To Be a Power in the Shadows!

The counterattack has begun.

The prisoners of the Kings wrap their magic around them and are slaughtered by guards.

"Triple Tornado Slash!!

or something, he spins in the universe about three times and waves his sword.

It's a really wasted move, but I can't help it because this is the routine of a swordsman.

But the guard's move hasn't lost either.

"Sweeback Spin!!

And he turns his upper body in shouting, and the guard dodges the sword. Not so far.

But why circle around on the spot?

It is true that the offense of rolling out the sword while both rotate and dodging looks futile.

There is also a part that leads to the path of the shady powerful in terms of the emphasis on performances, but I learned that overdoing is forbidden.

"Butterfly Steps!!

"Death Spiral!!

Sounds like shouting the name of the move is what you need to do to get technical points.

On Kendo: "Surface, torso, small hand!! You're with me in shouting."

It goes in a completely different direction from the "strength" I aspire to, rather the opposite is interesting. What you want in battle, it's different for each person.

They are seriously fighting in them. Nobody's kidding.

It's not just a simple victory, it can be read in the battle that there is an aesthetic or belief there.

They are struggling hard to take victory over each other in a move that is not about strength, but about beauty.

They are fighting within their rules.

Unconsciously, I was a little moved by the fact that there were some of these fights.

Fighting is anything and strength is everything - that's certainly true. The strength I aspire to is in it.

But that's not why you can deny them this fight.

For the first time in a long time, I watched someone else's battle sweat in my hand.

Hang in there!!

Good luck with both!!

Nice, right there, kick it in the golden balls!!

No, don't turn around, it's a gold kick!!

Oh, that's enough, that's where I'm blinded!!

So don't go around, why don't you do it!!

Bite, eat carotid artery and chop a thousand!!

Oh, I don't like it anymore... but I like it.

Maybe a gold kick or a blind eye is against the rule. But if you do it beautifully, it's safe.

I remember my young self enjoying fighting on TV on New Year's Eve. It was still immature back then.

Speaking of which, it's almost the end of the year......

With that in mind, the situation seems to have favored the Kings considerably.

Many of the guards are down. No major scratches, but it looks like a physical limit.

That's tiring.

And neither do the Kings try to stab them with a stop like that.

I don't know, it looks like there's a belief there I don't know about.

I don't know much about chivalry or samurai, but they have the "way" of a swordsman.

In a battle between dancers, people don't die much.

Maybe the gladiators are way ahead of us in the fight.

If strife around the world turns out this way, it must be a happy thing for humanity.

It's unhappy for me, though.

I love a world where more primitive violence solves everything. For me, this world is a little too peaceful.

And it seems settled.

"We win! I'll make way for you."

"Chi, damn..."

"You won, good..."

Clara exhaled with relief, too.

Yeah, I guess this is a happy ending. Um, but when I'm done here, I don't show up much?

Oh, but that's the end of the camp section, but there still seems to be a lot going on after the camp leaves...

When I was worried about forcibly going to make my turn, one man moved.

"Really, it does all the extra things..."

That's how the Kings groaned and suddenly slashed him on his side.

A middle-aged man with his back cut falls.

"Bat!! Bat, please hold on...!

Clara screamed and ran over to the fallen man.

"GUIN!! What are you doing..."

And then ask Gynn, who was suddenly slashed by his allies.

"I was blind. This man who gets in my way, and so do you."

"Gynn, what are you talking about..."

"I mean, here's the thing."

That said, Gynn puts a sword on Clara's neck.

"I'm not willing to give my life to a little girl like you."

"Oh, no, Gwen, you told me you trusted me..."

"It would be decided to lie. You don't have the ability to just stand on people. Everyone was fooling around with you. He just peeked into his men's complexion."

Clara's face distorted like she was about to cry.

Gynn scoffed at her like that, and I was ready to go.

- At that time.

"Well done, Gynn."

That's what I showed up with was a beautiful young man with gray hair - Maximilian.