And here is chapter 12 of Kanna the Godless. This is self-edited so it may have mistakes here and there. Be sure to tell me about those if you find any, okay?
Enjoy~
Translator: Jun
ED: Jun
Chapter 12 â The true charm of fantasies are slender people using huge weapons, right?
Right after I stealthily returned to my room afterwards, I released all that had accumulated in my lower body by applying the handbrake.(TL:( ͥ° ÍÊ ÍĄÂ°)) Iâm physically at my limit in various ways, let alone mentally. It wasnât very bad, but Iâm not confident I can endure this until the next evening. In addition to going tomorrow evening, the fact is that we depart the morning after that. Thatâs going to be physically harsh. Weâre only staying here for three days and two nights, so the first night was my only chance.
For now, I refresh my lonesome self and enter the next day.
âUoraah!â
While sending out a yell, I swung my right fist that is equipped with a hand guard. My aim is the center of my opponentâs face.
âThat was solid, but too honestâ
While Real calmly muttered those words,
âYour aim is good, but this time the weight you put in is lackingâŠâŠâŠ see!â
Inserting power right after the end of her sentence, Real flicked off my fists that were stopped by her sword. I couldnât withstand the impact on both arms and moved several steps back with my stance crumbled. From there she struck an attack on the upper body.
Although I promptly crossed my arms to catch the blow, my knees almost felt like breaking from the tremendous impact transmitted from my crossed arms to the whole body. There is the mass from the very sword itself, but the strength of its wielder Real is also amazing. If I didnât have my hand guards, my arms would have probably been smashed. That didnât happen, so every joint is screaming. Even though I didnât receive it on my head, my brain is shaken and my field of vision is flickering.
âNooohâŠâŠâŠ gaah!â
However, when I somehow held onto my consciousness through willpower, I caught the blow from the sword and I went all in and released a right kick.
Will she dodge it or will she let go of her sword and catch the kick with her arms? In any case, I want to immediately take distance and prepare myself to attack again.
But wait, she once again raised her sword overhead without even taking any evasive actions.
My right kick made a direct hit to her flank. Equipped with a leg guard, itâs a kick that had its force of impact improved by its accompanying mass. Even then, what returned to my feet was the feeling as if I had a large tree as an opponent. Is she really made of flesh and blood?
Realâs face is slightly clouded. It wasnât like she didnât feel any pain. Even so, her sword wielding posture didnât move.
âThis is badâ just as I thought that, the next moment the sword was swung down.
This time I couldnât stop the blow. Even if I stop it with both my hands once more, my body would be thrown to the ground with each defense.
The training we had in the hotel backyard we borrowed this morning met its end when I collapsed on the ground.
In one way or another, I went from being defeated to sitting down on the ground, but that is my limit. It doesnât look like Iâll be able to stand for a while from the pain and fatigue. Real, on the other hand, stabbed the ground with the greatsword in its scabbard and placed her hand on the grip, but itâs not to support her body. She is standing normally. Being the only one gasping for breath is really comforting. With that I put on my cool face.
âAs I thought, if your defensive capabilities increases, freedom will appear in your spontaneous movements. Especially around the end, where you distracted my eyes with your upper body attack from your right and did a lower body attack from your left. That move was quite good.â
âYou stopped those blows normally though.â
âThis may not be barehanded, but I have considerable experience in dual sword fencing after all. If I didnât learn how to cope with it at that time, I would have difficulty receiving this. Itâs just that, you didnât put any weight in the second hit like I said. You wonât have any problems if you can neatly defend it. But Iâm certain itâs a move that is fairly effective against opponents you meet for the first time.
What Iâm surprised about is the fact you defended my blows until the very end. Although it was with my scabbard, I didnât think you would defend even a single blow in all seriousness. I unleashed them with the intention to crush each of your defences though.â
âItâs all about your stance. If you didnât attack from above but from the side, I would certainly be blown away. I couldnât withstand the second cut either.â
The fact is that with just one blow, my strength was completely shaved off. Both my hands and feet are still trembling.
âAnd that, what was that about, receiving my kick equipped with a leg guard without defending. What I felt wasnât that of flesh and blood.â
âNo matter how much its intensity is increased by the leg guards, I know what a kick can do when done out of desperation. By not neglecting training your body, your posture wonât break if you stand firm on both legs.â
Iâm interested in how far I have to go with that training. About as far as being able to swing around that huge sword at will? Thatâs not completely unreasonable.
