Words spoken switch my thoughts to those in battle.
(Objective Definition, âDestruction of Al Kunâ and âRecovery of Rainiâs Demon Stoneâ)
Draw out equations to attract the desired answers. However, there is too little information to get to the desired answers.
I have not accurately weighed Al-Kunâs threat. So Iâm going to do a little research first and attack to gather information.
What will Al do and how fast will he react to the attack? How precise and how diverse is magic? What can be accommodated and what will be the decisive hit?
As thoughts run glaringly, my body moves apart from thoughts and compels me to tap into a flash by Mana Blade. In contrast, al-kun spins powerful wording to wave his hands down.
ââ Water cutter â!â
After the light-emitting phenomenon just before the magical activation, the blade of water approaches me as the orbit of the hand I waved down. Shake through Mana Blade to match the flow of the body that walks through it and fog the blade of water. Adjust the stride to get forward without killing the speed and take steps.
Of course, thatâs not the end of Alâs attack. He waves his arms like a conductor, one blade of water after another is created, drawing various loneliness and approaching.
(I canât do this while moving. Stop your legs and intercept)
My legs stop and stay on the spot. Step on the spot so that you dance, and slap down without leaving a single blade with many impending sword flashes swinging together.
Keep going one step, another step and try to pack the distance as you dance. But Al Kunâs movement, which sensed my movement, shows a change.
ââ Isicle â-â
Al knocks his fingers out. I felt the temperature drop all at once mediating the water I cut off and scattered. Almost at the same time as I perceive it, the cold air comes at once as the water that was icy and attached to my body envelops me.
â-â Prison. âHuh!
Ice Hell, if you say so. The water stretched to cover my body becomes ice and freezes rapidly. If this freezes my body, I kick the ground in momentum and retreat.
If you magically stroke the surface of the arm that was starting to freeze, the ice falls to peel off the scales. Make sure you havenât lost your arm sensation and then get back on your feet.
As he lowered his posture as he crawled through the earth and tried to start walking, he saw Al-Kun raise his hand to heaven. Huge water polo balloons are starting to gather up ahead of me with my hands up, and that compresses.
ââ Waterhammer â!!â
They come at me like compressed water beats a hammer. He drew in his brain an orbit drawn by a hammer in the back of his brain and jumped from a crawling position to a strong force on his feet.
Accelerated at the same time as the hammer struck the earth, I earn flying distance and rotate my body so as not to kill momentum at the moment of landing. Mana Blade, held in both hands, turns like a windmill feather, drawing a sword flash and slamming it into Alkun.
âHa-ha!?â
âChih!!â
Al stepping on a dance, but I only finished drawing a scratch that would pull a letter on my arm. Unexpectedly tongue-beating the result, he slips past Al Kunâs side without killing his bodyâs momentum.
My body jumps to slip through the ground, although I took passivity. Momentum was able to kill speed by protruding Mana Blade. As soon as I landed, I turned back to Al Kun, and I saw the blood that Al Kun had shed twitching oddly and going back to my arm so that I could unwind it.
(healingâŚâŚ no, regenerating? The combination of Al Kunâs magic and vampire traits. Is Al Kunâs aptitude for water and ice? So itâs compatible to use blood as a medium?
Observe calmly and try to gather information. On the other hand, Al is staring at me with burning emotions in his eyes. If you wave, a magically activated emission phenomenon accompanies the orbit of that hand before an ice column is formed.
ââ Icicle lance. âHuh!
One, the ice-column spear released again at a deviation from the other, is released to block my exit path.
(Can you beat it all off? Can you go? â Hypothesis, established. Run Now!!)
I fly one step back and knock it off with a blade stretched out with magic on Mana Blade.
The moment I kick the ground and fly, Al also comes forward. The hand overflows from the wound, and the blood that was covered with a sore lid reshapes in the hand, forming a red spear.
âAnisfiaaaaaaa!!â
Place the spear in both hands on the upper stage, and al-kun swings it down so as to slap it. The stretched blade of Mana Blade is restored to normal selfishness by spreading magic.
Recirculate the blow of the red blood spear and take the side steps as you go. Fly beside Alkun and jump right into Algardâs belly with the iterative instructions to kick in.
âGuâŚâŚ!
