I Became the Strongest With The Failure Frame【Abnormal State Skill】As I Devastated Everything Chapter 400 - Leopard Warrior

Chapter 400 - Leopard Warrior

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Heading toward the direction of the castle, I raced through the labyrinth.

(……Still haven’t encountered anyone.)

I’ve covered a fair amount of distance.

But so far, I haven’t been able to meet up with any allies.

(I hope someone has already met with Munin, the key to this battle.)

Those who entered close to Munin’s turn.

Takao Sisters and Ayaka Sogou.

Touka, Seras……

The walls of the labyrinth absorbed sound.

However, it doesn’t mean it makes the place completely soundless.

Likely due to my exceptional hearing, I could make out faint sounds.

Others might barely catch any sound even if they strained to listen———–

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For a moment, I felt as if time had stopped.

A blanketing shock, enough to make me feel such an illusion.

And then——– a crus.h.i.+ng pressure pressed down on me.

I had been carefully trying to mask my own footsteps.

Focusing intently on the sounds and presence around me———– or so I thought.

And yet, “it” was there, giving off no sense of presence.

(He’s not someone I could defeat on my own. Still……)

———–Something feels strange.

The sword and s.h.i.+eld that Ars held.

They seemed slightly smaller than I’d expect for his build.

(That sword and s.h.i.+eld…… Where have I seen them before……? Oh, right…… I saw them while waiting for teleportation———–)

[———————–]

It was the s.h.i.+eld that caught my attention, leaving a strong impression.

I recalled the original owner.

(If I’m not mistaken———–)

Those should be weapons of one of Faraway Country’s Four Warlights.

(That lamia’s……)

That said, before I encountered him earlier, he had been completely silent.

So, if he were to appear out of nowhere, it wouldn’t be strange———

[Mngh.]

I sensed a different presence.

Turning a corner, two Sacraments appeared ahead of me.

I kept my speed, drawing my two katanas, and as I pa.s.sed by, I cleaved them both in an instant.

These two katanas had been handed to me by Gio Shadowblade before teleporting.

These had apparently come from a sealed room in their country.

(These katanas…… They feel so natural in my hands. And what’s surprising is their sharpness……)

But even though I easily took down the Sacraments, I couldn’t get too confident.

I didn’t have an outstanding special ability like Touka.

The eerie part is how he had no presence until he “showed himself”.

It’s as if he’s…… impossible to track.

(Can I even escape him?)

From a monster like this?

And, right now———–

(At this distance———–!)

I don’t have time to dodge or retreat.

I raised the katana in my right hand to block Ars’ sword.

With the other katana, I focused on his neck.

Ars raised his s.h.i.+eld, protecting his neck.

But instead of going for his guarded neck, I aimed my blade at the exposed area near his heart————-

Using experience-based intuition.

And the instincts of a beast.

It’s the same as when I fought Itsuki Takao.

My experience sparring with her sharpened my evasion, allowing me to avoid the blow.

The blade whips that Ars swung alongside his sword didn’t reach me.

(I can take this as the maximum range of the blade whips…… though it’s possible he intentionally wants me to think that they had such a range as a deception. However, if he didn’t “go for the kill” in that attack, it should mean that’s unlikely, right?)

Ars stopped his movement.

After his attack, he remained at an angle toward me, his body slightly forward.

Yet, his fighting spirit was only growing stronger.

(Alright, what’s my next move……)

It’s a delicate distance to make a move, and I don’t have an opening.

One wrong decision here could be fatal.

[ ” ……You’re good. I like fighting strong people. That’s why———- ” ]

Ars lowered his body, taking up a fighting stance.

[ ” Do it with me more. ” ]

With a weighty step……

Fwoos.h.!.+

Ars lunged forward.

A straightforward charge.

So straightforward that its simplicity makes me wary.

Sword and s.h.i.+eld.

Two blade whips.

I track his movements, looking for an opportunity to retreat, while handling each strike with my two katanas.

[ ” ……Hehh? You actually dislike fighting? Even though you’re strong? ” ]

His words almost sounded like they were directed toward “me”, as if he were genuinely trying to talk.

Though slightly distorted, his voice had the resonance of a young man.

His head is completely covered by a white helmet.

So, his face, his expressions———- they’re hidden.

Through the dark cross-shaped opening on the front, his golden eyes gleam.

Of course, his mouth isn’t visible.

That must be why……

Even when he speaks, it doesn’t feel like he’s “talking”.

Yes——– it’s more like……

Those were voices from beyond the depths of darkness———– a remnant echo from the dead.

[——————]

I deftly wield both katanas, parrying his strikes.

In the midst of our deadly exchange, I think.

(This man…… He enjoys fighting.)

If there were any mutual understanding between us———- Ars had told me this.

I apparently dislike fighting.

Mulling upon those words, a question stirs within me.

I carry a certain pride as a warrior.

I understand the value and meaning of possessing the strength to fight.

It’s true that fighting has shaped who I am.

Because I, Eve Speed, believe that’s a worthy endeavor.

And———

(There’s no point if only Liz and I can find peace.)

Takao Sisters.

Pigimaru, Slei.

Seras…… and Touka.

They too, most likely, feel the same.

None of them truly revels in battle.

Thus……

(I also want them to grasp peace with their own hands…… to free them from this endless fighting. For this reason———— I’ve taken up my sword once more.)

The same goes for Erika.

The Dark Elf’s own struggle is still far from over.

Before I left, I spoke with Erika.

“You still don’t smile huh. One would think that while living day-to-day, a smile might escape here or there, but I’ve never seen you do that.”

“I’ve decided I’ll only smile from the heart when Vysis has been defeated. When I feel myself almost smiling…… something inside just stops it without me realizing.”

“So, instead of a smile, you say “How laughable” instead.”

“……I thought perhaps I’d never truly smile again———- How strange…… Now I feel like, perhaps, there might be a day I can smile once more…… Yes, I truly think so.”

Erika Anarveil.

(I want to bring peace to her as well…… Bring her the days when she can smile from her heart.)

Blocking his attack with my katanas, I raised my voice.

[Divine Servant of Alion’s G.o.ddess———– Are you so starved for battle!? Very well! If that’s what you seek, then I will stand as your opponent to your heart’s content! Come, face me!]

Following my words, a feral roar.

A raw, primal sound, as though unleas.h.i.+ng my very beast within.

My fury was so intense, it almost seemed to vibrate the air itself.

Just after my shout——— Ars spoke.

[ ” Haha…… Hahaha! Hahahaha! That’s it! That’s more like it……! It’s just as Vysis said! My very existence likely———— only has meaning within battle itself! ” ]

————Pfoosh—————

At that moment, from Ars’ left chest———— right over his heart.

A blade had been pierced.

[ ” Guuaaaahhhhhh———–!? ” ]

The one who thrust the long blade into the back of the Divine Servant————

[That shout of yours…… was to get his focus entirely on you and make my ambush a success huh?]

……was the black-furred Leopardkin Warrior, Gio Shadowblade.

With an annoyed snort, Gio turned to Ars.

[Looking at this guy’s outfit…… this must be the Divine Servant called Ars huh. From what I’ve heard about him though———— He wouldn’t be done for with that, right?]