Translator: Makisima from wangmamaread
Proofreader: Hieu
He was a handsome guy with white hair, he must be a badass . Though I didn’t know how he appeared . I saw that the space was distorted, but I couldn’t feel any magic .
“You must have known me . My name is Mordred . ”
So this handsome guy’s name was Mordred .
“I’ve heard a lot about you . ”
But I didn’t say who told me about him, because no one had ever told me about the name Mordred .
“May I ask how you knew about this place?”
I waited for a moment and then answered with a meaningful smile on my face .
“The past guided me . ”
“I see . The past…”
Mordred looked at Freya .
“She is indeed the wreckage of the past . Poor woman…”
Freya glared at Mordred . It seemed that they knew each other?
“The Black Rose, and this wreckage of the past . They aren’t a coincidence at all, you are the one behind all of them, right? Shadow . ”
Since you asked me so nicely, then yeah,I did . But Mordred seemed to play an important role in this research center . Besides, Violet-san and Freya were both here, so I must give a cool response that matched my identity as a power in shadows .
“The finale is near – the moment everything is exposed will come . ”
I said this sentence meaningfully in a low voice and released some magic .
The blue-purple magic danced like flickering flame surrounding me, while the wind blew on my long black coat .
I look so cool .
“Your magic is so powerful… is this real?”
I manipulated magic to drive the wind to blow Mordred’s hair .
This was quite complicated .
It’s easy to make the wind blow for just a moment, but it took a lot of magic to make it last, and the control of it must be precise . In order to suppress magic output while increasing the pressure, I had to constantly repeat the two steps of suppressing and releasing magic quickly . Moreover, I had to maintain constant magic to maintain a certain wind pressure .
My wind pressure had been stable .
In other words, I perfectly manipulated magic, which should make Mordred shudder in awe .
“What an amazing magic control… but a battle can’t be determined by magic alone . ”
No, you missed the point .
I could precisely manipulate wind pressure . Look, had you ever seen such a precise magic control?
“Although it’s okay to fight with you here… it’s too early . ”
Mordred said, distorting the space . A gap appeared along with a loud noise .
“Come in from the main entrance next time – unwelcome visitors . ”
Ah, it turned out it was not time to fight against the boss .
“You are right… well . ”
I felt the power released from the space, which was totally different from magic .
As expected, it was the same type as what I felt at the Holy Ground – that was to say .
“I am… atomic . ”
I released magic regardless of whether it would blow all over .
“This is…”
Mordred was shocked .
The blast brought by Shadow the moment he teleported caused enormous damage to the space .
All pods were destroyed, and a large hole appeared in the space . If Mordred distorted the space to warp back later, it would have been completely swallowed by the magic released by Shadow .
It was like a black hole that could swallow the world . It would take some time to fix the space .
“This guy can use magic to affect space… No, it should be that he deliberately prepared magic powerful enough to destroy the space . ”
Mordred could only think of so .
“That is to say, this guy knew it from the beginning . He knew where this space is, and what this space is for…”
cold sweat started dripping from Mordred’s face .
“The finale is near – the moment of exposing everything is coming . ”
Mordred pondered over Shadow’s words .
“The finale is near” – Yes, that’s why the Order began to take action .
And “the moment of exposing everything” .
He wanted to expose all secrets?
That’s right, Shadow knew it . He had known everything .
“The plan has to be carried out ahead of time . This guy… has known of the existence of [World of Demons] . ”
When Mordred turned around .
Potari . (the sound of blood pattering on the floor)
Something fell on the ground .
“What……?”
It was blood .
Bright red blood spread out on the white floor .
Then Mordred found that he’d lost all feeling in his right arm which was nearly cut off from shoulder, unnaturally hanging .
“Shadow – has such a level of power?”
Mordred stared coldly at the place where Shadow disappeared .
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