The next blow will definitely break the shield and directly damage Haruero's body.

There is no doubt that blood will flow to the arena.

A spectator seat that calms down for the moment.

And the sword is swung down-earlier, a ray of light flew from the spectator's seat towards the swordsman's hand.

"What?"

The swordsman reacts quickly and cuts off the arrow with the sword.

I guess you can't surprisingly do this. Then-.

"Why now! What are you going to do?"

I jumped out before the swordsman screaming at the audience.

Immediately draw the sword and stand in front to protect Haruero.

"Aishi-kun !? Why?"

"Because it was dangerous, it was that simple."

"It was dangerous ... so I'm in danger now!"

Haruero says with a worried face.

The swordsman also looks at me with a suspicious face, and a confused noise is heard from the audience seats.

"Who is he?"

"Did you not even see Haruero being killed?"

"Are you an avid fan?"

And so on.

And the swordsman, with a cold voice.

"I'm not interested in the weak.

"I don't want you to say such a cold thing, but I want you to be interested. I think you'll be a little interested, even me. Haruero, would you go down to a safe place?"

Haruero goes down with a slipper, worried.

I activate various skills such as speed enhancement and boost while confirming it.

And the sword was sharply swung to a horizontal character.

The noise in the amphitheater calms down in an instant.

A straight crack is formed in the mask of the swordsman.

A popping sound made the mask fall to the ground.

On the back is a familiar face.

Yes, he was the man who was that riverside and arena.

The cheeks are cut thinly with the mask and are gradually oozing red.

"If you want to see that much blood, look as much as you like. Take your own blood."

The swordsman put his hand on his cheek and, after confirming that his mask had disappeared and his blood, he widened his eyes as a little surprised.

And when I licked my hand, I narrowed my eyes happily and turned to me.

"Kakuku, I guess you were the best hit. Is it that people don't look like that, or is that exactly what you see?"

Cheers came up from the stadium.

Yachimae!

What's that guy!

It's a mysterious warrior, a mysterious warrior has invaded Haruello!

He is definitely registered as a warrior-but I've never seen him fight. Who are you?

Various voices can be heard, but they are mixed to form a huge swell. The audience seats were as enthusiastic as in a big game.

The swordsman laughs at his eyes.

"I'm not the only one. I like it. There are quite a few people who like blood if they just watch. I don't seem to have the heart to shed. Do you have it?"

"No, it's just that."

When you show your strength, the swordsman shows the laughter that killed your voice.

"It's a good courage. And not just the courage, but the sword line I was looking at. It looked a little sweet. Even the best fighter could be this much.

The swordsman repositioned his sword with his eyes.

In an instant, the feeling of the temperature of the air wraps around my body.

This is--more than expected.

I felt terrible pressure, and when I re-energized, I could hear my voice.

"This person is ugly."

It was Haruello calling from behind.

The voice reached the swordsman, and the swordsman told Haruero.

"Hey, did you know, a warrior's daughter?"

"Of course, once an A-rank adventurer, he disappeared one day."

"Did you save yourself having to do it? You seemed to be strong, so I wanted to tell you. Yes, the adventurer's guild is tired of fighting only monsters."

"Do you want to cut humans?"

Swordsman Isaacza nods without any hesitation.

It's a ridiculous guy.

But Adventurer Rank A ... this is pretty strong. Moreover, there were only rank A adventurers among those who were killed, and it must be the top class among them.

"Haruero, is this person quite famous?"

"That's the same swordsman. I guess my swordsman dojo teacher has said. As a prominent swordsman. He said he was the strongest swordsman in the world."

"The strongest in the world?"

Glance back and look back for a moment, keeping your attention to the front.

Haruero is nodding.

really.

The strongest in the world.

"Hmm ... I'm fighting in this way, praying that I'm not the strongest. It's a boring thing, I can't fight a responsive opponent."

Isaac's, ironically, has stared at me.

Like saying you're not disappointed.

Fu.

Apparently, he seems to be a serious enemy.

It's useless if you don't do your best.

"I see. Then, let's go!"

Kick the tongue and the ground, and attack at the same speed as before.

Did not hit this time. With a small movement, he cuts the tip and Isaacza swings his sword.

But I didn't expect it.

I was preparing a shield spell, so unfold it!

Scatter the sparks and sparks, and the shield is going away.

I will be cut off as it is-I realized that I twisted quickly and tried to avoid, which was successful thanks to the shield slowing down the sword speed.

Take a break and leave.

I found my breath was disturbed.

This is real.

Not just rumors, this power.

The speed at the destination doesn't seem to be dodgy. It will be tough if you do not slow down in any way.

In addition, it is quick to be able to do it well!

While analyzing the current situation, this time I was attacked by Isaacza.

After approaching at a tremendous speed, a sharp walk is made with a complicated walk.

"That!"

I tried to avoid it in the same way, but the blade grazed the ribs in time.

It wasn't cut deep, but it hurts.

Two more swords are released.

It's not as fast as the first shot, but still at a speed I've never seen before, so you can hear the sword swinging later.

The magic of the shield is shattering and I can't use it at the same time, so I can't prevent it. He was barely taken by his sword, but was blown away by the momentum and his blade cut into his shoulder.

While being skipped, release the magic shield and release the magic arrow.

, But they are all avoided.

Too fast.

Because of being a swordsman, the movement is fast anyway.

How many class levels are there?

Even if you think about fighting fairly or something, and just start shaking hands, it's a festival later. Good ideas usually come later.

"I have to bring it to the winning pattern"

I cast the magic.

If your opponent is faster than you, ask them to be as slow as you.

Then you can fight.

"I came!"

Is it still fast !?

Surely it was late.

But it's still not as good as me, or faster than me. And if it's just fast, I still can't read the movement.

Complicated walking is dazzling.

It seems that magic is not so strong and he is fighting to the degree that he is not fatally injured, but as the battle continues, it has become severe.

My feet and arms are attacking me, and my movements are gradually slowing down.

It's a tough factor for me that the complexity of the movement is completely different from the monster. If it is simple, it can cope to some extent even with power and speed.

The moment comes when you watch each other's breathing.

I and the world's strongest swordsman see each other.

Well, what do you want?

It's an unusually difficult opponent.

Take some measures.

I turn my head faster than the sword's tip, and.

"I see."

If you fully use what you have, you will not be able to break through.

Let me decide with my next move.