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Did Petra just experience RBD from Subaru's perspective and released Satella?
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BasicallyDid Petra just experience RBD from Subaru's perspective and released Satella?
Both two events are compatible, You can say Ceci's not though. We don't know the distance or how high Al created the thunderclouds, even if it's high, in this case it's not important as it's not that Reinhard dodges it normally. The attack itself changes it's trajectory. he still gets grazed as well even after thatI don't know if you've misunderstood what I've said, but the 3 events are incompatible with eachother if you assuming Reinhard is outright sub-lightning speed, ignoring nerfs or PIS.
――Al Shario.
This spell, regarded as a specialty of a Witch of yore, was one accepted to be a forbidden technique.
Shining down from beyond the sky, stars were perpetually burning masses of Mana, and by utilizing the property of attraction between Mana of the same type, the unbelievable marvel of casting one to the earth could be realised.
But naturally, to bring a star down upon a precise location required both delicate control over magic and an unfathomable quantity of Mana. In exchange for the difficulty of realizing such a technique, the Mana contained in the star’s light could rival the amount held by a Great Spirit, even extolled to have once felled a weyr of Dragons.
In terms of destructive power, it easily surpassed even the ruinous breath of Dragons, beings bestowed with the right to tear the world asunder with just their roar, and so it could therefore be proclaimed to be the pinnacle of destructive acts.
Echidna: [Magic, it is a miraculous discipline with the hidden potential to make anything one imagines into reality, were you unaware? The creation of a spell so powerful that it would cause one to scoff at something like a Dragon’s breath was inevitable when considering there were those who wished to surpass it… eventually, a spell even more powerful than the magic capable of plunging a star will be born. Is it not wonderful, that humans truly possess such Greed?]
Such had once been stated to Aldebaran by a Witch with beautiful white hair, a smug expression drawn upon her face.
It was still irritating to remember her smug face from back then, but he did believe that it was no lie or bluff. After all, that smug-faced Witch had personally shown him the real thing.
In other words, this what surpassed even the breath of a Dragon, stood as the zenith―― or rather, stood as the zenith of destruction at this point in history. –Arc 9, Chapter 14, "The Strongest"
That Al Shario could not be defended against, he would not take such an optimistic viewpoint.
In fact, the Blue Lightning, who was considered to be on par with the Sword Saint, had achieved a feat of supremacy unbounded by slaying a falling star with a single slice of his katana during the decisive battle for the Imperial Capital.
That star had been cut down through the combined effect of Cecilus’s swordsmanship and the Dream Sword’s power; he did not think that Reinhard, unable to draw the Dragon Sword as he was, could replicate such a feat.
But, even if it was grounds for being careless, that was no reason to underestimate him. –Arc 9, Chapter 14, "The Strongest"
――The authentic trump card of Natsuki Subaru and Beatrice.
The Magic Crystal Cannon’s fire of obliteration, sent into another space by Al Shamak, was returned to this space by a subsequent Al Shamak, shooting down the starlight that was supposed to mark the demise of the Fortified City.
With the assistance of Cecilus and Halibel, that trump card had remained unutilized for the purpose of slaying the Blight Dragon, and instead, it was employed to defeat the final measure prepared by the Witch to perturb them. –Volume 38, Chapter 4, "Heroic Reveries"
Halibel: “Here’s the deadspot.”
As soon as they said it, the figure advanced in front of the three, and swung the arm they had taken out of its sleeves, tossing something into the white light.
The light possessed the power to swallow everything and turn it into dust. Beyond the barrier that Emilia and Julius had used to hold it back, that too would be swallowed up and then disappear.
Or, so it had seemed.
Emilia: “No way…”
Letting out a voice akin to a gasp, Emilia’s amethyst eyes widened.
Reflected in her beautiful eyes was not the white Death that had been so close at hand, in fact, that had disappeared entirely; and instead reflected was the night sky, covered with thick clouds that had now been hollowed out in the shape of the light.
Witnessing the same thing, both Subaru and Julius were left speechless.
