Power in the Shadows 31-40

What is requested here is not a simple ending where victory, murder, and even dust is vaporized into a cloud.

What is requested here is my mob-like defeat.

What does it mean to be mob-like?

This question steps into the realm of philosophy.

But there is no need for worry.

For the sake of this day, I have perfected the ‘Forty-Eight Mob-Style Secret Techniques.’

“Rose Oriana versus Sid Kagenou!!”

The referee announces our names.

Rose’s ice-blue eyes and my mob-like eyes clash in a shower of sparks.

Oh, Rose Oriana.

Can you keep up with me?

In this battle against…… a mob who has reached the utmost limits!

“Fight!!”

The instant the fight starts, Rose’s thin sword dances.

It draws a sharp, beautiful arc headed straight for my chest.

A normal mob would not even be able to see this attack.

I can see it.

I can, but…… I choose not to react.

I must not display even a hint of a reaction.

Why? Because I’m a mob.

I will not move even a muscle until the instant the sword makes contact with my chest.

The swords being used in this tournament all have their blades dulled, but taking a head on blow would still lead to quite significant injuries.

Her thin sword stabs my chest.

That instant, I spring into action.

Without showing any outward indication of moving, I fly backwards with only the strength of my toes, and incorporate the pushing power of her sword to add a spin to my flight.

Furthermore, I secretly take out a packet of blood that I had collected yesterday, and break it.

All this happened in less than a fraction of an instant.

I am sent flying backwards with a tailspin while spraying blood like a fountain.

“PegyoOOEEEEEEeeeeEEE!!”

The red tornado of blood paints a beautiful picture in the air.

Mob-Style Secret Technique: ‘Tailspin Bloody Tornado’

Then I crash into the ground, bounce once, then roll across the stage.

A huge roar of cheering shakes the arena.

“Gu, guhah, voeeEEee!”

Then I break another pack of blood and pretend to vomit out its contents.

PERFECT!

Every single person in the venue is believing thoroughly in my mob-ness. Not a single person is doubting it.

[SID USING HIS MOB-FU TO LOSE IN A BEAUTIFUL WAY, ALSO DOUBLES AS A DECENT SPEED FEAT]
- CHAPTER 31
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And that’s pretty much how the time is going by.

But suddenly, I felt a disturbance in my magic.

“Eh?”

“What happened?”

I am constantly manipulating and controlling my internal magic as practice, but as of just now, I suddenly can’t seem to feel that magic anymore.

It feels like something is obstructing the flow of magic. I can either push through it with brute force, or I think I can also circumvent it by making my magic extremely fine.

As these thoughts go through my mind, I feel some presence approaching the classroom.

“They’re coming……”

I just felt like saying that.

But at that moment.

Abruptly, an enormous explosion echoes out.

The door to the classroom is blown away, and the entire class is rendered dumbstruck.

Immediately afterwards, men in black holding naked blades march into the classroom.

“Nobody move! We are Shadow Garden, and we have occupied this academy!”

So shouting, they stand in front of the exit.

“No way……”

My mutter is drowned out in the surrounding commotion.

There is not a single student who can move.

Is this a drill, a prank, or…… real?

Almost all of the students are having trouble coming to grips with the reality that the Magic Swordsman Academy is under attack.

I am the only one who has fully grasped the situation.

That these men are for real, that all magic in the surrounding has been blocked, and that the same thing is currently happening in all the other classes.

“Awe~some……”

Words of appreciation automatically spilled from my lips.

These guys, they’re truly gone and done it.

They’ve actually done it.

‘That thing’ that every boy in the world has dreamt of.

‘That thing’ that has colored a page of our teenage fantasies.

‘That thing’ being…… having the school being attacked by terrorists!

I am shivering with emotion.

Exactly how many times have I fantasized this situation.

Several hundred, several thousand…… several hundred million times.

I’ve explored all the innumerable patterns that such a situation can turn, and finally, it’s actually happening in front of me!

“Stay in your seats, and raise your hands!”

Seeing the students gradually coming back to their senses, the men in black threaten the students with their swords.

I thought I’d prefer to be on the terrorist side, but it already got chosen by them.

No worries, being on the student side is more common.

So, what should I do?

How should I move?

Infinite possibilities are spread out before me.

“It seems like you lot fail to understand what kind of place this is.”

