The Impossible Fate That Leads To A God Of A New World

Volume 1 - Chapter 2.12

Ah… damn. This… is really humongous.

“EEK…!!? IT’S THE SNOW TSUNAMI!!!” Persia inadvertently shouts and quickly hides behind my back.

“That’s 50 meters high,” Kronos muttered. “We are all going to die.”

Kronos was surprisingly negative.

“We aren’t.” I quickly retorted.

To be honest, this is the first time I’m facing such a thing— and I’m not confident that I’m able to protect them. There’s still some time before it hits us. I hope these swords could handle my power…

A 200m distance run would take about seven seconds… I hope the snow doesn’t slow me down.

After taking a deep breath, I quickly ran forward to the snow tsunami with the ‘Silent Step’ footwork.

“Eh? Why are you charging straight in?” Persia asked hurriedly.

“No time to explain— just stay right there and don’t move an inch!” I ordered.

…With every step I take, the view in front is getting darker.

The tsunami that was inching forward slowly seals away the light on the front and above. The darkening surrounding gave me tension.

Damn… I never knew a tsunami that was this close could be this scary. If I’m not careful— one slightest mistake could get me buried alive.

I can’t afford to let this happen.

Taking the speed of the tsunami into account, I stopped at a point where I could get a good strike with three swings.

Here it comes...!

“Hah…!”

First swing— a diagonal swing downwards to the left with the sword on my right.

The resistance of the snow tsunami is tougher than I thought, but I managed to cut a line out from the snow tsunami.

The blade survived without a c***k…! Unbelievable— this is junk!?

I took a quick step back, opening some distance for the second strike.

Second swing— a backhanded horizontal swing to the right with the sword on my right once again.

Good. The sword made it.

I took a quick step back once again.

Third swing— a backhanded swing diagonally upwards to the left with the sword on my left.

This sword survived too. I doubt he is really giving me junk.

With the triangle-shaped mark on the tsunami that was disrupted by an external force, that place will be the weak point.

‘Silent Blade’ would just puncture a small hole through it… It’s not enough, I need a bigger hole.

As I took a step back, I threw the sword on my right to the tsunami, stabbing it at the centre of the deformed mark.

Then, I took a left stance with my left foot forward—

“Silent Punch.”

BAM!!!

—and landed a right straight punch on the hilt of the sword, using the momentum from the twist of my waist.

With the triangle mark as the centre, the snow sunk inwards with two large, visible cracks spreading to both left and right of the tsunami— a hole was then plunged out from the centre, creating a tunnel fit for several people standing to pass through.

Of course… the tsunami did not stop or slow down even after I punched a hole on it— and what’s more, the tunnel is starting to collapse.

“Lucifer.” Kronos suddenly murmured. “Estimated 19 seconds for the tunnel to collapse completely.”

Crap. I need to be fast.

“I’m coming to get you guys, hold on…!” I said through the earphone.

“Get? What do you mean by get!?” Persia doubted.

“Hey, no, don’t think about it…! There’s no way I’m going in through that dangerous-looking hole…!”

I saw August turning his back— trying to run away from me.

“You are first, August!”

Sprinting past Kronos and Persia— I caught August on his blazer with my right hand.

“Uh, Eh? No, Luc— please, wait, no— AHHHHHHHHH……!!!!!????”

With a turn, I threw him like a spear— he went past Kronos and Persia, flying straight through the faraway tunnel.

After witnessing such a scene, Kronos and Persia stood in their place, in a daze.

“…That was barbaric— GYAAAAAAHHHHHH……!!!?”

Using the same technique, I grabbed Kronos on his blazer and threw him straight through the tunnel.

Then I stared at Persia.

“Hold my sword,” I said.

“P-Please be gentle…” Persia murmured with her face whitened.

As I walk close to Persia and handle her my sword, she makes a cute screech, ‘Eek!?’, or so she shrieks with her eyes closed as she curls herself with her hands.

“Relax… there’s no way I would throw you,” I told her.

I carried her on her legs and back with my arms. Persia, with her cheeks reddens— looks at me with an upward gaze and mutters.

“Is… this the feeling of love…?”

“…………” I was stunned silent with a poker face.

I wondered why she said that.

“—GUH, AH, OW!?”

From the earphone, it seems like August just made a rough landing.

“—GAH, BUH, OOF!?”

Kronos too made a rough landing.

But here’s my answer.

“Unfortunately, no,” I said with a gentle smile.

“Eh— KYAAAAAAAA……!!!!!??”

With Persia on my hands, I carried her and charged towards the tsunami.

Crap, the hole was almost sealed.

I could only force my way in and out.

The closer we got closer to the collapsing tunnel, the more Persia clings to me with fear.

“Hang on…!”

I added a boost with my right leg, attempting a long jump all the way to the tunnel.

During the flight of trajectory, I quickly turned Persia to face me and pressed her head on my chest as I cradled her with my hands.

“EEEEEEKKKKK……!!!!?”

Even with her mouth sticking to my chest, Persia stills trying to scream as hard as she could.

I then extended my legs.

