Failure Frame Volume 6
Failure Frame Volume 6
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Table of Contents
Table of Contents
Color Inserts
Title Page
Copyrights and Credits
Table of Contents Page
Prologue
Chapter 1: From Destruction to Homecoming
Chapter 2: A Farewell and a Departure
Chapter 3: Dark
Chapter 4: Bright
Chapter 5: The One Who Transcends the Limits
Epilogue
Afterword
Newsletter
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Prologue
“Fire Wind.”
“Blizzard Wind.”
***
The Takao sisters and their eastern army had been steadily pushed back,
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retreating south to the Plains of Nord. It was there that reinforcements from the
Sacred Alliance joined them—Ulza forces from the south and west that had been
kept in reserve. Led by the Monster Slayer Knights, the army from Ulza helped
push the eastern front back…until the Demon King himself appeared on the
frontlines. The tide of the battle turned in an instant.
The colossal frame of his purple and gold body was built like a living
fortress. He had a horrendous presence, vulgar and vivid like some carnivorous
flower from the very depths of hell, magnificent and obscene all at once.
Bulbous spots protruded from the surface of his skin like disgusting gummy
sweets that glowed with a pale light. His body was covered with misshapen
limbs and appendages—horns, arms, crab-like legs that writhed furiously, and
wings. In the center of it all was an unsettling humanoid shadow, fused to the
rest of the body but defiant of any attempt to gaze directly upon the Demon
King.
The monstrosity spoke not a single word, just spawned monsters ever
faster to reinforce his army in the field. The beasts were birthed from the
glowing pustules all over his body. They swelled and burst, spilling clumps of
monsters out like fish onto the deck of a trawler. Then the newly born monsters
stood, covered head to toe in sticky mucus, and took up armor and weapons from
their fallen comrades before charging into the fight. No matter how many the
humans defeated—the monsters’ numbers did not wane.
The Takao Sisters and White Wolf Riders put up a valiant fight, but could
do nothing to push back the waves of monsters. The unrelenting tide slowly
wore them down, even though Takao Hijiri’s presence gave them reason for
hope. The kill count of her unique skill was unmatched, but their army needed
just one extra push.
With the army of humans growing exhausted as time wore on, they
wondered what would happen if the Demon King himself decided to venture out
to the front line, and most of the Sacred Alliance soldiers prayed fervently that it
would never happen. Though he remained in the rear, his immense form was
identifiable even to those far across the battlefield. At that range his
overwhelming essence had almost no effect on the human troops in battle, so
they could fight with their full strength. That could all change in an instant if he
decided to wade into the fray. If that happened, only the Takao sisters would
remain to stem the tide.
Then two magical horses appeared—the Goddess Vicius, with an S-class
hero by her side.
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***
In the heat of battle Hijiri used her unique skill as a wall, spread wide to
protect her allies. The bodies of dead monsters piled up before her in a hellish
scene.
Meanwhile, Kirihara Takuto stood on the frontline and stared up at the
sky. Before him lay a huge mound of corpses, and behind him the remaining
soldiers of the eastern army. He stood at the border, a line dividing the living
from the dead.
The Chief Rider of the White Wolf Riders, Sogude Sigmus rode up to the
Goddess’ side, and looked onward at Kirihara’s back.
“So... What do you think, Vicius?” he asked.
“Marvelous results, I have to say,” she replied with a wide smile, lightly
gripping the reins of her fresh white horse. Nyantan rode by her side, followed
by the Takao sisters.
“The Demon King has retreated, and we haven’t lost a single S-class
hero,” said Sogude, narrowing his gaze and looking out across the field. “Not
yet. Part of me thinks this might be too good to be true.”
“They have seen two of our S-class heroes’ unique skills in battle and
decided on a hasty retreat, I believe.” The Goddess remained strong in her
conviction that this was a victory for the eastern army.
“…But this doesn’t feel right to you, does it?”
Itsuki listened to them talk, and looked again to her sister.
They’re suspicious of the timing of this retreat. Aneki said the exact same
thing…
Itsuki remembered the conversation they’d had, once it was clear the
Demon King was retreating from battle.
“He just freakin’ ran!” she’d said to her sister. “Like, what a letdown!”
“It did not appear that he withdrew for fear of our unique skills.”
“Y’think? I figured he got scared and made tracks…”
“He showed no sign of advancing to our ranks in any way during the
battle,” Hijiri had observed. “But there was a moment—I felt some hesitancy
from him. Yes, as if something quite irregular had occurred.”
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Chapter 1:
From Destruction to Homecoming
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“Thank you.” Seras looked down at her feet, placed one hand over her
chest, and clenched it tightly. Then she raised her head, trying to regain her
composure. “The only information I have given up concerning you is that you
are a former Ashint member who saved me from the Black Dragon Knights.
That I owe you my life, in any case.”
“Leave the rest to me.”
Seras looked up at me in agreement, and stood by my side. I turned to face
the princess, and bent down on one knee.
“I believe this is the first time I have had the honor of meeting you—my
name is Belzegea, leader of the Lord of the Flies Brigade. As I announced during
the battle, this group of mine was once known by another name: Ashint,” I said,
carefully keeping my tone respectful.
“Belzegea... The very same name as the Lord of the Flies of legend, is it
not?” asked Cattlea.
“I have borrowed from those legends, yes.”
“Then I suppose Seras is now a loyal retainer of the Lord of the Flies—
The Sword of Belzegea perhaps?” The princess asked with a chuckle. “I believe
the most faithful subordinate of the Lord of the Flies was the first of his sworn,
Asteria. When Seras rushed to my side, I believe that was the name she claimed
as her own. It brings me joy to see her so trusted by the Lord of the Flies
himself.”
I sensed the princess stand up from her chair.
“In any case, you were responsible for our narrow victory,” she went on.
“As commander of the army of Neah, allow me to express my gratitude. Had
you not rushed to our aid, we would certainly all have perished.”
“I am thankful only that we made it in time to rescue you from peril, your
Highness.”
“Cursed-magic, though… I do not understand the theory behind it, but it
truly does appear to be a terrifying power. The army of stone statues, that black
many-legged steed of yours...and your two Fly Swordsmen have such immense
fighting prowess. Yet I must say there are some slight inconsistencies between
your behavior, and the reports I once heard of Ashint.”
The explanation was quick on my lips. “Well, Ashint was internally
divided into two factions. My own faction was…in the minority. The others
dreamed of walking out onto the grand stage of world affairs, but we wished for
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Seras’ true identity has been revealed to the world. News of Seras
Ashrain’s survival will spread from the army of Neah no matter what—that can’t
be stopped now. The Goddess already had an eye on her when she was still just
a Holy Knight of Neah, too. So long as Seras is by the princess’ side, the
Goddess is going to try and take her away.
That means we can’t stay here for much longer. I want to reduce the
chance that I might run into the Goddess as much as possible. In the battle I
used my “cursed-magic” and those magic weapons of Erika’s to try and muddy
the waters. The plan was to conceal our identities. But with Seras’ secret out,
that plan’s going up in smoke.
That foul Goddess is definitely going to be interested in our Lord of the
Flies Brigade... So, we need to find somewhere else to be as soon as possible.
My decision made, I responded, “I intend to leave this place before dawn
tomorrow, and return to my own journey. I have my own goals I must pursue.
But, if Seras insists on staying by your side, then I will honor her wishes.”
Seras looked a little taken aback, and hurriedly tried to speak. “I—”
“At present Seras is your sword—at least that is how she described her
position to me,” said the princess, interrupting Seras before she had the chance
to speak.
It’s going to be dangerous, but if Seras is firm then there’s nothing I can
do to stop her. I’m on a journey of personal revenge, after all. I’ve always said
she could leave whenever she wants. It’s just…if she chose to remain by the
princess’ side, I would have concerns about that foul Goddess and her plans for
Seras. I do get the impression that this princess might be able to stand up to
Vicius, but…
“Would you have Seras to return to your side, as a member of your Holy
Knights of Neah, your Highness?”
“No.” She smiled. “Even if she should return to me, the Goddess will no
doubt attempt to use her for something untoward. We would not be together in
truth. My precious Seras would be consumed by whatever intentions that Vicius
has for her.”
So the princess isn’t exactly fond of the Goddess either, eh? She seems to
know a lot about her too—might as well ask.
“My apologies for the impolite question, but... Do you harbor some ill will
toward the Goddess Vicius by any chance, your Highness?”
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“I do.” Her eyes softened, and I turned to look at Seras. She gave a start
and quickly touched her right ear.
Right ear—that’s our signal for when someone is telling the truth. Cattlea
really doesn’t like the Goddess. But then…the princess knows Seras can detect
lies as well.
“You answered simply, to make it easier for Seras to determine your
statement was true, I take it?” asked the princess. “That makes these matters
simpler now, doesn’t it? If we’re both speaking from the heart, no need to mince
words, don’t you agree?”
Seras looked a little awkward, and I saw a glimpse of guilt on her face at
having used her ability on the princess.
“So, you don’t want Seras to meet with the Goddess?” I asked.
“Of course not. Why do you think I ordered her to leave me and escape
from my castle in Neah in the first place?” She walked toward me and took my
hands. “And so… May I leave Seras in your care?”
“Are you certain that I’m worthy of that?”
“That seems rather immaterial given how deeply she has fallen for you.”
The two holy knights at the princess’ side flushed red, and I heard them
startle.
“Princess?!” said Seras, as if she’d been completely blindsided.
“Is there some problem?” Cattlea just kept smiling, her eyes fixed on
mine.
“No. I treasure Seras too, of course,” I answered.
“Is she quite special to you?”
“Yes.”
“And you are looking after her needs as a woman, as you should?”
“I…intend to. Yes.”
The princess gave a pleased nod and her smile widened. “Then I’m glad to
hear the feeling is mutual.”
“Sir T—”
“Seras.”
…She was definitely about to call me Sir Too-ka just now.
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confusion. If the princess tells the Goddess exactly what I just told her, she’s not
exactly lying either. If it comes down to accusations, she can just claim that
“Belzegea” fed her false information.
With that taken care of, I requested a few more small things from the
princess while I was at it. I was grateful, but there wasn’t a lot I needed from her.
“Is that truly all you ask?” she asked when I was done, a tad deflated that
my requests were so minor.
“The Lord of the Flies Brigade rushed to your defense because we felt we
should save you, not in pursuit of a reward.”
If I I thought she could grant it, my request would be for her to help us
hide any trace that we were ever here. We have more than enough food, water
and money on hand.
“But we do need to disappear. I don’t believe we will be able to assist you
again in the future.”
“That will be no issue. If the Inner Circle demons who appeared in this
last battle are to be believed, the only enemy we have yet to face more powerful
than Einglanz is the Demon King himself. The greatest threat to our southern
defense was defeated right here, just outside the citadel.” The princess smiled
confidently. “Not to mention…with Ayaka Sogou leading the assembled heroes,
I do not believe that our front will not crumble quite so easily.”
She’s right, Sogou is so much stronger now, and it looks as if she can
change the size and shape of her weapons at will. After defeating that Inner
Circle demon, she must’ve gotten a lot of EXP. So long as the Demon King
doesn’t show up here, Sogou should be able to deal with anything that comes
their way. The southern front hasn’t fallen—it has enough strength left to rebuild
while the Demon King is off fighting in the east.
“In any case, I believe the danger has passed, at present,” said the
princess. “I shall endeavor to handle your pressing requests immediately.” She
then addressed one of her attending knights. “Dorothy, call in Makia, will you?”
The holy knight did as she was ordered, and returned a few moments later
with another holy knight in tow. Makia was short in stature, and her outfit was
unusually cut for a knight, almost as if she were a fan of gothic lolita fashion.
She had long black hair and red eyes, and although she was quite short, it didn’t
look like she was a kid.
“This is Lady Makia of the house Renaufia. She was once vice-captain,
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and is now the Captain of the Holy Knights of Neah and she took Seras’ place
after her disappearance.”
“Hmph, despite my looks I’m older than Lady Seras, too,” said the
captain, puffing out her chest. Seras gave her a wry smile.
“With this adorable outward appearance of hers, she often deals
with…misunderstandings,” Seras added. “But Makia is a superbly talented
swordswoman. She is also one of the few to have mastered incantation spells on
the continent, and—”
“Lady Seras.” Makia interrupted, winking and pointing outside of the tent
with a thumb over her shoulder. “As ordered, we’ve finished retrieving the
debris of that war chariot of yours.”
I looked at Seras, and she bowed once lightly in my direction.
“I believed that you wouldn’t choose to abandon the chariot here,” Seras
told me. “So I had the holy knights retrieve it for us. The knights themselves are
the only ones who carried out this task, and as their former captain I can vouch
for their secrecy.”
We needed to remove any trace that the Lord of the Flies Brigade was
ever there. I intended to deal with the remains of the war chariot personally. It
seemed that my capable vice-captain had already taken the initiative.
“Thanks for your quick thinking, Seras,” I said.
Her eyes flitted gracefully down, and she bowed again. “I am honored to
receive the compliment.”
“Right then, Seras... Just to make everything clear, you intend on
continuing with us as a member of this Lord of the Flies Brigade?”
“I do. I have no hesitation in that regard.” There wasn’t a shred of doubt in
her voice.
“If that’s the case, then you should accomplish your other goal.”
…To say goodbye to Cattlea Straumss—to the princess herself. My initial
plan was for her to do this in secret, with just the two of them, but with her
identity revealed, that wasn’t necessary.
Seras turned to face Cattlea.
“Princess… Might I have a moment of your time?”
Cattlea’s eyes softened, and she smiled as well. “Of course, Seras.”
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She has such a natural smile when she’s around Seras. Maybe that’s the
real her—on the inside.
“If the time would allow it, I should like to speak with you until morning.”
Tears formed in the corners of Seras’ eyes.
“We’ll be outside—please, take your time.” I turned my back on the two
of them and left. Makia and the other holy knights followed me out. The night
was dark, and fires were lit inside the camp and out. I’d walked some way from
the tent, when Makia’s voice stopped me.
“Is there some reason you won’t tell us who you are?” she called after me.
“I have my reasons.”
My voice is altered and I’m hiding my face—makes sense she’d be
curious. I don’t have any transformation powers like Seras and Eve do, and I
don’t want anyone from class 2-C to find out who I really am. I can misdirect
them with my acting, but once they see my true face there’ll be nothing I can do
to throw them off.
“Might I ask a question about your true identity?” she asked.
“I cannot promise I can give you an honest answer.”
“Are you—human?”
“I see. You think that because I’m hiding my face, I’m of the demi-human
races?”
“No, that’s not it. It’s just…Lady Seras is a high elf, you know?”
“…?”
I had no idea what she was getting at. The knight sighed and continued.
“It’s difficult for humans and high elves to have children together, no? If
you are a human—it’s going to be tough. That’s all,” she said. Which was pretty
personal for unsolicited advice, I thought. She shrugged. “At least you don’t
seem like a bad guy.”
“Hmm, how can you tell after such a short time?”
Makia turned her head away. “You’ve been slowing down for me.”
Well if I didn’t, she’d have had to do a little jogging to catch up with me
because her legs are so short.
She pouted for a moment, then looked up at me. “I have to thank you. I
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“Astorva.”
“Wh-what is it, my master?”
“Why don’t you take off your mask and show her your face?”
“Eh? Oh…”
Eve understood my logic. She was in her human form, so it was better to
reveal that than be under a cloud of suspicion. We could show Makia that Eve
wasn’t a leopardman and reveal her “true face.”
Eve took off her mask.
“Can hardly call you Eve Speed now, can I?” said Makia, sighing as she
watched Eve swish her thick twintails back and forth. The suspicion drained
from her voice. “I’d love to have a famous warrior like Eve Speed on my side
though, really I would.”
Eve for her part closed her eyes, and happily smiled at us both.
“Ahh... It really does feel good to get that thing off. Huh? What’s
everyone looking at?” Some of the soldiers bustling through camp had stopped
to look at Eve, and she was scanning their faces in confusion. “Wh-what is it?”
They’d all fallen for her. I guessed at first that they were just interested in
seeing what was under the mask, but now they’d seen her real face, they were
interested in her for a whole different reason.
“Master, do I have something on my face?”
“You’re a rare breed, you might say,” I told her.
“Hmph, I don’t follow.” Eve turned her head to the side like a child.
“Right now, that’s probably for the best.”
“Hmph…okay.”
Well, that seems good enough for her.
“And so... My master, what should we do ne—”
“Captain Makia!” A soldier rushed over to her side and glanced at Eve
and me.
“What is it?”
“There has been a request from Lady Ayaka Sogou. She wishes to meet
with Sir Belzegea.”
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Sogou, huh... What should I do? After she cut down that Inner Circle
demon, she said she wanted to thank me again later. I suppose I did say I’d meet
her again, but I didn’t think she heard me. Should I meet with her?
It’d be more suspicious to refuse.
She isn’t being aggressive…only grateful to someone who saved her when
her life was in danger. Besides, the heroes of 2-C might become a problem for
me in the future, and this is a good opportunity to get an idea of what I’ll be up
against. This might be the perfect chance to meet with her.
Unless...
“The whole group of those amazingly powerful heroes are coming over
just to meet me?” I asked.
“Ah—no, I believe Ayaka Sogou herself is the only S-class hero present.
The others are B-class and below, if I recall correctly,” replied the soldier.
I see. That puts what Zweigseed said during the battle in perspective. He
said that Sogou was the only obstacle to their victory. If it’s just Sogou, I think
I’ll be able to throw her off my scent with my acting. Kashima—well, if she does
happen to be here, I think that’d be fine too. Hijiri would be much more difficult
to fool.
But the others are all B-class and under? I understand the Takao Sisters
work as a team, so if Hijiri is gone, then Itsuki is gone too. But Oyamada and
Yasu aren’t here either?
In the space of a few seconds, I made my choice.
“Understood. I will meet with her—please lead the way. Unless you have
any objections, Captain?” I asked.
“None at all. I’ll be accompanying you too, of course.”
“Naturally. In that case, I accept.” I beckoned Eve to follow.
“Hmph. Me too? Alright, then.”
Eve encountered the Takao Sisters in the Land of the Golden-eyed
Monsters, but if they weren’t present there was no risk of her identity slipping
out. I leaned in close to Eve, bringing the mouth of my mask to her ear.
“Don’t talk unless you really have to,” I whispered. After a moment’s
confusion, Eve seemed to understand and nodded.
The Takao Sisters might be gone, but Kashima might be here. She’d met
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Eve in the forest. Eve’s voice and appearance is different right now, but I want
to avoid any chance that Kashima might pick up on something that could give
away the game. The only other concern would be Ikusaba Asagi.
When we entered Sogou’s camp, that concern was quickly swept away.
There was no sign of Ikusaba or Kashima. Some of the assembled heroes had
been Kirihara’s hangers-on, others I recognized from other cliques and friend
groups. There was a slight fear visible on some of my classmates’ faces, likely
due to the unsettling appearance of my Lord of the Flies mask and outfit.
Guess I should’ve expected this reaction—unlike the locals they haven’t
heard the legends, and aren’t used to seeing people dressed up like the Lord of
the Flies.
“Ah.” Sogou noticed me, and made to speak, but seemed to trip on the
words.
She must’ve wanted to call me by name.
I stopped and bowed deeply.
“My name is Belzegea. Former Ashint member, present Captain of the
Lord of the Flies Brigade. It is a great honor to meet the Heroes From Another
World who have come to save our own world.”
“N-not at all. In the battle, it was you who saved us!” Sogou seemed
sincerely grateful, but somewhat embarrassed. She had a crutch under one arm,
but didn’t appear to have any visible injuries. A sprained ankle or something?
“Ahem, allow me to introduce myself once more. My name is Sogou Aya... No,
Ayaka Sogou. Thank you so much for saving us from danger in the battle
today.”
Polite as always—that’s just like her.
“There’s no need for thanks. I gather you did more than your fair share of
fighting. Tell me, those silver weapons that can expand and contract—are they
magical weapons, perhaps? I’m fascinated by them.”
“Ah, no. That was my unique skill. As a hero, I…” Perhaps because I
expressed an interest, Sogou went on to explain what she knew about her unique
skill carefully and in detail. I nodded as she spoke, and exclaimed in wonder
from time to time.
“Hmm. These unique skills are quite the amazing powers to behold!”
All right, now I’ve got a good idea of what Sogou’s unique skill does.
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“I’m sure the highest level heroes have the most amazing unique skills of
all... Hmm, it’s all so fascinating...” I feigned curiosity. “Tell me Lady Ayaka,
what sort of miraculous skills do the other heroes possess?”
Coming from the man who had just saved her life, it wasn’t a suspicious
question at all.
“Ahem, well I can only tell you of those I know…”
Perfect.
Sogou talked about the unique skills of all the highest class heroes,
discussing Kirihara Takuto first. Unfortunately, she didn’t know much about
either of the Takao sisters’ skills. Then she moved on to the A-class heroes—
Oyamada Shougo, Yasu Tomohiro and Takao Itsuki.
When she discussed Oyamada and Yasu’s respective abilities, Sogou’s
expression clouded. She went on to explain their absence. “—And so the two of
them were separated from the class… At present we are unaware where either of
them are. I’m sure there are search groups from each of the armies out looking
for them.”
Not just that you don’t know where they are—it’s unclear whether they’re
even alive or dead.
“I pray that they are both alive and safe,” I said with a nod, trying to
sound sincere. “But now I see—the power of your heroes must work quite
differently from the magic and incantations that exist in our world. Quite
different from my own cursed-magic, as well. This has been very insightful,
thank you so much, Lady Ayaka.”
“N-not at all! My apologies for repeating myself…but you saved us today.
It’s all thanks to you that…” She turned to look at the students assembled behind
her.
“…That everyone standing here is alive and well.”
Kirihara and the Takao Sisters are off on the eastern front…and most of
the students here are male. Does that mean that Ikusaba Asagi, Kashima, and all
the other girls are fighting in the west? That’s assuming that everyone else was
assigned here to the southern front.
The rest of the class crowded around to praise the Lord of the Flies
Brigade.
“Thank you so much! You saved our lives!”
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She looked down at the crutch which supported her, silent for a few
moments before looking back up at the castle. “If my body would only obey my
commands, I would be out searching for him too. He… Bane-san protected us,
even when it meant risking his own life. He had not known us for long, and there
were some who rejected his help, but he protected us all the same. He has always
cared for us. He risked his life to let soldiers from the south wall escape. No, it
wasn’t just Bane-san. It was Agit-san, and the others too… The powerful should
protect the weak, I think I learned that from them.”
Sogou smiled a little. “Though I don’t think Kirihara-kun, Oyamada-kun,
or Yasu-kun would agree…”
“Even then, you—” I started, but she wasn’t done.
“If there’s someone out there that wants to do harm to the people I’ve
decided to protect…then I will stand in their way, with all my strength. No
matter what. I won’t let anybody else die.” Sogou turned to look at her
classmates. “I…I’m going to become strong. The strongest person alive.”
Class rep…what am I going to do with you.
A soldier rushed over to the other 2-C heroes, and after giving them a
short message, Minamino Moe quickly came running over to us both.
“Ayaka-chan! He said they’ve found Bane-san!”
“…Eh?!”
There were tears in Minamino’s eyes. “He’s alive!”
“A-are you sure...?” asked Ayaka.
The other heroes gasped in amazement.
“I’m sorry, Belzegea-san… I…”
I had almost all the information I needed.
“It seems you’ve received some good news. Please, don’t let us delay
you.”
“Yes, thank you. Thank you so much for saving us today. Until we meet
again.”
“…Yes. Should we ever have the chance.”
Sogou Ayaka. She only follows her own pure selflessness. I don’t know
which way she’ll fall yet. She might be the closest of us all to everyone’s ideal
of a “hero.” At the same time, that also makes her a wild card—in some ways
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I turned away.
“Let’s go, Asteria.”
Eve followed as we walked, and I began to ponder the future.
The key would be how long the Demon Empire can hold out. While the
Heroes were off fighting, the Goddess had fewer pawns at her disposal. If I’m
right that the Demon Empire were coming to attack that foul Goddess...
Knowing her, it was more than possible she’d send them off to battle while she
stayed in Alion to keep out of harm’s way.
The Demon King had appeared in the east too. What was it that
Zweigseed said before he died…? Something about Einglanz being strategically
important to their army. He might’ve been an important pawn of the Demon
King.
Would the Demon Empire retreat once they learned what happened here
on the southern front? If the Demon King were to retreat back north after
learning of Einglanz’ death, that would be the best outcome for me. But if
Kirihara and the others on the eastern front ended up defeating him, that made
matters much more complicated.
If Kirihara or one of the others were to get injured so badly that they
couldn’t fight anymore, and then if the Demon King chose to hide up in his
northern empire, the rest of the S-class heroes would have no choice but to go
after him. That would temporarily take everyone from 2-C—my biggest obstacle
to crushing the Goddess—out of the picture.
The S-class heroes would need to head north, at the very least. While they
were gone, I needed to learn how to use this forbidden magic, and crush that foul
Goddess.
I guess now it’s a race against time... Will the Demon King die first, or the
Goddess?
If I could complete my revenge while the S-class heroes were away, I
wouldn’t have to worry about Sogou Ayaka anymore. Moving forward, I was
going to need some more information about the S-class heroes’ movements. I
could think of one way of getting some of that information regularly, but if
Sogou Ayaka was going to stand in my way in the future, what would happen if
I revealed my identity to her?
She just declared that she would protect her fellow classmates no matter
what. But what if the person who attacked them happened to be another member
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distracting the opposite sex. If they’re looking at her, they’re ignoring me.
I explained this to Eve, and she grunted lightly in response.
“It feels strange to be looked at like that by humans,” she said.
“Just another tool you can use to your advantage, that’s all.”
MEANWHILE, ELSEWHERE…
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With the Demon King’s armies invading, the whole continent bled with
fierce resistance. But nowhere was quite as terrible as the Western Front.
KASHIMA KOBATO
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“R-right!”
“Th-then let’s go.”
“O-okay.”
They rushed over to the stretcher, and the queen began to talk with them
in a feeble voice. Soon the Holy Priest was carried away with the queen and
Asagi’s three healers not far behind.
