Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

Finally, the first game began.

Immediately after the start, neither of them still works.

Now they're both slowly moving sideways as they make their way.

I'm watching the opportunity to jump in.

Guns Verheit has been informed that he is good at footing.

Probably the type who scratches around with his feet.

I hear that some of those who fought in combat classes in the past lost without ever matching their swords with Guns during the game.

In the Holy Ruins attack, he's also the cutting captain.

The role of continuing to attract demonic attacks on the front line, leading from there to allied attacks.

Thanks to the skill of your feet, you don't think you can get in the way of a brawl?

Strong in turmoil means excellent judgment of the situation and broad horizons.

And a proud leg that takes advantage of its judgment and breadth of vision.

This game will be a battle against that proud leg.

The situation moves.

Moved first, Mr. Ira.

Pack your time with Guns with your sword pulled back.

Guns, move diagonally back in steps.

Mr. Ira rotates the axis of his foot to change direction and chases him.

Guns must have now measured Mr. Ira's instantaneous force and speed of change of direction.

The speed of the steps is real too.

Normally, fast.

Still, Mr. Ira stuffed an intermission with Guns.

Until the distance the sword reaches.

Before the game, I was discussing how to fight Mr. Ira.

'They seem to be good with foot tweezers. So I figured out two ways of warfare. "

"Two!? Amazing, Crohiko!

'No... even when it comes to methods of warfare, it's not as big as saying... Yeah, well, the first is a method of warfare that targets the opponent's feet thoroughly from right after the start. Anyway, if you get close enough to reach the attack, aim even at your opponent's foot. Oh, you don't have to force yourself to aim for an effective hit at first'

"Don't you have to aim?

'First, just make them understand that you're coming to crush your leg. That way you can focus your opponent's defensive consciousness on your feet. If your legs are strong, you should almost certainly try to protect them'

'Oh well... so you're targeting other areas where your defenses have diminished, huh?

'That's right. And if you feel this intent has been read, please disperse the attack to another area in moderation. And make him think that there's an attack on other parts, and then go for his legs again. Anyway, I don't think it's easy for them to just feel that their legs are being targeted.'

'Yeah... what if the opponent's speed is faster than expected and he can't get close enough to reach the attack?

'When you feel like you can't catch up, look into the other person's eyes or first move to predict the direction of movement, and try to release the surgical formula in the direction of predicting movement. Just make them aware of that should make it somewhat difficult for them to move, too. This will be Isla's area of predictive power…'

'Oh, well... haha, I just thought about sticking with my sword'

'Due to the rules of the tournament, we can hardly expect those with the power of the technique… there should be some use for it to be stopped. Anyway, first, inhibit the opponent's movement and slow down his pride. This is the first method of warfare. And the second is -'

Guns prevented Ira from attacking her sword, which was aimed at her leg.

"Again, have you been after my feet"

Mr. Ira fires a second blow.

Next leg.

Guns prevents it.

Third and fourth strikes. Target is foot.

Fifth shot.

As we first talked about the method of warfare, this time scattering an attack on our arms.

But Guns dodges Mr. Ira's attack.

I still use my feet well.

It also has a great sense of distance measurement.

Even then, Mr. Ira releases a series of attacks, but Guns freely uses his proud feet to avoid them.

Aside from the legs, he also seems to have good visual acuity.

"That's Guns. The other kid's attacking, you can't hit it at all."

"No, no, you're about a single-digit candidate to be able to keep up with that speed. He's just stuck in time until the attack arrives, and he's doing great too."

"Sort of. But the only way I can keep up with Guns' speed is if it's not a single-digit table, it's like Cecily Arklite at best."

As the spectator put it, it's true that Guns moves fast.

Guns breathes briefly.

"That's pretty good, Ira Horn. I've been measuring your power before, but it's a force I don't think I'm a freshman. But..."

Saying, now Guns has moved on to the offensive posture.

Mr. Ira is packing a tight distance.

"At that level of speed and sword strike, the two chairmen will not be able to... even beat the candidate for the Little Sacred Ten Digital Table, which will be difficult"

Guns steps on the floor.

"I'm afraid that's it, Ira Horn."

"Finally, I get it"

"What?"

"Which method of warfare should I go to?"

In a moment, Mr. Ira "sealed" Guns' jump in.

I jumped in from Mr. Ira, timing Guns' move.

The speed of that jump was far above the speed it had ever been.

"Become!? This, speed...... Huh!?

Mr. Ira, who jumped in time, waves his sword.

"The Method of War - The Second"

Whispering, I could see Ira squeaking like that (I could hear that squeaking because she was concentrating her hearing around Ira with the power of a curseless host).

Second method of warfare.

That 's--

"The second method of warfare is if Ira's speed exceeded her opponent's."

"Huh? That way of fighting...... I wonder if I can use it?

'For a minute or so from the start of the match, use it to identify your opponent's power. So you don't have to be fully open at first'

"Yeah, okay."

'So, if you decide you're faster than your opponent... at Isla's discretion, you can throw away the first method of warfare'

'You mean you don't have to fight your opponent in a way that slows them down?

"Yes. At that time -"

Go win as much as you can, I told him.

"Oh, come on! Guns trying to evade, he's gone around!?

"Shh, shh!? Besides, that kid just generated a floating attack technique behind Guns!? A few seconds, but he took the way out of my back!

I left the procedure to Mr. Ira, but the speed at which I would shoot that procedure was unexpected.

Fast.

Good use too.

And travel speed.

Sure, Guns was fast.

But it's only "normally" fast.

Mr. Ira's sword strike strikes Guns with a random blow.

"Come on!"

But Guns isn't just a guy with legs either.

Intercept with momentum sword speed.

