Chapter 81
Chapter 81
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 81
Chapter Title: Holy Rabbit
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Even with the bright sun hanging overhead, somehow a forlorn moonlight drenched the world.
It was dissonant.
It felt like a dream despite being reality, and too vivid to be just a dream.
Step.
Piercing that silence, a woman took a step forward.
Her eyes were scarlet.
Not bearing light, but purely filled with fallen desire.
"Are preparations going well?"
"......"
At her words, a man who had been standing with his back to the moonlight lifted his head.
One of his eyes was dyed scarlet.
"It certainly feels good...."
As the man raised his hand, a crescent moon pattern gleamed on the back of it.
"Is this what they call a disaster?"
"Oh my... such rude speech?"
Bellamy smirked and raised her hand.
From within the pitch-black shadows, countless corrupted spirits lifted their heads, their eyes flashing.
"Witch, you haven't forgotten our contract, have you?"
The man asked with an expressionless face.
At that moment...
The crescent on the back of his hand was engulfed in scarlet light, and around it, human-shaped puppets began to appear, slithering down from the air.
"Kamar... I made something out of nothing, and now you've gotten too cocky, haven't you?"
"So what?"
Kamar twisted the corner of his mouth.
What he pointed to with his finger was the sky.
"Can't you see the moon floating behind me?"
The sun was there, but an alien moon overlapped above it in the sky.
Neither a real moon nor an illusion, its other side was...
Just like a dream.
"The contract is still valid."
"...Hmph."
Static...
Bellamy's body distorted, noise spreading out.
"It's not ready yet, so come back next time."
"......"
"Do you think creating a body to contain the disaster is that easy?"
Body.
Bellamy's body still existed on the other side of the dream.
She had merely opened her eyes... she had not yet awakened.
"A body...."
Bellamy stroked the spirits' heads and slowly lowered her gaze.
"...There's no need to make one."
Those words... didn't reach anyone on this land.
Only the corrupted spirits gathering around her understood their meaning.
Those fallen beings trembled.
Shivering, holding their breath, going mad with joy.
Shattered soul fragments began to pile up at her feet.
And Bellamy... took one step back.
"Yeah... I'll come next time?"
She didn't specify when.
No exact time, season, or conditions.
"The moon is pretty...."
The day the moon is dyed in blood.
She would awaken again.
As the 'witch' who had awakened from the dream.
As the complete 'disaster'.
And on that day...
The world would once again call out the name of lust.
***
I perfectly and diligently completed S Class's patented course of 'getting smashed into the distant wall' this time as well.
How long had I been blankly staring in that spot, with dust scattering as I embedded into the wall?
Tot tot tot.
Lev approached me from afar.
[Hello Lev]
"......Hello."
Waving her hand laboriously from behind the mask, Lev nodded and gave a simple greeting.
Her usual expressionless face.
Almost no emotions visible... yet, oddly out of sync with the current atmosphere, she alone seemed at peace.
'......'
I lifted my head and surveyed the surroundings.
Seros was patting his back alone in the distance, and Lapia was being comforted by the spirits surrounding her.
...Even Erwin hadn't budged, still dangling from the ceiling.
"Ah... why are you all so weak? It's been half a year already...."
At the center of the training grounds.
Veronica, arms on her hips, looked around with a deep sigh.
The wicked dragon oblivious to her own immense strength.
"Hmm... shall we try one-on-one this time?"
For a moment, I thought Veronica had finally lost it...
But I quickly realized.
'She's always been crazy.'
That this wicked dragon had been mad from the start.
...That was my conclusion.
Just moments ago, spinning through the air on Veronica's fist before slamming into the wall.
Even as my head spun, I engraved one more truth of this world deep in my heart.
And...
As I barely managed to raise my body—
Staggering to steady himself, Seros suddenly thrust his hand up and shouted.
"Dean...!!"
Veronica jumped at the cry, one strand of hair perking up.
"Shit... you scared me. What?"
Seros pointed high with his finger at Lev, who was crouched beside me.
"Why isn't our noble saint fighting!"
"......?"
Lev merely tilted her head at Seros's pointing.
Unsure if she didn't understand the words, or...
Just too lazy to care.
But Veronica was firm.
"Huh? She's stronger than all of you."
At that one line, Seros's head creaked around.
A face of utter disbelief...
Eyebrows arching, mouth awkwardly agape.
And most of S Class reacted similarly.
'Tsk.'
But I was different.
I had no objections to Veronica's words.
"Even all of you together couldn't beat her."
All eyes turned to Lev at once.
But the person in question was hiding behind me with her usual blank expression.
...Seeming utterly uninterested and unaware.
