Translator: Seven
Editors: Ana_Banana, Yahiko
Frey spoke in a firm tone.
“It wasn’t a wise idea to try and take your own life.”
“I-, I’m sorry.”
Nix’s face beca red, and she lowered her head.
Frey sighed. There was a lot he wanted to say to her.
“We’ll talk about it later.”
First, he had to et Snow and Ivan.
The first one he headed to was Snow. The room that Nora was referring to before was Snow’s room in his house.
Standing in front of the door, he felt the presence of soone inside. He knocked, but he received no answer.
Did she want to be alone?
Normally, he’d give her so space, but…
Click.
Frey opened the door and walked in.
Snow was sitting on the bed.
The only thing out of place was the fact that she was wearing her mask indoors.
Maybe she had been crying by herself.
Frey sat beside her.
“What were you doing?”
“…thinking about what happened.”
“Stop blaming yourself.”
Snow twitched slightly at Frey’s words, and she turned her masked face to look at him.
After staring at him for a mont, she spoke angrily.
“I wish I could. Huhu. I’ve never felt this way before. I feel like I’m going to go crazy because I’m pathetic and useless.”
“…”
“…I heard that you defeated Agni. Tell honestly, Frey. Would this Queen have been any help in your fight?”
“No.”
Frey answered honestly.
Her sword skills were certainly amazing. She had reached the highest level of mastery, and on the entire continent, those who were as skilled as her when it ca to swords would not exceed ten.
However, that was not enough to hurt Agni.
‘She must have encountered a wall.’
Snow did not have any experience fighting Demigods.
This event could be called misfortunate. If she had encountered and defeated a weak Demigod, she would not have fallen into such despair. Instead, she would have experienced a period of explosive growth due to the positive stimulation.
Unfortunately, her first opponent was an Apocalypse.
“…the way I am now, I won’t be any help in the coming fights.”
Her voice was still weak.
“You’re right. If you want to quit now, I won’t stop you. As you said, the current you would not be of much help.”
Snow smiled helplessly at Frey’s cold words.
“Huhu. What a cruel man. Seeing you talk in such a way without caring about a woman’s feelings reminds of Riki. Right. Like you said, leaving…”
Frey left the room without listening to her response.
Snow shuddered at his cold attitude.
Then she wrapped her arms around herself and muttered.
“…looking for soone else’s comfort. You’ve really fallen this ti, Snow De Predickwood.”
Then the door opened again.
It was Frey. The difference this ti was that he’d returned with sothing in his hands.
It was a sword.
“That’s…?”
“This belonged to my friend. I will now give it to you.”
She didn’t know what material it was made of. She didn’t even know who made it.
But Snow was certain that it was an amazing sword. She could tell with a single glance.
This black sword was the best sword Snow had ever seen.
“…originally, that person would not have given soone else his sword. But Snow, I don’t want you to give up like this. Because you are the woman whom Riki chose to be his disciple.”
“…”
“As I said before, as you are now, you would not be of any help. So beco strong. Beco a Knight worthy of wielding this sword.”
Snow received the sword with a bewitched gaze. She had beco completely enamored with the sword, forgetting her previous depression.
Frey then put sothing on the table.
It was a bead that seed to contain lava.
When Frey swept his hand over this bead, it then split in half. Frey took half and left the other half on the table.
“This is Agni’s crystal. I’ll give you half of it. Of course, that doesn’t an it’ll be easy to absorb.”
“…”
“This is all I can do. Whether you choose to use the sword or the crystal is all up to you.”
When Frey turned around after saying those words, Snow hurriedly stopped him.
“Wa-, wait. There’s still sothing I want to ask.”
“What is it?”
“This sword… what’s the na of this sword?”
Frey was silent for a mont before responding.
“Deukid.”
“…!!!”
Snow trembled.
Frey left the room after saying those words, but she continued staring intently at the sword without even realising it.
She knew that na. There was no way she wouldn’t know that na. There wasn’t any Knight, no, any swordsman on the continent who didn’t know that na.
Sword King Lucid.
The na of the sword that had accompanied him throughout his lifeti was Deukid.
Snow then muttered with a strange expression.
“Belonged to his friend…?”
* * *
A loud sound shook the forest.
It sounded like sothing had exploded or like the footsteps of an incomparably large being.
Crack!
This sound grew louder and louder as he moved forward. And before long, Frey was able to find the culprit behind the noise.
