"Why the sudden handfasting?

　To Futa's question, the girl replied matter-of-factly.

"I don't know if I'd call it fate. I just wanted to test it out.
"Well?

　Futa could not understand the poetic phrase.
　Do rich people go all out for pleasure?　It was impossible for him to respond to her words in a romantic way.

　It's not my profession.

This is the first time I've sent out this request ...... and you're the only one who's shown up for me.
That may be true.

　I'm not sure what to make of it.
　Those who were lying around here would not be able to even breathe.

　It's a good idea to take a look at the website and see if you can find any useful information.

The fact that you have suffered because of your profession. I'm not sure if you've seen this before. "That you came to the capital from a faraway land. ...... That you said you were good with a sword.

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not.
　I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea.

　The girl pointed the tip of the blade at Futa with a hot, uplifting breath.

That was all that mattered to me. I'm not sure what to expect, but I'm hoping that your skills are as good as I imagine them to be.
"......

　Compensation is extra. The request is for a hand match.

　The girl in front of you is probably as good as the best of the Colosseum.

　Then there's no reason to refuse.

　In a small voice, so small that even she can't hear him, Futa mutters.

For example, if I changed my job from champion to unemployed, what I would do would not change.

　There is no audience.

　There was no audience, but he was in the mood for one last sword fight.

　I would be so happy if I could fight with my mind set on this being my last.

"I only have my spare weapon.
"That's fine.

　Huta stands up in front of the Konzesh, which has been set down.

"The weapon he's using is my best weapon.


　Unknowingly. The moment Futa's eyes switched to those of a fighting swordsman.

　The girl shuddered behind her hood.





"My opponent's weapon is my weapon of choice?

　Perhaps she took it as a provocation.
　She kept her hood up and let out a hot breath as she jerked around.

　It was not my intention to make my client unhappy.
　Futa lowered his eyebrows in annoyance and was about to say he was sorry, but she continued.

It's a good line, .......
"What?
I'd like to say it. I wish I could say it. I'd like to say that.
Ha, ha.

　I don't know what rich people think.

　The reason for the trouble has changed, and Futa's eyebrows are still lowered, but he shakes his konzeshu and changes his mind.

I'm not going to hurt you. I'm not going to hurt you. And don't shout too loud.
What do you mean, "shout"?
...... I don't want King's Landing to know there are people here, much less that I'm here.
I'm not sure, but I understand.
Yes. Even if I don't know why, I'll do it. I like people who can do that.

　Shall we begin?

　She said, and stepped away lightly.

　The girl readies herself. Futa does the same.

"Here we go.




　The girl is about to play a game! I'm going!


　As if in a blur, her figure disappeared.
　There was a small scraping sound on the cobblestones.

　A small breeze on my cheek.

　There was a slight breeze on his cheek.

　Futa reflexively holds the contessa in front of his throat.

　A spark. A metallic sound.

　Before she could blink, she was closing in on Futa.
　A series of blows. The thrusts were precise, and one after another, they rushed in to pierce the vital points of the human body.


　All of which are checked by the same Konzesh thrust.

　Thrust and pull.

　The weakness of this movement is that it requires a breath, but more importantly, the longer you continue, the slower you become.

　A moment later, the girl jumped back as soon as she realized that she had failed to attack.

I'm sure you'll agree.
"...... am I a good match for you?

　Smile. Futa knew it too.

　This was just a greeting.

　A game to see how well a stranger could fight.

　To see if he'd accidentally kill him.

　To see how far he could follow. A conversation of swords.

"Well, what do you think, ......?
"...... Yes.

　The girl disappears like a breeze.
　The next moment, a presence from the right - no, the back.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

The charm of the Konzesh is that while it is a piercing sword, it also has a long blade that can be used for cleaving. So it's no problem to cleave an opponent's neck from behind.

I thought it was best to avoid it, but do you want to turn around and take it? Well, that's--


　--That's a lot of room.


　I'm not sure what to make of it.

　Futa understood that this disappearance was not due to magic either.

　Slow and sudden. Its extreme. The repetition of movements that appear slow and agile.

　That's what makes people's eyes look deceptive, like they've disappeared.

　The fact that she is a small girl makes her performance even more outstanding.


　But now I "get it.


　She appeared behind him and aimed at Futa as if she were thrusting a Konzesh up from below.

　A step back, a thrust, a cleave.

　--I know.

　The style of deceiving the target's eyes and aiming the attack.

　--I know.

　A beautiful technique that is steeped in my own style, but was probably first taught to me by some legitimate school.

　--I know.

You can't attack ......?

　The girl's heat is rising.

　One, two, three, four.
　The flash of the blade is precisely aimed at Futa's vitals.

　The girl stopped in her tracks, having been caught by all of them.

The girl stopped in her tracks. "...... has already exceeded my expectations, and I can honestly say it's passed the test.
But what do you mean?
"But what do you mean?" "Well, I'm having a bit of fun. --I'll go all out.


　As soon as she said that, she took off her hood messily.

　Futa was surprised.
　That's right. She had taken the trouble to take off the hood that would have hidden her identity.
　The girl at the other end of the line was a girl of immense beauty with hair that looked like the silver world.

　But soon Futa's expression returned.

