Hundreds of blade strikes surged toward both Sre and me.
This time, I’m not using water or fire at all.
‘Is it just the ancient body I’m using?’
“Pah!”
Whoosh!
Kakakak!
Most of the blade strikes were blocked by Sre’s small Breath and my spear techniques.
However, a few got through my defense and caused some injuries.
They’re somewhat sharp, but without their main abilities, they aren’t much of a threat.
Even those wounds healed instantly.
“…Looks like I need to use some power.”
A swirling blue magical energy summoned a gigantic blade strike.
The blade extended high enough to be seen from anywhere on the island and plunged straight down toward me.
I twisted the White Guardian.
The roar of six spears soared upwards, merging into one as if ascending to the heavens.
The combined roar ripped through the surroundings, forming one dragon.
The blade strike was shattered.
Pieces of blue blade fell like rain, and the roars of the spears scattered as if their job was done.
[Oh]
[Oh]
[OMG]
[Why so pretty?]
[LMAO]
[This is insane]
Amidst the falling fragments, Kaums charged in with a clenched fist.
The overwhelming destructive power of the ancient body shook the surrounding forest.
Crack crack crack…!
“…!”
“Ugh!”
It was Sre who blocked the fist.
With his massive front paw, he halted the much smaller fist, and he was smiling.
“Your body is tougher than I expected. Dare to withstand my strike─”
“Trash, trash.”
“…I’ll use you as material.”
Boom!!
The ground shook, and Sre’s form was pushed back significantly.
As the ice wrapping around Sre’s front paw shattered, Sre frowned at the now red paw.
“It hurts!”
“You’ll feel more pain ahead. You’ll squirm in agony─”
“Why are you hitting me!”
Whoosh!
In an instant, Sre’s form vanished.
He reappeared in midair and landed directly on Kaums, pinning him down.
Kaums, startled by the colossal weight pressing down on him, hastily summoned waves of blades.
But, as before, the water ability is a curse.
“Grr….”
“Don’t hit me!”
Instead, he found himself trapped between his own ice.
“Really annoying!”
“Ugh!”
[Sre’s too strong]
[OMG]
[But you’re hitting me too, LOL]
[Why are you hitting me? (You hit first)]
[Type mismatch, this is bad, LOL]
[It’s nothing special though?]
[Lily, who raised Sre, is just—]
[Great Lily]
It’s true that Kaums has become strong as Liz, but he currently has two of his abilities sealed.
Fire shows no signs of rising against Sre’s frigid cold, and water is consumed as soon as it reveals itself to the world.
Though his power might have surpassed the Magic Lord, his ability to wield such power has regressed even further.
The ability to wield such power has regressed even further.
If the abilities possessed were magic or holy power, it would have been far more threatening than now.
Of course, Sre has the fragment of the Demon King of the Frozen Wilderness…
“But it’s not usable.”
After all, the claw-embedded fragment serves as a ‘weapon.’
The magic contained within cannot be used by Sre, nor even by the peak Sugarado himself.
That much, the magic of the Demon King is beyond imagination.
“Hraaap!”
Kaums splits the ice using purely physical prowess and sends Sre flying into the air.
With trembling hands clenched, he immediately aims for Sre’s heart.
Ka-ka-gang! Once again, the spear and sword clash, and the roar from the twisted spear rends the ancient body.
At the same time, my body is also wounded, but it doesn’t matter.
Swaaa…
“Hah.”
[Yeah, recovery]
[LOL, look at the mental breakdown]
The body flowing with Celestial Race blood can heal almost any wound.
Wounds that do not heal are only due to extremely powerful powers, holy power, or magic.
In contrast, the ancient body does heal, but compared to me, it’s at a crawling level of healing.
Even that is restricted by holy power.
“Let’s see how tough you are.”
I spread my Wings of Light.
Reaching level 100, the now stronger holy power emanates and flows entirely into the White Guardian.
The spear pierced through Liz’s body.
■
The beginning was very trivial.
As usual, the blue guys were screeching while our king bowed his head repeatedly.
If they didn’t have the characteristic of endlessly draining mana, those guys, about to die with a mere gesture, were mocking the king.
The king, so strong, couldn’t say a word.
I couldn’t understand it.
Among those born and raised beneath the primordial island, some are blessed, while others are not.
I was furious at this nonsensical treatment.
So I caused trouble every time and got beaten.
They were infinitely weak, but due to the characteristic that their mana didn’t decrease, I ended up getting hit again over time.
If I step in again, I might win at first, but then get beaten again.
“Damn stupid red guys. That’s why you…”
Yet I stirred up trouble again.
After taking down the two weaklings, I got beaten like a dog.
And it was quite the beating.
Just kill me already. Damned bastards.
