Her Royal Highness Seems to be Angry

The next day, the Lucrezia School was borne out by rumors more than it was at the admission ceremony.

"Hey, did you hear that? Princess Sarazir has challenged Master Drossel to battle."

"I heard, I can't believe Her Royal Highness said that..."

"Hey, if it were those two, which do you think would win?

Leticiel, who has attended school, frowns a little at the rumors that he welcomed himself early by entering the entrance hall.

(It's only been a day...)

Is it because of the lunch break yesterday and the large number of students in the dining room at that time that Surrazir has been speaking?

After that, I'll tell him about the date, time and place of the battle, and Surrazir walked out of the dining room with freshness.

After all, I didn't know why she had suddenly said that to Leticiel the first time I met her. It was serious.

I slipped through the students' rumors and went to the big library and the thing kept my head off for a while and I couldn't concentrate on reading.

Eventually the bell rang to mark the end of the first hour. I'm usually indulged in reading and barely hear it.

Without concentrating and reading the book, Leticiel regained his temper and tried to face the book, and the entrance to the big library sounded open.

……

It is rare for non-Leticiel visitors to visit this large library.

Not to mention after the first hour, which hasn't been long since the class began, and so on, even the teacher, as opposed to the student, barely shows up.

Leticiel's sitting place is at the window, where he cannot see the entrance directly.

Waiting for the sound lord for a while wondering who it was, a mild footstep approaches and a peek at the face I just saw yesterday from the gap in the bookshelf.

"You were here, Drossel-Noah Oracio"

"… what is the use of being the First Empress of the Empire in such a time?"

It was the Imperial Empress Sarazir-Bint-Eelis-Jaffrida who showed up.

Leticiel was not least surprised by the visit. We only have 10 minutes off, but that's about all we need to do to get to and from the middle school classroom to the big library in the annex.

"It's no big deal."

Placing a piece of paper softly in front of Leticiel's eyes, Sarazir says pale without changing his expression or emotions.

"The date, time and place of the battle."

"Ha... thank you"

Sarazir turned his heel back before Leticiel finished saying it, and left the big library as it was. Apparently, that's all there is to do.

Read the contents of the paper placed on your desk. The date and time are three days after school, and the location designates the arena for the Kenshin Auditorium.

(I knew you couldn't read the Empress's intentions...)

After Sarazir leaves, Leticiel closes the book he was reading and sighs.

I've challenged 'Drossel', the kind of words and deeds that reject all of her......

Leticiel looked up at the ceiling of the big library, blurring to wonder if he would find out anything in the duel with her.

And three days and so on quickly passed.

After school when all classes were over, Leticiel was aiming for the Swordsmanship Auditorium as designated by Surrazir.

The Swordsmanship Auditorium of the Lucrezia School is equipped with an arena for interpersonal matches in addition to the booths used in regular lectures.

Never a big arena, but it's a perfectly fine size for a one-on-one fight. A proper audience is also available.

And rumors were spreading, and students usually gathered in the audience who didn't stay after school to attend night clubs and such because of nobility.

When Leticiel stepped on the soil of the arena, Sarazir had already stood at its center and waited for this one.

…… That's...)

Leticiel frowns slightly when he sees the object that Surrazir has in both hands.

As Leticiel reached nearby, Sarazir let go of what he had in one hand toward this way.

Karan and the dull metal sound, it...... the sword delivered to the sheath rolled up to the sight of Leticiel.

"Take it, Drossel-Noah Oracio"

Even if I'm not told, Leticiel doesn't have the option of not picking this up any more than I did here.

Grab the pattern and take the sword out of the sheath just a little bit. A silver blade reflects the sunset and shines. After all, it's serious.

(I purposefully prepared the seriousness, not the provided wooden knife...?

To keep school students safe, no seriousness has been put in the Swordsmanship Auditorium. I mean, this is what the Crown Princess brought herself.

Finally, I don't know what her purpose is. In other words, teachers often gave permission. I can somehow imagine why.

"May I ask why you're serious?

"Stupid question."

Looking at the sword, Leticiel asked Surrazir, and she said so and responded instantly.

"Serious means giving tension and fear to those who possess it equally. That's why we all fight, go crazy in death. I want it. I want to know what you mean."

I can also endorse that with Leticiel. Indeed, even a thousand years ago, seriousness was always used to remember immersion in army training and so on.

Apparently Surrazir also has her own intentions and reasons. Then let's respect that will and hang out to the end.

"The loss of those who knelt first. sword, magic, admit to use together. These are the rules. Isn't that easy?

"Right. It's a simple and clear rule."

Surrazir, who still says somewhere he will suffer from eclampsia, but Leticiel got used to it because he has heard it several times.

Quickly pull the sword out of the sheath and throw the empty sheath toward the wall of the arena so as not to stand in the way of the battle for now.

……

Surrazir slightly narrowed his eyes to see that there was no stray in that series of movements, but Leticiel had not noticed.

"Anytime, Your Highness."

……

Surrazir silences Leticiel, who lays down his sword for a while, and eventually pulls out his sword quietly.

By the way, the boy who used to be by the Crown held back this time, and when he recovered the sheath of Surrazir, he returned again.

When both of them lay their swords, silence also comes to the audience.

They also also didn't expect these two to be serious and to compete, and everyone is watching with solitude.