The aurora-clad ice wall that had collided with the light had also disappeared, and the fake Ryuzu, who had used herself as a target, disappeared into the light, leaving nothing behind―― –Volume 35, Chapter 2, "Valga Cromwell's Stratagem"
Subaru’s heartfelt cry was met by Julius’s incantation as he thrust the tip of his sword toward the light.
A rainbow aurora was born, its brilliance collided with the white light like a wall; it just barely restrained the light enough to prevent it from shattering the several ice barriers created by Emilia.
A white light of destruction, and the protective ice wall clad in an aurora.
Unlike the last time, when they had no choice but to face it without sufficient preparation, there was time to formulate strategies against the white light. This was the reason why Emilia and Julius were able to resist the attack compared to the last time. But, even still――
Emilia: “Ugh, yaaaah――Hk!”
Julius: “Guh, kuu… Hk.”
With desperation in their voices, Emilia and Julius fought against the white light.
But, for this to be something that even the combined efforts of these two could not overcome, just how powerful was it? Unable to do anything in this situation, Subaru could only support Emilia’s back as she stood her ground.
Subaru: “Hang in there! You two, keep it up!”
Clenching down on his molars, and unable to provide physical support, Subaru shouted out psychological support.
It would have been nice if that roused the two of them and gave them the strength to extinguish the white light completely, but things did not tend to go so smoothly.
No matter what the situation, salvation would not be suddenly offered out of the void. –Volume 35, Chapter 2, "Valga Cromwell's Stratagem"
Vincent sat on the throne in all his glory, resting his chin on his hands. In his right hand was a metal collar, set with a magic crystal in the center. It was the so-called Collar of Submission, used for binding. It was just one of the meteors that could be found not just in the empire, but around the world. But this collar had an added value that made it unique among all meteors: It had been around the neck of the Sword Saint.
“Moguro Hagane.” Dangling the collar from his fingers, Vincent called one of the Nine forth. In response, a Steelfolk, their body resembling an amalgam of metal and ore, looked up at the emperor. Vincent nodded. Then he turned his gaze to the ceiling of the great room— no, to the entire Crystal Palace. “I grant there were some surprises along the way, but I believe you managed to drink in the nectar of the Sword Saint. How much were you able to fill?”
“...Two shots worth. No, if push comes to shove, 3 shots worth.” –Ex Volume 4, "Imperial Diplomacy of Bloodshed", Section 21
This is why I keep saying it makes zero sense to act like Cecilus, Halibel, and Al Shario are actually comparable to Reinhard in power normally. It is entirely because he is nerfed. Mind you that enough for three shots of this canon was sapped from Reinhard when he one-shot Cecilus in ex 4. It's just not a take that should be taken seriously.Found an absolutely horrific line of AP scaling:
Al Shario is greater than Dragonbreath:
Al Shario is superior to Cecilus without his Enchanted Swords:
The Magic Crystal Cannon can shoot down Al Shario:
Halibel's deadspot ability can easily neutralize a shot from the Magic Crystal Cannon:
Emilia and Julius together can temporarily hold back the Magic Crystal Cannon:
The Magic Crystal Cannon is powered by some of Reinhard's "nectar":
Note that the explosion of the Star hit both VolcanicAl and Reinhard, only Reinhard was entirely uninjured. How much of this was due to his Divine Protections in unknown:Al Shario
Witnessing it the Dragon spat a curse, meeting the attack with its almighty breath.
Aldebaran: [――――]
A moment later, dazzling crimson and white light consumed the sky, creating the illusion that the night had come to an end.
Originally, the scene was supposed to be that of Reinhard being struck by a star, but with this event’s occurrence being actively perverted, the night sky being set ablaze was the conclusion, simple as. ――False, as the story was not drawing to a close yet.
The shattered star burst into innumerable glittering fragments, carpet bombing the Sand Sea.
Aldebaran: [Gu, uuu…]
Naturally, Aldebaran, who was on the ground, was also blown away, his entire body accumulating several burns as he collapsed onto the sand.