âOr⌠Huh!
Al Kunâs stomach was just hard to say if something was being planted, and he could have hurt his leg without physical strengthening. Though slightly surprised by that fact, we distance ourselves again.
Al Kunâs face was full of bitterness. I couldnât breathe knowing it didnât affect me at all. Itâs already a complete demon, like this. He said it wasnât human endurance.
âDonât lickâŚâŚ ugh!
âHuh!?â
It was a flash of relief. Al was starting to have a flat face when he wondered if there was any flow of magic moving.
â⌠amazingly tough. Thatâs the power of vampires?
Al-Kun answered my query with nothing and came with his hands turned. A magical precursor to the light emitting into the air again, now it was the bullet of water that approached me.
ââ Water Barrett ââ
I tried to cut off the impending bulletâŚâŚ I had a bad feeling. A sense of crisis runs all the way through my back like thunder.
Follow your instincts and avoid twisting your face on the verge of landing. The bullet of water flowing backwards sank into the earth, sounding unwillingly heavy.
âI know about your weakness.â
Pale Al Kun unfolds his magic. One, two, three and a bullet of water floated, and I could see the debris mixed in there.
Look at that. I accidentally zero my tongue. My weakness, the endurance of demonic props. An attack with heavy mass is something I need to avoid. If you do poorly, Mana Blade could be destroyed.
âI canât use magic. So rely on demon props. But demon props canât be used if they break. Itâs already a well-known fact that your magic tools are vulnerable to physical shocks.â
âIf you think only demonic props are my hand tag, drop one hand.â
âThen let me prove it!
âEven if you donât tell me.â
A bullet of rubbled water approaches me as I begin to walk. Itâs like rain.
(Preventing rain with a sword will not come true. Mana Shields is no more useful under this circumstance than there is a mixture of debris. Avoidable with increased speed? â Not executable)
You canât avoid a bullet pouring out of time so as to block the way.
(- So hereâs the deal)
The next moment Al opened his eyes. Perhaps you sensed my magical movement.
But itâs late. â I sucked my breath out loud and âI could yell.â
ââ â â Huh!! â
Normal people had throats crushed, no, it was a growl that couldnât be structurally put out.
Yes, thatâs like a dragon roar. It sounds like a shockwave that shivers the air and knocks out the rain.
(There was a hint. If vampire fangs, demon stone body changes are possible, even I can theoretically do it)
Dragonâs lung vitality and screaming by his throat. That is equal to the intimidating roar of the dragon itself. Thatâs where I shock by putting magic on it.
Al was distracted by an attack he didnât expect. And a gap was created into that nostalgia. Mana Bladeâs sword flashes to make sure she doesnât miss this opportunity, slashing and ripping Alkun to shreds.
âGuh!
âMana Blade, Limit Release!
Mana Blade, the opposite of the swinging out Mana Blade, receives my speech recognition and unwraps herself and takes another form.
The blade of magic unfolds like a nail. The nail length is not as long as the blade, each thin. There he forcefully taps into his magic and turns his three nails into something tough.
I donât mind the excess magic leaking out like purple electricity, and I slammed that blow into al-kun.
âOveredgeâŚâŚ ugh!â Dragon Crow âHuh!!â
A claw sword blow rips Al off his body as he chooses through the wound that was cut into slashes first. And Al-Kun turned to the shock, and his feet departed from the earth.
But the shock of a full blow strikes me as a recoil, too. Distance yourself from Al to mislead that recoil.
The light disappears from Mana Blade, who unfolded the nail sword, and there is no response. Confirm it before inserting it back into the holder of the thick crotch.
(⌠it is difficult to use it again)
Time must be set aside for reuse to be used to prevent breakage with excessive output on boulders. Besides, I donât even know when it will break if I donât take care of it once I use it. Literal swords of all blades, but their power is immense.
A good amount of blood flows from Alâs body. I can see the damage taken from the area where the blood is throwing up from my mouth is deep.
Still, Al wonât fall again. Blood becomes a red sore lid to block the wound again, stopping the flowing blood from weighing.
âHa⌠ha⌠ha!
I guess it just drains your strength and magic. Alâs breathing is rough and his eyes remain bloody running.
