A Former Child Soldier Who Uses a Magic Sword Wants to Live with an Older Sister of a Former Enemy Executive - Chapter 101

• Chapter 101  The return of the wraiths…

The silver gauntlet named “Typhon” appeared on Seto’s left arm.

With a straight beam of light, its power now manifested in reality.

As Seto grimaced, what appeared through the power of Typhon was… a woman dressed like a dancer.

[Eh? Who is that?] (Hydra)

[That… doesn’t seem like a summoning spell. It’s something else entirely…] (Satis)

[Hey, I know about sorcery, so I can tell… She’s neither human nor a monster. She’s something more.] (Gravis)

Satis and the other two were taken aback, but gasped at the sinister power they sensed from the pair.

[Oh, a helper, huh? Not bad. And one hell of a beauty, too.] (Undead captain)

[Fufu! Seto, you’re such a naughty boy for making me fight for you…] (???)

[I feel horrible about manipulating the dead, but please, lend me your strength, Pouring Fear!] (Seto)

Typhon granted him the power to “control the wraiths”.

Of all the rewards he got from that trial, this was the one that made Seto frown the most.

When people died, their body returned to the earth.

The fate of their soul was at the mercy of heaven.

Even if they were wraiths, Seto was reluctant to manipulate the souls of what were once people for his own ends.

He was aware of the existence of necromancers, but for Seto, the idea of the dead once again taking to the battlefield leaves a bad taste in his mouth.

In fact, he found it quite scary.

Yet he acknowledged that he could not afford to be picky about his methods against his current opponent.

Defeating the enemy before him had to take priority over his personal feelings.

Still, even though he decided to use it for now, it was clear that Seto did not have a good impression of that ability.

No one would feel comfortable being forced to fight again after death.

Moreover, it was hard to imagine that those wraiths would willingly obey his orders.

After all, if he were to summon “Freezing Fury,” she would likely freeze the entire space in her icy wrath.

As for “Boiling Void,” Seto knew he lacked the charisma to control that spirit and his arrogant nature.

In contrast, “Pouring Fear,” who could respond to any attack and evade it, seemed far more reliable.

Of the four evil spirits, she was the one who was most likely to take Seto’s orders.

With that in mind, the boy quickly came up with a plan.

Distracted by the woman’s entrance on the scene, the captain cast a lecherous gaze at Pouring Fear.

This was the composure — and arrogance — that came with having great power.

Using Fear’s evasion abilities as a distraction, Seto planned to create an opening to strike.

Despite being saddened to be fighting on the front lines, the wraith smiled and agreed to his strategy.

[That woman doesn’t seem to be an ordinary person, but… Can she withstand the Captain’s relentless assault?] (Hydra)

[What do we do? Should we help them?] (Gravis)

[No, let’s trust Seto on this. If he’s using the gauntlet, he must have a plan.] (Satis)

As Satis and the others watched attentively, the battle resumed.

Fear pulled out a bunch of knives and walked up to the captain.

[Hey hey, is she gonna do a strip show? Not bad. But it’s a shame. Taking on the four of you sounds tough, so I’ll just enjoy watching you get cut up and die instead!] (Undead captain)

He unleashed a lightning-fast double strike.

It was a combination of both his spear and magic sword, but it was a beautiful slash so fast that it was impossible to see which one was swung first or which direction the slash came from.

If it hit, it would mean certain death for sure. But only if it hit.

[—Huh?] (Undead captain)

[Fufufu!] (Pouring Fear)

She evaded his attack with a dancing step.

She did the same with the second and third strikes that followed, as if they had been choreographed in advance.

[Whoa?!] (Undead captain)

Her flying knives approached their target.

This unusual ability stopped the captain in his tracks, and no matter how many times he deflected those knives, they kept coming back.

Moreover, Seto used the flurry of knives as a cover to slash at him from his blind spot like an assassin.

However, the captain skillfully deflected each attack with his weapons.

[Whew, that gave me the thrills!] (Undead captain)

[I’m not done yet!] (Seto)

Now their clash shifted to a head-on sword fight.

However, with Fear jumping into the mix, this looked more like a melee.

This woman… She’s dodging everything! (Undead Captain)

The captain shuddered at the sight of the woman dodging his every attack with her relentless dance moves.