Asagi put her hands behind her head and looked on calmly. Behind her lay
what appeared to be a fantasy-style cavalry robot, half-destroyed and propped up
against the ruined wall of the building. This was the fabled “Holy Cavalry”.
There were pieces of rubble, castle wall and brick lying strewn all around them.
Tangled up on top of the ruined Holy Cavalry lay a huge monster with a lance
driven through its mouth and piercing its skull.
Dreykuvah, Kobato recalled. A demon of the Inner Circle…
Asagi turned back and looked up at the demon’s corpse with a cat-like
smile. “Hrrm, lucky we got here in time to finish that thing off! This Inner Circle
guy or whatever does look like he was super strong, y’know. …Course, it’s only
right that I got the finishing blow! Isn’t that just, like, how it always should go
down? Bosses always got the most EXP in ’em, right?”
The Holy Priest had battled with Dreyvuvah until both were practically at
death’s door… But when the demon had breathed its last, it was Ikusaba Asagi
who landed the final blow.
Kashima Kobato stood beside her, turned away from the broken robot and
the great demon corpse with its tongue lolling out. Instead she looked in the
direction of the stretcher, which had now disappeared into another room.
“I wonder if Curia-san will be okay…” said Kobato.
“H-hey hey, ’course she isn’t gonna be okay. I mean just look at her. Now
you’re making me wonder if you’re okay, Kobato-chan!”
“…Asagi-san.”
“Sup?”
Kobato looked back at the corpse behind her—it was so large she could
scarcely believe her eyes. But she was already becoming strangely numb to the
sight, perhaps because of how unreal the whole scene was.
“This Inner Circle demon… Was your strategy really the only way we
could’ve beaten it?”
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“Huh?”
“Um, I mean… The Holy Priest was prepared to die to defeat him, just as
you asked, but was there really no other way? I just wonder…”
Asagi’s lips curled into an ironic smile as she looked in the direction the
Holy Priest and her queen had gone.
“The queen looked like she wanted to say something, yeah… Probably
somethin’ about how our reckless plans got her precious little Curia all messed
up like that, right?”
Kobato was thinking the exact same.
Asagi continued, “But like…in the end the Holy Eye’s safe and sound
now, yeah? This country hasn’t been destroyed or taken over by the monsters
either, right? Sacrifice a few to save the many. Yeah, we’re totally okay on
balance, I figure. That’s what I think, anyway.”
“That might be true….”
“Huh? What, you trying to beat me over the head with logic? Hmp-hmph,
you had a better idea then did you, Pidgey-chan?”
“…No, I didn’t. I couldn’t think of anything.”
“Ha ha ha, soz soz. That was mean right? But it’s all A-okay. I hate
people who ask for your own ideas as soon as you start complaining.”
Asagi was looking straight ahead, at some of the girls from their group
tending to the injured soldiers. They were working quickly with the locals of
Yonato—all on Asagi’s orders. She called out to them.
“Hey, everyone—luckily, almost all of us heroes got through this without
a scratch… I get that you’re all tired, but let’s show them we’re really putting
our backs into it, eh? Wouldn’t want anyone thinking badly of us now, would
we? Like, sorry, guys, but this is how it is! Just a little more, then we can rest,
’kay?”
She finished her announcement and turned back to Kobato.
“But listen, Pidgey-chan…like, I was really lost for a while, y’know?
We’re in this whole other world, yeah? It’s been tough, yeah? I, like, didn’t
know what I should do here…what I wanted to do, I mean.” She smiled and
looked down to the floor, lightly kicking the rubble at her feet. “My main goal is
to make sure everyone in our group survives. Second is to get ’em all home safe,
to the old world. Those are, like, my only two goals for nowsies.”
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though.” Asagi slowly brushed off her hands. “Whatevs. I’ve gotta give it a bit
of effort too, eh. Got that new skill, might as well use it—’specially Queen Bee
plus Pain Block’s gonna come in real handy with all these injuries around.”
Asagi’s unique skill had developed, advancing to a whole new level in the
heat of battle. She was a B-class, supposedly inferior to the S and A-classes
above her, but she had a unique skill of her own.
“Like, I know we’ve all got these ranks with letters of the alphabet on ’em,
but I get the feeling there are hidden ranks too, y’know?” Asagi had said. “Like,
maybe there are ranks even within the S-class? The normal ones are ‘Super’, but
some of them are ‘Special’ or something. I’m a B-class, but like maybe I’ve got a
special secret rank, somethin’ that starts with a ‘B’ maybe? ‘Best,’ right? Just
kiddin’, lol!”
No—she might just have been right, thought Kobato. She felt something
strangely convincing about that explanation. Were there hidden ranks for the C-
class and D-class heroes too? If that’s so then…maybe I could be of use to
Sogou-san.
She couldn’t help but daydream about the possibility.
“C’mon, Pidgey-chan, let’s go. We weren’t much use in the fight so we’ve
gotta make up for it now eh?”
Kobato jogged to catch up with her, and Asagi yawned lazily as they
walked away together.
“Man, I’m sleepy… Hey, I think this new upgrade to my unique skill, like,
lets me do debuffs, y’know?”
“Debuffs?”Kobato didn’t understand the word—according to Asagi, it
was a term used in a lot of recent games.
“The Queen Bee plus Strengthen I’ve been using all this time has been a
buff skill, one that powers people up, yeah? Debuffs just, like, do the opposite.”
“So they power people down?”
“Yeah, that’s the idea,” Asagi bent down as she walked, picking up little
stones from the ground.
“So, like, in some games buffs and debuffs are basically useless. But there
are some where they’re super important. I guess status effect skills are the same,
huh? Sometimes you’re wondering why they’re even in the game, but then in
some games, they’re so strong they can, like, basically negate a target’s good
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stats.”
Kobato didn’t play games and didn’t really understand. Status effect
skills… A thought popped into her head. Mimori-kun! She looked down at the
ground as Asagi kept talking.
“So attack skills aren’t the only thing that matters. I think, like, the reason
we beat that big Inner Circle demon that was sprayin’ out all that Demon King
essence was ’cause of my buffs and debuffs, y’know? I s’pose that essence stuff
is kind of a debuff too, huh.” She quickly sent one of the small stones in her
hand flying. It stuck perfectly in a crack of the a nearby ruined wall, like a tennis
ball jammed into a wire fence. “So, like, what I’m saying is, like... Long as you
can get the right buffs and debuffs on everyone…” She nodded to herself. “Ain’t
no skill in the world more powerful.”
MIMORI TOUKA
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“She’s the Seras Ashrain she is today because of her, eh?” said Eve,
looking at me sideways and stroking her jaw.
“What are you saying?” I asked.
“The Seras Ashrain that’s still to come…that’s going to depend on you.”
I snorted. “Seems that way, yeah.”
At about the same time the group had finished their goodbyes, a well-
dressed knight of Neah approached the tent.
“Princess Cattlea, Baron Pollary is on his way, bringing an Alionese
general with him. What would you like me to tell him?”
The princess turned her head to the side and checked her pocket watch.
“The military conference isn’t scheduled to begin for a while…”
“Ah, well,” the knight turned to glance at Seras. “I believe he would like
to meet with Captain Seras.”
The princess narrowed her eyes and smiled a little.
“I see. Baron Pollary does have quite the attachment to that relic of Seras’,
doesn’t he. Well. The one you must ask for permission is not me, but her current
master instead.” She looked directly at me, and the holy knights turned in unison
to do the same.
Man, I’m lucky I have this mask to hide my facial expressions—takes
away the strain of keeping up a poker face all the time.
I stepped forward.
“Baron Pollary is Alionese nobility, is he not? Would there be any
advantage to the Holy Empire of Neah if we were to have Seras to meet with
him?”
For a moment the princess looked somewhat taken aback, but she quickly
regained her smile. “You are correct... Baron Pollary is heir to a famous house in
his own country of Alion. I believe it would put us in good standing if we were
to give him a favorable impression of Neah. That is my opinion, at least.”
I nodded in reply.
“Then let’s accept, on the condition that you are allowed to accompany
Seras to this meeting,” I said. “And only if Seras herself is willing to meet with
him, of course.”
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Seras placed her hand over her chest and nodded in understanding.
“Anything I can do to be of use to my princess…with permission from my
master.”
Seras and the other holy knights immediately set out to prepare for the
meeting. Eve and I began to walk away, but the princess rode up to us, already
mounted for travel across the camp.
“Thank you for being so considerate,” she said.
“I heard the results of the battle today will determine whether the Holy
Empire of Neah will be restored as a member of the Sacred Alliance. The one
who in practice holds the power to make that decision is the leader of the Sacred
Alliance, the Goddess herself…who happens to rule over Alion. Perhaps it will
be advantageous for you to have powerful friends in that nation. Not to
mention…” I looked up at the princess. “I don’t imagine anything untoward is
going to happen to Seras so long as you’re by her side.”
“Leave such matters to me. I have warned Seras of the possibility, but I
am far more prepared than her for dealing with men of a perverted nature. I will
honor the trust you have placed in me, Sir Belzegea.” She turned and looked off
into the distance. “And with regards to your request—preparations are complete.
Please proceed at your own discretion.”
“Thank you for your help,” I said, bowing lightly.
“It is nothing compared to what you have done for us today. Along with
that incident with the Elite Five—we owe you a debt that can never be repaid.
And well...” The princess elegantly placed a hand to her mouth. “Had I married
Civit Gartland as was arranged, and got the child of the Strongest Man in the
World inside of me, strong with the blood of his father... Well, I might have
thought to turn the child against Bakoss, as a standard-bearer of the resistance.”
She said that like it was nothing to her—this princess is a pretty scary
character.
“I’m sure it’s because you were by her side that Seras was able to retain
her kind nature and steadfast loyalty,” I said. “I am in awe of your ironclad
mental resolve. The loss of your father, the former emperor…not to mention the
fall of your country. That strong will of yours has survived it all. You continue
to love your country and try the best that you can to protect it. You are truly
worthy of inheriting the throne.”
Considering its placement on the borders of Alion, Bakoss, and Ulza—the
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Excited voices came from the direction of Seras and the other holy knights
as Eve and I turned our backs to the noise and went in another direction instead.
Finally, we came to our destination and I gently moved the curtain out of
the way as I stepped inside the enclosed space. Eve followed. Unlike the
princess’ tent, our hastily assembled space had no roof, and was open to the clear
night sky above.
“Just like I asked,” I noted.
Wide enough to cover the area of effect of the teleportation crystal.
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In the center of the space were placed the items I’d asked the holy knights
to retrieve for us.
“Right then,” I said. “It’s about time we got back to the princess, but
first...”
Eve and I stood side by side, looking down at the broken pieces of the
magical war chariot.
“We have to get rid of this thing,” said Eve.
I used Freeze on the debris and one of the larger pieces began to ice over
before our eyes. Two sledgehammers lay on the ground by our side, prepared
ahead of time for us to pound the frozen chariot to dust. I picked one up and
turned to Eve.
“We don’t have much time, let’s make this quick.”
“Hmph.”
With Freeze’s target limit to consider, we had to freeze each piece of
debris individually, then crush them one by one.
I didn’t want to leave this chariot here on the battlefield. I wanted to take
care of every trace that we were ever there. The magical war chariot could either
remain as a physical wreck to be captured and examined, or as a mere rumor
spreading amongst the soldiers’ ranks. There was a big difference between those
two—the debris could end up being evidence that might be used against us in the
future.
“But listen,” said Eve as we worked. “Why don’t we just send the debris
back to the witch with that teleportation crystal? Why do we need to crush it
first?”
A good question. Why not just send the ruined chariot as-is? The problem
was with the teleportation crystal itself. There might be a limit to the amount of
material it could transport at any one time. Erika even said as much herself, I
recalled. Erika said that all three of us, along with Piggymaru and Slei, would be
able to fit, though—anything more than that, and there were no guarantees.
With that in mind, I wanted to reduce the amount of material we tried to
send as much as possible. The first candidate being this magical war chariot…
That’s where my Freeze skill came into play—we used the same ability to
let us crush up all those Ashint corpses to make them “disappear.” With this
method, the frozen object was completely erased without a trace. I didn’t have to
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rely on anyone else to do the work for me, and it felt reassuring to get rid of it
with my own two hands. Still, doing work like this made me feel like I was
trying to commit the perfect crime or something.
It would be terrifying if a serial killer ever got hold of a skill like this.
These thoughts completely absorbed me as I worked on crushing the
chariot.
“I think that’s about it,” I said.
“Hmph. Nobody would ever think all this dust on the ground used to be a
chariot,” Eve replied.
“Ah, can’t forget these, either.” I walked over to the corner, where Erika’s
homemade spears lay. Eve had thrown it at Einglanz during the battle. The
knights had been kind enough to retrieve any weapons or objects that we had left
behind as well. I inspected the spear, turning it over in my hands.
Looks like once you activate them once, they’re used up. Erika did say she
didn’t design her devices to be used over and over again. We should deal with
this stuff the same way we did the chariot.
Once we were done, Eve and I put our sledgehammers outside the
enclosure. Everything inside had been reduced to a flour-like dust, scattered in
heaps around us. The fabric of the enclosure flapped in the wind, and some of
the dust was swept under the curtain walls and carried outside on the breeze.
I brushed a heap away with my foot, sending a cloud of dust through that
same gap under the curtain and out into the night air. Only a small pile of it
remained now. It too would soon be scattered to the wind.
“All that’s left is for the living proof to disappear—that’s us.” I took the
teleportation crystal from my pocket.
The longer we waited around, the more likely we’d get dragged into some
situation I’d rather avoid. We did what we came to do; now it was time to go.
All we needed to do was wait for Seras.
“I’m impressed that the Neahan army was able to find all this stuff in the
dark,” said Eve.
She’s right. It would’ve been hard for us to manage this without their
help.
“I guess they’re hard workers, aren’t they,” I replied. The influence of
their former captain shining through, perhaps?
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“I’m glad we saw the battle through,” Eve continued, sounding relieved.
“None of us were seriously injured either. Although we did break the chariot, I
suppose...”
I remembered the discussion I’d had with Erika before we left.
“This chariot—there’s no guarantee I can return it to you,” I’d said.
“Ridiculous. You’re attempting a reckless journey to make it through the
northern reaches of the Land of the Golden-eyed Monsters. If I wanted the
chariot back unharmed, I wouldn’t be lending it to you in the first place.
Besides, it’d be harder for me to get to sleep if one of you broke apart instead of
that chariot. Especially when I think about Liz.”
She knew all along that it was never going to return.
I looked over at Eve as I recalled the witch’s words. She was down on one
knee, her hand patting down the small pile of remaining dust on the ground. She
looked lost in thought.
“We might not all have made it through without Erika’s help either. I
never expected the Forbidden Witch would be such a good person.”
A smart one, too. She must’ve been the ultimate pain in the neck to a
certain Goddess of my acquaintance. If she’d used her powers for evil, she
might’ve been able to gather more “believers” than even the Goddess herself. I
was glad she was on our side.
A shiver ran down my spine when I thought of Erika and the Goddess
working together—I couldn’t imagine anything worse.
Eve raised her head. “Hmph, somebody’s being sneaky…”
Seras stepped into the enclosure. “I apologize for keeping you waiting.”
“You’re earlier than I expected,” I said.
She smiled, and raised her eyebrows at me. “That is thanks to the princess.
She offered me a good opportunity to wrap up the conversation and leave.”
“How considerate of her,” I said. “How do you feel?”
Seras’ wry smile widened.
“They were so welcoming. I was a little surprised, you might say. How
should I put it—”
Eve interrupted her. “Rumors of your beauty across the continent are
basically legend at this point. I bet they felt like you’d stepped right out of the
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Chapter 2:
A Farewell and a Departure
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“Miss Erika Anaorbael,” said Seras, dropping to one knee and bowing her
head deeply. “With your assistance, I was able to swing my sword for my
princess once more. I will repay this debt no matter what, in whatever manner
you see fit.”
“I see.” Erika sighed, almost as if she were still catching her breath, and
turned her eyes to me. “I suppose that means you achieved your objective?”
“Yeah,” I affirmed.
“Good. I’d been wondering.” She swept her hair behind her head; the
tanned skin on her neck was covered in sweat. “I fainted, you know, after I gave
you that message about the White Citadel of Protection. I gave Lis instructions
before that happened, so she could care for me.”
Eve, Seras and I turned in unison to look at Lis, who shrank away in
embarrassment.
“I helped to do the things her golems weren’t good at… It’s not like I took
care of Miss Erika all on my own,” said Lis.
“You were a tremendous help. My golems are suited for rough, simple
tasks, but can’t do much when it comes to delicate and detailed work. Their
bedside manner is…lacking. You really are a thoughtful child, Lis. That’s why I
felt so comfortable fainting! And you’re an excellent cook, I could ask for
nothing more.”
“I used to work at a tavern that offered food, and so… I can cook. A
little.” Lis smiled modestly.
“It seems like while we were out there on the battlefield, Lis was
supporting us here in the background as well.”
“…Mr. Too-ka.”
“You’re a fine member of the Lord of the Flies Brigade.”
“Th-thank you, Mr. Too-ka,” she said, bowing.
Erika wore a deep, musing expression on her face. “You’ve become a fine
‘lord’ yourself, Too-ka.”
“Guess so.”
“There are many things I’d like to ask…” Erika sighed. “But you all look
rather tired, so go and rest first. I’m still quite far from full strength myself.”
Once you’re no longer on edge all the time, fatigue can hit suddenly, and
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hard. I’m sure there’s a neurological reason for that. A switch from the
sympathetic to the parasympathetic nervous systems, or something. Anyway,
she’s right that we should take some time to rest. But there is just one thing I
want to ask first.
Everyone else was already out in the hallway, but I stopped in the
doorway, and turned my head to her. “Erika.”
“Hmm?” Erika turned to me from her position lying in bed.
“Something’s come up—a pretty tough obstacle to crushing Vicius that’s
standing in the way.” The heroes of 2-C—Sogou Ayaka in particular.
“So you’re giving up?”
“Nope, no plans of doing that.”
“I didn’t think you would.”
There was silence, until I chose to speak again. “Erika Anaorbael, there’s
something I’d like to ask you.”
Our eyes met.
“That Goddess… Just how much do you hate her?”
“To hell and back,” Erika snorted. “Of course I do. That evil Goddess
deprived me of so much potential. I was forced to shut myself away much, much
earlier than scheduled as a result. But…there were so many things I had to leave
undone on the outside.”
“Vicius is an obstacle, then?”
“To me at least, yes.”
“Erika, you—”
“Look, what do you want, Too-ka?” she interrupted. The dark elf,
declared forbidden by the Goddess herself, anticipated that I had something to
ask of her. “What can I, Erika Anaorbael, assist you with?”
“The details can wait, I just wanted to confirm your feelings first. For
now, let’s all get some rest.”
I left Erika’s room, and returned to my own to find Seras in the middle of
getting changed.
“Eh! Ah, Sir Too—!”
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outside the witch’s house. I stopped halfway down the stairs which led outside.
“...Ah, that’s right. I should talk to Eve—get this out of the way.”
We rested up, and the next day Erika demanded we all eat dinner together.
“You should rest a bit longer, shouldn’t you?” I asked.
“Nope, I don’t wanna,” she responded tersely. I was about to argue, but
she looked at me with scorn in her eyes and placed her index finger to my lips.
“I’ve been very flexible with your desires, so maybe from time to time you could
be a little flexible yourself? You don’t mind, do you, Human?”
I gave in, but she still couldn’t walk so I had to carry her to the table. Not
to mention she requested I carry her like a princess… When I asked if I could
just lend her my shoulder, she refused.
“A certain someone pushed me too far, and now I feel simply too faint to
walk,” she replied. I could hardly refuse her when she asked like that.
“Couldn’t a golem do this?” I asked, while she was in my arms.
“Nah, they’re too rough.”
For the first time in quite a while we sat around the table together to eat
dinner. It took us a long time to get through our food, because of all the
conversation that we mixed in. Mostly we discussed our escape from the
northern reaches of the Land of the Golden-eyed Monsters, the battle, and
everything in between—everything that happened after Erika passed out.
“So you linked the name of the Lord of the Flies Brigade to that band of
cursed magic users, and disguised your skills as cursed-magic, you say? Well
played,” said Erika, impressed.
She hadn’t yet shown any interest in my talk of the magical war chariot,
the army of golems, the teleportation crystal, our use of her handmade weapons,
or much anything else.
That was basically the reaction I expected from her though... She really is
generous, I think.
As she herself once said: “I live much longer than you humans, you know.
Perhaps it’s easier for me to take the long view than it is for you—I can simply
take the time to create such items again, and well... This was the right time to
use them.”
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“Without your help, we surely would have failed,” said Eve, folding her
arms.
“Not like I’m expecting payment or anything, but do you mind telling me
about some of the magical weapons’ effects later? I have never had the
opportunity to see any of them used in battle.”
“If that is what you wish, then allow me. I could talk for hours on the
subject of those weapons,” Seras cut in.
“Thanks.”
“Of everyone here, I owe you the greatest debt, Lady Erika—I must do
what I can to repay it. Telling you about the weapons is nothing when compared
with your assistance.”
“So,” said Erika, getting back on track, “A group of cursed-magic users
appear suddenly on the battlefield, turn the tide of the war, and then disappear
once the fighting’s done. For better or worse, your whereabouts are going to
become quite the topic of conversation.”
“With Princess Cattlea’s assistance, we’ve spread the rumor that we’re
heading north.” I added.
“Not a bad idea,” said Erika approvingly. “Even if Vicius doesn’t believe
the rumors, she can’t avoid sending some of her forces north to investigate.”
“Not sure they’ll be worth much, but I do expect she’ll send some trackers
after us,” said Eve in between bites.
“Well, depending on how the battle’s progressing in the East and West,
she might not even have the men available for that. We can’t be sure yet,” added
Seras.
That’s one of the reasons I’m interested in how the other two armies are
doing—the southern front too, come to think of it. Half the southern army
weren’t there at the citadel, they’re still in the Magnar capital on standby—I’m
not sure what’s happened to them yet.
Did they win? Were they defeated?
I’m especially concerned about the eastern front—that’s where the Demon
King has appeared, and Vicius has gone to fight personally. I think Kirihara
went with her, and the Takao Sisters were stationed there, too. If the Demon
King is defeated in the east, that would make it difficult for me to make my next
move.
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“If the Demon King is beaten in the east, the Goddess might come straight
for us next, to reveal the identity of our Lord of the Flies Brigade.”
“Once I’ve recovered enough to move my familiars around, I’ll set them
to gathering information about what’s going on across the continent—the eastern
front being the first priority. But, well...since it will take me a while longer to
recover, that means you’ll all have to stay here until then,” said Erika.
Right now she’s so exhausted she can’t gather information. But once she’s
recovered enough to use her familiars, that information network of hers is going
to give us an incredible advantage. The only problem is that we lose access to
that information network the moment we leave the witch’s house. It costs her too
much to deliver emergency messages.
I remembered the way she looked lying there in bed as I bent down to
scoop her up. When I saw her face up close, it was hard to ignore how exhausted
she looked.
Erika’s trying to pass it off like it’s nothing right now, but she definitely
looks pale—she’s pushing herself too hard. Once she passes a verbal message
through one of her familiars, she can’t properly move the rest of them around
for several days.
But right now to properly understand the other heroes’ movements, I
really want some real-time information. As much as I can get my hands on. We
could use messenger pigeons or something similar I suppose, but even that might
take too much time. Especially if I’m asking questions—it’d take several days of
round trips to have a conversation.
“Erika, regarding your familiars—there’s something I want to talk to you
about.”
“Hmm?”
“Seras,” I called.
She took a scroll of parchment from the bag on her back and spread it out
in front of me on the table. Erika leaned in to get a better look.
“What’s that?”
When Erika sends verbal messages, it wears her out way too much. But
without a way of sending some kind of verbal messages to us, it was going to be
difficult for us to stay in contact. So I decided to use a little cheat.
“This thing’s called a Ouija board,” I explained, “Or it’s close enough to
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one, anyway.”
Not an exact copy, just what I borrowed the idea from.
“Ouija board? All I see is a piece of paper with rows of letters on it,” Eve
said.
Erika, on the other hand, understood immediately, just as I’d expected.
“Ah—I see.”
On the surface of the paper were written letters in alphabetically ordered
rows, with “yes” and “no” written at the top. The letters were written in the
language of this other world. I was able to read them, but didn’t know what
order they should be put in on a grid, so I’d had Seras help me with it before
dinner.
“You can control your familiars’ movements, can’t you?”
“Yes.”
“So you can use your arms, legs, or whatever to point to different letters
on this grid, then?”
“It’s possible.”
“Meaning you’re also able to indicate yes or no by having them peck at
—”
“Of course, I can do that too,” she said as she looked over the paper with
interest.
It was going to take us longer to receive messages with this method than if
she used her voice, but it’d reduce the amount of stress we put on Erika. When
we were on the road—before we went to sleep or when we rested—we could
exchange messages with this board.
...I should really have thought of this before we went off to help the
princess.
“Your familiars can understand human speech too, can’t they?” I asked.
“That’s part of what’s so great about them, their usefulness is what makes
you want to get familiar with familiars in the first place. They almost entirely
eliminate the need to place oneself in danger.”
“So...” I tapped the parchment with my fingertip. “Even if you can only
give yes or no answers, there’s a lot of information we can gain from them.”
Erika nodded in agreement. “It’s best to quickly settle matters with a yes
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“Don’t go out of your way to get intel on Vicius. I want to avoid anyone
catching on that there’s someone out there using familiars to track people.”
The Goddess might already know about the existence of Erika’s familiars
—it’d be far worse to raise her suspicions than to spook any of the heroes.
“Then I’ll prioritize the Heroes From Another World. And this one—this
Sogou is the one I should focus my efforts on the most?”
“Yeah.”
“You have a treacherous relationship with this girl, I take it?”
“Nah. You could even say she’s friendly. I mean, she’s the friendliest one
out of everyone in class.”
“Hmm, then you’re interested in her movements out of concern for her
safety?” mused Erika, waiting for my reaction. “…But that’s not exactly right
either, is it?”
