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

"Hey, Belle."

"What is it... Major?"

The Major asks me that while drinking coffee in his usual room. By the way, I am cleaning the room now. As soon as this person is left alone, he messes up the room. I really want you to stay strong here because other soldiers are coming. Coffee is mine, and this man may really have nothing but a sword in his head.

Even though he said he was cleaning, the Major said something with a serious expression.

"I feel like I'm still stuck."

"Stagnation...?

"Ah. Now they say the most powerful swordsman of mankind... but I still think I'm in the middle of something."

"I can't believe the Major is on his way..."

Is there such a stupid thing? That's what I wanted to say. This man's skill is no longer in human domain. I know better now that I'm stronger. See how unusual this man's sword is.

"This is neither disgusting nor proud. But I can still go ahead. That's what I feel encouraged to do this evening."

"The Magic Sword... has the will...?

"You will have to think in common sense. But magic swords are a lost technology and a substitute for common sense. Whatever happens, I'm not surprised... maybe my place has gone crazy."

Tongton, Major smiles with a bang on his head. This man tried to make me laugh, but I never disliked it.

"That was originally... strange for the Major..."

"Haha, I'll tell you what."

The Major suddenly looked at the void as if he were looking away. I'm sure you're thinking about the past. Rumor has it that his beloved family and the Major's master have also died in front of him. Where does the Major get to with all that death?

What kind of thoughts are we going to get even higher from where we are now... I wonder if that's how we can think about it.

"Bell"

"Yes"

"My master was desperate to break down his own wall. I was thinking like you at the time. I wonder if such a strong person still wants to go ahead. It was stunned. And I realized that I was still alive. Maybe I won't make it to that place before I die. Like my master did. But I have a high opinion of you. That talent is probably the highest of all human beings."

"That's not true..."

"No, at that young age, that skill. I arrived there probably in my late 20s. But you're a teenager. I'm counting on you, Belle."

"... is that so?"

At that time, I didn't care about the meaning of the word at all.

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--Major, I'm... I'm here. I... am in an area that humans couldn't reach.

"... no one can stop me anymore..."

"Temee... I can't believe it..."

When I flip the opponent's sword, I flash. It's not a flash of purple light. It's not just a fantasy, it's a sideways gesture. However, the opponent's Magus was slow to react or suffered a one-letter wound to his stomach. Looking at the amount of blood coming out, it's not fatal. But we both knew what the wound meant.

This flash is more than the secret sword I have ever used, the violet flash. If it's a regular secret sword, it's because he hit the same secret sword to offset it. It also comes out later. The fact is that this Magus can react after seeing my attack. After all, I am slightly inferior in terms of substantive skill.

But I'm not who I am anymore. There are no more Twilight Syndrome engravings on this body. I will never be scorched by the twilight again. I arrived perfectly. The Major was talking about, ahead of the people.

It's not that my body is light. I already felt like I was transcending everything in this world. Strange. It's a strange feeling. Now there's no more fear at all. Just a flat feeling. The irritability, irritability, and anger that I experienced earlier gradually subsided. I wonder if this is the feeling of the one who will arrive.

"You... you're not human anymore? A saint? No, this is...."

"I don't care about that... I don't need that definition to kill you..."

Prepare for the evening of the moon. It was completely liberating the true figure. The blade is black and only the blade part is red. It was the moonlit night of the past. But not now. This sword was all burning vermilion. It's like absorbing all of my twilight syndrome and turning it into power.

When I tightened my grip on the moonlit night, I felt that this body was full of magic. No, it's not an illusion. There is no doubt that this body contains magic elements that exceed its previous capacity, Capa. Then I will put my will to kill him with my sword and try to activate the secret sword.

"--Fifth Secret Sword, Empty Cicada"

It is one of the most skillful and difficult to control of my secret swords. But now I can handle this secret sword perfectly.

Standing sideways in the evening of the moon and moon, I move forward. * woosh * walks slowly and gently, sinking into the bottom of the other person's consciousness.

"... you bastard!!

The opponent's Magus knows this technique. So you know what to do. It should be, but it's not his secret sword anymore. The opponent cut into pieces is a phantom. All that remains is a lump of magic.

The Fifth Secret Sword, the Empty Cicada "The Depression". It anchors the illusion of impossibility in this world. It certainly remains in this world. Magic form, unique region "Personal field". They certainly remain in this world and deceive others to recognize them. This is not a sword technique per se, but a special secret sword that is a secret sword treatment, including this process of moving. I was the worst at this, but right now... if I was awake, I could handle it.

I can see. It's true that the other person is aware of my appearance, but they're not. Even though I'm in front of you, the more I see myself moving, the more I fit into the procedure. And even if it had Twilight Site, it would be bewildered by its presence.

I can see. But I can't see it.

It is this empty cicada that creates the contradiction.

So I walked in between, and I cut off my neck and shook this sword.

"... uhh, uhh... uhh, uhh... damn it... I can't believe this..."

Blood drips on the ground. This was definitely a fatal wound. I couldn't use another secret sword while I was activating the Cicada, but I'm glad. But that's the Magus. I was going to pop my neck, but it was avoided and it was shaped like a rip.

But that doesn't change fatal wounds. The opponent won't let me out of sight, but he keeps going backwards to keep his distance from the tingling.

I know. If you enter my realm, you will surely lose.

"... I won't miss it"

Of course, we'll be at a close distance soon. I can take it. Now it's time to blow its neck off.

"... let me do it!!

The Magus emits a violet flash. I shake it and wave my sword so that it penetrates the sky. This time shake the violet flash vertically, not horizontally. At this rate, the opponent of the boulder...

"Gu... but... ufu...!!

