Chapter 120 - Senior Holy Knight and Sunny Land [11] (1/2)

120. Senior Holy Knight and Sunny Land [11]

I finally manifested my soul dress. Gripping the True Black Sword〈Zeon〉tightly, I confronted Rain.

(Well… What should I do?)

I still have no control over this power.

No, I have yet to even『grasp the power』in the first place.

(It would be better to go into battle after becoming well-versed in the power of soul dress, but…)

It can’t be helped in this matter.

Performing without rehearsal, I’m going to have to learn it little by little.

(First of all… let’s start with a low power, easy to handle technique!)

Then I swung the Black Sword lightly just to test it.

「First Sword – Flying Shadow!」

A huge slash that filled the entire field of view flew towards Rain as it turned over the floor under.

「「What?!」」

I and Rain widened our eyes in astonishment at the same time.

(H-Huge! It’s almost like Dark Roar… No, it’s bigger than that!)

I was speechless looking at the enormous output far beyond my imagination.

「So you’re going all-out from the start, huh! Fallen Drop!」

Rain quickly swung his long sword and shot transparent arrows of water.

Flying Shadow clashed with more than a thousand arrows, swallowed all of them, and flew towards Rain still.

「Kuh… NUUUOOOOH!」

Rain somehow managed to cut off Flying Shadow by unleashing a horizontal flash.

I was simply dumbfounded at the incredible scene.

(Amazing! Flying Shadow, which was but a small technique, has evolved into a great technique rivalling certain kill techniques!)

And then,

「You’re a pretty good『actor』, Allen… I never thought you’d be hiding this much power!」Rain said, annoyedly, with beads of sweat trickling down his forehead.

「No, it’s not like I hid it. This power was manifested just now.」

「No way! You… Are you saying that you manifested your soul dress inside the『Door of Yaata』which seals your consciousness?」

「Yeah, that’s right.」

「That mental strength… is already beyond the domain of human.」

With a wry smile, Rain took a forward bent posture, and raised the long-sword clad with ultra-high pressure water current overhead.

「Allen… You are strong. It makes sense that the organization has classified you as a『special class force』」

「Thank you for that.」

「But you see… No matter how strong you are, you’ll never beat me! The number of times I have survived through life and death situation, my resolve, the time I’ve devoted to swordsmanship is different!」Rain said, and closed the distance between us in one step.

「Guardian Style – Water Sword!」

And he fired a transparent slash of water.

The slash, which branched into four, aimed at my neck, torso, and both legs.

「If it’s “time”, then I’ve devoted a lot of time too.」

About a billion years a lot.

「Eighth Sword – Yatagarasu!」

The『eight dark slashes』dyed the『four consecutive water slashes』black and,

「Ka, ha…」

Carved a deep sword wound on Rain’s body.

「Shit…」

Suffering a great deal of damage, he jumped back greatly and re-organised his posture.

「Haa, haa… Even your basic swordsmanship… is quite commendable…」

「Well… That’s all I’ve ever had.」

I grew up being scorned as a dropout swordsman, and could only rely on commercially available textbooks.

The basic training method of swordsmanship that was written in there – Seigan no Kamae, practice-swings, and defense techniques – my self-taught swordsmanship, was acquired at the end of repeating those for billions of years as written in the book.

While exchanging those experiences, I observed Rain’s body.

(…That’s an『incredible body』.)

His clothes were torn in the exchange just now, and his steel-like muscles could be seen.

Apparently, my slashes were blocked by the thick muscles, and the wound doesn’t seem to be as deep as it looks.

In the meantime, Rain calmed down his breathing, and assumed Seigan no Kamae. A blue pill dropped out of his pocket.

(That peculiar blue is…『Spirit Pill』!)

I remember Dodriel saying…

If you take that pill, you can recover from any injury instantaneously in exchange for your life span.

(…That’s troublesome.)

To be honest, a long-term battle is undesirable.

There is a thing called『duration』for soul dress.

I have no idea how long my〈Zeon〉will last.

(…I guess I’ll attack the moment Rain tries to pick up the spirit pill.)

As I quietly waited for that moment,

「…Useless.」

He trampled the spirit pill that dropped to the floor.

「Wha…?!」

I was surprised by the unexpected behavior.

「…What are you surprised looking for? Did you think I’d rely on drugs made by those fellows, those trash?」

Rain, distorting his face with discomfort, clearly asserted his organization as『trash』.

「Then why are you on their side?」

He belongs to the Black Organization, though hating the Black Organization.

I didn’t know what that meant.

「…I have my own circumstances. If you’re not in my shoes, then there are some things you just can’t understand!」Rain cried out, with a mixed expression of various emotions.

「…I see.」

I remember Zack saying the same thing.

Zack Bomber.

A member of the Black Organization who once kidnapped Ria.

He abandoned the Holy Knights Association for the Black Organization for some reason.

And as I remembered the past,

「Allen, you are radiant.」

「…What?」

「Your sword is straightforward, honest, and beautiful. I am sure that you are in the right and I in the wrong.」