Love Letter From The Future

1. The First Letter (68)

The new models of the two girls rushed. The opponent was a huge wolf with a height of only 3m. The witch beast with pitch-black fur was staring at its prey with its eyes dyed in a deep blue light.

A gurgling sound came from scratching the wolf’s neck. Seria was the first to run into it.

The deep blue aura drew several trajectories at once. Bottom left to top right, bottom right to top left, and top to bottom.

The deep blue aura that passed through the air in an instant could not tell whether it was false or real. It could be said that the swordsmanship that unfolds like a mirage is the root of the Yurdina family.

It was the ‘Golden Sword’ that I had heard only through rumors.

The name came from the meaning of multiple trajectories drawn at the same time, like a lion’s claw, but it was a swordsmanship that was rarely used to avoid giving as much information as possible to distinguish real grass from dead grass.

And the fact that Seria brought out the family’s arcane swordsmanship was a proof that the situation was rapidly changing.

It was a technique he was reluctant to use even when he passed the crisis of death. It was not a skill that could be used without hesitation in the first workshop like now. Even so, she was wearing a golden sword.

Now he has come to the conclusion that there may be no next time. The opponent was a monster that moved ignoring even the laws of physics, and it was just revealed that even senior Elsie’s lightning magic, which was the only hope, was useless.

The word ‘defeat’ had to come to mind unconsciously. As if to represent that determination, Seria gritted her teeth. It was then that the witch opened her mouth.

It was unexpected. A knife is flying in front of your eyes, but you open your mouth? If that’s the case, there’s no choice but to aim for that weak inside.

Seria instinctively changed the trajectory of the sword. However, the next moment, a muffled howl erupted from the beast’s mouth.

With a cry of aww, the demon’s horns, which had been emitting a deep blue light, shone. It was right after that.

Lightning swept around randomly. A series of thumping explosions erupted each time the pale beams of light struck the ground.

Embarrassed, Seria immediately retrieved her sword and leaped backwards. However, the storm of the Highness was extensive.

An electric current flowed through Seria’s body as she rode the sword. And when current flows through the human body, it was accompanied by rapid muscle contraction. Seria’s legs couldn’t stand it and fell to her knees.

Seria’s puzzled eyes turned to the magic beast. It seemed that he was also dealing with Her Highness.

I didn’t know if it was a magical effect. Rather, judging from the fact that it had lightning resistance, it was highly likely that it was an ability originally possessed.

Of course, it wasn’t good news either way.

I couldn’t approach it hastily in order to be wary of that lightning storm. No matter how much Seria’s golden sword drew a mysterious trajectory, it was meaningless if it was impossible to approach in the first place.

Fortunately, after the storm passed, the witch’s bright blue eyes turned black again.

In order to unleash a large-scale firepower, it was necessary to gather the corresponding mana. It was not a skill that could be used randomly.

And when that mana is recharged, the light returns to the eyes again.

Before he could do a proper analysis, the wolf immediately kicked the ground. Another blow to the body, Seria, paralyzed by the current, was an unavoidable blow. Embarrassment passed in her eyes.

And a bang, a crashing sound.

“Kyaagh!”

It was Celine, not Seria, that ricocheted through the air. She put a brake on the charge of the wolf demon with her unique swordsmanship. Even so, as if she couldn’t neutralize all the power, Celine smashed a tree and rolled on the ground.

It’s that much of a blow without a shield. He would not have died, but he would have been unable to move for a while. I ran and grabbed Seria’s back while the monster that had been hit by Celine’s foot screamed.

Then, he threw Seria backwards. The power of the electric shock must have been quite strong, so Seria only trembled and showed no signs of returning. At most, he was frowning as if in pain, so it was safer to send him to the rear.

The wolf roared. He seemed resentful that he allowed a blow to an insignificant prey again. The Witchbeast’s eyes, which had been glaring at Celine and Seria in turn, turned to me, who was aiming the sword.

