Chapter 330 - An Ordinary Person
Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari
Tact: âDamn you! You made everyoneâs attacks hit me!â
Follower: âYou devil!â
The women hopped on board and started insulting me.
Devil, huhâ¦. Itâs been a while since Iâve been called that.
Naofumi: âThen I will be a devil. I am the Devil of the Shield, after all. Anyway, is making use of the enemyâs attacks a bad thing? Rather than that, itâs bad to be butting into someone elseâs one-on-one fight. Well, itâs no fun if you collapse at this level. Iâll heal you.â
I cast recovery magic on Tact again.
Soon my magic and SP will have been depleted.
I took out the recovery item that was the Luquor Fruit from my pocket andâ
Follower: âAs if Iâd let you!â
One of Tactâs followers suddenly appeared and tried to snatch the Luquor fruit I was holding.
Somehow she was in a ninja-like outfit.
Was she one of Faubleyâs Shadows?
Ah, I had grasped it with all my strength so it got crushed.
This was expensive. What a waste.
Ninja: âAhh!â
A drop of the Luquor fruit splashed on the assaulting womanâs face
I heard this once before but apparently thatâs undiluted alcohol, you know?
Tact: âMelris!â
Ninja: âS-so alcoholic! Uuâ¦.â
Oh, she already started swaying drunkenly.
Apparently itâs poison to everyone but me.
At any rate, itâs the thing that Motoyasu consumed on Calmira Island which caused him to sleep for a whole day afterwards, despite spitting it out immediately.
Naofumi: âDonât interfere with my magic recovery.â
I kicked it away gently, tossing it towards the followers.
Then I retrieved another Luquor fruit and put it in my mouth.
The followers seemed to be able to tell what I put in my mouth.
Half laughed mockingly, the other half turned pale.
Witch turned pale, I guess she knew about my constitution to some extent.
Tact inclined his head in bewilderment, with a provoking look in his eyes.
Naofumi: âSuicide by eating a Luquor Fruit directly? You probably thought that, but unfortunately youâre wrong.â
Tact: âIn that case, youâ¦. were blessed with an ability!?â
Naofumi: âWhat are you talking about?
Who would I get the blessing from?
It was easy to imagine though.
Naofumi: âI was born with this constitution. It seems you were blessed by something though. Thatâs the difference between you and me.â
My magic and SP have both recovered so letâs continue.
Hm? Tactâs glare got increasingly stronger.
Is it that? Despite being blessed with a special ability yourself, you canât forgive the fact that I was born with it?
How far will your superiority complex go.
Naofumi: âNow then, there were a few unnecessary hindrances but letâs continue.â
I finished charging and once again aimed the Cane towards Tact.
He wonât be able to endure it completely. But I suppose he knows that the women will die if he avoids it.
Tact concentrated on the shield and frantically put all his strength into it.
Well, good luck.
Naofumi: âFenrir Force VI!â
Incidentally, I incorporated the refined Hengen Musou technique with the thick beam.
Tact: âGuu⦠guuuuâ¦gu⦠ridiculousâ¦. it hurts so muchâ¦. more than beforeâ¦. What is this attack.â
Naofumi: âHavenât you experienced it before? I applied the concepts of the style from that Granny you killed. Realise the power of those youâve killed!â
Oh! After taking consecutive hits, I could hear the sound of Tact having received damage.
As expected, Hengen Musou is harsh on the shield.
Tact: âUwaaaahh!â
Soon, Tact became unable to bear it and fell with a spin.
Well, letâs leave it at this much. I can even make it so the women in the rear are blasted away though.
With a *thud*, Tact collapsed on the ground.
Follower: âTact-sama!â
Follower: âTact!â
Follower: âTACT!â
His followers tried to support him frantically.
Well, it seemed they didnât realise that they couldnât do anything to overturn the situation.
Nevertheless, Tact received their aid and stood up.
The followers didnât learn their lesson and cast recovery magic on Tact again.
Naofumi: âHey you guys, donât just cast recovery magic, cast some spells to recover fatigue as well.â
Stamina is important, right?
