Chapter 126

Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by Zil

“Eh…….”

A confused voice leaked out of Ceilia’s mouth.

It was confirmed that Célia beat him. There was no way he could dodge that blow and no way he could have survived that blow.

However, Granard’s body, which should have been obliterated by the lightning strike, regenerated as if time had been turned backwards.

“Ah …… this is not good.”

“Neimilia?”

“I didn’t think he could regenerate from a state where every single cell had disappeared, I was wrong about my mother’s power. Even before the Night of the Witch came, I didn’t think she could do this……”

“Ooooooooooh!”

Granard with his flesh regenerated, lets out a scream.

His clothes were burned off and his naked body was enveloped in a blinding light. Out of the light emerges a man in bright white armour.

He was dressed like a mythical hero – much like the “holy armour” used by Emperor Zacharias, the father of Célia.

“Thirty seconds, Miss Célia.”

“What?”

“I’ll give you thirty seconds. During that time, run away as fast as you can.”

“Hey……Neimilia!”

The maid, who usually jokes around with a lot of innuendos, now has a stern look on her face like never before. The look on her face made Célia realise just how urgent their situation was.

“That is the magic armour of Metatron, the guardian of the throne.”

“But Neimilia is ……!”

“Hurry up!”

Neimilia shouts sharply and points her hand at Granard, who is wrapped in pure white armour. Dozens of jet-black bullets appear, rushing towards the enemy.

“You are depressing! Lowlife!”

Granard swung his spear sideways, and a wall of light appeared to catch the dark projectiles. It was as if he was chasing away winged insects.

But that was not the main attack.

As Neimilia put her hand on the ground, the shadow at her feet swelled like a snake and attacked Granard again.

The shadowy snake attacked from all sides and tried to restrain Granard, but Granard lifted his lips and smiled comfortably.

“It’s too easy……for this kind of attack to stop me!”

The pure white armor that covers Granard’s body – the guardian of the throne – emits an intense light. The rope of shadows that binds Granard, is drowned out by the light.

“I am now a light incarnate. I am the sun!　How can I be bound by shadows?”

“Tsk….Troublesome.”

Neimilia is the master of darkness. Granard, on the other hand, is “light” which was bestowed by one of her sisters. Since they are opposites, the one with the most power will win.

Also, a hundred years ago, she was no match against Dáinsleif’s predecessor, who sealed her power away and had lost all of her power. She was no match for them in a state of weakness.

Then at least, this time, Neimilia wanted to buy as much time for  her friends to escape. Neimilia was ready to face the challenge with such determination, but a figure lined up beside her.

“……! Miss Célia?”

“No, Neimilia. I’m not running away. I can’t run away”

The girl who was told to escape is still standing beside her, still holding her sword. Neimilia’s eyes widened in astonishment at the sight.

“No, you can’t! I told you can’t compete and win! If anything were to happen to you, I can’t look at master.”

“I’m a Hero, chosen by the Holy Sword. I can’t abandon my friends and turn my back on my enemies and run away! If I do that, my pride….and my soul will die!”

The fear of a superior opponent is crystal clear in Célia’s eyes.

Still, she wasn’t going to back down. She pointed her sword straight at Granard.

“I didn’t become strong just to run away from an enemy I couldn’t fight. I became strong in order to defeat the enemy and save someone I want to protect. So, if Neimilia won’t run, I won’t run either. If Neimilia wants to fight, I’ll fight!”

“Célia-san.”

The blonde girl’s powerful words brought tears to Neimilia’s eyes, as if she were overcome with emotion.

“I see……you even call me a friend! This is the bond between rod sisters!”

“So what are rod sisters? I’m pretty sure that’s not a good word!”

Sighing deeply at Neimilia for ruining the atmosphere.  “Aaa, nevermind” Célia says, her face beaming.

“I’m the one who can’t face onii-san later. I’ve been left in charge of your house, I can’t have you looking like a mess!”

“All right, let’s fight together!　Let’s win and be rewarded by our master!　The three of us will sleep in the bed together!”

Two women ready to take a stand.

Granard, glaring at them boringly, strikes the ground with the pike of his shining spear.

“You are ready to die. Let me hang your carcasses on the cross and show them to Raidorl who will come back here!”

“I won’t let that happen!! Lend me your strength, Claíomh Solas!”

“My love for my master is eternal and undying!　Shadow Servant: Shadow Beast!”

Célia and Neimilia attacked Granard in unison. The movements are so well coordinated and sophisticated that it is hard to believe that they are an impromptu collaboration.

The battle continued for the next twenty minutes. A flash of lightning and thunder, and shadows dancing in the light.

“Uuhh….!”

“Uuuu…..”

Twenty minutes later. The house where Raidorl and his friends used to live is now a pile of rubble, and two women are lying on the ground.

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