I Picked Up a Witch With Amnesia

10. What Happened One Night – 16

“…cheeky…!”

At Cain’s remark, the middle-aged man unknowingly grinded his teeth. Indeed, it could not have been an arrogant remark. What Cain was saying to the middle-aged man now was no different from the attitude of the white-haired girl who regarded taking their own lives in the forest as if they were harvesting grain.

“Did you think I would accept such a cheap red ship? Cain von Estel?”

Saying that, the middle-aged man violently threw the potion Cain had thrown at him.

Clink-

The potion thrown by the middle-aged man hit the floor and was shattered. And even though he was able to sufficiently restrain his actions, Cain, who was just watching, smiled.

“I don’t think it’s time to put your ego ahead of you, isn’t it?”

“That is what I will do. Now that it has come to this, I will make sure not to cover the means and methods!”

Saying that, the middle-aged man picked up his severed foot and placed it on the amputated surface of the ankle, muttering something.

[My help comes from the goddess who made winter.]

The next moment, the middle-aged man’s whole body starts to glow. As if rewinding time backwards, the wounds on his body begin to heal rapidly. A pure white light wriggled on the amputated surface of his ankle, and soon the amputated ankle was restored as if nothing had happened, as muscles connected and new flesh grew.

“…that?”

“God is. You should never get caught by outsiders, but if I kill you here, there will be no problem…!”

At the middle-aged man’s growling reply, Cain couldn’t understand and frowned. It must have been. That was definitely divine power. If it’s something else, there’s no way Cain wouldn’t be able to recognize the divine power. Throughout the expedition, receiving healing from the saintess after being beaten by the princess on a fictitious day was a daily routine itself.

‘…No, it seems to be a little different from the holy woman’s divine power.’

The form of the power within it was very similar to the divine power used by Saint Ariel, but something crucial seemed different. If I had to express it, it seems that the middle-aged man’s power is divine power, but should I say that it is not the divine power he knows?

‘how?’

Of course, divine power was not a power that could handle dogs or cows simply because they believed in the goddess. It was the power of divine power that was manifested only in a small percentage of those who had fanatical faith enough to offer burnt offerings to the goddess without hesitation and unwavering faith no matter what. .

The saintess Ariel, whom Cain knew so well, was also a pseudo-like woman who was very sinister on the outside and could not understand the inside at all. couldn’t

…That’s why Cain couldn’t understand the phenomenon that happened right in front of his eyes. How could such a son of a bitch casually use divine power, which is difficult even for priests armed with firm belief in God?

However, now didn’t seem like the time to leisurely ponder such questions.

“Even if I die when I die, I will take you with me to the underworld as a companion. Cain von Estel!”

Gripping support-

A huge thunderbolt begins to erupt from the middle-aged man’s sword. Thunder Sword Carbella. A sword with a legendary reputation that bestows enormous strength and brain power to the owner who holds the sword.

In the thunderbolt sword currently held by the middle-aged man, lightning of power that could not be underestimated was wrapped around the blade. With their own vitality as collateral, they were forcibly drawing out all the abilities contained in the Thunder Sword. Looking at the lightning that seemed to destroy everything in existence, Sarah involuntarily recited Cain’s name in a trembling voice.

“…Ka, Cain.”

Sarah, too, was familiar with that sword. He knew very well how dangerous and powerful that sword was. It is impossible to count how many people died in front of the lightning that the sword spewed out. She knew all too well that a single human being’s strength would be powerless in front of that lightning that could bring down even mountains and evaporate huge lakes.

“…Cain.”

…it was scary. Like the people who fought against her uncle earlier, the anxiety that she might fall before the sword wielded by her uncle embraces her. I know he’s stepping out for himself, but it’s of no use if he gets hurt.

Why would it be? Why did Cain insist on a head-to-head confrontation with his uncle? Are you trying to decide everything, even by giving him a thunderbolt?

…it hurt. Rather than the freedom she had longed for in the past, she was so concerned about the man’s well-being that she didn’t know what to do. Thinking that you might get hurt because of me made my heart ache so much that I felt like going crazy.

“…Sarah.”

As he unwittingly took a step towards him, Cain stretched out his arm to block him.

“There, I’m watching you quietly.”

His back was blocking him.

Only then did I realize Why is he being so stubborn? Foolishly, throwing a weapon at the enemy wasn’t enough, so he dared to mix swords. it’s all-

“…Cain.”

In the end, Sarah couldn’t reach out to him. Because he told me to keep quiet. Because she could never defeat the efforts of that man who had done everything for her up to this moment.

…yes. So I’ll just have to follow your lead. You said so, so I’ll just have to obey. I can’t come all this way and become your burden.

Instead, I will watch your fight from here. I believe you. I firmly believe that you will surely bring me victory. So, I will keep an eye on your fight until the very end.

That’s the way I fight right here and now.

Turbuck-

Leaving Sarah’s will behind, Cain takes another step forward. Anyway, I had no thoughts of losing. Defeat is never acceptable in this place where there is something that I am carrying on my back.

ugh-

A blue aura begins to leak from the sword Cain is holding. However, it was not a perfect Auror. He has not yet fully reached the realization enough to awaken and materialize his own vitality. It seemed that he was only one step away, but the walls surrounding him were high and solid.

Therefore, the lack of enlightenment is supplemented with one’s own lifespan. burn life again In this way, his will becomes an aura and begins to illuminate the surroundings against the enemies threatening him.

