Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai – Chapter 166

Here’s the fourth chapter. Enjoy.

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The Preceding Hero and the False Sacred Sword

The instant he saw that, Yuu felt a disgusting nausea faster than he could understand what it was.
That sword with a distorted figure, closely resembled the Sacred Sword that was his own other half……No, after understanding that it was an existence that contained the same properties as it, he felt intense anger.
That thing, that guy, was a 『False Sacred Sword』. Something that someone constructed. The Sacred Sword that had a human form, was something that someone constructed.
Having sensed that, Yuu looked at Ryuune who carried that False Sacred Sword, then he reflexively shouted.

「Dodge ittttttt!!」

He let out as much of his voice as possible. It was a scream.
But, Do Ijun looked at the deep crimson light that was emitted from the 『False Sacred Sword』 as if he were captivated by it and didn’t move. Then in the next instant, the light enveloped the Dragonnewt.
An instant, it was just an instant. In the instant that aurora sword was swung horizontally, the Dragonnewt Do Ijun’s body, as if it wasn’t there to begin with, was scattered away without leaving even a particle as a sign that he lived.

「Ah……Aah……! AAAAAAaahhh!!」

He was used to people dying.
Plus, it was a stranger that he wasn’t that close to.
But, Yuu couldn’t not scream.
It was because he felt a strong pulsation from the 『False Sacred Sword』 that scattered the Dragonnewt.
As if──yes, as if digesting the prey that it had eaten, that kind of, pulsation, that made dread run through him.

「That bastard……it’s eating him……what it killed, the 『soul』, of the opponent it killed……it’s eating it!!」

In this other world, the word 『Maken』 was used to differentiate swords that were bestowed magic from the other swords in general.
However, as a wicked existence that was the opposite of the 『Sacred Sword』, there was no word more appropriate for it.

A sword of evil, an 『Evil Sword (Maken)』

If it was the 『Maken』 with the original meaning that Yuu knew of. That 『False Sacred Sword』 was truly, an 『Evil Sword (Maken)』.

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「What is that.」
A low voice that sounded like a groan leaked out from Sylvia’s mouth.
「What, is that.」
There was no one that could answer her.
「What in the world……Is that!!」
Sylvia tightly grasped her own fist as if to break it.
「That’s, it’s as if──It’s as if it’s the 『Sacred Sword』 isn’t it!!」
Sylvia was the one who ran through the battlefields together with Yuu more than anyone else in the past.
For Sylvia who had observed the brilliance of the Sacred Sword that Yuu wielded up close, she couldn’t help but see that as the Sacred Sword.
Even though it had a light that was like deep-seated hatred that the Sacred Sword that Yuu possessed, which emitted a gentle brilliance, would never have──

「Your Majesty, get ahold of yourself.」
Leonhart who was standing beside her. In the voice that called out to her, anger and bewilderment that his usual self wouldn’t show could be heard.
Hearing Leo’s words, Sylvia strived for composure, but her rippling heart couldn’t be quieted so easily.

「What──is that!?」

How many times had she said that? Sylvia, as if asking herself, repeated those words over and over.

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「……The 『Sacred Sword』!?」
Within the audience seating of the arena that was making a stir at Do Ijun’s elimination, Bernadette saw that spectacle, and somehow resisted screaming out.
「……Most likely.」
Lililuri, who was sitting next to Bernadette, answered Bernadette’s muttering.
「This is also……quite the frightening light.」
Tre had once caught a glimpse of the Sacred Sword’s light.
The sense of relief that she felt from that time was something that she couldn’t feel even a speck of from the light of that sword.
「But! The Sacred Sword is──」
──*Pachin!*
A sound like something popping interrupted Bernadette as she started talking.
「……Lineage of the Miko, do not make too much of a fuss.」
It was Paimon.
With her parasol in one hand, she snapped her fingers with her open hand, and 『Silent』 Magic was activated.
「っ, I’m sorry……」
The words Sacred Sword and Yuu’s name were words that weren’t all that good to reveal.
When Bernadette apologized, Paimon’s shoulders trembled and she laughed.
「Kiki──That master of mine, he is quite enraged. Putting aside whether it is a fake or not, it would seem that there is no mistake that it is an existence close to being the Sacred Sword -jya.」
Paimon was laughing. But, there was nothing on her facial expression.
As if the things called human emotion and feelings were missing, she was expressionless.

