Chapter 29

"What, what do you mean!?! Is it true that Fal, the 'Sword Maiden,' is actually the 'Sword God'?! And to think that Alle can use that skill too...?"

"What I mean is exactly what it sounds like."

The skill I spent five years mastering is not just the 'Sword Maiden's' skill, but also the 'Sword God's' skill.

In fact, I could say that most of my time was spent on the latter. While it took me just over a year to master the 'Sword Maiden's' skill, it took me nearly four more years to master the 'Sword God's' skill.

At that moment, the pressure emanating from the golden living armor suddenly increased. It was so overwhelming that the young man collapsed on the spot, as if his legs had given out.

"It seems he's getting serious."

The 'Sword God's' skill, 'Divine Possession.'

This is an extraordinary technique that temporarily enhances one's physical abilities several times over. The 'Sword God' already excels in strength, agility, dexterity, and all other abilities, but this boost further enhances them, making the user as strong as a god.

"But I have also mastered it."

I responded with 'Divine Possession' as well. The clash of two beings who had entered the divine realm created a tremendous shockwave.

*Crash!*

The sound of clashing swords was like an earthquake.

"Wh-What is this!? This isn't a human battle! It's almost like a natural disaster!"

"Is this... 'Divine Possession'...!?"

"Moreover, if that's the case, the fact that Alle, the 'Unemployed,' can use the 'Sword God's' skill... it's like anything is possible, right!?"

Lilia and Rina were shouting, almost being blown away by the wind.

It's not like anything is possible. The 'Sword God's' skill puts a greater strain on the body than the 'Sword Maiden's' skill.

Especially this 'Divine Possession.' It forcibly draws out power that would normally be unconsciously saved to avoid overstraining the body. Maintaining this state rapidly depletes my blessings.

But thanks to my strength training and the 'Tough' training, it's much better than before.

"However, this thing in front of me doesn't get tired."

The living armor is an empty suit of armor. It doesn't get tired or run out of stamina like a human. As long as the exoskeleton-like armor isn't destroyed, it can probably continue using 'Divine Possession' indefinitely.

So, I need to end this quickly—

The living armor moved first, perhaps disliking the stalemate.

This is... the 'Sword God's' ultimate skill, 'Infinite Break.'

A continuous attack that lasts indefinitely until the opponent dies. Moreover, each strike is so perfectly synchronized that once you take the first hit, you can't escape or even fall down.

"But that's a bad move."

I actually preferred the stalemate. If it didn't run out of stamina, continuing the even battle would have been fine.

When I learned that an 'Unemployed' person could master a swordsman's skill, I asked my mother to take me as a disciple. However, teaching sword techniques to someone who can't learn skills is extremely difficult. Besides, my mother isn't smart enough to teach anyone.

So, I basically just watched the skills my mother demonstrated. Of course, just watching wouldn't allow me to reproduce the skills. Therefore, I thoroughly analyzed them. I understood every aspect, from stance and breathing to eye movements and sword trajectories. 'Infinite Break' is no exception.

Thus, this technique doesn't work on me.

I identified the moment the technique was about to be used and instantly nullified it. I disrupted the balance with a perfectly timed strike, canceling the skill's activation.

*Huh!?*

The golden living armor, devoid of a soul, seemed to be shocked.

"Your turn."

The living armor, having had its ultimate skill blocked, was momentarily stunned. I didn't miss this opportunity. I had been waiting for the perfect moment to land my own ultimate skill.

I unleashed 'Infinite Break.'

*Clang!*

The full-body armor was smashed to the ground with a loud noise. No, it can no longer be called full-body armor.

Both arms were already severed and lying on the ground, the legs were bent in strange directions, the helmet was crushed beyond recognition, and the torso was barely connected at the waist, which would easily separate if pulled.

The golden armor had become a pile of scrap.

"I'm quite tired now."

Fifty-eight. That's the number of sword strikes I delivered to destroy the golden armor.

I think it would have been enough after about forty strikes, but I wanted to make sure it was completely destroyed. These things are powered by magic, so they can continue fighting even if their arms are cut off or their helmets are destroyed.

I poked the armor with my sword, and it seemed to have completely stopped functioning.

"Did... did we survive...?"

The young man who had trapped us was dazed.

"Only if this was the only enemy."

"No, no, don't say such scary things!"