The strongest sage in the inferior position ~ The strongest in the world to the bottom [villager] ~

"Ho, ho!

20 showed his teeth and laughed.

Looks really happy.

There are many people who prefer to fight only, but I guess 20 is one of them again.

No, maybe the nature of a demon makes it so.

Twenty shows room, while Cecil restarts her sword.

"I don't hate that. Preference, you."

"Ha! I refuse."

Cecil rushes out.

Activate [Object Acceleration] on the boot of the skin.

Knock out speeds beyond the limits of the human body.

In an instant, I surrounded myself on the side of twenty.

But he is also a demon.

Twenty, who had already stopped man, easily followed the figure of Cecil.

In a relatively slow motion, Cecil strikes.

A tall sound...

Cecil can take a preemptive blow.

Meanwhile, 20 laughed well at "hehe".

But Cecil doesn't stop moving.

Moving around 20, repositioning, and shoving the sword.

But they played it like that.

"(This guy -!)"

Cecil bites her back teeth.

"What's up, what's up? You just go around? Then you can have a dog."

"You! Ex-knight or something!?

Cecil screams as we meet.

Twenty words and deeds are pretty rough, but the movement is top notch when you draw a sword.

There's no waste at all, and you never lose at speed, even though you seem to be moving slower than Cecil.

Nor does it look like Sarasa is using [Future View].

But every few meetings, Cecil felt like her sword was being sucked into her opponent's sword.

This feeling is never hallucinogenic or anything like that.

It's the “difference” in my pure experience as a swordsman that I feel when meeting with Russell.

"Oh no! Just figuring that out is a big deal. Exactly. I'm a Rothhide knight."

"Rothhide Kingdom's!!

Cecil accidentally stopped the sword.

It was a great clearance, but 20 also stops moving.

With his sword lowered, he stood in front of Cecil.

"What Rothhide Kingdom! There's that mightiest knighthood - The Knights of Holy Light?

"Oh. Right. I was one of them."

"- Huh!! I heard that the Knights of Holy Light is a really tough entrance exam."

"Exactly. That was tough. But it's been tougher since I walked in."

"Huh?"

"Over there, knights are always asked for the strongest. To that end, repeat your training. It's officially attacked by a warcraft, but it's not uncommon for a dead man to come out during training."

"No..."

"I have survived any hard training to be the strongest. So it didn't take long to get to No. 1 there either. But the stronger I was, the more heretical I was. That's what they say when I'm number one."

Respect your boss.

Always be grateful.

Be more like a knight.

"- Holy shit. Is that what it takes to be the strongest in the world? I just did what the Knights were looking for."

"You..."

Courtesy and respect for others are normal as knights.

I certainly don't think Cecil is crazy about the 20 words and deeds that I don't understand.

But the twenty faces I showed were lonely.

"That's why. The annoying Knights Commander knocked me down and I left the Knights."

Those 20 faces change.

distorted the end of his mouth and laughed sadistically.

For a moment, he was Cecil, who sent a sympathetic gaze, but quickly distanced himself and reassembled his sword.

"Quite the obsessive ones. Since then, the Knights have been after me."

"That's where I've been trying to get in touch with the Numbered Child."

"That's right! Children of Numbers is the best environment for me. Courtesy. I don't say thank you, or anything loud. If you want, it makes you stronger."

"The strength gained from illegal experiments is a trick."

"Ha! That's what the weak say." Don't do it. "" That's against the law. "So, what's up? Whoever stands in the way of me becoming the strongest, just slap him."

"Hehe..."

"Am I? What's wrong?

"I'm sorry. I thought what you were saying was similar."

It was one young man who came and went to Cecil's chest.

Busy, looks great.

But my chest is strong enough to get hot.

It's my admiration.

"The more fools he's attached, the strongest he'll stick to it. Just like you. But, you know, being unscrupulous, I never dyed my hands illegally. You know why?

"Huh?"

"Let him tell you, your strength has its limits. Even if you're strong now, I'm sure you're full of it. You'll never beat him."

For Russell Guiller Stark!!

