Academy’s Genius Swordmaster Chapter 301

< 301. Decisive Battle (9) >

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“…were you there? “You’ve been looking for it for a while.”

“what?”

I was sure I remembered hearing that dry cracked voice before. People quickly turned their heads. A long way away beyond the curtain stood a man in complete disrepair.

“Gyo-kyo-gyo-kyo-kyo-ju?!”

Asher’s face turned pale. Although it was far away it was clearly visible. It was Abel the leader of Nebula Clazier.

However it did not convey the overwhelming sense of intimidation as it did when we first encountered it. People who saw him looked embarrassed rather than scared. Jaifa frowned.

“It’s completely a living corpse.”

“You look familiar. “Yes it’s gotten to the point where I can’t even see it.”

Abel chuckled. He was dying with such serious injuries that it was a wonder he was still alive. He barely escaped the battle with Ronan but was forced to give up one of his arms and about half of the intestines of one of his legs.

“Ugh….”

Asher was disgusted. Purple blood was dripping down his severed left leg. Except for what happened to Navardose most of them were Ronan’s works. The silent savior opened his mouth.

“…Abel.”

“What kind of monster have you created brother? “You really almost died.”

Abel playfully waved his severed right arm. The bone that was just regenerating was showing a pure white head sticking out of the cut surface. the savior asked.

“You are done now. “If you had barely survived you would have run away so why did you appear here?”

“Well… should I say it’s to beg for my life? Even if I run away you will find me and kill me. And if things continue like this I really feel like even that big guy is going to lose.”

Abel said looking up at the sky. His gaze rested on the king of giants engaged in a fierce battle beyond the clouds. The strength of Ronan and the Allied Forces far exceeded his expectations. Marya laughed after hearing his words.

“What a shameless thing…!”

The skin on his face was also somewhat thick. Suddenly anxious she looked back at her savior. From what I heard she said they were brothers but he wouldn’t forgive her right? The silent savior opened his mouth.

“You would know. “It’s already too late.”

“Not really. I asked just in case. “Because you’ve always had a weak heart.”

“It looks like your judgment has been impaired because you lost so much blood. As long as you show up you can’t survive. So please answer with the feeling of final repentance. What have you done to my daughter? And what did you do to Navardose?”

The voice was firm. Marya breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that her worries were unfounded. Abel with a wry smile on his face shook his head to her left and right.

“Well what happened? They won’t let me live so I have no obligation to answer.”

“…I see.”

The Savior twisted his lips. The days we had spent together were passing before our eyes like a flash of light. From the day I held his hand and walked through the ruins of my lost hometown to the moment he plunged the sword into my back.

Instead of answering the question the Savior closed his eyes. And he chanted as if he were squeezing it out.

“…Kill him. “Anyone is welcome.”

Then the star’s protection opened slightly. Jaipa who was irritably turning his wrist kicked the ground and ran out as if he had been waiting. Almost at the same time Abel drew her sword and fired a crescent-shaped sword energy. Shhh! The sword energy that passed by Jaifa’s cheek flew straight towards Cain.

“What are you going to do with something like that?”

“Hmph!”

It was what I expected. It was a sword technique so unrealistic that it made me feel sorry to even compare it to the existing one but I couldn’t let down my guard. Marya and Braum raised their great swords and shields like lightning. However the sword energy did not even reach them and fell to the bare ground.

“Huh?”

Marya dumbfounded frowned. She was too insignificant to be a secret hit. The small explosion messed up her blonde hair knocked her tiara off of Iril’s head scratched Braum’s itchy bottom and then dissipated.

“this.”

Abel smiled bitterly at her. Even so it seemed like he didn’t expect it to be this much of a mess. At that moment Were Tiger flew level with her ground and arrived right in front of Abel.

“That’s fast.”

That was the will. Jaifa said nothing and waved her arms. Her fingernails still soaked in Ronan’s blood gently dug into Abel’s weakened defenses.

Wow! As soon as his hand drew an arc Abel’s head exploded.

The sound of her skull being crushed was terrifying. Her body which had been standing there unaware of death fell backwards. The savior wiped his face once and opened his mouth.

“…peace be with you.”

It was the moment when a long bitter relationship came to an end. If anything it was an infinitely vain ending.

Because of the savior’s attitude the party did not exclaim with joy even though they had killed the enemy leader. Jaipa suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort and narrowed his eyes.

“This is…”

Something was strange. He must have killed it but it didn’t seem like he had killed it. When I looked again I saw Abel’s body collapsed and convulsing.

‘what?’

The intuition that had always guided him was warning him. Kwasik! Jaipa who had stepped on his corpse and exploded it was looking around. Suddenly a faint sound of laughter was heard from inside the tent.

“Ahahaha!”

“hmm?”

Jaifa turned his head. Iril smiling in Marja’s arms caught her eye. She was laughing loudly as she slept peacefully without responding to all the noise.

“Ahaha! Heehee…hahaha!”

“This Iril sister? Why suddenly…”

Marya was embarrassed. It was different from normal sleep talking. The sound of laughter that rang out without stopping felt somewhat eerie.

“What’s going on…Kuhuh!”

It didn’t take long to realize something was wrong. The savior was about to check on his daughter in earnest. The clouds parted and once again the giant king’s blow exploded nearby.

Kwaaaaaaaaaa! The pillar of light that crashed into the ground created a pit that seemed like it could bury an entire mountain. Asher who saw blood pouring out of the savior’s mouth cried out urgently.

“Let’s take him to the medic first. “This way!”

“Uh huh!”

Asher shouted. Marya started running holding Iril tightly. I don’t know what happened but her healing magicians who were the best on the continent would be able to heal her.

