Chapter 96 - The Lunatic Who Shares Laughter And The Old Man Who Loathes Emptiness 3
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Around the time when Kaito and Nonorik were increasing the speed of their sword fight.
Minnalis and Shuria, who were facing Fegner, also continued fighting.
ăUgh, Raaaaaaaa!!ă
ăMm, ugh!!ăăăKuuă
Fegner alone is completely holding us off, even with the combination of sword strikes from me and Shuria.
Where on earth is such power coming from, even though he is only wielding a slightly shorter dagger, each and every strike feels heavy, as if he were swinging around a large sword.
Unable to withstand the weight of the sword sent my way, I got blown backwards.
Aiming at that chance, the armored doll Shuria controls swings its sword downwards, but the sword is also stopped without difficulty.
(Then, how about this!!)
ăăIce Pick Ice Needlesă!!ă
Pointed ice thorns with the thickness of an arm stretches from Fegnerâs rear to both of his sides.
ăYou are so naive, you young lass!!ă
With the thorns on the left and right as decoy, the ice thorns, that certainly should have extended from his blind spots, intersects smoothly without even so much as a graze.
Fegnerâs wind magic breaks the stance of the armored doll that Shuria controls with a sideways sweep, and at the same time, Fegnerâs slashing attack with a blade formed with wind magic cuts the torso into two with a single strike from the other side.
However, Shuria also isnât so naive that she will be done in just like that.
ăYou this, unforgivable!!ă
ăTsk!!ă
The armored doll that was split into two, as a last struggle, the operation of the joints of its arms and legs are set to maximum, and proceeds to grapple Fegnerâs body.
ăMinnalis-san!!ă
ăI know!ăăPoison Mist poison fogă!!ă
Fuu, as she sucks in as much air as she can to her utmost limit, she blows out poisonous smoke so as to engulf Fegner and co.
However, Fegner shakes off the armored doll grappling him with wind magic.
My poisonous smoke was blown away by Fegnerâs wind before it could take effect.
ăHaa, haa, get lost, f*ck!!ă
Fegner kicks off the upper body of the armored doll that fell due to gravity into his cleared field of vision.
ăKuu!!ă
ă!!ă
The armored doll that was sent flying along with the sound of bashed metal, flew towards me.
Shuria manipulates the armored doll, and tries to kill its speed by sticking the sword into the ground.
The operational part of the armor which had become fragile reached its limit, and the parts of the arm broke away, but thanks to that, I was able to deal with Fegner who came rushing towards me at the same time.
ăHaa, mm, Uraaa!!ă
ăHaahh!ă
The sound of metallic clanks blares again.
(Mm, thatâs quite an unnerving sword intent* isnât it) [Note: A deep understanding of the sword that is manifested through the sword]
Fegnerâs overhand grip and the back-hand grip sword intent, exhibits an entirely different sword lines even though they are swung in the same way.
And, even more than that, an expert in sword intent doesnât show any openings.
The reason I have been able to take on Fegner who utilizes a lot of skillful swordsmanship, is the accumulated result of my relentless practice with a far more superior opponent on a routine basis.
ăListen, Minnalis. First of all, above all else is the eyes. As long as you are unable to seize your opponentâs attacks, then youâre not even fit for a sand bag. And you may not be able to avoid it when you see the attack, but it will be possible to defend against an opponent of several levels higheră
Thus, is how I have been able to see through the swung sword at the last minute through visual speed during training with master.
That is how we are also able to deal with baits and decoys.
ăăPuppet Possessionă» Neko, Kuma, Metal*ă!!ă Note: Literal translation is Cat, Bear, Metal respectively.
ăTsk, what are these guysă
It is Shuriaâs servants that attack all at once.
She seems to have redistibuted the magic powers recovered to strengthen the abilities of the Armored dolls.
ăThere!!ă
ăGoddamn it!!ă
However, the attacks of Shuriaâs servants, as well as the strike that took advantage of that opening, were defended at the last second.
In truth, heâs indeed strong.
If he were in perfect condition, we would have surely had no chance at all.
ăHa, haa, ahă
ăFuu, Oh-ho, whatâs wrong? you seem to be a little tired for some time nowă
Exactly, supposing, this withered old man was really in perfect shape, is what I was contemplating.
ăyou, goddamn cheeky bratsâŠâŠ, what did you do to my bodyă
ăKufufu, you already figured it out right? âŠâŠ itâs âPoisonâă
ăThatâs impossible!! Once we realized that you bastards make use of magic potions, we provided every possible measures against poisons to officials of the merchant association, obviously including me!!ă
The face screaming reflexively, was distorted in an attempt to turn a blind eye from the situation he was vaguely aware of.
ăAh, what a nice expression, that face. If you think thereâs no poison in it, you can take a look at your statusă
ăThăâŠâŠthatâs, howâs this possible!? How did you!!ă
Fegnerâs face who seemed to have confirmed his status on Shuriaâs words is distorted in surprise.
And then, getting impatient, he opened his bloodshot eyes wide, turns towards us and screams.
ăHehehe, finally the end of the faker is neară
Happily, Shuria laughs cheerfully.
