< 302. Decisive Battle (10) >
#302
[Adeshan. It’s dangerous.]
“Ugh!”
Adeshan who was concentrating flinched. It seemed quiet for a while but it was uproar again. A familiar woman’s voice pierced her brain.
Now I’m tired of asking what’s dangerous. When she saw that her shadow’s mana had been disturbed she let out a sigh. She felt like she needed to get her attention to refocus.
“Haaa…really.”
Adeshan opened his eyes nervously. I could see the Allied Forces gathered in formation and the sparkling sky beyond the starry protection covering all directions. It seemed like the battle between Ronan and the Giant King was still going on.
“Ronan.”
She bit her lip as she looked up at the sky. Her heart was heavy because she felt like she had left the outcome of this fight entirely up to Ronan. Of course the only strong person who could take on the king was him or Navarre.
‘Is there any way to help further?’
Even Navardose was still missing. A special team was organized and sent to find out whether he was alive or dead but there was still no return of word that he had been found.
It would have been nice to be able to provide support fire but even that was not feasible. He probably had to attack with magic but all of the mana of the Allied Forces including himself was being transferred to the savior.
“I can’t help it….”
No matter how much I thought about it this was the best thing for now. Adeshan was about to concentrate on his mission again. A low laugh echoed from behind her.
“Ahaha…then you can’t use it Ronan.”
“What?”
Ade Shan hurriedly turned her body around. A woman in her pure white dress was slowly walking across the Allied gap. Her eyes widened at her dazzlingly beautiful appearance.
“…Iril?”
It was definitely Iril. It was reported that she was apparently unconscious but did she just wake up? Ade Shan suddenly shifted her gaze and narrowed her eyes. With every step Iril took people around her were falling down.
“What is it?”
Her vital signs were normal so she did not appear to be dead or injured. Everyone in the direction Iril passed by had already fallen.
She couldn’t understand. Ade Shan who instinctively sensed something ominous was about to take action. She suddenly felt all strength drain from her body.
“What’s going on now…”
thud. She stumbled and fell to one knee. In her hazy consciousness a feeling of happiness of unknown origin was creeping up.
“…uh?”
There was something strange about her. Her five senses were distorted one by one. The scene of her cruel battlefield was changing into a view of Phileon Academy from the hill of the Four Seasons. The smell of ash and blood that had filled her nose had turned into the scent of cherry blossoms.
“senior. “What’s wrong?”
Suddenly a familiar voice rang in my ears. She turned her head to see Ade Shan clutching his forehead in confusion. Ronan dressed in her school uniform stood with her hands in her pockets.
“Ro Ronan?”
“Have you ever had a hard time? “The student council job was shit.”
Ronan asked her his voice laced with concern. He was looking down at himself with the kind eyes he only shows when they are together. Adeshan stammered.
“I am…so.”
“Don’t overdo it. “I’m still doing really well.”
After saying that Ronan lightly hugged Adeshan. The cozy yet warm embrace was definitely that of a lover. Her thoughts stopped for a moment.
“ah….”
Adeshan knew. Everything I saw heard and felt right now was just a fake. However regardless of her awareness the rising happiness was clouding her judgment. Suddenly a woman’s voice was heard from not far away.
“okay. If I’m tired I’ll take a little rest. “You’ve just been running hard.”
“…mom?”
The tone was familiar. Ade Shan’s face hardened as she turned her head. Her mother and two older brothers who had died when she was young were coming up the hill.
“You’ve grown a lot. Adeshan.”
“I think my sister is taller than her brother now?”
The two older brothers waved their hands. The two people and their mother’s appearance had not changed since the last time they saw each other. Adeshan muttered as if possessed.
“It doesn’t make sense….”
This was just too much. Her vision became hazy as she was greeted by a face that was so heartbreakingly welcoming. She belatedly realized that she was also wearing a school uniform.
“That doesn’t make sense…huh?”
Of course it didn’t really matter now. Adeshan fell sideways and sat on the floor. Her shoulders began to shake as she lowered her head.
“Ahaha…ha.”
****
The sound of the wind was harsh. A sea of pure white clouds was flowing far away at my feet. The harmony with the dark blue sky stretching overhead was beautiful.
It was a superb view. But she couldn’t afford to appreciate such things for Ronan now. After spitting out her phlegm he asked in an annoyed tone.
“Let’s get this over with. “Aren’t you tired of it huh?”
But this time there was no answer. In front of him the king of giants was flapping his wings. Ronan who could not fly constantly activated his aura and hovered around him like a satellite.
‘It’s so big. really.’
Ronan who had been watching the king clicked his tongue. Ten times the size of an ordinary giant it completely blocked the scenery behind it. In particular it was difficult to see the eight wings in their entirety even if you turned your head.
There were a few wounds inflicted by Ronan on the pure white giant but so far there had been nothing that could be called a final blow. This was because of its outstanding defense as well as its overwhelming size.