He probably wonât be able to win if heâs so worn-out when he gets revived.
No? Can he win?
Speaking of which, wouldnât now be the time for a miracle to occur if it were to happen?
If there was something behind him, now would probably be the time to show his true colours.
And so I looked around, but there were no signs of anything happening.
Tact: âNot yetâ¦. You.. youâre the only one I wonât forgive.â
Naofumi: âThatâs my line. Youâre the only one so incredibly brutal, Iâve decided to make you regret being born in the world. And Iâm not the only one. The whole of Melromark feels the same.â
Or rather, this isnât even my decision.
With their Queen having been killed, this war is a challenge of vengeance for Melromark.
As their sworn enemy, these guys canât be forgiven with just my private lynching.
Itâs because I feel the same that Iâm beating the mastermind, Tact, until heâs worn out and crushing his spirits.
Atla, the Queen, Granny and the villagers.
At the very least, there was this many people close to me who died.
If I consider all the lives lost in the war, thatâs not the extent of it.
The revival of the Spirit Turtle.
Ren and the others caused so many victims unintentionally, but they reflected on it and were making up for their sins for the sake of everyone who became victims.
That was achieved in the form of saving the world.
However, Tact was different.
He made light of the waves, killed the Heroes and annihilated the Allied Forces.
Furthermore, he created wars and tried to rule the world.
While I had no intention of offering him respite, it might have been possible if he showed signs of reflection.
Nevertheless, I must punish him for recklessly giving rise to the flames of war.
Tact: âI willâ¦â¦ kill you!â
Tact declared, putting his hand on the Shield.
Iâm afraid he might intend on firing a Curse Skill.
Butâ¦.. it was too late.
I raised the Cane with one hand, and the surrounding magic and SPâ¦. I gathered the energy scattered in the surroundings.
And then I invoked Gleipnir Rope and bound Tact.
Naofumi: âFenrir Force and Hengen Musouâs application skill.â
The name of my next skill floated into my field of vision.
This kind of application provides the effect of an amazing energy boost.
Glowing like the light of a firefly, the surrounding magic condensed and collected in my cane, just likeâ¦. some sort of special skill from an anime.
Naofumi: âNow, try to take this!â
I called out the name of the Combo Skill that floated in my vision.
Well, it was troublesome having to moderate it so that it wouldnât kill.
Thatâs why I wonât fully charge it. If I did charge it, heâd be blown away and then I wouldnât be satisfied.
Tact: âBlutopfer!â
Naofumi: âRagnarokâ¦. Blaster!â
Fenrir Forceâs evolved skill.
The charging took quite a bit of time.
Until Tact stood up, being unable to move was for that reason, and the magic recovery was also for the sake of firing this.
As expected, a concentrated beam that didnât quite compare with Fenrir Force blasted Blutopfer away in an instant and flew towards Tact.
Tact: âGYAAAAHH!â
What a terrible scream.
Tact was unable to withstand it completely, and was pushed by Ragnarok Blaster and thrown into the sky.
As far as it goes, I shifted the trajectory so the women werenât hit.
It wouldâve been fine even if they had been hit, but I wanted to save that pleasure for later.
Ragnarok Blaster pierced through Tactâs whole body and he flew all the way into the atmosphere while shaking.
Incidentally, he was caught up in the battle between Gaelion and the Dragon Emperor he was fighting.
Dragon Emperor: âWhaâ Guuaaaahh!â
The Dragon Emperor cried out in surprise at the sudden attack.
Well, it looks like the burnt Dragon Emperor was finished when he passed through though.
Ren: âNow!â
Gaelion: âKyua!â
Using Gaelion as a foothold, Ren jumped and slashed at the Dragon Emperor.
Ren: âPhoenix Gale Sword!â
Gaelion: âKyuaaa!â
Renâs sword shone red and a tempest of flames passed by, together with a phoenix of fire made from energy.
Gaelion also charged forward, clad in flames.
It looked just like two phoenixes had pierced through the Dragon Emperor.
