Campione! - Volume 21 - Chapter 5.1

Chapter 5   The String of Fate, Shall be Severed
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Part 1
「You and me as a friend……?」

「Yeah. It’s enough after we fought each other five times. Let’s come to an agreement soon.」

Godou moved away from Rama’s body and said.

He wasn’t in the mount position anymore. Now he was in half-rising posture with his right hand offered.

「And, we are going to say 『Something like fate should just eat shit』 together, then go to pick a fight with the guy fancying himself as spectator from high above. If it’s us two, then we can surely win.」

「You mean about my guardian──the one who governs fate?」

「He isn’t protecting you or anything.」

He wouldn’t concede only this point. Godou spoke it clearly.

「You are just getting slaved around by that guy’s say so.」

「Hahahahaha.」

Rama laughed. He laughed long and loud.

He laughed, and laughed for some time while still laying on the ground. Tears were gathering in his eyes while the great hero who was born at the ancient India finally spoke with a thrilled tone.

「No! Actually I myself also faintly──feel that!」

「Right? I don’t know how many millennium you have fought the devil king extermination battle, but haven’t you fulfilled your duty enough?」

「Hahahaha. So there is also that way of looking at it.」

Rama laughed brightly and he reached out his hand while still lying face up.

It was his right hand. It was finally freed from the numbness. This hand wasn’t for the sake of fighting, it was something stretched out in order to grasp Godou’s right hand.

Of course, Godou firmly grasped it and helped Rama to get up.

The two of them stood up together with their right hand still grasping each other’s.

「Something like fate should just eat shit. That’s a roundabout way of speaking that is like you all.」

「It’s a bit vulgar for a prince though.」

「No. In contrast with that rudeness, it become vital words for the sake to strongly express emotion. The likes of fate can just eat feces──. Certainly, those are words that I should say.」

Rama muttered after expressing it in different words of his own style.

「What a marvel. If you said it to me before the battle, your advice……I don’t think that I would listen to it obediently. But now is different. I don’t understand why but……」

「Perhaps, that’s because your a 『man』.」

Godou spoke driven by the sense of vulgar human.

Man. Boy. Or perhaps it would also be fine to reword it as 『human』. The King of the End was really humanistic because of his straightforwardness and sagacity.

Godou spoke without reserve.

「Also, it’s not like it has to be a fight. The murky heart can also be refreshed by any kind of special event. Without that──things like stubbornness or duty will get in the way and you won’t be able to take action following your 『true feelings』.」

「Those words are rich with significance. Magnificent.」

「That’s just second hand telling, so it’s fine even if you don’t praise me.」

「Hou. What kind of wise man from which era who said that wise saying to you?」

「A regular customer at where I was working part time who was employed at a black company. These days, there are a lot of people in human society who are in the same environment like you.」 (TN: Black company, company that is exploiting its employees, like making them working overtime without pay, etc.)

「Hahahahahaha!」

It was unthinkable that a hero of ancient India would know modern terms.

However, Rama’s extraordinary skill in communication seemed to grasp the nuance from the flow of conversation just now. He burst into a loud laughter.

He and Godou were standing side by side now.

Rama was about five centimeter taller than Kusanagi Godou who was 180 centimeter tall.

The two of them together looked up, at the black and white spheres that were at contest midair. However at present the two stars stopped emitting gravity storm and also lightning strike, they were floating quietly in the air──.

By the way.

As the result of the jet black star and the white star colliding repeatedly, the false space that copied Kusanagi Godou’s hometown and alma mater was mostly turned into an empty lot.

The school building and surrounding homes, the buildings were thoroughly destroyed.

It was now only a space with soil ground and asphalt road continuing endlessly.

But, such dreary scenery was suddenly transformed. When they noticed, the ground that Godou and Rama were stepping on became fabric that was like carpet.

It was the “territory of god of fate” that Godou saw yesterday with Alice’s guidance.

This fabric was continuing endlessly until beyond the horizon. Most likely there would be no end to it no matter how far one went.

The territory where the true enemy should be located at finally returned to its proper form.

And then──

The Divine Sword of Salvation flew out from the dark star Godou created.

It flew straight like a living bird and settled down on the hand of a girl who was waiting at one point in the air. The girl looked very childish appearing with the age of seven, eight years old. She was completely naked. Her blonde hair reached until her shoulders. Her skin was white──.

「That’s!?」

「The one who was once my supporter──the general manager of fate.」

Rama who was looking up to the sky together with Godou taught him.

Godou recalled the words of Princess Alice. The people who governed fate were three sisters, and there was also a goddess even farther in the ancient past.

The goddess of fate raised the sword overhead while receiving the gaze of the two men.

The Divine Sword of Salvation. Its tip pointed at the White Star.

Immediately, the electrical discharge resumed again.

Beside the darkness star, the white star that should have reached reconciliation scattered lightning of salvation──or it tried to. However.

「O my protector in the past, the bearer of fate.」

The electrical discharge immediately ended.

Because Rama faced to the sky and called out.

「The sword that is bestowed with the name of salvation is in the possession of I, Ramachandra to the bitter end. Certainly, it was a tool that served for your sake for long but……just that won’t serve as cause for it to get stolen.」

The girl floating in the sky, 《The Bearer of Fate》.

