Sword of the Philosopher

Guided by the instructions of Anastasia was a small cabin about the border between the mountains and the woods. This time Richard goes along with him and discovers a small cabin.

"Oh, that one. Hey, Eirad."

Anastasia calling from the outside. But there's no response.

"Hmm, what if he's asleep? He said he was old, but he slept until noon."

"... I guess it doesn't mean I'll get up early because I'm an old man"

Anastasia shrugs her shoulders to my point.

"Well, in the case of him, there are a lot of patterns where he can't wake up from a hangover caused by alcohol."

"... just to be sure, you're reliable and strong, aren't you?

"What, are you suspicious?

"I'm getting anxious about something..."

"Well, don't worry"

Marquis waving his hand patterned.

"Oh, yeah. I'm in a terrible mood the day after I drink, and there's a pattern that when I'm bad, it even comes out to my sword."

"... can I go home?

Why don't you come here and talk about Loc...

"Because I'm not sure of my arm. Hey, Eiradeau."

Calling again. If calling names from the outside, is that why knocking on doors suddenly strikes me?

Either way, I have one thing figured out… in the end, the person is Anastasia, so the person also deserves it. Whatever your strength is.

A little while later, I heard a shoe. I'm at home for now.

Eventually the door slowly opened. What I saw was...

"Long time no see."

- Old man with gray hair. But my ankles are naturally neat and I feel skinny but terribly core through them.

My gaze is shooting us straight through the gap, but that makes me feel somewhat intimidated... the atmosphere of a samurai of a hundred wars, and I can understand Anastasia trying to cooperate.

"I came all the way here... hmm, is that the guest behind you in the mansion?

I'm not a collaborator.

"... have you finally moved for the defeat of the Emperor"

Why didn't you do it before, Eirad exhaling in the feeling.

"It was a long time ago...... no, in this case you mean you were secretly preparing?

"Well, there's a twist... I'd like to talk to you."

"Oh, I don't mind"

Nodding Eirad. Not a single gap in his waist. I see, that's real.

"By the way, then, what have you been up to?

"The bump I was drinking last night came around and I was down with a hangover"

"Dude..."

Foreword withdrawn. Are you sure you're okay? No, should I be surprised that there are no gaps even in that state in this case?

"Right or right. By the way, do you give your guests as much confectionery as you want?

"I'm sorry, but I didn't put that stuff away. There's plenty of booze."

"You can't drink under these circumstances."

"Well, I was hoping I could do as much with you when it came to booze."

... Hey, are you sure you're okay?

Anxious from the bottom of my heart, Anastasia looked back at us.

"What's up? It's small, but there's room for you to sit down, okay?

"Confirmation, but you're reliable and strong, aren't you?

"Test your strength only after you're done talking."

Anastasia invited us.

"Well don't worry...... let's just say we talk fast"

Something simple in the house that has just as few rooms as Shasta's. We begin our conversation by enclosing a round table that exists as the only large piece of furniture.

"... Hmm, roughly understood"

says Eirad. Anastasia told me a lot about this battle while saving moderately about me and Richard's material. Nehmeisa's Rebellion… Eirad, who heard it, sighs.

"I'm surprised that Lord Nehmeisa... And an artificial dragon? All I have to do is deal with one of the knights."

"Are you dissatisfied?

"It's not like that...... okay. There seems to be a complicated situation involved, but I'm not going to ask for any more details either. Mostly because my brain is degenerating. My head doesn't understand."

... This is how it's always going. Even though my waist is cool.

"The point is, all we have to do is get rid of the enemies that are an obstacle to the fight against Nehmeisa, right?

"You're right. I am preparing for the showdown with all sorts of things for that. I want Eirad to do the same."

"... if you need my help, you can call. I'm not going into the Mansion."

"We're currently working on an enemy force analysis. If you decide it's inappropriate in Aylad right now, you'll have to try harder."

"You mean those knights are so opponents?

Interestingly - that's what Eyrad asks back with sharp eyes.

The thing that interests me most is how strong you are, rather than about your enemies... Will the stronger the enemy, the burner it feels?

"Some parts are unknown at present, so it cannot be determined. But it doesn't look like it's over just because you have amazing regenerative abilities and you put a knife in it."

"Well, that's funny. I'd love to get my hands on it."

"... So, Eirad. As far as I'm concerned, I'm not suspicious of your arms, but I need to compare whether you can fight them by looking into the knights."

"He wants to see his strength once and for all now?

- No wonder that's the way the story goes. I mean, I knew it too.

So we're going to continue with Forfa and see what we can do.

"I don't know who you're dealing with."

"Oh, Anastasia. There are conditions for that."

That said, Eirad glanced at me and Sophia.

"You two are quite a user, aren't you? I'd love to make it work."

... both. That's really belligerent.

"Lord Luon, oh, I'm telling you, what shall we do?

"Don't worry about it. He wants to do it."

"Then let's do it."

That's why I'm going outside. Eirado and Sophia face each other first in front of the house.

So first Sophia asked the question.

"Do you have any rules?

"That's magic and moves, can you use them both? I don't care how you do it."

That, I haven't said anything about her...

"Aylad, why did you notice?

When Anastasia asked the question, he shrugged his shoulders.

"Different from the behavior of the erection in those who are learning only the sword and those who are learning magic in parallel"

You know what I'm talking about, not signs... but a pile of war history.

"Your daughter apparently tries to weave her magical powers on her sword. The magnitude of that power... definitely outweighs me."

Do you swear there?

"There is a difference in the magnitude of magic, which is quite painful. It has something to do with magic enhancement. But there are many ways to face it"

"Then let me see."

Anastasia says. Then Eirad pulled out his sword, and so did Sophia, as he called out.

"Fine. Let me show you how far a demonic old soldier can go."

At the same time as the declaration, Eirad runs. Sophia responded accordingly again - the battle began.