─ ─ ─ The Act of Daoism (Satan Code).

Most of you forget, or if anyone still remembers, doubt your sanity, which is a generic term for a Special Attack that I once made myself when I created a fictional person named 'Sil-Blood'.

Even so, by then, I didn't think the top of the Great Devil was its' Satan ', so if I could just reset it anew now - - right, I'd even do' Hell's Act (Inferno Code) 'or something. When you're in the Underworld, you'll be wearing the "Gate of the Underworld (Hellsgate)" by Fai Night.

But hey, you don't have to think about it right now. You have a good naming sense, do you, me? It's about time I changed my name.

─ ─ ─ For this reason, the Daoism Act (Satan Code) has been reformulated and the Hell Act (Inferno Code).

Well, to be honest, the only thing I also used in the legal era of dogma was' stretching sticks', so I thought about it because of it, and it felt like it.

And the real deal.

If I say what I want to say, as you can guess...

"Hell's Law, Article II," Flames from the Mouth "!

Releasing to Mr. Smeragi a brace named 'Mouth to Flame', which I thought of just a moment before the start and forced him to creep into Article II - - by the way, it's summer now, so Sil's mask has changed to the top half.

gossip.

In this way, Sumeragi, who was hardened by the sudden situation of "a sudden attack outside the sword at the training ground of the Sword Arts Department," was exposed to a blast of flames without even putting on his braces.

─ ─ Then how easy would it have been?

"Ha ha!!

Mr. Smeragi, who extinguished those blasts by swinging his wooden sword at a hell of a speed, steps in here using the finished shrinkage.

And she shook a wooden knife... and shook it down at me!

─ ─ Of

"Three Articles of Law, 'Ineffective Attack' Huh!

The wooden sword that struck my body directly hit and was bounced off my body with too vicious a hardness.

I kind of asked you about Articles 1-3, but you really lack common sense about Sil's moves. Well, there's a strength that doesn't fit into the frame.

Mr. Smeragi is so puzzled by the situation, he retreats and looks at this motion.

Well, it's actually too hard. You're just attacking my body and my hands are paralyzed, but someone named Shill-Blood, who knows it and pretends not to see it, seems like an out-of-the-box.

"Article IV of the law, 'Poltergeist off track'!

Moments later, many waves of sword were created over me, and by using space dominance, one after the other, Archer, sends his regards.

"Hey!?

Exactly could this have gone beyond Mr. Smeragi's imagination, even during the battle she rarely looked out for a moment of rigidity.

─ ─ And that's also proof that we can't afford it.

Does Mr. Smeragi know that if he receives it properly, the wooden sword will break and the game will be over, and he will come closer to us even though he is forced to do so little by little?

I felt a little light-hearted because I was on the verge of getting settled here, but it's a reward for getting here. At least by being thorough, I'll crush you without skin.

"Article V of the Law, 'Slippery Floors'!

Moment after moment, the floor at Mr. Smeragi's feet froze, and the moment she was frightened by its cold - - he manipulated the shadow to slip his feet.

"Ugh!?

She hit her face to the floor as much as I expected from her head as she wanted, but at the next moment she switches her mind and looks up to turn to the offense.

----but it's my checkmate.

"Article VI of the Law, 'Irrational Violence'"

I shook my swung fist down to her face - and in front of it, I stopped at my leisure.

Wind pressure from her fists shakes her long hair, and at the same time all the swords that are piercing the floor, the ice at her feet, and the building wounds caused by them disappear.

─ ─ It represents that my battle with her has been decided,

"Winner, Sil-Blood!

The judgment by the referee (Max) echoed the cheers of the members.

That's how the help of the sword club was successfully completed, and thanks to watching the match between me and Mr. Smeragi, it seemed to me that the members' eyes were well motivated compared to before the start.

Watching such members make their way home somehow it was in my sight that Mr. Smeragi was softening rather than doing anything.

- Mm-hmm? What are you doing, that guy?

Such a question struck my mind, but I realized that I had not yet said the reward for fighting on Max's behalf.

Well, Mr. Smeraggi has favored me, but I haven't reacted in a way that would make me expect anything from her at once - intentionally.

She doesn't know the part called 'intentionally', but either way, she'd assume 'no pulse', and I've only done that to make her think so.

It may be asked why, but the answer is simple.

The most important reason for this is that the child who is directly inheriting the blood of the king of the kingdom of peace - the prince or princess who is stuck is only Smeragi Ouka so far, and if I were to socialize, I could be made king of the kingdom of peace.

Well, with that said, you plot around Elgrit, too. Yes, but in that case, you can leave it to Renea and Gilbert to run.

─ ─ but the country of sum is different. If I escape, Mr. Smeragi will undoubtedly follow me, and then the royal lineage of the land of peace will be extinct, and the country will undoubtedly perish.

