The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

"It is before restraint that there is true freedom. You got it wrong."

"I don't know what it means!

She tried to punch me in the face with the fear I was feeling about her.

She hastily stopped by making a preliminary motion for me to intercept it.

Yes, she knows. No matter how she says she's outpaced by speed, it's because it's the mountain of Sekiyama that gets dodged where she attacked in a detour.

That's why she stood still.

I've known that since before I spoke to you.

"What's the matter, you're moving hard"

The rigidity that arose from interrupting the attack, I know. You can't miss that either.

Move to the side with a shrink, from where you push your belly in with a thrust. With all that moves, she blew it big.

"Gu, these moves!

"Oh, it won't work. But that's fine, there's nothing wrong with that."

I'm not willing to take him down from the start.

That's more to make her understand the difference in strength than to make her a spectacle.

Of course, I can't say I have much of a hobby, just like beheading.

But even if you could stun her in an instant by mastery, you can kill her but you can't make her understand the difference in strength.

"This happens because I have no self-control. You really don't complain about how your body moves. Whether running or beating, I don't see any fixes at all"

"Gu......"

"Like earlier, it's also full on stepping in and punching in from where I stopped. You've never tried that before, have you? But it's perfect, you can call it intangible."

She moves her body perfectly, whether it's because she's a mad warrior or because she has the highest class talent among mad warriors.

The understanding of human structure that I have cultivated over time is made of this youth.

Any physical technique, or weaponry, she could do it perfectly.

"If it's the same intangibles, your physical abilities above should win. That's what I think. But...... that's a mistake. Now you're not dealing with me."

Yes, she's, like, unresponsive to my shrinkage.

Even though I'm able to handle her attacks, she'll only be shot unilaterally.

That must be creepy for her.

Just being a genius, she is baffled by this incredible thing.

"... why, I can't see where you move!

"Self-control," he says.

Fist, though flirtatious.

On top of that, I manage to rotate my excited head and try to figure out what to do.

It's no use, there's nothing in her drawer to break this situation.

"You mean patience?! What does patience mean in this setting!

"Let me tell you something, in a physical sense."

I don't shrink, I just walk over.

It's not a slippery leg, it's just getting closer to normal.

She was guessing what that meant.

"Don't lick me, I'm not that stupid!

Makes an inadvertent attack on me approaching defenselessness.

From there, he moves in shrinkage to dodge, attacking dead bodies.

I think that's what I'm after. And it seems true.

She's not wrong about anything. But it's called airborne theory on the desk.

"You must be an idiot, you don't know anything"

As a matter of fact, she can handle even if I suddenly move behind her.

The problem is, if that keeps her normal mind.

I'm not running, but I was originally close between me and her.

So I just walk a little bit and step further into the interval of one foot at a time.

Before that, she wanders on and on.

"What do you say, can you still 'put up'?

"Don't be ridiculous!

Yes, she's patient.

She is very excited, and continues to be, and this is how she finds it difficult to put up with someone who takes the time to pack her time to get beaten up.

When she's aggressively attacking, which means she hasn't been aware of anything until now, but she doesn't like to fight passively.

Physical manipulation, which should be perfect, becomes visible and tense.

Reach out and you'll reach me. In time like that, I can't beat my hateful enemies.

In such a mental state, it is natural for her to apply extra force to her body.

"Got it? This means we don't have enough training."

"Shut up!"

Finally, he has protruded a far-fetched attack against his face.

As you know for yourself, this fist is rattled.

On top of the foam collapsing, the extra muscle tension is slowing down.

Besides, I weigh in, so I can't even fasten it along the way.

I lay my hands in front of my face as I lowered gently.

Capture and wrap a moment when Run's fist stretches.

From there, power.

"What?!

"That's not enough, everything"

If you shake your head, you can naturally stun them.

But shaking the end of the human body called fists just makes one arm unusable for a while.

And it also resurrects in an instant. But I can't move it at all just for a moment.

It's too long a moment to call it a desk.

"Holy shit!!

"Why don't you back off"

One arm died for a moment.

Recognizing that fact, she tries to fight back with the other arm.

The physical manipulation itself is correct. With one arm grabbed, it was the ideal way to move the body.

But it's wrong. She should have stepped back, not fought back.

I'm just holding her fist, so if you back off, they'll let you go.

Nonetheless, she tries to fight back.

In other words, the behavior itself is wrong, not the way the body moves.

"Your one arm is a puppet. You've been requisitioned there, so you should leave first."

Lightweight, lighten Run's body.

