My Beloved Princess ~The Boy Called Incompetent Rises with Only a Sword and the Princess's Devotion~ - Chapter 069: Shouting Love to the Princess

He twisted his body to evade, and a dark wave laden with curse power passed through his side with a “ROAR!” sound. Obliterating the dragon robes it grazed, the space behind him explosively burst. Receiving debris of large and small shattered block bricks and the blast wind on his back, Kishō cursed, wiping the cold sweat that had floated onto his forehead.

“Really, my wife is truly too excellent, and I’m at a loss.”

Though it only grazed him by several centimeters, the side visible through the gap of his torn-off dragon robes showed redness like a bruise. Glancing at the wall behind, magically processed sturdy block bricks were shattered, a large hole gaping.

“Thinking carefully, since she blows away an adamantite target from its base, naturally the clock tower walls shatter easily.”

Making light conversation while maintaining vigilance and lowering his hips defensively, in contrast Elesia Ignoosis floated a sadistic smile on her beautiful face, spread both hands, and looked up at the heavens. That was a mystical scene, as if an angel had descended into the dim tower interior, relying only on lamplight.

“Wonderful. This power within the body of a fifteen-year-old hatchling. If she continues accumulating refinement and becomes a mature dragon, just how much output will emerge? I’m trembling with excitement just imagining.”

Embracing her own body with both spread hands as if hugging herself, Elesia shuddered. Toward the shameless plunderer occupying his lover’s body with a smug attitude, Kishō shook his head as if hiding irritation.

“Too bad. Your doing as you please with that body ends here.”

“Oh? What can you, a defective who can’t even use magic, possibly do?”

“Yeah. Seems even defective me can do something.”

“Then show me that futile struggle!”

Again, Elesia’s palm thrust forward as if taking aim.

“Curse Erosion!”

With a roar, a dark wave accompanied by curse power shot out. But Kishō, having finished sufficient preparation, drew the practice sword from his waist and met it with Sword Aura raging like flames.

Canceling by smashing a high-output curse power wave with even stronger energy. In close combat—within sword range—Sword Aura displayed unmatched strength.

From the jet-black curse power wave rose voices suggesting death throes.

With a shrill sound like “Kiiiin” remaining, silence returned to the tower interior.

The tsunami-like Sword Aura, far exceeding the breath Elesia released, blazed up momentarily as if raising victory cries, then disappeared. Even before that overwhelming amount of energy, Elesia twisted the corners of her mouth evilly without the slightest fear.

“Shall I slash from the shoulder as that time? Fufu, that’s impossible, right? Because there’s a complete difference between others and beloved ones. Lives’ values differ.”

“Lives’ values differ, huh… Phrasing is bad, but well, not wrong. Because I was resolved to slash even teachers to protect Kuroyō’s life.”

While making light conversation, Kishō thought. As a practical problem, slashing the Princess’s body was impossible, of course, nor could he inflict even one scratch. Necessarily, all he could do was pray the Princess would awaken and continue shouting love.

Then, Kishō’s shadow projected on the ground suddenly rose three-dimensionally. Instantly, a sharp isosceles triangle point thrust up, aiming at his throat. Kishō evaded this by twisting his upper body while simultaneously swinging the practice sword, matching the blade to that darkly sinking shadow.

Purple flame Sword Aura leaped, cleanly bisecting the shadow given life by magic. The shadow split in two evaporated as if melting into the atmosphere.

“Ahahaha! Chantless so easily! What a user-friendly body! Splendid, truly splendid.”

Raising loud laughter, Elesia this time showed a gesture like clenching her right fist.

Kishō sensed danger and leaped swiftly, and black chains shot from the ground, pursuing afterward. They chased with irregular trajectories like undulating waves. Using the spiral staircase railing as a foothold to leap another stage higher, the swarm of black chains rushed en masse toward the spiral stairs.

Violent shattering sounds.