…However, his aura is like a child’s prank compared to the thunderbolt of a thunderbolt sword held by a middle-aged man. The sword that the middle-aged man wanted to wield by mortgaging his own life was emitting an unprecedentedly powerful energy. The sky trembled, and with the sound of thunder resounding everywhere, the middle-aged man finally drew his sword at Cain-

“die!”

Rurrr!

The lightning that was compressed to the limit rides the blade of the thunderbolt and bursts out, and the storm of thunderbolt begins to erode the space everywhere. A storm of whirling lightning terribly ravages the clearing in the forest!

“…are you coming?”

Looking at the thunderstorm wrapped in lightning, Cain also takes a posture. However, it is useless. The auras leaking from his sword were just as feeble as a lamp in front of the wind.

But don’t back down. Because he had his own way of fighting.

“Don’t interfere. aria. It’s still unfinished, but it seems like a good opponent to try out.”

He raised his sword while muttering in a low voice to whom he was speaking.

ugh-

The sword wrapped around Cain’s aura vibrates like crazy. With the storm coming in a second before his eyes, he draws water from the memory id. It is not one’s own, but rides a thin solid line connected to oneself, recalling memories that have flowed in from someone else.

…and reached. As far as he knows, he is the greatest warrior and at the same time a transcendent. My noble and beautiful teacher.

Iris el Devhart at the time when she faced the Winter Witch alone.

– Just make sure you live, Cain.

…When was that her? He tries to suppress his emotions, which seem to overflow at any moment, and puts ‘something’ in his sword.

The next moment, though Cain’s will was imperfect, he connected heaven and earth. His will is transforming the world. Towards the reverberation of the distant sky, he wants to recreate the impression he felt at that time.

‘It’s cut.’

There was not a single doubt about what he was going to do. What he wants to reproduce is Iris’ ‘Sword of the Sky’. If he truly reproduces the woman at that time, there is nothing in the world that cannot be cut!

The next moment, Sarah, who was standing behind Cain, saw a vision. The sun shines, the moon passes, and the stars pour down. The moment when the three elements that make up the heavenly body are contained in one sword.

The sky split in two.

“Quaagh!”

Everything within the path of the sword he wielded was torn apart. The sky, the clouds, the earth, the lightning storm that threatened him, the lightning sword, and even the middle-aged man standing at the end.

Everything was split in half.

For the first time in Cain’s descent, he had succeeded in slicing through everything within his field of vision.

“…Huh, uh…”

…And Cain, who had been through such a long time, was also not in good shape. His right arm was twisted and shattered, giving the hideous appearance of a bone protruding through his skin. He couldn’t handle the power of his sword strike, and the aftermath reached his right hand.

However, despite the intense pain coming from his right hand, Cain’s face did not change in pain. There is only regret that she could not fully reproduce the sword she once showed her. If he had properly implemented her sword, he would not have suffered these injuries in the first place.

Throwing those emotions behind, Cain walks out to the middle-aged man who is spread out on the floor.

“…uh, uh…”

he was still alive Even though his upper body had been cut diagonally, and he was in a condition worse than dying, he was still alive. Probably, it was thanks to the power similar to the divine power used by the middle-aged man.

“…Cain, von Estel…”

In the eyes of the middle-aged man looking at Cain, there was only fear now. He, too, was an unmanned nerd. It was to the point where I realized the meaning of that moment just now.

Staring at the middle-aged man, Cain raises his sword with his left hand, which is still intact. And just as he was about to put a sword through his heart without saying anything to end everything, Sara grabbed his hand with a snap.

“…why?”

In response to Cain’s question, Sarah tapped her on the back of the neck once, then opened her mouth to him in a low voice.

“…ring.”

“That ring you gave me then?”

nod

Sara nodded silently, and Cain took out the ring she had given him from his chest. Sarah takes one look at the ring, then turns to the middle-aged man lying on the floor.

“…you, no way.”

Cain finally realized what Sarah was trying to say. And the middle-aged man, who was lying on the floor waiting only for death, also noticed Sarah’s intentions.

“…Right. You need information, information. Let me tell you. I’ll tell you everything. I can tell you everything that girl cannot reveal because of her curse. So live. I’m not going to die in a place like this yet…”

f*ck!

“Cuck!”

Unfortunately, the middle-aged man’s words did not follow through. Because Cain, who was listening to him quietly, kicked him in the jaw.

“It’s filthy, noisy, and it’s ugly. It doesn’t matter if you don’t know that kind of information. I would have made it clear I didn’t have any thoughts of saving you from the beginning. So don’t be too upset It’s nothing more than getting back all the karma you’ve built up over the past years.”

Cain’s gaze was so cold and cold as he said that, the middle-aged man realized that he could not get out of this forest alive. It was unfair. What did he do wrong that he had to end his life like a worm like this?

“What qualifications do you have to kill me! Cain von Estel!”

At the middle-aged man’s cry, Cain laughed out of embarrassment.

“You talk about bullshit very confidently.”

Pooh-!

Saying that, Cain thrust his sword into his heart without hesitation.

“…big, huh…”

Cain simply looked down with a cold attitude as the middle-aged man’s eyes quickly lost their vitality, and soon he died with a blank expression.

“Is it necessary to be qualified to take out the garbage these days?”