Whatever it was I wanted to settle it down. Her overworked limbs were shaking as if they were about to break. cried Ronan clutching the hilt of her sword.
“Stop fooling around now!”
At the same time La Mancha turned a much deeper scarlet. Whoa! Her pull grew stronger and Ronan’s body shot forward.
La Mancha a wide arc was drawn aiming for the giant king’s neck. The blade was about to split his neck. Kwaang-! A violent collision sound rang out. Ronan frowned as he held his whining hand.
“shit…!”
A wide and thick greatsword was blocking La Mancha. The king’s main weapon a huge sword looked more like equipment used in civil engineering rather than a weapon.
Because it was a tangible object and not made of light like other giants handle Ronan could not cut it down easily. Was it too obvious that I was aiming for his neck? He took a deep breath and smiled artificially.
“Hitting quickly is not appropriate for his size. “Are things hung properly?”
『….』
However the king did not respond to Ronan’s provocation. I felt like I knew who the cynical aspect unique to the giant race came from. A tense silence was maintained. The king turned around without saying a word and swung his greatsword widely.
“Ugh!”
Ronan who read the trajectory pushed his back. Whoa! The great sword narrowly grazed his floating bangs.
A swarm of light fired along the sword’s trajectory flew beyond the horizon. Quaaaaang-! Soon an explosion tore through the sea of clouds.
“Nimi.”
The shock wave that came late swept the area. Ronan cursed. It was fortunate that this was a remote place. It was powerful enough to blow up an entire city.
Whoa! Immediately the giant’s attack came but I couldn’t even think of responding. Ronan who had been keeping his distance by spilling or dodging twisted his lips.
‘Fucked. ‘How do I hold this?’
To be honest I couldn’t find an answer. It seemed that the king was not decided by popular vote. Although they sometimes dealt effective hits to each other Ronan usually suffered much greater losses.
All he could do right now was bide his time and wait for the curse remaining in his body to dissipate so as not to spark a spark among the Allied Forces. Suddenly a familiar girl’s voice rang in Ronan’s head.
[It’s not easy.]
“What is it Rin?”
[It’s solid. How could such a being exist….]
Ronan’s eyes widened. It was a voice I hadn’t heard in a long time. It was Rin the soul of the holy sword that resided in La Mancha. Ronan who once again dodged the king’s slash tilted his head.
“What happened all of a sudden?”
[I came because I didn’t want to see you die. No matter what anyone says you are my friend.]
Every time she spoke her sword body was humming. Ronan narrowed his eyes. The meaning was self-evident.
“…Do you think you can’t win?”
[I can’t say for sure but it will be difficult if things continue like this. They’re reading you just like you’re reading that monster’s fighting methods. If you really want to win you have to find a new way.]
“It’s a new way.”
Ronan sighed. Indeed as she said the king had memorized all of Ronan’s attack patterns. Unless he attacked quite irregularly he couldn’t land a successful hit.
He had to be outwitted and destroyed just once. Ronan’s head was getting hot quickly. New A new method that has never been thought of before. After being silent for a few seconds he snapped his fingers.
“aha.”
[What did you come up with a good idea?]
“There’s a high chance of failure but I think it’s worth a try. “Let’s give it a try.”
[What on earth are you going to do…wait!]
Lin was about to shout something. Ronan suddenly placed his sword on his left thigh and slashed. Sigh! Her blood poured out like a fountain where the blade cut into her flesh. Ronan gritted his teeth at the searing pain she felt.
“Damn I cut myself too deep.”
[Are you crazy? What are you doing now?]
Lin asked in bewilderment. Instead of answering Ronan pushed the blade deeper into her flesh.
Let the blood come out just enough not to kill you. Her leg may be slightly limp later. Lin who belatedly realized Ronan’s intention shed her embarrassment.
[Wait a minute you can’t believe it….]
“okay. “At this rate even that bastard will be in pain.”
Ronan chuckled. Her red spirit was rising on La Mancha’s sword body. This was due to the weapon’s characteristic of becoming sharper as it drank her blood.
It was a necessary preparation before striking the secret blow. First of all the sword must clearly tear through the skin.
This was the first step but in fact it was a gamble from here on. It was just as Ronan was trying to explain the strategy to Lin in a whisper. Her low deep voice echoed across the sky.
『Stop.』
“what?”
Ronan stopped without realizing it. It felt like my bone marrow was whining. It was a voice on a different level from the giant’s voice I had heard so far.
Ronan instinctively knew it was the king’s voice. After catching his breath he raised his head. Before he knew it the king had lowered his great sword and was looking at him.
“Did you know how to speak?”
『You little creature living a mortal life tell me the whereabouts of the previous king while you still have mercy on me.』
“Forefathers…what?”
Ronan tilted his head. He couldn’t understand what was being said.
If it’s a previous king does that mean there was a king before that bastard? The king continued.
『Your blood smells like the previous king.』
