episode_0502

I smiled bitterly as I watched Luca advance, wrapped in darkness and unable to discern the color of his skin. It worked out as I hoped.

Because Luca was possessed by the power of Agra and completely lost his senses.

There are two problems now.

One is, can I withstand that guy’s strength?

The other thing is, are the tactics he uses the same as what I know?

“porridge#%>#%!”

Even the human voice looks on silently at the attack of the lost one.

There are three major omens. A step so strong that it makes the floor vibrate. Gather an exaggerated amount of strength to the point where you think your back might break. The power that forms at the tip of the ax blade.

The timing I remember is 0.3 seconds from the moment the ax was swung.

If the timing is correct, I can hold out against Luca.

Luca’s attack flies in.

The tendons on his arms become vivid as if they are about to tear.

Red eyes burning with anger look at me.

An ax blade filled with the power of an evil spirit flies towards me.

Quaaaang!

A strong shock transmitted beyond the shield. The hand holding the shield is shaking.

The body that endured the impact screamed.

A fishy taste vibrates in the mouth.

Parrying failed.

It wasn’t a complete failure.

Although we could not reduce the impact to 0, we succeeded in reducing it significantly.

However, even though the shock was reduced, Luca’s strength, strengthened by the power of the evil god, was difficult to withstand.

Ignoring the pain I felt throughout my body, I watched Luca’s next move.

Slightly lowered chin. An ax bitten backwards. Center of gravity tilted toward the front.

I’m thinking of hitting him with my shoulder.

I remember the timing. 0.5 seconds after the foot falls. I am memorizing it with my head and body.

But can you trust the timing?

I completely trusted my memory and failed just now?

You have to think carefully. You can’t handle Luca’s attack with clumsy parrying.

No matter how hard I bite my teeth, I only get three to four opportunities at most.

You have to find the answer within it.

Open your eyes wide.

Focus all your attention on your vision.

I keep my eyes on every movement Luca shows.

And compare.

The Luca I saw beyond the monitor and the Luca now.

“ah=%^#!%!”

The moment I caught Luca’s charge, my body floated in the air.

My legs swaying in a space where gravity has disappeared. And Luca’s ax swinging from beyond.

Luca’s ax can reach me faster than I can fly.

I didn’t worry about what to do.

Follow your instincts.

Place divinity on the shield.

Draw a miracle.

A magic circle drawn delicately with an aesthetic sense was engraved on the shield, and at the same time, an ax was struck on top of it.

The shield made of light and the ax collide, and soon the light collapses and scatters into the air.

And at that time, I was already prepared again.

I think as I look at Luca’s slightly curved eyes.

I gained some confidence through the workshop just now.

About why I failed at parrying.

Luca’s physical ability now is incomparably stronger than that of Luca in the game.

Even Luca’s body type is tailored to that halberd.

So the timing I know and the timing when Luca swings the weapon cannot be the same.

Then what should I do?

What should I do in a situation where my knowledge is useless?

What should I do? What should I do?

We have to find a new timing.

He grinned and tightened his grip on his shield again.

Luca’s pattern itself is not much different from what I know.

There is no way Luca, whose reason has been consumed by negativity, will change his pattern.

Then all you have to do is fix the timing.

Let’s assume that the opponent’s attack is faster than before.

“Al!%$%!^%”

An ax blade raised upward. Fixed legs. The energy gathered at the tip of the axe.

I know what kind of attack is coming. I know very well how to respond.

But I won’t do it.

see. see. Just look at the weapon your opponent is wielding.

A harbinger of attack.

The ax blade is slashed downwards.

The energy that had been gathered there exploded.

That explosion is shooting towards me.

And the moment I thought it was really close, I raised my shield.

Because he gave up parrying, the impact of the attack is conveyed as is.

Was this… a bit excessive?

I guess it was crazy to pull off a miracle just now and try to repel another attack.

As my arm, unable to withstand the impact, is pushed away, the impact from the tip of the ax hits me.

ah. Fucked.

…

Tinnitus rings in my ears as thoughts that were interrupted for a moment return.

Normally, fear would have crept up my spine at this point.

The premonition of defeat must have consumed me and turned me into a weak child who could do nothing.

The Mesugaki skill provides helplessness when defeated in exchange for overwhelming provocation ability.

But not this time. Not today.

Now was never the case.

I am not afraid at all.

I’m not scared at all.

The word fear does not come to mind at all.

The only thing that is engraved on my lips is laughter.

The only thing that comes out of my mouth is laughter.

