The “Master swordsman” who was reincarnated, wants to live freely - Chapter 63

Translator: Darling | Editor: Nebosuke

“Alia?”

Iris couldn’t hide her surprise as she looked at her friend who was right in front of her.

In all the ruckus, Iris was enveloped by some sort of thread at her hands and feet, limiting her movements.

“!”

“Don’t move. If you move as little as a finger, that thread will cut you down,” Alia said in a very brisk and simple way. 

The thread that had enveloped her was made from the “Black Hole” magic – Alia’s most potent magic.

“Why…!” Iris asked. But Alia didn’t respond.

Alia’s eyes were as cold as the day they first met, she didn’t even look at Iris.

Now suddenly her disappeared friend stood right in front of them, even assaulting her and Mersche – 

Though this situation was really unbelievable, Iris knew what she had to do.

(We need to get to Mr. Schweiss… And in order to do so…)

“..!”

There was not a moment of doubt in Iris’ movement.

Though she was entangled by the thread, she still made a movement to make sure she could call her blade, Purple Lightning.

The thread wounded her, made her blood spill out of her body, yet Iris did not care.

“…”

Alia was looking at her as she did, not once looking over at the commotion behind her. And though Iris was about to flee, Alia didn’t move a centimeter.

– The one that moved was the other one instead.

“Lady Iris, please don’t do anything unnecessary.”

“..Hm?”

As she heard these words, the thread around Iris became looser and looser.

Mersche threw a knife to cut the thread instead.

“Mersche…!?”

“These two are our enemies-  Well then…”

As she spoke, Mersche looked over at Alia.

She seemed surprised, but soon Mersche dashed out in the opposite way.

There was no sign of hesitation in her movement. After she freed Iris, she soon moved over and looked at the other assailant.

She took out a short blade from her bosom – And with that, Mersche started fighting the assassins.

“Lady Iris, I will leave that one to you.”

“…I am sorry. Thank you.”

After all, Mersche was working as Eina’s escort – Perhaps Mersche’s experience even exceeded that of Iris.

Iris once again faced Alia.

“…There is much I want to ask you – But, in order to get an answer, I have to fight you. Don’t I, Alia?”

“Sure, come at me.”

As Alia said this, she quickly closed the distance between herself and Iris.

Iris responded rightly so towards this.

After they again had some distance between them, they stopped.

Alia prepared her two blades while Iris called her lightning and called forth her blade.

They had fought each other more than enough in mock battles, but they never went full out.

As they once fought alongside each other against the Swordsman Gang, they now stood on opposite sides of the battlefield against one another.

“…You’re serious about this, huh?”

“You too, Iris.”

“Hey. Why… are you here? I was so worried… And yet, here you are, hunting down your friend?”

“…This has nothing to do with you, Iris.”

“It has nothing to do with me, you say?! As you friend, I—“

Iris was interrupted by a loud sound coming from outside the arena, and a yellow flare that came after.

And then there was also Alia’s confident attack.

Their blades clashed, and their eyes met.

“I have nothing to discuss with you right now, Iris.”

“…!”

There was no explanation or anything like it.

Iris amplified her magic, and lightning began striking down in the area around her.

Alia noticed it, and immediately distanced herself from Iris.

Then she created black holes around herself. With these Black Holes, she would be able to attack Iris from various angles.

..This was just the type of magic an assassin would use.

(No time to hesitate… I have to stop Alia.)

Iris gripped the hilt of her blade firmly and prepared to fight.

They dashed at each other again – Alia and Iris’ fight had begun.