The first attack was allowed and a bloody battle ensued for 5 minutes.
Blood poured out from the cut shoulder.
Ka ga ga ga-
Sparks flew before my eyes.
Amelia in perfect condition.
Its strength far exceeded my expectations.
"Ugh…!"
Blood splatters under the skin that has been torn away by the violent impact, and the sound of the wind is torn.
A holy sword swung with the intention of killing me.
Like a famous sword forged by a master craftsman, it can cut through both flesh and bone in one go, and thanks to the flame that burns at the tip of the holy sword blade, the cut burns slowly. If this hits your vital organs and vital points, you won't be able to last long and you'll die.
Nevertheless, I poured every ounce of my strength into it.
"Huh…!"
There was no time to be confused just because she was wearing Amelia's face right now.
If you hit that wrong, you will die. This is not the time to be reckless.
Height is close to 2 meters, and the strength of his well-trained muscles strikes down the holy sword. Couuuck! Even just hearing the sound of metal clashing was not an ordinary force.
If the fist had touched the body, it would have lightly broken the bones.
But my fist never touched Amelia's body.
-Slap! Suddenly! Creep, crease, crease…
Pow!
With a light sound, a blue blade passes over the shoulder, thigh, and calf.
In addition, he casually grabs Rosaria by the collar and slams her to the ground. Even in that split second, he did not miss the opportunity and caught Rosaria. This is not someone to look down on. Rosaria was also completely injured after being cut several times by Amelia's blade.
A gnawing fight.
The difference between Amelia and mine is huge.
However, it is not enough to kill them without any thought.
Therefore, Amelia adopted the most efficient and easy way to win.
Mechanical thinking that moves with thorough calculation.
Indeed, it was an idea that would have been reminiscent of mercenaries who had abandoned things like chivalry.
However, Amelia's breathing has also become quite rough. If it had been one-on-one, I would have definitely lost. As Rosaria and I dragged each other along, she wasn't able to finish it easily either.
-Kagagagak, boom!
I quickly retreated and gathered my thoughts.
When it comes within Amelia's range, it moves in an instant and launches an attack.
Now I'm so overwhelmed that I'm out of breath. At first, I got a big cut from that holy sword and the magic power that was eaten away caused quite a lot of bleeding.
This is flat land with almost no obstacles.
That is why such a tactic is possible. Waiting for something to come in.
Rather than considering fairness as a virtue, the focus is on winning and surviving.
"Then… I should join in too."
I created magical power in my hands.
"!"
Amelia immediately turned her head this way.
Amelia immediately sensed my presence and rushed towards me, raising her holy sword with the intention of splitting my skull.
-Cow!
However, the blow never touched my body.
There was one strong supporter here.
"…Amelle…Leah!!!!!"
A voice like thunder rings out. Rosaria gritted her molars and shouted.
Amelia's blood-covered figure can be seen between the blades.
Rosaria made eye contact with Amelia beyond the blue blade that seemed to tear her apart at any moment.
I don't feel any emotional fluctuations in those eyes.
I feel like I've seen those eyes somewhere before, feeling no emotion from anything, and maintaining a cool and ruthless look even in a battle situation where tension and hand-to-hand combat are going back and forth.
It is the same look in the eyes of the leader of a mercenary group who did not show any change in his emotions even though his comrades were dying in the war.
Those were those infinitely sunken, ice-cold eyes that tried to make the best judgment in any situation.
-Uzzz That means thump, thump, thump,
Big trees that start growing quickly. If the terrain was changed to this side, it would at least get better.
I intervened between the standoffs between Rosaria and kicked Amelia's waist.
"Kkeut, big…"
As expected, Amelia was pushed away, spitting out blood from her mouth as if she had been damaged.
I felt a little guilty, but the damage on this side was much greater. Even though all the annoying things that are eating away at my body have been erased, there are no potions left to treat my wounds.
When the distance widened, I picked up Rosaria and climbed up the tree.
You should never fight on equal terms. There is a significant difference in skill. It's so strong that it's on a whole different level from the Amelia I've seen.
However, Amelia swung her sword widely in the air as if she would not let us go.
-Kugugugugugugung!!!
The ground splits with a loud roar, and at the same time, the tree branch I was stepping on is cut off.
Amelia's figure emerged from the dust.
At that moment, my pupils twitched.
