The Heroine Who Was Taken Away by the Main Character Becomes Obsessed With Me After Returning

60. The wall. (3)

Puuu!

The sound of the trumpet announcing the start of the Mutu Festival.

Along with that, the meeting place of Mutuje became quite noisy.

With the knights of the White Lion Knights.

Princess of Reinhardt, the family of the Knights.

If you think normally, the knight might surrender.

The expression of the two swordsmen at the fight was not in the mood to surrender.

As if looking at each other’s liver.

Two swordsmen aiming their swords and looking at their opponents.

Looking at Cale, Dagnes concentrated and took a deep breath.

‘…… Concentration.’

The opponent. He is the most outstanding genius among those he has ever dealt with.

Is it really in the human realm?

A genius sent from the sky to the point where you might think that way.

So, I don’t care about the chances of winning.

The reason why he took part in this duel. It’s not about winning.

Just. It was not to support.

“If you won’t come in, go first.”

Taat.

As if taking a light step.

Cale took a step forward and swung her sword.

‘…… What sword is it? Quick sword? Or, heavy sword?’

I’ve already gone through dozens of sparring with Cale.

I couldn’t get used to fighting him. The moment he thought he had gotten used to it, he found himself collapsed on his knees.

If it’s a normal inspection. If you mix swords several times, you have no choice but to get used to the swordsmanship.

What kind of technique is the opponent’s swordsmanship following?

Whether you want fast pace. Or are you looking for strength?

If that’s the case, what kind of habit did you develop unconsciously while wielding a sword like that?

It was a part that I couldn’t help but feel naturally when mixing swords.

But Kale was different.

…… It would be right to say that they cannot even be put on the same standard.

A man who can use all sword techniques that humans can use.

Nevertheless. A monster whose swordsmanship reached its peak as a swordsman.

Each battle is like fighting for the first time with a swordsman who has trained in that swordsmanship for the rest of his life.

In front of such a prosecutor. It would be absurd arrogance to dare to say that he had “Understood” The opponent.

Wheek!

To check what kind of sword it is, take a step back and dodge Kayle’s sword.

The bloody wind pressure of the sword grazed my skin.

The classic ‘sword’ drama.

As if an honest knight wielded it.

A sword that doesn’t mix honest swordsmanship with tricks.

I have never seen such a sword.

‘Count Taylor… ….’

One of the opponents that Cale won in the final round.

Roland Taylor of Count Taylor, a master of swordsmanship.

It was the same form of the family swordsmanship he was using.

A classic sword.

It wasn’t particularly fast like a quicksword, nor was it as strong as Dagnes’ own sword.

There was no such striking advantage.

A sword with no advantage means, in other words, no weakness.

Even with an honest sword.

The sword that reached its peak in swordsmanship possessed power that could not be ignored.

Taat!

Dagnes took two more steps back and evaded the attack.

Now then. After that, Cale followed closely and swung his sword.

“Sir Dagnes, I would have told you. With the ‘patterned sword’, don’t get caught up in the opponent’s flow!”

A sword flying towards your head. Can not avoid.

Quang!

Dagnes, who blocked Cale’s sword, gritted his teeth.

Even though the amount of aura and strength must be less than Dagnes.

Keil’s sword was unbelievably heavy.

Taat!

Dagnes, who shook off Cale’s sword, straightened his stance.

“…… Yes. I know!”

He was right.

Defense Sword.

I called Cale by that name.

If I were to properly name this swordsmanship, I would have to add one more letter in between.

It is not a sword that can be simply pressed down.

To put it bluntly, yes.

It should be called the Overlord Sword.

Paewang. You might think that such a grandiose name doesn’t seem to fit the knight.

Rather, that’s why it fit.

Your own beliefs. To believe only in value, and to wield a sword without wavering at all.

The Supreme King creates his own flow with it.

That’s why the king doesn’t care who the opponent is.

Will a beast at the top of the food chain care about its prey?

There is no reason to analyze the opponent.

There is also no reason to be afraid.

“…… Suck.”

Bring it.

Dagnes opened his eyes like that and swung his sword.

Wow!

As if you are pressing down on the world with your will. As if putting all things under the sword.

A sword.

It was a step further than before.

“…… Okay. It should come out like that!”

Looks like fun. Cale raises the corner of his mouth and grips the sword.

It is not easy to pierce an overpowering sword with a standard sword.

In that case, it was enough to throw away that form.

The sword of Dagnes that slashes down the world.

I took the sword as it was.

Without stepping back. Without avoiding it.

Quaaang!

An unbelievable roar reverberates as swords collide with each other.

However. There was not even the slightest movement in Cale’s body that received it.

Keil took the sword without too much difficulty.

In the first place, I didn’t even think that he wouldn’t be able to get the sword.

Creates flow with the sword.

If you accept it once. It’s enough to swing it several times.

Swipe and press, tap and press, tap and press.

All he had to do was swing his sword until he couldn’t stand it.

Quaang, quaang!

Dagnes wielding a sword. Again, Cale accepts it.

Come on, come on.

The sword of the swordsman and swordsman mixed together, resounding like a scream.

Song of the Sword.

A noise like a blacksmith forging iron with a hammer.

