Episode 233
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There were so many things that became fleeting in the face of death that it was impossible to count them all. However, those things that did not become fleeting even in the face of death were different.
If death were to come tomorrow, what should we do? Even the most dazzling wealth and fame are nothing more than a fleeting mirage in the face of death.
The god of death with six black wings scattered his power along with death.
Caw, caw!
A flock of swooping crows were pecking at the old Saxon lords.
Ravens, unstoppable by any magic or resistance, pecked at the robes of the Eldritch and the darkness hidden beneath, their beaks ravenous from hunger.
A scream as if the soul was being ripped out rang out, and in the midst of it all, the black ball remained silent.
I thought about it absentmindedly. The reason Black Gong took the grimoire 『Scales of the Heart』 and went with ‘Death’ was probably to prepare for this day.
I had been counting the days when Eldritch and Dale would face each other fairly. No matter how much they were incomparable to the Black Ball, they were not opponents who could be defeated unilaterally like they were now.
But that wasn’t the case for Dale’s father. Rather, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say that he was his natural enemy.
The immortal beings who were destined to live for eternity without knowing death were desperately running away from the flock of crows that filled the sky.
As miserable and desperate as the victims in Hitchcock’s film The Birds.
“The test is just the beginning.”
However, there was no sign of complacency in the appearance of the black ball. He simply subdued the Eldritches blocking his path and calmly walked forward.
Towards the top of the tower, where the Immortal Frederick and the Mother of Saxony await.
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“Oh, Alan. I’ve been waiting for you.”
By the time they reached the top of the tower, there was only one Eldritch there.
“Why have you forgotten the truth and strayed from your clan and your mother’s embrace, my shameful son?”
“……father.”
“It is not too late. Come back to your family. Your father and mother are ready to forgive you.”
Unlike the old lords who had blocked the path of the Black Knight until now, a very clear voice flowed out.
At those words, Dale was left speechless and remained silent.
The heads of the Saxon family have chosen to live an immortal life for generations and have fallen to being puppets of the Shadow Tower. The father of the Black Duke was no exception.
“I am already in the arms of my family.”
The black ball answered. A very ominous darkness stirred beneath the hood.
“Are you so possessed by the color blue that you will commit such atrocities as slaughtering your mother, my wife’s sons, and even your own younger siblings?”
“… … This is purely my will.”
“So, are you planning to take down this father without hesitation by your own will?”
“Please step aside, Father.”
“That can’t be, son.”
“Then I can’t help it either.”
The black ball said.
“Dale, go ahead. This is as far as I can take you.”
“……All right.”
“I can’t leave it like that.”
Dale nodded silently, and the black ball’s father extended his arm.
Phew!
“Me too.”
“… … You are the one who will drive a nail into the hearts of your father and mother.”
A darkness that could not be compared to the Eldritches that had existed until now swept through. However, it was up to the Black Ball to block it.
Without a moment’s hesitation, six black wings spread out against his father.
“Please wait, Father.”
Dale didn’t hesitate either, leaving that sight behind.
As we reached the end of this shadow tower, the dark power and magic that the Black Lord had shown us. The Black Tower Lord’s lessons for his successor finally came to an end.
From this point on, Dale must fight alone.
So now was the time to simply move forward and seize the throne of the Shadow Empire above.
To the top of the Shadow Tower, where the Mother of Saxony and the Immortal await.
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“You are my brother’s son.”
The next step was where the Black Ball was confronting his father, but the Immortal Ball and Lady Persephone were still not there.
There was another Eldritch there.
“Little brother… … ?”
“We, the Saxon clan, are all brothers who share the same mother. What difference could there be?”
Eldritch spoke, and Dale found that absurd.
‘There really is no such thing as a dog pedigree.’
“You usurper who claims to be the Shadow Lord. I cannot send you to where you are, my wife, my mother, and my father.”
Wife, mother, and father. It wasn’t hard to figure out what those words meant. It was a really tangled genealogy that was hard to figure out how to untangle.
The son of the Immortal Frederick and Lady Persephone, she also preserved the blood and purity of Saxony by volunteering to be his wife, from generation to generation, right down to the generation of the Black Duke, father of Dale.
“I am qualified, and I am conducting the examination properly according to my qualifications.”
“My defeating you here will also be part of the fair test.”
“That is exactly what you said.”
Dale nodded, and the circle engraved on his heart began to accelerate.
The realm of the 6 circles, plus one more circle left to the son by the blue black curtain.
All seven circles accelerated, and the shadows within those circles also began to accelerate.
