Umarekawatta “Kensei” Wa Raku o Shitai

"Kensei... you are Kensei"

Look at me, cuffilio with a grin.

I hold the Silver Spirit Sword and speak to Aria behind me. [M]

"Mr. Aria, please take Mr. Iris and get out of here. You should be safe the way I came. I'll take it from here."

"... ok. Because I believe in teachers."

I'm sure there have been some doubts for Aria as well.

But we can't leave the injured Illis in place. Let Aria and Iris get away with it, and I'll beat the cuffrio in front of me.

Kufilio smiles and turns his gaze slightly to the side.

"Kufilio, what do you do?

"Hmm... that's a very difficult development. But I guess I'll let you get away with this. We'll meet again later."

"Okay. Go ahead."

Cuffilio the boy and Cuffilio the man in white - not the same name, but two men of the same existence, present in this world. I can only feel the odd vibe, even when I'm actually looking at it.

Kufilio in white relaxes and leaves the room behind.

I don't look you in the eye, I confront the cuffilio in front of me. Because what we need to do now is take this boy down.

"The man just now is Kufilio, too, huh? It's weird."

"I guess. If I tell you, why are you in there? - I think you're crazy. That swordsmanship is exactly the level you can call Kensei, and I have no discomfort whatsoever with you naming Kensei. Although the appearance is only uncomfortable. You didn't even get the same technology as me, did you?

"I'd like you not to join me. But I'm Raul Isalf of Kensei. This sword and my sword prove it."

"I see... I guess I named that because I'm confident I can kill you"

"Oh, you're right -"

It was me who moved first. [M]

Squeeze the pattern of the Silver Spirit Sword and wave a radiant body. Kufilio's short knife is the response.

Blades of swords and daggers collide, sparks scatter. The sounding metal sounds change from continuous sounds.

Two shots, three shots and wave the sword as you try to return the blade. Did Kufilio feel anything during this slight battle, his spare grin crumbles and blushes.

The blade and blade collide and equalize - there was bleeding from the tu and from the flank and thighs of Kufilio. Because he couldn't prevent some of my unleashed sword strikes.

"... you're sucking magic. It's a very troublesome sword, really."

"You seem to know my sword, to see from your mouth. Sure, all the opponents I've confronted with this sword have been stumped - I'm going to, but I guess hearsay is something to do?

"No, the name of the Silver Spirit Sword is passed on, but no one will ever know the effects of that sword. Not to mention the magic sucking sword... even if you were a swordsman, no one would prefer to use it. 'Cause everyone's fighting with their magic. Once that magic is completely gone, all that remains is technology. No one can do that because they believe in themselves."

"I'm the one who can do it."

I assure you so, I cage my strength in my sword. Gin and I played blades on each other.

Immediately pack each other's distance and strike - Kufilio's blade does not reach me, and my blow captures his shoulder. It's pretty much the same place I gave you in the fight earlier.

Kufilio jumps and takes a distance from me once. Its breathing hasn't disturbed yet...... but the amount of bleeding was increasing.

"I see, can't I still win like this"

"As it is? It's like you have other hands."

"Oh, even if there is. Why do you think I knew you when I was Kensei?

Kufilio asks me that way. Indeed, it was doubtful.

I don't know anything about Cufilio Notoria. But he talks like he knows me. If you heard it from someone somewhere, that's not surprising.

But Kufilio obviously knows about the Silver Spirit Sword - as if to answer that question, Kufilio set it up.

Simple Summoning - Like me, it's what I use to call something from a different place.

What appeared was The Sword with a Crimson Body. I saw the sword and immediately understood whose it belonged.

"... King of War, Rict Vilter's Red Sound Sword?"

"Oh, I knew you remembered. Yes, this is one you've fought for. A king, but a sword left by a man who lived in the path of the sword. It is also said that the bright red flesh was stained with blood... the man you once slaughtered and killed."

I also remember - a man named Ricto challenged Raul Isalf to a one-on-one duel.

He's the kind of man who carries his country, but doesn't hate fighting on the front lines if there's a war on him. What I was looking for was a place of death. It's not about living as a king, it's about fighting as one swordsman and choosing to die.

It's the sword used by a man who could only live that way.

"What does that have to do with you?

"Right...... let's get this straight. Nothing to do with it."

"... what?

"It doesn't matter. Though this sword is what I got. Just before entering the empire... when Rict Vilter was serving a country that was king. There is a degree of involvement, but there is a degree of involvement.... By the way, do you know about the magic engraved on this sword?

"No, me and he settled for slashing each other with a sword. It wasn't a battle to use magic, it was a man who wanted to slash each other with a sword - we don't know anything more than that."

Maybe he's right that he wasn't interested. Because that's what I used to be.

"... Ha, I guess so. This sword is a sword that remembers every event. As magic, I remember those who fought with this sword - in a way, for a man named Ricto, it was only a treasure possession. I only used this sword to get a memory of my battle with you."

"I see. So, does that memory help?

"Oh, it's the most useful thing for me. I've been using this sword for the longest time and remember the man I've always used... I keep this sword. That's enough for me to retrieve this man's memory."

"Remember...?

I finally understood what Cufilio was trying to say.

With the Red Ringing Sword in place, Kufilio turns himself in. Magic formations appear at the feet of Kufilio, along with the golden gleaming crest.

Before the Silver Spirit Sword sucked the magic - the last magic was activated.

"Memory Loading - Done,"

Kufilio sets up the Red Ringing Sword. It looks like a boy, but the structure is the same as the man I used to be relative to. Rict Vilter - it was itself.

"Long time no see...... Raul Isalf. I'm glad you remember me."

Kufilio's tone changes. I guess it's because he's a man who's lived years of changing his body that he can plant other people's memories on himself. Standing here is just like a man named Ricto who fought me.

"To the ghosts of the past... is that your last hand, Kufilio"

"The ghost of the past, huh? Surely you're not mistaken. I was murdered by you - and now I'm also a man named Kufilio. I also understand that I'm just being used to remember... but I'm only happy at this moment right now. Again... we can slash each other with you!

Kufilio lays down his sword.

I turned my sword tip to respond to it, and I immediately moved out.

The crimson corpse meets the silver corpse, and the gaze of me and Kufilio crosses.

"- Ha ha! This time, I'll kill you, Raul Isarhu!

"No, it won't. Now it is time to bury you with Cuffilio. That's the only thing I can do."

Those who lived in the past can cross swords again in modern times.

Once distanced from each other, fierce slaughter began again.