Soon, he heard a rumbling that did not resemble that of a falling star from not too far away, and with difficulty he turned his neck to look towards the place it came from, where he saw “Aldebaran”, with a broken wing and another that had been severed, having powerlessly fallen to the ground.
And then――,
Reinhard: [It is regrettable that it had to come to this.]
Towards the collapsed Aldebaran’s side, Reinhard walked.
Leaving aside the half-dead Dragon and Aldebaran, he had been swallowed by the cataclysmic light of a star, yet did not seem to bear any signs of such.
He had heard that the Sin Archbishop of Greed had killed Reinhard once, but how had that been done?
Alas, Reinhard, bearing a look of shame, believed that the fight had already come to an end, and perhaps sadly, Aldebaran had no method with which to overturn this.
Indeed, Reinhard had judged correctly. ――For the eight-thousand-four-hundred and sixty-sixth time, it was his victory. –Arc 9, Chapter 14, "The Strongest"
Typical re0 powerscaling consistencysnip
Fortunately, all of their arc 1-3 shop specials are edited by Tappei & compiled in the season 1 bluray bonus Camp Formation Story (Each of the 4 camps has one of these, but only Felt's is translated). Then after that is just The Golden Lion and the Sword Saint (Tanpenshuu 4) and Riot in Flanders (Tanpenshuu 10).The Felt and Reinhard dynamic is great, I have to get to their side stories at some point to see more of it.
Toska being the true ancestor of House Astrea was expected, but him being the second-generation Sword Saint and the first one to have the Divine Protection of the Sword Saint is a pretty big loredrop.
No, his kid is.Toska being the true ancestor of House Astrea was expected, but him being the second-generation Sword Saint and the first one to have the Divine Protection of the Sword Saint is a pretty big loredrop.
MTL-diffedNo, his kid is.
Heinkel is definitely no Reinhard, but he's been shown multiple times to be very strong, he just always gives up whenever he fights stronger opponents, hopefully things will change in arc 9, I'd love to see a Heinkel vs Wilhelm fightAnd the Successor of Astrea side-story has baby Heinkel giggle when Wilhelm pressed a sword to his neck, just like Cecilus... Heinkel is definitely the Astrea I'm most interested in, with this and his weird toughness, alongside his interesting character and the mystery of what really caused the rift between Reinhard and him.
Heinkel basically gets the Jogo treatment. Super strong but always ends up facing stronger foesHeinkel is definitely no Reinhard, but he's been shown multiple times to be very strong, he just always gives up whenever he fights stronger opponents, hopefully things will change in arc 9, I'd love to see a Heinkel vs Wilhelm fight
EasilyVolume 40 may be a top 5 Re:Zero volume...
Shouldn't it be Regulus instead of Reinhard? But well Boros scene is iconic, I guess we'll see which one is better when we see the Re Zero moment animatedBoros vs Reinhard. Who threw the invincible character to the moon better?
Around the thick neck of the King Pig, a fine steel wire was wound around several tens of times, applying pressure to his trachea. Doltero had resisted that strangling by slipping two fingers in, but those fingers sunk into his neck and lost their function, and with blood no longer circulating to his brain, his large body finally fell to its knees.
Having fallen to his knees, Doltero was surrounded by the fifty-five collapsed subordinates who had accompanied him.
While taking on this King Pig, he had taken down the other men one-by-one, an effort that had literally broken his bones, cleaved off his flesh, and robbed him of his life numerous times. ――In total, twenty-three thousand and eight times.
With this many attempts, this was among the top-class of Aldebaran’s veteran history of losing battles.
Of course, one contributing factor was that the organized attacks of the King Pig and his underlings of the Black Silver Coin had been exceedingly thorough, but the primary cause had been Aldebaran’s own lack of talent.
The steel thread entangled around Doltero’s neck was not one that extended out from Yae’s hand, but from the hand of Aldebaran, who had borrowed one of her rings.
Manipulating a steel thread with a single finger, he had closed in on Doltero’s fierce attack one move at a time and affixed a thread to his neck, tying it around to apply as much pressure as he could to that thick neck. ――Amidst this harsh Territory, learning the Steel Thread Technique from square one until it was viable for him had required the time of over twenty-thousand attempts.
