"I, Aisha... No. From this day on, I'm abandoning that na."
The blond girl closed her eyes.
After letting her resolve build for a mont, she opened those violet eyes again and raised her voice.
"The na my mother gave , Eleonora, is my true na."
With that, she focused her mind, placing all her attention on the enemy before her.
Jäger Milu.
An upper-tier Level 2 palace knight.
In warti, he was qualified to command five thousand cavalry. He was known as a master swordsman, and his reputation was quite impressive.
If one only looked at level, Eleonora was rely Level 1, and all her ability values were at the lowest I-rank.
Her opponent was an upper-tier Level 2. She had heard his Strength had already reached D-rank.
Perhaps if their blades clashed even once, her wrist would snap.... but, Eleonora wanted to win!
"Please guide !"
Flas burned in the girl's eyes.
Her stance was proper, but far from perfect. Her skill with the sword amounted only to a certain degree of courtly instruction.
But it was the only weapon she had.
Jäger Milu looked at the beautiful girl before him and said, "I am grateful to Lord Ares for granting this opportunity. Be at ease, Princess Aisha. Once I defeat you in this duel, I will ask Lord Ares to let beco your first husband."
This man's face was passable enough, but he truly was a narcissist!
And extrely disgusting!
"I already abandoned that na!"
Eleonora raised the sword in her hands, charged forward, and swung it down at Jäger.
Jäger rely turned his body to the side.
The blade swept past right in front of him without injuring him in the slightest.
"Yah!"
Eleonora changed the downward chop into a slash, altering the direction of her blade and cutting horizontally toward Jäger.
From the beginning, she had never thought such a wide, obvious attack would succeed.
That was why she had kept half her strength in reserve to change her move.
But it was still useless.
Jäger had already seen through her thoughts.
After turning aside, he simply tapped his toes against the floor and retreated, stopping just outside the sword's range by less than a step.
Her second strike missed as well.
Eleonora did not hesitate. She quickly twisted her waist, turning like a ballet dancer, and used the strength of her whole body to swing the longsword in a full arc, unleashing a spinning slash.
Jäger was sowhat surprised that the princess before him had thought that far ahead.
But all he did was draw the sword at his waist together with its scabbard.
Without even unsheathing the blade, he used the hilt to block that fully accelerated slash.
And he did not move an inch.
"Oh! As expected of Sir Jäger!"
"Heh, that man is Level 2. I once personally saw him kill five wolves and a bear all by himself. I heard he even subjugated ten goblins alone!"
Rayleigh, who had been watching the battle, frowned slightly.
Level 2?
Upper-tier?
This guy?
In his eyes, the strength Jäger displayed was at most lower-tier, perhaps barely approaching mid-tier.
Putting aside talented individuals like Alise, Ryuu, and Kaguya, any random mber of Astraea Familia could have dealt with this Jäger within three moves when they were still lower-tier Level 2.
And soone like Ais, that monster, did not even need to be ntioned.
Against this Jäger, she could instantly kill him without even taking a full mont.
Was it because his opponents were all too weak?
This was not strength worth boasting about. His swordsmanship was ordinary too, not even one percent of Kaguya's.
And this was enough to be called a master swordsman?
Rayleigh finally gained a rough understanding of the gap in combat power between Orario and the outside world.
Five wolves?
One bear?
Ten goblins?
Wasn't that sothing a Level 1 should be able to accomplish alone?
He looked again at Eleonora, who was already beginning to tire.
She had rely received a Falna, but had never grown stronger. Her stamina was still that of a sheltered noble daughter.
A longsword weighed around three pounds.
Because of its length and weight distribution, making the tip reach the speed of sound in the instant of a slash would require more than fifteen hundred kilograms of arm strength.
Only a slash of that level could pose a threat to Jäger.
Although Eleonora had only perford one continuous sequence of attacks, many parts of the body were involved in generating force, and it had consud a considerable amount of stamina.
Every sword she swung from this point on would be a forced movent that overdrew her physical strength.
'Sigh.'
'She said she would help sneak into the banquet, so how did things end up like this?'
Rayleigh could not predict what would happen if she lost.
In any case, Eleonora would probably beco a reproductive weapon for the upper ranks of Rakia Kingdom.
If she were a debauched woman, she might be able to use her importance to gain a lofty position.
But from what Rayleigh had seen, she was soone who understood sha and valued her chastity deeply.
To her, the life other people might dream of would be a living hell.
And the previous holder of that skill had exhausted her life force and died at only thirty-five because of it.
Eleonora would likely et the sa fate.
It felt a little unpleasant to watch.
Rayleigh rubbed his fingers together.
Should he bombard the Great Cathedral with Kidō, bury everyone here, and take the goddess Phobos away directly?
No.
He had not yet coordinated with Phobos. Acting like that would leave too many hidden dangers.
'Better to try that instead...'
Rayleigh gathered Reiryoku in his palm, then shaped it, extending the spiritual power from his fingertips and transforming it into thin threads.
To the people of this world, Mind was not sothing visible.
There was only one situation in which they could see the shape of magical energy with the naked eye, and that was when looking at Magic Stones dropped by monsters in the Dungeon.
Other than that, even elves could only sense magical energy, not see it.
Rayleigh had tested it before.
Even Riveria could not see Reiryoku that had not yet been processed into "magic."
Then there was the matter of hiding one's Reiatsu.
Without relying on so special magic item, Rayleigh had yet to et anyone in this world who could truly conceal their own magical energy.
Which ant it was worth a try.
...
Creak—
In the middle of the battle, Eleonora suddenly froze.
She felt as though she abruptly could not move.
Or rather, she could not move according to her own will!
Because her body was still moving.
It was just that those movents were not coming from her thoughts or her control.
'What's happening?'
'Is this...?'
'Did Jäger do this?'
No.
That was wrong.
There was nothing unusual about Jäger.
"It is ti to end this, Princess. With this strike, I shall carve the mark of Jäger upon your body."
Jäger Milu smiled confidently, then swung his sword.
In the next instant, the girl's figure moved.
Completely different from her previous clumsiness and sluggishness, her figure suddenly vanished from where she had been standing.
By the ti Jäger reacted and whipped his head around, he discovered that the blond girl was already standing behind him.
At the sa ti, a sharp pain tore across his cheek.
The pain made him release his sword and cover his face with both hands.
"It hurts!"
The mont Jäger's hands touched his face, another sting of pain shot through him.
He looked at the blood on his palms.
Only then did he understand.
He had been cut... There was a gash on his face!
Eleonora had absolutely no idea what had just happened.
But she could feel a familiar warmth flowing through her body.
'Is it Ulquiorra?'
'Is he helping ?'
After realizing this, Eleonora looked at Jäger, whom she had wounded with her own sword, and could hardly believe it.
She had actually cut that Jäger Milu!
Her heart was shaken.
But on the surface, the girl was anything but docile.
She spoke, "Not a bad mark... It suits you."
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