Umarekawatta “Kensei” Wa Raku o Shitai

Iris checks the condition of the wound again, making sure of the mistake. Don't send your gaze over there, make sure you step on it.

There is a slight sharp pain but nothing wrong with stepping in. Bleeding also has only a slight sense of transmission.

That much to confirm is because the opponent named the Swordsmen.

Even the depth of the first shot wound can be a fatal blow. That's the kind of opponent, Illis knew very well.

Woman - Rustyle tries to shake his body loosely and leaves one step forward. At the same time, as the blade grows from the knee shifts, it returns to the body.

Not all swordsmen fight with swordsmanship seriously. It was easy to understand that Rustyle was' that type '.

"Good concentration. I don't think he's a child. I don't know... I can see Death Minister."

"... is that meant to be a threat?

"Woof......"

To that extent, Illis is not upset. Squeezing the pattern of "Purple Electricity," Iris takes another step, rubbing it.

Rustyle dropped her hips slightly - it was she who moved ahead.

――

During one breath, Rustyle, who gave himself up, packs his distance from Illis. It was her right hand she swung. What popped out of my palm was a 'single blade'.

Kin, and the metal noise rings. At the same time, a thunderbolt of purple electricity wrapped around the grip of Illis flows to Rustille.

for a moment with Vikri, trembling his body, but

"Woof."

"Huh!"

Rustyle laughs and waves her left hand as if nothing had happened. Again the blade grew out of his palm in the same way, and Iris tried to play and distance himself.

Along with the humbly wind-cutting sound, Illis waved his sword,

Flying Thunder.

The lightning of purple electricity becomes the "Blade of Magic" and flies. Rustyle looks slightly surprised, but turns his body around and avoids it.

(Exactly, you can't even hit that distance)

"Ranged attacks… I'm a little surprised. 'Cause I thought you were a pure swordsman."

"Well, it was until a while ago. But I have to learn too."

In combat, a swordsman needs to pack a distance. But Alta, the master of the Illis, is a swordsman, yet he realizes combat at or above mid-range with a 'blade of wind'.

Illis only used it to the extent of restraint, but this is how he completed it as a 'move'.

I roll out the swordsmen against them and feel it as a response. There is no such fear as before - Illis stands here as "Princess Kensei".

"Your body is not normal."

"Woof, 'You'll see', won't you? Yes... part of this body is being modified." The Blade of Nature "familiar to the human body... can you tell by" The Blade of Demons "?

"Of demons..."

Iris slightly frowns.

What Rustyle literally 'grows from his body' is a demonic blade that lives in nature.

Perhaps they use some of the demons of the insects - obviously unusual healing power and the creation of the body is what is called a "synthetic beast".

Namely, Rustille is a human being, while applying 'magic experiments' to his own body.

Or is it imposed... I hear from Illis himself, Alta, that some swordsmen have a past with circumstances.

But if that's the case - it doesn't motivate unusual killings to be allowed.

Iris is not a knight, but as someone who aspired to be a knight, he was obliged to stop her.

"... we still have a lot of blades. Look, even from here."

When Rustyle strokes his own abdomen, three blades pop up with a sharp sound.

Obviously a different sight, but I understand that it is meant to induce the Illis to do the deed, the upset.

"Sooo..."

Small - then deep, Illis breathed. Spread oxygen around your body to make an image of your own movement.

- I'm coming.

With the proclamation, now Illis has moved.

Without hesitation, pack the distance from Rustyle, the systemic murder weapon.

Her timing can be seen from her first actions - weapons are like a handful, but she is simply good at fighting in close proximity.

I dare to step into the mound - if fighting in close proximity, Illis is also good at it.

Let the blade slide to the ground, then shake the sword up. Rustyle prevents it with the sword of his right hand and shakes his left hand up. - Iris stepped out further and grabbed Rustyle's left wrist.

Playing the sword further to the right, Illis brings back purple electricity backwards. Moment after moment, Rustyle lifted his leg.

When Iris opens his distance again, his sword also stretches out of Rustyle's toe.

In the meantime, Rustyle grinned.

"... Woof, move as if you knew - just kill, you know where the blade comes out of my body?

"Yeah, roughly."

Previous training with Alta has been helpful. The sharpened feeling also crossed enough into the battle against the type that uses dark vessels like Rustyle.

"And one for starters"

――

With the words of Illis, the blade on Rustyle's right hand breaks in a pimple.

For the first time, Rustyle had a surprising look on his face.

"I know I can prevent it, and I'm not shaking it. I'm sure they broke it."

A wave of Illis...... there was magic in it to make a quiet but sure blow. Rustyle was not frightened by the thunder, but the sword she handled was itself part of the demon - not something that could not be broken by Illis.

"Woohoo... woohoo, that's hilarious. You're strong, aren't you? Then so am I."

……

This is where the real battle begins - I gave Iris a hunch that way, but Rustyle looked up at the sky unexpectedly.

Iris does not stray from his gaze. The only thing there should be is the shining sun.

But when Rustyle had a luscious grin,

"I see... this is why the Dead Minister is here."

As I realized, I shrugged.

"What?"

"Hit"

It was the girl's voice that reached her ear, blocking the words of Illis. At the next moment, the girl who appeared as a meteor, with no stray blow whatsoever - sprayed Rustyle's neck.

In the sprinkling blood, the girl wields a knife and pays blood.

"Nah......!?

"I don't really like horizontal spears... but you have no choice! Because this is the 'contract'."

The girl in the kimono said that with a smile, bathed in blood.