THE LORD IS TOO OVERBEARING

Basil was still familiarizing himself with Caliburn, his new sword. Despite so however, the Demons coming at him could do nothing when he swung Caliburn at them.

Basil's Aura Ability: [Master of Weapons] allowed him to do two things. First, it allowed him to master any weapons he laid his hands on, and second, it allowed him to telekinetically control every bladed weapons he laid his eyes on.

Although he was still not that familiar with Caliburn, due to his Aura Ability, his fight with the Demons wasn't hampered at all. Coupled with his more than a decade of battle experience, he was unstoppable in the battlefield.

One might wonder then what 'Familiarizing' actually means if Basil could already wield Caliburn so well, and the answer was slightly complicated: to know more about Caliburn, who was an existence with consciousness he had to acknowledge.

Basil had expressed his desire to know Caliburn better right before he started his clash with the Demons. The only way to do it was through having a battle, which was the reason why Basil had immediately engaged in battle after saying it.

The more Demons he cut with Caliburn—the more he connected his soul with Caliburn, the more he knew about Caliburn. Flashes of memories of the past passed through his mind, telling him things about what and who were Caliburn.

Caliburn, or to be exact, the Sword Soul of Caliburn had originally been a member of one of the members of the Fairy Elders. He was a Spirit of Light, who had represented every existing Spirit in the Great Forest of Yitoupheo roughly 2200 years ago.

He was one of the most influential individuals from the Fairy side, who had directly met and seen the Lord closely. He had immediately pledged his loyalty the moment he met the Lord, and he had been one of the Lord's loyal followers ever since.

Saddened by the news of the Lord's death, which he had unfortunately heard late, he sought many ways to once again bring the Lord back—to bring the true peace that the Lord had brought upon the world.

He, unfortunately, couldn't find a way even after years of searching.

In one fated morning however, a man covered in a ragged cloak came to the Great Forest of Yitoupheo to meet him. The man was Solomon, who looked no different from a beggar who had been starving for months.

The Spirit of Light, who had heard the news of Solomon's disappearance a few years ago, was shocked as much as he was elated. He immediately expressed his concern over Solomon's state, however Solomon silenced him with one sentence.

"Thy Lord won't return, yet you can help his successor reach for glory."

He didn't understand what Solomon meant at that time, but at the mention of the Fated Child, everything suddenly made sense to him. Solomon then offered him a deal to live inside the Artefact he had forged, a sword named Caliburn, so he could aid the Fated Child.

He, who had been saved by the Lord, yet had not been by The Lord's side when the Lord needed help, had committed a great sin. Given the chance to redeem his sin, he didn't think twice to take the offer.

That day, he threw away his identity as the Fairy Elder, the Spirit of Light, and lived as Caliburn the Sword of Light.

He broke one of his vows to Solomon however, which was accepting anyone who passed his test to wield him. He wanted to only accept the Fated Child, the one whom the Lord had chosen to shine the glory back upon his people.

Although the first person to find him was the Fated Child—thanks to Solomon's way too hard to find place to hide his Legacy—it still counted as breaking his vow to Solomon. He, after all, didn't have the willingness to help humans anymore.

The only humans he was willing to accept were the Pacifer, whom he didn't know where they were at that time. Once the strongest Clan in the world was reduced to nothing because of the greediness of the ungrateful people they had helped.

He, who had respected the Pacifer dearly, could no longer see humans as the creatures he should help. Humans were already helpless, and therefore, he would never lend them a hand.

That was why he and the rest of the Fairy Elders had cooped themselves up in the Great Forest of Yitoupheo when the humans slowly brought themselves to destruction. They could no longer see the point of helping the already corrupted race.

Boom!

As Basil blasted a Middle Class Demon with a swing of Caliburn, the information stopped flooding into his brain; he could no longer see flashes of Caliburn's early life memories. He faintly clicked his tongue at that as he could do nothing about it.

Throughout all of the flashbacks, he couldn't figure out about two things: the Lord's true appearance, and Caliburn's real name. Knowing them wouldn't really help him currently, but it was still unfortunate regardless.

"What have you known about me, Caliburn?"

[... I, unfortunately, couldn't see anything in your mind, Master. There is a veil covering your memories, which prevented me from accessing them.]