At that moment, a gallant voice rings out.

A single girl places her hand on the sword on her waist and confronts the men in black.

“You wish to occupy the Magic Swordsmen Academy? It seems that you are not in your right minds.”

Only one person, Rose Oriana, is standing out to face against the men.

“We told you to discard your weapon, little girl.”

“I refuse.”

So saying, Rose draws her sword.

“Hmph, you’d be just right as a prime lesson.”

One of the men in black raises his sword in a fighting stance.

This is bad.

She still hasn’t realized that she can no longer use magic here.

“……! What is happening?”

Agitation colors Rose’s face.

“So you finally realized it?”

The man in black laughs behind his mask.

[SID IS ABLE TO EASILY DETECT MAGIC BLOCKING DUE TO ALWAYS MANIPULATING HIS INTERNAL MAGIC AND CAN POWER THROUGH NORMAL POWER BLOCKING IN MULTIPLE WAYS]
- CHAPTER 33
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Confirming that there is no longer anyone left in the classroom, I pound my chest with my fist.

“Move! Move!”

Again and again, I pound my chest, forcefully trying to restart my breathing.

“MooooOOOVVVEEEE!!”

Then, finally.

“Geho, goho, goho!”

It worked.

My heart, which had stopped, successfully restarts.

Mob-Style Secret Technique: ‘10 Minute Heart Break Mob’

It is a secret technique that allows the user to maintain an abnormally long period of cardiac arrest without suffering any after effects by using minute amounts of magic to maintain blood circulation to the brain.

This technique is super risky, such that even a single mistake would guarantee death, but there are times when a mob has to act, even with his life on the line.

[ONE OF SID'S MOB TECHNIQUES LETS HIM STOP HIS HEARTBEAT FOR 10 MINUTES]
- CHAPTER 34
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I examine the wound on my back. This time, there was a high chance that I would be looked at up close, so I had to allow myself to actually get slashed.

Of course, I evaded fatal damage, but to make it look real, the wound had to be relatively deep.

I apply first-aid treatment on the wound with magic. It seems that I can indeed continue using magic when I make it extremely fine. Alternatively, I think it’d be possible to forcefully get rid of this obstruction with brute magical force.

“I guess this is about right.”

It would take too long to completely seal off my wound, and it would also be bad if someone looks at it afterwards. Recovering to the point where it won’t negatively affect my movement is good enough.

Then I can just go with the ‘by some stroke of luck, I managed to hang on to life’ excuse.

[HEALING AN EXTREMELY DEEP WOUND ON HIS BACK (THOUGHT BY SKILLED WARRIORS AND TERRORISTS TO BE FATAL, ETC) IN AN INSTANT WITH MAGIC WHILE HIS MAGIC IS ACTIVELY BEING SUPPRESSED]
- CHAPTER 34
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Sherry hurriedly clamps her hands over her mouth to hold back the scream that almost escaped, then desperately begins crawling over the floor.

Just a little more, the door is so close!

“Who~ should~ I~ start~ with~ first~?”

Lex sweeps the room with his starved stray dog eyes.

“How about that young lady over there?”

Abruptly, he disappears.

Then suddenly, he is standing before Sherry.

“KYYYYAAAHHHHHH!”

“Bye~”

“NO!”

Sherry clenches her eyes shut and curls up while clutching her head.

[LEX IS FTE (FOR THE SAKE OF SCALING)]
- CHAPTER 34
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I am now on a roof, looking out over the entire academy.

I can see everybody in the school being shepherded towards the auditorium. The auditorium is so huge that it can easily fit everybody. The school entrance ceremony is always held there, and sometimes there are plays or speakers or whatnot that are also held there.

I can see many knights crowding around outside the academy, drawn here by all the noise. But they are maintaining a certain distance away, probably because that’s the boundary beyond which magic is sealed.

There are almost no more presences within the rest of the school grounds. There’s only men in black scouring the rooms for any students who are still hiding.

While looking at the state of the academy, a laugh escapes my lips.

I’ve always wanted to do this.

School under attack, students under capture, mysterious terrorist organization, and me, looking over it all from a rooftop.

I got to check off one item on my to-do list.

[SENSES THE POSITIONS OF EVERYONE AROUND A LARGE ACADEMY]
- CHAPTER 35
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While looking over the academy with such thoughts in my head, I spy two men in black walking down a hallway.

