The moon is full of evil, but the simulator is full of evil

Under Vitigeng's precepts and deeds, Su Shu's killing and cutting swordsmanship can be said to have learned three parts of the essence of the humble king.

However, just the difference in swordsmanship does not make the contrast so great, the more important reason is that

"—too timid.

"Fighting against others but not daring to attack the weak point but just defending blindly, what kind of sword skills are you from the Holy Mother School?"

The girl gasped silently.

Su Shu frowned, but her words continued to stab her heart mercilessly.

"You yearn for the figure of "Cang Yin Xing", right?

"I want to protect the townspeople, hunt down bandits and monsters, and bring clarity to this chaotic world in Britain.

"Will the plunderable bandit and the demon dragon Vortigern put down his sword kindly in the face of your kindness, and become a Buddha immediately after being slaughtered?"

Calling one's own father a magic dragon is really a bit of a filial piety.

But this evil name is really useful, anyway, the old man can't hear it, Su

Trees are also used as writing materials.

"Are you still expecting that the enemy will come to a realization and be merciful in the face of you?

"What kind of knight do you still want to be with such a weak mentality, why don't you go home and raise pigs!"

A sword can convey a heart better than words.

Through this brief confrontation, Su Shu has already seen that Artoria, who is not yet king at this moment, has problems in her body.

——Hoping for the goodness of people, she is too noble, so noble that it is almost pathological.

Because of the blood of the red dragon, it is easy to recover from injuries, so he dare not use his full strength to face the idol he admires.

She was always thinking about others, but she ignored her own position in the bloody dragon heart.

This can't help but remind Su Shu of Emiya Shirou's sense of justice, which can also be called pathological.

of course.

If he hadn't embraced such a generous determination, he wouldn't be the dazzling King.

just.

The idea of ​​protecting others by harming yourself is undoubtedly extremely distorted.

Su Shu wanted to correct her completely.

"You and your sword make me laugh."

The silver-haired boy raised the tip of his sword expressionlessly, pointed at the messy face of the blond girl, and spoke loudly like the Buddha's mantra.

"Are you insulting me?! I will be merciful if I think it's a practice?! If you really want to show respect, show me your full strength!"

"Thank you for your correction"

The outstretched hand tremblingly picked up the fallen wooden sword.

Panting heavily, the girl slowly got up from the ground, and once again assumed the posture of holding a sword.

Yes, she is actually very clear about the mighty power contained in her body.

She has already mastered the swordsmanship taught by her adoptive father.

In this vast Britain, few people can teach her in martial arts.

However, as the adoptive father pointedly commented:

She is looking forward to the kindness of people, but she has no determination to kill.

Even a rough wooden sword will become like solid iron under the strengthening of the magic power, and its sharpness is enough to cut a person in two.

Therefore, in the past training, the girl never dared to do her best.

Now, the instant loss without any suspense made her understand that she finally had an opponent who could break free from the shackles.

"Offended, Lord Alvin."

Holding the sword in both hands, she posed in a correct mid-section posture, and the majestic momentum permeating the girl's body was blowing like wind pressure, making Mai Ye sway uncontrollably.

However, Su Shu stood still in this aura, held the sword high with one hand, and greeted people sideways, looking as if his whole body was full of flaws.

She tried her best, but so what?

It's not enough, it's not enough—

The sword of protection means that there is a burden, and it is far less smooth and brisk than the sword of unscrupulous killing.

Su Shu could attack her weakest point mercilessly, but Artoria seemed hesitant when she drew the sword out of the scruples of hurting others.

Bang!Bang!bang——

The sword blades collide with each other continuously.

The girl's wrist holding the sword trembled slightly from the majestic force, as if even her heart had become unstable.

With the disorder of the output of magic power, the fragile wooden sword could no longer support the violent slashing of the dragon species.

click -

A trace of cracks vaguely permeated the upper sword body, and soon it was

Click.

With a bang.

The wooden sword in the girl's hand broke suddenly, and the tip of the sword, which was overwhelmed by the weight, fell to the ground and cracked inch by inch.

The sword broke.

It was a more humiliating defeat than being shot down.

Standing in the field.

The girl stared blankly at the broken sword in her hand, looking a little dazed.

"A sword that cannot kill, let alone protect people."

Su Shu lowered his eyelids.

"Same as the name of the knight that people embrace, Artorius——your sword is also boring."

"boring".

It's a heartfelt evaluation.

Such words must be enough to hurt people.

Looking forward to her throwing away the broken sword, showing a more disappointed, confused, and disillusioned expression that is extremely pleasant.

However, the girl's tenacity still far exceeded Su Shu's expectation.

Ignoring the traces of blood that cracked between the fingers.

Her white and slender wrist trembled slightly, and the girl picked up a new wooden sword from the ground.

"Come again

"It is my honor to learn from the strong. Please guide me, Your Excellency Alvin!"

"Don't call me sir"

"Okay, Your Majesty Alvin!"

"If the road is wrong, it is pointless to persist ten thousand times. Today I will let you understand this truth."

Was he angry at her stubbornness?

No, it must be because of an unavoidable feeling of shame for such a despicable self who wants to make her give up.

It was as if the girl was finally able to display her full strength.

Facing Arturia's old enemy, he was also the strongest opponent Su Shu had ever encountered, except for the humble king Vortigern.

What followed was the most hearty contribution.

filled with momentum

The blowing wind pressure almost made the wheat field collapse, but the girl's figure was swaying like the tough reed, but she never fell down.

Is it tenacious?

Then with even stronger strength, I will completely crush you!If 100 horses are not enough, then [-] horses, if [-] horses are not enough, then [-] million horses!

The sword intent is surging, the blood is surging——

The air waves around him spread out layer by layer like ripples.

Except for the death hand, Su Shu completely liberated the fighting posture of the ultimate creature.

There is no shadow to borrow under this bright sun, but it does not affect his own skills.

Compared with the opponent's stronger strength, more exquisite skills, more agile speed, and more dangerous killing moves——

One-sided overwhelming, no suspense contest.

boom--

The torrential rain-like waterfall of sword light violently poured over the girl's precarious sword enclosure, knocking her into the air again, causing her to fall to the ground in embarrassment.

then

The next challenge followed.

"come again"

After being beaten to the ground, he got up.

"Come again."

Blood oozed from the tiger's mouth holding the sword, so he wiped it away.

"Come again!"

The wrist was dislocated and the hilt of the sword was broken, so the joints were corrected and a new sword was picked up.

"Come again-"

Her silky blond hair had lost its luster, and her delicate face was covered with dirt.

It's just that the dark green eyes of the girl in front of her seem to be as pure and clear as when they first met.

Ah, Artoria

The more innocent the flowers are, the more attractive they are to pick.

As if annoyed to make her give in immediately, Su Shu's sword poured down more and more like a torrential rain.

The blades crossed each other, several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times—

In such seemingly tireless sparring.

Finally, Su Shu saw that her trembling and bleeding fingertips could no longer hold the sword hilt.

click.

The wooden sword fell off from his hand and fell to the ground, kicking up wisps of dust in the wind.

Under the sunlight, the girl let out a faint whimper.

"Hold, sorry, Your Majesty Alvin"

call

Su Shu let out a long breath slowly.

Unsurprisingly, he also felt a bit of sadness.

Very good, after being defeated so many times, I finally realized the ridiculousness of my idea, so I have to choose to give up?

Being disheartened is the first step towards degeneration, Arturia.

Think so.