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Chapter 6 - You, Born from Light Amidst DarknessPart 1 Erica Blandelli recalled from her experience the existence of [Leap] magic. It was a kind of magic that lightened one's body and allowed one's jumping ability to exceed human limits. Using this would allow her to perform amazing moves that her beloved Hong Kong movies produced only through the use of harnesses. Even without a running start she could jump to places taller than her own height. She could even run up vertical walls or perform agile acrobatics that even the top stunt actors could never hope to imitate. —Now she was skillfully using this magic to escape. In a city center in the middle of a stormy night without any shelter. Flying between the rows of towering buildings from roof top to roof top, Erica was scurrying around so much that even something like a cat or a monkey would have no way of keeping up. Erica prided herself on this magic. If she used it seriously, there was virtually no one who surpassed her skill. However, amongst the death knights there were three who also excelled in this type of magic. Likewise using [Leap] magic, but pursuing like the shadow of death personified. "Truly difficult to handle—" Erica muttered. The strong winds shook her body, and the rain made visibility very poor. Furthermore, it was night time. Since it was wet everywhere, a careless misstep could easily lead to a fall. Erica continued to scurry around unfazed by these disadvantageous conditions. However, it was probably enough. Shaking them off her trail would be impossible so it might not be a bad idea to turn around and counterattack here. There were three of these knights in pursuit. Other than the numerical disadvantage, it would also be rather difficult to dispatch one of them with the first strike. While using [Transformation] magic on the magical sword in her right hand, she looked back to observe. Cuore di Leone changed its form from a slender sword into a throwing spear. A short but heavy spear meant for throwing. Twisting, she threw at an acute angle. At the instant the throwing spear left the hand of Erica, two identical clones also appeared like shadows. A total of three throwing spears flew straight into the directions of the three death knights. The spear tips crisply penetrated their chests, piercing the heart protected beneath the chain mail. The surviving dead souls collapsed into dust. It was likely that the decision-making capability of the death knights—the ability to think, was lower than when they were alive. It took them longer to change their actions. Which is why Erica acted as she did. Running away continually for long distances followed by a rapid counterattack, the plan came into fruition perfectly. —However, the last performance has yet to begin. As Cuore di Leone returned from its spear form back to the sword, Erica made preparations for the remaining enemies. Now was the key moment. Swordplay, magic, strategy, wisdom. Opponents who matched her in every one of these categories were arriving soon. "Running all the way over here, it does not really match your preference for spectacular battle." The voice appeared out of the rainy night. An elegant and cute voice of a girl, but hiding great strength beneath gentle softness. "Like a rat scurrying around, this ends now. Erica Blandelli." "Come to think of it, you once said you wanted to fly like a swallow. Lily, that's no good, you're really lacking in poetic expression." Liliana Kranjcar. Amidst the strong winds, Erica was mocking the completely drenched girl who was beautiful as a fairy and wearing a blue and black cape. For her to appear here was nothing extraordinary. This girl was the descendant of a true and proper witch. Completely surpassing Erica, she was a master of flying magic. "Do not call me Lily!—If you were not working as the subordinate of that weak king, then there would not be a need to emulate it. Furthermore, there would not be a need to be like a female fox. How inconsiderate!" "Rather than some sort of scheming, this is just my love. This isn't like you, to lack feeling in your words." As the two female knights talked under the intense rain and wind, they walked towards each other. They understood each other's capabilities very well. Whether the winner or the loser, neither would be able to conclude the battle unharmed. "My wings, shape steel into the blade of illusion—Il Maestro, lend me your power!" Liliana raised her arm towards the sky, and loudly summoned her beloved sword. The silver long-bodied sabre appeared and Liliana jumped up from the ground at that instant. Approaching like a flash of lightning. With comparable speed, Erica dodged to the side. Rather than swordsmanship, it was more like a dance—taking leaping steps like those of the flamenco[13], while dodging the attacks from the approaching enemy. Liliana, who had caught up with Erica's speed, moved quietly with gliding steps. Running as if she were ice-skating, she pursued Erica's light footsteps. "Do not think that you can escape from me with that kind of speed!" "True. In that case, let me defeat you with power!" Erica performed a forward thrust with Cuore di Leone, aiming for Liliana's heart. It was not a single attack. Within the time of a single breath, Erica struck out thrice, a killing move consisting of three sudden thrusts. Il Maestro gave off melodic metallic tones like an instrument, and at the same time parried Erica's attack rhythmically. Liliana's swordsmanship was both extremely beautiful and wonderfully precise. Skillfully wielding the heavy weapon, while simultaneously making forceful attacks, Erica moved the exquisite magical sword to lightly evade or parry attacks. Erica did not attack with abandon, but was biding her time. Not her sword, but with her foot. Aiming at Liliana's instep, Erica mercilessly stepped towards her opponent's foot as if crushing it with her heel. "Wait, you are using your feet so vilely just like in the past!" "Lily, look at you. You still haven't changed your habit of cursing when you get excited. A knight should always aim for more spectacular battles!" Towards Liliana who retreated to dodge her opponent's heel, Erica smiled gracefully. As they continued to slice and attack each other, the distance between them gradually shrank. In that case, a situation of close combat would develop, and using the feet was a normal part of swordsmanship. Maintaining her position, Erica chopped downwards