Sent to Another World to Protect an Unfriendly Princess

Chapter 15 - The Sword vs The Beginning

Three years ago.

Over four hundred people were slaughtered in a small village.

The perpetrator? Reid Lichter-Seibert, the Knight of the Sword.

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"Everyone, get the children away from here!"

Huh?

A young Lily rushed over to her mother who embraced Lily and her sister in her arms. Her father had left the house a few moments prior and had not been seen since.

"Lily, if they come into the house, protect your sister."

Tears were rolling down her mother's cheek as she pulled herself away from the two of them.

"I'm going to look for your dad."

Lily held her sister as tightly as she could, her sister was around two years younger than her. The three of them were all crying as her mother left the house.

"No! Mom!"

She didn't turn back.

Her mother had left so that Lily and her sister could have a better chance of surviving.

If nothing else, she would be getting in the way of Lily, if she fought.

"Lily... A-are we going to be okay...?"

"Yes, I'll protect you with everything I have."

Lily held the sword strapped to the side of her hip. The two of them curled up like a ball under a table in their house. They were both crying, with never-ending tears draining from their eyes.

"I-I'm scared... Lily."

Lily pushed her sister head against her chest.

"It b-be okay."

The two girls held onto each other as hard as they could.

Suddenly, half of their house exploded, going up in flames.

Her sister screamed.

Lily grabbed her sister by the arm and pulled her towards the back door. The flames were quickly spreading, like a bushfire, throughout their home. Burning the walls, furniture and everything in its way.

Eventually, they made it outside. They were met by a sight that would scar them for life. Hundreds of dead bodies were scattered across the village. 

Lily drew her sword, preparing herself for the worst. Her sister pulled on her shirt, crying out for help.

All of a sudden, a figure appeared in front of them. A man wearing a long white coat, two swords hanging from his hips and bright red hair.

"Oh look, I missed some."

Lily raised her sword.

"Forceful Heart! FLAMING WIND!"

She screamed with all her heart.

A massive cloud of blue flames was launched towards Reid.

He drew a white sword, reflecting the entire cloud of flames straight back towards them.

The two girls were engulfed in a sea of fire. Lily tensed her body, the fire had little effect on her. 

She looked towards her sister.

Suddenly, Lily's seemed as if she had just looked death in the eyes. Both her eyes looked almost completely traumatised. Her body shook violently.

"N-n-no..."

"Oops, I guess you're pretty strong. Can't say the same about your sister, though."

Lily became completely silent.

Reid slid his sword back into its sheath.

Momentarily, Reid could feel a sudden spike in magic around Lily, enough to make him shiver.

Her grip loosened, dropping her sword to the ground.

"Forceful Heart, Final Technique, Summer Wave of Forceful Flames."

That instant, the entire village was engulfed in fire.

Every house, every corpse, even the dirt was on fire. The entire area was lit up like a bonfire. Even Reid felt a slight amount of pain from the heat.

Slowly the fire died down from most of the ground. Houses and trees were still burning vividly, however.

"Impressive."

He walked closer to her and lifted her chin, revealing her cold, dark eyes. Tears flowed neverendingly from her eyes. 

"Well, come back with me, I'm sure you'll make a fun sparring partner."

He grabbed her arm.

Without hesitation, she tugged her arm away from him.

"Are we going to have to do this the hard way...?"

This time, Reid scooped her up and slung her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"Let me go."

"No can do."

"Let me go."

He ignored her.

"Please... I want to see my mother... let me go..."

Her voice became high pitched.

"Ugh... I have bad news fo-"

Suddenly Reid was forced to drop her. Another pair of arms caught her and gently placed her on the ground.

"I'm always late aren't I..." said a blonde-haired boy. 

"W-wait... you're..." Reid's voice was shaking.

The two of them looked at each other.

"Hahaha... you're Fourier, aren't you! I was not expecting this but this is great, no, amazing!" Reid shouted in pure bliss.

Reid quickly drew both of his swords.

"I've been waiting for you! Fourier! Finally, someone who can challenge me!"

