Arad's Sword

Chapter 1 If Life Is Just Like First Seen

Death is small and fleeting.

However, death is extremely long.

Long enough to look back on an entire lifetime of mistakes, sorrows, pains, and regrets.

The sky was stained with thin ink, with the unique silence before dawn, Midi Athlex, wearing a broken armor and a long sword that had been broken, sat on the corpse as high as a mountain, quietly Waiting for the dawn of a new day.

The landing battle, which lasted for three days and three nights, was over. The enemy was surrounded by his ingenious tactical planning, and the losses reached tens of thousands, including three mobile fortresses that were more powerful than giant dragons. Not even ten thousand.Not only that, but the gate to the heaven finally became unimpeded after this battle.

It can be regarded as a brilliant victory, right?

However, for Midi, who won this victory with her own hands, this is just a daily scene.

And I'm afraid it's the last scene.

The smell of rust rising from the depths of his tongue, and the emptiness of being completely drained of life force made him understand that he was about to die.

There was no fear, no resistance, and no regrets. Midi closed her eyes slightly, and waited for the arrival of death extremely calmly.

But gradually, his thoughts became confused again.

In the past, he used to be a high-ranking aristocratic family, but unfortunately because of the changes brought about by the Great Transfer and the invasion of the enemy country, the family was destroyed, and he could only start exile alone.He used to have a reliable team, but after head-to-head battles, they eventually fell apart.

Because of his weakness, he had to watch his family be destroyed, and because of his arrogance, he missed the victory. He also encountered various disasters and various degrees of betrayal. Pain was the price to finally get to where I am today.

However, after today, he also had to stop and sleep here.

Finally, in Midi's mind, the two most important women in his life appeared.

The "Magic Bullet Queen" Fina, who has bright red hair and is as heroic as a Valkyrie on the battlefield, is alone, resisting the siege of the army for Midi, and still maintains a confident smile even at the last moment.

The black-haired, always icy "Witch of the Mist" Alice, spared her life for Midi to take a blow from the terrible assassin, and also passed on all her magic power and knowledge to herself.

But Midi couldn't protect them, not even herself, and finally fell to this point.

In the end, is it still not strong enough?
Midi let out a deep sigh, death was close at hand, he felt that he could even feel the icy cold air emanating from Death's scythe.

"If I could go back to 20 years ago and start over..."

Sighing one last time, Midi could no longer support herself and closed her eyes.

Then, die.

In the year 1004 of the Arad calendar, the last member of the Iron Triangle of the once-famous Falcon Group, Devil May Cry with the title of "Sword of Death", Midi Asrex, fell silently on the battlefield of the heavens.

But at the moment his heart stopped beating, the ghost and god residing in his left hand suddenly burst out with brilliant light as if roaring unwillingly.

In an instant, the entire heaven trembled.

Midi walked alone, alone in the dark.The pale light source outlines the strange-shaped shadows under his feet, the howling wind from all directions fills the whole space, and the street scene beside him is an impenetrable gray color, which sometimes repeats itself continuously, but changes beyond recognition in a blink of an eye.

Then, waves suddenly surged in this lonely world, and Midi was like a piece of sawdust in a maelstrom. An incomparably vast cemetery.

The next moment, the black curtain was shattered into millions of pieces, and Midi opened his eyes.

Accompanied by the sound of pattering rain and the cool breath of early winter, a hall full of Victorian style unfolded in front of Midi.

In the center of the hall is a long heavy oak table, with well-crafted weapons adorning the walls on both sides, and above the high-backed chair at the end, the coat of arms of the Kingdom of Belmar is quietly hanging there, with a An inviolable air of majesty.

Are there countries in hell?Midi thought about it funny and meaninglessly, but felt that the scene in front of her seemed familiar, with a very strong sense of familiarity, but she couldn't remember it for a while.

He raised his head subconsciously and looked out the window.

There, thousands of silver-like rain lines connected the sky and the earth together, hitting the roofs row upon row, and covering the entire city with a hazy mist.On the street, teenagers and girls in uniform walked forward with umbrellas, laughing and laughing from time to time, and in the distance, a towering clock tower stood upright with its ancient and majestic body, overlooking all living beings.

