Extra’s Rebirth: I Will Create A Good Ending For The Heroines - Chapter 374

Chapter 374: Cursed Swordsman [I]
“Welcome to my dorm room…” Esme said as she opened the door wide for Flare and Sybil.

She had meant to invite Sybil alone, but Sybil insisted on bringing Flare along and she couldn’t refuse that so now here they were.

“A dorm room? This is like a house,” Flare said, her eyes scanning the interior.

Even though it wasn’t as big as Azel’s house, it was still far larger than most students’ rooms, who barely had one-room apartments.

“It’s because of my experiments,” Esme said, closing the door behind them. “I’m constantly trying out new formulas for vials, elixirs, and all sorts of chemical stuff. A single room just doesn’t cut it.”

“All I can hear is special treatment,” Sybil said with a laugh, her eyes landing on the couch. “Is that a bunny?”

She reached to touch it, but Esme quickly moved in front of her and grabbed the stuffed animal.

“That’s Mr. Bunny. You shouldn’t touch him,” Esme said, puffing her cheeks defensively. “Oh… and right! I wanted you to test a mana potion for me! Azel tested it earlier, but I need data from other mages too.”

“What’s that?” Flare asked, curiosity flickering in her eyes.

“It’s a potion that increases your mana three times over for ten minutes,” Esme explained proudly, leading them into the next room.

This one was clearly a lab. There were vials, beakers, and tools everywhere. “I’ve only made fifteen so far since that’s all my ingredients allowed. You both can try one and tell me how it feels.”

She took out two vials from her storage ring and handed them over.

Just as they were about to uncork them, an alarm blared through the entire academy.

A voice boomed across every hall and corridor.

“This is Grand Mage Luke, and this is an unprecedented situation! Abandon whatever you’re doing and make a straight beeline to the main school building! I repeat… head straight to the main building immediatel—!”

The message cut off.

The girls stared at one another.

“I wonder what Grand Mage Luke’s talking about,” Esme said, already moving toward the door. “If he’s saying it himself, it must be serious. Let’s go.”

“Yeah,” Flare agreed, slipping the potion into her storage ring. “Let’s hur—”

A sudden whirring filled the air.

Then came the CRASH!

A slash made of corrupted aura cut straight through the house, slicing the walls, furniture, and half the ceiling in one strike.

It didn’t stop there… everything in its path was shredded.

Sybil’s hands shook as the wind barrier she had thrown up cracked under the impact, splintering apart like glass.

They were about thirty buildings away from Esme’s house and even that didn’t exist anymore…

Behind her, Flare and Esme staggered to their feet… they were in disbelief.

“If I hadn’t drunk that vial…” Sybil gasped, her voice trembling as she coughed. “We’d be dead right now.”

They looked out at the destruction and froze.

The entire line carved by the attack was gone.

Buildings were split in half, trees had been uprooted and dozens of students lay dead, their bodies broken or unrecognizable.

“F—Fuck!” Sybil screamed, mana exploding from her body.

The air warped violently around her, the force so intense that Flare and Esme had to brace themselves just to stand upright.

“Sybil, don’t!” Flare shouted but she was already gone.

The wind roared, and Sybil blasted forward, a streak of green light shooting into the sky.

The force of her launch was so immense that Flare and Esme were thrown several meters back, crashing into the wall that hadn’t yet collapsed.

…

Sybil soared through the air in fury as she searched for the source of that attack.

And then she saw her.

A woman or something close to one stood amidst the destruction.

Her face was covered in dark patches, her limbs were mismatched, one was shorter than the other though both her hands gave off the same corrupted energy like with the slash.

She held a sword in her right hand and it was dripping with black light.

Every swing tore through air, ground, and people alike.

Each slash killed dozens.

Sybil’s chest burned with rage.

She couldn’t attack carelessly. Engaging someone like that head-on would be suicide. She needed to weaken her first.

‘I need to focus…’

Sybil inhaled sharply, gathering mana into her lungs, letting it circulate until her entire body pulsed with energy.

Then she pointed both hands toward the woman.

“Let’s see how you fight without air.”

The wind around the swordswoman twisted and collapsed inward.

The air pressure dropped violently. The oxygen around her body vanished and Sybil watched as her target’s movements slowed.

“Ah…” The woman looked up, her one visible eye locking onto Sybil. “Another pesky mage.”

Even her voice sounded cursed…

“And wind magic, too. You people are always the same…” She raised her sword lazily. “Ranged pests.”

She flicked her blade once and slashes of black aura ripped through the air toward Sybil.

The pressure they gave off was monstrous.

Sybil darted aside, using wind bursts to shift directions midair.

The corrupted slashes ripped through the space she had occupied just seconds before.

“Good!” The woman laughed like a maniac. “Keep dodging like the little cockroach you are!”

Sybil gritted her teeth as she dodged two slashes that were going to dice her.

She needed to land a hit… anything to break this monster’s rhythm.

She stretched out a hand, and the air around the woman began to compress, twisting violently into a crushing vortex.

She smiled.

But the woman didn’t even flinch.

The pressure had no effect.

“Do you think you’re the first to try that trick?”

The words came with a manic laugh, and Sybil’s stomach turned cold.

“I’ve grown tired of this.”

The woman’s blade blurred.

Sybil saw a flicker then pain exploded through her arm as it was sliced clean off.

Before she could even scream, another flick came and her other arm followed.

Blood sprayed through the air as Sybil spiraled downward, the world spinning violently around her.

Her vision blurred and her lungs blurred.

‘No… not yet…’

But the woman was already raising her sword again.

“The wind won’t save you…”

Her blade gleamed black, ready to cut through the falling mage…

“Oi, fucker!!!”

A voice roared from below.

The woman barely had time to turn her head before a flaming fist smashed into her face.

The explosion of force sent her flying backward, her entire body engulfed in crimson fire as she tore through the air and crashed into a pile of rubble.

Flare exhaled sharply and drank a healing potion… she had broken all the bones in that hand with that punch alone but that was to be expected since she stacked 25 Strengthening enchantments.

‘I can’t believe I just said that,’ she thought grimly. ‘I’m starting to sound like Sybil…’

She ran and caught Sybil mid-fall, cradling her gently as she landed.

“Hey… Hey, you okay?” Flare asked with her voice shaking. “Esme is waiting for us… Let’s go.”

Sybil’s eyes fluttered weakly.

She was pale but still breathing.

Flare’s relief was short-lived.

A low chuckle echoed across the ruins.

Velkin stood up from the crater and the flames rolled off her charred armor. She tilted her head and black blood trickled down her face.

“A mage who fights hand-to-hand…” she said with a smile. “I respect that. Truly.”

She raised her sword again, the black aura crawling back along its edge. “I’d love to fight you more… but you must di—”

Her voice stopped abruptly.

Blood trickled from her nose.

Then her forehead split open.

A second later, her head exploded, scattering brain matter across the debris.