Chapter 296: The things brought about in battles at utmost limit (1/2)
Chapter 296: The things brought about in battles at utmost limit
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I ask myself if this is such a fleeting thing.
Memories of my past surface in my mind…and disappear.
Each time I receive attacks, my whole body is filled with power; every time I attack, I can’t injure him –no, not even a single drop of blood flows.
War Beast and Wings of the Saint; both were powers of renowned Wise.
For whatever the reason my blood has brought about, both powers are currently residing in my body.
Not only that, I can even use the summoning power of the Wise Tokito-sama who continuously challenged the Yaso-Katsui Labyrinth on his own, the Hyakki Yagyo.
With these many powers owned by a single entity, an opponent that can stand against me shouldn’t exist.
Even when I learned to fight, it only felt empty.
I was only allowed to crush.
Being tossed around by political strifes, my wish of remaining married with my loved one couldn’t be fulfilled either.
The thirst for battle smoldered me.
Ah, again.
From that punch I received, there was a magic needle that I couldn’t avoid stabbed deep in between my chest.
The needle crumbled and Wings of the Saint granted me further defense and resistance.
Every single attack of this man activates my Wings of the Saint without exception.
If I didn’t have this ability, I don’t know how many times I would have been killed already.
How overwhelming.
This avatar of battle that I could even feel fear from.
So it was this fleeting.
Today, I…will be dying.
In front of my daughter Iroha.
As a fool that drowned in fake love.
What confirmed my own end was…a smile.
The ends of my mouth had unconsciously turned upwards.
Maybe it was the gratitude of being able to die after bringing out my all, or it might be joy. It could be the irony that I, who could only crush, was now the one being crushed.
Ah…in the end, I will be leaving without understanding this thing called battle huh.
Whatever the case, for me, my encounter with this young man is……
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The fire breath of the fire maned lion had flown into where Jin and others are.
Around 10 minutes after the arrival of Tomoe, Mio had also regrouped, and she dispersed those flames with a single swing of her fan.
There’s Tomoe and Mio by the side of Iroha-chan and the others, so there’s practically no need to worry about them anymore.
I have already shot through the lion and it has dispersed.
My feet touch the ground after a while of fighting in midair, and then, I look up —at Haruka-san that is looking down directly at me with her loyal mamonos.
The mamonos were varied; from oriental-like to western-like. There were some who were floating in the air, and some who were placing their feet on the rubble and glaring at me.
There’s also some who are erasing their presence and hiding in the shadows.
…And well, there’s the ones that I have already eliminated.
“How is it? At the very least…you are not getting bored, are you?” (Makoto)
There was no response from her.
Instead of that, the naginata held in both of her hands shines.
Two slashes that felt as if they had been swung right at my vicinity were released, but they didn’t manage to hit my body and, after making a slightly high-pitched sound, they disappear.
On the other side, Tomoe and Mio had finished treating the subordinates of Iroha-chan, and were now simply watching my battle between Haruka-san without saying anything.
They are not going to interfere.
“Oh?”
“….Hm.”
Looks like a number of mamonos were about to change their properties from spiritual to material.
It must have been an order from Haruka-san, but I won’t allow that.
I skewer from below the cockroach and centipede at the sides before they manage to do anything.
I have mostly grasped the abilities of the mamonos and the time they take to be resummoned, as well as the fitting way of dealing with them.
Leaving aside whether Haruka-san has noticed this, I can see to a certain extent that the Wings of the Saint is reaching its end.
Haruka-san should have a lower ability at grasping the situation than I do, but she most likely can tell that the current situation is not good.
In that case, what she should have the most expectations of in order to change the current state of affairs would be the army of thousands that is approaching Kannaoi from outside.
The chaos that they would create would probably be the only possibility she has right now.
“?!”
“Ah…Rokuya-san huh. This is incredible.” (Makoto)
Well, that’s what I thought, but the outside of the city also showed movements.
When I look at Tomoe and Mio, the two were furrowing their brows.
“Rokuya? Are you saying that legendary assassin has appeared?” (Haruka)
Looks like Haruka-san had an idea of the name that I had muttered.
Instead of answering her, I place strength in my legs and close the distance between us.