With my abilities, I didn’t kill them, thinking it would help out, and yet they whined about not being killed.
This time, they even locked me in a prison without giving me food or water.
As if saying I could survive without eating…
They kept me alive to do the work, so why were they locking me up again?
‘…Why did you do that?’
‘Why are you here…’
‘That was reckless. You are strong, but they are infinite. They cannot be your opponents.’
On the day I was imprisoned in that shabby jail, she came with food as usual and nagged me.
She brought food as usual and nagged me.
“Why did you step forward? Do you want to die? You can’t win anyway, so why…”
“Are you not angry? Watching our kind get violated and killed by those damned guys?”
“…I’m angry. Really angry.”
Her expression was completely different from the usual apologetic one.
She was genuinely fuming.
“But I think it’s reckless to pick a fight we can’t win. Life is precious, and we can’t possibly defeat them.”
“…If you had the ability, if a way to win appeared, would you fight?”
Aside from her kind heart, the strongest one in the tribe is undoubtedly Liz.
If she steps up, it would definitely be a huge help to everyone.
Even if her reputation is poor now, being a lackey and all…
I firmly believed that if she stepped up, things would change drastically.
“Of course. I will absolutely fight. And we need to take back what’s ours.”
“Our rights.”
“…Liz.”
It’s cold. My whole body is cold.
So this is how it turned out.
Since that day, I got incredibly close to Liz, and finally, after what felt like an eternity, an opportunity truly presented itself.
An opportunity to reclaim our rights.
In the end, that punk Kaums caused us to lose our chance again, and I lost her too.
“Liz. You’re really dead, aren’t you?”
With this state, my brain is somewhat functioning.
Yeah. Liz can’t possibly be alive.
Just as that strange girl said, Liz is dead.
That bastard Kaums did something weird with Liz’s body.
Thinking about it made me feel sick.
I should get up right now and take my revenge…
But how should I take revenge?
What the heck should I do to that guy who took over Liz’s body?
“…What does it matter?”
I’m already dying.
Liz.
“I’ll be following soon…”
“Don’t die!”
“Whuh?!”
A huge pink something lifts me up.
In the blink of an eye, I float up and then tumble into the snow.
My entire body is even sticky.
What the…
“You seem to be trying to die again despite saying you can’t.”
“…I thought I was dead. Guess not.”
“Why die?”
A white lizard, which I assume must have licked me, tilts its head.
Seeing the chilling aura it gives off, it seems like that lizard is the culprit behind this cold weather.
It’s ridiculous.
“You’re carrying around some odd creature…”
“Well, it is a bit unique.”
“What about Kaums?”
“I’ve subdued him for now. And by the way, I’ll be leaving this here.”
The one with white hair turned back to blue as she said this, petting the lizard.
She gently said that while petting the lizard.
“Yeah. This was my task.”
For over a thousand years, I plotted my revenge, yet here I am unable to even lift a finger in front of my target.
In the end, I couldn’t even borrow someone else’s hand and just let it slip away.
“…What should I live for now?”
Now, there’s no one left.
Not Liz, not my kin, not my target for revenge.
Nothing at all.
“……”
She quietly looks at herself.
For her, I’ve already spent a lot.
It must be troublesome that I, who should make up for that expenditure, am in this state.
“…I’m sorry. I will definitely repay this light. Feel free to ask for anything. At this point, it’s not needed─”
“Sure. I’ll do as I please. From now on, the count is unlimited. The deadline is forever.”
“…What?”
She smiled subtly.
Her expression was oddly static yet enjoyed at the same time.
“Follow me.”
■
Akron walked behind me.
At the end of the path was Liz.
The White Guardian had pierced through her torso.
It looked painful just to see, but it wasn’t dangerous.
On the contrary, it was a medium protecting her body that had lost its master.
Next to Liz was a blue sword exuding a sinister aura, buried in the ground after subduing Kaums and sealing his soul within it.
Since it was originally connected to the sword, the sealing was incredibly easy.
─What have you done!?
“…Kaums?”
“Don’t worry about it. What you need to focus on is something entirely different.”
He looked at me.
His expression showed he still didn’t know what I was trying to do.
“I pondered a bit. What would be the cost of reviving a soul that died ‘1700 years ago’?”
“……What?”
“I happened to find something suitable. I’ll take care of it, so you don’t need to worry.”
“But Liz is already…”
“She is right here.”
There’s no need to find the soul.
Her soul was always beside Akron.
His expression changes drastically.
He shakes his head in disbelief.
“…This is nonsense.”
“It makes sense. So worry about other issues.”
“What… what do you mean. No, is it even possible?”
Having returned to his earlier politeness, he looks at me earnestly.
I glanced around at the chaotic chat window.
“Here, isn’t Rutilus a bit too few?”
There should be more than this.
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