The Son-In-Law Of A Prestigious Household Wants A Divorce-Chapter 71: Hovering Wings

“Ah... Within a tragedy lies tangled knots of circumstances of those involved...”

The Sword Demon slowly lowered the hand covering his face.

By now, his tears had dried, and his moistened eyes had grown sharper, as if honed.

“I shall make today’s tragedy a nourishment for what’s to come.”

He turned his chilling gaze towards Isaac and the Grandmaster.

This was his acknowledgment, that the trap he set for Arandel had failed, as well as his vow, that he’d make it succeed next time.

It also was his resolution to kill everyone before him and leave.

“Dismissing us so lightly like that.”

The Grandmaster sneered, resting the tachi on her shoulder.

However, the Sword Demon continued in a stoic voice.

As if he couldn’t hear her voice.

“You. Do you truly intend to compete with me using those?”

He pointed at the tachi in their hands.

“Are you aware of whom you’re pointing those to?”

What it meant to fight against the being, the Origin of the swords.

The Sword Demon reminded them that.

Primordials.

The progenitor of the odachi, the so-called sword of the Transcendent Race.

They gulped hard, but they didn’t answer.

But that silence was enough of an answer for the Sword Demon as he nodded, raising his odachi again.

“Learning is always the act that fulfills emptiness—“

The Sword Demon disappeared like an afterimage.

Then, his voice echoed from Isaac’s left, prompting him to open his eyes wide.

“Be grateful for the lesson. Until the moment you close your eyes.”

CLANG!

At that moment, the Grandmaster’s tachi barely grazed Isaac’s eyes.

The Sword Demon had tried to cut off Isaac’s head in an instant, but the Grandmaster quickly reacted, thrusting her sword to block the odachi.

Though that attack surprised him, Isaac didn’t retreat but instead lunged towards the Sword Demon.

He figured that with the creature’s sword now occupied, it was the perfect chance to attack.

His tachi swung in an arc, but the Sword Demon’s easily caught it with his hand.

It was such an effortless-looking action that made his attack seem powerless.

The fact that the sword he swung with a full force was blocked with a single hand was a clear proof of their gap between the two of them, as well as proof why he shouldn’t have intervened in this battlefield.

But...

Isaac let go of the caught tachi and clenched his fist tightly.

Through watching Arandel’s back, and beating down Lohengrin, Isaac had learned...

Not fixating on the sword, he threw his fist straight at the Sword Demon’s vital points.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

He struck his temple, philtrum, and solar plexus.

Even a Helmont would stagger if they were to receive the blow, so it should have some effects on this creature, but...

“...!”

It was his own blood that was shed.

Blood dripped from his fist, pain as if he had struck an iron plate covered in thorns struck him.

“How foolish.”

Meanwhile, the Sword Demon looked down at him, who had come in close for the strike. Then, he made a gesture that could easily take his life, but...

Whoosh!

A spear flew towards his shoulder.

If it was aimed anywhere else within his body, his attempt on Isaac’s life would go uninterrupted, but...

The place where the spear was flying to was the gashing wound that the Grandmaster left.

He hurriedly twisted his body to dodge, and thanks to that, Isaac gained time to collect himself.

Of course, Isaac didn’t retreat.

His role here was to create enough openings for the Grandmaster to sweep in.

He grasped the tachi the Sword Demon was holding again. Since he wouldn’t be able to yank it away from the creature’s hand anyway, he poured his strength into the tachi instead.

Crackle!

Brikala’s electricity surged as it roared.

The Sword Demon was momentarily surprised by the stinging pain of electricity felt in his palm, and at that moment...

“Posing as the Origin like that. How unsightly.”

The Grandmaster’s sword flashed as she swung it with a proper stance.

Her tachi aimed for the creature’s neck.

However, his reaction time was simply just beyond imagination, and the attack failed to cut his neck in the end.

The Sword Demon hurriedly retreated.

Feeling humiliated since he was forced to retreat, he bit his lip hard.

Thud.

But then he noticed one of his horns fell to the ground. Almost immediately, his eyes were dyed with red demonic energy.

“Indeed. I must acknowledge. You could at least imitate.”

Along with the red demonic energy, ink-colored energy contained in the odachi surged.

Give him some time, he’d unleash the slash that had split the Helmont’s knights in two again.

If that were to happen, then everything would be over.

There was no one here who could withstand that.

“Stay sharp. We have to enter his domain.”

The Sword Demon had decided to take a defensive approach to guarantee his victory.

It was because he couldn’t guarantee it if he kept clashing with them head-on. Their irregular attacks by using numerical superiority was too much of a variable for him.

“I’ll open the way, follow me.”

“Understood.”

The Grandmaster rushed forward first. Meanwhile the Sword Demon focused its attention on her more than Isaac, tilting his odachi.

“Filthy, vulgar half-breed. Your sword, I have to acknowledge.”

“Sorry, I don’t need that sort of thing.”

CLANG!

Their swords clashed.

However, that clash didn’t last long.

The sight of them exchanging several blows in an instant looked almost like a sword dance.

It was different from the battle of strength between her and Arandel.

To give a rough description, they seemed like they were constantly dropping and grabbing their swords because they had grown too hot to be touched.

