At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

Lower your sword and concentrate your nerves so that you can deal with it from any direction.

Scaffolding is no longer full of holes, and decent scaffolding is about to count.

Still, there's nothing wrong with him and me. Don't have it.

The more I can say the best I've ever had, the sharper my nerves are.

Simply, it's not just the fruits of your own workouts. Confrontation, tension and, above all, exaltation towards a nearby being capable of exercising all of his or her own enhances him or herself.

"Okay, let's go."

He puts his sword up there with the proclamation.

There is also the possibility of measures to turn your consciousness to you, beyond having it with one hand.

Because it's easy to understand and I'm showing you that I'm going to attack with this sword now.

Be vigilant and see everything in his body. Concentrate on one point and you can't flatter his attack.

He was probably planting it, activating that stone with his hands in a barrel the stone he used when he fought before.

It would be a measure that can be avoided by throwing or moving forward, but unfortunately, this one is also being taken.

Instead of completely depriving you of your vision and hearing, the light and roar so long it takes you to recover. I'm not out of hand there either, beyond being made to realize the importance of protective witchcraft.

I can't even protect my whole body, but I don't have a problem maintaining it for a long time if I keep a point. It has been activated with Enhanced Magic.

"Mawale"

But he doesn't show any upset that I haven't changed. I guess I used it once and for all on the assumption that it didn't work.

As he uttered his quiet words, the sword began to roar and spin.

Are you willing to use those flowers here?

No, there won't be that in the boulder. If you do that, the corner of town will blow up completely.

The power of that sword is not something you can strike straight across a city like this. Given his character, there's no such thing as a boulder.

"Hajkero"

At the next moment, countless spheres of magic are randomly fired from the rotating technician sword.

I watch him move while I scratch, but I can only move after I see the firing because I don't see how I'm aiming.

A blow that will end if that blow eats. Are you going to invite this mistake by hitting without aim?

"Kazeyo, Nagiharae"

With exotic language and paying behavior, something magical approaches.

The way the magic spreads and perhaps the kind of wind to observe from the winding of the sand.

If you take it properly, you don't know what it is. That's why it's dangerous, on the contrary, to run outside the realm of widespread witchcraft while flaunting that sphere.

That wind itself, it's also suspicious if it's just wind sorcery. Don't crush me here badly -.

"-"

His hand, which does not have a sword, moves a few times like a light bump.

Predicting the landing point of the ball and my movements, I guess I struck a fairy talent in the position where I would run away. The shock ran to the position I was hoping to escape and the ground blew away.

If he had escaped, he would have eaten completely. Then the wind is still strong.

No, but I honestly don't know what it is to eat it. I've never crossed the line to crush it.

I wave up my sword and use my magic to cut off his wind sorcery.

The magic is foggy, and the wind keeps slipping through me -.

"Damn... hey...!

As soon as the wind touches his body and falls out behind him, severe pain runs all over his body. This, this pain, is fairy art.

Why, I watched him move. For that moment, there shouldn't have been any action that would have unleashed something, except for the moment when I moved my hand lightly.

- Behavior?

Speaking of which, when he unleashed the magic of the wind, he was acting like he was going to pay.

He was not uncomfortable with anything when using attack magic because it showed some behavior like using something.

But if at that time you were unleashing fairy arts with wind sorcery.

No, first of all, the wind that should have cut it off with all its might in the first place slipped through me as a matter of course.

If the magic fogged and touched my sword pressure, the quiet wind could not pass by itself as normal.

I mean, that wind is what I was manipulating in fairy arts, and taking that wind means eating the blow of fairy arts into this body!

I can detect magic, and I don't notice it because it's a blow from the wind that conceived magic. There's no way I'm aware of that!

He came bare-handed into me the moment he saw that my movement had stopped, no, the wind had passed.

That technocrat sword is lighting out and slowly falling to the ground in its early form.

I guess I let it go, reluctant to even consume the magic I use on my sword.

If you attack an opponent who can't move at a distance, decide it's faster to step in with full enhancement than using metastatic magic.

