Water Magician-Chapter 526: Battle for the Detached Palace Reaches its Conclusion

Editor: Tseirp

“I never imagined Lord Vogue would be defeated… But it doesn’t matter. If I take down everyone, the result remains the same.”

Dezai declared boldly.

“I won’t let you!”

Standing protectively in front of Princess Shio Fen was Mifa, shielding her with her own body.

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Mifa understood all too well—her master, Abel, could no longer move.

There was no point in Abel risking his life to protect Princess Shio Fen only for her to die here.

Moreover, Mifa’s very purpose was to ensure the princess’s survival.

But then…

The doors to the audience chamber were suddenly blasted open.

“Eh?”

“What?”

Both Mifa and Dezai were momentarily unable to comprehend what had just happened.

“”

Rain fell briefly, but only around Dezai. The next instant, he was trapped inside a coffin of ice.

It happened just as Dezai was reaching for a talisman hidden in his pocket.

“Abel!”

Bursting through the now shattered doors was a robed water-attribute magician.

“You’re late… you know…”

Abel rasped, his breath barely audible, but a faint smirk played on his lips.

“If you were in trouble, you should’ve told me through the ‘Soul Resonance’. You left it disconnected!”

“Forgot…”

Abel let out another weak laugh in response to Ryo’s reproach.

“For now, drink this potion.”

Ryo said as he handed Abel a vial.

Finally, with a bit of relief settling over them, they could breathe.

“Ryo-san…”

“Ah, Mifa, you seem unscathed. Based on my sonar scan, you didn’t appear to have any major injuries… but are you hurt at all?”

“Umm… no, I’m fine.”

Though Mifa didn’t understand what sonar meant, she quickly reassured him she wasn’t injured.

“Uh, so, you must be Princess Shio Fen?”

“Yes, I am Shio, honored with the title of Princess Fen. You must be Ryo-sama. Please, let me express my gratitude.”

“Thank you for the kind introduction. I am Ryo of the Knightley Kingdom. Pleased to make your acquaintance.”

While they exchanged formalities, Abel, now bolstered by the potion, stood and approached Vogue’s fallen form.

Placing his fingers against Vogue’s neck.

“He’s alive… persistent bastard.”

Abel murmured.

“Is that the man who nearly defeated you, Abel? That black sword is pretty cool.”

“That’s what you’re impressed by? That’s Lord Vogue—the kingdom’s greatest swordsman.”

“I see. Amazingly, you managed to beat someone like that.”

Ryo nodded repeatedly.

Murmuring how he wished he could’ve witnessed such a fight…

“I barely managed it, using a reversed grip on my sword.”

“Reversed grip? Is there some advantage to holding a sword that way?”

Surprised by Abel’s answer, Ryo tilted his head in curiosity.

He’d seen depictions of reversed grips in manga and anime back on Earth—used with knives or kunai—but he’d never really understood the practical benefit.

Yet here Abel stood, having defeated a powerful enemy with such a technique.

“My left hand was numb. I had no choice but to rely on my right hand to block his strikes.”

“You could block his strikes with a reversed grip?”

Still puzzled, Ryo walked over to the fallen Vogue and pulled Abel’s enchanted sword from his right side.

“…Ugh”

A faint groan escaped Vogue’s lips.

“Hey…”

Abel protested at the sight of Ryo’s casual handling of the situation.

“Abel, you have potions, don’t you? After removing the short sword from his left side, you should treat his wounds with them.”

“I’ll do it, but… maybe a bit more carefully…”

“It’s better to apply or administer potions as quickly as possible. Kenneth mentioned that.”

“I, I see…”

While Ryo experimented with holding Abel’s sword in a reversed grip, Abel removed the short sword from Vogue’s left side, pouring half a potion onto the wound and forcing the rest down his throat.

“Ah, I see. If you lift your pinky and ring finger slightly and adjust your wrist angle, you can support the blade with your entire forearm.”

Ryo remarked, moving both the sword and his arm experimentally.

“Exactly. If you keep your arm close to your body and lock your elbow, you can withstand even powerful two-handed strikes. From there, your movements naturally incorporate your legs and waist rotation.”