On top of that, twist the fist you are grabbing and lift it with your joints extremely high.

That alone, her body was floating in the universe.

"Become?!

Literally, it's like throwing a light doll with just a joint. Rather, it's easy for you to have joints.

I was only grabbing and lifting my immobile arm and dropping it to the ground while releasing my light-headedness as I pointed my head down.

"Damn!!

Naturally, there is no reason to crash from head to floor.

With one hand she could move, she was protecting her head as she took all her weight flexibly.

He instantly returns from a position where he is standing upside down with one hand, shaking off my arm.

"You've figured it out enough already, you may be going to have complete control of your body, but you can only actually attack. Your immaturity is depriving you of your freedom."

I don't have enough self-control, that's what I mean.

Because of the Mad Warrior, his physical abilities and physical manipulation are perfect, but because of the Mad Warrior, his options other than attack are extremely unfettered.

"I can't wait because I don't have enough self-control. Even if I try to wait, I get distracted and my movements get stiff. I can't back down when I should, and in this way I'm restricted in my actions"

"Damn...... damn!

I know, she knows it.

Forced, I've made you understand.

I know, but there's nothing I can do.

The fact that nothing could be done about it was proof of her immaturity.

"You are a mad warrior. That's it, nothing else."

Perhaps every mad warrior ever born was the same thing.

Dealing with what you did to her, to any other mad warrior, would lead to the same result.

What individuality, what incompetence, what mediocrity.

"You have no training you've built up, no point of arrival you were ideal for, no desperation, no philosophy, no creativity. I've just been sweet on the qualities and living off the good stuff."

"Hey, what are you trying to say!

"You're boring, not funny, crappy and boring"

Even wild beasts live a little harder.

This girl named Run is a waster who hasn't felt a shortage on herself in one thing or another in her life.

"Are you mad? But they still don't attack because they don't feel like they can guess. You've been listening to me for a long time because you can't deny my words."

Perhaps that was her existential meaning.

She had nothing to do with effort, she didn't have any goals, she didn't work so hard, she wouldn't think about how to use that strength, and I guess she never figured out how to fight.

That must have been her pride.

She was stronger than those guys. Tragically for her surroundings, she was overhead and strong. I can't help but think of her.

But it wasn't just her bad luck, it should have been the bad luck around her.

"Why can't I deal with your attack... is that, too, self-control?

"Yes, I am restraining myself. Whatever I thought of you, I was free to act. I can always keep choosing the best. Unlike you."

Took the time.

Unlike her, I spent time fully controlling my own flesh.

From there on out, I took even longer to be able to maintain it at all times.

"You don't have enough training, Run. You don't have enough training. Think of yourself as the strongest with that degree of power, its immature. Funny enough, you're immature."

I even have envy. I'm still not satisfied. I can't help but be dissatisfied with this self.

At some point, when I see Rayne's independence, I often ask my master to do a lot of archery at that time.

There's not a single thing in this world that can fight itself. I can be satisfied to that extent, so much so that I have to apprentice this daughter for her modesty.

Of course, it's ironic.

"To all creatures, tomorrow is not guaranteed. Neither you nor I would be surprised to die at this moment right now. Especially you. Well...... until today I've devoured victory and sweetened the strongest, runs in the tempera. Don't you have any remorse for dying now?

Death is what lies ahead of defeat, or what the weak are pushed to the strong.

For example, she would never have thought that she was really going to die.

"I fought you and you. I didn't kill you yesterday. I honestly regret that."

I thought there was no reason to kill him.

There was no reason anywhere to have to go that far.

But I guess that was a mistake after all.

"If I had killed you, Snae... you would never have been hurt. Sure, it was compatible and advantageous, but you could still have been seriously injured if you fought. Besides, I could have fought someone else and got hurt pointlessly."

Because I didn't kill her, everyone wondered if I could keep her alive.

Sure, I can handle it easily. But that's because I am. Someone else would surely be killed.

Even if I wasn't, I was in pain. I just didn't kill him.

It's so immature, it's obvious she was in a state of excitement, but I didn't have to kill her because of the neck feeding thing.

"A lot of people were in danger because I didn't kill you. A lot of people didn't have to kill you because I didn't kill you."

Of course, it's too arrogant to want to live without being resented by someone. But without it, the run wasn't normal.

As a matter of fact, she's always in a state of excitement. Left it, there was no excuse.

"With my derogatory judgment, everyone missaw your danger. This time, it will get worse with me denigrating you everywhere. If you care about it, you can kill as much as you want besides me or me..."

