Foreigner's Mistake

Book 7: Chapter 135: Magic Sword ~ 43

Isolde also stepped toward Satoru, who had drawn his hand-pulled sword with a big smile, with a waving spirit. (?)

AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

The Holy Sword Clan's fighting style is extremely simple.

They efficiently fill their bodies with magic power and accelerate all their movements by raising their physical capabilities to the utmost limit.

Of course, it eats up an enormous amount of magic power. The average person can use this technique only a few times. However, if you are the master of the Holy Sword, you do not have to think about the reduction of magic power. The Holy Sword eats magic power and returns it to the user.

In other words, as long as you continue to fight, you can continue to absorb the magic power of your enemies and they will continue to weaken.

In fact, in the battles that have been fought so far, Satoru has occasionally been hit by attacks with the Holy Sword, each time sucking up a huge amount of magic power, but the bottom of Satoru's magic power has not been seen at all.

!! Kuhh! Haaaah!

The sound of sword fights intensified. Without a moment to catch his breath, Satoru continuously swings, thrust, cleave and parry the Holy Sword at a tremendous speed.

Isolde is now on the offensive. Satoru does not pass up the slash but just keeps hitting back.

It is a poor technique. However, perhaps because he is aware that it is poor, he does not forcefully accept the blow or let it go. He just keeps hitting back and returns with a big sword.

Nuhh...... Kukk! *Gasp*!

The moment she takes a breath, Isolde's movement stops slightly. Satoru attacked this time in the form of exploiting that slight gap. Isolde continues to desperately deal with the attack. Considering Satoru's physical strength, each blow is not that heavy, but each blow is still fast. In fact, the intensity of his attacks gradually increased.

Even after inflicting a small wound, Satoru does not weaken at all. Although endurance fighting is what Isolde would normally have wanted, she is unable to reach the target even if she strikes with her ability, which would have reached its limit long ago if not for the recovery of magic power by the Holy Sword.

(I-It's no good. ...... still can't reach him.)

Even if she strikes at a speed that a normal person would not be able to cope with, Satoru would respond at a much faster speed.

She had given up on her physical strength from the beginning. Satoru had the advantage in speed to support his skill. Isolde was trying her best by applying magic power to the muscles in her arms, which were screaming, but Satoru was having none of it.

I wonder how long I have to endure before I reach the bottom of Satoru's magic power. At this rate...

(I will loselose?)

Isolde was deeply frightened when she came across this possibility once again.

The Holy Sword is the only weapon left to the human race. It is the only means of resisting the demons who are superior in magic power. If she was to be lost, there would be no means of countering the demons when they once again roamed the land.

If the Demon King who was destroyed in the distant past were to resurrect. If this man were to become the Demon King. The human race will be on the road to destruction.

It is unforgivable. It is very unforgivable.

I, cannot be defeated here!!

A dull metallic sound echoed. The movement that had been so intense came to a halt, and Satoru and Isolde glared at each other in a fierce battle.

It was only for a short time.

Isolde was aware of this fact more than anyone else. Satoru is not even breathing heavily even after all this attack and defense. He was also able to spare some of his magic power. Now that the circle has disappeared, Isolde is not quite as calm and composed as before, but the difference in overwhelming power is clear.

On the other hand, Isolde's body and mind are already on the verge of collapse.

But...

Gughh.......but as the one who has been entrusted with this sword betting on the pride of the Holy Sword Clan, I cannot be defeated so easily!!

The clan that has been defeating the demon race for thousands of years, the clan that has been protecting society on the other side of the world, cannot be defeated here.

It was only this determination that made Isolde confront Satoru.

A woman of sharp beauty roars with a tragic air. The sight was caustic.

Satoru took a long, deep breath.

For you, that sword is your hope and your fate, isn't it? All right

The moment he thrust the Giant Killer into the earth with a thud.

Isolde was completely unable to react. Satoru stood in front of her, shook off Isolde's hand, and grabbed the Holy Sword.

Even in the hands of the enemy, magic power flows into the body that has dodged the contract, not into the body that is holding it. Satoru's enormous amount of magic power flowed into Isolde's body, making her body hot.

Satoru took one look at the Holy Sword in his hand and said,

Then I'm gonna smash this sword.

Wha

This sword sucks magic power, doesn't it?If this sword can absorb all my magic power, you win. If it breaks, I win.

He smirked at Isolde with a grin. The smile was so manly that Isolde was momentarily taken aback by this rugged man.

Satoru takes a deep breath. He then directed all his power into the Holy Sword in his hand and struck it down.

My magic power, if you can suck it, suck it!!

Instantly.

An aura bursts out around Satoru. It was a torrent of pure magic power that is too far out of the ordinary. It was an overwhelming power that no one in this world had ever seen before.

A high-pitched sound echoed throughout the area.

Ah......Aahhh.........

Isolde slumped to the ground.

Standing before the head of the Holy Sword Clan, who sat powerless on the ground, the hulking man tossed the remnants of the Holy Sword, its blade disintegrating to nothing but the hilt, to the woman who had been its contractor.

Thus, the Holy Sword was destroyed before the violent power of the otherworldly people.