What is a miracle?
No matter what its usual definition may be, at least within the card's system, one could tell from the na alone that it had already departed from the realm of ordinary authorities.
And this miracle I had newly obtained, whether in its title or in its description and source, gave an intense sense of sothing extraordinary.
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Miracle: [The Sensei's Sword, the Dream-Forged Unford Ideal Land]
Description: What thod must be used to depict our dreams?
Source: If you have forgotten, then please take my hand and go search for it together.
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At the ti, as I looked at these words, my emotions could not help but surge.
Beyond the countless conjectures that arose, what truly moved was this.
Although I had already begun to grow sowhat accustod to the card's habit of speaking in riddles,
I never imagined that this damn card could pull sothing like this.
At least the previous authorities would tell their general function. As for this miracle, all I knew was that it would probably be extrely useful. Beyond that, nothing.
But I did not expect that the answer to this question would arrive so quickly.
At the instant my fingertips touched the Sword of Light, a feeling arose in my heart as if I had established so kind of connection with it.
And when I tried to lift it, I discovered that the Sword of Light, which had previously been so heavy that I could not wield it for long, now felt as light as a feather in my hands.
The relationship between charge ti and power ca to intuitively. The landing point of the light cannon responded as naturally as my own arm. Even the massive recoil was smoothed away by so invisible force.
In other words,
I could freely use the Sword of Light as a weapon.
Although its power was certainly inferior to Arisu's, and adding mystery to it would still cost life, against a heavily injured Kei, even the Sword of Light's base output was more than sufficient.
At this very mont, this was the weight that could tip the scales of victory.
"Impossible..."
Kei stared at in disbelief. "With your frail physique, even if you load archived mystery, how could you possibly wield such a heavy weapon? Did my calculations go wrong? No, what despicable thod did you use this ti...!"
Visibly, her fighting spirit plumted. She stood there, fists clenched, lips pressed tight, staring at with Arisu's face, wearing an expression that looked like she was barely holding back tears.
At the very least, it seed she no longer had the desire to trouble the others.
But I did not relax my guard in the slightest.
I had to admit, Kei was an extrely troubleso opponent, and the weapon she was best at wielding was deception.
Through lies, she had successfully taken one precious life from . Through lies again, she had made Arisu believe that no one would be hurt as long as the mission was completed. And still through lies, even in such dire straits, she had nearly found a way to make us pay a price.
Kei had taught that no enemy should ever be underestimated, no matter the circumstances.
Therefore, I would grant her special respect.
"Ah? What did you say?"
I cupped a hand to my ear and raised my voice in confusion. "Your voice is too stupid, I can't hear you. Could you say that again?"
Respect between enemies ant that even when holding an absolute advantage, one should exhaust every possible tactic, including humiliation.
I felt my understanding was correct.
After a stretch of silence that I found imnsely pleasing, Kei reached up and rubbed her eyes hard.
Then, without a word, she launched her final, desperate assault toward .
But it was already too late.
After only a few steps, glowing blue eyes surfaced. Arisu, who had fallen to the ground, lifted her face and said excitedly,
"Wow, Sensei changed classes to a hero too? Or were you actually the previous generation hero? That's great! Bum bum bum! The Sensei who pulled out the Sword of Light will be crowned king."
Crimson covered her pupils, her tone weary. "Princess, what are you saying? The one who should ascend the throne is clearly you..."
"No way. Arisu doesn't want to be king at all. According to RPG tradition, the king should be an older hero, soone responsible for issuing quests to newly born heroes."
Thankfully, she did not say elderly, otherwise I might have started to suspect that I looked a bit old.
With my current handso and refined appearance, even if I were to expend too much lifespan soday, I would probably just beco a dashing middle-aged man.
Perhaps after being tempered by ti, I would grow even more profound and reserved, and even more attractive to innocent young maidens.
But for now, I was still as young and promising as ever. Calling myself a handso youth was not an exaggeration at all.
As for Kei, her voice had already taken on a sobbing tone. "Princess... why... Princess, why is it like this..."
She tried to climb up from the ground, but control of the body was taken back by Arisu, who complained unhappily,
"Arisu already said she wants to be a hero. And if Sensei is going to change classes into king, then Arisu doesn't want to be any princess at all."
Sigh, the little android I personally picked up had already grown to the point where... what ca next again?
I would have to ask Shiroko and Hoshino later to review it.
When control of the body returned to Kei again, she glared at fiercely and finally could not hold back her tears.
Red and blue alternated. With tear tracks on her face, Arisu looked at holding the Sword of Light and revealed a calm smile.
"Anyway, please attack Arisu and make Arisu temporarily lose the ability to move."
Kei forgot to cry, exclaiming in shock,
"Princess, what are you saying!?"
I fell silent for a mont, then nodded slightly and aid the Sword of Light at Arisu.
"Because Kei was the one who misused Arisu's body first."
Kei choked, then shouted at ,
"No! If you attack now, the Princess will really be seriously injured!"
Ignoring her, I pulled the trigger, and the barrel began to charge.
The girl's eye colors switched more and more frequently, until it was impossible to tell who was speaking.
"No... don't! Princess, why... Princess!"
"Sensei, do it."
"No, don't do it!"
"You can go ahead now."
"Wait a mont!"
The girl shut her eyes tightly, struggling as she begged ,
"I, I am the Princess... I am AL-1S! Please don't hurt AL-1S, Please, Sensei! Sensei, please don't let AL-1S get hurt!"
For so reason, a sentence suddenly ca to my mind.
It was especially suitable for reuse here.
"She is not a princess, nor is she AL-1S."
I took a deep breath and shouted loudly,
"She alone, is mine... is everyone's Arisu!"
As my words fell, the condensed light shot forth from the barrel.
It brushed past Kei and detonated with a thunderous explosion not far behind her.
"So," I put away the Sword of Light and let out a scoff, "how could I possibly hurt her? You idiot."
The confused purplish red in those pupils gradually gave way to clear azure, and did not change again.
Arisu swayed as she stood up, looked at , blinked, and smiled sweetly.
Like the warm sun of winter, gentle and comforting.
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