Yep, black longcoats in broad daylight really do look dumb.

Hey, let’s play sniper.

I cut out a thumb-sized piece of slime from my slime suit.

I roll it into a ball and imbue it with magic, lie down on the rooftop, then take a finger flick pose.

“You fool, you’re in my line of fire.”

So muttering, I flick.

Psshun.

Leaving behind the sound of something slicing through air, the slime ball pierces through the man’s forehead.

“Ah……”

Then the slime ball also pierces the other man’s heart.

To think that I’d get the One Shot Two Kills achievement here.

[SID SNIPING PEOPLE VIA FINGER FLICKING BITS OF SLIME AT THEM]
- CHAPTER 35
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When the main scenario finally reaches the climax, then I appear gallantly as a power from the shadows…… noice.

Alright.

I gather magic in my legs, confirm that no one is looking, then jump.

“Tou!”

(T/N: In sentai shows, jumping while saying ‘tou’ somehow makes it cooler lol.)

I land on the roof of that other building.

Then I slip into the building through an open window on the top floor.

[SID JUMPS FROM ONE BUILDING TO ANOTHER]
- CHAPTER 35
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“Eh?”

Feeling some movement behind her, Sherry turns around.

She thinks she also heard the sound of something cutting through the air, but there’s no one there.

The quiet, empty hallway stretches on into the distance.

“Just my imagination……?”

Carefully checking her surrounds, Sherry continues walking on with her flapping shoes, clutching the artifact tightly to her chest.

The knight had said back then that magic cannot be used.

If his words were real, then Sherry thinks she knows what’s going on. It’s related to her.

And then, this artifact is also……

Sherry hugs the artifact even closer.

“I have to do something about this……!”

The figures of the two knights who fought to let her escape resurface in her mind.

She cannot let their deaths go to waste.

With such thoughts whirling around in her head, she turns the corner.

“Ah!”

There’s a man in black there! Sherry quickly hides back behind the corner.

What to do, it seems that their eyes had met!

There’s that sound again, of something cutting through the air.

“It’s fine, I wasn’t spotted, I wasn’t spotted……”

So praying, she slowly peeks around the corner……

“Oh whew, he didn’t see me……”

The man in black is gone.

Resolving to focus more, Sherry resumes her flapping steps while carefully observing her surroundings.

“Ah!”

There’s a man in black in a classroom who is looking out at the hallway!

Sherry hurriedly hides herself, but it’s too late.

The classroom door is opened, and the man in black comes out.

“Hii.”

Sherry clutches her head, and clenches her eyes shut.

……

…………

Again there’s the sound of something cutting through air.

“Eh?”

Sherry opens her eyes with trepidation, and realizes that the man in black has disappeared.

“Oh wheeewww, I wasn’t spotted……”

Sherry focuses even more, then flaps on.

She checks all corners, the inside of all classrooms, and even behind her.

Looking here, looking there, looking everywhere.

Having to confirm everything in her surroundings naturally means that her process becomes extremely slow.

“Ah!”

She trips.

Falling flat on the ground, she watches the artifact flying through midair.

The artifact falls on the ground…… or not. Right before it does, it is caught by someone.

Looking upwards, she sees her recently-made friend standing there.

“Sid-kun……!”

[SID FTE TAKING OUT EVERYONE SPOTTING SHERRY WHILE SHE GOES THROUGH THE WORST ATTEMPT AT STEALTH EVER]
- CHAPTER 35
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That was something that happened when Lex was walking down a hallway together with some subordinates.

A very strange phenomenon befell them while they were searching for the artifact.

Lex’s subordinate, who was walking ahead of him, suddenly vanished.

“Hah?”

Unable to comprehend what had just happened, Lex looks all around, but there is nothing that looks out of place.

The only thing that might be a clue is the sound of something cutting through air.

Shunn, shunn, there it is again.

And then.

“……!”

The subordinate next to him disappears.

But this time, he barely managed to see.

It is the figure of a teenage boy wearing the academy uniform, covered in blood.

He had knocked out that subordinate with the heel of his palm, then whisked that subordinate away.

Lex was only barely able to see all that by strengthening his eyes to the very limit and concentrating. That’s how fast it was.

“Be careful, we’re under attack!”

So shouting, Lex vigilantly scans his surroundings.

