The Son-In-Law of the Magician Is a Transcendent Sword Master - Chapter 84
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Chapter 84
I stared at the Thorn Tower Lord, Rosaline Blair, who was smiling grotesquely before my eyes.
A top-tier 6th Rank powerhouse, equal to Valen, the Warden of the Runes.
If she were a Black Mage it would be one thing, but Rosaline was a victim of Malik’s brainwashing. I couldn’t fight with the resolve to kill her outright.
In the end, I had to fight with the additional condition of subduing a 6th Rank powerhouse with minimal injuries.
“…The conditions are too fucking annoying.”
I didn’t want to fight if I could help it.
If I escaped the greenhouse like this and ran away, couldn’t I somehow avoid combat?
‘…No.’
That was impossible.
According to Sheril, the mages of the Thorn Tower freely manipulate plant growth.
In fact, hadn’t Rosaline moved the tree vines in the greenhouse at will without revealing herself?
That meant… I was already in a situation no different from being trapped.
In the end, it meant I could only escape this greenhouse by somehow defeating Rosaline.
“Let’s do this.”
The fact that Rosaline Blair was brainwashed was actually fortunate. There was a high possibility that normal thinking was impossible for her.
In other words, if it was a Tower Lord not in perfect condition like now, it was worth fighting.
‘I’ll cut it down in one strike with Barisada.’
To my naked eye, I could faintly see the thread of brainwashing connected above Rosaline’s head.
If I cut that, she should be able to shake off the brainwashing.
Having made my decision, I gestured for Renia to step back, then leaped forward.
Rosaline’s pale blue eyes followed my movement. As her fingers twitched, the surrounding thorn vines grotesquely stretched out, aiming for my body.
——Pat.
I drew Ecla with my left hand.
Blue and white colors overlapped as an icy blade wind swept away the thorn vines.
Following that, I inscribed the rune letter Raidou (ᚱ) on my leg to increase mobility.
Bang!
I closed the distance with explosive speed. As I approached right in front of her, Rosaline’s grotesque smile twisted.
I thrust Barisada forward, trying to cut the thread of brainwashing.
Rustle! Rosaline wrapped her body in a circle with tree vines that sprouted from the floor.
“It’s useless.”
I smiled confidently.
Barisada was a sword that only cut magic.
Mere tree vines couldn’t block it.
Slash!
Immediately after, Barisada cut through the vines wrapping Rosaline entirely.
“…No.”
I hadn’t cut her.
There was no feeling in my grip, that distinctive sensation when cutting a living being.
What was going on?
My doubt was immediately resolved.
Swoosh.
The thorn vines that had covered Rosaline’s body crumbled. There was no one inside.
‘Spatial movement?’
I immediately denied it.
There was no way Rosaline could use such high-level magic.
Even Renia, who was 8th Rank, had difficulty using spatial movement more than three times consecutively.
Then this was different magic. An illusion, or perhaps…
“Reagan! Behind you!”
At Renia’s sudden cry, I reflexively ducked my head.
Whoosh!
A sharp-pointed tree vine swept past where my head had just been.
As I straightened my body and looked behind, Rosaline was standing at the far end of the greenhouse.
Actually, saying she was standing was inaccurate.
Rosaline’s lower body was half-buried inside a thick wooden pillar.
“…Indeed, even if brainwashed, a Tower Lord is still a Tower Lord.”
Rosaline’s body was integrated with the trees.
In other words, it meant she could move anywhere within this greenhouse.
“Really, how fucking annoying.”
I lamented at the absurdity.
The ends of the vines Rosaline shot out had sharp thorns sprouting from them. Seeing the tips of the thorns glowing blue, they seemed to be coated with deadly poison.
If those thorns touched my skin even once, it would be my defeat.
But her situation was the same. If Barisada touched the thread connected to Rosaline’s head even once, the brainwashing would be broken.
A mutual single-strike decisive battle.
However…
‘The problem is that this damn entire greenhouse is that woman’s eyes and ears.’
From a mage’s perspective, this greenhouse was both Rosaline’s workshop and domain.
Even if a 7th Rank or higher mage came, they probably couldn’t instantly subdue Rosaline with the greenhouse as her stage.
Whoosh!
My thoughts were interrupted by the wooden vines flying at me in succession.
I used blade magic to sweep away the vines.
