Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Journal

Following this morning's dream, bury.

"- How can I defeat someone who knows the future? That doesn't change with what you say, 'I know'. Is it a smell, a sensory flicker, a text-dependent thing, a visible thing?"

"If you know it in a sentence, maybe it's not that hard. The information that comes in is what caused the other person's movements to be written in the text. I have to do a re-conversion called imagining it once in my brain. The results do not reveal fine movements, so the feeling used in the battle is flawed."

"Those who can see coming here by smell or sensation will be able to rely on that sensation to send their swords away or set their tracks backwards. If it moves beforehand, you have to pack as much time as possible between when you feel the sensation and when the action takes place after you feel it. It doesn't make sense if you can't keep up with the movement."

"If you can see the result, you just have to make a move that you can't capture in the other person's eyes. Human vision is vague. If the connection is unclear, it's appropriate enough for the brain to twist on its own. If you know the results but you don't know the process, you don't know if there's a gap, and you can't create a response."

"What? It's all the same after all, huh? If you can't outrun me, you're gonna end up not letting me use that power anyway, right? All you have to do is take the other person's sight or interfere with the future you're looking at and obscure it. I'm talking about how you can do that."

... After we talked about that, the old man looked a lot like a businessman.

I wouldn't have even really let someone like that lick my bitter juice.

Nonetheless, the old man listened seriously to this story and showed us concrete measures.

This is absurd. But in the end, it's probably everything Grandpa said.

He said to the person who sees the future, if he can't see the future, even if he can, he just needs to hunt it down so he can't cope, or act like he frustrates the movement that follows.

Well, that old man you were talking to said what the hell was after that...

- If there's nothing you can do about small-timers, intercept them with your strongest sword. That's all you have to do if you want to.

The strongest sword.

Yes, the strongest sword.

That old man only said things then that he didn't know how.

Even though I've always said, "There's nothing like that in the sword" and "What a fantasy a special attack is," only then did I truly say that.

Swordsmanship is the repetition of moulds and the accumulation of experience.

Never do a sword that can defeat an opponent.

A slight gap in the reading is a sword move that slips a plain, unglamorous wave into the opponent's flesh.

There's nothing fancy about it.

That's what I said.

That's what the old man did say.

Nonetheless, he spoke out against the story.

Then that old man would have known what its strongest was from the beginning.

... such as a sword move, there is basically only one way to poke it or chop it off head-on.

If you poke it, you only aggregate on that point how you can poke a gap in your opponent's consciousness, roll out your sword first, and take it to despair.

Even in the presence of grandeur, it strikes me because it pokes at the other person's gap.

If that is not the gap that was born after the reward or the end of the muddling.

Ultimately, the leading must-win ends in a stunning surprise.

It's still a servant thing if it's an unintentional hit of reverse pull,

When it comes to sword strikes, it's all about arm power and speed, and it's all about swinging straight through to get the most out of it.

Whatever happens if you're only going to be late for the minute you mix in the small pieces there, the special must be limited to three things: "Poke," "Gu," and "Slash Down."

Based on this, what is currently in me is a one-handed poke using Kannara? No, no, no.

Again, it would be a head-on slash.

Head-on slashing is fundamental to that man's swordsmanship of the country.

If you have a sword, you can teach it first, and we all practice it.

Tighten your armpits, firmly extend your arms, do not force in your hands, and force yourself to squeeze the tea towel at the moment you wave the knife.

After cutting it off, stop it so that the knife is unlimited parallel to the ground.

We must continue that a thousand times a day, two thousand times.

That's why he said head-on slashing is the strongest of sword moves.

(It hurts that I can't use my left arm, but maybe it's better this way -)

There are not so many moves that I can use.

Rather, there are very few in the realm that can be called moves.

Then let's just say it's natural to go home and appeal to the head-on slash.

This move also makes sense because we have now gained that extreme concentration.

And so I remembered that old man's occasional scheme.

Lift the knife and pull the pattern to the right next to your face.

The right hand grips the pattern firmly, the left arm pulls as much force as possible and pulls it against the forearm area, just about accompanying the pattern.

The left elbow sticks perfectly to the chest and still remains out of strength.

... Although the power would be diminished because you can't put the power of your left arm on the sword when swinging it down.

With the knife and arms as one, the cutting edge goes to heaven.

All you have to do is step out to the point where the cuttoe reaches the target, shake it off, and slash it straight off.

When we control the five senses, delays come, as they did earlier.

Premium compatibility.

Defeat premise.

Victory exterior.

Now slap and slash each target's sword attack.

Just - that's all.