“……Ah?”

But he is immediately rendered dumbstruck.

The other subordinates who were supposed to have been following behind him are no longer there.

Before he knew it, he had apparently become the only person standing in that long hallway.

[LEX, WHO COULD CASUALLY MOVE AT FTE SPEEDS WITHOUT TRYING HAD TO STRENGTHEN HIS SENSES WITH MAGIC TO THEIR ABSOLUTE LIMIT TO EVEN PERCIEVE SID'S MOVEMENT SPEED]
- CHAPTER 37
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Before he knew it, he had apparently become the only person standing in that long hallway.

Then…… shunn.

As soon as that sound reaches his ears, Lex protects his heart with everything ounce of his strength.

“Kuh……!”

An enormous force slams into Lex’s arm.

Baki.

Together with the hair-raising sound of snapping bone, Lex is blown backwards with great momentum.

“Kuh…… FUCKER!”

But he manages to immediately get back on his feet and draw his sword.

However, there is no one in front of him.

Lex tsks.

With a single attack, his right arm, which had even been protected with magic, was broken.

If his guard had not made it in time, his heart would have been pulverized for sure.

Shunn.

This time, Lex moves at the same time as the sound.

Relying on pure intuition, he swings his sword towards the presence at his back. The timing is perfect.

However.

This bastard…… he can go even faster?!

After his sword harmlessly flies behind the teenager, Lex immediately shifts to protecting his heart.

“Agah……!”

But he loses his ribs in this exchange.

Lex allows himself to fly backward, trying to catch a clear look at the teenager while he slowly kills his momentum.

But there isn’t even an afterimage for him to see.

“……Tsk.”

Lex spits out some blood-stained saliva, then takes up a stance.

An enemy that he almost cannot see at all. Counterattacking is impossible. He is only single-sidedly taking a pounding.

Objectively speaking, there can be no worse predicament as this.

However…… he has safely overcome this level of predicament numerous times before.

He is Lex, one of the Named Children.

[SID BLITZING LEX AND BEING VERY SHAKILY SUPERSONIC]
- CHAPTER 37
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Along with a roar, Lex pours everything he has into protecting his vitals.

His enemy is at his limit!

As long as he successfully endures this attack, it would be his victory!

Immediately after, the palm heel smashes into his abdomen.

“Gahah!! AAAAAaaaaahhh!!”

Lex is blown backwards while spewing blood out of his mouth.

He flies through a wall into a classroom, crashing into tables and chairs while tumbling to a stop.

“Goho, goho……!”

Clutching his stomach, Lex can’t help but to vomit up another mouthful of blood. His ribs have punctured several organs.

But…… he is still alive!

It seems that putting everything into defense had paid off.

[SID BLITZING LEX AND PUNCHING HIM WITH ENOUGH FORCE TO SEND HIM THROUGH A WALL]
- CHAPTER 37
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Someone is coming down the hallway, his footsteps ringing out clearly and crisply.

Katsu. Katsu.

The footsteps stop before the door to the classroom.

Silence.

Lex realizes that his sword hand is sweating like crazy.

Kacha.

The click of the door knob turning breaks the silence.

Then…… the door opens.

There is no one there.

But there is a shunn sound, at which Lex’s right arm is ripped off.

Shunn.

Shunn.

Shunn.

Every time that sound rings out, Lex’s body loses a different part.

“Ah, aa, aaH, aahh……”

The final moment when the only part left, his head, is sent flying, Lex finally realizes that this enemy has no limits.

“You…… were wonderful.”

That is the last thing Lex hears the moment all life leaves him.

[BLITZES LEX AGAIN, TAKING OFF HIS LIMBS WITH MULTIPLE ATTACKS, LEX STILL UNABLE TO SEE HIM]
- CHAPTER 37
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That moment, Rose feels like she had grasped a very important sensation.

But……

The fact that it had come to her at the very last instant of her life is just too regrettable.

While staring at the blades falling down on her from all four directions, Rose wishes that she can live for just one more day.

And then.

Her wish is granted.

A black whirlwind sweeps over her.

Leaving vivid red blood flying in the air, all the enemies around her are wiped out in a fraction of a moment.

Her vicinity becomes silent, as if time had stopped.

And in the midst of it all, there stands a man in a jet black coat.

