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Beyond Journey's End

Episode 36: A Magnificent End

As I thought, this won't be easy.

It's like fighting multiple master swordsmen at once.

On top of the sheer number of attacks,

his reflexes and stamina far exceed human levels.

Stark is being overpowered.

If this becomes a battle of endurance, we're sure to lose.

Should we retreat and regroup?

No, he's faster than us. He'd chase us down.

This is bad. Frieren was right.

I can't read his attacks.

In that case...

Fool. I told him not to take his attacks head-on.

You are mine.

He let himself get cut on purpose?

He's one tough kid.

Stark, you're a skilled warrior.

You created the slight opening I needed.

It's over, Revolte.

Wait. I remember now.

You're the partner of the first-class mage I killed before.

I recall the situation was similar to this one.

You'd gone off to slay other demons, while your partner defended the village.

By the time you returned, it was too late.

Don't you want to know how your partner died?

Silence.

I learned a truly interesting lesson from that battle.

Enough. I'll silence you myself.

Then I have one last piece of advice for you.

You should check more thoroughly for survivors.

A child?

You're just delaying the inevitable.

I did it! I did it, Lord Revolte!

Praise—

Well done. You have my thanks.

My judgment was clouded.

For a moment, all I could think of was him.

I knew there couldn't be a child here.

I was right. Humans have a habit of protecting their young.

Do we?

If that were true, the world would be a more peaceful place.

I only ever knew one idiot who died protecting a child he didn't know.

Perhaps he was too kind.

It's the same in every era.

Kind mages don't live long.

He met a magnificent end.

So even you say things you don't mean.

Genau, you're an unpleasant man.

You don't have a shred of kindness.

Stay that way forever.

As you wish.

I do not enjoy killing.

I shall put you out of your misery.

I shouldn't have acted out of character.

I'm surprised.

I didn't think there was a warrior alive who could stop a direct hit from me.

You can still move? You should've played dead.

Then we would've lost.

Battles are won by whoever's still standing at the end!

I thought you were a good person, but you're just an idiot.

That's not a bad philosophy, though.

I shall walk into the jaws of death with you, Stark.

The more desperate the battle, the more catharsis you feel when you survive.

I'm looking forward to that. I can't stop shaking.

What should I do?

Ms. Frieren disappeared at some point.

It's nice to watch from afar once in a while.

It's pointless trying to conceal your mana and hide.

I created this fog with magic.

It can detect and identify targets from the faintest traces of mana.

No living creature can conceal their mana completely.

Visibility is poor, and he's blocking my attacks.

It's a bad matchup.

I sense that Ms. Fern is struggling as well.

It's understandable.

Her opponent seems to be a demon who uses unconventional magic.

Medrozobalt.

What are you looking at? I am your opponent.

I know.

Meanwhile, my opponent is the opposite of "unconventional."

Her combat style is tried-and-tested.

Defending even while she attacks. Her fundamentals are solid.

She simply has no openings.

I mustn't face her head-on.

Ideally, I'd work with Ms. Fern to bring both down,

but this fog likely has powerful mana-detection capabilities.

Currently, Ms. Fern can't use stealth, her greatest asset.

In which case, the situation would change greatly if this magic fog were removed.

Shall I cut loose a little?

A flurry of blows?

Her attack pattern changed!

I recognize this fighting style.

It's similar to one used by a clan that hunted demons on the Northern Plateau.

An insane clan that dedicated their lives to killing demons.

How interesting.

This should be a good match.

Let's have a fair fight.

He's fast. I can't land any of my spells.

His masterful movements have become those of a savage predator.

He's still fighting despite the life-threatening wounds he's suffered.

He has superhuman toughness and inexhaustible stamina.

At this rate, he really will kill us through attrition.

Genau, his swords have weakened!

We can break them!

Indeed, he doesn't have the focus to maintain the mana in his swords anymore.

Three to go!

Wait.

Why does something feel off?

Her attacks are ferocious, but I sense no bloodlust.

Oh, you really are astute.

But it took you too long to notice.

I've just finished analyzing the fog.

Those who only know how to fight only learn spells for combat.

Any other member of my clan probably wouldn't have made it out of here.

Because I doubt they'd know how fun magic is.

Erilfrachte.

The fog cleared.

How pointless.

I can simply create it again.

Where did that girl go?

Hemmung's mana vanished.

An attack? From where?

Zoltraak.

She's so far—

A super-long-range attack from outside their detection radius

whose trajectory can't be predicted.

Not bad, Fern. I'm impressed.

I'd rather not fight a battle this difficult again.

Two to go!

One!

It's over, Revolte.

Only humans think empty hands can't be weapons on their own.

Your fatal assumption was that I wouldn't be able to fight if you disarmed me.

I win.

Our fatal assumption? I think you'll find both humans and demons make those.

For instance, you don't know how tenacious humans can be.

Cleaving Light!

Digardnacht.

You seem like a good person to me, too.

You're still trying to defend the village, even after it's been destroyed.

I couldn't do that.

You're still trying to save me.

I knew it.

You're a good guy after all.

Methode.

Did I fail to die again?

It would seem that way.

Enough. I can move again.

How is Stark?

It was a close call, but he'll survive.

I prioritized healing him over you.

I see.

Does that displease you?

No. He did well.

Ms. Frieren's party will be staying in the village for a while.

Seems like I'm mostly better.

He's doing push-ups.

Could Mr. Stark possibly be a freak of nature?

That's so mean.

I noticed your party doesn't have a priest.

I'll be free for a while once this job is over.

Shall I accompany you?

The Northern Plateau is dangerous without priest spells.

We'll be fine.

I can't cast anything high-level like healing magic,

but I know a few priest spells.

If we find ourselves in serious trouble, we can always run away.

That's what we've done until now.

Besides, we want to keep our priest slot open.

We might see him again someday.

And...

For some reason, Fern seems unhappy when you're around.

Oh, my. I've made her hate me.

But I also love you, Ms. Fern.

You're so cute when you're angry.

Methode.

The Chivalric Order of Norm have arrived.

We'll be accompanying them back to the south.

Understood.

This is where we say goodbye.

Stark, how are your injuries?

All good. No problem.

I see.

I owe you all a debt.

One I intend to repay someday.

Mr. Genau.

You're forgetting something.

Thank you for your help.

No, thank you.

I hope both of us live long lives.

Let's go.

Yes, sir.

See you later.

Yeah.

May our paths cross again.

Was it really the right move to turn her down?

Methode, I mean.

This party's priest is Sein.

No, I mean she's a pretty older lady.

Won't Sein complain when we see him again?

Who cares? This party already has an older lady.

I guess that's true.

Translation Sho Stifler Editing & Typesetting Geoff Mazzolini Subtitle Timing Edgar Cruz Quality Check Alicia Ashby Translation Check Elizabeth Ellis

It'll depend on the pay.

Do dragons not normally travel in flights?

That's some terrible luck.

We're the party of heroes.

I'm so bored, I could die.

That's a tall order.

I've looked up to him since I was a child.

What's written in it?

Episode 37 Himmel's Memoirs

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