Orc Harem Vol 2 Chapter 21

Chapter 21: Orc-san And Sword Puppet

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The seal’s location was close to the ore vein where we went to mine orichalcum yesterday.

……It seemed that my bad premonition hit bull’s eye.

Everything there was carved apart.

It didn’t matter whether it was soldiers or civilians. And what could be cut wasn’t just human, houses and rocks, everything was cut.

The soldiers who came together with me turned deathly pale and words slipped out from their mouth.

「What, in the world」

Kururu’s uncle was obsessed with being the sword priestess, with creating the strongest sword.

Then, there was no doubt that his wish was to forge the best sword in the world. How would such wish get realized?

The answer was before my eyes.

「He himself become the strongest sword huh.」

It was a bladed puppet with silver luster.

Something like that was in front of me.

His whole body was sharply pointy. His arms and legs were made of double edged swords.

Even though he was standing in the middle of a sea of blood, not a drop of blood was splattered on his body.

A blade that was polished to the extreme would repel blood and fat. It would stay beautiful no matter how much it had cut.

「Cut, cut, cutcutcutcutcutcutcutcutttttt」

It came slashing as soon as his eyes saw us.

Cut.

He was ruled only by that will.

I could also guess the reason for that.

When creating a sword using alchemy, I used a technique called concept endowment. In sword’s case, I engraved the concept of slashing into it to create an existence that specialized in that.

If a sword that had such technique used on it had human personality, it would only be able to think about cutting.

In other words, the monster in front of me was the ruin of Kururu’s uncle who wished to create the strongest sword.

「Tsk, that speed isn’t normal.」

*Kiin*, a high-pitched sound rang out.

The sword puppet closed the distance of several meter in an instant and swung his arms horizontally to behead the soldiers beside me.

I deflected that slash from below.

「You guys run away. I’ll stop this guy. ……Don’t call for any reinforcement, they will be just a hindrance for me.」

「Y-yes!」

The soldiers ran away.

「Cutcutcut, nuisance, cut」

Now then, how should I defeat this monster?

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The battle against the sword puppet began.

We were even in speed and power.

The twin spirit crests were already shining on both my hands.

I was using wind magic.

Because my opponent was orichalcum, any kind of magic wouldn’t work.

That was exactly why I covered myself with wind armor to divert his sword trajectory or using partial release to accelerate.

……It was absurd because I could finally fight evenly against this monster in speed and power after going this far.

「You are inside there huh, god of disaster.」

「CUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUT!」

The monster cut apart even the wind gusts that I caused while his swords flashed to cut me.

He could even cut formless things because the concept of cutting was engraved into him.

This damn cheater.

This guy had specs this absurd because the god of disaster was dwelling inside him.

Most likely it was in order to take revenge against the divine steel tribe that sealed him.

The opponent before me was a genuine god, an overwhelming existence.

It would be bad for me at this rate.

I was fighting him evenly right now.

However, sooner or later I would get tired and ran out of strength, while the other side had inexhaustible supply of power.

Most of all, even just one of his attack would be lethal for me, and yet I had no way to deal a meaningful blow on him.

「This guy, can’t cut, CAN’T CUTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT」

The sword puppet screamed.

He hadn’t landed a decent hit even once on me since this battle began.

I was aiming at his sword’s flat side to divert his slashes.

The sword puppet’s swords were far sharper than the imitation sword of oracle that Kururu created.

The sword puppet accelerated even faster with irritation.

This was like facing a storm of sword.

I aimed at the sword’s flat side again to divert another attack, but the moment my slash hit, the sword puppet’s sword changed shape and the blade headed toward my sword.

Our swords clashed head on for the first time. His sword cut into my sword.

「Cut, it’s cut cut, cut, next, you, cut, I’m, my, sword, strongest, I’m the one, I’M THE ONEEEEEEEEEEE」

Laughter and metallic clangs were mixed and rang out.

It sounded terribly unpleasant.

Now then, what to do now.

I had no chance of winning.

I would definitely lose at this rate.

……Should I release my seal? No, I still wouldn’t be able to win even then. A simply overwhelming power would have no hope to break through this guy’s super hardness.