“I used to think the only advantage of a reversed grip was how it helped deliver more force into a stab… but you figured out this use during battle?”

“Not really. It’s wisdom I picked up from the Archipelago Region.”

“Huh?”

Ryo tilted his head again, puzzled by Abel’s unexpected reply.

“There’s a book I read there called ‘Knife Fights on the High Seas’. It mentioned this technique.”

“Ah! Wasn’t that a book you borrowed from Captain Dao? That makes sense. Sailors do sometimes wield knives with a reversed grip.”

“Exactly. Plus… I had an earlier experience fighting someone who used reversed grips and dual swords.”

Abel recalled his past battle with San, the leader and swordsman of the A-rank party ‘Five Dragons’ from the Knightley Kingdom.

Back then, Abel’s party, the ‘Crimson Sword’, clashed with the ‘Five Dragons’.

Abel was confronted by San, who used his own sword style.

San’s unconventional fighting style, using a reversed grip and dual blades, had bewildered Abel.

But that encounter had made him stronger.

“Experience expands your arsenal. For an adventurer, a wealth of techniques is a treasure—and a lifeline.”

“True. In that sense, this battle might also benefit you someday.”

“You’re right.”

Ryo nodded and said repeatedly, and Abel also agreed.

After all, one never knows when—or how—past experiences might prove invaluable.

“Dammit…”

Lying on his back on the floor, Vogue appeared to have recovered enough to speak, thanks to the potion.

“Vogue, you’ve lost.”

“I know that. I admit it…”

Abel declared, and Vogue replied, accepting his defeat.

“That swordsman—once he recovers, won’t he try to escape? Should I encase him in ice?”

“With those injuries. Even a potion won’t fully heal him.”

Ryo suggested, and Abel shook his head, dismissing the idea.

But Vogue himself seemed perplexed.

“Encase in ice?”

Turning his head, Vogue finally noticed Dezai, frozen solid in ice nearby.

“Wait… Is that guy…frozen?”

“Yeah. Ryo here suggested we do the same to you, just in case.”

“No, wait. Hold on, hold on! If I get frozen like that, I’ll die!”

Vogue protested in a panic.

His reaction was understandable.

After all, Dezai was encased in ice, utterly immobilized.

“No, he’s probably not dead. Right, Ryo?”

“Yes, he’s alive.”

The exchange was lighthearted.

But Abel suddenly voiced a lingering doubt.

“Hey, Ryo. About Dezai—he was pulling out a charm when he got frozen. How did that even work?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well, talismans usually repel magic, right? How were you able to freeze him?”

“Abel, that’s an excellent question.”

Ryo said with a bright smile.

“Sorcerers launch their talismans, but their effect only activates the moment they leave their fingers.”

“Ooh.”

“Before that moment, the talismans are still connected to the sorcerer’s… soul or something like that. Remember how Duke Helb mentioned it’s best not to touch talismans directly? There’s a connection, but the talisman’s functionality only starts after it’s released. That’s why I could freeze it beforehand. Both when I saved Sue Ku-san in the city and now.”

“Wait, that knowledge…?”

“Yeah. It’s from ‘Practical Applications: How Talismans and Charms Shape the Future’.”

“Just like with my reverse grip, looks like we’re both the same, Ryo.”

“Tell me about it. Being bookworms has really paid off.”

The two nodded repeatedly.

Indeed, books were treasure troves of knowledge.

And that knowledge could save lives.

Both had learned that lesson through experience.

“Wait a second!”

Vogue interjected, breaking into their amicable atmosphere.

“You two are definitely weird.”

“How rude! The weird one here is Abel!”

“No, it’s Ryo who’s weird.”

Ryo and Abel both argued against Vogue’s remark.

Both seemed convinced that they were perfectly normal.

“I’m not sure about weird, but neither of them seems entirely normal. Don’t you agree, Mifa?”

“Shio-sama, I’d rather not answer that question…”

Princess Shio Fen and Mifa whispered to one another, clearly leaning toward Vogue’s perspective.

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