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Chapter 217




Translated by SoundDestiny Edited by SoundDestiny
“Please…..lend me your strength, Holy Sword Mistilteinn!”
Gripping the dagger, Neferte leapt out from behind a rock.
“『Guru?』”
A large lizard, which was feeding on the carcass, noticed Neferte and stuck out its long, chittering tongue.
Its ripped mouth hangs up in a grin. It recognises Neferte as its new prey and is excited by the arrival of a new meal.
“『Guruaaaaaaaaaaaa!』”
“『Gura! Gururururururu』”
Several giant lizards stop their eating session and release a cry of joy.
They jumped out of the herd ahead of the others and pounced towards Neferte.
Their movements were agile beyond what one would expect from their huge size. They kicked the ground with their four legs, jumped up and tried to bite at Neferte.
“None shall touch it. A sanctuary of mist that shall never be trampled upon! The deeds of the water God──【Mirror Lake Maiden Vivienne】!”
(【鏡湖乙女ヴィヴィアン】)
“『Gurua !?』”
A large lizard jumped at Neferte and hit the ground.
It should have tried to bite the small boy, but it slipped through his body like a phantom.
Another large lizard attacked Neferte from another direction, but this also did not hit him. No fangs, claws or tail ….. could touch Neferte in any way.
“『Guraaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!』”
“『Gura! Guruaaaaaaaaaaaa!』”
They try to eat it, but they can’t.
They try to touch it, but are not able to.
It is clearly different from the food it has been feeding on. A large lizard, bewildered by the unusual situation, cries out in frustration.
Hearing the cries of its companions, even the giant lizard, which had not noticed Neferte, notices the intruder who has stepped into its territory and turns hostile.
“『Gura! Gurua!!!』”
“『Guruaaaaaaaa!!』”
“You’re making so much noise……can you please be quiet?”
Neferte frowns depressingly at the loud lizard that is trying to eat him.
‘It’s strange…… I’m surprised at how calm my mind is.’
Neferte’s body had been tense from nervousness earlier, but as soon as the battle began, he felt his mind calming down.
There is no excessive tension or excitement. Even his anger at the giant lizard eating humans now seems to be somewhat distant.
‘After all, I am also the holder of the Holy Sword. When I pull out the sword, my mind instantly calms down. I feel like I can do anything now. I feel like I can beat anyone.’
What comes to Neferte’s mind is not the giant lizard in front of him.
‘At that time, because I was inexperienced and couldn’t master the Holy Sword, I put Justy-san in danger….If I had realised the power of the Holy Sword earlier, if I had been able to fight more skillfully, Justy-san wouldn’t have been seriously injured.’
It was a thorn of regret that pierced deep into Neferté’s heart.
[I cannot protect anyone because I am weak.] The feeling of helplessness he had also experienced when he lost his homeland.
‘I don’t want to experience it again. That’s why……’
“They will be  my stepping stone. They ate people as food. They can’t complain if I strike them down.”
A large amount of mist is released from the holy sword in Neferte’s hand.
The fog, like a thick wall, spreads over the area and envelopes Neferte and the giant lizard collectively.
“Mists of illusion…..embrace my enemies!”
“『Guruaaaaaaaa!!』”
The sudden appearance of a thick fog caused a loud cry of bewilderment from the large lizard.
But ….. It was here that the surprise began.
Suddenly, the giant lizard, which should have been an ally, bit the neck of its friends.
“『Guruaaaaaaaaaaaa!!?』”
Soon all of them were fighting amongst them.
Hundreds of large lizards have begun to eat each other and fight amongst themselves as if they were cannibalistic.
The Mist of illusion. Magic of illusion.
The lizards were being shown illusions by the power of the holy sword Mistilteinn.
In their eyes, their fellow lizard friends were either enemies they hated or they looked like tasty treats.
Neferte is steadily getting to understand the capabilities of the holy sword in his hands. He will eventually become a holy sword holder alongside Raidorl and Celia.
Mistilteinn’s ability to create the illusion invites mutual combat, and with this power, even an army of more than 10,000 men should not be afraid of it. If enveloped by the mist of dreams, they would instantly misidentify their allies as enemies and kill each other.
If there is a weakness, it is that, just like Raidorl’s Curse, it is difficult for illusions to work against holders of the same level of the Holy Sword.
“Thank God they’re a simple creature,Fuu…….If it were a more intelligent animal, it might have recognised the illusion.”
“Even though it’s a sub-dragon, it’s just a big lizard. A hungry reptile wouldn’t have had the means to shake off the illusion.”
“Raidorl and Neferte stare at the large lizards as they die through cannibalism. After waiting for ten minutes, the huge bodies, which had been nearly a hundred in number, had been reduced to the number of fingers on one hand.
“split in the fog ….【Water-blade aqua slash】”
When Neferte holds up the Mistilteinn again, the mist condenses into a mass of water, which transforms into a blade and slashes at the surviving giant lizards.
The sharp water blades cut deeply into the neck and all the lizards die. Hundreds of lizards were scattered on the ground in a pool of black blood.
“A brilliant and close victory, wasn’t it?”
“Yes……it drained me of quite a bit of magic, but somehow I managed to win…”
After the battle, Neferte returned the holy sword to its sheath, breathing on his shoulder.
The Illusion Mist is a technique that consumes a lot of magic power. With the amount of magic Neferte has now, it seems that he can barely maintain it for ten minutes.
“It’s not unreasonable. Maintaining such delicate magic as illusions for a long period of time not only drains your magical power but also your mental power. No matter how talented you are, it is not something a child who has only lived for a little over ten years can do.”
“Don’t call me a child, …… I am the one who will be the king of Athena, okay?”
Neferte’s lips twitched in disapproval.
Certainly, it is uncivil to treat Neferte, who has performed brilliantly in battle, as a child.
Age does not matter to a warrior. The prince who fled and wept when his country was destroyed and his family died is no longer anywhere to be found.
Here is the chosen bearer of the holy sword Mistilteinn. He is the new hero – Neferte Athena.
“Let me correct you. Prince Neferte…… age has nothing to do with it. You are a worthy warrior.”
Raidorl tells him with a wry smile and reaches for the sword at his waist.
“Well….then, your warmup has finished. Now the battle really begins.”
“『Ooooooooooooooooooooo』”
“……!”
A scream was released that cut through the atmosphere.
The ground rumbles violently and a spine-chilling pressure is felt.
“Here comes the boss…….you’ve come after your minions were killed, Fernigesh  the Black Dragon!”
Raidorl looks up overhead.
His red eyes gaze at the destination, where three pairs of six giant jet-black dragons are looking down at them.
Fernigesh the Black Dragon.
The strongest existence in the world alongside the holder of the Holy Sword and the Six Witches of Doom – the descent of the dragon, the ancient ruler of heaven and earth.
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