Chapter 1693: 1693 War and Peace, Part 231 - The Best Knight of the Continent Diore Vs Emerald of Halpuia ④ -

"(If you're so disadvantaged, you're sober. I'm not that good at attacking swords originally, but I didn't know they wouldn't even let me screw around!

A lot of swordsmen, but experience tells me I'm up there, right?

Diore has two aims. One is shortness of breath. With an overwhelming offense so far, Diore also knows he doesn't have time to breathe. The problem is Halpuia Tameraldo's lung viability, but I can't imagine how much Diore this is either.

Actually, it's something no one in the regiment knows, but Emerald wouldn't be any bitter to hold his breath for about four and a half minutes in the water. Always able to keep singing while flying in the highlands, Halpuia boasts nearly ten times more lung vitality as a species, but the emerald is even more special among them. It rarely touches the water because the feathers are reluctant to get wet, but Emerald was not at all tired or breathless while continuing with all this offense.

Neither does Diore assume that much, but he doesn't count on the battle as lucky as he relies on unpredictable events. He was using another trick, even though he prevented the sword. That 's--

Biki.

There was a lot of cracking noise. Only two people who fight felt the slightest noise during the awesome offensive. When I found out that the sound was from the emerald's wooden sword, the flow of battle spilled all at once.

Regardless, it's not Diore who misses this gap. He was causing the tunnel to accumulate damage on the Emerald Sword while defending against his own wear and tear. With all the opportunity, untie the defense and step forward at once.

But it was Emerald who waited for this. I dared to take a step back and make the time between them to decide in one piece. Diore's sight stepping in there was blocked by something for a moment. Emerald's sword was flying out of the blind spot when he realized it was the feather that Emerald had kept out of the way of the battle.

Emerald was going to block his opponent's sight with his feathers so that he could spin and decide the battle with a spinning sword trident that gained momentum from the blind spot he could. Suppose not, but I was going to put Keri on in a melee from the organizers. The Emerald of Halpuria has nearly twice as much arm strength as a slender and lined human being. I thought that a small diore could contain even an arm's length battle.

But Emerald's wooden sword broke to pieces. Diore took Emerald's sword by the side of his head. No, I didn't take it, I intercepted myself, to be exact. Moreover, it is aimed precisely at places with cracks.

Though less damage than intercepting, there was blood on Diore's side head. But Diore never cared, pushing the wooden sword straight into Emerald's throat and slamming it to the ground. And when his chest was suppressed with his knees, the emerald was completely immobile.

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"Surrender, or I'll choke you like this?

"... surrender"

Emerald let go of his sword to show his will to defeat. When the referee signaled the victory of Diore, the venue was greatly enlivened. Of course, praise poured out at all costs on the two of us.

Diore was muddling the flowing blood as he grabbed Emerald's hand and woke him up.

"Daiji-bu?

"No problem. Exactly the last one was unscrupulous, but it's been a long time since I've been unscrupulous in battle. I remember when I was younger. It was a very good game."

"Mmm. Did you get a good line? I thought."

"Exactly. It's almost a losing game in strength. But you look like this, and you're only old and experienced. That could have been the division of the battle."

"Next time you do it, you won't lose!

Emerald smiled and hugged Diore, leaving with a smile pouring his affection down on the audience. There doesn't seem to be a performance of the song because I didn't win, but it doesn't look like I lost very much, and Diore thought I'd be sorry to do it in this arena next. Because I won this time, but if I did it a few more times, I didn't feel like I could win.

I heard dissatisfaction from the pignomes at the frivolous way of fighting, but Diore felt rather nostalgic. I didn't like swords or anything in the first place, and do it. I don't have the talent. But I don't have the strength, my hands and feet are short. I remember being half crying and bareback when my then superiors were angry like day after day, and Diore was soaked somewhere in a smiling mood.

Continued

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