My Mom Sandy Love Song

"Is that so, should I say that you are indeed a swordsman? Unlike your foolish appearance, you are really sharp."

For Rhodes, he could have used magic to fight, but facing the warm invitation of the strongest swordsman, how could he have any reason to refuse.

Therefore, he neither used power nor opened a distance, but purely used the sword hidden in the body of the staff to meet the attack.

When it comes to swordsmen, Miyamoto Musashi is an absolutely unavoidable name.

Its popularity is higher than all the rest combined. Even the second most famous swordsman, Kojiro, is just a stepping stone created by people to increase the legend of Musashi a hundred years after Musashi's death.

To this day, the "Five Rings Book" written by Musashi is still used as a philosophical reading, and it is placed in the bestseller column of bookstores.

Some people think that Miyamoto Musashi is just a Sekigahara deserter who deceived the world, but more people think that he is the strongest swordsman in Japanese history [Unparalleled].

In a way, Miyamoto Musashi is very similar to Aleister Crowley.

In the two diametrically opposed fields of martial arts and magic, it has become an insurmountable symbol of world culture [Slogan].

Rhodes didn't care about those long histories, he only knew that the sword swung by the girl in front of him had undoubtedly stepped into the realm of God.

- no space.

This Saber Miyamoto Musashi has already comprehended the realm of [zero] beyond one.

On the other hand, Rhodes' swordsmanship is also exceptionally good, even limited by the Caster class, it has reached the realm of inhumanity.

Infuse magic power into the blade to form a diffuse slash to deal with the unfavorable single-sword versus double-sword situation.

In the end, he firmly received Musashi's gorgeous slash like a rainstorm and a fallen flower.

But even so, Rhodes gradually fell into a disadvantage.

It's not just a technical gap, but more of a difference in physical performance.

Rhodes, who gave up using his authority and only fought as a swordsman, was overwhelmingly disadvantaged in terms of strength and speed when facing Miyamoto Musashi, who had a native bonus.

Even so, Rhodes still enjoys the sense of restraint.

If you want to unleash your power, you can turn into a giant monster and evaporate both Musashi and Tokyo, but there is no fun in such a battle.

In the suffocating battle, Rhodes recalled his second life.

Aleister Crowley, who had completely lost the power of the beast, lived in London as an ordinary person.

After an unknown number of years, he found the joy of fighting again tonight.

Unconsciously, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Seeing Rhode's expression from the corner of his eye, Musashi also smiled knowingly.

"Hey! Saber, what's going on! Isn't the other party Caster! Why can't you even suppress Caster! Don't let the water go!"

Turning a deaf ear to the Master's words, the girl just savored the joy in empathy.

The long-lost sense of exaltation rolled in Musashi's chest.

ah ah.Rhodes, you really...

"Okay, try to take my sword!"

The girl let go of her words full of momentum and distanced herself.

Then, the plump legs sank into the ground.

When the dust was flying, Musashi instantly shortened the distance and unleashed a five-in-a-row slash with two swords.

"……Well!"

Rhodes couldn't keep up with that speed, and swung the sword to minimize the damage as much as possible, leaving only scratches on the body surface.

On the other hand, Musashi took advantage of the victory and pursued, with the momentum of breaking into Rhode's arms, he launched another sudden attack——

The girl shouted, and slashed at the magician's neck with the blade in her left hand: "Take it!"

——This little underestimation of the enemy was instantly grasped.

The slash that Musashi swung was blocked by something other than a staff sword.

Then... bam!

The restless voice, which could never have appeared in this situation, resounded through the streets at night.

No real sense of hit.

When Rhodes looked at Musashi again, she had changed from the original close-to-close combat to a distance of about five meters in an instant.

What an excellent response, Rhodes exclaimed.

The girl's smooth forehead was scratched with an obvious wound, and redness flowed down the bridge of her nose.

"Caster, you—!?"

Miyamoto Musashi stared at Rhodes' left hand with an unprecedented surprised expression.

"I'm sorry, but I'm also a double swordsman."

Appearing in Rhodes' off-hand weapon position is a strange-shaped black iron——

Stable and reliable, a century-old classic.

The finest field melee weapon of the First World War.

