Synopsis: Endless Shuttle

He put down the bottle and said to Rope with a smile. "I don't mind at all, the enthusiasm for fighting is like a storm, but it comes when it comes."

Why do I always feel like I've heard this before... Ropey shuddered, and decided not to delve into it, so as not to make his mood unpleasant.

After restraining his divergent thinking, Rope pointed at the table with his index finger and said...

"The matter of the battle is put aside for the time being, but since it is a battle, then we should prepare a bit of luck for the winner, right? It's not in my interest to fight for nothing."

"Huh? A prize?"

Salvatore thought while rubbing his chin, and then sighed.

"...Okay, Brother Rope, I can't think of any good prizes for a while."

Because of his personality, Salvatore didn't collect anything valuable or meaningful except the sword he forged, so he couldn't think of what he should take as the prize for the winner of the battle.

"I took a fancy to two girls, the bronze black cross and the red bronze black cross."

Rope said confidently that he had been doing this since he met Salvatoni.

From the original book, although there is no problem not to say hello, but Rope always feels very uncomfortable, and always feels that it is not reasonable in the orthodoxy. It is better to directly grab the dominance of the two magic associations now - or The dominance of two girls.

"Bronze Black Cross and Bronze Black Cross are Italian magic associations. As your subordinates as the lord of the South European Union, what I want is the dominance of these two magic associations."

"Hey... Do I have these two associations?"

Rope still underestimated the degree of Salvatore's indifference to foreign affairs. After saying those two names, the King of Swords did not react for a while.

"Well, since Brother Rope wants it, I'll give it to you."

He said indifferently. "Anyway, this kind of thing is good, the most important thing is the fun of fighting against the same power!"

Salvatore looked at Rope with shining eyes.

From his appearance, he knew that he had never thought about what he should ask after defeating Rope.

——However, this is exactly what Rope meant.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Hearing what the other side said, Rope's own blood boiled.

"I know a place. It's absolutely quiet without anyone disturbing it. It's a good place to fight. Do you want to come with me."

"Yeah."

"Get me dressed before you go!"

In this way, the King of Swords and Ropey left the villa, and under the influence of the latter's power, they rode the wind and waves and headed for the deserted island.

Chapter [-]: The King of Battle Swords

The Mediterranean Sea is a sea area surrounded by the continents of Europe, Africa and Asia.

Due to this unique geographical factor, the islands it generates are also numerous, like the sands of the Ganges, including Sardinia, where Rope currently lives.

After riding the waves for about ten nautical miles, Rope and Salvatore Tony finally arrived at their destination—a deserted island.

Unlike other desert islands with plants and animals, this small island is like a collection of reefs. The surface is uneven, and the quality of the rocks is quite dense. It is impossible for trees to grow. It is only in the gaps between the stones. to the green water plants that survive in the gravel.

"Yeah, what a nice place."

Salvatore leaped onto the rock and looked at the island, which is only a thousand square meters in size.

"If you fight here, it won't affect the coastal residents." Rope dispersed the waves and stood beside Salvatore said.

"But I want to warn you in advance that my power is completely two levels on land and in the sea. Don't blame me for cheating."

As long as the Mediterranean doesn't dry up, Rope's spell is infinite.

Not only that, as long as he is willing, the sea on this side will be turned into a weapon by him, and will never stop attacking Rope's enemies until the other party is completely silent.

"Where is it."

Salvatore spoke freely. "If you can't use all your strength, I'll be troubled. My power doesn't have so many doors, and I will always maintain my full power."

"I hope you don't regret it then." Ropey smiled sinisterly.

When they came to the center of the island, the two godslayers kept a considerable distance just like before the duel of the knights.

Tony took out his sharp blade and pointed the tip of his sword at Rope, while Rope didn't take out his blue rose, but put his hands in his trouser pockets, looking leisurely.

After the last experience dealing with the God of Steel, Rope knew that if it wasn't for the Great Secret Technique, it would have no effect on 'Steel'.Moreover, the spell resistance of the godslayer itself is also very difficult to deal with. Basically, it starts with a secret technique, and it can only end up with a thankless result.

Not to mention Salvatore Tony's 'Blessing of Steel', its hardness and defense are completely above Bishima.

Seeing that Rope didn't move for a long time, Tony raised his eyebrows and asked.

"Why, don't you take out your own weapon?"

"Unfortunately, according to the current judgment, dealing with you with both hands is the best choice."

"Oh~ how arrogant."

Seeming to have misunderstood Rope's attitude, Tony showed a beastly smile.

"I'll ask you to take this sentence back right away, you'd better be self-conscious."

As soon as the voice fell, Tony disappeared in front of Rope.