Battle War; Magic, Sword and Dragon

New Enemy

"We've been watching them for over a week, but so far we haven't had a chance to carry out our mission."

The girl beside him who had shoulder-length straight hair with bangs covering his forehead nodded.

"We don't have much choice. We're talking about the man who defeated Lucifer."

"That's true, but didn't you know her before."

"Kuro is my teacher. The Cursed Blade Art that I have always used is actually his technique."

"According to the data, he was once a member of the Shadow Knight. The mission he has completed has a higher level of difficulty than any of us have done so far. Not only that, he did it perfectly without the slightest mistake."

"Amira, isn't that bad news for us? We, Black Valkryie cannot compare to the seniors in the Shadow Knight. We are just a bunch of girls who always fail to carry out B and A rank missions. How do we carry out this S-level mission? I think the man who gave us this mission is crazy."

"We are the ones who are crazy for still accepting this mission. Besides Kuro knows how we work. I don't feel weird if we're caught. Although it's hard, but the boss can't send us off for no reason."

"You're the reason. Once you have to think seriously. Your brain is only filled with mission missions and missions."

"I don't want to be commented on by you. But admit the mission this time is really difficult. However I think about it, we won't win against teacher Kuro"

"Hm, how strong is he?"

Hana nodded.

"I've seen him slaughter 70 people in one second."

"...in other words he is a more powerful version of yourself...."

"I'm not done yet."

"He slaughtered them, but they were all still alive, but at the same time the enemy could do nothing to fight back. It's because he mutilated their hands and feet."

"......your story gives me goosebumps. He deserves the nickname 'Witch Reaper', .sadly it makes me not want to deal with him."

"But we don't have a choice. Mission is mission. We have to do it at whatever risk. Besides, we don't have to fight Kuro directly."

"....."

"Our target is the little boy with him, Holy Arm belonging to Holy Maiden, Izriva."

Stella sighs.

"Amira, say something about this and don't read Kuro's data. The data he had was too much. You haven't even finished reading it for 3 days, have you."

"Un.stay a little more."

Stella nodded again.

"All right, we do. But from the beginning this was an impossible mission. We're trying to get candy from monsters. We can't play this time."

Amira and Hana nodded at the same time.

"You're saying it like we're always playing."

"Well, but we always complete our missions, so play is no big deal. Now what should we do? You guys got any ideas?"

"Our targets are always together and spend more time with the girl. I think that's our best chance."

Stella nodded her head in agreement and understood.

".....but the girl is the daughter of the paladin. He's not weak."

"I know that. But compared to teacher Kuro, he's not a tough opponent."

"Hana, don't let your guard down. He was one of the survivors of the battle in Dragonia. If he survives, it means he has powers we can't take for granted."

While chatting something less important (?), they heard a loud explosion from Limph Lake. They saw water gushing high like geysers and some Rellfish flying and charred.

"........"

"........"

".......we're in big trouble..."

Amira and Hana immediately nodded in agreement with Stella's words. This is probably the toughest and most dangerous mission they have ever undertaken.

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Meanwhile at the edge of the Limph lake, Laila was panting heavily after using one of her strongest magic, Sacred Magic Art, Meteor Cannon Blade. It was magic that he had used to attack Laiko, but it had no significant impact.

"As I thought, magic is of little use in battle."

Kuro who was not far from him started to give his comments.

In terms of strength the Meteor Cannon Blade had a devastating power, but it took a long time of preparation. In addition, the attack only moves in a straight line.

If the opponent had been confined and unable to move, the Meteor Cannon Blade became a powerful attack, but in this world there was no way anyone would have been silent to see the attack point at him.

"Ha ha. I know, but it was my strongest attack. You can see it for yourself, right?"

"Yes, if it's magic to fish, I totally agree with you."

"......."

The displeased and embarrassed face was clearly visible on Laila's face. He could not argue that his attack was only capable of killing fish.

"Come on, you know we're trying to increase your power. Aren't you the one who asked me to teach you?"

