“I have been chosen, and you have not been chosen! That’s right! You are sacrifices for me to offer up! Die!” Rischel was finally about to kill Milkit. Milkit, prepared to die, closed her eyes tightly. However, pain never came. Instead, she heard the sound of blades clashing, and then she fearfully opened her eyes.
“Tch… You’re the one who is gonna die, Rischel!” There stood Flum, catching Rischel’s axe firmly, unlike before.
“Master…” Milkit understood just from looking at Flum’s back. The person standing before her now was, without a doubt, Flum Apricot. And Rischel too, facing off against her, could sense the change as well.
Flum’s movements are clearly different from before… What happened?
Immediately afterward, Flum tilted her sword and deflected the axe. It was an easy-to-read evasive maneuver.
“Amateur!” Rischel, having read Flum’s moves, immediately laid the blade of her weapon flat and aimed for Flum’s flank. But before her attack connected, she felt unknown shocks hit her in the abdomen.
What… Flum’s Souleater hadn’t moved. Meanwhile, all five fingers on her left hand, which hadn’t been wielding a sword, were gone, as if they were severed.
They came off…? She fired off her fingers like bullets?! Although the Church Knights had obtained some information about Flum, it seemed as though they were unaware that she had learned techniques to use her own body as a weapon in her battle with the Children. Furthermore, Flum splattered the blood flowing from her left hand onto her Souleater and swung at Rischel as she staggered.
“Pendulum!” Rischel immediately activated her Justice Arts. Beginning with the mark she had left with her axe that lay between the two of them, the floor burst apart, like it had exploded. The impact caused Flum’s sword to wobble. Rischel’s body was also thrown backward. Even so, the tip of Souleater went through Rischel’s body.
The wound is shallow. Now I can create some distance! For a monster that had absorbed an Origin core, this was a minor amount of damage. She tried to step back to create some distance, but her body didn’t move.
This is…Genocide Arts?!
That was right. Flum’s blood had entered Rischel’s body and robbed her of her freedom. Flum couldn’t throw blades of blood yet, but if she slashed directly, that would have some effect. While Rischel’s movements were slowed, Flum once again closed in, quickly. Flum deliberately refrained from calling her Souleater and instead, in a nimble move, lunged forward and thrust her hand into the wound that she had just inflicted.
“This is payback for what happened at the guild! Get a taste of this!” Flum had only just woken up and Milkit was already in danger. Her fighting spirit was burning more brightly than ever. “Reversal!”
Flum’s arm exploded inside Rischel’s body. Flum was going to do whatever it took to defeat the demon that was before her.
“Gugyhaaaaaaaa!” She screamed in agony as the flesh from the right side of her chest and her shoulder was torn away in an explosive blast.
“You bitch!” Directing the red spiral at Flum as though glaring at her, she raised her voice into a shout. However, at that time, Flum already wasn’t looking at Rischel. If she wanted to, she could have followed up with another blow, but there was something she prioritized more.
“I’m back, Milkit.” Looking back, Flum smiled warmly at Milkit.
“Welcome back, Master!” Milkit, with her master finally returned, smiled through her tears.