Chapter 531 – The Son of Man and the Demonic Sword

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A few minutes after Cleon entered Caliburn’s world, Galatea was sitting on the handle of Caliburn, her eyes closed, thinking about something.

Cleon is now connected to Caliburn by something invisible to his eyes, piercing his chest.

He said it was the sword of shadow, but Galatea felt a sense of incongruity in his words.

He said that the being that lends his strength was the third sword that was about to be born from the merging of his and Caliburn’s personalities.

‘…But it’s strange. Even though my and Caliburn’s selves were merging, it felt like I was talking to another being from Cleon’s perspective.’

It’s okay to say it yourself, but the personalities of Galatea and Caliburn were a little different from ordinary people.

Caliburn has the personality of a little mysterious girl who is easy-going and easy-going, but she seems to be hiding something.

And even though Galatea’s personality her has softened a lot compared to before, she was not without a side of her jealousy, sharpness, and acting with Cleon as the standard in everything.

If this invisible sword, which calls itself the third sword, is a being born from the combination of himself and Caliburn, at least it will show that aspect.

Besides, it’s strange that you can’t see it yourself.

“Since they are half the same, they will not be seen,” Cleon explained to Galatea after being explained by him.

Recognizing that there are two or more of the same being will adversely affect the maintenance of the self.

For some reason, that only sounded like an excuse.

‘Besides… The twin swords that Cleon is said to have held and wielded…? Are you saying it’s not a holy sword or a demonic sword?’

A pair of swords that can handle divine magic on one side and black magic on the other.

Rather than simply holding and wielding a holy sword and a demonic sword at the same time, it is to treat a ‘pair of swords’ that have the characteristics of both as one.

Basically, the Holy Sword is an annihilation weapon created in Harmageddon in the original world.

The magic sword that is symmetrical to it is connected to the soul of a being born with the fate of a magic swordsman, and is created by receiving power from that soul.

In other words, since they are created out of nothing, they look similar in reality, but they are different beings.

‘The reason why we were able to unite as one is because we were all connected to Cleon, and our souls were strongly tied together. Of course, if that’s the case, there are us who haven’t fully merged yet, so it’s strange that a third sword exists.’

She has such a clear self, and the fact that her powers have not weakened also supports the idea.

“The invisible third sword… Who the hell are you?”

The moment Galatea quietly put her question into her mouth that way, Cleon’s body her flinched and trembled.

It was exactly 5 minutes after I entered.

At the same time, when the handle of the Caliburn where Galatea was sitting-the handle that was like the stone statue returned to color and divine magic flowed from her body.

Galatea feels that the spot she is sitting on is as hot as a heated stone and she jumps up from it.

“Ah hot!!”

To her, her demonic sword, her divine magical power was also stimulating.

At the same time, the invisible wedge stuck in Cleon’s chest was pulled out, and his body almost fell forward.

“Cleon!”

Galatea flew through the sky to get closer to Cleon, and she grabbed him by the shoulder and held him so that he would not fall.

Although it was small, it was possible to hold onto it enough to keep the upper body from collapsing to the ground, even with the strength and flying ability of the present.

“Uh…Well…”

And, when Cleon slowly opens his eyes as the wound in his chest closes, Caliburn, which was embedded in the back of her, also emits light and, like Galatea, takes on a human form in a small form like a fairy.

“I’m back~ …Are you back?”

Then, while watching Caliburn, who yawned and stretched, and showed a relaxed voice, Galatea raised her voice.

“You’ve finally returned! You must have done something strange where I couldn’t see you!?”

“If you don’t do that, you won’t be able to come back, even Galatea knows very well~ Uhuhu~”

At Galatea, who gets angry, Caliburn covers her mouth and smiles.

Meanwhile, Cleon, fully conscious, slowly raises his body and looks down at the chattering two.

“Galatea, Caliburn.”

“Yes.”

“Yes~”

And, looking at the small figures of the two and calling their names, he let out a sigh of relief at the answer that came back properly.

“Thank you, both of you.”

When Cleon said that and stretched out his hand to the two, Caliburn smiled and hurriedly approached and tried to ride on his hand her, and Galatea looked at Caliburn like that for a while-

He turned his gaze to Cleon.

“…Hey, Cleon. There, the sword of the shadow we haven’t seen yet. Is there?”

“…? Ah. There is.”

In response to Galatea’s sudden question, Cleon nodded and looked back.

There, still in the form of a shadow, stood a shadow silently looking down at him.

“…”

Cleon then raises her body and looks at her, as if he had noticed what Galatea was talking about.

“——Why, are you still here?”

[…

Cleon’s words could have sounded a bit harsh.

No matter how she was born, and no matter what Cleon’s feelings for her were.

It was all thanks to her help her that Cleon was able to save Galatea and Caliburn.