âWhatâs up⌠Iâm not down yetâŚ! Youâre not calling!!â
âŚâŚ
âNot reallyâŚâŚ! You want to say you donât have to deal with them, but you do!! You said youâd help Raini! If so, you want this demon stone!?â
The demonic stone embedded in Al Kunâs body was about to be buried in the back so that it could be further rooted. So much so that itâs going to bury in your body as it is.
â-⌠Iâm boredâ
â⌠what?
Al raised an eyebrow. A kind of inquiry that asks what the hell it means.
Asked, I was â I was just vain enough to stop hanging up. I know perfectly well that my mind is going to be empty. So it was an enquiry that came out of my mouth.
âI hear itâs boring, Al.â
â⌠what are you talking about?
âYouâve got the power, and youâve taken my blow. Al doesnât seem to have a lot of fun.â
âSo what are you saying?
Al Kun hits his emotions with a pointy voice at me as he seems irritated. Plus my empty heart started to regain heat like it caught fire.
That was something Iâve been sequestering ever since this battle beganâŚ. Ugh, itâs a lie. This is an emotion that has been going on for a long, long time.
â Itâs the emotion Iâve always had with Al.
âLook forward to it, Al.â
Iâm not sure myself that made me cry. I donât think I wanted to cry. Anger has passed, neither hateful. Itâs just an empty heart burning. I thought there was nothing to burn.
âThis is what you wanted, isnât it? Yet Al, you seem bored. I donât even laugh, Iâm just angry and screaming that I donât like it. Thatâs crazy. Al, arenât you doing what you wanted to do right now?
If this battle has always been what Al wanted.
How can I only feel Alâs empty anger?
That makes me sad. So sad that I feel that nothingness is created in my heart.
âLaugh more, youâre angrier, youâre sadder, youâre looking forward to itâŚ. Otherwise, you canât even fly this way. Youâve always wanted to do this, havenât you? You wanted to compete with me and try to win, didnât you? If youâre doing what you wanted, you have to laugh.â
â⌠what, the rationale. Oh, I am! Yes! I wanted to cross you! I wanted to prove I had something better than you! Thatâs why I keep trying!
âI canât do that. Itâs a consultation, âcause I can tell you Iâm better. Iâm not even willing to lose to you.â
Buy words for sale. My heart is about to burn in anger, but my fever doesnât last.
Sad, vain, painful, hard. All those emotions get ahead of me and the back of my eyes get hot.
â⌠hey? Now, Al, you live the way you wanted from the bottom of your heart? I donât think I can breathe.â
â⌠what?
âIt looks spicy, Al. Hey, Al. If you canât laugh here, you canât laugh even if you beat meâŚâ
âFunny! I laugh! I thought I had a better place than you! He said he could protect what I wanted to protect!!â
âIsnât that just reassuring? Can you say that youâve fulfilled your wish? â Itâs not, Al. Thatâs not what Iâm talking about.â
â Itâs painful, Al. Watching you is so hard. [M]
âEnjoy your life.â
â⌠Enjoy,â
Al opened his eyes to my spitting words. I donât know if Iâm surprised, angry, or just being taken aback. I donât know anything about Al anymore.
âIf you canât enjoy it, it doesnât make sense, it doesnât make sense. In the end, Al, you just become king. Iâll be a boring tyrant no different than a king of decorations, just wielding my powers. Or do you want to enjoy the killing? Is abuse the happiness for you?
âWhy bother asking such a thing!? Have pity!?â
â- If you donât want to be pitied, behave yourself!
The fever of the heart that I finally regained, the color of that emotion is not anger. Itâs a void that canât be helped. Itâs so empty that you canât even color it. Thatâs why I have to scream. I canât do anything to Al-Kun anymore without burning this void.
âIf itâs not fun, think about living happily ever after! If you donât want to be tied up, think about living free! Isnât that why you chose? Trying to cross me! Donât enjoy it, whatâs left over me? After all, itâs just the cold crown, I donât know!?â
Al distorted his expression so that he could be poked in the void by my cry. My legs step back, as if pushed by my momentum.
I took a step forward to pack that remote distance. My legs are so heavy. If you donât want to put it forward, itâs like your nerves are screaming.
analogy, still. I take a strong step forward. Even if it is a completely missing step to fill this distance of disconnection.
