The Elemental Sword Demon King
Episode 139: Dragon Blood
"Hey, you're gonna expose your underwear!"
"You need not worry, as dragon servants, we Draconian princesses have no habit of wearing underwear."
"How is that nothing to worry about!"
Indeed, he had heard elementalist princess girls choose not to wear underwear to improve their relationship with their spirits.
"Disregard the resistance, then declare your eternal allegiance to my country."
"To-please stop!"
In line with the sound of fabric friction, in just a second, her skirt would be lifted completely. Then another voice came from a different direction.
"You two! Ha-what unspeakable things are you guys doing?!"
It was none other than Victoria, her shoulders were shaking and her red ponytail hair was blushing with rage. He held the Fire Whip in his hand preparing to attack.
"Me-disgusting, would you think of doing something so immoral and depraved inside the holy Babylonion?!"
"We left you alone for a while and you took the opportunity to do something like that?!"
Eve and Aura also glared at Kaizo angrily.
"No-no, it's not what you think! It's..."
Sighing, Viona quickly broke away from Kaizo by muttering, "Bothers always come in the way."
"Viona?" Kaizo looked at him confused and realized something.
Some time ago, the smoky red glaze that was burning in his pupils had disappeared, replaced by the original black color. In addition, the look on Viona's face showed that something that possessed her had just disappeared.
"I'm sorry, just «Dragon»'s blood on my body seems to have woken up carelessly."
""Dragon's blood"?" This strange word confused Kaizo. However, Victoria's alert ears twitched.
"In that case, let's continue next time. Next time we meet maybe on the battlefield." Viona turned around and quickly marched in military style and left the scene.
Kaizo saw his shadow move further and further away as he turned between the bookshelves.
"Let's talk, you baj*ngan, what are you doing with that woman?" Victoria asked Kaizo coldly.
"I accidentally met him, and we just shared a blank chat about the main event tomorrow, I swear."
"Oh, I see, forget it. Did you find anything about Nyx?"
"No, there's nothing useful. What about you, any findings?" Kaizo replied to the question, then the three women blushed the tomato red.
"We-we didn't find anything!"
"Really! Da-and also, we definitely don't peek at taboo magic books, oh!"
"That-that's..."
At their desperate reaction, Kaizo frowned in confusion.
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It was sunset at the time when the Kaizo group left Babellion.
On the train back, Kaizo asked Victoria, "Hey, remember the «Dragon Blood» that Viona talked about earlier, what is it?"
"About that, I've only heard rumors."
Resting her cheek in his hand, Victoria pondered, "That is a certain kind of constitution. It is said that people with «Dragon Blood» will very rarely be born as princess maiden to serve dragons. Legend has it that when «Dragon Blood» awakens in the body of princess maiden, she will become one with «Naga»."
"Being one with «Naga»?"
(What do those words mean? That's hard to understand.)
However, what she could say for sure was, Viona had clearly become a completely different person. To think that such a noble Dragon Knight would actually become like that. Recalling the gentle touch of his chest made Kaizo's stomach churn.
"Hey, Kaizo. You don't think nonsense, do you?"
"N-no, I don't think I just think that Viona is a tough opponent, that's all."
"In earnest, yes, if it was the chest of the girl, she should have been able to put it in between!"
"North? Between what?"
"A-or, arguably, unless you mean, your size is so large that even the girl won't be able to fit?"
"What?" Confused, Kaizo looked towards Eve and Aura who were sitting across, and for some unknown reason, they were both red-faced in embarrassment.
(Ah come on, it's okay.) Kaizo lowered his body slowly into the carriage seat. Gazing out the window into the scenery, he noticed the sun gradually setting into the hills.
The main competition of the Sword Style Festival, the war, will start tomorrow. It will be a long day, filled with difficult presentations of the Sword Style Festival.
Today was the last day he had so much free time to enjoy with his team-mates.
However, his hand only met with emptiness. He could not feel the slightest bit of pain from the spirit seal on his right hand back then.
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POV: The Nyx
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That sword, all its luster gone, fell for what felt like an eternity through endless darkness. He did not fall asleep, but was unconscious, just silent and silent.
Whether to call this feeling of peace or torment varies from person to person, but to be honest, this additional definition is meaningless.
Silence is silence.
The sword was immersed in the pitch blackness, it was a world without darkness.
"Kaizo's..." Almost all of his strength was gone, all a sword spirit could do was call out his name.
"Kaizo, I'm your sword, so..." The spirit whispered.
And at that moment, from the darkness suddenly shot out a blinding light. The figure that appeared in the light was a naked, pale-skinned, silvery-white-haired girl. He looks like Nyx in human form.
"Who are you?" The sword asked the girl in front of him.
'I am the consciousness of a person, formerly known as «The Demon Killer Sacred Sword».' The silvery-white haired girl replied with her expression blank.
"You are me?"
'Yes. You are me, I am you, and it is complete.'
Hearing his reply, Nyx finally understood the true identity of the girl. He then said, "You're my «body», right?"
'Yes, I am your higher physical presence.' The girl nodded, expressionless.
He was a supreme level sword spirit with incredible strength, the original Demon Slaying Holy Sword. When Nyx had made an incomplete spirit contract with Kaizo, she had split into two individuals.
Perhaps it was because Nyx had lost her power and had almost disappeared so that the circle connecting the two of them could reconnect.
"I chose not to stay any longer."
The girl who looked exactly like Nyx gently extended her right hand to him, and ordered in an expressionless cold voice, 'I order you to immediately destroy the contract with Kirigaya Kaizo, and return to me.'
To him, this was an undeniable request. After all, Nyx's contract with Kaizo was originally an informal event of chance.
Because the Demon Killing Sword Saint had originally not intended to make any contracts with the elementalists.
Even he himself did not know why he had allowed himself to become a contracted spirit for the boy. These conflicting emotions split into «Rune Nyx», this is the origin of the other Nyx.
However, now that the «Gate» contract between Nyx and Kirigaya Kaizo is closed, he can take advantage of this time to recombine the missing «Rune Nyx» section.
Suddenly, he replied, "I-I refused." The Sacred Sword, Nyx, rejected the outstretched hand of the Sacred Sword girl in front of him.
The sword pierced through the surrounding darkness, and directed its tip towards the girl's throat. 'You refused?'
"I don't, I don't want to break my contract with Kaizo."
'You are only a part of me, yet you want to oppose my wishes?'
"I am Kaizo's sword, not yours." Nyx expressed her desire to refuse clearly to the girl.
"I see, it seems, that elementalist has sprouted a seed of self-awareness within you." Once again without expression, said the girl slowly. Her silvery-white hair, which was emitting a dim light in the darkness, was gone.
'But I have to tell you, Nyx. You or I once said, I have no right to be anyone's sword.'
"I don't understand what you mean?"
'Because my own existence is a kind of sin.'
"sin?"
The sword could not understand the meaning of the girl's words because by the time she contracted Kaizo, she had lost most of the memories she had along with her real body.
The now-abandoned Nyx with some incomplete past memory fragments. As well as memories of the short time spent with Kaizo and the others.
'Remember, the sins that you and I have to bear.'
The silvery-white haired girl gently touched the tip of her sword. In an instant, memories flowed like a torrent into Nyx's mind.
'Remember, the incident with the first person to make a contract with me, Sizuan Imuruk.'
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*Connected.....
*Note: This story is fictitious. If there is a similarity in the name of the character, the scene, or the story, it is a mere coincidence and there is no element of intentionality.