Iâm sure I also have such a face right now.
ăKufufu, As expected of master. It had been confirmed through Chuusuke, but thatâs quite a wonderful toxicityă
ăHaa, Ugh, Haa, just answer me!!ă
Fegner who says that, was breathing in a considerably painfully state.ă
ăI have no obligation to tell you anything, butâŠâŠ, fine, Iâll answer youă
âŠâŠBecause that way, it would be a humiliation to this guy.
ăDo you know the shiny Silver Aqua*? It is a metal that is used as a catalyst for alchemy, and dissolves even with the heat of a human body temperature. That thing,
Apparently is a metal called Mercuryă
I took out a small bottle I received from master, and displayed the silver liquid contained inside it.
ăWhat is contained inside this is dimethyl mercury. This letters written on the invitation letter from before were written with thisă
ăDimeâŠâŠ, Mer, curyâŠâŠ? Haa, Ugh, so what the hell is thată
ăThat is, the identity of the poison that is afflicting you right nowă
ăDonât fuck with me, even if itâs in a liquid state, that thing is just a mineral, and there is no way minerals are poisonous!!ă
Exactly, that is the common sense of this world.
A mineral is not a living thing, and things without life do not mix with living things.
If it is not ingested, then it cannot act as poison.
ăIn other words, the poisons that exist in this world are nothing more than magic power source generated by humans and flora and faunaăthus, Shuria said.
I myself have never heard of metal being used as poison, but the stuff master gathered up with the ăAbsorption Swordă, contained sufficient toxicity that even a small amount is enough to kill a low level monster.
ăAll the words that were written in that letter, were written with that poison. It evaporated by coming in contact with air, and you inhaled it, didnât you?ă
I continued talking, leaving Fegnerâs claim that minerals are not supposed to be poisonous.
ăThe words in the letter, mineralsâŠâŠas poison? ImpossibleâŠâŠ and with just that amount of poisonâŠâŠă
ăIt is a poison that destroys the internal organs thoroughly by a small amount that is tasteless and odorless and with almost no weight at all. Kufufu, Wasnât your measure against poison flawless?ă
I made a big laugh in the way that deliberately rubbed on the opponentâs nerves.
ăSo, do you have a technique against poison that does not depend on magic power?ă
ăâŠâŠ Ughă
I stared at the Fegner, who stiffened his face upon hearing those words, and I made another profound smile.
â
ăDammitâŠâŠ how underhandedâŠâŠ damn brată
ăYou who do the Grond merchant associationâs dirty bidding, can you really say that. As I thought, youâre just a sham, did you think that only you are able to force a frontal attack?ă
ăAargh, HaaâŠâŠ ugh, Gohonă
After the poison began to spread, it became a one-sided development.
Even now, the cluster of blood which he vomited in conjunction with his violent cough is being wiped from his mouth.
We stopped attacking, and switched only to defense, we were then able to carefully observe as Fegner continue to weaken bit by bit.
The state where his face is gradually distorted from impatience and agony, was a very pleasant spectacle.
But, it seems it will be over soon.
ăArgh, Gehon, gehon!!ă
After a more intense vomiting of blood, Fegner fell on his knees.
ăHmm, is it over already? I wanted you to try a little harderă
The armored doll made a rustle and lowered its sword.
Instead of the Broken armor doll and Shuriaâs servants, it is the second armored doll that Shuria brought out.
ăShuria, do you mind leaving the finishing touches to me?ă
ăâŠâŠâŠâŠ Then youâll owe me one huge favor?ă
After thinking about it a little, Shuria said so a little bit regretfully.
ăYou have my gratitude, Shuriaă
I slowly walked up to Fegner.
ăUgh, donât look at me with those eyessssszzză
ăKufufu, at that rate, you canât reach me anymoreă
Fegnerâs sword that was swung with his right hand mustering all his strength in a last-ditch effort, is knocked into the air as if scooping.
The sword which danced in the air loudly pierced the ground in a far-flung location.
ăArgh, Haa, fucking bitchâŠâŠă
ăAh, finally, our positions just like the day we first spoke is now reversed isnât ită
That day I met this old man for the first time.
That day, he willfully looked down on us, and spoke to us with pitiful eyes.
When he doesnât even know a damn thing.
With a smug face as if he knows everything about us.
Throwing around his egotistical good deeds and words so condescendingly in order to protect his perceived ideal self.
So thoughtlessly, and hypocritical, with words that thoroughly made fun of us.
ăâŠâŠ For all your good guy acts, you do not hesitate to carry out evil. It really makes me sick to my stomach. And that poorly executed unrelated victim pretension, is extremely unpleasant.
When she cast those words, whether he gave up, or he longer had the leeway to keep up the act, vigor started vanishing as if melting from his expression.
ăOh, please, shut up*âŠâŠ, even the mighty you, youâre the same kind as meă Note: A polite manner of speaking is used here, as opposed to his usual expression of F*ck, damn, sh*tâŠ
And Fegnerâs speech pattern after he had lost strength from his whole body, returns to its original state.