Such scenes made the memory sealed in the deepest part of Midi's heart begin to stir.

The next moment, the loud and deep bells from the bell tower suddenly hit his eardrums, like a huge battering ram, smashing the last line of defense with one blow.

This too familiar voice made Midi finally remember—isn't this the Hutton Mar?
Isn't the place where I am located is Bel Mare Royal Academy of Magic?
20 years ago, I was trained as a swordsman here, but before I graduated, a large-scale mutation and the fire in Grand Forest occurred, followed by the invasion from the Delos Empire.Even if Midi wanted to forget these few important events, she would never forget them.

And now, the streets are peaceful and serene, apparently nothing has happened yet.

How could I go back to 20 years ago?

Is this a hallucination before death, or a maze of hell?
However, there is not much time left for Midi to think.Amidst the settled air and the pattering rain, there was a sound of powerful footsteps pointing directly at the room he was in.

One footstep is steady and slow, while the other footstep is very light, even giving Midi the illusion of splashing the melody of the music.When Midi turned around, the door of the room just opened.

"Sorry, classmate Midi, I kept you waiting." The first thing that caught my eye was a middle-aged man with an awkward smile.

Midi tried to recall this person's name from his childhood memories, but the next moment, he immediately forgot about it.

From behind the middle-aged man, accompanied by the sound of strong and crisp footsteps, a young girl flashed out.

Tall figure, slender legs, unbelievably beautiful features, and... the bright red hair that is as eye-catching as the red maple in autumn in Belle Mare.

"Fina?" Midi took a breath in a daze, and subconsciously whispered the name engraved in the deepest part of her heart, which she would never forget.

The sound of the rain outside the window disappeared, the voice of the middle-aged man disappeared, and Midi couldn't even hear her own heartbeat and breathing at this moment.At this moment, he, who has always been a realist, suddenly discovered that people can really forget the passage of time.

Consciousness, weightlessness.

However, the red-haired girl whose name was directly called out instead of her surname closed her lips tightly at this moment, showing a displeased expression.Sensing the scorching gaze of the other party on her body, she couldn't help but lower her face.

"As you all know, next week will be the academy's annual trial." Sensing the strange atmosphere in the room, the middle-aged man coughed a few times and stepped in trying to smooth things over.

"Students must form a team of four and go to the designated area to clean up and eliminate the mutated monsters. It just so happens that there are only three students on Fina's side, and there is still one member missing. And Midi asked for leave some time ago And I have placed an order, so I think this should be a good opportunity. And considering the profession, one is a swordsman and the other is a magician, and the match is also very reasonable. I believe that you will become good friends..."

"Forget the polite words, I will test his strength myself." The girl interrupted the middle-aged man's words very rudely, with an undisguised anger between her frowns, "Although It’s forced, but I won’t embarrass him. But if it doesn’t meet the general standard, I’d rather have a three-person team for the trial, isn’t that fair, Dean Linde?”

Facing this kind of question that was so forceful that it didn't seem to come from a student at all, Dean Linde couldn't fight back at all. He could only nod his head, and found a random reason, leaving the two of them as if he was fleeing. Room.

For Dean Linde, who is not the real administrator of the academy, but just a little viscount, this is already his limit.However, out of good intentions, he still couldn't help but want to give a piece of advice to this noble boy who still didn't understand the situation—don't provoke the "Queen of Storms" Fina Hamilton who was about to get angry.

Before closing the door, the dean finally gave Midi a look of sympathy and apology.

However, Midi didn't see the advice from the other party at all.

Even if you see it, you won't care.

Trying to suppress the urge to rush forward to embrace the red-haired girl, Midi took a deep breath, and then stretched out her hand: "Hello, I'm Midi Asrex, this is our first meeting, Nice to meet you."

On a soothing and calm winter morning, under the leaden sky, accompanied by the sound of the pattering rain, the two met again.

(End of this chapter)