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We ended up playing a game in the corner of the ground where Shea is practicing.

The students of the royal capital have stopped practicing and are looking at us.

Uh, don't look so much.

Such a wish never comes, and our eyes are on us. But if you look closely, your gaze is on Cereil. It's like going to see Cereille's ability.

This, as originally intended, must be won unobtrusively.

I and Cereil are a little away.

"I'm always ready."

Sereil holds a wooden sword.

Well, what shall we do?

I am in trouble.

It's easy to win. But that is no good. Winning too much in uniform and with your face exposed can be annoying. The ideal here is to balance the ability with Sereille and win the last minute.

"If you don't come, I'll let you go here."

Sereille will move first because it will not be set up by me forever.

When Cereille closes down, he usually swings a wooden sword down in front of him. I take it lightly. Cereille has a surprising expression.

I just took it.

Cereil tightens her face and attacks her right and left. I play and avoid in rhythm.

A beautiful sword. I don't know if it's smooth. He is not swinging around with his sword and is handling it himself.

With a heavy sword, the body may be taken just by shaking it down. Put simply, it's like having a big hammer. If you swing around, control is difficult. If I do not have the power, I will be swung around (experience stories).

But wooden swords are lighter than real swords. But even wooden swords break the balance if they are played. However, Cereille will hit the second shot without breaking his body even if he plays a wooden sword.

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I am Sereille.

She is the daughter of the noble family Foreigns.

When I was little, I hate fighting, and I never held my sword. But one case changed me.

When your mother was killed. I wanted to be strong after my mother was killed.

I have learned swords and learned to protect myself. When I learned that there was magic, I learned magic. Of course, he worked hard and studied as a daughter of the Foreigners.

I was also happy that I was selected for this magical exchange.

I wanted to practice the magic so as not to be ashamed of it, but now the school grounds are practiced by students from the royal capital, so I couldn't use it for students in Eufaria.

I can't practice magic, so I decided to walk around the city.

I like this city that my mother liked. The lake is beautiful, the cityscape is beautiful and we can boast of it. I like to take a walk in such a city.

When I am walking looking at the lake, there is a girl walking backwards. The girl is not aware of me. When I tried to avoid, the girl stumbled and was about to fall behind. I take the girl in no time.

A pretty girl, about 10 years old, has a surprised expression in her arms. I knew somewhere, but I couldn't remember immediately.

"Have you ever met somewhere?"

When I ask, the girl looks at my face. I look back.

... Oh, I remembered.

"Sereille?"

"Is it Noir?"

Say each other's names almost simultaneously.

Yes, she is Noir, the daughter of the Fochrose family.

Noir seemed to remember me too.

I have met a few times. Did you meet before during the Majesty's birthday banquet?

It was a light greeting. I haven't had much conversation with Noir, who is too old. If anything, she was more likely to talk to the younger Sia.

It is said that the nobleman, Noir, came to the city of Eufaria without escorts.

To be precise, a student girl came with me as an escort.

Her name is Yuna.

Yuna was a tall, pretty girl with a long hair at the age of fifteen. It wasn't that much, but I didn't seem to be able to protect Noir when attacked by demons.

I guess your family doesn't know, but both parents Cliff and Ellera know. I could not believe it.

I offered to escort Noir only while in town. The city is safe. But if you have a daughter of the Fochrose family, you will be involved in the credibility of your father, the lord of the city.

But Noir declined my offer, saying she was strong and would protect her.

Noir really seemed to believe her.

However, he is not a member of this magical exchange, even though he is a student of the royal capital. I wondered if the sword was powerful, but my arms and palms were soft, and I was not a hand with a sweat and a sword.

Bad for Noire, but I don't think it's strong.

"I don't think it would be a very important Noir escort with a hand that wasn't chosen as a member of this magical exchange and never held a sword."

She refutes when I say so.

He pointed out that I, a nobleman, was walking alone.

This city is safe. However, it is an escort for what it is. And I can handle swords and magic to some extent. We were chosen for this magical exchange.

