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Chapter 8
Chapter 8      Moroha, enraged
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Moroha endured the sensation as if he had his heart beating wildly.

He kept looking at what happened outside through the window on the second floor of the mansion of “the witch of the prison”.

It was hard for him to leave even after Tanaka retrieved the fainted Isurugi, he stood by the window all the time.

In the completely silent library, the only thing that sounded was the sound of pages being turned by the demon behind him. The setting sun was already completed.

Hid uneasiness got stronger moment by moment.

And the bad feeling came true.

A girl appeared from the depths of the forest where Tanaka and Isurugi had disappeared.

Only the moon floated in the sky, illuminating the silver hair of the girl, making it be clad in a hard brilliance.

On the other hand, the blade of the cursed sword in her hand didn’t wear brilliance at all, as if swallowing the light deeply.

Her blade-like sharp gaze.

That represented the strength of the girl’s determination.

Zhixin, who noticed the visit, stood soundlessly and the two stood facing each other without speaking.

Moroha, who saw that,

– Why did you come alone, Leshya…!

He groaned, putting both hands on the window.

But in reality, he painfully understood Leshya’s feelings.

She was a SvS expert.

Zhixin, who stood in her way, was an S-Rank Shirogane.

If Leshya could fight alone and defeat Zhixin, then she wouldn’t make Satsuki, Shizuno and the others be in danger──

She probably came to this place with such tragic but brave feeling.

The decision of the tender-hearted “man-eater”.

– Oh my, oh my… an even more troublesome person has come.

Zhixin cracked a joke without being altered as usual.

But, for Moroha, he sounded like a lot of tension was in him.

– “Man-eater” Elensama broke free from the darkness of Russia to a sunny place. However, her true value has not been recorded in the database of Akane Academy and it is still being covered with a veil. That is very problematic indeed.

Zhixin shrugged his shoulders with a joking gesture.

Like he thought, he felt the nervousness hidden in his voice, but not even Moroha could grasp how serious he was.

This man always joked no matter the circumstances, but he was bluffing to hide his inner thoughts.

Since he always smiled, whether he had a good or bad hand, this was, adding to the above mentioned, a poker face.

(They don’t know each other’s cards. Go with all that you have, Leshya)

It didn’t mean that she could have heard the voice of Moroha’s heart, but──Leshya held the sword with one hand and slowly put her right foot forward.

Rather than being a machine, she unconcernedly shortened their distance, sliding her feet.

A machine with an unparalleled accuracy.

She advanced carefully to the point she got irritated little by little.

Every time she advanced five millimeters, she didn’t fail to check whether there was a chance for her or if the opponent moved.

An act that felt mentally tiring, but Leshya didn’t dislike it at all.

She was a SvS specialist that fought and tied with Edward when she was only 10 years old.

Because she was going to win with all her strength and without carelessness or pride, Moroha believed──yes, believed that even if the opponent was an S-Rank Shirogane, she wasn’t going to be outdone by him.

– Ho. What an unexpected and simple way of fighting, “man-eater” young lady.

Zhixin took a Chinese martial arts posture like he was joking.

Despite all that, he precisely and decidedly refined it.

Furthermore, his whole body was clad in a jade prana──but it suddenly disappeared.

Abruptly, as if blowing out the flames of a candle.

Moroha, who was affected by it once, understood. Leshya turned 「ON」the switch of the cursed sword.

– Oh my! This is quite the spectacle!

Without breaking his stance, the exaggeratedly surprised Zhixin.

– Is this magic sword the reason you are the “man-eater” in “man-eater”!? This is undoubtedly the peak of beauty!

But he exaggerated too much, Moroha couldn’t conclude whether he was really surprised or not.

– Certainly! I shall serve as your opponent genuinely unarmed.

Zhixin had a daring expression once again and beckoned to provoke her.

But Leshya ignored him completely.

The swordswoman and the melee fighter──just quietly stood facing each other.

The battle of ordinary people and not superhumans would open the curtain.

The exchange of martial arts, and not Light Techniques, would start.

When thinking about it, the reach of the sword, which Leshya had, was overwhelmingly advantageous.

– I know that posture and movements. You have considerably trained. The Wushu techniques that don’t rely on prana.*

*TN: Wushu is the furigana reading for Martial Arts.

Zhixin acted first.

With a pace that looked far careless than Leshya, he boldly shortened the distance.

Moroha opened his eyes wide.

What a tempered body axis──even though his movement was so dynamic, the center of gravity of Zhixin didn’t shift in the slightest.

Rudely shortening the distance, a tinge of hesitation rose to the surface of Leshya’s silver eyes.

– You’ll lose if you’re overawed!

Moroha couldn’t help but shout.

– No voice can go from here to there…

The demon behind him advised, but Moroha had no time for that.

The point he stared at with intense concentration──

Determination dwelled in the eyes of Leshya as if the shout of Moroha had reached her.

She picked the fight in silence.

The remaining distance was shortened with a step and that movement led to a thrust with no waste.

The sword technique of the assassin with no shout of encouragement put in it.

The point of the cursed sword ran silently, aiming at Zhixin’s right chest.

At that moment.