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[ Lev de Lumière ]
Attribute
: 「Twilight」
Skills / Traits
: 【Holy Touch】
: 【Blessing】
Unique Skills
: 【Sanctuary】
: 【Divine Punishment】
: 【...】
Unique Traits
: 【Fragment of Jealousy】
: 【Time of Twilight】
: 【Holy One】
: 【...】
Stats
: Stamina : 13 (D)
: Strength : 16 (C)
: Intelligence : 29 (B)
: Mental Strength : 45 (S)
: Divine Power : 50 (S)
Talents
: 【Healing Arts(S+)】
: 【Divinity(S+)】
: 【...】
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Judging only by stamina and strength... at a glance, with similar stats to mine, I might have a chance to win.
But... Lev's true value starts there.
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【Holy One】
Holy one.
: Effects of divine power-based skills and traits are greatly enhanced.
: Shares mana and divine power.
Under that name, light follows her.
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'Divine power = mana.'
'Mana = divine power.'
The moment this equation holds...
She becomes a being that transcends the limits of both mage and priest classes simultaneously.
And that divine power stat... a whopping 50.
On par with the world's strongest, Veronica.
'Moreover...'
Lev's attribute is 「Twilight」.
The supremely superior attribute of light and darkness.
Combined with her unique trait 【Time of Twilight】 that enhances it...
S Class's annihilation was only a matter of time.
'......'
Suddenly, I wondered if I'd been underestimating Lev all this time.
Always tot-tot-tot following behind me.
At first glance, she seemed gentle and quiet like a rabbit...
But maybe that rabbit had been raising me.
The thought sent a chill down my spine.
"Hmm...."
Veronica stared blankly at Lev.
And soon...
"Oh. I just had a great idea."
A lightbulb 'dinged' above her head, and Veronica clapped her hands! before snapping her head up.
At that sight, I instinctively felt foreboding.
"You, one by one, come out and fight her."
"......Yes?"
No one could respond for a while, until the boldest(?) Seros finally spoke.
"Um... Dean? But how do we fight a priest...?"
"Hmm~ Didn't you see during the evaluation?"
Come to think of it...
Lev had definitely shown glimpses of her power during the evaluation.
But... the problem was that no one here had noticed.
Even...
The Lev right beside me was tilting her head, not understanding what was being said.
【Lev. Let's kill them all!】
And next to her... a silhouette identical to Lev.
Lamenta, bloomed from the shadows, hugged Lev tightly while mumbling.
【Kill them! Kill them!】
...Yeah.
Something's a bit scary.
Lamenta, hugging the small and soft Lev, murmuring "Kill them... kill them..."
The shadow identical to Lev whispering that into her ear.
...Though Lev herself was still tilting her head with a "What?" expression.
"Alright, Seros first."
"...Me?!"
"Yeah. You."
"Why me...!"
Seros raised his hand with an even creakier body...
But Veronica just picked her ear and yawned in response.
"Yawwn~ You'll know once you fight."
"Ugh...."
Seros let out a deep sigh.
With his even heavier body, he slunk... staggered toward the center of the training grounds.
And on the opposite side...
Lev tot-tot-tot hopped over like a rabbit and quietly stood.
Her expression still blank.
No tension, no hostility... not even motivation.
Just endlessly tilting her head as if wondering, "Why am I standing here?"
"Get ready?"
Veronica strode over and positioned herself between them.
Her familiar mischievous face, but at those words... one person was trembling intensely.
"Start!"
"Hup...!"
Seros reflexively assumed a defensive stance.
Legs bent and rooted firmly, body crouched, arms protecting his head as he held his breath.
Nerves on edge, sweat beading on his forehead.
But...
"...Pfft."
"......?"
No attack came.
The expected whirlwind assault was nowhere to be found...
The training grounds were silent, only Lapia's faint laughter from afar.
Seros blinked a few times before cautiously raising his spear.
"Ahem...."
Finding himself a bit ridiculous, he cleared his throat a few times and readjusted his stance.
"Saint! I won't hold back!"
Regaining confidence, Seros thrust his spear forward and charged with spirit.
The sharp spear tip sliced through the air, drawing a smooth arc.
But at that moment...
"......"
The wind shifted.
A flow brushing through the training grounds.
A flow that hadn't existed moments ago...
Suddenly began to whirl around Lev.
Whoooosh...!
The wind parted Lev's bangs slightly, revealing the red eyes hidden beneath.
A single streak of eyes blazing blood-red.
Those eyes pierced straight through Seros.
- KABOOOOOM────!!!
An explosion rang out in an instant.
A strike with no presence, no precursor whatsoever.
Until the light faded, no one knew what had happened.
"......"
Only after a long while did vision return.
...Debris scattered everywhere.
Cracked walls of the training grounds.
Smoldering smoke and the stench of burning somewhere.
And at the center...
"Ughhhh...."
Seros returned as a pitch-black lump.