I sighed. “It’s complicated.”
She’s the one I’m on the best terms with—but she’s also a completely
unknown variable. With that unique skill of hers, and her Kisou style of ancient
martial arts. She’s an ancient martial arts user and a proper young lady thrown
into another world. Even back in the old world, she was special—different from
everyone else.
…She has all the makings of a main character—too perfect.
“The other heroes couldn’t be reasoned with?”
“Not quite…”
There are two more that almost seem more like they’re from a different
galaxy.
“There are these two called the Takao Sisters—even in the old world, I
could never tell what either of them was thinking. Especially the older sister,
she’s like an alien.”
“—Hijiri?” Eve cut in. “I met her once. You’re correct, she’s not to be
underestimated.”
Erika nodded, slowly digesting our impressions of the heroes.
“That Hijiri girl—she’s one of the three S-class heroes, no? Should I be
focusing my surveillance on Sogou and the elder Takao then?”
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“Yeah, your main target should be Sogou, with the Takao Sisters in
second. Although…”
“The other S-class concerns you?”
“He’s called Kirihara. And he won’t be easily convinced to come over to
our side, to say the least.”
I’d heard from Sogou the different skills that the S-class heroes possessed,
but I didn’t know who the strongest was. It was possible that Kirihara and Takao
Hijiri were growing rapidly in strength during the fighting on the eastern front.
Heroes can level up and grow incredibly quickly in battle, and there was always
the chance for their skills to change in big ways too. I wasn’t the only one
evolving.
That made it difficult to know what strategies to develop against them. I
needed to get as much up-to-date information on them as possible.
“If you can get information on Kirihara, I’d like that too.”
“I’ll do what I can. What of the A-class heroes?”
Takao Itsuki, Oyamada Shougo and Yasu Tomohiro.
“Oyamada and Yasu disappeared in the fighting at the White Citadel of
Protection—we don’t even know if they’re still alive, let alone where they are. If
you can get any information on their survival—or confirm their deaths—I want
that too.”
“Mm-hmm. What about the lower ranks?”
“…Just one,” I said.
“Kashima?” asked Eve.
“No. A girl named Ikusaba Asagi.”
“That one’s just a B-Class though, isn’t she?” asked Erika.
“Sure… But she’s smart, there’s no mistaking that. And she’s also kind
of…kind of…”
“Kind of what?” Eve prompted me.
“...”
“Kind of what, Too-ka?”
…She’s kind of like me.
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“Hmph?”
“Our journey together…ends here. For now.”
There was a moment’s pause, before Eve reacted with confusion. That
made sense. I knew she thought she’d see my journey of revenge through until
the end.
“I—” Eve drew herself in closer to me, getting right up in my personal
space. “In our fight to save the princess of Neah, did you take issue with my
conduct in battle?”
“That’s not it.”
“Then why…?”
“Hey, now.” I sat on a nearby fence. “You remember our original
agreement, don’t you? In return for guiding us to the witch’s house, I’d provide
the fighting strength to get us here. This was the deal all along.”
“Hmph…” Eve’s face seemed to say she recalled the agreement. It was
much easier to read her facial expressions when she was in human form.
“The moment we arrived here our deal was complete. You don’t really
have any reason left to help me. You only came north with us because you
wanted to repay Seras for her help, didn’t you?”
Eve grunted.
“And with your help, Seras achieved her objective. You fought for me and
you fought for her. Whatever debt you owed us is paid. You don’t need to come
along any further on this journey of revenge with me.”
Eve’s mouth bent into a slight frown as she stood looking down at me. It
seemed as if she were trying to come up with something to say. Finally, she
spoke, “But… Erika is going to continue to help you, isn’t she?”
“She hates Vicius, that’s why. She can’t do the things that she wants to
with that foul Goddess around. That’s why she’s hiding out here in the first
place. She has good reason for coming along for the ride.” I looked up at Eve.
“But what about you?”
“Hmph…”
“I understand the murder of your parents and fellow members of the
Speed Clan isn’t something you can forgive…but did Vicius have anything to do
with their deaths?”
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“I’ve told you before, I’m the one that should be thanking you. If we had
never met, I don’t know where I would be right now.”
Our hands began to draw apart, but I grabbed Eve’s hand to stop her from
pulling away.
“Wait.”
“Wh-what is it, Too-ka?” She looked taken aback by my gesture.
“If you’re staying, you won’t need this anymore.”
“Hmph…?” Eve nodded instinctively, but then turned her head to the side,
not quite sure what I was getting at.
She’s going to live here, in the witch’s house, the depths of the Land of the
Golden-eyed Monsters. Nobody in the world will ever be able to reach her.
There’s no risk of anyone discovering her true identity.
I touched the bracelet on her arm. “You should be the real you.”
After Eve and I left, I went to talk with Seras about my decision.
“I see…so this is where our journey with Eve and Lis is to end.” She sat
next to me on the edge of the bed.
She had come straight from the bath, and the blush of warmth remained
on her fair skin. She was wearing a cardigan over a cool, light shirt.
“In fact, I had completely forgotten about the arrangement myself.” She
gave a wry smile. “It almost felt as if our travels together would last forever. But
it’s true that our agreement with Eve was only to come this far.”
She looked down at the floor, placing both hands on her bare white thighs.
“I’m sure Lis will prefer things this way as well.”
“Eve can protect Erika if she stays here. Well, the witch has some
defensive measures of her own set up, but Eve still might be useful.”
More than all that—nothing good will come of this revenge of mine. Lis
and Eve are good people, I can hardly ask them to be involved any further.
“So…what about you?” I asked, looking straight ahead.
“Me? You’re asking whether I intend to remain here or go with you?”
“Yeah.”
“I-I am your knight. Of course I intend to follow you until your journey’s
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Seras’ beautiful form as if it were granting her some blessing. Suddenly she
turned her upper body to me, and brought her elegantly beautiful face right in
front of mine.
“I—I have something to tell you.”
Sounds like a confession… So she’s decided to do it now. I have a good
idea what she’s about to say. She said herself that she would talk to me about it
someday. That night when I was sleeping and she placed her lips on mine. I
thought about telling her I already knew, but I respected her decision to tell me
herself. I didn’t want to seem insensitive by bringing it up.
Seras swallowed again, not breaking eye contact.
“…Before we arrived here, I gave you first aid—in that cave when you
were injured.”
“Yeah, I remember.”
“You…you were hurt, and exhausted.” Seras’ legs rubbed against the
bedsheets, the gentle brushing sounded like a soft whisper to my ears. I waited
for her to continue as she looked to the side, as if unable to bear the feelings of
guilt welling up inside her.
“Th-that day… I…”The words stuck in her throat and her concealed guilt
caused her to clutch at her chest as she hung her head. “When you were sleeping,
I…I placed my lips on yours. Without asking your consent.”
For a moment, she couldn’t look me in the eyes. Then, steeling herself to
whatever my reaction might be, she raised her head to face me.
“I’m so sorry. I had this rush of emotion, and it was wrong of me.”
“It’s fine,” I replied simply. “It doesn’t bother me at all.”
Seras’ shoulders sank despondently. “No, you don’t understand. What I
did to you, Sir Too-ka…it was a betrayal of your trust.”
I get it now. Thinking about it from her perspective, if I were to do
something to Seras while she was under the effect of my Sleep skill—that would
be a betrayal of her trust. Seras trusts me—that’s precisely why she’s willing to
let me put her to sleep. Under the effect of my sleep skill, she wouldn’t wake up
—no matter what I did to her. Unless she completely trusted me to put her to
sleep, it would be terrifying for her.
Now I can see why Seras feels so guilty about that day. She’s serious, and
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hate so much wouldn’t even have guilt for the things they’ve done.
And I don’t want her to feel ashamed…because she’s better than them,
and she has nothing to be ashamed of.
“You don’t need to feel guilty.”
“But I—”
“I knew.”
“…Eh?”
I looked from the ceiling over to Seras.
“You can tell that wasn’t a lie, can’t you? And, well, you must know what
that means.”
“That day—were you awake?” she asked.
“Maybe so,” I said, staying intentionally vague.
It wasn’t entirely true. I woke up after the fact, and just guessed at what
had happened. To Seras though, it’s better if she thinks that I was awake at the
time. This way she thinks I knew what was happening and didn’t resist—there’s
no need for her to feel guilty about that.
Seras’ eyes scanned the room, as if looking for an answer, then opened
wide.
“Eh, Th-Then, ahem…why? All this time, why didn’t you…?” she said,
still a little disoriented.
“I was waiting for you to take the next step. Does that make sense to
you?”
“Ah, yes…I-I see. You were testing my honesty?”
“How you interpret it is up to you. I’m sure you can easily come up with
an answer on your own.”
I saw the guilt inside her melt away.
“Th-then…” She gulped—the sound loud in the almost silent bedroom.
“Then…while it is terribly impertinent of me to ask,” Seras gasped, her
breath hot. “The fact that you were awake that day… Might I interpret that as
meaning you consented?”
“Yeah, that’s right.”
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A powerful heat ran through her beautiful white figure. Her usually firm
and perfect posture crumpled softly.
“Th-then might I make the request again in a more formal manner?”
This high elf really does have a thing for formalities.
“You mean, for a kiss?”
Seras’ eyes opened wide at the question, but she quickly regained her
composure, and formed a more serious expression on her face.
“Yes,” she answered, as if she had been waiting for the question her whole
life.
A laugh slipped out of me.
“S-sir Too-ka?”
“I was always confident that I needed to put on an act so people would
like me. I needed to change myself…I had to pretend. To be honest, I never
thought anyone would ever come to like the real me.” I pushed myself up from
the bed. “And…I thought I would worry, when the time came. Worry whether I
had any right to all this.”
My foster father helped me fix that—I remembered the words he spoke to
me.
“When she first confessed her feelings to me, I actually really hesitated,
you know? I mean, she was the most beautiful girl in the academy, everyone said
so. Why would she choose me?!
“That’s how I felt at first. I thought we wouldn’t be compatible, or that
she was overestimating me somehow. But, how do I put this? I was really struck
by how confident she looked when she told me how she felt, and more than
anything else I felt I had to meet that courage of hers with courage of my own.
I’m so glad now that I had the courage I did then.”
My foster father went on to marry the student who confessed her feelings
to him—my foster mother. That’s why, I…
“I’d like to kiss you.”
“Are you sure you’re okay with…me?”
“I like you too, Seras. Is there a problem with that?”
She was still trembling, and her sky blue eyes began furiously darting left
and right. In a whisper so quiet it barely registered as sound, she answered:
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“No.”
She moved in closer to me, but I got there first—and placed my lips on
hers.
All sound was suddenly gone from the world.
After a long kiss we separated, neither of us the first to pull away. Seras
placed a finger to her lips, which had a thin string of saliva stretched out between
them. It was as if she was checking something. She sighed to herself in relief,
and turned her gaze back to me, her face still hot.
“We really just kissed, didn’t we?”
I sat back up on the bed.
“Think you can get any sleep?”
She sank back into a sitting position, and sat in a silence for a while, her
head down. After a time sitting rigidly like that, she shook her head slowly.
Probably can’t raise her head because of the embarrassment—easy to tell
with elves when their ears turn red like that. I think what Seras wants right now
is…more. It’s just that…
“Hey, Seras…before we go any further, there’s something we have to talk
about.” She raised her head, and I tried to explain. “Erika said it once, right?
That I don’t have much interest in girls.”
Seras waited quietly for me to continue.
“I really treasure my relationship with my foster parents, but I had real
parents too. I hated them…but they both really liked each other. It’s not like they
made me watch them do stuff, but they also didn’t care where I was when they
did that kind of stuff around the house. Which they did, a lot.”
I was purposely vague, but Seras, hugging her right arm to her chest,
seemed to understand.
“I see,” she said.
“The way they looked…their voices. It’s all still stuck in my head,” I told
her. “I hate them so much. When I think of the things they did to bring
themselves joy, I…I find it sickening. That’s why when it comes to anything
sexual, the first thing that comes to my mind is disgust. I’ve been unconsciously
trying to chase all those thoughts from my mind. I think… I know it isn’t
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The next day I went to Lis, to tell her that our journey together was at an
end. I had considered leaving without telling her, but decided against it.
She was sad at first, but eventually she accepted it. Seras’ experience with
the princess came to mind.
“We never got the chance to say our goodbyes.”
Seras used to carry that unpleasant feeling with her, but now that she’s
gotten to say her goodbyes it’s like a weight has been lifted from her shoulders.
That’s why I think we need to make time for Lis to say her farewells too.
Well, not like this means we’re never going to see each other again
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tendency to push themselves too hard. I guess being a leader means I have to
know when to tell my people to rest as well as when to fight.”
Doesn’t matter how exhausted they are—if I tell them to do something,
any one of them will do it.
“Especially Slei right now. I want to give her at least another full day’s
rest. She’s the one that worked the hardest in our rescue mission to save the
princess, after all.”
And she’s the one I pushed the hardest.
“I thought about leaving her here with you,” I went on. “To be honest, I’m
actually still on the fence about it.”
I lightly bumped the back of my head against the wall with a thunk.
“But when I think about what’s to come, having Slei by our side could be
the difference between victory and defeat.”
“So Slei’s irreplaceable, but Eve isn’t, eh?”
“Yeah.”
Eve’s sight and hearing are amazing, and I’ve relied on her senses, but I
can actually do the same things she can—just not as well.
“Just the same with Seras and Piggymaru—Slei’s abilities aren’t
something we can do without.”
“Well, I’m sure it’ll be fine.” Erika made a little Hup! noise as she lightly
hopped up to sit on the windowsill. “I know that Slei is close with Lis, but I can
see that you and Seras are still her favorites. I think it would be much harder for
Slei to part with you two. But, from my observations, Slei isn’t as tired as you
think she is. She appears even tougher now than she did when you first set out
on your journey through the northern reaches of the Land of the Golden-eyed
Monsters. There’s something fundamentally different about her. She isn’t like
other monsters.”
Slei was only born recently—less than six months have passed since then.
She still has room to grow, I suppose? She’s already so powerful now…
“But I don’t intend to push her too hard again if I can help it. This journey
is for me—this is my revenge. If I’m going to ask her to go past her limits, I’ve
gotta try to exceed my own first.”
Erika shrugged. “That’s exactly why everyone ends up wanting to help
you, you know. That said, you’re welcome to stay here and rest for as long as
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you like.”
“I appreciate it. And, well…I think I do want to give Seras and Piggymaru
a little more time to rest.”
Slow and steady wins the race. If we’re not so exhausted, it’ll make us
more efficient in everything we do. Rest is an important factor in all things.
“When it comes to Seras, I think her nerves were on edge all the way up
until she got to meet the princess yesterday.”
It’s not just physical tiredness—she needs a mental break too.
Erika watched from the window as Seras crouched down, and gently held
Lis in her arms.
“Hey, Too-ka,” she said after a brief pause, turning to look at me. “Did
something happen between you and Seras last night?”
“We just re-confirmed what both of us think. That’s about it.”
“Mm-hmm…”
“…”
“…”
“Anyway, Erika…”
“Yeah?”
“There’s something I’ve been wanting to ask—although it’s mostly just
out of curiosity, to be honest. If you think I’m going too far, feel free to ignore
the question.”
“What’s with all this formality? Of course, I’ll permit you a personal
question.” Erika folded her arms and looked up at me. “So, what does the Lord
of the Flies wish to ask of Erika Anaorbael?”
“I suppose I just wanted to ask…why. That’s all.”
“Why what?”
“Ever since we met—you haven’t smiled once.”
She blinked at the observation, and then looked away.
“Well…” She looked back to me. “That is what interests you?”
“I wondered if it was just your personality, or if there was some deeper
reason behind it.”
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Maybe I wasn’t the only one that noticed—everyone else is probably just
being polite by not asking.
“Living out here on your own for so long, there’s nobody to smile at. You
forget how.” She looked down at the floor, swinging her long, perfectly shapely
legs as she sat on the windowsill. “Well, that’s the official reason. In truth…”
Her legs stopped. “I swore to myself that I would neither smile nor laugh
again while that foul Goddess who stole my potential still had her way with this
world. I swore that the next time I smiled would be when Vicius was beaten to a
pulp so severely she would have no chance of recovering her strength.”
“That’s why when you find something laughable you say ‘ridiculous’
then?”
“Yep.” Erika poked lightly at her thigh with her fingertip.“That’s right.”
It’s a way to stop herself from laughing or smiling when she feels it
coming on.
Ridiculous.
The original meaning of the word doesn’t quite fit her use of it, but to
Erika…I guess it’s a symbol of her resolve.
“So you mean to say you can’t smile so long as Vicius is still out there,
triumphantly walking the continent.”
Erika drew her legs in, and crossed them again. “Well, what do you think?
A very deep reason, or a rather simple one depending on how you look at it,
no?”
“So the reason you’re sending your familiars out to gather information is
less about learning more about the world, and…”
“More to ensure I don’t miss anything concerning Vicius’ current
whereabouts,” the witch said, finishing my sentence.
I see.
“I know you’ve said it a few times now, but you really must hate that
Goddess, huh.”
Erika was silent for a few moments, staring out of the window. But she
wasn’t looking at Seras and the others—her striking eyes were fixed somewhere
else—the Land of the Golden-eyed Monsters, and the outside world that lay
beyond its borders.
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“I intended to make this place my final home. But perhaps I came too
soon. Talking to you, I think I want to enjoy more of the outside world after all.”
But as long as that foul stain upon the land is still out there, she can’t
enjoy a thing.
Erika jumped from the window with a thud.
“That’s all for when my contract with this sacred tree is over, though. I
can’t go running off on adventures with some human right now, Too-ka.”
But maybe with those with longer lifespans like Seras and Lis? I’m going
to be gone by the time she leaves here.
“Guess you’ll have to make do with me coming along as a familiar.”
“I will. Much as it pains me. In any case, I intend to see that smile of
yours before my time here is done.”
I intend to crush Vicius.
“That last line… Too pretentious.” Erika folded her arms, and glared at
me through half-closed eyes.
“Hmph, I don’t mind being thought of as pretentious.”
“Well, how should I put this…” She poked her fingers together and
looked down at the floor. “…Thanks.”
“Hmm? What’s with that strange face you’re making?”
“Eh? Ah, well. It’s just...”
Because I just glimpsed something strange... Something rare—it was just
a moment, but it was the first time I’ve ever seen it happen. I was actually a bit
caught off guard by it.
“You don’t smile, but you do get embarrassed sometimes, huh.”
I figured she wouldn’t show other emotions too.
Erika placed both hands on her hips and leaned forward.
“Of course I do. Come to think of it...” She scowled at me, a slight shade
of embarrassment fading from her face. “I’ve never seen you get flustered,
either.”
Now that you mention it, Erika—you might be right.
After that, Erika showed me the rest of the magical items she had on hand,
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“I see.”
“I’m sure it’s also that each country wants to save them for their own
side.”
“What about the other countries?” I pressed.
“Alion’s store of magical items should be especially large. While Yonato
and Mira have avoided handing over their items, the other countries send theirs
as gifts to Alion.”
Figures.
“So whatever precious items the Wizards’ Guild has in its vaults
essentially belong to the Goddess, right?”
That foul Goddess is robbing these countries blind, but Yonato and Mira
have managed to avoid sending these “offerings” to her. Those two countries
are on the other side of the continent. Is their location an important factor in
all this?
“What’s the chance that private individuals have any of these items?”
Erika shrugged. “Who knows what collectors might have found on their
own. Perhaps the greatest collector is Erika Anaorbael herself.”
I looked up at the mountain of items before us.
“When it comes to personal collections… I don’t think anyone could beat
you.”
After that I asked Erika some questions about the Country at the End of
the World before going out to meet up with everyone.
Eve came over and whispered in my ear. “Lis has lots of things to speak
with you about—she wants to thank you for all you’ve done.”
Come to think of it, we haven’t had the chance to talk alone recently.
I spent the majority of my time before dinner with Lis. She talked about
all kinds of things, and I nodded along, listening as much as I could and
occasionally answering her questions. The things she asked were mostly just
silly or harmless—small talk that whiled the time away.
Even I felt like a burden had been lifted—lighter almost, as if I’d just
gotten a breather. Before I knew it, it was dinner time.
“Thanks for hanging out, Lis,” I said, standing up.
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“N-not at all! I should be the one… P-perhaps I was speaking too much.
But… Thank you for listening, Sir Too-ka.” Lis’ cheeks and eyes softened, and
she looked a little sheepish. “I’m so happy I got to talk with you.”
She looks so much more relieved than she did earlier. She’s like a
different girl from the first time we met. I’m so glad she’s able to smile like this
now, from the bottom of my heart.
“Yeah,” I smiled, “me too.”
After dinner we stayed in the dining room until we felt sleepy enough to
go off to bed. We dropped off one by one, heading to take our baths before
returning to our rooms. Erika had already had a bit too much to drink, and had
retired quite early. Piggymaru and Slei were sleeping in Lis’ room tonight, and
they had just left. Erika had taken her golems with her to bed, and so none of
them were left in the dining room either.
At the end of the night only Seras and were still at the table. There were
still plates left out in front of us.
“Guess we should tidy all this up.”
“I suppose we should, yes.”
We both stood up from our chairs in unison and began to clear the table.
The gentle sound of plates being lifted and stacked filled the room.
“By the way, the room we’re sleeping in…”
“Yeah?”
“It’s much tidier now than it was when we first came, isn’t it?”
“We spent all that time cleaning, just to leave tomorrow. Did you get
enough rest today, by the way?”
“Yes. Physically, and mentally too.”
“Good.”
“Go take your bath first, I’ll do the rest,” I said, once we were almost done
tidying.
“Sir Too-ka.” There was reproach in her voice. She placed her hand over
mine on the dining room table. “No knight in the world has ever gone off to
bathe and left her master to do the dishes.”
“Well, then you can be the first.”
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“…I never expected that this would truly come to pass,” said Seras, as she
sat beside me in the hot water of the bath. We weren’t completely naked; both of
us were wearing bath towels.
I know it’s bad manners to wear towels in hot springs, but this is another
world we’re talking about. We’ve got permission from Erika, too.
“If you don’t want to both be stark naked in there, I’ll prepare some
towels for you. Use them if you feel like it,” she said. “Ah… I’m ever so kind to
you and Seras, aren’t I?”
“Anyway…you were fine with last night, but still embarrassed enough to
wear the towel now?” I asked.
“…It’s strange, yes,” she said, sinking down until the lower part of her
face was underwater and blowing bubbles from her mouth.
So, even Seras Ashrain hides her embarrassment, huh—it’s kind of
refreshing to see.
The hot water was almost transparent, and I could clearly see the lines of
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“Ah. S-so that’s what that was about. I apologize for interpreting your
actions in the wrong way.” Seras’ expression turned serious again. “But you’re
right… being brawny and muscular isn’t the only way one is able to draw out
their strength. In the truest sense, remaining supple and flexible in one’s body is
the best way to train. Or at least so I have heard.”
“I think I’ve heard something similar.”
Mostly from martial arts manga in my case, though.
“You aren’t exactly big and muscular yourself, are you, Sir Too-ka?”
“I think that’s because I have my stat modifiers. It seems those numbers
hardly do anything to affect my outward appearance.”
“That’s very interesting. I do agree that your muscles haven’t developed
in proportion to your growing strength.”
Her love of literature and knowledge must be aching to find out the reason
why.
“Want to touch them?” I asked.
“If you insist.” She gave my bicep a light squeeze. “Ahem, Sir Too-ka.”
“Eh?”
“If you would, like, please feel free to touch mine as well. Touch me
wherever you like. You…just surprised me when you touched me earlier and I
responded the way I did due to misunderstanding your intentions.”
I can touch you wherever I want then, huh.
“…”
“…”
A strange atmosphere settled over the room. I wasn’t quite sure how to
place it.
“What’s happening here? I can’t tell if this is turning me on or not.”
Seras blushed and looked down at the water, looking a little remorseful.
“…Ah, yes.”
“We should probably get out soon, huh.”
“…Yes.”
And so passed our last night in the witch’s house before our departure.
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It was noon the next day when we came up to the surface, our preparations
for departure finished. We were outside the hut by the lake we’d used to enter
the witch’s domain—Erika, Eve and Lis were there to see us off.
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“Squee!”
Piggymaru poked out from my robes, echoing her sentiment.
It was the right call to delay leaving another day, Slei and Piggymaru
both seem much better rested now than they did yesterday.
“I expect we’ll meet again. I’ll be waiting,” said Eve, drawing herself up
to her full height, and folding her arms.
“I’ll come back to visit, at least, once all this is over.”
Eve nodded. “I’m counting on it, my master.”
“Good.” I turned back to the forest. “Right, then.”
I touched the transmission crystal on the back of Slei’s neck.
“Time to get going.”
We trotted away from the lakeside hut, riding Slei in her second stage of
transformation. Seras rode behind me in the saddle, her arms lightly wrapped
around my hips and her body against mine. When we’d discussed who should
ride in front before we departed, Seras suggested it should be me. We could now
ride double on Slei’s back, and could move faster than we had on our journey
into the Land of the Golden-eyed Monsters from the south.
“The Country at the End of the World, huh.”
I muttered the name of our destination as I checked the nearby forest for
monsters. Seras shifted about a little behind me.
“I was surprised too to hear that it really exists… A hidden country of
demi-humans and monsters.”
Didn’t Eve say she thought it was just a legend?
“You can only get into the country with this key that Erika gave me, or
with one of those divine beasts or whatever she called them. I hear there are two
left on the continent but…nobody knows where they are, or if they’re even still
currently alive.”
Even if we make it inside this country, there’s no guarantee we’ll make it
out alive. It’s a country for those hiding themselves away from the world. Will
they really just let us leave once we know of their existence? That’s why I think
we’re going to need some way to earn their trust.
“I don’t know how much effect Erika’s name is going to have on them.”
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“Lady Erika did mention that if their king has remained the same all these
years, they would be sure to help us…”
“If their king has stayed the same, that is.”
Right now we still don’t know the outlook of those living in this Country at
the End of the World. Are they hostile to the goddess? How do they feel about
the root of all evil? How will they even react when they see a human?
