Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

"You... are you the Holy Knight?

Seyya didn't know what to say to the girl who called herself the Holy Knight. The girl, no, the woman is the woman Seyya was a diner, but it's called the look and the surrounding atmosphere, not like the Holy Knight Seyya imagined after all.

But the woman knew Seyya's name. That's in full name too. I further called myself the Holy Knight.

Seyya's current assignment is top-secret and only knows a handful exist. Not to mention that there's no reason for Dacrya humans to know. In other words, only the Holy Knight himself could be present in Dacrea and know about this mission.

"Apparently, you don't believe much"

"Ah, oh. It's not like the rumors I was hearing, so just..."

Saiya's imaginary saint was a handsome man with a skinny blonde body, or a woman wrapped around a divine aura, but the saint in front of him had no such elements or other fine dust.

"Rumors are preposterous rumors. It's none of my business."

"Oh well..."

Seiya gives a bewildered look at the Holy Knight.

So Saiya realized. That I was dealing with that saint knight unconsciously and without using a salutation. And that was referring to the unknowingly forgiving heart to the Holy Knight.

"Have you finally noticed?"

"Maybe this too..."

"Oh yeah. It's one of my moves. By being seen below the target in the first impression, you loosen your opponent's guard and enter that nostalgia. The battle is not determined by a simple power comparison or amount of magic. You better remember."

To the word of the Holy Knight, Seyya lost her word.

What she's saying sounds easy at first glance, but it's actually quite difficult. Not to mention if that's the Holy Knight of Leiria's most powerful magician.

Being seen below them, that is, being looked down on, means exposing them to humiliation that is weaker than they are. That's still tough on the mind for a magician who combines strength and pride if he's a normal person.

But she did it. Despite being given the name of the Holy Knight.

Probably nothing exists in Leiria that can beat the Holy Knight today. That's not meritorious, it's a comprehensive story. Any magician has his pride, and even if he tries to play Underground, he becomes clumsy.

But there's no shame in the Holy Knight's behavior, let alone I don't even think his opponent is understated. Before I know it, I unconsciously look down on the Holy Knight.

In the assassination, Seyya thought she was the strongest Assassin.

"Well, I'm just finishing my introduction, and it's time to give me something"

"Oh, I did. Sorry."

The Holy Knight tells me that Seyya hurriedly pours magic into the ring she was wearing on her middle finger and summons what she gives to the Holy Knight. That's a rusty sword, just plainly lame.

When Seyya takes the sword, she offers it to the Holy Knight.

This is what I was asked to do.

"I did receive"

When the Holy Knight says so and receives the sarcastic sword from Seyya, he rests it on his hips.

With a rusty sword on his back, the Holy Knight says the sword is rusty and useless, but somewhere elegant and looks strong.

And from a girl like earlier, she turned into a leopard to one fine knight. Perhaps if it were this way, Seyya wouldn't have looked down on the Holy Knight either.

"Is that who you really are?

"That's right. This is who I am, the true saint Arthur-One."

Full of elegance, standing moderately powerless to immediately exit the sword at any time, the atmosphere of unconscious intimidation of the opponent, all of which embodied Leiria's most powerful magician.

"Well, let me tell you one thing to thank for delivering this sword"

With some creepy grin, the Holy Knight looked to Seyya. Seyya breathes in his gaze.

"Actually, I have your crusade order from the Episcopal Church."

"Ha..."

At the next moment, Seyya was standing at a distance from the Holy Knight holding Dalta with her left arm and summoning Hollins to her right hand. It is a gap free combat attitude, with people around them scattered in all directions in surprise.

Unthinkable intimidation hits Seyya earlier. Naturally it is the Saint Knight Arthur-One who is unleashing that intimidation.

Seyya finds herself breathless in the intimidation of the Holy Knight, said to be Leiria's most powerful magician.

(This is the Holy Knight......)

In front of the true figure of Laylia's most powerful magician, Seyya learns a little bit of fear. Saiya lagged behind Aura, who also resembles a sword ghost she feels from the Holy Knight, even though she doesn't particularly hold a sword.

To be clear, it was also the first time for Seiya that she didn't think she could win this far. Using Demon King mode is not a dimension of... If I were to say so, I would have the impression that the species as organisms are different, different in character, different in being itself.

But as I have said many times, the Holy Knight has no sword. I mean, if you put up a sword, it could change yet another stage, no, another kind than this.

Not so long ago the Saint Knight was awesome.

Seyya has already exercised "Wrapped Light" in a state where it is also a limit breaking, and the right hand Hollins has wrapped the magic of the dark attributes. But still, Seyya's instincts as a creature were crying out for her to run away.

"Ha, ha."

It was Seiya who managed to sink her roughened breath and try to calm down, but that was inappropriate.

The moment Seyya tried to breathe, the Holy Knight moved and Seyya's breathing became rough again. But it was the mouth of the Holy Knight that moved.

"You don't have to be so vigilant. I'm not going to kill you."

……

Hearing the words of the Holy Knight, Seyya feels uncomfortable. What Seyya is now in front of is Leiria's most powerful magician, ranking first in the Episcopal Thirteenth Apostolic Sequence. That, if I may say so, is the magicians who are the closest to the Seven Wise Men of Leiria.

Would such a magician ignore an order from the Seven Wise Men?

Then I saw how Sayya was, and the Holy Knight said.

"I know what you're trying to say, but nothing. I'm not the dog of the Seven Wise Men. I'll decide for myself."

There is no lie or falsehood in that word. Seyya intuitively realized that, but her opponent is the Holy Knight. I can't be alarmed.

"I knew it wouldn't be easy to get off guard. So, how about this?

At that moment, the Holy Knight disappears from Seyya's sight. No, Seyya lost sight of the Holy Knight. And shortly after, the figure of the Holy Knight was directly beside Seyya, with his right hand on Seyya's shoulder.

"Now you know. If you're going to kill me, you're already dead."

"Knock..."

I regret it, but I know what the Holy Knight is trying to say. And enlighten at the same time. That your current move is the same as Sarunarin, an Alliance employee in Dacrea Fourth District.

"Then let me just ask you one thing. How can you defy the Seven Wise Men?

That's Saiya's simple question. Why do magicians as good as the Holy Knight take advantage of Seyya from the Episcopal Church all the way to the risk of being questioned?

"That's because you gave me curry."

"Don't be ridiculous..."

Seyya stares at the answer of the Holy Knight.

"There's one over there for once. But the main reason is because you're the emperor."

"Emperor?"

Seiya puts her neck in words she can't hear. Seeing such a seiya, the Holy Knight had a nigga and a grin.