[Legend of Sun Knight] fic: Bittersweet Sweetness Part 35
Title: Bittersweet Sweetness Part 35
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,818
Summary: Instead of receiving a brooch that dresses him in an assassin's clothes, Sun receives a trinket that switches his consciousness around with Judgment's. Now, Judgment must find out the mystery behind the Death Knight in Sun's stead. Problem is, imitating Sun's poor swordsmanship is no easy feat, and who knew what Sun was doing with Judgment's body in the meantime? Alternate telling of the end of volume 1 of the novels.
Notes: I thought I could cheat my way out of writing the end of the fight, but the POV switches meant I'm right back at where I started, hahaha. So, here we are, the last part detailing the battle. ;) Happy New Year!!!!!
Previous part
Part 35 - Judgment
When we finally returned to ourselves, the first thing I experienced was freefalling through the air and seeing the ground rush up to me. I didn't know what kind of battle Grisia had been fighting while I paid a hasty visit to the bathroom, but I certainly did not expect to be falling to my death immediately upon returning to my own body.
Thanks a lot, Grisia.
It left me no time to appreciate being back in my own body, as I was quite preoccupied with staying alive.
"Judgment!" I heard Ice yell.
A layer of ice appeared near me at the same time as an Earth Shield. They were exactly what I needed. Without thinking -- I must have been "Sun" for too long -- the first thing I did was blast holy light at what Ice and Earth had summoned, using the force to propel myself backwards.
The angle wasn't quite right, but it would have to suffice. I twisted and swung the Divine Judgment Sword out, ramming it into the wall to prevent myself from falling further. My sword cut into the stone, sparks flying for a good meter before I finally came to a stop, hanging precariously by one hand. Bits and pieces of the wall tumbled down, dropping past my vision.
I gulped.
My heart thumped loudly in my ears.
When a dark shadow landed on me, I looked over and saw Roland, who was blocking the sun.
While I was freefalling, Roland had swooped down, possibly in concern when it became evident that it was not my intention to keep falling, and that I might very well fall to my death if he didn't take action.
"Pleased to meet you again," I managed to say, glad that I was able to keep my voice steady, and even gladder that I hadn't joined the corpses of undead creatures lining the ground below us. "Although the circumstances leave much to be desired."
Roland's eyes crinkled, the flames he had in place of his pupils flickering a bit. It actually made him look somewhat kind despite his alarming appearance. "Hello there, Lesus. I thought something was up. Although Grisia's style is hard to grasp, even he isn't that reckless."
I felt my lips twitch upward. Whatever Grisia had been planning, I was quite sure it wasn't "falling to his death."
I took a quick appraisal of the current situation. I was back in my own body. Grisia was no doubt in the bathroom, meaning, nowhere near here, so it was unfortunately up to me to finish the final act with Roland. It seemed that I wouldn't be able to escape from acting no matter who I was at the moment. I quickly whispered to Roland my intention to change the plan a bit, considering we didn't have our original actor anymore, whether in body or in spirit. He gave a slight nod.
In a much louder voice than I had been using to converse with Roland, I declared, "The harsh God of Light will not forgive you for your transgressions. It is time for you to return to your eternal rest!"
When my deep, booming voice sounded out, a sudden hush claimed the crowd. The sounds of clashing weapons and shouts of warnings all stopped, as if everyone knew that this was the final moment. The crowd below us looked up, and many people gasped upon seeing how their Judgment Knight was hanging precariously by one hand. Their gasps were particularly loud in the ringing silence.
With great difficulty, I swung myself upwards, the crowd below gasping again. When my feet landed on the hilt of the Divine Judgment Sword, it was to another collective intake, almost like background music for my every move.
Standing on the hilt of my sword thoroughly tested my sense of balance. Thankfully, I had had a lot of practice balancing on tree branches in my youth thanks to all the times I had to find ways to scale walls in order to buy blueberry pie for Grisia.
Even though I was standing on my weapon, I still had another weapon in hand -- the Divine Sun Sword. In fact, it even felt like it was glued to my hand, which was quite inconvenient.
Come to think of it, why did I even have two swords in my hands before this? What had Grisia been trying to do? Masquerade as a dual blade wielding swordsman? I would have thought one sword would already be plenty for Grisia. Two swords meant yet another sword he would have to worry about losing.
At the very least, I had used the Divine Judgment Sword as my foothold instead of the Divine Sun Sword. Grisia would no doubt cry rivers if I had instead chosen to ram the Divine Sun Sword into the wall.
Whatever his reasons for using two swords, it meant that I still had a weapon now even though one was being used as a foothold. I pointed the Divine Sun Sword at Roland.
