The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

Status.

Name: Shuuya Kagari

Age: 22

Title: Evil King of Chaos (NEW)

Race: Light Demon Lucival

Combat Occupation: Evil Spear Tree Blood Chain Master

Strength: 22. 9 → 23. 3

Agility: 23. 5 → 23. 8

Stamina: 21. 2 → 22. 4

Mana: 21. 9 → 26. 6

Dexterity: 21. 0 → 21. 1

Spirit: 24. 2 → 28. 2

Luck: 11. 3 → 11. 4

Current Status: Calm

Probably because I absorbed the spirit body of an evil god, even if only a fragment, not just spirit and mana went up, but all the others as well.

Skill Status

Obtained Skills: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , (NEW)

Permanent Skills: , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

The boob double missiles, err, boob water shot out of her twin hills drew a smooth curve, and was poured into Rollo’s and Balmint’s mouths.

Helme donned a somewhat entranced expression.

She’s providing her breast water while adopting a unique pose.

Up until this point there might be no big difference to watering plants.

However, it’s a funny but not erotic sight.

Rather, it’s also a sublime scene.

It looking sublime is probably because of her beautiful appearance, accomplished by the contrast of her bluish black and blue leaves.

“Okay, let’s leave it at that. Rollo’s and Balmint’s bellies are bulging. ” (Shuuya)

“Okay. ” (Helme)

Rollo is cleaning her face with her forepaw, apparently satisfied.

Balmint tried to rub his face with his short leg in order to imitate Rollo, but toppled over.

“Haha, Bal, you’re a dragon. You don’t have to copy Rollo, okay?” (Shuuya)

“Kyu? Kyukyu. ”

Balmint looks as if he wants to say something.

But, he tottered towards the dragon shed, entered through the hole, and curled up.

At that point I hear the sound of running from the hallway.

“Master, it’s a visitor. ” (Isabell)

It’s Head Maid Isabell.

“Who is it?” (Shuuya)

“It’s Mr. Rave Kuzeguile. He’s waiting in the courtyard. ” (Isabell)

The cat beastman Eight Divine Sword King, huh?

However, the Head Maid doesn’t show any reaction to the young dragon.

It looks like she’s currently devoting herself to her professional duties.

“…That guy, eh? Got it. I will head over now. ” (Shuuya)

“Your Excellency, I will go meditating in the living room. ” (Helme)

“Sure. ” (Shuuya)

Helme leaves the room while generating water sprays at her feet.

Now then, before I face Rave, I will take out the Magic Spear Gudorl, which the Evil god Hyuriox’s apostle Pax possessed, from my item box.

I will use it normally without registering it with the item box.

When it fulfilled its job, I will part with Gudorl by using in the middle of the battle, and simply use Magic Sword Beet or such.

Or, if I use employ that move as a feint while summoning Magic Halberd Baldok…

I’m sure it will startle my opponent…

As if giving something unorthodox an orthodox presentation…

While imagining the situation of battling with a somewhat novel appearance, I put on trousers and long, silken clothes in my room.

My favorite, violet armor, which was hanging on a mannequin that had been placed as new addition in my room, is cut open.

I won’t equip it.

I think I will have Zage repair it in due time.

At that point maids entered my room.

“Master, here is your usual overcoat. ”

They apparently brought it over.

Since the overcoat also has some ripped places, it doesn’t look overly appealing, but it can’t be helped.

“Thanks for always taking the trouble. ” (Shuuya)

“No, it’s our job. ”

The maids bowed modestly.

They held up Illias’ Overcoat so that I could easily slip my arms in.

Such kind of casual kindness is nice.

With a feeling of gratitude and a 『Thank you』 to the maids, I pulled the overcoat on, keeping it open to make it easier to fight.

“Master, you’re going to fight against the person sitting in the courtyard, aren’t you?”

“That’s the plan. ” (Shuuya)

“The other day, in the battle against the divine king ranker, you were quite cool. Please do your best. ” (Krychiwa)

Krychiwa says with her fox ears twitching.

It’s cute, but she’s a professional maid. I also braced myself.

“Sure. ” (Shuuya)

I restrain myself from succumbing to the urge of wanting to touch her fox ears, and look at my own arm.

Except for the item box, there’s no armor to be found on me.

The marks on both wrists have grown into showy patterns resembling chain dragons.

Because my upper arms are bulging due to the broken light rings embedded under my skin…I was slightly worried, but in the end it looks like a fashion-based addition.

I’m all set.

I pass through the living room with Helme meditating and its usual, big table, which had a small icon and candle stands placed on top, and go outside though the entrance door.

