Sword, Tiara and High Heels - Chapter 31

The sky split.

At the very least, the intensity of the swing led one to believe as much.

On the ground, the demon’s four severed arms wriggled like a lizard’s tail. The Demon glared at Seletina, its face contorted with anguish. Seletina, on the other hand, wore a calm expression.

She delicately raised her prized sword, Elyutinias, and studied the Demons in behavior. She acted without any hint of pressure or anxiety. She radiated a feeling of serenity and a bit of self-assurance.

Standing behind the girl who was half his size, Caper was overcome with an overwhelming feeling of ease. He had long since forgotten that he was being protected by the person he was supposed to be watching over.

The Demon and Seletina. The first to move was the Demon. From the wounds left by its four severed arms, a large number of black tentacles formed. With whip-like maneuvers, they flew in the direction of Seletina.

Seletina exhaled. She focused on the tentacles, her pinky and ring fingers tightening around the grip of the sword, which was adorned with two interlaced roses. The next instant, a slash erupted.

Seletina swung her sword three times in the time it took Caper to blink once. As it cut through the tentacles and moved through the air like a water stream Elyutinias left a silvery afterglow in its wake.

The speed and trajectory of its movements were nothing short of divine. The Demon’s tentacles had no way of reaching Seletina. The countless tentacles were being kept in check by a single sword.

As if she were performing a waltz, Seletina’s skirt fluttered and her hair danced. The scene that transpired in front of Caper left him gasping for air.

Beautiful.

Was the only thought flooding his mind.

“IDIOTS! STOP DAYDREAMING! WE’RE JOINING HER!”

The loud cry brought Caper back, like a bucket of cold water being dumped on him. All of the stunned guards picked up their swords and charged at the Demon.

“Finish it! I’ll buy you time!”

Seletina yelled. She spoke with a hint of impatience and appeared to be struggling for air as she swung her sword. No matter how divine her swordsmanship, she would not be able to hold off the tentacles for much longer.

After cutting a few tentacles, a clearing appeared in front of Seletina. As soon as she saw it, she ran in its direction and arrived at the Demon’s feet. Raising Elyutinias high, she easily severed one of the Demon’s legs.

The Demon quickly lost its balance and fell to the ground sideways, presenting a golden opportunity.

“YAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

(This chapter is provided to you by Re:Library)

(Please visit Re:Library to show the translators your appreciation!)

With his sword pointed downward, the captain leapt toward the Demon’s face and roared. His bulging arms plunged the blade hard into the space between the Demon’s eyes. The blade pierced the Demon’s hard flesh between its eyes, cutting deep.

The Demon let out a pained shriek and began to shake its head.

“Whoa?!”

The Captain was flung away and slammed hard on the ground, all of his breath escaping his lungs. Immediately after that a flurry of tentacles shot at him. The Demon’s remaining tentacles, as well as the new ones that had developed from the fresh leg wound, all shot out.

“No, you don’t!”

Seletina yelled, throwing herself forward. She swung her sword skillfully, preventing any tentacles from coming close to the captain.

However…

“Cough, cough!”

Beads of sweat could be seen forming on Seletina’s brow. Her breathing became shaky, and she could feel her lungs starting to wheeze. All of these indicators pointed to her nearing her limit.

Seletina was at the brink1.