The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

Chapter 556 - 556

Eiji took the holy sword, drew it from its sheath, and examined it carefully.Hmm, still no feeling of being acknowledged by a divine weapon. Just like when he seized Gram last time, it remained completely inert.

"What's this sword called?"

"Some kind of Caliburn."

"?"

Eiji's face filled with question marks.

"Some kind of Caliburn?"

"Some kind of Caliburn."

"I mean, what exactly is its name?"

"Right, it's called Some Kind of Caliburn."

The little princess said this very seriously.

"I think I understand. Please explain in detail."

Eiji pondered for a moment, seeming to grasp something.

"This sword has been in the royal treasury for a very long time. When I was little, I thought its scabbard was exceptionally beautiful, so I begged my father to give it to me. But its true name has long been forgotten. The records only say 'it seems to be called some kind of Caliburn,' so I named it Some Kind of Caliburn."

The little princess explained in detail.

Eiji suddenly understood.

What a simple princess. The book said "some kind of Caliburn," so she actually named the sword Some Kind of Caliburn.

Eiji thought of Kyouya Mitsurugi's demon sword Gram and Yamada's cursed sword Muramasa—these weapons all had deep connections to Earth's myths. Given that, the true name of this "Some Kind of Caliburn" must undoubtedly be that one.

"The sword's true name should be Excalibur, meaning 'Sword of the King,' a blade only a monarch can wield."

"Excalibur? What a wonderful name!"

Iris repeated the name softly, her face lighting up with joy.

But wasn't the name "Sword of the King" a bit disrespectful to her elder brother?

According to the laws of the Belzerg Kingdom, only the eldest son could inherit the throne.

At that moment, the kingdom's crown prince—who had been forced to camp outside Axel's northern castle after being stood up by a certain Demon King—sneezed loudly.

"Iris, do you know the conditions for this sword to acknowledge its master?"

"I read about it in a book. One must possess a pure and upright heart."

"Then it seems this sword's judgment is rather mediocre. Meeting someone as upright as me and still refusing to acknowledge me is undoubtedly its loss."

Eiji, displeased, tossed Excalibur back to Iris, who hurriedly caught it.

"Hehe."

Watching his stubbornness, Iris couldn't help but giggle for a while.

"You trust me this much?"

Eiji sat back down on the stone bench.

"Aren't you afraid I might just take the holy sword and run? And you came to see me without even a single guard—that's far too reckless. What if I were a spy for the Demon Lord's Army or something?"

This little princess really had no sense of caution.

But since she was genuinely adorable, Eiji decided to lecture her a little.

"I have great confidence in my ability to judge people!"

Iris declared proudly. "Even though Mr. Nangou seems quite unreliable, I know you're not a bad person. Weren't you just worrying about me?"

She seemed genuinely happy, her smile so wide her eyes nearly disappeared.

"And don't let my appearance fool you—I carry the bloodline of a hero. I'm actually very strong!"

Iris said with a bright smile.

In this medieval European-inspired fantasy world, people still revered the concept of bloodline superiority.

In a world where candidates for the Hero title generally possess formidable power, it was only natural for people to assume that an adventurer with black hair and black eyes had an extraordinary lineage.

Thus, the royal families and many powerful nobles of this world had long been introducing the bloodline of Heroes into their own.

The most common method, of course, was through marriage.

By incorporating black-haired reincarnators into their families, they could pass down the genes of Hero candidates.

And truth be told, the descendants born from such unions were indeed exceptional. Their innate talent as adventurers was remarkably high, giving them a head start over ordinary people. At the same level, their abilities far surpassed those of regular adventurers, and there was a significant chance they could gain the recognition of their parents' Divine Relics.

The royal family of the Belzerg Kingdom had, of course, introduced the Hero's bloodline more than once.

Combined with their unrestrained consumption of high-grade ingredients for leveling up, the royal family's strength was generally formidable.

As for Iris, a descendant of the Hero, according to her, the Hero genes within her were unprecedentedly powerful, overwhelmingly surpassing those of her father and elder brother. The exceptional talent of a Hero's descendant was fully manifested in her. Despite her young age, her ability values were already extraordinarily high!

Add to that the strongest Divine Relic, Excalibur, and to put it bluntly, Iris was the strongest pillar of the Belzerg Kingdom!

Even from yesterday's battle on the snowy plains, it was evident that none of the reincarnators could match Iris in controlling the battlefield.

Even Airi had once suffered a defeat at her hands, a testament to her immense strength.

And she was only twelve years old.

"Limitless potential!"

Eiji remarked with genuine admiration.

"No wonder she doesn't bring any guards—she's that confident in her own strength."

Indeed.

Why would the strongest in the kingdom need guards?

If I can't defeat someone, neither can you. You'd only hold me back.

"No, that's not the reason I didn't bring any guards..."

Iris scratched her cheek, lowering her head in embarrassment.

"Actually, I came here without telling Claire. If I brought guards, she would definitely follow."

Ah, I see.

If that lesbian found out, there'd be no chance for a meeting.

"Lady Iris? Where are you?"

Just then, Claire's voice suddenly rang out.

"It's almost time for class. The teachers are already waiting. Lady Iris, you're here after all... It's you!"

In no time, Iris's expression changed.

Before she could flee with Eiji, the woman in the white suit had already entered the garden.

Spotting Eiji chatting casually with Iris, Claire's eyes widened.

"Iris, I'll take my leave now."

Eiji gave a light chuckle as he stood up from the stone bench.

"Remember, beware of noble lesbians!"

"You—!!"

Claire let out a furious roar.

But before she could say another word, Eiji had already vanished in a flash.

"Ah, he's gone..."

Iris was about to call out, but Eiji had already disappeared from sight, leaving her to sigh in disappointment.

"Lady Iris, there's no need to feel sad over the departure of such a man!"

Seeing this, Claire felt even more sour, her tone dripping with jealousy.

"Yes, I heard you, Claire. Let's go back to class."

Iris gave her a gentle smile before rising and walking away first.

Claire froze in place.

How should I put it.

After all, she had watched Iris grow up and knew every little gesture of hers like the back of her hand.

"That smile just now was the awkward, can't-quite-say-it-out-loud kind. Since Lady Iris became sensible, it's only appeared five times, and this is the first time directed at me... I'm doomed, she's on guard against me now!"

Claire plopped to her knees with a thud, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.