When Timothy saw the horn on his forehead, he gulped and
Demons, the most powerful demon race in the world!
Nia raised a hard voice filled with tension.
A demon with a horn and a figure that looked much like a human being - a 'demon'.
The legendary transcendental existence that was synonymous with the strongest even before its reincarnation - that's what you have in this other world, isn't it?
And this demon is quite skilled...!
'Hmm, I didn't mean to, but it's not so bad. You have a very nice arm, kid. Let's give it a little squeeze.
The old man - no, the old devil - broke the spiteful battle to his advantage and began to wield his sword.
Ding dong dong dong dong dong!
The old devil and I were striking each other fiercely and at blinding speed.
In a game of pure swordsmanship, the strongest S-class cheat, the "Sword Sage," would never lose - or so I thought - but
What, are you kidding me?
Despite the fact that I am using the "Sword Sage" and it's a match of swords with no mixture.
The old demon and I were engaged in a fierce, back-and-forth battle.
I was able to parry the old demon's attack and immediately counter-strike him with a sideways move - but the old demon managed to exchange the intended blow with a minimum of body movement, and then unleashed another crushing blow on me! --!
Come on.
I was just barely able to pass it up, and when I saw an opening, I attacked with a counterattack - but it was an invitation from the old man, and I was able to successfully counterattack him and prevent him from fighting again.
An exchange of blows.
Crossing each other.
A counterattack.
The two fighters attack each other fiercely, but are unable to land a decisive blow.
'It may be inappropriate, but this is like watching a beautiful performance--'
Such a murmur from Timothy could not be more on target.
Today, as always, the most powerful S-class cheat, the Sword Sage's artistic sword skills are unashamedly brilliant.