- It goes back about 10 days from the tournament.
"There's a secret this time."
"Secret policy...?
A girl with a pleasant concesh was talking to a young man in front of her with an innocent smile that had nothing to do with her usual brilliance.
The time is past noon.
This is the last of the "matchmaking" that is done by sewing between assignments before the competition.
Princess Lilac M. Fangini's work is varied, and in most of it she is harsh and demanding.
The few who know the princess continue to be frightened, but there is no time for entertainment such as swinging the sword like this.
Still, it is only under the pretext of "martial arts competitions" that we can stay together like this.
The occasional laughter of the year that this first princess occasionally sees when the word "beautiful" fits well is a rare and cute moment when the little face hidden in the silver world's hair is only slightly emphasized.
"Yes, so I'll take you down next time."
As a matter of fact, her chest was carefully crafted to deal with Futa. I don't think it's impossible to win this time either.
The confident word is straight and the lion's head drops slightly.
I was duly chased down at the last tournament.
It was because of the fierce fighting that the venue boiled so much.
"Next time we win."
It was a strange feeling that the words resonated in my heart.
It was a strange feeling that the words were believed.
The mouth that draws the arc while tightening.
Lilac nodded to her satisfaction.
I'm looking forward to that.
"... is that so?"
"Fun" with all kinds of thoughts.
Huta will not allow defeat, but I appreciate her presence. Lilac narrowed his eyes to Huta's words, which were revealed in a complex mood.
Someday.
Lilac told Futa.
Let me hope. Since we met that day.
One year after that. Futa certainly meets Lilac's expectations.
Too much.
An oath under the stars.
And the thought of the night of the fireworks.
The many memories that can be vividly remembered when you close your eyes are a sure treasure that you won't mention in your mouth.
But that's why I know.
Futa must be expecting Lilac right now.
How many times in your life have you fought with expectations on your shoulders?
I said it with my mouth, but I didn't feel it.
But Lilac thinks.
I see. He saved his life, called himself a benefactor, and stood in front of you with the "expectations" he was carrying.
I wonder if it was so heavy.
― ― Arena Spectacular.
The cheers echo like a roar.
A dagger dancing freely and transcendentally as you sew between the crosses.
While sharpening his gaze at the trouble, Lilac's thoughts calmed down badly.
"You were more motivated than I imagined."
I managed to hold the bounced konzesh in my hand with my grip.
At the same time as she jumps back, she looks forward to a butler girl standing behind the Prim.
"Yes, I'm surprised myself...."
The words seemed genuine.
A smile that never breaks, and calm observation eyes. Rather than being a samurai, he is highly qualified as an assassin - a former band (Orchestra) assassin, Mion.
As far as Lilac is concerned, and then the record of the engagement with Eilon.
This time I thought it might be a declaration of war against the Iroon who dusted himself, but apparently not.
Her eyes, which looked around her and looked strange, clearly reflected the audience.
"Apparently, he doesn't just want to pay back his debt to Eilon."
The heat of the arena spectacular.
I had entered as a referee, but the more I was thrown into the vortex of hot war, the more I felt.
The fact that Prim was so obsessed with fighting the sword, that he broke that day. I felt like I knew both, and Mion laughed.
"It's just a little fun."
"You talk about yourself like other people."
"- Oh, you have experience with His Highness, too?
Then Lilac's eyes narrowed.
I soon realized that it was embarrassing my days in the cold imperial castle.
"Cheap provocation. If you've turned your enemies into good people, you'll need a reward."
"Isn't that on provocation?
Amazingly, "gold" stands in line with Lilac.
For a moment, I staggered my eyes. Eyroon shrugs his hair and intercepts Prim's cross with his fist from the front.
"Princess Lilac, you seem to have a rather low boiling point today."
"... yeah, well. I wasn't aware of it, but it looks like I'm not cool today."
"Do you know why?
In the meantime, Primal's attacks and Mion's collaboration never stopped.