directly. The magical sword of the lion was blocked by Il Maestro. Closing in on the guard of the sword. Immediately Erica stepped forward on impact, using the magic sword to blow away the light Liliana. "This monstrously strong girl! What spectacular battle? It is just like a horse pulling a cart with brute strength!" "If that's the case, wouldn't it be better to describe it as strong and majestic like a lion?" To her cursing opponent, Erica rebutted with a smile. Liliana snorted and took a large step. This was in preparation for her prided flying skill. To fly freely in the sky like a bird, she needed the proper distance. "If that is the case, then I shall soar high like a falcon. Be prepared... Hmph, they already caught up?" Inadvertently, Liliana was lightly surprised. Erica easily guessed the reason. With the clattering of chain mail and other metallic weapons, clearly a few other knights had arrived using [Leap]. The death knights in pursuit of Erica with orders from Voban. There were four of them. —They each took a position and surrounded the array of buildings the two girls were fighting on. Scattered amongst the roof tops of the surrounding homes and buildings, they formed a net of encirclement. "...Looks like they will be disturbing us no matter what. Then I shall step back. If you can cut your way out of this, let us determine the victor another day." Liliana spoke as she put down Il Maestro. Losing all interest because the duel was interrupted. Rather than fighting for the sake of killing or pitting wits and power against each other, knights fought to showcase their skill and bravery. Truly my great rival. One who could distinguish battles from duels properly. ...However. At this point, Erica thought of a way to get out of this situation. Not by a surprise attack, but fighting all four of these death knights face to face would be too difficult. However, it would be totally different if she had a partner who was at least equal to her. Fortunately, such a trump card was right here. "Hey Lily, I happen to have something to tell you..." With a gentle and lovely voice she seldom used, Erica spoke. "No way. I hate talking to you and it never ends well. Is it not better for me to watch the current dangerous situation instead?" Liliana's response was rather cold. However, Erica expected it and showed an openly accepting smile like that of a noblewoman. "Don't speak so coldly oh. This may prove to be to your benefit—Lily, are you actually thinking of serving Marquis Voban and following his every order from now?" "Why not? I am only fulfilling my duties to the [King]." Without hesitation, a proper answer. However, this was precisely why it was so fun to play around with Liliana Kranjcar. Feeling the movements of the death knights, Erica added emphasis to her tone. If they were biding their time before rushing in, then now was the time to bring Liliana to her side! "So... If that's the case, why don't you fulfill your duties to another king? If that is the only reason why you follow the Marquis, then there's no problem, right?" "...Are you suggesting I change my allegiance to Kusanagi Godou?" Seeing Liliana's eye brows twitch, Erica spoke like an older sister or any type of elder. "Correct. If it's him then you will definitely get the thrill of battle—Lily, did you really follow the Marquis to Tokyo without reservations? I understand you very well, Lily, which is why I have my doubts. It is completely unlike you to be yielding to the Marquis' tyranny so obediently." "This and that. It is all your fault, Erica Blandelli!" Without a clue to the reason of her anger, Erica felt mildly surprised. "Uh, is that so? Why?" "It is entirely the fault of your scheming against Kusanagi Godou and accepting the role of his lover! This is what provoked my grandfather's oppositional defiance!" Feeling there was a hidden story behind this explanation, Erica made a mental note. The grandfather living in seclusion was well known amongst worshipers of Dejanstahl Voban. Learning that the young mistress of the rival Blandelli family had become the lover of the newly born Campione, he must have felt his days gone to waste. And so he must have arranged to let the long time acquainted old king summon his granddaughter to cater to his whims. "Could it really be true, Lily, that the grandfather sent you to the Marquis so that his own granddaughter could become the lover of a [King] as well?...Isn't this a totally mistaken casting decision?" From this honest girl, expecting seduction was too much. Erica felt sympathy for the furious Liliana. "Really. What does he think his granddaughter is..." "If that's the case, then why not end it? Lily, you are suppressing your own will to cater to the Marquis' excesses. Isn't it time for you to be yourself, Liliana Kranjcar? One is a tyrant who would force a girl to carry out his unreasonable requests, while the other is the young king fighting to aid this helpless girl—Who do you think is the correct side?" The death knights were about to attack. Godou and Yuri's fates were still unknown. Too many things to be confirmed, and too many problems requiring solutions. However, one must not give in to anxiety so Erica presented an air of casual generosity and continued. "If you have never sworn allegiance to the Marquis verbally, then which king you choose is your decision... If the anachronistic old man has any objections, then Salvatore Doni will answer as our true chief of Milan. Since Kusanagi Godou is his ally and is currently fighting for the weak—I think you'll soon lose your reasons for serving the Marquis, Lily." "Hmph. An attractive proposal, but are you toying with me once again?" Liliana suspiciously eyed her surroundings. Erica did the same. Surveying the area as she conversed elegantly, she had never let down her guard for a moment. She was ready to battle any time. "Ara, have I ever played a joke on you, Lily?" "Do not pretend you are ignorant. Two years ago, when we were itching to go to the movies, were you not laughing your head off when you successfully tricked me into watching that romantic film with the intense bed scenes!?" "I didn't know it was that kind of movie either. And really, Lily, you even fainted to have a wonderful dream in the middle of watching it." "No, not at all. I also fell for your tricks when we were selecting clothes while shopping in Milan. All you picked were those shameless clothing with low cuts, open backs and bared navels, and you bought so much—!" "Lily you