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ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 389 Part 2

ShangriLa Frontier Chapter 389: Side Story 8 – Star Slashing Swallow – Part 2

「Ah, and now the meat shield’s head fell off.」

「Hey, aren’t you using that meat shield a little bit TOO freely?」

「And what’s wrong with that? A ghost is not going to have any use of that body, anyways.」

「There is so much things that are wrong with that sentence that I don’t actually know where I should start with pointing them out!」

Sanraku and Tosen started to bark at one another while wiping their tears off their faces. Now that their meat shield was turned into minced meat, they had no other way but to do everything in their power so its sacrifice would not have been completely in vain. Or so that their heads would not be the ones to fly next.

「I won’t forgive you! How could you do something so cruel to him!?」

「Aaahh, this is it! I am going to avenge him no matter what here!」

Yet another ghost has been added to the ghostly company, and this one started to emit negative emotions and waves of resentment towards Sanraku and Tousen. It was still his fault that his surprise attack ended up in a total failure, but still……

But still, the guy should be happy that his sacrifice would serve to eventually take down the Raid Boss. Maybe this realization would have eased up his negativity just a little bit?

However, choosing to battle here is certainly a gamble, but a one that would reward you plenty if it succeeded. After all, a successful Divine Punishment on the Raid Boss would certainly allow you to receive a high position in a ranking. When Kyogoku started to think deeply about that, she happened to overhear something truly disturbing right next to her.

「Man, I was really hoping to try my luck there, but before I could do anything to the Raid Boss I had to run way…… Not that I would have any luck, anyways.」

「You were running away? From whom exactly……?」

「Eh, you see……」

It was at this exact moment that the wall of the teahouse came crumbling down.

「There you are, Matsuribayashi, you fuck! Do you know just how long I have been looking for you! It’s a showdown!」

「There you are, Sanraku! I finally found you!」

「Geee! What the actual fuck!? You guys managed to survive!?」

“Snowstorm Hunting: Shogun’s Sincerity” and “Mad Dog: Jumonji Daifuku”…… as the more and more substances were being thrown to the pot, the concoction brewing inside of it was turning more hazardous and volatile with every minute.

Or at the very least, it was supposed to be just like that.

「Guess I should get serious now as well, huh?」

It is no exaggeration to say that those words sounded just like a death sentence about now. Then, Jumonji Daifuku muttered a few words under his nose, and the corner of his lips rose in a twisted yet truly delighted kind of a smile.

「Washing Pole……!」

Jumonji Daifuku grabbed the air with his hand and pulled with all of his might, and out of the void a long sword began to materialize.

No, was that even a sword in his hands? I knew that there are swords out there specifically designed to cut horses, but this…… This sword was even longer than that. As if this thing was actually……

「Washing Pole…… Seriously, a reward for the New Year’s Event!?」

「And a First Place Reward at that!」

「Huh? The hell is that supposed to be?」

「It’s one of the weapons that the Raid Boss happened to drop in the past! This thing once managed to cut down a hundred people before its user actually went down…… it’s a record holder for that category!」

From those words alone a certain conclusion popped up in my mind: this must be a weapon designed after Kojiro Sasaki’s “Drying Pole” from the story about the duel that took place at Ganryuujima. However, there is a clear distinction between being able to swing a sword around and being able to swing a washing pole……

The larger and longer the sword the more difficult it is to swing it…… Kyogoku was about to get lost in her own thoughts once more, but before that happened she saw the body of Jumonji Daifuku being blown away.

「Figures that Mad Dog would be the first to go.」

「No, it’s only natural that you would want to eliminate a threat like that first and foremost.」

「How many minutes do you think he’ll be able to stand?」

「I say five minutes at best!」

「I say two minutes!」

「What’s your take, Kyogoku-chan?」

「Eh? Ahh…… Umm, three minutes?」

「The same as you would boil cup noodles……? A little bit cheap, but let’s go with that.」

「Things should be getting really interesting from now on.」

There was no way for Kyogoku to know about this, but each special event reward possesses a special ability to itself. However, those are not some magical effects like allowing someone to fly through the air, but more down to Earth things such as increased strength or lowered Stamina consumption.

The effect of Yura’s “Washing Pole” is the decreased air resistance during slashing. This skill allows the user to fully utilize the length of the weapon, without really having to suffer any of its drawbacks. Truly a dangerous disaster of a weapon.

「Oh shit that’s bad……」

「Divine Punishment!」

「God fucking damn it!」

The fact that at this moment Sanraku’s left arm was sent flying through the air was the testimony about how powerful this weapon was.

This sword may not have the ability to always land a critical hit, but the length and weight of it was more than enough to be able to sever a player’s arm without as much as breaking a sweat here.

「Chiiiiii……!」

「Hey, Shogun! Earn me some time to recover, why don’t you!?」

「Don’t make me do something so unreasonable when you already know that it cannot be done!!!」

「Very well, I shall wait here.」

「That exact opportunity might turn out to be rather deadly, so Divine Punishment to the chest!」

With a declaration that he was going to wait, the guy lowers his sword towards the ground, and it was the kind of situation where everyone would wish to jump in in order to make his or her standings better.

But there is one thing that he has apparently forgotten here.

「No need to be impatient, since this is the snowstorm hunting here.」

「You really are stupid here, you are supposed to be both the clothesline and the Raid Boss as well, don’t you?」

If you have mastered the use of the clothesline as a weapon, there is hardly any surprise that you would be able to cut down a flying swallow should you wield a proper weapon in your hand.

「Reversal Divine Punishment!」

「A-At least let me swing my sword once!!!」

With the last ounces of his power, the “Shogun’s Sincerity” manages to swing his sword in a mighty way before his body was slashed to pieces. Perhaps it was due to his growing resentment at that moment, but the speed and power with which his sword moved was way beyond the capability of an otherwise dead body.

「Whoa, watch out!!! That was dangerous!」

「TSK!!!」

「Sorry, but if I did not play it like that, there is a possibility that I might have died, and I really would not want that to happen to me……!」

「You little shiiiiiieeeeeetttttt……!!!!!!」

Yet to more grudges have been added right next to Kyogoku, muttering those words and hoping that their intensity would be enough for them to reach the object of their obsession.