Volume 9 Chapter 49 Gun Vs Spear Ii
There is no fear like feeling it on the line drawn on the ground.
Every time Vincent Luger thrusts his spear, a mark of relentless destruction is left behind. The forest now looks as if a straight line has been drawn around Luger.
There is no deviation or dispersion in his attacks. His attack motions are clear, and Luger's movements are predictable.
No matter how invisible and powerful the blow may be, it falls into the easy category of responses.
Yes, it should be manageable.
"Haa... haa..."
Around Kanami, fragments of magic tools are scattered, and she herself is sweating profusely and breathing heavily.
It seems hopeless.
Every defense is useless and easily broken.
Even the magic tools created by pouring knowledge and gathering the essence of technology cannot inflict even a scratch.
"It seems you are quite exhausted."
Luger stood in his original position, glaring at Kanami.
The strongest spear and the strongest shield.
Simple and clear magic showed no signs of breaking.
(Just increasing firepower alone is meaningless...)
No matter the attack, the result was the same. Everything was repelled and blown away.
Simply standing, breathing, and seeing with one's eyes doesn't mean repelling all external stimuli. If everything were repelled, gravity, oxygen, light, and sound wouldn't reach either.
So Luger's magic must be selecting what to repel by himself.
However, tactics like flash bombs or poison gas didn't have much effect either.
Is he judging whether there's danger to his confidence? Or is he just repelling anything other than what's necessary for his own survival?
In any case, it's reckless magic.
But what's most frightening isn't its nature.
"Justice Lance (The Spear of Justice)"
Kanami dodges to the side as the spear flies toward her with a loud sound.
Furthermore, attacks were continuously unleashed there. Even though it's called a spear, the attacks don't fly in a straight line. They're attacks with the width of a tunnel.
It requires considerable speed and distance to dodge them.
After finishing the large-scale forest destruction, Luger stopped the spear.
It's not that he reached his limit.
"I didn't come here to hunt. I wonder if my bag of tricks has run out."
"..."
His stop of the attack was just his mood.
It's absurd, not to mention poisonous, to chase and kill a fleeing rabbit, but to feel bad about it, that's arrogance.
However, that's permissible for Luger.
(What a tremendous magic power he has)
What's truly frightening about fighting Luger is his monstrous amount of magic power.
He can unleash so much magic and yet show no signs of fatigue. He's not just like a demon, he's on par with a Lord.
Even the four heroes are no match for demons in terms of magic power.
So why do the magicians of Earth possess such a great amount of magic power?
"You're curious, aren't you, that I, a human from Earth, have such powerful magic power."
"...Yes, that's right. I wonder what kind of training you had to undergo to acquire such power."
"Training? Well, I have never slackened in my training, but that alone does not grant me this power."
"So it's not just your own power?"
This space called the Bridge to the Universe is a magic of the New World (Try Order). It is possible that he receives magic power supply from there.
"It could be considered my power, but also not."
"I don't feel like solving boring mysteries."
"Most of us 'Guides' are magicians who have served our lord since ancient times. These talented magicians, who could be called sudden mutations, have thickened and reddened their blood over the years."
"...In our world as well, it's a common story."
In the Asteris, it's common for royal and noble families to integrate the blood of talented magicians.
Kanami, being of royal blood, was well aware of such stories.
Luger slowly shook his head.
"Even if the idea itself is ordinary, what matters is how well you can execute it. Magic power, intelligence, physical strength, mental strength. Only those considered superior in every aspect can be welcomed into our Vincent family and receive the best education bestowed upon us by our lord."
"You seem quite confident in your lineage."
Suddenly, Luger's smile behind the helmet could be faintly felt.
"Did you hear that? When it comes to magic power, that's just a fact of history. However, confidence is different."
Luger aimed the tip of his spear directly at Kanami.
He supported it with one hand without any shaking, despite its considerable weight.
"Confidence is believing in oneself. I believe in my lord's ideals without a hint of doubt in my heart. That's why this shield, this spear, will not break. No matter what you do, you're destined to be pierced by this spear someday."
It's delusional.
What she feels from Luger is certainly pure, without a doubt.
But just because it's pure doesn't mean it's beautiful.
Admiring someone and continuing to follow them despite knowing you can never reach them may seem clumsy, ridiculous, and even creepy to onlookers.
――It's different from Eris-sama.
Kanami twisted her mouth in self-mockery.
Hers is devotion in an equal relationship. That's why sometimes she advises, shows the way, and walks together.
Luger just blindly follows the path his lord walked without thinking at all.
"Believe," a convenient word hiding the abandonment of thought.
Kanami understood that well.
Because she used to be like that too.
There's nothing wrong with what Yuusuke does. Yuusuke will surely pave the way.
That's what she thought.
Just like in the battle at Rantenas Fortress and against Larkan.
"Really, what a fool, aren't you..."
She couldn't bring herself to blame her foolishness.
There's nothing left but to be amazed at the foolishness of not realizing the obvious.
Yamamoto Yuusuke is human.
Under that silver armor, he suffers, sheds tears, fails, and continues to face setbacks, just like any other human.
If love is blind, admiration is an illusion.
And since she unconsciously imposes it, it feels even worse.
Kanami has been watching him for the past six months. The real Yamamoto Yuusuke, living life like anyone else.
And for him, there's nothing she wouldn't do.
He lifts his weary head, stands tall, and faces forward with determination.
"I understand now. Your sense of justice excludes anything but your ideals. You won't allow even a hint of doubt — no, you can't tolerate anything outside your self-centeredness."
"Well then, what about it? Justice is all about self-fulfillment, isn't it?"
"I'll shatter that narrow-minded obsession of yours into pieces."
Even if she says it, he won't understand.
So, at least let's directly oppose that belief.
"Tarim, let's use that."
'...That? You mean...'
"Yes, you've made up your mind, haven't you? That, in a sense, can be called your masterpiece."
'It makes me sick.'
In Kanami, her magic power starts spinning rapidly. Through the 'Blood Roll (Blood Pact)' contract with Tarim, her magic power permeates him as if it were a part of himself.
It's an unbelievable story, being one with a demon.
But this magic tool cannot be realized without Tarim's power.
It's a magic tool made possible by facing him head-on and having his power engraved in her soul.
It's the greatest masterpiece that Kanami and Tarim can achieve now.
Black parts are emitted from various parts of the gothic dress and float around, rearranging themselves to create complex magical circuits.
The amount surpasses that of the 'Giant Soldier's Artificial Arm'.
"Equipping"
As Kanami speaks, the parts that had been deployed cover her entire body at once.
A faint sound of the internal structure and parts assembled inside the dress fitting together echoed.
What appeared was a sleek black armor that pushed the limits of functionality. Its smooth yet mechanical appearance clearly felt futuristic, yet also carried a hint of classic vibes.
It was obvious to everyone what it was inspired by.
"Activate—'Black Knight'!"
The armor, as if dyeing the hero 'Silver' black, awakened as violet light ran through it.
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