　She was a genuine warrior with a truly ferocious smile on her face.

Court Style Swordsmanship: Rain (Deshtsu)

　What she delivered was a move that could be called a kill shot.
　It was a series of stabbing blows like a thundering rain that she had devised by improving the Estoc swordsmanship that she had learned at the court into one that dealt with the Konzesh.

　The fastest swordsmanship that makes you think you have 20 or 30 more pawns spreads like a spread and pierces the enemy.

　But even that - I know.

　Futa met her barrage with the exact same motion.

[Imitation: Lilac M. Fangini = Court Style Swordsmanship: Rain (Deshtsu)

　Futa was a master of imitation.

　He didn't just mimic.
　He would instantly copy the trajectory of his opponent's training.
　What kind of training they have had, what kind of opponents they have fought.
　What tactics have they developed?

　Imitate that trajectory.
　I've done that with as many warriors as I've faced in the Colosseum.

　Hence, the strongest.
　And therefore undefeated.

　The audience laughed at him as he mimicked the trajectory of his opponents.
　A cruncher without conviction.

　But no one could make up their mind.
　Until the very end, the end of the game.

　Even though he had gone from being a champion to being unemployed, he would not lose his legacy of fierce fighters.

　Even though he is far away in King's Landing, his fighting style remains the same.

　And another page.
　The girl in front of him, a fierce warrior, would only add to the trajectory he had gained.


　He aims behind her. Just as she had done, he would slow down, disappear, and swoop in from a blind spot.

"Aah!



The slash by Kontse was, however, repelled by the girl's super reaction.
　The one who was surprised was Futa. But I see what you mean.

　Her strength would not have been able to prevent this blow.
　But for some reason, her reaction to blind spots, such as behind and above her, was extraordinary.

　It is not a matter of talent. It was simply the result of her continuous effort to train her reactions to blind spots.

　I don't know why. It doesn't matter if you don't.

　Then all you have to do is strike her down head-on.

At the very moment he fired off his "Imperial Style Sword Art: Rain (Deshtsu)", he followed up with another strike.

Gryjumod.

　A move she hadn't even fired.
　A stabbing blow that pierced through everything in its path.

"Shit.

　The blade came through with a series of blows, stopping just short of her throat.

　"The girl's comforter, bounced by the rain, fell to the ground with a thud.
















I've never had so much fun in my life!

　The girl's beautiful blue eyes sparkled as she hugged the konzesch.

I'm glad to hear that.

　If the client is satisfied, there is nothing more gratifying than that.
　There would be a separate reward. Huta was satisfied.

　Besides.
　I've never been so pleased with a fight before.
　The first corner of his eyes naturally lowered and the corners of his mouth relaxed.

　I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.
The first thing that comes to my mind is the fact that I've never seen anything like it.

　This was a feeling that no one else could understand, only Futa.

　It was enough to make me want to live a little longer.

...... Maybe this is fate after all.

　The girl's words made Futa look up.
　What the hell is she talking about?

"The test went well. No, it was one of the best. You're a swordsman who's been unemployed for a while, but you've made it this far ...... and met me.

　The words she spun were flowing, the tone of her voice beautiful.
　You'll be able to find a lot more information on the web.

"I invite you to be a guest in my home. The only condition is that you train with me when I want you to. I will also provide you with food, clothing, and shelter.　
What? ......
I'm serious.

　I'm serious." Thinking he heard a ridiculous condition, Futa listened again.
　I'll train with her when she wants me to. Other than that, you're free.
　That's it, food, clothing, and shelter guaranteed.

"Are you sure about ......?
"I've seen your value. No one else can say no.

　There is no reason to refuse.
　In any case, there is no future for Futa, no guarantee that he will survive.

　But the conditions were too good for him to be confused, and he seemed to be reluctant. The girl took Futa's hand and asked him.

Is it difficult? If you need something, I'll give you as much money as I can. Just tell me what you want and I'll get it for you right away.
"No, no, no, no. That's too much to ask.
"Too much?

　The girl tilts her head. The girl tilts her head. Softly, her beautiful hair sways like the silver world, and light gushes from the sunlight.
　If she hadn't been wearing the hood, she would have been able to see the beautiful scenery every time she tilted her head like this from the start.

　Futa was dumbfounded by such misguided thoughts.

It's too late to be afraid. I see, so it's restraint that binds you. Then you don't need to be afraid of me either.
"Huh?

　I am Lilac M.

I am Lilac M. Fangini. I'm Lilac M. Fangini. I'm the first princess of this kingdom, and I'm in charge of the city's government. --Hmmm...

　The girl pointed at Futa happily.

You pointed a sword at the princess, remember?
What kind of threat is that?
It's simpler to threaten than to balk at me. It would be best if you could weave a romantic statement of allegiance to me, like the knights of old.

　A princess. A princess.
　There are many things I want to say, but...

　Still, Futa scratched his head. It's too late for that.


　I've been through hell and back. If the other party is willing to make such a happy offer...
　It's okay to wish someone happiness for once in your life.

My name is Fouta. My name is Futa. ...... I can't say anything clever, but...
You're not going to be my mate. That's fine, Futa.


　The girl's expression was very pretty and beautiful as she laughed jokingly.