Death's Daughter and the Ebony Blade: Volume 7 Finale [Parts 1 to 5] by Maito Ayamine

Author:Maito Ayamine
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter Nine: Holy War

I

The Caylus Plateau, the Holy Land of Mekia

The dead marched on the Holy City of Elsphere. Under the command of Sofitia Hell Mekia, the Winged Crusaders formed up to meet them in among the network of small hills that covered the Caylus Plateau. The Winged Crusaders fielded forty-five thousand soldiers. The horde of the dead numbered a hundred thousand. Though the Winged Crusaders had the advantage of terrain, they were vastly outnumbered. Blessed Wing Lara Mira Crystal gave the order for Senior Thousand-Wing Amelia Stolast to strike the first blow against their enemy. She set off on her horse, then, with the Caylus Plateau at her back, she dismounted on a deserted plain.

It is an honor as a warrior to lead the charge. Thank you, Blessed Wing, for granting me another opportunity.

Fifteen minutes passed. Amelia stood tall and regal, waiting for the oncoming dead, then her eyes caught human shapes. They welled up quick as blinking, and from them wafted a stench of decay that no living person ever emitted. An aura of evil hung about them marking them as neither man nor beast.

With the vicious, clinging howls of the dead in her ears, Amelia licked her lips.

First of all, let’s see what you’re made of. She raised her left hand toward the group of dead shambling toward her at the head of the pack and cast Bonds of Immovability. Magecraft such as this that forcibly held her enemy in place was Amelia’s specialty, but she felt none of the response she should have. And indeed, her target showed no change. The dead continued their lumbering advance.

So that spell doesn’t work on undead creatures. That means their hearts aren’t beating, if nothing else. If they even have such a thing. She realized that without meaning to, she had put her right hand on the pommel of her sword. Apparently, her body was eager to cut the corpses to pieces. A gleeful smile came over her face. Keeping an eye on her opponent’s movements, she moved on to her next method. Amelia tended to prefer fighting with a sword at close quarters over magecraft, but no amount of slashing would have any effect on a horde like this—even a child could see that. Her task was to quickly close the discrepancy in their numbers, and the only way to achieve that was through large-scale use of magecraft. Though she felt an urge to hack and slash until her soul was singing and see up close how the dead responded, she knew well that now was not the time.

Oh, dear. Despite her hesitation, her feet were running, carrying her toward the dead. I really just can’t help myself.

　In a burst of elation, she threw herself into the horde. A chaotic mass of hands grasped at her from all directions. Amelia struck them down with godlike speed. If they were people, the creatures would have been shrieking in unbearable agony, but the dead felt no pain. No matter how long she fought, that soothing melody did not fill her ears.

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