That's why I can't answer her favors.

─ ─ Of

"Shishi, Lord Sil! Well, well, well, well! I'd like to know what you think from the promised Gin!

─ ─ ─ If I can direct my favor so far, I'll just be in trouble, too.

When I looked at Mr. Smeragi, whose face was bright red and nervous, and sighed inside, I decided to be ready for one thing.

"Okay. There's also a message from Lord Ginn, so let's just change the place and talk."

The location is instead, in the equipment warehouse of the swordsmanship department.

Mr. Smeragi said, "This is the most invisible place," so I had a bad feeling about it, but after confirming that there were no people there, I decided to discuss it with them.

- But the best way to open it is to stun me.

"Well, well, well, ho, let's get down to business! Dear Gin (...) Huh!

─ ─ Yes?

After a moment of rigidity, I was walling down on Mr. Smeraggi, who had said that with the door on his back.

"Hey Ouka, how long have you noticed?

Yes, it definitely doesn't feel like 'wrong word' or 'bluff' right now. It was a word with some certainty.

On that evidence, Mr. Walled Smeragi has hot air coming out of his head for some reason, but he doesn't have the look of surprise to say the least. This won't be the behavior of the guy who put up the bluff.

With that in mind, Mr. Smeragi, who turned bright red, opened his mouth.

"Yes, indeed, Master Gin had completely changed both his methods of combat and his ability to use them, and he will never be noticed by the evidence...... Well, except for me, I'm talking about."

When I heard the words, I remembered Mr. Smeraggi's profession.

- Stalker, but severe and terminal.

Well, that's it. Given that, Mr. Smeragi, it was hard to hide it from them... Yeah.

When I sighed, I removed Sil's mask and, at the same time, returned to the original appearance.

In doing so, I stopped posturing as a wall don and took a little distance, but Mr. Smeragi has voiced a dismal "Ah......" Well, I ignored it.

I drop my shoulders on the fact that I was easily spotted, but I fall back on something like a jump box nearby.

"So, Mr. Smeraggi. Nothing. You can tell me exactly what I think of Mr. Smeragi, but I've figured out who Sil is, so I upgraded. I'll answer one question for you."

─ ─ Well, I don't think it's going to change what you're asked a lot.

So when I turned my gaze to Mr. Smeraggi, she said this without even showing me how to think.

"Master Ginn! What do you think of me!?

Well, it really didn't change the content of the question. It's kind of embarrassing because I said a little upgrade or something and I turned it on, dude.

I was puzzled that I didn't even show a stray gesture and decided to ask about it. [M]

"Oh, man. Shouldn't you be asking 'Conditions for Marriage' or 'How Can You Raise Your Favor' anyway?

Then she tilts her neck, and tells her this as a matter of course.

"There can be no other condition for me to marry Master Ginn than to fight and win. If that's all you need, it's best to know the source of motivation that you can keep working on until then, that is, the love of Lord Ginn?

I didn't think so, I opened my eyes.

Fight and... if you win, you get married.

That's a hypertemporal rambling. That is the promise Mr. Smeragi once made to me unilaterally, and it is also the word he said during the serial battle.

But such things are not even inherently ”promises," they are only one-sided arguments if you say so.

But when I saw her say it with absolute confidence, I...

I was trembling on my shoulders and laughing when I realized it, and Mr. Smeragi had a strange gaze at me.

"Yes, no, I'm sorry. I didn't think Mr. Smeraggi was this strong. Even my goddess said it bothered her all day."

Yeah, I didn't think that was it.

Suddenly he proposed to the person he liked, and on top of that he arranged himself to that condition, repeated stalking close to harassment, and despite losing by challenging the battle - - that strength that he still doesn't know to give up (...).

"I'll respect you around another circle, Mr. Smeraggi"

When I say so, I stand up and look into her eyes and open my mouth properly.

"I like Mr. Smeraggi. As a person, I respect you, and as a woman, I'm a little on the pull level, but I like you so much, even in view of the downside."

It was Mr. Smeragi who peeled his eyes off the words and moistened his eyes, but my words were not over.

"But I still don't have the level of liking I want to marry. Maybe I'll fall in love with you if you lose even in a duel - but no way, Mr. Smeraggi. So you can't, can you?

I have a lot of reading to do.

It's true as far as the first half is concerned, marriage is compulsory as far as the middle is concerned, and it's impossible as far as the end is concerned.

I guess that's why Mr. Smeragi came irritated, too, when I told him that, laughing at Niyanya.

She kicked, staring at me for the first time (...) and jumped out of the warehouse with a wooden knife that was rolling beside her.

At that time, he looked back and told me. [M]

"I want you to never forget that word!

To her with a full smile, I shook my head in silence.