After a lot of hardships, the Demon Dragon Castle was in front of him, and seeing that the princess was finally able to get off the line, the brave man and His Majesty the King were involved......

"Although you have angered this king, but your courage to dare to die is really worthy of the king's praise, and if you are only allowed to fight this king with your bare hands, it is really a sacred duel. ”

Jill looked at the iron sword that Caesar was holding tightly as a prop, this kind of inferior workmanship, not to mention the enchanted toy sword, can only defend ordinary people, in a real battle between knights, it can't be cut twice, I'm afraid it will break.

"What do you want?"

Caesar's usual weapon is the gemstone dagger that his father Chersugen gave him, but now that sword is still lying honestly on the table backstage, it is really ruinous to run to get the sword and make the audience wait.

"Hmph, this king will give you a sword. ”

With a look of pity, Jill seemed to see through Caesar's embarrassment, only to see him snort coldly, and the space behind him splashed like a circle of golden ripples like a stone on the surface of the water, and a silver long sword slowly came out from the center of the ripples.

"Take it. ”

When the blade of the sword completely escaped from Jill's King's Treasury, it was suddenly accelerated by something, like a meteor shooting towards Caesar on the stage, compared to the previous slow speed, this sudden change could not be reacted to at all, and it was impossible to avoid it.

"Thank you. ”

However, Caesar didn't want to avoid it at all, he looked at the long sword that looked like him, and his eyes couldn't leave the smooth body of the sword that reflected the light and the azure hilt engraved with golden runes, the sword was the knight's second life, all knights longed for a sword that could communicate with their hearts, and Caesar, he sensed this sword, was calling him.

"No way. ”

Jill was amazed to find that he had gradually lost control of the sword that had belonged to him, and that the artifact was psychic, that is, in such a short period of time, the sword had betrayed him and chosen Caesar as its new master. The sword that had been shot at Caesar also changed its trajectory and plunged straight into the ground one step in front of Caesar.

The sword embedded deep in the stage shimmered with a golden light, and a circle of golden inscriptions appeared around it on the otherwise empty stage, and the language of the inscription was the old Britannian word that had been lost to the country for a long time - "Whosopullethoutthissword".

fromthisstoneandanvilisdulybornKingofallTheHolyEmpire

OfBritannia”

"Uh, what do you mean......"

However, Caesar did not know the purpose of these powerful-looking inscriptions, perhaps only a scholar specializing in Old Britannia could guess a thing or two, but Caesar could sense a point, the sword in front of him, calling him to pull it out of the stage.

"All in all, pull it out first!"

Since His Majesty Gil was so generous and angry to send the artifact, Caesar felt that he didn't need to be polite to that kind of conceited guy, only to see him take a step forward, feeling the constant pressure from the sword, knowing that this was the sword to test him, Caesar also took out a stern expression, he stretched out his hand, little by little, and slowly stretched out to the azure hilt of the sword engraved into the crown with golden runes.

"No way!"

However, just as Mr. Caesar's hand was about to touch the hilt of his sword, a fellow who was covering his face with a black cloth that he had torn from under the curtain suddenly rushed up from under the stage, and invariably struck Mr. Caesar's solemn face with an elbow, causing him to bleed backwards.

"It's mine!"

Holding the hilt of the sword with both hands, he pulled it out vigorously, and the guy who suddenly came out seemed to be full of obsession with the sword, and shouted through gritted teeth.

"Well, even if you say so......"

Although the sneak attacker had already used the strength of the suckling to draw the sword, the sword lord as an artifact seemed to be quite faceless to this obsessive and cautious attacker, and no matter how hard the other party tried, it still remained nailed in place. And Nagi, who was standing on the side and didn't want to interfere, finally couldn't stand the poor guy's pantomime performance, so he had to come forward with a helpless face, and lifted the black cloth that hung on the mouth of the guy who had suffocated his whole face red because of his exertion.

"Aya, your disguise is too bad. ”

Nagi looked at Aya in front of her who was stunned because her identity was revealed, and she couldn't bear to look at her and said, It's not that others won't recognize it as long as you cover your face, at least replace the guard knight uniform on your body before the cosplay robbers, okay?

"No, I'm just ......"

Aya was at a loss to defend herself, she had always maintained the security of the academy with respect and responsibility, but now what she did no matter how she looked at it, it seemed that there was no justification for any justification.

"I'm afraid you've been inspired by the sword, well, the knight's thirst for a sword that can communicate with her heart often makes her lose her mind, and it's not your intention to do such a thing. ”

Rubbing his head and sitting up from the ground, Caesar, who was attacked by Aya, didn't look angry, he showed a silly smile on his beaten face, and he excused Aya very understandingly.

"Ah, yes, yes......"

Smiling awkwardly, Aya nodded and stammered in reply, thanks to Caesar, who was the victim, otherwise she really didn't know how to defend herself now.

"But it doesn't look like the other person wants to respond to me. ”

Losing a glance at the sword that didn't seem to accept her as the master, Aya said sadly with red eyes.

"Get out of here. ”

Seeing Aya's sad look because of this sword, Nagi frowned, quietly lowered her head, and whispered in this Erwuzai sword that had just jumped from Jill.

As soon as Nagi's words fell, the blade of the sword suddenly trembled, and the inscription on the ground disappeared in an instant, and the sword that was originally inserted in the ground seemed to be unstable, and fell to the ground with a thud.

"Aya, look, it was just tsundere just now, seeing that you are so sad, don't you still obey you with a righteous mouth?"

Picking up the sword from the ground, the heavy blade made Nagi, who had never held an orthodox knight's sword, stumble, and dragged the sword directly in front of Aya, Nagi said with a smirk.

"Really?"

As if unable to believe the astonishing truth, Aya's hand began to tremble desperately, her hand reaching for the hilt of the sword that Nagi had handed her, and then slamming it into her grip.

An incomparably strong light shot up into the sky, completely enveloping the place where Aya and Nagi were standing, and at the same time, a line of golden inscriptions appeared on the originally empty sword body.

"Hmph! If you weren't forced to be helpless, we wouldn't want your broken shoes to be the owner. ”

After reading the inscription on the sword in old Britannian script word by word, Aya looked at Nagi next to her, who was clapping and celebrating like herself, and instantly burst into tears.

"This is not the same as saying yes! how do you fight with this kind of sword, Soul Fade!"

After the dazzling light ended, Aya who was holding the ground with both hands looked at the inscription that only she knew, and her whole person turned gray.

"Hey, this is the King's collection!"

Pretending to send a sword, in fact, he wanted to use this to sneak attack, Jill never thought that he would steal chickens and rice, and the sword thrown out would be like a meat bun beating a dog.

"Wordy, are we letting you play now! Believe it or not, we're beating you with only one head, you pervert!"