In the meantime, there was a picture of Perth at the edge of his sight.

At the entrance to the dojo, he's talking to someone he came with. Because it controls the five senses, the content of the conversation is uncertain.

"... ho"

Perth, who saw this setup, almost coincided with spilling those words.

Charlotte jumped back big.

Did you notice something and rush it? I can see strength in my sword-shaking hand.

The lines in the text would have disappeared with this. A line of letters alone doesn't tell the details.

The rest is either by smell or flickering, or by sight.

Earlier, however, Charlotte reacted strongly to the words "what is visible".

Then the line of vision would be the most intense.

And if you capture it visually, there's only the future first.

- Yes, Charlotte Clemeria does see a future.

I don't know if that's an inch ahead or two. But the fact that her exact evasion so far is established by visually acquiring the future would be indistinguishable.

I don't know if I can always use it, but I've been around the back from time to time, but I think it seemed certain on the decisive occasions when it came here.

Keep the structure intact and change your mind.

Charlotte's expression then hardened.

Because he changed his mind from a head-on slash to a one-handed poke by Kanae.

If you change your mind, the future will change. And if you look at that future, then you deserve this change. If that change in thought alone changes the future she sees, it's still an inch or two away. If it's a long-term span, it also sees the future ahead of you that you've reconsidered, so there's no point, but apparently some ambiguous parts.

But it doesn't change this one's disadvantage.

If I could, I'd pull out the Baba of Squid Sama Eriki. The hand tag is always in a situation where it is seen by the other person. The cards lying down are always turned, and no matter how many times you switch places, every response is taken.

But even if you could already see in those eyes the vision of yourself sticking a cut to your throat, it shouldn't make a difference that this one is the best.

Even if you can see it, if you don't have the ability to stop it, the result won't change.

In thinking about that, I felt you were exchanging swords with me.

In working with her, probably because there has never been any reading or tide in these hands before.

Move out of here. Move your feet to rub the soles of your feet against the floor, to make way for Charlotte. Can't you see where we are now? There is no rush to respond to this motion.

He puts out a wooden knife to be struck by Charlotte, slips through it as it is, without putting a wooden knife on the corresponding wooden sword, and slips out to her rear.

From there, after traveling all the way to the interwall rinse of Kendo Field, he flipped and ran into Charlotte.

Keep your torso in check, one step.

(Ken)

Another step as you adjust your gait.

(Ken)

In the middle of acceleration, one flight and the last step.

(Pa -)

He then moves on to his own mobile technique, Kanae.

This gait is a sudden super acceleration that appears in the opponent's current and greatly drives the opponent's attack defense timing crazy.

To hit, a single right hand poke that combines speed and power.

Yes, this is a sword that stopped the black leopard from sewing his heart into a fold that was ambushed by Dusseia.

Now the moves have been made. All you have to do is use your whole body as an arrow and shoot at them.

Charlotte should have no choice but to turn herself aside to escape.

If you are to receive this machete, you will be asked for a precise sword sword.

... but Charlotte didn't turn to dodging.

The moment I poked a wooden knife at Charlotte's side, there was a figure of her poking out the sword in front of me in the same way.

The place to poke was dressed to determine the throat, counter, without the insanity of the dimensions.

Charlotte, regardless, didn't even pay, took the win outwardly to a hit.

Just to make sure you don't lose.

"Apparently, it's settled."

Shortly after we cut each other's cuts.

A referee listening to Ian speaks up late.

"That's it!

When the referee's words echo the kendo field, the air relaxes at once as if the tension had been relieved.

Have you been fascinated by the battle around you, holding your breath?

From there, why do you hear breathing?

Whatever.

"... do you want to come"

"I thought this was all I had. If you can change the acceleration trajectory along the way, you can be sure you'll lose if you run away."

To say so would still mean that she had a vision of the future. I may have even seen more than one future when I said I would change track.

I said something absurd about Swoo before, but maybe it was this power that Charlotte had that seemed absurd.

But...

"This makes me less confident that I can't defeat you..."

This will happen every time, too. If you think you've gotten a little stronger, you'll be smashed by someone stronger than that.

Magical, swordsmanship.

"That's a horrible move. I can't believe you could move like that without even using magic."

At first glance, Charlotte shuddered once or twice to get out of the cold.

Then could you spare a little from its hepatobiliary cold?

"... I'm a little tired"

Exhale loudly and sit down on the spot.

It must be because of the concentration over and over again. Fatigue is pushing me closer and closer.

Ian approaches.

"No way. I'm not dealing with Shall."

"No, the operation just hit the diagram"

"I guess. I don't think there was an operation."