have a great figure, so those clothes really suit you. You should be more confident in yourself!" "Q-Quiet! Also, half a year ago when we met in Venice by chance—you k-kept saying all these nice but insincere things to please me, and played me like a toy!" "Oh my, are you saying this is the same? And here I was, trying to give Lily some good advice!" At that instant, the death knights finally made a move. Taking advantage of the moment when Liliana let her guard down and lost awareness of their presence, two of the four knights swung their blades at Erica, chopping downwards! Not only was there a disadvantage in numbers, but one could not stop moving when fighting in a place like this. Stopping would immediately mean being surrounded, and a one against many fight will result in a massacre. However Erica forced herself to move and face the two attacking death knights. Swinging Cuore di Leone to restrict the chopping motion of one of them, she followed the motion of the sword with her hips. As the sword of the second knight approached, she dodged glamorously with a slight twist of her body. In that instant, she looked at Liliana. Their glances exchanged. The face, beautiful as a doll's, frowned slightly. Il Maestro went into motion once more. As the blue and black cape fluttered in the wind, Liliana Kranjcar finally took action. "You will receive your comeuppance one day! Be prepared!" As she made her short complaint, Liliana approached. Erica was using herself as bait for the two death knights, while Liliana made a series of fierce attacks using Il Maestro. One flash, two flashes. Just like that, Liliana subdued the two unwary knights. There were two knights remaining which could be dealt with one on one. The two of them also jumped onto the roof where Erica and Liliana were. The first to make a move was Liliana. Like a bird she jumped high into the stormy sky. The blue and black cape fluttered in the wind following her as she swooped down like a fierce bird of prey. Below her one of the death knights waited. The corpse held a longsword and thrusted towards the girl who had nowhere to hide in midair. —Too naive. Having said that, Erica's lips curled with a smile of assurance. The type of [Leap] that Liliana used was much different from Erica's. It went much faster, flew much higher, jumped much further, and could even ignore principles of continuity. Her descent suddenly halted. Liliana stopping her free fall was like hitting the brakes in mid air. The sword of the death knight missed its target. Immediately, Liliana resumed her fall and swung her sabre downwards. The weight and the force of the leap powered the sword's attack with kinetic energy as it struck the death knight, and a deep slash crossing from the right shoulder to the left hip sliced open the body. Falling to the ground, the knees collapsed and the body fell forward and began to crumble from the bottom. In a short moment, the death knight turned into scattered dust. Liliana Kranjcar's leaping skills had already reached the level of flying. Even a master would have difficulty winning against her if they were unfamiliar with the way she fought. "Truly amazing, Lily. You've always had a talent for flying around!" Erica expressed approval. Since ancient times, this had been deeply rooted in the witch culture of eastern and southern Europe. It was said that they made secret potions, tamed wild beasts in the woods with magic, and flew freely in the skies. Being able to acquire these skills was determined by disposition at birth, as well as further training throughout life. Erica's aptitude in this area was greatly surpassed by Liliana. However, to make up for it— Manipulating steel, and using spells to forge blades and spears. In terms of the power to use magic to create these tools of killing and destruction, Erica was far ahead! "Cuore di Leone which was forged by the black night! The descendant of the highest sword! Respond to my prayer, the steel of kings!" This was the arcane art of the Excalibur[14], to raise her beloved sword's slicing efficiency to the max. Using these spell words, Erica struck with her sword in a superior posture. The longsword used by the death knight was cleanly cut in half by Cuore di Leone. Against the attacks of the blue and red knights, the last death knight also turned into dust. "Even from a long time ago, you have been using brute strength to defeat others like this. What an idiot suited for charging on the front lines." "Hey Lily. I've always been praising you directly, why are you always insulting me... This is why I say you are not lady-like." The displeased Liliana immediately worsened her expression at Erica's criticism. "Quiet! Rather than this, you should be rushing to meet up with your master. That important person should probably still be fighting for Mariya Yuri, right? Head there before it is too late!" The noble, unsullied and chivalrous knight. This was the maiden called Liliana Kranjcar. Witnessing this truth once again, Erica smiled. She did not want to work under the Marquis. On a certain level, she definitely supported Kusanagi Godou. "Very true... But this is great, Lily volunteering to help me. However, my interest is in threatening!" "Threatening? Do you really think you can threaten me with a sword to force me to join?" Liliana spoke like she was treated as a fool to be played with. However, Erica grinned and shook her head. She was not going to engage in that kind of tasteless behavior. "Hey, in a certain drawer in your bedroom—the second one counting from the top. That notebook there, isn't it quite nice? Very expressive and full of feeling, like a young girl's!" "—!?" Liliana stared at Erica with murderous eyes. Erica continued unfazed. "Who would have thought you had an interest in writing novels? 