Chapter 670

I clearly heard it, it was Ellen's voice. I couldn't help but be surprised. And it seemed the same for the other person. That thing with dead eyes was trembling with its hand on my neck, eyes wide open, as if it had done it many times before. Fighting in Ellen's way, even though Ellen's will was not there. After many fights fought with inertia, Ellen stopped not by pushing the sword into my neck, but by stopping. I have always lost. Ellen has always won. Has it become a habit for Ellen to win against me, just as it has become a habit for me to lose to Ellen? So, even that habit of stopping at the last moment came out of me. Even the words I always say came out without me knowing it. Tears that couldn't be endured were flowing from Ellen's dead eyes. Tears mixed with rain and tears flowed endlessly. It was not tears flowing out of resentment and anger, but tears flowing out of sadness. "Ellen...?" "Huk...! Ugh! Ugh...! Huk! Huhuk!" Unbearable convulsions were felt in the silence. It is not completely gone. Ellen is definitely still somewhere inside. Yes. Luna said she could return Ellen. Although I didn't actually borrow Luna's power, it means that Ellen can be recovered. And in the first place, she said that she could return Ellen. Ellen has not disappeared. I'm just weak. I can get Ellen back in perfect condition, and Ellen is still somewhere inside it. I try to do this by any means, but I can't do anything but cry. It suffers. -Kururung! A white current began to surge from Ellen's body. "Shut up...! Ugh...!" Holding my head. "Huh... Huhuk... Huh... Ugh... Ugh... Ugh...!" -Kwarrung! Along with the rush of the soul that seemed to have lost consciousness, a shock wave that would destroy not only the surrounding land but also my body hit me. How many meters was I pushed away? When I barely stood up, as if something was pouring down, Ellen was holding onto my head. -Kururung! In the earthquake-like ground tremors, something was spewing out of its body. "I'll kill you... I have to kill you... You too... The hero... You have to take everything you love and cherish... That's... fair... I have to do it... Even if it's like that..." Holding the broken sword, it glared at me with a strange appearance where spirits were emanating from its whole body. I don't know if it's a good or bad state. If its condition worsens, is it good for me? The rough gray current surging from the broken sword is clearly indicating that it is a dangerous state not only for itself but also for me. If I approach recklessly, I might die. But there is a strong conviction that if not now, there will be no chance. I don't know how to get rid of it or how to kill it, but I know one thing. It can kill the body but cannot kill the soul. It can dominate something and control its body, but it cannot kill the original owner of the soul. That is the evidence that I, who was swallowed by it, did not die. The fact that Ellen's soul remains somewhere proves it. Translation:

Always defeated,

I was a loser who was developing.

Even though I knew I couldn't win, I tried to win with all my might.

It wasn't to fight Ellen, but to prepare for what might happen someday.

I've always been your servant.

-Kururung!

Facing Ellen's eyes filled with hatred and anger, trying to push my sword away and aim for my neck in the current.

I say,

"Just once...."

Tears that I had never shed since the Gate incident finally burst out.

"Snap."

I didn't cry because I knew I couldn't turn it into tears.

"Just once is enough."

So desperate.

So urgent.

Finally, tears pour out.

Tears pouring out are swept away by the current of the soul, torn apart in a storm.

"If I win... it can't be...?"

Just once.

I hope for victory as much as this moment is important.

If I win now, I can be your servant for the rest of my life.

If I lose now, I can never win again.

I'm willing to give you all the time left in my life, just like in the Temple era.

"So..."

For that eternity.

For all that time.

I pray to myself.

Just this once.

"I..."

Only for now.

"You..."

No matter what happens.

"I will win."

I will win.

-Kwarrurung!

"Kkue...uh...huh...aaah!"

Its actions, which are venting its strength recklessly, are getting rougher and rougher because it is facing a limit.

-Clang!

I dodge it without blocking the sword that is raised.

No matter how much power is imbued in the weapon, the absolute limit does not change.

There is a limit to a broken sword.

This time, I deflect the thrusting sword.

Although I fight with Ellen's senses, it is clear that the owner of that body is confused.

It has become dull.

Ellen Artorius knows my sword better than anyone else in the world.

But in the end.

That's why.

I, who know Ellen's sword best in the world, am still me.

While deflecting the sword I am facing, I try to aim for my neck this time.

After pushing away my sword, it swings towards my neck, but I lower my posture and avoid it.

The distorted face, filled with confusion, anger, and despair, is right in front of me.

"Uh...huh...huk!"

The sword thrusting into the pain and despair.

But I know that this gap will never come again, so I take it.

-Pook!

"....!"

I take the sword that pierced my heart without blocking it.

The gruesome pain pierces my mind, but this level of pain is nothing compared to the pressure on my soul right now.

Rather, I pull it.

I pull the arm that was stabbed.

-Chuck!

I grab its neck.

"Uwaaaaah!"

-Kururung!

It can't escape.

If it's for a single victory, I can be stabbed in the heart as many times as I want.

Dozens of times, hundreds of times.

Thousands of times. "If I could get you back, I could do anything and I've done everything. I can take as much as this. The surge of my soul has the power to beat my whole body, but my body regenerates as it breaks. If I can't kill you in one blow, I'll regenerate forever. I can do that because I still have a relic. For a single victory. For a single chance. I endured this weak moment. Without sacrificing Luna. Without sacrificing myself. I let go of countless opportunities because this moment might come. I'll do what I have to do now. Towards her, who struggles with her neck caught as if to let go. Towards Ellen. All my achievements that I've only killed monsters and piled up until now. All my achievement scores that I haven't used at all since a certain moment for this moment. I use them now. To get you back. And maybe. The last. [All achievement scores of 287,620 points are used.] I cast 'editing.' "Huh...uh...ha...aaah!" After this, there's no need for power like eloquence or self-suggestion. These powers can disappear after this. Because they're no longer needed. More than ever. At any moment. With a desperate spirit. With the strongest yen contained. With this word. "Disappear!"