The Great Sword is not the Main Body!-Chapter 106: Training (3)

1.

Died.

Why? I don't know...

I rushed in with the determination to die, but I didn't know I would really die...

I didn't even feel like I was dying.

Honestly, I didn't even know I was dead.

When Kartia saw that, she teased me and laughed at me, and Sirin gave me advice and laughed bitterly.

My head still hurts from the explosion... Ugh.

Still, um... My head is pretty clear now, maybe because my head exploded.

I think I can calm down a little and fight.

[He rushed in with great energy and died right away. You pathetic bastard.]

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Keep quiet... I'm embarrassed too.

2.

This time, he died because his torso was crushed.

I still don't know why.

In the first place, does it make sense that his torso would be crushed when he was hit by a greatsword...?

Um... When I see the demons who died after being hit by me, I can understand to some extent...

Me... Am I that weak?

[Then, did you think you were strong?]

That's... no, but... I beat Master anyway...

[I'll beat that guy with one hand, Inma.]

...even though I've never seen him before.

4.

I took Shirin's sword once!

I died right away, but...

This time, my stomach feels tight... it hurts...

Kartia is still laughing, and Shirin is giving me advice on why I died.

The main point is to watch until the end and avoid it.

But I can't see it.

Shrin is an idiot.

[Does that mean I should really see it? Well, you can see it with your mind's eye, or with the feeling you're good at. Anyway, this is the problem with things these days.]

Ka, Kartia is an old hag.

9.

I swung Kartia's greatsword, which I could only swing twice, thirteen times!

And then, I fell down and slowly died.

For the first time, I felt like I was dying...

But it wasn't a good feeling.

I was lonely, cold, and sore.

I wonder what Rubia is doing now...

I miss you-

[Hey, are you crying? Are you crying? Keuhahahaha! Crying, crying! You little punk!]

Ah, it really pisses me off...

17.

I heard the name of the greatsword I was holding.

Frey.

They said it was named after their last name.

The spelling is different or something.

The meaning attached to the greatsword was prayer.

A prayer wishing for victory.

...She was quite an emotional grandmother.

[You're really losing, you?]

Ebebe... It's good to be old, Grandma.

45.

The strength required to swing the greatsword has decreased.

Now, it's okay to swing it a hundred times!

Considering that I swung it fifteen times and died, it's a huge improvement!

But I still couldn't cut off Sirin's collar.

[Think and fight, think. Are you trying to change your mind and eat shit? Huh? Where the sword is flying, where it's swinging, what should I do when I see it. Move carefully, one by one, in detail, even your pitiful body.]

You're teaching me so much that I'm not doing it...

[Put your mouth in.. slap, just like that.]

Eopsubneureureureu- slap, that's it...

70.

At that time.

I thought about the feeling of cutting off Sirin's collar.

The feeling of the sword and my body becoming one.

The feeling of my soul, not my body, being swung.

It's like drawing my sword's path in the space itself.

[Oh, you really need to be scolded to come to your senses. It was a pretty good hit for someone so sloppy. But it missed. [Get going, you idiot.]

Just give me some clean praise... Why do you keep mixing in curses...?

[Then swing your sword cleanly. I don't like praising you with curses either.]

...I really hate you.

92.

Ah!! This is really a shame!!

If only the greatsword was a little longer, I could've cut off your collar!!

Ha, shit... I'm almost there.

This is really a shame...

[I gave you some distance on purpose, you idiot. What if you can't tell and just go at me like a horny little shit?]

... Oh, no? It's because I'm good at it.

[Huh, okay. Then try again next time.]

113.

Cartia was right.

I couldn't reach you again after that...

You really gave me some distance.

...Cowardly!

What are you doing? I don't know how to get it. I don't fall asleep. I don't feel like eating.

I don't feel like sleeping.

I miss the feeling of wanting to eat.

I miss the feeling of wanting to sleep.

I thought it would be just fine.

It wasn't like that at all.

391.

Rubia.

I miss you.

442.

I cut off Shirin's arm.

491.

The leg.

598.

Both arms.

672.

Both legs.

711.

Ah.

971.

I.

1006.

What.

1173.

For.

1392.

This.

1552.

I'm doing this?

1660.

Rubia.

1922.

For Rubia.

2195.

Get up from your seat.

2312.

Take up the greatsword.

2501.

A strange expression appeared on Shirin's face.

2842.

I can't hear Kartia's nagging.

3110.

Sword.

Cutting.

The greatsword is the same.

How was I, using the greatsword?

3308.

Countless sword paths are drawn in my head.

Shrin's path and.

My path.

What is the right answer?

3918.

They're all wrong.

No, they're not wrong.

I just don't like it.

4130.

So.

4472.

Again.

I broke everything down.

From the beginning, again, must be built up.

4601.

Drawn.

Only, a path for me.

4819.

Stretched out.

5102.

One step.

5199.

Two steps.

Slowly moved forward.

5398.

And.

5422.

Reached.

6037.

The sound of iron clashing with iron.

The sound of blood drops scattering.

The sound of the scattered drops being cut by the sword once again.

The sound of magic being cut by the sword.

And, again.

The sound of iron clashing with iron.

The murderous intent that Shirin exudes crushes the body.

The sound of the great sword being swung cuts the skin. The sword of Sirin drawn on the kigam is drawn as if it will split the skull.

A tingling sensation - a sensation like scratching the head is pointing upward.

Trusting that sensation, I tried to raise the greatsword upward.

However, I didn't.

If I block it, it will break.

If I let it out, it will be swept away.

There is /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ no way to avoid it.

So.

Let's just die.