Zhixin「smoothly」changed the pace of his movement.

His upper body sunk.

Closer and closer to the ground as if crawling on it. He crawled under the sword blade, under the thrust released by Leshya.

He was startlingly stable despite being in an unbelievably absurd and crooked posture.

The position of his body axis and the position of his center of gravity were perfect.

The way he trained his lower body was extraordinary.

After he crawled under for a moment, he half-rose to his feet, put the blade of the cursed sword on his shoulder and lifted it lightly.

The thrusting posture which belonged to Leshya was easily put into disorder.

Zhixin got in close to Leshya as he lifted the blade with his shoulder.

He ignored the difference in reach with the sword.

A wonderful performance of an intersection technique that could only be reached at the end of the end of the end of training.

Zhixin passed under her until he was super close so that even a punch wouldn’t swing properly,

– You are 20 years too late──

A thrust that seemed to be unsatisfactorily filled with strength went into Leshya’s pit of the stomach with a thud.

*Collapse*, Leshya fell to her knees.

A blow to the level of playing around, it was no more than a blow, but its effect was enormous.

Like a doll with cut threads, Leshya immediately stopped moving and fell, pitching forward….

And yet, she didn’t let go of the sword, rather, she felt pathetic.

– ──To be worthy of my Kung Fu.

Zhixin folded his arms with hypocritical courtesy to Leshya.

A face so cool it felt angry.

– Well, you are incompatible with me. It is not like you have to feel ashamed of the name “man-eater”. If I was Charles-sama, then your cursed sword would have been my natural enemy, don’t you agree?

Was his intention to comfort her with that?

Even if Charles himself were to hear that, he would get mad, voice doubtless remarks and turn his back on him.

As soon as that happened.

The eyes of the abandoned Leshya were opened suddenly and widely.

She put prana on her whole body in an instant.

And swung the sword as she fell.

She tried to mow the calf of Zhixin as if making it run, grazing the ground.

A splendid surprise attack. She feigned death.

– Aiya!

Zhixin also surprised her. Whether he felt the killing intent or his battle perception worked, he reacted on the spur of the moment and tried to dodge it just as he turned around.

But now, Leshya was a superhuman clad in prana, and Zhixin was still an ordinary person.

Without being able to dodge the slash, she cut the rolling leg axis──the left lower leg.

The wound didn’t seem to reach the bone, but reached the leg axis.

Even Zhixin shook his upper body.

Leshya jumped up and released a thrust like it were a finishing blow.

Moroha instinctively clenched his fists.

Moroha himself was tormented by Leshya’s battle, but that cursed sword was hard to understand right away, even if the switch went ON and OFF.

Leshya turned the switch「OFF」at the same time as she attacked by surprise and put on prana just for herself and Zhixin, without being able to react, couldn’t be clad in prana.

This difference created a considerable one-sided superiority.

The struggling Zhixin finally put on prana, but the point of Leshya’s sword approached, now in front of his chest.

And the blade of the cursed sword negated the prana and mana of the touched part.

Zhixin couldn’t defend against it with High Durability and the like.

The pointed end of the cursed sword pierced the chest of Zhixin and his doufuku was tainted red.

At that moment──

The eyes of Zhixin that looked like thread carefully observed.

Dark prana and murderous impulse.

Those swirled thickly in her eyes and turned into an unearthly atmosphere that dwelled in her pupils.

– Iiiiiiiiiiiiyaaaaaaa.

Zhixin raised the corners of his mouth and roared with a face full of fierceness.

He advanced, without caring that the blade was buried in his chest and drove a Destructive Fist into Leshya’s abdomen.

The body of Leshya was instantly blown off about 10 meters. Of course, together with her cursed sword.

He abandoned all defense and took offense into consideration only, on the contrary, he defended against the thrust of Leshya.

In theory, it was easy, but humans didn’t easily come to a clean decision like that.

It was different when one was braced for that from the beginning, but it wasn’t decent human thought to act in such a way, to punch without hesitation with a sword sticking into one’s chest.

An offense and defense that glimpsed the unusual true nature of Zhixin hidden under his usual jesting facial expression.

– Until just now, I thought that I floored you with one hit.

Zhixin walked up to Leshya who was blown off.

His eyes returned to a thread appearance and walked with easygoing steps.

Blood flowed from the left lower leg with every step, staining the ground, but he didn’t care.

– Did you lessen the power, shifting the point at the same time of the strike? The only thing I can say is that my judgment was wrong. I shall humbly make an amendment and say that it is 15 years and not 20 years. Oh, regrettable, truly regrettable. *

*TN: Point is the furigana reading for strike point.


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He stood next to Leshya, looking down at her.

Leshya couldn’t move, she just stared back at him while still on the ground, looking upward.

She didn’t faint even though she received the blow with all the strength of an S-Rank, but it seemed that her body became numb due to the impact.

Zhixin picked up the cursed sword, tossed it into the air and broke it with a simple thrust.

Then put his right foot on Leshya’s abdomen.

– Agh…

The facial expression of Leshya immediately distorted in agony.

Although it looked like it was lightly put on her, a great pressure was applied because the face of Leshya gradually turned purple.

