The trioâKumokawa Maria, Oumi Shuri and Saflee Opendaysânoticed the change.
A new figure that appeared like a shadow.
Marian Slingeneyer.
It was hard to tell where she was hurt. She was dragging a leg, and her eye was barely covered by gauze. Anyone would feel pained to see that.
However.
What was worth noticing wasnât her appearance.
Kumokawa Maria saw that she was holding the scabbard with a Western-styled sword in it.
(This is bad.)
She had fought against opponents who could use inexplicable powers and powers that didnât follow the norm, but that sword was giving off such pressure that even Kumokawa Maria was shocked.
Amidst the hill of plant factory containers, Kumokawa Mariaâs throat cried out.
ââŠDoesnât look like we can talk peacefully here.â
âThis is a dangerous place.â
Oumi Shuri murmured.
She had once forced Marian Slingeneyer to retreat, but she realized that the values back then werenât worth referencing.
That sword had some existence that caused her to have this thought.
âBut thatâs the shape of a sword. The attack range is already limited. First, we run off in three directions to divert the enemyâs target. Once one of us gets chased, the other two can attack from the blind spots. Weâll still have a chance of winning.â
âDo we need a flying device? Iâm not used to this.â
Saflee was smiling so casually that it was intriguing, but it would be the best move if they could suggest it to themselves. They would really end up dead if they couldnât move due to fear.
Kumokawa Mariaâs eyes were locked onto Marian. She grabbed Saflee beside her.
âWhat can we use?â
âYou havenât reached the realm of martial arts, so I donât really want to take it out, but if itâs a hunting tool made in AustraliaâŠâ
âBoomerang?â
âSimpler than that. We would tie rocks on both ends of a thin rope and use centrifugal force to throw it out. This is something thatâs used to bind birdsâ feet together, but it can be used to aim at a human head.â
âCentrifugal force, is it?â Kumokawa Maria muttered. ââŠThen it certainly matches my ability.â
âHow about you?â
Saflee asked Oumi Shuri, who spun the gardening trowel-type kunai gently in her hands.
"In my country, guns and gunpowder came in late, so this thing is good enough. Though, it's going to rust if I keep using it."
They decided their plan.
No matter what the enemy did, they had to run away from her attack range.
It was a basic thing, but everything was a matter of life and death, whether it be the control of distance or the fight to determine the winner. And no matter how it started, no matter what destructive power that sword had, once they had thrown out that flying tool, it would definitely cause damage to the enemy.
They could then win like that.
(If we donât run off in the wrong direction, if we donât run into a dead end made by the containers of the plant factories, weâll have a chance of winning.)
Kumokawa Maria and company forced themselves to focus and try to be positive.
However.
âFill.â
Marian Slingeneyer said just that.
She casually raised the sword that was still sheathed.
Just like that.
She turned all their hopes to nothing.
Lightning came down from the sky and went through the golden sword.
An explosion occurred.
With Marian Slingeneyer at the center, a large flash erupted as shockwaves went in all directions. The asphalt shook mysteriously, and this instability caused the plant factory containers to collapse like they were critically hit. The snow danced around, and they were blown away by the shockwave. Whether it was Kumokawa Maria, Oumi Shuri or Saflee Opendays, they were already worn out trying to quickly raise their hands to protect their bodies.
âWhatâŠ?â
The sky was distorted.
It wasnât as simple as the thick clouds that were sending down snow scattering away.
It was true that one could see the round clear sky as the clouds were blown aside. But before that, what should have been a blue-colored sky changed abnormally. It was like a TV set with the screen jumping about. There was an obvious instability.
That flash.
It looked like it had come from a different dimension as it broke through the clear sky.
âWhat is thatâŠ?â
âYour brains alone wonât be able to understand that.â
Marian angrily said that.
Then, the golden sword was raised above her head, and the sheath let out a mysterious bluish-white spark.
(Itâs coming.)
Kumokawa Maria had a disastrous premonition for unknown reasons and quickly ran as she shouted at Oumi Shuri and Saflee Opendays.
âScatter away!! The enemyâs using a sword!! If we can distract her according to planâŠ!!â
She didnât even have the time to finish her words.
Marian Slingeneyer merely used the thumb holding the sheath of the sword and easily pushed the swordâs guard.
Merely several millimeters.
Just like that.
There wasnât any horrifying light, and there wasnât any huge explosion that couldnât be resisted. She didnât carry out such a distinct attack.
HoweverâŠ
Several millimeters alone were enough to show the true face of that blade.
She didnât even do anything, but Oumi Shuriâs heart stopped.
âEhâŠ?â
Beside her, Kumokawa Maria couldnât understand what happened.
Suddenly, Oumi Shuri went limp and collapsed on the white snow. There were no signs of bleeding or fractures. It was a state where it was believable that she could be in a coma. However, this was a -20 degrees Celsius hell. It would be obvious if she could breathe by looking at the frost coming from her mouth. Obviously, Oumi Shuri had stopped breathing. Stopped by someone.
(...Why? Sheâs deadâŠ? Really, just like that, so simply!? What happened? Is it poison gas? No, weâre facing the wind here. Itâs impossible to do such little actions in this situationâŠ!!)
