Meteor Sword.
As if embodying its name, the blade shimmered faintly with light.
What is this…?
This had never happened before, not even once…
“You bastard—what did you do!?”
Guld roared in fury and charged at me.
His attacks grew fiercer than before, more violent, more relentless.
But…
Strange.
I could see through every one of his strikes.
This attack won’t hit.
For this one, just step to the side.
The answers kept rising in my mind, one after another.
Could it be… the sword is lending me its power?
A keepsake from Licorice’s friend.
And a blade forged with Aisha’s strength, and my father’s very soul.
Maybe… that’s why miracles like this can happen.
“I won’t lose to you.”
Once more, I raised the Meteor Sword.
“Saying that only power is right—such a twisted belief… I won’t lose to someone who says such lonely, sorrowful things!”
“You dare bark at me, brat!?”
Guld did not hesitate. If anything, his attacks only grew more ferocious.
Rather than slashing, he swung his demonic sword as if to smash me apart.
In contrast, I stayed completely calm.
I avoided meeting him head-on, responding with only the minimum necessary movement.
Deflecting his blows, eliminating danger.
Again and again, our swords clashed—
Yet not once did Guld’s blade reach me.
“Damn you, damn you, daaaaaamn yooooou!!”
Guld raged, froth spraying from his mouth.
“There is nothing I cannot do! There must not be anything I cannot do! I have obtained power—absolute power! With it, I should be able to make all things submit! And yet… this…!!!”
“That’s a misunderstanding.”
Power can force others into submission.
In fact, I once lived as a slave myself.
Sigurd and the others used me however they pleased.
But…
You cannot bind the heart.
You can restrain the body, but the heart will never obey.
“Power alone isn’t enough.”
I stepped forward.
Now, it was my turn to strike.
“Ggh…!?”
“You need more than just power—you need heart. And trying to dominate others… even without doing that, if you walk the right path, people will naturally follow you.”
“Don’t talk so easily, brat! You who’ve never known hardship!”
“You’re the one giving up too easily! You threw away your own effort!”
I pressed forward.
Forward.
Forward.
I kept swinging the Meteor Sword, piling on attack after attack.
Before long, Guld was completely on the defensive.
“Impossible…! I, the lord of Renogreid… I, of all people!?”
“Your power… is hollow.”
“—!?”
One flash.
A dull crack echoed—
And the demonic sword snapped in half.
“…Ah…”
Guld staggered.
I didn’t miss the opening.
Driving my blade into his side.
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