'I hate those kinds of aloof people. However, what is this intense beating in my chest? Is it possible, could this be, is this love?' Romance novels with this kind of feeling are so rare in the current entertainment media. If it were me, I would put in more dead people, murders, action, and martial arts!" "What! Hey hey hey! How do you know the existence of 'that'!?" Erica hummed slightly and smiled. There was actually a maid in the Kranjcar household who acted as a secret informant, but there was no need to reveal that fact. "Fufufu. If Lily would become my close friend from now on, then I will automatically forget about the existence of that notebook? So, comprehend?" "Kill! I would rather kill you to silence that mouth of yours forever!" To the seriously furious Liliana, Erica gave out a glamorous smile. This was the smile that Godou described as like a devil's. "Don't be so hasty. If I died, the sealed contents of the will is full of details of that novel—I was thinking it might come in handy one day, but I never expected it to be today!" "You, you, you devil! You are not human!!" Hearing repeated cries of that most familiar title, Erica began planning the next step. Since a powerful ally has been gained, it was time to meet up with Godou as soon as possible. The king who lent his assistance to those in need, where was he now—? Part 2 It was just as Erica Blandelli was bringing Liliana Kranjcar over to her cause. Kusanagi Godou and Mariya Yuri were at the door of a public recreation facility. It was slightly after half past nine at night. All staff and users had already left earlier. Presumably because of the sudden storm which resembled a typhoon, they all left hastily. —Keeping Yuri in his arms, Godou ran here as if he was flying. Knowing his limit was near, he happened upon this shelter, and fell over like an invalid as he stepped in. "Kusanagi-san!? What is the matter!" "...I'm sorry, Mariya. Let me stay like this for a while. This always happens after using the [Raptor]. Due to using it for so long, this part becomes very painful..." Whispering, Godou pressed upon his chest with his hand. Verethragna's [Raptor] could grant Godou superhuman speed and a light body. The cost for doing so was the current condition. An intense pain in the heart depending on the length of usage. No magic existed to alleviate this pain. As Godou was covered with cold sweat, there was nothing he could do but endure. "Please relax your body. I will now use magic to relieve pain." "No, it won't work... But I'll be fine." Godou refused the rare show of concern. However, Yuri did not heed him, and started treatment on her own. Placing her palm on Godou's chest, she gently caressed him. Through her palm a gentle warmth was transmitted. In normal situations it would probably soothe the most intense pains. Regrettably, a Campione's body was not a normal body. Whether hostile or friendly, all directly applied magic will be rejected. This was due to their powerful resistance towards magic and wizardry. "...No effect? How could this be!?" Yuri was surprised to discover the lack of effect from her magic. Godou endured the pain and smiled slightly. In fact he was already in too much pain to do that, but forced himself to make display for her. "Think back, didn't I tell you before? Under normal circumstances, our bodies are resistant to the effects of magic. However, the only exception is when magic is blown directly into the body..." "That, that really was true!" It was the battle against Athena last time. That time when Godou accepted Erica's [Teaching] magic from her mouth directly, and obtained knowledge about the goddess. Yuri had felt extreme indignation watching that scene. "I-I thought that when y-you and Erica-san did that... That shameless intimate contact, it was just an excuse... S-so sorry!" "Could it be that you always thought that... —Ouch it really hurts!!" The painful sensation attacking his heart was like being pricked with needles. As Yuri worriedly watched Godou's face, she kept caressing the area around Godou's chest. "You don't need to do that, Mariya. After all it doesn't work." "No. Even without magic, there will still be an effect. Do not speak like you know everything. To have used such a dangerous power... you really go out of control sometimes." Despite saying that, the motions of Yuri's hand were extremely gentle.
Pain was really subsiding. The warmth from the palm of her hand was very comfortable. "In the past, my mother would always do this where I was hurt. Even though she was a normal person who did not know any spells, the pain always receded gradually. So I know that it will work for Kusanagi-san." "Ah ah, yes. Perhaps it really is like that..." But of course, the pain in his heart was still there. However, compared to enduring the pain just now, he found it easier to endure. Godou finally relaxed his body a little... and then, noticed. Without noticing when, he had started engaging in intimate contact with Yuri. The two of them had their clothes drenched by rain—Godou was wearing his school uniform, while Yuri was wearing the miko outfit. Having absorbed massive amounts of water, the fabric clung closely to the skin, and mercilessly absorbed body warmth. However, the parts in bodily contact felt warm instead. Unlike Erica, Yuri did not use perfume or anything like that. But leaning so closely together, a sweet fragrance could be picked up. This was bad. Godou felt embarrassed from the bottom of his heart. "Umm, umm Mariya, could you stay back a little? I think I'm much better now." "N-no Kusanagi-san. If there is still an effect, then it would be better to maintain this. Also, if we do this our bodies can feel warmth... Umm, the two of us can..." Yuri also seemed to have noticed the same thing, and they avoided each other's gaze. The part which the miko's white outfit did not cover—the face turned bright red as autumn leaves. Was it imagination? But body warmth also felt like it was rising. —Ten minutes later. Most of the pain had gone away. However, it was still difficult to move the limbs. After experiencing a certain period of intense pain, the body became powerless and could not move temporarily. This was the price of using the [Raptor] form. However, since one obtained unparalleled speed in return, perhaps it couldn't be helped. Maybe due to the lack of conversation, Godou tried his hardest to think of other things. In the tens of minutes leaning close together without a word being said, it was like being tortured or interrogated. At least, if there was something to chat about... "A-anyway, about that old gramps. Mariya once mentioned it, right? The usurped authority which allowed the manipulation of corpses. That one, what was the god called?" "...Osiris. The ancient Egyptian deity of agricultural fertility, and the god ruling the underworld." "...A god of harvest as well as the underworld? Why do I feel like I've heard of this guy before?" The goddess Athena was the dark deity of the underworld as well as the great mother earth goddess. Then wasn't it exactly the same as the battle that ended a month ago? Godou felt doubtful. "Perhaps it is just as Kusanagi-san thought. A fertility