"This is……"
Seeing this scene, Loki subconsciously opened his eyes, and Ais unconsciously took a step forward. There was uncontrollable wavering in her eyes. She looked at the slowly rising Esther and squeezed it from the depth of her throat. She came up with the title that haunted her.
"Fairy spirit..."
Pure, sacred, and powerful, it seems that all the beauty in the world can be tied to the holy sword transformed by that girl.
The moment the girl known as the Sword Princess saw Esther, her body began to tremble in an unusual way.
She stared at the holy sword with dazed and confused eyes, and then gradually shifted her gaze to Roland holding the sword.
If other people were to see Ais losing her composure, it would definitely cause an uproar in Orario, but now, all the Sword Princess's light has been taken away by Roland.
"It's a fairy! In that legend..."
"Hero! Living hero!"
As long as they are adventurers, it is impossible that they have not heard of the legend of Heroes, and it is precisely because of this that they will be shocked by Roland's appearance.
Boiling.
The spectators who were originally surprised and curious by the development of the matter seemed to be ignited in an instant, and the noisy sound came out like a tide. Although many adventurers looked back unwillingly, they quickly ran out. , preparing to inform the main god of the dependent clan of this news.
The only ones present who could remain calm were Roland who was smiling, and Loki who had his eyes completely open.
"Ais!"
She used a rather stern voice to wake up Ais, who had stopped and stood there because she was too stunned.
"Pull out your sword. This kid is not joking. You won't be able to hold anything back in this battle."
And as if she had realized something, quite strong emotions emerged in Aisi's crystal clear eyes. With the most solemn gesture in her life, she pulled out the sword blade from her waist, and then, the next moment, it turned into a sword that was difficult to see with the naked eye. The captured afterimage rushed towards Roland.
"You really have a strong desire to win, which is worthy of praise,"
Roland said with ease, and with a simple raise of his hand, he casually blocked Ais' attack, allowing the huge magic power to spread through Aster.
Different from the previous ones, as a leader in level 5, Aisi's level is exactly what Roland wants. Rather, fighting at this level makes him more comfortable.
"However, the result will not change in any way. Anyway, I will win!"
Roland lowered his body slightly, bent his toes, and shot out like an arrow, actively facing Ais.
After realizing that Roland's speed was not inferior to hers, Ais quickly rushed to the side, looking for new opportunities.
"If you can't match your strength, why don't you find another way?"
Roland's pupils followed Ais's figure closely, and the opponent's speed, which was so fast that only an afterimage was left behind, slowly showed a clear trajectory in his eyes.
In terms of combat power, the high-level adventurers in this world are physically comparable to Servants, and they have rich experience in dealing with various monsters. However, due to the current environment, compared to the heroes of ancient times, In terms of fighting against people, they still lacked a lot.
So, let me give this world a little heroic shock.
Roland raised the corners of his mouth slightly, raised his hand and slashed at Ais.
Esther, who was infused with magic power, burst into light, and an astonishing sword light suddenly appeared, flew out, and swept directly in the direction of Ais, blocking all space for her to escape.
"call--!"
In the closed room, the wind suddenly rose.
"Wake up—!"
Seeing the sword light turning into a silver line, Ais used her magic without hesitation. In an instant, the magic power of the wind dispersed the surrounding dust and gave her limbs new strength.
She stepped in the air in a posture that completely violated the laws of physics, and faced the sword light at a speed that exceeded her previous speed. She brushed the sword at a nearly parallel and dangerous angle that could cut her into two parts. He dodged the blow by a hair's breadth.
A strong wind blew past, blowing away Aisi's long flowing hair like a curtain.
“Boom—!”
But the bright sword light did not dissipate just because she avoided it. The empty high wall behind her was cut in half, and the upper half of the building that lost its support fell heavily, causing a heavy sound and a sky-wide roar. Dust.
This scene caused the surrounding adventurers to quickly retreat in surprise and fear. The shocked expressions on their faces were as uniform as if they were rehearsing a drama.
Just a random blow can easily complete such a mountain-shattering attack. Such destructive power is second to none in Orario. After getting rid of those magicians who can use magic, just one melee blow can There are very few who can achieve such a level.
"Not bad, not bad, do you want more? Esther!"
Even Roland was surprised by the power of this blow, because compared with the magic power he input, this conversion efficiency was too high. It can be said that it was even more powerful than his natural anger. It was just one of the two. The concept is more towards energy, and the other is towards sharpness.
Using A-level Noble Phantasm to describe Esther is simply an insult to her. Even in the original world, her true form was a magical weapon that could kill the Elf King who was the origin of the world.
And as if to prove himself, Esther, which exuded silver light, trembled slightly, and its holy light gradually covered the entire sword body, absorbing Roland's magic power in a more greedy manner, showing off his own power.
The magic power was turned into a strange power, filling Roland's limbs and bones, making his physical abilities even higher. With a wanton smile, Roland made a mistake in his steps, and his speed suddenly soared, and he flashed across the ground.
The next moment, the sword light passing through the space flashed in front of Ais again, but this time Ais did not avoid it like before, or use the previous tactics, but used her other hand to hold the sword. , withstanding Roland's blow.
