With the reappearance of Uwe, the Imperial Knights had tightened up again.
　It's not that Weinberger is a gentle general, but Uwe is different.
　It is not that Weinberger is a gentle general, but Uwe is different. The piercing glare that radiates from his calm demeanor lured his subordinates into a world of extreme cold.
　It's not a power that can be produced by half-hearted people, even if they are old.
　It's not just the fact that you can't get away with it, it's the fact that you are the master of the "Sword Sage".
　That master and student were facing each other in the arena.
''Uwe-sama.''
　To Claude, who called out to him, Uwe responded curtly.
'I no longer have a job, and you are the Eight Divine Light.
And yet, you must be our teacher.
　Claude says with respect.
　He was the second most respected person in his life after the Emperor.
'At first I thought it was unworthy of me or Lord Jurgen to be called, but then I was told that it could be so imminent.
'Yes. I hope it's only a concern for Invazion .......
　Claude scowls.
'It happened once, expect a second time.
　Uwe says matter-of-factly.
'Yes. His Majesty has said as much.'
'I suppose. It's not just the blackmailing of you that brought us together at the same time. It would be our rusting off too.
　Claude sighs as he hears Uwe's emotionless words.
'I knew it,'
　He had anticipated the request when Uwe had called him to this spot.
'Aye. Draw your sword, Claude. Let's see your power now that you've reached the point where you've become the world's strongest 《Sword Sage》.
'I'm not sure if I'm the most powerful in the world. After all, I've never been to any other continent.
More logic, Claude. Don't tell me you're older than I am.
　And Uwe spits out a terse word.
　He is nearly twenty years older than Claude.
　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
''Then be prepared, Master.
You're a fool. I know better than you that you're stronger than me now.
　Uwe calmly complied and pulled out his sword with a slurry.
　It's a beautiful movement, Claude thinks, as always, completely seamless.
　If you don't study under this Uwe, will you ever be able to reach the state of being called the "Sword Sage"?
　The two kick the ground at the same time and dodge their swords.
　Claude's sword was a flash of lightning fast and intense, while Uwe's sword was a smooth and beautiful line like running water.
　Claude is superior in strength and speed.
　But Uwe has the skill to deftly parry slashes that are faster and more powerful than his own.
　The two swordsmen tried to get as much of an advantageous position as possible by slicing and dicing ten or twenty rounds.
''You are still an extraordinary man, aren't you?
　Claude let out a word of admiration.
　When it comes to two sword masters, it's important to be able to create an advantage over your opponent in victory or defeat.
　Uwe won't let him do that against Claude.
　He blocks Claude's aim with a move that allows him to see through everything Claude wants to do.
　It is obvious that Uwe is one of the greatest masters of the game.
'You're as easy to read as ever, Claude. Were you proud to say that the only good opponents are Bartolomeus and Vilhemina?
　Uwe said.
'......'
　Claude was at a loss for words as he was hit by a sore spot.
　Although he wasn't aware of it, but thinking about it again, it was undeniable.
　Bartolomeus is the strongest.
　Vilhemina is also foully strong.
　It would be impossible to be aware of both of these names.
'From the looks of it, Manuel and Sidonier are also quite good. The future looks bright.
Thank you.
　Claude thanked him.
　'He knows it is not Uwe who is here to be sarcastic or sarcastic,' he said.
'But if the Invazion will come back, no amount of strength will be enough for them.
You're right.
　They strike up a conversation, thirty or forty pounds of it.
　The development was completely even, and as Claude, he had to shudder.
　He should have known that Uwe should have been able to become the Eight Divine Brilliance in terms of ability, but he kicked it off and defended his position as a general.
''To be so undiminished, or in a sense stronger than in the past?''
'It is a daily practice. Do you think I don't practice what I'm telling you?
　Claude understood the meaning of what Uwe had said.
　Uwe said that he had to train tirelessly, day after day, and not let his mind create gaps.
　In other words, even after he retired, Uwe continued to train and refine his skills.
He said, "If I were to complain, it might be important to build up our forces, but we should increase our friendlies through diplomatic efforts. This is a matter of no concern to you.
You're right.
　Claude repeats the same words, but this time with more bitterness.
　The Empire is not very good at diplomacy, something he also feels.
　The only people who could be said to be on friendly terms with them were the merchant states, except for the elven Stark Ordnung.
''I'd rather scold the vizier away.
　Uwe cuts him off.
　This one could do it, Claude thinks.
　The two men eventually settled the matter.
　After cutting the ninety-sixth joint, Claude finally sent Uwe's sword flying.
'I guess I won. ...... I don't feel like I've won at all.
It's not often that you get to enjoy a victory, or a complete victory, but remember that a win is a win. Remember, a win is a win.
　Even if he loses, Uwe is still proud of Claude.
　He was a man whose attitude was truly a wanderer.