The Elemental Sword Demon King
Episode 23: The Biggest Decision
The girl, Victoria Blade, whom Kaizo knew was a great elementalist, had a calm judgment and tactical insight at least in combat.
However, he had lost sight of her now. Her feelings for her sister, Monica Lionstein, caused her to lose her calm judgment.
His anger towards his sister, who betrayed him. However, his overwhelming love caused a large amount of conflict to mix and it turned into a desire for great power.
"How tenacious! Be mine!"
The whip of fire danced beautifully. The red ponytail dances on a dark night. It was the hallmark of an elementalist, his own sword style technique, the Victoria Blade.
"Beautiful...." Her thought. Although at such a time, Kaizo for a moment was fascinated by the appearance and forgot everything.
It was the same as that time. It was then when he fought the raging sword spirit alone. Kaizo calmly clenched his fists and turned back.
"Eve, Aura, I'll entrust the rest to you."
"W-What, are you an idiot!?"
"Are you an idiot!?"
Both of them shouted at the same time. Ears roaring.
"Ah, I'm an idiot. Really an idiot."
If Aidenwyth was here, he would endlessly pour out harsh words. In order to take back the lost valuables, he had been living with lifeless eyes for the past three years. However, he carelessly gave his life for such a thing.
"I am his contracted spirit."
"Therefore I must help her, that tomboyish hellish Salamander girl."
"Wait, Kirigaya Kaizo!"
Kaizo brushes out Eve's hand, planning to stop her and starts running. The red flames danced with the demon spirits in the Victoria Fire Whip.
(There is no point in the glorious fire being extinguished. I don't want him dead. After all, she was a normal girl, full of arrogance, and an angry person.)
(Putting in front of the strong, easily lonely, really good. I love canned food and romantic stories. Just a princess found anywhere.)
The demon spirits roared. It unleashed a shockwave that flew through the forest, and Victoria was thrown to the ground.
"Victoria!"
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POV: The Victoria Blade
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"A, uh...." Victoria was thrown to the ground and curled up.
The strange demon spirit made a creaking sound with its huge jaws, like it was laughing.
He planned to escape, but his legs shivered and did not move. It is the effect of fear. As he fought, his senses became paralyzed.
"You're not scary, so be my servant!"
The demon spirit, floating in midair, had no reason to even respond to the ridicule, but he laughed out loud.
Victoria's body shook and spontaneously, she closed her eyes. The root of the tooth does not bite at the same time. Towards a stranger, instinctive fear bound his body.
At that moment. The Fire Whip in Victoria's hand suddenly disappeared. Instead of canceling the release of his elemental aero, Salamander defied Victoria's wishes and voluntarily returned to the form of Hell's Salamander.
"Salamander!? Why?" Victoria muttered in a blurred voice.
(Did I end up being abandoned even by my contracted spirit?)
However, the Hell Salamander, who was clad in flames gently growled and kicked the ground and flew away. At that moment, Victoria finally understood.
"Flame!" He shed tears while shouting.
"No, Salamander!" Victoria's screams echoed.
The salamander did not stop. It bared its ferocious fangs and invaded the demon spirit. It was a hot red flame that even melted steel so easily.
However, it was ineffective against demonic spirits. In an instant, the demon spirit teeth mercilessly bit and destroyed Salamander's body. He screams in pain. The fire spirit that was bitten and crushed, disappeared in the sky like a meandering whirlpool.
"Ah, scar, let it...."
Victoria, as if all the strength of her body had left her, sank to the floor there. Following that reason, he knew that he had to flee.
It was the last chance that Salamander made for him. Despite that, his legs trembled bit by bit. He can't even stand. Deep despair paralyzed Victoria's entire body.
(Because of me, Salamander.).
In the empty eyes, where the flame disappeared, tears overflowed.
(I'm stupid. Kaizo stopped me, but despite not being able to win, I jumped alone.)
He's defeated. His contracted spirit, which was as precious to him as family, was also gone. While the demon spirit made a chattering sound, it slowly descended. The evil tooth that just ate and tore the Salamander.
