95-95 Twin Swords (1/2)

We were confronted by an endless swarm of demons sprouting from the entrance of the labyrinth within the stone walls, almost crushed by the force of the expanding numbers, but somehow surviving.

In the sky above, there was a tremendous clash of power and strength.

Over there, Noor, Lara, and Inez are fighting.

Overhead, there is a constant roar that shakes the earth, and every time there is a thunderous roar, there is a huge crack in the ground.

As their footing became unstable, everyone struggled desperately to fight.

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I'm not sure what to make of this. ────

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The invasion of the demons from the Labyrinth of Sorrows seemed to have no end.

Even though everyone was fighting desperately, the number of monsters was not decreasing, but it was increasing as if they were responding to the emotions of the monsters in the sky.

The monsters in the labyrinth seemed to be completely different creatures from the ones on the ground, even though they looked similar.

I tried several times to talk to them to stop them from moving, but they don't have a heart that I can communicate with.

So, while everyone else was fighting desperately, I could do nothing but run away.

At least, I dove deep into the crowd of demons to make it easier for the people around me to fight, and I kept repeating my evil plan of attracting their attention and running away again.

”──── Hey, kid.

Suddenly, a voice came from behind him.

”......You've been wandering around ...... for a while now, what do you think you're doing?

The voice belonged to Sigil of the Twelve Apostles.

I'm not sure if you've ever heard of it, but it's a great idea.

What ...... are you doing running around? It's all I can do.

Still, I guess it's better than doing nothing.

I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's going on.　...... Don't be silly. If you're going to run, stay in the back.

”...... I'm not kidding, okay?　And I don't think it will make much difference if you stay in the back.

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I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.

While the demons were distracted by me, Sigil chopped off their heads with the twin swords in her hands, wiping out all the enemies in the area.

I'm sure you'll be able to figure out what's going on.　What happened to your ...... weapons? Did you lose it?

I don't have a weapon. I don't have a weapon. I mean, I can't carry one.

...... What do you mean?

I rolled up the sleeves of my clothes a little and showed him the bandage wrapped around my arm.

The bandage reveals numerous scars that look like patterns underneath the bandage.

Is that a ...... scar?

Yes.

That was all Sigil needed to know.

My hands have the strength of a young child's grip due to the damage I've suffered since I was a child.

It doesn't interfere much with my daily life, but the muscles necessary for exerting great strength are deeply injured, and I can't hold anything as heavy as other people.

The injury cannot be healed anymore.

In the process of growing up, my body has accepted this as its ”natural state,” and if I try to heal it, it will get worse.

That's what Mr. Sein, the so-called ”Healing Saint,” told me.

So, in the end, the only thing I can hold with my strength is a small, light wooden sword.

But it's not something I can use in a real battle, and even if I did, I would easily drop it.

My grip is so weak that I cannot even handle a small bow properly.

──── I can't hold a weapon.

Use ────.

Suddenly, Mr. Sigil threw something at me.

”......What?

It was the basket that Sigil had been wearing.

”This is ......?

It's a magic tool. It has an 'enchantment' that strengthens your grip. I don't think it's the right size, but it can hold a dagger.

I was puzzled by his actions.

...... Why?

I was about to say, ”Why?” when Sigil interrupted me: ”Because I am a demon, a race that the people of Mithra abhor and seek to exterminate.

I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it's a good idea. ──── You demons are 'evil' as a race ...... and history has proven it.

In front of me, even more confused, Sigil continued.

You've caused a lot of trouble. The city I was born and raised in was burned to nothing by you, its inhabitants killed, its fields ruined beyond repair. Because of this, my hometown has become a barren land where it is not uncommon for people to starve to death. ...... Therefore, you demon tribe are 'evil' from birth.

He stopped and turned to me.

”But, ──── boy. What the hell are you, ......?　Why are you here?

”Why are you here, ......, ......?

I don't understand the question, so I ask back.

”Don't play dumb with ────.

You summoned the Demon Dragon of Misfortune, didn't you? If you have that much power, why don't you use it for yourself? You could have ridden it away at any time. Now you can. So why aren't you running away ......?

...... And why are you trying to help us? I'm not sure what to make of that. The current situation should be a unique opportunity for you demons to retaliate against us.

And yet . On the contrary, you put yourself in danger to stay here and fight with us. ...... Why?

I've been asked repeatedly why, and I can't help but be confused.