Knights and Magic Wand
Chapter 714: 333: My Sun

Chapter 714: Chapter 333: My Sun

“… So that’s how it is… Have I been fooled by that jester? What a miscalculation…”

The cool gaze locked onto the figure ahead, the heavy golden spear was lifted once more by her.

“Then let’s continue our unfinished duel, Snake Slayer.”

“Wait! Olivia…!”

Leon tried to stop her from the clash with himself, but the death trajectory that loomed and converged left him drenched in cold sweat and forced to swallow all his words.

Seeing the golden trajectories in the sky converge into one, he withdrew and dodged at the last moment before the attack arrived, almost brushing the edge of the gale, evading Olivia’s powerful strike.

——Boom!!!

The spear’s wind swept across the great river, its heavy pressure stirred up waves like a mighty sea tide.

Grabbing the edge of Kellan’s shoulder armor, Leon pulled him away from the spear’s range, then fiercely threw the critically injured Baron Deer Horn onto the distant beach of the fortress.

His now free left hand drew out the Netti Card, the Boiling Heart activated the magic element within him, and facing Olivia’s relentless deadly hand, he had to fight with all his might.

The Golden Lion Queen did not spare another glance at the Great Knight who tumbled to the ground, the golden spear that missed its mark was drawn back, and as she stepped forward, she spun away.

The trailing white battle robe nearly turned into an afterimage, her figure trampled the earth and pierced through the air barriers, the long spear pressed down irresistibly at the head.

The vision extended.

Olivia’s powerful strike had little variation in the phantom image, the honest spear blade strike was meant to crush the enemy directly.

No time to step forward, death’s crimson reflected in the mind, battle instincts made the wisest judgment.

The rotating of every joint drove Leon’s body to tremble in place.

The subtle body technique made the descending golden spear seem to strike a visual illusion, passing through Leon’s body.

The upright Garner spear shaft in the perfect spin of the Cat Spinning held Olivia’s spear tip.

If unable to deflect her attack, he had to use Olivia’s attack to open up for himself.

Buzz!

Merely grazing the spear blade, the tremendous force made the sturdy Garner tremble, almost causing Leon’s magic wand to fly out of his hand.

His feet, deeply entrenched in the beach, carved out two knee-deep grooves preventing him from being directly knocked into the great river.

And the next moment, without time to stabilize, his gaze was covered by the dragon-like trajectory of the golden long spear.

He fully mobilized his muscles and bones, forcibly reacting under the continuous attack that left no room for breath.

The brute force flung the soil blocks buried in the shin armor of his lower legs, the Cat Spinning Step, creating one silver spiral after another, dodging and attacking in unison.

The silver-shining Garner wing blade, avoiding the front of the cold gleam of the golden spear, with the light wheel refracted by the blades, in the air with the golden spear, emitted a series of explosive clashes.

Each wing blade swing avoiding the front was sent back by the overwhelming golden sheen, Leon only able to resist, spent all his thinking capability, the high temperature caused by the Boiling Heart making his brain like overheating, steaming with sweat mist.

From the deadly, rapid heavy strike, he hadn’t managed to stabilize himself when Olivia’s attack, like a raging storm, broke through the air towards him.

The gale wrapped by the golden long spear directly threatened the open visor, at the critical moment Leon sidestepped, the spear point grazed his cheek, drawing a bloody streak, the helmet immediately ripped off as the latch shattered and scattered.

Finally managing to dodge by leaning back, he angled the Garner upward, attempting to force Olivia back with a counterattack, yet the Golden Lion Queen simply twisted the spear shaft with momentum, sweeping it horizontally towards his waist.

Unable to dodge, Leon was finally struck heavily, his entire person flies out like a broken kite, crashing onto the ground raising a screen of sand and dirt.

With a muffled groan, he bore the severe pain in his waist, supporting himself with the magic gun trying to stand.

Olivia, however, gave no chance to breathe, leaping into a pursuit, both hands reversed, plunging the spear down from mid-air with murderous intent.

Leon, disregarding appearance, rolled aside, narrowly avoiding the fatal strike.

The golden spear penetrated the ground, the mudflat seemingly stomped by a giant dragon, flying sand and rocks amidst a booming sound, forcefully pressing a circular pit around it.

Flipping from the impact to spring up, Leon gripped the Garner and thrust towards Olivia’s wrist.