The knives stick into each other's stomachs. I thought it was perfect, and it followed my movements to the end. Then we'll roll on the spot and be blown back.

"Hah... hah... hah... hah... hah..."

Is there too much blood loss? Especially since I bounced my left arm at the beginning, I don't have enough blood. No matter how awake you wake up and reach an area outside of people, you don't have the ability to produce blood on the spot.

--Bad, my vision... is starting to fade...

For a moment, my vision blurred and I began to blush. There's not enough blood. Perhaps any further battle will be fatal. Then let's decide on the end. Literally, by the last secret sword, the end.

Although it was taught by the Major, he could not deal with it completely. I'm sure this secret sword could not deal with the swordsmen of the Ozuki Night of the Past. Theory, reason, body movements, they're all in your head. But it was a secret sword that was impossible in the human domain. I thought it was impossible, too. I'm sure Shelley, my apprentice, is the only one who can handle this... I thought so, but now I am.

I can handle Twilight Syndrome if I'm out there right now.

……

……

It is you who look at each other. From here on, we fight ourselves. Of course, the Magus is in front of us, but it's just a few things. This is a secret sword that further overcomes the existence of oneself and can only be dealt with by those who go beyond it.

I'm sure they're thinking the same thing again.

The only way to settle this is with this secret sword.

The secret sword of the end ─

Words overlap. I can't stop anymore. It is settled that we are waiting ahead. In a few seconds, one of them will be lying on the ground. But it's not me. This Magus is defeated and I win.

- Major, look. I will now prove that I have reached the finest swordsman of mankind in a true sense.

At the end of the month, they entered the Killing Range, the warring distance between them. So... pull out the knife. We unleashed our last secret sword.

"--Oborotsuki Night."

"Sixteen nights."

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The positions of each other were switched.

A moment. A moment of staggering. Then I... shake off the moonlit night dyed with the other party's blood and hand over the knife.

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I couldn't turn around anymore.

The same secret sword as this sword. That is the secret sword of the end, Ozuki Night. Even the Major, who thought it would never arrive, couldn't handle the secret sword. I activated it and defeated the Magus.

There is a crushing noise from behind. I'm sure he was desperate. The answer certainly remained in this hand. It's equal to no sense anymore. But only the usual feeling when I slashed the opponent remained.

"Major, I..."

Look up at the sky.

I avenged him. I survived my irrationality back then and... avenged the Major.

The opponent's magic is already spreading. You don't have to look at it anymore.

Goodbye, Magus. You were strong. But I was stronger. I'm not ready for this. What I bear is the will of mankind until now. That's what took me to higher ground. Beyond Twilight Syndrome, beyond people, beyond me. It's an area that even the Magus can't reach. I got there and did it.

I was able to finally clear the snowflake of a decade ago.

- Major, we did it. I fulfilled your vengeance with this hand.

"... I did it, Major."

Tell him he's not in the world anymore. Tears were falling out of my eyes. Without wiping it, I just keep looking at the sky... this dark, purple-black sky dominated by dusk.

But I think so. Speaking of which... the last word the Magus said. I knew the Magus would use the same endless secret sword. But the last thing they fired was a completely different secret sword. The trajectory was not mine. Does that mean I still have a secret sword I don't know?

The moment I wonder, my body gets weird.

"Ah... hah...?

Slowly look down at yourself. There was a Magus sword dyed in black... there it was. Nothing happened until now. It wasn't there, but it felt like a knife was stabbed suddenly. There were no signs. If they get closer, I'll know for sure. However, the opponent's Magic Sword was stuck in his body.

"Hmm... how...?

Looking back. The opponent is still on the ground. But when the tingling and fingertips move, they start to get up slowly. On the other hand, I didn't even have the strength to pull out a pierced sword. I've exhausted everything.

It was close. Any further bleeding is life-and-death. That said, the bleeding that comes out of your chest never stops.

"Bertina Wright. Excellent. You were the most powerful swordsman of all time. You were stronger than the ancestors of this secret sword I met 150 years ago... But... the secret sword wasn't just something you knew."

"... I don't know... what the hell..."

With my body enlarged, I couldn't look into the sky and vomited more blood. I was holding onto the moonlit night, but there was no more power left to fight.

As the Magus approaches slowly, he pulls his sword out of my chest. More fresh blood. But I no longer... had any means of stopping it.

"Magic sword, sixteen nights."

"... I don't know..."

"That's right. This is a secret sword against. The original one was split in two... and the final secret sword was created in two. Original base is the same, but different places. If you had reached that realm five years earlier, I would have been there. But you lost. Accept the defeat quietly."

"Wow, I...."

- Can I lose? I'm going to die here. You haven't finished your revenge yet? What kind of expression should I give the Major? What have I fought for until today?

I squeezed my last strength and tried to stand up scratching the ground... but it was no good anymore. My nails peeled off and fell off, but I no longer felt pain. It just seemed like I was in a warm slumber.

I gradually blurred my vision. A feeling of being sucked into the abyss of the world like falling into darkness.

"I respect you, Twilight Decaying Swordsman. Farewell, the mightiest swordsman of all time."

When you say that and make a loud sound, the footsteps keep moving away. Fortunately, or dare I, I was still gripped by the moonlit night in my right hand.

I don't know why I didn't take it... but I have to take it... like the Major back then... and I'll take it...

"--Sensei!!

Hallucinations. They're just in the middle of thinking about her. But it didn't seem to be hallucinogenic.

"Sensei, hold on!! Not yet, not yet!!

It was Sherry who came. It was a pleasure for her beloved disciple to welcome her to her last hour.

- Oh, yeah. The Major must have felt this way, too.

It falls into my heart. Facts I know as I approach the Major's age.

That's how I tell you. The last words, the last words you leave in this world... and thoughts...