"I said you had to bear the consequences!"

"Damn!! How dare you kill him!? Philip's face was covered with frost, and his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked extremely angry.

"Kill!!"

'Smack! ’

Philip stepped on the stone slab, almost clearly making footprints, and his body swelled a little in anger towards Freya.

'Bell! ’

Freya wisely didn't block head-on, but instead took a deflective stance, venting the incoming attack, and the cross sword in her hand spun in a circle before stabbing diagonally again, while her body deflected backwards to avoid Philip's next slash.

Casually throwing away the head in her hand, the air flow around her made her hover in the blade with greater ease, and the cross sword in her hand instantly stabbed after using a small force to deflect her sword form.

"Damn it!" Philip's face finally changed, and he hurriedly turned sideways, almost being stabbed by the cross sword. “… What kind of swordsmanship is this...? ”

The constant attacks forced Philip to fend off Freya's attacks even as he spoke.

Ignoring Philip's questioning, Freya dodged it, and her nimb wrist allowed the crosssword to pick up and slash diagonally.

The delicate offensive gradually unfolded, combined with the extremely fast pace of her feet, or picking, stabbing, or dodging and blocking, she slowly played her own rhythm.

Her swift bayonet sword was used to the fullest, and even though most of the attacks were blocked by Philip, she managed to keep her from attacking stance.

The skill of the second combo almost overwhelmed Philip, as if he was facing several swords attacking at the same time.

"Ah!!h

The extreme aggrieved dispatch made his strength useless, and apart from the stabbing cross sword, he saw an opportunity to slash out.

'Poof! ’

A slight stinging pain appeared in his arm, and his hard blow was separated by Freya, the first time Philip had been injured at Freya's hands...

And this just interrupted the continuous sword pose, and Freya took a step back with a flushed face, the powerful blow just now just separated her and made her use all her strength, making her qi and blood surge.

Her strength is one of her biggest weaknesses after all, and even though she can use her agility to dodge blocks, if she gets a sword, then she's finished.

Freya began to retreat slowly, impassively.

Looking at the sword wound on his arm, the red blood was even more dazzling on Philip's dress, but he also knew the weakness of the girl opposite.

Sensing Freya's slight backswind, Philip grinned slightly.

"What? Want to run? If you run, your brother and that guard will be mine! ”

The threatening words made Freya frown slightly, but she immediately turned around as soon as she made a mistake, and the air currents around her instantly surrounded her body.

Disappeared like a white whirlwind at the end of the hallway.

"......" looked at Freya who was disappearing quickly, and Philip opened his mouth, but he didn't chase after him after all.

First, his speed is not as fast as the other party, and second, he has been attacking with all his strength, and his current body is also consumed by more than half, and if he rushes to chase it, he will probably be killed by Freya directly.

"Damn it!" The long sword in the aggrieved Philip's hand slammed into the stone brick next to him, causing it to burst open a deep hole with great force.

"Now that you know your weakness, then ...... next time" Philip turned and stared at the two motionless men not far away.

For Freya killing Olisses, even Philip had a hard time sorting out some things in the face of Berta.

"Well, this waste actually died in front of me, so I have to cancel it with the lives of both of you!"

The cold sword reflected a seeping light in the lamplight, and a grim smile curled into the corners of Philip's mouth as he walked towards the two of them.

Suddenly, a faint sound of breaking wind came from behind.

Philip was slightly stunned, and the long sword in his hand turned abruptly.

'Ding'

A silver light pierced his sword with precision, and Freya's long white dress fluttered, and her pale face looked particularly cold.

It was actually when he turned around and rushed back very quickly!

The turbulent air swirled around her, blowing her hair in a bun, and blonde hair fluttered through the air like a storm goddess.

"You!" Philip's pupils slowly dilated, and with an incredible expression, he looked down at his waist, where a short sword had been plunged deeply, and a trace of blood was left on the ground along the sword. 、

"I said you were going to pay!" Although she had been actively attacking, she couldn't help the other party's Freya, and at this time, her cold face slowly revealed a hint of a victor's smile.

"Ahhh!!h An explosive roar erupted around Philip, and the power of his dying life gushed out, and his free left hand slammed out, blasting Freya with the short sword at her waist with a single punch.

'Bang! ’

Freya, who flew out upside down, smashed against the wall behind her, blood gushing out of her mouth in an instant, and even her vision blurred slightly.

'The bones are not broken... It's just internal organs...' Feeling the pain in her abdomen, Freya supported her body with her sword in a cold sweat.

Philip, whose whole body burst out with unrivaled strength, stood in place, and the blood on his waist also gushed out a large amount of blood after the explosion just now, and if he didn't bandage it, it was estimated that he would soon lose too much blood and die.

"Freya, you're the first person to hurt me so badly... I thought only your father could have this kind of power, but I didn't expect you to have it—" Philip's calm voice seemed to be hurting not himself.

"Finally, I want to ask you a question, who taught you your swordsmanship?"

"What? Do you want to escape? Instead of answering the question, Freya asked him rhetorically.

“…… You! Philip, who had been extremely aggrieved, suddenly turned his calm face into hideousness, and the power of anger erupted again, and the whole person rushed towards her.

'Bell!! ’

Staggering the split long sword, the cross sword in Freya's hand flashed slightly, and the silver light of the short sword mixed with it slowly surged up.

'Huh......'

The white figure suddenly disappeared, replaced by a raging and violent hurricane.

'Ding Ding'

The crisp sound of impact gradually came from Philip's body and the sword.

Standing in the middle of the hurricane, Philip struggled to block the sword light attacking from all around, and his hideous expression slowly turned into fear, and scars quickly flashed on his body.

"Bayonet-Blade Waltz!"

The originally violent hurricane suddenly increased in a circle, and a circle of gorgeous dances of sword blades flashed in the air.

Freya's long white dress fluttered around.

'Huh!! ’

In an instant, the storm came to an abrupt end! The crosssword appears last in Philip's heart.

There was not a single intact spot in Philip's body, and he slowly collapsed with wide eyes and a look of disbelief.