......I didn't know it at the time.

I didn't expect that Gigi and Martina, whom I thought had fainted, had actually remained conscious.

I never imagined that Gigi, who had counted the number of heels exactly, had signaled to Martina to quit the magic just before she heeled him.

I had never imagined that Martina, who was thought to have run out of MP, had cast the last heel on me.

And I never imagined that the item I had picked up was already in Gigi's hands.

At this very moment, everything ( ) was ready ( ).



'--Not yet, can you get up yet, boy?

I stand up slowly and say.

'Let him go. ......'.

Prine looked at me, crying.

'Ra-kun ......!

The devil laughs.

Ha-ha-ha-ha. Try me, human.

The Messerdevil stroked Prine's body ( ).

My head instantly boils.

Let go of Prine!

Run.

I throw the prine and the demon intercepts me. Thanks to the prine, he is by no means unharmed.

A rush of passion... Unlearned man!

The Messerdevil awaits in full readiness. I timed my run and swung my left fist as both a check and a diversion - and then..,

Dazzle!

A spell was cast from the side. It was Martina's last spell. She had only one heel and one dazzle left, her last cover.

A purple mist was created, puzzling both me and the demon.

--So that's what this is about!

At the same time, the fog of passion cleared from my head ( ).
I take a breath.

'Noooo ......?

The Messerdevil's left fist poked my phantom. Already then, the mithril sword slices his left arm through the unsteeled shoulder.

What the ......?

Messerdevil shouts in surprise. The fog makes his breathing palpable. We aim for the moment when the enemy inhales and exhales,

'--raaaaah!

The sword that slashed at the Messerdevil sliced through it deeply.

'Nonsense, such a, such a, suddenly, the sword's muscle is sharp ......!

The demon, unable to hide its startled breath, retreated. I take a shallow breath in and exhale deeply. --Gong qi breathing. My body takes a stance on its own. Immediately after, I hear a click in my head. The experience of cutting off the arm of a powerful enemy and the special breathing technique ( ) had brought the gears together. It felt like that.

Just now, I got the feeling that I had crossed the wall ( ).

'--Oh, my God! You're a bad influence!

Messerdevil takes a deep breath. Blizzard breath. There is no way for me to prevent it, no way for me to avoid it. Until now.

But I am ready.

By a clown playing dead far behind me.

I slip my left hand into my pocket. I confirm the item's existence.

Boooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Death blows into my body. My body freezes helplessly.

But, but!

Blah, blah, blah!

I was supposed to be frozen, but my body turned into a playing card and flew up.

This is the clown's skill "Instant Evasion" Lv8--a technique to change my body into a playing card only once during a battle to avoid enemy attacks. As long as I can buy enough time to transfer the item, I can make any member of my party use this last trump card (joker).

The clown who is rolling on the verge of death laughs.

'--A disappointment, isn't it?

I took the enemy's back and raised my mithril sword to the sky.

Chitty!

To Messer Devil, who is guarding himself with his remaining right arm and right leg,

'--[Sen-tei] Tsuyoki [Attack].'

I unleashed my war technique, and my blow cut off both of his arms and legs.

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

Mithril sword shattered.

The right half of the Messer Devil's body is shaved off.

I guess he thinks that the hardening time right after using a battle technique will hit me.

You were one move short, human!

The demon breathes heavily while only the left half of its body is still alive. I swung down my right arm - the same right arm that had just gained the experience of cutting off the right half of the monster's body,

'-- no, I just learned that...'

With his left hand he drew the Eltra Cudgel.


Iai.


With lightning speed, Eltra's club slams into the Messerdevil's torso. I held my breath as I swung out, feeling the bones shatter and entrails crush in my hand.

It was a blow I had been looking forward to.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!

Boom, clang, zzzaaaah!

The Messerdevil is blown away and slammed into the door leading to the stairs leading down to the sixth level.

'Hah, hah, hah ......!

Breathe in. Apparently he has been heeled, but the bleeding in his abdomen has not stopped. I feel faint.

The demon, which had stopped with its back against the door, twitches.
I walk away slowly, dragging Eltra's cudgel behind me.

The messer-devil, which has lost its left arm and the right half of its body, looks at me with a startled expression. He will not be able to move his body anymore.

'You're saying you've got a double strike technique ......? That, that skill is ......!



I drag the cudgel behind me.

'Ba, idiot ....... Why do you have that advanced skill ......! You didn't have the advanced skills of a warrior, you didn't have the advanced skills of a warrior - 'Two Swords Art' ......!

He's right.
I still didn't remember when the battle started.

As soon as I cut off the Messerdevil's left arm and got the feeling that I had crossed the wall - probably as soon as I crossed the level 20 mark - I learned this skill "Nito Jutsu" (the art of using two swords). Lv 1.
I learned "Iai" right after I cut off the right half of Messerdevil's body.

Remember, Devil?

When I reach the door, I look down at the messer-devil and tell him.

'I can get stronger just by [breathing].

Even while I'm fighting you, I'm getting stronger all the time.

'...... you!

He lifted his left hand and swung down Eltra's club.

The screams were not heard.



The demon's body turned to mist and then vanished,

Gogo .......

This time the door opened.

With a clang, the cudgel fell from my hand and rolled on the floor.

'......

I exhaled.

My strength drained from my body, and I fell to my knees. My eyes grow dark.

I hear Prine's voice calling my name, but I do not have the strength to answer.