Open the door and head to the land of the showdown.
That said, this is a knight training ground on the premises of my mansion.
It's a familiar view, so you won't be so awed or nervous.
No, one way or another, I don't care about some things anymore because I remember being reincarnated or because Kami was a lot of shit.
"- Well, it's Farri. Keep a good face."
Unexpectedly, a fat man's voice sounds.
That was the language uttered by Gilberto von Dazuel, my dad, who stood in the middle of the training ground - there.
"Apparently the liver stays seated more than I imagined."
"Thanks, Dad. But you can't just be strong with your guts. - Right?
You're right, my daughter Fari.
And my dad sets up a sword.
Dad's original specialty weapon is actually a spear, not a sword. Its mastery is no enemy, not only domestically, but also throughout the continent.
But swordsmanship is also superb. Even the leader of the Dazuel Knights is not easy to accommodate, and he has won games in such a way that he does his archery.
Skills in martial arts are super top notch everyone acknowledges.
That's my dad.
Of course, I'm the one who's ten today.
I guess we'll do something about it. But even so, I'm not the one to go with a glimmer.
I have a lightweight, bespoke shortsword that even kids can handle.
"- Let the game begin!
Somewhere, my voice sounded.
Judge, it would be the voice of the Knights. I'm looking at this one from the training ground, a little further away.
Don't worry about getting involved.
I run out with all my might and wave my sword.
"Ha!!
From the diagonal down, the sword flashes like swinging up. My dad will take this easily.
Different physique, but most importantly, different technology, different speed. My dad watched my fastest blow and then prevented it. It's also more stable, easier to fight back.
Remaining silent, my dad's sword roars for me. For each of me, I will pay the combined sword to fly.
I jumped back and ran away because if I was forced to step on it, I would fall apart.
But my dad comes stuffing his free distance in an instant. A sword flash swung down from the top.
Kickin '! And it sounds like a metal meeting.
I was in a pretty impossible position. He stuck his short sword to the ground, in a sliding position underneath it, with his back on the ground.
I thought I couldn't take my dad's sword with my own arm, my own physique.
So I pushed my sword diagonally to the ground, and with the support of the ground, I took my dad's sword.
But this stuff is a burning blade. Soon Dad will go into the position of releasing a second blow.
In this outfit, you just feed on your dad's sword.
I - keep my sword in my hand, stretch my legs and tangle them in my dad's arms.
"Nooo!?
It was at the same time my dad shook up his sword. Daddy's power pulls the short sword off the ground. Naturally, I get pulled into my arms with you.
As it is, my dad just catches me. I jump out the moment the short sword falls out.
Exactly an unexpected behavior. You never thought you'd get caught in your own arms.
I thought this was an opportunity.
Chance to decide a blow to Dad.
I change my posture as I fly up into space and set myself up to fall toward my dad.
And I shook up my sword.
"No, no, no, no!!!
Raise your voice and wave it down as hard as you can.