Chapter 423 – [Conclusion of Part 4] The Kinship of the Kindred
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At some point, it was raining in the capital.
When the black sword was swung and the red spear was pierced, the two weapons collided at the same time and bounced off each other.
The sound of her water splashing and her feet rolling on the ground as she loses her posture.
“Kuh…!”
Silence flowed from Ishtal’s mouth. Barely sustaining her body Her ‘s near collapse as she staggered, she swung her red spear once more.
In contrast, Ruba did not say a single word to her.
It was the first time that she was able to wield a sword while her mind was so clear and calm.
Okay. Obviously then
The day she first awakened Barisada.
It’s been since that day when she made a promise to Cleon and fought 1:1 with Sword Saint Talcheck to protect him.
Her eyes her keep track of Ishtal’s movements her, sending information into her head her.
The interval of breathing, the position of the feet, the angle of swinging the arms, the handling of the gaze.
If all of that is out of sync by even a split second, it is none other than herself who will be pierced by her spear her and her viscera her spilled out.
Ruba was not using Barisada’s ability to her.
No, you would be correct in saying that she is unavailable.
Before her, she poured all of her magical energy into her and achieved a new level.
‘Distorting and refracting the providence of the magic power that touched it. The composition of the formula is made non-existent.’
Barisada’s ultimate power is her, which can turn ‘existence’ into ‘nothing’, limited to magic-related things.
But at the same time, it was a technique that consumed a large amount of magic from Rubera and Barisada.
So, the only thing Rubera is moving now is her stamina her by the little recovery magic she received from Cleon.
Pure skill, pure stamina.
Raising the power of the lowest human being, now, I was facing the half-human, half-horse Ishtar with a sword.
Obviously Ishtal would not understand.
That human power cannot do anything about itself.
From the time she was born until now, even in that hellish laboratory, she had been taught basic common sense.
In addition, she was able to escape with her special skill, ‘dimensional passage’, so she always ran away when the situation was unfavorable.
She is different from Rubera, who has always been driven to her brink and fought.
“Why, why…!”
That is to say, she never understands what human power is.
In Rubera’s eyes, Ishtal’s next move was clearly visible.
Since that is impossible for Ishtar, it feels like her own attack her is being unilaterally pared down.
An irrational fight, she might think.
Rubera says that she is looking into the future, she may be mistaken.
Ishtal’s spear pierced Rubera’s side her.
Lubera momentarily drew her sword toward her own body and struck Ishtal’s spear with her sword back.
At the same time, Rubera’s sword aimed for Ishtar’s shoulder her and stabbed it with her steps forward, without leaving a gap.
Chew! And as her clothes her are ripped open by Rubera’s sword, it cuts through her flesh her within her, scattering her blood all over her ground.
“Aww…!”
Ishtal screamed.
She looks in disbelief at the scratches on her own body her.
“…You always sent clones… You, who ran away when it was a direct battle. I could never have imagined that you were a living creature that really bleeds.”
Even as Lubera spat out such lines, she did not slow down her attacks her.
The shoulder that was attacked is Ishtal’s right shoulder.
The shoulder leads to the arm, and the arm is the most basic place to handle weapons.
If each other’s strength and strength were similar, it was only natural that the one who was injured first would be at a rapid disadvantage.
‘I can’t do this. Why, I…!’
Still, unresolved doubts squeezed through her head.
Just a few hours ago, Ishtal was confident of her victory.
That’s why she told Remilia to keep an eye on Amelia, and she was able to obtain the ‘perfect crystal’ from Eustes.
That would have been the end.
In this capital, there would be no one who could go against him.
However, her existence she was discovered by the great sage Sophia, the ‘world protector’.
Behind the scenes, she is captured and dragged for her time by Fortune, the seed she sowed in her.
Then, she ran into one of the characters she most resented, Rubera, in an alley.
If it’s a terrible nightmare, I want to wake up, Ishtal thought.
“Damn… Damn!”
Ishtal spat out her curse words, and rotated her spear greatly, drawing the trajectory of the half moon.
Ruba blocked it with a barisada once again, but she had no choice but to back away from the strong impact she felt with a thump.