âDonât you feel anything right now? You just regret it? Are you just scared? Really? Well, Iâm sure you were scared of me. That was scary. Youâre making me mean it, arenât you? You donât think anything of yourself? I got it for sinning or throwing it all away, but what Iâve got is so empty!?â
Grab your chest with one hand. Itâs too heavy and itâs a painful emotion to spit out. When would I have tasted such carelessness?
â Yes, itâs enough to compare it to despair when you know you canât use magic. That was the worst, worst fact of my life.
I had another taste of despair that I thought for a moment that I would turn down my life. Then thereâs no way your heart wonât die.
Itâs the same world with magic, but it canât breathe how magic canât be used. Thatâs all I was desperate for. Yet Al is! Youâve given me the same amount of despair!
âLook forward to it! Youâve grown stronger! Any history, any reason! Iâm going out with you! Iâm still⌠your sister!! Your only sister!!â
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You can hate me. You can hate me. Because thatâs all I could give you anymore. Thatâs what Iâve been fooling myself about.
But the truth is. â Iâve never forgotten the day Al took your hand.
He was an important brother. He was a cute little brother. I was the one who had to protect you. Heâs the one who realized I couldnât protect him and let go of his hand.
Please, at least be healthy. Even such prayers were betrayed. I ended up ruining Alâs life because of me. You have to. I canât live!
âIâve enjoyed my life and lived it! To shape the magic Iâve always dreamed of! I donât care how much magic you canât use, no matter how desperate they poke at you! It was fun, ever!!â
If you wish no more to come true, letâs burn everything down. This nothingness, despair, everything that was prayer.
Now I leave nothing to think about. This may be the last time. I have no reason to hold my thoughts. The royal wall is an unnecessary title for us anymore.
âIn such a boring battle! Beat me! So Al is satisfied!? Come and ask for more, slap him as much as your emotions think! Youâve always regretted it! Youâve been asking for it! Here and now! Donât enjoy this fight! Donât be happy! Donât be sad! When do you say you think anything but anger!?â
If youâre saying Iâm the one who emptied your life⌠Iâll burn it all.
âIf you say thereâs only anger, Iâll remind you. I remember that you didnât want to remember. â Because Iâm your sister. This is the only way I can be your sister!!â
I just screamed to my heart. I donât think about the feelings of the recipient, just the ego itself.
To my cry like that, Al was just like not knowing what to look like. Good, thatâs good, Al. Youâre on your own, I know.
â Still, you can only live on your own. Curse me. Thatâs fine.
â⌠what, that. Are you trying to tell me youâll forgive me?
âYou canât forgive me, idiot! Now that Al is gone, Iâm the next one to have the right to inherit the throne!? Iâm not playing witch mountain games, Iâm not doing anything stupid to you that wonât even beat me!! Baka! Idiot! Idiot at last!!â
âHuhâŚâ
âYou always wanted to do this!? Did you ever know about royalty, determination, destiny or anything like that! Just talk as you wish! Just be free to hope! Do what you want! Donât be patient! Isnât that what you wanted!?â
â⌠that was unforgivableâ
Bite your teeth off by the time youâre about to hear a toothpick, and Al squeals like a groan. You donât know that!
âYou canât forgive me! But itâs too late! Thatâs how you know!? Then youâll have to laugh already! Then laugh! Laugh at all the nasty things youâre about to push on me! Happy to! You should do that!
âNo, that would be too rampant!?â
âUgh, baka!!â
âWhat was that earlier!? Kids!?â
âThatâs right! Itâs a child! Iâm just a kid! Kids are good!! Thatâs why you fight!! Youâre doing it now!!â
â⌠fightâŚ?
What are you talking about? and al-kun blinked his eyes. Oh, I really couldnât even do this to you. I wonder how we could only be like this.
âItâs a fight, itâs just a fight. This.â
â⌠fights,â he said. Thereâs no reason to fight! This is, this is â revengeâŚ! Me! I wanted revenge on youâŚ!
Revenge, huh? Oh, yeah. This is revenge for Al. I kept taking everything away from myself, if I didnât have to be anything, itâs just revenge against the royal family that gave me the curse of being king.
â- But know it or not!
