Chapter 214
Chapter 214
TN: Please read my translations only on my website since I never give my permission to any site to host my translations. And if you like my translations, please support this site on Ko-fi and Patreon to read several chapters ahead!
Sponsored chapter by our Patreon. Enjoy~
ED: LonelyMatter
Chapter 214 – The Jet-Black Knight
“Even though you’ve heard about the Heavenly Knight, I don’t like the fact that you still seem so relaxed about it.”
Grint addressed Ain in an unpleasant tone.
Ain replied after a few seconds, supporting his strangely heavy heart.
“When did you become a Heavenly Knight?”
“…It was around the time I started to advance to Rockdam. If I had awakened during the meeting, I would have defeated that man without waiting until today.”
“That man?”
Ain’s entire body stiffened.
A searing pain continued to spread, but Ain took a step toward Grint.
“I speak of the knight named Dill who guarded you.”
“What about Dill?”
When he heard the name Dill, he asked without a moment’s hesitation.
“Ah, I was just taking revenge for the humiliation I suffered before.”
“…Revenge for your humiliation?”
The air around Ain turned tense.
Then Majolica and the others who were listening behind him also changed their expressions.
“I have killed that man with my holy sword. Now only you are left, Ain.”
――Holy Sword.
Though Ain did not know its true nature, the sword Grint held shone as brightly as Grint himself.
It was a long sword of ordinary shape, slightly shorter than the one Ain held.
However, it was worth seeing for the power it exuded, as it was called a holy sword.
But there was something more important than that.
After all, Grint said that he killed the man with his holy sword.
“You killed… Dill…?
Ain looked at Grint with a stunned expression and reached for him as if grasping at a straw.
Grint’s expression softened at the sight.
“Haha. If you look so pained, then I guess I can finally avenge my father’s death.”
――That’s a lie. This guy was lying.
As he desperately tried to deny it in his heart, Ain took another step forward.
“That’s enough. Shut your mouth.”
“…Huh?”
“I’d rather end this quickly and go check on the two of them than believe what you’re saying.”
Ain pulled out his illusionary hand again.
Compared to before, the joints were more robust, and it was clear that he had put more effort into making it.
As Ain stared at Grint with his strong eyes, the illusionary hands spread out like the legs of a spider.
With a hint of impatience, he prepared to end the fight.
“Tch… Father was right to give up on you. You really have become nothing but a monster…!”
“Grint-sama, please don’t use too much power…?”
Anon’s worried voice reached him from right behind Grint.
“That power will banish evil beings. It is a wonderful power that is only allowed to Grint-sama―but please avoid overdoing it and affecting your body.”
“It’s okay. As the legends say, the Heavenly Knight will have no trouble even against monsters.”
“…Yes. I’ve seen it with my own eyes before.”
“Hmm? What do you mean, before?”
“Ah, um, when you were training, Grint-sama.”
Anon replied, looking worried as always at Grint, who was frowning.
Perhaps because of that, Grint smiled without worrying about the small discomfort he felt.
“I don’t think I’ve ever fought a monster in front of Anon… well, I guess Anon is confused too. Don’t worry, just wait a little longer.”
Grint stepped forward to avenge his father and put an end to the resentment he harbored toward his brother.
Thus, Ain and Grint… the two brothers, would cross swords for the first time.
***
“Haha… what the hell, hey!”
After a few moments of struggle, Grint raised his eyebrows and spoke to Ain with a proud expression.
“What are you talking about being strong? Your attacks… they don’t work at all!”
“You’re quite confident, aren’t you, Grint?”
Grint was confident.
This was because he had been able to continue blocking Ain’s attacks and had not lost a single breath yet.
“Of course I won’t lose! I can defeat you who have frustrated me and avenge my father… I’ve never felt so clear-headed before!”
“…Ah, at least I can understand how you feel.”
Then Ain took a few steps back to create some distance.
While Majolica and the others watched with bated breath, they thought about the man named Grint.
“His skill isn’t that great… even though he beat the royal knights, he’s still inferior to Lloyd-san, Chris… and even Ed and Logas.”
So why was Grint able to compete with Ain?
As he watched Grint take a strong step forward, Ain continued to be surprised by Grint’s transformation.
“Zaaaaaah! Don’t think you can brush me off so easily!”
“(That’s right, there’s something wrong with that attack…)”
Grint’s blow, full of spirit, approached and grazed Ain’s cheek.
Ain made a slight clicking sound with his tongue and contorted his face in pain from the stinging sensation that entered through the wound.
The aura emanating from Grint continued to cause burning pain.
“What’s wrong, did you really defeat Father?”
He continued to wield his sword at Ain as he phrased his words as if he’s playing with him.
“(No, it’s not just a matter of simple attack power. The reaction speed with which Grint blocked my attack is also abnormal.)”
Not to be conceited, but Ain had a history of even winning a duel against a strong man named Marco, and now he had the achievement of raising the seed as a demon king.
However, when he saw Grint, who had suddenly become too strong, he still felt uneasy.
“It’s a strange story, isn’t it? How did you gain so much strength so suddenly?”
“Of course! I’m the chosen one, and thanks to her blessing, I’ve reached the rank of Heavenly Knight!”
“That’s exactly what I mean, it’s strange!”
Ain suddenly asked a question.
“(That’s right. It’s strange. If he’s so strong…)”
While telling Grint that he was wrong, Ain suppressed the pain that made him angry and blocked Grint’s sword.
As usual, the swordplay was heavy and fast, but…
“(But… if that’s the case)”
…He could withstand it.
