Seeing Vahn holding the unconscious woman in a princess carry, Eva couldn't help roll her eyes, crossing her arms as she asked, "What are you intending? Based on what I can tell, that woman seems pretty dangerous. If I'm not wrong, she is some kind of Greater Wight. If you allow her-"
Though he knew he would 'pay' for it later, Vahn sent a pointed look towards Eva, interrupting her words before going on to say, "This woman is not all that dissimilar to you...she did not choose to become this...thing. Her existence is the byproduct of another's greed. Her very existence might be a danger to others, but, unless she willfully chooses to inflict harm, I will not pass judgment onto her..."
Adopting a slight pout, Eva shifted her gaze to the sleeping woman, brows furrowed for several seconds before she ultimately released a sigh. She knew her senses weren't as sharp as Vahn's, so, rather than simply assume he was arbitrarily picking up another woman, she decided to give him the benefit of the doubt.
Nodding her head in affirmation, Eva adopted a more relaxed stance as she remarked, "I still want to know what your intentions are. Are you intending to have us sit around on this train for the next couple of months?"
Shifting his gaze upwards, Vahn fell silent for several seconds, a thoughtful glimmer in his eyes as he said, "The next fragment of the Thorn is located on the 43rd Floor, the Floor of Death. I'm a little annoyed about what happened on the 30th Floor so I don't intend to let this one escape my grasp. As for the Hidden Floor, there are a surprising number of Quests pertaining to it, two of which have caught my interest..."
Though he could have continued explaining, Vahn ultimately shook his head, his expression turning slightly exasperated as he said, "Honestly, the matters related to the Tower are beginning to annoy me more than they ought to. It might be the result of splitting my time between the Little Garden and traversing various Actualized Worlds, but these incidents...the 'wrongness' of it all...it makes me want to simply destroy everything..."
Noticing the worried looks on nearly everyone's faces, a sad smile spread across Vahn's face as he added, "Don't worry...I'm not quite at that point just yet. Rather, as angry and frustrated as it makes me feel at times, I can't help but do my best to try and make the world a better place. If the people at the summit are unwilling to bear the burdens of the present...it is the future generations who will suffer for it...I will not entrust my children with a burden I could not shoulder. For their sake...for the sake of all who will follow the path I am currently forging...I will never stop..."
Though they were quite used to Vahn's speeches at this point, nearly everyone present was slightly taken aback by the resolution that seemed to emanate from every fiber of the former's being. Even Eva felt a strange feeling of awe wash over her, filling her with a slight sense of guilt and a powerful desire to act. As for the more zealous women within the group, chiefly Fenrir and Ryun, they looked like they might pounce on Vahn at any moment, a fiery fervor contained within their eyes...
Being the first to recover, Artoria startled everyone else to awareness by dropping to a knee, head bowed low as she attempted to reaffirm her vows. Before the words could leave her lips, however, a paradoxically irresistible yet gentle force guided her back to her feet as Vahn said, "There is no need for such things...I am well aware of your devotion...ever since we made that promise all those years ago, I have never once questioned your fealty and love..."
With his mood having already improved considerably, a loving smile spread across Vahn's face as he gazed into the beautiful blonde's eyes. This caused her to turn uncharacteristically bashful, but, rather than avert her eyes, she returned a loving smile of her own as she softly affirmed, "No matter what happens...we will continue walking this path together..."
Nodding his head in affirmation, Vahn was about to say something more, but, before he was able to, Eva chimed in, teasingly remarking, "Speaking such flowery words with an unconscious woman in your arms...how bold..." with an amused smile on her face.
Issuing a light chuckle in response to Eva's teasing, Vahn briefly eyed the white-haired woman in his arms before suggesting, "Let us retire to the Little Garden. There are, approximately, nine days until we reach the next station. After that, we'll have about a month to explore at our leisure. They might not be particularly useful for us, but there are a number of secrets onboard the Hell Express. At the very least, I intend to locate the 'Soul Furnace' before seeking out the antechamber containing the entrance to the Hidden Floor."
