The food bank blazes up in a heap, spewing black smoke. The smell of burnt food stored in it fills the area.
　The sound of sword fights and angry shouts echoed from the surroundings.
　And countless screams and pain.
　It's a slaughterhouse that brings forth countless deaths.
　Laura, who was standing in the middle of such a battlefield without shrinking back, just kept her gaze fixed on the central tower, which was dyed red by the light of the fire.

''Sister. Who is this?

　With the sound of countless armor clattering together, a bell-like voice was called out from behind me.
　It's a beautiful voice that's unsuitable for the battlefield.
　To those words, Laura replied without looking back.

The actuality of this is not a problem. The warehouse is burning nicely thanks to Ryoma-sama's efforts to keep Moore at bay. Even if you start fighting the fire now, it will be impossible to stop the momentum of this fire... even if you use the power of Moore's water-controlling legal sword...

　Heavily lit sparks were flying from the warehouses standing in front of us.
　This was the result of the generous use of large amounts of oil in the goods we had brought in.
　It's not a matter of if it's in the early stages, but if the fire spread to this extent, it would be impossible to stop it by hand at this point.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out what's going on in the world.

''How's that one headed?''

'There's no problem here either. They were convinced that we were on their side and the sudden fire has disrupted the chain of command and it would have been easy to take out the Oltmere soldiers.

Well, it looks like you're OK and I'm glad you're OK.

　Laura nodded a small nod without looking at Saara who replied while clutching the blood-soaked iron sword.
　It's true that I can understand the situation from the feel of her voice.
　But if you're truly worried, you should be able to show a different attitude.
　But without showing any anger at her sister's attitude, Sarra quietly stood beside Laura.
　She herself feels the same way as her sister.
　A young man who gave us freedom and dignity as human beings when we were betrayed by our trusted vassals and sold into slavery.
　His life is absolute for the Malphist sisters.
　That's exactly what makes them willing to sacrifice their own lives without hesitation....

'By now, Ryoma-sama should be...'

　Feeling the faint melancholy contained in Saara's voice, Laura turned her gaze again to her sister standing next to her.

''Perhaps ... it's about the time you're being one-on-one with Moore?''

　I'm not sure what Laura is sure about.
　We haven't mentioned that much in our preliminary meetings.
　But if I can get the head of the highly respected Greg Moore, I can expect to receive a further reward for my argument after this battle is over.
　That's a very attractive story indeed for Ryojin, who is actively trying to develop the Woltenia Peninsula and build his own foundation.
　Whether it was money, resources, or rights, everything was not enough for Ryoma at the moment.
　It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to get away with it.

''As I thought.......should we head over too?

　Words filled with anxiety and melancholy.
　No matter how strong Moore was, it was not impossible to kill him if he brought it to a game of numbers.
　But Laura shook her head quietly.

You know that, don't you, Saara?

　Ryoma had gathered a lot of information beforehand from Simone and Igazaki-shu.
　What emerged from this was the fact that Mikoshiba Ryoma was weaker than Greg Moore.
　Even though he had mastered the martial arts, compared to Moore, who had dived through many battlefields, Ryoma was greatly inferior to him as both a magician and a warrior.
　And the performance of Moore's legal sword.
　No matter how much Mikoshiba Ryoma has the characteristics of being an otherworldly person, he can't fill in the gaps in his actual battle experience and armor.
　So, Saara's concern is correct.
　Even Laura understands that. But even so, Laura still did not doubt Ryojin's victory.
　No, she is desperate to believe.　

'We just need to fulfill our roles perfectly.

　A voice that seems to be squeezed out of the back of my mind.
　It is impossible not to be worried. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.
　The question of whether or not you trust Ryoma is irrelevant.
　It was natural to want to be by the side of someone you care about.
　But on the other hand, Laura fully understands the importance of the work they've been given.
　She is concerned for her master's safety, and at the same time, she wants to answer her master's trust.
　The conflict was evident in Laura's words.

''Even though the chain of command is in turmoil due to the surprise attack, the confusion will eventually subside after some time. It's just dangerous to keep Oltmere's soldiers alive. Don't worry about anything else, just go about your business.

　The will of steel in his eyes.
　However, Saara's eyes did not miss the faint trembling of her shoulders.
(Sister.........)
　There are plenty of things to say.
　However, sensing Laura's heart, Saara turned her gaze to the central tower one more time and quietly left the place.
　In order to fulfill her own role........　