deity, who can turn the earth into swaths of lush greenery, turns into a god of the underworld when winter or night time arrives. Like Athena, there are two sides to Osiris. However, he was a male god and not a mother earth goddess." The mother goddess in Egypt was named Isis. The goddess of the earth who was also the wife of Osiris. Killed by one of the younger brothers of a desert god, Osiris' corpse was torn to pieces and thrown into the Nile. The one who gathered the pieces together was his wife Isis. The pieces of the body were sewn back together by the god Anubis, and revived. Thus resurrected, Osiris became the king of the underworld, judging the dead based on sins committed during their lifetime— "And that is to say, the Egyptian version of Yamaraja[15]? Which is why Voban can make the people he killed crawl out from their graves to become zombies or mummies and bind them to the living world." "T-that description is a bit crude, but categorizing it that way should be correct." After listening to the myths told by Yuri, Godou looked at his right hand. ...Still no good. The god-killing golden sword. It was still uncertain whether the [Warrior] form's power could be used. "Can you tell me more about Osiris? I want to gather more intelligence as preparation for the [Warrior]." "I am really sorry. I do not know any more details... However, Marquis Voban is not a god, right? So I do not think that the power to seal a god can be used?" Yuri wondered, surprised. Godou had originally thought the same, but shook his head. "The [Warrior]'s [Sword] can destroy a Campione's authority. If Osiris' authority is sealed, then Voban will not be able to manipulate the dead as his puppets. That guy will also weaken, and those people can return to their graves... Ah, but perhaps the harder one to handle is the [Wolf]? If he took on that monstrous form, I am out of options." In the duel against Salvatore Doni, Godou had found out by accident. However, thinking of the previous battle, Godou felt depressed. The form capable of dueling Voban's giant wolf avatar would be the [Boar]. However, if those kinds of monsters were to battle in the middle of the city, who knew how many innocent victims there would be? "What kind of god was the [Wolf] authority usurped from? The first god that the old gramps defeated... Even Mariya doesn't know, right?" "Yes, I am sorry I cannot be of any help. Even I was surprised by that [Wolf]—" Suddenly, Yuri stopped talking. Staring into empty space, murmuring in a soft voice. "As the sun possessing the strongest light... The beast which swallowed and assimilated it... Definitely cannot have attributes of darkness... If that was the case, the existence of the god that brings eternal night will..." "Mariya what is going on with you?" Seeing her acting a bit strange, Godou yelled out. However, Yuri still did not respond. If his hand could move, Godou would definitely shake her by the shoulder. "The god that can devour light, that definitely implies the presence of the same light within him... However, this is not enough... The wolf is a symbol of the earth and greenery... Not only the god of the earth but light as well—Kusanagi-san!" Yuri's eyes regained feeling. Grabbing Godou's immobile body, Yuri said. "Got it! I got it! The first god Voban fought—the identity of the god from which the authority of wolves was usurped from, I saw it!" Mariya possessed top notch power in spirit vision. Godou thought of this fact. Very likely, in witnessing Voban's use of the authority, the secret was leaked out. "How amazing, Mariya. So which god is it after all? Name? Do you know his myth?" "Like the god Osiris, he is also a god of the earth and greenery. No, rather than the earth, it is more accurate to say he is a god of birth. Darkness and the earth are synonyms. The world dominated by darkness—which is to say the underground is an existence combining darkness with the earth together. However, he is made of the light born from darkness and the earth!" "He? So what is his name? Is it a god I should already know?" "His oldest name was called light. The god of rats and wolves. The deity of gold and silver!" At this point, Yuri's shoulders slumped over. As if she discovered her words were too fragmented. "I am really sorry, even though it is completely clear in my mind, I cannot express it in words easy to understand. Same for the name, it was originally at the tip of my tongue..." In other words, what she sensed could not be visualized easily into understandable language. Looking at Yuri who bowed her head, Godou understood. Just like a mathematical prodigy who cannot explain how a formula can be solved by instincts, Yuri who understood a god's true nature by direct sight could not relay the information to mortals by words. What should be done? She finally found a way to help, but it became meaningless. "I-I am sorry, Kusanagi-san. Even though you have done so much for me, I cannot help at all... Even though I have this power, but it has not been helpful at such a critical moment..." Yuri looked like she was about to cry, and lowered her head. She must be feeling deeply ashamed of the current situation. This situation is actually not something she should be so concerned about. If his body could move freely, Godou really wanted to pat her shoulder and caress her head to comfort her. At least say something. Godou did not show any signs of despair, and said clearly. "Don't think too much of it. When my body recovers, let's go find Erica. If it's her, then the current hints should be enough to figure out which god it is. So, don't lose hope." "Ok... As a mage, Erica-san should be beyond first rate—wait a minute, magic?" Yuri nodded as she renewed her spirit. And then she felt confused. "So as mentioned, Kusanagi-san and Erica-san were using that... u-using mouths, umm, to transmit knowledge, right? Up to now, you have done it many many times, right?" "Eh, ummm, uh, at times of great need, yes, a few times..." What is going on, what is this sense of danger? Godou somehow felt an omen of great danger, and subconsciously tried to retreat. However, his body could not move. He still could not muster any strength—if this continued it might be very dangerous. "Why do you not do the same this time?" Yuri's cold expression probably wasn't due to the rain, right? Like the face of a yasha[16], no doubt about it, a refreshingly cool but cheerless smile had appeared. "No, no way. Please don't! I definitely don't want to do that!" "Are