Even so, it is because of the strength of each individual that words can be exchanged in a breathtaking manner.
For a moment, Lilac returned a positive word.
Looking at it again, I had a slight gear shift today.
"- Yes."
Well, then, please adjust it yourself.
That's right.
Cancer, an eye rune that kicks up Prim's cross.
Lilac calmly shook back the dagger that flew toward Ayroon.
Wow. There's plenty of room. These guys. "
"That sounds like fun to you, Prim."
Ehehe. Well! "
Yes, it is.
Lilac and Iroon continued their conversation in this way, but what is really strange is the barbarian with this cross standing in front of him.
Speaking of which, Mion is the Central Guard. Her moves can be tough, but if the opposite happens earlier - aiming for mions with Iron and Lilac - it will probably settle soon.
The one who stands in front of the two is the Princess of Shining Night of the Changshan Cross.
I used to think it was a threat, but this is troublesome.
The less tense eye rune and the slightly disadvantageous situation in Lilac, which had been going around for a while.
I think it would be faster to beat the eye rune from behind and let it bleed.
Nevertheless.
Prim's naive smile really made him feel like he was enjoying this "fighting sword."
Looking ahead, she is watching to be able to perform the "Guide Star" at any time.
Stuck there, finished with a mion.
Perhaps that's what I've been thinking since the beginning.
That much hit me. And it's pretty nasty.
It is difficult to deal with even if I know it. Their skill is not cheap enough to attack because the seeds are broken.
Naturally, Lilac's cheeks also relaxed.
"... sure, fighting you guys is fun."
"Hmm?
That was what I thought earlier, when the weather and rain collided.
"--I only remembered the last fight with Futa."
"Ah...."
I haven't forgotten anything else, but it's not a remembrance of a sword. The opponent is that Bob anyway.
The durability may have been eye-catching. However, the comparison of technology, which can be said to be the daunting taste of the fighting sword, was not there.
To be honest, I envied the match between Iron and Prim. Whatever the outcome.
Though...
Just, yeah.
"I want to go further than the fun here."
……
Prim's mouth angle rises slightly.
Eyroon raised her eyebrows and Mion tightened her expression.
Lilac's fighting spirit swells up.
"That's why I'm really going. I won't hesitate."
--I want to be a champion someday.
I don't think that this wish is going to end today or tomorrow.
That's why we don't crash the piles we have today and tomorrow. That's no reason not to try. Maybe we can get over it this time.
That's what I instinctively know when I finally reach that height after bumping into it every time.
Besides...
Is that my song?... that's right. Wherever I am right now, it's like I'm a champion... that's a good song. "
He can't bear to look at someone who isn't himself.
"So I will do my best to win."
It lights up in the snow eyes.
The will to "win" hits Stardust from the front.
Mion took a breath and smiled vigorously.
"I can't believe you're only looking at the stepping stone. You're scratching your feet.
An incredible fighting spirit, when I cut myself in front of an eye rune or more.
I see. The name "Kingdom's strongest" is not Date.
"That's a good temper. Well then, shall I do it properly?"
"You didn't mean to do it right?
"Yeah, well. It sounds good when it comes to tag matches, but... it's not like it's over if you take one of them down."
"Either way. Give it up."
"... well, that's good. I'll be there if I owe you back."
Eyron B. Smiles' gaze.
And look ahead to Lilac M. Fangini.
A girl holding a cross plays with the object when she comes around.
Ehehe
Laughing at the two persuasions from the front.
Like a noble kid running around the ground after school.
"To the princess, Iroon. Are you both serious?... that's nice."
Oh, it's fun enough.
But...
"I want to win, I want to move on. --I got that feeling. Then call me. But then I'll never stop."
Then, the front is pointed straight at the incision.
Princess Shining Night of the Changshan Cross draws a thin arc around her mouth.
I'm not going to kill you, but I'm going to kill you, so don't die.
