I and Claude calmly glanced at each other, holding the uncut sword.

(…… It's a little different from the last time ( ))

When she sworded her in the arena of Vesteria, she began slashing as the duel began.

(Claude's aggressive personality made me think I'd get started soon ...)

Is there any strategy, or did you change your battle style?

Anyway, my expectations seemed disappointed.

Thinking about that – Claude, sweating his forehead, started slowly turning around me.

"Ki, you ... It looks like you've raised your arm a lot ..."

"Is that so ...? Thank you."

It ’s true that she ’s praised…

"... Much better than expected .... It's bad in close combat."

Mr. Claude, muttering something, shook the schoolyard soil by quickly shaking the long blade three times.

From there, a emblem that emits pale light emerges.

After that, the soil in the schoolyard changed quickly,

"Cheer-chic-chic!"

"Gwaa!"

"Furorororororororo ...!"

It has been transformed into a fist-sized swallow, a crow, and an owl as large as a sake barrel.

Yan and Crow stopped on Claude's shoulder, and the big owl jumped overhead.

(... I came out)

Change the slashed inorganic substance into a bomb and operate it freely.

Claude's soul dress is a terrible ability boasted by .

Six months ago, it was a lot tormented.

"Huh, if you think it's the same then ... you'll see a painful eye?"

When she swings a long sword with a confident expression,

"--Chichiichiichiichiichiichi!"

The swirling roar of the shriek flew in a completely misplaced direction.

Yan slowly lowered its altitude, and the moment his body touched the schoolyard-a terrible explosion sounded, creating a huge crater.

"What?"

Everyone in the class who was watching the whole story began to buzz.

"Oh, are you really serious ...?"

"How powerful is such a small swallow ...?!?"

"Well, you're from Royal Vasteria Academy ..."

Mr. Claude showed no interest in the reaction of his classmates and looked straight at my eyes with a fearless smile.

"--How surprised?"

"Well, it's an incomparable power ..."

"Well, of course. That day, after losing to you ... because I've done hellish training every day!"

She said and smiled with a militant smile.

(… Even if you look at the current explosion, there is still the power of the former “owl” class.)

In that case, you need to be careful with that.

While holding Claude at the edge of his sight, he turns his gaze to a large owl glancing over her sky.

(Even a swallow as small as a fist was such a big explosion ...)

Once a barrel-sized owl is played, it will be a huge explosion.

When I analyzed Claude's power like that,

"--Now, let's show your power!"

She said and quickly slashed the schoolyard soil.

"" "Cheech jichi!"

"" "Gua, gwa!" "

Ten and crows made 10 bombs each-20 bombs in total.

(... the number is increasing)

Surely before this, there should have been ten or so in total.

(That's 20 at a time ...?)

It's really scary growth.

"Huh, aren't there any voices that surprise you too much? If so, then just blow them away silently! ---- Let's dance!"

At the same time as Claude's order, twenty bombs flood me.

(…… fast)

If I noticed, the songbirds were even closer to my eyes and nose.

"-Explode!"

The next moment she shouted, the dazzling light filled his sight-a big explosion of unprecedented magnitude.

Dust rolls up and momentary silence dominate the field.

"Huh, there's a response ...!"

The voice of Claude who was convinced of the victory,

"As expected, this isn't a bad thing ...?"

"If you eat that, there will be no trace left ..."

"Oh, hey Allen ...... I'm alive ...?"

I heard an uneasy voice from everyone in the class.

"--Oh, of course."

I answered so shortly, and scattered the dust in the dark with just the evidence.

"It's really Claude .... Power, number, speed, everything is different.-But I'm growing a little, too?"

Apparently the output of the dark robe seemed to greatly exceed her swallow and crow.

"If it's stupid, it's impossible ....! If it's intact after the current big explosion ...? No, before that ... what's that miserable power?"

She said and pointed at the dark robe that covered my whole body.

"Ah, that's right .... It was my first time to show Claude."

It would not be appropriate for a fair duel to know your opponent's ability unilaterally.

"As you can see, my power is 'darkness'. It's a kind power that can protect and cure everyone ... unlike what it looks like?"

"Maybe you ...

"Eh ... I just came up with it just recently and I'm still learning how to use it."

I ended the conversation and raised the output of darkness.

The darkness rising from the whole body blocks the light and casts a large shadow on the schoolyard.

"What kind of output is this ...? A monster, this ...?!?"

Ms. Claude turned her face blue and muttered something.

"I'm going here next time.-Dark Shadow"

When I hold my right hand in front,

"...?!?"

The darkness of the abyss crawls around the school yard and floods Claude.

It was a complex and agile movement, as if it had a will.

(……Funny)

Since the appearance of the soul, my darkness has changed slightly in nature.

Somehow ... I feel awful as Claude said.

(Isn't it getting closer to the guy ...)

At first ... this terribly durable body.

After that, suddenly black and white mixed hair.

And now-this evil, evil darkness.

(This is no doubt ...)

Little by little, I'm definitely approaching him.

I have no clue if this is good or bad.

(… I wonder if I should ask Leia next time.)

If I'm thinking about such a thing,

"Gee, don't lick ...!"

Mr. Claude jumped greatly, dropping an owl overhead as he replaced.

"Furorororororororo ...!"

The owl exploded downward (...) (...) and succeeded in dispelling the shadows of darkness.

(I see, it's possible to adjust the direction of the explosion. Even so, it's really thermal power ...)

Although he wears a dark garment ... If he eats that big explosion, he won't be intact.

Mr. Claude, who survived the shadow of darkness,

"... What's your swordsmanship good at! I'm sorry, come on seriously ...!"

I shouted at me without trying to hide my grumpiness.

Apparently, I'm frustrated that I wasn't in close combat and was on the sidelines.

"I see.-Then, are you ready?"

I put the sword in the sheath and lower the center of gravity.

(... Tsubame and the crow can be neutralized with dark clothing. The only trouble is the owl that protects her.)

In the capture of Ale, the hand was considerably burned last time.

(A little nostalgic ...)

At that time, I was surely jumping into a big explosion in desperation ...

(Well, with common sense ... the same hand won't work again ...)

The opponent is Claude, a leading swordsman.

(Even if I made use of a strong body and jumped into the explosion ... she would not be surprised like the last time)

It's probably the end of being calmly dealt with.

Then ... I need to close the distance so fast that I can't respond.

(I don't know if I can do it ... but it's well worth trying)

The next moment I stepped on the schoolyard-I was already in the deadly time.

"What, oh ...!?"

Mr. Claude, who opened his eyes astonishingly,

"Ha, Haou style-Gougeki!"

I released the sword cut at the judgement.

I evade the blow only by lifting my feet and take Claude's back.

"Guh, not yet ...!"

She was still desperate.

I twisted my body and kept my figure in sight.

(Indomitable fighting spirit ... I also have to emulate ...)

And then I-I'll give you the fastest blow so that Claude isn't rude.

"Seven Swords-Shunsen!"

Kamihaya's Iaizuri, who left the sound far behind,

(Fast !? Defense ... I can't do it. Avoidance, in time ... Death ...?!)

He stopped at Claude's neck.

"-There is a game, isn't it good?"

"......... Oh, I'm losing."

slide down from her hand-the win or loss is decided.

In this way, I won the duel with Claude, and for the time being, stroked my chest relievedly.