I deliberately gave a provocative smile in case I was aiming for those two. Then, twisting the corners of his mouth, he spoke to the predator standing in front of him.

“… … come on, you punk.”

I didn’t know if he understood what I was saying. However, I thought that at least that nuance would have been conveyed.

Because, right after hearing my words, the Witchbeast smiled fiercely again.

Even though he wasn’t even human, he was making an expression that imitated a human. That made it even more horrifying. He hates humans more than anyone else, and imitates humans.

It felt like my hair was standing on end. The beast’s forepaws stretched out again and swung like a whip.

It was about the height of my waist. It is an ambiguous height to jump or sit down. He was a guy who instinctively knew how to make enemies difficult.

My choice in response was to throw myself.

As I pressed myself to the floor, I could smell the earth. And above that, a hook and a sound slicing through the air came. Immediately after that, I pulled my lower body as if I were running and made a crouching posture.

It was obvious what to do next. Leap, a silver aura formed on my sword.

As soon as the sword was swung, the wolf stretched itself out again. His neck was bent at an odd angle and his mouth was wide open. The angle that barely passes my sword.

But what the wolf overlooked was that I was wielding the sword with one hand. My remaining hand groped my waist again.

The wolf’s eyes widened. In that instant, the eyes of the wolf and mine exchanged. I had a triumphant smile on my face.

Since you bullied two of my dearest juniors, you should take a shot.

With a snap, the hatchet cut the wolf’s nose again. It was already the second. The wolf’s body rapidly contracted around its head, and the giant body floated in the air.

Kheheung, the Witchbeast lifted its mouth and let out a scream. It was a creepy sound. And at the same time, a crackling sound was heard.

The electric charge was wrapped around the horns of the demon again. Before the Witchbeast could raise its mouth, I grabbed the hatchet and kicked the ground with all my might when I saw the blue current.

A deep blue light returned to the howling eyes of the demon. Then, a series of explosive noises resounded, and thunderbolts struck the wolf at the center.

Even though I threw myself at the last moment, a bolt of lightning grazed my toe. That alone made me feel numb and my leg muscles were extremely contracted.

“Wow, write… … !”

Trying to hold back the feeling of wanting to curse at me, I forced myself to beat my legs and stand up. There was no way the witch would look at her lying down like this. As I expected, the Witchbeast prepared another head-butt.

Bang. It was something I had already heard several times.

A jet-black shell was fired at the place where I threw myself once again and passed by. After chopping down a few trees in the corner of the clearing, the wolf stopped charging and turned its ferocious gaze at me.

My legs were still numb, but I staggered to my feet. There was no time to rest.

He was a formidable fellow. After allowing me to hit the ax twice, the beast seemed to be more evil. The Demon Beast stuck out its tongue and licked the thick blood flowing down its nose.

The smell of blood was exciting the beast. The growl was louder than before.

I said “Whoa” and calmed down my rough breathing. Then someone approached me.

He didn’t even have to look at his gray hair or face. I asked Seria.

“… … What about Celine?”

“I’m still forcing myself to get up, but… … .”

That stomach-turning pain, I’ve felt it too. It wouldn’t be strange if Celine even vomited on the spot, since it would be the first time she’d experienced pain.

I silently nodded as if I understood. My eyes were still on the wolf.

“Senior, Elsie said the preparations are almost complete.”

It was a pleasant sound to hear. Because I didn’t want to give that wolf time to gather his mana again. I said to Seria.

“Seria, can you stop that wolf just once?”

The wolf was measuring the distance. The wolf’s reaction was always the same. If it gets close, it elongates its body to make an irregular attack, and when it is far away, it aims for a big blow with a torso without even a hint.

If that were the case, he would have tried to control the distance with a body slam again. However, the power of that torso slam was beyond imagination, and it was clear that he would get injured if he received that blow without a shield.

It was a difficult request. I wanted to talk a bit more about my plan, but Seria answered faster than that.

“I will.”

