bookbashuk #454 - Rascal Does Not Dream of Lionheart Girl
#454 - Rascal Does Not Dream of Lionheart Girl
Salvatore Doni left.
“What exactly did he come here for?”
Kusanagi Godou muttered slightly.
That guy performed the parting of the Red Sea for them, came with an invincible and unmatched demeanor, and then ran away crying—after fighting successively with Zunzun and Kusanagi Godou, shouting: “I can’t even beat my juniors!”
Salvatore Doni is very strong.
As the Sword King, he possesses the Silver Hand of Cleaving—a simple yet terrifying power that can cut everything. It’s just a pity that he encountered Zunzun and Kusanagi Godou, who defeated him with clever methods.
No, it should be said that it was barely a tie.
“If it weren’t for the unbreakable twin bond between chasing and banishing, I would have really been cut down.”
“Godou, it’s not good to casually reveal your powers.”
“…Sorry, I forgot again.”
Kusanagi Godou is, after all, new to the Reverse Side and doesn’t know these unwritten rules. Besides, with the power of a Godslayer, even if his powers are known, ordinary people can’t do anything to them.
It’s just necessary to be wary of guys like Salvatore, who can smile cheerfully and then cut you down without any politeness, a true battle maniac.
In addition, Godslayers are essentially battle maniacs.
Salvatore is the extroverted type, Kusanagi Godou is the introverted type, and Zunzun is the volatile type—usually fine, but explodes at the slightest touch.
Having successfully killed a god with the body of a mortal and then beating up an old senior, most people would definitely be beside themselves with joy. Even the most calm and collected person should have a triumphant air. However, Kusanagi Godou didn’t have it at all.
Because he knew that Zunzun had easily defeated Salvatore, whom he had barely managed to tie with.
If Erica hadn’t pleaded bitterly at the end of the battle, they might have really gone all out. Moreover, Kusanagi Godou also knew that Salvatore had held back a lot during their fight.
Looking at the island underfoot, neatly sliced in two, one could tell.
Magic sword, so scary!
Although Zunzun repeatedly stated that he was merely using the abilities of the Ten Incarnations to skillfully maneuver around him, his effortless appearance was completely different from his own desperate struggle.
“Well, let’s call it an end here.”
“If no one else comes looking for trouble.”
“I sincerely hope not.”
Kusanagi Godou was already scared. If another Godslayer came looking for trouble, Japan might be sunk.
Although he acted somewhat poorly, one must remember that during the spring break in March, he was still a third-year middle school student—never having been exposed to the Reverse Side, nor having fought to the death with anyone before.
“Anyway, in a week, I’ll be a high school student.”
“Hmm.”
“What’s wrong, Zunzun? Why do you have such a strange expression?”
“No, I just can’t help but exclaim—as expected, Japanese high school students save the world, huh?”
“Is this a light novel!?”
“—Thank you for your support!” X2
The two of them engaged in a manzai-style… no, Japan should call it a stand-up comedy routine, making a funny scene.
Over the past few days, they had actually become quite close. But no matter how close they were, there would be a time for parting. Kusanagi Godou was going back to Japan to be a high school student, while Zunzun was going to look for a way to go to the Netherworld.
In fact, Zunzun had already asked Erica for help these past few days, and tomorrow he would set off to the Red Copper Black Cross headquarters in Italy to have them contact Lady Aisha’s Anti-Destiny Sect and connect with them.
However, Zunzun didn’t hold much hope.
After all, Lady Aisha’s whereabouts were elusive, and no one had ever known her exact location. Therefore, in addition to this, Zunzun also wanted to take this opportunity to find a way to go to the Netherworld.
“Well then, it’s time to say goodbye, Zunzun.”
“Yes, see you next time, Godou.”
The two stood at the airport.
With the status and powers of a Godslayer, they could have completely crossed the sea on their own like Salvatore, or used their authority to drive away everyone in the airport. However, Kusanagi Godou didn’t want to be so high-profile, so the four of them, like ordinary people, appeared in the noisy airport.
“This trip will probably be unforgettable for me.”
“Are you talking about feeling awkward and uncomfortable taking a bath with me, or being disappointed that Lucrezia and Erica came in later wearing swimsuits, or being interrupted while being intimate with Lucrezia on the private beach…?”
“Waaaaah————”
Kusanagi Godou immediately shouted. As expected of a pure-hearted boy, but he was still a step below the Pig-head Boy.
Should it be said that it was a foreign country?
Even if he shouted like that, it didn’t cause anyone to be suspicious, after all, every now and then, someone would shout here.
Whether it was the journey of slaying a god or having an ambiguous relationship with Lucrezia, it had a huge impact on his short 16-year life.
After agreeing to definitely meet again, the two separated here.
“Godou, you might be played by bad women.”
“Zunzun, are you worried about him?”
“After all, he’s a comrade who fought alongside me.”