[SID BLITZING A GROUP OF ENEMIES IN A 'FRACTION OF A MOMENT']
- CHAPTER 39
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The sword of that man who introduced himself as Shadow…… was stunningly incredible.

“I, I’m Rose. Rose…… Oriana.”

Unable to recover from her shock, Rose replies in a quivering voice.

Shadow’s sword is at a faraway pinnacle. It is a sword that is the fusion of the best techniques from innumerable schools, polished and sharpened to the limit, attained through unceasing effort. Rose even felt eternity from that sword.

It is a sword far more complete than that of anything that Rose had ever seen in her life.

[HE'S SKILLED]
- CHAPTER 39
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Shadow laughs in a low voice. Then, he turns around and slices the auditorium’s door into bits with a single swing of his sword. The men in black in the way were also reduced to mere pieces of meat by the same swing.

That swing had been quite similar to Rose’s, as if he was showing it to her. Then he calmly continues walking onwards, until his figure melts into the night.

In Rose’s eyes, every single one of his movements had been the greatest lessons of her life.
[SID SEEMINGLY COPIES ROSE'S SWORD TECHNIQUE AFTER SEEING IT ONCE BUT IMPROVES IT. ALSO GREAT STRENGTH FEAT]
- CHAPTER 39
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In the nighttime, the light from the faraway fire dully illuminates the Vice Principal’s room.

In that dim room, there is a figure moving around.

The figure pulls out several books from the bookshelves, and throws them to the ground and sets them on fire.

The small fire is fed more and more books, until it grows to the point where the room is brightly lit.

The now illuminated figure is revealed to be a thin, black-clad man.

“What are you doing in such an outfit…… Vice Principal Ruslan?”

The thin figure shivers. He thought he had been alone in the room, but without him noticing, he apparently has company in the form of a teenage boy.

The boy is sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, calmly reading a book.

[CHILLS IN THE SAME ROOM AS AN EXTREMELY SKILLED SWORDSMAN WITHOUT HIM NOTICING]
- CHAPTER 40
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“What are you doing in such an outfit…… Vice Principal Ruslan?”

The thin figure shivers. He thought he had been alone in the room, but without him noticing, he apparently has company in the form of a teenage boy.

The boy is sitting on the sofa, legs crossed, calmly reading a book.

He is a black-haired boy with a face that can be found anywhere. However, the boy is not sparing even a glance for the man in black nor the spreading fire, focused only on his rather thick book. The sound of him turning a page seems unnaturally loud.

“So, you noticed.”

So says the man in black. Then he takes off his mask, revealing the face of a middle-aged man. With his salt-and-pepper hair in an swept back style, he is undoubtedly Vice Principal Ruslan.

Ruslan throws his mask into the fire, then takes off his black costume and throws that in too.

The room becomes brighter by a notch.

“Just for reference’s sake, can you tell me how you figured it out, Sid Kagenou-kun?”

Ruslan sits down on the other sofa facing Sid’s.

“I could tell with a look.”

Sid gives Ruslan a glance, then returns to his book.

“A look, you say. Then perhaps it was my stride, or my posture…… well either way, you have a very sharp eye.”

Ruslan studies Sid, while Sid continues reading his book.

The shadows of the two of them generated by the fire flicker and shift.

[TELLING WHO SOMEONE IN A FULL BODY SUIT AND A MASK IS BASED ON STRIDE OR POSTURE]
- CHAPTER 40
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The two white blades glitter in the light of the fire, and the outcome is decided in an instant.

Ruslan’s sword pierces Sid’s chest, sending fresh blood flying.

Sid’s body crashes through the room’s door from the momentum of the attack, straight into the now burning hallway. The boy’s body is immediately swallowed by the crimson flames, disappearing from sight.

“Farewell, young man.”

Ruslan sheaths his sword. The fire from the hallway is beginning to invade his room, its might growing with every passing minute. But the moment Ruslan turns his heels and is about to leave……

“Where are you going?”

“……!”

A voice that sounds like a reverberation from the depths of the earth reaches him. When Ruslan turns around, he sees a man in jet black standing there.

His face is covered with a magician’s mask, and the hood of his longcoat is pulled forward deeply, but that coat is now burning with red flames. However, the man shows no sign of it bothering him at all, only silently drawing his jet black blade.

