Chapter 63
[… . it’s your turn after a long while so please help me out . I’ll do it properly next time . ]
The sword dully shone once more . Shingen looked at the enemy forces at the distance, and galloped down the hill with his horse .
Two of the enemy soldiers saw Shingen and changed direction, charging forward with spear brandished .
[Trying to intercept us? Interesting! It’s a duel then! Duel!]
[The merit shall be mine!]
Disregarding the fact that their opponent is just a young boy, they went straight without hesitation while shouting vigorously . Shingen entered the confrontation, still being silent .
As soon as they entered combat range, one of the soldier immediately thrust his spear at Shingen’s face . Shingen avoided it by tilting his head . Sounds of whistling air entered his ear . After evading that attack, he nonchalantly slashed at the enemy’s neck . The blade cut through meat like a hot knife through butter . Fresh blood splashed on Shingen’s cheek .
The other soldier became frightened and slowed his movement down upon witnessing his friend’s demise right in front of him . Shingen didn’t miss this . He slashed at the soldier’s flank as they passed through each other . The lightning katana cut through the thick plate mail just as easily .
[Uhh?!]
The soldier who was late to react vomited blood and limped forward before falling off his horse as he watched Shingen passing by . Yet another soldier witnessed the spectacle . He reined the horse down as he felt an impending crisis .
[Na, he took down Arden in a single blow?!]
So the soldier he just killed was called Arden, but it means nothing for Shingen . He was too weak but that’s not something that needs to be kept in memory . While Shingen relied on the katana’s power a little, he did so with his own free will .
Previously, and even now, the thunder sword’s will is conveyed through the hand and to the body of its wielder . If the sword says right, then the body will slash to the right, move to the left when it say to the left . All he needs to do is to keep holding the katana tight . He survived this far thanks to this katana .
Ortashia was quick to notice about this, in a sense, cheating method . She’ll get mad if he uses this method again . You should be the one who wields the sword, not the opposite! Well, not that I have any other choice at the moment… . . he thought to himself .
He then decided to follow her words . It’s not like he is hopeless, but he won’t grow if he keeps relying on such a thing . And he would never become a knight that way .
Don’t listen to all the lightning sword told you to do . Fight with your own will . Shingen gripped the sword handle tightly .
[Bastard!]
HIs opponent this time is a long sword-wielding soldier . Shingen didn’t move right away, waiting for his opponent to act first . The soldier swung the long sword high . In that case it’s easy――――――Just slash to prevent the enemy movement and follow through from there .
Shingen delivered a striking slash at this opponent . The soldier could only see a flash of light . He didn’t even know what has happened .
[Hnn?]
The soldier sensed something had gone wrong . His chest gradually became hot and soon the feeling changed into pain . He looked at his own chest with a distorted face . After seeing the red blood, he turned towards Shingen .
[Who… . on earth… . . are you――――]
He rolled down while still grasping the reins . The dull sound of armor hitting the ground could be heard afterward . The following soldiers became dismayed seeing how three of them had been taken down fairly easily .
However, unlike novice soldiers, it wasn’t enough to scare the elite soldiers . They simply attack in rage .
Shingen, amazed at the sight, stroke the blade and talked to it .
「―――――――show them your power, hear my request, O thunder sword――――――」
And respond it did . The thunder sword began to emit a dazzling light then electricity .
[Wha-what?! Is that?! A magic sword?!]
A magic sword was a type of weapon used by witches . By adding an elemental power to a weapon, it becomes a powerful weapon . Shingen’s sword is not a magic sword, but no one will be able to tell the difference .
[Don’t be afraid, he’s just alone! He can’t possibly handle all of the elite soldiers!]
[I’ll split his stomach!]
「Chaaaaarge―――――――――!」
The soldier could only believe their major and formed a line, charging straight ahead .
[My bad . I always feel uncomfortable with those who follow order without question . ]
Shingen brandished the lightning sword, hopping down from his horse .
『―――――run through the ground, rout the enemies, denko sakuretsu Lightning Blast――――――』
The electricity that had been lingering on the sword was promptly released and ran wildly through ground .
A huge explosion occurred as the electricity approached the advancing cavalries . It shook the ground and deafened the surrounding soldier temporarily . Losing vision due to the rising dust and smoke, they stopped their charge . Some soldiers got shaken off of their steed in the excitement .
They weren’t even given a chance to scream, their body wrapped in a dazzling flash and instantly turned charred black like a tree hit by lightning . Their corpses emitted white smoke and the burnt smell wafted through the air before disintegrating into pile of ashes by the breeze .
The remaining soldiers looked down at the pile of ashes that were their companions then toward the black-haired boy .
[… . . gra, grand magic……is it?]
[The power level is different… . ]
It was in comparison to Ortashia’s power .
Each of the soldier with the red feather headpiece looked at Shingen then the surroundings . The corps’ charge was disturbed by that single black haired boy . Behind the boy was a maze-like forest . The cavalry will go there after defeating the boy . They needed to bypass it .
Each captains deemed that it’s impossible to continue the pursuit as it is . They raised their sword and issued a command .
[Kuh, retreat at once! Regroup with the corps! Move!]
The soldiers obliged to the order . They turned tail and retreated to the main force . Shingen waited until he couldn’t see the enemy’s back anymore before taking a breather .
[Ah… . I guess I overdid it a little? Sister… . did told me not to use it too much… . ]
Shingen, who regretted it a little, shook off the blood on the sword . The blood scattered on the ground and undergrowth, dyeing them red .
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