A Banished Failure Survives in the Borderland and Becomes an S-Rank Exorcist

--Major, I'm sure I can do it...

One hour before the operation began. I was taking care of the moon and moon as usual by myself. The work has already been repeated thousands or even tens of thousands of times. Ever since I gave this magic sword to the Major, I've been dealing with this sword with care.

When the sword is in the sky, it glows beautifully with red and black light. This is how the Major remembered that he was taking good care of him yesterday.

"... okay, here's the thing..."

And I put it in my sheath. Feeling certain weight on my hips, I move forward. Already close to the Major's age. Fast, really fast. It's been exactly ten years since the Major died. I don't know what the cause and effect is, but it's been a perfect ten years today. I feel like the time when the Major is gone is getting longer.

After all that time, I never forgot him.

The sadness of losing someone I care about keeps sticking into my heart. It will certainly not let me go until I die.

But that's good. Because of the sorrow and the pain, I can remember the Major.

"Hey, Belle. I'm looking forward to seeing what kind of warrior you'll be."

"What is it... all of a sudden..."

"I wonder what you look like when you're my age now."

"Does that... bother you?

"Ah, you're a bad mouth, and you don't have any good opponents, do you? I was worried you might be isolated."

"I don't need to... take care of you"

"Ha ha, I hope so."

I suddenly remembered doing such an exchange. And in my heart, as usual, I send him a message. It is customary to do this before a big battle.

Major, I'm old enough to catch up with you. And so did the loved ones. And just like you... I have an apprentice. Can you imagine? You are an apprentice to me. Like when I was a Major's apprentice, I also told someone about swordsmanship and secret swords.

Well, I'm getting old, too. But that apprentice is Shelly, but... she's full of talent. Its origins are not pure human beings, but its mind is definitely human.

I'm sure she'll be more of a swordsman than me. I am already 15 years old and I handle all the secret swords, which is comparable to me now. She might be able to use that secret sword. That said, I'm still active. I'm not going to subtract from the front line. Now I feel like I can understand the Major's feelings at that time. I can't pull because I have a disciple.

Please look beyond the blue sky at the end of this twilight. I will keep fighting at this dusk... and one day I will make this world the same as your sky. Sure, blue sky in this hand.

"Major, I can't go back to you yet. I will continue to fight alongside my loved ones. From now on....."

That's what they murmur about. We can't die yet. I haven't accomplished anything yet. Especially the Major's revenge. I've been looking for the Magus ever since. The Magus who killed the Major. But there's no sign of them. I threw the question at the sarcastic man who had slaughtered him, but there was nothing to answer.

I don't have much time. I knew that better than anyone.

Twilight Syndrome. That's... as erosive as the Major back then. I managed to deceive you, but I finally found myself in an area that I couldn't deceive. During the previous routine examination, I was told that I would not keep it for three years. Rather, I am unusual to be able to fight normally. Indeed, if you look in the mirror, you can see that this body is completely invaded by dusk.

Still, there was no pain and no harm in particular. In my late twenties, chronic pain persisted, but beyond that I didn't feel like I was adapting or anything.

With that in mind, I had a hypothesis.

I wonder if Twilight Syndrome can be overcome. Previous research has concluded that Twilight Syndrome is a form of demonization and death. But there are also examples of Julia, Ella, and Shelley. He, they are innate, but can this body adapt to dusk?

It was intuitive, even if it was a foolish act to deny the objective data presented in the study with just subjectivity.

--I 'm sure I can get to people first.

That's how I step forward to be at the head of First Platoon.

The time to stop is over. Humanity leads us to dusk. With that oath in my chest, I move on.

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The operation has begun. Target is the underground space at Danger Zone Level 3. According to Lianne's perception, there were huge underground facilities hidden in the place. And there's a huge magic element solidifying there. Even I've been completely concealed until now, but even I have low perceptual abilities, and now I can feel it like this.

--This magic element is not unusual...

The First Platoon has already arrived at its target point. By the way, other squads are supposed to hunt the monsters around here. A second platoon is scheduled to come to the basement for backup, but that is still to come. In the meantime, Julia and I will cut the line.

"Yes, Mr. Bell. Here it is."

"... definitely."

A cleverly concealed passage. There seemed to be a fairly large hole underground. But this is hidden in the border, and you can't usually notice it. Julia, it would have been impossible without such sensory abilities as Lianne.

Well, shall we go?

"Yeah... let's move on, guys."

That's what I said, and I tried to follow him... but at that moment, I felt a sign.

"... everyone!! Go!! Hurry!!