"..i know that, but when my strongest attack was just considered a fish bomb attack, to be honest I was a little offended."

Kuro smiled bitterly.

The lesson hour was over, which was why Kuro and Laila were training to increase Laila's strength. Of course Lic doesn't forget to be with them. But Lic didn't practice and was busy reading books under a tree not far from them.

Lic is now not like a child anymore, but that does not mean not spoiled to Kuro and Laila. The ability of Lic who was able to learn quickly made him a genius. But this only made Kuro and Laila worried.

Lic's ingenuity has made him know who he really is and his true relationship with Kuro and Laila. He is not human. He has no bond whatsoever with either of them except that he is a spirit possessing the sword of Kuro.

But this raises new questions. Even though he already knew who he was, but he still did not know why he possessed Kuro's sword. The power he used when he was about to fight with Electra was also something he did not understand. At that time Lic was just thinking about protecting Laila.

If his memory doesn't go away, maybe he knows all the answers. About who he really is and why he possessed Kuro's sword.

"......"

Lic looked at Kuro and Laila who were fighting. Little quarrels between them were frequent and it was not a surprising sight for him.

He once read that quarrels are a sign of their good relationship. Lic doesn't know for sure, but he almost never quarreled with the man he called Mama and Papa. Does that mean he doesn't have a good relationship with the two?

That's not true either. His relationship with both of them was so happy and filled with affection. Somehow he always felt the warmth of being with the two of them and wanted to make both of them feel what he felt.

"All right, I'm sorry. I'm not saying it's a fish bomb anyway, but if we don't fix this, then this attack won't be of any use in the future."

"I know that. The Meteor Cannon Blade I created with the intention of being able to attack distant targets. You know as a melee-type fighter, I'd have a hard time having a long-range opponent."

"But didn't you already have a long-range attack?"

"I can indeed make my sword fly towards my target, but so far I still have difficulty hitting my target precisely. And it also requires incredible stamina and concentration."

"....If you remember it, I can avoid your attacks easily."

"........"

"If Scarflare's number is only one, I doubt you can hit your opponent."

Tears flowed straight from Laila's eyes. His face was also flushed with anger.

"Wait a minute, are you going to say that I won all this time because of Scarflare and not because of my own abilities?"

"OH? Wait I didn't mean to say that."

Laila did not care and raised dozens of Scarflare in the air. Scarflare's target was of course Kuro.

"Then what about you. You can only criticize. Feel this, you'll know I don't depend on Scarflare."

"Laila, tut-wait..."

"Take Scarflare, Burning Dance."

The banks of Lake Limph were again filled with explosions coming from Laila's attack. Smoke billowed and the scenery could not be seen clearly, but one thing is certain, this is the daily life that Lic always goes through.

The sky was twilight and night was beginning to arrive in the city of Areshia. Lic, Kuro and Laila went home after training. Lic was in the middle of them with his hands held together by the two.

Unlike the clean and tidy Laila and Lic, Kuro's face was filled with charcoal and made his face blackish. This certainly makes many ask 'what really happened?'.

They did not go straight home and headed to the shopping area where Fila's house was located. They entered and were immediately greeted by Fila and her father.

"Welcome, Kuro, Laila." Fila looked down and tried to hold Lic's head. "Welcome, Lic."

Before he could touch his head, Lic dodged and did not want to be touched by Fila. Fila only smiled slightly as she was used to Lic's attitude towards him.

"Welcome, Laila, Lic. and."

Kuro laughed bitterly.

"As usual you still hate me, old man."

Kuro and Irho showed hostile gazes. A spark appears between the two.

"Geez, they're starting again."

"I wonder why they can't get along."

Lic just tilted his head.

Irho and Fila knew of the situation that Kuro and Laila were in right now. They were told by both. At first they were surprised, but slowly they started to get used to the impropriety.

The atmosphere was increasingly tense and the aura of the two was also ready to fight at any time. Seeing that Fila and Laila could only sigh heavily.

"Uncle, Kuro."

"Stop it right now." continued Fila.