Though there were secondary and tertiary power sources, the Soul Furnace served as the primary power source for the entirety of the Hell Express. With that being the case, Vahn imagined it was also the location where most of the spirits trapped within the hellish locomotive were located.
After analyzing her structure, Vahn was beginning to suspect that many of the 'souls' onboard the Hell Express had already been absorbed by the white-haired woman. It wasn't difficult to imagine FUG engaging in such a scheme, but, until he had confirmed it for himself, he wasn't going to give up. The fact the Hell Express was still operational proved there were still a number of spirits being used to power it, so, at the very least, he would liberate those that remained.
With this in mind, Vahn looked over everyone present, smiling in response to their resolute gazes. Then, without needing to actually extend his hand, he manifested the Little Garden out of thin air, transferring each of them to where his secondary vessel was located before taking the white-haired woman to a secure location in the outer rings...
---
Similar to the previous Floors, there were a handful of Regulars waiting to board the Hell Express at the 38th Floor's train station. This time, however, Vahn made no attempts to stop them. Instead, he let Anna's growing army of stuffed animals handle things on the platform while Vicente, Daniel, and Yura protected her.
With the average strength of Anna's dolls reaching C-Rank, without Shinsu Enhancement, very few D-Rank Regulars could hope to compete with them. Their only advantage was that Anna had been told not to kill, severely limiting the capabilities of her otherwise emotionless, unhesitant, dolls.
Though Vicente was a unique exception, most members of the Arie Family had been taught, from a very early age, never to hesitate when it came to killing. They were taught to 'become' swords, and, as a result, the vast majority of their kin were emotionally stunted.
What Vahn found most ironic was the fact that they were, very clearly, attempting to reach a state similar to the State of Nothingness. Unfortunately, this had nothing to do with suppressing oneself and inhibiting your emotions. Instead, it required them to gradually let go of everything, even their own sense of self. Though these might seem like the same thing, the former was similar to placing limits on oneself based on preconceived notions. In other words, it was unnecessarily complicating things while the latter, inversely, completely ignored such sentiments.
Though there were exceptions to every rule, the majority of people capable of entering the State of Nothingness had relatively laidback personalities. Musashi was one of the best examples of this, as, rather than hold herself back, she generally did whatever she wanted from a very young age. As for Asuna, she had seemingly started off as a blank slate, but, hidden beneath her expressionless mask, an inquisitive girl with a remarkable zest for life could be found.
The simplest way to describe the State of Nothingness was by comparing it to a state of absolute contentedness. It was a state where you wanted for nothing, and, for a brief moment, the only two things that mattered were your sense of self and the person standing across from you. Musashi had even likened it to 'falling in love at first sight', a moment in time where everything else just seemed to melt away, fading into nothingness along with the concepts of time and space...
As someone who had pursued the 'absolute pinnacle' of swordsmanship for tens-of-thousands of years, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that Arie Hon was one of the most skilled opponents Vahn would ever face. Despite this, the man had failed to achieve the States of Infinity and Nothingness. Instead, he pursued the exact opposite path of most grandmasters, focusing on strengthening and becoming one with his sword rather than mastering both it and himself.
Though he found such comparisons rather peculiar, Vahn would liken Arie Hon to what some might refer to as 'overgeared' or 'pay-to-win' player. He had inherited a powerful sword in his youth, and, rather than focus master his skills, his primary goal had been to master said blade. This continued even during the 'Great Journey', and, while his skills improved to an arguably unreasonable extent, the majority of his efforts had gone into procuring progressively more powerful weapons.
Due to his obsession with obtaining even more powerful swords, Hon had come into possession of the only 'known' S+ Rank weapon in the entire Tower, the 'Peerless White Oar'. It was the only blade ever forged by Macseth, the Great Father and Founder of Gong Bang, the lesser-known name of the Workshop.
While each of the Great Warriors had made their own demands of the Workshop and the Guardians during their ascent up the Tower, Hon had been single-minded in his pursuit of the 'most powerful' weapon. Unfortunately, no weapon could remain the most powerful indefinitely, so, in an effort to meet Hon's requirements, Macseth had forged a weapon capable of, quite literally, devouring the sword intent of others.
