Reincarnated User Manual

Chapter 234: Realization

Chapter 234: Realization

Shiron headed to where Kiara was without anyone telling him to. Despite it being his first visit to the underwater city, he navigated it without any obstacles.

He saw through the complex streets as if they were the palm of his hand and easily evaded the troops that had gone on alert.

But it wasn’t that he chose to run away from every situation; if he had to fight, he did so without hesitation, defeating his adversaries.

Lucia felt a mix of emotions watching him. Relief, perhaps? It might be that Shiron’s reliable appearance made her feelings for him grow even stronger.

However, unlike Lucia, who had feelings beyond admiration, Seira felt only one thing.

Nostalgia.

Every time Seira went on an adventure with Shiron, she recalled some of the most intense memories of her life.

“Crossing the mountains is inefficient. So let’s pass through the nearby labyrinth. Any objections?”

“You’re thorough. When did you investigate the labyrinth here?”

“...Because I’m a genius!”

“Yura?”

“Yes, Anjay?”

“There’s a disease in that labyrinth that makes you see your deceased mother. I think this is as far as I go.”

“Wouldn’t it be easier to knock you out and carry you?”

“Then Kyrie... Ah! No, we can cross over first, and then Seira can teleport you. That would be more efficient.”

‘...Is it because the kid mentioned Kyrie’s name? I’m reminded of the old days.’

Even in the midst of a bloodbath, Seira smiled contentedly. Those who didn’t understand the situation might think she was a strange elf, but even so, she couldn’t help but laugh.

Now, Seira was too busy enjoying herself to care about any curses.

In her past life, where she couldn’t build new bonds or overlay memories, she was finally turning to a new page, painting a new picture.

‘If the kid were really Kyrie...’

But even as she turned a new page, she was still haunted by the old one. She wished at least one friend who had shared in her memories and drawings could be alive.

“They say elves who leave the forest are prone to depression. I guess this is what they meant.”

Seira shook her head, trying to dispel thoughts of her deceased comrades. Now she had new companions, and she needed to paint the next picture with them.

Immersing oneself in ongoing work wasn’t easy, Seira thought. Thinking about Shiron and Yura overlapping with Kyrie was a disservice to them.

Her musings were interrupted as Shiron stopped.

“Seira.”

Before them stood a temple that was hard to believe was underwater. Shiron, who had cleansed the sacred sword of blood, sensed an uneasy presence there.

“Let’s blow up the temple.”

“Not going in?”

“Though I don’t fully understand Kiara’s thoughts, I’m sure she’s interested in me, right?”

Shiron glanced at Lucia and then back at the temple.

“If she’s interested in me, I should use that to our advantage.”

“I was feeling left out without anything to do, but... Phew! That’s a relief.”

Seira stretched and waved her staff in the air a couple of times. A faint dark blue barrier formed.

This ensured Kiara wouldn’t detect their killing intent until the magic was completed.

While Seira prepared her spell, Shiron also began preparing his magic. Unlike physical combat or swordsmanship, magic’s efficiency increased with more users.

“You’re here.”

Facing Kiara up close, she looked grotesque. Her body, repeatedly damaged and unable to heal, was exposed with muscles showing.

Her eyelids were gone, revealing her entire eyeballs, and her naked body incited no feelings of shame or contempt.

“Ew, disgusting.”

Lucia blocked Kiara’s outstretched hand and expressed her disgust honestly.

‘The smell is appetizing though.’

There was no need to voice the unnecessary compliment. Lucia didn’t need to mention that Kiara had grown stronger and was more enjoyable to fight. All she had to do was swing her sword, scattering beams of light. Amidst the bombardment, sword strikes aimed to cut Kiara.

Kiara’s recovered eyes widened. Deep red wounds marred her torn skin, but she felt no pain. The advantage of gaining divine power was that her essence was no longer bound to her body.

No matter how injured she became, Kiara’s movements were never slowed. Even when the dark abyss was stained with her blood, she felt no dizziness or impairment.

Thus, she responded without difficulty to the oncoming attacks from behind. Kiara’s power created invisible blades.

Blades born from the deep water blended perfectly with the environment, becoming invisible swords. Shiron vaguely sensed the approaching killing intent and unleashed attacks several times over.

But this wasn’t efficient. Crackle! Purple lightning surrounded Shiron. Seira’s support clung to the approaching blades.

The flows collided, attempting to control the situation. Seira tried to disrupt the ocean’s currents and return them to nothingness, and Shiron squeezed through that opportunity.

However, Kiara wasn’t one to watch idly. She had the power of domination, and dozens of currents not affected by Seira’s interference stretched out.

Blood spreading in the darkness, flashing light, struggles to pierce through. The once serene ocean turned into a fierce battlefield.

But even amidst the chaos, the tension of battle never lost its purpose.

“Hehe.”

And at some point, Kiara’s momentum changed.

Despite the dizziness that should accompany a physical battle involving her powers, her thoughts accelerated, responding to threats.

“You’re quite a fighter. Is it because you’re strong? Facing you makes me think that you...”

“Shut up, you stink.”

Lucia thought Kiara might be pretending not to notice.

But that wasn’t possible. Kiara couldn’t lie about her feelings and truly hadn’t guessed until the red-haired girl showed her sword and spoke.

‘No way, it can’t be.’

Kiara’s consciousness shifted to Shiron behind her. The shining sword was firmly gripped. Meanwhile, the sword engaging Kiara was of a type she had never seen before.

However, its flow felt familiar.

Kiara expanded the space, pushing Lucia away. Twisting the flow to avoid impact, she created a mana shield. In that brief gap, Kiara distanced herself to observe both humans clearly.

With a sword in hand and feet poised, though their faces were dirtied, many subtle differences were apparent. And among them, one thing...

A faint sense of incongruity pricked at Kiara like a thorn.

“...Ahaha!”

Kiara clutched her forehead. Lucia stomped the ground in response to the blatant gap.

“You...”

Lucia leaped the distance in an instant, facing Kiara’s chilling laughter head-on. The sudden realization brought joy and excitement instead of anger. Various emotions mixed, presenting Kiara with chaos.

Indeed, one couldn’t do or know everything.

But, the qualification to ascend to a higher level and the powers remained.

Kiara twisted her hand, and a sticky darkness blocked Lucia’s path.