Lift the restrictions?
What did that mean? Could it be that he was already this strong, yet still not in his complete state?
"Mash, stay alert!"
Fujimaru Ritsuka whispered to Mash.
"...Fine, I admit these enemies really are rather troublesome."
After a moment of silence, Ophelia opened her eyes again and nodded.
"Then—[Spirit Origin Forced Re-Ascension: Release]."
Buzz—
As Ophelia's words fell, Sigurd's aura changed.
"Defeat every enemy before us for me, my knight."
"Ah, of course."
Buzz—
Sigurd's armor changed.
It became even more—aggressive.
The mask covering his face also became a half-mask, finally revealing those eyes that had been hidden away, glimmering with red light.
—And yet, that only made him more terrifying.
The evil and eldritch aura emanating from those eyes sent chills down one's spine.
Mash froze in place without realizing it.
"The restrictions have been lifted. The Spirit Origin has shifted into its second stage."
Sigurd's gaze settled on Fujimaru Ritsuka behind Mash.
"Then—from this moment onward, the Heroic Spirit Sigurd will formally wield the demonic sword Gram."
Buzz—Boom!!!
The magical energy within the demonic sword Gram suddenly erupted.
"Urgh—This feeling!"
Napoleon's pupils abruptly constricted.
The feeling that sword gave him—had changed!
Originally, it could only be considered an ordinary sword. Though it emitted an ominous red glow, it was still barely within tolerable limits.
But now!
That sword was like a demon intent on devouring all life. It was no longer merely a sword!
"Heh heh. All right, now the killing begins."
"How shall I kill you? Who should I kill first?—Let's start with you."
He pointed the demonic sword Gram, erupting with evil magical energy, at Napoleon standing to one side.
"You foul-mouthed adulterer, I'll start with you."
"So you finally got serious. But this much won't frighten the Emperor of France."
Though