Judith was on the way back to her seat after her match during the Warriorâs festival.
In the past, she would have been filled with emptiness and depression, but Judith wasnât like that presently.
Was it because of Bratt Lloyd who was by her side?
Right.
But more importantly than that, it was because she had a âhomeâ to return to.
âRight, that place is now my homeâ
Thinking of Khun who would be waiting for her return, Judith smiled.
Of course, it wasnât like she didnât have a place before this. The Krono Swordsmanship Academy. Compared to her childhood when she lived in dirty alleys, Krono was a place full of her friends as well as helpful seniors and was like heaven.
However, as she watched the people around her head back to their own homes during the breaks, she could feel something cold in her heart.
âWhat the hell are you thinking? Stop thinking such nonsense! Swing your sword more!â
âAh, crazy!â
But that place held immense value to her.
There was a loneliness in her heart that she could never shake off despite pretending to be strong, and that heart that had been shaken precariously would make anyone raise their eyes.
But the old man with a broken personality allowed her to shake off that distraction with just one swear word⌠because of that Judith thought of him as âfamilyâ.
ââŚâ
However, now she couldnât go back.
A house that was destroyed could be built back. Even the completely devastated fields could be brought back.
Because she didnât care about all of that in the first place. She was satisfied with any place as long as the two of them could wield the sword there.
But she was unable to do that anymore⌠Judith was unable to return to Khunâs residence. Instead, she stood here.
Entering the slums of Godara, with a disgusting atmosphere, Judith drew her sword.
Puck!
Slash!
And widely swung it and cut apart one of the slum dwellers.
Blood splashed.
The blade of the sword which was already red, was now even more red, and the smell of blood lingered in her hair.
The people who were surrounding the area under the collapsed tower instantly turned to blood and fell to the floor.
Kuahahh
Hehehehe
Of course, that wasnât the end.
The sky of Godara where the moon didnât rise was still dark with countless beings appearing.
Among them, there were beings comparable to Masters and there were those that were even more terrifying than the lords of the five swordsman families.
Even a high-ranking demon didnât blink its eyes against them and kept watching Judith.
âPhew.â
It was time.
Rather this was better. It didnât have to end. Even more darkness was needed to calm her burning heart.
It wasnât known if her heart would give out after tearing this place apart, but it seemed better this way.
âI will burn it all.â
She didnât care anymore. Judith, who had a goal in her mind moved fast, and her sword was even faster.
By her attack filled with rage, the demonâs bodies disintegrated away.
The Clown.
The dark swordsman.
AndâŚ
An even intense anger spread as she thought of the three creatures. It was so hot and painful that it burned not just the devil but herself too. But she didnât care.
She held on.
And kept killing.
After a while, the training which was more desperate than before began again.
ââŚâ
Airn who checked the training space of his friends was troubled.
Brattâs was rational but Judithâs was dreadful and was drawn to the darkness.
He, too, wanted to nurture the uncontrollable anger in his heart. He wanted to create a flame which would consume all the darkness.
But he couldnât.
Because he knew it wasnât a path which would suit him.
âThe reason I picked up my sword.â
âThe reason I was able to grow trees.â
Airn, who remembered his origins, took a deep breath. After that, there was a moment of worry and conflict, but it was also decided soon.
He nodded and told Lulu.
âI am ready.â
âDid you decide?â
âYes. I will head in.â
âGreat. Whatever your choice is, I will support you. Fighting!â
Lulu went beyond her talents and encouraged him. Airn, showed a forced smile and turned his head and looked at his lover, Ilya.
âThen, later.â
She didnât answer.
He entered the golden door with one last word and entered a new world.
No, it wasnât a new one.
Airn who had entered his imagery world mumbled.
â⌠itâs all red,â
It really was that.
As always, the steel sword was there.
However, the flames which filled the world around him were different from before.
There were flames everywhere his eyes could see, and it was even hard to breathe in the heat which was ripping open his skin.
ââŚâ
Walking through the world of his mind, Airn looked around a little more.
The wide river that had once flowed and circulated freely was now dried up and there were only small puddles.
The vast expanse of the land had shrunk down considerably.
The tree that had once grown tall, now looked miserable. He was appalled at what he saw.
â⌠I need to put out the fire.â
Airn, who was standing in front of the deepest puddle, soon scooped up water with the gourd in his hand. And began to scatter it to douse the fire.
Shh
Shh
Shhh!
But it didnât happen.
He couldnât imagine how long it would take for him to manage the world inside his heart and restore the broken flow of the five energies and recreate the circle to how it was in the past.
The good news was that he was less anxious and rushed compared to before.
Phew
Airn went back to the puddle again to get water.
AndâŚ
ââŚâ
âHello?â
Seeing the unexpected existence in front of him, he was puzzled.
âIlya? HowâŚâ
âWhy? Can I not be here?â
ââŚâ
Airn was silent for a moment.
This wasnât impossible, Lulu did say that they could go wherever they wanted to.
And if Ilya wished for this, there was no reason it wouldnât happen.
ButâŚ
âAre you fine?â
âWhat?â
âRegarding the training. I came here to control my mind⌠to find the broken flow and achieve coexistence of the five energiesâŚâ
âIsnât this the right place for me then? What do you mean?â
Airn went silent and Ilya smiled.