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「You……Just who in the world are you.」
Yuu asked that with an expression that was a mix of anger and bewilderment to Ryuune who had returned to the participant waiting room.
「Although it’s a fake, that was without a doubt a 『Sacred Sword』. How was that made, and who made it? Why was it made?」
The masked woman, while standing stopped in front of Yuu, said nothing.
「Do you understand what you guys have done? That is the type of thing people should never lay their hands on. The souls that are eaten by that will never be reincarnated again. And then, that sword point is something dreadful that will even snap at you. You understand that, don’t you?」
Hearing Yuu’s question, the masked woman answered with a small laugh.

「――I see, I’ve got it. ……The fact that you are someone that I definitely need to kill.」

A low voice that sounded like a groan was sent from Yuu.

「……I’m amazed you could bark that with a body that cannot kill people.」
A voice mumbled through the mask, and other than the fact that he could tell she was a woman, it was a voice that concealed any peculiarities.
(That far……To think that she knew as far as me not killing people……This is, rather than Luxeria, isn’t she someone from the Church?)
As first, Yuu thought that this woman was an assassin sent from the Luxeria Kingdom in order to kill him.
It was because during the participant introductions, he learned that she was state recommended participant from Luxeria.
(She was a princess who I found it hard to understand what she was thinking, but I know for sure that the princess of that country didn’t know the real name of the preceding Hero. ……In that case, it would be better to think of her as an assassin of the Cardinal who knows about me. There’s no mistake that he probably used his strong power of the state to shove her in as a Luxeria knight.)
Yuu remembered the fat, corpulent figure of the Cardinal that he met three years ago.
He vividly remembered the figure of the Cardinal that had the appearance that said that he was THE Villain and made smiles that looked like he was thinking about bad things.

「……We will be facing each other next anyway……I shall turn you into a sacrifice under broad daylight.」
Saying that, the masked woman walked by directly next to Yuu.

 

「……I don’t really get it, but I can take it that you guys have some sort of connection, right?」
Iibsal, who was carefully supervising, asked that to Yuu.

「A connection was made, is how you could put it. ……Jeez, this has become really troublesome……」
As Yuu breathed a small sigh, one of the arena staff shouted for him.

「Well then, I guess I’ll get going.」
While stroking the handles of the pair of swords that hung on his waist, Yuu started walking towards the ring.
Behind him, Zappa of the Asura Tribe followed after him.

「Maan, so it’s finally the match with you, kiddo. I wonder why it feels like I’ve been waitin’ fer this fer eight months.」
Zappa was relaxedly talking to him, but his eyes weren’t smiling, and the corners of his mouth were grandly lifted up.

「Seriously, I’ve been lookin’ forward ta this, ya know?」
「It, wasn’t really that way for me though.」

When they walked to the center of the ring, both Yuu and Zappa naturally took some distance.
That gap, was about 8 meters.
The two empty-handed people, faced each other.

『The Champion Zappa versus――』

The rabbit-eared hostess shouted into the one-handed mic in order to raise the audience’s tension, but.
Right now at this moment, to the two that were facing each other, naturally that voice as well as the cheers that the audience that surpassed the tens of thousands had let out didn’t even reach the level of being noise.
There wasn’t a sound in the surroundings as if Silent Magic had been put up, and only the sounds of their own heartbeats and the sound of flow of their red blood flowing could be heard.
The one who broke that silence, was Yuu.

 

 

「Sorry, Ossan. ――For me right now, I’ve lost the leeway to enjoy this.」
「Hou, ……so?」
「Now I need to win this.」
「And?」

 

「So I will be taking the victory.」
「Just try it, brat.」

Faster than the gong could ring, the two of them clashed, and the sound of their fight became the gong.

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Sorry for the wait, here is the latest story.

I was surprised to find that ten days had passed when I realized it. W, well, there are times where the period between posts are close to two weeks, so this is on the faster side! (cold eyes)

……Sorry.

 

Well then, until next time. Look forward to it.