Magic Gems Gourmet

Chapter 210

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Chapter 210 – Battle of Heim’s Capital Part 9

While Logas dealt with the shock that had run through his body, he also noticed Ain looking down at him.

Compared to himself, he seemed to have lost no strength and still seemed to have some reserves, which stirred up a number of complex emotions.

“I never thought it would be like this. I’m disappointed, but also surprised.”

Logas understood with his own body that what Marshal Lloyd had said with such confidence was true.

He wiped the dust from his cheeks and felt the cold sweat trickle down his neck as he stood up with determination.

“But your words are wrong. Who decides what talent is? If it’s not someone else, do you mean to say that you judge for yourself?”

He spoke to Ain with the authority and mature presence of a great general.

He continued to speak to Ain, somehow acting like a babysitter and also like someone who reprimanded and disciplined the other person.

“…..”

“If that’s the case, then it’s a strange story. Then it’s not confidence, it’s just worthless overconfidence.”

Logas asked him directly.

Upon hearing this, Ain replied without being discouraged.

He expressed his thoughts without being ashamed.

“Talent is a very vague thing. That’s why I say it’s wrong to judge it so easily.”

Then Logas snorted and replied to Ain.

“That is impossible. People… and nobles… and nations! We can’t just let time pass by!”

The Roundheart Family was the family of the current great general.

It was a family of warriors, and at that time, it was a famous family of counts.

Therefore, Ain also understood that the Roundhearts had their own ideas, but…

“I’m the Crown Prince, so I know how precious time is―but…”

“But you should have considered the talents that will lead to the future.”

If it’s not you, it’s not you.

Ain calling Logas “you” was really his final farewell. [T/n: Ain called him anata, which refers to someone of equal or lower status.]

He spoke to him respectfully, as he had when he was a child, and sighed with a feeling of emptiness in his heart.

…He steeled himself against the trembling in his heart as he prepared to do what he had to do.

“General Logas. As a member of the Ishtalika royal family, as the Crown Prince, I will take your head.”

“Yes, I too… will strike down the hated Ishtalika royal family.”

“If you can, then try to take me. The one before you is a hero who killed a sea dragon. If you think a mere beast can compete with me, then I will put an end to that fantasy.”

Ain spoke with an attitude that seemed to be full of pride.

As soon as Logas heard this, he let out a loud scream and started to run.

“Uooooohhh!”

Even if it was a knight of the Ishtalika Royal Knights, the power of Logas’ attack would make them freeze in fear.

With every step he took, the ground shook with the force of his attack, and those around him watched in breathless anticipation as the two men fought a one-on-one battle.

Logas’ great sword was dragged across the ground as he charged Ain.

He ran, crushing gravel and digging up the earth as he charged, determined to strike down the royalty of the enemy country.

“Take this once more! I, the one who is known as the possessor of this great sword of the Kingdom of Heim… take my blow!”

As he raised the sword in front of Ain’s eyes, he changed the angle while maintaining his momentum.

As he moved his body in a circular motion, Logas swung down with a blow that contained all of his momentum, strength, and angle.

“――”

A roaring metallic sound was produced, and Ain caught Logas’ attack head-on.

If you were to ask if he had time to dodge it, the answer was that he did.

However, Ain decided to meet Logas’ blow head-on, and he accepted it as if he had conceded the first move.

As the lukewarm afternoon wind blew around them, the dust that Logas had kicked up enveloped them both.

“There is no greater honor for a general than to be able to strike down the royalty of an enemy nation!”

“Well, I suppose that’s true.”

Then Logas’ big sword reached Ain’s hair.

Some of his hair was cut off, and his hair band was torn apart.

“If you let your hair down, you will look just like Olivia!”

“I don’t want you to call her by her name―hah!”

When Olivia was called by her name, Ain, who was offended, hit him with a body blow.

Seeing Logas waver, he deflected the greatsword that was being swung down.

“Nngh…”

In a fit of desperation, Logas tried to regain his footing, but Ain did not stop his attack.

“I won’t let you retreat yet!”

He broke his arms, then his shoulders, and then it reached his waist―eventually spreading to his feet and fingertips.

The word “dominance” that Dill felt when he faced Ain… came to Logas.

Ed was Logas’ overwhelming opponent, someone he had faced many times in tournaments.

When he considered his skills, or rather Ain’s strength, he began to think about things he shouldn’t have thought about.

“N-no way, your strength is…”

Could it be that he was even stronger than Ed-dono?

The thought made Logas’ heart flutter.

Logas had never been able to defeat him. Imagining that Ain might be stronger than Ed, Logas gritted his teeth and clicked his tongue.

“No, it doesn’t matter! Even if that’s the case, as a general, all I have to do is win!”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but if that’s the case, then show me a victory!”

Logas was on the defensive.

This was because Ain continued to attack with even more ferocity than before.

His attacks came from all directions, vertically, horizontally, and even from the front and back.

Then something strange happened to Logas’ great sword.

“What… the sword…?”

It could even be described as miraculous.