Moroha shouted from the window on the second floor.

– Stop! Isn’t the match over already!?

But this didn’t reach him.

– Stop tormenting her, Zhixin!

No matter how much he exhausted himself, he didn’t reach him.

He clenched his fists and hit the window glass with all his strength.

But the barrier pitilessly kept him from doing so.

– It’s useless. The barrier is a boundary between dimensions so to speak. It will never wear out…

The demon behind him tried to calm him.

Moroha didn’t listen to him and kept striking the window over and over again.

– You injured me. As expected of the “man-eater” young lady──

Zhixin raised the right foot put on Leshya.

– Stoooooooooooooooooooooooop!

With the scream of Moroha,

– ──This is your reward.

At the same time Zhixin brought his foot down to attack her.

Leshya let out a scream of anguish and lost consciousness.

– Goddammiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit…

Moroha crumbled on the spot as if slipping down while pressing both fists against the frame and window.

– Oooooooooooooooooooooooo…

He opened his eyes wide and roared.

And clenched his teeth, glaring at Zhixin.

 

That guy….

That guy…….

That guy…………!

 

 

 

 

 

 

In an instant, her up and down senses of orientation were reversed.

No sooner than she jumped down into the magic circle drawn on the ground, she jumped up and outside the magic circle drawn on the ground while blinking.

Shizuno had used《Transportal》before but those were only a few instances, she was still unfamiliar with it.

She tottered, feeling sick.

– Pull yourself together!

She was supported by Satsuki who had jumped here first.

– Thank you.

Shizuno shook her head and made her consciousness become clear.

She finished the audience with Charles that felt like it wore out her nerves, quickly merged with Satsuki without having time to rest and came to this place. She was still tired, but she couldn’t complain.

– I’m fine already.

She stood on her own feet, traced the saber belt coiled around the combat uniform and repositioned the saber affixed to her hip.

Surveying the scene, the landscape had changed.

She was in the academy grounds of Akane academy just now, but now she was standing in a dense forest.

Her nasal cavity was struck by a green scent that wasn’t here seconds ago and the nape of the neck was caressed by the deep-in-the-mountains cold air.

Only the moon peeking through the gaps of the branches and leaves that looked like a roof was the same as the one she saw earlier.

– Let’s hurry, Urushibara.

– Yes.

They could see the roof of a Western-style building peeking through the other side of the forest. The two of them started running towards there.

– You don’t need to review the strategy?

– I’m fine. More importantly, don’t go easy on him, even if push comes to shove.

– … I know. And I’m sorry, I could only think of that sort of plan on the spur of the moment.

– Don’t worry. If it’s to save Nii-sama, I won’t be harsh no matter what.

Satsuki showed a smile, her gaze still serious.

– Aren’t you really fed up with this? The school festival is almost here, but my school festival won’t start without Moroha. Why did it have to be interrupted by someone like Zhixin!?

Satsuki began to say inappropriate words. But,

– You see, I got Moroha to tell me something the other day, so I thought about it now──

– Is that so? Will you let me hear about it?

 

– The feeling of wanting to save Moroha and the feeling of wanting to have fun with Moroha, we can do it together. No, we have to be together. Because Moroha and I are here to share your suffering, aren’t we!?

– Those words are so becoming of Moroha…

Shizuno casted down her eyes.

But for an instant only.

When she opened them, she sped up.

– Let’s have a fun school festival. For that sake──

– We’ll definitely extricate Moroha!

The forest opened and the mansion of “the witch of the prison” showed the whole story.

– U…

Satsuki raised her eyes and Shizuno grinded her teeth a bit.

Zhixin was in front of the mansion.

He put a foot on the fallen and facing down Leshya and slowly turned around towards them.

– Put that foot away from her!

Shizuno shouted unconsciously.

Zhixin gave a broad smile,

– Oh my, oh my, I am terribly sorry. I sincerely apologize for my rudeness.

He said, playing the fool and kicked Leshya, blowing her away.

The slender body of the girl who had completely lost consciousness rolled on the ground like an object.

She caught Leshya who was kicked towards her with Satsuki.

She heartbreakingly had a facial expression of chagrin.

Zhixin had lost blood from his chest and left axis, but that was it. The damage given by “man-eater” Leshya was no more than that….

Shizuno also regretted it bitterly. They hurried as much as they could, but it wasn’t enough.

She lay Leshya’s body down and headed towards Zhixin while glaring at him.

She tightly grasped the handle of the saber affixed on her hip.

In order to protect Shizuno, a Kuroma, Satsuki moved forward slightly ahead, overtaking her.

Zhixin, who drew their shooting-like gazes──yawned in a big way.

– It is different when it comes to Isurugi-sama and “man-eater” young lady, but what to do when people of your degree have come, I wonder?

He uttered those jesting words as he yawned.

– It is decided that I am more or less a knight in shining armor. Despite thinking that it is silly, those are no more than the words I was honored with by Xuhu so I have no objections to what are the hardships of the apprentice who had a violent master.  That is why I have to say that from the standpoint of a public attitude『I dislike bullying the weak』. Will you please feel sympathy for my difficult position and leave soon? I humbly request this to you.