With my legs acting as a spear, I punctured the hole once again and got inside the tunnel. Then my back acts like a sledge— sliding across the tunnel and finally getting out at the end.

“Hup.”

I landed safely with both of my feet sliding on the snow.

“My… my hero~!”

As if those words were a punchline, Persia hugged me as if it’s the most natural thing to do.

“Stop joking. Can’t you at least do me a favour to fight properly?” I retorted Persia as I put her down.

…And here I was doing all the work.

“G-Guys…? What just happened…?” Sherry suddenly interrupted. “There’s a lot of noises…?”

I was surprised that Sherry didn’t hear anything just now.

“Nothing much Sherry~ We just encountered a snow tsunami,” Persia replied.

“Yeah, a big one,” I added.

I took back the sword from Persia.

“Are you guys alright now?” She asks worriedly.

“…Kuh— Ow…?! Of course… we aren’t…!”

August struggled to crawl himself up from the snow, as he stabbed his sword on the ground— pushing himself up.

“Guh… it was, definitely, bad luck… to be picked to this team.”

Kronos who was laying on the ground, mumbled as if it was the last of his strength left.

“We are fine,” I replied, and gently kicked Kronos on his leg. “Just continue to fly your way there, Sherry.”

“…N.”

With that, I opened the map to see where she is. With the pointer moving faster, it’s clear that she’s increasing her speed to the right end corner of the map.

Persia who was right next to me, staring at the map— jerked my sleeve with her fingers.

“…Say, if by chance— Kuroyuki let them live, do you think they will be aiming for a pincer attack?”

As I was just going to reply to my answer vaguely or just to laugh it off— Persia’s serious expression caught my attention. She’s the type to be serious when she needs to, the type to have fun when she needs to.

“Hah. I know what you are worrying about, Persia.” I said with a gentle smile.

Hearing that, Persia paused for a moment. I was wondering if she was surprised by it. But then she lets out a smirk.

“Really now? Then what am I worrying about~?”

“Hmph. I’m not so weak to be needing your protection, my dear Persia.”

“Eh~ You rejected the protection from the eldest daughter of the Silverlight family. To any of the worldwide nations, that’s a big loss, you know~?”

I gently knocked Persia’s head with my knuckle.

“Owie~?!”

As she cradles her head with her hands, Persia stares at me with a pair of poor-looking, teary eyes— like a puppy.

…Stop acting pitiful.

“Worldwide nation? You are merely just a sixteen-year-old, like me. Now, why would you care about that?”

“Because it’s all for your sake…”

As she murmured, Persia looked away and pouted with a displeased look.

I was dumbfounded.

…My sake?

I don’t understand what she meant by that. The way Persia interprets made me feel like she already knew me for a long time, and she’d been behaving as such ever since we met. Somehow, there’s a feeling deep inside me that somehow agrees with it— yet, I don’t have a single memory about her existence.

I reached out my hand and gently moved Persia’s cheek to make her face me.

I gave her a solemn look.

“…You think too highly of yourself, Persia Silverlight.”

I said her full name on purpose— it was to make clear of our relationship.

…It may be harsh, but I’ve already held back my words. If my words were to be a little more excessive or harsher, then I would’ve clicked my tongue and told her ‘Who do you think you are?’.

We are familiar with each other, but not so much. There’s still a line— a wall between us that we had yet to shave it off.

And… I’m not in any right to accept any kindness.

“If you could be a little more selfish and do things for your own sake, I would be happier,” I added.

I’m sure Persia could understand that.

Just when I thought the atmosphere would turn edgy, where she would’ve kept quiet and looked away— but instead of that, Persia made a bitter smile as she stared at me with a vehement look.

“…I could say the same for you as well.” She murmured.

Then she hugs my arm as if it was the most natural thing to do.

“Hello…? G-Guys— I found them…! They were frozen…!” Sherry suddenly informs.

I quickly opened the map.

With Sherry as the spectator, four red dots appeared.

If those dots were still here, this means they were still conscious inside Kuroyuki’s ice block.

“I don’t think they can take the cold any much longer. Just leave them be.” I replied.

“T-Then, I will head back immediately…!”

“…By the time you reach us, we would most probably already be engaging in combat against what’s left of Kuroyuki’s team. So I need you to stay on air, do not engage in combat and avoid their sights.”

“Why?” Sherry complained. “I want to help!”

“This guy wants a sneak attack, Sherry,” August said. “A dirty battle strategy but extremely reliable at all times.”

“Indeed. An undeniable fact.” Kronos conceded.

…They seem to have a grudge on me now.

“I understand…” Sherry replied, her voice seems to be a little despondent.

From the map, Sherry’s arrow is facing back to us now, Blaze already flew back to us, and is currently in the sky.

As well as… the two new red dots right in front of us.

Just when I close the map and raise my head—

“O-Oi!!! Look out!!!”

CLANG CLANG CLANG THUNK!

—I saw Persia standing in front of me, with her skirt flipped up.

Though there are quite some other few things that caught my attention, the first thing to capture my attention, was the content underneath Persia’s skirt that was put into plain sight— the kind of elegant undergarments that refused to release one’s gaze once a pair of eyes were attracted to them.

