Umarekawatta “Kensei” Wa Raku o Shitai

"Sword Saint" - In the record Raul Isalf is confirmed, it was still before he was called "Sword Saint" that the first battle was considered.

The participation of a mercenary named Raul Isalf in a water battle between certain states is on record.

At the time, few countries were investing in the Navy, but that country was different.

He was building a fleet, using rivers and definitely expanding his power.

It could also be said that it was a tactic that could be done because it was so blessed by the waterfront that it was said to be a land of water.

It was said that the appearance of a number of ships attacking side by side was just a roll, and that the relative countries were so disinclined to fight just to see what it looked like.

"... weird"

At the time he led such a fleet, a swordsman also known to the surrounding countries - Elvail Fender groaned potpourrily aboard.

Hear what Elvir has to say and a subordinate standing next to him inquires.

"Weird, what?

"Our fleet has already broken into the territory. Predictably, it shouldn't be strange to start a war around here. But look at it - always, I don't see the enemy."

"... Sure, you're right. Preparing an ambush doesn't make any sense without an ambush to attract you... didn't you already give up this waterway?

"No, that's not it. This waterway leads to the vicinity of the capital if you continue. It's synonymous with admitting defeat, such as leaving such a place unattended."

"... the enemy side has not yet indicated their surrender"

"Exactly. If this is an enemy operation… let's proceed with great care from here"

"Ha."

Despite his overwhelming power in water warfare, a man named Elvail was calm. Even if I had the power, I wouldn't force myself into it - but when I do, I will definitely attack.

That was also why Elvail was afraid. Not only because he was excellent as a swordsman, but also as a general.... Even such a man has an unexpected existence.

"So, enemy attack, enemy attack - ah!

"Huh! Enemy attack, huh?

Elvail opened his eyes to surprise at a sudden sound from aboard.

Looking around, it's like the enemy doesn't exist.

And yet, it would come as no surprise if such a reward were delivered by my men.

Elvail confirms the direction of his voice.

Then there was certainly an 'enemy' there. - I held one sword, one young man.

"Nah...... you mean you've been on your own......!?

The young man wore a light outfit and stood on board with only one sword.

Already, Elvir can tell that it was after some slashing and laying down.

Even though it has only been long since I received the 'enemy attack' report.

The fact that his men were slaughtered without successive techniques towards the youth was also certainly reflected in Elvail's vision.

"-! Let the other ships know! The enemy could dive in and break in!

"Shit, I understand!

As soon as Elvail commands his men, he pulls out his sword and rushes to the youth.

That's already a youth standing-place - it doesn't matter if it's a sword or a spear. Even those with bows were all slashed down by the 'swordsmanship' of the youth.

By just one enemy, it can already be seen that Elvail's ship has suffered a great loss.

When Elvail stands in front of the youth, the youth stops moving in a pittance.

(... a shame)

Elvail, yes, groaned in his heart. The moment he faces each other, Elvir quickly discerns the strength of the youth.

He has an overwhelming strength, but he must have attacked this ship alone. Therefore, I am too weak.

The fact that he used this powerful man like a disposable pawn.

But this is already a battlefield. Elweil personal emotions are thrown away and said away towards one enemy.

"My name is Elvir Fender"

"! Elvir...... I didn't know you'd run into a hero all of a sudden"

"Do you know me? It's the courage I looked up to come in here alone... but you're young. No matter how many arms you have, then you won't be able to live long enough. But you can't miss it - you give up on not having any luck."

"... no luck? Ha, that's the other way around."

Youth wave their swords and shed blood. As such, he smiles and says with a smile as he turns his sword tip toward Elvir.

"I'm twisted. I'm here to fight you."

"... came to fight me, you say?

"Yes. Truth is, this is the first time I've been in a 'war'... but if I'm going to fight it anyway, I want to fight a well-known swordsman. That's what I thought - you're the perfect match for me."

――

In the wake of the youth's words, Elvail complains. Are you stupid enough to look up - it's easy to decide that.

But how on earth would anyone be in this world who could come aboard this fleet for such a reason?

At least, it's a craftsmanship that Elvir would never do.

That's why Elvail was afraid.

It's not a good idea to keep this young man alive - not just for the good of the country, but this young man, if he survives, will undoubtedly be a threat to all countries, he said.

Elweil set up his sword and kicked the floor and stepped out.

Earlier, youth swordsmanship is confirmed with this eye.

My men didn't have teeth, but it's possible to knock them down if it's Elvail's strength - that's how I should have stepped in, but the youth were stepping in faster than Elvail.

(Quick -)

As it is, Elvail is slashed by the sword of a young man, just like his fallen and lying men.

"That's too late. Apparently, he's not as swordsman as I thought he was."

That was the last word Elvir heard and also the end of one hero.

In this battle, the convoy is driven to destruction by only one swordsman, and eventually no one is afraid of that convoy.

The young man, who named himself opposite to such a decline, later appeared on battlefields everywhere and became known by name.

The strongest Sword Saint - as Raul Isarf.