Volume 6
Chapter 1
In a dark, endless lakeside. By the shore of a vast lake filled with faintly glowing water, a boy and a colossal dragon were locked in battle.
"Kuh!!"
The colossal dragon,
like a mountain, slammed its foreleg down, sending up bedrock with water, and a
shockwave running across the ground assaulted the boy. The boy leaped far
backward to avoid the force of the incoming shockwave. The attacking shockwave
blew the boy's body away like a twig. The boy, Nozomu Bountis, was slammed
against the ground repeatedly, but each time he took a defensive fall,
minimizing the burden on his body. Despite being a formidable warrior, and
despite being sent flying with enough force to cause severe injury, Nozomu
instead used the momentum of being slammed to the ground to spring up,
regaining his posture almost unscathed. However, he had created a considerable
distance from his opponent.
Nozomu's only weapon
was a single katana in his hand. For Nozomu, who had no effective long-range
attack methods, there was no chance of winning a battle at this distance.
Moreover, against the colossal dragon before him, Tiamat, even if he could
close the distance, finding a chance to win was like finding a grain of gold
dust on a sandy beach.
The first time he
fought Tiamat, Nozomu was no threat to it, no more than an ant crawling on the
ground. But because of that, it was careless, and there were openings to
exploit. However, the Tiamat Nozomu was fighting now showed not a shred of
carelessness. Its scales, which he should have been able to wound with Phantom
Void, effortlessly repelled Nozomu's ki techniques, showing no sign of even a
scratch. In his vision, clusters of orbs of light, large enough to cover the
sky, were also reflected.
"This...!"
"Guaaaaaa!!"
With Tiamat's roar,
the clusters of light it created with spirit magic rained down on Nozomu all at
once. Clusters of light approaching without gaps, like moving castle walls.
Faced with this sight, an ordinary human would despair at the immeasurable
difference in power with their opponent, give up resistance, and become dazed.
And then, they would simply accept their death.
"I won't... be
killed!!"
However, Nozomu did
not give up resisting. This lakeside. Nozomu's fierce struggle with Tiamat in
his spiritual world. If he gave up and succumbed to the colossal dragon before
him, Nozomu's body would undoubtedly vanish, and Tiamat would resurrect in the
real world. If that happened, the scenes he had seen repeatedly in his
nightmares would become reality. The people who had accepted him, even though
he couldn't tell them anything and could only turn away, would become voiceless
corpses. Nozomu simply couldn't accept that. That's why he continued to resist.
Nozomu judged that it
was impossible to completely avoid the light orbs raining down on him like a
sudden shower. However, continuing the battle at this distance would only
needlessly consume time and his stamina. Nozomu concentrated ki into both his
legs. His ability suppression was already released when the battle with the
colossal dragon began. He activated Flash Step, crushing the ground with both
his ki-enhanced legs. Nozomu's body, accelerated in an instant, sped towards
Tiamat like a crossbow bolt.
"Ooooooh!"
Nozomu, with the
stretched scenery around him at the edge of his vision, focused his awareness
on the approaching light orbs. The world was filled with gray for a moment, and
all the images before him began to play out slowly. Under extreme concentration,
in a sensation where time felt stretched manifold, Nozomu swung the katana and
sheath he held in both hands. He sliced through and deflected the attacking
light orbs. Several minutes had passed since he unleashed his ability
suppression. His limit was already near. Each step he took, his body felt like
it was about to collapse, and his swinging arms felt like they were about to
tear off. His entire body was screaming.
Yet, Tiamat's light
clusters couldn't be completely intercepted. The light orbs slipped past
Nozomu's swinging katana and sheath, piercing his body. A piercing pain shot
through his entire body, and Nozomu's movements dulled slightly. As if waiting
for that moment, Tiamat opened its maw. The converging light of chaos. A
gigantic flame projectile so massive that the Corpse Dragon's light projectile
seemed like a candle flame in comparison.
"Kuh!!"
Nozomu still hadn't
broken through the rain of falling light orbs. In the meantime, the black
flames gathering in Tiamat's mouth gradually grew larger, striking Nozomu with
an oppressive sensation that made even despair feel lukewarm.
"Guaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!"