"Flame"

It was Sarazir who moved first.

A wall of flames spreads before Leticiel's eyes as she chants. Leticiel cuts it off quickly, but Surrazir launches a poking attack from that cut off gap.

Leticiel takes it flat. I hear a surprise voice from the guest seat called Ooh.

(Her Royal Highness, I only spoke part of the chant now...)

While the swords were aligned, Leticiel was surprised by something else inside.

Earlier Sirlazir chants. I just thought that magical chanting was that embarrassing, long dialogue.

But she just called the magic name, activating the magic even though she hadn't said the wording that was supposed to get there.

(And this one's more powerful.)

Reminds me of the power of the flaming wall I cut off earlier, Leticiel ponders for a moment.

The magic launched in this partial chant was more durable than the magic played out in full chant.

I didn't envisage this, so much so that I accidentally tried to cast a magic of structural strengthening on my sword.

"You can afford it. You're in the middle of a fight."

Sirlazir cuts in again with that momentary gap.

Taking it on the brink, Leticiel was once again impressed with the princess in front of him.

"You're strong."

……

To Leticiel's words, Sarazir does not answer. A princess who fights in a much quieter way.

Honestly, he was just the Empire Empress, and Leticiel looked sweetly at Surrazir somewhere.

But her sword weighs in on every blow, and it wouldn't be a move that could be rolled out in the end if she wasn't quite trained.

You've never actually cut someone with that arm, just because the place you aim is always off the steeple, but you still have arms to the extent that it works on the battlefield.

(... but wasn't the Empire certainly a magically forbidden country?

Retissiel leaves his neck small in retrospect of his unprecedented knowledge of the Ealis Empire.

I was just impressed when Sirlazir used magic in a partial chant earlier, but if you think about it carefully, surely the Empire forbade any magic.

Even so, I'm not sure because it's a degree of memory I saw sassy when I used to read some other book somewhere.

When this battle was over, Leticiel vowed to find out a little more about the Ealis Empire.

The attack has been avoided all along, but there is no rush on Surrazir's face. Read the field calmly and switch attacks and defenses each time.

That solid battle works well enough in a protracted battle, but Leticiel is not going to bring this battle into a protracted battle.

Receiving the sword of Sirlazir, which is swung down directly from the top, Leticiel plays it with his own sword as he cages his strength in his feet.

Sirlazir, who was hit by the attack, just glanced a little and fell ill. Don't miss that gap, Leticiel jumps quickly backwards, from where he accelerates all at once toward Surrazir.

With all this audience, Leticiel also understands that using flashy witchcraft is not a good idea.

So the only magic Leticiel uses is the familiar physical strengthening magic and accelerated magic that temporarily reduces pressure on the body from the outside and creates explosive speeds.

Surrazir also opens his eyes to Leticiel, who quickly approaches the present, and rushes to try to take a defensive stance.

However, the unstable posture taken by Leticiel cannot prevent the attack. The moment the sword was crossed, the Empress raised the earthen smoke from her feet and was pushed backwards with momentum.

Surrazir withstood Leticiel's sword for a while, but eventually her arms and feet became unbearable to speed and pressure and began to tremble small.

It wasn't long after that.

Sirlazir's hand, unable to support the sword, drops the sword, and she kneels with one hand on the ground as she relents. A small cheer came from the passenger's seat.

It kind of seemed like a pressure win with force, but this would have been the quickest way to compete for speed.

"Thank you"

……

Whether Leticiel says so or bows his head, there is still no response from Surrazir. Instead, she observes Jeezy Leticiel with her knees on the ground.

"What's wrong?

"... you're real, its strength"

To say all that, Sarazir took his sword and stood up, turning his back to Leticiel in a gracious manner.

There are no emotional fluctuations in that expression, such as remorse or sadness, derived from defeat, just pale.

……

I'm not sure what the truth is about that one word of hers, and Leticiel puts her inner neck up. That way of putting it, she would have known beforehand about Leticiel's power...

(Did you look into a series of incidents in the territory?

Looking up at the audience, Mirandalette and Hilmes were happily waving at us as they embarked themselves.

After the two, there is also the appearance of Sieg and Veronica, Tuvalu. Apparently, they're all here to watch the game.

It should be noted that for some reason, third prince Adelhardt is waving along alongside the Mirandaletts, but he decided not to go in there either way.

Waving back small toward his friends, Leticiel glances back slightly behind his back.

At the other athlete's entrance and exit, Surrazir thought he was an escort and talked to the boy about something.

Lionel stood beside her with a strange face as to when she had been there.

He also seems to be voicing something to Sirlazir again, but Sirlazir hardly even sees Lionel. Looks like they're dealing with something that's not quite right.

(For once, the Kingdom of Platinum and the Empire of Ealis should be in an alliance, but I don't feel that Surrazir's response to Lionel is very, but friendly...)

Surrazir takes the boy and disappears behind the entrance and exit.

In contrast, Lionel didn't have a hard time worrying about anything, and I just walked over here somewhere.

(... now I wonder if the Empress was in a bad mood too)

If so, a hundred percent cause would be Leticiel, but I don't hear any conversation at all at this distance either.

While I was a little concerned about the relationship between the two royalties, it was also troublesome that they were becoming wild horse targets any more, so Leticiel just left the arena behind.