Yae: [Haah~, you’re outrageous, Al-sama. I was proud that no~body in the village except me had been able to learn it, but isn’t this now a disgrace~?]
And, beside Aldebaran as he stood out of breath before the silenced Doltero, Yae, having strung every last adversary aside from Doltero in the air, spoke so.
Her eyes, narrowed like a cat’s, observed Aldebaran’s Steel Thread Technique that had tied up Doltero. Be that as it may, it was impossible for him to easily accept that praise.
Aldebaran: [Don’t be ridiculous. With just a single finger, all the muscles from the top of my head to the tips of my toes are on the verge of cramping. Doing ten times that with ten fingers, are you actually super muscular despite looking so thin?]
Yae: [Eh~, are you taking an interest in what’s under my uniform, Al-sama~? I’ve given you so many chances to check for yourself, and yet you were always so mean as to turn me down.]
Aldebaran: […The ring, let me borrow it for just a little longer.]
Heinkel: […Aldebaran, you, what’s really the deal with you?]
Aldebaran: [Hm?]
Heinkel: [You, had absolutely no chance of defeating that pigman. He was someone who utterly exceeded you in both skill and power. And yet, you were the one who won in the end. And mostly unharmed at that, overwhelmingly so.]
Aldebaran: [――――]
With eyes as if he was beholding someone truly august, Heinkel spoke thus to Aldebaran.
Listening to Heinkel’s words, Aldebaran revised his evaluation of him to that of a man who was quite observant.
Perhaps precisely because he had been watching as an onlooker, Aldebaran’s irregularity had left more of an impression.
Neither was it that Aldebaran had grown strong, nor was it that he was a strong match against Doltero. If it must be said, it would have appeared as if he had won by piling up a hundred lucky shots.
Yae: [This goes without saying, but… rather than tying them up, I’m better at strangling people to death, this little ol’ me.]
Every so often, for various reasons Yae would speak words to tempt Aldebaran, but even more so than when those whispers tried to lure him to the bedroom, these struck Aldebaran’s eardrums in a much more alluring manner.
Unlike Heinkel, who was unable to demonstrate his true strength for emotional reasons, the reason why Yae could not show her true worth was none other than because she was abiding by Aldebaran’s ego.
Were he to lift that restriction, the forest abundant in cover would instantly become Yae’s hunting ground. ――Even if the opponent was five-hundred strong, it would not take much time before the green leaves were all stained with blood.
Rachins had fallen, and even Doltero, who had rushed to the scene, had been utterly defeated.
Although he had estimated it to be a possible outcome, Rom-jii could not hold back his surprise at the defeat of the King Pig, having known the latter for quite a long time.
Rom: [If he’d been born a mere ten years earlier, his name probably would’ve gone down in the history books tellin’ of the Demi-Human War.]
The person in question would have likely laughed at that statement and brushed it off as an exaggeration, but in Rom-jii’s mind, it was a fair assessment.
But, then again, the Demi-Human War had not been such a close affair that Doltero alone would have been able to make the difference between victory and defeat. Even if his name would have been recorded in the annals of history, he most likely would have been among the many who had lost their lives at the hands of the Sword Demon or that generation’s Sword Saint.
In truth, the existence of the Sword Demon was something of a trauma for Rom-jii. Against the lone Sword Demon, even if Rom-jii were to command a force numbering a thousand, he would glimpse no sign of victory whatsoever.
This was not to say that the Sword Demon was the strongest in the world, but rather that his renown made him appear that way.
There were indeed those proprietors of renown such that their opponents would be made to feel that victory would be unattainable, even if that was not truly the case.
Even for Felt, the prospect of competing head-to-head against the big shots of the criminal underworld was unlikely, both in terms of physical strength and intelligence. Nonetheless, they still looked up to her as their queen.
That, was the unshakeable quality known as “renown”. ――Something in which the helmet bastard was lacking.
