Danmachi: Is It Wrong to Be the Main Character in Orario?-Chapter 843: Sever the Arm First
"Smack!"
Albert’s sinking consciousness felt as if someone had struck him hard across the face. In that daze, his fading awareness snapped awake.
"Smack!"
The moment he opened his eyes, he saw the face he’d yearned for day and night.
"Ais?"
His own daughter.
But... how was she here already?
Albert couldn’t understand why his daughter had appeared—why she was "grown"—so quickly.
He and Aria had abandoned their physical bodies to preserve their consciousness, waiting for Ais. When the critical moment came, they were supposed to help her once, giving their daughter strength that would keep her safe.
But everything was happening far too soon.
Their preserved consciousness shouldn’t have woken yet, and yet here he was, jolted awake by a slap.
Albert realized something was wrong.
Besides his daughter, he could also see himself from a third-person view—locked in combat with her.
"Has the Dungeon taken control of my body?"
He didn’t need anyone to answer; he knew his body was completely under the Dungeon’s control.
Looking down at himself, he saw that he now hovered behind his own body like some lingering spirit.
"A spirit form?"
Albert grit his teeth.
"We did manage to preserve our consciousness, just like we’d planned... but I never imagined it would turn out like this."
He couldn’t control his body at all. Even though it stood right in front of him, as a spirit he had no influence over it whatsoever.
"Where’s Aria?"
"Aria... she..."
Turning his head, Albert saw Aria’s body facing off against another child. Her spirit form floated behind her physical body just like his.
Even from a distance, he could still see the irritation on Aria’s face.
"Damn it. We’re both being restricted... there’s no way for us to interfere in this fight."
Frustration twisting his expression, Albert turned back to Ais.
They had thought this would be the opportunity they prepared for her—her moment to level up. But no one could have predicted things would become like this.
"Clang!"
The crash of weapons snapped Albert’s focus toward it.
He saw Ais’s face, intense and serious.
"Ais..."
Albert blinked, then steadied himself.
"Since you brought your friend all the way to me and Aria, you must have come prepared.
"Show me, then. Show me how far you can go."
If things had truly come to this point, he had no choice but to use their final measure.
(adff) Albert had already made up his mind.
"Clang!"
So heavy.
Ais felt the crushing weight behind her father’s sword. Her strength couldn’t match his at all.
She retreated quickly.
"Hah—"
She exhaled, letting her body loosen.
She didn’t need to think about anything else—only about how to break through her father’s sword. How to take the advantage. How to surpass the great mountain that was her father and prove to him and Mama that she had earned the right to live.
"Awaken."
Her blade was sharper than her father’s. His sword pressure was heavy. She would cut through that heaviness.
Wind wrapped around the blade of Desperate in her hand.
She stepped forward, crossing the distance in an instant.
Thrust!
The tip of her sword shot at her father’s throat.
Albert raised his greatsword to block.
"Oh!"
Ais’s slender blade pierced straight through the greatsword’s blade with almost no resistance.
Albert’s sword was a massive, heavy weapon forged from super-hard metal and indestructible metal. It shouldn’t break. But compared to Ais’s blade, it was simply too large.
A pinpoint strike, sharpened to its extreme.
The result wasn’t surprising.
But Albert didn’t care in the slightest. He simply tilted the greatsword and kicked upward at the blade lodged beneath it.
"Thud!"
The impact jolted Ais’s grip on Desperate. When she tried to pull it back, she realized the angle between the two blades had locked it in place. Retrieving it was nearly impossible.
And the upward force of the greatsword only grew stronger.
She couldn’t hold on.
Ais knew she was outmatched in raw strength and couldn’t endure this.
She let go.
Ais abandoned Desperate without hesitation.
Planting a foot on the massive blade, she used the rising force to launch herself into the air.
She adjusted her posture midair, using the wind itself as her foothold.
High-altitude acceleration!
Albert’s greatsword was powerful enough to overwhelm countless Adventurers with sheer weight alone, but such a weapon required strength and wide movements to swing.
A greatsword couldn’t match a slender sword’s precision.
Because of that, Albert relied heavily on offense to compensate.
His rising greatsword whipped up, cutting toward Ais as she soared.
"Whoosh!"
Ais’s body was sliced clean in half.
"!?"
Albert froze.
But the two halves of "Ais" burst apart, scattering into countless wind blades that tore across Albert’s body.
"Shhk!" 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦
One wind blade struck his sword hand, ripping open a deep gash.
"Now!"
A shout from above drew Albert’s eye upward.
There—high in the sky—stood the real Ais, untouched, unharmed.
This time, he couldn’t react fast enough.
His arm, still torn open from the wind blade, couldn’t muster any strength.
The greatsword he swung back felt soft, weak, powerless.
Ais accelerated, ignoring the greatsword entirely, and launched her attack at full speed.
She clenched her hand as if gripping the blade of desperate itself.
She chopped down toward Albert’s head.
The sheer force made Albert feel death brushing against him.
He couldn’t think about attacking her anymore—he could only attempt a desperate block.
But the second their blades touched, Albert sensed something wrong.
It was too light.
Even though he was only parrying, the moment the wind blade met the greatsword, it felt like it had no power whatsoever.
He pulled the greatsword back easily, blocking Ais’s strike.
Albert focused—Ais... was gone.
"Pff!"
Before he could react, something slashed through his right shoulder.
Before he even felt that pain fully, the razor wind blade cleaved again—taking his right arm, his shoulder, and the greatsword in his hand all at once.