If she had simply dodged them, he would have simply attributed it to her having great reflexes, but what was most impressive was that she also managed to avoid Seto’s attacks even while turning her back to him.

Fear maintained her position between the two of them, hiding Seto from the captain’s field of vision.

Meanwhile, she continued to dodge both of their slashes and launch her knife attacks.

Considering the distance between them, they were practically fighting at point-blank range, with little room to maneuver.

[Get the hell out of my way, damn you!] (Undead captain)

[Ooh, so scary. Are you trying to frighten me too?] (Pouring Fear)

[Why, you…!] (Undead captain)

[Hmph!] (Seto)

[Whoa?!] (Undead captain)

Seto’s sharp thrust suddenly emerged from the fluttering fabric of the dancer’s clothing.

The tip of his sword struck the captain’s side and gouged his flesh.

That woman is impressive, but the real mystery is that kid… How is it that I can barely see the kid through this woman, yet he’s able to slash at me so accurately as if he could see my movements…? —Ah-ha! (Undead captain)

The captain figured out the boy’s trick.

Seto and Fear were sharing their senses.

The sight she witnessed, the emotions she felt, and her unique abilities were all transmitted to Seto through the gauntlet Typhon, and in turn, the boy analyzed all that information calmly before launching his attacks.

This was a type of combat the captain had never witnessed before.

The composure that had once marked his expression was now gone.

It was now replaced by visible anxiety and frustration.

Seto and Fear continued to confuse the captain with their unpredictable movements.

It was like a synchronized dance.

Fear took Seto’s hand, guiding him through the battlefield, positioning him right where he could dodge the captain’s attack and strike back effectively.

[Goddammit! Don’t get cocky, you fools!] (Undead captain)

His attacks are starting to get more erratic! Almost got him! (Seto)

[—Now! It’s time for the final push! …I can see it, the fear!] (Pouring Fear)

The knives floating in the air swept back and forth rapidly in sync with Seto and Fear’s movements.

Even Seto had struggled to deal with those pesky knives flying like a swarm of insects, so the fact that the captain could not only handle them so effortlessly on the first encounter, but also hold his own against both Seto and Fear, was a testament to his immense skill.

However, the captain was now losing momentum, thrown off by Pouring Fear’s unpredictable movements.

At this point, it was only a matter of time before his head would fall.

[This is the end!] (Seto)

[Cut the craaaap!] (Undead captain)

The next moment, Pouring Fear retreated, and both swordsmen clashed by unleashing the power of their respective magic swords.

The fearsome magic sword Amen had read all the information about Seto’s own magic sword Baal Zebul, and even reproduced its power output.

After a few seconds of intense pressure, the captain’s violent nature worked against him.

Fueled by an excessive pride, he tried to overpower Seto with sheer force, unwilling to accept defeat at the hands of a child.

[You’re too predictable!] (Seto)

[Wha—?!] (Undead captain)

Seto suddenly redirected the captain’s force, flowing with the direction of his push.

Seto swiftly moved behind the captain as he lost his balance and fell forward, and stabbed him straight in the heart.

[GUGAAAAAAHH!] (Undead captain)

The captain’s face twisted in agony as he wildly swung his spear at Seto behind him.

Though awed by his incredible life force that was on par with Sebek’s, Seto leapt into the air to dodge the spear—

[Fall!] (Seto)

He spun and swung his magic sword at him.

The captain attempted to block the strike with his own magic sword, but the strength he had recklessly expended in his earlier attacks, particularly in the release of his magic sword’s power, had drained him. The power and destructive force emanating from Seto’s blade, combined with his combat skills, proved too much, and his sword shattered with a resounding crack.

Seizing the opportunity, Set landed and mercilessly slid his gleaming crimson blade across the captain’s neck.

The head flew from the body, spraying blood as it spun through the air before hitting the ground with a thud.

Seto assumed that severing the head would surely end the captain’s life, but the headless body continued to stagger for a while, swinging its weapon wildly.

Eventually, it ran out of strength, and collapsed against the wall before falling to the floor.

Seto, maintaining his guard until the very end, sheathed his magic sword back into its dimensional pocket, signaling the end of the battle.

[Seto…!] (Satis)

The first to rush over was Satis, her face alight with relief and joy now that the danger had passed.