Black Haired King

Well, let's see if Non will serve as the judge.

Until just now, a magnificent man - Mr. Germdo - who was fighting Victoria's brother - takes his place just around the middle between me and Mr. Grimdo.

Mr. Grimd has already pulled out his sword and has set up to stare at me. I'll pull out my sword, too. Only one this time. I'm not used to two of them yet.

"Then the rule is until one of us abstains. Begin!"

Mr. Grimd pops up to coincide with Mr. Germd's signal to start.

"Huh!"

Mr. Grimd came with a sword in his right hand, aiming at his neck. Whoa, I'll back off and avoid it... but isn't this guy here willing to kill me?

Mr. Grimd releases a series of attacks to keep him flowing. Avoid cutting me, and I'll let the poke go. Shifting his thrust away with a sword, he hit me with his empty right arm.

A normal person might be surprised. I can't believe someone dressed like an Orthodox knight is beating me up. I'll take it with my left hand.

Seen with a demonic eye, Mr. Germud is activating physical enhancement. Reinforce it with a demon fight fist because you won't be able to take it normally.

Bassin '! It sounds good. Did Mr. Grimd think it was tougher than that, so straight away he leaves me? Trying to chase him, there is a ball of water floating around Mr. Germud. Is it water magic?

"Shoot, water barrette!

And when Mr. Grimd says, the ball of water that was floating around comes down on me. It looks painless because it's a chunk of water, but it will hurt if it hits it. I'll be honest with you.

Having seen that sight, Mr. Grimd gives a surprise look for some reason, but it's definitely better this way than he does when he unleashes a ton of fire magic on Mr. Mistrea and Mr. Helenay. I almost got rid of the charcoal.

I run between the ball of water and the ball. As we approached Mr. Grimd, the density of the water sphere grew thicker. Is this time to be tough without a sword?

I activate the Demon Eye and Demon Fighting Costume. Wave your sword for the weak spot of magic. The balls of cut water disappear, so I can run through them.

Through the water sphere, in front of you, Mr. Grimd. I'll keep the momentum going, Mr. Grimd. But did Mr. Germud expect you to see me avoid magic earlier, or activate the next magic without hurry?

Watching the magic flow, Mr. Grimd's magic is flowing to the ground. This is... dirt magic! As soon as I jumped off the spot, multiple pieces of sharp, pointed dirt burst out of the ground.

"Behold! You avoid this too!?

And again, surprise, Mr. Grimd. It would have been a skewer if I hadn't been able to use my magic eye. Don't come really relentless. I wave my sword from the open position.

"Wind cut!

Skip the slaughter with a wind cut and stop Mr. Grimd, who is still activating his magic. Did you find out too, Mr. Grimd? Avoid jumping off the spot.

When I make sure that a mass of dirt doesn't pop out of the ground, I approach Mr. Grimd as he releases a wind cut. Since the wind cut is almost invisible to the eyes, Mr. Grimd, who manages to prevent it with his sword, moves dull.

There, I approach and wave my sword down. Mr. Grimd, who was in a bad position, painstakingly prevents it with his sword, but without killing off the momentum, avoids it rolling. That's where I cut up from the bottom.

"Flaming, flaming!

Gathering his magic powers, Mr. Germud let go of his sword unbearably, to a sword that was well swung from below. Mr. Grimd is also blown away by the momentum.

When I try to chase him there, Mr. Grimd casts more magic on the ground than he did earlier. And...

"Earth Quake!"

Activate magic. At that moment, the ground rocked tremendously. Looks like there was damage not only to where we were fighting, but also to the terrace where the Dukes of Septiembalm sat. Looks like this courtyard is the only one that rocked.

The big shake left me out of balance and on one knee. In that gap Mr. Grimd picked up his fallen sword and ran towards me... but

"That's it!

and heard Mr. Germud. Me and Mr. Grimd, huh? I see Mr. Grimd in the wind, but Mr. Germd walks to Mr. Grimd in silence.

And I punched Mr. Grimd in the head as much as I could with a fist I held.... I heard Gotun all the way over here. Mr. Grimd holds his head and kneels.

"You're an idiot! I don't care how much it's a duel, there 'll be damage around you. Use the magic!

"Guh, and, but, Father,"

"It's important to win, but what do you do when you attack someone you need to protect? Magic range designation is sweet!

Maybe I'm definitely angry about the earthquake that struck the Dukes of Septemberme. Surely you can't risk an object to protect.

I punch Mr. Grimd in the head again with so much anger. Mr. Grimd has lost his mind to the shock... until then, if you say you deserve it, but I have a little sympathy for you.

"Have you lost your mind? You wouldn't hear me, but you were losing, even if you did it like that. You're tripling your training from tomorrow."

Mr. Grimd, whose training was increasing without his knowledge, was taken to be drawn to Mr. Germd. All I could do was watch it.

... what am I supposed to do if I'm left halfway?