Lily looked up at the blonde-haired boy, his eyes seemed empty like didn't have anything to care for. He had a subtle look of sadness on his face.

"Angel Sword, Technique Development, Barrier!"

Reid's white sword he was holding glistened a bit before he was engulfed by a layer of red aura.

"Come at me, Fourier! Show me what you've got!"

Fourier slowly drew his sword. As his sword came out of the sheath, Reid's ears began ringing by the presence of the sword.

"Hahaha! This is it! This is what I'm here for!"

Reid got into position, holding the two swords in front of him. Fourier took a few steps, standing a little distance in front of Lily.

"Devil Sword, First Form, Bereshit!"

Reid thrust his black sword towards Fourier. It was easily parried by a single movement.

"I can see the thread of power! Just like the goddess said... Fourier! You better not die before I complete my sword forms!"

Reid stepped back and released another form.

"Devil Sword, Second Form, Shemot!"

It was again easily deflected by Fourier, hardly even moving his body.

"Devil Sword, Third Form, Vayikra!" 

Reid attacked Fourier, again and again, with all of his attacks being deflected. Fourier's movements were incredibly clean, like a chess engine, playing the perfect move every time. He read each of Reid's movements and parried the attacks with minimal movements.

Reid's face was one of a child experiencing the happiest experience of his life, sweating from his brow, smiling happily. Fourier, on the other hand, was getting no joy from the fight, keeping a melancholic expression the entire time.

"Devil Sword, Ninth Form, Shemuel!" 

Fourier was met by a constant barrage of attacks and swings which he blocked every single one, with no pressure. His feet were still planted in the ground, in their original position. He seemed to be able to read the movement of every single strike from Reid and adjust his sword, making contact with his blade at every point.

"Devil Sword, Tenth Form, Melakhim!"

During this attack, Reid's attack managed to contain a sense of heaviness. For the first time, Fourier was forced to take a step back in order to deflect the attack. Reid's forms were like a puzzle, with each piece falling perfectly after the other. Getting stronger after each form.

"Devil Sword, Eleventh Form, Divrei Hayamin."

Fourier had quickly adapted to his attacks. Again, he was able to parry Reid's forms with a minimal amount of movement. Wind swept across the scene from the force of the attacks. Flames of the buildings around them fluttered in all different directions.

Lily looked up at the blonde boy, being completely mesmerized by the talent and skill of the Knight. He was easily defending every single attack of the person who had just killed her entire village without even trying.

"Devil Sword, Thirteenth Form, Ester."

The entire time, Fourier had not used a single attack on Reid, only constantly defending all of his sword forms. It was like he was looking down on Reid.

In between forms, the two of them would trade sword clashes. Reid only seemed to use forms on his Devil Sword but he still swung the Angel Sword between forms. The two swords seemed to have wildly different applications.

"They really didn't exaggerate when they talked about you!"

Reid constantly barraged Fourier with attacks, only for all of them to be parried with little effort. 

Finally, Fourier decided to speak.

"Why are you doing this."

Reid seemed to have been caught off-guard.

"What does this fighting mean to you," Fourier asked.

"Why am I doing this...? I guess you can ask the Goddess of Curses!" Reid laughed.

After a brief moment of silence.

"So are you making these decisions of your own accord?"

Reid seemed to be surprised by the question.

"Y-yes, I am."

"Are you sure... or are you just falling victim and being another chess piece on the Goddess' board."

Reid seemed to be losing his composure.

"Of course, these are my own decisions!"

He unleashed his next form.

"Devil Sword, Fourteenth Form, Iyov!"

He seemed to have been put off by the conversation, this time launching his attack with less enthusiasm. 

Suddenly, Fourier swung his sword with more power, slamming Reid's blade to the ground.

"What is your purpose."

Reid looked at Fourier and saw eyes that were as dull as an old knife. They were cold and lifeless, like someone who had given up.

"Huh?"

"Tell, me, why are you here?" Fourier asked.

Reid laughed a little.

"I'm here to kill Lucia."