Even with the blessing of magic, Aisi's feet still sank on the ground, creating a large pit like a spider web.
When not using pure power, the power displayed by Esther who only focuses on the sword is even more powerful.
If it weren't for her usual fighting style that caused her current weapon to be a special item with indestructible properties, I'm afraid she would have been cut in half with the sword.
But compared to this kind of life-and-death battle, what troubled Ais even more was Roland's physical strength.
After gaining a suppressive offensive, Roland didn't intend to give her any time to breathe. He swung his swords one after another as if he didn't feel tired at all.
Every time the sword blades crossed each other, Ais felt a powerful counterattack. The blades, which were said to be indestructible, also had fine cracks appearing in the repeated resistance.
Without sword skills or tactics, Roland just kept attacking her with pure strength. In a few seconds, countless slashes made Aisi's arms feel weak and her consciousness became weaker and weaker.
If this continues, my own hand will become useless first.
Aisi's eyes narrowed and she reversed her steps. She was just about to disrupt Roland's rhythm, but the next slash followed her, as if she had predicted her thoughts, forcing her to give up the idea of retreating.
no solution anymore……
"Sweep it—!"
Activating the magic again, Ais changed its output power with different spells, causing the violent wind to explode like a sharp blade, replacing the weapon as the fulcrum to resist the sword light.
But to Roland's surprise, Aisi did not use this to escape from his attack range and regroup. Instead, she embraced the strong wind again, letting it turn into a gauze-like posture and wrap around her body, turning into a swift shadow, looming in the air. Suddenly, he took the initiative to come to Roland.
Immediately, she mercilessly fired out the cracked sword tip in her hand, stabbing out a sharp sword from a blind angle, directly towards Roland's throat.
This attack that seemed like a sure-kill was carried with superb technique and agile elegance. It went from defense to deflection to counterattack in just an instant.
Aisi's figure seemed to turn into a gust of wind, carrying the surging violent waves, and she seized the almost non-existent opportunity in the overwhelming and continuous slashes that were like thousands of troops.
"It's so beautiful..."
Facing such a scene, Roland couldn't help but sigh.
"It's better to call it dance than martial arts."
Then, with the attitude of coming first, he raised the silver holy sword in his hand and responded in the same way.
Seeing Roland's lightning-like thrust, Ais's face, which could maintain calmness and perseverance even in difficult situations, couldn't help but change.
This kind of posture and this kind of speed are all familiar to her. This is clearly the stunt she is using.
Just one look and you learned your own tricks?
As if intending to confirm Aisi's thoughts, at the critical moment, two sword blades suddenly flashed and collided with each other with a crisp sound, sputtering out dazzling sparks.
"--Ding!"
The next second, the tips of the two swords collided with each other accurately. Such precise and identical attacks could no longer be described as a simple coincidence.
This is beyond the ordinary realm, because Aisi's sword skills do not belong to mortals, but are the afterimage of the character named father in her past memory.
"You...why do you do this?"
The taciturn Ais looked at Roland who was slowly lowering the hilt of the sword in his hand, and asked with eyes full of surprise and longing.
"Because I also possess the talents of a mere hero."
Roland raised his eyes, met Ais's gaze, and spoke softly.
Then, without even leaving any time to react, the roaring magic power burst out from Esther's body, leaving arcs of light in the air, converging into a whirlpool, and exploding.
This substantial impact was transmitted through the tip of Esther's sword. In the loud and muffled sound, the indestructible sword forged by the God of Forging in Celtic mythology was destroyed into tiny pieces in a devastating manner. The fragments flew away and did not stop after penetrating the surrounding walls and floors.
Ais sat blankly on the ground, her white and delicate neck pressed against the shimmering sword edge. Roland stood there, holding the sword in one hand, and announced the result of the battle with a smile.
"Miss Ais, you lose."
Although many people had anticipated this scene, when it actually happened, the whole place was still plunged into deathly silence.
Less than ten seconds passed. The Sword Princess, who was favored by the gods and was once regarded as the next strongest person, was easily defeated by a young man who had not yet received the favor. Even her weapon was chopped into pieces. .
After a brief silence, the commotion slowly emerged.
"Is that guy really ungrateful?"
"It's too scary. Let alone level 5. Such an understatement. Even level 6 will be defeated."
"That's the Swordswoman...that Ace Wallenstein."
"If he gets the favor, I'm afraid the title of the strongest in Orario will soon no longer belong to the Freya Familia."
The onlookers who retreated far outside the guild showed expressions of curiosity and excitement. Even the stupidest guys could realize that today they had witnessed history with their own eyes.
This is not a miracle that belongs to Orario, but an epic that belongs to the entire world.
After a lapse of thousands of years, before the scroll of the myth of the family had slowly unfolded, a young man appeared out of nowhere, with his own fairy spirit, stopped the progress of the times in the most ostentatious manner, and unceremoniously He stepped on it.
You cannot join the dungeon without a favor, and the level gap between adventurers is insurmountable. These things that have long been regarded as common sense will treat one person as an exception.
But no matter what attitude you have towards Roland, be it jealousy or admiration, a simple fact has been placed in front of the whole world.
——The hero has arrived.
(End of chapter)