Zhixin folded his arms coldheartedly.

– Sorry? It’s not like I don’t understand your position, but I’m a witch with a bad personality, so I don’t even have the tiniest amount of feelings of compassion and the like?

– I have a good personality but I really hate you!

The two took out their ID Tags and,

– Come, Dragon Staff Nargravitz!

– Come, Arciel!

Shizuno made a staff manifest and Satsuki made a sword manifest.

Zhixin took a posture as he jested with「Yare yare」.

The more they glared at each other, watching for an unguarded moment, the more their capabilities had no competition.

If that was the case, then their side had no choice but to attack.

– Write──

– Yare yare, this is troublesome.

Zhixin jested, saying so, and shortened the distance between Satsuki and him.

– Give me a break!

Satsuki slashed at him, but a thrust was aimed at that sword, pulverizing it like a human-shaped candy.

This was extremely easy to do.

– You kidding me!?

Satsuki was astonished, but Zhixin had a composed face.

– I did say I dislike bullying the weak, did I not?

He said as if explaining clearly to a child.

Aiming at his composed face──

– Take away all heat   Like water flowing down!*

*TN: Heat is the furigana reading for life.

Shizuno released a Dark Art.

The 3rd Rank of Ice, 《Freezing Shade》.

An extremely low temperature cold wave manifested and blew violently, becoming a white wind.

– Wha…

Going past his composed face, the facial expression of Zhixin froze in astonishment.

Which wasn’t surprising.

Because Shizuno shot a Dark Art at Zhixin and Satsuki.

– What are you thinking?

Zhixin stood firm on both feet, blood gushed out from the left lower leg.

Furthermore, he put his hands together and burned prana, being in a posture similar to a practitioner of Martial Arts.

He increased the output of Taimatsuu.

Satsuki didn’t miss that opportunity. To bind the arms behind his back, getting behind Zhixin.

And the drifting white wind exercised its power, about to make them freeze.

– Ooooo…

– Kuuuu…

Zhixin let out a war cry and Satsuki endured it with Taimatsuu, clenching her teeth.


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Their whole bodies were covered with frost, their body temperature dropped rapidly.

The average Savior would have been frozen to death with this blow.

The two burned their prana and tried to endure it.

– … Wait a moment, how could the young lady think of doing this terrible thing?

To think she would shoot a Dark Art at her ally, that was unconceivable.

But because she did that unexpected thing, she could drive a direct attack into the opponent, an S-Rank Shirogane.

The frost that covered the bodies of Satsuki and Zhixin was melted very fast by Taimatsuu.

She didn’t think she would be able to defeat an S-Rank with one shot of a 3rd Rank Dark Arts.

Shizuno started the next spelling.

She slowly and carefully prepared a powerful and bigger magic than before.

– I won’t let you go, so be prepared…

In the meanwhile, Satsuki, who was clad in golden prana, constricted Zhixin like a vise.

– Are you losing your mind, young lady?

Even though Zhixin was weary, he landed an elbow strike on the side of Satsuki behind him.

It wasn’t sophisticated at all in this terribly constrained form.

But the blow was awfully brutal.

– Nggg…

Satsuki’s expression changed immediately.

She turned pale and clenched her teeth as she was about to cry.

– Don’t tell me you plan to receive that with me again?

– Of course I will!

– It is not a joke then.

Zhixin relentlessly drove an elbow strike into Satsuki’s temporal region.

And hit her side again.

He alternately used both elbows, showering the head and side of Satsuki with blows.

A dull striking sound resounded each time.

Satsuki was worn out.

But she would never release Zhixin.

– I won’t lose… I won’t lose…

She resisted, clenched her teeth and constricted him as she recited as if talking in delirium.

– If you are going to die, please die on your own.

She continued being viciously beaten by Zhixin who tried to shake her off.

Satsuki’s defensive prana and Zhixin’s offensive prana fought and collided with each other and green and gold sparks brilliantly scattered each time.

Although they weren’t blows with all his strength because she was being beaten from a constrained posture, Satsuki never fell down despite eating Zhixin’s hits.

– It seems I have to praise your determination…

– That’s right… my determination isn’t for nothing…

Satsuki smiled daringly as she caused her cute face swell everywhere.

Only at that moment, Moroha overlapped so many times in Shizuno’s eyes that her face started to look appropriate.

– Moroha praised me many times…. My power and toughness are real. … So I won’t let you go. I’ll show you how I put up with you no matter how much you beat me. I don’t care who you are or the rank you have, I’ll prove that Moroha’s words are right!

Satsuki’s scream felt as if she had squeezed her soul out.

With a force enough to make Zhixin, who struck with nothing but persiflage, be silent.

Furthermore──

– Do it, Urushibara!

She demanded with burning-like eyes.

(Yes, without going easy on him, right?)

Shizuno responded affirmatively to that determination.

The phrase with huge magic characters extending to six lines was about to be completed.

The 6th Rank of Ice, 《Bright White Frost》.

He wasn’t Sir Edward, but even if an S-Rank Shirogane was directly hit by it, they wouldn’t get away without consequences.

