Mortally wounded, Carl Colin struggled to prop himself up with his remaining right hand, leaning against the shattered door frame.

"How's the situation?" the black-haired wizard with a sword in one hand asked while staring at the motionless elf girl, "Are you still alive?"

The witcher snorted softly and raised the corners of his mouth self-deprecatingly: "At least not dead." ”

"Then be careful, don't let yourself die—hand and foot matters, and I'll help you figure out a way when I settle this guest. Loren said lightly:

"What about the recruit besides you?"

"Dead, her knife was so fast that the boy was beheaded before he could react. ”

"Oh, and what about the knights of the guards outside the main gate of the palace?"

"I didn't notice it, and there was no movement, but it should be a lot of bad luck. ”

"Really?" the black-haired wizard calmly shifted his gaze to the elven girl, "You... It seems that he has killed a lot of me, don't you think you should pay for your life?"

"Lori didn't kill anyone. The elf girl shook her head: "What Lori did was just cut off the murderous things that were close to her." ”

"Excuse me, then... Why did you kill so many lives to see me?"

"On the orders of the Eagle King, kill Loren Turin, Duke of Byrne. ”

"Are you so confident that you think I won't resist?"

"It was because I knew you would resist that Lori, the Eagle King, sat down, and the head of the court was tasked with this mission. The elf girl said softly, babbling but still serious and very "cute":

"The chief of the imperial court must be a samurai with one enemy and a hundred;"

The black-haired wizard was startled at first, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly.

“... With all that said, I cannot say anything more, and I will take my leave, Lord Loren Turin......"

“... Beware of the sword ...... that is going to kill you"

Kill your own sword... Is that such a little girl?

Quietly killed the knights guarding the court, and the two witchers were killed and deposed. More than a dozen lives.

Not only was she unscathed, but she didn't even have a drop of blood on her body.

Neither one's own, nor one's enemy's......

"Ding ——!"

With the sound of swords clashing, the "Dawn" sword on the girl's shoulder was swung open, and almost at the same time, the black-haired wizard lost the figure of the elf girl from his sight.

"Lord Loren, on the right!" Karl Collin's nervous shouts could be heard not far away.

See!

The black-haired wizard slid backwards without hesitation, dragging the blade of his man-tall sword backwards.

"Bell ——!"

In the muffled sound, the elf girl who swung the knife and slashed was stopped by the big sword, and at the same time as the cold sword blade stuck the main blade, it could be "rubbed" past her left arm.

"What a quick knife... But you seem to have said that there is no such thing as you slashing incessantly. Loren, who hooked the corners of his mouth, raised his eyebrows, and opened his eyes that were "beyond perception" with some provocation:

"Is it underestimating me to be stopped so easily?"

The expressionless elf girl ignored it, and the moment she landed, she supported the ground with her left hand, jumped backwards and dodged, dodging the head-on big sword blade.

"Bang ——!"

The delicate bluestone floor tiles shattered in an instant under the Mithril greatsword, and the dust kicked up blocked the view of both sides at the same time, and Loren immediately seized the moment, picking up the blade and snapping his fingers.

Advanced Spell, Will of the Rock.

"Boom ——!"

The sword flickered, and the smoke and stalagmites that suddenly appeared were chopped at the same time.

But the real killing move is the big sword hiding behind the stalagmite - the sword spine that was poured into the "Force Impact" let out a wail, and the invisible "sword qi" gushed out from the rear at the moment when the stalagmite was shattered.

Phew——!

The elven girl did not resist, but easily dodged the blow aimed at her face, and remained unharmed except for the tearing sleeve of her right arm, revealing her white forearm.

"You know, I've met quite a few very confident guys like you before. The black-haired wizard's joking words sounded again: "With one enemy against a hundred, no one can stop it, fast as lightning, holding the best sword in the village... Bala Bala Bala. ”

So I came to a universally applicable truth... The more confident you are in yourself, the more you believe that no one is your opponent, and you will be able to easily defeat anyone......

From head to toe... It's all flawed. ”

"Bell ——!"

The sound of the clashing blades played, and the words came to an abrupt end.

With the whirl of the air tearing, the black-haired wizard raised his greatsword and stopped the blade before the long knife could slash down.