We had planned on using holy light to obscure the last part of the battle. My holy light was not strong, but the Divine Sun Sword would be able to aid me. I could draw on its holy element like what I had already unintentionally done to save myself while falling. Perhaps it was because I had been "Sun" just before this -- my first instinct had actually been calling upon holy light to aid me when I needed a way to fling myself back toward the safety of the wall.
I drew upon all the holy element I could from the sword, the feat not as difficult as I thought it'd be. The area around us lit up, blinding us and all the spectators.
I leaped away from the wall, stepping on the ice that had been frozen before me. At the same time as I did that, I yelled for Ice to create more footholds for me. Even though he couldn't see what I was doing very well, more layers of ice appeared just like I'd asked. I made use of these to close in on Roland. To the crowd below, I must have looked like I was leaping across thin air.
While Roland was still "distracted" by the holy light I emanated, I stabbed in his direction, "skewering" him with the Divine Sun Sword, and rammed him into the wall.
As the Judgment Knight, there was no reason I needed to prolong the fight.
Ah, looks like I haven't prevented the Divine Sun Sword from ending up in the wall too.
It seemed that Grisia would have to cry that river of his.
Although it looked like I had stabbed Roland, I had only stuck the sword between Roland's arm and his body, the most rudimentary way of faking a wound. I'd blinded everyone with holy light to keep them from realizing what had actually happened. At most, people would only see a silhouette.
Still, the proximity of such a weapon brimming with holy light must be uncomfortable for Roland. He screamed, and I silently apologized, for that scream could not be entirely an act.
I made sure to call upon more holy light to obscure our surroundings even more.
"I...h-hate you, Judgment Knight!" Roland screamed, the words tearing out of his throat in a garbled mess. "I curse you! I curse you! Curse you! I curse you to die!"
"You are the one who will perish today," I said calmly. Then, I "pulled" the Divine Sun Sword out, and Roland let out one last blood curdling scream that made my hackles rise. Despite how much even I thought Roland was cursing me for real, he looked at me with a tiny smile before flickering out of existence. In his place, dust scattered. He'd actually teleported away and crushed a pre-prepared pellet. To everyone else, it would look like he had truly perished and crumbled into dust.
It was done. I watched the dust fall to the earth.
I pulled myself back onto the balcony. Ice reached out to lend a hand. I looked at him gratefully, closing my hands around his. After I climbed up to safety, I looked back down at the crowd below the balcony. They were completely silent and seemed afraid to even twitch. The holy light I'd used as a screen had dissipated by this time, and all of the undead creatures had fallen with Roland's disappearance. The people all looked at me with wide eyes.
I felt my lips twitch upward at the comical sight. It wasn't a situation where I should laugh or even find it the least bit amusing, but I felt myself relax and smile because finally, it was over. Now, I was back to being stared at by frightened eyes, with people too scared of me to even speak in my presence. While I hated it, it was familiar, and this was the path I'd chosen.
This was my path.
I had been given a nice break, being allowed to smile genuinely. I was going to miss it somewhat. Though, perhaps, smiling as myself wouldn't hurt either. After all, I learned that it might even help make me look more imposing.
Like now. The crowd was still completely silent. I readied myself and declared, once and for all, "The Death Lord has been vanquished! Any evildoers who dare bring harm to Leaf Bud City will meet the same fate of being judged by the God of Light's harshness!"
Perhaps my stint as the Sun Knight has really helped improve my acting ability.
With that said, I whirled around, robes flaring out behind me. Even that thought gave me quiet amusement, as I knew that Grisia quite liked doing that as "Judgment."
I had to admit that I kind of missed making my robes flare out.
At the archway that led indoors, Ice caught up to me and gave me a slight nod. "Nice magic," he said.
Nice... magic?
I looked at Ice impassively and said, "It was nothing."
Inside, I couldn't help but wonder, Don't tell me Ice is talking about something else other than the holy light I'd borrowed from the Divine Sun Sword?
Immediately after I left the balcony, a loud cheer broke out, the silence abruptly broken all at once. I also realized that I'd forgotten to retrieve the Divine Judgment Sword.
"The Death Lord has been vanquished!"
"The Death Lord is no more!"
I was surprised that people were even shouting things along the lines of, "Long live the Judgment Knight!"
The remaining knights on the balcony didn't stay silent either.
"Did you see that? Judgment Knight practically flew through the air!"
"He was also using wind magic before that!"
"He can levitate!"
"I didn't know he's a sword mage!"
I couldn't help it. I turned away from Ice and covered my mouth. Then, I laughed and laughed and laughed, my shoulders shaking.
Ice stared at me in alarm.
I clasped him on the shoulder in reassurance and strode back out onto the balcony. Immediately, another hush fell upon the crowd.
I nonchalantly retrieved my sword.