To put it simply, he did not inspire fear. However, it could be said that it contributed to the unknowns of his character.
Rom: [It might be a Great Spirit I know nothin’ ’bout, or a powerful Divine Protection, or he might be seein’ inside his opponents’ minds; otherwise, perhaps it’s not minds that he’s seein’, but――]
And so, he listed each possibility that came to mind, and made plans to eliminate them one-by-one.
It was hard to imagine that the helmet bastard had a Great Spirit with him, considering his actions. A Spirit’s true talent was magic, but the helmet bastard showed no signs of using a Spirit’s power to overcome this onslaught of challenges. Assistance from Spirits of the Yin and Yang attributes would not have been as noticeable as from Spirits of other attributes, but those Spirits were also of high rarity.
The possibility that one was accompanying him was not zero, but――,
Rom: [It’s of low priority. ――Unit Seven, go east; Unit Nine, proceed southeast. Hurry ta where Unit Six’s fightin’. Nevermind, there ain’t a need ta support Unit Six. Instead, let’s get yer two units workin’ together. Use both Magic Stones and throwin’ stones, we’ve gotta see if we can make him use two or more Divine Protections, no matter what.]
By nature, only a single Divine Protection could dwell within an individual.
There had only been a handful of people in history who held multiple Divine Protections, and the number of people whose Divine Protections both proved useful could only be counted on one hand. ――It was odd that among those individuals abnormally blessed by fortune, the likes of the Sword Saint and the Mad Prince both existed in this current day and age, but there was a possibility that the helmet bastard could be a third one to be added to those ranks.
Henceforth――,
Rom: [You can ascertain someone’s Divine Protection by bundlin’ ‘n stackin’ up hardships, ‘n watchin’ how they handle them. ――It ain’t for nothin’ that I’ve been called the one who’s killed the most Divine Protection holders in the world.]
The effect of the Night Banisher obstructed any eyes in the heavens, and by stacking wave upon wave of Magic Stone attacks to alter the Mana concentration, the area was rendered intoxicating to Spirits, which thus confirmed the absence of any cooperating Spirits. Suspecting a highly versatile Divine Protection, through a combination of short and long-ranged attacks, both physical and magical, the Divine Protections of which he was aware―― which were limited to the ones whose efficiency had been ascertained by using Reinhard as a test subject, had their characteristics targeted, and thus ninety percent of the potential candidates for the current scenario had been eliminated.
Rom: [This ain’t the Divine Protection of First Sight or the Divine Protection of the Second Coming. So if it’s neither the Divine Protection of Stormy Skies nor the Divine Protection of the Tiger’s Den, not many candidates remain.]
The remaining ten percent could possibly serve as one-trick ponies, depending on how they were used, but they lacked the versatility to deal with a situation as dire as this. With that, nearly all the candidates were dropped, relegated to the back of his mind.
From here on out, he would move on to the stage of suspecting something that was neither magic, nor Spirit, nor Divine Protection―― an Authority.
Rom: [Bending the laws of reality itself, wouldn’t that be pride beyond the station of man, helmet bastard?]
Likely, the helmet bastard was using an Authority―― neither was it a Divine Protection nor was it magic, but an extraordinary power said to have once been used by the Witches, a power capable of bending the laws of the world; of this he was convinced. In the past, during the era of the Demi-Human War, when he had been acquainted with the successor to a Witch, Sphinx, she had stated herself to be a failed creation, unable to reproduce an Authority. However, though he had expressed his wish for Felt to gain achievements, with the enemy possessing an ability so desperately coveted by that Witch, this was far too troublesome an opponent.
And though he was loath to admit it, he had narrowed down the helmet bastard’s Authority to one of either “Reading the Thoughts of an Opponent” or “Seeing into the Short-Term Future”. However, at the current point, Rom-jii surmised that precognition had a higher probability than mindreading.
At that moment, he ascertained that the helmet bastard’s Authority was not that of mindreading. That was to say, the true nature of the helmet bastard’s Authority was now mostly narrowed down to precognition.