I guess. It was simply a reward for moves only. It wasn't a battle like putting into tactics.

"Mr. Arcs. Where does your swordsmanship come from? I know a lot about swordsmanship, but I've never seen it."

"Yeah, well, my swordsmanship was a personal practice of what was in the book."

In a man's life chase experience I can't say...... so I speak such a lie.

"By the way, I could see the shadow of fine swordsmanship, but you have different roots. So your sword is based on the sword that was written in that book?"

"Yes."

"But you thought I'd deal with that a lot? I don't even know if that sword moves."

"So much technology left in the book, I figured I'd be sure of it first."

"Hmm... Charles, did you just find out what he did?

"I just let go of a one-handed poke. Like a flash of light."

"How did you make that move?

"It's like I don't know. Because it was the best I could do because I would fit my cuts together."

Ian turns his gaze. It would be a move I thought I was going to mouth.

"When I realized it, I could do it."

"If that's the case, you're a very talented man. So is the complete healing of the left hand, but I'd love to work with you next time."

"Ha. When you visit the dojo again, please"

At the end of his interaction with Ian, Perth walks in through the entrance to the Kendo Yard.

Keep this one up, I bowed my head.

"My lord, please forgive me for coming to you in this outfit"

"Uhm. I'm sorry I let you hang out with my son and daughter selfishly"

"No, I think you've had a good experience with me, including anything other than the sword"

"Arcs. Your sword, let me see it"

"Despite the dojo of fine swordsmanship, I showed you something ugly"

"It's troublesome to have to be sloppy."

"Ha ha."

I bow my head again while appreciating Perth's care in alleviating the bitter atmosphere.

"Arcs, your sword is a forsaken sword."

"... Yes"

"Though I remember the sword of Lord Melted Iron was not such a thing"

"Your Excellency is right. I also understand that the way you fight on your uncle presupposes survival, and I, too, believe that the battle must survive."

"Hmm."

"In time, what is a sword? We think that once we grip this and turn to be present, we find ourselves abandoned and alive."

Yes, perhaps that man's sword is based on such a philosophy. Then as long as I use that man's swordsmanship, this is how the fight will be close to abandonment.

Whatever.

"To be honest, I'm a magician, so I don't think I can live that way."

"That's inconsistent with earlier temper. At the end of the day, no, there was something impatient in the sword before it. Besides, it also fits with the story when it's relative to Balg Gruba. Find life while you abandon yourself? It is completed as the son of Takemen who is still able to stand up to the fear. No, that was before too..."

I guess so. Even when I was Marquis Gaston, I was obsessed and confronted. In a way, since that time, that kind of readiness may have been decided.

"- Lord Dinberg, what do you think?

In that way, beyond which Perth asked for answers, there was an old man in butler's clothes.

They would have looked sideways earlier. Back length is between 160 cm and 170 cm. Her head looks grey because of her gray hair, she has one-eyed glasses and a fine sword on her hips.

Thin and well done. I can see elegance in every movement.

At first glance, I have the impression of a beautiful old butler. There is such a look and atmosphere from the looks of it that it fits perfectly into the old butler's template that comes out of that man's country reading.

The moment I saw him, I felt the air in the dojo tighten even tighter.

Everyone is staring at him in the face of tension.

That is no exception to Ian or Charlotte.

"Ha. I guess your Excellency is right. I saw it that way, too."

Under Perth, a calm voice is returned.

Two, Charlotte greeted the old butler with a nervous face.

"Lord Caldart. We're out of time."

"This is Master Charlotte. It hurts to be polite to such an old body."

"No, I know it's only natural to pay tribute to a celebrity like Lord Caldart."

Celebrities, is that this old butler, a pretty good user? I don't know because I'm not very familiar with that aspect, but I'm pretty sure I'll see Charlotte and Ian nervous.

Two, an old butler called Caldart turns this way.

"Red eyes on silver hair...... I know if"

"My name is Arcs Laceft"

"... Again, you are. I'm late to say hello. My name is Caldart Dinberg."

"Again, what?

"We have heard many rumors about Master Arcs. Including both good and bad."

"As long as you're ashamed."

"No, it was the one I heard about. For a long time, I've heard you look like a surprise box."

"Ha ha..."

Who the hell did this old butler hear such a thing from? Not so many people would criticize themselves that way, but would they have been around themselves, such as acquaintances that seemed to relate to him?

Hang on to Charlotte for one second for a secret story.

(Dear Charlotte, what the hell is that guy?

(Lord Caldart told me all about the Kingdom-style fine swordsmanship from my uncle. I hear your father won't even take a crack at you.)

