Antimagic Academy 35th Test Platoon - Volume 01 - Eienherjar wakes

by YANAGIMI Touki

  "I get it, I will not stop you. Nothing comes out of revenge, I won't say such beautiful words."

  "............"

  "Instead."

  Wondering what is it, Ouka tilted her neck.

  Takeru looked straight at Ouka and directed his thumb at himself saying,

  "——Let me carry half of the burden."

  With these words, Ouka's facial expressions disappeared.

  Carry? What the hell does that mean?

  "I said I'm going to help you out. You and me together, we will go all out and judge the evil witches and take revenge for your family. What do you think?"

  Ouka was speechless.

  As if she didn't understand the meaning.

  "...what... do you..."

  "Exactly what I said."

  To Takeru who said such a thing with a straight face, Ouka's anger finally exploded.

  "Don't get carried away! Why would someone unrelated like you help me with my revenge?!"

  "I told you, because we're comrades."

  Takeru said while tilting his head.

  Ouka placed her hand on the forehead and staggered.

  "...that's why... how did that turn into helping me..."

  "Is that bad?"

  "It's shameless! That's called meddling! My revenge belongs only to me!"

  "It's not like I'm stealing anything from you. It's just two people doing it instead of one, isn't it? It's simple, even a monkey can understand that. Even I can understand that."

  "Ughh?!... Nonono! I can't involve you with my revenge...!"

  "I don't mind it at all?"

  "I do!"

  "Eh... why?"

  Takeru made a really troubled face and tilted his neck again.

  Ouka's words didn't get through to him. Her irritation turned into anger and she directed that anger at Takeru.

  "What are you talking about...! To the point of entering and trampling over other people's circumstances! Comrades? That's not a reason to become an accomplice in someone else's revenge!"

  Ouka said that, breathing heavily.

  Takeru was breathing heavily as well, he saw true Ouka.

  "It's not just because we're comrades. There's another reason as well, a reason for me to help you."

  "You're lying...!"

  "You're just being bitter."

  Ouka received a huge shock, and she made a face as if she didn't understand the meaning at all.

  "Haa...?! Me being bitter——"

  "Then, why are you crying?"

  ............

  "...?"

  "Isn't that crying? There's a lot of tears coming out."

  "...no... that's..."

  "You've been crying ever since you came to this grave."

  Ouka touched her cheek for the first time.

  She looked at the tear that clung to her finger, she was at a loss for words.

  "Tears come out when you're in pain. Even if you put up with it."

  "It... can't be..."

  "You don't have to put up with it any longer, Ootori."

  Takeru says that with a gentle voice to the stunned Ouka.

  Helping her with revenge. Actually, that came from Takeru's ego. He's not going to deny it. But in the end, he couldn't let it go.

  "I can no longer let you stay alone."

  He could no longer let the crying girl in front of him be alone.

  "Not as your captain. But as a human being, Kusanagi Takeru, I will walk together with you."

  When her revenge is finally over, no one will be next to her, that would be too sad.

  That's why, he thought it would be good to walk that thorny road together.

  "No. Let's walk together. From now on, we'll cry together, suffer together... and fight together as well."

  If there's no one else, he will do it himself.

  When they get tired, they'll rest on the other's shoulder, it'll be fine.

  I should be able to do that much, that's what he thought.

  With tears dripping from her eyelids, Ouka was stunned like a deer in front of headlights.

  To rely on someone... me...? Even if it's painful... revenge for my family...?

  I won't allow it. I won't allow it. I can't allow that. I cannot allow such a thing to happen. I won't let it trouble other people.

  Ouka wiped her tears and looked at Takeru.

  These tears are a lie. They're not real. She showed a strong look.

  "Ha...haha, help me with what... ridiculous. In the first place, what can you do with your strength."

  "...you still say things like that... Certainly, my strength may not be that great. But it should be enough to stop your tears."

  "S-shut up! I'm not crying! You didn't arrest a single witch nor seize a single Magical Heritage until now... what use would be there of you?! Someone like you who can only use swordsmanship... I don't need such a person!"

  "............"

  "Something like swordsmanship is not going to help me with my revenge!"

  She said that without thinking. Even though she didn't need additional fighting strength, Ouka provoked Takeru.

  "............"

  Definitely provoked, that's why.

  "...okaay, I get it."

  He declared confidently with a demonic expression. Ouka didn't know. She didn't see it, so she didn't know.

  To this man called Kusanagi Takeru, saying that swordsmanship is useless is a taboo. He couldn't stop once it happens.

  Now that it has come to this, he will make Ouka give up.

  Takeru also had to support his own revenge.

  Part 5

  "M〜〜mm, a good weather. It would be good to spend such a day in the room, surfing the net and looking at erotic collections there, in the two-dimensions——you think so too, don't you. Nacht."

  "No I don't think so."

  While feeling the cold autumn wind with his whole body, the necromancer Haunted made that increasingly unhealthy statement. He had a refreshing look on his face. He was dressed in a black clerical robe that looked good on him, but he didn't act like a priest at all.