(Endure it, Ranjou-san)

After she wrote the six-line phrase without deviation, and at the same time as she finished the chanting, Shizuno tried to strike her right arm against the light characters lined up in the empty space.

But just before that,

– I will not let you!

At the same time as Zhixin shouted, there was a strange noise that felt as if the air had exploded.

He used his free right hand while still being pinioned──flicked the air compressed in his palm with his thumb, changed it into a bullet and fired it.

– You’re… kidding, right…?

The right arm in the middle of the spelling was shot through.

As if an unexpected sharp pain ran.

Her concentration was disintegrated and the magic characters floating in the air vanished like mist.

She had never seen or heard this way of sealing Dark Arts.

Moroha would have easily prevented it with High Durability, but Shizuno, a Kuroma, hadn’t such means.

– I failed…

Fresh blood fell as if dancing.

Her dominant arm was broken and a precise operation such as a spelling was impossible with her left hand.

Shizuno got her Dark Arts sealed.

Moreover,

– Urushibara!?

In this unforeseen situation, even Satsuki was flustered.

Shizuno shouted back「stupid!」seeing her face worried about her.

No matter how much Satsuki herself was punished, she didn’t lose heart at all, and yet.

When she looked at other people’s pain, there was no way for her nature to be calm.

(You’re really stupid…)

Even though such a situation wasn’t a laughing matter, a warm feeling filled her heart.

And Zhixin was coldhearted.

He took advantage of the foolishness and leniency of Satsuki and gave her a strong elbow strike.

Was this pain unbearable for Satsuki who lost heart and received a shock by this unexpected situation?

The pinioning became loose and Zhixin slipped out easily. He immediately rolled and drove a Destructive Fist from a very close distance into Satsuki’s stomach.

Without being able to scream, she fell flat where she was with a thud.

The unconventional Dark Arts sealing, “the accident”, quickly made the strategy of Shizuno and Satsuki that started successfully collapse like this.

– But… not yet…

Shizuno stared at Zhixin with a fixed gaze.

– You, a Kuroma¸ lost her guard and can’t spell, so what will you do in that condition?

Zhixin came towards her with disinterested steps.

– Nargravitz!

The staff of Shizuno turned into a white dragon faster than her calling its name.

The golem made of ice, crystal and cold air attacked, baring its fangs to protect its master.

– After all, it is a foolish threat, huh.

But Zhixin easily released a thrust, breaking the golem that was too tall into small fragments.

What was really the deal with the fists of this man?

A genius with natural prana? Or a secret mastered at the end of his training?

All his opponents went from being hit to being pulverized with a one-hit certain defeat.

– If you surrender, then you will not have to get hurt?

He wasn’t joking.

Satsuki didn’t endure the pain, there was no way she could escape alone.

Her feelings towards Moroha would be doubted. She was affected by the reputation of the Witch of the Realm of the Dead.

– I still… can go…!

Shizuno put a hand on the saber affixed on her hip and unsheathed it.

– Haa….

Zhixin looked incredibly dumbfounded.

– Will you tell me what a Kuroma like you is going to do with that?

Without being concerned, Shizuno charged, holding the sword. She didn’t care if she was ridiculed.

She didn’t care if she was unsightly.

– Yaaah!

She assaulted him with the saber and vigor.

– You will not tell me, huh?

He easily avoided it and at the same time, did a foot sweep.

– You are not an athletic person, are you? Omitting sarcasm, how are you even going to raise a child?

She fell down, pitching forward and was trampled down by Zhixin.

– Kahaa.

An unimaginable pain ran on her back.

An intense pain as if she was crushed by tens of heavy objects.

Shizuno gasped, without being able to breathe.

But her heart wasn’t broken yet.

(Even Ranjou-san… endured it… so… I also…)

She crawled, trying to move forward without losing to the pain.

To the mansion far ahead──

Little by little.

Little by little.

– I cannot get you to give up easily, can I? Or perhaps you have an acquaintance in that mansion? Unless you have the key, you are unable to rescue Haimursama, did you know?

 

Zhixin applied more and more pressure on her.

He wouldn’t even let her advance crawling.

No matter how much she buried her nails into the ground, she just scraped out soil, her body didn’t move at all.

Still, Shizuno desperately buried her nails.

She tried a number of times while being kicked.

And so on, she didn’t give up even if the tip of the nails came off.

– Damn you…. How dare youuuu!

Suddenly, the angry voice of Satsuki, who should have collapsed, was heard.

The pressure and intense pain on her back disappeared.

Shizuno only turned her neck.

She was surprised. Satsuki clung to Zhixin.

Really… this girl… what was this toughness she had…!?

She resurrected as she got up, receiving the one-hit certain defeat thrust from that Zhixin.

– Go! Shizuno…!

The scream of Satsuki was of desperation already.

Shizuno stood up totteringly as if being pushed by her.

She headed to the mansion with staggering feet.

– I cannot really understand you young ladies. Is this what they call the spirit of honorable defeat? Or are these the dying-out aesthetics of the Japanese? I do not understand the reason.

– We’re not going to die out! We fight because we want to be happy, how you can’t understand that!?

– I humbly request the meaning to be transmitted in Japanese. Is there a native speaker?

