Pawahara Seijo no Osananajimi to Zetsuen Shitara, Nanimokamo ga Umaku Iku Yō ni Natte Saikyō no Bōken-sha ni Natta ~ Tsuideni Yasashikute Kawaii Yome mo Takusan Dekita ~ (WN)

[The End of the ‘Fist’]

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““Grand Thor Hammer!!””

――BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNGGG!

“Gegaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!?”

We swung down our lightning-covered fists on top of giant wolf’s head.

The giant wolf became unsteady on its feet due to the impact.
We then followed it up by throwing out our right fists on its face.

““Grand Prominence Blow!!””

――BAM!

“Ge, gaa…!?” The giant wolf fell on its side with a thud, and we took a breather.

Then, Tirna began talking excitedly, “This is amazing, Exa! We’re one!”

“Yeah, we are.
This is our true power.”

“Mm! I love you, Exa!”

“O-oh.
I love you too, Tirna.”

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Tirna saying so just showed how happy she was, and I couldn’t help but to blush, too.

《Superior Arms》— the ultimate battle style which displayed its true value by unifying with a saintess.

I never imagined the possibility of such a power, but with this, we’d probably be able to fight on even ground with the saints who were completely fused with the Sacred Treasures.

Just then.

“Grr…” The giant wolf glared at me with a face full of resentment.

He should have taken a lot of damage, but considering his regenerative power, he’d likely get back to full health in no time.

In fact, he was already trying to get up.
Without a doubt, he’d immediately attack if we were to show an opening even for a moment.

Hence, we didn’t lower our guard while keeping an eye on him, and purifying flames wrapped our right arms.

“This will be the last, Shangarula.
So—come at us with all you have!”

――Bam!

“Gugaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

As if responding to my words, the giant wolf… no, Shangarula kicked off the ground, creating a crater.

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And befitting the name of ‘Fist’ Saint, he swung out his giant right claw at us.

“Tirna!”

“Mm!”

Hence, we responded with a blow filled with our whole souls.

““Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!”

The flame on our right arms converged, then we released the purifying power that was condensed to the limit in an instant, ““—Grand Prometheus Full Buuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurst!!””

――BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNGGGGGGG!

“G-gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa——————…………..”

Our flames swallowed Shangarula in a blink of an eye, and his body turned into particles of light.

◇ ◇

――Shine!

“This is my Hallowed Sacred Treasure…”

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“How does it feel? Tell me right away if you feel something’s wrong, okay?”

“Mm, got it.
Thanks, Exa.” Tirna nodded.
In her hands were gauntlets and greaves that gave off a divine glow.

They were Hallowed Sacred Treasure like Magmell’s staff.

Although they had such a pure air about them, half of them was made up of Phinis-sama’s power.

We never knew when they would start acting up, so they had to be used with caution.

“Good work.
You’ve successfully purified the Sacred Treasure, I see.”

“Yes.
You too, Shiva-san.
Thank you for protecting the villagers.”

“Don’t sweat it.
That’s my duty as the ‘Shield’ Saintess, after all,” Shiva-san giggled bewitchingly, and I too softened my expression and casted area heal for the villagers.

Perhaps I should say as expected of the werewolves who had high physical ability, though many of them were injured, no one died.

The ratio of men and women that were injured was about the same.
All werewolves might have wild temperament, regardless of sex.

How do I put it? It was a really gallant race.

“—Oi.”

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“““?”””

As I was thinking to myself, a strong-willed-looking female werewolf called out to us.

If I wasn’t mistaken, she was the one who was most seriously injured.

“The name’s Shambhala.
I’m the chief here.
First of all, I’d like to thank you for saving the villagers.
Are you the leader?”

“Y-yes, you can say that.
My name is Exa.
She’s Tirna and she’s Shiva.
Both of them are respectively the ‘Fist’ Saintess and the ‘Shield’ Saintess.”

“I see.
You really saved us there.
And you even healed our wounds, you have our gratitude,” Shambhala-san bowed her head, then continued, “So, let’s get to the main subject.
That black werewolf… no, that thing was ‘Shangarula’, wasn’t it?”

“““……”””

After we looked at each other, I nodded, “Yes, that’s right.”

For some reason or another, I felt it was better not to hide it from her.

Then, Shambhala-san released a small sigh and scratched her head.
“I see.
Looks like we really owe you big this time.
Die fighting strong guys like you people—that fool must’ve been really satisfied.”

“Um, are you acquainted with him…?”

To my question, Shambhala-san nodded and said matter-of-factly, “Yeah.
He’s my—‘little brother’.”