Although I don't know if the opponent's sword is really just too sharp, or because of some special ability of the "way of the samurai", as long as it has no room to exert force, no matter how sharp it is, it will not help.

Use the length and weight of the "Dawn" greatsword to limit the use of the opponent's long sword, while closing the distance, creating flaws with various spells, and looking for the opportunity to kill with a single blow.

It's pretty much Loren Torino's tactic.

The tip of the great sword slammed to the ground again, using its body to arc through the shaft—not to hit the elven girl, but to limit her dodge space.

The elf girl is still dodging, but under the persecution of the big sword again and again, the range of activities that can be moved is obviously greatly limited.

The Invisible Enemy... It's really hard to do.

At least the high-level spell of "Dream" is absolutely useless to her.

But there is never only one way to disrupt the opponent's position.

"It's been two minutes, Your Excellency the Imperial Court of 'One Against a Hundred'. Taking a deep breath, the black-haired wizard with an undiminished smile smashed the blade of the long knife with his broadsword again:

"Why am I, who should have been killed by you, still standing here?"

Expressionless, the elven girl sheathed her sword again, then took it in her backhand and launched a surprise attack on Loren.

"You see, I have a conjecture - it's just the enemy's nonsense, but it's not impossible to use it as your reference, right?" Loren continued to chuckle:

"Chief of the Imperial Court... Isn't it a very prominent position, haven't you, as a young man, ever noticed that some of the older samurai below you are resentful of you?"

"Did you ever think that you took on this task not because the Eagle King favored you, but because someone admonished you?"

"For example... Lord Lori Zade is the chief of the Imperial Court, so it is only natural that such a heavy task should be entrusted to her or the like......"

"If you are left alone, in such a foreign land, to die?"

When the words fell, the figure of the elf girl was obviously slightly stunned.

There are flaws!

The sword fell, and the black-haired wizard stepped forward abruptly, his left hand holding down the hilt of the shiny silver sword.

Gray-blue sword light erupted, and the dark night sky exuded a deathly glow.

"——! Growth"

The moment the sword stabbed out, the knife in the elf girl's hand unbelievably turned from a split to a stab, like a maple leaf in the cold wind, abrupt and natural, intersecting with the sword.

The sword stopped at the center of the elven girl's eyebrows;

The tip of the knife pressed against the black-haired wizard's throat.

Not far away, under the rubble, the nervous Carl Colin no longer had time to breathe.

Dizzying movements, fighting without stagnation, and walking on the edge of life and death with ease... The elf girl who had just been completely suppressed and had even "killed" herself became the suppressed party at this moment.

Unheard of battles... Compared with the battle of the centaur Chakar, this kind of "equivalent" level fight makes people feel an unattainable sense of suffocation.

What the hell is this......

"Middel. ”

The elf girl who was pointed at her eyebrows by the sword suddenly spoke: "Confusing people's hearts with words, hiding cunning in the blade of the sword, and taking it by surprise... This is the tactic used by Middlel in the second seat of the Imperial Court. ”

"Lori had fought him many times, and was all too familiar with this vile tactic; Lord Byrne, if you want to defeat Lori with this tactic, please give up as soon as possible. ”

The dark-haired wizard's face remained unchanged, just smiling.

The chief and second seat of the Imperial Court... I see, that's why Middell knew she existed.

Be careful with the sword that kills me?

Loren remembered Middel's expression at that time, his solemn gaze and last words were definitely not a joke... In other words, the little girl in front of him should be much more terrifying than he imagined.

Now, I'm afraid she hasn't shown all her strength.

Except for the valve and the dream world, the hole cards that he can take out are actually almost exhausted, but the opponent still fights with him purely by virtue of swordsmanship, and does not show the ability of "the way of the samurai".

Or is it... For some reason, her abilities are limited?

Phew——!

The sound of the blade tearing through the air sounded again, and the moment the black-haired wizard dodged, the blade slashed against the armor on his chest, tearing in an instant!