Then I descended the small stairway following after the terrace, and stepped on the courtyard.

Ah, I need to make this stairway barrier-free for Eva.

I shoot from both my wrists, puncturing the stairway.

I suppose I will plane it in one go ― .

I activated .

A swarm of countless blood chains blows away the small stairway into smithereens.

Alright, the stairway has been destroyed.

Next I focused on and created a wooden slope while imagining the slope to be small, smooth and easy to ascend.

It should be fine like this.

I make the blood chains vanish.

I’m satisfied with the result.

If I had a woodworking skill, I could have probably built it with a better design and efficiency.

While pondering about such things, I turned around towards the courtyard and started to walk.

I can see the cat beastman in the courtyard’s center.

He seems to be meditating while sitting cross-legged on top of the stone paving.

Yui and Kaldo are carrying out an intense mock battle at the right edge of the courtyard where a huge tree is growing.

Both wear light equipment, but because of their many cuts, Yui’s white belly and thighs were exposed. Although blood was dancing through the air, she looked somewhat seductive.

I make it a practice to not look at the part that’s dangling at Kaldo’s nether region.

I shake my head, wiping away the image of his balls.

I pull myself together, and fix my eyes on the beastman.

His drawn four swords and their scabbards had been altogether placed in front of him.

I already understand from just seeing him sitting there.

He was clad in the aura of a master.

…Mana has been leaking from the various large and small longswords. Even just going by his appearance of having both eyes closed, he has no openings.

Clear and serene as a polished mirror and still water. Those are the words crossing my mind when I see him sitting there.

It’s a presence as if he could anytime open his three eyes widely, and catch a bustling fly between the ends of a set of chopsticks.

I address him, obviously breaking that atmosphere.

“Thank you for waiting. ” (Shuuya)

“…Finally you’ve come. I had been waiting for this opportunity, Shuuya Kagari-dono. ” (Rave)

A sharp glint dwells in the three eyes of the beastman.

Even while speaking, he’s maintaining an imposing posture of keeping his spine straight like a samurai.

Besides, there’s his dandy-like voice.

“I was informed that you’d like to have a match with me?” (Shuuya)

“That’s right, an outdoor match. ” (Rave)

“Understood. You’re lucky. I have some free time today…” (Shuuya)

At that point I stopped using honorific speech.

After Rave bowed his head as if harboring feelings of respect towards the four drawn swords on the floor, he grabbed those swords with his conspicuously, gray-furred hands, and stood up.

His upper right and left arms each hold curved magic swords with a bluish white light cladding the blades.

Only his lower left arm is abnormally thick.

That arm grasps an emerald-shining dagger.

Lastly, he held a longsword with a saw blade, which had its hilt covered by leather wraps, with his lower right arm.

He has adopted a stance of having the backs of each of the four blades face into a different direction.

His three, keen eyes reminded me of the two guardian Deva king’s statues. 2 A quadruple blade style, huh…? I can’t see even the slightest gap in his defense.

I silently took a seigan stance with Magic Spear Gudorl.

At that moment, Rave, who had turned the bluish white blade of the magic sword in his upper left arm sideways,

“Third rank of the Divine King Ranking, Quad-Sword Rave. Here I come――” (Rave)

While kicking the stone paving as he introduces himself, he mows down his sword.

It’s a side sweep by a magic sword as if cutting through clouds while containing a peculiar sword aura.

I avoided that cloud-cutting blade sweep at a combat distance just millimeters short of my nose tip while shifting to the right.

Since he’s in the range of my spear, I thrust Gudorl towards Rave’s flank.

I thought the tip of the orange blade would directly hit Rave’s abdomen, but…

“――Sharp. ” (Rave)

…while muttering such short comment, he grasped my whole body with one eye and properly followed the spear’s thrust with two eyes.

Lifting the saw-bladed longsword in his lower right hand, he repels the orange blade’s thrust.

As if saying that the real battle is going to start from now on, Rave clad his entire body in Magic Combat Style.

“Fufu, this is really fun. Now ― my turn!” (Rave)

Changing his body’s orientation, he faces me from the front, and chases me with a forward-bent posture.

He unleashed swift, sword thrusting techniques with the special swords in his four hands.

――Argh.

He shortened the distance in an instant.

I correspond by also cladding my body in Magic Combat Style.

Even while feeling surprised by the quickness of the sword thrusts that surpass my master’s speed, I move my body naturally, twisting and rotating it as needed.

While reliably dodging the sword thrusts――

I went on the defensive while moving so as to draw a full moon with Gudorl which I held in both hands.