Through this, I realized there was one more problem.
‘…Barisada can’t cut through those vines.’
Rosalindr’s magic was cast using plants as living mediums. As such, it was the worst possible matchup against Barisada, which couldn’t cut down living beings.
I had to subdue without killing, yet I couldn’t face her with a sword meant for subduing.
How unreasonable was this situation.
—Rustle!
Even a pungent fragrance was lingering at the tip of my nose.
“Even poison mist…”
Before I knew it, the poisonous plants in the greenhouse were writhing and spewing poison mist.
The poison entering through my respiratory system wouldn’t cause easy poisoning, but if this war of attrition continued, my body would surely become sluggish.
In the end, there was no time. I had to finish this with a quick decisive battle somehow.
But how could I end it?
“…If I burned all the plants in the greenhouse…”
No.
I shook my head.
All the plants here were currently receiving magical assistance.
Moreover, there was no way someone of Mage Tower Lord level wouldn’t have prepared defenses against fire.
Then what method should I use?
Rustle!
While swinging my sword, a wooden vine bent at a bizarre angle and aimed for my hand.
Fortunately, the gloves I was wearing were artifacts I’d received from Valen.
The poison thorns only slightly pierced the leather of the gloves but didn’t reach my skin.
However, Rosalindr didn’t stop. Vines rushed at me like snakes from all directions, and thorns sprouted from the ground.
No matter how skilled I was, I didn’t have eyes in the back of my head, so there were limits to deflecting all the vines flying from every direction.
“…Damn it.”
I couldn’t think of any method at all.
Then should I accept getting poisoned and somehow…
“…Reagan!”
At that moment, Renia came running toward me from far away.
“Renia! It’s dangerous, so stay back…”
“Shut up!”
Renia cut off my words mid-sentence. Only then did I check her expression.
“…Ah.”
Renia was extremely angry.
‘Come to think of it…’
After the fight with Markel last time.
Renia had earnestly begged me never to go out alone again.
In the end, I had rushed out on my own again this time, so Renia’s anger was unavoidable.
Of course, I had the purpose of protecting Renia, but given her personality, there was no way she would just stay still and only receive protection in this situation.
Sure enough, Renia shouted.
“Reagan! Don’t use magic!”
“What?”
Renia suddenly turned her steps toward Rosalindr. Three rune characters began rotating at her fingertips, emitting a blindingly brilliant light.
Then all the thorn vines that had been targeting me rushed toward Renia instead.
“What the…”
Renia explained to my bewildered self.
“The plants in this greenhouse are programmed to prioritize targeting whatever has the strongest mana fluctuations!”
“…Indeed.”
Even while I had been fighting all this time, the thorn vines hadn’t targeted Renia.
I had thought it was simply because they judged Renia as non-threatening, but I was wrong.
It was because Renia hadn’t used mana even once until now.
“So! I’ll buy time here, and you target that woman, Reagan!”
“What about you!”
“Hurry!”
Renia shouted with effort as she deployed a defensive barrier.
However, blocking a 6th Rank’s full-power magic with 5th Rank magic was difficult.
So I drew my sword to save Renia, but then I caught sight of her resolute expression.
Was this how Renia had looked at me when I faced Markel?
“…Tch.”
In the end, it was already spilled milk.
I couldn’t waste the time Renia had created for me.
I drew Barisada and ran toward Rosalindr.
I deliberately didn’t use magic.
Then, just as Renia had theorized, the thorn vines no longer targeted me.
Thud.
I kicked off the ground and rushed toward Rosalindr.
Seeing me close the distance, Rosalindr once again wrapped herself in tree vines and tried to escape between the roots.
But it’s fine.
Even without using mana, I can clearly see the magic core with my own eyes.
“I won’t be fooled twice.”
Gripping Barisada, I thrust the sword toward a single point among the tangled roots.
Thunk.
As I pierced the core, the entire greenhouse shook wildly as if Rosalindr’s main body had been struck.
The ground heaved up and down, causing my body to float. I stabbed Benheim’s treasured sword into the ground to support myself.
‘Still too shallow.’
I need to drive it deeper.
Using the rising ground as a foothold, I leaped into the air. Then, after adjusting my posture, I stomped hard on the hilt of Barisada embedded in the root.
Finally, Barisada slid deep inside the root.
————Screech.
A vibration like something being cut was transmitted through my feet.
