Mannen D-rank No Chuunen Boukensha, Yotta Ikioi De Densetsu No Ken Wo Hikkonuku

"Oh, brother? What's wrong with you? I can't believe your brother didn't even try to bow his head in front of me."

Fiora mouths sarcasm all the time as she looks down at her kneeling brother.

Of course, they use "spiritual domination" to manipulate the fusel.

Detecting my brother's movements was easy for Fiora.

Because with "spiritual domination", we can extract information from any number of princely nobles.

"" "Oh, Your Royal Highness?

Meanwhile, the princely knights were just peeling at the sudden eccentricity of the person they call the Lord as unbelievable.

Everyone knows how high Houzel's pride is.

Not to mention the impossibility of taking a subordinate thank-you to his sister, who contends for the throne.

"... what...?

Houzel, who returned to me for a moment, opens his eyes, but soon takes over his spirit again by his sister.

"It is only natural that I, the arrogant rebel, should behead you in front of me.... Hey you guys! How long have you been standing there doing that!

"" "Ha, ha" "

The prince commands me, and the knights kneel on the spot, bewildered.

"What's this about...?

"Why is His Royal Highness the Prince to Princess Fiora... Huh?

"Weren't you supposed to attack the royal palace and capture the king and princess...?

The mist quickly dissipates, such as the readiness to die earlier, and questions and anxieties about the prince erupt.

Loyalty to the prince was at the heart of the army gathered here.

If that were to be a shake, it would no longer be a matter of time before it disintegrates.

It's not a coup.

It's just impossible to manipulate everyone on this scene.

But by using his power intensively to one prince, Fiora let him seal this many troop movements by himself.

(Oh, and I can't believe I see your brother like this... I'm a little comfortable. Wow)

My brother, who never fought me since I was a child.

That's how you give in to yourself.

"And then..."

"... Ki, you... what have you done to me?!?

"Huh?"

Suddenly Fusel stood up aloud, so Fiora accidentally took a step backwards.

Of course I didn't order that.

"Let me kneel in front of you..."

Houzel stares as he sprinkles his saliva with great distortion of his beauty.

(Are you fighting "spiritual rule"...? What a strength of mental power...... no, it's a high pride...... Hehe, but......)

A further sword-drawn fusel came to slash me.

Whether the movement was stained with the body, its speed was the usual one and the one without the faint color.

Thanks to you, Fiora's reaction is delayed for a moment.

Kickin ', a fierce metal noise was sounding, and Foosel's sword was being played.

"What? Where the hell are you from...?

The mysterious man who suddenly appeared prevented him from slaughtering, and Houzel screamed abominably.

"Lucas Mama❤"

In contrast, Fiora screamed with her eyes in the shape of a heart.

◇ ◇ ◇

It was only a short while ago that Fiora contacted me through the Mindset.

"I'm going to prevent your brother from having a coup. So, if I may, Lucas, I'd like you to show up one last time."

... What are you talking about, this guy?

That's my first thought.

But the coup by the prince actually broke out and Fiora put it away by herself before the battle began.

I was able to do that because I manipulated the prince in Spiritual Rule.

Thoughts, and resisted its domination, the prince was slashed by Fiora.

"Lara!"

"Ooh, ooh."

I was watching on the roof of a nearby building, and I broke in between with Lara's "Space Leap."

I played the Houzel sword at your place.

"Not at all... don't be impotent"

"Don't worry about it. Whatever happened, Lucas believed you could help."

I don't care if you let me go and trust you so much.

"Where the hell did you come from...? Who is it?"

What does the prince do?

That's Fiora's brother.

Beautiful and sturdy with a straight face.

... although now he looks like a demon.

"No, Lucas said...? Right, of the Divine Sword..."

Apparently, the prince heard my name, too.

It's a long way to go.

"Come on, Lucas! Defeat the mastermind who attempted to overthrow the nation and engrave a new heroic legend!

Fiora stirs up so much in Norinoli.

This guy didn't bring it to this kind of development with the wax, did he?

"What a hero! I'm enough of a hero on my own. Ah!

The prince came roughing up his voice.

But the sword muscle was in contrast to roughness.

Sophisticated and streamlined, this is a special blow to this steeple.

That's the prince.

The skill of an individual's sword seems to be superior.

If I were you before, I wouldn't have been able to outdo you first.

But now I can see the motion clearly, and I knew exactly what I was aiming for.

"Huh!?

Slash with minimal movement just gently lowering your right foot.

The Eye-Opening Prince tries to recover quickly, but slowly.

My sword was slashing and tearing the prince's torso.

"Huh..."

Prince falling from both knees.

"So, Your Highness lost...?

"That is the user of the Divine Sword..."

To the stunned knights, Fiora exalted herself.

"You guys saw it! It's obvious which one deserves a new king! Yes! Lucas is the one who should marry Azame and inherit the throne. Wow!

... what?