The divine sword that was temporarily settling down in that hand suddenly moved by itself.

As soon as it flew to the air, it descended to the ground like lightning and pierced down before Rama’s eyes. On top of the fabric that was like a carpet.

The hand that originally should wield the divine sword quickly pulled it out──.

「At this chance, Ramachandra will direct the blade of salvation to none other than you. Not for the sake of saving the world, but driven by my heart that is seeking conflict.」

The king that appeared in the end of this world proclaimed solemnly.

Hearing that, the Bearer of Fate was expressionless to the end. Her eyes were also empty. However, around the girl innumerable number of 『blades』 appeared.

The blades’ shape and size were about the same with short sword.

The number must be more than a few thousands. She was a girl who also severed the string of fate, perhaps, she had always blades in reserve for the sake of that role.

And then several thousands of blades, all of them swooped down to the ground.

They were aiming at Rama and Godou. In order to stab the hero and godslayer over and over and consigned them to oblivion!

In that case Godou──

「Manifesting justice in this world through these spell words of mine!」

Finally chanted the words of power of the Sword.

He summoned countless light sphere that filled the air.

「The gods and goddesses governing over fate and time. Their myth exist all over the world. Clotho, Lachesis, and then Atropos of Greek mythology. Urd, Verdandi, and Skuld of Norse mythology. These girls are mostly three sisters who are each allotted with the role of creation, preservation, and destruction.」

It was the activation of Verethragna’s final incarnation, the Warrior.

The spheres shining golden were crowded close around Godou and Rama.

Every single one of the lights was 『Sword』, blades for the sake of cutting apart god of fate. So to speak it was like forming up lines of spears to make it their defensive wall.

And then, the several thousand blades coming down from the sky──

Were entirely repelled by the golden spheres.

「What cannot be forgotten above all else, is that their roots that came exactly from the ancient India, the fact that they have prototype. Greek, Rome, Europe, India……. In the region where goddesses related with time and fate appeared in myth──one common feature clearly exist.」

The Swords Godou crated amounted almost the same with the blades of the so called god of fate.

The Bearer of Fate who kept floating in the sky expressionlessly waved her hand quickly. The several thousands of blades that were repelled just now rushed.

However, Godou who was in the receiver side muttered with extreme calmness.

「That is how all those places are region with culture that was developed by the India – Europe family of languages. With the ancient India as birthplace, from there it passed Caucasus and reached until Greek, southern Europe, northern Europe, and finally the islands of Britain that is the end of the west. The concept of god of fate that govern time and fate was disseminated by this race──Indo-European languages to the whole world!」

The spell words, words of power for the sake of cutting part the god of fate.

With this the golden spheres possessed even sharper edge and repelled back the several thousand of blades raining down from the sky once more──and that wasn’t all.

This time the blades were smashed into pieces without leaving a single intact one.

The blades flying from the command of the god of fate, several thousands of them were all pulverized!

「By the Indo-European languages of the far ancient era, the image of the prototype of 『goddesses who govern time and fate』 was invented and scattered, before long──it was spreading to all over the world. It was told even until region that didn’t posses any direct relation with Indo-European languages. That is the proof of just how many the people who felt empathy with this myth……!」

The blades the goddess of fate unleashed were entirely crushed.

Every single one of the blade was turned into pieces like a glass that was crashing onto an iron plate with fierce speed.

However, Godou tilted his head. Of course, he would be concerned if the Sword was useless but──he suddenly spoke.

「The weapons of your former boss, aren’t they too frail?」

「Well, it’s understandable.」

Rama’s answer was concise.

「In the first place she is an existence that was specialized to control the enormous fate. Something like confronting a godslayer as a god──is not her duty.」

「So it’s something like that.」

Godou nodded. Rama further spoke to him.

「If, your godslayer soul that is seeking for even more powerful enemy is dissatisfied, then you can rest assured. Of course, the Bearer of Fate won’t end with just this much.」

「No, strength of this level is completely enough for me just so you know.」

「Then I have bad tidings for you. It seems that she is calling for a helper.」

The Bearer of Fate who was floating in the air suddenly vanished at the same time with Rama’s words.

In exchange, a giant surged out from the empty air.

It was a muscular large man in the prime of his life, overflowing with wildness.

That giant body had height that reached ten-odd meter. His unkempt hair left an impression. His outfit was a worn out mantel, dirty old rag, a leather breastplate, and sandal.

But, in contrast to his crude attire, he was also clad in intense majesty of 『King』.

This giant descended down to the ground──on the carpet interweaved by the god of fate with *ZUSHIN!* sound.

「That guy……!」

Godou was struck with wonder from the bottom of his heart.

To think that he would be reunited with this guy in this kind of place.

「You──aren’t you Melqart!」

「Kukukuku. It has been a long time, young godslayer.」

The giant’s snickering voice resounded just like thunder.

The nostalgic adventure at Sardinia Island, and then the battle at Sicilia Island after it. This god became involved with Kusanagi Godou at both those places.

His name was Melqart. Or else Baal.

The god king that was worshipped by ancient Phoenician people and also by many race of Semitic family of languages.

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