220 219. Boy Liners Challenge.txt (2/2)

''It's not enough, Helvirshine. It's probably better than I am at handling that sword. Hmph.''

Smirking, Nosfi resumes the fight with his twin swords of light.

That Nosfi's stance. And the trajectory of the light swords waved from left and right.

It looked too familiar.

''This, this is ......, could it be the twin swords of Helvirshine ......!

The same stance and trajectory prevented it from happening, even though he was baffled.

No doubt about it.

Nosfi has mastered the twin swordsmanship of Helvirshine. It's also at a higher level than me.

Even though they are inferior in basic physical ability, it's too disadvantageous if there is a difference in their skills as well.

In a hurry, I try to change my fighting style.

''Then--!　Mr. Rowen!

He tries to work on the magic stone of ”The One Who Steals the Reason of the Earth” to draw the skill from the sword.

But before that, Nosfy laughs. He no longer hides his expression and has the face of a typical bully.

''Is the sword of Aleis next?　It's not a bad idea, but if it weren't for Aleiss herself, it would never reach me. I'm better at this, too.

He binds the twin swords of light together and turns them into a single sword.

Then, he unleashes a sword flash reminiscent of the Rowen-san of the past.

He holds his twin swords in a cross position to prevent it. Naturally, I'm not as sharp as Rowen-san, but I'm not as sharp as Rowen-san. However, it's definitely a faster sword flash than the current me.

''--Tauschus Wind Magic 《Tauschus Wind》!

Perhaps it's because of the subconsciousness of not being able to win against Rowen-san, he hates close range and releases wind magic on the spur of the moment. But that also makes Nosfy laugh. Her cheeks flushed and she dodged the oncoming wind stakes like she was dancing.

'It's good magic, but it shows the habits of the masters in the construction of magic. I'm used to reading its activation. I don't even need to borrow magic to 'discuss' it in order to offset it. ...... I'll tell you, offsetting your magic at the labyrinth was a sort of performance to break your heart. Essentially, I have the ability to handle it without offsetting it.

............!

I'm raptured.

The confidence I had gained in the past month in no small measure is crumbling.

Na, then--!

Trapped, I compose the magic I had sealed into my legs.

''--[Ix-Wind] oooh!

He releases the wind that has compressed into his legs and kicks the ground.

The skirt of my left leg's trousers tears and the skin pops off in the wind. But I gain the speed to match the damage.

After the best step of my life, I fire a sword flash at Nosfy.

It's a blow with all I've got.

But the scene in my eyes is impermanent.

There was no one in the place where Nosfi had been just a moment ago, and the twin swords only slashed through the sky.

And then a tap on his shoulder.

A voice can be heard from behind.

''-- The idea is just like that idiot knight (Helvilleshain). But I'm used to it. I'm not sure how many times I've stopped that self-destructive technique. Haha ......

A warm sigh caught my ear.

'No, Nosfi!

I looked back - a moment later, my vision was turned upside down.

Just before I reversed, I was able to catch a slight glimpse of Nosfy. He brought the sword of light back to its original stick shape and paid off my leg with it.

''Guh!

He slammed into the ground. Then pain and weight hit my hands.

I adjust my shaky vision and open my eyes.

There was Nosfi, with his big thighs open, stepping through my hands with both feet. And a stick of light in his hand. The tip of it is at the tip of my nose.

A perfect mount. Too clean a check.

I failed miserably in all things sword and magic.

There is no excuse for this defeat.

My face contorts at its too quick end.

I'm going to be able to say that I won - but I think I overdid it a bit. My heart is starting to ache, so let's get this over with. Seeing someone else's seriously pained expression makes my heart feel jumbled and uncomfortable, so ....... Hmph, after all, there's only Uzumi-sama for me. Fufu, fufufufu!　Oops, I'm drooling just thinking about it. It's so impolite.

Drool nearly falls onto my face, but Nosphy wipes it away with his futilely fast reflexes. From the way he looks at me, I can tell that there's still plenty of room for Nosphy.

I haven't even been able to stall for time, let alone hunt him down.

That was my current situation.

--shit ......, dammit .......

My mind is naturally filled with swearing.

Then, let's have him pass out for a bit. I'll go strong, so please don't bite your tongue.

Nosfi re-focuses on his hand holding the light stick. And then the tip of the stick in front of him floats a little, and he feels as if he is about to be pierced through the brain.

--It was then.

The earth shook with a thud.

A roar louder than thunder rang out in the distance, and the world was struck by a massive earthquake.

With that, the final blow was off.

...... Oh?　Oh, well, well, it looks like the Lord is finally getting serious.

Nosfi turned his gaze away.

It seems that the Lord has unleashed a great magic on the battlefield over there.

If you look at the sky, you see an unrealistic crack in the sky. And you could see the sky peeling away in tatters to meet the cracks. That's not all. If I shifted my eyes to the side, I could see countless cracks in the earth.

A scene that can only be described as a world collapse is spreading across the world.

This is the aftermath of the battle between Lord and Christ.

They should be fighting in the distance, but the grandeur of the battle is palpable.

It's a clash of forces that I can't imitate.

I look at it and grieve.

'You've been so reckless to this point and I still can't reach you ......!　d*mn it: ......!

I know that I can't reach the guardians (guardians) now.