"Speaking of which... The two of you seem to be samurai in the Imperial Court, and you should have a very good relationship, very close, right?" While dodging, Loren still didn't mean to stop:

"After all, he's the same one who told me a lot about you, the Eagle King and the Azores, like being careful with the sword that kills me... Something like that. ”

“...... Before he begs me to give him a good time. ”

The elven girl remained unmoved, and once again held off the "Dawning Sword" swung by the black-haired wizard, her leaping body and the bright silver sword gliding through, taking only a small piece of fabric from the collar.

Neither side is absolutely sure of hitting, and giving up defense is tantamount to putting their lives in the hands of the other party, and they can only keep trembling within the range of the big sword swing, looking for the moment when the opponent reveals their flaws in the hand-to-hand combat.

But Loren has no intention of dying with her, and the elven girl seems to have the same idea, both of them are constantly restricting the space for the other to move and dodge, and in their own ways, they bring the other into a distance that is more suitable for their own play.

Where did her faith come from?

No... It should be said that her goal is to kill herself, isn't it clear that the longer it drags on, the worse it will be for her?

Or is she just a feint, and the assassin who really wants to kill her has not yet appeared?

"——! Growth"

The deflected blade unloaded the head-on slashing greatsword, pulled out a string of sparks, and the elven girl with her back to Loren held the knife in her backhand and stabbed the blade behind her.

The great sword was swung away, and the black-haired wizard who did not hesitate poked the bright silver downward, and the blade was bounced away against the sword;

The elf girl, who couldn't unload her strength, immediately turned sideways and changed her stab to pick, wanting to cut off the bright silver of Loren's left hand along with her arm.

Right now!

Whether it's throwing away the greatsword to dodge or trying to dodge, it's too late, both of which will upset the balance, and neither way is what he wants.

So Loren chose the third option.

Phew——!

The long knife in the elf girl's hand froze... She heard the sound of the air breaking behind her.

The swiftly turned blade split the crossbow bolt behind him in two in an instant.

"Hush. ”

Weakly throwing away the crossbow in his right hand, Carl Colin slumped beside the rubble made a helpless expression at the black-haired wizard.

The elf girl blade does not stop, and she does not hesitate to stab back!

Failed?

Surprised, her face did not change, but she slowly turned around and took the posture of drawing the knife again.

"That's right... You Eagle King of the Kingdom of the Azores, there should be more than just two of you among the warriors under your command, right?" The black-haired wizard, who had already taken the opportunity to retreat five steps away, continued to chuckle and speak:

"Chief of the Imperial Court... Are there still three, four, or is this actually a synonym for a military organization? Praetorian Guard, Knights, Mercenaries, Pro-Soldiers, or ......?"

"Do you want to use words to disrupt people's hearts, Lord Duke?" the elven girl said in a low voice, without any emotion in her voice: "Obviously Lori has already told you that this kind of tactic is useless to others, and can only delay time needlessly......"

"Smack!"

With a snap of his fingers, he interrupted the elf girl's words.

"That's right, stall for time. The corners of Loren's mouth curled up in a smug arc:

"That's it. ”

Well?!

The elven girl's face changed suddenly, and she raised her head suddenly, and the knife in her hand kept poking out in all directions.

The sound of iron boots, which was uniform and unobtrusive, sounded from all sides of the main entrance of the palace, blocking the water of this small narrow clearing.

The elven girl immediately came to her senses.

Fell into a trap - from the beginning, the Duke had no intention of dueling with him one-on-one.

He fought so desperately with himself in order to put all his attention on him alone, to cover up these sneaking warriors, to appear at the right time he chose, and completely surround himself.

"On the contrary, it's a fair duel. The black-haired wizard smiled with a hint of provocation, and said in a tone that saw through the other party's thoughts:

"The Chief Samurai of the Imperial Court, Miss Lori Zade... You have said that you are a strong man who is enough to fight against a hundred, and in that case, it would not be too wronged for you to be the only one to fight you—no way, we Byrins are so hospitable, and like to entertain strange guests with the most grand scenes. ”

"So when I found out you were coming, I specially prepared for this unique duel. ”

"Twelve spellcasters, thirteen alchemists, seventy-four witchers, plus my ......" Loren's smile became more and more triumphant, and he didn't hide it at all:

"With the palace as the stage, the moon and stars as the audience, ...... here"

"One hundred, one of you!" (https:)

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