Ishtal thought that Ruba’s body her was also staggering and she was driven to the point of collapsing, but she just backed away a little and took a deep breath.
The murder in her eyes her, the sharp blade of a knife, did not shake at all, and without losing her light her, she was the only existence she had to cut down.
She was staring straight at Ishtal.
“It’s not Cleon… It’s just like you, a nothing black horse clan… I… Can’t be good…!”
“…”
Ishtal seems annoyed, picks up and throws away his spectacles his, which had been cracked in his fight with Fortune, and tosses his hair back.
“I am the prophet who will guide this world to the truth…! I was born with such a destiny! It is human nature to live faithfully to one’s instincts like the devil! Indolent, angry, greedy, lustful, jealous, gluttony, and arrogance are human beings!”
“There is no human being who can match such a delusion. You have no qualifications to represent and lead humans.”
Ruba cleanly rejects Ishtal’s words and cuts them off.
Like the sharp sword she holds in her hand her.
“What you did is nothing. You took possession of others and exploited it as if it were your own. You gave an innocent girl a reason to fight. You stole and corrupted countless human souls.”
The result is the horror that has now happened to the royal capital.
Amelia suffered. Many others.
Aruru, Gray, and Eustes.
“So… Are you going to get revenge?”
Ishtal twisted the corner of her mouth as if looking down on Rubera’s will her.
The wound on her own shoulder was healing little by little.
This is the physical difference between a human and a half-demon.
In the end, unlike humans who have an end, the half-human, half-horse Ishtar is an immortal being unless it suffers a nuclear attack.
“To lose one’s own life by doing such a meaningless thing… It’s really human! Rubera!”
The next moment, if you think that the spear of Ishtal has moved-
Her attack her comes with her sharp tail her, not a spear, reaching towards Rubera.
Ishtal saw, in response to the spear she moved first, that Barisada’s blade moved.
Pierce her heart her with her tail her as it is, and finish it!
Kwajik! And heard the sound of something breaking in her.
“What…!?”
It was Ishtal’s side that was bewildered.
What blocked her own tail her was a sheath made of black wood.
Ishtar’s tail her, which is harder than steel, pierced the sheath that usually holds Barisada, but because of the impact, her piercing power her was weakened, so she could not attack Rubera properly.
And, at the same time, it allowed Ishtar, who showed a gap with her feint her, to counterattack her.
If you think that Rubera’s sword flashed, it was a single flash of vertical falling like lightning.
Like the water of a waterfall, the downward slash accompanied by an intense impact cut off Ishtal’s tail her.
“AA AA AA!!”
Ishtar’s powerful scream echoed as her blood gushed out of her.
Even compared to Mandragora and the Banshee, it never seemed to lose in terms of performance.
“Revenge… Revenge.”
Ruba swung her sword, brushing off her blood from her blade and letting out a sigh.
With eyes that saw Ishtal struggling in pain, even if it was a bug.
“I once had my revenge with Cleon. All I felt at that time was the sense that revenge was futile.”
“Damn it, damn it…! Sofia… Because of that bitch…!”
As if Rubera’s words did not reach her ears, Ishtar hurriedly tried to regenerate her tail her.
However, Ruba does not tolerate that.
She immediately swings her sword, aiming for her shoulder-wound her once more and slicing through it with an oblique slash.
Although Ishtal hurriedly holds her spear her with both of her hands her, blocking Rubera’s attack her.
Pushed and shoved by Ruba, who never tried to fall, she retreated to the wall of her alley and became wedged between Ruba and her wall her.
“But the thought of being able to cut you from now on makes my heart tremble. The time to repay what I’ve been looking for for 10 years is just around the corner… !”
In Rubera’s eyes, a red aura accompanies them.
That’s madness.
It is a piece of humanity that exists in the deepest part of a magic swordsman.
It was also the end of their dark emotions.
Those who face that madness instinctively feel fear.
Incarnations of violence and destruction, unafraid to even plunge headlong into hell to achieve their goals.
Even if that body is burnt in hellfire and reduced to ashes.
They use their own darkness as fuel to wield their swords.
Ishtal saw those eyes of Rubera and felt her spirit her go numb.