I looked down.
Could it be that Piggymaru and Slei will be surprisingly useful in proving
I have good relationships with monsters? They might be good examples to
demonstrate that.
“In any case, I need the help of the Forbidden Words Clan to learn how to
use forbidden magic.”
I glanced down at the saddlebags strapped to Slei’s back, one of which
contained the three Scrolls of Forbidden Magic.
Magic that the Goddess herself forbade. I need to know what it is exactly,
because that’ll dictate how I can use it in my strategies. Depending on how I
look at it, my journey might be closer to the end than I think. I’m going to meet
with the Forbidden Words Clan and learn forbidden magic…then I’m going to
use it to crush that foul Goddess. That’s all that’s left for me to do.
I just need to eliminate all obstacles in my way and proceed on.
I’m sure Vicius intends to keep everyone right in the palm of her hand. But
the Goddess herself is dancing to our tune already. The only remaining question
is how far she’ll fall for our tricks. The existence of our Lord of the Flies
Brigade will only make her more worried.
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SOGOU AYAKA
S OGOU AYAKA AND THE OTHER HEROES from the southern front,
accompanied by a small detachment of soldiers, returned temporarily to Alion.
The rest of the southern army continued on without them
to Shinad, capital of Magar. Stories of the fierce battle at the White
Citadel of Protection reached the country ahead of them.
From what I hear, it wasn’t just our front that faced intense fighting...
Many of the soldiers on other fronts had been forced into awful battles. In
most cases, victory had been pyrrhic at best. The southern army was the same.
Considering the number of casualties, it was hard for any of the soldiers to
celebrate their accomplishments as any kind of triumph.
…But there were bright spots.
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response. After the wailing was done, his shoulders started shaking, and he
crouched back down in the corner. Luckily, he had no visible injuries to speak
of.
But when Ayaka saw him next, he was transformed—it was as if he were
a completely different person. He was so changed that Ayaka wasn’t even able
to find the words to say to him. He returned with the rest to Alion, but
disappeared the moment they arrived at the castle.
Yasu Tomohiro was found on the plains, some way away from the White
Citadel of Protection. His discovery came a while after Oyamada’s, so he hadn’t
accompanied the others on their return trip. He was currently traveling back to
Alion with another escort of soldiers, according to the news they had received by
magical war pigeon. Apparently, he had cooked and eaten the horse he had
ridden away on, unable to stave off his hunger any longer.
“Late... You’re late...!” The soldier that found him reported him as
saying, “I am an elite hero, survivor of the southern army! The last hope of the
alliance! An A-class hero no less! Send for her at once! Use your brains, you
know who I mean! The Goddess! Tell her Yasu Tomohiro’s fingers require
immediate treatment!”
Aside from his severed fingers, he was unhurt. From what he had said
when he was located, it seemed that Yasu thought that Ayaka was already dead.
Despite everything, they’re both still alive. It’s a wonder that they
survived at all. Those we’ve yet to hear from are Kashima-san and the others on
the western front.
Ayaka was especially concerned about Kashima Kobato—there had been
no news yet concerning her safety. Ayaka had heard reports that the capital of
Yonato had been turned into a battleground, and that they had suffered
devastating losses there.
Kashima-san, Asagi-san... I hope everyone is safe.
“Oh my, oh my. My my my, all of you did wonderfully!” The Goddess
Vicius appeared before them. “What marvelous results, even exceeding my
expectations! Wonderful! I was so moved to hear the reports! Oh yes, so
moved!”
Ayaka and the other heroes stood in the inner courtyard of the castle, a
place they had visited many times before departing for their respective fronts.
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The Goddess stood looking over them all with a hint of nostalgia. There used to
be more of them standing there before her—the Dragonslayer, the Four Holy
Elders…
The Sabre-Toothed Tigers aren’t here—they were on the western front. I
wonder what happened to them? Nyantan-san isn’t here, either. Come to think of
it, I haven’t seen her once since we returned.
“Sogou-san in particular!” The Goddess beamed at Ayaka, and clapped
her hands together, then approached and took Ayaka’s hands in hers.
“That S-class ranking of yours is certainly not just for show, is it?! To say
nothing of the humanoid types, I could never have dreamed you would slice an
Inner Circle Demon, Second of the Sworn in two! May I speak honestly? I
always had confidence in you. My strictness with you was from a desire to
awaken your abilities sooner! Congratulations on acquiring your unique skill,
true to the S-class name!”
The Goddess poked and prodded with her words. But then—she stopped,
like someone had hit pause on a video. Her wide smile froze in place. “Or did
you really expect me to be so brazen?”
She paused again, frozen in place, emotionless.
“Oh ho ho, that would have been far more familiar, even for me. I was so
terribly mean to you Sogou-san. But to completely ignore my past behavior and
to suddenly change my tune upon your awakening would be…that would be
quite gauche, wouldn’t it?”
Vicius brought her hands behind her back, leaned forward a little, and
smiled. “It’s quite all right, I regret my actions from the bottom of my heart.”
The Goddess leaned back up to her full height, and after straightening her
back, bowed her head deeply.
“I’m sorry, truly I am. Perhaps it was my clouded vision that prevented
me from seeing the hidden talents you possess. Well, the root of all this of
course was your cruel behavior to me after the summoning, that left me ever so
hurt and confused. But I am a Goddess after all. I must admit to my faults, even
when I am not in the wrong, and have the generosity to apologize at times such
as these. I truly am sorry, Sogou-san.”
She raised her head and smiled again. “Let us let bygones be bygones, and
together defeat the Demon King hand in hand as friends, shall we not? My
apologies. It’s all water under the bridge now, isn’t it? Haah...”
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The Goddess sighed with relief, and placed a hand to her chest.
“I’m so glad you’re clever enough to agree with me, Sogou-san, deeply I
am. I see now that this is what it means to be class representative, is it not? Your
reason for defeating the Demon King is to protect your friends. Of course! Oh,
how laudable of you! Fighting not for me, but for your classmates. I can truly,
deeply respect that.”
It was the first time Ayaka had ever been on the receiving end of such
paper-thin respect. But it wasn’t as if the Goddess’ difficult personality was
anything new.
“If that’s the case then, Goddess—” she began.
“Yes yes, let us work together from now on,” interrupted the Goddess.
“Considering our mutual forgiveness, might I make one request?” Ayaka
asked.
“Oh, we’re on to that already are we? How…greedy of you.”
“I would like to request treatment,” Ayaka continued, undeterred. The
Goddess’ eyebrows arched in reply, but there was no warmth there.
“Eh? Treatment for whom, I wonder?”
“Banewolf-san, Agit-san, Oyamada-kun, and Yasu-kun… You healed
Sakura-san’s hand when it was severed in the Enchanted Bone Ruins and
returned it to normal. Could you treat them in the same way you treated her?”
“Ah, I see. You really are always thinking of others, Sogou-san! That
never changes. I expected more arrogance, or for you to be drunk on power
perhaps—ah, but no… Even though making a request of a Goddess is rather
arrogant by nature, depending on one’s perspective…” She gave a wry smile,
and placed a hand to her mouth. “My, my, there I go again letting remarks like
those slip out, and ruining the mood. Oh hoh hoh, don’t pay it any mind. You
don’t mind, do you?”
Ayaka ignored her provocations and pressed her. “Can you do it?”
The Goddess froze up for a moment before answering.
“Hmm, not that I couldn’t, of course…but Oyamada-san’s issue appears
to be mental in nature. Not something that will be easily treated. In addition…
well, my Heal does have some side effects.”
“Side effects?”
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“My ability can heal almost any injury, no matter how severe. But it
sometimes causes those I cast it upon to fall into a deep sleep. I cannot guarantee
when they will awaken.” She yawned, covering her mouth with her hand as she
went on. “Of course it’s not for certain that any particular person I heal will be
put to sleep. I have myself yet to comprehend the factors that lead some to
succumb to it, and others to remain entirely unaffected. Some awaken after only
a short rest—but it’s certainly true that the more severe one’s injuries, the higher
the chance of a prolonged resting period.”
So her ability is divine, but not all powerful, then. Some even die before
they awaken—it’s essentially a gamble. But this means there’s a high probability
that Bane-san and Agit-san are going to have to recover for a long time, doesn’t
it? Does that mean that we shouldn’t rely on the Goddess to treat their injuries?
“If we’re confronting the reality of our situation and not getting lost in our
ideals, it is a waste of resources and manpower to care for those we cannot even
be sure will ever awaken. That is why I do not wish to rely on Heal where
possible. More than all that, it does also rather wear on me personally… It tires
me out you, see.”
The Goddess took a short breath, as if she were trying to sidestep
something troublesome.
“Particularly when it comes to you heroes, it’s no good to have you
sleeping here while the source of all evil is still out there. If heroes are seriously
injured just when they are most needed to fight, I do hesitate over whether they
are worth saving. Even though it pains me ever so much to make the choice.”
She lowered her eyebrows, showing a complete lack of actual concern.
“With the lower class heroes I can somewhat understand, but the S-class
heroes? What was the point in summoning you, if only to send you to sleep?
Now then, what is it I can do to satisfy you, Sogou-san?”
I heard that it’s a miracle Agit is alive—his condition is still unstable.
“I would like to ask you to treat Agit-san.”
“Understood. But you owe me one.”
“And Banewolf-san and Yasu-kun are still conscious. I’d like you to
consider healing them, if they each agree after having the side-effects explained
to them.”
The Goddess’ eyes narrowed, her golden pupils staring down at Ayaka,
who was supporting herself with a crutch.
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“Ah, but listen, Kirihara-kun,” Ayaka said, changing the subject. “I’m
sure you’ve already heard but… Oyamada-kun, he—”
“Word has reached these ears of mine, Sogou.”
“Yes, he’s very—”
“Killed an Inner Circle Demon did you?” Kirihara asked, cutting her off.
“Eh?” She was taken aback. He wasn’t talking about Oyamada just now?
“A big one, too. Second of the Sworn, they say. If it was meant as some
show to demonstrate your current stats, then far be it for me to stop you.”
“If you’re, like, worried about the gap between the class rep’s stats and
yours, just come out and say it,” Takao Itsuki broke in, as if she were talking to
herself.
Kirihara swept his bangs back, a stunned expression on his face. “You
don’t get it, Itsuki. It’s obvious. Sogou only defeated the Second of the Sworn,
whereas I sent that Demon King packing with his tail between his legs. The gap
between us is plain as day. It surpasses blinding in how obvious it is.”
Ayaka’s discomfort continued—is Kirihara not even worried about
Oyamada Shougo?
She looked at Kirihara’s group lined up behind her. When he first
appeared they had all made to run to him, but now she saw them hesitating.
“Hey, class rep, heard you’ve finally got a unique skill now, huh?” Itsuki
asked Ayaka.
“Eh? Yes, well…”
“Heh, Kirihara, like, totally can’t talk down to you anymore can he?”
“Me?!” Kirihara stopped rubbing the back of his neck with his hand, and
looked over at Itsuki uncomfortably. “Your memory is too short, Itsuki. Stop
making up convenient lies to suit yourself.”
“Shut up already!” Itsuki glared back at him. “Tryna make out like you
were the only one who made the Demon King retreat. Aneki was the real one
who—”
“It’s okay, Itsuki,” Hijiri stopped her.
“But Aneki!”
“It’s true that Kirihara-kun’s newly leveled unique skill is what pushed
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“Anyway, like…” Itsuki put both hands on the back of her head. “You
beat up one of those Inner Circle Demon thingys then, right, class rep? How
much didya level up?”
“Right now my level is…”
Come to think of it, what level am I?
Everything had been such a blur after her fight with the demon, she had
forgotten to even check. “Status Open.”
Only the Goddess and each of the heroes themselves were able to check
their stats, so Ayaka had to say the number out loud.
“Let’s see…it says that I’m Level 499—”
Whoosh…Clink!
“Eh?!”
Ayaka’s body reacted without her even thinking—but that was a mistake.
She moved as if she were fresh and battle-ready, but the pain that raced through
her body told her she wasn’t.
“Kirihara-kun, you…” It was Hijiri—there was a note of accusation in her
voice.
Ayaka looked up to see Kirihara’s blade, frozen in place right before her
eyes.
No…he didn’t stop—he was blocked.
Hijiri stood by Ayaka’s side, her longsword unsheathed and held up
horizontally in front of her.
Ayaka’s heart was beating fast. What just happened?
Kirihara had suddenly tried to slash at her—and Hijiri had jumped in front
of her with her own sword, parrying the blow. Cold sweat poured from Ayaka’s
body.
Not as cold as Hijiri’s gaze, which was sharp and questioning as she
looked at Kirihara. Any warmth in her voice was gone when she asked, “What
were you intending with that attack, Kirihara-kun?”
That attack just now, Kirihara-kun, he… There was clear murderous
intent behind it.
He slowly drew back his sword, and placed it back in its sheath. “It’s
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you know?! When you left, it was, like, super dangerous out there! You didn’t
hear about any of that?!”
Kirihara frowned and looked at Murota in silence.
“You don’t have anything to say for yourself?” Murota said.
“She was lucky to have survived,” Kirihara replied eventually. “But from
here on out things are going to get even tougher…”
“You’re wrong!”
“…”
“Can’t you see?! Or are you ignoring it on purpose?!” Murota stuck her
hand out wildly behind her to gesture to the rest of Kirihara’s group. “Ikumi’s
gone!”
Kirihara turned his head to the side.
“I see. A dropout, then,” he said after several seconds had passed.
Murota’s expression crumpled, her face twisted. “What the hell…? That’s
your reaction?! I knew it, there’s something wrong with you. You’ve been weird
ever since we got here, Kirihara!
“Ikumi’s dead, you know?! We, like, don’t even have her body. We
couldn’t even tell which one was her! We can’t just heal her up like we did with
Sakura! You get that?! You remember Ikumi, yeah?! Well, she’s gone now!”
Tears streamed down her face—as if everything she’d been holding back
had broken free all at once.
Ayaka remembered the aftermath of the battle. At first they had all been
overjoyed to hear of Banewolf’s survival, but before long the initial rush had
settled and a wave of loss swept over them. It had been just the same when
Hirooka Akiyoshi and Sakuma Haruhiko, the two boys from Yasu’s group, died
in the stampede.
The death of a classmate—it was both so terribly unreal, yet at the same
time felt as if it opened up a hole in each and every one of their chests. After it
happened, Princess Cattlea assisted them all with the funeral. Many people cried
—even those who hadn’t been all that close to Kariya Ikumi in the old world.
“There’s this young economist guy,” Kirihara turned to Murota—there
was an admonishing tone in his voice. “Friend of my parents. He has a channel
with over 200,000 subscribers—and there’s this thing he once said. The more
willing countries are to cut their losses with dropouts, the faster they grow. And
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those who allocate resources to the dropouts just make the whole country poorer
and poorer for everyone else, apparently.”
“What?! I have no idea what you’re blabbering about right now! I mean
what…economics stuff?! That’s got nothing to do with Ikumi being dead!”
“I mean that instead of wailing and whining every little time someone
dies, you should use that time more productively and improve yourself. Wasn’t
that obvious?”
Murota closed in on Kirihara, swung her hand back behind her and—
Kirihara caught her wrist before she had the chance to bring it forward in
a slap.
Murota’s nose screwed up and wrinkled.
“This isn’t a joke, Murota! Has Sogou poisoned you?” He clamped down
hard on her wrist.
“Th-that h-hurts…!” Murota’s face twisted in pain.
Itsuki placed a hand on the hilt of the rapier at her waist, ready to draw.
“Stop it. I won’t allow any more of this,” shouted Ayaka.
“You don’t even know what self-defense is?” Kirihara replied.
“Perhaps Murota-san was the first to raise a hand against you. But I want
you to try to understand how she’s feeling right now, even just a little.”
“Spend all your time being considerate to each and every insignificant
person’s feelings, and you’re never going to be a winner,” Kirihara said.
“It’s precisely in times like these that being considerate is so important.”
“You aren’t any different to those idiots who think they can solve every
problem with effort and determination, are you? Remember the past world. The
winners back there were all those who never cared for one second about other
people’s feelings. If you want to win, you just need to show strength. Quit letting
rules and ethics get in your way.”
Ayaka prepared to use her kyokugen technique—the only way she’d be
able to move her body in her current state.
I hate having to do this…but there are some things that can’t be
communicated with words alone. I’ve learned that here—in this world. Perhaps,
just once, I need to demonstrate this power to him directly.
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Itsuki stuck out her tongue, the playful gesture at odds with the serious
look in her eyes.
“Anyway Sogou, we’re getting off topic—turns out they survived then,
eh,” said Kirihara.
We’re finally back to talking about Oyamada Shougo then.
“How was Seras Ashrain in person? Just like the portraits?”
Eh?
“I hear she’s in some group called the Lord of the Flies Brigade now?
Tch…she’s put herself in completely the wrong company, hasn’t she.”
What is he talking about?
“I hear that the Lord of the Flies or whatever his name is took down the
First of the Sworn. It’s really starting to stand out what a disgrace to their own
name these Inner Circle Demons are.”
“I don’t think that’s true. The Inner Circle Demons were fearsome
enemies.”
“Hmm, possibly. But they lost to someone who wasn’t even a hero—
that’s more than enough to conclude that they were nothing more than pathetic
wimps. If this cursed-magic power is bound by the laws of this world, then it’s
got a barrier to its strength.
“And anyone calling themselves a Lord isn’t a true king, anyway. Tch…
Him and Seras are both big fishes in their own tiny little pond.” He placed his
hand on his sword. “It will be left up to me to show them both just how out of
their depth they really are.”
Ayaka and the other heroes waited in the square until a servant of the
Goddess arrived to convey her orders. They were told to return to their
dormitory and remain on standby, and also given several instructions and other
cautions in the meantime. They were also informed that there would be an
investigation in due course concerning the Lord of the Flies Brigade.
Kirihara wasn’t present to hear any of it. He left the square after his
incident with Ayaka.
“Hey, the Goddess said we’re s’posed to, like, wait here for orders!”
Itsuki had called out to him as he walked away.
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Ayaka sat in her private room. The sun had set, and Takao Hijiri had come
to visit. There was a table before them, and their chairs were set so close
together that their shoulders almost touched. Hijiri was writing something
quickly with her pen on a notepad in front of her.
“It sounds like your side had quite the tough time of it,” she said.
They were exchanging information—apparently the notepad and pen were
in Hijiri’s uniform pocket when she had been teleported to this world.
Smartphones can’t connect to the internet or charge up here, but analog
items like pens still work…until their ink runs out. Still, in another world like this
that notepad and pen look almost out of place.
“But Belzegea-san, the one I mentioned earlier—he helped us avoid the
worst-case scenario I believe,” Ayaka replied.
The worst-case scenario: the complete destruction of all the southern
front armies and the White Citadel of Protection. All our classmates wiped away
along with it.
“Hmm.”
“Hijiri-san?”
“This Belzegea character…where do you think he stands, Sogou-san? It
does seem he isn’t with the Demon King, given the Inner Circle Demon he
killed,” noted Hijiri.
“Seras-san was with him, so I thought he might be an ally of Cattlea-
san’s.”
“They vanished after the battle, didn’t they?”
“Yes, so I heard. Went north I think.”
Hijiri pressed the back of her pen to her lips in thought. It was a small
gesture, but strangely captivating in its own way. Her long eyelashes tilted down
ever so slightly to the table, and her thin lips looked healthy and lush.
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“Their group didn’t join up with the Princess of Neah after the battle then.
That implies Seras Ashrain can’t return to Neah as things stand—or there’s some
reason that prevents her from doing so.” Hijiri stopped for a moment. “Tell me
more about Belzegea. What was he like?”
Ayaka relayed everything she could of their conversation together, and her
impression of him. Hijiri’s pen raced across the notepad, quick but never
scrawling. Her writing was clear and beautiful.
“Hard to know whether he’s an enemy or an ally…or if he might become
a friend to us in the future.”
“I did feel he was someone I could trust.”
“When someone reaches out a hand to help them in a time of great danger,
most humans do tend to end up trusting that person. There are even conditions
like Stockholm syndrome—human emotions and impressions can change at the
drop of a hat when dramatic events are involved. One day someone might be
lifted up, praised in interviews and on television, but after a single scandal their
reputation falls to rock bottom in an instant. Have you ever seen this happen?”
“…I might have, yes.”
There was this one celebrity who was supremely popular, until one night it
seemed everybody chose them as the target of their criticism.
“Be careful, if you’re only able to look at things from a one-dimensional
perspective you’re far more vulnerable to deception.” Hijiri sighed. “I apologize,
I’ve gotten off topic. So Belzegea—he may be an ally of Neah, but not
necessarily on the side of the Sacred Alliance.”
“Ahem, you mean—”
“I mean that he’s not necessarily a friend of ours,” Hijiri finished.
Ayaka’s eyes dropped, and she folded her hands in her lap. “I would like
to avoid fighting against him, if possible…” she said.
“I’m not saying he’s necessarily an enemy. You could even say that
Kirihara-kun is much more openly hostile.”
“Hey, Hijiri-san.” Ayaka clasped her hands together, and was silent for a
few moments. Hijiri waited quietly for her to continue. “The things that
Kirihara-kun says… Do you think he’s right?”
“Since you’re asking me, may I take it you have you’ve been somewhat
taken in by his arguments?”
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“Eh? Ah… I don’t know. I think maybe I’m still just naive. That maybe
that soft part of me is what got Ikumi-san killed.”
If I had only awoken my kyokugen techinque sooner, we wouldn’t have
lost so many.
Is this all because I’ve been too soft?
“You’re right—and you’re wrong,” said Hijiri, watching Ayaka punish
herself. She spun the pen in her hand. “Peoples’ sympathies change depending
on their positions, it’s natural. We’re subjective creatures, through and through.
That’s why there are people like Kirihara-kun who think that because they’re the
ones in power, they’ll never be dealt a losing hand. In Kirihara-kun’s case he
always assumes that he’ll never become one of those dropouts he speaks of. I
think it will be rather difficult for him, should he happen to end up in that group
at some time in the future.”
Hijiri was silent for a while, then tapped the end of her pen twice against
her lower lip. “But I think perhaps that wasn’t the answer you were looking for,”
she said at last.
“No, it’s fine. Thank you for giving it so much thought, Hijiri-san.”
“I think you should continue to believe in what you think is right until the
very end, Sogou-san.”
“What I think is right…”
“From what I have observed, many of our classmates now follow you
—rely on you. For now, isn’t that answer enough to your question?” Hijiri
continued, “Perfection does not exist in this world. There is nothing we can do,
except the best that we can. Limited creatures as humans are, I believe that is
enough.”
“Hijiri-san…” Ayaka let slip a little laugh. “Thank you.”
“You’re welcome,” she replied indifferently, and continued with her
questions. “Given the general mood, may I take it that Nihei-kun, Murota-san,
and all the others are going to be joining your group?”
After the servant of the Goddess had dismissed them in the square, it had
been Ayaka who went to speak with them personally, asking Murota, Nihei, and
all the others behind them if they wished to join her.
“Those two groups were both abandoned by their leaders after all,” noted
Hijiri.
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“Yasu’s alive, but Nihei and the others said they didn’t want to work with
him anymore. Murota and her group said much the same—that they want to be
with me.”
“What’s Yasu-kun going to do?” asked Hijiri.
“I’m going to try to invite him. It would really help to have another A-
class hero with us. Well, it’s not just that... Unless I offer, he’ll be left out there
alone, an outcast.”
Hijiri sighed. “I respect you.”
“Eh?”
“And while it might be rather interfering of me …”
Hijiri proceeded to make suggestions. First, that Ayaka’s group be divided
into smaller squads, with a sub-leader for each. Suou Kayako to lead Suou
squad, Nihei Yukitaka to lead Nihei squad and Murota Erii to lead Murota
squad. Hijiri noted that it would likely be difficult for those who weren’t
particularly good friends to co-operate together.
“I would also advise that you decide on a lieutenant to make decisions in
your place should you be unable to lead the whole group yourself. Personally I
would recommend Suou-san.”
“I agree, Suou-san can be counted on.”
She’s grown so much now. I only learned recently that apparently Asagi
reached out to try and recruit her. She gave clear instructions to keep everyone
together in the last battle. I’m so glad that Suou-san came to be a part of my
group. But I wonder what it was that drew her to me in the first place?
She hadn’t been one of the dropouts, heroes scheduled for disposal by the
Goddess, Ayaka recalled. Her mind went back to the old world. Suou Kayaka
didn’t seem like she had a lot of close friends in class—that of course was one of
the reasons Ayaka used to talk to her regularly, to see how she was doing.
In any case—I have a lot to thank her for.
They continued their conversation. Ayaka was amazed at how much Hijiri
had discovered, especially that she knew an unusual amount about the other
world in which they now found themselves.
“Did you know there is a large library in the castle?”
“Yes, I did,” said Ayaka.
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Ayaka’s shoulders began to tense up. “I’ll be more careful.” Then she
snickered a little.
“What is it?” Hijiri asked without taking her eyes off the notepad.
“Well, it’s just I think I understand now why Itsuki likes you so much.”
Itsuki had looked well enough, but was apparently fatigued and was
asleep in her room.
“We’re the same age, and yet you seem older than me. Almost like a big
sister I can go to for advice.” Ayaka had no older sister of her own, but had
always wanted one.
“We are twins, and so the difference is simply which of us came out first
at birth. But I suppose being consistently treated as the eldest by my younger
sister during our childhood has shaped me.”
“Hey, Hijiri-san.” Ayaka’s expression was serious now. “What you said
earlier, about the groups…I think you’d be better than me at leading everyone.”
“Impossible.”
Ayaka was a little taken back at the speed of her rejection.
Hijiri clarified, “You may not realize it, but there are many students who
have taken a disliking to us sisters.”
“That’s not true! Or I don’t think it is, anyway… Even so, I think if they
all just learn more about you, then—”
“Aside from each person’s individual preferences, there exists a certain
harmony within each group. Those entering from the outside can upset the
balance, even though they have no intention of doing so. Don’t underestimate
that fact. Adding us to your group now will ruin its balance completely—of that,
I am sure.”