Olivia easily stepped back, avoiding the attack while flicking the spear, the spear tip pointed at Leon’s chest, Leon hurriedly withdrawing the spear blade.

Clang, clang, clang, a series of intense sharp sounds sparked fiercely, Leon focused entirely on the incoming Prophet trajectories seen in his eyes, constantly searching for the optimal solution to resolve them, each deflection exhausting all his mental strength.

A sheen of sweat had soaked through the lining, and his previously steady breathing had lost its rhythm amid the intense confrontation lasting less than ten seconds.

Suddenly, Olivia struck him again with precision, the thick chest armor and chain armor lining both shattered, the disrupted Quenching Life Technique failing, as metal and shards pierced into muscle—

Unable to dodge in time, he endured the suffocating blow, gritting his teeth through the pain, and seized the moment as Olivia withdrew her spear, kicking toward the inner bend of her knee with a sideways spin.

Yet those with heightened perception weren’t just him; Olivia sidestepped the body technique kick with a slight turn, her long spear thrusting once more, aimed directly at her opponent’s heart.

Exerting his last bit of strength, he rotated the shaft of his spear, using Garner’s spin to deflect, the massive impact sending him uncontrollably flying, rolling several times before half-kneeling and struggling to stand.

The exchange lasted a mere ten seconds, yet it felt like an agonizingly long night.

Olivia adjusted her grip on the long spear with her right hand; its blade traced a luminous circle before dropping, her face expressionless as she watched the struggling figure rise, her brow furrowing tightly.

“…You’ve broken your promise…”

“…Wha… what?”

Fighting to calm his breathing, Leon looked perplexed at Olivia, who had suddenly halted her attack.

“You swore you’d never use the Cat Spinning I taught you. And besides, since when did you become so interested in my spear techniques?”

“You taught me?”

Leon was shocked, quickly realizing: “…..You taught me!? Olivia, did I go to Selva six years ago?!”

Hearing her opponent mention her childhood hometown, Olivia’s eyes turned slightly cold, yet she remained indifferent.

…From the beginning, the opponent had uncharacteristically called her by name… why?

Her opponent had seemingly grown weak; was it due to severe injuries? It appeared some truth lay in the poet’s claims regarding her opponent’s mysterious disappearance, though the reason remained unknown.

But… the young girl sighed softly, turning her slender gauntlet fingers around the long spear and planting it in the ground.

“Forget it, it doesn’t matter, use it however you please, Snake Slayer; I never really cared about your unnecessary guilt, the past is gone.”

With those words, Olivia reopened her eyes, the dazzling golden magic light abruptly fading from her gaze.

The girl’s original green eyes returned.

A colossal disturbing magic field, so heavily compressed it nearly suffocated spellcasters, rippled and gradually dispersed from her center.

“Your condition is poor, but this is war; to end the continuation of conflict, even if unfair, I won’t miss the chance to kill you.”

Olivia raised her right arm, spreading her fingers: “But out of respect… I’ll use it, to grant you the honor you deserve in death.”

(Ancient Lorelette Language)

“Bear witness to me, my sun.”

In an instant…

A blinding flash of solar brilliance bloomed within the girl’s chanting, radiating from her palm.

A tangible shockwave, like the solar corona, spread from the light orb, sweeping the earth.

Time seemed to slow, the ground trembled, the bright midday sun suddenly dimmed.

The air whipped into a gale, chaotic winds flaring the mantles behind them.

Sand, vegetation, and river water floated from the trembling earth as though gravity had been disrupted.

A barely noticeable gravitational pull forced Leon, startled, to plant his magic wand deeply into the ground to stabilize himself.

“—That is!?” With the Demon Rune of his Quenching Life Technique emblazoned upon his eyes protecting him, Leon endured the sting in his optic nerves, witnessing the sun-light fused object in Olivia’s hand.

The girl gripped the long hilt with her right palm, the surrounding area descending into chaotic gravitational changes, settling back to serenity as the long sword finally manifested.

The river waves, sand, rocks, and vegetation that floated mid-air fell like rain with the gravity of the earth beneath them.

In the sunlight cast by the blazing sun on the horizon, a dazzling two-handed sword hilt, the golden blaze of the Flame Sun engraved cross sword guard, the gleaming transparent long sword blade….

It was indeed… the legendary Ancient Relic—the Sun Holy Sword—that Dusk Knight Gervin had embedded in the stone base of the royal palace.