She probably sensed it before I stepped in, she evaded heavily to the right, but I create a scaffold and pursue her.
With a straight movement that was faster than her, I easily pierce a needle between her chest.
Haruka-san’s body shines and the needle crumbles.
It is a spectacle that I am already tired of seeing.
I stand at the mid-air scaffold and look at her who is biting her lips.
“So it seems. That person truly surprises me. To think he had such a hidden trump card.” (Makoto)
Leaving aside Rokuya’s affinity against me, he is quite strong.
And he is quite the ruffian.
This power that is being shown to me…I see, it is indeed true that it is something that would have been pointless in the battle underground.
But against many, it can be said to be an incredibly fitting ability.
Even though he is an assassin, he can fight an army on his own.
Truly a brave that would make strategists cry.
(I think you already know, but…) (Rokuya)
A thought transmission from Rokuya-san.
There’s only one voice.
Of course, I already know.
The presence of Rokuya-san had diffused outside the city, and after that, it increased in numbers —the numbers were exactly…eighty thousand.
(This is one of my hidden trump cards. *God of War*. Change my body to an army of eighty thousands, but their individual strengths are 1/10th of my original strength. Moreover, it is a troublesome ability that took me close to a century to learn how to control and utilize. Against mighty opponents, it would instead bring about danger, but against an army that’s comprised of normal soldiers, it is quite the important ability.) (Rokuya)
Rokuya thoroughly explains me his ability.
Rather than the details of his ability, what interests me more are the circumstances in which made him wish for such an ability though.
There was no explanation in that regards.
“You simply became a weakling and increased in numbers…… Even if you show us something like that, it is not interesting at all.” (Mio)
Mio gives out incredibly harsh criticism.
Looks like what Rokuya-san had whispered to Mio before wasn’t about showing this ability.
(Hahaha. But, unless I am wiped out, there won’t be any serious wound dealt to me, and it takes 10 days to recast it. There have been an unexpectedly good amount of times in which I have been saved by this ability. Especially in times when numbers become strength. It is a tactic that you wouldn’t normally see in Kuzunoha Company that is more about quality than quantity, right?) (Rokuya)
(True. Twenty thousand respectively at the east, west, south, and north. If Rokuya-san alone can control all directions, the amount of violence it can cause with just the sheer numbers is nightmarish.) (Makoto)
(As expected of Makoto-kun. You understand. So, leave the outside to me. Now then, see ya later.) (Rokuya)
……
The presence of Rokuya-san disappears.
Power in numbers huh.
It is true that in Asora and in the Kuzunoha Company, our common policy is to thoroughly increase the quality.
That’s why I might have been neglecting a bit the power that numbers can provide.
Now that I think about it, in the underground battle, it was the same.
I might have to take into consideration the people, things, and the amount of material resources before confronting the Goddess.
Now then, let’s leave this as one thing I should do when I return.
The Wings of the Saint of Haruka-san will be ending in one or two times more.
I don’t know what will happen after.
If it would leave her in a state of apparent death, that would be the best, but who knows.
“Fire Demonic Being, [Fiery Chariot’s Gun]!!” (Haruka)
As expected of the ability of a Wise.
Names I feel I have heard before were coming out pretty frequently from her mouth.
I think I heard about this Fire Demonic Being from my recently joined follower, Tamaki, who is in charge of the mysterious. With her usual ‘In the past~~I was called like this…’.
All she says sounds strangely doubtful, you know.
Haruka-san summons three new mamonos and charges towards me with two of them in tow -and her naginata in both hands that I have deliberately not destroyed yet.
Uhm…the one that remained was probably the Fiery Chariot?
I thought it was a fire chariot, but it looks like that wasn’t the case.
I won’t be countering or fighting back; if you want to do something, go ahead and do it.
Will it be some type of new skill, or maybe a team attack that was born from a revelation?
Taking pointers from it doesn’t sound bad.
I am someone that doesn’t feel worth about fighting in itself, but if it is Haruka-san who seems to feel worth in bringing out her all, she might be able to find something here.
“[Demonic Space]!” (Haruka)
A whole side of my vision was dyed in darkness.