26 Episode 26 "The Most Evil Magic Sword VS The Strongest Sister".txt (1/2)

The room is called the Fountain of Magic.

It seems that the magic power is so strong that the demons are wary of approaching this place.

In the center of the room, there is a fountain that spews hot spring water, and a thin stream of hot spring water is pouring out to all sides of the room.

We split the party in two.

Inside the room are me and Cecil's group of magic sword summoners.

Outside, Rita, Aine and Leticia's watch group.

After recovering our magic power by taking a few hours' nap, we were about to start summoning the magic sword.

I think the person who summoned the magic sword was a rusty old man.

With the scroll in hand, Cecil said as he checked the flow of magic power in the room.

''I summoned a magic sword and I can do such amazing things! So I guess I was trying to say, let me join you,''

I'm awesome, so do I get to be a part of this?

''That's right. But the demon sword ended up in the hands of people and became a source of conflict. That's probably why they decided to take it away from people's hands in a hurry.

'If you really want to fight humans, all you have to do is summon another magic sword.

The 'Demon Sword Summoning Scroll' in Cecil's hand is only for summoning Regina Brass. It's not for summoning another magic sword from another dimension.

The wizard was only sticking to the magic sword he had called up.

It's enough to leave the unfinished business to the same people who may appear at any time.

Maybe that wizard was trying to take responsibility for calling up the magic sword.

''So, does Cecil want the magic sword?''

I don't want it.

Yeah.

But I don't think it's a good idea to just let it go.

That's a cause for contention.

If you soak it in the hot springs in the hidden room, it will eventually rust, won't it?

A good amount of calcium might stick to it, and it might not cut.

It's a messy business to sell.

I wouldn't want to wake up with a dead man in my arms.

Nagi-sama.

What the f*ck?

I love that about you.

......, right.

I was kind of embarrassed, so I looked away from Cecil.

'But let's get on with it. Everyone is waiting for us.

Okay.

Cecil stood in the center of the room with the Scroll of Heritage in his hand.

It's where a spring is spewing out of the basement.

It seems that that's where the magic power is most concentrated.

''Do you think you have enough magic power?''

''I think I can raise the bottom line with the magic power in this room. The rest is ...... I knew I'd have to borrow Nagi-sama's magic power after all.

Yeah. Then let's get this over with.

I stood in front of Cecil.

I activated the 'Ability Rebuild' and raised my left hand slightly.

Suddenly, Cecil grabbed that hand. He looks at me with mischievous eyes, and slowly, like he's handling a treasure, he presses it against his left chest.

It's not just a matter of time before you'll be able to get your hands on it.

Cecil's short skirt fluttered softly.

Her slender, straight legs are revealed close to the base.

''I am the inheritor of the demon race. I am the inheritor of the demon race, I believe in and love people. I am the one who believes in and loves people, and by their mercy, I am the one whose blood remains, and whose name is Cecil Farot. I'm going to fix the wrongs of those who once existed in this land. From the depths of the abyss, linked by veins of water, I hereby summon a magical sword. I summon the demon sword to lay to rest. I have received the thoughts of all demons, and I will repose their souls. I will perform this ritual.

Sweat trickles down Cecil's forehead.

My silver hair is shimmering like a different creature.

I continue to supply Cecil with magical power through the 'Ability Rebuild' window.

I close my eyes and breathe heavily so as not to disturb Cecil.

The chanting continues. It never ends.

It's ”Ancient Language Magic”, so it's long. It's long. That's why Cecil is nervous.

You have to make sure you get every word right.

”'Come here with festivities over at ....... Come on, come on!

From the other world, I am summoned to this world by the magic sword, Leginablas!　Now, here!

The moment Cecil's chanting ended.

Magic power swirled around.

''Success!　Nagi-sama, the magic sword is coming.

From the center of the magical vortex, a sword with a jet-black sheath gradually appeared from the center of the vortex.

It was as if it was alive.

The sheath was pulsing with many blood vessels running through it, pounding, pounding.

There are gems on the hilt, shining under the magical power.

It's best not to touch these things directly.

I placed an open-mouthed leather bag right underneath the sword.

Okay, the coordinates are perfect.

Now all I have to do is close my mouth when the sword falls.

But just to be sure.

”Cecil, the Arrow of Corruption!

Yes, sir!

A black arrow fired by Cecil strikes the magic sword that fell to the ground.

It has been proven in the gargoyle that this weakens the magic tool.

The magic sword remains motionless as it falls into the bag. Alright, all that's left to do is close the mouth of the bag andーー

Nagi-sama!

What?

The sword bounced.

