Extra Demon: Sacred Academy of Light-Chapter 137: Just a little more

Arthur knew he couldn’t win through conventional means — no one understood that better than him. His training had been too short; he was clumsy with a sword, though he could at least defend himself. Facing Ariel, who vastly outclassed him, was a battle he couldn’t afford to lose easily.

After thinking hard all week, trying to come up with strategies that might grant him even the slightest window of opportunity, he found himself stuck against an immovable wall. So the plan that came to his mind could either be incredibly stupid or surprisingly clever — some might even call it suicidal and masochistic. But he had found no other way.

That’s why he had decided to use the ability:

[Blue Flame][Description: ???]

Of course, he knew nothing about it. The description was sealed. The only thing he knew was that Lilith, along with the other Sins, had shown great interest in it — and that this cursed flame burned both his soul and flesh at the same time.

Luckily, the ability [Cold Mind] shielded him from the pain while the blue flames coursed through his body. But that was only a temporary lifeline; the moment he deactivated [Cold Mind], the pain would hit him all at once — like a savage beast — striking his brain and body with full force.

His plan was to abuse the [Blue Flame] as much as possible, pushing it to its very limits. He had no idea what would happen or what price he would pay, but he had resolved to endure the risk. His pride, buried deep within his soul, wouldn’t allow him to lose without putting everything on the line.

His sense of pain was completely suppressed, numbed by the [Cold Mind] ability. That gave him even more confidence in carrying out this reckless plan, even though it could all end terribly...

"All or nothing," he thought to himself. He had to win those 50 ability points, no matter the cost.

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Nox, watching the glowing motes of light around Arthur as they prepared to explode...

[Blue Flame][Description: ???]Activated.

Boom!!

A tremendous destructive force engulfed his body, striking him from every possible angle. The impact was so intense that he felt several of his bones crack all at once — though not enough to cause fatal damage, just enough to make any ordinary person lose consciousness on the spot.

But for Arthur, it wasn’t a major problem. He looked down at himself; the once chaotic flames had become calmer, almost docile. He nodded slightly but grimaced as the cold within him intensified — to the point he thought if anyone touched his skin, they’d assume he was already dead.

The blue flames expanded slightly, dispersing the silver dust completely. Walking forward calmly, I pointed my sword at Ariel.

"Is that all?" I asked, my voice cold and steady.

Ariel, standing in front of me, smiled. She rushed toward me at full speed, her sword raised. I watched as her hair and eye color began to change. The night grew darker, the stars dimmed until they vanished, and the moon shone even brighter as pale blue halos wrapped around Ariel’s body like a gentle embrace.

Arthur felt as if everything around him had become his enemy. Even the moonlight fell upon him — but while it strengthened Ariel, granting her power, for him it brought only suffocating pressure, as if the world itself refused to recognize him as her equal.

Grinding his teeth, Arthur raised his sword once more.

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"Lunar Knight, Moon Priest, Child of the Moon..."

Elizabeth stared at the screen, her full concentration locked on the battle between Arthur and Ariel. She pressed her lips together.

"He looks more attractive with that look," she muttered, watching Ariel, whose silver eyes and shining black hair gleamed under the moonlight.

"Lunar Blessing, or maybe Lunar Dragon..." she mused, turning to her older sister. "Which name do you think suits Ariel best?"

Seraphine shook her head.

"That doesn’t matter right now. Just watch," she replied with a soft smile.

Elizabeth nodded in agreement. The fight between Arthur and Ariel was breathtaking — chaotic at first glance, like watching two beasts locked in a brutal sword fight. But if you looked closer...

"He healed again," Seraphine said, her eyes sparkling.

Indeed, the cuts that should have been deep and deadly closed within seconds. Arthur’s body regenerated at an absurd rate — something that would normally be impossible for someone like him. It was all thanks to the thin layer of blue flames coating his body.

"How much pain do you think he’s enduring?" Elizabeth asked, glancing at her sister.

The blue flames were both a miraculous blessing and a terrible curse. They could create miracles — or destroy their bearer. One of those miracles was regeneration, and that’s what was keeping Arthur standing.

"He’s abusing the Blue Flame," Seraphine said, frowning. "What kind of lunatic does that?" She raised an eyebrow, then added, "But his mental strength is impressive. I like that."

"Right? Isn’t it amazing?" Elizabeth replied, just as Ariel’s silver blade cleanly severed Arthur’s arm.

"Hmmm..." Seraphine’s expression grew more serious. She glanced at her sister.

"Now that I think about it, isn’t this going too far?"

She had been so focused on the blue flames that she had almost forgotten — severe injuries like severed arms were strictly forbidden...

"Well..." Elizabeth smiled awkwardly and cleared her throat.

"Come on, Seraphine, you want to see how it ends too, right?"

Seraphine fell silent, thinking for a moment.

"Alright. Just this once."

"Hehe~" Elizabeth chuckled, turning her gaze back to the screen.

"He’s losing."

Arthur was doing everything in his power to defend against Ariel’s sword strikes.

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Arthur’s mind remained cold, but his body did not. He was starting to break into a cold sweat, his body trembling more and more with each passing second. The cold and the pressure pressing down on him were becoming unbearable.

Even though he felt no pain, he could tell his body was beginning to scream — beginning to break apart. Not feeling pain could be a curse, too, because it blinds you to your limits.

CLANK!

A deafening sound echoed as their swords clashed once more. Arthur stumbled back a few steps, his breath ragged and uneven.

He felt invincible — powerful, as if he could fight all night, endlessly. The wounds Ariel’s blade carved into his flesh regenerated instantly, but...

A cold liquid dripped from his nose. Blood. His body’s way of warning him.

Ariel looked at him.

"Are you going to see this through to the end?" she asked, smiling.

Arthur hesitated for a moment. If not for the Blue Flame, he would have lost long ago. His body would already be in ruins.

Meanwhile, Ariel had only minor scratches. She wasn’t even sweating, and it looked as if she was actually enjoying the fight.

She was in much better shape than he was. His body trembled more and more, and the blood from his nose kept flowing, signaling the irreversible damage being done within him — his body was being destroyed and rebuilt at the same time.

But he couldn’t give up.

"Of course I am," I replied with a smile.

It wasn’t time to collapse. I still had a mission to complete.

"Let’s keep going."

My body flared up once more, the blue flames surging around me, now moving chaotically as if trying to break free.