The sound of Marian Slingeneyer moving her fingers and sheathing the sword rang out softly.
She then raised her right hand straight and pointed the sheath like a lunge.
She didnât say anything.
And the thing that was sealed inside the sheath, that thing filled with calamity was again about to open.
âDamnâŠdamn it!! I donât know whatâs going on, but we have to find some place to hideâŠ!!â
Kumokawa Mariaâs words were interrupted midway through.
At that moment, Saflee Opendays, whose eyes were wide, slowly collapsed into the snow. Her heart stopped. She died in the actual sense. The human life, and the pride with it were all taken away so simply.
The demon of several millimeters.
The thing that could be seen between the sheath and the guard, the golden blade flashing with red light.
ââŠâ
The soft sound rang abnormally.
It was the sound of Marian Slingeneyer sheathing the sword silently.
Absolutely abnormal.
Such difference.
This wasnât at a level they could handle by simply using wits and planning. In the end, they couldnât even get ready for battle. The sword Marian Slingeneyer had was way too destructive.
Then.
Marian went silent and pointed the sheath at Kumokawa Maria.
The sword was sheathed in, and both sides kept their distance. Strictly speaking, she wasnât actually being pointed at, but Kumokawa Maria naturally felt that she was aimed at.
It felt like there was a lump in her throat.
It felt like a needle was pierced into her from behind and obstructed her movements.
As she faced the enemy, Kumokawa Maria finally noticed.
She finally noticed it.
What exactly had caused Oumi Shuri and Saflee Opendaysâ hearts to stop.
The reason.
ââŠDonât tell me that sword didn't do anything.â
Kumokawa Maria widened her eyes and blankly muttered.
Marian Slingeneyer hadnât drawn her sword. Even so, that existence continued to enter Kumokawa Mariaâs body. Or rather, she tried to mutter out its true identity.
âItâs just that we felt fear. We didnât want to stand before that golden sword before it activated its ability. In such a situation, it was a good thing that the heart stopped before something worse happened.â
âA full 100 points.â
This wasnât the same type as the high level horror Kihara Enshuu used theoretically to increase its effect. It was instinct, or her soul, at work. Anyway, it was fear that was coming out from those primitive yet inexplicable places. Because of that, this was already far more than what the brain could consider.
She couldnât dodge it.
Once she had the ability to sense the terror, that terror will erase all evidence of life.
In that case, that sword had the effect of killing all humans in the world before it was unsheathed.
Then, in that case, if, just if, that sword was unsheathed, what would happen�
âThen, itâs about time.â
Marian Slingeneyer moved her lips.
Her thumb was placed on the guard of the golden sword.
âDie, culprit.â
The blade in the sheath started to move like it was sliding out. She could see the edge. The sword that could make people realize that resistance would be more horrifying than death. Kumokawa Maria couldnât do anything. That was the climax of the fear. Whether sheâs to run away or close her eyes, these little actions were already sealed.
Clearly,
somethingstrangeishappening.
ââŠAh?â
Kumokawa Mariaâs consciousness was fading. She couldnât connect the memories before and after. The scene in front of her was dyed bright red. The feeling of up and down vanished. She could feel neither hot nor cold. She just stood in a dazed manner as if everyone were as messy as a bowl of gruel.
Then, she noticed.
She couldnât be certain of what happened, but the fact that Kumokawa Maria could raise doubts showed that she was alive. It wasnât the fear of being unable to think that caused the heart to stop. For some reason, Marian Slingeneyerâs sword didnât move. No, in the end, she didnât know what the sword itself did. It was just that Kumokawa Maria herself inadvertently felt fear and gave up on living.
Kumokawa Mariaâs consciousness focused on the place outside the sword.
It was an even stranger phenomenon.
Because of that, her fear was weakened and slower, which allowed her to avoid death.
Then, what was it?
The reason was at some place inches from Marian Slingeneyer.
Pitch black cracks were ripped from what should be empty space.
And then, from there.
A certain boyâs right hand shot out.
âTch!â
Marian Slingeneyerâs face changed for the first time as she showed an obvious anxious look. She had such a powerful sword. Even with a sword with such power, the boyâs right hand was grabbing onto Marianâs hand that was holding onto the sword. She seemed to be wary that her weapon was about to be taken as she frantically shook the hand off and pulled her distance back from the black crack drastically.
ââŠI finally caught up.â
From the cracks, a boys voice could be heard.
The shaken off hand formed into a clenched fist.
âIt may be too late, and it took me a lot of time to get in here. Even so, Iâve caught up to you, Gremlin. You told me the coordinates of this distorted space you created. Since Iâve caught up, I wonât let you do as you please. My right hand has the destructive power to destroy what you control.â
The black crack expanded.
Something seemed to be looking over from there.
âThatâs the line. Up to now, itâs all been a world managed by your rules.â
It expanded, expanded, expanded.
It seemed as if it wanted to deny something, that it wanted to topple the premise.
âSo now.â
He took a step forward from the crack that had increasingly opened.
And he clearly stepped into this world.
âNow weâre going to finish things by my rules!!!â
Kamijou Touma appeared.
Immediately after, all the other cracks that were embedded shattered.
It was as if...
It was as if everything Kumokawa Maria had witnessed up to this point was just a grand illusion.
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