Zhixin shook free from Satsuki and resumed the beating.

The screams of Satsuki and striking sounds that felt as if wanting to plug her ears were heard from behind Shizuno who headed to the mansion.

Despite that, Satsuki,

– Don’t look back!

She screamed her to go and not worry about her as if tearing her throat.

(It was good to have you around, Satsuki…)

Shizuno was moved to tears, wrinkling her face that looked like a Noh mask.

She was always alone with Shuu Saura in her dreams.*

*TN: Shuu Saura is the furigana reading for Moroha.

They secluded themselves in their ice castle, living while being hated around the world.

That was an inalterable memory.

A happiness of the olden days.

But now──she strongly, potently and actually felt what was to make a friend.

When thinking of Moroha, she could really endure anything for his sake, and would stick with him even if the world turned against Moroha again….

Such sworn friend.

(I want to share this joy with you…)

She stumbled on a stone, tottered and sat down hard on the ground. But it was okay.

The mansion was in front of her.

At last, she finally, finally arrived.

Shizuno held the saber reverently with both hands.

And recited.

 

– ──《Liberation》.

 

The saber shone in response to the established keyword.

A calm and beautiful light similar to a rainbow.

At the same time, the sword changed its shape. It shrunk very fast.

The sword entrusted by Chloe disappeared.

It became a crystal key with a brilliance of the seven prismatic colors.

– Why!? Why is that here!?

Zhixin’s voice changed as if his facial expression had changed.

At the same time, a shock pierced Shizuno’s back.

Bullets of air were shot.

2, 3 bullets came flying──Shizuno endured them, clenching her teeth.

It wasn’t a surprise attack, but since they came, she put herself on guard and could withstand them.

Shizuno inserted the crystal key into the empty sky as she was showered with many bullets.

The rest could be summed up as just turning it and,

– I will not let youuuuuuuuuuuu.

Along with the loud fighting shout, the prana of Zhixin swelled up.

 

This time, Zhixin, who was behind Shizuno, carefully observed at her with thin thread-like eyes.

In his eyes, dark prana swirled thickly and they were full to the brim with a ghostly air that surpassed killing intent.

He made the prana that had the appearance of that ghostly air converge on his right fist.

If he released it, placing it on a fist wind, he could shoot at Shizuno even at this distance.

A Jupiter with all his strength would smash someone like Shizuno, a Kuroma, to atoms.

This wasn’t a situation in which he could go easy on her.

It wasn’t a situation in which he could be obedient and follow the teachings of Xuhu.

– Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiya!

Lifting the corners of his mouth and showing his fearless nature, he swung his fist, aiming at Shizuno’s back.

No, he expected to swing it.

Satsuki desperately tried to stop him, clinging to his right arm held aloft.

Zhixin tried to pull her away, putting more strength into it without caring about her.

The left leg standing firm on the ground hurt. The place that had been cut by “man-eater”.

He tried to stand firm, but he couldn’t do it as usual.

Thanks to this, the whole body of an S-Rank was held back by Satsuki who had a far lower rank though she was proud of her power as a Shirogane.

He couldn’t move at all while still being completely unable to swing his right fist forward.

– In that caaaaaaase.

Zhixin made prana converge into his left fist.

The only thing that could be held back using all her strength was the right hand.

If that was the case, then he would just shoot at Shizuno with the left one!

– Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii──

An intense jade-like light was lit in the left hand of Zhixin.

Then all of a sudden──

Countless manifested chains that extended from the ground wrapped around his left arm.

Incredibly strong Dark Art chains as if given an order to tie a watchdog of hell.

There were 10 chains.

He was restrained and wasn’t allowed to even move the left arm.

The deadly Jupiter ended misfiring again.

There was a handful of people in the world such as Kuromas that could stop and anticipate the attack of an S-Rank Shirogane.

Zhixin shouted at someone.

Looking up to the sky.

– Why did you stop me, Charles-sama!!??

He denounced the jet-black magician standing there and who glared at him.

– What a foolish question──

With the moon on his back and raising in the night sky, “The magician of the Eiffel Tower” laughed scornfully while making the remnants of mana that exercised 10 Dark Arts at the same time hang in the air.

– ──I do what I want to do and live as I want to live. Do you think I’m afraid of what others may think and that the permission of each and every person is required?

– Can you please not trifle with sophistry!? I am asking the reason why you get in my way!

– I’ll reply that. The reason is that I hate you. Do you need any better reason?

Zhixin was indignant, seeing Charles laughing mockingly.

– There is a limit to how free one can be!

As he criticized Charles, countless chains extended from the ground one after another, restraining Zhixin from his neck. Satsuki stepped back to not get caught by them, tottered and helplessly sunk down to the floor, saying「T-that saved me…」

Zhixin, who was chained from the neck down,

– Who is there now!?

He shook his head which was the only thing he was allowed to move and looked around.

These additional chains weren’t the Dark Arts that Charles released.

He was just glaring at him, his arms still folded in the sky.

Then what was this Dark Art?

The presence of people from behind instead of a reply was born.

Exactly in the direction of the《Transportal》.

They pushed their way through the darkness and forest and came in sight like ghosts.

