Yukito-sama, I feel like I want to leave this world soon," said Cyve.
I thought for a moment, and it seemed natural for Cyve to want that.
Especially since she had been in this world for a long time, but... my feelings became a bit chaotic.
Whether it was happiness, sadness, or worry, I didn't know how I felt at the moment. But what was clear was that I would help Cyve if that was her wish.
"So, is there anything I can help with? Maybe I can also leave this world..." If Cyve could finally get out of here, it meant I could also get out, right?
"Hmm... Yukito-sama, have you ever heard of an ancient tradition of the elf race?" Cyve asked me.
An ancient tradition? Did the elf race have a specific method for certain situations?
For some reason, my body started to tremble like this; I felt like I was about to face a problem.
I shook my head at Cyve, indicating that I didn't know.
"What kind of tradition is that? I don't know much about this kind of thing—" Before I could finish my sentence, she immediately spoke.
"One-on-one combat," Cyve said with a serious face. I could even feel the strong determination coming from her eyes.
The two of you stood and faced each other a few steps apart.
To your side was a clear lake whose depth I did not know, and on the other side was a dense forest with many trees.
There was no light around except for the moonlight. Tonight, the moon felt so bright.
I looked at Cyve, and Cyve also looked at me with her somewhat cold and serious gaze.
"Cyve, can you please explain what this is?" I asked Cyve.
Suddenly, she talked about an ancient elf tradition, which was one-on-one combat... how could I not be surprised?
Someone like Cyve had just said that with a serious face.
"As I said earlier... I want you to fight me, Yukito-sama," Cyve said.
"Why do you suddenly want to do this?" Cyve must have a reason why she was acting like this.
Maybe she just wanted to mess around by testing the difference between my abilities and hers.
"I think... I have to do this so Yukito-sama can get out of this world."
"As soon as possible, I also want to get out of this world after being trapped for so long... and it crossed my mind to leave this world with you," said Cyve.
In essence... Cyve wanted to leave this survival game with me.
I also didn't know why Cyve wanted to leave with me, and what would happen when we both left together...
I was sure Weinz still had a few more games that I hadn't entered, and if Cyve came with me...
"Cyve, I can't leave this world with you," there was no other choice but this.
"I knew you would say that... that's why I want you to kill me here," Cyve had just said something truly terrifying.
I was immediately shocked, confused, and did not understand what Cyve meant.
"C-cyve... you're just kidding, right? Besides, why would I have to kill you...?" I asked.
"If I come with you, I'm sure I'll only be a hindrance to you... I also don't want to go back to my original home, so I want to be killed today."
"This is an ancient tradition, where if someone who wants to be with someone else cannot get what they want," Cyve continued.
She was really...
"B-but! Why should I obey your will!? I can just refuse your request—" I said.
"Then... let me kill you, Yukito-sama," said Cyve.
I swallowed out of fear. After hearing Cyve say that with her sharp gaze, my body felt terrified.
Cold sweat began to wet my cheeks; I couldn't think clearly.
"What do you get from successfully killing me?" I asked Cyve. I wanted to know what advantage Cyve could gain.
If she wanted to kill me just for fun, then I had to fight her.
I also didn't expect a cute elf girl like Cyve to ask me to duel.
Honestly, I didn't want to fight her...
especially since she was a girl; I felt uncomfortable facing a girl.
"After killing you, I will kill myself. I want to die with you."
Once again, Cyve managed to scare me.
Cyve's wish was to leave this world with me; she didn't want to be alone. But she knew that it was the wrong thing to do.
She felt she would only be a hindrance to me. Because her wish could not be achieved, she chose something more dangerous and extreme.
She wanted to duel with me, and for us both to die together. I hadn't fought her yet because I remembered some of our shared memories, which made me feel sorry.
But... what would happen if I killed Cyve? That would definitely make me stressed and lose my mind.
I had never killed anyone since coming to this world, and this time I had to kill Cyve??
I... I didn't want to lose anyone close to me anymore. I wanted to stay with them, I wanted to spend time with them and much more.
But on the other hand... I felt that killing Cyve was the last option in this situation.
"Cyve, don't you have another way? I want all of this to end without losing anyone," I said, trying to cancel the duel.
She clenched both of her fists.
"This is my last wish... so please, fight me, Yukito!"
Cyve... her eyes and hands looked shaky, but I felt that Cyve really wanted this to continue...
If I ran away, it would be a bad thing. Alright... I would fulfill Cyve's last wish.
"Cyve, would you be happy if I killed you?" I asked again.
I would feel more encouraged if Cyve wanted to die at my hands.
"Yes... I'll be happy, very happy... I'll feel blessed if I'm killed by the person I love~" Cyve answered.That answer was more than "good enough."
My body felt shaky, but this situation was enough to increase my adrenaline!
"I... I will grant your last wish," I said, this time having gathered my resolve.
Cyve immediately created a magic circle, and from that magic circle, two swords emerged.
The swords were probably made of iron, and their tips looked very sharp, as if they were ready to pierce and penetrate whatever they hit.
The handles looked very smooth, which made these swords even cooler.
"Yukito-sama, I want you to have a sword fight with me," said Cyve after picking up one of the swords.
I bit my lip.
Maybe you think I'm just a school kid who was transported to another world?
HAHAHAHAHA
I bought a toy sword when I was a kid, and I played with it every day.
Over time, I became more and more confident in my abilities, until one day a master swordsman passed in front of my house. (I don't know how he could have passed by)
He saw me practicing with a toy sword, and without warning, he immediately took out his own sword and attacked me.
Well... not really.
The truth was, it was one of my acquaintances carrying a sword replica, and I had asked him for this situation.
I was just playing with a toy sword and practicing some childish skills.
