Chapter 546

Posted by Kuze, ? Views, Released on April 8, 2025

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546.

Berkiya’s sword began to move.

It was hard to believe that this was the sword of an undead who had lost their reason. The blade traced beautiful patterns in the air, almost like art.

Chen Sia’s eyes widened as she watched. This blade was undoubtedly beautiful, evoking the image of petals.

However, it wasn’t the same sword Biha remembered.

The warmth she once felt from this blade had been replaced with a chilling coldness.

Kwaga-gak!

The sword’s energy scattered like flower petals, mercilessly slicing through Biha’s shadow copies.

Biha tightened her grip on the dagger in her hand.

Hwarrlrk!

A fiery aura erupted from Biha’s sword.

Hwioo!

Simultaneously, an aura of wind wrapped itself around the flames.

‘Incredible.’

Cheon Sia, observing from the depths of consciousness where she had surrendered her body to Biha, couldn’t hide her surprise.

Though she had entrusted her physical form to Biha, her consciousness remained intact. In fact, all her senses were painfully sharp.

Every movement.

Every gaze.

Everything was crystal clear.

“Lord Leo is in this combat.”

Witnessing the sword fight between Berkiya and Biha up close, Chen Sia saw shadows of Lord Leo in both of them.

It was truly strange.

Both Berkiya and Biha utilized completely different styles and movements.

Yet, the rhythm with which they wielded their swords, the unconventional methods they used to disrupt their opponent’s balance, and the process by which they predicted their opponent’s movements—everything about their duel carried heavy traces of Lord Leo.

This was a domain she could only access while her body was entrusted to Biha.

“Teacher Biha is…still teaching me even now.”

Realizing this, Chen Sia focused all her concentration and etched every single movement of Biha into her mind.

Biha executed her Aural Step.

Moving as fluidly as water, Biha closed in on Berkiya.

A clash of swords.

The closer Biha got to Berkiya, the greater the advantage she held. This was a principle Biha adhered to more strictly than anyone else.

Quickly closing the distance, Biha swung her palm.

Kwaang! Kugugu-gung!

A heavy blow like that of a massive rock impacted Berkiya’s chest.

The shock caused the surrounding ground to crumble.

But Berkiya didn’t even flinch.

“Armor of Animus.”

Chen Sia murmured at the sight of the magic protecting Berkiya’s body.

She had seen Eiran use it before. Though seemingly the same magic, the defensive power was incomparable.

“At that time, this was my limit.”

Biha spoke to the advancing Berkiya with her sword aimed at her.

“My frail body couldn’t move any further.”

Chaeang!

After blocking Berkiya’s blade, Biha continued.

“It’s not your fault, Berkiya.”

In an instant, Biha’s form disappeared.

For a brief moment, Berkiya lost track of Biha’s movements.

Through the connection with Chen Sia’s body, Chen Sia felt every single bone breaking.

Clearly, this was beyond her limits.

But she gritted her teeth and endured.

‘If I lose consciousness now, it’s over!’

The spirit animating Chen Sia’s current body was Biha’s.

Yet, it was merely a temporary loan.

If Chen Sia’s consciousness were lost in such a situation, Biha would also lose control of the body.

‘I’m used to pain! Endure!’

‘Thank you.’

Expressing gratitude to her struggling descendant, Biha moved rapidly with movements that were spine-chillingly sharp despite her compromised state.

A moment’s power was enough to demonstrate that she still fell short of her original strength.

But Biha’s eyes remained cold as she targeted every gap in Berkiya’s defenses.

This Berkiya could not defeat anyone who matched or surpassed her ability.

And in this spot, in this world, there was only one being who possessed power equal to hers.

Breaking through Berkiya’s defenses, Biha pressed both palms against Berkiya’s chest.

Releasing her aura, she unleashed it.

Blinding light! Kwaaang!

A massive shockwave exploded.

Berkiya’s body, lifted off the ground, rolled across it.

“Aaaaaaah!”

Screaming, Berkiya rose.

But she soon collapsed, seemingly losing her strength.

“Aaaaaaaah!”

Watching Berkiya scream in agony, Biha smiled bitterly and collapsed as well.

Chen Sia had lost consciousness.

Puc!

Leo caught Chen Sia’s falling body.

“Master… Please take care of the aftermath.”

“Of course.”

Nodding, Biha seemed to relax and closed her eyes.

Leo handed Chen Sia over to Eiran who had arrived.

The situation here was resolved.

All that remained was Berkiya.

“Aaaaaaah!”

Berkiya screamed.

I hate this. I hate everything.

She cursed the world that had taken away those she loved.

And she loathed herself for wanting to burn this world that her masters had risked their lives to save.

She despised herself for taking the life of someone akin to a sister.

“Aaaaaaah!”

What should she do?

What should she do?

Struggling in anguish like a lost lamb.

Tup!

Someone placed their hand on her head.

In that moment—

Hwaac!

Berkiya swung her sword.

No matter how much of a shock it was, she could still decapitate someone who dared to touch her body so casually.

Living beings were hateful.

Driven by the instincts of the undead, she was about to strike—

“Hey, you d*mn disciple. What’s got you so troubled?”

Uttuk!

The voice sounded somewhat familiar.

“You’ve done plenty, more than enough…”

“Ah…”

“Even though it was tough, you did your best, didn’t you? More than your best. So…”

The hand roughly tousling her hair made her want to cry.

“Why do you keep blaming yourself?”

That voice always scolded her whenever she made a mistake.

“For trying to burn the world they saved out of hatred?”

But.

“Maybe you would have done the same. I would have.”

But it was the voice that always took her side in the end.

