"I can't let you hurt Lord Alestri. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info" Miloca said firmly as he stood in front of Aless, his voice trembling and his mind racing to find a strategy to defeat Kodila. But his knowledge was clearly woefully lacking, and none of the teachers who taught him how to fight, whether it was Bane, Aska, or Ives, mentioned how to deal with skilled swordsmans or swordsmen who were familiar with magic.

Kodila smiled disapprovingly, without any intention of stopping.

"Stop, Koudila. Even if I have to die here, I will not back down, and I will not let your hands be stained with the blood of the good. Miloka said in an almost pleading tone.

"Hahaha!" Kodila stopped and began to laugh out loud, "Aless, what shall I say of you? Stupid wise man or clever fool? You knew that Blue Tower would find you, so you found yourself a real blood to protect you, but you didn't notice that he was completely unable to control that power, and even knew nothing about his identity. With that, he sprang forward and swung his sword at Aleister.

"Bell!" Miloka was dizzy with the crisp sound of steel, and he pressed his left hand and right shoulder against the erect sword, barely able to block a powerful blow from Kodila.

"Do you really think you can stop me?" said Kodila, looking at Miloka in a little surprise.

"I can't. ”

"Then don't get out of the way!"

"I still can't!" Miloka pushed Kodila's sword away, and then lunged hard, which Cordila easily dodged. Miloka then swept forward, but still couldn't hit Cordilla - he deftly unleashed a backflip and kicked the tip of Miloka's sword, nearly throwing the old Imperial sword into the air. The regrouped Kodila took advantage of Miloka's chest wide open and launched a swift attack, pushing the tip of her sword against Miloka's throat.

"Get out of the way!" roared Kodila.

Miloka and Kodila froze, suddenly turning along the blade to avoid the blade, until he turned to the arm that was leaning back against Kodila's sword, and slammed his left elbow into his face, and then slashed down with a sword, cutting a deep, long cut in Kodila's leather armor, spreading from his left shoulder to his right crotch, leaving his skin exposed.

This time Kodila was really angry, and the anger caused the air around him to start to vibrate violently, but the energy fluctuations that emitted had just left him and then drifted away without a trace.

Miloka was puzzled, and it seemed that Cordilla didn't plan to use the spells he was proud of to get a quick victory, and he didn't even think about using spells to protect himself or contain Miloca.

"Let go of the fight, kid. As long as the counter-circle on the ground remains, we will not be able to channel energy. Aleister said.