Fourteen circles accelerated, engulfing the entire world centered around their feet.
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This is not the Dale who was helplessly defeated by the Immortal before. Furthermore, even Dale, who was growing day by day, could not even guess how much power he had now.
In a sense, you could say that he is the best opponent to test your abilities against before a real match.
The Shadow Lord’s avatar, the Dark Blood Armor, wrapped around Dale’s body.
The circle of Shuve surrounding the shadow heart was endlessly scattering darkness.
At the same time, an incomprehensible sense of omnipotence engulfed Dale’s consciousness.
The primordial darkness that was endlessly generated along the accelerating circle felt like children playing with clay.
I tried to condense the shadows to create a single shape.
It was a soldier holding a weapon.
At the same time, life came to the creatures made of darkness.
“Do you think I would let a usurper like you go to my father… … !”
The soldier began to move. The sword in his hand swung, and the son of the Immortal shouted.
Kaang!
Tentacles sprouted from beneath Eldritch’s feet, devouring the shadow soldiers mercilessly.
“Is this all there is to it?”
The son of the Immortal mocked Dale as he devoured his shadow creatures. But Dale remained blandly silent.
I just stretched out my arms again.
The circle accelerating along the shadow heart radiated primordial darkness, and Dale began to shape that darkness.
It was soldiers again.
‘These could be anything. But why create swordsmen?’
There was no need for that.
After asking himself, he waved his arms. The weapons the soldiers were holding changed shape.
They were soldiers holding guns.
The darkness that Dale creates contains the ‘possibility’ of becoming anything. That is why Dale creates what he desires by creating darkness.
The musketeers holding automatic rifles. They pulled the triggers and bullets started to rain down.
“Are you trying to claim the title of Shadow King with just this much bolt magic?”
Eldritch roared and emitted tentacles from the darkness. He was right. To this being, this was nothing more than a quick and deadly bolt spell. At least not one that would be suitable for use against high-ranking wizards.
“I guess so.”
Once again the Shadow Lord stretched out his arms.
“──Let there be fire.”
Dale muttered, and at the same time his shadow formed something like clay and slammed down on Eldritch.
Only then did the darkness lift and its true nature was revealed.
The karma was raging.
Eldritch spewed out tentacles of darkness as if in a fit of rage amidst the flames that seemed to be raining down missiles.
Taang!
It was just then.
Another bullet struck. But it wasn’t just any bullet.
It was a single shot from a sniper who was loading the ‘Blue Dissonance’ created by the Blue Tower Tower.
Magic dismantling structure.
The specialty of the blue magician is to break the bonds of magic itself, and what Dale is now displaying is a result on the same level as a magician standing at the top of the blue magic tower.
That very blue dissonance was being endlessly fired from the medicine cabinet of the shadow soldiers that Dale had created.
Eldritch’s very existence is a form of magic that maintains immortality. And every time Dale’s dissonant blue bullet strikes, it threatens the very bond of existence.
“Ah, ahhh… … !”
For Dale, this wasn’t a fight. It was simply a test to savor his new abilities.
But that would never be the case for the son of the Immortal who confronts Dale.
The Shadow Lord snapped his fingers. At the same time, the Shadow Soldiers’ gunfire stopped.
There was Eldritch, struggling miserably.
“Remember death (Memento mori).”
Dale muttered softly, facing the immortal being who could even cheat death.
“Are you afraid of death?”
“You, you, how could you… …!”
“Get out.”
The Shadow Lord said.
“And after the test is over, await the new monarch who will sit on the throne of the Shadow Empire.”
“I can never let you get close to your father!”
Eldritch spurted out tentacles as if screaming. Father and son. Father’s fight, son’s fight. The two fathers of the shadow tower and the living Saxon here were similar and at the same time different, like mirrors of each other.
I could understand his heart and determination. It was no different for Dale.
So there was no reason to hesitate any longer.
Choaack!
Before I knew it, a spider web had spread out there.
It was a blue spider web emitting a pale, cold light.
Countless spiderwebs tangled and grew, engulfing Eldritch’s being.
As fleeting and pitiful as a butterfly caught in a spider’s web.
Blue Tower Pearl, the blue power and wisdom given by a mother to her son.
Spiders do not pity the prey caught in their webs. However, they are never so voracious that they devour their prey as soon as they are caught in their webs.
So Dale walked silently.
To complete the Tower’s trials and seize the throne of the Shadow Empire.
It was time to gain the qualifications to overthrow the empire of fire and light, the empire of gold and lies.