  The sword that was hanging on his waist, Nacht. Brushed off his words that were looking for consent. It had mixed feelings when it came to being together with this pervert.

  It was on top of the leading company's building. In middle of the helipad circle painted on the roof, Haunted gazed at the city under him.

  "It's really calm, this is a really different sight from when I was alive. Nobody is hungry now, nobody is scared. The word 'peace' refers to a sight like this, doesn't it."

  That deep emotion seems to be lodged in the townspeople's eyes.

  "Such scenery is not bad, it calms your mind. Smiling faces of elementary students, the flashing grade schoolers, the high school girl's miniskirts... I think all of it as of precious sight."

  "...disgusting."

  Nacht insulted him a bit,

  Unaware of it, Haunted spread out his arms open and closed his eyes.

  "...but."

  That figure of his could be called sorrowful, as if he froze with a empty hole in the center of his chest. A sad look.

  "But... despite that. This place is lacking something crucial to those people... it's indispensable to humans beings... like, for example... if I were to say it."

  His arms extended towards heaven, tears gathered in his eyes.

  And then——

  "——There's no love!"

  He slammed the centre of heliport with palm of his hand, with all his might.

  At that moment, something new appeared on heliport. An irregular shiny reddish object appeared. It covered the entire roof, a huge circle. Fragile Haunted was in the centre of it. He pulled a knife that looked like a cross from his waist, and suddenly stabbed his own palm.

  Again, and again.

  "There's no tomorrow! No hope! No desires! No despair! No screams! No madness, such as dancing meat, or odour of gushing blood! In penance for living their lives peacefully without lies t
hey shall enjoy the honour of being part of this recreation!"

  From his hands that were now full of holes, large amounts of blood flowed. The blood didn't spread on the roof, instead it made a pattern. The light array reacts to the blood, forming powerful magic.

  "Now show it to me... show me, children of peace... the end of this peaceful era of abuse... pull up the curtains of comfort..."

  After finishing the magic Haunted looked up to the sky with a flushed face as if drowning in joy.

  Whether it's was coincidence or not, a light poured down on him from between the clouds in the sky.

  He once again touched the centre of the magic circle with his fingertips, and took out a thick book from his pocket. The book opened itself violently influenced by the wind.

  【"The time was filled. The dead carrion in the sooty. The blood clot of a dying doe. If the victory song shalt be sung three times. Thou shalt stop pace of thy march. There is no corruption beyond here. Only battle maidens——awaiting your triumphal return."】

  Haunted finished chanting from the two pages he was looking at, from his fingertip magic was shot towards the array.

  The concrete surface started waving like water, together with gathering clouds and thunder it looked like a huge dragon flying in the sky. The lightning started illuminating the sky.

  『——Goooooo....aaaaa.....』

  And then its visit begun, the variant messenger, its enormous body crawled out of the liquefied floor.

  *gachin* *gachin*, metallic sounds filled the air, a huge form elevated itself and stood up.

  In front of the variant Haunted nodded satisfied saying "Good".

  "Well then... let's get to work... the target is AntiMagic Academy, a taboo place where witches who committed crimes are held in."

  『"............"』

  "We'll come to the rescue of Illusory Cult『Valhalla』 members that are trapped in there."

  With the sound of footsteps, he got closer to the variant he summoned and hits it with his fist.

  "Well then, do your best. World's most famous, Hero-san."

  An explosion sounded right after coupled together with screams coming from the street.

  Part 6

  From the distant down-town, from the cemetery Ouka and Takeru have seen an explosion along with the smoke rising right after it..

  The ground below them vibrated slightly.

  "?! What?!"

  "......!!"

  Their bodies stiffened, they looked towards the city together.

  At the same time, a wristwatch-type device sounded an alarm. This alarm meant there was an emergency meeting of the Inquisition, as well as the entire school. There probably weren't many people who heard this alarm before.

  Because the last time this alarm sounded was 20 years ago.

  There were screams and explosions sounding in the distance. Their number increased at creepily fast rate.

  There was a huge difference between the distant tragedy, and the tranquil park. Takeru was rooted on the spot by the shocking reality.

  All the people in the park had the same reaction as Takeru.

  Under such circumstances, there was only one person who understood the situation, it was Ouka. She instantly looked over to the stereoscopic video device.

  Ouka's expression stiffened, her mouth shut tightly.

  "What happened?"

  Takeru was horrified, and Ouka looked back, her hair fluttering.

  Just one word, the girl who lived for revenge said it.

  "——It's terrorism."

  The screams and explosions in the distance were gaining momentum.

  Chapter 4 - Hero Summoning

  Part 1

  Leaving Takeru behind, Ouka dashed in the direction of the Academy.

  Screams resounded all over the city. Determining who is the enemy was easy for Ouka.

  Variants that were rampaging in the city had a humanoid form, their skin was flesh-coloured and they had long tongues. They didn't have neither eyes nor nose, there were only ears and a big ripped mouth.

  "——A necromancer..."

  Necromancers, filthy witches mainly specializing in evocation, they used earthen puppets and corpses as soldiers.