The thing that made Arie Hon the most powerful swordsman in the Tower was neither his skills nor his functionally unlimited supply of Shinsu. No. What made him truly terrifying was the fact that he could effectively siphon the sword intent of others, and, as a result, assimilate their knowledge and experience into his own. In essence, his power was an amalgamation of other swordsmen, and, due to being the Head of a Family that produced countless prodigies, his power was forever increasing as a result of their effort and sacrifice.
As someone who benefitted extensively from the mere existence of his Templates, Vahn might not be the best person to make such claims, but, in his opinion, Arie Hon was an absolute monster. His only reason for creating a Family was merely to increase the power of his sword, and, as a result of his greed, countless members of the Arie Family had given their lives for his sake. Many even did so willingly, as, from the moment they were born, nearly every member of the Arie Family was taught that it was a 'great honor' to become a part of their father's sword...
Though Hon might not have any malicious intent, only asking those near the very ends of their lives to sacrifice themselves, Vahn couldn't help but disdain a father who viewed their children similar to whetstones. He didn't even bother to remember the names of any children who had yet to become a Ranker, and, to make matters even worse, the majority of their mothers were picked from a list to be artificially inseminated since Hon had no interest in such things. Then, once they had given birth, they were separated from their children and forced to accept 'compensation' in exchange for their silence.
Despite how terrible this sounds, this was just the tip of the proverbial iceberg when it came to the antiquated and oftentimes ruthless internal affairs of the Ten Great Families. The Arie Family wasn't even the worst among them, but, due to Hon's complete lack of interest in a family that effectively worshiped him as a God, Vahn couldn't help but resent him. He was also directly responsible for the monster known as White, and, as a result, the deaths of countless billions...all for the sake of making his weapon stronger...
(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Pot, meet Kettle...','Artoria is a good girl (OwO)...','Hon may as well have spent the last ten-thousand-years using that sword to dig a hole...')
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Since the Hidden Floor only opened for those who had completed the trial of the 43rd Floor, Vahn spent the month-long interval between the 38th and 39th Floors helping Vicente, David, and the aptly named Edelweiss with their training.
Though Vahn had thought to call her 'Shiro', his opinion was shot down pretty quickly since all of the other Arie siblings had Latin, European, German, and Spanish-sounding names. As a result, it fell to Eva to choose a name for the Little Garden's newest resident.
Truth be told, Vahn didn't think the name Edelweiss, meaning 'Noble White', was much better than the name Shiro, meaning 'White'. Still, he had never been the type to argue against his women, as, more often than not, they unhesitantly supported even his most outrageous decisions. His only real complaint was that Edelweiss had ultimately adopted the nickname Weiss, literally meaning White...
---
With a relaxed smile on his face and a dull Laev-tan resting on his shoulder, Vahn stared up at the panting Weiss floating a few hundred meters in the sky. She had spent the last hour trying to attack him, but, even without his domain, he could react to and deflect the majority of her attacks without moving from his starting position.
Though Vahn could achieve a similar result against virtually any Regular, Weiss was anything but normal. She was a conglomerate existence comprised of billions of fragmented Egos, so, as could be expected, she possessed more than enough power to rival the average High Ranker. Her speed, in particular, was truly impressive; so much so that it almost resembled teleportation when she was angry...
Feeling frustrated at her inability to make Vahn move, Weiss creased her brows in a simultaneously angry yet adorable manner, cheeks puffed out slightly as she groaned, "Muuu...". Then, without any apparent technique or form, her claymore-like sword began releasing a dazzling white glow as she sent a crescent sword beam as tall as a skyscraper surging towards him at relativistic speeds.
Resisting the urge to release an exasperated sigh, Vahn kept Laev-tan rested on his shoulder as he extended his left hand to 'catch' the massive beam of energy. Since sword beams had a tendency to emulate the rigidity of an actual sword, the sound of metal against metal could be heard for a brief moment before the former fractured into countless destructive pieces. In the aftermath, Vahn could be seen standing, unmoved, with a disappointed look on his face.
