Episode 77
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The pitch-black tentacles wrapped around the heart began to flutter as if the Book of the Black Goat was going crazy.
“… … !”
It breaks free of Dale’s control and goes berserk, greedily devouring the black magic power coming from the black source, and based on that power──.
─ Sistine’s dog, I can never forgive you… …!
Sistine’s dog.
“… … !”
Shubga spoke the ‘name of the goddess’ with unspeakable hatred.
The Sistine Sisters. I thought they were just fictitious gods created by the people of this world.
‘It’s not a work of fiction… … ?’
Calling the name of the goddess that should have been hers, Shub lifts the hem of her dress.
Choaaaak!
The pitch-black tentacles writhing beneath it all erupted at once. Dale also had no reason to hesitate. Leaving behind his heart and circle that were screaming as if they would explode at any moment, he accelerated and accelerated through overclocking.
The Black Sword Death Knights all stampeded their feet on the ground and charged forward.
Towards the ‘Virgin’ who surrounds herself with six wings made of light.
Seraph of Gold.
The true appearance of the avatar of the virgin Aurelia.
Just as the world of ideas built up by the wizard was the very image of his mind, the ideas that the virgin Aurelia was now projecting onto her sword, armor, and body were her mind itself.
The Goddess’ Executor. Apostle of Fanaticism.
‘It’s dangerous.’
Dale could also feel intuitively that the situation was anything but good.
It was the first ‘wall’ Dale had ever felt.
It was different from when I first glimpsed the Black Ball’s abilities. He was Dale’s father, and anything that surpassed him was an indefinite future.
But now, the presence of that virgin in front of Dale. Even though it was in the form of a ‘mock duel’, she was a formidable enemy who could take his life if he let his guard down for a moment.
No, the murderous intent she was exuding in the face of Dale’s provocation wasn’t even that of a mock duel.
‘Should I surrender and end the duel like this?’
Dale thought for a moment. His ‘real goal’ was never to take down the virgin here. Even if victory was the best outcome, there was a second-best option prepared in case of defeat. That was the original plan.
‘……no.’
But what filled Dale’s heart as he was pushed to the edge of a cliff was his spirit of victory.
This is not a showdown on a stage where the scenario is set from the beginning. The opponent in front of me is not a sacrificial lamb to show off and prove Dale’s talent.
This is the chance to test your strength against that ‘out-of-the-ordinary strongman’.
Now, where Dale was standing was the boundary of life and death. On a tightrope, with one wrong step, he could lose everything and fall into the abyss.
‘Yeah, it should come out like this.’
Right on that tightrope, Dale smiled coldly.
Leaving behind Shuve, who fluttered in his shadow cloak and did not hide his malice, and leading the ‘Death Knight of the Black Sword’ who filled the empty horizon.
The Virgin surged forward with her six wings spread. Dale also created a ‘Blade of Darkness’ following the shadow of her Shadow Cloak.
Kaang!
Swords clashed.
Aurelia’s golden sword, and Dale’s dark sword. I was able to dodge the attack by moving all twelve ‘shadow blades’ at once.
That was all. As a swordsman, I wouldn’t even dare to compare him to him.
But as Dale’s sword master, Sir Helmut, once said… …just receiving a single blow was enough.
The wizard who gave the knight his distance until he could regroup.
Immediately afterwards, Death Knight’s black swords surged in from all directions. Furthermore, a barrage of tentacles from ‘Shub’ and Shadow Lurker poured out to protect Dale.
The virgin also has no time to make another attack. She simply uses her six wings to spin around like a swallow, and gains distance. Endless jet-black tentacles follow the retreating virgin.
From beneath the hem of Shubu’s skirt, pitch-black tentacles spurted out endlessly and swirled.
Each time, my magical power was depleted in a heart-wrenching pain, and I accelerated and accelerated the three circles again to generate enough magical power to handle it.
My consciousness was fading in pain. But I could understand. Now, 『The Book of the Black Goat』 was not causing a rampage. It was just a harsh whipping.
The three circles that surround Dale’s heart, to lead him to the realm beyond.
4 circles.
The pitch-black tentacles wrapped themselves more tightly around the three accelerating circles.
Dale’s 3 circles were by no means those of a mere 3 circle wizard. In terms of the ‘absolute amount of magical power’ that he generated, it would be comparable to that of a 6 circle wizard.
However, even Dale’s circle, which was generating such a large amount of high-concentration magical power, was unable to properly draw out the power of the 『Book of the Black Goat』.
─ It’s not enough, it’s not enough, it’s not enough, it’s seriously not enough!
Even the amount of magical power generated by the world’s greatest Dale could not quench Shuve’s thirst. That is why he is trying to open up the ‘next realm’ by any means necessary.
“Okay, let’s go all the way.”
For Dale, this was an ending he couldn’t have asked for more.
Circle 4. The realm of ‘more than a proper person’ for a magician. When Dale obtains that realm, he can imagine the secret realm of magic he will see.
As is the case with Dale now, it will never stop at the level of the ‘ordinary 4 circles’.
That’s why Dale didn’t hesitate.
Two walls in front of Dale. To get over the Virgin Aurelia, and the wall of the 4th Circle.
“《Singularity of Radiance》.”
It was then that Aurelia spread her six wings wide.
The Wings of Light began to amplify their light, much like the sun. A light that could burn away even the cold and darkness that swirled around Dale’s world.
Like a rider of dawn illuminating the dark dawn.
As soon as I saw it, I understood the meaning of that light.
‘Light amplification by stimulated emission of electromagnetic waves.’
──Laser.
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‘… … !’
Immediately, Dale quickly kicked the ground and rushed forward.