Even if it had been narrowed down, he likely could not cheer out an “I did it!” with this conclusion. Sphinx had triumphantly spoken of them as powers that twisted the laws of reality, but something like “Precognition” was going too far.
Just how am I supposed to deal with something like that? There’s something wrong with this, seriously.
――The name of that Meteor, was the Star Staff.
The majority of the Meteors which existed in this world were said to be the handiwork of a single Witch, driven by curiosity and desire, simply for her own amusement; the Star Staff, however, was different.
With an aim in mind, the Witch had painstakingly forged a crystallization of her intellect to realize that goal―― that aim, though perhaps something so petty as silencing a quippy Dragon, its power was genuine.
By siphoning Mana from its wielder, and by abridging the procedures, the power unleashed would become the starlight of Shario.
Of course, it was a light insignificant in comparison to Al Shario, which could slay even Dragons; however, its power, which any individual could acquire without study, could still be described as extraordinary.
Pursued by starlight that would ceaselessly track its target until striking true, Aldebaran took every defensive measure he could conjure, but none could withstand the assault while also avoiding injury.
An attack of this nature, which left no route for escape, was Aldebaran’s nemesis. For that reason, in accordance with Aldebaran’s own list of priorities, only one viable option remained.
Aldebaran: [Sorry about this, old man.]
With that muttered apology, Aldebaran caused the ground beneath Heinkel, who had fallen on his bottom upon receiving a counterattack from Gaston, to rise up, thrusting him up as a shield in between Aldebaran and the starlight.
Naturally, realizing his intentions, Heinkel had begun to yell “Aldeba――”, with anger evident upon his face; however, in the next instant, the burst of white light struck the red-haired swordsman, his entire body permeated by an impact that could silence even a Dragon.
Heinkel: [――Kah, oghh, gwoaAHHHhh!]
Aldebaran, who had experienced it firsthand, had suffered damage that seemed to scorch his brain and internal organs to a crisp. However, though Heinkel had fallen to his knees, passing out, he still possessed the leeway to writhe in agony on the spot.
Whether in Vollachia, or that instance with “Aldebaran”, time and again, through brutal struggles was the extraordinary sturdiness which Heinkel possessed proven. ――Having been saved by the resilience that seemed to bring Heinkel himself no gratification whatsoever, Aldebaran looked to where the light had originated.
Aldebaran: […Even if you’re aware of the activation method, that ain’t a Meteor that any half-assed amateur can put to use. How on earth did you manage to activate it?]
Camberley: [How, do you think, I did it…? Hehe, keep guessin’, for the rest, of your life.]
Aldebaran: [――. Don’t tell me, you used Hexcel?]
Blood dripping from his eyes and nose, along with bulging veins on his neck and forehead; this sight led Aldebaran to the conclusion that these were adverse effects resulting from the use of a certain illicit substance.
Commonly referred to as “Hexcel”, it was an illicit drug produced using bokko fruit, which in its raw form had the property of revitalizing the Mana within the body, and the use of Hexcel was prohibited even in the Kingdom of Lugunica. ――Although the drug had a narcotic effect, it would, in essence, generate excess Mana through the activation of the Gate.
Under the effect of that doping, even those unqualified could wield the Star Staff.
Aldebaran: [Even then, your insides’ll be ripped apart. Doing that sorta thing…]
The Mana to operate it was insufficient in him. ――And, as if to punish a wielder in that state, the Star Staff backfired, burning Camberley’s Gate and causing white smoke to billow from the entirety of his small frame.
If an unqualified person were to execute the activation procedure, not only would it fail to be invoked, but there would also be a small penalty. Installed by the Witch who had created the Star Staff, it was a safety measure to prevent children from playing with it. The fact that the Witch believed that this would serve as a safety measure, showed that she really did not comprehend the human heart.
Anyway, the safety measure had performed its task, and Camberley fell backward, passing out――,
Behind Aldebaran, Toto had dropped the iron fan she had raised, struggling to tear away the steel thread wound around her neck. Unable to do so, the sound of her falling down reached his ears.
