While both the salvation released from the Great Sword and all was blown away, Bain controlled the giant body with salvation, posturing and landing in the air to show it. Then Drake gives up the pursuit and rebuilds the Great Sword. If it was the previous Bain, I'm pretty sure he was under Drake's pursuit.

Drake has stared at this one, holding the sword in his hands and standing low. The shape would be called anger.

"Sir, do you know what you're doing?

"Well, I don't know what you're talking about."

Reach for and squeeze the big axe pattern that was on your back. It's more obvious than seeing fire that fists and swords don't make it a battle. If you can get into time, there's still no room for Drake opponents who manipulate the Great Sword lightly and wield it like a stick to get into between fists.

I didn't skip the game because I was aggressive earlier, but if it was a full-scale fight, it would be different.

Squeeze your favorite axe in both hands and help. Rescue becomes armor if it is wrapped around the body, and magic that amplifies power if it is wrapped around a weapon.

"There's no such thing as a fake word!

"We are real, Sir Lanacourt."

"Soak it up"

Like throwing up, he went.

(If it's real, why...!

Why is this happening?

If the other person is real, there is no room for doubt from the edge and there is no point. That's what the bond of soul should tell us. If so, they are undoubtedly impostors, and there is no need to question them.

You can smash it with all your strength.

Just like all the enemies we've fought so far.

"Don't you have ears to listen to, do you? The same frenzy, Sir Lanacourt."

"Shut up! I know. Speak windy. Bye."

I screamed and kicked the ground.

At the edge of his sight, Sid was bumping into Zexis, Rowfa clashed with Fiennel, and Luveris was fighting Carline.

Ozfeld is in the middle of a fierce fight against failing rings.

It became a one-on-one diagram even without trying to.

"I miss you, Sir Rufaus"

Zexis Zan-Armfort went, placing the machete on the lower level. That sharp knot, the perfect setup with no gaps, standing, which is very zexis one of them, could not be judged to be fake from the outside. The sound and reaction of Sid's voice is the Zexis he knows.

Yet I can tell it's not real. I understand.

The real Zexis is dead. As Ozfeld affirmed, it became a noble sacrifice to save this world, scattered. with the failing rings.

It's a bright red fake right in front of you, nothing else.

"Since when do we exchange blades like this?

"... this is the first time I can cross my sword with you"

Sid told him that he would not approve of Zexis himself by answering so. Then Zexis narrows his eyes with a little fun. As usual.

"You've come to that, little boy"

It's not a breeze to stir, Zexis says. The structure changes. Lower to middle, middle to upper. It was Zexis's basic tactic to look at the way he came out while changing his structure. And that has become one of Sid's tactics.

Long before joining the Knights, Sid could be handled by the Knights of the Knights. Such a household, such an identity, and as a child he felt no resistance whatsoever to the use of such power of his own. It was never in vain because I was able to learn a lot and know what a knight is, and it has become an asset to Sid today to have a transverse and petty childhood.

There is an age difference between a real Zexis and an eleven year old.

Of course, by the time Zexis was older and Sid started visiting the Knights headquarters on numerous occasions, Zexis was an obedient knight, and occasionally, when his hands were free, it was something he handled.

For young squire, unraveling future Knights candidates is more encouraging than anything else.

That was what Sid realized when he came to take office as an obedient knight, and it was a practical experience. The days of being pursued by duty as an obedient knight are sometimes mentally indulgent. At those times, playing with future Knights candidates who visited Knights headquarters and other places was a good mental rest.

Regardless, as a member of the Knights, I didn't do anything out of hand, and because young knights like Zexis responded sincerely to children like Sid, didn't Sid also live with the goal of being only a Knights Knight?

I also have a family, but the biggest reason would be that.

The seriousness of the Knights' knights seemed blindingly brilliant in Sid's eyes.

Its blindness is now dazzling in front of me.

"Only those who have trained me can say so"

Rearrange in the lower section and wait for the change in false zexis.

The opponent is a phony and nothing but an enemy.

It was on this side that the attack was launched.

Ozfeld was slaughtered all without question, and that opened the end of the battle.

But I don't even have to think that sooner or later this was destined to happen than the other person was a phony. For the present Knights, not only did they appear exactly as Fairling Zan-Kluth, a godlike being, but there is only one way this can be done for them, who have now even taken the phonies of the Knights without them.

Resolute, annihilating.

That's all.

Because it's nothing but a declaration of war.

It was not only an act of provocation against the Knights themselves, but also an insult itself, not to fool the previous Knights.

Normally warm Ozfeldt scorched himself into anger and was slashed, naturally.

Ozfeld admired and admired Failing more than anyone else in this world. The only person in the Knights who can exchange words with Failing Ring alone is Ozfeld. It was natural for failing to use him so heavily, and also for Ozfeld to try to meet failing expectations. They were bound by deep trust and bond with each other, and only the two of them, apart from other Knights executives, were not an exaggeration, even if they were of a different dimension.

Ozfeld's anger is good.

Sid realizes the force cages in his pattern-gripping hand, while preparing his breath. Don't overpower it. Don't be too uptight. The body becomes rigid, lacks flexibility, and reacts dull. Then you won't be able to keep up with the Knight's battle.

"You are, no"

"What's different? I 'm-"

"You are not Lord Armfort"

I blocked their words because I didn't want them to say their names.

The thirteenth knight was just someone everyone deserved respect for.

It was the opposite of Terius Zan-Kayloon, but it was a story in terms of character, personality, and we should have recognized each other in terms of ability and strength. And I can tell you that the personality aspect is also worthy of respect, if you know his end of the day.

It is the knight of Benoagard who can risk his life for someone.

In fact, Zexis, he risked his life and saved this world from ruin.

So who is it that is in front of you?

An imposter trying to name Zexis in his appearance.

You can't forgive existence itself.

I got angry.

So, I guess.

Sid kicked the ground, not waiting for Zexis' structure to change.