　Just as Laura and Saara's gazes were turned to the central tower, the battle between Ryoma and Moore had also ended its early standoff, and the game was coming to a climax.
　A dull silver light illuminated Ryoma's face.
　A battlefield sword that was thicker than a machete, struck by one of the leading smiths in the Igazaki group.
　It's not inferior to the swords made by master swordsmiths who have carved their names in history.
　It's a good idea to prepare for this kind of event as well.
(The Moore of Fei Zan.......)
　A hint of glee appeared in Ryoma's eyes as he thought of the knight's alias that stood in front of him.
　If he was going to take a safe measure, he could let the knights of Ernest Gura, who were standing firm behind him, attack him.
　But that wouldn't be tasty.
　The fact that we have taken down Moore doesn't change the fact that we have taken down Moore, but the results we get will be much different depending on that process.　
(I can't stand it.......my spine feels numb.......)
　It's safe to say that there are very few opportunities on the battlefield to bring it to a single combatant in this way.
　Therefore, Moore's proposal could be said to be a true crossover.
　The air emanating from Moore's body had something that was similar to Ryojin's grandfather, Koichiro Mikoshiba.
　It was the unique smell of a strong man.
　In fact, Greg Moore, the captain of the garrison at Fort Notis, had a high reputation that reached out to neighboring countries as a great sword wielder.
　If he had defeated this, his war success would be immeasurable. He could demand further conditions from Lupis for the development of the Woltenia peninsula, and Mikoshiba Ryojin's name would quickly become a great

They will be running all over land. From that point of view, this single battle could be said to be the perfect opportunity.
　However, apart from such a calculated reason, Ryoma felt an elation rising up from within him.

Ooooh!

　A yell gushed from Moore's mouth, and he raised his sword high above his head.
　That spirit chattered and made the air in the room tremble.
　The well-crafted Moore's vitality "prana" activates the techniques engraved on the blade of the great sword.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this as well.
　Then, in the next moment, something crescent-shaped and transparent is released along the trajectory of the swung down great sword towards Ryojin.
　The sword was swung out instinctively to match it.
　There was a shock to Ryoma's hand and blood splashed from his shoulder.

''Kuh........''

　If he hadn't used his sword to cushion the impact, Ryoma's arm might have been severed from his shoulder.
　A dull pain felt from his left shoulder.
　However, the will to fight in Ryoma's eyes did not diminish in the slightest.
(This is the power of the Water Law Sword? If I hadn't gathered information beforehand, I might not have been able to prevent it)
　Looking at the water droplets on the blade, Ryoma muttered in his mind.　
　A water cutter for cutting process.
　The knowledge he had seen on an educational program on TV a long time ago came back to his mind.
　A technology that allows water under high pressure to shoot out of a small hole and cut even iron with its force.
　I'm not sure exactly what it is, but perhaps the basic principle is the same as this.
　However, unlike a machine, the sword in Moore's hand does not have a compression function.
　Nor is it equipped with a tank that stores water.
　Moore's animating energy, the prana, and the granting technique on the sword. These two are all that is needed.
　In that sense, it would be a fairly useful attack method.