The doer of the deed, Yae, approached the collapsed Toto, retrieving the iron fan that had dropped to the ground, and spoke,
Yae: [Wow, there’s poison in this. From the smell and color… jiramme, I’d say? It’s an instantly lethal poison, so it looks like you were rea~lly eager to go all out, weren’t you?]
Aldebaran: [You seem young enough even now, gramps, how old are you?]
Valga: [Who knows. I stopped countin’ after a hundred.]
Valga gave a cold answer, but as expected, Giants had quite a long lifespan.
Excluding the elves who were said to live forever unless killed, the longest lived race in this world were probably the Giants. Considering that those Giants were now on the brink of extinction due to having angered a lone Witch, the people of yore must not have known any limits to their rage.
Aldebaran: [A swordsman who went on a killing spree ‘cause his favorite food was Dragon meat, a Witch who almost wiped out a whole tribe due to being angered by a single member, an elf who got caught in the splash of the Witch of Envy, the list goes on.]
Valga: [Ya seem awfully knowledgeable ’bout history for a young’un. Besides, weren’t ya all chummy with the Witch of Envy?]
Aldebaran: [Chummy? Well there’s an unfunny joke.]
In their tit-for-tat, Valga’s voice held a transparent intent to agitate him, however, Aldebaran could not go without refuting that statement.
Something like getting along with the Witch of Envy, even if that evaluation was sarcastic or in jest, he would not let it slide.
Aldebaran: [That one really does hate me to an extreme extent. Not once have our eyes ever met.]
Aldebaran: [So that you don’t wake up for six days, I’ll put you to sleep.]
He had yet to come up with a specific method, but doing that would be the best strategy.
In order to do that, he ordered Yae to move――,
???: [――There you are.]
As if from a stew in which a multitude of poisons simmered, a man’s out-of-place voice hung in the air like a malicious fragrance.
The man had been hiding in the grass of the plain―― with an unsightly appearance, consisting of tattoos of balance scales inked all over his body, he directed his gaze to a spot in the forest, and wriggled his bizarrely large right eye.
With a crookedness as if he had forced in an eyeball that did not belong to him, that gaze of his pierced Yae, who had jumped out in an effort to obey Aldebaran’s command.
The covertness of a shinobi had been seen through by that man―― likely Manfred of the Balance.
Then, Manfred placed his palm over his right hand, and capturing Yae in the gaze of his left eyeball that did not match in size,
Manfred: [Don’t move.]
Yae: [――Hk.]
As soon as the command was given, a slight disturbance was born in Yae’s movements.
Interfering with others through the weight of one’s words was the effect of the Divine Protection of Coercion. However, if the Divine Protection of Farsight had been the one to pinpoint Yae’s position, this made it two unique Divine Protections at the same time.
Aldebaran: [An Apostle of Typhon, are you…!?]
Aldebaran gnashed his teeth, however, Yae overcame the Divine Protection’s power of compulsion in an instant.
With the step following the one disturbed she regained composure, and with a shinobi’s mobility she attempted to extend a steel thread out towards Valga. ――However, upon that one step which had been disturbed, those transcendent would intervene.
???: [――Vengeance for Flam.]
Having hidden in the grass as Manfred had, Grassis leapt up, and drove a kick into Yae’s torso. Yae promptly crossed an arm over to catch it, but the strike from the girl who had mastered the Flow Method at her young age was frighteningly weighty, sending Yae’s slender body a great deal back.
Yae: [Though, I’ve got nothing to do with your big sis!]
Grassis: [Mostly all of you, are vengeance for Flam.]
Receiving Grassis’s loose retribution, Yae’s hand was instantly broken.
Infeasible it was, to peruse the future, to respond to it perfectly, it was all somewhat lacking in realism. To begin with, even supposing he could witness the future, the positioning of the mirror-bearers would be unknown to him.
But, if he had witnessed results even once, it was a different story.
If the helmet bastard’s Authority was not one of looking forward into the future ahead, but rather one of observing outcomes that had come to pass in the future, then his conduct up till this point stood to reason.
