He Became the Only Ally of the Abandoned Warrior

Chapter 40

“Unni, what on earth are you thinking?”

On the second day of the festival.

Early in the morning, Gyalnal confronted Ibis, who was already in the middle of getting dressed.

“What are you talking about?”

“Choosing an outsider, not even a noble but a commoner, as your festival partner, and declaring in front of everyone that you would take that man—what were you thinking?”

“My fiancé? Oh, you mean Gendry?”

He’s not my fiancé, though.

Ibis recalled how the illusion had been meticulously crafted.

“As I said before, he doesn’t suit me at all~.”

“This is a matter of the family’s dignity and honor.”

“What does that have to do with me? I’m Ibis, aren’t I? I come first.”

Currently, all the status and privileges that the Demon Sword enjoyed originally belonged to Gyalnal.

The illusionist who forcibly awakened her cast a powerful spell over the entire Zramun Archipelago with just a few words. This spell made everyone perceive her as Ibis Protect, the eldest daughter of the Protect family, while Gyalnal became the wise younger sister who stepped back from the line of succession for the peace of the family.

And for some reason, the dark magic did not work on Gendry, who was Gyalnal’s fiancé—an engaged couple deeply in love.

Overnight, a woman suddenly began behaving as if she were naturally the eldest daughter of the most prestigious family on the archipelago, while Gyalnal was seen as a wild troublemaker. The fiancée who once adored him now treated him coldly, and her position was reduced to that of a maid.

When Gendry cried out for this farce to be undone, Ibis proposed a deal to him. She promised to restore everything after the festival if he did as she instructed.

“So, what is it that you’re prioritizing, Unni?”

Ibis giggled.@@@@

“Fun.”

“Pardon?”

“I’m going to bring the most fun to this boring island.”

She was confident that she could make the crowd cheer like never before.

“You can look forward to it.”

Ibis’s eyes gleamed ominously.

By the time the sun was high in the sky, Lin and Lucy were utterly exhausted.

Despite waking up early, Ibis had already finished dressing and was waiting for them.

“There’s no time to waste! Hurry, hurry!”

They were practically pushed out of the mansion and were dragged around the various stalls without a single break. They tried on and examined every trinket and souvenir, no matter how low in quality, and sampled all the street food they could find. They ended up looking like nothing more than a noble lady and her porters.

Even Gendry, who had been glaring at them from afar, eventually lost interest and didn’t interfere.

“My lady, you’ve already visited all the festival stalls by noon. Perhaps it’s time for a break...?”

Even Gyalnal, who had been following along, was gasping for breath.

“Oh, right! There were some items I couldn’t buy earlier. Gyalnal, please find everything on this list and bring them to me by evening.”

“What? All of this?”

The paper Ibis handed over was so long that when held up, it nearly reached Gyalnal’s knees.

“It’s an economic cycle. By setting an example as consumers in these markets, we ensure that merchants and event planners will return next time, creating a successful festival.”

“But without any protection...”

Ibis then pointed to Lin and Lucy.

“There are two people right here.”

“They’re outsiders!”

“Gyalnal, do you think anyone on this archipelago would dare touch a member of the Protect family?”

“There are more outsiders than islanders during the festival.”

“I’ll carry a signal flare. If anything happens, you’ll come running when it bursts in the sky, right?”

“Sigh, please be careful, Unni.”

Reluctantly, Gyalnal left for the festival market. Ibis didn’t dislike her sister’s concern—on the contrary, that’s why she wanted to keep her far away from herself, the most dangerous enemy.

“Well then, we’ve ended up here somehow.”

They were standing on a deserted beach. Everyone had gathered at the festival market, leaving the coast completely empty.

The atmosphere suggested that something serious was about to be discussed.

Lin and Lucy exchanged glances. They decided to handle it as they had practiced the night before.

After replenishing Lin’s energy throughout the night, Lucy was sharp today, determined not to make any mistakes.

She braced herself, listening intently to the young lady’s words.

However—

“Now! Mr. Chunsik and Miss Suni! We are going to find Guerrero Protect’s tomb from this moment on!”

Ibis’s demand made all the plans and rehearsals Lin and Lucy had painstakingly prepared the previous day meaningless.

“What?”

“Suddenly, like this...”

Both Lin and Lucy questioned her, but Ibis waved her finger, dismissing any objections.

“...Huh?”

“I knew from the moment you acted friendly with Lin. I’ve known all along that you demon sorceress bitches have been after my Lin!”

Disappointed.

Terribly disappointed.

Still, Ibis decided to go over a few things for Lucy’s sake.

“For starters, you should refrain from calling the porter’s name in front of others. If too many people find out who he really is, it could be troublesome later.”

“The demon sorceresses have been calling him Lin from the start anyway.”

“Well, of course they have. He’s their dream prince. But not me.”

“Not you?”

“Of course not. I’m not a demon.”

A black energy exploded outward.

The scorching sunlight was completely blocked by a dark shroud, leaving only Ibis and Lucy in the black space.

Though dark, the energy was different from demonic energy.

“Even if I’m just a demon’s imitation~.”

Clang!

Ibis’s right arm transformed into a sword, black yet gleaming with a sharp light, making her outline visible even in the darkness.

“You take one too.”

A red-glowing sword appeared out of nowhere and stuck into the ground at Lucy’s feet.

“Who the hell are you?”

“Sigh, really?”

She had thought Lucy had some sense, but now this?

The future seemed bleak.

“I’m just a sword that pursues fun. In the human world, I’m called a Demon Sword. Few remember me, though.”

The sword that was now Ibis’s right arm pointed at Lucy.

“You’ve been tracking the porter’s location, right? You should. He’s much more important than you think.”

Of course she had been.

The red thread on her pinky finger still indicated that Lin was safe.

“Let me formally introduce myself. I’m the Demon Sword ‘Abyss,’ the first Hnoni, if that means anything to you.”

“I’m familiar with Demon Swords. Lin told me about you. He said I’d need you to defeat the demon sorceresses.”

“Oh, really? To do that, you’d have to turn me into a Holy Sword first. Do you know how?”

“Of course.”

Lucy gripped the red sword.

Ah, this cold and heavy sensation.

It had been a long time.

“He said I had to subdue you by force.”

“Hahahahahaha!”

This is pretty funny!

“That’s right! To move forward, you’ll have to do that, but man, that porter is something.”

“Do you like Lin too?”

“No, I like fun. I’m not interested in humans. But you know what? The greatest fun is...”

Slash!

The five fingers on her left hand turned into blades.

“...The regretful face of a human who wounded something precious with their own hands.”

The Demon Sword gestured for Lucy to come closer.

“Now, let’s have a conversation with swords. I’ll show you the nightmarish challenges that lie ahead.”

But,

“If you can’t defeat me, Lin will die before the day ends. At someone’s hands.”

“Those words...”

A dazzling red and gold light burst forth.

In the darkness, Lucy’s power shone brightly.

“I’ll make you regret it.”

“Hahahahahaha!”

The Demon Sword laughed loudly.

In the darkness, Abyss stared at Lucy.

A gust of wind kicked up as Lucy lunged forward.

“I just told you, my favorite fun is regret!”

The black Demon Sword and the red and gold Hero clashed fiercely.