you lying? If you do lie, I will despise you." "Please don't despise me! I am not lying! I swear to god it's the truth!" "...Is that so? Normally I would automatically assume Kusanagi-san was a hopeless person who could lie with a straight face, but today I will believe your words." "Ah, ah ah. Thanks..." Yuri's beautiful face returned to its usual gentleness. Seeing that, Godou felt relief from the bottom of his heart—for some reason, he felt like he was saved! Crash! At that moment, the sound of thunder rumbled noisily. Crash! Crash! The thunder continued. It felt like it was near, and the sound was very loud. The winds were also blowing stronger and stronger. The trees planted in front of the public recreation facility were shaking violently from the wind, and the windows of the building rattled constantly. Up to now, the roof above Godou and Yuri had not let in any wind or rain. However, raindrops were suddenly blown in by the strong winds. There was a rubbish-like object twisting in the sky. Godou and Yuri gave out a cry of surprise. Riding upon the storm in the air of the night was the flying roof of some temporary shack from somewhere. Looking carefully, there were also objects like signs and pieces of wood being blown about by the powerful winds. "Ah, the wind has gotten stronger?" "It's probably summoned by that old Voban. That old gramps, does he want Tokyo to be buried by an out of season typhoon?" Unlike before, all the rivers now had well-designed anti-flooding engineering. There was virtually no chance of flooding from the Tokyo rivers of the Arakawa, the Edogawa, and the Nakagawa. Still, in a storm like this, it doesn't make it any less dangerous. It was very easy to imagine that many victims will appear, and there will be a huge disaster. "We must meet with Erica as quickly as possible. It will be problematic if we don't stop that old gramps soon." "However, where is she now? Hopefully she is safe..." Yuri spoke softly, worried. This was also what Godou was worrying about, but he could not bring himself to say anything comforting. —Can this go on any longer? Anxiety was slowly eroding their hearts, and the two of them began a long stretch of silence. After about five minutes, Yuri suddenly spoke. "Kusanagi-san... I have something I must tell you." "W-What?" Yuri had a determined expression—it looked extremely cute. Blushing from embarrassment, it was the cutest expression she had ever shown. Godou felt the loud sound of his own heartbeat. "Actually, I can also use the magic of [Revelation]... The magic to transmit to others what I know from my spirit sense." "Eh!? Ma-mariya, why didn't you say so earlier? This should have been the final solution!" Slowly, Yuri shifted towards Godou's body. She avoided making eye contact with Godou. Despite that, her embarrassment even made her neck red, while she slowly moved towards him. Her hair draped across Godou's face. His nose invaded by the sweet fragrance, Godou really wanted to flee immediately. However, he couldn't. The body still could not move. A hopeless situation. "If it is not mouth, mouth to mouth, then it does not work on Kusanagi-san—right?" "That's right, but why? Umm, Mariya? You don't have to go so far!" "Same here. If possible, I do not want to do this either... But it would be very serious if this was not done... If Erica-san cannot be found then I must be prepared to do this... Do not let your thoughts wander to some place strange. Let me clarify beforehand that I am not doing this because I admire Kusanagi-san. It is not like that, absolutely not. As a miko, if there is a necessity and no other choice, only then will this be done...!" Yuri finally looked at Godou straight. Moist eyes. Her body trembled, unable to contain the sense of shame and her own daring behavior. Slowly approaching were the accommodating lips. Unlike the bold and unrestrained Erica, it carried unfamiliarity and embarrassment, a stiff kiss. —Phoebus.[17] As if by chance, this word appeared in Godou's mind. Spell words. From Yuri's lips came spell words. However, this level was not enough. Understanding a god's wisdom, mysterious knowledge, the god's name and its nature—all were not enough. "K-Kusanagi-san. Please, for my sake—Open your heart to me... The hearts must become one. If our hearts do not come together, you and I, then there is no point. I too—I too will try my best!" Yuri pressed her weight down and took initiative from above. Holding Godou's face between her hands, she pressed her lips down forcefully. The clumsy but powerful movement seemed to express her determination. —However, this was only an instant. Very soon, Yuri lost strength. She quietly opened her mouth and gently covered Godou's lips. "Please feel my... please feel the figure of the god from within my heart, the form and the nature of the god I see... Let everything I see—completely transmit to you." A warm body and soft lips. As she showed a face that almost seemed to cry from embarrassment, her body trembled from nervousness, but Yuri had no intention of stopping. Ten seconds, twenty seconds. As time passed, there were no signs of her lips letting go. Feeling suffocated, Godou tried to seek air and loosened his lips slightly. In that instant, Yuri used an even more intense motion to press her lips back upon Godou's lips which had quietly separated. Like the tightly fitted shell of a clam. An even deeper kiss than before. The two of them exchanged saliva, entangling with each other, melting together. Even at this level, there was a certain indescribable sense of satisfaction and unity of body. Each other's existence felt closer than anything or anyone else, and had a warm feeling. An intense feeling of faintness attacked Godou. Perhaps Yuri was in the same state. While their lips pressed together, they stared with passionate eyes at each other—in that very instant. Finally it came. A strong impression flowed strongly into Godou's mind. —Small beasts restless in the dark, these were rats. —Rats, wolves, bears, deer and wild boars. Besides these, there were all sorts of wild beasts. The queen of the beasts. Ruling upon the forest, the mother earth goddess that ruled over darkness. —From the mother goddess was born a rat which became a wolf, and finally took the form of a youth. —He was handsome as bright light. However, he was still someone born from darkness. His true nature was darkness and solitude. He was the sun born from darkness. The god who brought light and disaster. —He was called Phoebus. In other words, light. The name of the handsome god who could summon rats and wolves. "I know, Mariya... I now fully understand the true form of the [Wolf]." "Kusanagi-san..." Quietly leaving Yuri's lips, Godou immediately said. Spell words were flowing rapidly within his body, and he could clearly feel the power inhabiting his right hand. Godou's body was host to Verethragna's [Warrior], and this proved that the form of the golden sword had been shaped. However, this was still not enough! More weapons were needed to fight the old man.