A fierce battle continues without a single word.

The sword was heavily pressed against the opponent.

Keil’s sword was easily received.

…… No.

It was probably only Dagnes who swung the sword fiercely.

In a way, it’s a form of Dagnes pouring out attacks and Cale constantly blocking them.

If anyone sees it, they might think that Dagnes is winning.

The exact opposite thought was tormenting Dagnes in his head.

‘…… I can’t see any way to get over it.’

If you can’t even swing a sword and lose.

Or if the opponent spilled the sword.

If you swing your sword properly next time, you’ll even think that if you get even one shot, you’ll be able to get over that wall.

Because the sword was heavy and possessed just as much power.

However, now Cale was receiving his attacks from the front.

He didn’t even dodge the attack.

He didn’t back down, he wasn’t afraid.

Just. He swung his sword and took it.

Perfect. I couldn’t help but think that way.

A solid iron wall. An invincible fortress that cannot be overcome.

It’s like swinging a sword against something like that.

Because no matter how he wielded the sword, Kayle’s sword perfectly caught his own sword and swallowed it.

That’s a heaven-sent genius.

I thought I had taken a step forward.

Thus, I thought we were one step closer.

However, Kale was not human. At least his swordsmanship was not in the realm of humans.

With humans. The length of the stride outside of human standards.

It would have been pointless to compare them.

Dagnes was talented enough to be called a genius in some places.

Overwhelming talent enough to turn even the name ‘genius’ into a dunjae.

“… ….”

It’s not a matter of Kayle having learned his swordsmanship before.

Even if you wield a sword for the rest of your life, train it and devote yourself to it.

…… I never thought I would be able to reach that sword.

That’s why.

Dagnes, who continued to swing his sword, stopped for a moment.

Then Cale looked at Dagnes in silence.

As if I was the only one who would surrender.

Keil’s red eyes looked at Dagnes with such feelings.

Soon after Dagnes’s eyes met, he let out a smirk.

The eyes of Dagnes.

In order to surrender, it wasn’t something a person who stopped his sword would be doing.

The fighting spirit.

Not an obsession to win. Concentrate on not losing.

“…… Okay. Come see.”

Grab the sword with both hands.

With that alone, my idle thoughts are gone. The noise of the world is pushed away.

Even Kayle, who was the opponent, disappears from sight.

The only thing left in the world.

Only the sword and Dagnes himself.

To wield a sword.

That was enough.

The black sword. Originally, it was a sword that had no reason to be bound by anyone.

──Kuuu.

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Thinking about winning is also thrown away.

But I put confidence on top of the idea that I will not be defeated.

I just raise a sword forged with the faith of a knight into the sky.

A sword that casts away all idle thoughts and carries only one thought.

It was very incomplete.

The momentum was not neat. The gathered energy escapes as quickly as the wind escapes from a balloon with a hole.

However.

Nevertheless, the sword he wielded was carrying enough weight to crush the world.

“…… Her. Until now, I didn’t expect it.”

Keil muttered briefly as he held the sword in front of him.

Soon, the sword was swung.

The sword wasn’t that fast, though. Can never be avoided

At least now. The sword of Dagnes wielded like this.

──It was touched by Cale’s sword.

“If it comes out like that. Me too…… I’ll have to take it right Be as inconspicuous as possible.”

Darling with Cale over the past month.

From it. Except for the first sparring, Kayle had never used a unique aura.

Unique Aura. The ‘correct answer’ of swordsmanship given by a knight of the highest level of exploitation.

If you use it.

That sparring will not be a sparring where you can learn, it will be a one-sided overwhelm.

But now. A completely different aura leaked from Cale’s sword.

If someone saw it, they could call it an ordinary aura.

Obviously different from that. A colorful aura.

Looking at this, Dagnes’ eyes widened.

Cheol Ong Fortress seemed unreachable.

And. Until now.

The master of that swordsmanship. Dagnes was also well acquainted with it.

Its characteristics were not very prominent.

Because Cale suppressed it so that it wouldn’t show. Most people won’t even recognize it.

Since I saw it up close, I couldn’t help but notice it.

It was a sword I had seen so many times that I couldn’t help but know it.

The greatest sword in the empire, and the current head of the Reinhardt family.

Aion Reinhardt.

Keil’s sword. Dagnes’s sword collided.

The voice that came to visit.

──Bad.

It’s hard to believe that this is a sword with such heavy conviction.

Instantly, Dagnes’s sword, which had been cracked, broke into pieces.

Obviously, the moment the winner is decided.

But Dagnes was laughing.

The sword that touched Cale.

Because it left a shallow scratch on his cheek.

Jureuk.

A thin line of blood flowed from Cale’s cheek.

“It’s been a while since I tried to do my best properly, so I’m going to die. Are you satisfied?”

“Yes… …. It’s good.”

Keil asked if he was satisfied.

To that, Dag Ness nodded.

Kale muttered, smiling as if he was dumbfounded.

“…… What is it? The escort knight hurts the face of a nobleman and is fond of it.”

And. The voice of society that comes half a beat late.

-…… Winner, Cale von Reinhardt!

The winner has been decided, but one thing is certain.

There were no losers there.