Together.

I burst out all the remaining energy in my body and loaded it onto the greatsword.

I twisted my trembling legs forcibly and put my body into the diagonal line.

And then, I scattered everything.

Phuhwaak-!

Sirin's greatsword dug in from my right shoulder to my left pelvis.

The sound of skin tearing.

The sound of bones breaking.

The sound of livers being cut, lungs being ripped out, and internal organs exploding.

The weight in my hand became lighter.

The feeling of relief fades and my body grows cold.

Kartia's nagging sinks into the darkness.

And.

Shirin's head falls on my body rolling on the ground.

For the first time, Sirin died first.

The corners of my mouth went up.

"...Ugh."

As soon as I came to my senses, I stretched my hand into the air and grabbed Frey.

[Good morning.]

Kartia standing in a crooked posture.

"Did you sleep well?"

Shirin was smiling happily.

[Wipe off some spit. Oh, it's embarrassing.]

"Ssup... I, I... How many times did I kill Sirin?"

I wiped the spit from my chin and got up.

[One hundred and twenty-two times.]

"Huh-huh... I killed a lot... a lot."

The empty laughter was carried away by the wind.

[Good?]

“Good...”

[But why do you keep speaking informally to me?]

“You’re my partner... Then... Isn’t it okay to speak informally to me? Uh...?”

This time, Kartia’s laughter filled the wilderness.

[No matter what, you’re still a newbie. I’ve lived 10 years longer than you. As a ghost, I’ve lived about 1000 years longer. Tsk, where’s that brat who hasn’t even dried his face-]

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“If I call you grandma, you’ll get mad again...”

I ignored Kartia, who was babbling beside me, and stretched out his body.

“This is my limit. You know that, don’t you?”

“The limit...?”

How many times have I died?

[About eight thousand times.]

I heard Kartia’s voice, which sounded like he was getting sick of it.

“You cut off my collar. You cut off my arm. You cut off my leg. “I cut the magic, I cut the word. I cut the earth, I cut the sky.”

Sirin put down her greatsword.

“Finally, you killed me.”

She stretched her empty hands into the air.

“I admit it.”

Space was torn, collapsed, and twisted.

“But still, I couldn’t release what was holding you back.”

The hand at the center of chaos slowly clenched.

“It’s the arrangement that is the key to everything, so I can’t help it. But I still feel a little regretful.”

That’s how, when Sirin’s hand was completely clenched.

“This is the last time.”

In her hand was a greatsword that looked exactly like Frey’s.

“Noah. Show me your path.”

She couldn’t discard her stats.

She couldn’t discard her traits.

Her body was collapsing.

Her mind was collapsing.

She was annoyed.

She was angry. I resented it.

I despaired.

I regretted it.

But, I got up.

I didn't fully realize what my sword was.

I didn't fully realize what my path was.

And yet, I moved forward.

Why?

Me, who didn't even have a sense of mission to save the world.

What do you want?

For what?

"Rubia."

I hope Rubia doesn't die.

I hope Rubia dreams of the future.

I hope Rubia doesn't get sick anymore.

I hope Rubia smiles comfortably.

I hope Rubia is happy.

[Now I can look after you, brat.]

He smiled and lifted Frey up.

It was heavy.

Even more than before.

But.

"It's light."

The weight of the sword was, light.

*****

"Whew... It's finally over."

"My body... has definitely become lighter."

Ser, who had jumped up from the bed, looked around.

“Thank you, Rubia.”

“Yes... but... um, since it’s all over, I’m asking. Isn’t it hard for Ser-sama to die like me?”

“That’s right.”

“But why... were you dying?”

No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t understand it.

If I were in that situation, my limbs would be cut off and my body would be crushed, but I would regenerate.

To think that I’m dying with this curse...

“It’s not an ordinary curse, it’s just that. Well, it’s a bit ambiguous to call it a curse-”

Knock-

“...Huh?”

Knock-

“I guess you’re finally here. A week... It took us a long time, but it seems like it took you quite a while, too.”

“Now, wait... Wait a minute. Ser-sama!”

“Yes?”

Knock-!

“Quickly... Get dressed! Quickly!”

“Oh. Now that you mention it.”

“No...! Don’t take it easy! Hurry up!”

“Why are you so anxious? Isn’t this all part of the healing? I think it was an essential process to better feel the flow of divine power.”

Kuuung-!

“No! Shut up and get dressed!”

“Oh my? Lady Rubia. Did you just stop talking?”

“Please... please!”

“Oh. Is that so? Are you going to stop talking now that we’re close? Hmm, but I prefer formal speech. And, like me, Lady Rubia is also undressed. I think it would be better for you to get dressed first-”

Crunch- crunch-

Crunch-!

“Um, the healing is all done... Uh, um... Kartia! Hurry up and cover Noah’s eyes!”

“... Huh? G, why all of a sudden?!”

[What? What the... What the heck! Hey! Hey! Why are you covering up when you’re blind anyway! [Take the greatsword, quickly!]

“Impossible! All of my limbs hurt right now! Noah! Hands from the greatsword... Ah.”

Squeak- squeak-

“Rubia?”

“...Huh?”

“What are you doing?”

“...Chi, healing.”

“Take everything off?”

“No, Noah. This is... uh, it can’t be helped. Do you trust me? Seriously, nothing-”

Crack- crack-

“Wow... Noah-sama seems to have gotten a lot stronger. I just unleashed my magic, but the barrier that Shirin-sama worked so hard to create is cracking. You’ve definitely gotten stronger. You still seem weaker than me, though. Hehe.”

[Sigh, f*ck... This is fucked up.]