She went on. “Some relationships work best when there is a suitable
distance between all parties. I do intend to help us all return to the old world, of
course.”
“I understand. I won’t try to force you.”
“I know it took a lot of courage to ask. My apologies.”
“No…I’m more than happy to hear that you’re willing to help. It’s okay.
Just so long as we don’t let anyone else die, and make it back to the old world,
then I…”
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Ayaka suddenly realized that Hijiri was staring at her, as if trying to work
something out.
“Sogou-san. This is just a hypothetical, but—”
Hijiri’s searching eyes were now fixed on the door. She wrote something
down and then slid the notepad over to Ayaka.
“Just work with me,” the note said.
“…If I were to tell you that I have romantic feelings for you, what would
you say?”
“Eh?!”
Ayaka noticed Hijiri’s eyes were trying to tell her something—she was
looking at the door.
Ah, I get it. There’s someone outside. I can feel their presence. That’s the
reason Hijiri wants me to go along with what she’s saying.
Ayaka took a deep breath before answering.
“I-It would all be so sudden, that…I-, well…I’m at a loss for how to
answer.”
Hijiri smiled at her.
Wow…
Ayaka was captivated, despite herself.
She must be smiling like that because that’s the way she wanted me to
respond.
“I have no intention of pressing you for an answer right away. I simply
wished for you to be aware of my feelings. I might begin attempting to close that
distance between us in small ways moving forward—unless you have any
objection?”
“Eh-ehm…I don’t know. This is all happening so fast…I haven’t had any
time to think about how I feel.”
“Am I bothering you?”
“It’s not that, i-it’s just…ahem.”
Is it because of that smile from earlier?
Ayaka knew Hijiri was acting, and yet—there was a strange tingling in the
beating of her heart that just wouldn’t stop.
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Ah, but this might make my reactions to her advances sound more
convincing.
She felt something strange about how clear-headed she was managing to
be about this.
Hijiri made to stand up from her chair. “Wait a moment. This is
important…I’ll go and check there’s nobody in the hallway listening in.”
Ayaka felt the presence moving away as Hijiri walked to the door, then
turned back to the table to take a seat once more.
“Nice work, Sogou-san.”
“Would you mind explaining that to me?”
“That was to create a misunderstanding. I might be coming to meet with
you more often from now on. I would rather my actions not be viewed with
suspicion.”
“Ah, then that’s why you…”
“So long as the rumor that I have a romantic interest in you spreads, we
can convince others that my attraction is the reason why the two of us are
meeting more often.”
Hijiri-san’s probably plotting something—throwing the Goddess off her
scent.
“I was a little surprised, though,” said Ayaka.
“I’m sorry, it was unreasonable to ask that of you so suddenly.”
“Well, that was certainly part of it,” said Ayaka, letting slip a laugh. “But
you can smile after all, can’t you Hijiri-san?”
“I’m not good at forcing smiles for others, but I’m not incapable of
smiling when I feel like it, you know?”
“I see.”
“My smiles are natural. Cultivated smiles are convenient, and there’s a
demand for them out there in the world. I simply am not good at cultivating
them.”
“Heh heh, that’s an interesting way to think about it.”
Hijiri placed a hand on her cheek, and looked at Ayaka with warmth in her
eyes. “So much of you is natural as well, isn’t it?”
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Chapter 3:
Dark
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The problem with the last enhancement solution was simple—getting hold
of the necessary ingredients. There were lists in the page margins of where each
ingredient could be found, but each had been crossed out, until finally at the end
of the exhausted lists was written: “Currently unobtainable. Experiment success,
but further replication too difficult to proceed.”
The ingredients came from a monster named a “purple beetle”—there was
a picture of the creature and a helpful guide to which parts were needed in the
book. I checked with Erika but she didn’t have one in her collection, and had no
idea where we might find one.
“Sorry, but I don’t know. I’d love to get one of them myself in fact, if you
ever do catch one,” she’d said.
“It’s a rare monster,” I mused, “but there’s a chance there might be a
purple beetle in this big mixing pot of monsters we find ourselves in now. I
haven’t seen one so far, though.”
“I have been on the lookout, but have not yet located one yet,” said Seras.
“There’s a chance they’re just completely extinct now.”
I should maybe just assume Piggymaru’s last enhancement solution isn’t
happening for the time being.
“Let’s get some rest, morning comes early,” I said.
“Understood.”
We don’t have Eve’s map to help us get our bearings anymore, but
Erika’s map is coming in handy in its place. There are buildings and slopes on
here that we can use as a guide to keep from getting lost.
The next morning, we stepped out of the ruins and headed west.
“Almost halfway there, I’d say,” I said, looking at the ruined building in
front of us and comparing it with the one on the map.
The halfway point. Since we started at the witch’s house in the inner
depths, I don’t think we can really consider ourselves to be deep in the Land of
the Golden-eyed Monsters anymore.
The location of the Country at the End of the World wasn’t marked on my
map—I decided to remember the place that Erika pointed to with her finger
before we left instead. I was worried that someone might get a hold of this map
with the location marked.
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“Would you like to use this building for tonight?” asked Seras.
The door looked to be closed with the usual mana crystal—one of the few
safe places to be found in the Land of the Golden-eyed Monsters, assuming it
was empty. We steered clear of any building that looked like an entrance to
some underground ruins.
“I’d like to give Slei some rest, yeah. Somewhere she doesn’t have to
worry about getting attacked in the night. This place looks good.”
“Squee?”
Piggymaru realized something; Slei turned in the direction of the presence
too. It was coming closer.
“…A squirrel?” I said.
It looked just like a regular squirrel. They were few and far between, but
there were some of the animals I was accustomed to seeing in the old world
living here in the forest.
Suddenly the squirrel stopped, and rolled over, showing us its belly.
“Oh, it’s Erika.”
Before we departed we agreed on a number of different signals that Erika
could use with her familiars to communicate with us. This was one of them.
I took out the communication scroll from my backpack and spread it out
on the ground. The squirrel sat up and approached it.
“Are you one of Erika’s familiars?”
“Squeak!”
Seras bent down to take a closer look, breathing a sigh of relief. “I’m glad
to see you’ve recovered enough to use your familiars, Lady Erika.”
“Squeak!”
“Let’s talk once we’re inside, eh?” I looked at the building behind us.
We opened the door and walked in. The room was built like a storehouse
with shelves stacked up against the walls. All were empty now. There were also
no signs of life or monsters inside, no hidden doors or passageways. It looked to
be a fine place to spend the night, apart from the dustiness.
Safe for now, I looked down at the luggage we’d brought with us and
picked out a bed sheet to spread out on the floor, and unfurled the letter scroll on
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top of it.
“Squeak!”
The little squirrel, sensing its time had come, scurried onto the scroll and
—
“Ah, wait a second.”
“Squeak?”
Seras sat upright, with her legs folded neatly underneath her. She skillfully
caught the squirrel in her hands and placed the animal softly onto her lap before
beginning to wash its feet with a clean piece of cloth.
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“I do apologize for taking such liberties, but I believe if we are to use that
scroll multiple times in the future, then we must not dirty it. Stay nice and still if
you please, this will only take a moment.”
Once the little squirrel’s feet were clean, it clambered back onto the scroll.
It began spelling out its message, one letter at a time. It took a while, but
we had more than enough time before we needed to go to sleep. Eventually—
just when Slei was really drifting off—the squirrel’s first report was done.
“So, all the groups except Ikusaba Asagi’s have returned to Alion, huh?
Does it look like they’ll strike out against the Demon King any time soon?”
The squirrel moved to the marker indicating “No.”
“It doesn’t appear that the heroes in Alion will make their move yet. Lady
Erika believes that’s because Sogou-san has yet to return to her full strength.”
“Sogou can kill Inner Circle Demons and humanoid types now after all.
Vicius has to keep her power close whether she wants to or not. She wants to
make sure she’s able to take down her natural enemy, the Demon King. She
should want to send her strongest fighters, the three S-class heroes, into battle in
top condition. I feel like that’s the reason they haven’t made their move yet.”
The Goddess doesn’t have any guarantee that she can win without Sogou
Ayaka, otherwise she’d be hurrying the other two S-class heroes off to take down
the Demon King without her. That buys us a little time.
I continued to ask questions, the squirrel rushing hurriedly between the
“yes” and “no” symbols on the scroll to answer.
“Is Asagi Ikusaba’s group currently in Yonato?”
It had been several days since the large-scale attack, but apparently the
group of heroes were still stationed there, though the Sabre-toothed Tigers were
reportedly making their way back to Alion.
Did their group take so many casualties in the fighting that they can’t
move them yet? All the information gathered in Erika’s report is from around
the capital of Alion, so there’s a chance some of it’s old news. Ikusaba Asagi’s
group might well have already left Yonato by now.
Well, in any case we know their goal is to defeat the Demon King. I think
it’s safe to assume that Ikusaba Asagi and the others will meet up with Sogou
eventually.
“Glad all the Sabre-toothed Tigers on the western front made it out okay,”
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She didn’t talk to us directly, but controlling her familiars like that does
take a toll on her. Considering Erika’s recovery time, and the time it’ll take for
her to get more information, it should be a while longer until the next report.
We rested for the night, then made our preparations and left the ruins. The
two of us mounted Slei, and set off into the forest just as dawn was breaking.
“It wasn’t just the White Citadel of Protection that suffered a large-scale
attack then, was it,” noted Seras.
“Judging from the location where their generals and Inner Circle Demons
appeared, they might’ve intended to break through on the eastern front or take
the citadel itself. But from the numbers in the reports, it doesn’t seem like either
attack was a decoy.”
That battle was too large to have just been a skirmish. That’s clear from
the records of past battles too. They were intending to take down all their
enemy’s battlelines at once if possible—sweeping all the heroes away too.
“Heroes From Another World develop especially fast. They probably
thought it best to crush them as quickly as possible.”
The source of all evil this time around is smart then. Short, decisive
battles are the key to defeating the heroes. If we’re comparing it to battle manga,
it’d be like the final boss and all the elites appearing in the first chapter and
attacking the main character before the story can even get started.
“Maybe the Demon King is learning from history,” I suggested.
“If he is, then don’t you think he might attempt to invade again soon,
before they have time to rest?”
“Not sure. It’d be best for me if he just went up north as far as he can go
and stayed bunkered up there.”
“The Sacred Alliance suffered significant casualties on all fronts. If there
is a push of similar scale attempted again, I wonder if they could hold.”
“I don’t even know that myself.”
Seras and I began to talk through the situation.
Apparently, the Magnar’s only remaining forces were the White Wolf
Riders stationed in the east. Not just that, the White Wolf King himself was lost
in the fighting, and had yet to be located. In Yonato, the Holy Priest and the
Holy Order of the Purge had essentially lost all their strength.
What was left of the Four Holy Elders that have been sent back to Alion,
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so they’re out of the picture too. Looking at it from a military perspective, it was
questionable whether these countries could even defend their capitals anymore.
Two of the newly chosen Bakossi Elite Three were already dead. The
Black Dragon Knights had certainly been lacking in strength before, but now,
they were all but destroyed. It’d take them a long time to recover from all this.
Bakoss also a lot of soldiers in the battle at the White Citadel of Protection—
Neah didn’t suffer as badly, but a good portion of their troops were gone too.
“The nations whose armies are comparatively still intact are Ulza, Mira,
and Alion.”
The Monster Slayer King, Wildly Beautiful Emperor, and that rotten
Goddess’ country. Respectively, they controlled the Monster Slayer Knights and
the Dragonslayer, the Band of the Sun, and the Heroes From Another World and
the Thirteen Orders of Alion.
But Erika did hear that the Dragonslayer’s injuries after the last battle
were grave. It would be almost impossible for him to return to the battlefield.
“I guess that’s about it,” I said, after I’d finished talking the situation
through.
Seras placed a fist to her mouth and nodded. “Ulza and Mira did not
assign armies to the fronts directly, and kept their forces in reserve in the recent
battles, unlike Alion…” she noted.
“…and the two countries we’re currently closest to just happen to be Ulza
and Mira. I hope they don’t get in our way,” I said, almost inviting bad luck by
saying it out loud.
“Slei, stop for a minute will you?” I dismounted and crouched down in the
dirt, looking at the ground carefully.
“Sir Too-ka?”
Seras dismounted too, and leaned in to peek over my shoulder.
“Those are…human footprints, perhaps?” she asked.
“Most likely. Could be a bipedal monster wearing shoes I suppose...” I
looked in the direction the footprints led. “Seems like multiple sets of
footprints.”
Seras’ eyes followed mine.
“…Sir Too-ka.”
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“You smell it too?” It’s faint, but definitely there. “It smells like blood.”
I brushed the ground near the tracks with my fingertips to check the
condition of the soil.
“Seems like they passed through here some time ago.”
If whoever it was kept going, they shouldn’t be around anymore.
“Let’s keep going,” I said, standing up.
“Agreed.”
We continued to follow the tracks carefully, and eventually came out of a
dense thicket, when…
“Those are…” Seras swallowed.
There were over a dozen golden-eyes monsters before us—all of them
dead. The whole area was covered in blood. It was stuck to the leaves and tree
branches all around the clearing. Chunks of flesh littered the area, like the
aftermath of some gruesome crime. I kneeled in front of the nearest corpse to
inspect it, then turned to survey the rest.
“Well, this is a surprise.”
We aren’t in the depths of the forest, but everyone on the continent is
supposed to fear the monsters here in the Land of the Golden-eyed Monsters.
“It seems some of them tried to run.” Seras noted.
Sure enough, there were signs that some of the monsters had tried to
escape.
Whoever slaughtered them like this clearly doesn’t think much of the
monsters in this forest. Not to mention they didn’t let any of them get away.
Some of these monsters were stabbed in the back, completely defenseless.
Whoever did this took the trouble to pursue and kill them.
“A lot of these monsters look like they were killed with a sword. What do
you think of their skills, Seras?” I asked.
“They appear to be incredibly experienced fighters,” she replied, without
hesitating.
“Better than you?”
“…I could not comment without crossing swords with them, but it is clear
that these individuals are unusually powerful. Beyond that…”
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“You think this isn’t the extent of what they can do, huh?”
“Correct.”
Who are they? What are they doing all the way out here?
We continued to follow the footprints, which led to the west—the same
direction we were headed. The whole area was littered with monster corpses,
some of which were already being pecked at by scavenger birds.
“From the tracks, it looks like there are at least eight of them.”
We haven’t encountered a single golden-eyed monster since our meeting
with Erika’s familiar. Are all the monsters in this area hiding because they’re
afraid of these guys?
“If this group is hostile to us, they might prove problematic to deal with,”
said Seras.
“Mira and Ulza are the closest forces nearby…”
They could be the Monster Slayer Knights, or the Band of the Sun. I
suppose the Country at the End of the World is closeby, too. But there is one
more group it could be…
“I think I might know who this is, but I don’t know anything about them
besides their—”
Rustle.
I stopped mid-sentence as we emerged from the brush. Seras’ eyes opened
wide, and she swallowed.
“Th-those are…”
I could feel unimaginable waves of shock wash over her, and I couldn’t
blame her. These corpses were different from the ones in the clearing. These
were in a gruesome state, practically torn to pieces.
“H-humanoid types,” said Seras, her voice sounding dry and cracked.
In the past the Goddess had to rely on the Civit to defeat these terrible
things. I suppose Sogou Ayaka’s now proven herself capable of defeating them,
too.
I checked the condition of the corpses, and the area surrounding them.
“From these tracks, this wasn’t the result of monsters fighting among
themselves. Humans killed them.”
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“I don’t know how strong these things were when they were alive, but
they tried to escape, too.”
So this group was so strong that even the humanoid types tried to run
from them. When it comes to famously strong fighting forces:
The Goddess.
The Heroes.
Alion’s Sixth Order of Knights.
The White Wolf Rider’s Chief Rider, the “Black Wolf.”
The Wildly Beautiful Emperor.
Then there’s another group whose name I’ve heard... But I have almost no
information about them. Eve mentioned
their great strength in passing to me once, but nobody could tell me
anything about them. I think their name was…
“The ‘Sword of Courage,’ wasn’t it?”
???
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Nannatott.
All of them had been friends since childhood, together for as long as they
could remember. Every one of them except for Lewin was born in the slums. He
was the son of a noble, but Lewin didn’t care for positions and titles. He played
with the other nine children all the same. One day, he left home without saying a
word to travel the continent with his best friends, and to take on the world out
there by working together.
Karo had a nostalgic look on his face.
“With the ten of us combined, there ain’t nothin’ we can’t do… We’ve
always been unbeatable.”
Birdwitcher cackled and folded his arms behind his head. “Y’say
unbeatable, but y’think we’re stronger than that Strongest Man in the World,
eh?”
“Not a man we could defeat, I don’t wager. If there’s anyone who might
be up to the task it would be…” Nannatott grinned.
The seven of them looked to Satsuki and Lewin as if placing their bets. In
the end three looked in Satsuki’s direction, and four to Lewin.
Yugung turned his gaze from Lewin to Satsuki. “It would be one of you
two. Wonder which, eh?”
The Sword of Courage. That was the name of their group, what others
called them. But to nine of them, only Lewin Seale was the Sword of Courage.
“With the blood of one of those Heroes From Another World flowing
through your veins, Lewin, I bet you could take down the Strongest Man in the
World for sure. As for who else might be able to pull it off…” When Yugung
paused, they all turned to look at Satsuki. “Nobody but the Zanjin Satsuki comes
to mind.”
“Are you serious?” Satsuki snorted with disinterest. “Taking the Strongest
Man in the World a bit lightly, aren’t you? Well, it would all depend on how
effective our techniques are against him. I do want to test them out some day,
although I do not expect to be victorious.”
“That’s rich coming from a man who took down a humanoid type
practically on his own. When it comes to monsters…” Nannatott scratched his
head, a cold sweat running down his forehead as he fixed Satsuki with a hard
and piercing stare. “I think you’ve got my vote.”
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Lewin nodded. “He’s right. It’s always been a goal of mine to catch up to
your level, Satsuki.”
“From my perspective, the real monster here is you, Lewin.” Satsuki
snorted again.
“Th-that’s not true! I still have so much further to go.”
“Being overly modest isn’t a virtue, Lewin.”
“…Sorry.”
Satsuki turned his back, as if to set the topic aside. “If you have a
weakness, Lewin Seale—it’s how kind you are. Someday, that kindness might
end up destroying you.”
“Yeah, I’ll never forget it.” Lewin looked straight at Satsuki’s back, his
eyes clear and determined. “Heh heh, thanks for worrying about me, Satsuki.”
“Hmph.”
There was a sound—the rustling of leaves.
“You’re late, Nyaki!”
A small girl with faint peach-colored hair appeared. Her large hands were
more like the paws of a cat than a human, with claws to match. Her arms and
legs were covered with fur the same peach color as her hair. Her cat-like ears
pricked up, and her tail fluffed out behind her as she walked, with bits of twigs
and leaves stuck in her fur.
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She was quite short, the tips of her ears only reaching up to Lewin’s chest.
Her face was decidedly human, with charming round eyes that were the same
faint peach color one might expect. Nyaki steadied her shallow breathing as she
swayed a little, unsteady on her feet. Considering the massive backpack that she
was lugging around, that was only natural. She was clearly carrying far more
luggage than any of the Sword of Courage members.
“Meow, Nyaki’s sorry she’s late!” Nyaki bowed to them, but wobbled a
little as she lowered her head and lost her balance.
Crash!
Several of the pots and pans that had been attached to the side of her
backpack clattered to the ground. Nyaki went pale, set the backpack down on the
ground and was quickly moving to pick everything up, when Lewin’s lips
twisted in anger.
“Nyakiii!”
“Meow?!”
His kick sent her flying, and Nyaki’s back collided hard with the trunk of
a nearby tree.
“M-meooow…” She lay motionless and limp on the ground.
“Come on you, get up.” Karo grabbed her by the arm and dragged her to
her feet, before flinging her across the clearing once more.
“Nyah?!”
She landed at Lewin’s feet, and his fists shook as he looked down at her.
Everyone’s eyes were on her—their looks were cold. There was anger, scorn and
loathing there. “Alaine loves those pots and pans, they’re important to her!
How…how could you treat them like that?!”
Alaine covered her face with her hands and began to cry. “Why...why is
Nyaki always so mean to me?!”
“Nyaki is so very sorry!” Nyaki panicked and kneeled before them, her
face to the ground. “Lewin-san, Alaine-san, everyone…Nyaki regrets it from the
bottom of her heart!”
“Always just words with you, isn’t it? Nothin’ under the surface!” shouted
Yugung, as Toado grabbed Nyaki up from the ground.
“Myeoow?!” she yowled, but didn’t resist.
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“You aren’t sorry at all, are you?! You think kneeling on the ground like
that and apologizing makes it all better, huh? There ain’t no heart in anything
you say!”
“So sorry! Nyaki is stupid like everybody says she is, so she can’t
apologize in the right way! She is just so sorry! Meow!”
“Annoyin’ as always, jeez. Why can’t you even make an effort to fit in?”
Miana looked away and started playing with her hair.
Karo stepped on the back of Nyaki’s head as she kneeled. “Your head’s
still too high. Get your forehead down there, buried in the dirt, yeah? You’ve
gotta be crazy to think that’s an apology right there.”
“Sh-she’s so sorry, meow!” Nyaki pushed her head hard into the dirt.
“Really, she’s sorry! Please forgive!”
“Ain’t a sincere thing about that, you sub-human trash.” Birdwitcher let
out a sigh that was thick with disgust. “Don’t just do what we tell you; learn to
realize it on your own. Sickening, aren’t you, right down to the core…”
“Don’t have the brain to think for yourself, do you?” Nannatott began
throwing pebbles at her—one hit Nyaki in the temple and she screamed in pain.
“Myeow?!”
“Crying out like that as if I’m in the wrong, eh? None of this is my fault!”
“Nyaki, get up.”
“I-if you could remove your foot from her head, Nyaki…would greatly…
appreciate it, meow…”
“Show me some guts, then.” Toado put more weight on his foot, pushing
Nyaki’s head to the ground. “You don’t have the guts, do you?! Don’t freakin’
mess with me!”
“C’mon, get up already!” screamed Yugung.
Alaine continued to sob uncontrollably. “I can’t take it! I want this
journey with Nyaki to be over. I can’t stand this anymore!”
“Keep it together, Alaine,” said Lewin. He fixed Nyaki with a harsh,
piercing stare. “Nyaki, get up. Toado, Karo, you two move your feet.” The two
others moved away at the order and pulled Nyaki to her feet, with one hand
under each of her shoulders, until she was standing.
“Let me give you another chance. If you want to stay with us, with the
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Sword of Courage…what is it you think you need? You’ve never gotten this
question right, not once. My patience with you has almost run out.”
“Ehmm…”
“Quickly now.”
“L-Loyalty? Meow?”
“Nyakiii—!” The terrifying pressure of the blow, and the wind that swept
in with it, blew Nyaki away. She was hit harder than before, the back of her head
cracking against the thick tree trunk behind her.
Lewin’s breathing was ragged, his shoulders heaving. Miana walked over
slowly and sidled up beside him.
“Are you okay?” she asked.
“…It hurts.”
“Eh?”
Lewin clutched at his chest. “Don’t you understand, Nyaki?! It hurts my
heart so much more to have to hit you. Dozens and dozens times more than it
hurts you! It hurts me, Nyaki!”
“Lewin!” Miana embraced him as he burst into tears. “We know. We all
know that you’re doing this for her sake.”
“Miana. But I…”
“Hey, Nyaki?! Hurry up and apologize alread—huh?”
She wasn’t moving.
“Hey, Nyaki! Get up already!”
“Wh-whoa! She’s still alive, yeah?” A cold sweat ran down Yugung’s
face as Toado rushed over to her.
“It’s fine. She’s just unconscious,” he said, breathing a sigh of relief.
“Jeez, why’s she gotta make it so confusing? It’d be hard for us to face
Goddess Vicius if she ended up dying here.”
Lewin wiped his tears, broke off his embrace with Miana, and stepped
forward.
“For now, let’s just send a magical war pigeon off to Vicius-sama with the
good news. Let her know we’ve found it.”
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staring down at Strife’s body lying at his feet. There were countless scratches on
his shoulders and back, and some on his arms too that looked to be defensive
injuries.
“These injuries weren’t caused by monsters,” he said.
We’re up against humans, he thought.
Miana was becoming more and more upset. “Was it someone from the
forest? Wh-who would even…do a thing like this?!”
In that moment, they appeared before them. Lewin Seale saw the
disturbance first. He felt a terrible sweat on his palms, and they stuck to the hilt
of his sword as he held it in his hands. Lewin nodded and called out to the
darkness.
“Who are you?”
The figures appeared one by one, accompanied by only the faintest
rustling of leaves. Knights with swords and shields in their hands.
“You’re the Sword of Courage, aren’t you?” The men stepped into the
light, one by one, following the man in front.
Lewin’s breathing quickened.
“You know who we are. So why…why would you do this?” Lewin had to
force the words to come out, his shoulders trembling as he lamented. His
breathing and the beating of his heart were spiraling out of control.
“The insignia on your shields—” That’s not right. They should be allies of
Alion.
The man before him quietly raised his sword.
“We’re here for the divine beast.”
Why?
“Why would the Monster Slayer Knights of Ulza b—?”
But the knights moved before Lewin could even finish the thought. With a
sudden hail of arrows, the slaughter began.
Spurt!
Lewin’s knees both buckled beneath him, and he collapsed into a sea of
blood.
“Haah... Haah!”
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“Specially made, yes. With my strength, I can file through pretty much
anything—even human bone.”
A bead of cold sweat ran down the knight’s cheek. “What are you going to
do with that?”
“Your fingers.”
Karo picked up explaining from there. “We’re gonna use that thing to file
your fingers from the tips all the way down to the hand.”
The knight choked on air. His face drained of all color as he realized what
was happening.
“It’s gonna hurt, y’know?” said Yugung. “Gonna hurt so much that maybe
you’ll pass out while we’re doin’ it… But we’ll wake you up. Play with the
wound until it hurts so much you start to feel conscious again. Then we’ll start
filing again until you faint. We’re going to do it again and again and again…”
“Y-you’re insane!”
