Guardsman Bob.

　A commoner born in a village in the south of the kingdom, he was the second son of an ordinary family with an older brother, two younger brothers, and a younger sister.

　His parents had already passed away and his brother had inherited the land.
　The family was not very wealthy, and one year, when a bad harvest nearly destroyed the family, Bob decided to leave the village to work.

　This was when he was 13 years old.

　At least his younger siblings would be able to eat. So that he could make it on his own in time for his brother to rebuild the house.

　As usual, I brought a smile to the people around me with my cheerful tension, and set off alone with my determination.



　--so what?

　Now Bob is just one fine pervert trying to get his feet wet in the finals.

　He has no desire to give his family a good life for 50 million gold.






　Of course, his brothers and sisters are quite healthy. His money is well spent.








　A shadow in the blizzard.
　Her fighting spirit is so intense and chilling that once you are exposed to it, you recognize it as such.

　The power of the princess as a warrior, hit head-on.
　Her fighting spirit pierces through your body like a snow storm, and you find yourself losing sight of your opponent.

　Her soft steps are like a simple but freezing wind.

　The silver world is dominated by the glow of light, and Kontse's thin blade strikes Bob.

"Whoa ......?

　I rolled to avoid it.
　I wondered why it was so difficult to avoid it, even though it should have been fired straight at me in all honesty.
　As the question mark remained unanswered, a chill like cold ice ran down my spine again.

　Instinctively, I rolled to avoid it. A half-circle of spears was fired as a check, but no feeling came back to me.

　Just when I thought that I had been stepped back, I caught a glimpse of a silver thread at the edge of my vision.

A silver thread...!

　You'll be able to see that it's her hair, and you'll instantly understand the direction it's sweeping and calculate her position backwards. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

"...... I see.

　I'm not sure what you mean by nodding your head.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　The best sword in the kingdom.
　I'm not sure what to make of that.

　I'm not sure if you've seen this before, but I'm sure you've seen it before.

You're kidding. ......!

　The spear is a defensive spear for a superior opponent.
　Lilac scrutinized the spear slightly, as if the man who had been trained by Prim Lancaster every day was not prepared for this.


"We'll see.
"Wait and see?


　In the event you're not sure what you're looking for, there are a few things you can do.

　There was one man who calmly judged the skill of the best swordsman in the capital.

　In the field reflected in his golden eyes, My Princess has a somewhat satisfied look on her face as she takes on Bob, who is standing at the ready.

I'm not sure what to make of that. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea. It's a great way to get a better idea of what you're dealing with.
"Big brother, you're coming out of nowhere. ......
I'm not sure how many times I've crossed swords with you, Lilac-sama.

　I don't know how many times I've crossed swords with you.
　That's what Huta said.

　In fact, the person with whom Futa has crossed swords the most since arriving in the capital is Her Royal Highness Princess Lilac M. Fangini herself.
　And I can remember the first time I crossed swords with her like it was yesterday. That's why his statement was never understood.

　To Pasta, it sounded like an uninteresting flirtatious statement of faith, and to most of the public, it was a question of "the strong remember".　And then there's the question mark.

　And it's about time.
　And by now, the experts and warriors were beginning to notice.
　The commentary was not quite right.
　Aside from preferential treatment and Colosseum fighters.
　I'm not sure I could continue to give such accurate explanations about Richter L. Klingbloom and Lilac M. Fangini.

"So, Lilac, this is where you come in.
"Hey there, big brother.
"What's wrong?
"Lilac-sama is said to be the strongest in the kingdom. Why is she so strong?
"I see. I see. Let's talk about it.

　Futa said simply, and turned his attention to the field below him.

　The figure of Lilac, facing Bob with her spear, was charging at him with steps scattered to the left and right instead of in a straight line.

　Lilac's contessa swung at Bob, who was confused by the spear's unpredictable movement, swinging its tip left and right.

"Lilac-sama's strength is her own style of swordplay using the contesh. He's a sub-class swordsman with a different set of strengths than Leafy Lean Glide, who has adapted court swordsmanship in his own way.
"How is he different from Leafy?
I'm sure you'll agree with me. He's just laying the groundwork and adjusting his fighting style to suit the times. If a smart person does it that way, he won't win.
"You mean unconventional?
"It's not that it's wrong to fit into a mold. It's not that fitting into a pattern is bad, it's that a pattern is as close to perfect as possible. But there are some things that can't be helped by kata.