ăAhâŠâŠ, as I thought, you are a ugly sham to the bitter end ă
Did he become senile as he got older, did he pretend too much that his personality got corrupted, or were they all lies that were superimposed on each other from the very beginning.
At any rate, he is just a bloody sham, who couldnât even imitate properly.
His crude manner of speaking, his angry disposition, are all just pretense.
ăâŠâŠ It really makes me irritated. Thatâs why youâre a shamă
So naturally, thatâs why the voice that leaks out of my mouth are dark, heavy and cold like the quiet grave soil.
ăMuch less the same kind, you cannot even be a copycat properly. You better donât get too cockyă
ăGuaaah, ugh, Gahaa!!ă
I crushed the hand that Fegner had on the ground to break a bone.
ăThere is nothing in common between you and us. For instance, even though you couldnât care less about relatives, your poorly executed angry appearance. On the contrary, you, âŠâŠwere pleased werenât you. Though I do not know how you ended up with such thought processă
ăUghhhhhhhh!?ă
And just like that, I kept trampling his hand.
ăI seem to recall you telling me to give up my revenge didnât you. It is a word that someone who really knows this feeling cannot possibly say. If thereâs someone who can say it, then no matter what anger and hatred that is etched deep inside its flesh, we cannot call it the same kind as usă
Fegnerâs vacant eyes look at me while spitting blood from the poison torture and pain in the hand.
ăWell then, Mr. Fegner. Hereâs one problemă
ăProâŠâŠblemâŠâŠ?ă
ăYea. thatâs right. Just now, you were on your way to this place carrying a lot of money right. We are going to dispose of it along with your corpse after youâre dead. Then, how do you suppose your assessment will spread around town?ă
ăâŠâŠThat, isă
It seems his consciousness has already begun to become faint, but he seems to have arrived at the answer after a few moments.
The eyes which had been narrowed from the pain are widely opened slightly.
ăThatâs right, youâre so spot-on. ăMr. Fegner, the traitor who ran away with money during the merchant associationsâ crisisă?ă
ăStopâŠâŠ Kahaa, that, anything but that!!ă
Fegner finally reveals his real expression while spitting out splash of blood.
ăAh, thank goodness. Youâre really obsessed with that, arenât youă
I was starting to think what I was going to do, if he had said he couldnât care less about this too.
ăFuuu, ugh, Gaa, GOHAAă
Fegner loses the last sword remaining in his left hand to the blood he had threw up most vigorously until now, and then laid his body on the ground.
Still, Fegner screams as though he had forgotten the pain.
ăYet akain, eberyding will be ober, Gehaa Gahaa!! I am guing tu luse eberyding!!ă
ăKufuu, Ah, finally the end has come neară
The ever-so confident good person faker.
An angry pretentious faker overflowing with kindness.
What is left after it is peeled off.
ăCome on, please show me. What are you hiding beneath that paper bottom, after piling more and more of the same on top of it? What is your wish that lies at the bottom?ă
ăGuuuuuuUgh, No, Iâm guing bacg, tu tawn, I wullâŠâŠă
From the poison having overspread, his consciousness seemed to have already began turning delirious.
As if talking in delirium Fegner uttered the words, turning the the body lying face up upside-down, and then begins to crawl on the ground.
ăArgh, Ha, the, meaning beehind ma laifu, mai reazon for livingâŠâŠI finally faund it, to make the Grond merchant association graate, just, thatâŠâŠă
Fegner ushered out the words as if struggling for air from the bottom of the sea.
ăNo way, even mee, can become like my brother, even exceed my brotherâŠâŠ, just, just begause I waz born, a liddle earlierâŠâŠ, if at the same time, IâŠâŠă
ăâŠâŠâŠâŠă
ăAlways emptyâŠâŠ, Gahaa, Gehoo, I hate itâŠâŠ. I dunât, wunt tu stay emptyâŠâŠ.ă
He may not even be seeing the reality before his eyes anymore.
The things spilling from his mouth at the bottom of his delirious consciousness, are words that loathes emptiness.
ăI, I just wanted to be given the meaning to my lifeâŠâŠ, just when, I finally got itâŠâŠă
All the pretensions were peeled off, and the last thing that appeared was a hollow dead tree that is empty inside.
ăOh, I see, so the inside of the faker, is just empty and hollow huh. So, you have piled up a lot of corpses by continuing stacking up the pretensions that you borrowed from othersă
So âŠâŠ, I laugh scornfully.
ăThatâs great then. I am sure there are people who are burning with huge negative emotions, from the many seeds of misfortune you sowed while you lived. Well, even after that, it seems you were only capable of becoming an outward clown, and a third-rate at that for a copycată
ăArghâŠâŠ, UghâŠâŠă
How half-baked, I am quite certain the last words that spilled out of my mouth, seemed to have reached the old man whose light has gone out of his eyes.
Only the tears which flowed down at the end were surely authentic.
And in front of the old man who took his last breath, I put both of my hands together and offer a prayer to God or whatnot who apparently truly exists.
ăâŠâŠAh, at the end, I am really glad to have seen your tears. Even in the afterlife if possible, I wish you the same suffering as the number of tears you causedă
Above all else, I made the wish in earnest.
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