It’s not like his eyes couldn’t keep up; besides, Ain’s arm strength was enough to deal with it.
If there had been even a single skill to pay attention to here, Ain would have been at a disadvantage.
“What’s so funny? I’m listening to your excuses for losing!”
“Why haven’t you awakened to become a Heavenly Knight until now?”
Ain wondered.
The timing made it seem like Grint was avoiding awakening.
“(What does it mean to avoid it? He’s a valuable fighting force, so isn’t he being too stingy with him?)”
…Even as Ain thought this, Grint’s sword attacked him.
The wound on Ain’s cheek was the trigger, and Grint’s momentum only increased from there.
The sword, surrounded by a dazzling aura, had a greater attack range than its blade and closed in on Ain.
The sound of the swords clashing echoed through the air, and Grint replied to Ain.
“Is it because you’re just trying to make excuses for losing that you’re so concerned about trivial things…!”
His technique was poor, but he continued to deliver powerful blows.
He swung his sword down with great force, then raised it at an angle to intimidate his opponent.
Although Ain was not trying to belittle him, he was unable to understand Grint’s actions, so he continued to ask him questions.
“Sorry. Like your sword, I like trivial things. What, are you saying that you didn’t have enough ability the day we met again in Euro? So you’re saying that you couldn’t show your strength until now…?”
“Tch…!”
Grint, caught off guard by the reappearing illusionary hand, stepped back from Ain’s sword swing.
“(As I thought. I swung it with the intention of finishing him with it.)”
And yet, Grint dodged Ain’s attack with his eyes.
Even Ain had never seen an opponent with such reaction speed.
Then, with cold sweat pouring down his neck, Grint replied to Ain.
“Yes, that’s right. Back then, I didn’t have enough power, so even after becoming a Heavenly Knight, I wasn’t sure if my body could handle it.”
“…Can your body handle it?”
“A power that strong will also affect my own body… well, you don’t have to worry about that.”
As he spoke, he moved his body, and a number of rays of light swarmed around Grint.
Then, it covered his body like armor.
Ain became more alert, thinking he had gotten serious.
“(It affects the body, huh?)”
He muttered to himself, then spoke to Majolica.
“Majolica-san. Do you know any details about this thing?”
“I’m sorry, but I think the Marshal or Chris would know, but I don’t know the details.”
Majolica answered in a low voice.
Thinking about what would happen, he now regretted not asking Lloyd and Chris about the Heavenly Knights earlier.
In Heim, the Heavenly Knights were treated like heroes and legends.
However, thinking about the reason why Chris described it as almost like a suicide bomb, Ain made many decisions.
“Grint.”
As he let out a long sigh, he called out in a deliberately languid voice to Grint.
“That light… the light is surely Grint’s power itself.”
As he watched the light wrap around Grint’s body, Ain also moved to oppose it.
Surrounding himself with a black aura, he surrendered to the sensation of his five senses sharpening as they are overwhelmed by the light.
“I’m not going to hold back anymore.”
The black aura gradually began to take shape, appearing from Ain’s fingertips.
“I have only ever used my gauntlets. When I tried to use more than that, I felt like I didn’t have enough power. Maybe I subconsciously avoided it because I thought it was dangerous.”
“W-what are you using…?”
The two were in stark contrast.
In contrast to Grint’s heroic appearance, Ain gradually surrenders to the darkness.
“(Huh… I’m hungry. No good, maybe I should have asked for more magic stones…)”
He was fed up with the hunger that came from using his power, but Ain concentrated even more.
“I fought seriously during the time of the Sea Dragon and also when I fought Marco-san. But this is the first time I’ve fought seriously like this.”
As he passed the range of the gauntlet, the black aura reached his shoulders.
Grint and the word Marco made Anon react―in front of these two people, Ain continued to prepare himself to become serious.
He exhaled a pure, jet-black air that was different from the miasma Ralph was emitting.
However, Grint, sensing danger, attacked Ain with more force than before.
“Just die… as a mere monster, you’ve lost your human dignity as well!”
When Majolica and the others lost sight of him, they looked at Ain with startled expressions.
The area immediately around Ain was shrouded in black air, making it impossible to see what was happening. However, the sound of impact that followed Grint’s attack reached their ears.
Grint, who had launched his attack with such incredible speed and force, must have been confident of victory at that moment.
“…Your Highnesssssss!”
Majolica let out a heartbroken cry. From an outside observer’s perspective, it looked like Ain was caught off guard at the end.
…But the battle was not over yet.
As the black air cleared, a being that naturally inspired awe appeared, accompanied by the sound of heavy metal scraping against itself.
“Grint. Now the real show begins.”
But next came the voice of Demon King Ain, filled with dignity… or rather, an overwhelming air of dominance.
“W-What the hell is that form of yours?”
“Y-Your Highness! You’re safe, aren’t you?”
Ain held Grint’s sword in his gauntlet, preventing it from being used.
Although he held the sword loosely in one hand, his entire body was covered in jet-black armor, and he wore a helmet that covered his entire face.
At first glance, he showed everyone a figure that was hard to believe was Ain.
“…Majolica, I give you an order. Take the royal knights and leave the audience chamber.”
Then, suddenly, Ain gave an order as the crown prince.
“(…This is not good. It’s not something that can be controlled or adjusted.)”
The expression ‘not being able to handle it’ would be close to it.
Unable to control the power that has built up in his body, the five senses that continued to rise would not disappear.
In other words, Ain gave an order to Majolica and the others behind him so that his attack would not reach them.
If you like my translations, please support me on Ko-Fi and subscribe my Patreon to read several chapters ahead!