LIGHTNOVELWORLD Chapter 50
At first, when the Master hurriedly ran, Lucius had no particular thoughts.
There would surely be enemies where the Master was headed.
Being the kind of person who deliberately goes to dangerous places, there must be a very dangerous enemy in the south, not the north.
And that assumption was not wrong.
Kieeeek—!!
A gigantic enemy appeared from the south.
The sheer size of the enemy took Lucius’s breath away.
Sand Worm.
It was so enormous that it seemed unreasonable to contend with it in any conventional way.
Though he knew its name, it was so colossal that he wondered if it might swallow the entire city whole.
However.
Somehow, he didn’t feel that he would lose against that Sand Worm.
If he were to use the Holy Wind Sword.
If he unleashed the power of the Holy Sword, he could definitely defeat the Sand Worm.
The Holy Wind Sword is powerful enough to take down a Black Dragon.
Lucius recalled a scene he’d seen in a vision before.
The Hero of the Wind.
That person who unleashed a golden storm, demonstrating overwhelming power against the black dragon.
Perhaps that was the previous Hero.
What he had seen was likely the Holy Sword Hero battling the Great Demon Lord Bel Phegor.
Considering that immense power and skill, a Sand Worm was hardly a concern.
‘Finally.’
Despite the danger, Lucius felt a thrill.
If the Master commanded the release of the Holy Sword.
He could slice the Sand Worm in one blow, becoming a hero who saved the city from it.
Any man with the potential to become a hero naturally yearns for it.
Beyond simply being a user of the Holy Sword, becoming a true hero, a genuine champion.
The Master would surely praise him even more.
Having the stage set for his accomplishments, Lucius clenched his fists.
And.
“……Ah.”
He quickly realized how naive that thought was.
Crunch, crunch.
People were dying.
While he was lost in dreams of becoming a hero, those who had fallen into the Sand Worm’s grasp were being pulled into its belly.
“Ah, no….”
Lucius instinctively turned his gaze toward the Master.
Unlike Lucius, who was only pondering how to use his power against the Sand Worm.
The Master was.
Crying.
Though tears didn’t stream down her face, her eyes shimmered with moisture, trembling gently.
Being undead, she shouldn’t even be able to shed tears, yet perhaps the mana flowing inside her was leaking out like tears.
Even so, it was clear that the Master was deeply shocked.
“…….”
After that, Lucius’s body moved on its own.
He stretched one leg forward, leaned his upper body down, gripped the hilt of the iron sword at his waist tighter, and turned his head forward.
What came to mind was speed.
Riding the currents of the wind, racing through the air at a speed akin to a flash, he approached the enemy like a storm.
His movements were as swift as thunder.
As he rode the flow of the wind and pushed forward—
No.
‘That’ hero did not do that.
The Hero who faced the Demon King Dragon didn’t do it like that.
He… rode the wind….
“Lucius!!”
In that moment, Lucius instinctively lunged forward.
Was the Master controlling him?
No, that’s not it.
However, upon hearing the Master’s desperate cry, his body moved involuntarily.
Riding the wind?
It was already too late.
His feet had already stepped on the battlements’ ledge, and his body was high up in the air.
If he remained still, he would crash down.
But.
– Remember.
As if someone was whispering, a voice began to resonate.
– It’s not about riding the wind.
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice.
It echoed like the Master’s voice from when they had met in his visions before he had fully surrendered his body.
‘If it’s not about riding the wind, then how?’
It wasn’t just for landing.
It wasn’t about showing off.
He had to arrive at that gigantic Sand Worm sooner to save the people.
– You already know the answer, right?
He knows the answer?
‘Me?’
The voice was hoping Lucius would draw the answer from within himself.
As though the Master was teaching him.
No, the Master was still teaching him.
Though it might be like a mother bird that feeds its chick, eventually, the mother bird teaches it how to fly and hunt.
– I am your guide.
The Master said.
– I am someone who advises you alongside the path you will walk. I cannot choose the path for you; you must choose it yourself.
– Listen closely.
– The path you walk is your path.
“……!!”
Lucius’s vision changed.
His body, which felt like it was slowly descending, was actually rushing forward, and he was already racing ahead.
Running through midair.
Soaring through the sky, as if treating it like the ground.
Instead of riding the wind, he became one with the wind and ran.
The speed was nothing short of a tempest.
“Uooooo—!!”
With a mighty leap.
Lucius made a large step in the air.
There was no platform to stand on, but he stepped on the wind flowing beside him and propelled himself forward even faster.
Kyaaa—!!
The Sand Worm turned its head towards Lucius, opening its massive jaws.
Inside, many people were tumbling down into its belly with the earth, and Lucius tightened his grip on the wavering sword.
Thump.
His heart raced.
Simultaneously, the ring on his left pinky finger thumped as well.
Something was pulling him, an instinct guiding him.
Swoosh.
Faster than Lucius’s body, golden wind extended ahead, creating a path.
So that’s where he was supposed to go?
Is that really the answer?
It is the answer.
That is not just the wind of nature.
‘The path I can walk!’
The path Lucius was meant to take, illuminated by the power he possessed.
Lucius’s infinite potential.
The golden wind split into dozens of threads.
Some flowed toward the Sand Worm’s neck, while others completely circled it, aiming for its tail.
Among those, Lucius chose—
Straight ahead!
“Oi!”
Following his instincts.
“Blazing Rush!!”
Lucius sprinted, sword in hand, toward the horizontal line above the Sand Worm’s head.
And.
“Uoooooo—!!”
With his sword angled sideways, he dashed toward the Sand Worm’s head.
The body of the Sand Worm began to split apart at the point of Lucius’s sword, and he dashed all the way through, landing on the ground.
Thud!
The Sand Worm’s tail flew backward.
Lucius wiggled his sword lightly in the same stance he landed.
At that moment.
Fwooosh—!!
From the severed section of the Sand Worm, blue blood gushed forth.
Kieeeek….
With a scream like a dying cry, the Sand Worm—
Thud—!!
With a violent quake, it plunged its head into the swamp.
“…….”
Lucius blankly turned his head.
Those who were still safe.
Remnants of life still existing within the Sand Worm.
And.
Having tear-filled eyes, a bright smile, gripping the edge of the castle wall, a red-eyed witch was looking at Lucius.
“…….”
Well done.
Surely, her lips were saying that.
And.
“!!”
The Master immediately jumped down from the rampart as if she had also leaped forth.
In a sudden motion, Rosmas, who had been standing behind her in a daze, attempted to grab the Master, but she wielded her staff and landed lightly using gravity magic.
“…Ah.”
His underwear.
Relieved that he landed safely, Lucius sighed.
The Master ran over to him, holding down her hat.
“Master! I—”
“We need to hurry and save them!”
Before someone else lays claim, he had to find them quickly.
His half-year lifespan or the magic of a Great Sorcerer that he might be able to use in an instant.
‘Farming!!’
Towards the magic stone of that Sand Worm!