With an unnatural trajectory, the hilt touches my hand.

Just as it was wrapped in my hand...

Pretending to be dead with a sword?

............ Huh?

But nothing is happening.

This is the magic sword - isn't it?

In other words, I wasn't chosen to be a magic sword.

”I've got the Negan Sword, Leginablus!

'But I couldn't equip it,' you mean.

'Nagi-sama, ...... are you okay?'

Cecil looks worriedly at the magic sword in my hand.

It's okay, it's all right. I'll just put this in the bag and--

As I was about to say it, I was momentarily disoriented.

My knees wobbled. My feet slipped.

The magic sword wrapped in its sheath tilted.

The scabbard caught on the collar of Cecil's clothes.

I fell, and Cecil fell. I kept my grip on the magic sword.

The magic sword that was still wrapped in the scabbard was in one fell swoop...

I pulled Cecil's clothes down to his navel──.

Na, Nagi-sama ──────!

Something touched my lips.

Something pouty and soft. Something I'd touched with my hand a few times.

I'm falling down, pushing Cecil down and nuzzling my face into my chest──!

No, no. No, you can't. I mean, it's not that bad, but it's a bit late. This is the nightfall!　Rita-san, Aine-san and Letitia-san are right there!

Wha... Wha... Wha...?

At least give me time to make up my mind. Yes, sir!　I'm ready, Nagi-sama!

'Haha!　You don't have to be prepared to say, ”Hey, you know what?　I'm coming.

I tried to get away from Cecil, who had turned bright red, and I tried to stand up with my hands on the ground... but...

Another momentary lapse in consciousness.

My vision spun around and around.

My hand slipped, I knew.

Reflexively, I was holding Cecil's thighs.

One hand was gripping Cecil's ankle.

For some reason, he was pulling her in, right under her belly.

How could you fall on your face and not be able to...

!

I can feel Cecil's body heat through a piece of cloth that touches my face.

No good, this is very bad.

Nagi-sama.

I didn't mean to. I didn't mean to.

I know. It's magic... from the magic sword, it's very powerful magic...

What happened to you?

Suddenly, Rita's voice rang out in Fountain's room.

'Ri, Rita. It was just perfect.

I heard a scream, so I came over, and what the hell!　What the hell happened to Nagi and Cecil-chan?

Rita, please. Rita, please. Grab my arm and pull me up. Don't touch the sword!

I'm not going to touch... Huh?

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The feeling of the magic sword sheath touching Rita.

The sound of Rita's leg slipping.

It's not true, is it?

Rita, who has the athleticism of a beast - a wild animal - falls?

”You don't think this is the power of a magic sword?

I wave my arm. But the magic sword never leaves my hand.

I'm not going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm talking about.

Rita was grabbing my arm and trying to pull me up. She holds my arm and does a half turn while holding my arm. My body spins with her. For example, what would happen if we did a complete rotation with our collars clipped in judo? In that case, what happens if the clothes are loose - what happens if they are like a robe?

'Oh no!'

As a result, I had to completely rip off Rita's robe.

Under normal circumstances, this would never happen. There is too much difference between Rita and I in our athletic abilities.

And yet I'm holding Rita's robe - of human skin - in one hand, and she's holding her chest and squirming. It's not just that they're big - the first time I've seen them clearly - but that's not what I'm talking about.

”Get off me, both of you!

Hey, Nae? What happened to you?

Stay away from Aine and Letitia, stay away from me!

This is the power of the magic sword Regina Brass.

But why?

Wasn't this the magic sword that makes the chosen one a hero?

That's usually the case. That's what event items are for, like increased attack power or added magical powers, right?

Why do they sometimes show up with the ability to take off a fellow girl?

”For it is the Lord's choice.

I heard a voice.

It was a high-pitched, girl's voice.

”I am the magic sword Regina Brass.

A girl with red hair appeared in front of me.

Her skin was pure white and her eyes were pitch black. The color of darkness. She is wearing a white robe.

A small body is floating in the air.

”I acknowledge thee as my lord. Be a hero or be d*mned. Choose your destiny.

Chosen?

”Yes.

I'm not a hero.

”It does not matter if you are a heroic vessel now or not, it is not on my terms. That's not the condition I want.

The red-haired girl, Regina Brass, said

I desire the soul of a young man who is suppressing his lust with reason.

...... What did this guy just say?

How can you be sure that you're going to be able to kill yourself with reason?

”You are the perfect vessel. ”You are the ideal vessel for the girls around you, fully aware of their needs.

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Who is this guy? What the hell... What the hell is this?

I don't want you. I don't want you. Now go get in this f*cking bag and seal it up!