I repel a sword thrust approaching my chest with the top part of that moon-drawing Gudorl.

Sparks scattered from the spear that’s similar to Guan Yu’s Green Dragon Crescent Blade.

Rave demonstrates quick sword attacks one after the other.

The tips of his swords seem to multiply.

I repelled an instantly approaching sword thrust with the spearhead’s blade, which is close to that of a halberd.

In the same motion I switch over to aiming at Rave’s eyes with Gudorl.

“――Not bad, you have enough ability to be called Divine King ranker of the Spear…” (Rave)

Rave praises me.

Skillfully changing his timing as if using even that praise as a feint, he mutters “Underworld Reversal――,” and swings a sword from below and above at the same time.

My response is delayed, but I make use of the orange blade’s width.

While stepping back I draw an 8 and then a cross in midair with the spearhead.

I parried the three sword thrusts trying to stab me in succession.

“――Magnificent spear technique――” (Rave)

I return a counter-thrust with Gudorl which I held shortly.

However, the orange blade was easily deflected diagonally by one of the magic swords with a bluish white blade.

Rave performs a feint, using his eye on the forehead and the two eyes on his grim face.

He’s definitely a strong man.

He diagonally swings down his upper arms after walking in a way that shows such a maneuverability that his cat fur flutters. I avoid the two consecutive slashes aiming for the top of my shoulders by twisting my body.

Next I dodge a horizontal slash of the saw blade by crouching.

As return favor I release a from my lowered posture.

Next I unleash continuous thrusts at Rave’s chest.

However, they were lightly repelled by his dagger――

After that both of us repeatedly thrust, sweep, kick, and slash.

Millimeter-thick cuts plaster our ears and cheeks, cut-off fair flutters in the air.

Rave’s black coat gets torn.

A part of his body was cut, too.

The wounds keep increasing in number, but Rave didn’t falter.

Moreover, he keeps unleashing three-chained sword sweeps at a speed that seems to blur the sword tips with the two magic swords he holds with his two upper arms, and the saw blade he’s grasping in his lower right hand.

I focus on a flexible footwork.

I receive and counterattack the three-sided sword sweeps with Gudorl without allowing my body’s focal point to be shaken.

I will make use of the broad, orange blade!

I returned a side sweep that caused a little gall from the right to the left in order to strike Rave’s torso.

However, Rave avoided the orange blade by lowering his stance extremely.

At the same time he unleashes a low roundhouse kick to trip me up 3 I dodged that kick by jumping lightly.

I aim at Rave’s chin with the spear’s butt end, drawing the line of an arc from slightly below.

But, Rave easily avoided the chin blow by bending himself backwards.

Furthermore, he raised the speed by a notch.

Matching his timing with my landing, Rave swings his magic swords down from above his head.

I respond by swiftly raising Gudorl.

I blocked the deadly slash by the bluish white blades with my orange blade.

――Sparks scatter fiercely.

While a dissonant metallic sound reverberates…I capitalize on my physical abilities.

I push back his magic swords with power.

On the contrary, I pressed Rave’s blades towards the stone paving.

The stone paving is shaved off, and sword marks remain as if the paving had been cleaved open while dirt dances in the air.

I await my chance as he’s forced by that strength, causing the power equilibrium to crumble.

…I delicately infer the timing.

In the middle of the swirling dirt that enveloped the stone paving…

At the moment when I decided that now’s the time――

I draw back my body while imagining to stir up the flying dirt.

While instantly lowering Gudorl, I targeted his head――

I made the orange blade rotate vertically as if to cause a new torrent of wind, and swung it downward.

Rave reacts by lifting the magic swords which had been pinned down.

The orange and bluish white blades clash once again.

Without decreasing my speed, I made a side sweep from there, but it was blocked by the saw blade which he had readied with its edge pointing downward.

Rave rotates his body sideways.

While walking briskly as he rotates clockwise, he unleashes a rotational slash as if to cut my ribs.

However, in order to match Rave’s rotational movement, I also dodged with a rotationroulette.

He didn’t come pursuing me.

His movements stopped and he was gathering mana in the saw blade.

At once he thrusts out the linearly-jagged blade as if to scrape off my neck alongside space itself.

A skill? That trust is fast.

I ward it off with Gudorl’s blade, but the blade is repelled, causing my right arm to be grazed and blood flying into the air.

――Ooouch.

Bearing the pain, I targeted Rave’s chin while scooping up the stone butt end located at the rear end of Gudorl, but he took some distance by drawing backwards, and concentrated a mana that’s different from Magic Combat Style into two of his hands.

