Cid - Pen is mightier

Then, he holds up the fountain pens and throws them at Fenrir.

Eight fountain pens became golden light.

“A useless struggle——”

Fenrir handles the fountain pen with his Blood Fang as he steps back.

A few grazed his body and wounded him, but that was it. Having thrown his weapon, Suzuki had no more way to resist.

Or it should have been so.

“What?”

Suzuki held eight more fountain pens in the air.

“Special Move <Golden Storm>”

And fountain pens released one after another.

The light fell on Fenrir as if it were rain.

“So annoyi——”

But Fenrir’s skills were also extraordinary.

He dodges the pouring fountain pens with smooth body movement, and if he decides he can’t dodge it, he flicks it away with his Blood Fang.

The golden rain fell to the ground without hitting Fenrir.

And all the rain stopped.

A tremendous number of fountain pens stuck in the ground.

In the center of it all, Fenrir stood. He did not move an inch. No, he could not move.

“Checkmate.”

Because behind him stood Suzuki.

“Is the fountain pen a decoy?”

“The pen is mightier than the sword, as they say.”

Suzuki holds a single fountain pen against Fenrir’s neck.

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Volume 5, Epilogue