Chapter 27 (1/2)

A Katana That Doesn’t Break

When Carlos and Lulu dropped out, Serge honestly thought that it was already useless.

Even if they struggled here, there was no hope in a fight like this. Serge’s trump card hugely damaged enemies, and Ria’s katana couldn’t not kill.

But neither of them worked right now.

Though he’d also tried Longinus, the wound was to the degree of like being p.r.i.c.ked by a needle.

Now, there was the final trump card. But if he used it, his magical power would be almost entirely exhausted. He wouldn’t be able to use acceleration if he used it.

If it’s Ria, she could manage to dodge somehow. But it would be difficult to dodge the giant’s attacks without acceleration magic. If Gig received even a single blow, even though his body was also tough, it would tragically become minced meat.

It’s safe even if you die. Seeing Carlos and Lulu disappear, from what Maal said, he didn’t doubt it.

However, he didn’t want to die.

Serge, who had memories of dying, especially thought so.

Rather than if it were an instant death, if his limbs were torn off, just how much pain would he remember?

“Nee-chan!”

We should retreat. It’s okay if it’s right now.

Though it was unfortunate for Carlos and Lulu, he had to abandon the cane and armor. If you thought about their current income, it would become a funny story later on.

Having thought that, he was just a person that didn’t have the blood of a warrior.

Maal was of the same opinion as serge. She wanted to escape now. Even if she said they’d be revived, she didn’t want to experience the moment of suffering from dying again.

But she didn’t run away. Not while Ria was still fighting.

The two warriors didn’t think of running away.

(Even if I die, Maal will lead Serge away and escape.)

Thinking that, she single-mindedly concentrated on the fight.

She wanted to kill the enemy before her. She wanted to kill. That’s all she thought about.

Rather than calling it the instincts of a warrior, it was likely the instincts of a beast. Or maybe more primal instincts.

Ria thought.

(This is a true killing of each other.)

She was continuing the previous one. The Ogre King’s fight. Though that also had a danger towards her life, the fight was stopped.

Of course, her blood was boiling. Her heart throbbed while fighting.

But this was different.

As well as with the floor fights so far, they had every chance of winning in those hard fights.

But this was different.

It couldn’t be predicted. Though they made a strategy, even it failed.

Still, single-mindedly, she wanted to kill it. Without thinking about her own life or death, she just gradually increased her killing intent.

“Eyaaah-!”

She put her all into every single technique, ability, and downward stroke of her katana.

She was able to partly cut off the giant’s toe.

And, unable to endure it, the katana shattered.

It didn’t break. With Ria’s magical power, it couldn’t withstand the impact of the slash, exploding the steel from the inside.

But because of that, one of the giant’s fingers were torn to shreds.

The giant bellowed. It raged vehemently.

The labyrinth, likely made solid for that reason, broke all around.

Due to the impact of the debris, Gig’s movements dulled. The giant’s fist crashed down there.

Gig was unlucky. He wasn’t killed instantly.

The pain from experiencing the blow continued for several seconds.

Serge’s quick-wit proved effected. He used the mithril door collected earlier as a s.h.i.+eld.

Huddled shoulder to shoulder with Maal, they watched Gig become light and disappear.

When he stored the door once again, they decided it was best to escape. Fortunately, the exit wasn’t blocked.

Then, Serge fired off his last remaining trump card.

He picked up a labyrinth stone that had been scattered about. He looked at the giant’s figure.

It’s eye was probably its weak spot. With just one, it was definitely a weak spot. But it wouldn’t be a fatal wound.

The brain or the heart? Probably the heart. He could imagine the giant’s body could probably rage even if it didn’t have a brain.

“Nee-chan! I’m going to use my final trump card! When I use it, I’ll be out of magical power!”

He composed the magic formula in his head. Increase the magical power. Mental concentration. He himself would die if it accidentally went off.

He concentrated on the rock in his hand. He aimed for the giant’s heart.

“Explosion Teleport”

The rock in his hand disappeared.

Teleporting a solid into a solid. When he used it on a beast as a guinea pig, he sent it into its head. He thought it would simply die.

But it actually caused an explosion. Because substances overlapped each other, it gave that much of an impact.

With his whole body hit by the blast, he had to stay in bed for days. His magical power didn’t recover for a while after either.

And now, he used it again.

An explosion occurred in the giant’s chest.

It was enough for the giant to drop down. Blood splattered.

“It wasn’t enough…?”

The giant held its hand to its chest. It definitely damaged it, giving it a wound it didn’t have until now. But that was all.

Even Serge’s best magic couldn’t get through the giant. Though it brought its hand to the wound on its chest, its movements weren’t dulled.

But it did distract it slightly.

To sever the giant’s wounded finger, Ria struck with the battleaxe she took out.

It felt pain. Though it wasn’t to the point of damaging it, pain was pain.

Though it wouldn’t die even if it lost a finger, it couldn’t be called negligible.

The giant stooped. It was a movement to protect its wound. It’s weak point, the eye, was near.

Ria threw a spear. It wasn’t a spear she had multiple of. It was a spear she carefully selected in the royal capital.