Even though the two weren’t on the same battlefield, it was thanks to Kusanagi Godou’s daring intervention in the divine war with the body of a mortal that he held back the God King Baal, creating the opportunity for him to slay the god.
“Speaking of which, Erica, you didn’t deny it.”
“After all, that’s his personality.”
The Lion Princess beside her revealed a mocking smile, her words full of disdain. Instead of appreciating Kusanagi Godou’s help in holding back the God King Baal, she felt that he had snatched Zunzun’s prey.
“I’m talking about you…”
“Um, I’m still here…”
It was Lucrezia who spoke. She didn’t go to Japan with Kusanagi Godou because there was still a lot of cleanup work to be done.
“Heh.”
Erica glanced contemptuously at the young-looking witch, as if saying that she disdained talking to someone who liked old cows eating young grass, which made Lucrezia anxious.
Although the two served different people, the reasons for women’s mutual hostility were also strange and varied. Zunzun only thought they had a good relationship.
Fortunately, this strange atmosphere didn’t last long. Soon, Zunzun and Erica boarded a plane to Italy, or rather, Rome.
Erica strongly requested to take a boat because they could enjoy the scenery along the way, but Zunzun felt that he would have to endure seven hours of fervent love proposals, so it was better to take a plane that could arrive in a little over an hour, so he refused.
Of course, he couldn’t avoid the young girl’s seduction on the plane either.
Greeting the two after landing was Arianna, a young girl in a maid outfit with a charming smile, like a lily swaying in the wind, with a touching appearance—if it weren’t while driving.
Another hour later.
“Ugh.” Zunzun covered his mouth with a pale face and said in a muffled voice: “Anna, actually, I’m not in too much of a hurry. There’s no need to compress a three-hour journey into one hour.”
“But…”
“Zunzun didn’t even want to take a boat with me and instead took a plane, isn’t that because he’s in a hurry?”
The maid looked at Erica with a grievance, and the blonde beauty, tossing her hair, said somewhat aggrievedly.
Zunzun was speechless for a moment.
Erica left first because she had to report, while Arianna took him to the reception room.
Zunzun understood.
With a Demon King gracing them with his presence, the magic society should show sincerity and treat him well, absolutely not neglecting him and causing him displeasure… That’s how it should be.
“But, why fight?”
“Because it’s necessary.”
Half an hour ago, Zunzun, led by Arianna, arrived at a hill near the Roman Colosseum.
This is one of the seven hills of Rome, called Palatine Hill—the name doesn’t matter, anyway, this can be considered a ruin.
Erica in front of him had already changed into a light red and black suit, holding her beloved sword—Lion King’s Heart·Reinhardt.
“Necessary… huh.”
Zunzun glanced out of the corner of his eye at a slightly further distance.
There was seemingly no one there, but in reality, there were three people. The magic power they exuded was very strong, so he could see through them at a glance.
“I see, testing my strength?”
“It’s really great that you understand, Zunzun.”
Erica also looked somewhat helpless. She should be one of the people who knew best how strong Zunzun was, but just like there are always ignorant people who want to pull out the dragon’s whiskers, the Red Copper Black Cross was like that.
“I will be your opponent, Zunzun.”
“The Crimson Devil as an opponent… I can, but I might not be able to hold back.”
“Please show your majesty as a King.”
Erica said this with utmost seriousness.
So, it means to use all my strength?
The Lion Princess believed in the creed of fair and square duels and would never hold back her strength. Her favorite tactic was to break through head-on, and to completely defeat the opponent with maximum attack power.
So, if Zunzun could show his strength in the same way, she would feel honored.
“Then—”
Zunzun snapped his fingers, and a giant magic flame dragon hundreds of meters tall appeared in mid-air, then breathed fire without any politeness towards Erica—in the direction behind her.
“Waaaaah————”
“No way!”
“Hey, get out of the way!”
Boom——————
The scorching breath leveled the entire hill. Because the ancient Roman Colosseum was behind him, Zunzun restrained himself, but the others were fair game.
The hill, which was already a ruin, became even worse. Zunzun looked at the hill that had been destroyed beyond recognition and looked at Erica beside him, asking: “Was that too much?”
“No, it’s just right.”
The girl said with a wicked smile.
Using all his strength meant using all his strength. This attack from Zunzun didn’t hold back at all.
Fairies and sorcerers are symbiotic.
The more magic power a sorcerer provides, the stronger the fairy will become. After becoming a Godslayer, the magic power in Zunzun’s body transformed into divine power, both in quality and quantity, different from the past.
As a result—
“To think it would have such powerful destructive force.”
“But does Veleslana’s Ten Incarnations have a dragon among them?”
“Or did he acquire other powers that we don’t know about?”
The three looked at the mountain behind them with lingering fear, with different expressions. Although they didn’t know what the hidden story was, they were very clear about one thing, and that was—
“Please forgive our rudeness, O King!” X 3
The three knelt before Zunzun in unison.
The bigger the fist, the harder the truth. This is the truth of the world.