Chapter 310 – Vanitas Still Life -2-

The sad blue eyes that express the will to amputate limbs without hesitation.

Even though the blade with the blue aura was aimed at him.

Rike did not see any reason for himself to shrink.

The years Boris had held and wielded her sword would have outlived Rike’s life.

But what is your status now?

Her hand holding the vanitas is so dry that there is not even a hint of tension.

“Can’t you come in? Are you cautious because you used to be an escort knight or are you timid?”

“…You can be criticized for light words and actions, saying that you are an adventurer and not a woman from a knight family.”

“That’s the highest compliment for me. Isn’t this something to be criticized for being a marquess knight who can’t beat even an academy cadet?”

Boris gave no further reply to Rike’s provocation, which contained her smile.

The distance was gradually reduced with soft, muted steps.

I feel wary because I don’t know what effect models made of blood magic have.

Zieg-

At the same time as she spread her feet apart, the knight’s gaze moved down twice in a short gap.

She found the best route to get in without stepping on the bright red flowers blooming on the floor.

The girl’s purple eyes focus on the subject.

‘Come in.’

Boris is expressing her momentum, saying, I’m going in now, with her whole body.

Although there is little change in her stance as much as her experience.
Her minute muscle tension, her mana movements were read by her.

Bang! Bang!

The sound of her palm hitting the floor.

Boris moved to Rike’s square with one blow of her body with her left, and the moment he saw her black back of her head, she was sure of her victory.

‘I cut this!’

Absolutely great location.

Grabbing the flank of her opponent, the knight lunged forward with her sword in her arms.

Seeing!

The sword that swung along with her flying speed aimed at the girl’s thigh.

Even if you belong to an axis that is above average.

An ordinary academy cadet would have been unable to catch it with her own eyes, and the blow would have ended.

“…Disappointed for Boris.”

With a short mutter, Rike kicked the lower part of her scythe and spun it without looking away from her.

Lowering her knees with her quick movements minimizing her preliminary movements.

She swung her scythe diagonally.

Phisht-

Even though the two arms moved in an instant, there was only one clear cutting sound.

Rike’s leg, which became the target, was still attached.

“Cuck!”

Conversely, Boris’ right leg is neatly amputated to her armor.

Unable to withstand the power of her landing and her speed with her single leg, Boris’ body tumbled to the floor.

“Boris. When you taught me, didn’t you say that the sword is your other self, so don’t miss it even if you die?”

A one-handed sword that lost its owner.

Rike approached, spinning the red crown with his fingers, pushing the sword all the way to the corner with a kick.

“How… This, this…!”

Grasping her bleeding thigh, Boris looked up at her lyke.

‘No matter how fast a movement is detected, it is food for the counter.’

Even if the opponent is faster than you, it is not impossible to avoid it if you can predict it.

In addition, Boris said that she was no faster than himself and even her movements were read, so it was a natural result.

“Your brother called this… A telephone punch, right?”

I remember what Roman said, of course.

It is a unique word that I have never heard before, so I have a clearer memory.

“Unfortunately, there was no time to properly show growth.”

“Keugh…!”

Looking down from above, you can see more detail.

Negative emotions such as fear felt in red bloodshot eyes.

The knight was already a dog with a curled tail.

‘This is what my brother said.’

Even if a leg is cut or an arm is blown, the enemy who does not give up is evident in the eyes and the corners of the mouth.

The opposite is also true.

Ricke perfectly understood one of Roman’s practical advice this time.

“Ah, lady!!”

“Why?”

“Whoa!

“It’s natural since I sent it myself. Don’t I know that?”

An acute pain that began to feel more and more vividly as time passed.

Seeing Rike pretending not to know her intentions, Boris began to feel annoyed at her.

“Even if you gain power, women in the history of the empire will rebel against the family—!”

“Should Boris be calm? A knight should always be calm and calm.”

“…”

At some point, Rike’s voice, which disappeared in front of her eyes, came from behind.

Boris, who spat at her in her impatience and spat her words, shut her mouth.

Her scythe caught on the protruding wool pole and dug into her flesh.

Blood ran down the blade and dripped onto the floor.

The moment Rike pulls this with her foot on her back, she vividly imagines what she will look like.

“At this point, you know the answer I want to hear, right?”

“…”

Silence.

Even when her life is on the verge of being taken away, the knight does not open her mouth.