Dragon Emperor: âGu⦠for this diminutive fragment and the Hero of the Sword toâ¦.!â
Oh, so receiving such an attack was not enough to be considered a fatal wound.
Heâs not half bad.
And while thinking that, I turned my attention to Tact who fell before my eyes just at that moment.
Naofumi: âOi~, are you still alive?â
He was practically like run-down junk.
Itâs not like my attack was proportionate to his defence so I think he wouldnât be dead, and I moderated the power so he should be fine.
Tact: âKuâ¦..â
Naofumi: âOh~â
I clapped while watching Tact as he barely managed to stand up.
After being beaten up so much, you should think about withdrawing.
I wonât let you though.
For that reason, I brought Gaelion, Firo, Sadina and Raph-chan. Land, sea, or air, you wonât be able to escape no matter where you run.
Moreover, this guy personally cast a barrier preventing escape.
It was like being locked up in a cage you made yourself.
Well, I would cast another one if he released his barrier anyway.
Naofumi: âDid you think Iâd let you escape? Itâs still insufficient.â
Thatâs enough, Iâm sick of this one-sided game already.
Tact: âGetting so carried awayâ¦â¦. Cut it out already!â
Oh? It seems like Tact wasnât cursed from Blutopfer.
How much of a cheat is that.
I had also included that in my calculations and lowered the strength, but it seems that that was unnecessary assistance.
Tact: âNow then, you already died once with this attack. You hate me as much as I do you, but you wonât attain the upper hand, I will end the acting Hero of the Cane.â
Trashâ¦â¦ in reality, he probably wanted to avenge the Queen with his own hands.
I wouldnât be satisfied if it were me, but I will defeat Tact as the Hero of the Cane in your place.
Next is revenge for Atla and Granny, the Allied Forces who shouldnât have died by all rights, and the villagers.
Tact: âUoooohh!â
Tact mustered up his remaining strength, and attacked with a yell.
Tact changed his weapon to the Claw, and I purposely exchanged attacks with him for fun.
Ah, as expected, an idiot doesnât have any firepower.
Thereâs no sign of him enduring it completely.
I promptly take my distance and then Tact lets his smile show.
Naofumi: âA trap! You could steal the Cane like this!â
[Note: That sarcasmâ¦.]
At my words, Tact nods with a smile.
I donât know if they understood the situation, but his followers also displayed composure.
Tact: âThatâs right. The cause of your defeat is underestimating me. Youâre going to lose.â
Well, from ancient times there have been strong people who have underestimated their opponents and despite expecting them to be weak, end up suffering a severe injury with just one attack.
Itâs a common pattern.
And I like that kind of manga too.
But in this case, thatâs definitely impossible.
Naofumi: âHey~ you seem to be getting unnecessarily cocky so Iâll tell you, but thereâs too much of a gap when I fight with the Cane and it gets boring so Iâm letting you have it on purpose, you know?â
Rising and lowering by another name.
Because itâs not difficult to go from being elated to getting beat up.
Before long, Tact invokes his ability and the Cane sparks.
The Cane glows and flies into Tactâs hand.
Tact grasps the Cane and smiles with confidence in his victory.
Naofumi: âYour grinning is disgusting. Are you really that happy about obtaining the Cane?â
Tact: âIt doesnât matter what you say, youâre just a poor loser. Iâm going to brutally kill you so prepare yourself!â
Naofumi: âIâve said this so many times. Thatâs my line.â
I turn towards Ren.
Ren, having perceived the situation, takes out a sword from his back â one which was different from the Four Saints Sword he was holding â and throws it into the air towards me.
Raising my right hand, I catch the sword that Ren sent over.
Naofumi: âIâ¦. your pride, dignity and valuablesâ¦. Iâm here to brutally destroy all of those. First Iâll leisurely destroy half of your pride. Then the remaining half. You, the fake hero who obtained six of the Seven Star Weapons and the Four Saints Weaponsâ shield. Know the reality of being defeated by an ordinary person who doesnât possess a legendary weapon!â