A colossal flame,
powerful enough to obliterate Arcazam with a single strike, was unleashed at
the single boy. Nozomu, his body riddled with holes, somehow broke through the
rain of light orbs, but the colossal flame of chaos was already upon him.
"This...!"
There was no time left
to dodge. Defense was meaningless. Then... he had to cut through it! Nozomu
desperately supported his collapsing body, activated Flash Step again, and
charged into the colossal flame. At the same time, he unleashed all the power
within himself that he had kept suppressed even after releasing his ability
suppression. Power identical to Tiamat's enveloped his body, converging into
the katana he held. His heart pounded rapidly. Blood surged through his body
like a raging river. It gathered in the capillaries of his eyes, dyeing his
vision crimson. Since Nozomu had no more reserves, this would be his final
strike. Even if he could cut through this breath, it didn't mean he had
defeated Tiamat. But even so, he didn't want to turn his back. He raised his
katana and swung it down, with the thought of striking everything he had into
it.
"Ooooooooooooooooooh!!"
The colossal flame of
chaos collided with the five-colored, shining slash. However, Nozomu's slash
couldn't cut through the colossal flame, and the gigantic mass of flame
swallowed Nozomu's blade as if it were a bottomless swamp. Feeling an intense flash
of light throughout his body, Nozomu's vision was painted completely white.
"Kuh!!"
Nozomu bit his lip at
the insurmountable difference in power, yet he glared at the approaching
chaotic flames without averting his eyes. At that moment, something inexplicable
happened. Ripples spread across Nozomu's vision, as if a stone had been thrown
into water.
"Eh...?"
The spreading ripples
echoed and resonated, filling Nozomu's vision, and along with them, the
approaching chaotic flames and the figure of the colossal dragon blurred and
vanished.
***
"Hm..."
Slowly, consciousness
awakened. Nozomu looked around again and touched his body, confirming that he
was indeed in his own room in the dormitory, and his body was his own, given to
him by his parents seventeen years ago.
"...I made it
back, huh."
Dazed, yet muttering
to himself, Nozomu felt relieved that he had returned as himself. The sunlight
streaming through the window grew stronger each day, and the season was
gradually shifting from spring to early summer.
Nozomu got out of bed,
washed his face, and began to get ready. He put on his white-based uniform and
picked up his bag containing his tools. He warmed up the leftover soup from
yesterday, transferred it to a bowl, added some black bread, and stirred it
lightly. As he savored the warm scent of the soup and the fragrant aroma of
lightly toasted bread with his nose and tongue, Nozomu's thoughts drifted to
the dream he had just seen.
"So, the interval
is still three to five days, huh..."
Since the battle in
the suburban forest, Tiamat had appeared in Nozomu's dreams every few days,
challenging him in battle to break his mind. Naturally, Nozomu resisted, but
the opponent was simply too powerful for it to be a proper fight.
"I lost in that
world, but I still don't clearly understand why I'm able to return...
Kuh!"
Nozomu grimaced
slightly at the pain running through his head. How many times had he already
been killed in his dreams, he wondered? Why he wasn't being taken over by
Tiamat and was able to return to the real world, Nozomu didn't know the reason.
However, he couldn't stop resisting. While he didn't know the reason for his
return from the spiritual world, a bad premonition still swirled in the depths
of Nozomu's chest. At the very least, a premonition that if he gave up,
"that guy" would replace him at that very moment.
Aware of the anxiety
lingering in his chest, Nozomu slowly finished his meal. After eating breakfast
and clearing the dishes, Nozomu looked at the three katanas placed on his desk.
The morning sun shining through the window gently, yet somehow powerfully,
illuminated the sheathed katanas. Nozomu slowly stroked the hilt of each
katana. Of the three katanas, two had already served their purpose as blades.
Their blades were already shattered, leaving only fragments of the blade and
hilt. However, these katanas were a greater emotional support to Nozomu than
anything else.
The first katana
Nozomu stroked was the one he first received from his master. It was shattered
in exchange for him overcoming his master's hellish training alongside her and
for him getting a chance to re-examine himself. The next katana Nozomu stroked
was the one he had been wearing at his hip until just a few weeks ago. His own
self, who kept procrastinating even after receiving his master's feelings and
realizing his own escapism. That katana was proof that he had finally taken a
step forward, and it was a katana that could be called his benefactor, having
protected his place of return. And finally, the katana he touched was the
precious katana his master had cherished for many years, her very other half.
