire of the world did not expect that a ‘piece of the self’ would be embedded there.”
“Are you saying that you are not the Prince of the Empire, but Lord Badel?”
The new sword, Badel Orhart, shook his head.
“Strictly speaking, the current me is neither the prince of the empire nor the divine sword. I am merely the fusion of the two consciousnesses, and something that lies between them. Or, you could say, ‘both of them.’”
“… …Why are you telling me that?”
“Because I believe in your nobility.”
Lancelot said.
“Please take up your sword, rider of the goddess.”
And then Lord Barthel said:
At those words, the false virgin Aurelia did not hesitate any longer. It was the same. The being in front of him was not the real Badel Orhart.
Those who try to be more truthful than the truth, even though they know that they are lying.
“Be prepared.”
So, for the six-winged cherub, there was no hesitation.
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It was the Knight of Blossom.
Strictly speaking, it was a bit different from the Avatar that the Divine Sword Badel Orhart had unleashed. However, that didn’t matter. The Plum Sword that Charlotte was currently wielding was at a level where it could create ‘a world’ in itself.
It was a field of fluttering plum blossoms, and within it stood the Shadow Lord unfolding his avatar.
And I could tell. With my current level of skill, I would never be able to defeat Charlotte.
“show me.”
The Plum Knight will also know that fact.
“The scenery your heart holds.”
“… … .”
That’s why Charlotte Orchardt said. Dale hesitated for a moment. But the hesitation did not last long.
Phew!
At the same time, the white and dark winter night scenery began to stretch out beneath Dale’s feet.
Embracing the darkness of the end and the cold of the ages, the pitch-black castle built by the Shadow Lord rose tall.
When a wizard reveals his world, it has two meanings.
An opponent who must be affirmed and revealed to oneself, or an enemy who must be denied and excluded with all one’s might.
So, as a wizard who unfolds the world of ideas, which of the plum blossom knights is in front of him?