My heart beats fast, chills rise.
It wasn’t just Cleon, the dark horse clan had to be wary.
“Come on, grab your spear and resist Ishtal! I’ll cut out all of you except for your face and neck!! After that, I’ll peel off your flesh piece by piece, killing you, killing you, until you tell me everything you know!”
A thunderous roar, and then, Ruba kicked Ishtal’s stomach with his knee.
“Cheuk!”
Ishtal is distracted by the sound of Rubera’s words of her, so she does not notice her body of her moving.
And, having beaten her stomach just as she was, she shrank back as she vomited blood mixed with gastric juices from her mouth.
After that, she feels a strong shock run across her face.
Rubera hit Ishtal’s face with the handle of the sword, not the sword.
The blow was so strong that the fixation on the back of Barisada’s nose loosened and shook.
Bleeding from her nose and her gums her, Ishtal rolled her across the ground.
“Ugh. Ah, kue…”
Holding her broken nose and her broken teeth with one hand, Ishtal tried to raise her body her.
The moment she tried to get her body her up, her hands her on the ground.
The tip of a sword that strikes in a straight line from top to bottom.
Pierce Ishtal’s hand from the back of the hand and slam it down to the floor.
Once again her blood splattered her.
The devil’s blood that splashed on Rubera’s shoes gushed out of her to the point of creating a puddle on the ground.
“This makes it clear. You… You can’t run away anymore. It’s impossible to open the door as usual and disappear like you’re teasing us, right?”
“Haha…!”
To Rubera’s words, she didn’t even give an answer, but Ishtal repeated only exhaling her breath roughly.
As if annoyed by her reaction her, Lubera pulled out the knife she had driven into her hand her and struck it at her shoulder her, where she had been wounded earlier.
“Ah ah ah ah ah!!!”
“Noisy…Noisy!!! Don’t shout, say something!! I have no interest in the despair or pain you feel!! Where are my people! Where is Astarote’s hideout! Tell me everything!!”
As the sound of kurrung echoes, the drizzling rain becomes more intense and pours down like a shower.
The blood that dripped from the amputated surface of one arm rolling on the ground was not washed away even by rainwater.
When thunder struck and lightning flashed, Rubera’s shadow was reflected on one side of the wall.
Ishtal, holding back her severed shoulder her, held back his scream and opened his mouth.
“Huh, haha…! Ahahahaha!!”
“…”
Ruba couldn’t help but laugh at her laugh that burst out unexpectedly.
“Look… Lubera. You… Leave everything to violence, and you’re trying to kill me more like a demon than me, a demon. …But you’re saying that human nature is different from demons? “
Ishtal smiles at her blood, pain, and fever-stained face on her.
Then he talks like he’s laughing at Ruba.
“I’ll never tell you! Where the dark horse clan is, I wonder if I’ll tell you! You’re going to cut out everything but the face!? Haha! Try it! If you think I’m going to open my mouth just because of that, you’re going to have a blast-“
The next moment, Rubera’s leg swings and Ishtal’s body rolls to the ground once again.
Rubera’s eyes were wider than ever before, and her intense magical power was so strong that she could n’t tell where it came from.
Just, she was looking down at Ishtal, who was struggling with the weak.
Her murderous intent overflowed her so intensely that she seemed unable to control it herself.
Ishtal thought while looking at Rubera.
Ah. Like this, she will surely kill herself.
That is, that is.
She was told that she had to find out the location of the Dark Clan on her own.
If she thought that it was near impossible, her soul would be stained with despair.
It was easily predictable.
Rubera grabbed Barisada.
And, as it were, I raised it high into the sky and looked down at Ishtal’s neck.
Unspoken moment.
Just like that, Rubera’s sword cut from top to bottom in a straight line.
Bang! Then, Rubera’s blow that fell all the way to the floor and caused stone fragments to bounce off.
But- Ishtal felt a sense of incongruity there.
Her own throat her was not cut.
“…Unfortunately, I’m not killing you here and now. You have so much information to find out.”
When Rubera said so with her coldly opened eyes, Ishtal looked at Barisada, who was swung right in front of her own.