The torn blood vessels in Amelia's hands were protruding and bleeding. It was a wound that occurred while using the technique earlier.
Considering that he was still holding the sword, it didn't seem like a big wound, but I knew full well what it meant to have blood vessels sticking out like that.
It meant not thinking about the consequences that would come later.
"…"
Amelia took off her dusty clothes and blocked our view.
What was visible between the gaps was miasma.
miasma.
As if he was never going to get anything.
okay. I've seen that one or two times. No matter what his goal was, or what he wanted, it was a miasma that would stop at nothing to obtain it.
Sometimes the goal was to save my life, and sometimes the goal was to kill the swordsman. Even though her body was completely destroyed, Amelia swung her sword until she could no longer move, and was ultimately defeated by the swordsman. If you end up failing even though you devoted yourself wholeheartedly, the aftermath is a feeling of helplessness. not being able to do anything.
I know very well the fear that feeling of helplessness brings.
"Come back to me. Yooseong."
Even though it rushes forward with ferocious momentum, its center of gravity does not waver.
But… Amelia's eyes became slightly unfocused and she bit her lip, which felt somewhat familiar.
Water slowly filling my eyes.
At those words, Rosaria gritted her teeth and shook her head roughly.
"Come to your senses!! That woman is not Amelia! I'm just imitating it from your memory!"
-Chaejaeng!
Watching Amelia protect herself from Rosaria's attack by blocking my fist was exhausting to watch.
Originally, this was one person who would have been dealt with right away. As the number reaches two, if you engage in a war of attrition, you will lose stamina.
He tried to cut down the trees around him, but every time he took a swinging stance with his sword, he would block the attacks by clenching his teeth at the flying fists.
And when he felt like he was about to cut down a tree, he exploded it with his magic power and caused damage.
-Pabababak!
A thorn stuck in his forearm. Through it all, we can see Amelia's expression as she clenches her teeth.
For a moment, my posture shakes.
I couldn't help but feel agitated.
Amelia is a person more precious than anything else. A woman who taught me something new about faith.
Her elegant smile still hasn't disappeared from my mind.
Every time I look at that face, it's painful because it reminds me of Amelia's bloodied face from when we first met.
"…."
-Phew!
At that moment, I felt the sensation of a blade penetrating my abdomen.
"Wow, wow…!"
"Yuseong!!!!!"
Rosaria stretched out her hand, gritting her teeth while constricting her pupils.
I gritted my teeth and focused my magic on the blade of my hand.
A blow suddenly struck me when I had decided that it was definitely over and that I had no more power left.
It was sudden, but all you had to do was block it and instantly cut off its head. My eyes are full of confidence that I no longer have any strength left.
Amelia lowered her posture like that and gathered her magic power. By the time he was concentrating with all his might to twist the blade while avoiding my hand.
At the same time, the blade of my hand dug right into Amelia's heart.
"…!"
I had no intention of holding the sword to block it.
Only attack. I was expecting the first strike to fail.
Fortunately, the gamble paid off.
In this situation, I thought they would definitely rush at me.
A sparring match that has been competed countless times.
I have competed with the real Amelia countless times.
Amelia hated being watched by me. So I did my best. And we found out each other's weaknesses and complemented them. Isabel and Rosaria's training also played a role.
But…
-Yuseong, when you look at my face, you stop moving for a moment. Is there any reason?
-…No, that. There isn't anything in particular.
-You can say it quickly without acting like a fool. I didn't ask to criticize Yoosung.
-It's just because I like you so much.
-...
The face suddenly heated up and the tips of the ears turned red.
I remember.
That was my weakness.
And that fake guy used it.
I just lied about my weaknesses again.
Flames burn from the twisted blade.
My body screams violently. I fell backwards helplessly.
Fortunately, Rosaria managed to support my body, so I didn't fall headfirst from the tree.
…No, I guess it would have been better to die. This hurts a lot.
A collapsing dungeon.
I vaguely see Rosaria shaking my shoulder and calling my name.
Why, why are you crying?
In fact, wasn't he the person who wanted me dead?
From what I heard, it seems like Rosaria liked Amelia.
Then I would be the man who took that love away.
Why like that?
-"If I die… I shouldn't… Please…! Stand up-…. Spirit…."
Are you having sad eyes?
In a slowly darkening field of vision. I could no longer hear any sound in my deafened ears.
I just felt the hot tears falling down my cheeks without stopping.