Both clicked their tongues and threw their faces away. The two had a hard time getting along since they first met. No one knows the exact reason, but that's what's been going on all along.

"Kuro, here's your order."

Fila gave him a black-coated katana sword. It looks like an old sword, but without a bell.

The bell that was on Kuro's sword also disappeared. Still no one knows where the bell went, but most likely the bell also fused with the Lic.

Kuro received it and then pulled the sword from its sheath.

"I hope you like it and according to your order."

"......."

Not much comment from Kuro. His gaze was focused with a silvery katana sword reflecting his shadow.

"We made it from Orichalcum and Mithril. Not to forget we also added the strongest metal there is. Although it is difficult, but it can be said that this is our best-made sword."

"Hmm .. isn't that the strongest material in the world. I heard that material is rare and difficult to process."

"Laila's right, but we have connections so getting the material is not difficult. But now it was a common material as a sword material. That sword even had the equivalent strength of Magic Arm."

Laila immediately smiled in satisfaction and turned her head towards Kuro.

"Kuro, aren't you sad"

Kraaaaac!

"........"

The sound of a broken sword sounded. And that voice came from Kuro's sword. Everything is stupefied by what happened or rather difficult to believe what happened.

"......had I thought this sword would break immediately..hm, why are you looking at me like that?"

Soon a scream was heard from inside the shop. The one who shouted was not Fila, but her father.

"Hey rancid boy, what are you doing?"

"As you can see, I tried your sword. Are your eyes myopic? I don't mind buying you glasses, Old Man."

Anger emanated from Irho's gaze, the mana pressure also increased rapidly, but the pressure instantly disappeared.

Irho.

"I'll be patient this time. If you lose an argument with a boy like you, I'll be ashamed of myself."

"....Thank goodness you understand."

"But how did you break that sword? You didn't use the Demon King's powers, did you?"

"Aaaahhhhhh....."

Irho immediately broke out in cold sweat from feeling the gripping aura from Fila.

The news regarding Kuro being a descendant of the Demon King had already become common news. Even some school students and residents of the city of Areshia know this. Even so, no one panicked, it was just that the residents slightly avoided Kuro.

It was fortunate that this did not affect Kuro's relationship with Laila. That's the most important thing, but there are still many who wonder why Laila wants to stay in a relationship with Kuro.

"...I'm sorry. Dad didn't mean it that way, but how could he break it so easily?"

"I just flowed this sword with Ki and adjusted it to the energy I used to use, but this sword rejected me."

"Defuse?"

"Easy this sword doesn't suit me. Old man, could it be that you used magic to make this sword?"

"true." Answer Fila. "We have always used magic to shorten the manufacturing and processing of difficult materials such as Orichalcum. Is that a problem?"

"Not a problem, but if the wearer is a witch."

Fila and Irho gasped as if realizing something.

"Yes. You used to make swords for witches, which is why you subconsciously made them for witches. Ki and Mana are two different energies, though not opposites, but they are difficult to unite. Because that's what caused your sword to shatter."

"....."

"......"

"But that doesn't mean I said your weapons aren't strong enough, they just don't suit me."

"Ha. So this is what you mean by finding a suitable weapon. So are we going to carry out plan B?"

After Lic became a Cursed Arm, it did not mean that Kuro could use Lic as a weapon like the Cursed Arm/Holy Arm in general. The biggest reason is not that Lic became a human child, but that Laila would not allow it.

The second reason was because Lic had not been able to control the power he had. It would be dangerous if Lic lost control. That's why Kuro has to find Lic's replacement weapon.

But finding a weapon capable of matching Kuro's strength wasn't easy. That was why they prepared plan B, which was to use the Magic Arm Laila as Kuro's weapon.

"But that means I have to depend on you."

"Fufufu. You should do it from now on. So don't underestimate me anymore, understand me...ro?"

"Tchh.."

"Hey, you said "Tch", what do you mean? Can you explain it?"

Kuro immediately avoided looking at Laila and turned towards Fila.

