At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

A strange child came today. It's the boy Master Ubburne brought.

She got caught up in the city and helped people, but was brought here with caution because she was a little overdone.

Ask the squad members who were with you in detail, they unleashed more than a few times that sorcery over the sky after erasing without a trace the extensive sorcery used by the stupid aristocrats.

Because the magic was fire, he was asked to accompany him to caution that the damage might have gone around him.

It was enough to say that it was just that story, but I was surprised to hear the exact scale.

If magic had fallen into the city, I didn't think one section of the city would be enough to completely burn wilderness.

So I took a little interest in the boy. Maybe it's not the right age, but it's the hope that you can use all that sorcery at that age.

He seemed to be able to use the sword, and wanted to solicit soldiers and knights.

Likely to be taken by the Sorcerers, but I want the Knights if they also have arms as swordsmen.

We can't even rely on Master Ubburne forever.

It's not weird to retire anymore, so I want someone who can use it as if it's okay for him to be gone.

I'm not saying that the current squadrons can't use it, but I'm a little dissatisfied with them being satisfied to the extent that they're a little stronger than people for me as a knight for Master Ubburne.

I thought if the boy would join the Knights, it would be a good stimulus.

I thought so. When I tried to bring my story to Master Ubburne, I was just about done paying attention to the boy.

"Oh Bulf, just in the right place. Boy, I'm sorry, but will you wait a minute?"

"Yes, I understand"

The boy responds honestly to Master Ubburne's words and sips the tea served.

The way I see it, it just looks like a normal boy.

Nevertheless, Master Woobrune is usually just a good uncle, so is it something similar there?

"Bulph, I was actually asking Aroness about him. I'd like to test that strength."

Off the spot, Master Ubburne has been quick to tell more stories about the boy.

The story was too shocking for me.

The environment in which the boy was trained and his opponent.

They asked me what I didn't think was possible.

There are three main people who trained him.

Dear Refine Bowdor Wyneth Drienez, one of those given the name of Bowdor, the title of the Holy Knight, with his highest name as a swordsman, and also Wyneth.

Her Royal Highness King Serjes Fau Graugineb Umr, captain of the Mage Corps and with the highest title Graugineb as a Mage

Dear Mirka Doaz Granes, Captain of the Fist Fighters Corps and the only user of Qigong Immortality in this country, with the name of the highest ranking Doaz as a Fist

He said he is trained by the three parties and has acquired the skills.

To boulders, I couldn't believe it.

I know the power of those people.

Not only have I seen its strength closely, but I have also been a mentor to you.

Master Drienez is just like an irrational chunk. Relatively, I know that very well.

I wanted to wonder if that one was really human.

It will crush everything without magical enhancement.

And not only force moves, but the technology also allows for precision sword triumphs, even if they are out of shape.

Sister Wang's magic is also an irrational word.

If that one fights for real, the opponent will be wiped out in an instant with nothing to do. It doesn't matter how many or how big they are.

There is no magical exercise that neither a massive attack without chanting nor a precise attack on a single person can be done by that one.

Perform the magic manipulation of threading the hole of the needle in one shot, flat as many times as possible.

I didn't think it was something I could imitate.

Master Granes is, in a way, the most fearful and informative.

That one, without witchcraft and fairy arts, the movement is still in the human realm.

The speed and power are supposed to be in the human realm, but the movement is not captured at all, and the attack instantly crushes the target.

Observational eyes, body twitches and moves to awesome. He is like a manifestation of the destination of those who have made war extremes.

Trained by those three, wearing them?

I trembled unexpectedly. I was wondering if there was such a monster.

I am hardly helpful to any of them except Master Graness.

The digits are too different, and the immortality used by Master Granes is impossible for me to master.

On top of that, the boy has the highest ranking as a technician serving the country, and he says he is using the magic guiding technician sword made by Inai Urzues-Stel, who has the name of Urzues-Stel.

Magic Instruction Technician Sword is a weapon that destroys itself if it has so much magic or is not well manipulated.

Do you mean to use it? Besides, what Master Stell made.

A little confused, he said he wanted me to do it with you to see its strength.

I am not going to say no to anything that this person asks me to do, unless it is something like that.

I set aside my confused feelings and thoughts for now and nodded.

"Okay, here we go!

The match begins with Master Ubburne's voice, and at the same time he runs.

The boy remains blue eyed with a wooden sword. Beautiful setup.

Cut it with all your strength, with no effort or alarm.

But it was channelled as if there was nothing wrong with it, and the pattern came to his face.

It's an immediate attack, as you can see from Master Graness's teachings.

Avoid it at a critical distance, and draw back the sword that has been made off.

The boy suddenly moved faster in the same direction as the sword he pulled back.

I scratched a little on the flank, but that's all. It doesn't have more fights than it didn't hit directly.

I didn't feel any magic flow in my earlier movements.

I mean, was that an attack on how things were going?

The boy is going to launch an attack before he is in his position.

As he stepped in, he stepped on the boy's foot before kicking the ground.