It would be meaningless unless I could focus all my power into a single point. I needed to unleash the ultimate slash.

Even if I released my seal and raised my overall power, I wouldn’t be able to focus it.

Should I run? If it was just running away than it was possible.

No, that was no good.

Kururu’s uncle was still alive inside that guy.

If I ran away from here, this guy would definitely go to kill Kururu. He would become the perfect sword priestess by doing that.

I couldn’t allow that. ……No, that wasn’t it, there was something more important.

「It’s still too early for you to feel victorious blockhead.」

I gathered all the skills I had to unleash the greatest attack.

The power of the twin spirit crests, my own magic power, ki, I put all of them “to the limit that the sword could endure” into this attack.

The sword puppet’s sword was nicked. It was small, just a small scratch.

「It seems even after relying on the god of disaster, Kurur’s sword is still better than yours.」

Outrageous killing intent came out from the sword puppet that didn’t have any expression.

That guy could only see me now.

「My, sword, is, strongESTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT」

The sword wouldn’t be cut that easily with this much strength filling it.

The problem was, would the only hope of victory that I put my trust into make it in time?

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Forging a sword. It wasn’t just a work.

She put her soul into every single swing of her hammer.

The metal called orichalcum had high affinity with not just magic power, but also with the mind.

That was why it even accepted feeling.

The orichalcum was scorching red from Kururu’s flame. It was becoming softer.

It was then given shape by hammering it with a hammer that was also made from orichalcum.

Everything had been calculated thoroughly.

The strength of the feeling was important, but technique was needed in order to convey that feeling.

It would be no good to only have one without the other.

Reach, reach, reach.

Kururu swung her hammer while wishing so.

She saw covered with sweat. Her expression was blood-curling.

Even so, a smile was tugged on her lips.

She felt the response in her hands. She was able to swing her hammer just like how she wanted it. There was no doubt about it, she was in an unbelievably perfect state.

Reach, reach, reach.

To reach that sword that was forged in the past by the mother who she idolized.

To make a sword that was worthy for that strange person who said he loved her right from the front.

She bundled all her strength and technique and feeling and used up all of it.

Reach, reach, reach.

And then now, she made her last swing with all her strength.

「It, reached.」

She didn’t even have the willpower to stand up anymore. Kururu sat down on that spot.

And then, she laid down spread-eagled.

The smile on her lips was spreading until her whole face. She understood even without looking at the result.

She had forged the greatest sword.

Only ten odd minutes had passed.

Due to orichalcum’s trait, once it had been turned soft, everything had to be finished before it cooled down again. She couldn’t make any mistake with her swing or redoing the process. The forging wasn’t easy because it would finish in ten-odd minutes, it was hard because the blacksmith only had ten-odd minutes to finish the job.

But, she had completed it.

If it was with this sword, surely the resealing or whatever it was used for would be completed without any problem.

Her mother who was tormented with worry about the resealing until the moment she died would surely be able to sleep in peace.

In addition, she would be able to hand over this sword to that person while declaring that this was the best sword.

「……Why, am I, only thinking about Ork-san. Just as much as I’m thinking of Okaa-sama.」

When she closed her eyes, Ork’s smile formed in her mind and she shook her head repeatedly.

There was no way. That person was someone who loudly declared of his intention to cheat.

In the first place he shouldn’t be her type.

The type of man that she preferred was……when she thought that, she realized that she had never been conscious of male.

She only recognized men as scary creature that approached her to obtain her bloodline.

But, that person was a strange person, but he wasn’t scary. Far from that, he was reliable, kind, and fun.

*Thump*, her heartbeat pounded.

That person was a pervert and kept screwing around, but, even when she gave him fox pillow yesterday, he properly endured himself. He was considerate to her who was scared…….

「This is strange. Absolutely strange. Anyway, I have to send this sword to Ork-san.」

She didn’t know what Ork feared, but he said that this sword would be necessary.

Then she had to send it.

Thinking that, she opened the door. There she found Tita and the soldiers who came here before this.

「Ah, you have finished forging the sword.」

「Yes-, it’s perfectly complete. This is my best creation.」

「Then we have to hurry to give it to Ork. It looks like there is a terribly big problem there.」

「Big problem?」

Tita nodded and turned her gaze toward the soldiers. One of them started explaining.

