203-Episode 189: Sage, Die...




 The space was filled with all kinds of weapons.
 Swords and spears, of course, but also weapons such as weapons of arms, weapons of arms, spears, spears, bows, bows, axes, hammering, swords, swords....
 Just mentioning the types is enough to make my voice almost hoarse.
 Anyway, countless weapons were pointing in my direction.

 Eventually they were ejected.

 There was no place to escape, up and down, left and right, front and back.
 Of course, there was no room to evade them, and even with my concentration, I was able to declare that it was impossible to catch them all.
 This is because this is my technique.
 There are no gaps, no weaknesses, and no countermeasures.

 Once activated, it will continue to shoot at the enemy in front of you until they are reduced to dust.
 Not only do they lose their lives, but even their remaining bodies are obliterated.

 Hence, it's a special move.

 There is only one way to counter this technique.

 I revved up the magic power flowing inside me to the fullest.
 When I concentrate the magic power in my hand, I release it all at once.
 I activated my magic.


 [Warrior Cleave the Thousand Blades (Thousand), Pierce the Ten Thousand Spears (Blaze)]!


 A weapon comparable to ten thousand appears around me.
 When I pointed the tip of the blade at the flying weapon, it accelerated like a shell.

 Gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee, gee....

 The sound of a thunderous sword fight rang out.
 There was only me and my mom in the large space.
 But the scale of the sound resembles the sound of a battlefield where a million against a million soldiers wash their blood away.

 But I don't have time to enjoy the sounds and smells of the battlefield.
 I just concentrate and keep bouncing off the flying weapons with my magic.

''Ho........''

 Mom lets out a breath.
 I thought she was going to be upset that she was prevented from killing me, but the opposite was true.
 Sticking to her like a mask was a fearless smile.

'I didn't expect you to be able to unleash [Warriors Cleave the Thousand Blades (Thousand) and Pierce the Ten Thousand Spears (Blaise)]. It's been 14 years since I was born........ Since it takes about 6 years from reincarnation to regain consciousness, the actual training period is 8 years. I'm amazed that you've managed to reach such heights with that.

That's me. Now, all the special moves are blocked. Where do we go from here? Do you want to keep hammering that special magic until your magic runs out?

I don't care if you're good at it.

 Mom chuckles.

 Tsk!
 They must have an approximate grasp of the amount of magic power over here.
 This is probably why they're able to afford it even if they break their special magic.

 That's true.
 The total amount of magic power is much higher.
 Besides.

''Now, let's get a little more serious.

 Mom gets her magic focused even more on her hands.

 Then there was a gin and a high-pitched sound.
 One of the knuckles bounced off my refined sword.
 It was coming towards me, but it must have already deviated from its trajectory.
 It grazed my cheek and stabbed at the ground behind me.
 Several more weapons flew past my [Warriors Cleave a Thousand Blades (Thousand) and Pierce Ten Thousand Spears (Blaise)]

 I knew it...

 The order of magnitude of the magic output is different.
 With the number of weapons being refined, I've been losing.
 It's going to be difficult to deal with.
 I concentrated hard and increased the magic output anyway.

 The magic circuit inside my body was hot.
 I could feel my magic power decreasing fast.
 The bottom has already begun to fall out.
 It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to get a good deal more than you think.

''It's about time.

 I can't lose...

 No, I can't lose.

 Because of your friends?

 I'm not going to deny that either.
 I can't lose to repay the students who believed in me.

 In the first place, I swore an oath to your father.

 I'll prove the superiority of the [villagers]...

 There's no way I'm going to abandon that halfway through.

 Above all.

 Even if the person in front of me is me.
 Even if that is me in front of you, even if I'm the completion of one.
 Even if I'm better than you in every way.

 No two words of defeat for Lacelle Girell Stark!

I think it's time to wrap this up.

 Mom waved her hand in the air.
 Then, ten thousand more weapons were refined.
 In contrast, there were less than ten of them around me.
 All of them were halfway made.
 It had already become difficult to refine.

 The next thing I knew, I was covered in blood.
 The flesh had been shaved off, the tendons in my left arm were cut, and I couldn't even lift my arm.
 A sword was stuck in the toe of my right foot like a stake.

 Still, I don't stop resisting.
 I hold up my right hand and shake out my magic.

''Ooohhhhhh!

 He unleashed the spirit of a cleaver.
 Then the ten blades turned into a thousand, and a moment later into ten thousand.

''Ho......... So there's still that much magic power left. Then let's go to round two, wise man.''


 [Warriors cleave a thousand blades (Thousand), pierce ten thousand spears (Blaise)]!


 Me and my mom's voices overlapped, and the ten thousand blades clashed in space.


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 Bang!

 Wildly the sealed door was blown open from within.
 Several girls and young men walked into the room.
 Then they gasped at the sight of the battlefield and more than the battlefield.

''What the........this.......''
I'm not a wreck.
Where's Mr. Racel?
My brother!

 Entering were Rowan, Cecil, Sarasa and Sheila.
 The inexperienced companions who were supporting Lacelle - or rather, being supported by Lacelle - stepped into the room with a look of trepidation.

 Swords and spears were sticking out of every corner.
 There must have been some kind of huge structure.
 Glass was scattered everywhere.