Aside from the pantyhose, I assumed they were a tidy and pure white, with strings.

Those types that my little sis likes to wear.

—gasp.

Once remembering Restia, I came back to my senses.

Persia’s panties— no, I saw Persia, which was clinging to my left arm just a second ago, is now in front of me. The golden card, to be precise, the Queen of Golden Hearts which she held on her right hand— she did three instantaneous strikes on the sword that was flying towards me.

I could tell that she strikes three times because of the bright golden light that was left behind from each swing. There are three strings of light, three of it intersected at the same point— so I’m sure she cut it three times with that card.

Is she trying to stop that sword…?

When I realised, the sword that Persia is trying to stop— is the sword that Kronos lent me. The sword that I blasted it far away with a punch.

Someone threw it back.

…Kuroyuki Shiroha.

She’s the only one who could pull off such an amazing feat.

She really deserves applause. The aiming was so precise that it would definitely stab me on my chest if I didn’t move at all.

How did she pull it off— I see, so there’s icing on the sword.

She coated the sword with her ice and threw it back while controlling its trajectory. This means it’s like a homing missile.

Judging from Persia’s mid-air posture, she would definitely move a little more to the right afterwards— with her in the way of the sword’s trajectory, it would definitely pierce her.

The Persia Silverlight that both me and Nightwalker have known wouldn’t make such a big mistake. We both know she’s good enough to make such a judgement.

This means Persia voluntarily wants to shield me with her body.

What about August, who’s right next to the sword…?

He’s the one who warned me— and a little more, the sword he’s swinging down with both of his hands is going to hit it.

His outstanding judgement and quick decision surprised me.

But the only thing is— is he trying to protect me, or Persia…?

Just when I was wondering where Kronos, the corner of my right eye caught a glance at him.

He was nudging his glasses with his right hand.

He had a frown look.

The forefinger of his left hand pointed downwards— with that look and his posture, it seems like he was pointing his finger to the ground by an act of surprise.

This means he’s trying to push the sword down with his powers…?

I wanted to see how things would go, but— I can’t let Persia to be out of the game just yet. When the sword stabs her, she would be sent out from my team.

I can’t let that happen.

“Ugh…!”

WHAM!!!

In an instant, I took a step forward to get close to Persia and gently placed them back on my palm on the right side of her waist, stopping her from moving into the sword’s trajectory. Then I took the sword I have, backhanded, and stabbed it downwards onto the sword— as well as destroying Kuroyuki’s coated ice.

The snow scattered, a hole was formed.

When I made sure that the sword wouldn’t move anymore, I quickly raised my head and scanned the area at the front, and noticed Kuroyuki.

At the same time, she noticed me too and gave me a smile.

Yup, it’s her.

Fortunately, it doesn’t seem like she had any intention to attack for now.

Very well. There’s still some time before we’d actually fight.

So I turned to face August.

He was pushed back by my sword blow.

August is looking at me with an extremely surprised expression, it was like he didn’t expect any of that to happen.

I thought you tasted this once from Nightwalker? Well, whatever.

“You alright?” I then asked.

“Y-Yeah…”

As he replied, I noticed that the corner of his mouth twitched upwards. It was like, he’s smiling…?

…It feels a little creepy.

“N…… My side… hurts.”

As Persia’s weak voice came from my left, I turned to face her with my brows frowned.

When Persia gently placed her hand on the side of her waist— the place where I stopped her, she made a pained look and was breathing heavily.

It looks painful, and perhaps it would be my fault, but despite this— I’m not in any mood to feel any sympathy for Persia.

“Or do you prefer your sides to be pierced through, hmm?” I told her angrily.

Seeming to understand something, Persia’s expression turned anxious. Her head then hung low with a depressed look, with her hand grabbing my sleeve.

“I… just want to protect you…” She murmured.

At that moment, I’m sure Persia could protect me while leaving herself unscathed. This is why her reply did not let me feel persuaded.

In fact, I think she’s trying to tell me something that she doesn’t want others to know. She’s hiding something. But even if I ask ’Why?’, I don’t think she would let me know the actual answer.

Perhaps Persia couldn’t sustain from my silence— she then reached for my hands and grabbed

them, then she immediately raised her head and stared at me with an upward gaze.

“Lucifer… Please believe me.” She said.

There’s only one sentence— and nothing else.

“……!”

Persia had tears on her eyes.

It’s like she’s asking for help.

“…Why me?”

I lowered my voice. It’s not to let anyone else hear me.

“Because… you are the only one I can count on…” Persia murmured.

“Luc.” August suddenly called. “The princess is here.”

Not giving a second thought, I gave Persia a nod as an agreement and faced the front.

Persia seemed to have gotten my message— she squeezed my hands with hers for a quick second, then gently released them and retreated back to my rear.

I saw Kuroyuki standing afar with purple hair— I mean, Rumelia Heartlock, Kronos’s girlfriend.

“Achoo…!”

Kronos suddenly sneezes.

There’s an incoming video call— from Kuroyuki.

Calling your enemy…? Is she crazy or too confident…?

Kuroyuki made a gesture with her hand, telling me to accept it… or else.

I gladly accepted.