  Those variants were without a doubt corpses. They could be recognized by the putrid smell coming from them, as well as their behaviour. Necromancers in order to control the corpses seal certain organs, the reason being the fact that corpses with all of their senses intact retain a certain level of ego. That is why their noses and eyes are sealed leaving only the auditory sense.

  And there was something much more troubling than their senses, the residents were running away while their screams became more and more intense, it seemed to be exactly what enemy wanted.

  "——It's the Inquisition! Please run away without making any sounds! If you scream you'll be attacked! Try to escape without making any unnecessary noise!"

  Ouka's voice was drowned in screams and couldn't reach everyone.

  "The KnightsSpriggans aren't here yet..."

  Ouka stopped her feet after reaching the intersection on the main street, then she pulled out her gun while standing in the middle of all the people who were trying to run away.

  She directed it towards the sky and shot rapidly until she ran out of ammo. Because of that, corpses that targeted people changed their target to Ouka.

  The corpses had saliva dripping from their mouths down on lower parts of their bodies. Considering their movement capabilities, the material they were made of was definitely fresh. Ouka's pupils were displaying fury.

  "——Heretics!!"

  Ouka let out a roar, and pulled out a spare gun from the holster at the same time.

  While displaying her anger for the necromancers, she held the gun horizontally and shot the corpses one after another.

  After running out of bullets, she jumped and performed an explosively strong roundhouse kick on the variant.

  The enemy didn't go down, Ouka used the momentum from the roundhouse kick, and kicked off his upper body again. She discarded the spare gun, and pulled out a magazine from the gun belt attached to her thigh to reload.

  Ouka attacked relentlessly, she showered the enemy with a storm of bullets and kicks.

  "............"

  All the corpses that were at the intersection were wiped out in no time, Ouka replaced the magazine once again and checked the surroundings remaining vigilant.

  There was no one else there, and the corpse variants were stalled for the moment. There were only dead bodies of the victims lying on the ground.

  As the enemies got up again, they groaned as if they were suffering.

  But it was not the corpses Ouka had defeated, they were the dead bodies of the victims that have risen.

  The terrible thing about necromancers is the fact that their magic is contagious. Dead humans bitten by those corpse eating demons are revived as the same type of demons.

  Around Ouka, was a scene that looked like it came out of a B-grade movie.

  When she started preparing to fight again, she heard gunshots and bullets swept over the risen corpses from attacking them behind.

  It was reinforcements, the Knight『Spriggan』 finally came to the front lines. In front of Ouka were assault bikes and the new state-of-the-art dragoons.

  One of the inquisitors riding a bike stopped in front of her and turned off its engine.

  "You're a student and part of test platoon huh. Leave this place to us and go back to the academy quickly."

  The man who looked like a captain blurted out such a thing after coming late.

  Ouka wanted to complain, but instead she had to ask a few questions in order to get a grasp on the situation.

  "The alarm has been sounded so besides KnightSpriggan, Witch HunterDullahan should also have been dispatched right? Where are they?"

  "No idea, we just received orders to get rid of the corpse eater demons from the city, that's all."

  The inquisitor got off his bike
and ordered each of his subordinates while holding a gun in one hand without paying attention to Ouka.

  "The enemies aren't just the corpse eater demons and necromancer, there wouldn't be any explosions if it were so. Do you know anything about what's going on?"

  "Don't know. But one of my men seems to have contacts, from what he says it seems like..."

  After the inquisitor issued commands while still holding his gun, he turned his back to Ouka.

  Right before leaving, he said.

  "It seems like 『HeroEienherjar』 appeared."

  Hero, that word turned Ouka speechless.

  ——AntiMagic Academy's chairman's room.

  While looking from the window above at the hectic academy grounds, Sougetsu turned on the radio the desk was equipped with.

  "So, what does it sound like?"

  The KnightsSpriggans that were earlier dispatched have come into contact.

  《"While it sounds like screams of agony, do you want to hear?"》

  "Please."

  *bshht*, after the sound signalling communication switch terrible noise reached Sougetsu's ears. Screams were mixed with noises, and it took him a while to determine it was human voices.

  《"This is eight KnightsSpriggan squad! Enemy isn't just corpse eating demons! Repeating! Enemy isn't just corpse eating demons! Requesting urgent support——"》

  Right after that, a scream resounded.

  The communication was switched again, this time it was sound of wreckage and light breathing that was heard this time.

  《"Urgent...Witch HuntersDullahans...requesting support...enemy is...anti-magic firearms are not working...opponent is product of summoning magic..we think it's 『HeroEienherjar』...he has a Magical Heritage..."》

  "............"

  《"It's my first time seeing...such magic...11th...knights...all together...the...Hero...for sure..."》

  A buzzing sound, as if something was charging.

  Words of the inquisitor could no longer be heard, right after that a roar came out disrupting communication.

  Sougetsu stood frozen stiff with his eyes wide open.

  《"That's all. It was the last transmission from KnightsSpriggan, next I'll project the image on the monitor."》

  The monitor on which his communication partner. the secretary was visible on was incorporated into the glass window.