Yeah, I kind of felt that way.
Lilac feels "convinced" by the fighting spirit of the girl in front of her.
Same as a year ago, different.
No, it's not the same as the last tournament.
The biggest reason I felt threatened was because of her.
"- I see. You did something, Eileen."
"It would be better if it were done. Well, I guess. If Princess Lilac is serious and Prim wants to kill her."
One tongue, one tongue.
"Ahhh..."
"--Isn 't it fun?"
Primes and eye-runes were slightly twisted earlier, and they cut each other in front of each other.
And the next moment, the eye rune disappeared.
Baki, the sound of iron echoing.
The kick of the released eye rune was caught with the blade of the cross. The goat stopped his foot like a hammer, and if it slightly shifted, the part that was not protected by the toenails was cut off.
The feeling of the dead line is pleasant.
"Hmm, it's dangerous. I almost cut my leg off."
"... why are you so warm when you say you're going to kill me?"
I don't know, just look away.
Prim's pupils open and his insanely pleasant smile wears an eye-rune.
"So (...), be careful (...)"
"Ah, ahaha!! I have to come!!
"Trust" in the opponent's strength.
That adds a step to Prim's mastery.
Changshan Cross Spear is originally a killing technique.
The genius further polished his arm in the place called King's City.
No need for restraint. If you believe in the opponent's skill.
― Well, let's do it.
Before Lilac turns his eyes quietly, he sees a mion calmly gauging the situation.
Mion seemed very calm when Eyroon and Prim bumped into each other. Perhaps she already understands Prim's thoughts.
"Stream is the only band in The Orchestra that led the troops."
"You provoke people, Your Highness."
"Well, I was just saying I'd like to take a look around."
"Really? Well..."
Mion is by no means powerful.
But she's the Commander.
With a Prim in front of her, her abilities are fulfilled.
"Your Majesty's plan and ours. Let's see which one is stronger."
"... the maneuver you've been working on?
"You don't have to play dumb. His Highness, who held a horse named Iroon, could not have come here by hand. Not to mention the strong will to win earlier. People like you already have a strategy for all your opponents."
"... I see?
In fact, it was true.
It is also impressive that it is something I often see.
I knew that my secretary, Mion, was always watching me. It would be the biggest enemy for Richter anyway.
So this is a challenge.
I mean, is that it?
Kick a pebble rolling at your feet in a boring manner.
Ayroon decided that the ground would be the remnant of what he had just broken - but that extra thought was immediately driven to the corner.
"You think you can break my plan in the field?
"I'll tell you something good, Your Highness."
"Commander" laughs impatiently.
And then...
Opening (fanfare)
The thread splashes toward the colliding eye runes and prime.
And then...
"Ku"
"There!!!
Mion's dagger, which created a gap for a moment, poked him with an illusion and received a cross that Prim had hit while rotating as if he were alone.
Mion tells Lilac that he looks at her as she blows up.
"There is a way of doing things at the scene. And..."
"... I see. If strength is reversed, intervention is minimal. Then Prim will kill us both in an instant."
"Only people like you who say things above the scene are right."
"Is that so?"
Then Lilac tells him.
"I'll tell you."
With a dull sound, Mion inadvertently shifts his gaze from the lilac. Beyond that, he stood up with a recoil from where he hit the ground and ran with an ecstatic smile without crushing the prime.
"One of our operations from the beginning."
Stand up for Konzesh and deviate from the mion.
Waving your sword as if it wasn't in your eyes.
The eye-rune with his fist gripped against the prime.
Lilac said nothing.
"Drop the Primes alone!!
The eye rune jumped. Lilac releases the prick straight away.
The sight was not very pleasant.
Prim laughed.
Tsuneyama Cross: A Guide Star
It is the best technique of the Changshan Cross, which boasts overwhelming defense performance in interpersonal.
Two high-powered gladiators collide without being defeated head-on!