"No!"
Tears ran down his cheeks. A stiff voice came out from within his throat, "Save me, save me, Brother!" He closed his eyes in despair and at that moment.
"Victoria!" A voice made him open his eyes with little hope.
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"Ooooooooooooo!" While making his battle cry, Kaizo rushed towards the demon spirit. The spirit seal, engraved on his right hand, emitted a bluish-white light.
*ᛒ ᛖᛚ ᛖᛟ ᛈ ᚢ ᚦ ᚨ ᚱᚲ ᚹ ᚺ ᚾ ᛁ ᛃ ᛇ ᛈ ᛉ ᛋ ᛏ ᛒ ᛖ ᛚ ᛜ ᛞ ᛟ ᛗ ᛚᛜ ᛞ ᛟ*
"The Heartless Steel Queen, the holy sword that destroys evil!"
*ᛋ ᛏ ᛒ ᛖ ᛒ ᛖᛚᛋ ᛏ ᛟ ᛈ ᛋ ᛏᛒ ᚾ ᛁ ᛃ ᛇ ᛈ ᛉ ᛋ ᛏ ᛒ ᛖ ᛚ ᛜ ᛞ ᛟ ᛗ ᛚᛜ ᛒ ᛖᛚᛞ*
"Now form a steel sword and become the power in my hands!"
While running with a splash of mud, he recited the summoning. In his palm, particles of light were born and turned into the shape of a silver sword.
However, it's not good like this. Against a demon spirit that lowered the Salamander spirit level in a single blow, the short sword could not be effective.
(I beg you, lend me your strength, you stubborn spirit! Come on, I know you have more power than that!)
The wound on his left hand was very painful. Once again, the open road with contracted spirits is closed. However, without caring about it, Kaizo continued to pour divine power into the spirit seal in his right hand.
It was an intense overload. A burning pain spread across the nerves of his arm.
(Sorry, Alicia. What I need now is not you.)
What he needs is not the past. It was the power to protect him here and now. From the spirit seal on his left hand, a fierce flash of lightning surged. The sensation from three years ago was resurrected.
Every time he kicked the ground to speed up, the sensation of his entire body sharpened. Only the movements of those demon spirits were visible as slow movements.
(Remember, that feeling! The sensation of sword style, where you dance with your best friend, the spirit of darkness.)
(I.).
Kaizo kicked the ground and jumped high.
(I'm the Strongest Sword Style Holder, Rei Assar!)
At that moment, a glaring glint was born in his palm. From the spirit seal on his right hand, a large amount of holy power came out.
The path to the sealed sword spirit was connected. In the next moment, in Kaizo's hand, he grasped a huge sword. It was too big to be used by a normal person, the Demon Killing Sword.
"Go, your jaw is too big."
The swing of the steel lump cut the jaws of the demon spirit in half.
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The rain that began to fall soaked Victoria's back. His red ponytail withered and clung tightly to his bare skin.
"Victoria...." Kaizo called out to his back, which was curled up on the ground.
"That's good you're safe."
"That's no good." Victoria muttered with a trembling voice.
"I, because of me, Salamander...."
He turned around and from his red pupils, a drop of tears came out. "You...."
"You're late, you idiot! Even though it's my contracted spirit."
"Ah. My fault." Kaizo awkwardly threw away his face.
"Why?"
"Eh?"
"You have such great power but, in the beginning, why?" Victoria firmly grabbed Kaizo's uniform collar.
He weakly let go of her hand, "No. It's because I'm weak." He let out a defeated voice.
"That's because I'm weak, I can't protect Salamander. It's because I'm weak,"
(I can't stop my brother!)
"If I have more, more power, like that...." When it was raining, Victoria repeated it with a blank expression.
"Oi, calm yourself!" Kaizo grabbed Victoria's shoulder.
(Eh?)
Body's tilted. His field of vision was getting darker. His consciousness suddenly went far away. It seemed that the attacks from the previous elemental aero had completely exhausted its divine power.
(Damn, what a greed, this spirit!) While cursing in his mind, Kaizo lost consciousness.
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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.