The black chain swarm, whose change in direction didn’t happen in time, lost the target and destroyed the spiral staircase railing. Raising dust and dirt.

While floating dozens of meters above the ground, Kishō scratched his cheek, “Ah, where did I leave off talking. Ah, right. Got to the part about love at first sight. Kuroyō doesn’t know, but when we reunited at the Lower School, my heart pounded helplessly. I even felt destiny.”

Then, as if interrupting that confession, a gigantic guillotine blade appeared midair. Matching this with maximum output Sword Aura and pushing back forcefully:

“When I won the nighttime duel, I said ‘become mine’ intending to test you, but that was half serious. You don’t know how much effort it took to suppress the impulse to mess you up completely, right?”

The dark magic released, including magic amplification accessories, had an output higher than what he’d seen in the Beast King Forest, and even with Kishō’s full effort, changing the guillotine’s trajectory was the limit. A hole was drilled in the ground simultaneously with the blade’s fall, and a large vibration. The clock tower swayed, shaking from the foundation. Kishō’s landing was almost simultaneous, and he lost his balance greatly.

“Shit, dangerous!?”

“Fufu! Shall I praise you for managing well against this performance?”

Looking up after taking large staggering steps, Elesia waited prepared in a ready stance directly ahead. Refined, upright bearing, jet-black hair quietly rippling, matching the Ki coursing through her entire body. Could merely holding white, slender arms gracefully forward appear so beautiful?

But that palm was mercilessly pointed straight here. That was the same as having a breath muzzle thrust at him. Just grazing had that power. Taking it directly wouldn’t end well. From impatience, the sandals stepping on the ground slipped on water droplets.

Sword Aura practice was insufficient, and having missed the initial movement connecting to evasion from losing balance, Kishō seemed to be in desperate straits, full of openings. But the instant the breath fired, Elesia’s palm couldn’t withstand the recoil and greatly veered upward. A high-output dark wave shot diagonally upward with a roar.

The powerful curse power wave raising a roar greatly carved the spiral stairs and wall surface, escaping toward the sky above the rain-pouring garden. However powerful the breath, that recoil seemed unnatural, and to Kishō, it appeared to have human will intervening.

“Damn, why did the aim stray? Never once until now has this—”

“I see. So that’s it.”

Taking into view Elesia grinding her teeth regretfully with a raised eyebrow, Kishō changed that intuition to conviction.

As if responding to Elesia’s irritation, marble-sized black bubbles floated up bubbling from her shadow, becoming countless black dots fixed in midair. Seeing them swarm enough to hide Elesia’s figure, and imagining the next attack to be released, Kishō kicked off the block brick ground with full force.

“Kuroyō always devotes herself for me, right? Like the aptitude attribute problem too. Even before deciding whether to accept Kuroyō, you brought thick books to the expedition destination and investigated for me, right?”

Black bullets pierced the location Kishō had been an instant before. Continuing, the black bullets floating around Elesia were sharply released one after another, aiming at the moving Kishō. He ran around the tower interior at high speed, evading those pursuits. Not just horizontal movement. Mixing vertical movement too, making the aim difficult to fix.

“Making a pack was the same. Though different from me in thinking and values, at the foundation lies loyalty to me, right? Honestly, I can’t say I don’t have feelings of grateful annoyance, but I don’t doubt Kuroyō’s sincerity itself. Well, I want to spend time slowly together more.”

Taking large arm swings, utilizing small turns while taking conservative steps. Anyway, moving both legs desperately at full force. Both legs rotating at high speed were fast enough to run horizontally on the cylindrical tower interior walls.

Elesia floated a beautiful mad laugh, her bloodshot eyes waving her arms like a conductor.

Receiving that signal, hundreds of bullets became one mass, shooting out in dozen-unit waves.

ZDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!

Like machine gun sweeping fire, a bullet rain poured over the entire area.