Ivan was slamming his bare fists against the ground. He wasn’t even using mana.
It was unclear whether he wasn’t feeling the pain or if he just didn’t care, but his fists were already red with blood. This was basically no different from self-harm.
Ivan grit his teeth.
He was ashad. No, he was so disgusted in himself that he felt he was going to lose his mind.
Every ti he closed his eyes, he couldn’t help but think about Nora, who had lost her arm. And then Beniang’s image would appear.
Beniang, a woman, had given her life to save his. It was an undeniable truth.
She had saved him. He owed her his life.
“Dammit! Sh*t!”
He swung his fists even faster. Every ti they connected to the ground, it shook.
Soon after, Ivan collapsed, exhausted. He didn’t even have the energy to lift a finger.
He just lay on his back, staring at the sunset. And after a while, tears began flowing from his eyes.
It wasn’t funny.
Ivan was certain that he’d never had such a pathetic mont in his not-so-short life.
…
…
Ivan was finally able to pull himself together after the sky beca dark.
‘Today will definitely be the ugliest day of my life.’
In other words, he would never show such a pathetic appearance again.
Ivan sat up and wiped away his tears. Then he saw Frey, who appeared as though he’d been there for a long ti.
Ivan wasn’t surprised and spoke in a blunt tone.
“You saw sothing unsightly.”
“It was pretty unpleasant.”
“Never speak of this.”
“Right.” (Note: Bro code)
“…why are you here?”
“Did you find the Giant’s Belt?”
“I did.”
Frey nodded and took out the Tiger King’s Gloves that Dro had found.
“…that’s?”
“One of the three items left by Kasajin. The last one.”
“Right. So those are the Tiger King’s Gloves.”
He didn’t seem particularly pleased.
“You will need them if you intend to surpass Kasajin.”
“I see.”
Ivan glanced at the gloves before laying down once again.
When Frey saw that, he couldn’t help but think that this situation was better than Snow’s.
Ivan didn’t need any advice or hints. He already had the determination and willpower to overco the wall.
This was because he had already walked a thorny path. It was possible that his mind was even stronger than his body.
“…I am weak.”
Ivan muttered to himself, his eyes flashing.
“Next ti, I will save them.”
Regardless of who the enemy was, this was the last ti he would be the one being saved.
Ivan swore it.
* * *
Frey went to look for Nix.
It seed she’d taken one of the empty rooms in the house.
When he opened the door, he saw a woman sitting on a chair. (Note: Bad Frey, not knocking before entering a girl’s room)
Frey paused for a mont.
He recognised that expression. At that mont, she was no longer Nix—she was Torkunta.
“Why isn’t it Nix?”
“She doesn’t want to talk to you.”
“Why?”
“Hmph. It’s obvious. She’s probably scared of being scolde-… Kuk! Don’t yell at ! How else do you want to explain it?”
Torkunta frowned and shouted.
Frey spoke in a quiet voice.
“Nix, I have no intention of blaming you.”
“…”
Torkunta, who had been silent for a while, suddenly made a strange expression.
Then she sighed and scratched her head.
“It would have been better to die than end up like this. Now, I’m like a shrimp who can’t even withstand a few waves. Dammit.”
Then she lowered her head, and her temperant changed.
After a while, she spoke in a softer tone.
“…I’m sorry.”
It was Nix.
Frey shook his head and said.
“Why did you choose to do that?”
“I couldn’t think of anything else. I thought it was the best option.”
Frey couldn’t help but feel a bit strange.
Nix’s appearance was clearly that of an adult woman, but her tone and expression reminded him of a child who was only a few years old.
But this was natural. After all, she had only gained her human appearance a few years ago.
“Can I sit?”
“Yeah.”
Frey sat in front of Nix.
Then, after a mont of silence, he opened his mouth.
“As I said, I didn’t co here to scold you or bla you. I just wanted to talk.”
“Talk…?”
“Looking back, all of our reunions happened unintentionally. We never had the ti to have a proper conversation.”
Nix hesitated for a mont before nodding.
Frey’s soft tone caused her stiff body to relax considerably.
“I want to hear about everything after Torkunta died. Would that be okay?”
“Ah…”
Nix suddenly let out a soft giggle.
“Why are you laughing?”
“Because Torkunta just shouted. He said he wasn’t dead.”
Frey also laughed at those words.
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