Volume 3 Chapter 13: Things That Need To Be Shattered

(Derisha)

The monster had an incredibly tough, rigid carapace.

Magic surged within my body, continuously welling up with unstoppable power.

An indescribable restlessness clashed in my chest, driving me to attack relentlessly, again and again.

Is this the power of the Dragon Soul Fusion?

Strength, speed, technique—every aspect of my abilities has greatly enhanced, but...

"Storm Rush!" The bluish light on the tip of my spear gleamed, accompanied by a stormy cut that sliced through the monster's carapace. A crisp sound resonated as the whirlwind erupted!

However, even with my newfound power, the attack... was deflected.

The reversed wind blades tore through, blurring the dragon wings formed by magic power, and the surroundings rapidly receded... Did I get knocked back?

Realizing this, immense pressure enveloped me, the gaze of the monster upon me.

"Derisha!!!"

Intense impact reverberated through my consciousness, plunging me into a void...

"Derisha!!!"

The shouts didn't cease, but they no longer seemed directed at me.

"Derisha!!! Stop daydreaming! Is this how you behave in the countryside? Change that attitude now!!!"

Like ripples appearing in the blank screen, a blurry figure gradually grew clear.

It was a white-haired little child wearing a crown on her head and adorned in extravagant attire.

In front of her stood a girl also wearing a crown... Older sister?

"Hide all your past habits, suppress them! Your rustic nature mustn't be seen by others!"

The little child was being scolded, facing away from me, her face out of view, but her shoulders trembled as if they were crying.

Just as I was about to speak, the scenery before me suddenly distorted.

Then, it became clear again.

"Derisha!!!"

The crisp sound echoed, and the little child's face turned sideways.

"How many times have I told you? The violent habits of a country bumpkin have no place in the palace! How can you go around beating up your own citizens? Huh? Quit daydreaming! Speak clearly!" The person scolding the girl was an older woman dressed in formal attire, but I remembered her well. She was the etiquette teacher.

"He's a bad person, stealing things others worked hard for..."

"What nonsense are you spouting! Derisha! You must know your position! You are a princess of this nation! Your action is seen as the action of this nation! You should have reported it to the guard at the very least, not to take the matter in your own hand!,"

Then, it turned into another image.

"Derisha!!! What are you daydreaming about? I'm talking to you, damn it!"

"Seems what the maids said is right, In the end, you're just another lowly thug created by the King by accident! You got none of the King attitude! You resemble your lowly mother... Ahhhhh!!!"

"Do not insult my mother!" Still with her back to me, the little child swung the chair leg in her hand continuously, while the boy on the ground rolled and cried out in pain.

At the end of the farce, the scene froze. Amidst the fallen soldiers and wailing people, the little child stood holding the chair leg, facing off against the king, who protected his wife and children.

Watching the king of a nation confront her to protect the queen and princess, shielding them behind him.

It's quite a sight to see.

On one side, there's a family, all of them are wearing crowns, and a single man who is also wearing a crown is guarding them from harm.

On the other side, it's also a family, and a lone individual at the same time.

I couldn't see the face of the little child, but I could sense her anger and sadness.

(Tn: All of the line below are from different people, all of them are from the maids and butlers attending the royal family)

"Derisha, You need to show some restraint!"

"A fight is not something to be done in the palace!"

"Why don't you go back to your muddy hole you little thug!"

"You have strong fighting abilities? So what? Do you want to enter the palace with such a filthy and bloody body?"

"Suppress yourself, this is not a place for you to act recklessly!"

The Royal palace was not a home.

Only suppression.

Suppression.

Suppression.

And confinement, this is a cage.

A cage punishing the self that should never have been born.

The scene before my eyes kept changing.

Watching the children of noble families in the palace go out together, while I, with no playmates, had to take off my dress and help the maids with various chores.

Watching my father, accompanied by the queen, my sister, and my younger sister, visit and enjoy themselves in neighboring countries, while I, with little progress in etiquette studies, could only silently wave goodbye to the departing carriage to avoid embarrassing the nation with my brash attitude.

Watching my father pat the heads of my sister and younger sister, but lower his gaze and skip over the me who longed to be loved.

And in the midst of tears, hope faded away.

Suppression.

Suppression.

Crying, then standing up.

Alone, without companions.

Companions...

"You said you didn't want to be limited by anyone, and now, no one can limit you. Fight in your most instinctive way, even if your weapon is broken..."

Someone was speaking in my mind.

"I'll fix it for you too. After all, I'm your companion!"

His face appeared in my mind... Yes... Yes, now I'm not fighting alone.

My thoughts stirred, and suddenly my vision became clear!

Before my eyes, there were flying stone fragments and red liquid.

The three-meter-thick stone wall shattered like a piece of paper.

In front of Walson, the impact of the shattered stone wall exploded, leaving streaks of blood on Walson's body... Red liquid sprayed from his right arm, and his empty sleeves swayed in the air.

"Ugh... What are you hesitating for?" Walson weakly cursed, descending downward.

What am I hesitating for?

Now, I have companions to protect, whether it's suppression or a cage...

Why should the Wind Valkyrie of the Water Capital be so fixated on the wind?

Wind is merely a medium...

"Ooooooo, ooooo, oooooo—" My body started to move, facing the convergence of purple and blue light. The dragon wings vigorously flapped, propelling me forward, while transforming into a swirling storm that enveloped the surroundings.

The compressed air pressure caused the water surface to ripple, forming a water tornado in the direction of the storm, wrapping around me layer by layer.

Magic infused into the Anti-Melon Spear Prototype 1.0, and lightning flashed.

Piercing to the extreme is for penetration, penetrating to the extreme is for shattering, shattering to the extreme is... transforming into wind.

The wind of infinite possibilities.

"[Grand Vortex Lance]..."

Coming towards me was that purple and blue projectile capable of destroying everything.

Upon contact, a powerful impact struck... I simply closed my eyes.

I maximized the infusion of magic into my weapon, using the wind to drive the flow of water, rotating, rotating, and rotating.

The impact vanished, I opened my eyes, and I saw the purple and blue light entwined around the water's flow, assimilating with myself.

Yes, the tip of my spear doesn't need to hesitate.

Suppression, cage—now they're nothing more than things that need to be pierced through, along with the armor of this monstrous fish.

[Achievement unlocked: "Master of All Things - Wind" hidden condition]

[Learned new skill: "Wind of Transcendence"]

"[Elemental Break - Shattering Waters]!!!!!!"

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