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The Villainous Noble Who Kept Rewinding After Death: The Story Somehow Changed When I Committed Suicide

Chapter 265: Entertainment

As the students and adventurers buzzed with excitement over the birth of the hero Shudo, I slowly walked toward the temple, emitting a dense aura of killing intent.

“Wha…?!”

“W-what is this…”

“I can’t breathe…”

Those affected by my killing intent knelt on the ground with pained expressions, lowering their heads as I passed by.

It was as if they were bowing down and showing me the utmost respect, and thinking that I was the one who created this scene made me feel just a tad better.

The first to greet me was Shudo, the hero chosen by the holy sword, who was looking down at me from the top of the stairs, gripping the sword tightly in his right hand.

“You are Louis Valentine.”

“Hey, hey! How many times have I told you not to call me so casually? I quite like my name, you know. Don’t you dare tarnish it with your mouth.”

“Shut up! Answer what you did to everyone!”

“What did I do? I just released a bit of killing intent because they were in my way.”

“K-killing intent!? Are you planning to kill everyone?!”

“Are you stupid? What benefits would I get from killing them?”

I had thought that Shudo’s attitude toward me had been getting worse since the start of school, but now that he held the holy sword, his stubbornness and tendency to draw conclusions seemed as bad as it ever was—his power might have changed, but his personality was practically the same as before.

“More importantly, it’s really annoying to be looked down upon by you.”

“Huh? …Tch!!”

I used body enhancement to close the distance to Shudo instantly, attempting to grab his neck with my spiritually charged hand. He barely managed to defend with the holy sword just in time.

“Oh? You stopped me, huh?”

“Don’t underestimate me by attacking head-on!!”

“Ha ha. Don’t get cocky just because you stopped me once.”

“What!?”

I gripped the blade of the holy sword imbued with magic power tightly, yanked it to destabilize Shudo’s posture, then delivered a knee strike to his abdomen before slamming my elbow down into the back of his head.

“Gah?!”

Shudo’s face was smashed into the hard temple floor as he let out a short groan, tears and blood streaming from his face as he tried to lift his head.

“So the sword doesn’t break after all. What a pity.”

“Hnngh…”

But I wouldn’t let that weak moment slide. I dropped my foot onto the back of his head as a follow-up, burying his face into the floor and leaving him in a pitiful state.

“Well, I figured the holy sword wouldn’t break, so that’s fine. More than that, it feels like…”

I had anticipated the holy sword wouldn’t break from the start, but even with full body enhancement and spiritual pressure, it showed no damage and continued to emit its brilliant light.

However, one thing caught my attention after touching the holy sword: its uniquely detectable wavelength of magic power.

“This magic power, it really does resemble the Moon Spirit.”

The magic power emitted by the holy sword had a similar wavelength to that of the Moon Spirit I had seen when I touched the World Tree, and it seemed to possess properties that were completely opposite.

“Could it be connected to the Sun Spirit?”

According to Kaylee, there were primordial spirits of the sun and moon, and since the magical wavelengths of the holy sword and the Moon Spirit were similar, it was safe to assume that the sword was related to the Sun Spirit.

“L-let go…”

“Ah, sorry. You’re annoying, so you can go somewhere else now.”

“Guh!?”

I casually kicked Shudo, who was rolling on the ground, sending him tumbling down the stairs and scraping along the surface until he rolled over to join his buddies.

“Even if he says he’s awakened, he hasn’t gained that much power yet.”

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t be able to toy with Shudo this way, but without being able to unleash the true power of the holy sword, he was still no match for me.

“Well then. Thank you, Angel.”

“What are you doing?”

With no more pests around, I turned to see the unchanged, emotionless face of the self-proclaimed Angel staring at me.

“What do you mean? I simply eliminated the nuisance. Couldn’t you tell by watching?”

“Hmph. Such disrespectful attitude in front of an angel like me. Is that not blasphemous?”

Lucifer emitted a dense magical power that could crush a normal person. I deliberately faced it head-on, smirking back at him.

“Hmm, so even angels are only this powerful, huh?”

“What did you say?”

“About the same level as an SS-rank monster? Well, you probably aren’t even the real thing here, so it seems safe to assume there are limitations on your power.”

“You’ve been saying strange things since earlier. Did you say I’m the same as a monster?”

“Yeah? I sure did.”

Whatever had triggered it, a faint crease appeared between Lucifer’s brows, and I could sense his disgust.

“What’s wrong? Did being compared to a monster bother you? But it can’t be helped, right? You… don’t really differ much from monsters, do you?”

“Do not belittle me.”

“Come on, what’s up? Your tone has shifted? But really, it’s true, isn’t it? Humans, spirits, demons, angels… and monsters too, we all exist with magic power, regardless of our forms. What difference does that make?”

This was just my own personal theory, but the fact that we all carry the same energy called magic power means that we are all essentially the same, no matter how we look.

After all, even among monsters, high-ranking dragons can transform into human form, and conversely, a human could become a monster like Ryan from the Kingdom of God Tree using special medicine.

“In the end, someone just labeled us as humans, spirits, demons, angels, and monsters; there’s really no fundamental difference.”

“That’s just sophistry.”

“Ha ha. Do you think so? Then, if we were called angels and you were called a human, what difference would there be beyond those glorious wings on your back? Lifespan? Roles? Those are just add-ons. Strip everything away… see? We’re just the same human-shaped beings with magic power. No difference!”

If we were created by a god, then at our core, humans, angels, and monsters shouldn’t fundamentally differ, so we could say we’re the same existence altogether.

“That’s why, you’re no different from a monster.”

“Hah. How astonishing. I never thought someone would mock me to this extent. It can’t be helped. Normally, when a hero is born, you should be expelled from this space, but it seems I have something to do instead.”

“Oh? And what’s that? I hope it’s the answer I desire.”

“Just teaching you arrogant, ignorant humans the difference in our existence. Quite literally, the difference in existence itself.”

“Ah ha ha! Sounds good! Then come on, entertain me, insect!”

If my last comment had struck a nerve, Lucifer unleashed platinum magic power, and this time, I released my own silver magic power.

The dense clash of our magical powers echoed, and the excited cries of monsters resounded from the forest.

After a brief stare-down, I was the first to move, feinting with my gaze and foot placement, then from a low stance, I punched right into Lucifer’s torso.

“Well. For a human, that’s not bad. It’s been a while since my hands have gone numb.”

“Thanks for that. But is it okay to keep acting all relaxed?”

“What?”

“‘Heaven’s Resonant Strike!’”

“Guh…”

As I uttered the technique’s name, Lucifer was sent flying backward as if he had been struck in the gut, crashing into the altar where the holy sword was embedded.

“Are your proud wings unbroken?”

“Ugh. I should have stopped your fist. Why…”

“Hmm? Who knows?”

Without answering Lucifer’s question, I closed the distance again, and as before, I attacked with body techniques. Perhaps due to the unexplained phenomenon, Lucifer opted to dodge rather than deflect my strikes.

In reality, the technique “Heaven’s Resonant Strike” I used was an original move that combined spiritual pressure and burst energy, allowing it to bypass defenses and hit even if blocked.

However, angels cooped up in heaven wouldn’t know the techniques of humans, and since it was my original technique this time, Lucifer could only avoid the unknown attacks.

“Ah ha ha! Is this all you’ve got? Make it more entertaining!”

“You!”

The fight between Lucifer and me had only just begun.

It wouldn’t be fun if it ended here, so I continued to accelerate my attacks while laughing mockingly.

 

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