Amidst the whirlwind of consecutive strikes, Isaac circled behind the Sword Demon.

Aiming for an opening where he could shoot for victory.

It was dirty, but Isaac didn’t have much repulsion towards such actions.

“Wretched cur.”

At that moment, black light suddenly burst from the Sword Demon’s odachi.

“Kugh?!”

It pushed the Grandmaster’s body back, and her posture crumbled.

The Sword Demon, who had been pretending not to care about him, twisted his body and flew straight at Isaac.

“Your petty tricks end here. Imitation who can’t even imitate properly.”

“...!”

“This is not a battlefield where one without qualification can stand.”

The Sword Demon’s figure filled Isaac’s vision as the massive odachi swung down to cleave him in half.

CLANG!

His body was flung away before it rolled on the ground. However, there was no sword wound on it. Even though he was overpowered, Isaac managed to block the Sword Demon’s sword.

“...!”

That was when the Sword Demon realized...

Isaac had read the trajectory of his attack before he even swung his sword.

For the first time, the Sword Demon’s eyes widened, his pupils shaking.

“What, how—“

It was different from the Grandmaster.

She had been responding by reacting to his sword’s movements.

But, Isaac couldn’t do that, his body wasn’t capable enough to do so. Instead, he anticipated the attack’s trajectory from the moment the Sword Demon leaped from where he was and blocked it.

Crack!

Meanwhile, the Sword Demon felt humiliated.

A mere human who had fallen sprawled on the ground...

Managed to not only read, but also learned his sword that was honed over a lifetime in just a few exchanges.

His odachi, tempered in depths of time unreachable by anyone, was read by a green sword wielder.

“Maybe it’s because it’s old.”

A sardonic smirk hung on Isaac’s lips as he slowly collected himself.

“Your sword wasn’t that difficult to read.”

“You bastard!”

Boom!

The Sword Demon took a large step forward.

He disliked this human from the very beginning.

The short blade that imitated the odachi.

It was as if the sword that was the pride of their race had been modified for humans’ use.

As if they had stolen their pride, their heart, their soul...

“Your kind always! Taking what’s ours!”

Boom!

He took a long leap.

The ink-colored energy in the odachi signaled that he could unleash his blow at any time.

Without hesitation, he directed all his demonic energy, spewing like flames, at Isaac.

“Isaac!”

Silverna’s spear flew in urgently. However, the Sword Demon deflected it just by pulling back to swing his sword.

In an instant, he arrived right in front of Isaac.

Using his sword, once again, he was about to unleash a vicious slash.

Isaac, as if his life flashed before his eyes...

The Sword Demon’s sword strike seemed to be slowing down.

Even though it was a sword that was worthy to be called a Demon Sword, somehow, it looked slower compared to his previous attacks.

In any case, this was the perfect moment for him to cut off Isaac’s head, but...

The Sword Demon turned around.

Using the long handle of his odachi, he deflected the Grandmaster’s sword that was aimed at his back.

“...!”

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CLANG!

The Grandmaster’s sword flew high into the sky.

Amidst this, the Sword Demon’s calm voice echoed heavily.

“Mine is all the anger. But.”

The anger that he had shown just moments ago had already subsided, as if he had vented all his frustration.

That was how calm and composed he looked right now.

“The karma and life in my hands belong to my brethren.”

Everything had been an act; he had only been pretending to be angry, all for the sake of luring out the Grandmaster.

Although, his acknowledgment towards Isaac was real, as he had indeed managed to hurt his pride.

The Sword Demon aimed for victory; to cut the throat of the woman who posed the greatest threat to him.

Ink-colored energy settled thickly on his odachi.

It advanced heavily, yet slowly, like a massive siege engine.

From this position, she could neither dodge nor block.

But, just as the enormous slash, aimed to cut the Grandmaster’s body in half, was about to draw its line...

“Do you know?”

The Grandmaster slightly raised the corners of her mouth.

“That one originally uses dual swords.”

A wind blew.

The small breeze wedged into the space becoming saturated with ink color.

Completely opposite to before...

Isaac caught the tachi that had been knocked away midair, then a demonic energy that was similar to the Sword Demon’s settled in.

The two tachi were tucked at his waist.

Making him look like an elegant stork with its wings folded.

However, the slashes extending from both his hands turned the stork into an eagle with spread wings.

Hovering Wings.

The moment the two blades reached the Sword Demon’s shoulder, his sticky flesh and bones were crushed, and one arm fell to the floor.

Boom!

“Kuugh!”

Having lost one arm, the tip of his unbalanced odachi touched the ground.

The ink color, almost like the color of a grudge, lost its way and tore through the wounded Sword Demon.

Black blood started spewing out of his mouth.

“Haa, haa!”

Meanwhile, Isaac’s arms dropped down, as if all strength instantly drained from his entire body.

He pushed himself to the limit, knowing full well that he couldn’t win without doing so.

At least, unlike before...

He didn’t faint; proof that he had grown considerably.

“When spread, it was like a great eagle, but...”

He could even catch those words that sounded like praise.

“It isn’t actually an eagle, but a phoenix.”

And the bright smile that spread across the Grandmaster’s lips.