"Ha!"

My men wave a wooden sword from the upper stages toward this body with a hanging voice.

There is no particular bitterness in it, and he waves a wooden sword from the lower section toward his torso, half-hearted and twisted just before it hits him.

"Gu."

He cuts back the sword he shakes off as he plays the side of the sword upwards with the armor of one hand to determine the critical velocity that would be able to react.

To that cut up aiming at the torso, the sword bounced up turns upwards to circle upwards as it is, and backsteps itself as it turns to the critical range of the sword.

As the sword plunders the armor, it steps into the nostalgia and waves the sword up from the lower section.

"Huh!"

My men reflexively prevent the wooden sword with their hand armor, and the impacted wooden sword directly from the front is easily crushed.

The sound of a broken sword falling with Karan sounded.

As a signal, my men will be upright and wait for my word.

"Fool, if that's a real sword, it's cut off your arm and your torso."

"Also, sorry!

"If you take it with your hand, step forward and shake or aim for your hand. Besides, your attack is too much of a premise for the opponent to take. Emptying is the clearest. Take it for granted you can avoid it."

"Ha, thank you for your guidance!

I keep my head down and look at my men going back under my detachment, and I still wonder if this is what it is.

That man is still a rookie and has little combat experience. I have the ability to pass the exam to become a knight, but not more.

Regardless of the skill of soldiers in other countries, I know that there is nothing wrong with the strength of the previous subordinates.

More than there is a difference in the minimum capacity required in the first place, if one person were to deal with about a hundred knights of the same treatment in another country, they would be dealt with.

"... the Knights' consciousness hasn't changed yet, has it?"

That man must have seen my real battle.

I should have seen his, Tallow, your full battle. But still to that extent.

"Desperate, but not greedy enough. Weak feeling to carry the country, protect people, survive and fight under any circumstances"

There is no doubt that he was a strong man at the time he became a knight. Yeah, well, I don't knight people with the ability to lose to ordinary people.

Still, it's too much to protect everything.

Too little to fight on behalf of those who are shields and swords to protect their country.

"Tallow, even though your strength is rare, it doesn't mean you're not here at all..."

Nevertheless, I also have a consciousness that I cannot say is great. Without him, I would have gone at least a few more years to gain my current strength.

I have it now because I met a being named him and worked out to make my longing a reality.

But that means that there are people in the world who can do the same thing as me.

Regardless of the Queen, the power of 8 heroes is the power that humans can reach.

"Maybe we should rethink the training a little bit."

At least an increase in the lower limit needs to be done. I've been giving too much priority to working myself out lately, but I feel the need to fight you, Tallow.

I want at least a degree of ability to buy time for him without a skilled sword, with as many as 100.

With a technician sword, it will be crushed in an instant to that extent.

"Will he be all right, for example?"

I haven't seen him face to face since, but will he be okay?

They recover and train, but I hear they do it where it's hard for people to see.

If that's what caused some kind of wound to his heart, etc., should I apologize?

... No, you can't. That is too rude.

He fought as hard as he could, and I fought as hard as I could. Apologize for that. I'm just kidding.

"Oh, there you are, Mr. Balf. Hello."

"Hmm?"

A light voice echoes at the training station.

Turning to the Lord of the Voice, the person I had just been thinking about was smiling and waving.

"Tallow, is it you or are you okay now?

"Yeah, my body's fine now."

Good, his expression doesn't look shady.

Apparently, it was my concern.

He is a man who has endured the training of those masters, so could this have broken his heart?

"Mr. Bulph, do you hear that I'll be out of Uml in a while?

"Yeah, I know. The Knights could also be involved."

"Oh, really? Oh, well, then you don't need an explanation. Uh, well, that's why I wanted to say hello while I had time to get out."

"Oh, is that so? Thank you for discipline."

I bow my head to him, I bow my head as well.

I didn't expect you to come all the way out here to say goodbye.

"And there's another thing I need to show you."

"Is that what I have to show you?

"Yes, it's a trick you got for losing to you."

When he said so, he took out multiple spiritual stones and swallowed them all.

"Become what!?

Surprised. Without taking my word for it, he activates some sorcery.

"Huh!"

immense magic. Each person uses witchcraft that obviously wraps a strange amount of magic around them.

What the hell is this, some kind of magic trick?

This amount of magic is unusual. I've never felt such magic before, even when His Highness Celes unleashed wide area magic.

"Mr. Tallow, what the hell are you..."

I couldn't let go of the word until the end.

I was surprised that the person I should have seen disappeared completely and felt my hands touching my neck behind my back.

I was just surprised and speechless.

What the hell is that? It's not fast.

It's not like I couldn't catch up with my eyes or react too soon.

I couldn't see any of the movement.

He hasn't had a metastasis. There is no doubt that he is traveling on that foot more than the ground on which his foot was touching was decided and there are traces that would have stepped into a few places.

All footsteps for movement were heard at the same time and touched felt faster than the sound sounded.

Most importantly, it proves that the storm that happened with his move wasn't a metastasis...!

"Mr. Tallow, what's that...!

He takes his hand off my neck and looks back at the same time.

The magic he feels is still not the usual, and he stands quietly as he continues to unleash vast amounts of magic.

"This is the power I grabbed thanks to losing to you. That's why I wanted to show you before I left Uml. That's why I'm here today.

"Ha, Mr. Tallow!?

When he erased the enormous amount of magic that had caused him to burst earlier, he fell as-is.

Take it and speak up, but apparently you're losing consciousness.

"You're totally weak. And my breath is rough. I mean, that's all the moves."

Perhaps instead of being able to use a lot of moves right now, they are moves that have no aftermath if you use them.

I'm sure, the moves you use when you really have to win.

And that move, that's what's possible. That's not the case with people who can make an earlier attack.

Unless that's our hero.

"... you came all the way out here to show me"

If we had fought a rematch without knowing this power of his, we would surely have lost.

But he didn't make it good. I came all the way out here to show you what I can do right now.

to the person who inspired you to get that power.

"... I'm sending him to his room"

Tell your men briefly and hold you, Tallow, to leave the training center behind.

The voices came through well, because they were all amazed and solidified.

You can hear me blurring at the same time as you can't see me, but all of that voice is a surprise.

Naturally. Because no one is probably seeing that move.

"If you think you've caught up, clam trailed through the report or..."

It does it at all. Really he is amazing.

Even if it's a risky attack, it's an extra force to compensate for that risk.

I guess I had some idea and basement originally done, but its ability to act in this short period of time is great.

"You are still good. Very good. I'm really sorry you're not in the Knights."

If he is, he deserves to be given a knight with only that combat ability.

But he doesn't want it. I can't remain defeated by him any more than it is.

"I am a knight and a knight captain. You can't remain a complete defeat to those to protect. I can't reach you now, but I'll try to catch up with you again."

Speak my resolve to him unconsciously.

My heart trembles at his figure, which is probably about to reach the power of a hero.

I feel like I've been drinking to myself because I think I've gotten stronger to this extent.

Not yet, you won't have the means to counter that move of his. But I'll get it someday...!