The Branded Female Fencer

"(No, this guy was originally a two-swordsman. There is hardly such a genre in Alexandria's sword, but the sword used with a dear face was so rough and famous. I used to be able to slash and lay low in a forceful way because the line was still thin, but I also thought it was quite dangerous. I'm remembering)"

Seeing the confrontation between Rhine and Ivanzard, Lexus and Louis crush their thoughts.

"Lexus, what do you think?

"Mine's selfish, but that's a sword move, isn't it? I've never seen a two-sword genre, and a two-sword that's not combined with a little machete."

"Really?

"It's an amateur idea to be strong with two swords. Usually one bottle is stronger. If you want to have two bottles, change the length and change the sword muscle is the way to go. Well, I don't know what to do."

Like Lexus, Louis feels the same way, but on the other hand, the knights of Alexandria discuss it. There was also Diore there.

"Lord Ivanzard has become two swords."

"You mean so many opponents"

"Well, then you do. 'Cause they're so anecdotal in the military..."

"Shh!"

A knight who hastily blocks the mouth of his companions because of his haste in front of Diore, but Diore was focused on the game and never heard the conversation.

"(Well, what do we do? Ivanzard's two swords struggle even with me without magic. Let me see, you mean it. And come and win to me!

Diore's eyes add radiance. And...

"Oops!"

It was the line who set it up with the temper. Fast sword moves that aren't as good as staying together, but pack the time in two steps. In an instant in time for Ivanzard, he provokes an Ivanzard attack to the point of not waving his sword.

Ivanzard was going to fight back after preventing the first blow to the line, but he doesn't expect the line to jump in and he gets a backlash. The line slips it or it strikes a blow in as it is.

Ivanzard prevents Ivanzard from striking back by striking back at the line and striking back at the blow that is carried out further. The audience had also forgotten to see it thrive on an invisible high-speed offense.

"In the sense of being antagonistic, that's definitely the best offense of the Games right now"

"Yes."

Roch and Venn, with their faces out of the pantry, divulge their thoughts. And Lexus gave Louis a stand on Ivanzard's sword.

"Surprised. That knight can use the left and right exactly the same."

"Are you double-handed?

"Of course, I know you have one of your natural advantages, but I'm training you to use them completely evenly. I've never seen a brilliant two-swordsman so far. I've got enough arm strength, and I guess without a bleeding effort that doesn't suit my face, and a natural dislike for losing, oh yeah. If they use two swords that far, they will be absolutely disadvantaged by the number of hands.

Hey, look at that. The attack will collapse. "

"Ivanzard prevails?

"No, the line prevails"

"Hmm?"

Ivanzardo seemed more dominant to Louis at first sight, but Lexus has better eyes. Did you detect the skilfulness of the attack? And Lexus was right, there was gradually room for those on the line.

"Huh?"

For the first time, I was in a hurry for Ivanzard's complexion. At first the line also used the recirculation, but now the line avoids most attacks. There was just very little attack from the line, and it looked like Ivanzard was unilaterally attacking from around.

Diore shrugged.

"You read the sword."

"What? It hasn't been that long since we started fighting?

"Still. The opponent's reading speed is unusual. By contrast, it has long been pointed out that Ivanzard's sword is too orthodox and easy to read"

"To whom?

That's what the irreplaceable line once pointed out, but Diore kept quiet. By taking the lead, Rhine brought it into slaughter with Ivanzard, and let it seem predominant to bring it into this development. Sometimes the counterattack of a line is sharp, and as Ivanzard, I can't loosen my hand on the offense.

Even if we tried to distance ourselves, when we launched a series of attacks so far with a two-sword attack that linked our entire bodies together, there was no body part left to use to get our distance.

"(Too much rotation of the attack! I didn't know you could make me attack this far)"

It was too late when Ivanzard realized. It is certain to take a deadly blow when the attack stops spinning.

That's what Ivanzard thought, and the last time he knew he couldn't make it flower, the attack of the line broke into it. And in an instant, destroying all the balloons in Ivanzard's front, he was sticking a sword in his throat.

"I'll stop on my back. It's humiliating to a knight."

"... I've had enough humiliation."

"Yikes, you don't taste enough. Not yet, not yet."

"Because you can't put a blow in me?

"You don't have to. This is a competition, right? Win or lose, in anyone's eyes. Besides."

Crush as the line holds the wooden sword. It is an act of knowing that Ivanzard will lose his pride as a knight if he fights back after he has his wooden sword.

And the next word decided Ivanzard's loss.

"The day I struck down a beautiful man like you. Ah, it's raining stones from the women. If the women don't like you any more, they won't get the job done."

"This... I see. That's my loss."

Ivanzard took the sword out of his hand and declared defeat. The line, called as the victor, but just waved lightly at the audience's cheer, leaving without even turning around.

Looking at that back, Diore snaps.

Continued