Realizing she had erred, Weiss' shoulders began to slump as she slowly descended from the sky to murmur, "Sorry..." in a demure tone. In response, Vahn just reached out his hand to stroke the girl's abnormally cold hair, enjoying the smooth sensation against his palm as he calmly explained, "That hot-headedness of yours is going to cause trouble for yourself and others. Right now, you need to focus on keeping your cool and controlling your power. You're already far stronger than most of the people currently residing inside the Tower. Once you master said power, even the Heads of the Ten Great Families might not be a match for you..."
Though she had severe reservations about Vahn's final statement, Weiss didn't bother to correct him. Instead, she just nodded her head in response before leaning into his palm with a contented smile on her face. It was only when he retracted his hand that she began to move again, her figure becoming an illusory blur as she swept the sword she had been 'concealing' behind her back in a shimmering horizontal arc...
With an amused chuckled emanating from his throat, Vahn tensed the muscles of his body with such intensity that a shockwave reminiscent of a thunderclap erupted from his form. At the same time, he used the flat of Laev-tan's blade to intercept her strike, deflecting it upwards at a sharp angle. This caused her arms to follow, exposing her abdomen and allowing him to kick her with enough force to send her tearing through several hundred meters of devastated terrain. Despite this, Weiss erupted from the debris moments later, a radiant smile on her face as she shouted, "I win! You moved your foot~!" before collapsing forward and giggling into unconsciousness...
---
After a lengthy discussion regarding the inherent dangers of the 39th Floor's 'Name Hunt Station', Vahn, this time accompanied by Fenrir, Ryun, Jeanne, and Mash, emerged from the Hell Express to find a series of massive stone blocks floating up and down in a linear fashion. Said platforms led to a city-sized manor suspended in the sky atop monoliths formed from pure Suspendium, and, even with his senses, Vahn was unable to sense the ground below.
Peering over the edge of the platform, Vahn noticed a thick covering of Shinsu-rich clouds that seemingly covered the entirety of the 39th Floor. He could even sense a number of Leviathan-sized creatures floating aimlessly within its mass, their size easily exceeding several kilometers in length as they filter-fed on a countess number of smaller Shinheuh...
As was often the case, Ryun took the opportunity to explain the specifics of the Floor, stating, "The 39th Floor has always been one of the most mysterious regions within the Tower. These clouds have never once dissipated in the last ten-thousand-years, and, though there are rumors of islands filled with treasure floating within the Cloud Sea, most who venture within are never heard from again."
Resisting the urge to jump down and take a look himself, Vahn just nodded in response to Ryun's words before turning toward the Hell Express, matching gazes with the two near-identical women observing from the interior as he said, "I'll leave this place to the two of you. If anyone attempts to board, send me a telepathic message."
Making themselves seem even more like twins, Artoria and Gray both offered a courteous bow in response to his words, hands neatly folded in their laps as the former said, "Good luck. We will be waiting for your return."
With one final round of nods and parting smiles, Vahn and his entourage of three Vanargandr and an inordinately beautiful Angelic beauty waited until their platform had aligned with another before advancing forward. There, a number of heavily-armored bear-like creatures, each wielding weapons such as maces, flails, and war axes, could be seen blocking the path.
Though he found the creatures strangely adorable, Vahn knew they were just simulated Shinheuh, much like those found onboard the Hell Express. Thus, without any real remorse, he gave a curt nod towards Jeanne, a wry smile spreading across his face as he said, "Try not to be too flashy..."
Hearing her Master's words, a tidal surge of excitement welled up within Jeanne's chest, silvery-white armor manifesting across her body as she spread her angelic golden wings wide and said, "Leave it to me!" in a spirited tone. This left Vahn feeling a little helpless, but, knowing Jeanne had been waiting for this kind of opportunity for a long time, he didn't attempt to intervene...
With a standard bearing the emblem of the Aldrnari Empire in her left hand and a sword formed of pure white light in her right, Jeanne charged into the platoon-sized group of armored bears with a resolute glimmer in her radiant blue eyes. Fortunately, she had taken his words 'very' seriously, so, despite having the power to destroy the entire stone platform with her charge alone, she only used the flat of her blade to knock out enemies while deflecting attacks with her seemingly indestructible wings.
