... [Destruction God Dordina] was crushed and [Smoking Crazy Fang Bander Snatch] was taken.

There's only one more sword left for me.

I wasn't expecting to use it here... but I had no choice.

[Dimension]

I raise my arms as I chant.

In his own hand, a red and black wave of sword appears.

"The brilliance of that sword... is no way, the blade of the godly traitor of the brave Meer"

As Howgrey put it, this sword was brought to Crave, who was under the authority of former brave Meer.

The official name is [Reivatein of Imperial Life].

When Ilsia was tried, she recovered what was left behind.

He says it is a demon sword that gives tremendous power to its owner but cuts his life off every time he waves it.

Just so we're clear, it's just a force to deal with Howgrey.

Howgrey's physical abilities in themselves are only to the same extent as Saint Knights' miscellaneous soldiers.

With force and speed, I'm not going to be behind either.

Howgrey's unusual gait, his uncharted swordsmanship is also troublesome, but that's not his best weapon.

His greatest weapon lies in his excessively sophisticated sword muscles and movements, and his sharpness in reading.

Even if others had that strange power, it couldn't be a great threat.

Because Howgley is reading and using my movements accurately, they are reflected as irresponsible irregularities.

It doesn't make much sense where you've watered down your power with weapons.

That's why I wanted to compete with [Destruction God Dordina], who uses his strengths in strength battles.

But all I have left is this sword.

"... I had no idea that the sword-wielder would appear to challenge the eagle who became the stewardess of the Virgin. Maybe it's destiny."

Howgrey squeaks.

"This is the first time in my life that I've really been going to fight this far. It really surprised me, but let's end it."

Howgrey turns the tip of the blade of the two swords towards me.

"Illussian opponents, you say, didn't mean it?

"I'm not insulting you and saying it. That dragon wasn't a swordsman, so I'm just saying it wasn't necessary."

"... you would be the only one in the world who could say that"

I understand the meaning of Howgrey's words.

Howgrey will never be able to get the blade to him without accurately hunting him down.

Range attacks and differences in physical abilities work advantageously, but they have irregular powers that can't be captured by any scratch unless they are swordsman's stuffing.

"Coming."

Howgrey dropped his posture and kicked the ground.

The moment Howgrey shook the blade, its appearance disappeared from his sight and abruptly appeared at present.

Got hit.

I couldn't fully react, but I probably poked a gap in my exploration as a swordsman and approached him with that strange move.

Where the battle congestion is stuck, it's nothing more than predicting the opponent's movements from a vast pattern of the past that this is how it should come.

Against that irregular move of haugrey that is unprecedented, it could rather be the result of a leg pull.

I prevented a blow from the great sword of Howgrey, but at that moment a severe pain ran in my abdomen.

By the dagger, he slashed his flank.

To deal with a second slash, you need to twist your body and avoid it.

No...... no!

His second slaughter has a great shackle.

The slaughter can only be activated in a determined orientation, and there is also a tie in the subsequent movement of the body.

Then tap the blade into its destination and you can slash Howgrey instead of taking a second slap!

As I looked back, I waved my sword to the assumed Howgrey coordinates.

Howgrey was making the same move as I predicted.

At that time, it looked solid.

Howgrey swords were slightly lit.

I can use it too.

Definitely [Blade of the Demon].

Cut off the magic and destroy the magic phenomenon.

Why was Howgrey using that skill now?

"A little too cheap"

Howgrey is in another distorted motion, rubbing my blade through and away at high speed.

I don't know how many times I've seen it already.

There's always been a place to get hooked.

I had a strange sense of readiness.

The moment Howgrey started making distorted moves, I could understand with my head what this was and where it was going to land.

Howgrey on his way to work with strange mobility and his eyes met.

He was surprised to see me, too.

I didn't think so, but I just have to bet on this.

Two big steps and a flash.

My blade meshed with the fast moving how-grey track.

Howgrey's body is bounced in the opposite direction.

Howgrey was away, poking his knee faceless.

Late I realized what I had done.

I completely broke Howgrey's gait.

It could fit perfectly during the movement, not in the stop position.

It seemed to have been prevented by mysterious means of defense that even the attacks of Ilsia had been constant, but to see the battle so far, I didn't really want to use it.

Perhaps the magic drain is quite high.

"... I didn't know it would really break"

But Howgrey says so, but I still didn't know how it worked.

There's just something for sure.

The second slaughter has been diverted from the movement of [God's Speed Flash], and the sword has been granted the effect of [Demon Blade] and [Armor Throughout].

That walking technique incorporates the movement of [God's Speed Flash] and [High Jump].

But simply utilizing your skills together will never be that move.

It remains unclear there, but the regularity of that movement can now be understood.

From the beginning, it was my specialty to postpone the battle with a swordsman of character with a touch of toughness in front of him and take him in after uncovering his swordsmanship.

This time, that took the form of getting the most out of it.

But as far as I can tell, the difference in howgray stands out.

Even if we proceed with the discussion after we have figured it out so far, we can only conclude that that oddity in Howgrey can't be scratched any way.

"What the hell did you do...?

I didn't think you had an answer.

But Howgrey smiled slightly in his mouth, answering with loneliness.

"In this world, there is crude. Ironically, it is the truth that came to the end of the sword's journey, when the eagle realized the dignity of life after the war and vowed only to kill for what he ate"

I kept my mouth open with my sword firmly in place, not even during the battle.