Chapter 191: The Fallen (3)

Ah, Adre was it? Do not think foolish things like aiming for an opening. You might misjudge the power and crush at once. If even so fine do as you like."

"...!"

"Aa, separately fine even fleeing, growth Vigilante. If there is your place who abandoned Sacred and fled alone on Earth or Calmate."

Adre, Gahel is leaking a groan of suffering. Currently Adre cannot save Knight. Then can he retreat holding Leas in the infirmary? No, Alter has lightning-swift acceleration. Ends with range closed. The only means to survive is fleeing alone. Alter does not know Saber is not in a state able to fight. Not able to completely discard the possibility of cutting in at high speed. Precisely because of that if fleeing abandoning everyone Adre is saved. Because fearing exposing an opening to Saber he does not split consciousness to fleeing Adre. But as a result Vigilante Adre Scale loses credit. The title of Vigilante vanishes, becomes a monster who abandoned everything and fled. Pulling feet. Knight, herself who is the older sister, the younger brother’s feet. (Gahel noticed far earlier than me. The princess is in Alter’s hands.)

If at that instant she had properly listened to the younger brother’s warning. If not riding Alter’s provocation she would not have become this kind of state. She should have been able to prevent even Sacred Princess’s maximum firepower. If not buffed by Knight’s flames. Induced, ’if this way Knight scatters flames’. Seen through, ’Sacred Knight’s vessel is that degree’. The result is now. Strength unrelated. ’Because a woman deep in affection toward comrades and family, if insulting that can control action.’

At the point thought so Knight had lost. Actually because it was so. In fact she cherishes family things, holds the same feeling toward comrades too. Precisely because of that she thinks wants everyone saved, wants to help so can become happy. There were times done in by Alter or the Black Knight, but she had thought only that she is doing well. But that feeling itself, the depth of affection is Knight’s weakness. "Hey, Knight? Even I have been enduring? Hey, ’this is not correct’ I understand, I understand, there is no way not understanding, natural. But impossible, aching, aching aching aching aching! This kind of hopeless shameless is Sacred, only me...! Ufu, fufu, ah. This appearance, why did I misunderstand I am light that can guide everyone..."

And now being thrust the reality ’in the first place not even doing well’. Sacred Princess is shouting. Meaning does not understand, but a earnest shout. Does not know, does not know, did not notice. From a year ago until today because full with her own things, because thinking must somehow keep up the surface. No, wrong. Full from that day was everyone the same. Anyone was hard, not that only herself was hard. Even though she should have understood that only keeping herself up. Knight who did not step into comrades’ hearts is bad. Already even if noticing late. (Ah, why, I, nothing...)

The head, more than that the heart is creaking mishi-mishi. Painful to a degree seeming about to shatter, painful, painful. She ends up thinking better the likes of herself shatter and vanish. Why can she achieve nothing. Work hard, do well, for comrades, for everyone, for someone. She had been thinking so. As a result the future she grasped is the worst one word. Leas would surely worry. At that time if she had properly sortied Knight, Grace would not have died. Regret, regret, regret regret regret, and choose the path of making the heart more stubborn than until now and killing emotion. ’No more making that kind of mistake’. Thus Livy is also killed by Alter. There are various places she thinks. But seeing that figure of seeing light, believing hope and trying to face forward she had been cheering from the heart. And at the end of that he, the boy one year younger, what would he think. A him who jumps into Sacred’s flames when the hero he believes is in a pinch. He would regret, lament, shed tears why can he do nothing. But already nothing can be done. Even trying to rouse still. At the princess’s shout the heart has withered. Why could she notice nothing, why could she not talk more before, why can she not do better, why, why, why. That kind of heart uproots the energy to stand. Even though thinking wanting to protect precious things everything spilled from the palm. Already means to overturn. "...No! This kind of ending I absolutely do not recognize...!"

Everyone recognized that intruder’s action, some doubted, some clouded the face with grief. Because that was only a human. Though gripping a single-edged curved sword rare in modern Japan, so what talk. Even swinging that with Earth’s human’s arm strength cannot put even one wound on a Magician Diabolic or Sacred. Therefore his action is meaningless. Those in this place judged so. Even Knight and Livy who think him favorably. "U. why."

Why that kind of imitation. He should have understood cannot win, of no use at all. Precisely because of that he was worrying, suffering. Yes, however he struggles he can achieve nothing. Compared to Sacred and Magician Diabolic he who is Earth’s man is literally different rank. Because there is a gap that cannot be overturned by effort or training Sacred has been fighting to protect. (Ah, truly, I, everything, all, from the palm.)

The heart making mishi-mishi sound is about to break completely. Yes, everyone judged his action futile. Except only one, Alter Native. Making the lightning artificial eye shine Alter seeing him. No, seeing the sword he grips shouts. "...Princess, shoot down!"

"Eh? Ufu, fufufu... if an order."

The holy sword shines. While trampling Knight she mowed the light holy sword. The trajectory of the slash flies. The shining slash becomes a light blade and closes on the intruder. That ends. Not power Earth’s human however struggles can receive, and on top that was ’an attack released with light action’. Even if trying to avoid this attack with some miracle can cut with second, third light blades. Princess judged so. "...Lend power, demonic sword!"

The curved sword collides with the light blade. That ends. Even if that sword was a famous sword of a degree able to receive Sacred’s attack the user’s body does not hold. Like Knight who could not receive the princess’s full power just now and was blown away. No, becoming a more miserable meat lump. "Eh?"

Whose confusion was that. The light blade slammed on the blade ’burned and collapsed’. The combusted light blade is scattered around. Light turned to ash falls boto-boto to the ground. (What is that?)

Light is not a thing that burns. No need to explain, natural logic. And yet he, that sword burned to ashes. The princess’s light. Especially powerful anti-evil light even among Sacred. "...Fufu, ufufufu...! Then however many times...!"

"...I do not know what you are."

Princess swung the holy sword messily and in multiple layers.