No, it's not, it's probably a breakthrough to use that momentum, too. Definitely the last blow will fly.

I guess he no longer has the leeway to make me incapable of combat at a distance. So I'm going to use up my critical remaining magic with the physical enhancement I'm best at.

I also see that I can't afford to let the fairy arts go outside. You used a few powerful shots just now, and you're still critical just for this blow?

He looms. The movement looks good. In his focused vision, his movements can be seen firmly.

My fist looks good when you stab me in the face.

"- There is!

Forced to move screaming his immobile body, aligning it with his progression.

He has his eyes open that I can move, but it's not the first time I've eaten a magical blow either.

There's no way I can catch up with Master Ubburne without ignoring the pain, ignoring the wounds and being able to shake my sword!

He can't stop at that way and speed of stepping in. Where it stopped. That's probably the limit. Then I will come to an end without stopping. Then only match this blow with all your might!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I wave my sword barking so that I can force myself to squeeze out to ignore the pain.

Sure, he's fast. But this time all the time, at speed, I was going up. I got this!

A perfectly timed blow took his shoulder...

"I got it!!

With his cry, a sword is played on something black.

Though there was pain, a sword swung down using full body power was prevented by something black that suddenly appeared.

He still had his hand at the end of the day as he opened his eyes and looked surprised and showed the reaction that it was unpredictable.

Was it even his trap to make you think this blow was the last!

"Guuuuuuu!"

The sword was prevented, and at the same time, a huge impact runs on my torso. His last blow reaches me.

But he doesn't stop on the spot, and as he rolls to join me, he blows up to the other side on the way.

The ground seemed to plump in a different direction than mine because of the decomposition.

I couldn't get a passive with the pain of immortality and the last attack with me, and I got hit on the ground decently.

"Gu, gu...!

Still use the sword you didn't let go, like a cane, and stand up.

My legs are shaking. The pain in my body is going to make me crazy. Still can stand. If you can stand, you can fight. I can wield my sword!

Keep the sword off the ground and look for him as he manages to support his body with his trembling feet.

But there's no response. Aside from the signs of him getting up, I don't even feel any signs that something is moving.

After watching for a while, I feel magic behind me, reflexively turning around and falling back.

But there was no such thing as him, but instead the hero of this country, and His Majesty the King, lined up.

"To, Your Majesty"

I thought they would be watching me, but I didn't think I could make it this far, and I manage to move my fluttering body and kneel.

"Don't worry, get your head up and stand up"

"Ha."

Follow His Majesty's words and stand up immediately.

My body hurts, and it's hard to move. But if it just moves, I can do it now.

Both the last blow and the fairy arts worked, but not enough to render it completely inactive.

Whatever, if they stab me in the back, it's a different story.

"Well, I'm Mr. Tallow. I'll get it back."

"Oh, I asked you, Celes"

"Yes."

His Highness Seres makes a metastasis and disappears somewhere.

Tallow, your retrieval. Did you fly somewhere to pick him up?

... So he can't get up?

"Balf, you win"

Master Ubburne looks at this one and makes it look like he's having fun.

But I can't be honest with you. At the end of the day, he did it to me.

That last blow. I thought I had won completely. I was prevented from taking a blow.

Can you call it a victory when you say you couldn't go above his actions?

- No.

"Are you dissatisfied?

"... no"

I raise my face in response to His Majesty's enquiry after seeing how I was doing.

He fought with all his might.

Perhaps his actions were a fabric stone for that last attack.

Of course not everything is fabric stone. But I used my habits to win that fairy talent.

Use a lot of different techniques so I don't feel uncomfortable with the last blow.

The fact that the last blow was not strong enough than it was, that the reinforcement had expired, is a defeat after doing everything in its power.

It hurts his pride to say I'm not satisfied with it.

He did everything he could and lost.

"It was a satisfying, serious battle"

"Right..."

To my answer, His Majesty is nodded with satisfaction.

And my consciousness broke off there.