——British-made Webley MkⅥ revolver.

Dual wielding of sword and spear, this is the complete body of Aleister's swordsmanship.

"Times have changed, Miss Miyamoto Musashi."

The black spell bullet grazed the girl swordsman's cheek.

Rhodes held a sword in one hand and a gun in the other, and raised the banner of counterattack.

……

……

On the wide avenue far away from the city center and covered with barriers to avoid people, an unprecedented death struggle is being staged.

The black magus and the girl in a gorgeous kimono are talking to each other's souls with each other's evil swordsmanship.

In the eyes of a magus like Gould, it must have been an incomprehensible battle.

The speed of the swords on both sides was so fast that even the eyes strengthened with magic power could not catch them.

The battlefield has long since changed beyond recognition.

The sturdy tree trunk seems to have been torn off by the typhoon.

Countless meteorite-like potholes appeared on the asphalt road.

This was all due to the aftermath damage caused by the off-hand weapon while Rhodes was fighting with Musashi with the sword.

After Rhodes's transformation, the magazine of the revolver is sealed with a large number of crow feathers, and through a project [pull the trigger] to shoot the black magic bullets at the enemy.

Accompanied by the speed and power that the pistol should not have, the black spell bullet restrained Miyamoto Musashi's figure, and her strange swordsmanship transformed her from the offensive of the rainstorm to the defensive.

The shot down spell bombs continued to cut the flat ground, like a muddy battlefield that had just been baptized by artillery fire.

In terms of sword skills and physical performance, Miyamoto Musashi has a slight advantage.

Even eyesight is her advantage.

Miyamoto Musashi's Sky Eye is regarded as "the power to achieve the purpose".

Once you decide to accomplish something, you will devote yourself wholeheartedly to ensure that the goal will be achieved.

When she uses her eyes on [cutting], she can achieve the most reasonable slashing—[nothing superfluous, a knife that subdues time and space].

The power to "narrow" the range of "means to an end" to one.

It can be said that it is a special magic eye capable of interfering with cause and effect by restricting the supposedly infinite future to the [one and only] result.

In contrast, Rhodes' clairvoyance and fairy eyes are not eyes that can be used in sword fights.

But thanks to his sword, spear, and magic power release and use of heresy, he was able to compete with the local Musashi.

"Well……"

Gritting his teeth, Gold watched the deathmatch between the Black Saber and the Black Caster.

He couldn't find an opportunity to perform magic tricks.Speaking of which, the other party's Master doesn't seem to be here either.

But what he was most dissatisfied with was the fact that the black Saber couldn't win.

The strongest swordsman, Miyamoto Musashi, has a very high reputation all over the world, and is undoubtedly the strongest Saber in China.

However, she was on the defensive in front of Caster in close combat.Do not make jokes!

Gold didn't know that Ertian First Class was originally a defensive style, and the biggest advantage of the double swords was not offense but defense.

There is no distinction between Rhodes and Musashi's head-to-head duel, but Musashi, who seems to be waiting for an opportunity and with ease, appears passive in the eyes of laymen.

anyway.As long as one of them shows a little slack, the heart will be pierced by the other party immediately.

"Get out, Master of Caster! The guy who killed Sagara Leopard, let me, Gold Mujik Yugdomirenia, be your opponent! Are you watching? Are you watching right? Bar?"

Gold's shouts went unanswered.

Both Rhodes and Musashi were immersed in the battle with each other, and no one responded to him or even looked at him.

The feeling of being sidelined made Gold's sense of humiliation intensify.

The incomprehensible battle overwhelmed him with a sense of powerlessness.

Gold knelt down on the ground weakly, and could only silently watch the dazzling duel between Saber and Caster.

At this time, a ray of light came from the east, it was the dawn before the dawn.

A quarter of an hour had passed at 4 o'clock in the morning, and before he knew it, Rhodes and Musashi had been fighting all night.

The sound of steel colliding was over ten thousand.

The spell bombs fired by the iron hammer roared, and they were about to exceed a thousand.

But their breathing was not disturbed at all.

Musashi put the sword on his shoulder, and glanced at Gold from the corner of his eye: "—If this goes on, it will be until dawn. I don't care, but my Master seems to be dying."