The boy stops moving for a moment and swings his sword backwards into that gap to pull it small.

But the boy unleashed a kick as he grabbed the sword between his grips.

Jump back and avoid that kick.

I haven't put it on my face, but I'm pretty surprised. I thought that was settled now.

"Hehe, you'll do it. That's just the technician sword."

The boy has a subtle face to the word.

An honest compliment as far as I'm concerned. Technologist swords as well as magic guide technician swords are difficult to use.

Consciousness can't perform by using that function, or you don't have enough skill in the first place.

Apparently this boy doesn't have it. I guess that's what those irrational people kept rubbing at me for.

"What's up, boy! There's nothing you can do about it! Don't give me everything I can!

Master Ubburne makes a breakthrough on the boy. The boy used witchcraft as if to answer that.

"Kono Body, Sonokanousseinos Bettetskau"

That's a word I've never heard. Is he not a man of this country?

"This is amazing"

Unexpectedly. What a fast sorcery.

Probably fortified magic, but is it something that can do such beautiful fortified magic so quickly and with a short chant?

I can't do it at this speed.

Above all, I can't use it that naturally, keeping my mind on combat.

If there was a gap when using magic, I would have punched it in, but it would be better if I thought there was no gap due to the use of magic.

When he was impressed, the boy said, "I'm going!," he declared forcefully, stepping directly from the front.

- Fast. Despite a straight step from the front, it's the speed at which you feel the crisis.

But, boy, the fat muscle is too honest.

If it's fast enough to be captured with your eyes, you can deal with it as soon as you can.

Stop the boy's blow, which will probably be all he has, and step on his sword and cut it into horizontal giraffes.

The boy made the decision to crouch not to be broken on his sword in an instant, and he has been aiming at his feet while avoiding the sword.

I manage to fly it back.

Fast judgment and speed of action. This is outrageous.

I don't show it to my face while I think so.

On the contrary, the boy appears too much in his face. My attacks are in no hurry.

The boy is skilled, but not experienced enough in action yet.

You shouldn't look like that in a people-to-people match.

But the boy's face changed after he got a little creative.

I also feel that the atmosphere I have has changed because of my mind.

"Huh!"

I instinctively find something unsavory and immediately kick the ground and step in.

He can use magic. We must not give them much time.

You just need to distance yourself once, but don't let it go long enough to make you use big magic.

When I step in with that thought, I hear the short words' Tsutsuyo, Sizume ', my feet sink and my body breaks down.

Stupid, that's all you used magic for?

Almost a word shorter than the previous enhancement.

That's not a regular magic chant. This is the realm of shortened chanting with medium available.

Will this boy do it alone without any tools?

I manage to wave my sword even as I hide my surprise.

The boy said 'Mienutateyo, Mamore' as he went into the motion of cutting in, without defense either.

I thought I would punch the boy in the face with a wooden sword as much as I could because I was totally shaking off my sword.

But the sword that should have been shaken off is inhibited just before it hits the boy's face.

It's a magic barrier. Is that the one ahead was a chant for it?

Instead of using the magic barrier while waving the sword, this boy deployed only one thing to prevent the sword from being used. Impossible. Such density. Such speed. Such firmness.

Is this the magic of those who can swallow the teachings of His Royal Highness the King?

The boy's sword looms where he is disfigured.

I had no choice but to turn my sword and manage to prevent it and jump back.

The moment he jumped away, the boy took out a small stone from somewhere and chanted, 'Silyokuhogo, Chokakuhogo', again like a shortening.

I think of it as a medium for offensive witchcraft and pay attention to it.

I shouldn't have done that. Suddenly the roar and flash ran, taking his sight and hearing.

However, as a result of the training, it was not possible to take actions that would stifle the body, and it was possible to become aware of the situation with magic sensing.

If he keeps stepping in, he uses fortified magic, so I can predict some sword muscle from the flow.

If it's an attack of sorcery, focus on avoiding it and wait for your vision to recover.

The decision is not inherently wrong. A normal opponent can handle that.

But I didn't know it yet.

I thought this boy was wearing Graness-like moves in a true sense.

The moment of landing, a shock runs through your chest, straight through your chest.

Based on the type of pain, I found it to be a ranged attack in a fairy art I had eaten once in the past.

The attack of immortality is not known by magic sensing. If you can use it, you deserve it.

Having taken a direct blow to my chest, I could not breathe and could no longer move, so I could only fail to land and fall as-is.

That's the blow of the settlement. A decisive settlement that would have taken his life if he was truly an enemy.

Lost. It was a complete defeat.

Awesome. Will this boy use the moves of those people he gave up? Really awesome.

Very, very... regrettable.

Oh, that's regrettable. Long time no see. I regret it so much.

There are people like this. There are those who inherit the moves of those humans on the cloud.

I want to get there myself. No, it's not hope. Go for it.

Who did I admire? Who'd you go for?

Let's thank the boy. I woke up because of this boy. I go for the Holy Knight.

It doesn't matter if you say you're unfamiliar. Stand high on that one. I was so determined in this defeat.