And then…
———Thud.
That was the end.
Silence.
As if nothing had happened, the greenhouse regained its previous tranquility.
Crack.
Then the tree trunk split open and Rosalindr’s pale face slowly emerged.
“…It’s over.”
The thread of brainwashing that had been connected above Rosalindr’s head was definitely severed.
Though she had lost consciousness, she would regain her senses after about half a day.
No, Rosalindr’s current condition didn’t matter.
“Renia, are you okay?”
I hurriedly got up and ran toward Renia.
Renia was sitting collapsed in the middle of the greenhouse, breathing heavily. I bent one knee and examined Renia’s physical condition.
“No visible injuries…”
Just as I was about to feel relieved, I noticed something strange.
Renia’s complexion was pale.
“Renia… Don’t tell me…”
“Yeah… I tried to block it somehow…”
Renia carefully lifted her top. A small thorn was embedded in her lower abdomen.
“…”
Alarm bells rang in my head.
Deadly poison.
A poison incomparably more lethal than the poison mist was definitely spreading through Renia’s bloodstream. I bit my lips and said.
“Renia. First, activate your entire body’s mana circuits to prevent the poison from spreading as much as possible. I’ll inject mana into you, so use that to…”
“It’s okay.”
Renia cut me off and blocked my touch.
“I can do it alone.”
“What?”
Renia got up despite her pained expression and leaned against a nearby stump.
“I’m fine. I can endure it. So Reagan, you should go quickly.”
“…No, even so, it’s deadly poison. First let’s join up with Valen and…”
“It’s okay.”
Renia said firmly.
“The mana vein will go berserk soon. Reagan might not know… but I can feel it.”
“…So.”
I frowned and continued.
“You’re telling me to leave you, who’s been poisoned, and go inside?”
“…Yeah.”
“Absolutely not.”
At least I couldn’t leave Renia behind to stay alone.
Wasn’t the reason I regressed to never see such a sight again?
“This is deadly poison. No matter how much of a 5th Rank mage you are, you can’t control your body faster than the spreading poison…”
“Reagan.”
“…”
“I’m going to get angry.”
Renia made a pouty expression.
That face was very familiar.
– I’m going to get angry.
It was a habit that Renia from my previous life often used to say.
Seeing my speechless face, Renia smiled brightly.
“…I’m a direct descendant of Benheim. Do you think I can’t suppress a single poison? Don’t underestimate me. I’m fine, so Reagan, you should hurry and go.”
Renia’s eyes were resolute. Whether before or after my regression, it was nearly impossible to break her stubbornness.
I let out a deep sigh and nodded.
“…I’ll be back soon. Hold on as long as you can until then.”
“Okay. I’ll wait.”
I reluctantly got up and moved with heavy steps.
As soon as I left the greenhouse, I entered the sky bridge leading to the center.
If I just cross this path, I’ll reach the center of the mana vein where Malik is.
‘There’s no time.’
Renia said the mana vein would go berserk soon. If I can’t eliminate Malik before then, all that remains is destruction.
I need to finish this as quickly as possible and return to check on Renia’s condition.
As I quickened my pace with that resolve, someone blocked my path.
“…This is driving me crazy.”
I pressed my forehead and sighed.
There was a familiar face before my eyes.
Golden hair and purple eyes that looked exactly like Renia.
It was Arno, the heir of Benheim.
“You cannot take a single step beyond this point!”
What’s more, Malik’s voice could be heard overlapping with Arno’s shout.
In other words, Arno’s body was currently under Malik’s control.
“You… ruined everything! This perfect garden… my world…!”
Just as Malik’s voice seemed to fade away, Arno staggered like a puppet with cut strings. Then he glared at me as if he wanted to kill me and shouted.
“How dare… a lowborn like you threaten my position? If it weren’t for you, Benheim would have been entirely mine!”
“…”
Is that Arno’s true feelings?
Or is it an illusion that Malik is showing?
“…It doesn’t matter either way.”
When his own sister is in mortal danger from poison, he’s being controlled by the enemy.
It’s beyond pathetic—it’s pitiful.
I grimaced and said.
“…Normally, I would have gone easy on you, but…”
I sighed and pulled my leather gloves tight.
Then I clenched my fist.
“You need a good beating.”
Without hesitation, I punched Arno square in the jaw.
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