The trembling body suddenly tensed, every blood vessel in the neck became extremely conspicuous, and the bloodshot in the pupils disappeared without a trace at a speed visible to the naked eye... Even the world in front of me seems to have become extremely clear.

A steady beating heart, a rushing blood in the body... Everything was telling Loren that his power was back.

Holding the shiny silver hand with a forceful wipe away the nosebleed, the black-haired wizard raised the corners of his mouth again, and stared at Brunhilde with burning eyes.

"Loren Turin, you... Why are you so persistent?"

Brunhilde's face did not change, as if he was questioning and as if he was asking himself, and the person in front of him seemed to be gradually overlapping with another figure, and in the way she least wanted it, in that posture.

"Friendship, faith, courage, morality, justice...... What are you fighting for?"

Loren smiled.

It's a... The second middle school is an incurable evil god.

"You know... Not long ago, another person asked me a similar question. The black-haired wizard shrugged his shoulders and said lightly as if chatting between friends: "It's not as tall as you describe, it's actually a very simple reason - to live." ”

"Only by being alive can I understand the meaning of what I do;

Only by being alive can I have the power to choose, whether the choice is right or wrong, good or bad;

Only by being alive can I talk to my friends or any ordinary person about these things like any ordinary person;

Only alive can I know... I am truly alive, not a story written by some boring guy, a character made up, and only by living can I feel that I have a soul and that everything I come into contact with is real and not false!"

"I'm willing to fight for this, even if I die, it doesn't matter, even if it's temporary, even if it's full of thorns and bumps, because I'm already alive!"

"Enough to live!"

When the words fell, the black-haired wizard with resolute eyes subconsciously raised the hair at the corner of his forehead, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

I don't know why, the words that originally came from the heart felt unusually ashamed to say in front of this "middle two evil god......

Brunhilde looked at him quietly, his star-bright eyes unwavering, and his gaze was deep and long.

"Do you do everything you can to break the shackles of fate in order to live freely and unfettered? I understand. Valkyrie bowed her head slightly, her beautiful face showed a slight arc at the corners of her mouth, and her expression was extremely elegant:

Such an idea is not humble, and certainly not great... However, it is always a great thing to be able to truly realize oneself, and it is admirable to be able to see the beautiful, but it is a thousand times more difficult to accept the ugly and the true. ”

"Not as Roland's successor, but as an ordinary person, who vows to break the shackles of fate... Loren Turin, I approve of you!"

I only heard Brunhilde say solemnly: "Under the overlap of the pure white and dark worlds, under the witness of the stewards of the Holy Order, the overseers of the world, the sun, the twilight, the morning star, the wind, the showers, and the snow!"

"I, the Knight of the Breeze and the Night Dew, Chino Elaine Arian Seiffir Angela Lilinas Alice El Nanali Lola Chloe Olose Brünnhilde... You are hereby officially acknowledged, Loren Turin, Shackles of Fate!"

".................." the shackles of fate.

"Come on, Fracter of Fate......" Brunhilde raised the Star Sword in his left hand, and the silver blade was aimed at the black-haired wizard, "Fight me with dignity and embark on your destined fate!"

In the next moment, Brunhilde's figure was already approaching the black-haired wizard.

"Bell ——!"

Even though he had dodged as best he could, the spear of green steel collided with the dragon's teeth, and the moment the flames burst out, the blade of the sword with a murderous aura swept through the neck of the black-haired wizard.

In the next second, the black-haired wizard who swung the tip of the spear slid to dodge, and the gray-blue sword was intercepted by the Star Greatsword before it could be pierced, and at the moment when Loren leaned back to dodge, the spiral spear wrapped in the hurricane stabbed him behind him with a cheek.

"Boom ————!!!!"

The hurricane erupted from the tip of the gun with a deafening roar, leaving only a trail of broken walls and cracks.

The black-haired wizard, who had just dodged the mortal blow, did not continue to dodge, but instead swept forward with the dragon tooth in her right hand, and the Valkyrie, frowning slightly, chose to dodge and withdraw her sword to block.

"Bell ——!"

There was a heavy crash, and at the moment when the dragon's teeth collided with the Star Greatsword, Loren suddenly jumped up, and the moment he drew his gun, the whole person jumped forward, waving a gray-blue beam of light from the top of Brunhilde's head.

Can't go back, never go back!

Myself... There has been no way back for a long time!

In the face of the head-on sword, Brunhilde withdrew the blue steel spear that he had pierced out without changing his face, and stabbed at the black-haired wizard who jumped from the sky at a speed that was impossible for humans to complete.

At that moment, it was like slow motion... The spiral-shaped tip of the spear continued to expand in the black-haired wizard's pupils, approaching... He could even feel the coldness of his hands and feet, and his heart was racing.

At that moment... Death has never been so imminent!

I seem to have encountered a similar situation myself... Right... Just recently, not so long ago, he... Luceen... What Lusen once said......

“... Two-handed swordsmanship is not the same as using two swords at the same time, and the two-handed weapon is a separate but united whole......"

“... It's not about attacking and parrying, but about being able to keep changing between parrying and attacking at the same time, thinking separately......"

Yes, this is it!

The black-haired wizard in mid-air suddenly widened his eyes, and at that moment, the spear dragon tooth supporting his body in his right hand suddenly withdrew, and the bright silver in his left hand changed to a parry, and defused the Valkyrie's attack along the trajectory of the blue steel spear!

Brunhilde, who was staring at him, had a hint of surprise in his eyes, and in the center of his star-like pupils was the reflection of the black-haired wizard's dragon teeth stabbing at her face.

"May the void... With you!"

"Bell ————!!!!"

The four blades intersected in pairs, the clashing flames mingled with the unbridled frenzy of the hurricane, and the gray-blue sword slammed into Brunhilde's graceful and slender neck for the first time.

Just a fraction of a second, he can behead the Valkyrie in front of him on the spot;

And... Or in a dignified head-to-head confrontation!

In an instant, an irresistible tearing sensation spread from his arms to his body, and finally spread throughout his body.

"Ahh——!!!!h

The unbearable black-haired wizard screamed so heartbreakingly that his cheeks twisted slightly.

But even if it was painful, even if he was trembling to the point of cold sweat, he still refused to let go, because... Because......

"Because victory is at hand, ahhhh——!!!!h

Looking at the black-haired wizard with his cheeks twisted and screaming in anger, Brunhilde remained unmoved, still brandishing the sword and spear in his hand as usual.

She could feel so definitely that the person in front of her was getting stronger, and little by little he was surpassing his limit, the limit of mortals.

As the main group of the material world, and even the master in a sense, human beings are very weak - even if they have countless tools, weapons and even beliefs, they are far from being "powerful".

But if this contradictory group can reach a certain limit, reach the edge of life and death, or encounter an existence countless times stronger than them... They will be able to open a "door".

They can sublimate, mutate, or distort, and become "higher" beings, becoming more powerful than they imagined—just like Roland, Roland Turin.

And Loren Turin, you are not strong enough, and before you can face your true enemy, you must be as strong as you can, beyond your own limits, to open that door.

Brunhilde said bitterly to himself as he parried the black-haired wizard's almost frantic attack.

Come on......

Let's fight, let's fight......

And then... Get stronger!