Until now, he had been hesitant to wear it at his hip due to a lack of courage.
The problems Nozomu faced were still mostly unresolved. Tiamat, Lisa, that Corpse
Dragon. He himself had a premonition that something else bad was still going to
happen.
"But, even amidst
all that, it's not like I can't do anything..."
Nevertheless, even
though Nozomu felt the darkness festering in his chest, his mind's eye calmly observed
his current self, who was feeling anxious. It was a sensation like looking down
on himself from the sky. In that forest, he had been able to convey his
feelings to Irisdina and the others. At that time, he had temporarily entrusted
the burden he was carrying to his friends, but as a result, it had instilled
calmness in Nozomu's heart and reignited his will to move forward.
While acknowledging
his anxious heart and his ability to calmly observe it, Nozomu firmly gripped
the katana he had only been touching. In the palm holding the katana, he felt
not only the sunlight, but also a warm heat. There was anxiety. A dark shadow
still remained in his heart. Still, he could move forward now. Even if it was
step by step, slowly.
"...Alright,
let's go!"
Nozomu opened the room
door with a loud voice from his gut and stepped into a new day.
***
After leaving the
dormitory, Nozomu headed to the outskirts of the city.
Nozomu's wounds from
the battle in the forest had healed, and Irisdina and the others had resumed
their training in this place several days ago.
"Hah!"
"Oh!"
Now, Irisdina and Mars
were clashing their blades. The two fought in a field overgrown with weeds.
Mars's greatsword swung down, approaching Irisdina's flank, but she quickly
leaped backward, parrying the greatsword's trajectory with her rapier. However,
Mars immediately pressed his attack. He wreathed his greatsword in wind blades
with the ki technique "Dust Wind Blade" and charged at Irisdina with
Flash Step. Irisdina, in response, formed five magic bullets with Instant
Deployment and fired them at Mars. Black magic bullets, tearing through the
air, approached Mars. Mars's greatsword was not originally something that could
be swung quickly, and it took time. Mars, thinking that her purpose in firing a
large number of magic bullets was to buy time, charged towards Irisdina,
holding his greatsword like a shield in front of him. Thanks to the Instant
Deployment ability, Irisdina didn't need the usual formations or chants
required for magic activation. Moreover, she was excellent not only at offense
but also at restraint and defense magic. The more time he gave her, the more
she would suppress him with various magics, and he would be at a disadvantage.
This was a clear truth. Irisdina's magic bullets struck his raised greatsword,
and an impact ran through Mars's arm. Furthermore, impacts assaulted the same
spot in quick succession, and Mars almost fumbled his greatsword. Mars somehow
gripped his greatsword again and raised it in front of him, but his feet were
completely stopped.
"Seriously, this
isn't the power of magic bullets unleashed as an afterthought."
Mars sighed at the
power of the magic bullets colliding with his greatsword. The power of magic
activated by Instant Deployment depended on how accurately the caster could
visualize the spell formula. Furthermore, she accurately struck the same spot
on Mars's raised greatsword with multiple magic bullets. For that reason alone,
Mars realized how high her magic skill and control were.
"...Irisdina
really is amazing, after all. But even Irisdina said that using that combined
technique is difficult..."
When Mars first talked
about his combined ki and magic technique, Irisdina also mentioned its
difficulty. A combined technique that was difficult even for someone of her
skill. As for Nozomu's Phantom Void, how astonishing was it that he could
refine ki blades to that extent without stagnation under the extreme tension of
real combat? Mars glanced at Nozomu and saw him talking about something,
holding Feo's throwing knife in one hand. Another impact ran through Mars's
arm. "What are you looking away for?" Mars admonished himself and
refocused on the battle before him. He watched the wind blades wrapped around
his sword tear through the black magic power, scattering it into the air, and
then Mars refocused on Irisdina's movements visible beyond the magic essence.
"I can't use that
combined technique now. I'm lacking in everything..."
The mistakes he made
during the special comprehensive exercise resurfaced in Mars's mind. Control
over magic and ki techniques, self-control to calmly grasp his own body even in
difficult situations. He lacked all of these now.
