episode_0154

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“Wow…!”

Adding another handful of blood to the corner of her mouth, which was stained red with blood vomit, Claire looked down at the blade that pierced her side.

Red steel digging into the flesh, digging into the muscles, and protruding from the other side.

The taste of betrayal was as cold as ice and the sliced flesh was hot as if it were burning.

“Jay, I… !”

“I’m sorry, Miss Claire.”

Young Claire’s eyes turned towards the traitor she admired.

Concentrated magical power. Claire’s murderous intent swirls, aiming for Jayden’s head.

Jayden, who was laughing heartily, let go of his sword and immediately backed away.

A belated biting wind blew into the spot where he had been standing just moments ago.

“It’s dangerous, I thought it would definitely cause magic backflow… . As expected, Lady Claire, you are very good at controlling the magic power that is about to run wild.”

Legs that have lost their strength bend arbitrarily.

Claire, who was staggering, poured out her magic power and forcibly stabilized her body.

A ray of wisdom and tattered pride guided her.

I couldn’t kneel in front of Ophelia.

Never, only in front of Ophelia.

“Why on earth… ?”

I didn’t really trust Jayden as a person.

In the first place, Claire hasn’t given her heart to anyone since she was young.

Only questions arose.

I thought he would never betray me as long as he loved me.

“I don’t know? That’s right, the reward I promised him was much more attractive than the things my sister gave Jaden. What did you give it in the first place?”

“That’s roughly it. Don’t blame me, Miss Claire. Didn’t you live like that too?”

Jayden shook his head.

It’s so obnoxious that I want to kill it right away.

“Ophelia… What are you going to give me… .”

The bleeding flowing down the sword body did not stop.

Feeling like her energy was draining away along with her blood, Claire gathered her magic power in her fingertips and turned it into heat.

‘First of all, we have to stop the bleeding… .’

A small flame lit up as he placed his hand on his side.

“It’s a bit weird to say it with my own mouth. This is none other than Lady Claire. ”

“That’s right. Sister Claire.”

Smiling coldly, Ophelia walked towards Claire.

With each step you take, you create a magic spell.

Blue thunderbolts, blazing flames, and invisible blades of wind swept away Claire’s men who were urgently trying to cast a detox spell.

Horrible screams echo one after another.

The electrocuted knight rolls his eyes, urinates, and convulses.

A female mage with her head on fire lets out a monkey-like scream and dances while holding her face.

The skull, cut by the wind’s blade, poured out its contents like a tilted bowl.

“I decided to give my sister’s body. You knew that Jayden liked you, right?”

“… What?”

Claire’s hand that was trying to heal the wound slipped.

It was a statement that made me doubt my ears.

“They say he rolled around naked with women every day, and all they heard was moans? He wears vulgar clothes like a prostitute, and when Jayden shows signs of excitement, he glares at him as if he’s going to kill him. My sister did something wrong. What kind of man would put up with a worn-out woman who is not a virgin, acting like that?”

“No, just like that… !”

It was a difficult statement for Claire to understand.

‘You’ve lived like that for ten years, and now you’re betraying me?’

Just because you didn’t drag him into bed?

“That was enough. My odds of winning were good when I recruited Princess Aishangior… It would have been a golden opportunity for Jayden as well.”

“That’s it. I have worked hard for over ten years to take care of Lady Claire, so don’t I deserve this level of compensation?”

Jaden giggled.

All the courtesy he had shown so far was completely ignored.

It is said that there is a slight difference between lust and lust.

Jayden’s eyes, which Claire thought were adoration, were now clearly stained with obscene desire.

Disgusting eyes she had seen countless times.

The eyes of a man in heat.

Clenching her blood-soaked molars as if they would break, Claire plunged her fiery fingertips into the wound.

Pulling out the sword that pierced his side with his other hand.

“K, huh… ! Ahhh!”

The pain was so terrible that it burned my brain white.

Along with the smell of grilling meat, a wisp of smoke rises.

And one more time on the other side.

“Huh… ! Ugh, haaaa… !”

The lump of burned and melted flesh stopped the bleeding.

It was only a temporary measure, as the internal bleeding had not completely stopped.

A trembling body, a face covered in tears. Lips burst from being chewed.

But still, an unquenchable hatred drove her.

The bones and muscles no longer moved as intended.

Therefore, the body is lifted using only magical power.

It was a bizarre movement, like that of a puppet, but Claire finally stood up again.

“… I’m surprised. Are you going to fight like that any more? Surprisingly, you had grit.”

Ophelia, impressed, shrugged her shoulders.

With a relaxed expression, as if victory or defeat had already been decided anyway.

It wasn’t a particularly wrong decision.

Although she could barely stand up, Claire was already in a state of complete disrepair due to the poisoned intestines and penetrating wounds to her side… .

Because there were only three or four of her subordinates left.

“Haak… . Sigh… . To you guys… ! I feel like I’m going to collapse… ?”

“It’s a heroic line. Anyone who sees me will think I’m a villain.”

Grinning happily, Ophelia gathered her magic power.

The concentrated magical power turns into a sharp whirlwind.

Spear of the sharp wind.

It was a spell that signaled the start of the battle.

“Keuuu… !”

Claire suppressed a moan and unleashed a black thunderbolt.

A broken body and violent magical power. Even implementing magic was a pain.

The momentum of the thunderstorm had clearly weakened compared to the beginning.