Mmh? Just like now, some kind of skill?

While releasing a after a sharp step-in, I watched the situation.

“――Haha! Good going!” (Rave)

While laughing, Rave performs a cross block with the curved magic swords in his two upper hands with their conspicuously, bushy fur. While blocking my , he once more extended his jagged sword towards my face.

While dodging the approaching blade by taking some distance at the last moment, I notice red branches sprouting out of the hilts of the magic swords he holds with his left and right upper arm.

What the hell is that?

The red mana branches squirm like living beings, and cover the two hairy arms.

At that moment all the cuts on Rave’s face, neck, and then his whole body healed.

But, there’s an opening.

Targeting the tiny moment where he would stop concentrating after he recovered, I twisted my waist and unleashed a passing the spiraling momentum from my arms to the spear.

――A metallic sound echoes. His arsenal is big.

It was blocked by him crossing the dagger, sword and magic swords in his four hands.

At that point, Rave distances himself once again.

“Phew…It’s been a while since I last felt such a heavy attack. ” (Rave)

He praised me while putting his breathing in order.

With the short break just now he has already recovered his breathing.

I wonder whether it’s some kind of special ‘breathing technique’ (Skill).

“As expected, you’re strong, first-class. There’s no doubt that you’re at the level of a Divine King ranker. ” (Rave)

“That’s only natural, but you as well――” (Shuuya)

I have no intention to allow him to rest up. Next, a , a clad in Magic Combat Style, and a without Magic Combat Style. I shift my timing subtlety while slowing and increasing the pace.

“Ugh!” (Rave)

He exhales and tries to enter the range of his swords, but I have seen through his longsword’s reach, the longest among his swords.

I continuously attack him with with finely shifted timings from within the range of my spear that I maintain with composure.

Rave succeeds in repelling them with the green defense dagger in the hand of his lower left arm.

――Chance!

I release , a skill surpassing .

A black mist clad the surface of the orange blade that was unleashed while spiraling.

However, Rave doesn’t receive the magic spear’s blade, but instead sways his body as if shifting it, and evades the sharp .

Rave tilts his body lowly as if laying on the ground, distorting his posture in the process.

Supporting his big body with just his bulky, left arm, he makes a handstand.

Capitalizing on that left arm, he advances in an irregular trajectory.

Violet blades, likely hidden swords, grew out of the foot tips of his spread legs, and he unleashed a technique, combining swift low kicks and purples sword flashes that drew arcs from below, which I have never seen before.

In a hurry I abandon the fully extended magic spear, and try to keep my combat distance, but as if weaving their way through my defense, the blades extending from his feet strike my right leg all the way, the magic swords that were scythed in an arc from below cut into my upper leg and from the thighs up to the lower part of my abdomen, resulting in me being slashed diagonally.

“Guh――” (Shuuya)

Being cut at the thighs, blood was scattered.

It hurts, but I summon the Magic Halberd into my right hand.

After evading with a rotation, I perform a one-handed cartwheel while disseminating blood into the vicinity. After avoiding the the sword thrusts with their irregular trajectories which could be described as lightning, I repel the slashes drawing an arc from below with my halberd.

The wounds at my legs healed, but this guy is really, damn strong.

Let alone a quadruple sword style, for him to even have hidden blades in his feet…

Let’s face him with my favorite Magic Halberd Baldok after all.

Well, the basic strategy won’t change, though.

“――What’s wrong? Even if you’re a violet death god, don’t look as though you had been injured for the first time in your life. I caught sight of your mana manipulation growing slightly dull. I’m sure you’re not such a weak man, though?” (Rave)

Rave, who returned from his irregular posture to his normal one, talks to me with a composed attitude.

“…I’m weak. ” (Shuuya)

“That’s very doubtful. Since your wounds have healed, it’s obvious that you possess special skills. ” (Rave)

“You also recovered after using special magic swords, didn’t you?” (Shuuya)

“I guess you might call this one of my techniques. By the way, I have mostly grasped the movement of your polished Magic Combat Style. ” (Rave)

“Is that so?” (Shuuya)

I reveal an evil smile and go full throttle with my Magic Combat Style once again.

While in a forward-bent posture, I summon a magic sword into my left hand. I make the dark red blade of the curved Magic Sword BeetPlan A draw an arc towards the lower body of Rave.

It’s the Plan A strategy.

Using his thick left hand as base, he tried to ward off Beet with an irregularly moving sword style.

At that moment I use a skill I don’t use much, a skill I really don’t want to use either, .