“Ahahaha! haha!”

“Oh sister. It’s okay right? “Just be patient!”

Iril was laughing all the while. Asher chewed her lower lip. I didn’t know why but I didn’t have a good feeling that one part of her chest was tightening.

“…hmm.”

Jaipa who had been snooping around came back inside the Star’s Protection. The man watching them from the castle walls of the headquarters muttered softly.

“Please. “It’s my nephew… hehe!”

Blood burst out from Abel’s mouth. I could feel that her already bad physical condition was getting worse. This was because the alter ego she had created by squeezing out all of her remaining energy had died. Bishop Lavondaite said in tears.

“Church leader. Are you okay? “I stopped you because I thought it would end up like this…!”

She who specializes in elaborate alter ego magic was regretting granting Abel’s request. La Bondite’s magic which drained not only mana but also the life force of her target was not very suitable for the dying Abel. He shook his head.

“No…if I hadn’t put in this much effort he would have definitely been caught. “If I had been a little late this time the cat would have noticed me.”

“Let’s go get treatment first. “If things continue like this it’s really dangerous.”

“Treatment…”

Abel dragged her by the tail. It was the car where Labondate was trying to support him. Abel’s left arm disappeared from sight and then reappeared. Before she knew it the hilt of a sword was being held in her remaining left hand.

“uh?”

Labondaite raised an eyebrow. At the same time her head rose into the air. Sigh! A fountain of blood spurted out violently and wetted Abel’s face. The believers who were escorting him around shrugged his shoulders.

“Hey! Cult leader?!”

“Thank you for your hard work. “Let’s all meet as stars.”

Abel swung her sword indifferently. Dozens of believers were murdered without even being able to scream. With this all witnesses were eliminated.

He raised his head and looked up to the top of the castle. Schlieffen’s vortex which wrapped around the old tower was repeatedly getting bigger and smaller. Abel clicked her tongue.

“I will do it in moderation.”

She didn’t know what she was doing well when she was robbed of anything. If her archbishops hadn’t robbed her in the first place she wouldn’t have had to go through all this trouble and take her own self.

She said ‘I must have become stronger by receiving starlight. ‘I don’t know what the hell I’m doing.’

Abel clicked her tongue and lowered her head. As much as she had suffered by her side so far she tried to take her own life and it was just a pity.

Of course as her Iril ability has awakened she will not die painfully. Abel muttered.

“Peaceful…death….”

He didn’t want people dying in fear and screaming. Abel began to walk her using her sword as a walking stick. The destination is the basement of the castle. It was a secret room connected to the world of giants.

****

“Uh…uhgh.”

Iril opened her eyes. Her mind was fuzzy as if she was drunk. The blue sky above her head was beautiful.

“What…was I doing?”

I think she was going through something difficult but she couldn’t remember. The wind tickling her nostrils was filled with the scent of grass and wild flowers.

She slowly raised her upper body. A winding path stretched out in front of her. As she looked up her path a small village caught her eye. Iril’s eyes widened at the heartbreakingly friendly scenery.

“This is…”

In early summer Nimburton was filled with lush greenery. A small river was winding along the village. Herds of flowing sheep were walking between the hills surrounding the village.

“Nimburton.”

Suddenly Iril’s vision became hazy. Is this a perfume? She didn’t know why but the tip of her nose was so stinging that she couldn’t stand it. She was wiping her tears on her sleeve. Suddenly a young voice came from behind.

“Sister.”

“huh?”

It was a voice as familiar as the scenery of her hometown. Turning her head Iril’s gaze landed on a boy wearing a straw hat. The boy’s eyes staring at her were a beautiful scarlet like the sunset.

“Ronan…!”

“I’m hungry. “Give me food.”

Young Ronan said shamelessly. Her harsh eyes were the same as before. Iril reached out her hand and gently pulled her brother’s cheek. Her soft cheeks stretched out.

“What are you doing?”

“It’s soft…is it really Ronan?”

“Sister you’re a little strange today. Then I am real. “Is it fake?”

Ronan frowned at her meaningless actions. Once again Iril’s eyes filled with moisture. She whimpered and hugged her younger brother.

“My little brother! “It’s been so long since this happened!”

“Wow…!”

Ronan shed his confusion. She was hugged so hard that it took her breath away. When he saw his sister’s shoulders shaking he opened his mouth.

“…Did something difficult happen?”

“Ugh. I don’t know. “I think I did but I don’t remember.”

“I see.”

Ronan slowly lifted her hand and patted her back. It was a small but kind gesture. he said

“That won’t happen anymore. “Let’s continue to be together.”

“Hmm are we still together?”

“huh. “My friends are here too.”

Ronan finished hugging her and nodded at her. Iril opened her eyes and let out an exclamation. Three boys and girls were surrounding him. Little Marja smiled and waved her hand.

“Hello Sister Iril!”

“Oh hello sister.”

“…You are beautiful today as well.”

Next young Asher and Schlieffen took turns greeting each other. It was truly a lovely scene. Iril unable to control her emotions hugged four people at once.

“Wow!”

“What is this…!”

Each of her little ones had their own reactions. Iril closed her eyes and laughed out loud.

‘I’m happy.’

Her warm sunshine and lovely younger brother. and her sister’s friends. There was nothing more to wish for. After a while she raised her head and spoke while stroking her children’s heads.

“Okay guys. Shall we go eat? “My sister makes potato stew really well.”

It seemed like she had forgotten something but it didn’t matter anymore. Before she knew it she had transformed into the girl she was when she and Ronan were at the same eye level.

At the same time someone’s voice echoed in Ade Shan’s head as she sat in the middle of the battlefield.

[Adeshan. It’s dangerous.]