　A blade of water flying at high speed. Image wise, it's not much different from the slash itself flying.
　In addition to being able to make a one-sided attack while maintaining a wide berth, it doesn't require chanting like the grammar jutsu. In the battlefield, where a split second can make the difference between life and death, the advantage is significant.
　It can be used as an extension of the sword, and if you cleave the sword to the side, it will also show amazing power in group battles.
　However, it is not without its flaws.
　The speed of the water blade itself is fast, but it can sense the timing of the sword's arrival because it is based on the swinging motion of Moore's sword.
　If you pay attention to the position of your arms and legs, it is possible to prevent it with the strength of flesh and blood alone.
(It's certainly an awkward weapon... but if it's only fired along the trajectory of the sword, you can deal with it... not yet, you can still handle it without using martial arts... ...)
　While looking backwards over his back, Ryoma returned his sword to its middle position and prepared for his next attack.
　This is because from the side stance, it is disadvantageous to deal with the water blade that comes flying in at high speed.
(The maximum effect of the water slash is probably within a 20-meter radius from that guy's body.
　It was an expectation, yet full of certainty.
　Because the water blade that had sliced through Ryoma's shoulder with the first blow had been played by the iron armor worn by the knights of Ernesgula who surrounded him in the distance.
　It would be good evidence that the pressure and speed exerted on the water would be dampened by the laws of nature.
　Although the range is much longer than the water cutters used in Japan, but even so, if this earth world is truly a fantasy, the water slash that Moore delivered should have torn through the body of the knight of Ernest Gura without diminishing its power.
　And it was also a problem that the water slash was composed purely of water.
　It would be a different story if it was mixed with powdered abrasive or even small stones, but pure water alone would limit the cutting power.
　Even if it was enough to sever a flesh and blood body, it wasn't powerful enough to cut through thick iron armor.
　This can be seen from the fact that the blade of the sword that collided with the slash didn't break off.
　But, of course, that doesn't mean that he escaped unharmed.
　While clicking his tongue at the spill of the blade carved into the blade, Ryoma tries to read Moore's mind.
(Be careful with the pause... perhaps he's trying to use the characteristics of the legal sword to check us from a long distance.
　Ryouma's eyes glared at Moore as he probed his movements.　
　Just as Ryoma had expected, Moore, who was blocked from the first attack by the water blade, gave a small cluck of his tongue and raised his sword above his head again in a big way.
　And once again, the water blade that was brought out of the sword is released in the direction of Ryojin.
　The first strike, the second strike, the third strike.
　A breathless series of attacks attacked Ryojin.
　Moore connects from the Karatake Split, right chop down, and then left chop down.
　The large sword slashes and roars through the sky.
　While blocking the slashes that were delivered one after another with his sword, Ryoma felt something like a premonition.
(Is it the same as before?　(No, that's too monotonous...)
　A slash by swinging down alone would be monotonous and easy to avoid.
　Why did he unleash it in such a manner?
　The answer to that question appeared immediately.
　The moment the third sword is swung down, the sword blade, once swung down, does not stop but leaps upward from below without stopping.
　It drew a trajectory just like the closing.
　If I had intended it to be like the first time, I would probably have been reamed off Ryoma's unprotected torso from the side.
　After striking down the successive water blades with his sword, Ryoma once again returned to his middle stance without caution.
(Is this the aim?)
　He repeated his monotonous attacks and suddenly unleashed an attack with a different timing.
　If I had been just a little off guard, Ryoma would be dead by now.
　The two sides stared at each other.
　The knights of Oltmere and Ernest Gura who surrounded them were also watching the outcome of the battle with bated breath.
(Well, can't we win the game even if we hold on to our defenses like this.......was the game more unfavorable than I thought?
　In order for Ryoma to win, he would need to close the gap between him and Moore to lie between them.
　On the other hand, if it was Moore, he would be the one who would use the water blade's long-range attack as his main weapon to break Ryoma's stance and aim for an opening.
　And the final strike probably wasn't a slash....
(This guy's going to be the fastest thing in the world... or, conversely, that's where he has a chance to win.)
　What popped into Ryouma's mind was the fastest technique in the weapon, the sword. He had expected that he would probably stake everything on it.
　But in the next moment, Ryoma's expectation that he wanted to continue to fight from a distance was overturned, and Moore closed in on him at once.
　The third chakra, Manipura, spun at high speed, giving Moore's body unhuman speed and muscle power. Its speed surpassed the realm of man and was truly a beast.
　In the next moment, intense sparks flew between the two of them and a loud metallic sound echoed throughout the hall.
　For a moment, Ryojin's huge body floated in the air.
　He flew backwards on his own to kill the momentum like a bullet.
(Watch out, watch out. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get my attention from a distance and then close the gap in one fell swoop....
　A ray of blood dripped from Ryoma's cheeks as he smiled fearlessly, and the taste of rusty iron spread in his mouth.
　The water blade that was released when he was closing the gap. It snatched Ryoma's cheek.
　As a check on the long-range attack, he closed the gap at once and brought it into close combat. It's a difficult way to fight with grammar techniques that require an opening called "chanting time".
　And the marks of the slash carved into the sword in Ryoma's hand.
　You can see fine blade spills on the blade that had been as sharp as a razor blade.
(With the performance of the weapon, we are at a disadvantage?
　It's a pretty impressive workhorse of a battlefield sword, but unlike the legal sword in Moore's hand, it doesn't have any granting techniques.
　In other words, its durability is no different than that of ordinary steel.
　On the other hand, Moore's law sword is different.
　The blade is not dulled by the glued blood, and the use of the "prana" in the handle has dramatically increased its strength.
　Ryouma himself can use the Dharma technique, but if they are both wielders of the martial arts, he will inevitably be inferior to Moore in terms of his experience as a practitioner.
And with the current offense and defense, Moore must have realized that Ryouma's sword was not equipped with granting Houjutsu.
(Well, okay, the point is, if you're weak, you just need to figure out how to fight in a way that's weak.)
　The difference in the performance of the weapon in his hand. And the difference in strength as a legal practitioner that existed between Moore and myself at the moment I cut and tied it.
　From the point of view of simple strength and weakness, Ryoma was not as good as Moore.
　It's true, it's also true that it's easier to gain value from someone with stronger strength. But it's not a given that weaker people can't necessarily win.
　They attack people in their sleep, increase the number of their allies and bring them into a mass battle, take their opponents' families hostage, and use poison.
　It's not impossible for the weak to defeat the strong, if you don't take into account ethics and the reputation of those around you.
　Even if you don't go that far, as long as you don't give up, you can always find a way.　　
　My grandfather taught me this since I was a child, and Ryoma's heart has never known fear.
(Realizing the difference in weapons and the fact that he's not using martial arts, this guy will come at you in one fell swoop with his bulk... it's time to get frustrated. (The next blow will be the one that counts.......)
　The final moment that would come in a few seconds.
　That moment was the opportunity for victory that was given to Ryojin.