Hair-rising outfits hidden in black hoods and with goat’s skulls as masks.

It wasn’t just a person.

There were big silhouettes. There were small silhouettes. Thin and thick silhouettes emerged from the darkness.

Stamping their feet, they came from the woods one by one like a group of creepy characters roaming about.

Les Éléments of the French「Cradle of the Sun」.

The knights of the dark sanctuary who came to Japan, following Charles, were gathering here.

– … Unacceptable.

Zhixin, restrained by a multitude of chains, violently shook his head in denial.

– This is unacceptable! How are you going to explain the interruption of the joint operation between the Chinese and Japanese Divisions!? Have you thought about the cooperation and coordination of the White Knight Organization!?

– Fool.

Charles discarded and cut the denunciation of Zhixin with one word.

The《Les Éléments》made muttering scorns resound under the masks.

Charles overbearingly told while looking down at him.

– Remember, small fry. Who the hell were the ones afraid of France and『Cradle of the Sun』and called us extremists!!? We don’t give in. We don’t bend. Cooperation? Coordination? I’ve stopped caring about that a long time ago!

He turned upon what was wrong with that with selfishness.

– How… how… bothersome…

Zhixin’s face was dyed black with anger and made his teeth grind.

Charles made a loud laughter reverberate in the sky, looking happier.

 

Shizuno turned the key, turning her back on the confrontation of the men.

A kaleidoscope-like resplendent magic circle appeared on the wall of the mansion.

A person came to help her.

– With this, the preparations are ready.

The one who said so, smiled sweetly and came running was Chloe.

After the audience, she told her in the elevator when she saw her off.

That this mansion was originally built to imprison the “demon”.

A Savior whose talent was valued despite committing a serious crime, but Suruga Andou decided to make the best use of it.

He couldn’t be imprisoned in an ordinary prison.

Therefore, an extraordinary prison was needed.

This beautiful woman with beige and curly hair──was selected from among many people to receive a creation request from the Japanese Division.

《Raam Trois》Chloe Jallet.*

TN: Raam 3 is the furigana reading for Spirit = 3.

Also known as “the witch of the prison”.

This mansion was a golem she made.

Therefore, she had a spare key to open the mansion.

She entrusted it with Shizuno and told her how to use it in the elevator. This was the true form of the saber.

– At first, Charles-sama said to only give you the key and that was the end of it. But in the end, he got worried and came to see you, and ultimately he assisted you, but it should be fine to do so from the beginning, don’t you agree? He really is a troublesome person, isn’t he?

Shizuno couldn’t reply hastily.

In fact, she didn’t feel like thanking them meekly, having said that, that was also what they had agreed.

– Well…. Seeing you girls getting desperate for your loved one and superimposing yourselves may have brought himself to help you like this…

After Chloe lowered the tone of her voice a bit,

– That is no good. He will get angry because we are chattering again.

She winked impishly.

– Now, call the name of your loved one.

Enticed by Chloe, Shizuno nodded.

She turned her body dirtied by dust to the magic circle.

She joined her hands as if praying with her worn-out body.

Finally, she mustered the piece, the remaining strength she had,

 

– Mo… roha…!

 

The magic circle changed color.

To a pure-white and pure gentle brilliance.

Something stuck out from inside.

A hand.

The big hand of her loved one.

Shizuno grabbed it, losing herself in it.

That hand also grasped her back strongly.

The body of Moroha appeared little by little.

His lovely face, neck, chest──

Shizuno ended up shedding tears in joy.

And the whole body of Moroha slipped out of the magic circle and kneeled down on one knee in front of Shizuno.

– You saved me…

His eyes stared at Shizuno’s eyes and spoke in a voice full of many thoughts.

– Helping you is my purpose in life.

Shizuno answered in a hoarse voice.

She separated from Moroha’s hands,

– Please. Don’t hold me tight yet.

– I understand.

She nodded and stroked him with a trembling hand as if checking the shape of his face.

– I’ll be back.

Moroha whispered with a strong gaze.

– Do you see it?

Shizuno showed him the dimple appearing on her wet cheek.

Moroha stood up resolutely.

He fixedly stared at Zhixin with extreme cold eyes.

His facial expression that concealed his emotions showed his inner thoughts more than any expression of anger.

He went towards him with slow steps.

Prana overflowed from his whole body with every step.

At first it was small and then endlessly.

The white glimmer was calm but flickered like a flame hotter than anything else in the world.

Just like a「Sirius」that appeared on the ground.

Seeing that almost dazzling brilliance, the eyes of Shizuno were full of tears because of too much happiness.

Satsuki, too, was choked with delight and trembling.

Not just the two.

Charles, 《Les Éléments》and Zhixin affected by the power of the light noticed.

The brilliance of the soul that nobody could avert their eyes from.

The overwhelming presence.

Charles snapped his fingers as if he had comprehended.

Then all the chains that restrained Zhixin dispersed, as if making a path, splitting to the left and right.

Zhixin cracked a joke as he ascertained the feel of his body.

– It seems you are considerably angry, Haimursama.

Moroha kept his mouth shut.

