No....no way...this is happening...

　He couldn't believe his eyes as the scene unfolded in front of him.
　A small murmur escaped from between his lips as he was a warrior who had passed through many battles since his youth.
　Before I knew it, the inside of Greedo's tightly clenched fist was sweating wetly.

　The pro-guard knights are composed of the most elite in the Kingdom of Zaruda, which has been preventing the invasion with the neighboring Oltmere Empire for many years and is praised as a land of warfare.
　The ones selected this time are the ones with proven ability among them.
　Of course, since their opponents are considered to be lower-ranked than their neighbors' reinforcements, it's not necessarily that they were selected as the most talented among the Knights of the Guard, but they are all talented individuals with rich natural qualities and a great deal of battle experience.
　You can confidently declare that they can fight more than five minutes against any knightly order of any country in the western continent.　
　These strong men were now about to bend the knee in the face of the onslaught of young and young beasts.

''I can't believe.......that a commoner's child has mastered the Dharma Art at such a young age.......''

　The words of one of his entourage were met with silent approval by the people around him.
　I see, those words are certainly correct.
　The Dharma art itself is a skill that anyone can master if they practice it, but usually there is no opportunity for an ordinary commoner to master it.
　There are two ways to learn Dharma techniques.
　There are only two ways to learn Dharma, either by waiting for the "prana" to spontaneously turn the chakra, or by being taught by a master who has mastered the art.
　However, it is not so easy to find a master.
　The main reason for this is the problem of the expense spent to acquire it.
　Hōjutsu is a very powerful armor and armor, a medical technique and a symbol of status.
　Not all people who have mastered the legal arts are nobles, but it is a prerequisite that all those who have the status of nobility have mastered the legal arts.
　The root of this is strongly influenced by the electoral philosophy that those who have mastered the Dharma arts are beings recognized by the gods, but they are not easily taught those techniques that are considered special.
　Regardless of whether they actually become a blessed being by the gods or not, in reality, a person who has mastered the Dharma technique will first of all have no trouble with daily life for the rest of his or her life.
　It is possible for a commoner to serve the nobility and the royal family as a knight, and if he or she is blessed with success in battle, even the status of a nobleman is not a dream. Even if they don't choose to serve in the service, they will be able to lead a rich life as a mercenary or an adventurer.
　Convenient and profitable technology.
　It is a skill that can affect a person's life to such an extent. There was no way he could master it so easily.　　
　If a commoner were to look for a Dharma master with whom he or she was not related, they would have to be extremely lucky to meet him or her, and even if they were able to find him or her, they would be asked to pay an enormous amount of money as a reward.
　Inevitably, in order for a commoner to master the Dharma, he or she has to continue to fight as an adventurer or a mercenary and wait for the day when the chakra begins to turn naturally.
　However, while his subordinates revealed their surprise at the mere fact that a commoner used the legal arts, Greed, the leader of the Parent Guard Order, sensitively saw another threat common to Kevin and the other five.
(What a thing... those guys are completely proficient in legal arts at that age... and the flowing coordination of those five... a lot of training...) (And it takes a real battle).
　Because legal arts are powerful techniques, they are extremely difficult to handle.
　It's not so unusual for a knight to be overconfident in his physical abilities enhanced by martial arts, and to be surrounded and defeated by several soldiers.
　There is a limit to the amount of vitality one can possess, even if there are individual differences.
　In the same way that a car runs on gasoline, Dharma consumes vitality to give the practitioner more power than a person, but without the vitality itself, the Dharma cannot be used.
　And if you can't use the legal arts, the knight's fighting strength is only slightly above that of a commoner, so no matter how much a knight is touted as a one-man warrior, if he or she really does charge into the enemy's camp alone, there is no way he or she will make it back alive.
　It's a good thing that the number of people who are prominent in the field is not decreasing even so, it's only because the technique of legal arts is so powerful and attracts the people who have mastered it.
　However, Kevin and the others, while mastering and skillfully using the Dharma technique, have been protecting each other as a platoon, and are surely looking at the opportunity to cut down the physical strength of Zaruda's guard knights and strike a stopping blow.

