Chapter 83 Former S rank
{TL: By Creed}
The doctor let out a powerful roar.
Simultaneously, he kicked off the floor and charged.
"Fast!?"
Not so fast that he was impossible to see, but fast enough that if I relaxed my guard, I'd lose sight of him. If Sofia hadn't trained me, I might have been in real trouble.
"Ugh!"
Dodging was difficult. I used my Snow Crystal Sword as a shield to block the doctor's attack.
CLANG!!!
A piercing sound echoed in my ears, and my hand went numb as I was blown away.
What kind of brute strength was this? I managed to block the attack, but not completely. I was sent flying, losing my stance. The only silver lining was that I didn't let go of my sword.
"Is that all you've got?"
"Not even close!"
The doctor instantly moved in for another assault, this time with a rapid charge.
But it was the same move as before. Since he repeated it, I could more or less predict his actions.
I dodged by rolling sideways and then grabbed the carpet, flipping it over as hard as I could.
"Huh!?"
This took him by surprise, causing him to lose his balance briefly as he stood on the carpet. I used that opening to get back on my feet and ready my sword.
"Hey, Fate, aren't you getting overwhelmed? Are you okay?" Licorice, who'd been watching the whole time, finally seemed to snap out of her daze and asked, somewhat panicked.
"Honestly, not really feeling great..."
"Should I do something?"
"No, I'd rather you stay close to Aisha. She might be feeling anxious... and if things get dicey, you can handle it, right?"
"Are you really okay?"
"I'll be fine."
"Alright, I trust you. I'll take care of Aisha, so you take that guy down!"
Licorice flew over to Aisha's side.
Right then, the doctor regained his footing.
"Impressive... You don't just have high physical ability, you're also quick to improvise. You've got a sharp mind, courage, and great adaptability. It's a shame I have to kill you here."
"And I didn't expect you to be this strong either."
"I didn't mention it earlier, but I was once an S-Rank adventurer. I wasn't as good as the Sword Saint, but I did pretty well for myself."
"So that's why you choose to fight on your own..."
This was a troublesome opponent.
Sofia told me I had the strength of an S-Rank. And this doctor used to be an S-Rank too.
We might be equally matched... or not. I only have high physical ability; my sword skills and combat techniques still need work.
The doctor, on the other hand, is highly skilled in both areas. Depending on the circumstances, he might be as strong as Sofia.
Our physical abilities were equal, but he had the upper hand in skill. If I analyzed the situation objectively, it looked like I was in a pinch.
Still...
"I'll give you one more chance to reconsider..."
"I told you, no way!!!"
This time, I lunged toward him. I put my full weight into my right foot and leaned forward, charging low.
I swung my sword in an upward arc from low to high.
"Interesting, that's quite a move," the doctor said, seemingly impressed as he calmly blocked my attack. He tried to counterattack, but I wasn't going to let him.
"Not happening!"
I followed up with a series of strikes. They were reckless and lacking in finesse, relying solely on brute force.
But they were powerful. The doctor had no choice but to focus on defense, unable to counterattack.
I have enough stamina to keep attacking like this.
I don't think I'll be able to end the fight with this momentum, but I do hope to deal some significant damage.
That's what I'm thinking, but reality doesn't always go as planned.
"Hahaha..."
The doctor laughed as if he were having fun, and then—
"Huh!?"
Suddenly, I had a bad feeling. I stopped my attack and jumped back.
What was that?
If I had continued attacking, I felt like I would've been done for without even realizing what happened... It was a premonition of death.
"You really do have remarkable power, don't you? Not only did you hold your own against me, but you even gained the upper hand," the doctor said.
"If you're admitting defeat, why not surrender peacefully?" I asked.
"Never. When did I admit defeat? You should be the one surrendering. This is your last warning: submit to me. Otherwise, I'll kill you."
I felt an intense wave of bloodlust that made my back tremble.
Could someone really exude this kind of malice and still be human?
But I can't give in. Not just for me, but for Aisha's sake too. I refuse to lose.
Instead of responding with words, I raised my sword.
"So that's how it is? A pity, but there's no choice. You'd be a strong ally, but as an enemy, you're just too much trouble. I need to eliminate you here," the doctor said.
"Think you can?" I replied.
"Oh, I can... thanks to this cursed sword," he said with a cold smile, drawing another sword that had been hanging at his side.
The blade was as black as if it had absorbed the darkness itself. The gem embedded in its hilt was blood-red.
And the aura it exuded was thick with the stench of death.
"The cursed sword, Tyrfing... Feel its power with your own body!"
TL Note: The Boss fight reaches it's climax and Fate looks in trouble. I missed to post on Saturday, I had some personal event to attend.
I think you uplouded Chapter 82 again as Chapter 83 on NU.
ReplyDelete