“Don’t you worry now,” said Yugung, staring down at the knight with
cold cruelty in his eyes. “Everybody spills all their secrets before we get all the
way down to the hand. Once tried going all the way down, anyway, just to see
how it’d look… Nasty, I gotta tell ya. Hard to look at, even for me.”
Lewin rose from his chair looking hesitant, the file in his hand.
“Let’s get started.”
“W-wait—I don’t have anything to tell you! I mean it!”
“But you’re lying.”
“Eh?”
“Just a hunch, but…you aren’t really one of the Monster Slayer Knights,
are you?”
“—!”
“That response tells me everything I need to know. Your armor’s just a
copy made to look like Monster Slayer Knight gear, right? Or am I wrong?”
Lewin’s hunches were almost scary at times. Everyone in the group knew
that even though he could never give a logical explanation for his intuitions,
Lewin’s hunches always led them to the right answer.
Lewin Seale was right, through and through, and that was why he was
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gifted with such power. Or perhaps it was the result of the blood of those Heroes
From Another World in his veins. In either case, his instincts were never
wrong…not even once.
“So, you’re saying you’ve got nothing to tell us? But I know that can’t be
true.” A righteous fire blazed in Lewin’s chest. He thought of Strife, and
tightened his grip on the file, placing the rough serrated side on the tip of the
man’s finger. “First, the pinky.”
The knight blanched.
“W-w- wait, please! P-Please, just wait a minute!” he protested.
Lewin could be heard audibly grinding his teeth.
“Quiet, heretic! It’s too late for that! You should have to taste some of the
pain that Strife went through! The terrible way you cut him. He must have
suffered so much!”
Lewin’s face twisted in sadness, and tears began streaming down his
cheeks.
“Yes, Lewin, yes!” said Miana as she sobbed beside him, every word
filled with emotion. “It hurt all of us just as much—losing our precious friend
like that! It hurt—!”
The file made two quick motions, back and forth, and the tip of the man’s
fingernail was filed clean away. Finally unable to bear the cruel realization of
what was about to happen, his resolve crumbled in an instant.
“I’ll talk, I’ll talk! I will! I-I’ll tell you everything I know! Please, just—”
“This is for Strife.”
In that small corner of the Land of the Golden-eyed Monsters, the man’s
screams echoed out, like a wild beast wailing its last cries before perishing.
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fishy about the Empire of Mira lately. Seems like these guys were here on
General Ruheit’s orders, but trying to lay the blame on the Monster Slayer
Knights. Looks like Ruheit intends on betraying the Wildly Beautiful Emperor
and risin’ up in revolt some time soon.”
“Ruheit was actually first in line in the order of succession, and the Wildly
Beautiful Emperor was third. The current chancellor and his brother are the
emperor’s older siblings, first and second in line to the throne…the system’s all
bent out of shape. Wouldn’t be surprised if his brothers had some bones to pick
with him.”
“So these were Miran pawns, but also enemies of the Wildly Beautiful
Emperor, you think?”
“But what’s Ruheit want with a divine beast anyway?”
“I can imagine. When we’ve got no use for Nyaki anymore, let’s finish
her off. That okay with everyone?”
All of them nodded, without a moment’s hesitation.
Lewin looked away. Something else remained undone. “For now, let’s
give Strife a proper burial, so we can all say goodbye.”
All nine of them could think of nothing else they needed to do more than
that. During the fighting, and even after it was done—none of them could help
but look to his corpse, lying there.
All of them had loved him. They wanted to say a proper goodbye to him,
as best they could.
The members of the Sword of Courage started to cry—only Satsuki had
no tears, but nobody could blame him for that. It was the first time any of them
had seen a look of dejection on his face before. They all thanked Strife, and said
their goodbyes over and over again.
They couldn’t carry his body out of the forest—it wouldn’t last the
journey. They cried as they dug his grave, and stuck his sword into the dirt
above it. Once he’d been laid to rest, Lewin spoke the final words.
“You may have passed on from here… But your soul will be with us
forever, Strife.”
Alaine, who was standing behind him, burst into fresh tears. Miana stood
close by and comforted her, tears flowing down her cheeks as well. Lewin took
small comfort in their shared pain, the aching in his chest fading as he turned
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around.
“Huh?” He suddenly realized something. “Where’s Nyaki?”
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Chapter 4:
Bright
“S IR TOO-KA.”
Seras and I were both focused in the same direction. The noise was clear
now—and getting closer. I listened out carefully.
“It’s running from something.”
It’s not an act—there’s real desperation in the way this thing is running.
We stayed put and waited, ready to jump into combat at a moment’s
notice.
Suddenly, something leapt from the brush, sending a shower of leaves into
the air—it was a young girl.
She opened her mouth wide as if to speak, but hesitated before finally
crying out, “R-run, please! Meow!”
Are those cat ears? She’s a demi-human?
The girl’s hair was a light peach color, and she looked quite short in
stature.
Almost like a child. But what would a child be doing all the way out here?
“Are you being chased?” I asked.
The cat-eared girl took a look behind her to check, then stood there in
place. “T-there’s a terrifying monster! Nyaki came here to find rare herbs for
medicine! But the monster came, and…she had to run for her life! Please, y-you
have to run too!” she exclaimed.
The girl—Nyaki—pointed off to the south.
“Maybe you already know, but Ulza is that way! Ehm…” Next the girl
pointed in the direction we’d just come—the east.
“Nyaki will run that way!”
“You don’t want to run with us?”
“Meow?! Well…um, believe it or not, Nyaki attracts monsters! Please,
you two should run while you can!”
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She really wasn’t fooling anyone with that explanation. Nyaki pounded
her chest, like she was trying to show off. “What, meow?! Nyaki’s fast you
know! As you can see she was injured a little by some of those monsters, but
Nyaki’s tough ♪. Don’t worry about meow. Quickly, run that way! You should
go!”
The girl made as if to run past us.
“Hey.” I stopped her in her tracks. “I’ve got a question.”
“W-what? We have to hurry up and run, or...”
“You… When you first came out of those bushes over there. You were
about to call to us for help, weren’t you?”
Nyaki stopped in place, as if frozen in shock. “Th-that was just your
imagination…♪”
“That is a lie, isn’t it?” said Seras knowingly.
“Ny-Nyaki…Nyaki is s-sorry!”
She suddenly turned around at amazing speed, and got down on her knees
to bow to us in the dirt.
“Nyaki is being chased, running for her life! There are humans after her.
Very, very strong ones! If they… Well, she doesn’t want you two to get caught
up in this! So please, hurry and run away from this place!”
This girl is really something. Her own life is in danger, and she’s trying to
get us to safety instead of herself? Not just that, but choosing to send us south
towards Ulza, and head further into the forest herself to lead them away from us.
She swallowed her cry for help, stifled it the moment she saw us. She lied about
being pursued by monsters so that we wouldn’t get wrapped up in her problems.
I suddenly noticed the bruises on the girl’s bare arm. “Nyaki... That’s your
name, isn’t it?” I asked, my voice trembling.
“Eh? Y-yes. You should run…”
“Your arm.”
“Meow?”
“Did the people who are chasing you do that? There’s no point in lying.
We can tell when you’re lying.”
Nyaki was quiet for a few moments, then nodded. “Yes, they did.”
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Seras turned her eyes toward me with a worried expression on her face,
and nodded.
“I understand. It must’ve been tough for you to answer, but thank you for
telling me.” I took the Lord of the Flies mask from my backpack.
Their presence is still far away. I can choose to be the one to go on the
attack.
The young girl Nyaki looked confused.
“Ah… What do you intend to do?”
“I’m going to kill the people that are following you.”
“Meow?!” Nyaki jumped in surprise, completely stunned by what I’d just
said. “Y-you can’t do that!”
“What’s the problem? They’re trying to kill you now, aren’t they? You
want to live if that’s an option, don’t you? Then I’ll go and—”
“The people that are chasing Nyaki…” she interrupted, “They’re the
Sword of Courage!”
“…Ah.”
“They’re a really powerful group of people! Nyaki even hears they wanted
to challenge the Strongest Man in the World from the Bakoss Empire, that’s how
strong they are!” Nyaki flapped her paws about wildly, in a gesture that looked
like she was trying desperately to add to her statement. There was something she
hadn’t gotten across.
The Strongest Man in the World’s already dead, though. Wait—does this
mean that they haven’t heard about Civit’s death yet?
The Sword of Courage… The Strongest Man in the World… Does she
think that I don’t know who these people are?
“And erm, well also,” Nyaki looked flustered, struggling to add more
details. “The people in the Sword of Courage are all famously strong.”
Nyaki screwed her eyes up tight, as if the next words were too painful to
speak. “They were even strong enough to destroy the Speed Clan, that’s how
powerful they are!”
“W-what did you just say?”
“Th-that’s right! Not even the Speed Clan could beat them! Back then the
Sword of Courage were just children too!”
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Nyaki probably thinks that by mentioning the Speed Clan has finally
driven home how strong these people are to me. But now it all makes sense. Eve
said, “They were just children, barely of age…”
“I see. Right. It would be them.”
Seras had been staring at my face since the moment she heard the Speed
name. She, too, understood every word, and knew exactly what it all meant.
“The ones attacking Miss Nyaki, then…” she started.
“Yeah.”
They must be the ones who killed the Speed Clan—that killed Eve’s
parents.
It makes sense that Nyaki thinks she has nowhere to run.
But today is the day the Sword of Courage dies.
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I don’t really get it myself, but apparently they remember the massacre as
something glorious. It was some kind of turning point for the Sword of Courage
as a group. Nyaki says they often refer to it when they talk about the good old
days as they travel. That’s why it stuck in her mind—she must’ve heard so much
about it.
“When Lewin thinks back, he often says, ‘That’s where we began,’
meow.”
Apparently, he would then look up to the sky, and the others would get
dreamy-eyed and stare up there as well.
…Gross.
“B-but…Nyaki thinks it’s too dangerous! The Sword of Courage are good
friends with the Goddess of Alion. People say they’re her strongest secret
soldiers!”
“Hmm.” I see… So they’re affiliated with the Goddess. I guess the reason
there isn’t much information on them is because they’re her covert unit.
“Icing on the cake,” I said. “All the more reason I should crush them here
and now.”
“Myeow?!”
From Nyaki’s perspective, I must be saying the exact opposite of
everything she expects me to.
The number of Sword of Courage members remaining—one down, that
leaves nine left, two of whom are far stronger than all the others. One is
“Zanjin” Satsuki, and the other is the Sword of Courage himself, Lewin Seale.
This Lewin guy’s decided to give his group the same title he’s taken for himself?
That’s confusing.
In any case, given those monster corpses we saw on our way here must’ve
been their handiwork.
A question came into my mind—my interest was piqued.
The Sword of Courage are strong enough that even humanoid types try to
run from them, but it doesn’t seem like they participated in the recent fight
against the Demon King’s armies. They don’t even know that Civit’s dead yet.
It’s possible they’ve been avoiding human contact as they travel. Given they’re a
covert unit, might be that they don’t even know the Demon Empire has started to
invade, right?
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But then what is that foul Goddess having them do out here?
If they’re strong enough to take down humanoid types, they should really
be out on the frontlines. She’s got them here, doing something completely
different. What’s more important to her than stopping the Demon King from
invading?
Ulza and Mira are nearby.
There’s also…
“The Country at the End of the World.”
A magical fantasy land, where the survivors of the Forbidden Words Clan
are rumored to live. They’re the only ones who hold the key to unlocking
forbidden magic.
That is all the confirmation I need.
Every move she makes in secret ironically gives me more evidence of what
she’s doing. The idea that this forbidden magic is a true threat to the Goddess
herself.
This magic, this clan…she wants it dead, even if it means taking forces
away from the Demon King fight.
“Then…Nyaki, are you a divine beast?”
“Th-that’s what they told Nyaki. They needed Nyaki to open the door to
the Country at the End of the World.”
Nyaki straightened her back, placed her hands on her lap, and closed her
eyes tightly as they filled with tears. Her hands clenched.
“Nyaki was…Nyaki was going to do her best! Mama-san and Nee-nya
always looked after her. Nyaki thought this was her job, the big thing she had to
do! She loves Nee-nya. She thought if she did this job then she could repay her.
Repay Nee-nya for everything she’s done! But…but…”
Nyaki tripped over her words for a minute. She explained that she had
been knocked unconscious, and that just as she was waking up she heard them
planning to kill her, and decided to run away.
“When her job was done, the Sword of Courage members said they were
going to kill Nyaki! Nyaki will endure lots! Even when she’s sad, she’ll keep
trying because there are fun things in the future! Nyaki wants to try as hard as
she paw-sibly can! But, but… But if she dies, she’ll never see Nee-nya again!
That’s why Nyaki…”
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When Nyaki raised her head again, tears were pouring from her eyes in
great big droplets cascading to the ground. She forced a smile though—
desperately grinning through the tears.
“Nyaki knows she isn’t human. That’s why the humans always call her
trash. She’s always getting in their way. But she…she wants to at least see Nee-
nya and Mai-nya one more time.”
Nyaki began to sob, letting out intermittent strangled yowls.
Seras went to sit next to her and softly placed a hand on her back.
“I do not know what the Sword of Courage members may have said to
you, but I can tell you that you certainly aren’t in anybody’s way. That isn’t true
in the slightest. To think a little girl like you… That they would…”
Seras was unable to keep the anger in her voice in check.
It’s a little strange that her pursuers are so far behind her, though. From
the looks of it Nyaki’s weakened and tired, so I can’t imagine she was running
faster than whoever’s hunting her. Not to mention that fur of hers stands out in
the forest. She’d be easy to spot.
Nyaki’s a divine beast, the key to entering the Country at the End of the
World. How did these Sword of Courage guys take so long to notice she was
gone? But then, Nyaki said when she woke up the whole area around her was
covered in blood, didn’t she?
Well, doesn’t matter now, does it? They’re all going to die before they
ever catch her—that doesn’t change.
The pursuers’ presences were finally growing closer. Seras held Nyaki’s
head gently to her chest.
“I do not believe we can forgive the Sword of Courage for what they have
done.” Her expression was burning with righteous indignation. “I—”
“No, you stay here and protect Nyaki,” I interrupted her, then let out a
long, deep sigh. “We only had a short time to talk and I need some time to settle
down and process all this information. I can’t let myself get swept away by my
emotions. It’s just…hard for me to stay calm right now.”
This isn’t just about the Speed Clan. Those bruises I see on Nyaki’s arms
and legs…she’s trying to play it off, but she can’t hide how exhausted she is.
Who does she remind me of…
I remembered back, searching my mind. Back to then, the time I was
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She’s known me for a long time now. Back in Monroy, when I completely
lost it in that tavern with Lis’s owner. She understands I can’t just ignore
situations like these.
“Worst comes to worst, the two of you take Slei and get away from here.
I’ll leave the rest up to you.”
“You can count on me, Sir Too-ka,” came Seras’ reply.
I donned my Lord of the Flies mask and turned my back to them. I
stomped through the forest, cracking branches underfoot as I walked, intending
for Nyaki’s pursuers to mistake the sound for hers. My anger gave my feet extra
weight. My eyes were wide open, glaring toward the oncoming presences. I
ground my teeth as they advanced toward me.
I didn’t want to risk scaring Nyaki by letting my temper go earlier. But
that doesn’t matter anymore.
“Time to pay up.”
The presences grew closer.
Two of these assholes are going to be tougher than the others, not just
average henchmen. I’ll want to link up with Piggymaru so we can strike first, but
which two are they? At the very least there are seven more of them.
I focused my eyes, and observed the two men approaching me from afar. I
had gotten a rough description of the group members’ appearances from Nyaki,
so I knew who I might be dealing with.
Nope—neither of them are Lewin or Satsuki. Those two are…Toado and
Birdwitcher, I think?
I should keep my Piggymaru linking ability in reserve for now.
I took off my Lord of the Flies mask and began to walk toward them.
“You there!”
“Come out!”
I revealed myself, and sighed dramatically when I saw them. “Ahh, boy,
am I glad to find you! I was sent here as a messenger of the Goddess Vicius.” I
added a wry smile. “It was rather difficult to find you.”
“Wait! Not one step closer!” one of the men called out to stop me.
I see. Reasonable move, given they can’t confirm who I really am yet.
They’re right to avoid getting in close.
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“Just get to the point already. What’s with the three points?”
My three raised fingers had extended into an open palm.
“Firstly, Paralyze.”
“Wh-h…”
“ I…c-can’t m…?”
I took my shortsword from the scabbard at my waist.
“Come to think of it, I don’t remember the other two points.”
“Wh-what…a-are y—”
I approached the two men.
“Gha…?!”
I kicked them to the ground, one by one. They could do nothing to resist,
and rolled to the dirt. I crouched down beside Toado and thrust my sword deep
into the calf of his right leg.
“Ahh…!”
I twisted the blade as it pierced his leg, then quickly did the same to his
left, before standing back up and removing my sword. Next, I walked toward
Birdwitcher.
“…?!”
He tried to move but couldn’t.
“I don’t recommend struggling.”
If I just wanted to kill them, I could cast Berserk now and be done with it.
That’s if I just wanted them dead, of course.
I did the same thing to Birdwitcher’s legs that I’d done to Toado’s.
“Agh!”
Now neither of them can walk. Right, then.
I dispelled the Paralyze effect on Toado’s head.
“Now, how about you tell me everything?”
“You fr—?! I can t-talk?”
“Can’t move your body, though.”
“Wh-who the hell are you?! You’re freakin’ evil, doing this to us! You
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It’s no use. I don’t feel like talking to these guys any more. I can’t take it.
I’m going to finish them off now.
I looked toward the other Sword of Courage member, Birdwitcher, who
was still paralyzed from head to toe. He was crying, his face expressing the
whole time that he sympathized with Toado’s every word.
Is Birdwitcher moved by his courage or something? Doesn’t change the
fact that they agree with each other, both of them, in those terrible freakin’ ideas
that Toado’s spouting.
“Gah! My voice will rise, and reach my precious comrades out there in the
fores—?!”
Toado tried to call out, and I kicked him full across the face again,
sending him rolling over.
“I told you to shut up.” I clicked my tongue and took a step away from
him. “I don’t care how you guys justify your deeds. There’s just one thing I
know for certain.” I stared down at them both, my eyes brimming with hatred.
“Seras, Piggymaru, Slei, Eve, Lis, Erika, Nyaki, the Speed Clan… I could never
bring myself to hate them.”
Toado and Birdwitcher looked shocked—as if they’d met someone they
were completely unable to comprehend.
But I don’t care if I’m right or not. I’m just pushing my own standards of
what’s right onto others. I’m not trying to convince them—just forcing them to
do what I want.
“You said the Speed Clan made you sick to your stomach, didn’t you?
You make me feel just the same,” I said. “So I’m going to destroy this Sword of
Courage of yours, starting with you. No complaints, I take it?”
I glanced at a tree behind me. “Piggymaru. After I use Berserk, quickly
pull me up into that tree back there.”
“Squee.”
I stuck my hand out in front of me. Birdwitcher was in my sights.
Single target. I’ve already disabled both their legs just in case—they’ll
never be able to run. Even if they do somehow manage to stand, I’ll take care of
them.
First I dispelled Paralyze on both of them. Then…
“Berserk.”
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As soon as I fired off the skill, I felt myself being pulled back, and a
floating sensation as I rose up into the air. Piggymaru had turned into its rope
form and pulled me up into the trees.
“Ghaaah!” Birdwitcher let out a shrill cry and launched himself at Toado.
“H-hey! What are you doing, Bird?! Hey?! It’s me! It’s Toado!”
Birdwitcher tried to bite at Toado, crouching on top like he was trying to
straddle him.
“Calm down! Hey!” As Toado desperately resisted, Birdwitcher drew the
sword hanging at his side.
“Wh-what’s gotten into you?! Hey!” Toado drew his own sword, and
parried the oncoming blade, but Birdwitcher’s furious attacks didn’t stop. He
glared up at me as I looked on, sitting on a tree branch above.
“What’d you do to Bird?!”
“Friend of yours, right? What are going to do now? Lay down and let him
kill you? Or kill your own friend to survive? Go on, make your choice.”
Birdwitcher turned to look up at me for a moment after hearing my voice.
His eyes were rolled back in his skull, and there was drool dripping from his
mouth and down his jaw. He quickly turned his attention back to Toado.
Those targeted by Berserk tend to go for whoever’s closest to them, but
get in their field of vision, or make a loud enough noise, and they might start
paying attention to you instead. Good thing Piggymaru got me out of the danger
zone.
“You’ve gotta be kiddin’ me!” Toado raged. “You did somethin’ to him,
didn’t you?! Messed around with him! Stop! How can you be so freakin’
cruel?!”
Tears began to stream from his eyes.
“We’re the same, you know,” I said.
“Huh?! What’re you talking about?!”
“I’m scum, just like you.”
“You’re calling me scum?! A-are you freakin’ crazy?!”
“Not as crazy as you are.”
“Gah! Heretic! Heretic, heretic, heretic—!”
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“Hah! Coming from you that just sounds like a compliment. Careful
now…gotta keep fighting or that precious friend of yours is going to murder
you.”
“Ghh…g-get a hold of yourself, Bird! I know you’re still in there
somewhere! You can hear me, right?! Wake up already! Don’t give in. Don’t let
this guy’s weird magic control you! You’re a member of the Sword of Courage,
yeah?! You’re strong, right?!”
I kinda feel like I’ve seen this scene in shonen manga before. Yeah. Like
the good protagonist is calling out to his brainwashed friend. Can’t deny that
Toado’s passionate speech is sounding a bit familiar. But his words aren’t going
to get through to Birdwitcher.
“Be nice if that’s how things worked. If by some dramatic miracle your
friend came to his senses,” I said, looking down on the scene from above. Toado
glared daggers at me, convinced he was still the good guy in this scene.
He’s a true believer. This guy creeps me out.
“Well… Wouldn’t make a difference if he woke up, anyway.”
“Wh-what?!”
“One way or another, you’re both going to die here.”
From my branch overhead they were still in range of my status effect
skills. If I felt something was wrong, I could fire off my skills at any moment. I
had a proper back-up plan. Toado continued to call out as he parried the
oncoming blades, tears streaming down his face.
“Remember, Bird! Remember all the days we spent together! Come back
to yourself! Let’s defeat that scumbag up there together!”
“Gaghhaaah!”
“Bird!”
Birdwitcher only frothed and attacked with renewed fierceness.
“Cruel! This is too cruel! How messed up do you have to be to do things
like these? Are you pure evil incarnate or what?!”
“Hm? You want me to sit up here and deny it?”
“Screw you!” Toado wailed up at the sky above. “I can’t do it! I just
can’t! I can’t kill my friend!”
“Figures. Why don’t you try calling the others, then?”
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friend an opening.
Birdwitcher plunged his sword into his shoulder.
“B-Bird?! Y-you cut me! You dare to cut me! S-screw you!” Toado swept
at Birdwitcher with his own sword, drawing a clean line of blood across his
friend’s throat.
“Graah…?”
Jeez, finally.
“Uh, Bird? Bird! My bad! I just…!” Toado moved toward Birdwitcher as
he collapsed and fell forward, clasping his friend’s body in his arms. “N-No, no!
I’m sorry! I’m sorry, Bird!”
“Took you long enough,” I said, jumping down from the tree.
“Y-you… I’m going to kill you! Crush you!”
“Do you understand now?”
“Huh?! Understand what?!”
“How it feels to be killed by someone who’s enjoying themselves.”
“Huh?”
“I’m making a game out of this. You know, like you did to the Speed
Clan.”
“Are you insane?!”
“…”
“I told y-you already!” Toado turned toward me, sitting on the ground and
clutching Birdwitcher’s corpse ever tighter to his chest as he began to sob. His
howl was bloodcurdling through the tears. “I told you, don’t lump us in with that
sub-human trash! Wake the hell up!”
“I really gotta thank you.” A wicked laugh escaped my lips. “Thanks for
being such an irredeemable scumbag, right up until the very end.”
I picked up the sword that Birdwitcher had dropped when he fell.
Toado’s putting on a good show, but he’s lost a lot of blood—won’t be
hard to kill him.
“It’d be nothing but trouble for me if you suddenly had some change of
heart.”
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her from the very start.” Seras glanced over at Nyaki, and then seemed to shrink.
“Miss Nyaki is so pure and innocent, that it was just too hard for me to give her
false information. I’m so sorry.”
I gathered that Seras barely gave her any details about me—she’s got a
knack for this kind of thing.
“After your fight against the Demon King’s armies and the way you
revealed yourself, that cat is already out of the bag. There shouldn’t be a
problem with Nyaki finding that out. And well…” I looked over at Nyaki “To be
honest, I know how you feel.”
And so, I introduced myself to Nyaki, using my real name.
“Would you prefer Nyaki call you Mr. Too-ka?” asked Nyaki.
“Whatever’s easiest for you. Oh, and you should also meet this little guy.”
I opened my sleeve a little and Piggymaru peeked out. “Introduce yourself,” I
said.
“Squeee!” Piggymaru popped out of my robes and onto the ground below.
Nyaki looked down at it with wide eyes.
“It’s a little slime! Meow!”
“This is Piggymaru.”
“Squee?” Piggymaru looked over to me for confirmation, as if to ask if the
girl was a friend. I nodded back, and Piggymaru stretched out a tentacle in
Nyaki’s direction. “Squee.”
“Piggymaru just wants a handshake.”
Nyaki gripped the tentacle, looking a little overwhelmed. “M-my name is
Nyaki…”
She still looked stiff, but Nyaki’s nerves seemed to have calmed
somewhat.
“Oh, and this is Slei.”
“Pumpee!”
“Myeow?!”
Slei rubbed her cheek against Nyaki’s, trying to cheer her up.
“Nyaki is p-pleased to meet you!”
“Pumpee!”
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Nyaki quickly moved to sit down, kneeling and bowing her head to the
ground.
“Thank you so much for saving my life. Too-ka-san, Seras-san, Mr.
Piggymaru, Miss Slei! Nyaki will never forget what you have done for her.