"But I have no
intention of leaving it at that..."
Mars quietly told
himself, then surged with ki and slammed it into his greatsword. The wind
blades swirling around his greatsword gained momentum, and the wind swirling
around him raged.
"Then, I have no
choice but to do what I can do now..."
Nozomu didn't reach
the realm where he could form those ki blades in one leap. He reached that
level because he had spent years literally undergoing hellish training, on the
verge of death. He himself didn't seem to be fully aware of that now, but if he
couldn't reach it in one leap, he had no choice but to advance little by
little. Thinking that, Mars unleashed the intensified wind blades forward. The
ki technique "Rending Dust Hammer" deeply gouged the ground and
charged towards Irisdina.
"As expected,
that's what you'd do."
However, Irisdina had
anticipated that. She already held a dark-colored throwing spear in her hand.
"Hah!" With
a battle cry, Irisdina hurled the spear in her hand at the approaching Rending
Dust Hammer. The "Abyssal Javelin," flying as it sliced through the
wind, collided head-on with the Rending Dust Hammer and exploded. It scattered
blast winds and dust, releasing all the power it held. Irisdina lost sight of
Mars in the swirling dust, but she immediately created multiple magic bullets
in the air to be ready to respond. In long-range combat, she had the advantage
due to her abundant magic and high magical power, so Mars would likely try to
engage in close combat. Irisdina watched the dust cloud intently, trying not to
miss even the slightest anomaly, while moderately relaxing her body and bracing
herself to respond to anything.
"............"
For a brief moment,
silence dominated the surroundings. It was only a few seconds, but due to their
intense concentration, it felt like several minutes. And then, the situation
suddenly changed. A thud! sounded around them, and something charged towards
her, tearing through the dust as if pushing it away.
"Hah!"
Irisdina immediately
fired the prepared magic bullets at the charging object. Since he had unleashed
the wind he had enveloped his greatsword with, Mars had no long-range attack
methods left. The speeding magic bullets approached Mars, aiming to strike him
down... or so she thought.
"What!?"
The magic bullets
struck and exploded. But Mars was not there. What was speeding towards Irisdina
was a mass of wind carrying the aura of magical power. In her eyes, beyond the
cleared dust, Mars was seen thrusting his left arm forward. When they could no longer
see each other through the dust, Mars immediately dispelled all the ki
techniques he had been using, and while raising his magical power and chanting,
he fired not a ki technique but a magic spell at Irisdina. The magic he fired
was "Rushing Wind Mass." Irisdina mistook the wind mass, which had
traveled the same path as Rending Dust Hammer, for Mars, and had fired all her
prepared magic bullets. Mars immediately heightened his ki throughout his body,
slammed it into his greatsword, and activated Rending Dust Hammer and Flash
Step, enveloping his sword in wind blades.
"Ooooooooh!!"
Mars, using Flash Step
and the release of wind blades as propulsion, instantly closed in on Irisdina.
"Kuh!!"
However, Irisdina was
not to be outdone. Before Mars's blade could catch her body, she quickly
layered multiple body-strengthening spells. Furthermore, as her rapier was
insufficient to block Mars's full-power slash, she also channeled magical power
into her weapon. The high-pitched clash of the greatsword and rapier echoed
around them. The next moment, Mars's fierce sword wind and Irisdina's dancing
sword dance collided.
***
Meanwhile, Nozomu and
the others watched Mars and Irisdina clash from a short distance away.
"Hoho~. Those two
are amazing, after all. Irisdina-san, of course, but Mars is incredible too,
keeping up with her movements!"
Mimuru praised Mars
and the others fighting before them in a carefree tone. Indeed, Irisdina's
elegant movements were splendid, but Mars was not to be outdone. He disrupted
the surrounding air with the momentum of his greatsword swings and the Dust
Wind Blades wreathed around his blade, hardly allowing Irisdina's rapier to get
close. Occasionally, Irisdina's rapier would slip through the gaps in his
slashes and attack, but Mars would skillfully parry them by shifting his body
or deflecting with his gauntlet.
"But Mars is
fighting quite calmly. The old him would have been all offense and been swept
off his feet by the black-haired princess immediately..."