 What kind of battle had been going on?
 The space that had been turned into a weapons graveyard was so bizarre that it made it difficult to speculate.

 Then Sheila, who was walking at the front, stopped walking.
 Lacelle's sister, who couldn't even get a hand or foot in №17, opens her deep green eyes wide.

 She continued, muttering shortly.

''Brother........''

 Next, his friends noticed it too.
 They were often crestfallen at the sight.

 Lacelle was standing in front of them (I wish I could have been there).
 However, it was more like a wind that he was being stood on rather than standing.
 There were countless weapons stabbed into his body, and the weapons only prevented him from falling forward and falling to the ground by catching him.

 Lacelle's body was riddled with holes.
 Arms, legs, shoulders, belly, sides, and even his chest....
 Weapons are stuck in all the places that should be called human kryptonite.
 The only thing that barely remained was the face.

 Naturally, blood was flowing, and a pool of blood was spreading around Lacelle.
 However, nothing leaked out of Lacelle's half-open mouth.

 Too late.........

 He couldn't even hear such hateful words.

''Lacelle.........''

Oh my god...

 Rowan and Cecil's voices quivered.


'Lasell kuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!


 It was Sarasa who raised a voice that could be taken as both a scream and a scream.
 She held her mouth and her eyes were already hot.

 By all accounts, Lacelle was dead.

 He had been pierced through the heart and was bleeding so much.

 This was nothing compared to when he fought Volfot in the past.
 For sure, Lacel Girrell Stark was dead.

"One of the wise men....

 From the darkness, a child's voice could be heard.
 It is a beautiful little girl with silver hair that appears.

 The four of them understand that this girl is the one who killed Lacelle.
 They understand that this girl is the one who killed Lacelle.
 They understand.
 The four of them could understand that Lacelle had dealt with her in person and trained her.

 This girl is far stronger than Lacelle....

''As you can see. The wise man is dead.

"Wise man?

"Wise men! That man! It's called Lacelle!

 Cecil shouted hoarsely.
 Her body trembled on its own.
 Is it because he was killed by his friends?
 Or is it because of the fear of the girl - №0?
 Even the person himself does not know.
 But it is certain that he felt he had to say something.

'I see. I see. You don't know, do you? This man is--

 Click.........

 There is the sound of a strong leather shoe being stepped through.
 While everyone else couldn't move an inch, it was Sheila who stepped forward by herself.

 Despite the fact that her brother had been killed, there was no change in Sheila's expression.
 But to a third party, she seemed to be struggling to hide her anger and grief.

''Sheila Gillel Stark? What is it? You'll take my brother's enemies?

 №0 asked.

 But Sheila shook her head quietly.

'No. There is no need for that.'

What?

'Your opponent is my brother. If you intercept your prey here, your brother will scold you.


 Right? Brother..........


 In front of her brother's body, she doesn't cry out or become red-faced and resentful.
 Sheila just smiles fearlessly, as if to show her composure.

 That was the moment.

 What floated softly, was the magic stone that Lacelle was carrying around her neck.
 Inside the high-purity magic stone, there is a small amount of spirit water.
 It emitted a pale green light.
 Both №0 and Sheila and the others fought against the blindingly sharp light.

 The one who was at the center of the light was Lacelle.

 Slowly, the weapon stuck in his body was pulled out.
 His clothes and hair shook as if fueled by the rich breeze that governed the meadow.
 Then, the wound heals.

''No way [Automatic Recovery]........!

 Cecil shouted, protecting his eyes from the light.

 What came to the companions' minds was the battle against Volfot.
 At that time too, Lacelle used 【Automatic Recovery】 and recovered both legs that were torn apart in an instant.

''No, no........''

 It was №0 who denied it.
 Stunned and enveloped in that light, he was desperately trying to analyze the phenomenon taking place inside.

 No matter how much 【Automatic Recovery】, it can't be used if the surgeon is dead.

''This is not [Automatic Recovery] or anything like that. No way......... You can already use that magic?!

 №0 was clearly in a hurry.

 At that time, the [Re-voice] voice that was contained in the magic stone rang out.


 [Revive the dead]


 It was Lacelle's voice.
 The light shone even brighter.
 It was warm, powerful and compassionate, and above all, it had the power to keep evil away.

'Nonsense! [Revive the dead] of [Cleric]! That one requires the most skill points of all the top level magic!

 It's no wonder that №0 is puzzled.
 [Resurrecting the dead] would require a huge amount of points over a lifetime, to the point that it was not certain whether or not he could accumulate those points even if he continued to defeat the demonic beasts.

 To begin with, unlike three hundred years ago, it was difficult to earn skill points.
 In such a situation, it was nothing short of a miracle that a young man of only 14 years old had mastered [Revive the Dead].

 But it wasn't a coincidence.
 The only thing in front of me was the reality.

''Hmph........

 I could hear the breath leaking out of the center of the light.
 It was followed by the sound of shoes descending off the ground.
 Slowly, as the light contracted, he appears (I wish I could have been there).

'Lacelle Gillel Stark.....

Hmm? What is it? You don't call me wise? Well, that's okay. That's right. I am no longer a wise man. Lacelle Gilell Stark...


 It's a villager...!


 Lacelle raised the corners of her mouth.