He would inspect pockets in order to identify those designated to be mirror-bearers. He would validate its resulting outcome, and go on to the next. Supposing he had repeated this, the actions of the helmet bastard up till this point, and their results, stood to reason.
Rom: [What in tarnation’s that s’posed to be!?!?]
Because it made logical sense, Rom-jii had become incensed, thinking “That don’t make a lick of gosh darn sense!”.
Rom: [――The Night Banisher’s effect’s ta fake night into lookin’ like daytime. By extension, it’s a deceptive veil that shrouds the true landscape.]
Normally, aiming a Night Banishing Magic Stone in the desired direction would be a difficult affair without being a skilled magician, but Rom-jii, having strained his Gate via Hexcel, had been able to bring that about.
But for what reason had he done so? ――Because this was originally one of the stratagems not carried out during the Demi-Human War.
――Targeting an entity that the Royal Army could not disregard, a great magic would be fired to wipe out all the enemies gathered around said being; a variant of a strategy performed in exchange for a life.
Rom: [Back then, the plan was ta target someone ‘n aim magic at their location. But today’s different.]
The deception produced by the Night Banisher extended, with Rom-jii and the helmet bastard in it enveloped.
――Consequently, Volcanica the Divine Dragon, inborne from heavens faraway, the Dragon tasked with terminating this bout, would without doubt lay eyes upon a sprawling plain bereft of people.
Rom-jii and the helmet bastard’s presence there would go unnoticed by the Dragon, thus causing it to attack erroneously.
Having the Dragon fire its breath at a place it thought no one was present in, was Rom-jii’s―― was Valga Cromwell’s method of nullifying the helmet bastard’s safe zone.
Felt: [――Cut it with the crap!!]
In that instant, starlight darted past, smashing through the side of the airborne Dragon’s maw, and the breath that was to be sicced loose veered off towards a different direction, exploding upon a plain that was verily desolate.
Rom: [Wha…]
Jostled about by the humongous plume of smoke and the shockwave, Rom-jii was unable to hold firm, and tumbled over. Dragged by the former’s fall, the helmet bastard likewise raised a cry of pain of “GWOAHH!”.
Had it gone entirely as his own self had anticipated, the unthinkable might of the Dragon’s breath would have, without a doubt, finally driven the helmet bastard into a situation with no escape, leaving him defeated.
And yet――,
Felt: [I had a bad feeling and this is what I find. Being prepared to die and wanting to die right away are two totally different things, you know! Big stupid Rom-jii!!]
The one to roar thus, having smashed Valga Cromwell’s stratagem into smithereens, their red eyes reddened a degree further whilst bearing tears, Star Staff in hand, was his adorable grandchild.
――By his own adorable grandchild, Valga Cromwell had been defeated.
I think this chapter has elaborated that the Star Staff does not actually vary in power based on the wielder. So Echidna's 5-C rating will be changed from "with the Star Staff" to "with Al Shario", probably.Star Staff
I don't think it's fair to compare Volcanica to its dragonhusk, let alone compare it to someone weaker than that dragonhusk.Volcanica
Completely agreeI think this chapter has elaborated that the Star Staff does not actually vary in power based on the wielder. So Echidna's 5-C rating will be changed from "with the Star Staff" to "with Al Shario", probably.
I don't think being braindead or being brainwashed should physically make you weaker, I agree that "Aldebaran" is weaker than Volcanica, but it's not because there's a gap in their physical stats.I don't think it's fair to compare Volcanica to its dragonhusk, let alone compare it to someone weaker than that dragonhusk.
That's interesting, I was more of the impression that it was the Magical Crystal Canon, but Valgren being the one... is certaintly food for thoughtI've seen it suggested that arc 8 Valga's Strategem involved Valgren just as it just involved Volcanica.
An interesting theory, though my impression was that its breath was more flame-like than Vol or Mezo.I've seen it suggested that arc 8 Valga's Strategem involved Valgren just as it just involved Volcanica.
I got the opposite impressionAn interesting theory, though my impression was that its breath was more flame-like than Vol or Mezo.