Countless bullets stamped as if embedding in wall surfaces, and the aim approached Kishō’s back continuing evasive movement in all 360-degree directions, closing to barely thirty centimeters behind.

Running around the cylindrical tower interior like a hamster. A situation where stopping his feet even slightly meant being riddled. Rebuking lungs screaming at oxygen deprivation, Kishō shouted without losing to those impact sounds.

“Inarticulate Kuroyō always tries to fight alone, right? Beast King Forest was the same. But that was the optimal choice, and returning without losing anyone was Kuroyō’s achievement. And this time too, right? This choice was the one and only path where everyone could live smiling. So Kuroyō chose without hesitation.”

ZDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!

Slipping through the bullet rain, Kishō gradually closed the distance with the Princess.

ZDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!

Bullets pierced block bricks composing the tower, raising dust.

ZDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!!

Gradually dust changed the dim tower interior into something even more unclear.

Smokescreen-like dust rising from the honeycomb block bricks. Seizing that instant gap where visibility worsened, Kishō changed direction at once.

“Then hurry back to laugh with everyone!”

Heading straight toward the Princess, sprinting at full speed.

Running with full effort the shortest distance, racing to close the two’s distance.

“What has this man been chirping about all this time—!?”

Bursting through the smokescreen, Kishō appeared in Elesia’s vision.

Against that surprise attack executed using the smokescreen, Elesia, though shocked, invested all remaining bullets floating around and met the attack.

Sublimating the Ki dwelling in the sword transforms it to Sword Aura. Similarly, sublimating the Ki dwelling in the body transforms it to Fighting Aura. What Kishō truly excelled at wasn’t swordsmanship. Ki. Deepening his understanding of Ki and mastering it was his final goal.

And the lost secret technique Fighting Aura also served as armor protecting the body. Making his body small and leaping, suppressing the hit area and guarding his face with both arms. Furthermore, coating his entire body with Fighting Aura. He met the rushing black bullet swarm head-on.

It resembled metallic sounds.

High-pitched sounds like “Kin!” or “Gin!” rang out for each bullet’s count.

Pushing aside the thick bullet curtain, he stood before the Princess.

Before Elesia could take the next action, he took her arm and forcibly pushed her down.

“The engagement was the same. Reading my intent, you led while keeping me positioned so as not to hurt my pride, asking permission-like. Such a good woman, I couldn’t find anywhere else searching, right?”

However high-spec the Princess’s performance, she couldn’t match serious Kishō’s arm strength. Taking both slender arms, inserting a leg between her thighs, robbing her bodily freedom as if pinning her down using his entire body.

“But next time, I’m not being led. From my side, with my will, I’ll take initiative.”

“What incomprehensible things are you saying! Release me. You’re an eyesore.”

Mounted and freedom stolen, Elesia opened her mouth wide.

—No-time dark breath!

Ōka’s delusion crossed his mind.

“She wakes up from the beloved prince’s kiss. Don’t you know?”

Reflexively, Kishō pressed his lips to seal that wide mouth.

If the breath released as is, his head might blow off from inside his mouth. Knowing that danger, he clung to the Princess’s lips.

Not a soft one. A serious one.

He’d always wanted to do this. Entwining tongues to reproduce nightly fantasies, ravenously caressing the Princess’s lips. Each time warm saliva crossed between their mouths, his brain marrow sweetly numbed, carrying excitement enough to cause shivers. The Princess’s lips were sweet enough to melt.

The indulgence that this was a ritual for awakening the Princess emboldened Kishō’s actions. Devoting himself single-mindedly to that task, emptying his head and immersing himself.

The Princess’s body that initially showed intense resistance gradually lost power and relaxed as the act grew intense and heated. She even seemed to change to a somewhat entranced expression as if accepting Kishō. And in the end, though the kiss was exchanged for a long time, the breath was never released.

Finally separating their mouths reluctantly, the Princess closed her eyes as if losing consciousness.