Chapter 19.4
“All I can say is… I’m rather surprised.”
On the second floor of the imperial throne carriage, beside Gabriel who overlooked the sudden crack in the ground, came a voice that seemed quite relaxed.
He turned towards the voice and saw, popping up from one of the various hatches in the deck, the burly face of a middle-aged man. He recalled that this was Lengil, the head of the Merchants’ Guild. Lengil joined his long sleeves and performed a sincere salute.
While he seemed to be one of the few remaining General Units, this man did not seem like he possessed any notable fighting prowess. What was the matter? Gabriel raised an eyebrow in acknowledgement. Lengil glanced left and right, but his body remained facing Gabriel. He saw that Vassago was not around, but did not say anything else and saluted once more.
“Your Majesty. The moon will rise soon… If there are no further orders to be executed accordingly, I humbly request that the troops be allowed to rest and dine.”
“Okay.”
He peered into the black, gaping chasm again.
The scouts that had been sent to report on its size had not yet returned. In other words, it wouldn’t be just a few mel. And by the looks of it, it seemed that a hole of this depth was not one that could be easily filled in with raw civilian manpower.
Predicting that the enemy army had managed to infiltrate the southern parts, where Vassago and his subordinates were, there was now an extremely high chance that they would all be eliminated if they did nothing. But even if Vassago himself were to die here, he would still awaken in the real world.
Now he had to use the flying Units. But the Dark Knights only had ten dragons. He did not know the number of trips it would take to transport twenty thousand footsoldiers.
Or maybe it was possible with magic. But according to the Dark Sorceresses he had consulted, creating a sufficient bridge for the entire army to cross was not possible. If they were all as powerful as their leader D.I.L, maybe, with more Demihuman sacrifices… But reports told that D.I.L. had been vaporized in battle by an enemy Knight’s counterattack.
— For someone full of ambition, you left the battle so quickly.
Gabriel thought with a twinge of regret. But at the end of the day, an AI was merely a piece on a chessboard, and her existence disappeared from his mind.
In other words —
That yawning chasm was something that upsetted the “game balance” of this world. This world had nothing that neither the Human Empire AI nor Dark Territory AI were incapable of fixing.
If that were the case, this likely involved interference from the real world. Somebody from RATH, probably a higher-up, had logged in with a super account like him.
They might even have the same goal. Retrieve «Alice», then eject to the real world through a system console.
Although things were getting troublesome, at this point, he could only plan accordingly.
Or rather — things were getting more interesting.
The corners of Gabriel’s mouth lifted in the slightest of smirks. After it disappeared, he turned to Lengil.
“Very well. We will set up camp here tonight. Feed the troops well; tomorrow will be a busy day.”
“Yes, sire. Your Majesty’s benevolence is truly humbling.”
Paying his respects once more, the Merchants’ Guild chief left in high spirits.
***
“From the same world as… Kirito-senpai?”
The two girls asked in unison, their red and blue eyes round.
“Th-that means… the world of the gods? The three gods who created this world… the Kingdom in the sky that the gods who govern the Elements, and the angels reside in…?”
“No.”
Asuna shook her head.
“It is a world outside of this one, but definitely not one of the gods. Because… Look at Kirito-kun, do you guys think he looks like a god or an angel?”
The girls looked towards the wheelchair again, exchanged looks, then both stifled giggles. They hastily adjusted their expressions, and nodded.
“Yes… Yes… Right, there shouldn’t be any gods who escape from the academy in the middle of the night to buy snacks… right…?”
Hearing the red-haired girl’s words, it was Asuna’s turn to gape. Really, he was still like that even in this world. Speechless and elated, Asuna felt tears on her cheeks once more.
She blinked rapidly and nodded – Right . Then, the girl with tea-colored hair asked:
“Uh… Um, this outside world… What’s… it like?”
Asuna thought for a moment, then replied:
“It’s a long story. I’d like to tell it to the person in charge of everything here. Could you please take me to them?”
“O-Okay. Understood.”
The girls agreed nervously. Asuna prepared to follow them to the back of the large caravan, then stopped to look back at Kirito again.
On his bowed face, dried tear tracks were still visible.
— It’s all right now, it’s all right now, Kirito-kun. You can leave the rest to me…
Asuna said softly in her heart, tightly gripping his left hand. Then she turned, slipped past a crate, and jumped off the back of the wagon.
Just as her white shoes touched the ground —
Golden light appeared before her.
The glint of a sword blade.
Before she could react, her body moved on instinct. Her right hand lunged for the rapier at her left waist.
Kyariin!
The sound of metal against metal shattered the dark silence of the woods.
While she had managed to deflect the strike, the unexpectedly powerful impact had numbed her entire right arm. What a heavy sword.
Scattered sparks from the collision whitened across her vision. She could barely discern the path of a second instantaneous attack.
Unblockable with a single strike.
Immediately making that judgment, Asuna charged at her opponent and launched a succession of rapid stabs.
Her third jab finally to parry the incoming strike. Switching to the offense, Asuna finally caught a glimpse of the attacker’s features.
She gasped in shock.
An astonishingly beautiful knight with snow-white skin, roughly the same age as she was, was glaring at Asuna. Her sapphire eyes emanated an animosity that seemed to crackle like electricity.
Her golden hair, seemingly fashioned from the element itself, billowed in the air. Her hefty armor and smooth longsword both gleamed a flaxen yellow.
From a distance, the girls looked on, eyes wide. Finally, they managed weak cries.
“Knight-sama, please stop!!”
“She is not an enemy, Alice-sama…!!”
— «Alice»!
Hearing this name, Asuna was stunned again.
This elegant swordswoman before her, wielding a weapon the weight of a boulder — was the world’s first true Bottom-Up AI, the highly adaptive artificial intelligence, ALICE? She was the goal of Project Alicization, and what RATH and the invaders both thirsted for — the center of everything.
But why was Alice attacking her?
Trying her best to block the golden blade, just as Asuna was thinking of what to say, a voice akin to the music of a famous violinist flared from Alice’s cherry-colored lips.
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