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    Chapter 73 : Huh…?

    “Fire, heed my call…”

    The girl chants a spell with utmost caution.

    Therefore, she continued her chant with great care.

    The enormous fireball began to drive away the darkness from the moonlit night.

    Soon, the girl’s chant came to an end.

    Mage Olivia Violet pointed to the sky and shouted loudly.

    8th Circle Fire Magic

    [Prominence]

    The fireball ascended higher and higher, banishing the darkness.

    It was as though a miniature sun was rising.

    After a moment, the two collided.

    In an instant, a blinding light filled the sky.

    A deafening explosion reverberated, loud enough to make ears ring as though struck.

    A sigh escaped Bliss beside her.

    From the moment they realized the moon was the weak point of the Grand Magic, they began attacking it with magic.

    The moon didn’t shatter. 

    Olivia had used every offensive spell, starting from the 1st Circle to the 8th Circle spell just now.

    I, too, had used all of my remaining mana, which was down to a third after the earlier battle.

    Artorius stepped forward, spear in hand. 

    “God, grant me strength!”

    Once the light reached its peak, Artorius pulled his arm back and prepared to throw the spear with all his might.

    The glowing spear became a streak of light, cutting through the night sky and heading straight for the moon.

    Another massive explosion rang out with a burst of blinding light. 

    “It didn’t budge.”

    It was exactly the same.

    “The mana flow has been slightly disturbed by our attacks so far. If we keep targeting the moon, we’ll break it eventually.”

    “Lady Reina won’t make it, will she?”

    “Damn it!”

    “Thunderbolt!”

    I fired it after exhausting every last drop of mana. 

    It collided with a blinding explosion, and yet…

    The moon appeared once more, unscathed.

    If it doesn’t work the first time, I’ll try a second. If it fails again, I’ll try a third—repeating until the moon shatters.

    My body refused to cast magic anymore.

    Blood trickled from my mouth as I coughed.

    Dizziness overwhelmed me, and I felt nauseous.

    I clutched my forehead and grit my teeth.

    Once it strikes, forcing mana out could lead to death. It’s the body’s warning, a signal saying you’ll truly die if you continue.

    Bliss ran toward me, her face full of panic.

    “But Reina…”

    Her breathing had grown more labored, and her faint groans were now filled with agony.

    Memories of that time… and the feelings from then.

    So helplessly, without being able to do anything?

    There’s a way to resolve this. And yet, is a lack of mana all it takes to stop me?

    Is this what fate is? Is it meant to be this way no matter what?

    Why is it always me who has to lose everything? I’m stronger now! I’m different from before!

    If only I had magic energy… If only I had power…!

    I have no strength left to change this. I cannot create something out of nothing.

    is God—or some divine entity.

    If a god exists, please, just this once, help me.

    “Please, just this once. I beg of you. You’ve taken so much already. If you truly exist, if you are watching me, please help me.”

    “This is unfair. You brought me here without my will. Why are you doing this? What did I do wrong? Why is it only me… only me who has to suffer like this?”

    “Please… I’ll beg like this if it means you’ll help me just once… just once!”

    I bowed so low my forehead touched the ground, my clasped hands resting on my head, pleading incessantly.

    [Take up the sword, and you shall obtain what you desire.]

    I lifted the dagger I had been using and stared at it.

    Then, a peculiar sensation came over me.

    It felt as if something was telling me, this is not it.

    My gaze landed on the sword resting beside Agnes, who was taking a break.

    This isn’t it either.

    I turned my eyes toward where the last sword was located. 

    Staggering, I began to approach the Holy Sword.

    “Um… why are you…?”

    I answered as though in a trance.

    Right now, I had to do whatever it took.

    Olivia trailed off, looking troubled.

    “Take it.”

    “From the look on their face, they clearly have something in mind. It wouldn’t hurt to try.”

    “What’s the problem, Olivia? It’s not as if the Holy Sword’s powers can be used by anyone other than Dane, right?”

    “Do you think they don’t know that? If they’re asking for the Holy Sword despite knowing, it must mean there’s something they can do even without its powers.

    “Thank you.”

    So this is the Holy Sword…

    Even though it had been used in battle earlier, it was unblemished—beautifully flawless.

    So, this isn’t it after all…?

    At the same time, the blade of the Holy Sword began to emit a dazzling light.

    What the hell is happening?!

    But it wasn’t just me—everyone around me seemed equally shocked, their faces reflecting a mix of emotions.

    “As expected… you truly are!”

    “Unbelievable!”

    “So, it’s true.”

    “No way!!! This can’t be!!!”

    His mouth was agape, utterly astonished.

    Staring blankly at the Holy Sword, I let out a dumbfounded remark.


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