Sword of the Philosopher

In a situation of sudden Alan betrayal, I think... no, in this case it's a little different from betrayal.

Romilda had some idea in the first place. Perhaps that can be interpreted because he was capturing the magic of the demons in his possession with a sixth sense... and he himself, perhaps, approached us to serve his purpose.

"Why did you do this?

I'll ask him to try it. And Alan answers nothing.

Well, fool. Is there any way you can answer me honestly?

"... if you mean to attack, I'm sorry, but we're going to fight back."

"Yeah, go ahead."

One word. With it his leg came forward - in just a moment he reached a point in time.

But I also reacted instantly. The released sword trident staggers and scatters metal noises all around.

From the feel of it, you still don't mean it... there are many options I can make, but what do I do?

Alan cuts it off. Follow the flow. This one retreats once. I was trying to see how to get out of here.

For a moment, the magic that leaks from Alan grows. It's just like being relative to a giant demon.

"It's over."

A ruthless voice. The magic of a giant demon... turned out to be a blow that condensed itself.

Well, I do understand that this would have allowed me to continue hunting giant demons. Even a demon with enormous and considerable power probably can't concentrate on such things as that. But Alan can do that. A blow using the magic of a giant beast would surely have decimated and defeated the demon himself.

But... it doesn't work for me!

The swords clash with each other. More metal noises than just now become more attentive, and the force hanging on the arm becomes even more considerable.

Shortly afterwards, Alan looks at me when he can't stand it. Were you willing to decide the battle in one blow from the way it was... that you are depriving yourself of power, that is, you are not creating magic. I mean, if you run out of it, it's over.

Naturally, to consume as little as possible, you have to be strong enough to decide on the first shot...... but Alan missaw. You must have had information about me, but you couldn't have taken it into account, or you were sure it was enough and you made a mistake.

I don't know which one, but the magic that Alan released is considerable. Moreover, because it is instantaneous, in the impending situation, it gradually loses power and I push it back.

"Come on!"

Immediately Alan retreats. The next way out is naturally decided beyond what could have been done in the current clash......

"Sounds like you can afford it."

"I don't know. It could have been critical, right?

I'll try to be provocative in Alan's words. Besides, he narrows his eyes and pours his magic into himself again.

I don't move... I'd rather let them use their magic like this than they're still coming at me resolutely. With less magic in your possession, you're less likely to get away with it because that's less magic you can spend on escaping, etc.

"Either way, I won't get away with it unless I do something about you"

resolute Alan's words. Is the magic convergence complete?

"More than that - until pushed through"

Run. I'll intercept him from the front as he pushes straight ahead.

Against Alan in an electrolithic fire, this one identifies the movement and prevents it with a sword. He apparently surpassed my powers with a flash of magic, flashing after he played the sword, and so on. In fact, the magic that was put on the body condensed more than earlier, and there was momentum to use it up in an instant.

This means is probably the best solution for him. No demon would have been pierced with that sword trident, and Rostaldo could have done enough damage if he had avelated it anyway. That wouldn't even be fatal, but it was obvious from my eyes that it was just a force to move the battlefield a lot.

But - still, I intercepted from the front.

Third clash. I put my foot forward and try to kill my opponent's momentum. Alan emits more magic at the moment of the clash and tries to cross this sword.

One second - no, it was a comma seconds of the world. Push my sword away for just a moment and beat me with a sword sooner than time to blink... it would mean you could gain that much speed by strengthening yourself with the magic gained by 'eating' demons.

If their opponents were Sophia or Anvelate...... no, even Devals could have succeeded. That's a sharp blow. For him, it must be the limit of power he could have, and the defense by the world of moments must have been the best he could put out.

But - still, I'll hold it down.

I don't know how I look to him - my sword, which is supposed to be bounced off, doesn't even freak out if it adds magic. And Alan, when he realized it, beheld again. But that's not all. Just stunned, that shows up in a clear gap for me.

Fight back. The sword that ran out of momentary power still had great power, but I bounce back flat. I showered my sword relentlessly at him when I stepped on it.

Aim, feet. Make a wound by the sword on both of its thighs.

"Eh!!"

Alan gives a painful or distressed look. But the movement remained the same, retreating in an instant, just as it had packed the time.

I'm not going after him. Calculate in your head what to do when you turn to offense, and now decide to prepare to put out a resbail.

If we build the quarantine magic barrier emitted by armored angels, we will surely not be able to escape... but if we use our momentary power earlier, we will not have zero chance of being pushed away. And sometimes when you create a situation where you can't escape right now, you can't read how they move. Let's call Les Bailes and quarantine him when he's completely on the run.

Alan doesn't move. I'm still wondering if I should attack or run. This one against is getting ready... I have a little time when it comes to getting ready in advance rather than just calling.

He should probably have a little while too... if we set up a conversation here, will you talk about something?

Of all the thoughts, I pay attention to the sword he squeezes. Rostaldo said earlier. Alan said he was' eating 'demons.

The weapon, I knew it. Twenty years ago in this world... it was used when the war took place, an angel's weapon.

Nevertheless, the sword that devours even the magic of demons was turned into a demon sword by some users. In fact, the angel in possession of this was also moving in a bad direction for the continent. Thus the protagonist of the game - destroyed by the protagonists and angels of "Angelic Arc" in the third book of "Elders Sword" - was sealed in a certain place.

The name 'Spirit-eater' - a heterogeneous sword among angel's weapons, devouring all sorts of magic. I didn't realize it myself though. Looks a lot different...... has Alan changed himself.

"Where did you get that sword?

I ask... then it's that sealed place I remember.

The angel who led the seal is doomed at the end of the Great War. If so, only the protagonists know the place in question. I don't think the protagonist would divulge the location of the Devil's Sword to Alan in the making that was being processed as a Devil's Sword though.

The only thing I can think of is - if you keep an eye on him,

"... you seem to know something"

With that word, I grin at the edge of my mouth.

"It's like... this sword is supposed to be here."

I'm silent. Alan, on the other hand, had a dark grin everywhere.