I came forward and picked up the sword from the ground, then returned to my starting position.
This sword, in my opinion, was a small-sized sword, which made its weight quite light.
I tried to reflect my face's reflection on the sword, and it worked. Which proved that this sword was of high quality.
"I'm not very good at sword fighting," I said to Cyve... and this was a fact.
"Don't worry, I'm not that good either~" For some reason, Cyve was also belittling herself.
"Alright," said Cyve.
Cyve began to make an initial move, as if she was getting ready to advance at any moment.
Me? I held this sword with both of my hands, which wouldn't stop trembling.
"I-I... I'm ready!!" I said.
Cyve immediately advanced and ran towards where I was standing, holding her sword. Her run was so fast.
CLING, Cyve jumped and used her sword to hit my head.
With full reflexes, I managed to hold back the attack.
I immediately pushed her with my sword, and it managed to make her retreat backward.
"My turn!" , My adrenaline was really on fire!!!!!
This time it was my turn to attack Cyve; I repeatedly moved my sword to attack her.
But just as I had expected, all of those attacks were parried by her.
SLUR, I immediately retreated to save my stamina and catch my breath.
"You said you couldn't sword fight..." Cyve said to me, her breathing ragged.
"You, too..." I replied.
Cyve suddenly chanted some spells I had never heard before.
"Strengthening magic, Enchant!"
The sword held by Cyve turned into a glowing blue color.
"Yukito-sama has never seen this one, right?" Cyve asked.
"Definitely!" I replied.
Cyve attacked me again.
But this time she was more ferocious than before.
CRING, CRING
The sound of our swords colliding was heard everywhere; this was an almost even fight.
Cyve was slowly cornering me with her incessant attacks.
"Is this all you've got!?" Cyve asked, trying to provoke me.
I looked at her face.
Her face was so fierce, coupled with the sword in her hand.
She looked like she was trying to defeat the darkness of the night with the swing of her glowing sword.
Her sword seemed to be dancing in unison with my sword.
"Really!?" I asked back.
This time, Cyve swung her sword straight at my chest; I immediately held it back with my sword which I made horizontal.
I felt like I had managed to stop her movement for a moment.
"Cyve, I haven't used any magic at all, you know..." I said to Cyve.
"Heh, who cares about that? The important thing is that I will win this duel!" said Cyve.
I looked at my sword, which was scratched everywhere, making it look like a broken sword.
"Your strengthening magic feels like cheating," I said.
"There are no rules for us not to cheat in this duel," Cyve replied.
That's true; there are no rules in this duel... w-wait a minute... why does it feel like I'm stepping on sand?
I took a few steps back because my hands already felt very tired.
"NAIVE!!"
KRING, this time Cyve's attack hit the body of my sword and split it into two.
The top part was thrown away while I could still hold on to the other part.
Because of the attack, I fell to the ground.
"This is the end..." Cyve said, ready to strike me at any moment.
I tried to retreat by shifting my body. And my hand touched the sand.
"This is it!!!" Cyve swung her sword at me.
SREPP, I immediately grabbed the sand that hit my hand and threw it at Cyve's face.
The sand I threw managed to get into her eyes.
Which made her drop her sword and busy cleaning the sand from her eyes.
"W-what is this!?!?" Cyve said.
This was a good opportunity
This was my chance to kill Cyve and end this duel.
It was time for me to complete Cyve's wish; this was a good thing, wasn't it?? I managed to help someone else achieve their wish.
Because I was too hesitant and didn't make a quick decision, Cyve managed to clean her eyes.
"Cheap trick!" said Cyve.
I held my broken sword and pointed it at Cyve. But this time, her sword was trembling, maybe because of my action.
Cyve slowly approached me and quickly whispered something in my ear.
"Please, finish this now," she said.
I had to do this.
"Cyve, don't hate me—"
I immediately swung my sword towards the middle of her chest.
SRUSH, even though it was split in two, it must still feel sharp because of the rough cut.
Cyve's chest was immediately pierced by the sword that I had aimed at her.
Slowly, Cyve lost her balance and sat on the ground.
I immediately held her body. I saw her face which was starting to look pale.
"Y-yukito-sama... this is amazing..."
I was silent and did not answer.
I didn't stab her too deep, but the important thing was that the sword was stuck in her chest.
PLAK, Cyve's soft hand held my cheek.
"Yukito-sama, are you sad??" Cyve asked with a smile.
I finally looked at her face.
"You're... crying, aren't you?? Hehe, it feels nice when someone cries for me..."
Cyve stroked my cheek with her hand.
"Thank you for being willing to help me... For the last time, will you move your face closer to mine?" Cyve asked.
Without thinking twice, I immediately moved my face closer to hers, without thinking about what she would do next.
CUUU
Cyve slowly moved her lips closer to mine and then, with her almost-spent energy, she kissed me.
The kiss felt very painful to me, and it was only a moment before she let go of the kiss.
"Finally, I can do this..." said Cyve, who began to cry.
Instead of being happy or embarrassed after being kissed, I cried even more than she did.
"I'm grateful... to be able to kiss the person I like," after that, her hand fell from my cheek, her sad eyes slowly closed, and she no longer moved.
The blood on her chest stopped flowing, her clothes turned red because they were covered in blood.
Her voice was no longer heard; I could not see her stomach moving up and down from breathing. She smiled at me, and that smile felt so happy.
I shook her body, hoping she would still respond, but unfortunately... this was the end.
I slowly hugged her body and whispered something to her.
"You fool...."
"I was happy to eat your cooking, I was happy when you praised my cooking, I was happy when you slept with me..."
PLAK, my tears flowed even faster.
"Thank you for choosing me.... Cyve."