Rubera, despite being provoked by Ishtal, the very next moment, exercised her self-control and endured cutting off her head.
Ishtar, who had lost one of her arms of her and had not fully recovered her magical power of her, at that moment felt herself defeated.
However, even so, nothing changes.
There was no such thing as the means by which Rubera could open her own mouth.
“Good job. Rubera. Lastly, you tolerated it well.”
That’s how, when I was mistaken, I heard a familiar voice somewhere.
When Ishtal’s gaze slowly turned, there stood a blue-haired, half-man, half-horse with an eye patch over his eyes.
“F-Flowus…”
Ishtal calls her name her in a stammering voice.
Yeah, come to think of it, she should have known that it was she who gave her Rubera her location her.
Then it wasn’t strange that he appeared at the right time.
“Like you said, I cut off her arm. Is this what it is?”
“Yeah. With her powers her to minister to a subdued demon, it’s no business to have her confide in her secrets her that she holds.”
At Flarous’ words her, Lubera picks up her arm her that has fallen to the ground and throws it at her.
Ishtal did not understand for a moment the meaning of what Floraus said, and then she hurriedly turned her body to her.
“What…? Ministry? Now, did you say ministry?”
“Yes, Ishtal. You are half human, half devil. But then… There is nothing strange about being enslaved by our Megido clan, who are masters of demonic magic, right?”
When Flarous speaks calmly, Ishtal’s face is colored with despair and fear unlike before.
To become a familiar is to lose one’s own will.
Like Kamala, who was captured by Layla and turned into a demonic tool, her existence her now becomes a slave that she cannot even express her complaints about, no matter how she is used by Floous.
“Wait, no. As for the ministry, I don’t want to become a familiar…! Florous, we’re the same…! We were comrades! No, it’s no exaggeration to say we’re comrades! !”
“Ahaha.”
Flarous clung to him with one arm and seized Ishtal’s servile attitude, holding the only hand left.
And, the next moment, Flarous’s eyepatch came off.
The eyes hidden behind the eyepatch were shining like ‘universe’.
“Uh, uh…”
As soon as Ishtal sees those eyes, she feels her head her go blank from the sudden onslaught of her invisible restraints her.
“You, who have enslaved so many beings until now, say such a story. You have no conscience.”
Floraus’s voice is getting lower and lower.
“I told you. The karma of your actions will one day turn into sin, and you will be punished accordingly.”
One arm of Ishtal, which Flarous was holding, was engulfed in blue flames, and soon turned into a single contract.
“Relatives… You and I may be kinsmen. We were born together in the Empire’s plans, and we grew up in the cult’s laboratories. But you’ve become intoxicated with your devil self, and have begun to mistake yourself for being different from other humans. That’s how it is.” The moment I become, you and I are different beings. I’m sure I’m half-demon-but I haven’t given up on being human.”
With the sound of chii-i-i-i-i-i, the pattern of the hexagram was engraved on Ishtal’s forehead of hers.
“Ishtal… No, his real name his, his true name hers, is ‘Inanna’. Using a part of your body as a sign of submission, I will bind that free will here and now, and establish a lineage of work.”
“No, no no… Fla, Loews…!”
Ishtal stretches her hand toward her face her with her remaining self and her only remaining arm her.
However, right before the tip of her finger her touches Florous.
Pop, and when she stops moving.
Ishtal’s eyes her go blank, and her body her turns to stone.
“…”
Ruba looks down at the Ishtar, returns the barisada to her waistband her, and secures it with her straps her.
“Is this what it is?”
“Yes. Ishtal… Now forever bound by the contract with me. After answering your question, I will annihilate the soul through the proper procedure.”
“… Is that so.”
At Flarous’s words, Ruba nodded her head.
Her sympathy for Ishtal never aroused, and she had no intention of denying that the ending was a fitting end for her.
It’s just that, from now on, she will hear through Florause, the information she most wants.
Just hearing that was the greatest joy for Ruba.
“Then, Ishtal. Tell me. The hideout of ‘Astarothe’… Where did you hide the ‘Dark Horse Clan’?”
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“Haha…!”
I ran and ran in the dark.