"On the spot judgment?
No, that's your skill. It has nothing to do with the type. It's more about what you can't control. It's the environment.
"Environment?

　I wonder what that means.
　Pasta and the audience weren't the only ones wondering.
　Even the warriors in the room couldn't quite understand what Futa was saying.

　The only ones who could understand what Futa was saying were Aylan B. Smiles, who was watching the game from the aisle with his arms crossed.

　Izuna Sienzan was watching the match from the service entrance, preparing for the next match.

　And then there were the tourists who were familiar with the arena, including the Principality.

The only thing I can think of is the fact that I've never been to a tournament before.　Then, everyone will challenge it with a martial art that can defeat the Sakuraga Itto Ryu. I'm not sure if you've ever heard of it, but I'm sure you've heard of it.
I'm not sure what to do.　I'm not sure what to do.　It's not just about the strength of your arm, you need to make a lot of kata to avoid being attacked.
"Fighting the same opponent over and over again is what a swordsman does. If you do the same thing, you will end up being studied. That's why we all create new arrangements and new kata. There is a clue to the fight that cannot be measured by simple strength in what techniques those around you have trained.

　So Lilac's own style is fluid and ready for any situation.
　This was not intended to be a sword fight, but more of a means of survival no matter how incompatible the opponent, but Futa knows that there is no reason to talk about it.

　I remember Izuna Sienzan.

　The combination of the hammer axe and black hawk karate created an "environment". On that day, everyone thought that Izuna Sienzan was the strongest warrior and that his fighting style was the strongest.
　But there is no way that those who are challenging Izuna can honestly repeat the same thing.
　In order to defeat Izuna, they had to change their moves and refine their skills to challenge him.

　All the while, Izuna was unable to look beyond.

　On the contrary.
　Like Lilac, a person who learns the kata and applies his own style to it is very strong in that respect.
　It is because they understand their opponent's strengths and improve themselves to beat them.

What will happen if a sloppy kuzenba is hit with a kuzenba? I've been thinking about it for two years. I've been thinking about it for two years now, just so I can beat you just once. ！！！！

　--A true strong man will not let his stronghold be broken.



I've been thinking about this for years.

　The speed at which he wields the contessa is enough for Bob, who is used to seeing Prim's spear, to track it with his eyes.

I'm not sure if you've ever heard of this, but I'm sure you've heard of it.

　But this was a different kind of difficulty than Prim's.

　Her sword was an uncompromising blow that struck a perfect gap.
　If Prim's spear was to be pushed by the number of moves, Lilac's sword was to be attacked with each and every move.

　So he can only prevent everything.
　Yes, everything must be prevented. If that were the case, she would not be able to go on the offensive, and as a result, she would be in a situation where she could only "prevent" everything.

　Nevertheless, Bob's spear technique, which was specialized for survival, was as good as it had been in the past.

　Lilac's mouth slackened slightly at the sight of his spear, which seemed to have much more power than that of a poor court swordsman.

　It was not a bad thing for Lilac to know that her own guards were so well trained.

"That's a good point.
"Oh, thank you, ......!

　He smiled softly and Bob thanked him with a blush.

　You can't help it. In the event you're not sure what you're looking for, there are a few things you can do.
　I crossed swords with a princess of a kingdom. That alone should be enough to boast about back home.

　It is true that Bob was a little relieved, because he was slightly worried that he had made him feel uncomfortable with the previous introduction.

"It's just. I don't like to be treated as an extra.
"Oh.

　The world doesn't seem to be made that way.

So I'm going to get serious.
"Yes, yes, please...

　Please be gentle.
　Before you can say so, the girl in front of you disappears.

　You'll be able to find a lot more than just a few of these in the marketplace.

"I'm ready.

　Futa muttered to himself as he watched Bob's preparations.

But the fact that he won't let you repeat the same move over and over again is what makes Lilac-sama a top-notch sub-class swordsman.

　The training with Futa is the same.
　The same goes for training with Futa and watching the fierce fighters approaching.

　She is constantly studying how to defeat the enemies she sees.
　The result of her constant refinement of her reactions to avoid first-time kills is her technique for dodging the Requiem on the first try.

　The longer it goes on, the more she evolves, setting her sights on the enemy in front of her.