Well, that was certainly one way of getting rid of the rumors about Sun.
to be continued
Lesus, you troll. XD;
Three parts left. ;)
Next part
Fandom: The Legend of Sun Knight
Words: 1,818
Summary: Instead of receiving a brooch that dresses him in an assassin's clothes, Sun receives a trinket that switches his consciousness around with Judgment's. Now, Judgment must find out the mystery behind the Death Knight in Sun's stead. Problem is, imitating Sun's poor swordsmanship is no easy feat, and who knew what Sun was doing with Judgment's body in the meantime? Alternate telling of the end of volume 1 of the novels.
Notes: I thought I could cheat my way out of writing the end of the fight, but the POV switches meant I'm right back at where I started, hahaha. So, here we are, the last part detailing the battle. ;) Happy New Year!!!!!
Previous part
Part 35 - Judgment
When we finally returned to ourselves, the first thing I experienced was freefalling through the air and seeing the ground rush up to me. I didn't know what kind of battle Grisia had been fighting while I paid a hasty visit to the bathroom, but I certainly did not expect to be falling to my death immediately upon returning to my own body.
Thanks a lot, Grisia.
It left me no time to appreciate being back in my own body, as I was quite preoccupied with staying alive.
"Judgment!" I heard Ice yell.
A layer of ice appeared near me at the same time as an Earth Shield. They were exactly what I needed. Without thinking -- I must have been "Sun" for too long -- the first thing I did was blast holy light at what Ice and Earth had summoned, using the force to propel myself backwards.
The angle wasn't quite right, but it would have to suffice. I twisted and swung the Divine Judgment Sword out, ramming it into the wall to prevent myself from falling further. My sword cut into the stone, sparks flying for a good meter before I finally came to a stop, hanging precariously by one hand. Bits and pieces of the wall tumbled down, dropping past my vision.
I gulped.
My heart thumped loudly in my ears.
When a dark shadow landed on me, I looked over and saw Roland, who was blocking the sun.
While I was freefalling, Roland had swooped down, possibly in concern when it became evident that it was not my intention to keep falling, and that I might very well fall to my death if he didn't take action.
"Pleased to meet you again," I managed to say, glad that I was able to keep my voice steady, and even gladder that I hadn't joined the corpses of undead creatures lining the ground below us. "Although the circumstances leave much to be desired."
Roland's eyes crinkled, the flames he had in place of his pupils flickering a bit. It actually made him look somewhat kind despite his alarming appearance. "Hello there, Lesus. I thought something was up. Although Grisia's style is hard to grasp, even he isn't that reckless."
I felt my lips twitch upward. Whatever Grisia had been planning, I was quite sure it wasn't "falling to his death."
I took a quick appraisal of the current situation. I was back in my own body. Grisia was no doubt in the bathroom, meaning, nowhere near here, so it was unfortunately up to me to finish the final act with Roland. It seemed that I wouldn't be able to escape from acting no matter who I was at the moment. I quickly whispered to Roland my intention to change the plan a bit, considering we didn't have our original actor anymore, whether in body or in spirit. He gave a slight nod.
In a much louder voice than I had been using to converse with Roland, I declared, "The harsh God of Light will not forgive you for your transgressions. It is time for you to return to your eternal rest!"
When my deep, booming voice sounded out, a sudden hush claimed the crowd. The sounds of clashing weapons and shouts of warnings all stopped, as if everyone knew that this was the final moment. The crowd below us looked up, and many people gasped upon seeing how their Judgment Knight was hanging precariously by one hand. Their gasps were particularly loud in the ringing silence.
With great difficulty, I swung myself upwards, the crowd below gasping again. When my feet landed on the hilt of the Divine Judgment Sword, it was to another collective intake, almost like background music for my every move.
Standing on the hilt of my sword thoroughly tested my sense of balance. Thankfully, I had had a lot of practice balancing on tree branches in my youth thanks to all the times I had to find ways to scale walls in order to buy blueberry pie for Grisia.
Even though I was standing on my weapon, I still had another weapon in hand -- the Divine Sun Sword. In fact, it even felt like it was glued to my hand, which was quite inconvenient.
Come to think of it, why did I even have two swords in my hands before this? What had Grisia been trying to do? Masquerade as a dual blade wielding swordsman? I would have thought one sword would already be plenty for Grisia. Two swords meant yet another sword he would have to worry about losing.
At the very least, I had used the Divine Judgment Sword as my foothold instead of the Divine Sun Sword. Grisia would no doubt cry rivers if I had instead chosen to ram the Divine Sun Sword into the wall.
Whatever his reasons for using two swords, it meant that I still had a weapon now even though one was being used as a foothold. I pointed the Divine Sun Sword at Roland.
