LGHTNOVELBOOK Chapter 284.2
Chapter 284.2. Genius
If there’s a martial art that can counter magic, then the [Sword Saint] seems to have no weaknesses. It’s a cheat skill. Unlike [War King], who can use any weapon but is weak to magic.
[He’s quite skilled at using his abilities. Should I take over? If it’s hand-to-hand combat, I can win.]
[…No, let’s not. This is something I have to handle.]
It’s fine if they attack me. Being attacked can create opportunities to be of use. But not for my family. Pure and the others have bodyguards, but there are plenty of employees without them. If someone takes action, I need to show the others what happens. That goes for even a subordinate’s parents.
However, I don’t want to give the order for a subordinate to kill their own parent. This is my ego. I need to take full responsibility.
“This is the first time I’ve fought an opponent on equal footing or better as a swordsman.”
As he approaches, stepping on falling debris with superhuman speed, Nobuhiro grins like a predator. It’s not fun for me at all. Magic users should keep their distance and fight.
[Chaotic Sword]
Nobuhiro’s sword flashes with mana light, and with the sound of slicing wind, curved glowing trajectories cut through the space, multiple blades closing in on me.
[High Accelerator]
I use the acceleration martial art to escape Nobuhiro’s attack, kicking off the debris and leaping into the mid-level of the abandoned building. It’s as though time stops, and I accelerate in the silence, bursting through a dirty, cracked window into what used to be an office.
The loud crash sends a dusty desk flying, and I roll across the floor.
“Ugh. Moving like this is impossible.”
I laugh bitterly, feeling pain in my joints as I stand up. While I can use acceleration arts, I don’t have superhuman agility, so my body can’t keep up with my accelerated mind. It’s like trying to drive a supercar with no steering wheel while flooring the accelerator.
But, I managed to create a small opening. I flip my body and regain my stance.
[Horse-Slaying Sword]
The sword slashes through the wall of the abandoned building like butter, and the shining blade swings toward me. The power of this strike is as expected for a level 6.
[Force Core Magic Lance]
However, cutting through the building isn’t a problem. I can counter with my magical spear. I create four core magic lances and prepare to meet the glowing sword.
[Accelerator]
With this level of acceleration, I can manage. As the spears and blades clash, crackling light scatters around them, and I break through the wall of the building, launching myself to the other side.
[Dark Wings]
The building crumbles as it is slashed by Nobuhiro’s sword, and I watch from the air, floating with dark wings.
“We’ll know with the next choice.”
I murmur, watching Nobuhiro’s next move. But I already anticipated what he would do.
As expected, Nobuhiro emerges from the collapsing building, covered in sand.
“My sword is a sword of both illusion and reality. Can you discern the sword of killing intent from the sword of truth?”
Nobuhiro fills his sword with vast fighting spirit and thrusts it forward, likely putting all his remaining mana into it. The intensity in the air shows this is his final strike.
[Sword Saint’s Blade]
The moment Nobuhiro releases his fighting technique, countless swords fill the space. Avoiding all these blades is impossible. It likely has an effect that even barriers can’t block.
The [Sword Saint’s Blade]. This must be the ultimate technique of the [Sword Saint].
As the attack that could take my life approaches, I remain calm, even showing a slight pity as I point my finger at Nobuhiro.
“You should’ve run, Nobuhiro. You made the wrong choice. You became too fixated on being a swordsman.”
The unavoidable blade pierces me. The real blade hits my heart, causing sharp pain. But, this is nothing. Mana takes the fatal damage meant for vital points. Though my mana is draining quickly, it’s still manageable. As long as I don’t die, I can endure any pain.
It seems there were multiple attacks, as my body is pierced in various places, blood gushing out. But if the enemy makes a mistake, it’s a gain for me. With a calm mind, I launch my magic at the opening in Nobuhiro’s defense.
[Darkness, pierce.]
A jet of pitch-black light shoots from my finger, piercing Nobuhiro’s heart as he wonders why I’m not dead.
[Dark Divine Bullet]
I wave one hand, and a dark sphere appears in front of me. This ominous black sphere seems to absorb all light. It’s a divine-tier single-target magic.
I stagger a bit, then pursue Nobuhiro as he falls. Nobuhiro, unable to dodge, is covered by the dark sphere and disappears. Just before he vanishes, he smiles at me and says:
“You were neither here nor there. I should’ve gone by the name Nobunaga after all.”
He mutters one last thing, and his body disappears into the dark sphere, leaving no trace behind.
“I thought you might have had a way to aim for control with just a sword.”
I shrug as I land. Aside from the critical hit, the other attacks hurt like hell. Maybe I should call for Sei, I sigh.
And so, the battle with the strongest swordsman, Oda Nobuhiro, came to an end.