I should have known what I was doing and followed Christ's advice to stay on my feet. I was too poorly thought out to try to prevail in my arrogance.

Hearing his lament, Nosfi returned a gentle voice.

''Yes, I can't reach you. Helvirshine, you have lost. You are weak. You are spectacular, but you are not yet our 'stealer of reason'. But above all, the main problem is that your life is too thin. By the looks of it, you've only lived a little over ten years, right?

I could tell from the tone of his voice that he wasn't trying to undermine me.

Nosfi is just laying out the facts and evaluating me.

'Compared to the other three here, you are inevitably lacking. And that deficiency is not going to be filled no matter what you do.

You'll have to do it even if it doesn't fill up: ......!

'What's more, you haven't caught up with the power in your body. Perhaps you have become so strong by subterfuge?　To be honest, my impression of you is that you're just patching things up with borrowed power, but inside you're very flimsy.

Nosfi takes my spoiled response gently.

This sounds like advice.

That meant that I wasn't being treated as an enemy.

Nosfi's advice reverberates in his head.

Reiner Helvirshine is a flimsy one. He's just mending with borrowed power. He is a coward who relies on subterfuge.

That's why he can't keep up with Nosfi, Lord, Lord, or anyone else.

--I know (・・・・・).

I know that from the beginning.

First of all, the level and magic power right now is almost Hailey's power. I'm finally able to stand here after she gave me her soul.

And the sword skills were a gift from Rowen-san. The same thing can be said for magic.

The same can be said for magic. With a little teaching from Aide and Lord, I managed to get up to a practical level, but again, I didn't study it by myself, I just received wisdom from a thousand years ago.

All of this equipment was also a gift. Not only was it not made by me, it wasn't even the magic stones I collected. There is not a single gold coin I paid for, it was all provided by Christ. The fact that he lends me Mr. Rowen, who is probably a friend of Christ's heart, shows the depth of the Lord's concern for me.

--oh. I hate to admit it, but I know.

In this enclosed underground space, Christ must have been worried that I'd wind up in a fight. Because he had a sneaking suspicion that I would be the only one not strong enough for the coming battle.

So he was trying to make me stronger, even though I was in danger too.

The Lord is truly kind.

I can't say it out loud, but I think he's a fine human being, more worthy of service than anyone I've ever seen.

That's why my frustration is doubled.

I'm frustrated that I'm not strong enough to be that ideal knight of the Lord, even though I could have become one. I'm frustrated that I can't live up to the expectations of the people who trusted me and entrusted me with Nosfy's partner, but I'm frustrated, I can't stand it--!

'Oh, dammit, ......!　d*mn you, ......!

How weak I am...

Weak, weak, weak, too weak!

A weak knight is worthless!　If you can't defend the Lord, what good is it?

Garbage!　I'm just a piece of trash--!

No, less than a piece of garbage!　Instead of being helpful to someone else, you're just dragging your feet!

Oh, I knew it, I'm nothing more than a worthless piece of trash--!

It's not going to change anytime soon!　I've lived this long and nothing has changed!

--so I scream in my mind, and I feel myself breaking down with my swearing.

As is my usual habit, I almost give in.

But (...)!

Still--!

There's a feeling that outweighs that frustration.

It's a feeling I've never had before. The desire to simply live up to the trust.

A pure feeling of wanting to win for the Lord.

'Well, lose ......, rukaaah ......!　I took an oath!　You said you'd protect the Lord!　So aaaaahhhh--!

He roars as he falls to the ground.

He continues to chant to gain power.

''Accelerate, accelerate, accelerate!''　'The road that leads from the sky' and 'The road that leads to heaven'--!

Nosfi observed this with a dumbfounded look and continued to calmly advise him.

'I am not so weak that I can manage to pay the 'price'. You can rely on the world, but the world is not so convenient. You should know that.

During the 'chanting', Nosfi's words caught my ear.

--I'm relying on the world?

Just pass out for now, please. It's over.

Again, the finish is about to be wielded.

The tip of the rod of light is getting closer.

If this is the case, Nosfi was right, it will be over ...... but there were things that bothered me more than this fight. There was one word I couldn't miss.

Just before the defeat, my head spun like never before in that momentous hour.

My thoughts sped up like a runner-up.

-- 'The world'?

Something like that. For something. It's something.

Why would I ever rely on something like that?

--No.

Reflexive denial. No wonder.

It's something else I'm relying on. This chanting isn't about the world I have in mind, it's about the faces of the people I trust.

Mr. Loewen, Id, Lord, reminds me of the teachings of Christ.

So, instead of relying on the world - the 'enemy'.

Ever since he was born, that hasn't changed.

That's Rainer Helvirshein's first thought.

Oh, it's not 'the world' that I believe in. Of course, it's not myself either.

When I realized that, there was no magic activation.

--the wind blows (・・・・).

A soft breeze flowed between Nosfi and me, and my bangs swayed.

It wasn't Lord's wind or my wind. Of course, it's not Nosfi's wind either.

But I knew the feel of that wind.

I knew whose wind it was.

Now the tip of Nosfi's light stick was about to swing down on my brain.

The light at the tip grows and grows and grows, and is defeated now - that moment.

I know exactly where my power really comes from.

'Ahhhhhhhh ......!

--Remember (remember).