– However, I would like you to hear my view point. This is my duty, I am doing this without a means. I would like you to understand that. It is not like I liked to do this to the people of Akane Academy──

To Zhixin, who kept throwing insincere excuses again, Moroha,

– Shut up.

Zhixin immediately swallowed his frivolous words.

He ended up holding his tongue and his face looked like he was surprised by him.

– Don’t chirp.

Moroha mowed down the sky with his right hand.

This much caused wind to arise, making the long hair of Zhixin flutter.

The wind stopped and Moroha spread the right hand he mowed down.

He looked at Leshya who fell facing down.

He saw Satsuki who was worn out.

The girls who were knocked down by Zhixin in a fight, wanting to save their loved one.

Moroha tightly clenched his fists as if drawing a bow to the limit.

And yelled very loudly.

 

– I’LL NEVER FORGIVE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU.

 

Both feet of Moroha stamped on the ground.

The prana left a trail and rushed just like a comet.

The left hand brandished the right fist first.

– Unarmed!? Among all things, unarmed against an opponent like me!?

Zhixin gave a broad smile with a fierce look.

He took an absolutely perfect posture polished up at the end of his extraordinary training and engaged Moroha.

The left hand of Moroha that came first put a one-line spell into written form.

As soon as he swung his fist, aiming at that spell, a raging fire dwelled there.

– Carnaaage.

– Iiiiiya.

The fist attack of Moroha clad in light of prana and flames of mana.

The power that converged straight without a millimeter of deviation and the thrust of Zhixin that was the height of polishing.

The vigor of the two collided as fist and fist clashed from the front. Power and power exploded.

White red and green.

Eye-burning flashes of light surged and colliding sounds that played with their ears reverberated.

Zhixin grinned.

– You are a nonsensical person…

His right arm was broken in half and in an impossible direction.

An instant ago, he had been completely defeated by Moroha.

When he lost his right arm, Zhixin jumped back once.

He took a great distance and made his posture flip horizontally.

– Ooooooo…

Moroha immediately went after him.

At the same time, he put another one-line spell into written form.

His body was divided into seven parts and sprung at Zhixin from seven directions.

– An illusion is completely recognizable by breathing sounds, isn’t that correct?

Without looking towards the other six Moroha, he targeted one and hit him with his left fist.

The fastest fist backed by martial arts and training was pushed out directly from the shortest distance.

The perfect timing to take a counter.

But Moroha took the lead.

His figure split into four again.

This time, the illusions weren’t by means of Dark Arts.

But clones by means of Light Techniques.

The first Moroha dodged Zhixin’s thrust, the second Moroha floated above, the third Moroha knocked him down and the fourth Moroha kicked him flying like a soccer ball.

The body of Zhixin was blown off like a wood chip, the momentum didn’t disappear even when he crashed and rolled while shaving the ground.

He came out of the open space, heavily collided with a tree trunk and stopped.

– Are you really a person…?

Zhixin protested while licking the ground.

His wrong guess was extreme.

Haimura Moroha was a metamorphosis just hidden in the skin of a person.

If his skin peeled off, he would be just that.

– Ooooooooooooooooooo.

He let out a beast-like roar and jumped up.

He went after Zhixin who fell prostrated on the ground.

Zhixin stood up as expected.

– Iiiiiiiiiyaaaaaaaaaaaa.

His thread-like eyes were suddenly and widely opened and killing intent and thick prana mixed together, making his eyes be filled with a ghostly air.

He headed to Moroha who couldn’t move in the air and unleashed a thrust.

He didn’t know yet.

Moroha put a one-line spell into written form as if laughing at the ordinary response.

He generated a gust of wind, transforming it into propulsion and sped up remarkably in the air.

The timing was put off, captured the thrust of Zhixin that hadn’t the same power as before yet like a snake with his right hand and wrapped it around the whole left arm of Zhixin, constricting it.

– Gaaaaaaaaaaah.

The shout of anguish and the vivid sound of several bones being fractured at the same time echoed.

Without consideration for him, Moroha swung Zhixin with his right hand still wrapped around him.

The throwing technique wasn’t a sophisticated one.

He lightly threw him against the surrounding trees like a toy without anyone opposing him.

The tree trunks suffered so much with the impact that they broke into three parts.

Zhixin, who was tossed and performed an ukemi somehow or other, appealed to his reason while tottering.

– Y-you are satisfied yet you are still being careless? Let’s call it a draw, shall we? No, I did not injure the young ladies this much!

– Don’t dare say that.

Moroha closed in on him in an instant and tried to mow down Zhixin’s face with a hand sword.

Zhixin sacrificed his broken arms and guarded with desperation.

Despite this──the eyes of Zhixin beyond the guard were cut off in a straight line.

– Gyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah.

A gruesome agonizing shout.

He spouted fresh blood very high.

Only Charles was viewing the way they fought seemingly interested.

Before they knew, 《Les Éléments》had lost their voice due to the fierce fighting style of Moroha.

Shizuno looked at the one next to her and noticed that even Chloe had her face turning pale.

– That person, he’s scary when he’s really provoked, isn’t he?

– I will put my life on the line to stop Charles-sama so that he does not anger him again…

The two women nodded at each other.

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