Chapter 62 - Emmy: I Don’t Care About Being A Princess Anymore. After All, I… Part 1

I can feel my heart getting colder and colder until that oppressive yet gentle feeling along with a sweet scent coming from Russell embraces me from behind which melts it in an instant. I feeeeeeeel so happppppyyy.* Just kidding~ but I feel I can now blow off anyone who gets in front of me except that right now, something else is forcefully stealing my eyes. It's a jet black sword. A sword which gleams with the color of the deepest of the nights as it is covered by dark magic. The power brought upon by the saint sacrificing his own level and power to get. Born from his desire to fight, a power only unique to Russell. And I am now wielding a sword that holds that power. A sword made by dwarves using fangs of a fire dragon coated with steel that can transmit mana which makes it probably one of the strongest swords in the world. What a splendid blade. Looking at its appearance which allowed the dark mana flow on it beautifully made me realize immediately that this is how this sword displays its true abilities. I move my gaze a little beside me and met Russell's eyes. He's wearing such a serious expression on his face but… I believe the tender and caring feeling under the same gaze like how he was way long before isn't just my imagination. That's why I– [Thank you.] A single line full of meanings. His gaze that he keeps on me helps me calm my nerves that had been full of tension earlier. Then. [No worries.] Russell too replies with a one-liner. A shorter exchange compare with his conversations with Sybilla-san. But even so… I can confidently say that we are able to say the things we want to tell each other with just that. I've been looking at Russell and Sybilla-san's conversation earlier the whole day and felt jealous. Thinking about it now, I really am a horrible person. Even though I have what Sybilla-san feels the most jealous about all this time. The happy and fond memories Russell and I had ever since we were young. –Even though the connection that would allow me and Russell to talk the same way he talks with Sybilla-san had been always here all this time. There's just this only one reason I can't be Russell's partner. It's not about whether he's a saint or a dusk magi and obviously not something about Russell himself that I figured out. It's that I'm always about myself and did not put the effort to understand anyone around me. I return my gaze to the battlefield and see how Sybilla-san is doing her best buying time for Russell to use his enchantment magic on me. Walls made of stone crumbles one after another but beneath their rubbles, new one continually rises. But… as news walls are replenishing their numbers, so as the devastating roars filled with magic destroying all of the others. Sweat continues to drench all over her body as she makes another stone wall and immediately drinks a mana potion she has prepared beforehand. …She's working herself so hard all for my sake. Then I can never let her hard work get wasted. [Sybilla-san, sorry for the wait!] [Haa, haaaaa…. You okay now? Emmy-chan…That sword!?] [I'm counting on your continuous support! As for the rest, i'll do it myself!] A shockwave hit the wall Sybilla-san created and made a hole. It let me know the position of the blue giganto closest to us and the moment before the stone wall fully crumbles, I use the hole to pass through and head straight to the giganto as I keep my eyes on it as I slash down my sword! [One–more– huh!?] It's the same persistently durable armored blue gigantos from earlier. But… My sword has smoothly made its way into the blue gigantos arm covered in armor as if I was using a newly honed knife to cut through butter. The gigantos arm falls and makes it way beautifully on to the ground. The armor that I've been hitting with my all since earlier felt like the cookies Frediraca-san brings back coming from her business trips. So unbelievably brittle. I didn't think that the ability to ignore any defense is this amazing. So this is a sword of dark attribute is like…! [GuuuagaAGAGAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!] The arm landed on to the ground and the blue giganto rages as it obviously swings its left arm to the closest available target which is me. I use my other hand to lift my dragon shield and receive its attack. Defense is really my specialty after all. A fist of a blue giganto which specializes in magic cannot harm me. However… it doesn't need to be mentioned but that doesn't mean I will let my guard down against it. But Russell, despite being a mage, took this fist as well and was able to kill an upper level floor boss with his own hands. Oh Russell, no matter how many times I say this you're just so cool… …Even so, watching how you fight and throw yourself onto the enemy is really painful for me to see… …If these guys did all of this trick just so can they restrict me… If they did this just to mock Russell who wore an armor uncomfortably, then… If you think you've succeeded, then I, being restricted to the point that Sybilla had said it's the level of cheating, will not forgive anyone of you! [TEEEEIIIII!!] I jumped off with my shield raised while holding a sword to the other towards the blue giganto that's casting its magic and pierces its head. I couldn't care less about its armor and dissects it directly into two! This should be obvious but that blue giganto died immediately. With the 'me' right now, these upper level floor bosses aren't as much compared to those black gigantos we've encountered in the lower levels! [Next!] I spotted a giganto which seemed hesitating to go to who knows where and rushed on to it without any hesitation. The blue gigantos magic might have injured Russell but with my defensive abilities, defensive magic and with my own techniques, then as long as I receive it with my shield, then it doesn't do even a tiny bit on me. Besides–! . [! Russell, how are things on your side!?] [I find it easy to deal with these guys if it's just one by one. My senpai Dusk Magi did the same too, right?] [Ofcourse! There's no way a Dusk Magi will lose in a contest of long range offensive magic! It's the strongest class out there, you know!] [Then I really made the right choice!] Sybilla-san is protecting me from all the attacks of blue gigantos from my blind spot and most importantly, she is blocking off all the attacks of the largest one. The largest giganto and the blue gigantos which are close to it prioritizes long range attacks and won't engage in melee unless we get really close. However, because of Sybilla-san, this strategy of theirs feels like it's starting to backfire on them. If this goes on, then the lower level floor boss won't likely make a move until we get close on clearing the small ones. Besides… Russell is right here fighting with me. Me, and Russell, are doing something together. That alone, for me, is something I am really happy with. [EEE–I!] I raise my voice and lift my spirit up as I cut through the giganto's armor. These monsters wearing armors as brittle as wood that are even weaker than enemies in the middle levels pose no threat to me anymore. From there, I slash off its arm and stabs right at the center of its chest and finish the giganto off. Is that my tenth kill? Or so think when a stone wall has fallen around me and I can now see Russell. [….Are you serious, that's really amazing.] Russell says so as he look on to my direction. I look around him counting off seven blue gigantos dead bodies. Perhaps it was a slip of his tongue when he counted the blue gigantos I defeated? ….I really wasn't able to do anything earlier with the giganto's armor until Russell lent me his power but I can see that he doesn't really think much of it even though it's the very important factor. He just looks at the result of my hard work and pauses a bit to give me praise. Russell wasn't really able to do anything when we were partying together and that's how dark magic became a really big reason and identity for the current him. And he willingly lent me that power without asking for any credit or anything. –I don't know but this guy just looks so amazingly dazzling for me.