Chapter 269 Country of Sakura, Cherin and Seven Holy Swords [40]
About five minutes have passed since Bacchus-san lost consciousness.
「Uuh…」
He groaned painfully and slowly raised his upper body.
「Bacchus-san! Are you okay!?」
「Haa, haa, I’m alright now… Sorry for worrying you.」
He sat cross-legged and slowly adjusted his breath.
(…His resilience is really amazing.)
Colour returned to his face which was deathly pale just a little while ago.
I had been worrying about his condition, but looking at this appearance, he seems to be doing alright.
「Grandfather, please drink so water.」
Rose handed out Bacchus-san’s personal water bottle.
「Oh, thanks!」
He gulped down the water so quickly that it spilled all over him.
「Puha… Man, I was truly surprised! The last ti I fought with my life on the line was half a century ago! Barararara!」
Bacchus-san laughed heartily.
「So… about that… How was it?」
I nervously asked about the fight with Zeon.
「Yeah, I can’t do it. I can never win.」
He shook his head slowly, and shrugged his shoulders.
「In my pri it would be a different story, but… with this body of mine, which is ravaged by incurable disease, getting killed is the best I can do.」
「If it’s in your pri, would you have been able to beat Zeon?」
「Well, to be honest, I can’t say for sure. Because both of us have sothing impeding us.」
Bacchus-san rubbed his white beard with a difficult expression and continued to talk.
「Just as I have this “disease” shackling , he seems to be carrying so sort of “massive handicap” too.」
「M-Massive handicap?」
「Aa, that’s right. That monster, who rules over that evil darkness, seed to be struggling at tis. The attacks he tried to unleash misfired for no reason, and the darkness which he condensed with great pains scattered suddenly. I don’t know the reason behind it, but he seems to have a lot of powerful constraints on him.」
「I-Is that so?」
I have crossed swords with Zeon many tis before, but I have never seen him struggle.
(In other words, I am not even at the level where he has to take on seriously.)
And Bacchus-san is a swordsman at the level where Zeon is forced to get serious.
As expected, he is at a much higher “height” than .
(I’m going to train more and more. And one day, I will overco that guy and leave him speechless!)
In order to do so, I must properly learn the principles of the Sakura Blossom One-Sword Style.
(Alright, let’s do it!)
As the flas of motivation was burning in my heart,
「But kid. I am surprised that you can retain your ego while housing such a monster. An ordinary man would’ve had his body snatched before he even realised it.」
Bacchus-san said a very frightening thing.
「Eh… I-Is that so?」
「Yeah. Your aberrant ntal strength is keeping that monster in check. That might also explain your “One billion years of practice-swings”. That ntal strength might just be your “strongest weapon”.」
「T-Thank you very much!」
After that, I devoted myself to training with montous vigour.
A few hours later,
「Well, that’s it for today’s training! You all did well today! After this, let’s head to the bathhouse and wash away the sweat and fatigue!」
Bacchus-san said, and sheathed his sword.
「「「「「「Thank you very much!」」」」」」
We thanked him for the training and followed him to the bathhouse.
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