She could only say that the reason why she asked “Why did she still exist?” Was because the situation of her still existing was so strange.

“You are a being created from the mixing of Caliburn and Galatea’s egos. That’s what I said. And in the process, it’s the third sword that’s about to be born.”

Cleon is slow. As she reflected on what she had heard from her, she turned to Galatea and Caliburn.

The two of them were watching Cleon with nervous expressions while listening to Cleon’s story of her.

It seemed that the existence of ‘her her’ was still invisible to them.

“…As you can see, Caliburn and Galatea’s selves have returned properly. But… It’s hard to understand why you still exist.”

Hearing Cleon’s question from the black of the shadows, she didn’t say anything for a while…

She opened her mouth, directing her gaze towards Cleon.

[Sorry, Master. I apologize for deceiving you. However. As you said, the existence of the two swords mixed and I awoke.]

She takes a step forward.

Then, a ripple rippled through the surrounding scenery centered on her feet.

When the image space of the ruins where Caliburn was sealed began to blur like a mirror image erased by waves on the surface of the water.

Cleon noticed that his own feet were being grabbed and stopped moving.

“Kuh… Legs…! Was it a lie to help me wake up the two of them…!”

[No.]

Hearing Cleon’s voice, Galatea and Caliburn quickly flew over Cleon’s shoulders.

As if trying to protect him by his side his.

After glancing at the two, Cleon looked at the sword of shadow, which he had no choice but to be wary of.

Every time she took a step in front of her, the vibrations around her eyes continued.

[However. For me, my own self. I have the meaning of my own existence. That’s right… Cleon. It is to protect the Master from everything.]

“What…?”

[I am the master’s sword. Because it is the master’s real sword. Different from the fakes out there.”

And the next moment, the voice she had been hearing in her head for a while became a voice that actually vibrated through the air and reached her ears.

Looking at her body her, which was like gray clay, the detail was a little higher.

She still seems to have blurred out the human outline, but her mouth her has been created and parts of her eyes her glow white.

It looked like she was wearing black armor.

“…!”

Cleon felt the identity of a kind of deja vu from her appearance.

Although it has a human form, the atmosphere that is alien to humans is the armor of black magic that appears as if it were covered with Cleon’s body when he developed black magic at some point.

Exactly, it was exactly like that.

Of course, it would have been a little different that the form was female.

“Cleon…!”

“Oh… I guess there was something that looked like that.”

It was only after the surrounding scenery disappeared that Galatea and Caliburn seemed to see her.

Both of them look nervous and do not stop her wary of her, but her armor of shadow stops on the spot and continues her story of her.

“This is not an image space for just the two of us. In the space of the mind connected by the two of them and the Master. They were suppressing my existence, but their powers were weakened as if they were consumed by each other and disappeared, so I was able to come out. It’s ‘my image space’.”

“Cleon’s sword…?”

It would be Galatea who would respond to those words. Her eyebrows her twitch, her eyes glaring at her.

“You said… My sword. My swords, ‘Galatea’ and ‘Caliburn’. There are two.”

Cleon also shook her head, denying her words her.

Even in Cleon’s earliest memories of her, Galatea was held in Cleon’s hand her.

In her own memory her, twin swords like hers did not exist.

“…Because I didn’t even have a chance to reveal my existence to you. Everything is a ‘distortion’ created by a ‘reincarnation factor’.”

The shadow says so as if it is sad to Cleon, who denies himself.

“Reincarnation factor…?”

The illusion that I heard the sound of laughing at fate that I thought I had succeeded in shaking off.

Cleon looks at her with her uneasy aura of her.

“Pandora, the sword of the emperor of the demon sword. And, Galatea. All magic swordsmen with the reincarnation factor have demonic swords with similar power. That is, the sword with the powerful ability of the imprint of control is the black demon clan. That reincarnates.Because it is a symbol of

A reincarnation factor is the soul of a black demon clan that can gain a body again without returning to the spirit vein.

And, the magic sword of a magic swordsman is created based on that soul.

But, therefore, it was not strange that the magic swordsmen who reincarnated with the reincarnation factors had magic swords with the same ability.

“Is it really so?”

And, the shadow talking to Cleon as if he had read Cleon’s head her thinking that way.

“There are definitely demonic swords that have the ability to be inherited from a previous life. But you know that. Reincarnated people will inevitably have their personalities distorted. It is the same thing as a single soul. The demonic sword created from that soul is a demonic sword with the power of the ‘imprint of dominance’. Then- what remains after removing the reincarnation factor from the previous life…? “

Galatea, who had been listening to her, covered her mouth with her hands and widened her eyes.

“…Galatea?”

“It’s her business about herself, so she seems to understand what I mean. She probably didn’t know until I said it here, now.”

The pupils of the shadow’s light closed once and then opened.

