Brainwashed Then Woke Up To Find My Childhood Friend a Hero

52. Priest Yaiba 3

Yaiba lunged forward with ferocity.

Normally, Gildia would easily dodge and counter,

but that high temperature from Yaiba would not allow it.

It was as if the weight and appearance of the sword remained unchanged,

but its range had expanded dramatically.

Invisible yet deadly, it scorched flesh upon contact, turning it to ash,

making it impossible to approach.

Even as he increased his speed, he could not close the distance to the sword,

and even with enhanced physical abilities, he would be incinerated before he could strike.

It was a truly formidable ability that made him click his tongue in frustration.

“Tch!”

Gildia took a backstep at high speed to create distance,

but Yaiba closed in with a leap, his physical prowess having surged.

The sword had drawn out its power to the limit,

but the enhancement from “weapon enhancement”

was reflected in his physical abilities.

“Shiiiii!”

He swung the sword wide,

a column of intense heat rushing toward him.

“Ugh! I am resistant to heat!”

Thinking it impossible to dodge, Gildia attempted to bolster his resistance to the heat,

but…

The sword of the main body slashes through Gildia’s abdomen.

Fresh blood scatters in the air.

Yet the wound is not deep. It is not shallow either, but—

Just before the abdomen is sliced open, a backstep allows him to evade having his entrails cut.

However, Yaiba pursues the attack.

With raw physical ability, he meets the sword with his knuckle duster.

He clashes against the wildly swung sword with both fists.

Countless clashes of blades and sparks from metal colliding fly through the air.

Though he can withstand the heat due to his resistance,

without the body enhancement from the ＜Order＞, he cannot take the offensive, barely deflecting the attacks.

Gildia is doing his utmost to defend, but despite the heavy bleeding from his shoulder, Yaiba manages to inflict wounds on Gildia. His body is slashed all over, and the amount of blood lost is significant; at this rate, Gildia will surely be defeated.

If this continues,

the sword strikes down from above, crashing into his fists and burying the blade into the ground, granting Gildia a moment of reprieve.

Clenching the knuckle dusters in both hands, he brings his fists together.

In that instant, the knuckle dusters emit a glow.

The purple light is likely a visualization of concentrated magical power.

The magic converges, enveloping Gildia’s arms,

transforming into gauntlets.

“Hey, hey, what’s that?”

Yaiba, mindful of the blood gushing from his shoulder, regards the transformed gauntlets with caution.

“This was prepared for me by the Great Sage when I was promoted to Chancellor.”

At the mention of the Great Sage, Yaiba’s wariness becomes palpable.

The Great Sage is a member of the Hero Party and one of the existing great heroes.

And the Great Sage excels in magical techniques.

There’s no way a magical tool created by such a figure would be ordinary.

“This was made to compensate for my shortcomings; its abilities are simple.”

Gooo!

A tremendous sound of inhalation echoes.

Yai-ba foresees something coming, raising his sword with one hand, readying himself.

Boom!

The sound of something being released is heard.

Unhindered by the effects of high temperature, it flies in at high speed. He deflects it with his sword at the last moment.

“This is a magical tool that compresses and releases magical power, allowing for long-range attacks.”

Gooo…

The sound of inhalation resonates from both hands.

Yai-ba braces himself against the rumbling inhalation sound.

“Now, shall we settle this?”

Gildia laughs confidently.