“For hurting and killing Biha?”

It was the voice she wanted to rely on when she was troubled.

“You didn’t mean to, right?”

Yet it was the voice she had never truly leaned on before.

Because she wanted to show that she could stand on her own as soon as possible.

She wanted to be someone who could be trusted and relied upon, not someone who caused worry.

‘Why doesn’t Master Kyle ever tell me I’m doing well?’

‘Told you plenty.’

‘But only once!’

‘Do something well, then I’ll tell you.’

‘But Master Lunia and Master Aron often praise me when I give them food?’

‘They’d probably praise you for anything.’

‘Crying face.’

“You’ve done well.”

Leo softly stroked Berkiya’s head with earnestness.

“You really have.”

Berkiya’s focus returned.

Looking up at Leo with a daze, she murmured.

“Master Kyle…”

Leo removed his hand from Berkiya’s head, smiling gently, and then delivered a punch right into her jaw.

“d*e! Just plain d*e! You’ve caused worry since you were little, and now as an adult, you’re still the same!”

Seeing this, Lunia and Eiran panicked.

“Hey hey! Leo! Stop it already! She’s just recovered!”

“Leo-sama! Berkiya-sama was exhausted!”

Lunia clung to Leo’s arm and Eiran latched onto his waist.

Meanwhile, Chen Sia, who was helping to support Berkiya, fell back to the ground.

Of course, no one noticed.

“Regained consciousness, so I’m hitting! I was tired too, so I’m hitting! d*e! No, d*e again! You d*mn disciple!”

“Uaaaaaaah!”

“Gather yourself!”

Leo’s roar and Lunia and Eiran’s screams echoed into the sky.

“Even so… Is this okay?”

Chen Sia, who had collapsed to the ground but regained consciousness, sighed.

Her body had reached its limit; she couldn’t even twitch her fingers.

“Since you caused so much worry, you need to be hit a little.”

Cheerfully, Biha’s calm voice made Chen Sia smile faintly.

‘I must not worry Lord Leo anymore.’

The entire city was filled with chaos.

The Grand Hall, and the Templar Force, which could be called the core of the city’s power, had been overthrown.

The Elves, who had been confined in the underground city, escaped to the surface.

The group moved into an intact house amidst the ruins of the battlefield.

Sitting in the living room with her arms folded, Lunia sighed deeply.

“This is going to be a headache.”

“Indeed.”

Eiran nodded in agreement with Lunia’s statement.

Thinking about the cleanup itself was already painful.

“Whatever are those two talking about?”

“Probably a lot to discuss.”

Leo replied flatly.

“Ultimately, both Berkiya’s and Biha’s unfinished business is tied to each other.”

Berkiya became an undead from the guilt of killing Biha with her own hands.

Biha became a spirit from the guilt of never being able to help Berkiya.

Whether it was returning as an undead or a spirit, both came back because of each other.

“As for what Lord Leo could teach these fully grown disciples…”

“What would there be to teach?”

Leo supported his chin and replied nonchalantly.

“If there were anything, surely you would have learned it already.”

At these words, Chen Sia smiled gently.

Hearing this, Lunia spoke with a sullen tone.

“So, this has nothing to do with you two?”

“Lord and I will return to Lumeran.”

Chen Sia smiled.

Hearing this, Lunia’s fists trembled.

For some reason, she felt incredibly irritated.

At that moment, Berkiya stumbled in.

“Everyone has waited long enough, hasn’t it?”

“Ah, Lady Berkiya!”

“Have you finished your conversation…?”

“Um…?”

The faces of the three girls stood rigid as they were about to rise.

“Fortunately, we have plenty of ingredients left.”

The three girls trembled in fear.

“Be-Berkiya-sama, our stomachs aren’t empty yet…”

“After so much physical movement, you have to eat plenty to grow healthily.”

Berkiya placed the food on the table with an affectionate smile.

Seeing this, Leo frowned and remarked.

“There’s too much.”

“Master, you too have grown so thin.”

Berkiya gently grasped Leo’s wrist with both hands and looked concerned.

“Your body is nothing but bones. It looks like it might break any moment. This is so painful for your disciple.”

‘Does her mind not function properly yet?’

“Master, whether your mind returns or not, your body is still in its prime. You need to eat well. You must eat a lot.”

Biha echoed similar sentiments with a face very similar to Berkiya’s.

“Don’t worry; you don’t have to finish it all. Just take a little. I’ve worked hard on this.”

Under the clamor of these two disciples, Leo clicked his tongue.

“Alright.”

“But you girls don’t have to finish it all, do you?”

The faces of the three girls went pale.

“Be-Berkiya-sama! Biha-sama! I’m the Student Council President of Seirun Academy!”

“Oh, I’ve heard of Seirun. It’s quite prestigious. So being the student president means you hold a high position there, doesn’t it?”

“Yes! Currently, Elldon is in a state of great confusion!”

“Is that so… Sorry about that.”

“No, no! It’s not because of Lady Berkiya! What I mean is… As the student council president of Seirun, I need to leave immediately to handle the aftermath of this incident!”

“Ah.”

Berkiya nodded.

“Isn’t there a saying that hurry often comes too late?”

“Huh?”

“And when taking on such great responsibilities, you need to eat even more.”

Berkiya took the food from Leo’s plate and placed it onto Lunia’s dish.

Lunia’s face blanched.

And thus, the meal began.

As the three girls reluctantly ate with their spirits seemingly drifting away, Leo leaned back and asked:

“I’ve been curious for a while now.”

Leo’s gaze turned towards Berkiya and Biha.

“Why did both of you fight so frequently back then? You usually got along well.”