I Became the Childhood Friend of the Northern Duchess - Chapter 232



232 – Reaching the End (4)

Edgar was finally able to realize it.

The enemy in front of me so far has been fighting like a child’s joke.

In fact, his attitude toward battle may have been sincere. However, it was clearly not sincere.

I literally dealt with him with all my might as a human being.

But not anymore. The enemy completely erased what little consideration was left.

This was no longer a battle to determine male/female prowess. It was nothing more than a one-sided situation where the strong oppressed the weak.

As he withstood the magic pouring in from all directions, Edgar felt with his whole body the violence that felt irrational.

“Haha…”

At most, less than thirty minutes must have passed since Albrich changed his appearance

Nevertheless, Edgar’s breathing had reached the tip of his chin.

‘I’m going crazy.’

Edgar took a deep breath as he stared at the enemy, for whom even the title of wizard had become meaningless.

Each attack is heavy and sharp enough to literally be killed in one hit.

The moment you lose your mind even a little, your head and body will separate.

Because of the tension, his head was pounding and sweat was pouring down like rain.

At this point, it’s not at a level where you can find the clues for a counterattack by attacking at an opportunity or using tricks like before.

Just because he changed his appearance he didn’t mean that Albrich didn’t use magic, but rather, he was toying with him with even more colorful magic than before.

The attack became more ferocious, and other side effects were added.

If you look at it objectively, it is not strange if you lose your will to fight.

There was a big gap between the current Albrich and Edgar.

It is not simply a discussion of the superiority of power, whose capabilities are greater, but the fundamental gap between humans and gods that seems impossible to bridge.

Sreuk.

Edgar probably knew that better than anyone else, but he picked up the sword again.

There was no sign of agitation in the golden eyes he revealed. The sword body was also not biased in any direction, and was aimed straight at Albrich without any wavering.

In the first place, I never took it lightly that I could win against the best wizard in the empire.

I just fought because it was a fight I had to win.

To collapse upon seeing such a gap in power was far from the path pursued by the man named Edgar Vilhark.

– Are you going to attack me like that?

As Albrich’s voice seemed to ring directly in his head again, Edgar calmly lowered his eyes and nodded.

“Okay.”

-Are you pretending to be strong? Or are you really fearless?

“Neither.” “Pretending to be strong doesn’t suit my temperament, and saying I’m not afraid is just like talking back to a stupid person.”

I think that since you are born a man, you have to show off at least once.

However, in Edgar’s opinion, that was not the case, at least not now.

A man’s bravado is just enough to keep the woman he likes from crying.

And his theory was that fearless people simply do not know fractions.

Because of fear, people know when to back down and know how to protect something.

Fear of losing, fear of being defeated, fear of dying. Unless you know all that, you are no different from an animal that lives alone, holding on to a line of life that may be cut off at any time.

Edgar never once thought of wanting to become that kind of person.

– …

As he calmly recited the main idea, Albrich became speechless.

This is because she realized what the man in front of she wanted to say and why.

The reason this man took up the sword was not simply out of desperation, nor was it out of pride that she did not want to struggle in front of the enemy.

She just thinks she can still win.

Even though I saw this gap in power.

This means that a path of escape that Albrich cannot see is now visible in his eyes her.

‘Good.’

A confident answer that could in some ways be called arrogant.

In response, Albrich, who was eaten by the dark figure, smiled a faint smile that no one could see.

I wanted to enjoy the sight of him struggling ungainly, but at the same time I thought it would be a good entertainment.

Gurgling. Gurgling.

The magic that had spread everywhere, and the dark shapes that were also Albrich’s body, resumed their movement.

Even though he sensed that ominous presence, Edgar remained silent and only stared at the enemy in front of him.

Even though the situation was such an urgent one, my mind gradually became colder.

It was a feeling I had never felt before. It felt as if the sword was stuck to my hand and was screaming as if it wouldn’t fall.

‘It’s darker than when I dealt with Kelagh.’

Does this mean that concentration has reached its peak?

With this feeling, I felt like anything would work out.

Although it was a confidence that had no basis whatsoever, Edgar was confident because it was the first time he had felt this way in his life.

I can defeat that giant-looking enemy.

Sigh!