"Do you want to see them?"

[I am truly curious about that, but I believe I won't be able to see them soon.]

"Indeed. I can't be the only one opening up, can I?" Basil lightly scoffed, and Caliburn could only smile in the Sword Realm.

Although he knew that revealing his secret to Caliburn wouldn't endanger him in the slightest, Basil was still unwilling to do it. He, after all, believed in equal exchange, so he would never do that as long as Caliburn still hid things from him.

He would have done that to Asia too—hiding most about himself from her—but unfortunately, she had been with him too long to not know anything about him.

He was still curious, however, how the Asia who had been sealed in one of Solomon's 9 Seals could immediately tell he had returned to the past the moment he met her. Just like his mother, he could only suspect Asia had been notified in advance by some random God.

"Speaking of Asia, why is she hibernating again?" Basil mused. "I thought she had finished her Evolution."

Basil would like to ponder about the matter more, however he still had to focus on the situation in front of him. The Demons had regained their momentum—they were coming at him again.

Infusing his Qi into Caliburn, the sword was immediately covered in golden light that burned the skin and the eyes of the Demons exposed to it. Others might think he was using Miracle, but in truth, it was just the Spirit of Light's power.

[Synchronization]!

Basil had been leaving the Technique half activated since he hadn't familiarized himself with Caliburn yet—he had only used it mainly to figure Caliburn out. Now that he had known Caliburn to a certain extent, he could finally use it for offense.

Holding Caliburn horizontally, Basil looked at the rabid Demons coming at him. He sneered in disdain at the pitiful creatures foolishly charging at him as his entire existence exuded an overwhelming pressure that cratered the ground below him.

Boom. Boom.

The twenty Minotaur Warriors running at him produced a loud boom in each of their step. Anyone would easily be intimidated by that display, yet Basil didn't even look impressed by that.

As the destructive aura surrounding him became so overwhelming, it began to bother him, he finally decided to release the Technique.

"Show me what you got, Caliburn."

[I shall not disappoint you, Master.]

A golden light suddenly covered Basil's entire existence, giving him an aura of might and holiness. Some of the weaker Demons faltered at the scene, meanwhile the others became hesitant in their step.

Still, many of them didn't stop in their track regardless.

"[Light of Glory]!"

... At least, until Basil swung Caliburn.

Other than sweeping the entire battlefield with a golden light, Caliburn's Hidden Ability didn't do any other flashy things. It didn't produce a mighty sound of explosion or crack open the ground.

The Hidden Ability was just like a silent breeze passing through the battlefield: it was brief, yet everyone could feel it. One might also think it did nothing to the Demons, but once the golden light died down, one could instantly know how terrifying it was.

"It exceeded my expectation."

[Thank you for the praise, Master.]

The thousands of Demons coming at Basil, all of them without exception, were reduced to ashes. No damage was dealt to the ground, since Caliburn's Hidden Ability had only affected Demons, who were weak to Light Magic.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Basil mused about how similar Caliburn's power to the power of the High Class Paladins. He had seen them fight Demons with Miracle in his past life, and they had killed Demons in the exact same way.

It made him wonder if the 'Miracle' the Church was referring to was actually just Spirit Magic, but he soon discarded the thought since Asia had told him clearly what the people of the Church were actually using—Divinity.

He didn't know how they could use that, but one thing for sure was, there was a real God backing them up. What made him wonder though, why their God didn't even show up when they were desperately praying for help in his past life.

"I guess, that's what makes God a God." Basil sneered disdainfully. "What about you, Lucilla? Do you believe in God?"

Lucilla who had just arrived in front of Basil stared at him silently. She had immediately decided to face him herself after seeing none of her soldiers had managed to scratch Basil for the past 15 minutes.

No matter how skilled Basil was, facing thousands of opponents by himself unscathed without a sufficient power was impossible. Being able to do it means he had that power, thus Lucilla had decided to step in.

"You... What kind of power are you using?"

Upon inspecting basil herself—the moment she stood in front of Basil, the hair on the back of her neck immediately stood on end. Basil was exuding an aura that terrified her, and that made her understand why many of her soldiers had faltered.

"Have you ever seen a Magician reveal his secret?" Was the only thing Basil said before Caliburn reached Lucilla's neck.