"Don't avoid me. Explain quickly!"

"Fila, old man, do you understand what you have to do?"

"Don't ignore me!!!"

Fila and Fila's father looked at each other.

"As a buyer you're a pain in the ass, but our motto is to satisfy our customers."

"Why don't you explain how we should make it? Don't you also understand about making swords?" connect Fila.

Kuro smiled slightly. He was happy, but at the same time he glanced at Lic.

"Lic, can you explain? I'm sure you must know a sword that suits papa."

Lic stepped forward and approached towards Irho and Fila. Lic's gaze changed.

"I understand, Papa."

As Kuro ordered, Lic told Irho and Fila. As the spirit possessing Kuro's sword, Lic was the one who knew the most about the sword Kuro had been wearing.

Hearing Lic's explanation, Laila, Fila and Irho were immediately shocked. The sword that Kuro always wore was not something that was difficult to make, it was just that the manufacturing process was time-consuming.

"If it's like that, then I estimate the manufacture takes one more year. The result is different if using magic, but-"

Irho remembered Kuro's explanation that was why he couldn't continue his words.

"That's the problem. One more month will be held Triball. If we were to be the first, we would be fighting in Battle War in 4 months. Without weapons, I'd be hard-fought."

"We don't understand your needs, but the enemy won't remain silent and may seek a"

"Dad!"

The mood became unpleasant. But no one can blame Irho. He just wants to tell the truth.

"Huh..."

Kuro sighed and stroked Lic's head.

"Don't think of the old man."

Lic did not answer and remained silent.

"Return to the problem. I think I'm going to use the backup plan we made, but I'm asking you to keep making it even though it's time consuming. Without a gun, it doesn't mean I'm weak. I'm a descendant of the Demon King anyway."

No one thinks Kuro's joke is a laugh. It was also not something worth using as a joke.

"Laila, I'm counting on you."

"Yes yes. What can you do without me..."

"That's why I chose you."

"Papa."

"You're also Lic."

A aura of happiness was seen among the three. Strong bonds are so obvious and it can be seen that they are not easily broken.

Irho glanced at Fila who was clenching his hands. As a father he knew the feeling his daughter was feeling right now.

"I think we've been here too long, besides the business is done. We're gonna take a break."

"alright. I'm sorry we still can't make the sword you want."

Irho treated Kuro and the others as customers. Even though he doesn't like it, he has to be friendly with them.

Kuro and the others stepped foot towards the exit. Laila had even opened the door.

"Kuro, wait."

They stopped by the words of Fila who arrived.

"Fila, what's wrong?" ask Laila.

"No, it's nothing, it's just that there's a way you can get the sword that Kuro wants with such a quick time."

Kuro and Laila were immediately startled, but at the same time happy expressions were seen from them.

"What do you mean?"

"Could you be able to shorten the manufacturing time and maintain the quality?"

Fila did not immediately reply, but she slowly nodded slowly.

"Fila, you didn't mean to use that way, did you?"

"..it's the only way, Dad."

A pale and unhappy face was immediately visible on Irho's face, but he did not try to stop Fila.

For a long time he had not seen the face of Fila who was filled with a strong determination.

"....I'm not gonna stop you, but-"

"I know Dad. But we have no other choice. Besides didn't Dad say it himself?"

Irho was silent as if thinking of something, but before long he sighed deeply.

"Dad, you know this sooner or later is something I have to do. And this is the time."

"Dad understands, but you can't overdo it. If I say enough is enough, then you need to stop."

"Dad, thank you."

Meanwhile, Kuro and the others could only hear Father and son talk and could not understand what they were talking about.

"Sorry, you must be confused, but according to what I said earlier, we can make your sword in no time."

Kuro smiled and just directly stepped in front of Fila and held her hand.

"Certainly that?"

Fila's face was instantly flushed red.

"Hoy, don't touch my daughter."

"Kurou."

"...papa?"

Realizing his mistake and the gripping aura of his future wife, Kuro instantly let go of his grip.

"Right, but we still need about a month to make it."