“Large. Haha. Wow.”

Argh. shit. It hurts so bad.

When you look at the main characters in creative works, when they are injured, they say whether a bone is broken or an organ is damaged. How do you distinguish between such things?

My whole body hurts. How can I tell what hurts?

ah. I can tell if the bone is broken.

Because my arm doesn’t move at all, it looks like my bones are broken.

I tried to ignore the pain of reality and used the blessing Armadi gave me.

Armadi’s touch. A skill that heals physical wounds, including numerous status ailments. As an apostle of Armadi and possessing his divinity, I can create miracles comparable to those of the main god.

“Keuuu!”

The pain felt when a wound heals all at once is not something you can ever get used to.

No matter how many times I’ve been through this miserable situation, I still can’t ignore the pain.

But you can be patient. You may turn away.

You can endure it for the fun ahead.

I stand up shakily and look ahead.

I see Luca waiting for me to stand up.

Even in the midst of losing his mind, he encounters a madman who refuses to deviate from his goal of trials.

And smile.

So that Luca runs at me again.

“Ah!%^#@!”

His movements are the same as when I first saw them.

Good. Because I was able to check whether the timing I came up with was right or not.

past. So, back when I was behind the monitor, I was a weakling.

He was the kind of person who couldn’t even think of the word exercise because he was too busy dealing with reality.

It would have been great if such a poor person had better reflexes.

What I chose at the time was to set the timing by spending countless hours on it.

So that you can respond perfectly just by looking at the omens.

If it were me back then, I would have had to dedicate a day to fixing just one timing.

No, I might have had to be glued to the monitor for several days.

Who am I now?

Who am I who fell into this world?

Who am I in Lucy’s body?

I have tried and tried countless times until now. What about me, who has a talent that no one can deny?

There’s no need for that.

The ax flies.

The mighty force that crushed me approaches.

It comes down without hesitation like a guillotine sentencing me to death. However, there was no roar.

A refreshing sound echoing through the black hallway.

The ax blade bounced off the shield without being able to crush it.

Luca’s sense of reason returned slightly from his embarrassment.

And my laughter spilled out halfway through the shield.

“Didn’t you say it would be an ordeal?♡ I don’t think it can be a toy at this rate?♡”

Luca cannot be my ordeal.

You can’t make me stronger than this.

How could the boss Naburaengi, who was defeated a long time ago, have any effect on me?

*

“Ah. It would have been easier if I had a few more colleagues.”

Yuden tried to act relaxed, but her situation was not good.

Because the wizard was obsessed with interpreting the magic circle and the priest was doing his best to maintain the realm, she was maintaining the front line alone.

It is true that Yuden has a phenomenal level of talent.

But the situation was not good.

Those who need to be protected behind the scenes.

Enemies who are only looking for an opportunity to destroy Daejeon.

And the moment she lets down her guard even for a moment, the dragon’s anger will turn her into ashes.

Just maintaining a confrontation in this situation was like proving that Yuden was not given his title for nothing.

But it can’t just stay like this.

It is true that my strength is constantly escaping underground, but I am being used up faster than that.

The saint heals me whenever she gets the chance, but I can’t just rely on that. The moment the realm made up of divinity collapses, our defeat is decided.

I’ve been through a hole, but why hasn’t help arrived yet?

If it were a strategic location like Soul Academy, the kingdom would react sensitively, right?

Originally, it would have been by now.

“Wow. It looks bigger from here. Pissed off.”

Hearing the calm voice coming from behind him, Yuden clicked his tongue without realizing it.

“Hey. Karia. Is now the time to relax like that?”

“Is that what you do to someone who came to help you?”

“Then why don’t you help us quickly!”

“I’ll help you even if you don’t bother me that much.”

Karia spoke leisurely and stood next to Yuden. What she held in her hands were countless scrolls.

“Yuden. Anyone who admires Benedick will know. That guy has hunted a dragon before.”

“Why is that!”

“I was next to you at that time.”

An incident that blew away the decades of a woman named Karia. Something that almost erased her life itself. A curse that could never have been escaped if not for a small child.

“Because I am a very well-prepared person. Be prepared if you get hit hard once.”

To be precise, I should say that I was prepared.

Because it was my employer who made me think of dragon nightmares.

That kid. How far are you planning?

“Prepare for shock. The dragon’s anger is noisy in many ways.”

When Karia opens the scroll, light shines from there.

The dragon’s anger, which erases everything in front of it, transcends the magic circle and descends into reality.