“Don’t push yourself too hard, lady. If you pass away, won’t it be just me who loses? I have no hobby holding a dead body.”

Jayden chuckled.

Without saying a word, Claire changed the target of the lightning strike from Ophelia to Jayden.

Even if my body is torn apart by the harsh wind, I plan on killing that guy.

And, just as a black thunderbolt was about to be fired.

“Don’t worry, Jayden. Because that won’t happen.”

A chillingly cold word, without a single trace of warmth.

It was Ophelia’s true voice, erasing all pretense and ridicule.

“Yes? What is that-”

The moment Jayden was about to answer something,

The spear of the cutting wind pierced vertically through the top of his head.

The fragments that were Jaden just moments ago were scattered in all directions along with blood.

“What, what?!”

Claire, who was suddenly covered in pieces of flesh, flinched in surprise.

I was so surprised that even the thunderbolt I had implemented was scattered.

Ophelia, covered in blood, smiled calmly.

“Sister too. No matter how worn out your body is, there’s no way you’d hand it over to trash like that to play with, right? … Really, I’m so nervous just from being touched by other kites.”

Cold sweat ran down Claire’s cheeks.

Not from anger or pain, but from a creeping fear that something was wrong.

The woman standing in front of her was no longer the sister she knew.

“How long I have waited for today, just for today… . Your sister probably doesn’t know. From the beginning, you had no intention of handing it over to anyone, right?”

Inside the eyes that resembled his own, there was a desire so dark that it seemed pitch black.

====[Hashal]====

Four long swords dance.

Next to me, the climax of a dark affair was unfolding… I just focused on my role.

What I do best.

Focused on turning people into corpses.

He swings the stabbing long sword around with Durandal and kicks the stumbling knight.

The black iron armor was torn apart, and the knight, with his back bent, flew backwards.

“Tsk.”

He clicked his tongue and grabbed the other long sword aimed at his head.

In the distance, I could see the guy who had been kicked getting up shakily.

As expected, that guy wasn’t blown away by my power.

I threw my body back to reduce the blow.

Looking at it like it’s floundering, it doesn’t mean there’s no damage… .

I don’t think it will interfere with the battle.

It was a more skillful response than expected.

Do you have a lot of experience fighting opponents who are stronger than you, or is it just an instinctive reaction?

Annoying guys. Everyone is picky.

– Geek!

The long sword held by the frost penetrates straight into the palm, scratching the area.

Certainly, the power of an expert who had accumulated enough karma was effective to some extent even against my own strength.

It was just valid.

I put more strength into my grip.

The frost filled with red energy once again held the long sword that had been digging in tightly.

With a squeak, the sharp fingertips slowly dug into the guy’s sword body.

I was planning to just increase my strength and destroy it.

If it weren’t for the cold sense of crisis coming from behind.

I let go of the long sword I was holding.

The knight, who lost his balance, stumbled, received a blow, and flew away.

Quickly turn around to face the third enemy.

A sword strike aimed at the spine.

The force of cutting down all the reeds that passed by was quite sharp.

The raised Durandal shines pale.

The sword body stretches out, emitting a blurry afterglow, like a crescent moon that has landed on the ground.

The blue line and the black slash collided, creating a clear noise once again.

The subsequent attack.

Blue and black lights intertwine and disperse repeatedly.

Like the crescent moon casting light in the darkness of dawn and the night sky trying to swallow it up.

Dazzling brilliance erupts one after another.

The sparks that jump out scatter in all directions, adding to the fire in the reed field.

A non-stop metal dance move.

The two guys who jumped out also calmly joined in, and the vicious ballroom became even more intense.

Three men clinging to a woman and thrusting black, hard objects at her.

I think I’ve seen a scene like this before. It wasn’t a very wholesome sight, though.

Three masters.

It had been just a few months ago that he had been seriously injured by one Nigel, but now he had enough time to think about the three of them.

Even I think it was surprisingly fast growth.

“Haaa!”

The karma brought up by the frost pulses.

A dark red vortex enveloped the entire body, and ferocious power was mixed with the blow.

A slash that arrives before sound.

Following the blue trail, the air bursts out.

The three masters were thrown out at the same time and fell to the floor, scattering their shredded armor.

I guess I should just praise him for not letting go of his sword.

“Aren’t the three of them going to attack each other, aren’t they going to target the back…? . The name ‘Knight’ makes me cry.”

A sarcasm uttered while lightly shaking off the cold left arm. No answer came back.

I was the only one speaking or cheering.

The three knights didn’t even moan a word when they were beaten. Those guys in a bad mood.

They wake up staggering.

Torn black iron breastplate. Heedless of the gaping wound on his abdomen, he was ready to attack again.

After all, he is not a normal human being.

Seeing Durandal only showing half of his strength… First of all, I guess it’s a person.

The pale sword body was still sharp and strong enough to cut through black iron.

However, the engraved engraving was silent without shining, and the protection resembling a blessing passed down from the sword did not even show any sign of being activated.

The current Durandal was nothing more than an ordinary true silver sword.

It’s a sword that doesn’t reveal its full power if the opponent is a human, making me laugh at the blatant restrictions.

Not being flexible. These guys have their bodies cut off in half and don’t react at all. Can you call them people?

It doesn’t matter. Even without Durandal’s blessing, they are not an enemy that cannot be defeated.

Once again, the song of the sword continues.

My wrists started to heat up.