"Yes. Kusanagi-san—Godou-san, please accept everything I see!" Who knew if winning were possible? However, believing that he has gained a powerful weapon, Godou was now full of fighting spirit. Embracing Godou tightly, Yuri continued to press her lips upon his. The god of death and fertility with green skin—the image of the consort of the mother earth goddess was being transmitted. At the same time, Yuri's tongue slowly probed deeper, licking against Godou's lips. Perhaps it was instinctual, however, it wantonly moved throughout Godou's mouth full of temptation. Feeling her seductive motions, Godou immediately let his own tongue move and tangled together with Yuri's tongue. Ever deeper, ever more intense. Linking hearts together—! These feelings were carried by the flow. At this time, Yuri's body suddenly shook violently and became stiff. Suddenly opening her eyes wide, completely shocked. This was not enough. Give me greater power, give me more impressions! Feeling those thoughts, Godou also looked at her at the same time. This went on for tens of seconds. Finally Yuri lowered her eyes shyly, and relaxed her body. Then she accepted deeply Godou's lips and tongue. Yuri gently used her lips to accommodate the roughly invading tongue, encircling it. The tongue wriggling back and forth within the mouth, sometimes licked softly again and again, while at other times rubbed against the other tongue in a serious manner. Shyly sucking at Godou's saliva, mixing saliva with her own. "Whether the [Wolf] god or Osiris, both are deities with the same characteristics. Also, the goddess of the earth and the god of greenery—in the earliest days, he and the goddess had a most unusual relationship." Leaving Godou's lips once in a while to take a break, Yuri spoke rapidly. Other than that, she kept her lips overlapping with Godou's, making their hearts one, and single-mindedly transmitted her heart. "He was once the child of the goddess—the young child born of the mother earth goddess. A lower god with the form of a child. Starting from this he became her husband, became lovers, became siblings. Thus he has intimate relations with the earth. Hence, the [Wolf] god is the earth—meaning a god whose body was born in darkness, but possessing attributes of light... Do you understand, Godou-san?" "Ah ah, understood. If that's the case, I now have the power to battle against that old gramps...!" Battle power can summon the will to fight, this was a Campione's characteristic. Having recovered at some point from the aftereffects of using Verethragna's [Raptor], Godou slowly got up. As if having found a source of fire, his body was full of power. Part 3 Once the task ended, Yuri frantically separated from Godou's body. Hurriedly, she adjusted the front of her white robe. Though not as voluptuous as Erica, her size was just right, and the cleavage between the excellently shaped breasts was visible. She turned her back to Godou, and was sitting down for some reason. Her head lowered, shoulders trembling. Probably because she couldn't accept the shameful conduct she was just engaged in. Godou also felt the same, and could understand her feelings. —The atmosphere was very bad. Godou also sat with his legs crossed, watching Yuri's back. The atmosphere was seriously bad. What should be said? Come on, put some determination and gather your courage to say something. "Hey, Mariya..." "P-Please do not mind me! Just now was simply something I did thoughtlessly! Just pretend you got bitten by a wild dog and forget about it!" In her increasing confusion, words flew out of Yuri's mouth. "Even if you say so, I can't do that even if I wanted to..." "B-But, if you do not do that, Godou-san, I-I cannot look you in the eye anymore! To have done something so shameless, it really feels embarrassing..." They continued the conversation with their faces red while avoiding looking at each other. If he blamed the problem on her, then he was seriously not a man. "N-No, you only did this so that I can fight the old gramps. It's not your fault, Mariya. Since I am the one who decided to fight, I should be the one who is responsible instead..." "Nothing of that sort. Really, please pay this matter no heed!" "Hmm, hmmhmm... Umm, then let's treat that time as our joint responsibility. It was something we both did together, so that would be more reasonable. How should I say it... I also lost myself in the middle of it... Also there was some feeling like 'please, I am in your care from here on' halfway through..." "T-That also sounds about right, perhaps it really was like that..." Sleeping in Godou's mind right now, were two different spell words of the sword. This was obtained from Yuri, but the second one—the spell words for defeating Osiris the god of the underworld were obtained by Godou himself. Without this, Voban could not be defeated. Godou had a premonition. Himself aside, but when faced with battle situations, he would stop considering the surrounding things that mystified him. Reflect carefully. Godou reminded himself once again. "And so, I should also apologize. Please accept my apologies..." "N-No problem. That time was, let us just treat it as us acting rashly..." Finally handled, Yuri turned her face over. Her face was still very red, but at least it wasn't confused. "Sorry for feeling confused so suddenly. From now on I will plan things through more thoroughly before I act, and will carefully reflect upon my actions. Forgive my incompetence, but please take good care of me from now on." "Ah, yes. It's me who should..." As Yuri sat, she bowed deeply with her head almost touching the ground. What was she doing, what was this greeting? The mood was like the words said before getting married, and Godou felt a sense of dissonance. Nodding to these scripted lines would be a real problem. "P-Please forget that just now! Looks like I have not yet calmed down. Having said some strange words, I express my apologies once again!" Even noticing it herself, Yuri's voice was clearly on the rise. What broke the problematic atmosphere was Godou's cellphone. This was a normal cellphone without any waterproof features, but surprisingly it lived through unscathed and didn't lose to this storm. "Ooh, hey! Hello!" As the phone rang, Godou quickly took out his cellphone. '—It's me. Are you okay over there? You're with Yuri, right?' "Ah, yes. I got out after all. Erica, you sound fine, right?" A completely familiar voice. The beautiful girl who possessed golden glamor simultaneously with lightness like the blowing wind. Erica Blandelli's image appeared in Godou's mind. Somehow he felt a sense of tension. ...As if sharp knives were arranged against his back, there was a strange sense of terror. 