In the dimly lit light, I couldn’t help but breathe.
At the end of the hallway, I saw two women standing some distance away.
Both of them, horns protruding from their heads, and highly exposed clothing.
It must have been a ‘succubus’ who was Ishtal’s subordinate.
“What, what? Human!? Why are you here… Kyaaak!”
“The magic swordsman of the dark horse clan…!? Ugh…!”
When the lightning-like sword was swung, the two demons were instantly summoned back to hell on the spot.
Heading towards the lock that was locking the door, hit Barisada once again, and the lock will be cut like tofu and the closed door will open.
Bang! And kick the door with your foot and step inside-
There, in tattered clothes, wrapped in each other’s bodies in the corner of the room.
As if they have been dominated by fear and fear for a long time, even Ruba, who has come to visit them, sends her suspicious eyes.
A clan of black demons, numbering about 13, between the ages of 10 and 30.
The eldest of them, looking at Rubera, put on a look of surprise for a moment.
“…Could it be, Lou, Rubera…?”
Ruba didn’t know her name her.
Because I was too young.
However, the moment she called her own name her, Ruba returned her barisada from her hand to her waist and nodded her head.
“Finally… Finally, we met again…!”
Ruba, with her choked throat, barely lets out her words her.
Then, slowly, staggering over to them, she knelt down.
“I’m sorry… I ran away… I couldn’t be with you guys… And I couldn’t find you sooner…!”
Looking at her sobbing Lubera, as if begging for her forgiveness of her, the women of the Dark Horse Clan were momentarily perplexed, but then she approached her.
“…It’s okay, Lubera. We’re… Okay. Thank you.”
After she was captured by Astarothe, her emaciated arms and body of her, beyond knowing how much she was exploited.
That day 10 years ago.
The day the town burned and the meteor fell.
And, where she was captured after that, what Ruba, who was the only one who did not live as a prostitute thanks to her mother’s love her, had been in her heart her ever since.
She was guilty of ‘she was the only one out of the pain’.
And, after the death of Marquis Hughes, she learned that they had fallen into the hands of demons, and she felt a greater sense of responsibility.
However, she was eventually able to rescue her people by meeting them once again.
“Rubera!”
At that time, the battle maids opened the door and entered.
After completing some of the training in the royal capital, he followed Rubera.
“Lavita…”
“…It’s good. It was hard to chase after the charge alone, but from the looks of it, it looks like it’s safe. We’re taking care of the remnants outside. You take them and get out of here.”
At Lavita’s words, Ruba nodded her head.
“…Then. Let’s go outside. Everyone- … No, we are free now.”
At Rubera’s words, the women of the Dark Horse clan stood up while staggering.
The little girl didn’t seem to know what it was yet, but all the older women had tears in their eyes at the thought of finally being able to go outside.
Clearly, much remains to be done.
Because it was Rubera’s wish her to save the dark horse family.
But even so, she was able to unload a great burden on her heart.
So she can make a new promise to her heart her.
Now I will wield this sword to protect those I rescued.
And – with Cleon.
They will cut down all the beings that threaten their lives that they have barely recovered.
The organization Astarote, which lost Ishtal, was destroyed by an attack on its hideout.
Ishtal’s right-hand man and advisor, ‘Remilia’, had disappeared, so I couldn’t find it.
It would be impossible for her alone to bring Astaroth back to life.
Astarote, without Lilim or Ishtal, had no way to summon demons.
“…Adam.”
Ruba quietly muttered the name.
From what I heard from Cleon, it was said that that existence was the one who made the Dark Horse clan dyed into the history of PickBob.
Perhaps, if he noticed that the Dark Demon clan survived, he might try to bury them in darkness again.
However, I had no intention of leaving it like that.
Amelia and Cleon. I will come back to this city someday.
Until then, they had to do what they could.
It was then.
Just when he thought he heard a fluttering sound in the sky, a huge shadow covered Ruba’s stomach.
There, a huge dragon with red scales was slowly descending to the ground.
“…Promise-sama?”
Her Ruba looked up at her on her sudden visit her and called her by her name her.
The Fire Dragon was trying to whisper her new fate to Rubera.