Kuro immediately smiled with satisfaction.

"It's okay. I'm glad to hear that. It's better than having to wait a year."

"I-I'm happy too."

"If bag-awww.."

Suddenly Kuro's ear is pulled by Laila.

"That's enough. You already know your sword can be finished in a month, now let's go home. I'm hungry."

Kuro was instantly deathly pale. He realized Laila was upset. For no apparent reason.

"Yes yes, but freelik-"

"Grrr.'s.."

"All right.."

Kuro ends up being dragged away by Laila. It's embarrassing, but there's nothing Kuro can do.

After Kuro and his little family were nowhere to be seen again, Fila clasped both of her hands in front of her chest with a smile.

"..Fila.."

"Don't worry Dad, I'm gonna have to overcome my fears immediately." Fila smiled slightly and looked at her father. "If I don't do it, I don't know why I feel like I'm going to be further behind than Laila."

Meanwhile, in one of the houses near the Knight's headquarters, Aldest sat down while leaning back with a tired face. His head was also dizzy if he recalled the problems he had faced at the Knight headquarters.

She wears thin, sexy pajamas that make any man lose control when he sees her body.

Suddenly the door opened and the figure of Lairo appeared in his pajamas. Lairo sighed as he looked at Aldest's behavior.

"Aldest, if you're tired, it's best to be quick to hooyy.."

Suddenly Aldest pulled Lairo and just hugged her tightly.

"Rest, what do you mean?"

Aldest exposed his chest right on Lairo's face and as Aldest had expected, Lairo's face instantly turned red.

Aldest laughed slylyly.

"Lairo, it's still a long night and this is the third night of our marriage, you don't think you're going to ignore your wife, do you?"

"*Gulp*"

Aldest was like a wild animal pouncing on Lairo, unfortunately as a man he could not do much. If he ran away, it would not be the right choice at all.

Same with his marriage to Aldest. He could not choose to refuse or even delay. Their marriage was held suddenly and few knew.

Elsewhere, on top of the fortress protecting the city of Areshia, several Knights were on guard. One of them changed turns with the other Knight.

"Thank you for the hard work."

"Ha. I can finally rest too. Please take care of the right."

"Don't say I'm not doing my job right. Wellh. Even though I don't think tonight's gonna be anything interesting."

"If it's interesting, it's gonna happen, but it's not in this place."

Both of them laughed a little.

"I can't imagine what happened between the commander and the lackluster man."

"Tonight it must be he who will be attacked and not attacked."

They both laughed again. It was when they laughed that they were suddenly startled by a white object that was falling slowly like rain.

"What's this?"

Both astonished. Not only them, the other Knights also felt the same way.

It landed on their palms and they could finally tell what it was.

"flower petals?"

Suddenly their eyes became heavy and they could not keep them open. All Knights eventually fell because they could not survive.

All parts of the city of Areshia were eventually showered with petals. All the inhabitants fell asleep peacefully as if nothing had happened.

But there are some who still realize.

"Lairo?"

Aldest was shocked when her husband fell asleep. At the same time he felt an abnormal mana pressure from all parts of the city. He looked at the window and could see what was going on.

A frown appeared on Aldest's forehead. A dangerous aura shot out from his entire body. Hall suddenly appeared and prepared with his scythe.

"......."

Without a word Aldest put back on his clothes that were strewn on the floor. He then left his house.

Just stepping his feet, the human figure in robes was already in front of his house like waiting for him.

"Geez, why is it that every time there's a disturbance, can't you let in our first night?"

The figure did not reply and just pulled out a weapon and attacked Aldest.

"You're really smart at making people upset."

Hall just directly cut the figure into pieces. That part of the body floated close to Aldest. That's when Aldest realized something strange. The body has no blood.

"Don't you?!"

When he realized who the enemy he was facing was, it was too late. The piece of body emitted a light and then exploded like a bomb with a fierce power.

Smoke billowed and Aldest's figure was nowhere to be seen. All that was left was blood splattered in front of Aldest's house