“Galatea. You are not entirely the Master’s sword. You are a sword created from the soul of the Master and the reincarnation factors combined. In the Master’s pure soul, what was meant to be with him was…”

She talks to that point and takes a moment as if to pass the time.

Galatea covers her ears as if she doesn’t want to hear the story behind it.

And while looking at such Galatea, the armor of shadow speaks.

“It is me. I am your ‘real sword’.”

“…”

Caliburn, too, had no choice but to wrinkle her forehead while listening to the story of the Shadow Sword.

“I, who had my position as the master’s demonic sword stolen by Galatea, will never awaken forever, holding my breath inside of my master – no, not even having a self. I would have existed only as a possibility.”

“…But. As Galatea and I merged into one, I was stimulated by both consciousnesses and opened my eyes inside Cleon…”

Caliburn reasoned as if continuing the shadow’s words, and the shadow nodded her head.

“Then… You, too, a demonic sword?”

When Cleon asked such a question, the Black Shadow shook his head.

“I’m neither a demonic sword nor a holy sword. Certainly, the essence must have been a demonic sword. However, the mana of many beings who passed through the master’s body is accumulated inside me. It’s neither a holy sword nor a demonic sword. It’s better to call it another sword.”

“…Then, your purpose.”

“I am now in my space with the egos of Galatea and Caliburn weakened. By absorbing the existence and power of the two, I will be reborn as a perfect sword. Then, Cleon, I can protect you from everything. The devil Of course , from that Adam.”

“…That’s-“

“The first time I spoke directly with the Master, I said, I am a being that should not have been born. When I wake up, I will definitely suppress Galatea and Caliburn, and I will want to stand by your side. And indeed, It happened.”

When a voice close to her ambition her resounded, Cleon couldn’t shut her mouth for a moment.

“…Don’t worry, Master. Both of you, if you say you can protect the Master, you’ll want that.”

Saying that, if you tried to approach Cleon once again, Cleon would take a step back and prepare for battle.

“…I won’t let it go like that.”

At Cleon’s action, the shadow flinched and slowly opened its mouth while looking at Cleon.

“Why. You reject me like that? Master.”

The Shadow Sword said so.

Her voice her, which had sounded mechanical until now, sounded really sad this time.

“20 years… I haven’t been able to do anything inside of you for 20 years. No, maybe I wouldn’t have woken up until I died if I didn’t have this opportunity. The ‘sword that should be by Cleon’s side’ is none other than ‘me’.”

The eyes like the flames on the face of the Shadow Sword slowly began to grow.

It seemed to cover her entire face as it continued for a long, long time.

“…Is it out of control…”

Her existence her is incomplete and unstable from the start.

It was forcibly awakened by taking advantage of the weakening of Caliburn and Galatea’s power.

Cleon’s refusal that followed must have become a wedge.

However, even as Cleon, she could not accept her offer of her.

If they did, Galatea and Caliburn would have disappeared instead.

With her mixed feelings, I look at her changing years.

“Why…Why why why why why why why why why why why why?”

Sadness, only sadness and despair came from her voice.

There was no anger there.

His obsession her with Cleon, and his devastated mind her at the fact that if he misses this opportunity, he will have to be suppressed and disappear again.

When the form of the armor that kept her body-humanoid changed.

As it changes like a gray quadrupedal beast, the surrounding landscape also changes.

“…”

It is a space above the Milky Way where starlight flows down.

It was as if she was standing above the ‘starry night sky’ that Cleon looked up from her hometown.

Then, while looking up at the thing that she had transformed into a mixture of a huge wolf and a dragon, Cleon clenched her fist.

Another stream of fire, like tears, flowed from her blazing eyes.

“Cleon… I…”

Galatea cautiously opened her mouth to speak to Cleon.

But—Caliburn opened her mouth next to Galatea.

“I don’t give in.”

“Caliburn…”

“I won’t yield to Cleon. Cleon is the one who accepted me, and I swore that the inside of his hand is my place. What Cleon needs is not ‘our strength’, but ‘us’ itself. That ‘ s right.?”

Cleon turned to Galatea as she nodded at Caliburn’s confident voice in her.

“…Galatea. It’s just as she said. Even if she is my true ‘demon sword’. …To me now, Galatea is my sword.”

Even if it is covered by the factor of the previous life.

For the longest time, it was she who supported herself in the closest place to her.

“Her her huh…Her her her her, let’s stop.”

And while Galatea said so, she used her magical energy within her own body to return to her sword form once again.

In line with that, when Caliburn also became a sword, the holy sword and the demonic sword were gathered in Cleon’s hand her.

Looking at Cleon, who had fully entered into battle, the ‘shadow girl’ cried. She couldn’t help but cry.

And, it was to speak with a sobbing voice.

“Please return the master. My seat…”

With a feeling of tightness in his chest her, Cleon stepped out.