As soon as he, full of confidence, took a step forward, dark figures attacked him from all directions.

It’s as if he’s saying he won’t even leave room for a counterattack.

Then Edgar moved his feet and leapt from his seat as if he had been waiting.

– Catio, Arma.

Unless you use floating magic, there is no place to move in the sky.

Realizing that fact, Albrich summoned all kinds of weapons using magic and aimed straight at Edgar, who was floating in the air.

Swords, spears, arrows made of gold, and even hammers and sickles were there.

Wedge. The weapons cut through the air and flew straight toward a target without even a single second of delay.

As Edgar watched this, his left hand went behind his back and he swung both hands alternately, throwing away all the weapons that were fired at him.

Pasasak. It was not simply a weapon created from mana, but a real weapon created through alchemy. When it was shattered by Edgar’s sword, shards of iron fell to the floor.

And Edgar landed one beat later than that.

Before he knew it, a new sword was in his left hand

‘Is it dual swordsmanship?’

It was also Albrich’s first time seeing someone actually use it.

That’s because dual swordsmanship may be useful when performing a sword dance, but it is difficult to create a realistic situation in actual combat.

Above all, the inability to switch between defense and attack very freely was a hindering factor.

However, Albrich interpreted the appearance differently.

I think the fact that he brought out another new sword now is an expression of his intention to give up defense and focus only on attack.

As if to prove this, Edgar’s new model, which had disappeared from his sight, came forward in the blink of an eye.

It’s as if he blocked the attack a moment ago and now it’s his turn.

Also, Albrich, who missed the starting point of the movement, reflexively cast magic.

– Lacerosus.

A similar magic to the one Shepard used when competing with Kellag.

However, the detailed shape and size were different.

If the one at that time was like a giant screw, this one was like a thorn, smaller in size but much more numerous.

Avoiding everything is truly a miracle.

Despite the countless magical feasts floating in the air, Edgar narrowed the distance without even the slightest hesitation.

As if in response, the purple thorns attacked him.

“Ugh!”

Shaak. The thorn that he could not avoid grazed Edgar’s arm and cheek, and a faint escaped him along with fresh blood.

But there is no proper way out if you stop here.

Edgar just moved his legs as his instincts indicated.

The swords held in both hands each used their own sword strikes and mercilessly cut down the attacks attacking their owner.

Albrich couldn’t help but be amazed by the movement, as if he were possessed by a ghost.

That thing already looked more like a fighting spirit than a prosecutor.

Kwakagak!

The magic fired at Edgar screamed and oxidized, but Albrich peered through the gap, unfazed.

The moment when his movements are even slightly wrong.

To aim for that time.

‘Now is the time!’

And the time came soon.

The moment Edgar’s steps faltered for a moment due to the thorn cutting his leg, Albrich immediately concentrated his mana and created a large spear.

Phew! The spear, which was fired without even a sound, pierced Edgar’s arm.

The intention was to pierce the heart of him, but in the process, he twisted his body to block it with the sword.

Although he failed to achieve his intended goal, Albrich smiled like a winner, thinking he had won.

But even so, Edgar did not stop.

Pap deuk.

The pain felt in his arm reached his head.

At the same time, a bubbling sound filled Edgar’s head and the blood in his body boiled.

They were shouting not to stop and to cut down the enemy like this.

In response, Edgar gritted his teeth, overcame his pain, and swung his moving arm forward.

The blue mana contained in the sword’s body cut through Albrich’s body, and the dark object that had been covering him was cut off in chunks.

But this alone was not enough.

– … !

Just like before, Edgar’s new model has disappeared again.

Is it possible to reproduce this movement even with such an injury to his arm?

Albrich now let out an exclamation that was closer to astonishment than admiration, and drew back the shadows that had been scattered around him.

‘It still works!’

However, even though it is ultimately a reflex action, it is bound to be slower than seeing it with her own eyes and reacting.

Edgar’s sword did not miss that brief moment.

A movement that perhaps only he in the world can embody. This was the basis for pointing the sword at Albrich of the world.

His own fighting method that allows him to gain an absolute advantage no matter who his opponent is in close combat.

As long as he maintained this advantage, Edgar was confident that he would not be defeated by anyone.

Even if the opponent is the best wizard in the empire.