An answer without even a moment’s hesitation. My eyes blankly turned to Seria.

In her dark blue eyes, as always, strong trust remained.

“Because senior Ian doesn’t lie to me. You said you’d let me win, right?”

Did I say that I would let Delphine win?

Maybe it was. The words that we were aiming for the championship itself were no different from saying that we would defeat Delphine.

Don’t you think it’s nonsense, usually.

Even senior Elsie is doing her best, but when I first asked her to come with me, she reacted negatively. That’s why Delphine’s skills were outstanding.

However, Seria’s eyes looking at me now did not show even a speck of doubt. Eyes full of trust.

So I had no choice but to smile slightly.

“… … Yes, I will let you win.”

It was the moment when he said that and turned his gaze back to the wolf.

Pak, I saw a hand pushing my chest. It was Seria’s hand. It was a surprise, but I did not resist when I intuited the reason.

The moment Seria straightened her sword, her vision turned pitch black.

It was a black gale.

I couldn’t even hear the sound of the wind cutting. When he noticed, he was already within close range of Seria. Such a terrifying rush of speed.

Seria blocked that rush with a sword. As if she couldn’t afford to save her magic any longer, her dark blue aura was showing off a darker color than ever before.

Light and shells collide. A rupture occurred in the world, and a shock wave exploded.

The one pushed back was Seria. Her feet slithered through the ground. Perhaps it was because there was no shield to neutralize the impact, Seria vomited blood in the seat she was pushed back. As soon as the sword hit the ground, her knees bent.

Even though it hurt, she was so good. I hung the sword from my waist and used the elasticity of my crouching body to soar in front of the beast.

It was the same composition as last time. As if he would not suffer any more, the Witchbeast held back the pain and opened its mouth wide.

Black eyes that did not leak a single light were directed at me. He seemed to be anticipating my next move. Of course, he seemed to think that I would avoid it.

But my rush didn’t stop. Rather, as if showing off, he held out one arm to the wolf.

Crack, his teeth ripping through flesh and muscle. Blood gushed out like a soft fruit bursting. So, the wolf looked rather perplexed.

As if he didn’t know that he would give up his arm. My remaining hand groped around my waist.

It hurt like crazy. The heat rose up, scorching his nerves as if he had been burned. It was an excruciating pain that made my backbone tingle. His teeth were gritted, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Still, I raised the hatchet. The wolf only then realized that things were going strangely, but he couldn’t get his teeth digging into the hard muscle fibers right away.

It was, after all, only a fleeting moment. And that short time was also the opportunity I needed the most.

Knock, and the hatchet lodges itself in the wolf’s nose again.

It was already the third. The ax was driven deeper than the last time, perhaps because of the excessive amount of strength put into the pain. So good.

Heh heh!

The wolf couldn’t stand it and raised its mouth and let out a scream. Only then did my arm, which had become battered, come loose, and in the gap, I jumped by giving strength to the arm holding the hatchet.

It turned around in the air and stood on top of the monster’s huge head. And I clamped the neck as tightly as possible with my legs. Of course, there was no way that the beast with a neck as thick as a log would be suffocated.

My purpose was only to immobilize my body. That’s why I was able to plug it in efficiently.

The sword was pulled out of its scabbard. It was a pure white thunderbolt.

I held my sword high and drove the blade through the gap between the horn and the leather.

It was an all-out blow. The feel of the sword as it was thrust down testified that the effort was not in vain.

After a moment of silence, the wolf shook its head frantically in excruciating pain and shook me off. I didn’t bother to resist. He fell and rolled on the ground.

It was a situation where a sword was dug into the forehead. It must have been stabbed to the brain, of course, it was a fatal wound. Even so, the magic beast of tough vitality was still alive and moving.

Rather, it must have been more frenzied, and he glared at me with a rough breath. A bright blue light was returning to his eyes. Horns crackling as if they were going to explode at any moment.

But I laughed.

Because I saw a spear of lightning falling from the sky.

Again the world turned white.