I didn't think so, but I raised my voice. But here, this is what I should do.

"Julia, I'm sorry. I... asked everybody. I'll... I'll stop here."

"Mr. Bell... if you destroy the target, I will definitely come back for you."

"Yeah... but before that, I'll kill him... so don't worry..."

"... I see. Good luck."

Speak those words at the end and send everyone into the underground space. And as I stretched my spine, I slowly laid my hand on the moonlit night of the waist for the sign. At the same time, the look I saw from behind the trees was exactly the same as I saw 10 years ago...

"Hoo... have you noticed?"

"With such a lethal intent... if you scatter it around, everyone will know..."

"Kukuku, it looks like I've learned joy from your presence. Hey, Bertina Wright."

……

"? Don't you ask me your name?

"Anyway, Cyrus, you heard about Claudia...."

"Ah, because your inner feelings have already been shared with the Magus. My name is Alfred, by the way. The Twelfth Apostle, tenth in the Order. Nice to meet you."

"... my memory is not big enough to remember the name of the one who's going to die..."

"Oh, I don't know... I don't hate people who say that."

Alfred pulls out his sword. Its swordsmanship is the opposite of Ozuki Night. The whole part has a bright red color, but only the part of the blade is completely black. The doth black color also seemed to reveal the inside of him.

And I'm also slowly pulling out the sword. Squeeze firmly with both hands to keep an eye on your opponent.

I was shivering with joy, just like this one. This is undoubtedly the Magus I missed killing 10 years ago... the Magus who killed the Major. I can't believe this is such a dramatic moment of revenge... I can't help but be happy.

"......!!

"......!"

And we kick each other in the ground, and we start that sword. Since then, I have worked hard. Believing that this day will come, I have sent you every day to ensure that you will fulfill your vengeance.

But... without saying it was useless, the world was pointing to reality.

"Kukukukukukuku, ahahahahahahaha!! Hey, what's up!? Hey!? Are you sure you're a little girl 10 years ago? Weak, weak... Vertina!!!

"Uhh... ugh... ugh..."

Instant offensive defense. I couldn't see. As soon as the opponent's sword tip tried to pass through my neck, I quickly twisted my body and avoided a direct hit, which nicely sliced my left shoulder. The spilled blood builds up on the ground... and spreads.

Perhaps your left arm won't move anymore. It's just out of the way. It is equal to being connected by a piece of leather, which I am sure is not needed to shake a sword.

Then....

"Oh, that sounds like a good idea!

……

I cut off my left arm with my own sword. If you can't use it anymore, it's just a decoration, it's just a distraction. Then the extra weight shall be cut off only. There is no hesitation. I don't think about the future. I am now alive. And I'm fighting just to kill him. That's why I'm not lost in choosing to amputate my arm myself. Always fight reasonably and always in better shape. That's what the Major taught me. I don't want my left arm to move anymore...

And when I immediately cured the bleeding with healing magic, I set up the moonlit night with my right hand, and concentrated again.

"... uuuuuuuuu, haaaaaaaaaaa"

The pain is either due to adrenaline or not anymore. There is no obstacle to movement, whether you lose your arm or not. The problem is that I don't have a left hand, so as before, I wanted to know if I could use a sword technique, especially secret swords. The Major was also fighting under these circumstances. Then I will fight as well. It was the Major and me back then. But now it's just me.

The Major isn't next door anymore.

I know that already. But I felt him next door whispering like this.

Belle, listen. Whether you lose your arms or not, you still have enough power to fight. Believe me, everything you've stacked up so far. "

...... yes

Again, stand in front of you in the evening of Ozuki directly beside you. I wasn't alarmed earlier. But I was fatally wounded. It showed that this Magus was strong by purity. Much stronger than that decade ago. What was missing was imagination. My handkerchief started ten years ago, but it's already in my head. Even though I couldn't see it, I already sensorially understood it with my singularity, Extra.

Of course, I don't think the previous alley is in this region, but I understand the base.

Follow, follow, follow. Using everything the Major has ever given me... I'll kill him.

"Hoo... nice eyes. This is just a little bit, do you really want to go?"

The opponent also boosts its killing temper. He doesn't seem to be alarmed enough to fly one arm. The opponent must be the world's best swordsman. I understand that he is the top swordsman among the Magus. The sword you have is also like the Magic Sword. Because after that, you can feel an unusual magic element.

……

……

That's how we fight to the death. Literally a battle of life and death.

There's nothing to be afraid of anymore. Even if he loses his arm, he just slashes the enemy in front of him. That's it, that's it.