In total, it had only taken around twenty seconds for Jeanne to knock out just as many enemies, all without getting a single drop of blood on the standard she carried in her left hand. In her mind, the flag was even more important than her own life, and, though it often worried him, Vahn didn't stop her from waving it around since it actually provided a number of benefits due to the Innate, [Flag-Bearer of the Aldrnari Empire]. It not only provided a substantial increase in her parameters; but, so long as they viewed the Aldrnari Empire in a positive light, it drastically raised the morale of allied forces while severely weakening the enemy.
After hearing about the ridiculous system present within the Name Hunt Station, Vahn had decided he was going to liberate the people who had been trapped there for centuries. He was already fed up with the Tower and its ridiculous traditions, so, while it was bound to bring him countless future troubles, he wasn't just going to sit around on his hands as people were being forcibly turned into slaves...
With Jeanne clearing the way, it only took a few minutes before Vahn and Co were approaching the end of the peculiar path. By then, several distinct groups of Regulars had gathered around the large plaza connecting to the floating platforms, some showing curiosity while others adopted disdainful sneers as they willfully blocked the route forward.
Though Vahn already knew what to expect from the infamous station, it was difficult to remain calm when a bunch of despots were eying his women with possessive leers and unveiled lust. This was especially true of the group of thug-like individuals blocking the path, and, based on their behavior, it wasn't difficult to imagine the fate of any woman unable to protect themselves upon arriving at the Name Hunt Station...
Resisting the urge to just erase the posse of thugs with a wave of his hand, Vahn forced a smile on his face as he casually remarked, "I never expected to encounter four of the so-called 'Ten Bosses' so soon after my arrival...it seems like your leader isn't particularly fond of me..."
Responding to Vahn's words, a masked behemoth of a man, seemingly comprised entirely of dirt, crossed his muscular arms before flashing rows of his razor-sharp teeth as he said, "Dude...you go around calling yourself something ridiculous like the 'Sage Dragon Emperor'. Of course people are going to want to beat some sense into your stupid ass. I mean, seriously, who the fuck do you think you are? The Tower only has one King, and he certainly ain't no punk-ass pretty boy walking around like he just finished getting his asshole waxed. It's high time for you to wake up and stop dreaming, 'Your Majesty'...!"
With Vahn gesturing for the girls to stand down, the literal dirt-man, better known as Hesse of the Ten Bosses, was given ample opportunity to finish his beratement. At the same time, his posse had already started to fan out, forming a loose encirclement as they eyed up each of the girls with lust-filled gazes. One, a giant man with four arms, even went out of his way to point directly at Mash, a sadistic gleam in his eye as he said, "I want that one. I'm going to teach you what a 'real' man is like by breaking in that lewd body until your legs no longer work."
Though her much younger self might have covered the exposed sections of her body in response to such remarks, Mash had long-since gotten over the traumas she had endured during her time as a Designer Baby. Now, she displayed her body proudly, and, though it made her feel a small amount of anxiety to hear someone call her 'lewd', this was primarily due to her proximity to Vahn and her own wayward thoughts...
Shaking her head in a rather comical manner, earning a few laughs from the encircling thugs, Mash emptied her head of wayward thoughts before manifesting two massive shields, each resembling a futuristic version of the 'Lord Camelot', as she said, "Master...please order me to dispense with these despicable vermin..."
While the surrounding Regulars were awestruck by the manifestation of what they presumed to be an Armor Inventory, Vahn simply nodded his head in response, saying, "Don't be afraid to be a little heavy-handed. Though some of them were forced into their current position, that does not excuse the crimes they have committed. I'll handle the aftermath so feel free to go all out. Let me see the result of your decades of training."
With a resolute look flashing across her amethyst-colored eyes, Mash grabbed the two handles on the interior of the massive shields as she shouted, "Yes! Please watch closely...!" in an excited tone. Immediately thereafter, the shields began to envelop her arms, quickly becoming a pair of massive gauntlets as she charged into the enemy without hesitation...
(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Vahn can be surprisingly petty at times xD...','Raise your dongers for the angelic waifu...!','Time for a paddlin'...')
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