We had planned on using holy light to obscure the last part of the battle. My holy light was not strong, but the Divine Sun Sword would be able to aid me. I could draw on its holy element like what I had already unintentionally done to save myself while falling. Perhaps it was because I had been "Sun" just before this -- my first instinct had actually been calling upon holy light to aid me when I needed a way to fling myself back toward the safety of the wall.
I drew upon all the holy element I could from the sword, the feat not as difficult as I thought it'd be. The area around us lit up, blinding us and all the spectators.
I leaped away from the wall, stepping on the ice that had been frozen before me. At the same time as I did that, I yelled for Ice to create more footholds for me. Even though he couldn't see what I was doing very well, more layers of ice appeared just like I'd asked. I made use of these to close in on Roland. To the crowd below, I must have looked like I was leaping across thin air.
While Roland was still "distracted" by the holy light I emanated, I stabbed in his direction, "skewering" him with the Divine Sun Sword, and rammed him into the wall.
As the Judgment Knight, there was no reason I needed to prolong the fight.
Ah, looks like I haven't prevented the Divine Sun Sword from ending up in the wall too.
It seemed that Grisia would have to cry that river of his.
Although it looked like I had stabbed Roland, I had only stuck the sword between Roland's arm and his body, the most rudimentary way of faking a wound. I'd blinded everyone with holy light to keep them from realizing what had actually happened. At most, people would only see a silhouette.
Still, the proximity of such a weapon brimming with holy light must be uncomfortable for Roland. He screamed, and I silently apologized, for that scream could not be entirely an act.
I made sure to call upon more holy light to obscure our surroundings even more.
"I...h-hate you, Judgment Knight!" Roland screamed, the words tearing out of his throat in a garbled mess. "I curse you! I curse you! Curse you! I curse you to die!"
"You are the one who will perish today," I said calmly. Then, I "pulled" the Divine Sun Sword out, and Roland let out one last blood curdling scream that made my hackles rise. Despite how much even I thought Roland was cursing me for real, he looked at me with a tiny smile before flickering out of existence. In his place, dust scattered. He'd actually teleported away and crushed a pre-prepared pellet. To everyone else, it would look like he had truly perished and crumbled into dust.
It was done. I watched the dust fall to the earth.
I pulled myself back onto the balcony. Ice reached out to lend a hand. I looked at him gratefully, closing my hands around his. After I climbed up to safety, I looked back down at the crowd below the balcony. They were completely silent and seemed afraid to even twitch. The holy light I'd used as a screen had dissipated by this time, and all of the undead creatures had fallen with Roland's disappearance. The people all looked at me with wide eyes.
I felt my lips twitch upward at the comical sight. It wasn't a situation where I should laugh or even find it the least bit amusing, but I felt myself relax and smile because finally, it was over. Now, I was back to being stared at by frightened eyes, with people too scared of me to even speak in my presence. While I hated it, it was familiar, and this was the path I'd chosen.
This was my path.
I had been given a nice break, being allowed to smile genuinely. I was going to miss it somewhat. Though, perhaps, smiling as myself wouldn't hurt either. After all, I learned that it might even help make me look more imposing.
Like now. The crowd was still completely silent. I readied myself and declared, once and for all, "The Death Lord has been vanquished! Any evildoers who dare bring harm to Leaf Bud City will meet the same fate of being judged by the God of Light's harshness!"
Perhaps my stint as the Sun Knight has really helped improve my acting ability.
With that said, I whirled around, robes flaring out behind me. Even that thought gave me quiet amusement, as I knew that Grisia quite liked doing that as "Judgment."
I had to admit that I kind of missed making my robes flare out.
At the archway that led indoors, Ice caught up to me and gave me a slight nod. "Nice magic," he said.
Nice... magic?
I looked at Ice impassively and said, "It was nothing."
Inside, I couldn't help but wonder, Don't tell me Ice is talking about something else other than the holy light I'd borrowed from the Divine Sun Sword?
Immediately after I left the balcony, a loud cheer broke out, the silence abruptly broken all at once. I also realized that I'd forgotten to retrieve the Divine Judgment Sword.
"The Death Lord has been vanquished!"
"The Death Lord is no more!"
I was surprised that people were even shouting things along the lines of, "Long live the Judgment Knight!"
The remaining knights on the balcony didn't stay silent either.
"Did you see that? Judgment Knight practically flew through the air!"
"He was also using wind magic before that!"
"He can levitate!"
"I didn't know he's a sword mage!"
I couldn't help it. I turned away from Ice and covered my mouth. Then, I laughed and laughed and laughed, my shoulders shaking.
Ice stared at me in alarm.
I clasped him on the shoulder in reassurance and strode back out onto the balcony. Immediately, another hush fell upon the crowd.
I nonchalantly retrieved my sword.
Well, that was certainly one way of getting rid of the rumors about Sun.
to be continued
Lesus, you troll. XD;
Three parts left. ;)
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