Translated: Sei, MTL-sensei-tachi
Edited: Sei, Grammarly no Danna
Source: Syosetu

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SS: The Meaning Of Wielding Power


This will be another SS, this time from Amira's point of view.

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　In the previous battle, I was defeated by a hero clad in lightning.
　She was undoubtedly a strong woman.
　Although she seemed to have little experience in actual combat, she gave me a painful defeat with the help of her talent and a long, thin, sword-like weapon that she had acquired in the midst of the battle.
　I was ashamed of my lack of strength.

"Let's end this here."
"...! Thank you, very much."

　An open space surrounded by rocks.
　Amidst the scorched rocks and the wind-carved trees on fire, I knelt down and breathed heavily on my shoulders ——— bowing to Nero, my master who had trained me to this day.

"Don't thank me. I don't deserve to be called master by you in the first place."
"But..."
"It is the result of your tireless training that you have mastered the art of wearing magic with only fragments of my teachings. I merely filled in the missing pieces."

　I developed my master's technique in my own way and came to master it.
　It wasn't a half-hearted path, but I was still far from reaching my master's.

"I have given you a technique to compensate for your lack of skill, albeit for a short time. It is up to you to make the most of it."

　But after a battle in which I suffered a painful defeat, my master trained me for the first time in several years.
　To be honest, the wounds from being cut by Suzune, the lightning hero, hurt like hell, but it was still more than worth it.
　Above all, it was impossible not to be happy to receive training from my master for the first time in a long time.

"As the heroes will come to this city, you, one of the forces of war, will have no choice but to fight."
"Yes! I will not let anyone pass through me to the Demon King-sama."

　The heroes will attack this city where the Demon King-sama lives.
　Three heroes and one healing wizard.
　There are only a few of them, but no matter how many soldiers there are, they are no match for them.
　I am aware that I have more power than anyone else, and the only thing I can do is to fight to keep the heroes from going to the Demon King-sama.

"...I absolutely must protect the Demon King-sama..."

　I feel that I have to make up for my defeat in the previous battle.
　However, I must make sure that the Demon King is not in any more danger than my own personal feelings.

"...Master, I have one question, if you don't mind?"
"Yeah, I don't mind."

　Master sits down on a nearby rock.
　I decided to ask him what I had wanted to ask him after the previous battle.

"Master, are you still trapped ...... in the urge to fight?"
"..."

　Master was defeated by Rose.
　He had his red magic sword, which was the symbol of my master, broken, and was then hit by her fist, causing him to be seriously injured.
　The wounds healed quickly after the battle, but my master looked a little different than before.
　The master now had lost the sense of being constantly sharpened that he had before the battle took place.

"No, that's not happening anymore."
"...May I ask why?"

　Master had wanted a fight with Rose so badly.
　Was there something in that battle that made that urge disappear?

"I guess that means I was satisfied with my fight with Rose. As a result, I only broke my magic sword, got seriously wounded, and was defeated ...... the obsession in me had almost disappeared"

　As a matter of fact, I never once fought Rose.
　All I can understand is that her power is not something half-baked.

"She had already overcome her past. She saw the fight with me as just another obstacle."
"..."
"But now I think it was a good thing."

　While sitting, the master takes out a sword sheathed in a sheath from his waist.
　He grips the hilt and pulls the blade out slightly, and continues to speak as he stares at his own reflection in the sword.

"I was the one whose eyes were clouded with anger. I relied on the power of the magic sword and was obsessed with it, so I deserved to lose."
"Are you saying that losing the magic sword was the right thing?"
"At least that's how I see it myself."

　———The magic sword that my master was wielding was one that imparts a curse that interferes with the flow of magic in the injured area.
　Once cut by this powerful weapon, neither healing magic nor even recovery magic will have any effect.

"When I attacked Rose with all my might, I was convinced that I would win somewhere in my heart and let my guard down. Then, I let my guard down and suffered a pitiful defeat. It's a pathetic story, but you could say that it was because of that that I woke up.”

　Master slowly stood up, stood in front of a nearby large rock, and placed his hand on the hilt of his sword.
　Is he going to make a test cut? I tried to follow his movements with my eyes, but my master's sword was already out of its scabbard, the tip of the sword pointed toward the ground as if my master was relaxed.

"It's a sword, it doesn't matter which one you use."

　At the same time as he spoke, the large rock in front of master's eyes shifted at an angle.
　I could not help but be stunned as I watched the large rock fall to the ground, making the ground shake.
　I couldn't even see the movement of the sword swinging.

"Even if you don't rely on a magic sword, all living things will die if you cut them."

　After saying those words, my master sheathed his sword and turned his back on me.

"———I'm going back first. You are also an important asset to the Demon King's army. Return early and get some rest."
"Y-Yes."

　Master leaves the place as he walks away.
　His swordsmanship, free of distractions, is now so refined that it is unmatched by anyone else.
　The strongest in the Demon King's army ——— now his title is unshakable, feeling as elated as if it were my own, I pick up my own sword once again.

"...I guess I'll just have to work out a little more"

　I am a disciple of Nero Agence, the strongest swordsman in the Demon King's army.
　In order to live up to that name, I must become even stronger than I am now so that I don't lose to the heroes that will come.

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Author's Note:
In a sense, Nero came to his senses after being beaten up by Rose.