She’s so sorry for causing you so much trouble. Nyaki truly apologizes, she’s so
sorry!”
Nyaki raised her head.
“Please, all of you hurry up and leave this place. Nyaki will stay here and
rest for a while, then go east like she said!” She pointed to the deeper parts of the
Land of the Golden-eyed Monsters.
She hasn’t even thought for a second that we might continue to protect
her.
“Nyaki.”
“M-Meow?!”
“You’re still talking about all that? Look, this is only if you want to,
but…” I stretched out a hand to her. “Why not come with us?”
“R-really?!”
“You can stay with us until we’re able to get you somewhere safe. That’s
actually the reason I introduced you to everybody just now.”
Nyaki looked stunned for a few moments, as if she couldn’t keep up with
what I was saying. Eventually she seemed to comprehend.
“Y-you can’t! Nyaki will just cause trouble for everyone if she comes
along, Nyaki knows it! She’s a divine beast, so the Sword of Courage really
needs Nyaki for a while longer! They’ll definitely come after her! And when
they find out their friends have died, the things they’ll do…”
Nyaki began to sob, even though she was smiling. “It was only for a short
time, but Nyaki can tell you are all very good people. She could never… She
doesn’t want you to all get hurt. Even if Nyaki can never see Nee-nya and Mai-
nya again, she’s s-so happy that she got to meet s-such good people in the end.”
Either the Sword of Courage catches her and kills her, or the monsters do.
Either way, Nyaki’s prepared to die in this forest.
“Thank you all so much,” said Nyaki, smiling through the tears. “Nyaki
feels warm inside, for the first time in a long time.”
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I sighed.
“Nyaki, I think you’re misunderstanding.”
“My-eow…?”
“You said something about the two strongest members of the Sword of
Courage being able to challenge the Strongest Man in the World for his title,
right?”
“Y-yes.”
“The Strongest Man in the World is dead. I’m the one who killed him.”
“—?!”
“He’s telling the truth, Miss Nyaki,” added Seras. “In fact I was about to
be killed by Civit Gartland himself, when Sir Too-ka came and saved me.”
Nyaki looked up at me in shock, tears still streaming down her face.
“T-Too-ka-san… You defeated Civit Gartland?!”
“I did, yeah.”
Not in a fair fight. But that doesn’t change the fact I beat him.
“So there’s no need for you to run,” I said.
Nyaki’s head dropped, like there were too many emotions running through
it for her to process all at once.
I can imagine what she’s thinking—now it’s come to this, she’s starting to
pity the Sword of Courage. Now she knows that I’m stronger than them, and
almost certain to kill them, she’s already begun to sympathize. Nyaki’s view of
the world is that, if there’s a way forward where nobody has to die, that’s for the
best path to choose. Right now she’s probably thinking of just running away.
Without her as a key, the Sword of Courage won’t ever get into the
Country at the End of the World. They won’t be able to kill the monsters and
demi-humans that live there. If we run away with Nyaki now, nobody else has to
die. That’s probably what she wants.
But the Sword of Courage are a covert unit of that Goddess. I can’t have
them standing in my way in the future. We’re bound to clash again at some
point, so better to take them down now. Besides, I can’t overlook the things that
they did to Nyaki and to the Speed Clan.
“Sorry Nyaki,” I said, turning in the direction of the remaining Sword of
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Courage members. “I’m not the kind of person that can just let them run loose. I
can’t be as forgiving as you are.”
She raised her head.
“Too-ka-san...” Nyaki’s voice sounded feeble—she was exhausted.
From what she told me, there’s no saving any of these people. None of
them were kind to her, not one. But Nyaki can find kindness in her heart for
them, even though they caused her so much misery. Nyaki’s overflowing with
kindness—but they hurt her nonetheless.
“I just want you to hold on to that kindness of yours—to treasure it. There
are people your kindness can save, I’m sure of it.”
I beckoned Piggymaru with a flick of my fingers, and the little slime dove
back into my robes. I took Slei with me this time, too.
“Seras, I’m counting on you to protect Nyaki again. We’re up against
seven of them—they might have split up to search the forest.”
“You really think so?” Seras asked.
“Yeah. If that happens, your sword is going to stand between them and
Nyaki. The strongest bloodsport warrior in the world said your swordplay has
incredible potential, didn’t she? That’s what’s going to protect her.”
“Leave it to me. I will do everything in my power to aid you.”
“Right. Let’s go, Slei.” I walked away, and Slei followed.
I looked up at the sky, the evening dark had set in above us.
Night—this is my time.
I’m sure if I tried to fight them head-on in battle, they’d have the upper
hand. Civit never mentioned the Sword of Courage as a group he wanted to
fight, but maybe he never knew about them. They aren’t like Civit, known across
the continent. One thing I do know is that they’re so strong that humanoid types
turn and run from them. That can’t be denied. I, on the other hand, could never
win in a fair fight against a humanoid type. They aren’t an enemy I can afford to
underestimate.
But even then...I don’t think I’m going to be satisfied with just “killing”
them.
The Speed Clan… Eve’s parents… I heard from Eve her memories of the
days they spent together. They were good people. Really good people. Especially
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Eve’s parents. The more I heard, the more they reminded me of my foster
parents.
“And those assholes enjoyed killing them.”
I kept walking, drawing the Lord of the Flies mask from my bag and
putting it on.
“It’s time to pay that back in full.”
Some people might think me cruel—criticize me as a monster. But from
here on out…no mercy.
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Chapter 5:
The Devil That Slaughters All
LEWIN SEALE
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“I’m not gonna get tired out like that sub-human trash now, am I?”
“I-I’m going to be honest, okay? I didn’t actually want Nyaki carrying my
things at all. I mean I didn’t want her touching the pans…”
“Well, it does make perfect sense that you would feel that way,” said
Nannatott, nodding in agreement.
With all of them on the same page, the atmosphere among the group was
beginning to settle down, when Satsuki cut in.
“You’re all thinking too much about the feelings of others. You’re getting
soft, Lewin.”
“…I know,” Lewin readily admitted. “Nyaki may be a sub-human, but she
still belongs to Vicius. That’s why I buried my desire to murder her deep inside.
And also why I tried to educate her in my own way, devoting myself to shaping
her into a tool to be of whatever limited use she could be. But…this is the result.
Nyaki has betrayed us. She’s just a feral sub-human after all. Just like the Speed
Clan. Damn her—damn them all!”
Lewin punched a nearby tree with a clenched fist, causing the thick trunk
to shake and shower leaves down upon him. His vision blurred, distorted by
bitter tears.
“Please Lewin, don’t blame yourself!” Miana ran over and clutched his
arm.
“Miana… I-I…”
“It’s okay!” She embraced him. “We all love you! Satsuki he…he’s just
saying that because he’s worried about you. You know that, don’t you? Satsuki
loves you too, even if he doesn’t say it. Perhaps even more than we do.”
Satsuki snorted in response.
“But I…”
“First let’s confirm that this Country at the End of the World exists with
our own eyes, okay? Then we’ll join up with the elites from Alion and together
—wipe those sub-humans off the continent.” Miana placed both hands on his
shoulders turned to look him dead in the eyes. “Keep it together. You’re our
symbol—the Sword of Courage, remember?”
“Miana…”
“We’re going to save humanity from the dangerous seeds of evil, aren’t
we?” Miana’s smile was reassuring. “You can do this—I guarantee it.”
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Lewin wiped his tears with his sleeve—his eyes which were red from
crying, now shone brighter than ever. “Sorry Miana. I lost heart for a moment
there.”
Alaine, who had been watching over them both, smiled a little self-
deprecating smile.
“I can’t win. I really can’t,” she mumbled to herself.
“Giving up?” asked Yugung, placing a hand on his shoulder.
“No. I’m going to keep trying a bit longer.”
“Right then…I’m cheering for you.”
“Thanks, Yugung.”
“Gah hah hah, I’ve got a bet going with Bird after all! I’m gonna be out of
pocket money if you lose!”
“Y-You! I can’t believe you, Yugung!”
Everyone laughed at the sight of them arguing. Almost everyone.
“What’s wrong, Lewin?”
“It’s just…I’m remembering how fun it is just being with you all. With
nothing else in our way. I’m happy, it’s just…”
“You think it would be better if Nyaki didn’t come back?”
“As much as it pains me, until we open the door to the Country at the End
of the World we don’t have that option. There is one more divine beast in the
world, but Vicius-sama seems to want to keep that one back in reserve. We’ll
have to endure Nyaki for now.”
“You’re so tolerant, Lewin. You’re such a splendid example to us all.”
Lewin looked down at the ground, disappointment on his face. “Nyaki
was just like the Speed Clan, in the end.”
“Yes. It turns out she was.”
“There’s nothing we can do to educate them when they get like that. I
thought we were getting through to her—and now we have no choice but to
destroy her after all.”
Miana poked him in the center of his forehead with her fingertip.
“Huh?”
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With all that said, killing Nyaki and finding the location of the Country at
the End of the World would have to wait until Nyaki had been caught and
returned. Lewin and his group waited, but there was no sign of Toado or
Birdwitcher. They were the two best trackers in the group—they must have
caught her by now. Nannatott grumbled as the darkness of evening set in.
“That sub-human managed to get rather far on little rest. I’ve been
depriving her of sleep for just such an occasion as this. Waking her up in the
middle of the night, no less.”
“Nyaki’s probably been on the move ever since we said our goodbyes to
Strife. But in the state she’s in, they must have caught up to her by now,” said
Karo, offering his analysis.
But they haven’t returned yet—something’s wrong, thought Lewin.
“I knew we should’ve gouged out her eyes,” said Nannatott, pounding his
lap in regret. “She wouldn’t have gotten far without those!”
“It’s the ears, Tott. We should’ve taken her hearing away. We…we were
too generous.”
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“Even so, it’s strange that they haven’t returned yet,” said Alaine.
Lewin finally broke his silence. “Do you think…they encountered a
humanoid type?”
“Possible,” noted Satsuki.
Yugung frowned. “Hmph, I figured the area we came through was safe.
We smashed all the monsters we came across.”
Satsuki raised his sword a little from its hilt, showing them its peculiar
gleam. “I’ll go after them.”
Nannatott stood as well. “As will I.”
“Me too,” said Karo. “Once I catch her, you’re fine with me bursting both
her eardrums, yeah?”
“Now it’s come to this, I can’t stop you,” said Lewin with a nod.
“I will sever her ears from her head with my katana,” said Satsuki. “I
won’t be satisfied with simply piercing her eardrums now. Don’t try and stop
me, Lewin.”
They were all so furious with Nyaki after her escape that they wanted to
kill her as soon as they found her. Lewin knew everybody there was thinking the
same thing.
Strife’s death is probably all Nyaki’s fault too, isn’t it? he thought to
himself. “I know how you feel, Satsuki. Just don’t kill her yet, okay?”
“Fear not—I will not cross that line.”
Nannatott finished preparing to leave, turning to Lewin for approval while
brushing the dirt from his behind.
“I will crush her eyeballs when I find her. No objections, I take it?”
“I’m sure she’ll wail and cry when you do—but bear with it,” Lewin
replied.
“O ho ho, you really are too kind. There is no need for worry.”
“I’m sorry for always holding you back, Tott.”
“You might be holding yourself back a bit much yourself,” Nannatott
replied, laughing heartily.
“What should we do? Break her legs just in case?” asked Karo.
“Nah, then someone’ll have to carry her. Nobody here’s going to want to
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Lewin and the rest of his party waited for Satsuki and the others to return.
“I wonder if they’ve safely caught up with Toado and Birdwitcher yet.”
“They’ll be fine, Lewin. Satsuki’s with them.”
“Hah hah hah! Always were a worrier, werentcha, Lewin?”
The place they found themselves was a clearing in the forest, dotted with
stone structures that could barely be called buildings any more. The annoying
buzzing sound of insects filled their ears, and sometimes they thought they heard
the cries of birds, or perhaps of monsters far off in the distance.
There were a few low stone walls remaining, but they were all but ruined
by time, and wouldn’t provide much cover. Lewin and the others had no need for
cover anyway. If they were attacked by humanoid types, Lewin could easily
protect them.
Satsuki and the others aren’t back yet.
“The day’s almost done,” said Alaine, looking up at the deep purple sky
above.
The time when all the dark and evil creatures emerge.
The phrase flashed through the back of Lewin’s mind. Long ago, he had
heard it from one of the Heroes From Another World. Sunset was a time when
monsters and demons appeared—bringing calamity to all who encountered them.
“The sky looks ominous tonight,” added Alaine idly, as she stared up.
Lewin’s heart pounded hard in his chest. His instincts called out to him.
This is... Something’s coming. Danger! A threat!
“Somethin’s wrong, Lewin,” said Yugung. “I don’t hear the insects no
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more.”
“…Something isn’t right.”
“Lewin, what do y—”
“All of you, prepare for battle!” Lewin bellowed.
The other three members of his group jumped into action at a moment’s
notice, realizing something was wrong. Lewin’s intuition had caught on to
something.
They had been together for a long time—Lewin’s intuition almost always
held true when real danger was closing in. They had been saved countless times
by it before. The four of them formed up in a circle, looking out into the forest to
watch their backs.
“Somethin’ strong?!” called Yugung.
“I don’t know—something bad. Something very, very bad!”
There were few details to go on, but none of them could afford to doubt
Lewin’s words.
“Miana! Use White Noise in fortress mode!”
“Eh?! I-I need to use fortress mode?!” asked Miana.
“Yes, quickly!”
“U-understood!”
Miana placed a dark purple gauntlet over her right hand, reaching almost
to her elbow. The gauntlet was marked by protuberances jutting out from it like
horns—a magical item exclusively for incantations, only usable by a chosen few
incantation magic users.
Miana concentrated her mana, and the item’s carved crystals glowed with
pale light. Next a ring of letters of light appeared and encircled her. The letters
were the words to her incantation, but Miana didn’t need to read them—she
knew them by heart.
“Seeing nothing, hearing nothing… You sinners, free and shapeless… Be
beheaded by the six-named god of destruction, scorched by the Silver Maiden,
the supreme magician turned noise… White Noise!”
Once she had finished, the letters were absorbed into her hand and
disappeared. Above her in the sky appeared a square of sheet armor, two meters
across. The semi-transparent sheet was patterned like a sandstorm, which moved
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Another World and the Civit after all. I require allies who will listen to reason,
yes indeed. If the others someday rebel against me, I will need good people by
my side.
“Yes, I wish to avoid letting them know that I have companions that are
capable of crossing swords with them. I would like you to hide your true power
from the world. The time is not yet right.”
Back then, the Goddess had called out to him as he was leaving her room.
“If Civit Gartland is the Strongest Man in the World, then… The Sword of
Courage is the strongest of the Heroic Blood whom I know. And you have far
more potential to grow than he—of that, I guarantee you.”
From the mouth of the Goddess herself— I am the strongest.
Lewin Seale caught a glimpse of Civit Gartland once before. He knew it
immediately—the weight of the truly strong.
But the thing that’s closing in on us...it’s different somehow. There’s
something abnormal about it. It’s not strength.
Pure evil.
No point in trying to figure it all out now. For now...
Lewin steadied his breathing, and focused his mind.
I just need to trust my instincts.
That was the right decision, as it always had been. Lewin’s intuition was
almost like a form of divination. It couldn’t be explained as simple cause and
effect, but whenever Lewin listened to his own advice, good luck came to him.
Lewin shook himself back to reality and took a deep breath.
“Show yourself! We are the Sword of Courage—here on orders from the
Goddess Vicius herself! Nothing good will come of confronting us! Maybe
you’re mistaken—let’s sit down and talk first, eh? How about it?!”
But there was no answer. The darkness was deep and silent as ever. Alaine
looked tense, as she peeked out of one of the gaps from inside their dome.
“Hey Lewin. Satsuki and the others…they’re okay, aren’t they?”
“Maybe they haven’t come across this thing yet. Maybe it’s just us.”
“What do you think? Is that a humanoid type out there?” asked Yugung,
holding his great axe over his shoulder as he looked outside.
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“No, we aren’t that deep in the forest anymore. We’re closer to the
outskirts. I can’t imagine there are any humanoid types around here more
threatening than the ones we killed earlier.”
Miana turned pale, and swallowed before speaking. “Then what in the
world…”
“It’s possible that it’s because we’re close to the Country at the End of the
World,” suggested Lewin.
“You mean they’ve sensed us coming, and struck out at us first?!”
“Potentially.”
“Come on! You mean those sub-human trash aren’t just holed up and
cowering here?!”
Are the monsters and demi-humans of the Country at the End of the World
really this intimidating? That doesn’t seem right. Nothing about this presence
feels complacent like them. They ran from battle! Ran like cowards to make a
fleeting paradise for themselves here at the end of the world.
Could this possibly be them, then...?
“It’s just like Vicius-sama said.”
“Lewin?”
“They have to be destroyed, everyone that lives in this Country at the End
of the World.”
This sinister, ominous presence...I wouldn’t be surprised to find out it was
the Demon King out there. But, if this really was the Demon King some of us
would’ve felt the effects of his essence by now. Who is it out there really?
“…!”
The other three realized it too, just after Lewin did. A faint rustling
reached their ears.
“Someone’s coming.”
The wind began to blow, setting the trees swaying and masking the
footsteps. Lewin concentrated his hearing even more.
“Graaah…!”
A voice.
Lewin put his back to the wall. “Is that a monster?”
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He narrowed his eyes, trying to find the source of the noise. A cracking
and rustling in the gloom.
The cracking of branches underfoot. The rustling of leaves. It can’t be the
others—they would never be this careless.
“Satsuki!” he called out.
Satsuki came into view and Lewin noticed the change in him immediately.
“S-satsuki?”
“Grraaa! Ghaaah!”
“Satsuki?!”
There was no question that it was Satsuki shambling to them in the
darkness, and he was picking up speed as he approached. But something was
clearly wrong. His eyes had rolled back in his head, and there was spit flying
from his mouth. He held his katana in one hand, but his balance was uneven,
nothing like his normal stride.
And there was blood dripping from the blade. He had been fighting.
“Satsuki, what happened?!”
They called to him, but Satsuki didn’t stop. It didn’t appear that he was
scared—it looked as if he had lost his mind.
“Hey Lewin, th-there’s something wrong with him!”
“Y-yeah…”
But what am I supposed to do about it? Monsters I can just cut down, but
that’s my friend out there charging at me. He doesn’t look like himself, but that
doesn’t change that it’s still Satsuki.
“Ghaaah!”
He collided with the wall of noise, making Yugung jump in instinctive
surprise. Satsuki was knocked back and rolled to the ground, but quickly got to
his feet.
“Gh-u graaah!”He thrust his katana through a gap in the dome.
“Hey, stop it, Satsuki! You don’t recognize us?!”
Lewin bit his lip, parrying Satsuki’s blade with the flat of his sword. They
all backed away from the side of the dome that he was attacking them from, but
Satsuki circled around to a point where he could reach inside and Lewin was
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story.
Satsuki’s corpse lay in the gap he had been trying to force his way
through. They all stood dumbfounded, looking at it for a while longer. Yugung
was the first to break the silence, pressing a piece of cloth to his injured ear.
“Satsuki, he…he came to his senses in the end, didn’ he? Y-you don’t
think if we’d waited a bit longer he’d ’a woken up?”
“Don’t say that, Yugung!” Miana glowered at him, embracing Lewin in
her arms as he stood still blankly staring at Satsuki. “What the heck?! It’s almost
like you think Lewin made the wrong choice, or something!”
“Tch! Lewin can do no wrong in your eyes eh? Never could!”
“You have more opinions?!”
“Shut up, yeesh! I’m the one who’s injured over here!”
“What’s with the way you’re talking?!”
“Both of you, enough!” shouted Lewin, calming them. “I know you’re
confused, but calm down. The danger hasn’t passed just yet.”
“Yeah, you’re right,” said Yugung. “This is all because of Nyaki anyway.
I’m sorry, Miana. This is all the fault of that piece of sub-human trash.”
“Y-yes, I’m sorry too. You’re right. All this anger—it should be directed
at Nyaki.”
They joined hands, a twinkling in their eyes.
“We’re going to catch Nyaki…” began Miana.
“…and make her pay for all o’ this,” finished Yugung.
They had been at each other’s throats moments earlier, but now seemed to
have returned to normal. Lewin breathed a sigh of relief, and looked over Alaine,
who was still crouched with both hands over her ears.
“Miana, scatter some light spheres around.”
But it was Alaine who stood up and answered. “I’ll do it. Light spheres,
right? All of them?”
“Yeah…”
“Understood.”
She rushed over to her pack and started rummaging through it. Lewin
smiled just a little at the sight.
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I’m sorry, Alaine. You’re so much stronger than I give you credit for…
“I’m going to make sure Nyaki knows...” she said, sweating as she picked
out the light spheres from her pack. “She did this to us. She’s going to take
responsibility for everything!”
Lewin felt himself being swept away by his emotions, but somehow
managed to control himself.
“Of course,” he replied simply, before turning once more to the darkness
outside. “We are the light of this world.”
He glared off into the deep darkness, never looking away from it.
“We’ll never lose to that evil blackness out there. We’ll defeat it, and then
—”
“Lewin? What’s wrong?”
“Nothing, it’s just…”
Was that my imagination? Something small, and very far away. I thought I
heard a strange, distorted voice whispering in the darkness. Asking…
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The light spheres in their hands were small magical items, about the size
of pebbles—that produced light when mana was channeled into them.
They tossed a few outside through the gaps in the wall of noise, all four of
them in different directions. They went both long and short with their throws,
scattering enough to light the nearby area. No one worried if the light would
attract nearby monsters—nothing could beat Lewin Seale.
Monsters be damned. We need to identify whatever is out there.
Lewin had already decided to completely abandon all compassion for his
enemy. All four of the mercenaries were nervous as they waited under the dome.
“Let’s enjoy this…” Lewin wanted to say those words, but it wouldn’t
have been right. Their situation was dire—more so than it had been since the day
the Sword of Courage began. He looked over at Satsuki’s corpse, still slumped
down and stuck between a gap in the wall.
He turned away quickly, unable to bear laying eyes on it for long.
We’ve lost two members in such a short period of time. Strife and
Satsuki…
But what about Toado, Birdwitcher, Karo, and Nannatott? Have we really
lost six?
The only members of his group he could be confident were still alive were
the three beside him. Less than half the Sword of Courage remained.
“Think it’d be too dangerous for us to strike out at ’em, Lewin?” asked
Yugung, still stuck to the wall and wary of the other side.
“My intuition is telling me we shouldn’t let the enemy get a full view of
us—that’s something we absolutely need to avoid.”
It seems like the enemy doesn’t know how to proceed. I don’t understand
why, but I think it needs to see us properly to make its attacks.
Is our enemy using the Demon Eye of legend?
No, it can’t be. The stories might sound similar, but that’s just a legend
from ages past. It doesn’t exist.
Everyone was having difficulty breathing—their nerves were frayed from
being constantly on edge.
“I guess neither of us have a way to attack each other right now. Switch to
your bows.”
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know it!”
Lewin was panting, and speaking faster now. “They’re telling me to live!”
Know your enemy. That’s the first step to survival.
Is it a human? A demi-human? An assassin from the Country at the End of
the World? A humanoid type? Could it even be another army, dispatched from
Mira…?
None of those answers made sense to Lewin—none of them made the
pieces all fall neatly into place.
He panted. His body was covered in sweat. It wasn’t hot under the dome,
but all four of them were sweating.
“Footsteps?”
Suddenly they heard galloping—all four listened out carefully.
“A horse? Here?”
Most horses are too scared to enter the Land of the Golden-eyed
Monsters. They can’t bear the stress coming in. But that’s definitely the sound of
a horse. No! Two horses, no less. Galloping in tandem. They’re circling us from
the outside.
“There are at least two sets of hoofbeats out there.”
Now knowing how many enemies he was up against, Lewin focused on
the sound of the horses.
“Urk!” Lewin clutched at his chest again, feeling the strain.
“Lewin?!”
“It’s not that.”
“What do you mean?”
“It isn’t coming from the horses.”
“The uncanny presence—it’s coming from somewhere else.”
But those horses aren’t normal either—their speed, the way they’re
pounding the ground as they gallop. It’s unusually powerful—there’s a good
chance those are monsters out there, not horses at all.
I don’t hear the whispering anymore. Was it just a hallucination? But…
“—!”
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It emerged.
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“Squ-eeeeee!”
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MIMORI TOUKA
T HE SUN HADN’T YET SET over the forest when I found the two men while
searching for the remaining members of the Sword of Courage. From their
appearances I judged that one of them was Nannatott and the other was Satsuki.
I had no intention of fighting with them head-on of course, and caught them both
unaware with a surprise attack. I think they might have detected me, but both
were confident that I would be a weak opponent they could cut down easily.
I used my Berserk skill on Nannatott and had Satsuki cut him down, then
used Poison and Berserk on Satsuki himself. Targets affected by Berserk that
lose sight of any fresh victims to attack tend to go in the direction of the loudest
noise they can hear. I used Piggymaru to cushion the sounds of my own
movement, and threw rocks and sticks to lead Satsuki where I wanted him—all
the way back to his companions.
Satsuki was one of the strongest enemies I had ever faced—I knew that as
soon as I saw him. I knew I would have had no chance against him in a fair fight.
He was far stronger than any of the Elite Five members had been, save for Civit.
But still he fell to my status effect techniques before I even had the chance to
learn the meaning of that Zanjin name of his.
I caught him in my spider’s web, and that was the end of him. All that was
left was to wrap him up and inject the poison. It didn’t matter how strong he
was. Satsuki and Nannatott took my presence lightly—they probably detected
Piggymaru as well and thought we were too insignificant to bother dealing with.
All of them—they’re only wary of the ones they think are above them.
I haven’t faced a single strong foe who’s been wary of me after seeing the
clear gap between their own strength and mine—the weaker ones who challenge
me from a level below might have more of a chance. The better my opponent’s
ability to detect exactly how strong I am, the more that ability comes back to bite
them in the end.
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I checked that Slei was following behind me as ordered, and led Satsuki
on until we arrived at the camp of the remaining Sword of Courage members.
