Star Slashing Swordsman

"Ah, ha. hahaha, hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!

Sounds, sounds, doesn't stop ringing.

The sound of the roaring spear went up without knowing the upper limit, and the speed at which visibility could be afforded in the old days had been exceeded.

A state in which the earliest possible time each other leaves themselves to their instincts in advance of each other's visibility, waving their swords in anticipation of optimal solutions. The point where the gaze is directed, the movement of the muscles, the orbit of the sword just before. Although a standard of judgment exists without, even for a moment, before this exchange that leaves even the sound behind, the act of "thinking" is nothing more than the earliest act of suicide.

Therefore, none.

The brilliant trajectory on silver pours down on me like a rainstorm endlessly -- just moments after that momentum disappears, a sword line strikes from both directions that arcs even faster than a moment ago.

Even its repetition.

Exactly that--change-of-pace.

Lilea who makes her laugh wildly and behaves as if she has abandoned reason and calm, but the fruit, the way she fights, is sensible everywhere.

But even though my head knows I'm just letting my instincts take hold of her best two letters, my body can't chase me down.

Moreover, because of the way they fight, which can be considered unique, they still had to turn to the guardians.

"You can't beat me like that!? Hey, hey! Hey, yeah, yeah!!!

"... eh"

We also know that if we don't turn to offense, we won't be pointed out.

But I don't see any gaps at all that I can do that. So I kept waiting for Ji and the moment because I was patient, but it didn't seem to be funny to Lilea at all.

With words, the fighting seeping gaze that pressed me to the limit shoots me through and even appeals to me.

"You don't want to give me time to attack, you did that well, I could say, hey!!

An endless series of vertical and horizontal attacks that come with the momentum of arrows drawn to their limits. Critical outline to do while anticipating that track. A metal noise that I'm used to hearing kick ass beats my eardrum, and it sounds like it keeps standing up twice or three times.

That's what I'm saying, but the real Lilea is aiming for the moment when Tiger Sight and I turn to attack, I can see it all.

Therefore, even if I thought it would be a pleasure to ride that provocation, I still can't step in as I wish.

You can't take action in a detour because it looks like you're trapped in madness and, in fact, it's a way of fighting that state of habit and saving you any waste.

Come on, what do we do, it's just octagonal.

It's just that the more time you take, the more disadvantageous it will be to me. If so ----.

"--hehe, haha"

At the same time as I decide to be ready.

As if waiting for it. Lilea narrowed her eyes and smiled, trying only to describe it as creepy.

"Yes, that's it. That's it."

And even words affirm it.

That's what I've been waiting for.

Obviously, the joy of knowing that was so was held behind his eyes, and Kihiko, again.

... I didn't mean to take action exactly the way Lilea wanted.

But even if we can wait because that's the only way to open it, we have to do it.

Besides, you can never get me wrong (...).

This is only the scope of the match. Wrong is not killing each other.

Although even this is an impending killer, it is a by-product because we enjoy this situation to the fullest.

If it is, failure is only a loss to fear.

Losing doesn't mean it's all over.

So, while --preventing the rain showers from pouring down, I spit out the evil spirits in my brain with a sharp exhalation.

And again, jump back.

"............ yeah?

When I thought I was ready, I took my distance without coming towards me. Lilea frowned at the behavior that conceived the contradiction.

... What do you mean?

I was wondering if you even blew it in cowardice.

And then I stopped the movement of the sword line, which had several arcs in the void like a whip, and Lilea looked at me -- and I carved more wrinkles between my eyebrows.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

"... are you kidding me?

"I'm not kidding. I'm always serious."

Eventually the quality of the wind changes.

The appearance of the overwhelming wind was influenced by the overflowing fighting spirit or only slightly changed.

I can either feel that slight change, or I can disappear with the discouraged emotions that were floating in Lilea's expression. If you say so, it's --blindly in love, falling out, but is it right?

I'm sure the reason for this is --because I was in the hall so unlikely to have that structure, I think.

"Best of all, --not everything Lilea knows."

The main road is above all the optimal solution weighed on functionality. The idea is not wrong.

However, some people in the world can't be measured by common sense. That's what people call a common sense wall of trash. They beat it down and move on.

I'm not convinced that I'm an easier match than I was.

"Heh...?

You fight normally and you only get jilli poor where you cross swords, so you still have to change the way you attack to win.

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Blank thoughts. And for a few seconds.

At this time, only at this moment could I afford to just do it.

And Sophia's words past the back of her brain.

If I lose to Lilea then ----.

I think I know how she feels when she talks about it. Most importantly, perhaps Sophia has been told something by her father as well.

I'm sure that doesn't make me impotent, or do you want me to keep a good eye on nothing with that loc? Maybe that's the place.

Therefore, I must show in my actions that my care is useless. Proof must be given.

And the shortest way to make it happen is for us to embody the "strongest" that exists in us ------!

"It's far from real, but still ------"

--Because I thought it was worth a try at times like this.

So the backbone of sword moves as well as "moves".

In addition, even physical surgery tries to mimic.

Strange, both legs were so light that they illusioned that feathers had grown.

"Ki, mi...... come on, when are you going to imitate that,"

Somehow, Lilea squeaks with amazement open her eyes. The voice was laughing funny.

--Magic to the legs as well as the hands.

Those words continued, but without listening to them for a long time, focus your consciousness on the sword in your hand.

Eventually, I try to start being meaty to Lilea again. But.

…………

Whatever you think, silently Lilea was letting the two swords she was holding fall out of her hands.

Heavy metal noise.

"... if you fight a boulder in that state, you won't just get hurt."

... Though not my in-laws I could have said.

and words are added to the degree of sorry.

"Damn. It's fascinating to exchange swords with you for using it, but... doing that will definitely hurt either me or you." The wizard hunt is more noisy than this, and I'll stop now. "

This is the final line.

Lilea raised both hands, saying it was a critical line that could be stopped by reason.

--Surrender.

And not just words, not even deeds.

... Indeed, Lilea is right, "Wizard hunting" is not a good way to take a fatal injury in the presence of a raw man.

However, I would have liked to have just exchanged a few more swords anyway, but this is only a match.

I slowly calm the fever that burned up once in me by telling me that it was not a killing.

That strange feeling with light legs so as to interact with it also disappears. It was similar to what it felt like when you unleashed a shooting star.

"--But where did you learn that? Such a craftsman."

That's what Lilea asks of me as she picks up the sheath with the two swords she kept off her hands.

But.

"... Sa, huh? Somehow, I just felt like I could imitate it, so I don't care."

I don't understand how my legs got so light myself.

Maybe how much of an act that is.

"... imitation?

"Well, when I tried to imitate the ideals that I could think of... I realized that it would be."

Needless to say, it is an imitation of the 'star slayer' man.

"Trying to imitate, huh? As long as it takes.... you better not forget how it feels. Remember, I don't think there's any harm in that."