I flinch.

The movement of the shadow stopped for a moment.

Even though the goal was clearly right in front of Albrich, it was as if he had momentarily missed the other person’s presence.

Well, it had to be that way. Because Edgar’s movements were made that way from the beginning.

Albrich only realized this when he reached the end, but by the time he realized it, it was already too late.

Sereung.

The blue mana in the sword further strengthened its shape.

It howled as if searching for someone and resonated with the surrounding mana.

The shadow, which had been wandering around unable to chase after Edgar, reacted late, but at that moment, Edgar’s blade had already reached the source of the enemy.

Albrich was able to recognize it at that moment.

The man in front of me has already known where his heart is for a long time.

I couldn’t find any reason other than that for stabbing an area that I would never target an ordinary human being with my sword as if it were a vital point.

Soon, Edgar’s sword pierced Albrich’s heart with a sound as if it were stabbing water.

I no longer felt like I had cut someone like before.

The strange sensation felt when the sword penetrated the flesh, the human warmth felt when getting closer, and the scent of blood felt at the tip of one’s nose were nowhere to be found.

“Cough!”

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But the opponent was also formidable.

In the meantime, Albrich, who judged that it was impossible to avoid or block, cast a spell in a hurry, piercing Edgar’s abdomen, showing off its razor-sharp blade

Edgar dropped the sword in his right hand to the floor, stopping a handful of blood that poured out of his mouth.

The body that had endured until now screamed as if it could no longer handle it.

The bone joints that hadstood the heavy mana that Albrich was emitting were also screaming one after another.

For a moment, his vision began to spin, but Edgar somehow managed to control himself.

At the end of his gaze, he saw a sword stuck in Albrich’s body

This is his beloved sword his, which is still emitting clear mana even though it is separated from the owner’s body.

– Did you know?

“… Yes.”

He soon realized that Albrich’s voice did not contain the same power as before.

It has to be that way. The place he stabbed was where Albrich’s heart was.

To be exact, it is the place that contains the source of mana, which plays the same role as the heart in his non-human body.

Rumbling.

Since such a place was destroyed, even the Albrich of the world had no talent to deal with it.

As proof of this, the black objects that were covering his body flowed down to the floor like melting butter.

The fight that seemed like it would last forever is coming to an end.

Dump. Edgar’s body his, realizing that it was the end, fell forward.

Because the source that controlled Albrich’s mana was destroyed, the magic that penetrated his abdomen he had disappeared before he knew it, but that did not mean his wounds and his were healed.

Grumbling.

“Damn, this time of year…”

Immediately after, an ominous sound rang out and what remained of the ceiling began to collapse, and Edgar clearly expressed his sadness.

I wondered why the building, which had withstood the fierce battles so far, was now like this, but Albrich quickly answered my question.

-It’s not unreasonable. It was my mana that supported this castle in the first place. It would be natural for it to collapse with my death.

I never thought it would be structured like that.

It was the moment when the reason why Edgar felt the castle was strong during the battle was revealed.

Although the problem is that the situation is not so easy as to smile with the satisfaction of satisfying one’s curiosity.

– If you run away now, your life will be saved.

“Don’t talk bullshit. “It’s hard to move because my legs are shaking.”

Albrich gave his first and last advice to Edgar, who was lying on the floor, but all he got back was cursing.

There was no way he wouldn’t have known such an obvious fact in the first place.

But now it was really too much. Even moving his lips he was considered brave

‘Still, did I do this well?’

In the fairy tales I saw as a child, the story usually ended with the hero who defeated the dark evil coming back safely and living happily ever after with the princess. Unfortunately, this does not seem to apply to non-heroes.

This time, I had made a promise with the intention of going back, but this was my second lie, and I had no intention of seeing Ariel even after death.

But still, wouldn’t this be an extenuating circumstance?

Even though he couldn’t return, he thought he could at least receive praise for doing a good job since he was a man who killed the evil enemy that was harassing the imperial family and died in battle.

‘I’m sleepy.’

Edgar closed his eyes, listening to the sound of the castle collapsing like a lullaby.

At that moment, a hazy light came through his closed eyelids.

Perhaps it was sunlight shining through the collapsed buildings. Even as he was losing consciousness, he thought so.