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387. Country of Sakura, Cherin and the Seven Holy Swords [158]

Translator: Saitama-sensei Editor:Ryunakama

387. Country of Sakura, Cherin and the Seven Holy Swords [158]

After a slight silence,

「–Poison Sword Hydra!」

A pillar of poison rose from far ahead.

As I looked closely, from the depths of the dense trees, I saw a purple shadow slowly heading towards me.

「Wonderful! What a horrifying and evil power! ―I can feel it, I can feel all your emotions… Despair, hopelessness, and a tremendous killing intent! You are the best after all, bro! More! Give me more!」

Deal discarded his bloodstained overcoat, and was smiling fiendishly.

I ignored the bullshit he spouted and shifted my attention to his body.

(He has not recovered completely…)

Deal’s resilience was so tremendous that no matter what kind of fatal injury, he was able to make full recovery immediately.

However, that did not happen in this case.

(He seems to have healed broken bones and the hemorrhaging, but…)

Small lacerations and bruises can clearly be seen.

It seems like only the minimum recovery was applied. Enough to continue fighting.

(Exhaustion of spiritual power? …No. He directed all his power to that thing over there, huh.)

A longsword imitating hydra was gripped in Deal’s right hand. And it was giving off quite the pressure.

He probably poured all his spiritual power into it.

When Deal noticed my line of sight, he proudly raised the longsword.

「Hehe, it’s a nice sword, isn’t it? Poison Sword Hydra is my strongest weapon. You are the second person I’m using this on–」

「–Pu, Kukuku…」

Deal frowned, as I started laughing.

「What’s so funny?」

「I was just thinking… How pitiful… E”e?」

「Pitiful?」

「A”a… Kuku… An adult shouldn’t be playing with a toy…–Black Sword.」

A jet-black sword appeared as if tearing through space.

A black that destroys everything.

A sword of darkness that absorbs even the light of the sun and returns everything to nothingness.

「Ha, haha… I see, that thing is indeed terrifying…」

Deal started trembling when he saw the unmistakable “real deal” — nevertheless, he stood his ground.

「H”o…. Even after witnessing the realm of difference in power, you still won’t run?」

「Run? Haa…」

Deal sighed sadly from the bottom of his heart, without his usual grandiose tone.

「Allen bro… Even though we have crossed swords so fiercely, you still can’t understand my feelings?」

「A”a?」

「Pain, sadness, and suffering are all just spices that produce a “good sound”! I’m sure I’ll be killed by you… At that moment, what kind of sound will I make? Will I be crying? A voice of agony that couldn’t bear the pain? Or look back on all the sins I have committed so far and repent? Or perhaps, I will cry out in delight at being felled at the hand of my destined opponent, Allen Rodore? And more importantly, bro, what kind of voice will you make when you brilliantly achieve your revenge?! Ahhh! I can’t wait to hear all those sounds!」

「Ha… What a bunch of crap!」

To this guy, even his own life seems to be just a means to get temporary pleasure.

Deal Reinstadt seems to be a completely broken human at the core.