Ain’s sword, made from Marco’s material, was a famous sword, unmatched even in Ishtalika.

It was guaranteed to cut well, and because it was forged by Mouton, it was phenomenal, even if you just swung it around.

Perhaps due to the impact of Ain’s constant attacks, Logas’ great sword was chipped in many places, and the blade was quite damaged.

“You monster!”

“…Ah, I don’t care if I’m a monster. As long as I can defeat the Red Fox, I’ll be as much of a monster as I want!”

On the other hand, Ain’s heart felt a slight pain.

There was still a slight knot in his heart at the thought of becoming too inhuman.

Perhaps because of the phenomenon of becoming a demon king, he was putting up a brave front, but inside, he had mixed feelings.

…But the words Ain spoke were also his true feelings, and he continued to fight with a furrowed brow.

“S-seiiyaaaa!”

And Logas’ sword reached its limit.

It was a famous sword that had been passed down in the Roundheart family, but it came to an end before Ain and Marco’s swords, along with its long history.

“Gahhahh!”

Logas was blown away again.

However, what was different from before was that the large sword he used as a shield was cut in half.

It showed excellent sharpness, and the cut surface was smooth and beautiful.

Then, Ain’s sword, which had passed through the great sword, made a horizontal cut on Logas’ abdomen.

“Kuh… hah… hah…”

Logas picked up the fallen Heim soldier’s sword and stood up, holding his stomach.

Without ever declaring defeat, he still stared at Ain with an aggressive expression.

“The great general will not die! I am still standing here!”

Although he seemed to be in pain, Logas answered the Heim soldier with his sword in his hand.

The Heim soldier then cheered loudly in response to Logas’ powerful words.

“That’s a fine general’s spirit. I’ll give you that much. Come to think of it, you’ve always been a one-track mind when it comes to generals.”

Ain walked slowly, gradually closing the gap.

Despite being outnumbered, he inspired the soldiers with his skill, and they admired him for it.

Ain took a deep breath, and he felt his heart rate gradually increase as the battle drew to a close.

…Logas taking the Heim soldier’s sword in his hand was probably one of the factors that boosted their morale.

“With our souls in our hands, we will slay the hated Ishtalika royalty!”

Although his great sword was broken, Logas’ heart was not.

With the Heim soldier’s sword in his hand, he charged towards Ain with his exhausted body.

“…It’s a little empty.”

Logas’ ears did not hear this murmur.

Ain’s heart was filled with an even greater feeling of emptiness.

“Raaaahhhh!”

Logas’ sword was thrust at Ain.

However, Ain easily dodged it and then used his own sword to effortlessly cut Logas’ sword in two.

“Not yet! I’m still alive!”

Then Logas took a dagger from his pocket and swung it.

The ease of his movements, different from those of the great sword, showed his skill with weapons.

“Hah… Seiyaaaahh!”

He swung it again and again, but it never reached Ain’s body.

Only Logas’ physical strength was wasted, and his body, which continued to accumulate fatigue, let out a scream.

Amidst the cheers of both armies, some of the Ishtalika knights looked on with complex expressions, sensing Ain’s state of mind.

“…Let’s end this.”

“Hmph―I’m not done yet! Are you going to run away, Crown Prince Ain!”

He would remain the great general of the Heim Kingdom, no matter what.

Even though it was his own son who had gone astray, he continued to act as the great general of Heim.

Even if Ain deflected all his attacks, leaving him battered and bruised, he never changed.

Once he decided that Ain belonged to the royal family of his hated enemy country, he never wavered in his conviction.

“No, that’s not it. I’m standing here because I don’t want to run away.”

“Have you lost your nerve? To my sword and the true power of Heim!”

And then it happened.

Logas changed his stance and aimed at Ain’s neck, using his whole body to launch a thrust.

The timing, the angle, the power—it was a perfect attack in every way, and the Heim soldiers were convinced that Logas would win.

But at that moment, the Ishtalika army understood that the battle was over.

“I have your head… Crown Prince Ain!”

Ain and Logas. Their bodies overlapped.

The Heim soldiers cheered loudly, rejoicing at their general Logas’s victory, but then they noticed something strange.

That’s right. A sword had emerged from Logas’ back.

“Kahahh…”

Logas spat blood from his mouth.

As he continued to breathe in pain, he wiped his mouth with his hand and spoke into Ain’s ear, which was right next to his own face.

It was a weak, trembling voice as if the end of his life was near.

But his words were filled with the conviction of a great general.

“You… the despicable… Crown Prince of… Ishtalika…!”

Logas’ arm lost its strength, so he dropped his weapon to the ground.

His breathing gradually slowed, and finally, Logas collapsed from Ain’s shoulder, where he had been leaning, and fell face down to the ground.

He did not get up even after some time had passed and continued to spurt bright red fresh blood onto the ground, which was a mixture of grass and dirt.

“Hah… I think it’s over…”

…Father killer.

This word went through Ain’s mind and hurt his heart deeply.

However, Ain kept his spirit strong and raised his sword high into the sky.

“The great general Logas… was defeated by Crown Prince Ain…!”

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