The ground of the school is raised and slightly elevated.
　With the walls surrounding it, it's impossible for an ordinary person to jump over.
　--However, there are people who are not afraid to jump over the walls.
　Students may climb the fence for fun, but jumping over it is not an easy task.
　This naturally narrows down the number of people who come to the school.
　One of them could be the leader who came all the way from the other side of the main gate to talk at the school.
　Of course, in that case, he wouldn't break the wards, and in the current situation, he wouldn't do such a foolish thing. --Then there's the other possibility.

...... It's already midnight, and I'm in trouble.

　In the moonlight, I was walking towards the school building, scratching my cheek.
　There are no teachers or students coming to the school building in the middle of the night.
　It was a good thing that I had taken the evening off from practice. There was a shadow.

"So you're the kid who beat up Azuma, huh?

　As soon as he saw me, the young man smiled happily and said so.
　He had slightly long blond hair and red eyes. He was in his early twenties or so, with a good-looking face and a certain air of dignity about him, although he didn't speak very well. He may have had a good upbringing.
　He put his hand on the hilt of his sword at his waist and looked at me.

"What's up, kid?
If you're sure that Azuma means Azuma Cry, then yes.
"Ha, you're right. That's funny. Seriously, a kid is in charge? I guess he's good enough.
Just to confirm, you're one of the Swordsmen, right?
...... Well, that's obvious when those knights come looking for you. I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've.

　He chuckled and replied.
　I let out a small sigh when I heard that.

To be honest, I knew you'd be here soon, but I didn't expect you to break through the warding at this time of night.
I've thought about it a lot. I thought about it. I thought about coming in through the school gates in the daytime, playing with the students and waiting. But then the knights would come, too, wouldn't they?　I don't mind, but ...... it's not nice to be interrupted when you're having fun with someone. It's the middle of the night. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're going to be doing and how you're going to do it.

　The young man, Fault, seems to have come here to fight me from the start.
　I knew from Azuma that the Swordsmen would be that kind of opponent.
　They are a group of battle-hungry maniacs who love to fight. This young man, Fault, seemed to be no exception.
　After all, he went to the trouble of trapping me in a ward and calling me.
　An assassin would never do that. I guess Folt is willing to fight the person who killed Azuma.
　I wouldn't be surprised if he came at me right now. --I've got my belt on too, just in case.
There's also the matter of the blue sword. Because there's a good chance that the swordsmen who are coming are quite skilled.

I'll fix the broken wards later, but you've added to my troubles.
That's okay. I'm sure they were expecting us. And the Princess of the Sword is here, right?　After I kill you, I'll go to her next. Can you just tell me where she is?
Sorry, but the girls' dormitory is for men only. Only instructors like me are allowed.

　When I jokingly replied, Fault put his hand on his forehead and laughed.

You can go in, but I can't.　You're allowed in, but I'm not?
You're an outsider to begin with. You're trespassing on campus and you're also suspected of killing a knight. I'd bring you back alive if I could.
Ha, ha, ha!　That's what the last guy said. You don't think that's it, do you?　I've heard there's a youngest knight in the kingdom or something.
I don't know. I don't know. ...... And just to confirm, did you kill the man who came before you?
I don't know.　What does it matter? --It doesn't matter.

　Folt is ready.
　Apparently, the only way to get to him is to defeat him here.
　I touch the sword on my hip.
　I gently stroke it with my left hand and wave my right.
Invisible. An invisible blade of wind reaches for Fault's shoulder.
　But what I heard was the sound of something colliding with something.

I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.

　Fault is drawing his sword.
　No - it was never meant to be sheathed in the first place.


　The silvery blade has a jagged edge that seems to be layered on top of each other.
　I don't even know if that's the right word.
　But I knew that Fault had blocked my attack with his sword.

"I see you, kid.

　And with that, Fault swung his sword.
　I'm not sure if I'm right, but I know that Fault blocked my attack with his sword.

I'm not sure what to do.

　He immediately moved backwards.
　The silver blade was right in front of me. The blade extended and closed in on me.
　The blade is not an overlapping blade, but an unmistakable overlapping blade. It is connected by a single line, and is constructed so that it can expand and contract.
　Dozens of blades are folded into that line, and when the blade extends, it transforms into a number of smaller blades. It can be compared to a centipede in words. The legs become the blade, and the extended blade can be moved freely.
　I jumped backward, but the blades followed me as if in pursuit.
　I kick the ground and turn from the right.
　If he swung the sword with his right hand, he would not be able to swing to the right with his current momentum.
　Continue to close the distance. If the Invisible is blocked from a distance, you have no choice but to approach and slash.
　If it's just pure sword speed, you can certainly hit him if you close the distance.
　My gaze met Folt's.
　I readied my right hand to swing, and Fault saw it and smiled.
　--My blow was again blocked by the blade of Fault's sword.

This is .　This is .......

　I'm not sure what to make of this, but I'm sure it's a good idea.
　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for, and what you can do to help.

I'm not sure what to make of that.　It's not that simple. The Centipede?
Oh, so it's a centipede after all.
It's exactly what it looks like. You're not just a handful. Let me see it! Draw your sword!

　Folt swung his sword with great force. The sword begins to move again, like a living being with a will of its own.
　The blade protecting Folt's perimeter and the blade chasing me. At first glance, the sword seemed useless, but it had excellent offensive and defensive uses.
　You can see that Folt is a very good user of the sword. The sword's blade is infused with magic power, and it can be moved at will.
He must have the ability to make the Invisible a mere tactic.
　Then there's only one thing to do.

"--

　The sound of metal clashing echoed.
　I'm not sure if it's a good thing or not.
　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to try.

I'm not sure what to make of that.
It's a beautiful, short, blue sword.

　It's a beautiful, blue-colored, slightly short and thick sword.
It's a straight sword made from a rare ore found in a mine called Herendeite. It's my favorite sword, and it's made of a very hard material that makes it difficult for the blade to spill.
　It is made of a very hard material that is resistant to spilling.

If I defeat you, there will only be two swordsmen left.
"Ha, interesting. Try it!

　Folt's sword flies through the air.
　Folt's sword flew through the air. I intercepted it, sword at the ready.