Feo muttered, admiring
Mars's movements. Indeed, as he said, Mars's focus had always been too tilted
towards offense, which often worked against him when facing calm and collected
opponents like Irisdina and Feo. The momentum he gained when on the offensive
was unmatched by other students, but once his feet were stopped, he would be
completely suppressed, revealing his fragility. Of course, few people in the
third year could suppress Mars, who had such inherent strength. However,
conversely, some people could. Irisdina and Feo were among those few students.
But the current Mars,
while certainly leaning towards offense, no longer gave off an aura of being
out of control like before. The likely catalysts were Mars's own rampage during
the special comprehensive exercise and the subsequent series of events. That
incident was indeed a continuous tightrope walk, but that experience was
certainly etched into his mind and body.
"By the way, what
have you been doing, Nozomu-kun?"
Tom, who was next to
Mimuru, spoke to Nozomu. His gaze followed Nozomu, who was holding Feo's
throwing knife and examining it from various angles.
"Oh, I was just
wondering if I could carry a throwing knife of this size. You see, I hardly
have any long-range attacks."
Tom, who had been
tilting his head at Nozomu's words, nodded as if he had realized something.
"Ah, come to
think of it, Nozomu-kun can barely use magic, right?"
"Not barely, I
can't use it at all. I don't even have enough magical power to cast beginner
spells, so I can't do anything in long-range combat..."
Nozomu's magical power
was almost nonexistent due to the effects of his ability suppression. He
couldn't even cast beginner spells and could do almost nothing in practical
magic classes. For Nozomu, who had mostly acted alone until now and could only
find a way through close combat, his greatest weakness was wide-area attacks
from a distance. He couldn't use defensive magic, and his ki was low, so the
number of uses of long-range attacks like Phantom Void was limited. Naturally,
extremely ki-consuming techniques like Annihilation Light Impact were
completely forbidden. For Nozomu, throwing knives, which didn't consume ki and
could attack from some distance, met sufficient conditions to be an option in
combat.
"That being said,
they're bulky to carry, and these types of weapons are basically disposable, so
I'm only considering them as an option. After all, the weapon I trust the most
is this."
Nozomu smiled wryly
and patted the hilt of the katana at his hip. Even if he could use any powerful
magic, no matter how powerful a weapon he obtained, what Nozomu entrusted his
life to was the katana at his hip and the katana techniques he inherited from
his master. Other options were merely stepping stones to increase his available
moves and to make the most of his preferred katana techniques.
"That being said,
I think there will definitely be situations where methods other than katana
techniques are absolutely necessary."
Nozomu knew very well
that neglecting those preparations could lead not only to defeat but also to
his life being in danger. He learned that the hard way while being chased by
magical beasts in the forest. That's why he had set traps in the forest, among
other things.
"Then, shall I
teach you about throwing knives?"
"Is that okay?"
"Yeah, it's not
like it'll cost me anything."
Feo asked Nozomu if he
wanted to be taught throwing knife techniques. He didn't seem to mind teaching
them.
"What you'll lose
is mainly the contents of your wallet, though..."
"Shut up!"
Feo retorted
desperately to Shina's teasing from the side. His eyes seemed strangely watery.
It seemed his financial difficulties hadn't improved yet. Looking closely, even
the usually lustrous golden fur of his tail seemed a bit dull now.
Just then, Irisdina
and Mars, who had been sparring a distance away, came to Nozomu and the others.
It seemed their match had concluded.
"Hmm. As
expected, switching between magic and ki techniques still needs work. I need to
make it faster and more precise."
"Mars-kun's
observation is good, I think. Improving your magic's precision is essential to
mastering your combined technique. The rest is just practice."
It seemed the mock
battle had ended in Irisdina's victory. From the flow of the conversation, it
seemed Mars had struggled with switching between ki techniques and magic, and
that opening was exploited.
"So, what are you
all talking about?"
"I was thinking
of asking Feo to teach me a bit about throwing knives. Please, just the basics
are fine. I'll treat you to lunch today, or something."
Nozomu replied to
Irisdina's question. Feo's face instantly brightened at the mention of a treat.
Indeed, it seemed his food situation was still dire.
"Okay, leave it
to me!"
He said, pulling out a
throwing knife from his pocket and facing a nearby tree.