'A lot also happened on this side, but everything is safe and sound for now. As for that Marquis... That important one, sure loves to play.' "Play?" 'Correct. Have you noticed it? The storm has become stronger, but it is definitely on purpose. Actually, we have already found that person, observing from afar. Keeping his [Wolves] on leash, as if preparing to hunt down you guys. Next is this storm. He could very well want a show.' "...What poor taste." 'Really? I think a night attacked by a storm could be quite exciting. Anyway, let's meet at some place first. I think I've figured out Voban's abilities pretty much, but we need to think of counters. I think I can do something against the [Dead Servants]. So try thinking of a way to deal with the [Wolf] authority—' "Ah... Actually, I think I'm fine with that one already." 'Eh, Godou? How?' "Well, how should I put it, lots of things happened on this side too, yes." '...Hmph, lots and lots of things eh. Though I think I can imagine, but may I interview you afterwards?' It was not an ordinary question but an interrogation. Feeling despair in this sentence, Godou tried to change the subject. "So that's the situation, just call me from over there. I will fly immediately." 'Got it—Godou's report makes me happy. Let me bully you well afterwards.' Leaving those ominous words, Erica hung up. Feeling the kind of heavy atmosphere as if having lit the fuse of dynamite, Godou put away his phone. "Was it Erica-san calling?" "Ah yes, she is fine on her side, and also seems to be watching the old man. I will be going over, so it will be best if Mariya could find a place to hide please." Godou made such a suggestion. He didn't want Yuri, who lacked the power to defend herself, to get in danger. However, the beautiful Hime-Miko shook her head and refused determinedly. "No, I must go too... Godou-san, in the battle just now, it is likely that the Marquis held back his offensive power. If he was serious, blowing you away along with the streets should not be impossible. However he did not do that, so I think it was because I am by your side." So, if Yuri was there then Voban could not make full use of his authorities. Pondering the likelihood of Yuri's suggestion, Godou fell into silence. To be honest, Godou had also discovered that possibility. However, he could not involve her for this kind of reason. "No problem. Compared to hiding and waiting for danger to pass and not doing anything, I would rather do something for you all... Also, have you forgotten?" Yuri who raised a question, had exceedingly gentle eyes. "If you lose to the Marquis, I will be caught. So, I simply wish to slightly improve Godou-san's chances of victory. This has an element of selfishness to it, so please do not be concerned about me." Making a contrived suggestion that it was for her own interest, to relieve stress for the other person. Feeling what Yuri worried about, Godou deeply sighed. Compared to that old man, he was much weaker. In order to obtain victory, he really needed to exhaust all possible advantages available. And above all, the most important was the joint efforts between companions. Kusanagi Godou was different from Sasha Dejanstahl Voban or Salvatore Doni. Someone who cannot fight alone, a weak [King]. This has been the case up to now. If it weren't for Erica or Yuri, as well as a good number of additional friends and companions, Godou would not have become a Campione, and definitely would not have obtained victory again and again. —One day, if only he could reach the point where he wouldn't need to borrow another's power, but before that— Godou made his decision. It was not yet the time, so please lend me your strength. In return, whenever there was someone who truly needed his own power—he will offer his power without hesitation. This was the so-called principle of equivalent exchange. "I'm sorry, I said something naive. Then could you accompany me for a while?" "Of course. We are born of one fate—let us do our best together." Yuri's lips showed a peaceful smile. Godou would sometimes take notice of her, that mild gentle smile which was unsurpassed by any other girl. However, that smile suddenly vanished. "—O King. Should you ever forget these feelings, there will be new powers held by that hand. When you guide the flock of lost sheep, the horned guiding beast will perform the sacrificial rite upon your head." With a solemn and hollow gaze, Yuri spoke. Was this a warning, or constitutional advice—no, an oracle? "Agile and clever goat, once compared to the great god of the sky worshiped by the people of the horse. Guide the lost sheep, wise elder. Please keep this in your heart." "..." "—What? What did I just say?" "...Nothing much, you didn't say anything important." It was likely the miko's spirit sense which caused her to speak just now. Godou was amazed at the infinite depths that Yuri's potential seemed to possess. However, what was the guiding beast? Sheep, or was it talking about goats? Just as Godou was starting to ponder. —Kusanagi Godou! Your knight calls for you. Please descend once again, and fulfill your obligations as king! From somewhere riding upon the wind came a girl's voice. It was the sound of Erica calling. Looks like it was finally time to decide the battle against Voban. As the companion who risked her life chanted that name, Godou received the power of flight from Verethragna's [Wind]. "Let's go. Let's give that old gramps some pain!" "Very well, Godou-san! No matter where you go I will accompany you!" Yuri tightly gripped Godou's outstretched hand. One fate. With this determination, the two of them rode the turbulent wind and flew towards the sky.
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