She's Not My Sister You Fool

  ────── 〔 ✿ 〕────── “W-wait!” “It’ll be over soon, so wait.”  His face was so stern that I had no choice but to let go. The enraged Hermann swung his sword wrapped up in flames and slammed it down.  Dietrich responded as if he could not lose, but even though I half-darkened it, its essence was still that of a holy sword.  Even though his hand holding the hilt of the sword turned black, still, he didn’t show any signs of pain even as he parred Hermann’s sword raging with fire in front of his indifferent face.  ‘He’s always like that ever since we were young.’ My temper rose up and I ground my teeth. He could have asked for help if it felt too heavy, but he never did so. Even though he knew I didn’t mind working hard, he’s always like that.  “Please, get out of the way!” The tree I raised up to block Hermann’s sword, swinging against Dietrich burned helplessly.  ‘He probably wouldn’t be able to kill me anyway.’ Whether it be because of Hermann Euclid’s ...

  ────── 〔 ✿ 〕────── I ended up wincing at Hermann’s words but I maintained a calm attitude outside. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to notice my unrest.  ‘That means I can’t use warp to get out of the temple.’  Well then, I could just run fast. I thought easily and briefly nodded my head.  I didn’t know if there would be any boundary magic on the whole mountain so I just needed to get out of the temple.  “Stop–!” Crunch, bang!  When I pulled out the sword without thinking and hugged it to myself, the statue’s really red eyes flashed.  ‘Why doesn’t it look like a god’s guardian but a total demon?’  My jaw dropped in astonishment at the sight of the horrendous statue.  “Anissa!” Ignoring Hermann’s cry, I bent down to avoid the shaking of the head of the horrendous statue with the whites of its eyes turned upside down.  I hurried to run opposite Hermann’s side as the statue stamped its foot on the ground with a loud sound. Crunch, crunch....

  ────── 〔 ✿ 〕────── I understood now why he said I’d know once I saw it.  ‘Who wouldn’t know looking at that?’  Maybe it was made with high-quality plaster, but there was only one part of the plaster that was mixed with a dark foreign object that was shining brightly.  ‘It doesn’t even look like a sculpture but a real sword.’ The sun shining through the stained glass windows that adorned the temple wall was shimmering only to illuminate the sword. If the relic was a sword, then it’s something that shouldn’t be missed out on. Because it was a holy sword that if they just wished it, even people who didn’t know how to use a sword would be able to cut down hundreds with it.  I reached out my hand as if possessed by the brilliantly shining sword.  “Ahem.” “?” “My lady, it’s a holy relic, so if you touch it carelessly, a boundary magic would activate.”  The priest, who had guided me earlier, at some point had followed me and politely bowed his head. I raise...