"Basically, it's
like striking a sword from above. Focus on the centerline, and throw it by
gripping the throwing knife between your palm and thumb."
Feo casually threw the
throwing knife, and it stuck deep into the tree trunk. Feo sent Nozomu a look
as if to say, "Give it a try," and this time Nozomu stepped forward,
replacing him. He held the throwing knife like Feo and threw it at the target
tree.
"Ah..."
However, the throwing
knife Nozomu threw hit the tree trunk with a hollow sound and bounced off. He
picked up the fallen throwing knife and threw it several times, but it still
wouldn't stick to the target properly.
"Nozomu, the
basics are the same as an overhead katana strike. And the speed of your arm
swing doesn't matter that much. If you throw it with the correct movement, the
thrown blade will naturally stick into your opponent."
Feo pulled a throwing
knife from his pocket and threw another one at the tree. The flying throwing
knife pierced a hole in the tree trunk again with a satisfying sound like
splitting bamboo. Nozomu looked at the picked-up throwing knife, then faced the
target again.
"Same as a
katana... same as a katana..."
Nozomu, holding the
offered throwing knife, replayed Feo's words to himself as if reminding
himself. He focused his awareness on the throwing knife in his palm and his own
body. First, the step. He smoothly shifted his center of gravity forward with a
sliding step. Next, he raised the throwing knife. He swung his arm down as if
performing an overhead katana strike, focusing on his centerline and side. When
his arm reached a certain point in its trajectory, he released the throwing
knife. The throwing knife, released from the wedge, rotated in flight and
plunged its blade into the target. A high-pitched sound followed. The throwing
knife Nozomu threw stuck deep into the tree trunk, just like Feo's throwing
knife.
"...I did
it."
"Oh, I didn't
think you'd actually succeed. That's incredible concentration."
Feo was surprised that
Nozomu had hit the target in such a short time, despite having given some
advice. Normally, one would need considerable training to even get it to stick
to the target.
"That being said,
it's still far from perfect. It's bulky, and I can only carry a few. It seems I
still need time and training to use it in real combat."
"You're right. As
Nozomu says, it's not a weapon you can carry a lot of, so accuracy is
essential."
"You're right. I
can't neglect my katana techniques, so I'll work on it little by
little...!"
He needed to continue
training, that was the conclusion he reached. At that moment, a headache shot
through Nozomu's head again. Grimacing at the sudden headache, Nozomu recalled
the dream he had seen that morning. Indeed, the battle with Tiamat in the spiritual
world must be putting a tremendous strain on Nozomu's mind. Even if his body
was resting, his brain and spirit weren't getting enough rest.
"...Nozomu, did
you have that dream again?"
"Yeah..."
Nozomu nodded in
response to Irisdina's question. It was the dream he had today. Nozomu had told
his friends about his battle with Tiamat in the spiritual world. Irisdina's
worried voice reached Nozomu's ears. When Nozomu suddenly looked up, he saw not
only Irisdina but also his other friends looking at him with worried
expressions.
"Do you want to
rest for a bit?"
"No, I'm alright.
It's not an unbearable headache, and morning assembly is about to start, so
let's head to the academy."
Irisdina offered
Nozomu a break, but since there wasn't much time, he couldn't stay here. Nozomu
gently declined Irisdina's offer, smiling as if to say he was fine.
"Are you really
alright? I think you shouldn't push yourself too hard..."
"I know. If it
gets tough, I'll go to the infirmary. Norn-sensei is there, after all."
This time, Shina
called out to him, but Nozomu had no intention of pushing himself here either.
If he worried too much about various things and was constantly on edge, he
would truly snap when it mattered. In fact, that's what caused a huge commotion
a few weeks ago. Norn-sensei knew Nozomu's situation, so it would be fine if he
excused himself from class, saying he wasn't feeling well.
"...O-okay! Then
let's go!"
The atmosphere had
become a bit heavy, but Mars shouted, as if to pump them up. His words were
obviously deliberate and too transparent. But that awkwardness instantly blew
away the sinking atmosphere. Mars probably understood that Nozomu didn't want
this kind of atmosphere. Urged by Mars's call, Nozomu and the others began to
walk towards Solminati Academy. Their steps were surprisingly light compared to
when he had bottled up his anxieties, unable to say anything.
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