I'm sure that's with you if it's genuine. He should be able to break the world as much as he wants, no matter how much.

But the difference is, he's restraining himself, he's made.

I mean, can she do that? By her qualities, she is extremely direct and prone to madness.

On the contrary, crazy is the end of normal.

"What do you want, mad warrior run. He's just a genius, a demon who makes the world noisy and does harm."

"What do you want?

"If you are intoxicated by doing the cooking that the mighty will be the winner, I will exterminate you as a further mighty man. If you are intoxicated by the power at your disposal and want to show it to the world, punish them before spreading the evil."

I'm not a god. If she's not in the perceptual zone, I don't know what to do.

Even if we figure it out, it'll take her a while to get to a stop if she rambles out.

And there's nothing I can do about someone who's hurt or lost their life.

"Well, what is that? I mean... is there anything left to say at the end?

There is no place in this world for a life that can die.

But there's no life or nowhere to die.

And all life is precious, trying to connect what is important to each of us.

"I'm not that smart. At first, I thought I could keep you alive, but if you think about it, everyone in that room could have died because of you."

I have my priorities, too.

When she gets busted, the people in that school are the ones who get the most damage.

That they die because of someone I didn't kill.

That's also because of the blatantly dangerous guy on top of this.

"I don't like that. To that extent, I have feelings too."

Don't kill me if you don't have to. That's what the lady says.

But if you decide you should kill her, the lady will forgive you for it.

"From your point of view, you might not care about the weak guy. But those guys over there are healthy, and I want to make them strong. Of course, it's natural to end up on the battlefield, and you can't help being killed. But... especially if I missed you and you killed him, I'd feel bad."

To her, they're worthless.

From the public's point of view, they're not worth it.

From them, you wouldn't think we're worth that much right now.

Even me, of course, is pretty low in terms of priorities.

But at least it's higher than the Mad Warrior in front of you.

"Am I... dying?

"Oh, die. Sometimes they'll kill you just as much as you've ever liked them. Don't you like it?"

I don't get emotions on words.

It wouldn't even be on your face.

That's freedom.

"Wow, I am!

"I don't know if you have control around here. Maybe I'll be able to. But honestly, I'm not interested. If it fails, I'd rather kill it now than regret it later... kill it here and refresh it"

In a way, it would be in the same mood as a king who did not stop Rikkyo from killing.

I don't know what I would do if I kept him alive. And maybe I won't do anything, but it's not worth them as much as I'd expect it to be.

Right now, that's exactly how I felt.

"I...!

She's still excited.

Silver hair is wavy.

And now there's a hateful me in front of you.

Fear of death, humiliation of defeat, dissatisfaction with infirmity. They'll mislead her.

I was pulling out a wooden knife on my hip.

Exactly the earthen landscape, no matter how she moves, I can kill easily.

I can see her grid, that's enough to mislead her physical manipulation.

And I still know the whole thing.

Everyone in the Colosseum was breathtaking before my amputation.

Maybe he just wanted to see the Mad Warriors fight.

Maybe you're here to see if I'm really strong.

Maybe it's just because a friend invited me.

Everyone was dominated by my air.

"I...!

Who could have seen the tears of the run?

Confronting me nearby, of course I could see her do that.

"I...!

She's excited, maybe she can't control her audacious emotions.

If you want to cry, maybe you'll just keep crying.

And maybe that's natural as a girl of my age.

"I..."

"And even if I didn't kill you. As a result, even if you regret doing something... still, it's wrong for me to make a discretionary decision"

I put a wooden knife back on my hips.

"I am the sword of Dear Doowe Sopede. Only slaughter as the lady commands. I guess I shouldn't kill you at random."

This is how I finally threaten you, and I shouldn't kill her.

Unlike then, a lot of people have feelings for her.

Because I guess I shouldn't kill him after all.

I turn my back on her and leave.

The way back is, of course, where ladies and blowers wait.

And I feel signs behind me.

"Run, are you okay?!

"Neck, connected?!

"Actually, I'll slash it and it won't fall later?!

"Confirm!

The faces of the homeland were comforting her in crying. Absolutely, there's a lot of farce.

Nevertheless, the lady will be convinced because I let that kid shame me me, I let Run nail me, and I think he's been a good mentor to the faces I'm coaching, and the audience will be happy to see the Battle of the Mad Warrior and my battle, and he won't be so horny.

This was all I had.

Damn, I wouldn't have done this if I had killed you then.

"While I'm at it, I'm not trained enough."