"There's another reason. Because you can break it here. I'm Russell's best disciple."

Cecil activates magic.

A vivid decision to multiply the start-up gave rise to a swing of a machete.

The material is magic silver (misril).

[Flame Attribute Granted] was further added there.

Occasionally, a fiery sword is born.

It glowed in the Red Lotus, as if it were a legendary sword.

"Brilliant multiple startup, but you forgot you didn't get through to me earlier?

"I just saw how it went. Now it's time for the best blow."

Cecil set up.

Grant [Object Acceleration] to the back of the foot.

He squeezed his greatest magic, and started.

Just one first step will blow up the city's cobblestone.

Cecil struck out her own body along with shockwaves that made her spine colder.

Naturally, it's easy to get in touch with 20.

In an instant, I crushed that distance.

Cecil swung down while maintaining the momentum of [object acceleration].

[They are (Ray) Flaming God Hammer (Va) One Wave (Tin)]!!

Exhale the mood of tearing.

The well-kept streets of the Saw country were immediately stained with the light of the Red Lotus.

"Guuuuuuuu!!

The groan was twenty.

I can't see more room than I did earlier.

Eat up your teeth, put up your proud weapon, Diva, and take Cecil's blow.

Cecil, on the other hand, was also putting his full weight into it.

Power, magic, technology - infuse everything.

The blow finally moved the Demon's top number.

"Guuuuuuu!!

Finally, 20 is pushed in.

But...

[Strengthen muscle]

[Acceleration]

[Increased agility]

[Leg strength increased]

[Body tempered]

[Resistance Defense]

[Strengthened trunk]

Plus...

[Dragon Power]

"Become -!"

Cecil unwittingly spreads her eyelids.

Because the magic is the most powerful of the [Warriors (Warriors)].

It is magic that strengthens all muscles, bones, skin and organs.

Occasionally twenty bodies swell.

Still, 20 magic starts don't end.

[Sharp]

[Hardness increase]

[Thunder Attribute Granted]

[Object acceleration]

[Denaturing]

[Deformation]

[Mass increase]

The love sword 'Diva' gets ugly and distorted.

It releases a demonic intent to kill, and spits out thunder elves.

And twenty cold voices sounded.

"Eat."

[Thunderbolt flashing Lightning Bringer]!

The magic is unleashed.

For a moment, the surroundings were filled with blue and white colors.

Eat the flames and blow Cecil away.

"Ahhhhhhh!!

The scream went up.

Cecil burst into a nearby stall as he was flown to a distance of about fifty steps.

"Ugh..."

I managed to protect only my head.

Thanks to this, I am conscious.

But the body doesn't move as much as it thinks.

It's probably due to 20 magical effects, more than a blown impact.

"(Not good...)"

Blurred vision.

I heard the lower students in the distance, but I'm not sure.

Run, I wanted to speak, but I couldn't even move the tip of my tongue.

In a state of unclear consciousness, I can see the big man approaching.

He held the sword on his shoulder, where the thunder elf still remained, and stood before Cecil in a gentle motion.

"Your blow is light."

I thought it was a compliment, but that was a merciless word.

"You're hopelessly short of foundation, even though I'm a [Warrior (Warrior)]. I don't have enough muscle. As is often the case with women, women are women. It's not talented, you. Screw you!

Twenty waves up the sword.

Cecil was ready to die.

Squeeze in your heart.

Give me a person's name......

But twenty swords never waved down.

No matter how long, there is no shock that seems to be the pain of death.

I thought he was dead already, but what I heard was twenty clapped voices.

"Oh, my God, no."

I thought the lower students had come to help, but they weren't.

And it wasn't the person Cecil wanted either.

That was as big a man as twenty.

"Me? My name is Lord One Ashart."

"Low............ One......"

Cecil's voice leaks.

Familiar brown short hair.

Kind eyes of the same color.

The forged muscles are enlarged, as can be seen from above the uniform.

"(That's right. It's Rowan!

Knowing that, Cecil weeps.

Her greasy eyes sparkled.

That Rowan puts twenty in front of him, chest up.

"He's one of us!

It was a grand proclamation.