My plan was to send Satsuki in to attack them, distracting them with their own
companion in a berserk state to throw them off. I would cloak myself in the
darkness and clean up the remaining members in one attack as they found
themselves lost in confusion at Satsuki in his transformed state. If possible, I’d
finish them off with a long-range surprise attack, using my linked form with
Piggymaru.
Much to my surprise, they had set up defenses. There was something
unnatural about the walls around them—they didn’t look to be made of stone or
wood. It looked more like some sort of wall of visual noise was being projected
around them—like a sandstorm, or static on a flatscreen display. Probably the
result of some magical item.
When I link with Piggymaru, I need to have visual confirmation of my
target to activate my skills. The only one I can use without seeing a target
directly is my Slow skill. And I need to see almost the whole body of the target I
intend to attack. I could see pieces of them through gaps in the static wall, but I
couldn’t get a clear view.
Suddenly, I began to have doubts. Did they know how my status effect
skills work? They couldn’t have. If that was true, Toado, Satsuki, and the others
would have been able to defend against me as well, they would have been more
careful. These people didn’t know a thing about my status effect skills—they
must have set this up in case of any long-ranged attacks. I still had the
advantage.
Unfortunately, while I was evaluating the situation, Satsuki noticed his
companions hiding in their defensive dome and rushed for it. If I tried to stop
him, it would have just given away my position to the others. I didn’t have
control of him anymore. I needed to find another distraction, since that one was
gone.
So, I altered my plans.
I left him alone to attack the others, and before long began to hear cries of
distress from the dome. In the meantime, I set about making arrangements of my
own. While I planned, I heard the name “Lewin” among the screaming. The
other strong group member, Lewin Seale, was here. With Satsuki going berserk,
he’d be very cautious about their defenses.
I needed to get close. Close enough to look through the gap in the white
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noise wall, get them all in my sights, and use my skills at point-blank range.
I retreated a little into the forest and gave orders to Slei, who was still on
standby. I’d poured mana into her to change into her third form after we’d left
Seras and Nyaki behind. I made sure to do it well away from them, so the light
of the mana transfer wouldn’t attract any attention to their position. And then I
made sure she followed a good distance behind so the sound of her massive
hooves didn’t draw attention to me.
“Use those eight legs of yours to make it sound like there are two horses
out here,” I said.
Slei gives me a lot more options in combat. In more ways than one… Slei
and Piggymaru are so important to my ability to create openings and distract my
enemies.
“Keep a good distance away from the enemies. Watch for bow attacks,
and ranged magic especially.”
Slei brayed in reply.
“As for you, Piggymaru…”
“Squee.”
“Once Slei has taken you over there, stretch out as big as you can get, then
go right back to your normal size the moment they see you, okay? The aim is to
get them to focus their attention on you.”
I turned to glance over my shoulder once before continuing.
“Once you two set off, I’ll call out to them—whatever comes to my mind.
That should attract their attention over here for a split second.”
I took their attention from Piggymaru and Slei, and directed it to me.
Distraction was just another one of my magic tricks.
I pulled the amplification crystal from my mask and poured mana into it
before handing it to Piggymaru.
“Once you’ve shown them where you are…” Piggymaru deftly took the
crystal from my hands with a tentacle, and held it close. “Let out a cry—loud as
you can.”
“Squee.”
The sound of Slei’s hooves.
The giant slime suddenly appearing from nowhere, only to disappear a
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moment later.
The echoing, deafening sound of its cry.
And while they’re paying attention to that—I’ll rush up to their defensive
wall.
“I’m putting you in danger with this strategy, there’s even the risk of
death. If you’re scared, I don’t mind you going back to wait with Seras and
Nyaki. Don’t worry, I won’t blame you.”
Neither Piggymaru nor Slei moved a muscle. “What, you’re asking us this
now?” they seemed to be saying.
I smiled in spite of myself—grateful that they were with me.
“When this is over, you can have my share of whatever comes out of the
magical leather pouch.” I nodded once in silence, and Piggymaru and Slei
answered in kind.
“Squee♪.”
“Pumpee♪.”
I stood and put on my Lord of the Flies mask—our plan had begun.
“Squ-eeeee!”
Everything’s going according to plan. And now...
“Slow.”
I spoke the name of my skill as I set off running, Piggymaru’s cry masked
the sound.
My Slow skill applied a slowing effect to all living things in a radius
around me—I guess it must look to them like I’m moving incredibly quickly.
The world they’re in feels slow and numb—even their reflexes are delayed. He
might be physically superior to me in every way, but with this, I could get in
close to Lewin Seale. This was the exact situation this skill was made for.
Slei and Piggymaru were moving through the forest without hiding the
sounds they made—already making themselves targets for enemy attack.
If they do have any long-range attacks, they’re probably getting ready to
use them now.
I’ve got to hurry, but be careful.
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I grabbed Lewin by the shirt and dragged him outside, then did the same
to the other three. Thanks to the glowing balls on the ground, the whole area was
lit up by artificial light. I sat down cross-legged and looked at the four of them
sprawled out on the ground.
“You really are strong, aren’t you,” I said to Lewin.
He’s the real thing—even Satsuki was nothing compared to him. They’re
called the two strongest in their group, but there’s a wide gap between them.
Fast, too. When I drew their attention away with Piggymaru’s deafening
cry, he was the first one to realize I’d approached. Awful personality aside, I
think I understand why he’s the ace up that foul Goddess’ sleeve.
It’s brilliant that I’m going to get to kill him here. …Just a shame that
humans don’t give EXP. This guy would’ve been a jackpot.
“I know all about you Sword of Courage guys. You’re Vicius’ covert unit,
right? Nyaki told me everything.”
Their expressions changed at the mention of her name. There was anger—
no, an intense hatred that emanated from all of them.
“Oh, also…” I looked casually back at the dome, to Satsuki’s leg sticking
awkwardly out of a gap in the wall. “I killed Toado and Birdwitcher first.”
“—!”
Lovely reaction.
“Well, I suppose that’s wrong. Toado killed Birdwitcher. He was crying
like a baby when he did it, y’know. Toado kept going on and on about you guys,
tears in his eyes.”
“Y-yh… ’m n-nevr g-h, bhf?!”
Lewin’s eyes narrowed, and he glared at me in indignation as he spat up
more blood. He tried to stand, but his legs gave out beneath him, and he lay
down motionless again after the fall. Undoubtedly more internal damage was
done.
Provoking this guy and having him hurt himself might not be a bad way to
go about this. Paralyzed targets don’t appear to take damage when I’m the one
moving them around, only when they try to struggle and move of their own
accord.
“Oh, and Satsuki killed that Nannatott guy.”
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“Gh?!”
“You saw the way he attacked you, right? I did that to Nannatott first, and
Satsuki decided to kill him after he figured out there was no way to save him.
Then I did the same to Satsuki and sent him in your direction.”
“!!!” Their anger and agony came through loud and clear, even without
words.
“One of them’s still alive though,” I said. “Oh, and…”
“Poison.”
I set it to non-lethal mode.
Lewin’s struggling is doing the job for me, but it’s never a bad idea to
weaken them up.
They began to suffer, and I sat there and just watched for a while.
“Wanna make a deal?” I asked finally. “Karo’s still alive, yeah? I let him
go.”
The four of them stared at me, questioning looks in their eyes.
“He sold out his friends, you see—that’s why.”
“L-liar! -Ghgh?!”
Lewin jumped in to deny it immediately, damaging himself even further.
“Believe me or don’t, that’s up to you. Now, then…”
I don’t know if they can channel mana while they’re paralyzed. I don’t
want any of them firing off an incantation spell at me. Incantation magic needs
to be channeled through some kind of magical item to work—the only exception
being the unique skills of us Heroes From Another World.
I stood and inspected their gear piece by piece. I removed everything from
them that might have been magical in nature and tossed it away, before
dispelling the paralysis effect on each of their heads.
“S-screw you! Wait. I-I can talk?!” Yugung gave the usual response. The
other three followed suit, trying to move their bodies too, but realizing they
couldn’t. Yugung glared up at me from the ground. “You…who are you?
Wearin’ that li’l Lord of the Flies mask?”
They didn’t even know that Civit is dead—figures they’ve never heard of
the Lord of the Flies Brigade either. Not that it matters.
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“Right,” I said, looking down at them all. “I’m going to ask you some
questions. I’ll let one of you live—whoever gives me the best information, that
is.”
I saw the dread pass over their faces, and they exchanged looks.
“Now then, who’s it going to be…aside from Karo, I wonder?”
“…Why.” Lewin was shaking with rage. “Why are you doing this?! Did
she put you up to it?! Is it because of Nyakiii?!”
“It is a mystery, isn’t it? But more importantly, here are my questions. I’d
like to know…” I proceeded to set out my questions. At first, they gave no
answer and spent their time cursing at me instead.
Not that I cared. My acts were worthy of condemnation, that was a fact—
but it wouldn’t change their situation in the least.
“Nyaki, Nyaki, that blasted Nyaki! What the heck is she playing at?! She
ain’t getting away with a clean death after this!”
“We can’t let this stand, the filthy beast!”
“We cared for her! Looked after her! This is just too cruel!”
But when they start cursing Nyaki—that makes me feel sick.
Lewin called out desperately to the other three.
“We’re going to get out of this, everyone! Now’s the time to focus our
emotions together as one. To reaffirm our feelings to Nyaki!” Lewin continued
his hopeless appeals to them. “We won’t sell out our friends, none of us will!
You’ve underestimated our vows, fly man! Your plan was doomed from the start
to—Ghft!”
I kicked him in the side as he babbled.
“Reaffirm your feelings, do whatever you want. If you ain’t answering my
questions, you ain’t leaving here alive.”
“You fool. You know nothing of the strength of our bonds. Nobody here
will answer you!” he cried.
“Right. But well, this is going to hurt more and more the longer it goes on.
Let’s see how you four hold up.”
They’re all affected by poison right now. Their suffering is only going to
increase as more time passes. I’ve got the setting on “non-lethal” right now—
they can’t even die. The only way that could happen would be if one of the
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monsters in the forest here ate them…or if I choose to finish them off.
All I have to do is wait.
I killed time by going through the magical items I’d taken from the group.
“Gh, hh... H-hey... Hey, you there!” Yugung called out.
“What is it?”
With the effect of the poison, all four of them were clearly weakening.
Now they were unable to even struggle against their paralysis, taking away their
ability to deal fatal damage to themselves that way. I had explained all this to
them, after I asked my questions.
It’s a living hell.
“Wh-what you said earlier…is that true?”
“You’re asking if I’ll really let you go free if you answer my questions?”
“Y-yeah.” There was a fear in Yugung’s voice that hadn’t been there
before.
Now he understands. I’m not going to stop—never going to show mercy.
“H-hey, Yugung?! Don’t tell me, y-you..you’re not going to do what he
wants, are you?!”
“Shut up!” Yugung screamed. “W-we’re just gonna die if this keeps up! I-
I don’t wanna die yet!”
I stopped rifling through their things and walked back over to them.
“Like I told you, if you all got the same information to give me, then the
fastest wins.”
Lewin ground his teeth, staring daggers at me.
“Who would agree to help y—”
“Vicius’ goal is to kill all the demi-humans and monsters in the Country at
the End of the World!”
For a moment, the whole area felt icy cold.
“A-Alaine…?”
Lewin looked at her as if he couldn’t believe his eyes.
“I-I don’t care! I don’t care if you look at me like that! I don’t want to die!
I don’t wanna! I can’t take it! I just can’t!” she cried.
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“Screw you, Alaine! What the heck’s wrong with you getting the jump on
me like that?!” Yugung roared.
“Who are you to talk, Yugung?! You’re the one who tried it first! I-it’s all
your fault! You’re the one who made me talk!”
“What?! You’re tryna pin this on me?!”
“It’s your fault! I can’t hear you! I don’t care!”
“Th-the other divine beast—the Goddess has her! The Goddess is holding
the second divine beast!” Miana cut in as Yugung and Alaine wailed at each
other. “Worst case, it doesn’t really matter if Ny-Nyaki dies, because…because
the other one’s being taken better care of!”
“M-Mianaaa! Didn’t take long for you to betray us either—jeez, you’re
easy, aintcha?” shouted Yugung.
“Shut up, idiot! Y-you’ve been in a weirdly stuck-up mood ever since we
got attacked anyway! You’ve always been proud and arrogant for an ugly guy,
you know? It’s annoying as all hell! If we’re all gonna die, maybe it’s best you
go first?! Just die already! Ah, I’m so glad I got to let all that out! It’s such a
relief!”
“You can go ahead and die too, you whore! H-hey, you there with the fly
mask! Don’t listen to these stupid girls, I’ve got better intel than—”
“Bullshit!” Miana interrupted him. “What?! You that desperate to
survive?! That’s so lame!”
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“Think about the future… I’m the most powerful and talented among us!
I’m the one that should survive. I’m sorry, but this is the only choice I have.”
“W-w-what?!” Miana turned purple with rage as she shouted at him.
“What are you saying now?! You think you get to decide?! What the heck?!
What happened to the bonds between us?! Hey!”
Lewin bit his lip in frustration. “I don’t want to say this…but there’s
nobody here better suited to survive than me. I’m the one that’s got the
information he wants, too—Goddess Vicius gave all her orders directly to me.
Like I said, I know things that you three don’t. It pains me, but I want you to
accept this. This is what it means—these are the bonds between us.”
“You’re bringing up bonds now?! Y-you just want to save your own skin!
You’re the worst! You can go die as well, Lewin!” shouted Alaine in a fit of
rage. “Aaah, it’s all a lie! Everything he’s saying! They’re all lies! Lewin’s
making it all up! I’m the only one telling the truth! Everyone else is just feeding
you lies to save themselv—”
Lewin continued, “We were instructed to be careful to kill all the
members of the Forbidden Words Clan on our mission to the Country at the End
of the World! I think they’ve gotten to be an inconvenience to Vicius!”
“Shut up, Lewin! I’m talking now, me! I’m talking!”
Lewin completely ignored her wailing and continued to speak. “We’ve
already informed Goddess Vicius of the location of the door to the Country at
the End of the World! Sent her a message by magical war pigeon about half a
day ago!”
He called, raised his voice to be heard over Alaine’s screaming.
“…”
Tch… So they already passed the message on to that foul Goddess, huh.
Would’ve been perfect if I’d been able to crush them before they even found it.
I proceeded to have them spill all the information they had, competing
with each other all the while. At times they would curse each other, and at others
would cut each other off and steal the chance to spill intel that another was about
to reveal.
Not much fun for me to watch, but this method’s gotten me most of the
information I need. I thought they were pretty loyal to that foul Goddess at first,
but not so much now.
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“Course we can! I mean Nyaki’s the one that drove us to this, we ain’t
done anything wrong!”
“Yes, you’re right! How could we forget something so important?”
“Things can go back to how they were, right?”
“Yeah. We’re going to start over, right now. For all our friends who are
gone.”
“…”
Jeez. These guys have no shame. When everything’s going well they’re
drunk on their own friendship, but as soon as things go south their true natures
come out. The switch happens so fast. So, all those insults from earlier can just
be completely forgotten about, just like that?
“Come on now, everyone! Let’s tell that guy in the fly mask everything he
wants to hear! All the wonderful memories!”
They spoke. They told me things…things that made me sick to my
stomach.
I should listen to this. I should learn exactly what kind of end the Speed
Clan—that Eve’s parents—came to. I owe it to her.
But soon I couldn’t listen anymore. I was on the verge of killing them all
just to silence them. They just kept talking, completely intoxicated on the
euphoria of what they were saying.
“Like I said, nothing comes from hate alone! That’d just be pointless! We
figured we should try and learn to have fun while we killed them, that was the
task we set ourselves! Ever since then we’ve managed to enjoy killing, that’s the
secret!”
“Quiet.”
“Wha…?”
“I already told you once to shut up.”
Sensing the change in my tone of voice, the four fell silent.
I removed my mask.
“I knew it! Under that thing you’re a human, just like us,” said Lewin. A
light came into in his eyes as if all his worries had just been swept away. “I can
tell you more about the day that we began, but…was that enough for you?”
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friends.
“I’m just exterminating the people I don’t like. Exactly what you guys
have been doing, right?”
You’re on your way to the Country at the End of the World... Killing
whoever it is that lives there just because they happen to be monsters or demi-
humans, aren’t you?
“You wouldn’t spare Nyaki, no matter how much she followed your
orders…all because she isn’t human. You never responded to her sincerity with
any of your own. That’s why I’m not going to save you either.”
“Screw you! You’re a monster! Die! ”
“This guy’s been brainwashed by Nyaki, I knew it! Oh man!”
“Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar!”
“Berserk.”
I chose Miana as my first victim—Yugung and Alaine fell completely
silent as she was transformed into a blooming flower of fresh blood and breathed
her last.
Yugung next.
“W-wait…Hh-ghaah?!”
Now Alaine.
“Listen! Hey, you can do whatever you want to me, so—ghheh?!”
I stood before Lewin now, his own blood draining from his face as his
comrades’ blood splattered him with red.
“E-everyone… N-no!” His head dropped to his chest. “So…so it’s me.”
“Hmm?”
“I’m the only one that gets to survive. The one you chose.”
You’ve got to be kidding me. This guy… He’s still convinced I’m going to
let him live.
“Tell me, fly man.”
“What?”
“Who are you? Why are you here? Why are you doing this?”
“Let me make it simple for you: One of my companions is a survivor of
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I stared down at the four corpses for a while. Then, turning my back on
them, I placed two fingers in my mouth and whistled. Eve had taught me how,
back when we were both living in Erika’s house.
Piggymaru and Slei appeared at my call, and I picked up the cloth bag
packed up with the few pieces of gear I’d collected.
No need to handle these bodies with Freeze—might as well just leave them
here. The monsters in this forest will take care of them. I should prioritize
getting back to Seras and Nyaki for now.
“…”
I stopped, and looked back over my shoulder.
“You guys kept calling me crazy, didn’t you?”
I turned away and kept walking.
Man. People like me, charging straight to their revenge...
“Of course I’m crazy.”
SERAS ASHRAIN
T HE MAN WAS ALONE, a curved blade in his hand. Seras had detected his
presence ahead of time and hidden Nyaki away in the nearby brush. She stood
cloaked in darkness, facing off against the man in her Fly Swordsman disguise.
Seras’ eyes were accustomed to the gloom, and there was a faint
moonlight above that allowed her some basic visibility. From the descriptions
Nyaki had given them both earlier—the man before her was Karo.
“A girl, huh,” he said.
“Allow me to make this clear before you ask—I have no intention of
handing over Nyaki,” Seras replied.
“Beautiful voice, too. Might be the finest I’ve ever heard in my life,
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launched into a second attack, giving Seras little warning by not telegraphing his
swing.
“But man, all you freakin’ elves are good for is living too long! And
runnin’ your mouth like that earli…?!”
Seras’ first attack was nothing compared to her second. Her first had been
a steady slash to meet Karo’s blade. This time, she concentrated all her speed
into the blow.
“Too slow.”
Karo stumbled backward, both hands pressed to his slashed throat. He fell
to his knees, breathing heavily but barely making a sound.
“My slashing technique pales in comparison to that of Eve Speed.”
“Gh—!”
“A name you have heard before?”
Karo looked up at Seras with bloodshot eyes.
“The things you did to Miss Nyaki—to the Speed Clan—I cannot possibly
forgive you.”
Karo searched in vain for his fallen sworn, as his life drained away.
Then, with a sudden thrust of Seras’ blade, it was over.
Spirit armor—disengage.
Seras took off her mask.
“Perhaps you were lucky it was me you faced.” She looked down at Karo,
her face as clear and cold as the bright moon shining up there in the night sky
above them. “If it had been him—you might not have been sent on your way
quite so gently or quickly.”
MIMORI TOUKA
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That foul Goddess might make her move sooner rather than later.
“Nyaki…can you walk?” I asked.
She was wrapped in bandages in several places—the first aid appeared to
be Seras’ handiwork.
“I used some medicine that would treat the bruising, but…I believe we
perhaps need to give Miss Nyaki a little more time to rest.”
Oh, right. Nyaki needs sleep.
“Nyaki’s fine! Nyaki can keep going!”
“Slei, do you mind?”
She brayed in reply, and a few minutes later, we helped Nyaki onto Slei’s
back.
“You can just go to sleep, Slei’ll support you so you don’t fall off.”
“Ny-Nyaki can’t possibly! How can she sleep when everyone else is
awake and still walking?”
“Have it your way, then.” I raised my arm. “Sleep.”
Nyaki’s eyes grew heavy, and her body slumped forward. Slei supported
her weight as Nyaki fell right to sleep.
“Piggymaru—help make sure she doesn’t fall off, will you?”
The little slime bounced out of my robes and onto Slei’s back.
...I see. That little fellow can morph into a pillow to hold her in place.
“Heh heh, handy as always, Piggymaru.”
“Squee ♪.”
“How about you? Want to get some rest?” I asked Seras.
“Considering the location of the Country at the End of the World, the
closer we get the further we will be from the depths of this forest. I believe we
should proceed as far as possible before resting,” she replied.
Piggymaru and Slei expressed their agreement with a squee and a neigh.
“Okay. Let’s go on a while longer then.”
“Are you doing well yourself, Sir Too-ka?”
“No problem. This place is a paradise compared to the Ruins of Disposal.”
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***
We came close to the area where the corpses of Lewin and his three
companions lay, and skirted around it as we went. From the presences out in the
forest, I could tell that monsters had gathered there, perhaps drawn by the lights
or the scent of blood.
We passed by without incident and kept moving.
The sky above was showing faint signs of light when at last we stopped to
rest again.
“Myeow? Yeow?! L-Lewin-san! Everyone! Nyaki is so sorry! Sh-sh-she
just dozed off, and…?” Nyaki jumped awake, throwing off the blanket she’d
been sleeping under, and froze at the sight of Seras and I sitting before her.
“You’re safe, Nyaki. Time to eat.”
“Myeow.”
I handed her some water, dried meat, and a protein bar from the leather
pouch. I’d saved as much as possible while living at Erika’s house, especially
anything that looked like it could be preserved for a long journey. I took the
protein bar out of its packaging ahead of time in case that might surprise her.
“Ehm…i-is this all for Nyaki?”
“Yeah, sure it is.”
“B-but there’s so much?!”
“And it’s all yours.”
Nyaki began to bring a piece of dried meat to her mouth, but stopped
herself and looked over at me.
“It’s fine, just go ahead and eat.”
Nyaki bit into the meat and her eyes lit up.
Tch… Just how little food were those scumbags giving her? Not to
mention they made her carry all that luggage, and deprived her of sleep.
“Ack?! Ack!”
It looked like Nyaki had eaten too fast, and there was something caught in
her throat. I stood up to help, but Seras was closer and stepped over to pat her on
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Kikipat!”
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Epilogue
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“Now I see.” Yasu was trying to maintain a serious demeanor, but there
was a smile twitching in his cheeks he couldn’t completely suppress. “Very well.
Kirihara and Hijiri are not capable, I take it?”
“As you well know Yasu-san, these S-class heroes…none are quite so
adept at using their heads in battle, are they?”
“How true, yes.”
“Yet while you may be an A-class hero, your mind is so much sharper. If
it were not for that fact, I would not be here offering you this task. You are the
only one capable of it.”
The Goddess’ words had clearly left an impression on Yasu, but Vicius
took care not to make any visible sign that she had noticed it.
“This mission is top secret. A mission that will shake this country, no, this
world to its core. Can I count on you?”
Yasu snorted in response. “If that’s how it is, I suppose I have no choice.
If I am the only one that can carry this out, then I must do so.”
Vicius grinned at him.
“Exactly what I expected of you, Yasu-san.”
When Yasu had left, she sent for the Captain of the Sixth Order of
Knights.
It had been several days since Tomohiro Yasu and the Sixth Order of
Knights departed, and the Goddess was working in her private chambers, as was
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her custom.
“Goddess Vicius, please excuse the intrusion!”
A man came stumbling into the room. Vicius looked up at him from her
scrolls—one of her subordinates stood in the doorway, his face pale.
“My, my, to enter without even knocking, what am I to make of this?
Ahem, movements from the Demon King’s armies I expect? Hmph, not
unexpected. But this does present a problem. The source of all evil this time
around has been such a bother—”
“Th-that is not my report!” interrupted the man.
“You mean to say you’ve no news of the Demon King? What is it then?”
“Th-the Wildly Beautiful Emperor…” He took a breath to collect himself,
then continued, unable to conceal his own shock. “The Empire of Mira has
declared war on our nation of Alion! Their armies are marching to cross Ulza as
we speak!”
“…What?!”
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Afterword
You might be able to call this sixth volume one of reaffirmation for Too-
ka.
Recently there have been a lot of moves he’s made that paint him in a
good light—his rush to the White Citadel of Protection to help Seras protect her
princess for example. During his encounter with the Sword of Courage in this
volume though, you might think “oh right, come to think of it Too-ka always did
have these nasty aspects to his character, didn’t he?” Maybe some of those
memories are coming back to you now. He’s out for revenge after all—Too-ka is
no hero.
Another topic for this discussion should likely be the developments in
Too-ka and Seras’ relationship. In the web version of the novel, their
relationship at this point is still unclear—or rather I skipped over parts of it, you
might say. In the printed version however, I’m making sure to get all of it down.
(Though given Erika’s line “Did something happen between you and Seras last
night?” it seems maybe she noticed what was going on, even in the web
version).
Perhaps there are some of you who are thinking that after that night, it
doesn’t seem like their relationship has progressed all that much—they aren’t so
lovey-dovey, for example. I think that’s about right. But…given their characters,
I think that’s natural. Too-ka’s top priority is taking revenge against Vicius, and
deepening his relationship with Seras is less important to him than that. And
Seras for her part seems to understand that, and doesn’t have any intention of
getting any more intimate with Too-ka just yet (Though if she followed her
desires, it seems she’d be willing to).
That said, their relationship has gotten to a new step, so I want to keep
writing these printed volumes with a focus on Seras and this is one important
aspect of that. I think the web version of this work is going to focus more on the
tale of revenge (How that will turn out is yet to be determined).
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