　Greedo's hands trembled in small increments as his subordinates visibly became disadvantaged in the battle situation.
　In terms of individual skill and ability, the knights of Zaruda were superior to them.　
　However, now that they had been caught off guard and received the first attack, one of them had his fingers severed and was unable to hold his weapon, and one of them had been hit on the head and was in a coma, the victory or defeat was already confirmed.
　The perfect coordination of Kevin and the others and the difference in numbers between the five of them versus the three of them overruled the difference in individual ability.
(But.........then we would have succumbed to a child like that.......)
　It is possible to see that Kevin and the others don't have any intention to kill the knights because Annette's blow stopped the knights from only making them comatose without cutting off their heads.
　However, on the other hand, I don't feel any hesitation in inflicting injuries to the extent of severing their fingers.
(Doing something stupid.)
　Now that the victory or defeat is in sight, he understands that he should stop if he puts his men's bodies first.
　However, Greedo, who understands what it means to lose this match, can't help but prioritize his men's bodies and offer to stop the match.

''Your Majesty........''

　Greedo's gaze turned to the only man who could get out of this situation.


'Melissa!　You don't need to make any big moves. All right, you just keep your opponent in line like you always do, and keep their energy down. Annette, you're going to be my backup. The only way to stop it is to cut down the opponent's fighting power!

　The instructions flew in rapid succession, and Kevin held his sword to the parent guard knights in front of him without being caught off guard.
　The first surprise attack neutralized the two knights on Zaruda's side, and once they had distanced themselves from each other, the two continued to glare at each other.
　Zaruda's pro-guard knights who formed a formation to defend themselves with their comatose colleague, who lost consciousness after Annette's blow, lying at their feet.
　The feeling of reckoning Kevin and the others as commoners had already vanished from them.　
　The knights of Zaruda try to find a way to make use of the defensive strength of the sheet metal armor that protects their entire bodies, and Kevin and the other five gradually and steadily hunt them down with a series of nimble blows and breakaway moves.

''Platoon leader. If we continue like this, we'll be destitute. We have no choice but to rush in here, prepared to fight each other.

　The platoon leader was stifled by the words of his subordinate, who shouted while desperately trying to prevent the onslaught of Kevin and the others. He himself was thinking the same thing.
(If this guy is right and we're going to play the game, it's now or never.......
　The power of each strike is light, but the sheer number of moves and speed of these blows has been toying with and cutting down on their physical strength, and it was obvious that one day they would reach their limits even if they continued to fortify their defenses.
　The only thing left to do is to admit defeat.
　You can either admit defeat gracefully and surrender, or you can crush them with the pride of a knight in your heart.
　They themselves are well aware that their own lives are guaranteed if they admit to losing because it's not a battlefield.
　However, even though it wasn't their choice, it was a match where they were willing to kill their opponents.
　None of them thought that they would put themselves aside and rely on the format of the match to survive, even though they were outnumbered.
　That would make them too miserable.
　They may not know it, but they know their own minds better than anyone else.
　And if they made such a choice, the pride of being a Zaruda Knight that they had cultivated as a shogun nation would fall to the ground, and they would be the target of ridicule and contempt from the nations.

''Let's do it!''

　The knight who was blocking Leon's sword nodded at the platoon leader's words. Although the expression on his face is not discernible due to the cover of his helmet, he is sure to have a clean smile on his face that only someone who is prepared to die would show.
(I'm sorry I made you draw the short straw, but even if you can't win, we can't lose.
　A match that resulted in the loss of lives, with no honor to be gained even with victory.
　A feeling of remorse for involving his subordinates in such a futile and meaningless battle flashed through the platoon leader's mind.
　Even so, the national name of the Kingdom of Zaruda could not be defiled.
　If he didn't defend his knight's pride, even at the cost of his life, he would lose the means to resist the invasion of Oltmere.
　With pathetic determination, the knights were about to launch a suicide attack when suddenly Grahart intervened between the two sides, holding out a drawn sword.
　And almost at the same time, Julian I's words echoed through the square.

