I can expand my MAGIC ENDLESSLY?!-Chapter 18: Sword of black

The dark knight grinned after seeing that look in his eyes. That calculative gaze looking for escape in this situation. Clearly he hasn’t been through any battles. Still such adaptability.

"Interesting."

His will to stop the fight here waned. And he moved again. Kairos, who still couldn’t get a hold of the opponent’s movements, tried to counter the sword with minimal movements, looking for a chance to land a critical strike. If it wasn’t for the sigil of nullification chipping away some amount of magic. His sword wouldn’t have been able to withstand such force.

Clang... clang... clang

The dark knight struck simultaneously while Kairos tried to counter all strikes, but even then he couldn’t keep up... he got a few more cuts on his arms.

He also noticed the sword,it really wouldn’t last a few more of those strikes. As slowly cracks spiderwebbed on the outer layer of the sword.

At that moment Kairos decided to bet everything and imbued all of his aura into the sword.

The dark knight moved in once more to strike, but Kairos, having predicted where he’d attack, wielded his sword in one hand while covering the other one with aura to block the sword.

The sword broke as it reached the dark knight, aiming at his chest. But he reacted, and a magical sigil appeared, and a shield was created. Leaving no wounds at all, while the hand used to block the dark knight’s sword was pierced through by the sword, the injury wasn’t serious, but still it was a lot.

The dark knight looked at the broken sword and at Kairos, who, despite having been injured and lost his sword, still didn’t seem to give up.

He kicked him in the chest, and he flew to the other end of the training ground and hit the wall, making a few cracks visible.

Dark knight clicked his tongue, realizing the kick was too strong.

Kairos, after hitting the wall, lost consciousness for a split second. He opened his eyes and gritted his teeth from the pain, he knew that escape wouldn’t be possible at this rate.

It’s obvious to him now. His opponent was toying with him. The figure standing in front of him had already reached the peak of the 4th circle.

Thus the best choice would be to cause a commotion big enough that others would rush in...he understood the Dark Knight, for whatever reason, was not trying to kill him, so maybe he could try something he’s been holding off on for a while.

...

The dark knight, seeing him get back up after the strike, pondered something... there was a small scratch on the armor where Kairos’s sword struck him. He was impressed; even if he had been holding back, it was an impressive feat not many at that age would be able to achieve.

He realized he needed to push Kairos to the limit.

So he released all his bloodlust and killing intent, focusing on only Kairos. He wanted to test the willpower now.

Sensing that amount of bloodlust, even Kairos, who had been honed for so long in battle in his previous life, felt shaken.

He composed himself soon after, if the dark knight really had the intent to kill this time, he won’t be able to survive at all. So he believed in his hunch and instincts that it’s only a test and decided to use that move.

He didn’t use it much, as it took a long time to prepare, and in battles of higher levels, it was almost useless. But here he knew he’d get the time and the chance to surprise even the Dark Knight.

He grinned to himself, and that sight made him look eerie with all his wounds and blood on him.

Kairos gathered all of his remaining aura, igniting more blood this time...and surged it into his heart, making it beat wildly as aura and blood vitality mixed. Kairos’s face began to pale as aura kept increasing to an absurd amount.

The dark knight, who’d been watching the boy stand up and just stand still, sensing this, realized the boy was using some kind of forbidden technique.

Although he didn’t know who had taught him such a technique, it was absolutely not a good idea to let it finish. The commotion caused by that blood red aura once it exploded would be too huge.

So he rushed in to knock Kairos out. But Kairos grinned, he’d been given enough time to manifest the aura. He’d be able to cause a commotion large enough for the whole family to notice.

As soon as he started to think that, the dark knight stopped holding back. He used his full strength and in an instant reached Kairos through that burning red aura.

Kairos swung the broken sword in a hurry, but Dark Knight was not in a mood to play with him now. With purely his aura and no other moves, the broken sword turned to dust, and Kairos was left dumbfounded.

The dark knight moved in to knock out the boy.

But at this time something changed... the boy’s pupils turned dark, and something started to form within his hand, overlapping the broken sword.

Dark Knight was shocked seeing a greatsword appear in Kairos’s right hand out of nowhere.

The pitch-black blade had an infinity symbol for a hilt, and it too shimmered with an ethereal purple hue, giving it an otherworldly vibe.

The blade struck true downwards.

The dark knight barely had time to react as the ethereal sword in Kairos’s hand descended with an otherworldly weight. The purple-hued blade moved faster than his eyes could track, its edge leaving a trail of light as it cut through the air. The strike didn’t find its mark fully, but the sheer power behind it caused a tremor. The ground beneath them cracked open, forming a small crater at the point of impact.

The force of the attack sent a shockwave through the training ground, causing dust and debris to rise into the air. The dark knight stepped back, trying to evade the strike, but it grazed his face. His mask, crafted from reinforced steel and imbued with protective sigils, was split in two.

And he fell down, revealing his jade black eyes and a smile on his face gazing at Kairos. Who was struggling to pick up his weapon that appeared out of nowhere?

’Who would have thought this boy in front of him has awakened his soul gear mid battle’

Kairos stood there, panting, his grip unsteady on the sword that popped out of nowhere. And the strange book that already disappeared.

He was barely able to stand, his vision blurry as he looked ahead, his eyes wide with disbelief as he slowly realized what just happened.

"I...I awakened my soul gear?" He uttered as he gazed down at the sword.

"Nice, nice. You’ve awakened your Soul Gear!"

The sudden voice made him come out of his thoughts, as he was very familiar with that voice.

"His father has come to his rescue!"

Well, that’s what he thought for a split second, but as soon as he lifted his head, his gaze fell on the dark knight.

His mind went blank for a split second, contiuned gazing at the figure, who was standing up and dusting the dirt off.

On that day, Kairos realized. The man he never wanted to work with in his past life, The man that was known as The craziest person is his father, and in his family His mother wasn’t the strongest, but it was his dull looking father, Lucian no it’s Lucian Dravenhart. code name, Dark Knight.