Childhood Friend of the Zenith – 454 (Part 2)
by Jessie@AFNCC
454 (Part 2)
“Different.”
The small sword saint tried to continue speaking as if she didn’t understand but the magic sword master interrupted her.
“His name is not that.”
“…!”
At the firm words the small sword saint’s eyes widened. The shock was not just that.
“… You know that too right?”
At the following words from the magic sword master the small sword saint’s eyes trembled.
“Why… are you pretending not to know…?”
The magic sword master seemed unable to understand such a reaction.
In that fleeting moment the small sword saint who had been unstable and shaken quickly returned her expression to normal and gripped her sword tightly.
“That’s a strange thing to say… Whatever the reason your choice is wrong.”
The enemy’s lair.
The magic sword master had entered there alone.
The magic sword master is not the Heavenly Demon.
Therefore no matter how strong she is there are clearly limits.
Just before when she had shared swords with the small sword saint and the magic sword master had swung her sword with great force to create distance.
The small sword saint could have struck her down with a single blow.
There was definitely that much of an opening.
But she did not do so.
Why?
“…”
The reason was something the small sword saint herself did not understand well. She hesitated without realizing it.
Thanks to that the magic sword master was still standing now but such miracles would not happen again.
Suuuu.
The small sword saint moved the surrounding shadow swords drawing up her energy.
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“… Are you not planning to draw your sword?”
She asked while looking at the magic sword master.
Right now she was not using her sword.
She must have received it back through a deal. The magic sword master was using a regular sword.
Was there really a reason to do that even in a life-and-death situation?
For the small sword saint who had a faint understanding of how terrifying the magic sword master was when wielding her sword it was incomprehensible.
Despite the small sword saint’s question the magic sword master remained silent simply holding her sword.
‘Why?’
That sight only deepened her doubts.
It was a fight with no chance of victory.
She wondered if there might be reinforcements but it didn’t feel like that either.
If the Heavenly Demon were to return like this there would truly be no hope left.
Yet.
‘Why on earth.’
Even so that woman was so unyielding.
She didn’t understand.
The small sword saint truly could not comprehend anything.
‘… Calm down.’
She tried to cool her increasingly complicated thoughts and bring her energy to a state of tranquility.
As her energy spread through her acupoints her emotions felt calm but.
Strangely her heart remained complicated.
‘It’s for the best.’
She repeated that to herself trying to suppress it.
If she could deal with the magic sword master here it would help her in the future.
Thinking that the small sword saint gripped her sword tightly.
But for some reason in her mind she recalled someone who might collapse if the magic sword master were to die like this.
That brief thought made her hesitate.
However the small sword saint soon donned the sword flux and moved forward.
Crackling-!
At that the magic sword master’s energy surged once more.
However it seemed infinitely weaker compared to the energy she had unleashed just before.
In contrast the ten swords of the small sword saint contained a clear enhanced qi just like at the beginning.
It was all too clear how the outcome would unfold when these two energies clashed.
A golden flash burst forth with a sharp momentum. Several swords also flew through the air drawing lines toward the magic sword master.
The vast energy was enough to make one shrink back just by looking at it. It seemed to declare that it would not let her escape.
The magic sword master despite seeing such energy merely prepared to draw her sword.
She might die here.
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That thought flickered through her mind but still she did not retreat.
If he had seen such recklessness he would have surely been furious asking if she had gone mad.
But the magic sword master could not help it.
Even weighing her reason and emotions.
Even her life.
The magic sword master deemed him more important.
It did not matter where he was or where he came from.
The energy converged at a single point.
The small sword saint’s sword was gradually approaching.
Seeing the size and concentration of that energy she realized she was not in a state to confront it.
‘…’
If she were to use the sword she had it might be a different story.
But she did not use it.
There was only one reason.
She had not received permission to use it.
[…!…!]
In her ears the furious voice of righteousness kept piercing through.
But the magic sword master did not pay it any mind.
Crackling-!
The small sword saint’s energy surged violently.
In response the magic sword master began to move channeling her energy into her sword.
Just before the two sword fluxes collided the magic sword master suddenly recalled something.
If she were to meet her end at the hands of that woman here.
What expression would he have?
Would he spit out sharp words saying she had died uselessly for not listening?
Or would he pass it off with an indifferent expression as usual?
In the midst of all this she hoped for just a tiny bit of luxury.
‘I hope he feels a little sad.’
The magic sword master whispered that wish to herself.
Kwahhh-!
Finally the magic sword master’s energy and the small sword saint’s energy collided creating a tremor.
“…!”
The moment the energies clashed the magic sword master felt it.
Her exhausted body could not withstand this energy.
She would not last long before collapsing.
Even in that moment the magic sword master looked at the woman beyond the energy.
From the small sword saint’s face drawing out her energy the magic sword master could see a hint of hesitation.
If that hesitation had not existed this fight would not have even taken place.
“…”
As she looked at the small sword saint the magic sword master’s gaze became softly veiled.
The emotions that arose while looking at her now were either resentment or pity.
The magic sword master could not be sure which it was.
Crack-!
Her toes were pushed back by the energy.
Dudududud-!
The sword flux shattered and scattered.
Wounds gradually opened up.
The magic sword master felt the end approaching.
At that moment.
-Right now.
Suddenly a hurried telepathy reached the magic sword master’s ears.
It was the voice of a still immature boy.
Though it was not a voice she was particularly familiar with for some reason she felt compelled to listen.
-Draw your sword!
Following that voice she had no choice but to heed it.
As the energy crumbled and was about to be swept away by the small sword saint’s energy.
The magic sword master reached into her product and pulled something out.
Kuurururung! Kwahhh-!
At the same time a massive lightning bolt shot up into the sky sweeping everything away.
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