Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

Bringing Brewnak back to his notebook where his soul had fallen out, Lord was once again getting his hands in the box.

Next to it is a tournament table written by Levi, which describes Trident's decision to advance to the second round.

"Brewnak... I feel sorry for him..."

"Luck is strength again. He didn't have it this time. Unfortunately."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Brewnak..."

Nevertheless, I can't help but think of something that has gone out.

Rhode pulled out the first piece of paper to appear in Game 3 of Game 1, telling himself that.

"First...... whoa, it's my first time. Autoclair."

In response to Lord's call, what emerged from Mel's notebook was the golden pattern Tsukuba, with beautifully cut crystals attached to its tip.

When he pulls it out, the sword body is white so that it is clear -

"... What!? hey...... blind!?

Lord is definitely opening his eyes.

In spite of it, his sight was completely closed and the area was engulfed in darkness in an instant.

To the rushing Lord, Levi takes his hand and speaks gently.

"Please calm down, Master Lord. That is thanks to the help of Master Autoclair. Explain now."

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Autoclair Eye-Opening Sword "Tsukuga"

A straight sword created and legendary by God.

Known for its use by the hero Olivier.

The ability of Autoclair is to temporarily lose sight when using it, but instead gain a sixth sense beyond intelligence.

It was a remarkable ability to perceive and grasp space, and it was understood so that all matters were in hand on the spot.

Olivier was a wise knight, but lost his sight in the battle, and the sword was thought to have broken once.

But with this sword, the sword, the sword, Olivier reaches further heights.

That's how he ran through a number of battlefields with his best friend Laurent, and made a name for himself again because of his sword skills and intelligence.

Weapon Rank: [SS]

Ability Rank: [SS]

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"I see... indeed..."

By the time Levi explained and Lord regained his composure, he had come to understand what Autoclair's abilities were.

Even though my vision is closed to the dark, I can see everything as if I were seeing it.

The wind blowing through, the smell of drifting, the magic of feeling, all those senses completely compensated for, and far surpassed, the crucial element of missing sight.

"With Autoclair, you can fight even in the dark where you can't see anything... it's a great sword" Tsugu ""

The Lord gives life to the sword of gripping and opening his eyes, the sword of the sword of the sword of the sword of the sword.

That's how the autoclair, off his hands, turned into a human form with a white glow.

"Oh, I can see"

"The only time you're going blind is while you're holding me. Because of that, I don't always see myself. Well, I don't need it."

Bring up the blonde's short hair, she smiles, saying so with her eyes closed.

And when I slipped my fingers on the white armor I was wearing, I gently stroked the glowing crystal at the center of my chest.

"Nfu... feels good. Let me thank you. Thank you, Lord."

"Oh. Nice to meet you, Autoclair"

"Best regards, Dear Autoclair,"

"Welcome. Who's my partner?

"All right, then I'll pull. Um... oh, this is my first time as well. Dragvandil"

"Come."

From the notebook that Mel opens, this time the sword "Tsugi", shaped like a bamboo, shows itself.

Near the height of Lord with his sword body alone, its sword "Tsugu" had a heavy, blunt steel color, which made him have a slightly different impression than the legendary arsenals he had ever seen.

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Dragvandil Inheritance Sword

The sword "Tsugu" was created by the ancient forge and became a legendary weapon by crossing the hands of various heroes.

Dragvandil is made of special steel with the properties of accumulating magic, and houses the magic of all those who have ever held this sword, Tsugu.

At the same time, he also inherited the souls and moves of the heroes, and the new possessor said he would catch a glimpse of the bravery of his forefathers in this sword, Tsugi.

Weapon Rank: [S]

Capability Rank: [SSS]

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"Ah..."

The moment you grip it, the indescribable weight that passes into its hands.

The inheritance sword had now passed to exactly the new possessor, telling him everything engraved on his sword body.

Lorde grips the thick, boneless pattern Tsukaga hard, and then magic the sword Tsukaga.

After all, Dragvandil, who emitted a dull steel light, quickly turned into a person, and the boneless sword Tsugi became a well-suited silver-haired big man, kneeling slowly without saying a word.

"First. My new heir. Let me introduce myself again. Non's name is Dragvandil. It made me feel like the only soul I could find. A vessel worthy of inheriting this body. Come on, tell me what it is."

"Thanks...... dragvandil. Well, now just have fun."

"... no haha! Aye, okay. Then let me show you my strength."

Moving to the center of the arena, the two legends quietly face each other.

Autoclair grabbed his own white sword, the sword, with one hand, and let it drip straight to the ground. The opposing Dragvandil grabbed the sword, the sword, with both hands, about the height of Autoclair, and pointed its cut at her.

The physique difference no longer needs to be spoken of, while the autoclair is about half that height, compared to Dragvandil, who is nearly three meters tall.

Between the two, there was a difference between adults and children without exaggeration.

But for a legendary weapon, physique difference is only one indicator of strength, and it never occupies much.

It knew better than anyone the Lord watching over the two of them.

That's how his silver arms point to the sky.

"... Begin!

In a moment, the earth swayed.

Just stepping in brings a stunning exhale to the viewer, and that blunt steel, which swung diagonally down from the top steps, rips the air to the skinny girlfriend for a moment.

... No, it seemed like it had come to that.

"... ugh!

Autoclair moved only half a step.

My eyes are still closed...... no, even if it was open, nothing would still appear in its sight, but as if I had known from the beginning that the blade would pass there, she had papered a punch that would have ended with a blow if I had eaten it.

A second stroke of shock that is instantly swept through.

Now bend it down and her blade will push in a straight line toward Dragvandil's face.

"Oh......!

Unexpectedly leaked voice.

When it definitely hit, Dragvandil was now wearing a thin-skinned piece of the blow that he was so sure of.

Slightly bent neck.

The eyesight alone follows the blade of the autoclair, and the muscles of the two arms of the dragvandil that brilliantly flashed through it are about to burst.

From the second shot, which swept away from the left to the right, his left leg was put out long before him, and the softening of the chase released from the bottom left to the top right, scattered the dirt and lawn onto her -

"Ugh!?

During the earlier attack, Autoclair was treading heavily on his right foot and releasing a poke with one right hand.

Such a gesture on her part, that wave that could not have been avoided.

However, Autoclair was not already on the spot and had moved from Dragvandil to the right safety zone.

She smiles with her eyes still closed, even with all the dirt and dust scattered.

"... I see. Have you read the magic of Non?"