â⌠hey, what the hell are you! Why donât you always think about the reaction from around you? Thatâs why youâre called Kiteretsu! Yet they say Iâm good except for magic, they compare me and you know how I felt!?â
âI just found out! And I donât care!! It was Al who would be king!!â
âI didnât want to be king of decorations!!â
âThen you should have been the king you wanted to be!!â
âMy sister was the one who should have been king! Youâre better than me, and you have to inherit just to say Iâm a boy! Isnât that irrational!!â
âThatâs right, thatâs good! Al!â
âYes, no!⌠No, youâre the one whoâs different!? What are you talking about!?â
âItâs weirder for Al to deny it even though he admitted he wanted to, you idiot!
âOh what the hell are youâŚ!! What do you want!?â
âThatâs why Iâm telling you. Itâs a fight. Itâs just a fight!
âIsnât that a fight problem?â
Al-kun looked at me with an incredible look on his face. Besides, I think I accidentally got a crying look on my face.
Because the reaction⌠seems too ânormal.â I guess Al couldnât float all this time.
One day, memories come back to my brain when I was pulling my reluctant al-kun hand. We were still sisters and brothers today.
âOh, it doesnât matter anymore! Details!
âDoesnât matter!?â
â- Where is the problem more than accepting the grievances of a suffering family member!?â
â Hey, Al. I wish I could still pull your hand.
âI wonât tell you because Iâm royal! Thereâs no point in saying it anymore! If you throw it away, Iâll throw it away! Thatâs why Iâm telling you to face me! If you want to fight, say so!! If you say you are unhappy, say my best to show it!!â
â I can hear that guy (sister) scolding me.
I got it so I could slap the words. I clog the words. Emotions twist up and spread to every corner of your body.
I donât know if I want to cry or if Iâm mad anymoreâŚ. and lost power all at once. I couldnât help it, I wanted to laugh.
â⌠now you are.â
âYeah, now it is.â
That guy (sister) has a crying look on his face. You must have been angry the whole time. My anger is still not gone. But that wasnât pure anger anymore.
â⌠if I could have heard that word sooner, I would haveâ
âIf I had conveyed this word quickly, I would haveâ
Oh⌠itâs like a mirrored word.
âYou canât leave now.â
âYou canât back off.â
âI wanted to be a bastard.â
âNo one.â Apologize to Raini, fool. â
âMy sister is the one. If we keep this up, Rainiâs gonna die, okay? Can you apologize then?
âI promised I wouldnât let you die! If you break it, Raini will be the same! If youâre guilty of the same crime, both succeed and lose! Later, I am royal!! My orders should take precedence!!â
â⌠terrible reason. Really, terrible reason⌠makes me cryâ
I laughed as I shed my floating tears. I was laughing.
At the earliest, I was too sad, too angry, but the laughter came in and I couldnât help but⌠I thought it was fun.
Youâre an idiot, I thought. I do fools from what to what. Both myself and the person in front of me (my sister). Thatâs not the case, but still⌠weâre trying to have a âfightâ.
âHey, sister.â
âWhat?â
âWill you die?â
âI donât like it.â
âRight.â
âThatâs right.â
âWell, thereâs no choice.â
âI donât have a choice.â
âHave a fight!
âShall we continue!
â Oh. Iâm sure thereâs nothing left, and itâll be a fight that wonât benefit.
Let go of everything you had and just slap your emotions as you wish. I wanted you dead, I thought. From the bottom of my heart, I wanted to beat this irrational incarnation to pieces.
Still good. I guess this irrational sister says. This guy is too prodigious, incomprehensible, and yet oddly sharp to pierce his mind.
âI hate you!! Sister!!â
Iâve always hated it.
I hated you more than anything and couldnât help but notice you.
You lived your days to the point where you didnât care about anything else, you were hateful, jealous, and envious from the bottom of your heart.
I remember one day smiling. When would it have been a smile? Thatâs the face my sister is laughing at. Really, this guy hasnât changed anything or anything for a long time.
I couldnât wait to hate it, but it seemed to spit out without starving.
This guy says he hates you. He always wanted to beat this guy up. This awareness lightens my mind above all else, and I am reminded that there is nothing ahead of me.
I just couldnât stop laughing from slipping down my throat.