「Yes, the god of disaster who was freed from the seal received a wish for someone. As the result, that person’s whole body became living orichalcum blades. He is cutting apart everything in the holy land. Currently hero-sama is fighting to hold it back, but he is in disadvantage.」

Kururu understood everything just from those words.

She realized who did this and what kind of wish was made.

She also realized that the sharpness of the sword puppet that was created from a wish toward the god of disaster would surpass the imitation sword of oracle that she made before this.

Ork was challenging such thing. She knew just how dangerous such act was.

「Why-」

After saying only that, Kururu hugged the freshly made sword and started running. She left behind the soldiers in the blink of eye, but Tita somehow managed to catch up to her by controlling wind.

「This is just really like Ork.」

「He is crazy. Everyone of the divine steel tribe in the holy land are slaughtered perhaps because the god of disaster is resenting us, so the god of disaster himself should be residing inside that orichalcum sword puppet……it’s suicide trying to challenge that with that fake sword.」

「I think that’s exactly why Ork is staying behind. Because, if that’s the case then Kururu will be the one who get targeted next.」

「But, I’m, not Ork-san’s lover. I have kept rejecting him all this time.」

「I think that doesn’t matter. Ork like you Kururu, so he is doing this, that’s all. He also did that with me. You see, even though I had just rejected him, Ork risked his life……no, what he did was so reckless that it wouldn’t be strange even if he died at that time.」

「Why, did he……even if he save me, there won’t be any benefit for Ork-san.」

Tita answered that question with a smile.

It was a loving smile that came from the bottom of her heart when remembering about the person that she loved.

「I also had the same question and asked him. And then you know, he said that he just want me to live and smile. He said that even if I don’t become his, it’s enough if the woman he fall in love with him can smile. So stupid. But, I fell in love with Ork because he is someone like that.」

Even if she didn’t fall in love with him, it would be enough as long as the person he loved was happy.

It sounded like just a lip service.

It would make anyone who heard that wanted to say that he was just acting cool.

However, that sentence wasn’t just mere words for Ork.

Once he risked his life for a girl named Tita, and then, he was risking his life again right now for Kururu.

*Thump*, her heart pounded.

Aa, she understood.

Why was she thinking so much about that person like this? He was a strange person who kept saying that he wanted to make a harem, but even so, every time he said he loved her and his action, all of them were serious. That was why.

The affection from Ork who was like that made her felt really awkward, warm, and happy.

No matter how many times she kept rejecting him, he would still accept her and smiled at her. A part of her felt at ease and took advantage of that.

「Um, Tita-san. Please tell me. Don’t you, hate harem? Don’t you want Ork-san to only love you?」

That was also her own desire.

She was fine with acknowledging that she liked Ork, but, that was that, this was this.

「Yes to both questions. I told him that I want him to only love me. I rejected him at first because of that reason. But, that person risked his life for me even after that. Because he is someone like that, I can believe that he will be able to make me happier than anybody else who I will meet after this and will only love me alone. Even if there will be other girls than me with him. After all though he looks like that, he is really resourceful.」

「Certainly, he still properly loved Tita-san even while wooing me!」

「……To be blunt, I also can’t really accept that though. But, Ork said that even if he fall in love with other girl, he will still continue to properly love me. I realized that thanks to Kururu. Because he still properly looked at me even when was in the middle of wooing Kururu.」

Tita smiled wryly.

It was a mysterious smile that was a mix of happiness and frustration.

「Thank you very much, I’m sorry.」

「I wonder what do you mean by that.」

「My heart has decided some things thanks to Tita-san. That’s why, thank you very much. After that, I’m sorry that I fall in love with the same person like you.」

「It’s alright. If it’s Tita, then I also enjoy being together with you just like this.」

「I also feels like that I’m hitting it off with Tita-san. Also, there is one other thing that I’m apologizing for. I understand that Ork-san is someone who can make everyone happy……but, I’ll aim to become the number one among that.」

「Bring it on. After all that’s also my intention.」

The two beautiful girls smiled.

And then, they ran.

In order to deliver the only chance of victory that Ork believed in, the sword that Kururu created to their beloved person.

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