CH 26

"You guys aren't justice... you're just a bunch of trash!"

Vita screamed at the men in black with her last bit of strength. The fox-eyed man shrugged his shoulders at Vita.

"With such a beautiful appearance, you must be a daughter of a noble samurai, right? Someone like you could never understand our ideals."

The man pushed his arm towards her, revealing a gray stone bracelet on his wrist. Faint magical power radiated from it.

"Let me introduce myself before your end. My name is Nia Vincent! I am one of the seven executive members of 'Vampurgis'!"

As he shouted his name, his magical power overflowed. Phosphorescent gray smoke poured towards Vita.

"Now, despair, little girl!"

"Eek!?"

Facing the man who was approaching her, Vita finally let out a scream. She was already unable to move due to excessive bleeding. Even if she could move, the other black-clad men were stepping on her limbs and back, rendering her immobile.

She couldn't even activate her wind-manipulating short sword without holding the handle. She was completely trapped.

"You can see it just by looking. She still has a good body despite being young. Come on, from now on, you and I...!"

What does he mean by "you and I"? Vita didn't know, nor did she want to know. All she could do was wait for the moment of despair while trembling in fear.

"N-no, noooooo!"

And so the girl was about to become prey to evil - at that moment, a thunderous shout echoed from the distant heavens.

"Don’t mess with me!" And then...

"Gugaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

The foxy-eyed man was cut in half, and his torn body fell to both sides. A massive amount of fresh blood splattered everywhere.

The men in black were momentarily stunned by the sudden attack, and then they started shouting in anger, "Who the hell are you!? How dare you attack our comrade!"

But 'he' did not flinch at all. Instead, he glared at the men with tremendous anger, keeping them at bay.

Ah...Vita could feel his fighting spirit from the bottom of her heart. This is the real "wrath of justice". He is indeed the "knight of justice" that she dreamed of in her childhood.

While relieved, Vita desperately called out his name. "Ugh, Kurou...san!" You came to help me after all! You came to save me when I was about to succumb to despair!

"Be careful, Kurou-san! They are a dangerous group of black magicians!"

That's right. It's too dangerous, with all dozens of them holding what appeared to be magical weapons. It's not a fight he can take on alone.

However, despite her warning of the danger, Vita didn’t witness him being intimidated by anything. In fact, Kurou became even more determined, "You evildoers who harass innocent people and disturb the peace! I will judge your sins!"

Wooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

At that moment, an electric shock ran through Vita's body. The intense, overwhelming sensation made the pain in her chest disappear. In front of the gallant man, she forgot all about her dire situation.

"Ah, aaahhhhh, Kurou-san, Kurou-san...!♡"

――I can say it with certainty. I have completely fallen in love now. He's the only one I can see. I can only imagine a future where I am embraced by that brave hero.

"Let's go to battle!"

And with those words, the fierce fight begins, pushing Vita's excitement to the limit. Kurou dances, Kurou slashes. He cuts

and cuts without any hesitation, using his own body like a disposable weapon.

His figure wielding a black sword is truly that of a demon. Before they knew it, the black-clad soldiers were trembling with fear and unleashed all their weapon's abilities without caring about running out of magic.

Fire, thunder, and ice were unleashed, creating a storm of attacks that could easily kill a person. But Kurou charged fearlessly towards his enemies.

"Ahhhhh!"

He let out a fierce yell and continued to cut down the group of enemies. He did not care about being grazed by numerous attacks as he destroyed the evil ones.

Vita watched his actions, crawling on the ground and looking up at him like he was a god. 'Ah... I don't know if I can become a knight of justice... But I want to be a woman who can stand proudly by your side!'

Her feelings for Kurou never ceased. Respect turned into love, and the love she felt turned into desire. She used that as her strength.

"Wake up, Purple Grudge Wind Blade―Fragarach!"

Vita gripped the magic sword at her waist. At that moment, a purple wind blew fiercely. She shouldn't have been able to move a single finger. She was losing blood and oxygen, and her heart was on the verge of stopping. But…

‘I don’t care about that! If I can't fight even a little bit here, then I am not worthy of Kurou-san!’

The girl gathered all her strength and rushed towards the black-clad men, enveloped in the wind. They were the last group remaining in this place. They tried to attack Kurou from his blind spots, but Vita pointed her blade of murderous intent towards them.

"Dieeeee!"

And with a swift swing of the wind blade――! Before they could even react, their heads were already severed. The blood of the wicked splattered and a sense of achievement as a knight filled her chest.

"I...I did it too…"

This time, she truly reached her limit. Vita collapsed on the spot. But just before she hit the cobblestones, a sturdy arm caught her.

"K...Kurou-san…"

"Well done, Vita. I'm grateful to you."

"Aah...!"

Tears overflowed from her eyes at the words sent with a smile. She couldn't stop them, even if she wanted to. Her vision was already blurry from blood loss, and it only became worse.

"T-Thank you, Kurou-san...! Thank you so much!"

She was grateful for saving her from the fate of falling into darkness and even death. With overflowing emotions, the girl returned a smile softly, expressing her heartfelt gratitude. The end.

While on the other hand…

"Well done, Vita. I'm grateful to you. (Thank you so muchhhh!!! My whole body is aching from fighting! Thank you for saving me with that body of yours!!)"

Kurou may have been even more grateful to her than Vita was to him. His gallant figure was just a fleeting façade. In reality, he had been forced into enemy territory and was swinging his blade while nearly in tears.

‘Dammit, my muscles are about to tear apart, and I've been hit everywhere! I thought you would take them down without a scratch, what the hell, Muramasa-san!?’

――Weak, insufficient physical ability, my misfortune――

‘Haaaaaahhhhhhhhhh!?!!?!? What the hell are you sayingyyy!?!?’) Kurou had an internal argument with his sword. Unaware of the ridiculousness inside his head, Vita expressed her gratitude.