In Rike’s memory, if Boris asks if she has the loyalty or chivalry to give her life to Enoch Skady and her later writer.

The answer comes to one side without having to think long.

“The contract with the warlock must be terrible and scary. Do you regret it now?”

Rike chewed on Hellbroom’s punishment for violating her contract.

Boris opened her eyes, forgetting even the pain that seemed to set her lower body on fire.

“Where the hell did you get that information…”

Rapid growth unprecedented in empires.

It’s like wielding an armor without hesitation even when things get complicated later on.

Looking at them, I was convinced that there was a background that could handle everything.

From the point of view of Boris, this question and answer.

It felt like Rike himself was cross-verifying the information he received from someone.

“If you can’t answer, that’s fine. No matter what they say, my job is the same.”

Rike’s voice, tinged with laughter, pierced Boris’ back of the head.

And a low voice.

Rike, ignoring the barking of the knight under her feet, raised her mana and started chanting.

– What soothes a lonely night is a glass that used to contain a glass of wine. Our destiny is a candle before the wind and wounded flesh.

“Wait…! Now, wait a moment! Miss!!”

Let the red blood pool in front of Boris and begin to form.

The knight was startled and opened his mouth again.

– My wisdom cannot fix what is broken, what is crooked cannot be straightened, and what is missing cannot be counted. To me it is like a sermon spoken with candlesticks and candles.

– Intortícĭum.

“Ah ah ah ah ah!!!”

Boris watched as a fingernail-sized flame lit up in an antique candlestick made of blood.

Her eyes filled with fear, and she struggled, forgetting that the blade was stuck to her neck.

As Vanitas dug into her struggles, blood trickled down her body.

Rike squeezed her feet, which were holding her back, even more tightly with mana.

“I just started, but are you already so scared?”

“Sorry Sorry···.”

This does not answer Rike’s question.

As Boris began to atone for her with her tears streaming down her face, Rike relaxed at her feet and watched her closely.

“Huh~ This is how it works with people.”

A soggy emotional hell that repeats itself endlessly.

Now, Boris is a human with a stronger sense of guilt than anyone else and weak against shame.

Boris’s reaction to experiencing the hallucination of falling into hell with her own sins while her mind was infinitely fragile was intense.

She apologized as her mouth dried and spat out retrograde blood.

Boris, who had been weeping like a child with her reddened eyes, shook her shoulders and raised her exhausted head.

“… Is this place?”

“I’m waiting for you as a slave to the devil. I’ll see you all soon.”

Checking on Boris, who had come to her senses, free from her magic, Rike pulled the vanitas without hesitation.

Squeak-

“Whoa.”

With the girl’s sigh, the knight’s heavy neck fell to the floor.

A man who was holding his breath on top of the building and watching the situation came down.

…
…

“Great job.”

“Brother!!”

No time for emotional thoughts like the first step of revenge.

Rike saw Roman open her arms and hugged her.

“Did I do well?”

“It was the best, to the point where my mouth hurts, to say the least.”

“I wanted to properly show the blood magic I researched. It’s a shame.”

I expected it because her brother had come to see the dean at the academy today.

I hope you are seeing yourself somewhere.

Roman, who comforted Rike, who felt sorry for not being able to show her best due to her partner’s weakness, took a look at Rike’s body just in case.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Yeah. I’m fine enough to do it right away.”

Rike felt a sense of security from Roman’s hand patting her buttocks.

She reached out and patted her own buttocks, smiling.

“Chloe and Seria are waiting near the academy.”

“I told you two to go to the mansion?”

“There’s no way I’ll go back in silence after hearing that.”

“…”

“He was so anxious that he made a fuss to follow me. I reassured him and told him to wait at the cafe.”

Looking back, the atmosphere was like that implicitly from her childhood.

After Skadi, the writer was expecting that her mother and her own side would not be there from the beginning.

Nevertheless, she had time with Boris and had memories of her past, so Rike could not say that she felt refreshed as she reaffirmed her bitter reality.

“Chloe will burst into tears if something happens to Rike, let the Empire go. Seria crossed her arms and spun around her seat.”

It was enough for her to say that she had someone who cared about her.

A cozy feeling that disappears the awkwardness left in the heart just by imagining it.

Rike remembered what he wanted to hear right away, so he looked up from Roman’s arms and asked a question.

“Are you family?”

To Rike’s question, Roman gave her the answer she wanted with a kind smile.

“Because we are family.”