I tell her that she wants me to compete with me, and if I can beat me, I want to be recognized as an escort.

That's the theory.

I couldn't afford to withdraw, so I got the offer.

The power of magic was such that he could not be chosen for a magical exchange, and his sword was a hand that seemed unlikely to be held. With a little opponent she will be convinced.

And now I'm playing with her.

I knew that if I knocked a little harder from the front, the wooden sword in her hand would leave my hand and the game would end. But she took my swing.

I am surprised at that. When a sword hits a sword, a shock is generated. The same goes for wooden sticks. But she took it lightly with that hand.

I'm a little away and I'll hit right and left. But she prevents it lightly. I increase my strength and speed even further.

But she prevents that.

great.

The attacker and the defender have the advantage of the attacker, and the prevention has the disadvantage.

It is not easy to swing a sword down to a favorite place and catch a sword that the opponent does not know where to drop without a difference in ability.

Furthermore, the defender is the fear of being attacked, and often the body does not move as expected. But she stared straight at me with beautiful eyes, without closing her eyes, without panic. It seems as if everything is being seen through.

I was scared and could hardly prevent me when I was first hit by the teacher. But on the contrary, the teacher prevents my attack.

In order to prevent it, you have to look closely at the opponent's movements. Not only the sword, but also the arms, hands, and eyes of the opponent. But you have to look not only at the top but also at the bottom. Foot to step on. The power of the foot to step on.

When I was so taught by my teacher, I once said, "I can't." What the teacher is saying is to look at all of the opponent's movements. That is impossible. I'm going to see the sword slashing.

But with practice, I was able to do it gradually.

In front of her she is practicing what she was saying. I see all of me. I have such eyes.

Still, I launch an attack. But she easily prevents it.

interesting. Smile comes out.

None of the students can meet me. Not many boys.

Normally she would panic if she typed only this, but she would use my sword calmly and without panic.

You can see she's sloppy. If she was serious, she would have counterattacked when I launched the attack. But she doesn't fight back. It looks like you are thinking about something. But I don't know. It just prevents my attacks.

Then what about this?

I swing it down while adding a feint. After all it is prevented. But when she finally prevented her, her sword flowed to the right. He tried to strike into the empty torso, but soon his sword was lifted and prevented.

great.

I pause, breathe lightly, and exhale.

She is strong as Noir says. Definitely stronger than me. With such a small hand that I think I haven't practiced that much.

Talent comes to mind.

There are barriers beyond talent.

But that doesn't mean we can easily lose.

"I'm sorry. It may hurt a little. But there is a doctor's office, so don't worry."

A thrust that is forbidden in practice. You can only deal with thrusts. It is difficult to catch with a sword. If you play it a little, it hits somewhere on your body.

I won't hit it. Avoid her ability. Protrude slightly to the right and avoid to the left. There is a chance.

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Naturally, it's not as strong as the Knight Commander (who forgot his name and face) who fought during that school festival. So it's easy to prevent Cereille's attack.

I prevent Sereille's swinging wooden sword.

Seen from the outside, I can't afford to attack Cereil at the moment, and I'm supposed to be on the other side of defense.

It's time to launch an attack here and win.

Even if I was a little strong, to direct it.

When she thinks so, Sereil pauses for a moment and opens her mouth.

"I'm sorry. It may hurt a little. But there is a doctor's office, so don't worry."

It looks like something is going on.

Let's avoid it and end it.

Sereille sticks out a wooden sword. It is slower than the thrust of Mr. Jubei of Japanese country. I will evade Sereille's thrust. But, as he knew he was being avoided, Cereille turned his body with the same momentum.

Oh, is the current thrust a decoy?

By turning his body, a wooden sword attacks from the opposite direction.

I stretch out the bear's puppet, grab Sereil's right arm, and use her rotating body momentum to hook and roll. Then, put a wooden sword on the neck of the falling Sereille.

"I'm the winner"

"Yes, I'm losing."

Sereille admitted smoothly.