''Enough!　Until then!　

　The cheering and shouting of curses around them stop and silence dominates the place.
　Grahart, standing between Kevin and the knights, does not move slightly.
　And the king rises from his throne and looks down at his surroundings.
　People's eyes darted back and forth between them.　

"Heh, Your Majesty. What do you say?　The game is not yet decided!

　Breaking the silence, the old nobleman acting as judge flushed and shouted.

''No, there's no need to go any further. If we fight any longer, we will have to suffer casualties. If this is the case, both sides may be left with a bad taste in their mouths. The troops led by Mikoshiba-dono were evenly matched with our knights. Isn't that enough?

　Considering the start of events, Julian I's decision was correct.
　There is no need to engage in a life-and-death match with the soldiers who came to support us.
　However, the reactions of the surrounding nobles and knights are very different.
　Some nodded their heads in agreement, while others lamented the shamefulness of dealing with a child like that.
　Among them, the one who revealed the most dissatisfaction was the old nobleman who was supposed to be a neutral judge.

''Your Majesty!　If you don't, it will be a matter of pride for you as a Knight of Zaruda. Isn't that right?　Commander Greed.

　The old aristocrat's point of view was turned to Greedo.
　Ryoma frowned at the old nobleman's statement, which was not very neutral despite being a judge.

''No, I'm sorry, but I, too, consider it useless to play any more games.''

'What?　Are you still the proud leader of the Knights of the Guard?　Shame on you!

　Greedo's shoulders trembled at the old nobleman's words.
　He himself may not be convinced, but if it was a decisive battle for the rise and fall of the country, he wouldn't be able to order his men to die in such a match.

''Enough, stop. This is my life as king. This game is a draw. There are no winners and losers. You will all learn to be like that do you understand that Mikoshiba-dono is right?

　At Julianus I's words, the gazes of those around him turned to Ryoma, who appeared as if he was cutting through the crowd.

''Of course. There is no greater honor than to lend your breasts to the Knights of Zaruda. I can only hope that our power can be of assistance to His Majesty and to you.

　To Julianus I's words, Ryoma reverently gets down on one knee and replies.

''Mm. It's a good thing that you're not the only one who despises your troops after watching this match. I would like to ask you to continue to do the same for the sake of this country and good luck to all of you.

　Julius I turned his eyes sharply to his surroundings as he made a high-pitched declaration.
　If the king has assured me that much, there is no way I can defend it.
　The people around them are silent, hiding their inner grumbling.　
It's a good idea to have a good time with them, but if you're really betting on our victory, then I feel bad for Elena-san, but let's not do that.
　In order to show people that this is a serious game, Ryoma bet on his own victory and brought Elena into it, but in reality, the goal of the game was to have no draws from the beginning.
　At the very least, Ryoma has no intention of killing the opposing knights to gain victory in this match.

　The initial plan was going to take the form of a proposal from Ryoma to Julianus, but before he could make that proposal, Julianus made a decision. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what it means for the knights of Zaruda to lose to Ryoma and the others.
　He didn't even bother to mention it and declared a draw without a win. He was indeed a great raccoon.
　Do the people of the surrounding countries not have an eye for people, or have they been hiding their own fangs?
Well, Lupis is no match for him...........
　The presence of a poisoned needle shot into his country.
　Ryouma stole a glance after him, falling to one knee and keeping his face down.
　The one in the corner of his eye was the old nobleman who served as the referee of the match.
　It's unclear if the words came from the responsibility of being asked to act as a referee in the previous match, but defending the king's words head on is not something that an ordinary person can do.
　However, there are two possibilities for this old nobleman's words.

　Whether it was innocent words out of love for your country or out of malice....
　Ryoma's lips lifted in a harsh smile.