She approached her lover and kissed him lightly and said.
âSince I picked up the sword, do you know when I got stronger?â
ââŚâ
âAirn, it was when I was with you.â
If she hadnât met Airn at Krono⌠If she hadnât met Airn in the Land of ProofâŚ
If she hadnât gone out to journey with him⌠if she hadnât realized her feelings for himâŚ
⌠if she hadnât been able to hold his hand and walk together with him, she couldnât imagine where she would have been. And Ilya really thought that.
âI wonât disturb you.â
ââŚâ
âWould it be more helpful that way? Mind training is important, but sparring is important too, right?â
ââŚâ
âAirn, are you not going to talk?â
â⌠no, wait.â
Airn closed his eyes. And without a word for a long time, Ilya just stood there.
Calmly, he looked at his lover with the same warm eyes as the first time.
The fire around them subsided.
And the water in the puddle rose.
He was still surrounded by the flames, but the silver-haired swordswoman looked at the blonde swordsman with a soft gaze as if nothing had happened.
As a drop of tear fell from his eyes, Airn said.
â⌠thanks.â
âIt was nothing.â
Soon, both of them started training.
ââŚâ
The blue-haired swordsman, Bratt Lloyd, who confirmed his friendsâ choices, stayed silent.
As if he had been nailed down and rooted in the ground.
And Lulu had a puzzled expression at the man who turned stiff as a stone.
â⌠why didnât you tell me?â
âUh? What?â
âThat you can move to the training place that someone else has chosen and practice togetherâŚ. Why didnât you tell me?â
â⌠Um, uh, sorry?â
Lulu said cautiously.
But Brattâs angry expression didnât go away.
âI am angry!â
âAngry
And sad.â
As much as Ilya loved Airn, and Airn loved Ilya, he too loved his lover. He wanted to be with Judith and wanted to wield his sword with her.
Fighting terrible beings in the dark 24/7?
Or to efficiently practice and relax and develop strength by throwing away their tension and worries?
It didnât matter!
For him, being forced to stay apart from Judith was more painful and ineffective.
âSend me there.â
ââŚâ
âDidnât you hear? I said send me there. I too want to be with Judith!â
âSorry, but it isnât possible now.â
âDamn it, of course not. If it was, I would have been there now.â
âUhâŚâ
Lulu looked apolegetic.
This was a sorcery space created by gathering the power of dragons and the hearts of the heroes of the continent. From all that power, there were four portals made. One more door couldnât be created now.
It wasnât that she didnât have the power, but making such an arrangement now wasnât an easy thing to do.
Lulu explained that and Bratt nodded with a sad expression.
âWe canât help it then.â
âThanks! Thank you for understanding!â
âIf it wasnât for me here, it wouldnât have ended this easily.â
âYes! Right! Bratt is the best!â
The black cat smiled and answered.
It was a half-joke, but Lulu really thought Bratt was great.
It was said that there was no direct damage, but in a situation where the continent was in crisis, it was certainly great to be able to have this time on hand.
âIt is fine. The most mentally stable person here is Bratt.â
But Brattâs anger didnât go away.
He was angry and wanted to vent it out somewhere. To be precise, he wanted an opponent onto whom he could direct his rage.
âDid the sorcery place read my mind?â
From the inside of the indoor training hall, which was quiet till then, a thudding sound came.
Stroking his chin Bratt stepped inside without hesitation.
â⌠Not bad.â
He pulled out his sword with a wide smile as he looked at the opponent.
It had old clothes which didnât fit the current times, and there were scars on its faces, and many more things which were out of place.
Its cool eyes were observing everything.
There was a leather patch on its waist that seemed to give out a disgusting smell.
Lastly, the brutal energy from it made him sweat.
Without turning his head, Bratt asked Lulu.
âIt is better to have a bad guy than a good one. Now, rather than having a spar, I want to fight it out. ButâŚâ
âBut?â
âIs this one the right person for me?â
ââŚ.â
âNo matter how much I think, it looks to be two levels aboveâŚâ
It was before his words were finished.
Woo
A sword came at him before he could even blink. Terrified, Bratt titled his head and counterattacked.
Pop! *
Popopo!
He dished out five consecutive stabs in his half-balanced state!
The monster didnât back down. Shaking its upper body like a ghost, it quickly approached and grabbed Bratt by the neck.
Grab!
âA noble?â
ââŚâ
âI, am quite fond of nobles who smell sweet likeâŚâ
Puck!
Before the stinking mouth could continue, Bratt attacked again.
After vigorously kicking its groin, he used the force to widen the distance between them and regained balance to his form.
â⌠it hurts.â
ââŚâ
âBut it is fine. I like that too.â
â⌠Lulu?â
Sensing his anxiety, Lulu said
âThis is a sorcery sphere where you can be resurrected no matter how injured you are. Which meansâŚâ
â⌠what was it?â
âThe more difficult it is, the more helpful it is for Bratt.â
ââŚâ
âSorry. See you later!â
Prong!
Lulu disappeared with a slightly sorry expression on her face and the two of them were left there.
Seeing the pale-faced monster lick its lips, Bratt mumbled.