Humanity Return

Ch. 87 – Purple Silhouette

The ramming came out of Roland's mouth along with his hand that swung his sword twice more and managed to fend off the blade again.

Not only did each of these silver blades possess a Mana that was not small which made them extremely dangerous, it turned out that there was a function to pursue its target as well.

The two young men started running around the arena, with Leinn throwing her knives and Roland fending them off.

At a glance, the black-haired young man seemed to be dominating the fight at the moment.

But it was Leinn and Roland themselves who knew how unstable their current situation was.

Roland's concentration must not be split at all, because if one knife hits him then he will open and all the next knives will hit his body.

Even if he could survive, it would drain his Mana and would put him in an unfavorable position.

Leinn's concentration was no less strong either, as he knew if he made a single gap between the draw and the throw of his knife, Roland would launch a counterattack.

And he's not in the condition to hold it.

After Roland fended off twenty times, he began to prepare the sword in his left hand that was already fully charged.

If the calculations were correct, it should have been the knife Leinn had

“Horse face!”

This was the umpteenth time he had cursed after years of maintaining his reputation as a cool young man. The reason this curse came out was that he saw what the black-haired young man had just done.

The two of them ran around this arena, so Leinn had gotten to where Roland stood before.

While he was still running while throwing the knife, suddenly the knives scattered on the ground floated up and started to revolve around the young man.

He started grabbing and throwing the new blade at a higher speed.

“Fhafhafha..!”

A strange laugh came out from the crack of Leinn's mouth that was biting her sword. He seemed to be enjoying Roland's reaction.

“...!”

His laughter also suddenly came to a halt when he saw a flash of light around the young man that turned out to be getting brighter.

“Storm Sky Style”

Roland parried the four blades in front of him then swung the sword in his left hand that was enveloped in the dancing lightning.

[Thousand Birds!]

Crackles!

Lightning came out and jumped from the sword in his left hand, producing a very caring voice, which sounded like the chirping of a thousand birds.

Roland changed the direction of his run and began to move closer to his opponent while swinging his lightning sword.

Before the sword could hit the blades, the surrounding lightning had already torn apart the magic symbol on the silver blade's body and weakened it drastically.

The blades then struck Roland's lightning sword and fell on the ground, losing all their abilities.

“F-fungghu Holland!”

Leinn began to look panicked, he had not expected Roland's technique to improve to this extent. The Thousand Birds that he remembered only lasted for a few seconds before disappearing, but this one in front of him looked like it would not disappear before it hit his body.

Of course Roland paid no heed to that and kept running towards him, whereas he only had the last two blades hovering around him.

“You forced me!”

Leinn threw his last knife and stopped running and with his sword still in his left hand, he closed his eyes.

Roland did not lower his guard and launched a slash towards the shoulder of the young man in front of him, who reacted by lifting the sword sheath in his left hand while holding the handle of his sword in his right hand.

Everyone in the stadium thought that the black-haired young man had already run out of his way and was intending to give up, but Roland knew it was nonsense.

Just as his lightning sword was about to touch the sword sheath, he finally saw the eyes of the young man before him open.

[Lilena]

Suddenly, the entire audience in the stadium felt a strange feeling simultaneously.

The temperature in this stadium was quite high because of the thousands of people who had gathered there but somehow, they could feel their bodies goosebumps during that instant.

Their perplexed feeling was cut short when they saw the scene above the arena in front of them.

“Hah...” white steam comes out simultaneously his breath.

Leinn pulled out his sword and intended to hold back the sword that had almost reached him with the sword eye that was half out of the sheath.

Clang

The usual sound can be heard. The swinging sword struck the sword that was holding its swing, the sound of iron meeting an iron that was neither too loud nor too small.

What shocked everyone there the most was that all of the lightning on the blonde young man's sword disappeared just before the two swords met.

Where the Lightning was ferocious it should be impossible to disappear without such a trace.

But that was what happened, the reality that was happening in front of them.

“Hm!”

Roland leapt back and began to research the strange situation and began to devise a strategy for the next attack.

Leinn sheathed back his sword and lowered his horses while looking at the blond-haired young man in front of him.

“It won't count two against one, okay?”

Strange words came out from the young man's mouth that confused the people in the stadium.

Leinn was just standing there with a crack, but Roland could feel the pressure the young man was exerting was increasing very quickly.

Then he noticed the Purple Mana that started to revolve around the body of the black-haired young man, which started to form something.

A dense killing intent suddenly fell and came pressing down on him as well.

Most of the people there could only see something like Mana begin to gather on the back of the black-haired young man above the arena.

But people with high abilities and great magic potential could see the strangeness of that Mana move.

“It.... female?”

The sentence came out from the mouth of the blue haired girl who was sitting on the podium not far from the arena. He was narrowing his eyes to try to clearly see the silhouette that was beginning to form.

A slim body, small and long hands and legs and long fluttering hair, the girl's pretty real silhouette was formed only from the Purple Mana in the air.

“...”

The pink-haired girl beside him did not comment and simply looked at the silhouette with a serious expression. Of course he recognized the silhouette, he appeared when Leinn almost took the lives of the people who were after Clear that night.

He had already tried to estimate the identity of the creature, but the information he had about Leinn was still too little

But there is one among everyone in the stadium who is showing a different reaction.

“Haha..”.

A small laugh came out from the lips that had already formed a smile on Roland's face.

Amidst the increasing pressure and killing intent around him, only a feeling of pleasure could be felt by Roland when he saw that purple silhouette.

“It turns out to be true you also succeeded..”.