(Is it that amazing)

(Yeah, I've had a couple of pairings, but I didn't get my hands or feet around me)

This means that she will have no hands or feet in the same way, as she herself is about as powerful or less.

Charlotte asks Caldart.

"Lord Caldart, for what purpose were you at the dojo today? As far as you can see, it doesn't even seem like an audition."

"This is how I visited the dojo today because Your Excellency told me that Lord Arcs was here."

"Huh?"

"Yes. Dear Arcs, today we have something interesting to see. Soon, we will greet the mansion."

Caldart said that and bowed politely.

●

After saying hello to Perth and Caldart at Kendo Yard.

Arcs and Charlotte were both out of the kendo yard.

Now sitting on a stone placed imitating a stool on the property, he lifts his arms and stretches his back as he savors the real feeling of being freed from the strained air.

As soon as I lowered my hips, Charlotte cut out with a strange look.

"Arx-kun. You know what I see."

"... I knew Charlotte had a future ahead of her."

"It's not so much about the future... it's about the timing. It's not a definitive future, it's most likely."

"Destination... I see"

I will return that word to her, who admits that this prediction has been met.

Maybe if they do say so. If you're seeing a definitive future, you can't change the outcome, so you're saying you're ahead of time - you're seeing what's happening.

"Still, you figured that out a lot when you were just fighting, didn't you?

"There was no doubt that I was feeling something outside of the five senses. So, if you're looking at something else with your eyes, orbit or video... then you'll see the future anyway."

"What do you know about that?

"It was a bad idea to change your complexion. There's something there."

"So what brings you to such an absurd answer? I don't think you'd normally think you'd see the future, though?

"Really? There are people in this world who have more special abilities than talent, so I guess that's what happens."

"That's true. I've also heard that there are different kinds of heavens in the world."

Charlotte looks like she was good at it.

And soon, he showed a strange face,

"Nevertheless," this world, "says Arcs, as if he had seen it in another world."

"Oh, no, I don't know what that is, I just wanted to use words that refer to the whole world! Everyone who's strong or powerful is saying they've got this!

"Right. I think you're right. But even so, isn't it a flying sprint?

"Well, I've seen and heard stories about it before."

"Singan?

"Yes. It's about the power to feel things that you can't feel with your five senses. There are people in the world who have that power."

"Talk about the Chronicle."

"Well, that's the way it is."

It's really that guy's life, though. I can't help talking about that.

Charlotte reluctantly glances at this one as she thinks about it.

Those eyes had some uneasy color on them.

"Hey, Mr. Arcs. Do you think this power is cheating?

"Cheating?

"Yes, sir... I'm looking at a future that no one can see, so I thought it might be different from the power of a sword."

"No. I don't think so. I think that's a pretty talent, too."

"Really?"

"You can't help saying you're a cheat even though you're a born force with it. He said if I said that, I would cheat on the size of my body or just the fact that I meant a man or a woman. Besides, if I say cheat Charlotte's power, I'm going to be cheating."

"You?

"Oh. I honestly think my cheats are unusual. Besides, if that's cheating, there's a lot of cheating people in this world, right? Swoo is like that big balls, and I'm already out of my mind about the Empire's Barg Gruba. That's what I just said. So I don't think you need to worry about it."

"... right. Perhaps so."

"Besides, I don't think that's gonna bother me one of these days. 'Cause when you're really about to lose, you don't have a choice not to use that, do you?

"Sure, I'm gonna use it."

I settled for that story, but to be honest,

"... I don't think I cheat either."

"Hey what's that!? You said you were talented!?

"No, I knew it was cheating. When you see the future, it's impossible."

"Even Arcs won't tell you his cheats. Isn't that cheating?

"I'm still cute compared to Charlotte's"

"That's your subjectivity, Arcs. And, Arcs, you must be a magician, right? How can you even do so much swordsmanship? That's cheater."

"It's not cheating. I can use magic, I can use swordsmanship, it's a gift of training."

"Oh, is that how you say it? It's not like I haven't been working out seriously."

"It's paranoia - I have no other intention."

We talk like that, we flirt with each other.

Eventually, both of us couldn't stand the glint and erupted.

"Heh heh heh"

"Ha ha"

After laughing at each other for a moment, we wipe the tears floating at each other's edges.

"I don't know, Arcs, I feel like I've never really spoken to you before."

"Right. I've never talked to Charlotte like this before."

I guess that's how I feel because I haven't had so many opportunities to talk to Charlotte before.

Somehow, but I felt like I could have gotten along better with her than before.