Bruno's eyes peeked out from underneath his disheveled bangs, and they were so wide open that he could no longer believe that he had lost his mind.

　Is he delirious, unable to recover from the shock of the massive blood loss, or is this what Bruno is thinking right now?

　Whichever it was, it was none of my business.
　There is only one thing that matters. He hurt Garnett. That's all that mattered.

"Bruno, you!
"Whoever messes with me!　I'm gonna kill you!　Whoever it is!

　As if my words hadn't reached his ears, Bruno swiftly thrust the mithril sword he had replaced in his reverse hand against the warehouse wall.

''It's coming!''
"Screw you!

　The slashes released from the backhandedly swung blade slash and collapse several warehouses in a horizontal line, causing an avalanche of debris to rain down on us.

　Bruno's loud laughter echoes amidst the noise of the warehouses being turned to rubble.

''How's that!　If only I had a mithril sword!　I'm going to use my old power--!
Okay, so that's the motive.

　The collapse of the debris stops and the warehouse district returns to its original position as if it were flowing backwards through the void, regaining its shape.

　I know Bruno's skills. Including how to apply them.

　That's why I was able to quickly take measures to deal with it.

　In theory, it's the same as the means I used to defend my base in the Demon King's War.

　Immediately after destroying the warehouse with a strong slash and sensing that they would try to bury me alive, I poured the magic power of the [Restoration] skill into the surroundings beforehand.

　Right after the debris flowed backwards and the path was opened, Garnett rammed through the front and slammed his blade into Bruno.

　Two mithril swords that collide and scream.

　Neither Garnett nor Bruno has any skills that can be used to arouse.

　They foolishly collide with each other from the front, slashing and crushing them.
　Because of their simplicity, they are head-to-head combat with no excuses.

　Bruno's advantage is his skill and experience as a veteran.
　Every move he makes is precise, and even though his body has deteriorated, he is still able to keep up with Garnett.

　In contrast, Garnett is trying to overcome his technical disadvantage with a ferocious offensive attack.

　Garnett's body-strengthening skills are of a type that excels in instantaneous output, while Bruno's is of a type that excels in continuous output, similar to Sakura's.

　If you can even bring it to a short term battle, Garnett has the advantage, even if you take into account his bare physical ability and the difference in size.

　However, Bruno should know all about such things, and unless he has lost even his instincts as a swordsman along with his sanity, he should be able to unfold a fight based on that.

　The proof of this was that, although at first glance, Garnett seemed to be getting the upper hand, the injuries were accumulating more and more on Garnett's side in fact.

''Garnett!　Recover for once!
I'd love to, but I've got to go to ...... to do it!
d*mn it!　Don't get cocky, Luke!

　Garnett and Bruno raise their voices as if they were barking while engaging in a fierce slashing and knotting contest.

''The de third-rate that could only be [restored]!　f*cking cheeky and empowering!　How dare you bother me!
"I don't think so!　You've just fallen off on your own!

　A battle of emotions with no logic or anything else.

　I decide that I can't get into this violent brawl, and I begin to heal the knight who was knocked down by the blackout doll.

　I'll do what I can now - that's what we should do.

　That's why Garnett wields his sword. I heal the wound.

'You little shit!　You'd be dead if it wasn't for Luke!　You talk like a bigot!
'Oh, yes!　I'd be long gone if it wasn't for Luke!

　A terrific sound reverberated through the back alley as the blows collided with each other, both trying to play off the other's sword.

　Garnett jumped backwards with instantaneous reinforcement and swung out with magic power on Mithril's blade and shot out a slash of magic power at Bruno.

　The blow, which seemed to be extremely difficult to avoid because of the narrow alleyway, was easily cut off and countered by Bruno.

'Lukewarm, you little shit!
"f*ck!

　Bruno tried to close the gap with a terrific step of speed.

　Garnett grabbed up the hem of the long skirt and slid the mithril blade and tore the sides of the skirt to the root in one fell swoop.

''--Die!

　The sword swung out at a speed that was not even visible to the eye.

　However, Garnett avoided it by taking advantage of the range of motion in her legs, which had been improved by tearing her skirt apart, by opening both legs wide and bending down to the ground.

''Oraaah!''

　Garnett's body bounced around like an open repellent (spring).

　A thrusting kick with the legs open in an almost vertical straight line was delivered, crushing Bruno's jaw and lifting his body into the air.

''Guguugu ......!　Oh, whoa!

　Without even waiting for his feet to touch the ground, Bruno swung his sword down.

　Almost at the same time, Garnett also turned himself around and released a slash that sliced up diagonally from below.

　Fresh blood that dances around.

　Bruno's blade cuts deeply into Garnett's cheek, carving a laceration so deep that it seems as if the teeth of his oral cavity could be seen.

　And the blade that Garnett unleashed completely severed both of Bruno's arms from around his elbows.

'Gah! ......!'
...... Phew!

　A spinning kick released from his slender legs slammed Bruno into the warehouse wall.

　Without further pause, a full-body stab with the full weight of his body stabbed through Bruno's torso, stitching his body to the warehouse wall.

''...... gohha ......''
If you can use [Self-Renewal], you won't die from this. Keep quiet until the knight comes.

　With each word, the scar on his cheek moves painfully, dripping red blood on his chin and neck.

　Just as I was about to rush over to [repair] it immediately, Garnett turned around with a sad smile.

　It was a really sad - it was a self-mocking smile, as if she had given up on something.

I'm sorry, white wolf. I don't look good in this kind of outfit, after all.

　The clothes he had ordered to look good on A(⋅)Le(⋅)Ma(⋅) were stained red with his own blood and return blood, and the long, lovely skirt was torn to the root, exposing one leg.

　The self-mocking cheeks had been cruelly slashed open, exposing a painful cross-section to the outside air just by looking at it.

I'm not going to stop fighting until I've achieved my goal. I'm not going to stop fighting until I achieve my goal. If you like the fact that I'm dressed like a woman, you'd better think twice before you go to ......
You're an idiot, man. Really stupid.
It's .......

　Ignoring Garnett's reaction, who wants to say something, he starts [Restoration] while continuing to speak one-sidedly.

''I told you earlier. You look good in either outfit, he said. It's not that I only liked one of them. In the first place, I know from the beginning that you're the one who never stops fighting.

　He closed the wound on his cheek and healed the cuts he'd suffered all over his body.

'The usual you and the dressed up you. Even if you're covered in blood. I'm going to take it all in stride....... No, I want to take it in, let me take it in....... Yeah, that's more accurate. Anyway, that's what it's all about.

　The blood that seeped into the clothes is removed by [decomposition], and the torn skirt also crouches down at my feet to [repair] the torn skirt.

''There you go. It looks good on you.
...... You're a real ......
If you fight for your life, I'll do everything in my power to fix it. So you can do what you want to do.
Well, well, ......, I trust you on that one, I guess. ......

　Garnett looked away from the pale, flushed, unscathed face with a furrowed brow and a muzzled look.