I Was The Hero, But I Woke Up as a Phoenix Princess! – Chapter 822

chapter 62 “Eternity”
“Just as I said, Hodrea showed me the Abyss, and it wasn’t the power of mortals.”
Ig rubbed her little head and gazed at the girl’s golden eyes, which were as bright as gorgeous gems, and said with a smile.
“At that time, what appeared in my eyes was a realm of silence, as if eternally stagnant. At least for me at that time, unless I also threw myself into the Abyss and used the same power as him, I would be swallowed by the tides of the Abyss.”
Verafia knew that this guy wasn’t using the power of the Abyss.
Well, it’s easy to understand. In a moment of crisis, this guy thought of this young lady, and then his “little universe” suddenly burst, and he cut off the blade of the dark swordsman with a single sword. This is a common plot in stories and novels.
But, am I just playing a spiritual role?
“Ha, of course not.”
Looking at the girl’s slightly tilted little head, Ig could easily guess what this little girl’s little head was thinking about, and couldn’t help but chuckle, “I didn’t hide the question Vera had before.”
His voice paused, and he sorted out his thoughts a bit, saying.
“Vera’s moment of ending is the most gorgeous and powerful swordsmanship I have ever seen. Even gods and even a world, under the judgment, will bloom with the fleeting beauty of the last moment of life.”
Ig looked up at the girl. “Even now, I can only claim to know a little bit about your swordsmanship. If Vera were standing under the Abyss at that time, perhaps she could easily destroy the Abyss with it. However, I can’t do it like you.”
“Awu.”
Praise from this guy so directly caused Verafia’s tender snow-white face to blush slightly. Especially when she realized that Ig wasn’t deliberately teasing her, which made the girl lower her little face even more and feel even more embarrassed.
“Such a thing… well, it’s not impossible! But what does that have to do with what Igte said?”
Ig shook his head. “For me, although the Young Lady’s ending is powerful, after the judgment, the sword light will eventually return to peace. And as I said before, the Abyss that appeared before my eyes is the end of all silence and stagnation. Falling into that realm, after the sword light of the ending stops, it is still difficult to escape the end of decay.”
“So, Igte, you…?”
Verafia raised her little head forcefully, and in her eyes, the black-haired young man’s sapphire eyes rarely flashed with excitement.
“But, if the Abyss were still water representing eternal silence, what if the ripples stirred up were also eternal?”
“I have experienced the eternal darkness of Disax, which is not exactly the same as the Abyss, but I can use it as a blade to stab the Abyss with the ‘silence’ representing eternity, with your judgment. And after the final judgment, Vera’s flame ignites above the eternal darkness, can it also be endless, and on the silence, draw equally eternal ripples?”
“This…”
Verafia was confused again by Igte’s string of words. She raised her head and found that not only Igte had an excited expression, but even the sword spirit girl Rufina in the red evening gown had a gentle curve on the corner of her lips, with a charming smile in her captivating golden eyes.
Hmm, only this young lady doesn’t understand!
Verafia felt a little dejected, and a bittersweet feeling in her heart.
Compared to Igte, who had the True Sight Eye, personally witnessed Hodrea displaying the Abyss, and pulled out that sword, Verafia could only imagine no matter how much she deduced. Even Rufina, the sword spirit girl who personally experienced it as the blade in the young man’s hand, could not compare.
“So that’s how it is!”
Quickly sweeping away the thoughts in her mind, Verafia raised her little face, her golden pupils dotingly gazing at his face.
Hmph, as the Young Lady of this idiot, how can she not understand his swordsmanship? If she doesn’t, she will be looked down upon by this hateful guy, and she will definitely be bullied by him in the future!
“However, such swordsmanship is only barely acceptable… I can only say that it is barely qualified to be the Young Lady’s attendant.”
Although this little girl held up her delicate snow-white neck and spoke with such a big tone, it was not difficult to see that Verafia’s small body was completely tense. Her tender toes, wrapped in white silk stockings, were slightly clenched, and when people looked at her, even the spirit in her golden eyes was a little evasive.
This little girl, even with her tsundere persona, why is her face so thin?
Igte barely managed to suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth. Of course, as a qualified attendant, he would not deliberately put this Young Lady in an awkward position.
“It’s just that such swordsmanship, I have no clue how to perform it again…”
Igte touched the hilt of the sword with his palm, and a strand of brilliance bloomed between the slender blade edge. With a slight shake of his head, it suddenly extinguished.
Igte had tried several times in the past few days, even constantly deducing with his true abilities, but without exception, he could not achieve what he could before, and could not even draw a trace of sword qi.
Verafia glanced at him secretly, and found that the guy didn’t seem to care about her performance just now, so she breathed a sigh of relief.
“However, Igte is thinking about such things…”
Hmph, she hummed lightly, and thinking about Igte’s words, she moved her small body to the edge of the bed, resting her delicate white little hands on her cheeks, and gently swinging her little feet:
“Well, after all, swordsmanship not only requires talent and accumulation, but also specific artistic conception and understanding, all of which are indispensable. Perhaps, a momentary swordsmanship is just a lucky burst of inspiration. If you want to deliberately replicate it, it will be even more difficult.”
Seeing the girl looking at him with slightly raised golden eyes, Igte nodded.
He could understand what the girl said, so Igte didn’t delude himself into wanting to reproduce the same sword strike immediately.
“Right.”
The girl suddenly hummed again, excitedly climbed onto him, tilting her pure white little face, her golden eyes like dazzling crystals, and her soft and pleasant voice played delicately. “That sword strike just now, has Igte thought of a name?”
Igte was stunned for a moment.
However, he didn’t immediately think about the girl’s question. His gaze fell on her golden eyes full of interest.
Speaking of which, when talking about his swordsmanship, this little girl always seems full of interest. It feels like she cares more than he does… This is not like that girl who always likes to act spoiled and cute, and always pretends to be tsundere.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. After the girl shook his arm forcefully a couple of times, Igte came back to his senses.
“A name, I haven’t thought of that yet.”
Igte scratched his head and thought, “However, since this swordsmanship was drawn from the Abyss… how about calling it Abyss Slash?”
“Abyss Slash?”
Verafia crossed her arms in front of her chest, her delicate lips pouting slightly. “It doesn’t sound good at all, and this name always makes me feel like Igte is colluding with those people from the Abyssal Church.”
Since the little girl was not satisfied, Igte could only smile and look to Rufina for help.
However, even the several names thought up by the sword spirit girl were frowned upon and rejected by the girl.
It seems that this little girl really cares about that sword strike…
Igte shook his head and chuckled in his heart. “Then, Vera, what do you think it should be called?”
“Let this young lady name it?”
Verafia was surprised and raised her head.
According to the tradition of swordsmanship, except for swordsmanship with commemorative meaning, original sword moves should be named by oneself. Letting others do it for you is a disrespect to swordsmanship.
Moreover, she hadn’t personally witnessed Igte’s swordsmanship, so how could she be asked to name it?
But the look in the young man’s eyes was not like he was joking.
Regarding Igte’s swordsmanship, she had only heard his description. If she were to name it…
Verafia lowered her head slightly, her slender fingertips gently stroking her soft hair, and suddenly her gorgeous golden eyes flashed:
“How about naming that sword strike ‘Eternity’?”
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In fact, all the previous content was just to write the last sentence. (I’m so good at filling space…)
(Need to speed up the progress, will start pushing the main plot from the next chapter)