A Sword Master Childhood Friend Power Harassed Me Harshly, So I Broke Off Our Relationship And Make

The facilities of the previous match, which was built suddenly in the training ground of the Royal Army, were a circular arena.

"Finn didn't come after all..."

From the break room built inside the arena, you can gaze into the audience seat, but you can't find the figure that looks like Finn.

"I told you to come and see me before I left the Mansion..."

I wonder if you're still mad.

I didn't like the fact that I decided to let the Guildmaster accept only the silver-grade request for the solo adventurer retirement.

I thought that the safest thing to do with Finn's prowess was the silver grade, so I decided it was a compromise to keep him from retiring.

If you take care of my swordsmanship training opponents and my surroundings like you do now, you'll earn enough money to feed them properly, so don't hold your ground.

When he stopped looking for Finn, King Frederick and Gyal and a magnificent man with a fine face appeared in a specially crafted special seat.

Hero Lloyd!

This time, not only King Frederick, but also Frontier Uncle Lloyd!

With this, Prince Ledrik will be able to--

The crowds huddled in the venue cheered on the spectacular figure next to King Frederick.

Gyal's irritation is due to Uncle Bordeaux.

Even though I hosted this game and planned it, I felt like I had been taken all the way to the periphery.

King Frederick moves his hands quietly against the cheering people.

When the cheering stopped, King Frederick opened his mouth sternly.

From now on, Alfine Wolffort's third-generation [Sword Saint] swordsmanship match will be held!

With King Frederick's announcement, the once-quiet people were cheering again.

When the king stepped down to his seat, Gail stood in front of him and spread out the paper on which he had written his opponent for the first match.

"Then we will hold the first match between Faust the Swordsman and Alfine, selected by the Royal Army!" Both of you, forward. "

In response to Gyal's call, head toward the center of the arena with a wooden sword for training that was positioned in the rest area.

Since serious games are not allowed, it is an unfamiliar wooden sword, but if it is in the form of a sword, it will be anything.

It was a big, muscular man.

It was like I was a soldier, and I chose a bigger sword.

This hand won't struggle if it's distracted by its quickness.

The referee's knight pushed him to match his sword.

Let the opponents drop their swords on the ground or fight until they're dead!

The knight showed me how to win or lose.

Don't let the dead get out, but you have to flash your looks and think that I am worthy of the [Sword Saint].

Well then, let's get started!

Use the Knight's Order to match your opponent's wooden sword with your own.

Khan and the dry sound signaled the start of the battle.

"Thank you for letting me compete against Alfine the Rumor Wind!" I'll let everyone know that you've been inflated! "

I'm showing a lot of motivation, but the Kenshin prediction is easy.

Rather than being represented by his arms, it seems that his muscles have become stronger.

The sword Faust stood in the upper stage cut through the wind and approached us.

I had already predicted it, and I avoided it by moving my body only half a step.

"It's a pity, but that's not fast enough to catch me."

"Knock it off!"

Thinking that he had been incited, Faust lifted his sword to the ground and leaned sideways with an angry expression on his face.

But there was no body there.

"Jumped!?"

Correct, but it's too late!

He kicked Faust's face and jumped over it. When he landed on the back, he struck a series of spikes in the empty back.

The metal armor Faust wore received a spike from my wooden sword, creating a large dent.

"Awesome! I can't see the tip of the sword!"

Faust can't keep up with the magnitude of Alfine's moves!

That's a human skill!

"Don't mess with me!"

Faust, who thought he was being licked, immediately turned to me and stood up his sword.

"I'm sorry for the audience who have gathered so much if we don't do it flashily." Now, let's finish it! "

As I inhaled my breath, I put my strength into my stomach and stepped in the fastest way. With my swinging wooden sword, I cleared the air and hit Faust with a shock wave.

Air shockwaves slash through Faust's metal armor and wooden swords.

”Ughhhh!”

Faust, who had been blown up, rolled over the ground many times and hit the wall of the arena, stopping.

Winner Alfine!

When the referee knight raised his hand to me, there was even greater cheer.

Let's start with a big slip.

Kingsguard Knights and platinum-grade adventurers from around the world.

From the faces of the resting place, people who seem to have arms to be my enemies...

After that, he took a break and played a match with two Kingsguard representatives and eight platinum-grade adventurers.

In all those matches, the opponent's sword had never touched my body, and the sword released by us yielded to the opponent.

After the last match, King Frederick stepped out of his seat and descended into the arena accompanied by Kingsguard Knight Commander Gile and Frontier Lord.

"Sir Alfine Wolfort, your sword has been shown to me." Although she is young and above women, her swordsmanship isolates others, and she has no choice but to admit that she is no less powerful than the first Sword Saint. "

Uncle Margin, who had opened his mouth earlier, looked at me all the time with admiration.

"I was told that I could get the consent of Uncle Bordeaux, who is said to be the hero of the Great Attack." Now, let me ask those gathered here. Those who do not approve of Lord Wolffort's inauguration of the third [Swordsman] should speak up! "

I questioned the people that Gail was hanging in the arena about my [Sword Saint].

The result was a silence that no one could deny.

King Frederick nodded as he checked the surroundings and sent his gaze to the Guardian Knight.

The Guard Knight handed the sword in his hand to King Frederick.

"Alfine Wolfort unanimously admitted the inauguration of the third generation of the Kingdom of Hartford, and hereby grants the sword. From now on, as the" Holy Sword "Alfine, I will dedicate my power to my country."

I immediately pushed my knee, and when I received the sword offered by King Frederick, I lowered my head deeply.

“For the rest of my life, I swear by this sword that I will do my best for the Kingdom of Hartford.”

Now I can finally live a calm life with Finn.

All I had to do was teach the Kingsguard their swords.

While I was given my sword by King Frederick, my head was already filled with the ease of life that was about to begin.

A week later, it was officially announced to the king as the third generation [Sword Saint], and at the same time, it was ordered to serve as a guide for the Kingsguard Knights' swordsmanship.

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