Princess Fischl

Chapter 76

- I was just wondering. I remember you were telling me about Komuro being wounded during another not-so-friendly encounter, but where did the hostility towards the others come from? - I couldn't help but ask. It's understandable with me, I chopped people up in front of teenagers who weren't ready for such a sight, but I think it should have prepared them for a repeat of something like that.

- They were no doubt shocked by the massacre you had caused, but they were even more shocked by the fact that I had finished off a bandit who was unable to resist, - Takashi answered me.

"Were they really that stupid to turn on you after everything?" I asked, puzzled.

"No, but it was very clear that some of them hoped that he wouldn't survive the injury," Saeko said, frowning slightly.

- Well, with allies like these, you don't need enemies. - I shook my head before turning to Saeko. - Give me the sword for a while, it should be strengthened, otherwise it will break quickly.

- Will it break quickly? - the girl was slightly surprised.

- Yes, these swords, after all. - Takashi nodded towards the weapons rack. - They were made using technologies typical of medieval Japan, that is, rather poorly. In addition, the iron is made from swamp ore, which is rich in various harmful impurities and a specific chemical composition. - the guy explained to the girl.

- Well, yes, although I did not know such details, but I just feel that at the moment your bokken is stronger and sharper than this katana, that is why I suggest improving it. - Still, it is a little confusing that all my strength is not based on knowledge, but, in fact, entirely on intuition. Although, what can I say even with a two-handed weapon, although I have some skill, due to skill, but I do not have knowledge of any school of fencing, it is rather something from the category of what a warrior could develop through battles, but with a high probability he will still lose to a real master of his craft, the same with archery, yes, I can undoubtedly do amazing things, but I do not know the techniques thanks to which, in some worlds, the same archers do what is available to me only with the help of various tricks, and some points are completely inaccessible.

"Is it really better than a forged blade now?" Saeko blinked in surprise and looked at her bokken.

"Come to think of it, those homemade spears that were used at school were also unusually sharp and strong," Kyoko said thoughtfully.

- Well, it seemed to me that with a more reliable weapon, they would be calmer, and how illogically reliable it was, is no longer important. - I shrugged.

- I see, but in that case, is there any point in me having this sword at all? - asked the girl.

- Well, if I improve it in the same way, it will undoubtedly be better than your oak bokken. After all, metal will be stronger than wood, and knowledgeable people will have fewer questions about how and with what you cut zombies.

- In that case, I'm counting on you. - Saeko handed me the sword, and I, without delay, began to strengthen the katana with the help of the cursed technique of creation, so successfully copied by me in the world of magical battle, while trying to make it sharper.

"I don't think I can get used to how creepy this energy is," Takashi said, looking at my actions.

- When I was treating you, you weren't against it. – I chuckled.

- But there was a different energy there, - the guy was confused.

- If you multiply minus by minus, what do you get? - I asked a leading question.

- Plus, but how... Wait, so what you treated me with is made from this horrible crap?! - Takashi exclaimed.

- Exactly. - I nodded with a smile.

"Can someone explain to me what you're talking about?" Saeko asked irritably. She clearly didn't like the fact that she didn't understand what they were talking about.

- Let's say you felt anything when I picked up the katana?

- Mmm. Yes, at that moment it was as if something was trying to make me afraid. - After thinking for a bit, the girl nodded.

"Well, that could very well be the case," I nodded, handing the reinforced sword to Saeko.

- The thing is that I used a certain type of energy, called cursed energy. - As soon as I said the name of this energy, the look of those around me became a little strange, but since no one said anything, I continued. - This energy itself is formed from the negative emotions of people. In the world where I learned to use it, this energy is emitted by all people except shamans, who, having learned to use it, do not emit it outward. However, since there are quite a lot of people in the modern world and not all of them experience positive emotions, then special monsters called curses are formed from the accumulated energy, and shamans fight them with the help of cursed energy.

- It's a bit reminiscent of magical worlds where monsters are born under the influence of mana, - Takashi said.

- Yes, but the problem with curses is that a person with a weak will will simply go crazy from the aura of the curse. And these creatures themselves are creepy, not to mention what they do. - I said, and then chuckled with a smile and added. - But everything has its own counteraction, for example, my teacher, Satoru Gojo, is so cool that he can even scare a special level curse with his aura.

- Gojo? He has the same last name as you, - Saeko noted.

- Yes. Well, that world wasn't my home, but it just so happened that I was accepted into the Gojo clan, and since my family doesn't have a last name, there was no problem in accepting the Gojo last name.

"A princess with no last name?" Takashi asked with a raised eyebrow.

- I was born into an ordinary family, so we don't have a last name. As for being a princess, that's the legacy of my soul. And my spiritual name is Fischl von Luftschloss-Narfidort.

- Fischl von Luftschl... - Saeko tried to pronounce my last name, but stopped halfway. - I think it's a little too complicated for me.

- Don't worry. Just call me Amy or Fischl. - I waved it off. - By the way, we got carried away again instead of getting on the road.

"Well, we can't discuss such topics so openly in front of the others," Kyoko said.

- Hm. Honestly, I was thinking about not hiding my powers anymore, to train periodically. - I admitted. - And by the way, it wouldn't hurt you to get used to your new abilities.

- Are you sure? You never know how others will react to manifestations of the supernatural. For example, when you flew over us back then, Takagi was literally hysterical because she didn't want to acknowledge the existence of the supernatural.

- She'll throw a tantrum and calm down. By the way, I'm planning to help them by giving power to the most reliable representatives when I find a large enough settlement. And who knows, maybe she, having touched magic, will become the most reliable ally.

"Wait, are you seriously going to just hand out power like that?" Takashi exclaimed, and I wasn't sure whether it was more outrage or surprise.

- What's wrong?

- It's not like that. You can't just make superhumans out of ordinary people, they'll go nuts. Remember the Nazis! They didn't have superpowers and that didn't stop them from considering themselves superior to others, and don't forget that Japan was on the German side in World War II, and now you want to make superhumans out of them, that can't end well.

- Ahem-ahem! - Saeko cleared her throat discontentedly, drawing attention to herself. - If you haven't forgotten Takashi, then although our country was undoubtedly an aggressor and many moments remained a shadow on our history, for many Asian countries we are still considered a strange liberator from colonial oppression.

- Okay, stop-stop-stop. - I jumped up. - The last thing we needed was more arguments about war and stuff like that. None of us can say how it really was, and personally, I think politics and religion are two of the shittiest topics to talk about.

- Although I don't particularly like Takashi's words either, Emi is right, it's not worth it. - Kyoko supported me. It really looks like someone just buried their chance at a relationship with Saeko. The tongue really has become his worst enemy.

Actually, on this not particularly pleasant note, we finally decided to set off. And since I didn't particularly like the tension that arose due to Saeko's resentment towards Takashi, I decided to ask Oz to give us a ride. And, however, no longer surprising, Oz showed his preferences unequivocally. If he gallantly invited us to sit on his back, then Takashi had to be content with his claws.

Marikawa's friend's house was not far from the road bridge, in front of which we actually decided to disembark, so as not to irritate the teenagers with the supernatural ahead of time, then we walked on foot, except that Oz had already settled down on my shoulder as usual. The house was located in a rather convenient position, because from the balcony you could see who had crossed the bridge. So, in fact, Kota could be seen on that very balcony with a rifle in his hands. At first, seeing people walking, he took aim at us, but having found out who was coming, he immediately calmed down and, waving his hand, hurried into the house.

When we approached the house, Rey came out to meet us.

- Takashi! - the girl ran up to the guy and literally jumped on him, squeezing him in her arms. And then a gloomy Hisashi came out.