In addition, Guns used his best foot on the attack.

He has good control of the center of gravity of the body with axial movement of the foot and moderate stepping.

But...

"Seriously... I can't believe Guns hasn't cut off his opponent's attack..."

"Guns also uses foot movements to attack. So Guns' attack has momentum, and what's so powerful about it... but you push it down..."

"... okay, it's a trick"

"Trouble?"

"It's a trick, Guns is losing... take a good look"

"... really. You're on the defensive side because you're losing by the trick... you can't even get an effective hit, but you've also got a small attack..."

Mr. Ira's return to attack all depicts a straight track.

The same is true when attacking, but Mr. Ira's attack and return trajectory are almost straight track.

her good track.

The faster the return, the faster the next attack occurs.

That straight track she is good at is also suitable for constant continuous attacks.

Besides...

"Ah, that kid's attack... the speed doesn't fade away completely. What strength..."

by-products obtained by Ms. Ira in previous harsh long periods of training.

That's an overwhelming stamina.

With this short game time, attacking in full won't cut the stamina.

That's when Guns was forced to re-orbit the attack.

From the way I twisted my body, it was obvious that I was ready to hurt and I was impotent.

But the blow succeeded in escaping Mr. Ira's attack.

Using the momentum that played the opponent's offense, Guns kept his distance.

- In the earthquake, did you come like this?

Guns' right finger glows.

Ceremony.

Probably going to use it instead of a shield or smokescreen and buy some time to breathe and get in shape.

Guns' right finger painted the operation.

Bassi!

"- Eh!"

Mr. Ira's sword struck Guns' right hand, which was about to paint a surgical ceremony.

In a blow from an unscrupulous posture that tempered the strain on his body, Guns escaped the storm of slaughter.

But Mr. Ira packed the time again, faster than Guns could have imagined.

Surprisingly, Guns tries to leave the spot with a foot judgment he was proud of.

The guns were released from "The Direction I Tried to Move".

"Gu - ha!?

As much as it inhibits Guns from moving, Isla's sideburn, which was moving ahead, hits.

"Yu, effectively hit!

Judge puts an effective hit on Mr. Ira.

"Ku......!

Even your neck, fluttering Guns.

Mr. Ira attempts a pursuit.

Aim - feet.

I came here and went to destroy the other party's last line of request.

Even when you decide which way to go shortly after the game starts.

You can also aim at the other person's foot.

Faithfully, he's doing my bidding.

Do you mean that you trust me so much?

"... wait!

Guns controlled it by hand.

Mr. Ira, stop the attack.

"Judge… I surrender. My... losing. There's no point in going on any further."

Once a judge compares Gance to Mr. Ira.

And I raised my hand to Mr. Ira's side.

"Due to the surrender of Guns Verheit... the winner - Ira Horn!

I won.

Ira's, you win.

At last the tense thread loosened, and I exhaled.

The spectators are circling their eyes.

"but Guns lost to freshman year......?

"Guns, weren't you feeling well today?

"Duh, I don't know... I was caught off guard because they were cute girls..."

"Either way, I can't believe it..."

Ira lowered her head to Mr. Guns.

"Oh, um... thank you, thank you"

Smile as Guns punches his hand around his battered neck.

"Hey, thanks to the loser... if you don't like it, it's the opposite of flogging"

"Huh? Oh, no. No! Atashi, I didn't mean to..."

Mr. Ira waves and denies it.

"Well, it's true that you won. Regrettably, this is the result. You were stronger than me. That's just it. But if I may say so..."

Gance's eyes narrow.

"I've fought two chairmen before. Student chairman means in combat class. Chairman Kazaki was asked to take an informal arms test match. Again, I hate to lose...... I've been working hard to beat those two ever since I defeated them to today. There, this Holy Martial Arts Festival… I thought that the best stage had been prepared"

Guns looked at Ira's hand.

"But... when I say if I was confident I'd beat those two, it's actually a subtle place. The reason for this is… the difference in talent."

"Talent..."

"Yep. I've fought a lot of candidates, including arm trials so far. In the meantime, I felt an overwhelming difference in talent - the three of us."

Three.

"Doristos Quircigna, Couderca Ferraris, Beoza Fallontesa"

Are those three names still to be named?

"Those endowed with talent have no similarity from my eyes"

"Similar...?

"A truly talented man has something just for him. The air that releases, the atmosphere that wraps up… the shape of the battle doesn't fit into the general frame either. You have Something that no one can imitate. I consider such a person to be a genius. That Cecily Arklite, for example, would also be the side of genius in that sense. In fact, it seems like she has the only form of attack she has."

I have a good grasp.

Guns is right, Mr. Cecily's type of attack is not so easy to imitate.

"But Ira Horn. I do feel you have certain talents and qualities. But - in the realm of those geniuses is the talent part, not far from it. Overwhelmingly, inferior. I felt that way."

Don't hesitate, Guns said.

Mr. Ira leaned down and clenched her fist in.

"Yes...... I know. The talent of Atashi is not as good as those people."

"That's why I want you to win"

"Huh?"

Mr. Ira looks up.

"Regrettably, I am also a talented and inferior person"

Gance to drop his gaze on his own palm.

"And... I saw that most of your strengths now are those you've gained from your own stack of efforts"

Guns' eyes tore his skin in training again, and he looked at Mame's crushed Ira's hand.

"I... I'd like to see people like you beat Genius for Building Efforts."

Phew, and Guns smiles.

"I really wanted to be that kind of person... but I still didn't seem to be trying hard enough"

Guns offered his hand.

"Win, Ira Horn. I'm here for you, far away."

"Oh, thank you very much...... good luck Atashi"

That's how Ira held Guns' hand powerfully in the palm of the training certificate.