　The longer it goes on, the more she evolves to target the enemy in front of her. The combination of her brain and her skill is worthy of being named the strongest in the kingdom.

　A murderer laughs somewhere in the arena.

　A young man strokes his chin at the service entrance.

　I see," says a bouncer with a child, pulling his chin.



"What the ......!

　Bob, who had expected a sword to fly at him, widened his eyes at her behavior.
　The step was shallow and not within the range of a fine sword.



　But Bob still reacted empirically. The moment the spearhead was pointed at the sword, Lilac leapt forward and somersaulted.

　The painful heel drop was a move Lilac knew nothing about.

　--He had learned it from his fights with Arawn B. Smiles, and it was his own style of swordplay mixed with martial arts.

　The heel that pierced his brain was knocked straight down to the ground, and Bob was slammed face-first into the ground with great force.


It's done!　This is it, Bob.


　Bob shouted. But Lilac gets to her feet and raises one eyebrow.

　Perfectly in. And yet, the man in front of him has not lost his fighting spirit.
　On the contrary.


Oh, ...... I knew it.


　The bob that swayed to his feet was much stronger than before.



"No.



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


"I'm up!　I'm not sure what to say.　Can you take that and stand up?
I'm not sure what to make of this.
I thought I had it all figured out.
This is the essence of persistence. ......?


　For the first time, the guard named Bob, who had baffled his commentary brother, was greeted with cheers.

　Lilac took a breath and readied her kontzesh once more.
　If he wanted to look good, he would have decided to do it here, but he knew this would happen.

　The moment we crossed blades, I realized that I had more than enough skills for a guard, but that was about it.
　That's why I want to avoid a one-sided attack.

　Make each shot more powerful--or...
　I have a moment to think.

　I can't help but notice that the Bob in front of me has a determined look in his eyes.


What do you mean, "...... different?
No, don't worry about it. It's just that I ...... forgot myself under the charm of His Highness the Lilac. I just remembered that.
............ Oh, really?


I'm sure you'll be happy to hear that.
"What?

　I'm not sure what to do.
　You can say that the blow you just received has rather increased your concentration.
　Bob's words certainly reached Futa's ears.

　The charm of the lilac made him forget himself.
　I see what you mean. No wonder. I can't help it. She's a lilac. And that's my thought aside.
　He's been saying it all along.

　It's not that Lilac is the front-runner.
　It's just that Aylan is the real deal.

　Futa doesn't know what it is about Aylan that makes him do that.

　But the sheer force of will.

　It's not so different from the will he has for Lilac and Corona.
　I feel such sympathy for them, their single-mindedness and straightforward strength.

The power of will. It's something that's often underestimated, but it's important. I want to meet Arawn in the final. That heart must be real.
I see. I may have stirred things up a bit. I'm honored to be fighting Lilac-sama. ...... But there was someone I wanted to fight more than that. So that's it?
I was wrong. I thought it was just a light thing, like I was lucky to meet Lilac-sama, but I wanted to meet Aylan too. But no. I think Bob has extraordinary feelings about the Aylin war.
I wonder if there's something going on that we don't know about.
I don't know. I don't know, but ...... shit, it makes me want to cheer for them.

　You can feel a sense of unity growing in the arena as you listen to the commentary.

　I don't know what Bob is thinking.
　But I'm sure he has his reasons, and even the good fortune of being able to fight the princess may not seem important to him.

　Let's just buy that willpower. Futa raised the corners of his mouth thinly.


But that doesn't mean I'm going to go easy on you.
I know that ......, but this is a match.

　Bob clutched the spear again.


　--Lilac had a very subtle look on her face.

　The crowd was so excited that it made me want to let out a sigh, thinking that the commentator must have gotten a few things wrong.

　Of course, that's not surprising.

　How could Lilac M. Fangini not be able to see into Bob's mind?
　More importantly, who was guarding the entrance?


　Gathering information is the foundation of the foundation.

　Knowing most of the situation, Lilac would be dumbfounded under her mask.

　I wish that guy smiling so nicely at the commentary table was as easy to cajole as this.

　Gently brushing her lips, Lilac readied her contessa.

　Cheers erupted. The arena began to cheer for Bob as well.

　In addition.

"Didn't you break your promise of a date with ......?

　Aylin was confused to death.