To Be a Power in the Shadows!

If asked who the school's most powerful demon swordsman is, he was Iris Midgal until last year.

But when she graduates, an era of king-absenteeism comes to Midgal Demon Swordsman's School.

Everyone thought so.

But the king appeared neglected.

In a way that no one could imagine, a figure that no one could imagine reigned at the apex of the Midgal School of Demon Swordsmen as the absolute king.

Her name is Rose Oriana.

He is an international student from the kingdom of Oriana, the kingdom of art, and daughter of Raffaello Oriana, king of Oriana.

The Kingdom of Oriana was an ally of the Kingdom of Midgal, and her studies were those scheduled, but no one even imagined that the princess of the Land of the Arts could be the absolute king of the Midgal School of Demon Swordsmen.

Well, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, either way.

The problem is that the first round of my selection competition is Rose Oriana.

abstention, there is an option.

Hyoro bruised his whole body with adoration from his superior classmates.

Jaga was cautious in her unauthorized intrusion into the girls' dorm.

In other words, I am exempt from appearing if for any reason. [M]

But on second thought, isn't it pretty mob-like to play the role of unmatched loss to the absolute king in the first round?

Looks like a mob, definitely.

Abstaining is outrageous.

I have a mission to show you Mob's, Mob's and the world's most mob-like battles.

So I pull out my sword in the big audience.

At the end of her gaze is Princess Rose Oriana.

He gracefully wraps his honey-colored hair, wears fashionable combat clothes, and holds a narrow sword.

Her face is soft, her style is first-class, and she's still stylish anyway.

That is the land of art.

In addition, she is an international student and a sophomore, but also serves as student chairman.

With its beauty, strength and popularity, the cheering of the venue is already amazing.

Nobody calls me by my name.

I think you should support your own players for a little while, but okay.

This is the Mob stage.

It is the best.

Katakata and my sword tremble.

Would there have been such a tense battle once?

Evaporate without leaving any victory, killing or dust. Such an easy ending is not required.

All I need is a mob-like defeat more than anyone else.

What's Mob like?

I'm even stepping into the realm of philosophy.

But don't worry.

For this day, I made "Mob-style Forty-Eight Hands."

"Rose Oriana vs. Sid Cagheno!

The referee will read our names.

Rose's honey-colored eyes and my mob eyes scatter sparks.

Rose Oriana.

Can you follow me?

We got to the extreme...... to the battle of the Mob!

"Let the game begin!!

At the same time as the start, Rose's fine sword dances.

It approaches my chest as I draw a beautiful, sharp orbit.

Just a very unresponsive blow with a mob.

But I can see it.

I can see... but I don't react.

Don't show me anything to react to.

Because it's a mob.

I will not move until the moment the fine sword touches my chest. [M]

The blade is crushed for the match, but if you hit it, you won't be sorry.

A fine sword stabs me in the chest.

At that moment, I moved.

Without showing any motion, fly back only with the force of your toes, and the fine sword uses the force to push your chest to apply a twist.

Further out of the concealed pocket of the wrist, remove and tear the bag of blood collected by the previous day.

In the meantime, just under a second of comma.

I sprinkled my blood like a fountain as I blew up behind me.

"Peggyyyyyyyyy!!

Red tornado paints beautiful art with a splash of blood.

"Mob-style Deep Spirit/Kirimi Rotational Passive (Bloody Tornado)"

and unnecessarily fall to the ground, bounce, and roll.

A big cheer rocked the arena.

"Gu, gu, gu, gu, gu, gu, gu!

Break more blood bags and vomit blood.

Perfecto!

No one in the venue would doubt my mob. [M]

I'm about to show my white teeth for a ten-point act, but I can see them.

It's not over yet.

It's not the end.

"GUG, SHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

I'll be up in ten seconds acting on a level I'm dying for.

Yes... there are still forty-seven Mob-style depths left.

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Why, you can get up.

Rose Oriana fought the boy who would stand up no matter how many times she defeated him.

He doesn't even seem to remember to lay his sword in blood.

It's not a very fightable state, no. It's a miracle to be standing.

Rose's sword is thin, but never light. The blade is crushed, but the magic put into it is real.

If you hit it properly, you can push it out of combat with one blow.

But.

How many times in the world has this boy received a sword in his body?

Not once or twice.

He showered himself with a number of slaughters exceeding ten degrees, and nevertheless rose with an indomitable fighting spirit.

Why do you stand up until then?

The flesh is supposed to be beyond its limits, but his eyes are not as if dead.

Still, those hot eyes are telling me there's something to do.

Yes, his spirit transcends flesh.

The spirit supports the flesh beyond its limits.

Rose was impressed by the way he looked.

How much thought did he have in coming to this game?

He has a reason to never lose.

The difference in strength between him and Rose is immeasurable. He has no chance of winning.

Despite this, he hasn't given up at all.

Those hot eyes stare at Rose.

It's not over yet.

I can't end up here.

Rose was just touched by its bravery in transcending the limits of the flesh in an indomitable spirit and challenging an opponent who could never win.

And I sincerely respected and deeply apologized to a boy named Sid Caguenot.

Rose insulted this boy as an easy opponent to beat.

Indeed, a simple sword battle may not be a battle.

But in the battle of hearts, it was Rose's complete defeat.

"Next is the end."

That's why Rose chose to end it quickly.

If we continue like this, he will rise to his death.

I didn't want to kill him... this future boy.

When did the arena cheer stop?

They were all donning at the boy's appearance.

Rose's sword had the greatest magic of the day.

The atmosphere trembles and the audience makes noise.

But still.

"Again, you don't give up"

His eyes were glowing hot and hot.

Fear of this blow was dust-free, just infinite fighting spirit hidden there.

Then only release as much as you can.

Rose's sword roars, at that moment.

"Stop!! Stop it, the game is over!

The referee broke in and stopped the game. I decided it was more dangerous than that.

Rose was just relieved.

But the boy was different.

"Oh no! There are still thirty-three left..."

I can still fight, that's what his eyes said.

"Winner Rose Oriana!!

A big cheer blessed Rose.

Rose responded by waving her hand and thanked Sid Cagheno deeply for falling apart.