Part 2
Izayoi grabbed a piece of the crumbling Palace rubble to fling it towards His Highness. And His Highness swung his fist to send both the piece of rubble and Izayoi flying back into the distance. But, both of them did not sustain any fatal wounds.
The both of them were in the possession of a power that far exceeded the capacity of Humans.
Their punches were packed with the force that would split the oceans, devastate mountains and valleys. Even so, they were still far from having a clear winner. In this sort of situation, if we had to name a candidate with the advantage—-then it can be said that the scales has tilted in the favor of Sakamaki Izayoi.
“Don’t get ……too cocky!”
As though he were waiting for His Highness to follow up with the attacks, Izayoi leapt and smashed his knee into his opponent’s forehead. Following the collapse of His Highness from the sudden attack, his white hair was gradually dyed red.
Although His Highness leaned back due to the impact, it was also more than that. He utilized his height to narrowly miss the follow-up kick that swept pass his face before jumping into the personal space of Izayoi to swing a punch with his right hand to strike the abdomen.
Izayoi coughed up some blood but his fighting spirit had not been dampened in the slightest.
Clasping his hands together and intertwining his fingers, he swung it down upon the back shaft of His Highness’s head.
“Gah……!”
With a force that caused the ground to form a depression, His Highness’s head had smashed into the ground. Not only was his forehead hurt and after receiving the heavy handed attack on the back shaft of his head, even if it were him he would inevitably be forced to kneel at least once.
In contrast, Izayoi was free of any fatal injuries despite panting heavily from the fight. Although the physical capabilities of the bodies were relatively similar on the appearance, but the first to tire out from the scuffle was His Highness. Izayoi initially thought that this is due to the advantage he had in his physical strength, but the situation seemed a little off at this point.
“……”
Wiping away the trickle of blood at the corner of his lips, Izayoi watched His Highness in surprise. The number of punches were equal and he did not feel any different in the powers of their fists.
Could it be that it is the difference between stamina?
(No……It doesn’t feel like that is the case.)
Izayoi adjusted his breathing for he decided to ponder over it quietly.
But the laugh from His Highness interrupted Izayoi’s thoughts.
“Haha……Sakamaki Izayoi, aren’t you very calm here? Even though you could have easily followed it up with another attack.”
“……”
Izayoi did not reply but his restrain from continuing the fight was definitely unnatural.
Up till this point in time, Izayoi already had three chances to defeat His Highness. Not by the use of fists to end it but by the usage of the dormant power in his body, which is the Gift of [Code Unknown].
If it were to be used, the pillar of light that could pass judgement upon the Gods and send the Huge Dragon into oblivion with a strike, this young lad should be defeated. But at every opportunity that Izayoi wanted to use it, there was an indescribable anxiety that would take root within his heart.
—Is it really okay for me to use it here?
This sort of intimidating pressure did not seem to come from this white haired lad with golden irises. It was a kind of insecurity that crept upon him from below his feet and surfacing in his thoughts from time to time to create a momentary opening between his attacks.
“I see. Your instincts are quite good. If you had used your trump card, I would also have to return the favor. In that situation, we might even cause the worst case scenario of destroying the seal of that fellow—you’ve also felt it right? The monster that sleeps within [Kouen City].”
“————-!”
“If that fellow awakens, everything would be wasted. Currently, without Shiroyasha in the lower levels, no one would be able to stop him. And that includes me and you.”
“……oh? That’s quite a humble self-evaluation from you.”
Izayoi gave a laugh as he taunted his opponent but he clearly understood it in his heart.
Ever since the start of the battle, there was an unthinkable amount of animosity that was surged from the depths of the ground. And according to Izayoi’s instincts, he could tell that the animosity was directed towards himself and His Highness.
“Mah, I guess we can only stick to the simple fist brawl then. Looks like our powers are quite equal….No, although it’s frustrating……but Sakamaki Izayoi, you are currently stronger than me.”
“Yeah, if we continue to fight, it’s an eighty or ninety percent chance for me to come out as the victor.”
Izayoi slightly nodded as he confirmed the deduction with reality.
Despite the battle being able to drag on for a few more hours, the curtains of the fight were inevitably drawing to a close with Izayoi’s victory.
His Highness also understood that fact but he leisurely shrugged his shoulders while shaking his head slowly.
“But it’s a pity that the end is already determined……you’ve heard it as well didn’t you? The sound that the Outer Wall, which protects this City, has fallen.”
Two locations, Three, the Outer Wall was being broken through in a series of attacks from different areas.
The inpouring wave of Demonified Titans swept the fatigued Fire Dragons and Lesser Dragons aside as they rushed towards the Palace where he now stood. And he was unsure of the extent which Asuka, Yao and the others would be able to hold out with the battle that would become a drawn out battle.
It would only be a matter of time before the balance in powers are destroyed.
“Come on, it’s better to defeat me as early as possible you know? I’m already prepared to fight you for a few hours. And in the worst case scenario, I would only need to escape to the city areas too. After all, in that duration, your comrades would surely be wiped out, right?!”
“Tch, what a talkative Hakuhatsuki!”
Izayoi crushed the ground under foot as he charged forward. His Highness had also taken on a fighting stance in response.
But the end was already clear to His Highness.
(What a surprise, I didn’t expect him to have such a weakness.)
Each time that they crossed fists, His Highness felt a growing understanding about the character of Izayoi. Grasping the development and experiences that led up to this character did not take much time.
Sakamaki Izayoi, this man—had most likely overcome every single problem with his own strength alone. As long as it is within the realms of his power, he would be sure to protect all the things he can and eradicate the enemies with all his might.
But it is precisely because of that, which made him anxious about the situation that he had no control over.
Reason being that he overtly pampers the people around him.
(To put it nicely, it would be the treasuring of his comrades, but this guy isn’t like that. The anxiety that he feels isn’t just out of his concern over his comrades. This guy, Sakamaki Izayoi—)
—Doesn’t trust his comrades.
No matter the amount of euphemisms that can be used to describe his character in a better light, the basic nature of this guy is one that is unable to trust in his comrades.
(This weakness……is something that can be manipulated. If used correctly, it will be easy to break him down!)
The corners of His Highness’s lips twitched upwards as he started to engage in the fight once more.
He could already see the way out of this situation but the next problem was what to do next in the Game. Moreover the chess pieces in his hands were also limited and insufficient.
Then all he could do for now is to resign himself to fate while steeling his determination to swing his next punch.
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