From the six wings, lasers were shooting out in all directions as if raining down bombardments.
Death Ray. Focused fire.
A pillar of light, seemingly straight out of a science fiction movie, was destroying Dale’s world.
I couldn’t even laugh at that sight. Even Dale’s Death Knight, who had the warrior’s power, felt like a mere soldier because of the overwhelming power. What meaning do things like strategy or tactics have in front of that?
does not exist.
Even the pitch-black tentacles swooping toward her, and even the black blood scattering as the tentacles disappear, could not reach the baptism of light that the virgin was emitting.
That’s the power outside the standard.
An overwhelming destructive force that can turn the battlefield itself upside down with individual strength. A being who makes possible the ‘literature of knights’ that even the people of this world would laugh off as absurd.
This is it. This is the true nature of the countless strong men that I have defeated and must defeat in my past life.
‘It’s not enough yet.’
That is why we cannot reach that being in our current state.
The concentrated light pouring in from all directions is raining down indiscriminate fire. It’s like holding a sword and fighting a weapon from science fiction.
Had to reach.
As the tentacles of ‘Shub’ desperately fought against the light of annihilation, acting as a meat shield to protect Dale, Dale’s circle, which was gradually revealing its bottom, stopped functioning.
‘how?’
Lasers are light, and mirrors have the property of reflecting light.
Refraction of light. But there’s no way a single mirror can block that high-power laser.
Just then, something crossed Dale’s mind.
‘LDAL.’
Laser Developed Atmospheric Lens system.
In fact, the weapon that defends against high-power lasers is not a fantasy concept. Against laser weapons, there is an optical weapon that forms a layer of hot air to induce light refraction.
‘It’s worth a try.’
What Dale knows and the Virgin doesn’t. Knowledge of the other world.
For Dale, who uses black and blue magic, it is impossible to create flames like the wizards of the Red Tower.
But there is no need to burn a blazing flame. After all, heat is merely an indicator of the ‘intensity of molecular movement’.
Just as coldness represents the ‘absence of molecular motion’, heat and cold are ultimately two-faced concepts.
Dale stopped moving. The light that swirled along the Virgin’s wings was aimed at the stationary object.
The Light of Extinction targeted Dale, and Dale also focused his consciousness without moving an inch from that spot.
He grasped the flow of the area, scattered his magical power, and observed the wings of light that the Holy Virgin possessed.
Nothing in this world can travel faster than light, but it is possible to predict movement before pulling the trigger.
The Wings of Light once again amplified their brilliant light… … .
‘It’s now.’
Dale projected a mechanism derived from solid otherworldly knowledge.
“──Light, refract.”
A different world’s spirit to solidify that image. He built a ‘shield of light’ that accelerated the molecular movement of the area surrounding him and heated the air layer, thereby inducing the deflection of high-power lasers.
The light of annihilation descended directly upon that shield of light.
“… … !”
Spear and shield.
The light of annihilation shot out by the concentrated barrage bounced off. It bounced back and headed towards the wings of the Virgin──.
It was just then.
Clang!
There was a sound of something breaking.
The movement of the circle accelerating around the heart stopped. The pain of the heart that was screaming as if it would burst at any moment stopped.
Shub’s figure disappeared, and the winter night scenery surrounding the two of them also disappeared.
Before we knew it, Dale was on top of the drawbridge in Rheims.
The heart’s circle stopped working after being overloaded.
‘I never thought I would lose here… … .’
On the brink of a life-or-death situation, his energy was running out. He couldn’t even reach the wall right in front of him, the realm of the 4th circle. It was a truly unfunny ending. Dale raised his head, smiling bitterly.
An angel with six wings was there.
“… … !”
Wings torn to shreds and pierced with holes. Golden armor torn to pieces, exposing its flesh. A truly miserable sight, covered in wounds.
That very virgin was kneeling before Dale.
──Dale’s counterattack was successful.
‘… … !’
But the wounded virgin staggered up, as if she was mustering up her last bit of strength.
Didn’t fall down.
In front of everyone, Aurelia walked towards Dale, who had exhausted all of the Circle’s power and had no will to resist. The tip of the nameless soldier’s sword was pointed.
“I don’t think there’s any point in fighting any further.”
The virgin said. Dale smiled bitterly at the absurd ending.
“It is my defeat.”
“No.”
The virgin with the sword pointed at her shook her head indifferently. After shaking her head, she knelt down in front of Dale.
Slamming her sword vertically into the floor.
“This match is a draw.”
The Virgin said, “Tie.”
“That can’t be… … .”
Dale has already exhausted his stamina to the point where he can’t even move a finger. In comparison, the ‘avatar’ of the virgin has not disappeared yet, even though he has allowed a fatal counterattack. It is still possible to continue the fight.
The virgin Aurelia would not be unaware of that fact either.
“I am in awe of Confucius’s inaction.”
Nevertheless, the Virgin was kneeling before Dale and paying her respects as a knight.
“The stories of the rich people were not lies.”
“The stories of the rich people were not lies.”
At the same time, the same sound came out of two people’s mouths.
Dale smiled quietly. The virgin smiled too.
“I, Dale of Saxony.”
Immediately afterwards, Dale shouted loudly.
“As promised, here in Rheims, the capital of the Kingdom of Britannia.”
Dale’s voice, which was amplifying its magic by squeezing out the last of its magical power, rang out loud.
A voice loud enough to be heard by both the city’s people and the independence fighters watching the duel between the two men.
“I swear that I will dedicate it to the Sistine Sisters and the Virgin Aurelia.”
Not the legitimate heir of the Kingdom of Britannia, Charles VII, but only the name of the ‘Virgin Aurelia’.