âKanna, even you wield weapons made from spirit magic donât you? You could swing around that giant axe after allâ
âThatâs by borrowing the power of the spirits, so thatâs not going to raise my physical strength. If that wasnât the case, I wouldnât be able to hold such a brutal weight since itâs made of ice.â
If the objects formed from ice made with spirit magic exist by my influence, I wouldnât feel much of the weight it possessed. Thanks to that, I can also wield super heavyweight class weapons that rivals Realâs greatsword with relative ease. As a test I made a giant axe and tried to hold up something that removes the divine protection of spirits, but the weapon was so heavy, my lower back almost got hurt. When I relied on the spirit again, I could hold it up normally as expected. Moreover, itâs at a manageable degree, neither light nor heavy. Itâs more than satisfactory.
Besides, the goal of todayâs training was in order to train my own movements and not a direct improvement to my fighting strength. No spirit magic and none of Realâs enhancement sorcery. If we use those, then the innâs backyard will be too small. If there is no space with a radius of about fifty meters, it will cause inconvenience to other places.
âOh thatâs rightâ
When we waited until our bodies cooled off, I recalled last nightâs event. I canât let the contents of the event slip my mouth, but letâs ask Real about the problem at that time.
âYesterday in town, I heard that ăIce sorceryă is super difficult, but is that really true?
â âŠâŠâŠ Aah, now that you mention it, thatâs true. I have no excuses, Iâve forgotten to tell you.â
Real easily admits it.
âAs you already know, Iâm weak with elemental magic. I memorized the coping method of each element, but I completely forgot to teach you the details of them.â
Both Real and her grandmother were taught about elemental magic during their stay in the village at the foot of the mountain. Earth, wind, water, fire, origin, sky, ice and lightning. Elemental magic can be roughly bundled into these eight elements.
âWithin those, origin, sky, ice and lightning are called superior attributes within elemental magic. As you can expect, mastery over those four are harder than the other four elements and they canât be handled by anyone other than the limited people with talents for them.â
âIt seems there is plenty of talent within you the moment you can use magic though.â
When I try saying that as the representative of incompetent men.
âIf it is like lighting up a fire on your fingertips or bringing about the wind to ward off the summer heat, even a five year old could do it as long as they have quite the skills for it. But if I could say whether or not that could pass in actual fighting, it would be a no. There may be no clear rules about this, but if you canât at the very least suppress a magic beast with just sorcery, then you canât be called a sorcerer, now can you?â
âSo you judge by fighting strength?â
âItâs because you wonât be able to take down even the lowest ranking magic beast with an amount that is like a fire on your fingertips.â
âSo it means that a firepower to the extent of being able to roast a magical beast whole is the minimum as a sorcerer, huhâ
âThe rate of people who can overcome the lowest level of a sorcerer for the human race is one or two in ten. These ratios differ for each race. There are those who exceed five per ten and there are some who may or may not have one in hundred. âŠâŠâŠ We went quite off-topic didnât we? And, so. For now I will continue the explanation limited to the human race. Further within the people who can use sorcery at a combat level, the ones who can handle the four superior attributes are about one in thousand.â
(TL: does anyone understands what it means when someone says âDe, da.â in an explanation? Thatâs literally the whole sentence. Iâve translated it to âAnd, so.â for now)
Generally speaking, the calculation means that only one person would be able to handle superior attributes among ten thousand humans. A handful of guys that can be called a genius.
After Real temporarily finished her explanation, she made a complicated expression.
âWell, itâs unusual to call it unusual, but only its mastery is difficult and itâs a different story if it may be used in combat as it is. Itâs because the earth magic users are stronger than the superior attribute magic users within the magic experts.â
Did she recall unpleasant things? Her face looks like it has a sour face printed over it.
âThe last what you will hear for today is that it may be for the best if you refrain from using spirit magic in public. Youâll grab all the attention just from the unusual magic after all.â
âWonât you hesitate in using it in combat if you become too desperate in concealing it?â
âIf it becomes a scene involving life and death, that hesitation will go away. I donât want you to die by sticking to appearances and honorâ
I donât feel like restraining myself in giving or taking lives.
While I continue the conversation with Real, my burning body settled down pleasantly. My body even recovered to the point of being able to move and so I pressed my hands on my knees and stood up. When I look above in the sky, I could see the sun will be reaching the zenith soon.
âThis is a good time donât you think? Letâs go shopping for useful things after we have lunch shall we?â
âYouâre very resilient as always arenât you? Normally your stomach wonât accept food when youâre that fatigued, you know.â
âToughness is one of my few redeeming features after all.â
An answer that doesnât show if Iâm actually boasting about myself or mocking myself naturally came out of my mouth.