[SID'S HEALING FACTOR ALLOWS HIM TO HEAL FROM IMPALEMENT INSTANTLY, ALSO NO SELLS FIRE]
- CHAPTER 40
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Ruslan disappears.

The next instant, he reappears behind Shadow, his sword already in the midst of a mowing attack..

A high-pitched clang rings out, and the air surrounding the two of them is blown away.

“Hou, good job blocking that.”

Shadow is just standing there, his back still to Ruslan. Only his jet black sword is behind him, blocking Ruslan’s sword.

Ruslan pours more strength into his sword, but Shadow’s doesn’t even tremble.

“It seems that I had underestimated you a little. How about this then?”

Ruslan disappears once more.

This time, the high-pitched clanging rings out several times in quick succession.

Every time the sound is heard, it can be seen that Shadow’s sword had changed positions slightly. Just the barest of movements, the bare minimum movement required to perfectly block each incoming attack.

After the fourth clang, Ruslan reappears in front of Shadow.

“To think that you could block even those. Very well, I shall acknowledge your strength.”

Then he looks at Shadow with a smile full of confidence.

[SID BLOCKS MULTIPLE BLITZ ATTEMPTS WITH SOLID SKILL, OUTSTRENGTHS RUSLAN, AND CAUSES WHAT SEEMS TO BE A SHOCKWAVE FROM THEIR IMPACT]
- CHAPTER 40
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Ruslan’s sword accelerates.

Its afterimages paint exquisite arcs in the air as it dances furiously.

“UUUUUOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

The white sword flashes out in attack after attack to the accompaniment of Ruslan’s roar, but everything is repelled by the jet black sword.

“AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!”

The white slashes clash with the jet black blade repeatedly, filling the air with sparks and the almost unceasing sound of metal on metal.

Like some sort of brutal and barbaric music, the sounds ring on, adding a new dimension to the burning night.

But eventually, it draws to a close.

After one last swing of the jet black blade, Ruslan is sent flying. His body crashes into his desk before rolling to the ground.

“Guh…… h-, how can this be……!”

Suppressing the pain running throughout his whole body, Ruslan slowly stands up. His wounds heal at a visible rate, but the light of the ancient letters on his skin dim in proportion.

“To think that it would be such a tough battle. Kuku, you really are something indeed. But regardless of how strong you may be, you are already finished.”

“Finished, you say?”

“Hah, I’ve already made all the necessary preparations so that this entire incident would be blamed on you and your Shadow Garden. Evidence, witnesses, I’ve got it all. It doesn’t matter how great you are at fighting, it won’t do you even a whit of good.”

[SID CASUALLY BLOCKING RUSLAN'S BLITZES THAT ARE FASTER THAN HIS NORMAL ONES]
- CHAPTER 40
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Ruslan rushes over with a howl.

Then his white sword is swung down from overhead, slicing straight towards Shadow.

That attack which should have split Shadow’s head goes astray at the last second.

“What!!”

Fresh blood dances.

Ruslan’s left wrist is pierced through by a jet black blade.

Immediately, Ruslan changes to using his right hand and backs away.

But.

“WHAT!!”

This time, it’s his right wrist that gets pierced.

Ruslan continues trying to back away, but Shadow gives chase.

“Guh…… gah……!”

Under an onslaught of stabs faster than his eyes can even follow, Ruslan cannot even react as his body becomes stained with blood.

The innumerable thrusts pierce his wrists, then his feet, then his arms, then his thighs, gradually making their way inwards.

“From the extremities, then gradually working inwards……”

Shadow’s low voice reverberates in between thrusts.

“Then finally it’s the heart, with a twist…… is that correct?”

The instant Shadow utters that sentence, his jet black sword pierces Ruslan’s chest.

“How……!!”

Even while spitting blood from his mouth, Ruslan tries to pull out the sword in his chest, desperately resisting.

Ruslan’s eyes clash with the eyes of the boy behind the mask.

“You bastard, you ar-……!”

Right as Ruslan is about to say something, then jet black blade twists.

“Gah, agah…… aaa……!”

Then the jet black blade is jerked back, causing a great amount of blood to fountain out. The light in Ruslan’s eyes and the ancient letters on his skin both gradually fade away.

[SID BLITZING RUSLAN WHEN HE STARTS TO GET SOMEWHAT SERIOUS]
- CHAPTER 40
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