How the Regressor Loves the Reincarnated

71. Festival (5)

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There is one thing that people often misunderstand, but actual swordsmanship does not exist.

To be more precise, swordsmanship without practical combat doesn’t deserve to be called swordsmanship in the first place.

Swordsmanship forged based on the ancestors accumulated over a long period of time, their research, and actual combat experience. That is the swordsmanship used by nobles and knights today, and if such swordsmanship had no practicality, that would be absurd.

But each swordsmanship definitely has its own personality.

In the case of swordsmanship, which has been handed down in our family, it tends to be defensive. A passive swordsmanship that gnaws at the opponent’s physical strength as much as possible with an impregnable defense, draws out gaps, and reverses the atmosphere with counterattacks aimed at such gaps.

However, this was a type of swordsmanship that did not suit me well before reaching a certain level.

That’s true, because women’s bodies are basically weaker than men’s unless they are strengthened using mana. No matter how much the attacking side consumes more stamina, if the defending side’s basic stamina itself is weaker, it will be difficult to easily gain an advantage.

For that reason, I sparred with the knights of my family and acquired extremely aggressive swordsmanship.

I thought that even if my stamina consumption was high, it would be enough to defeat the opponent before my stamina ran out.

It’s kind of hard to say this myself, but I had a talent. From a certain point on, no one could compete with me for a hundred sums, and it continued to decrease to fifty sums, and then to thirty sums again.

After reaching the level of master, the meaning of counting totals disappeared. It is because the gap has widened to such an extent that it would not be possible without my permission for someone who is lesser than me to compete with me.

Then, in the first playthrough, when I faced the two escorts of Libra for the first time, I ended up getting a big nose injury.

Dealing with two talented swordsmen with limited physical abilities meant that it would become impossible to unilaterally crush an opponent that I used to do before. Unexpectedly, this led to my one-sided defeat.

It was the first defeat I ever had, as I forgot about defeat at some point.

If it wasn’t for Count Serenis, who had just arrived to support the front line that was being pushed back by the Eldnorus Kingdom army, I would have lost my life on the spot.

To put it simply, it’s a lifesaver for me. And if I had lost my life then, I might not have been given a second or third chance like this…

Hmm, I guess I’m grateful for the person who made it possible for me to meet Luke with a little bit of exaggeration.

Anyway, through that connection, I got the chance to share the sword with Count Serenis, a warrior who had reached the same level of master as me a dozen years before me.

‘If today’s work was helpful to you, that is enough, Sir Leudmeier. It’s a wartime situation after all, so isn’t it natural for a senior to lead a junior on the same path?’

‘…I will never forget this grace, Your Excellency Count Serenis.’

‘Heh heh… If you really want to repay the favor, won’t you compete with me again later? I have a hunch that when that time comes, I might be the one learning.’

Based on that experience, I was able to prepare a stepping stone to move forward.

After that, not only did I face Libra again in the first playthrough, but also in the second playthrough, Libra’s escorts were no match for me.

So it was only natural that these two couldn’t be my opponents in this episode, but things didn’t work out so easily.

“What are you doing without suppressing it quickly? The sun will rise outside like this.”

Basically, the fact that there is a difference in physical ability means that unless a perfect opportunity arises, it is close to impossible to seize any opportunity. That perfect opportunity is not something that is just given away.

It is my responsibility to create and seize the perfect opportunity.

Naturally, it had to take quite a bit of time.

And as time passed, Burgo’s presence here became more and more annoying.

“If that’s the case, why don’t you lend a hand?”

“It’s annoying…”

I don’t know what to say right now, but when the situation came that I had to intervene, Burgo didn’t have the chin to keep watching with his hands behind his back.

“Huh…!”

The battle with Libra’s two escorts, Elgenubi and Eshamari, was somewhat familiar with swords facing each other.

Since they always fight against opponents who are weaker than themselves, they have plenty of room to exchange opinions with each other with a glance.

And when they exchange opinions through the sounds they occasionally make, the promised pass comes without fail.

Tick-!

Just like now.

The moment you hear the sound of teeth clashing from behind, one of them rushes in from the front. On the other side, the other must be wielding a sword.

After the first defeat, how much time did you spend analyzing their movements and learning the moves you could respond to?

If you’re a landlord, you’re going to lose everything.

Of course, even if I knew the enemy and knew myself, I couldn’t say it wasn’t dangerous because of the situation… But there were definitely advantages to knowing the opponent and the opponent not knowing me.

Bottom to top in the front, top to bottom in the rear. The two swords move to split me in half as if they were meeting each other.

If it was in its original state, reacting or responding would have been easy enough to cause a yawn, but now it was not easy to even follow its movements with the eyes.

But my body remembered their movements.

Breaking through the front. I firmly gripped the handle of the sword with both hands and took a step forward.

Even when I saw myself taking a frontal breakthrough despite my weakened physical condition, I couldn’t find any emotional agitation in the eyes of the man brandishing a sword from the front.

What is he really thinking about me right now?

There were many possibilities, but at least I wouldn’t feel a sense of danger in my movements.

Do you feel threatened when an adult fights a child who is much smaller than she is? To be sure, in general, I never feel a sense of crisis.

The current situation was no different from that situation, even without exaggeration.

Chang!

I raise my hand holding the handle of the sword above my head and catch the man’s sword. I couldn’t help it that my sword was gradually pushed back as much as I was being pushed back from my strength, but it was my goal to have that situation come out.

It is not to break after enduring, but rather endure by being bent.

In fact, it was an attack that, in its original state, would have gone into a counterattack by lightly bouncing it, rather than just letting it flow. However, in the current state of the body, it was not so easy to even shed such an attack.

“Kuh…?”

But the important thing is that I succeeded in letting go of his attack. The man’s sword gliding along the edge of my sword goes to the man on the other side.

Basically, the two movements, which use the passing technique of simultaneously attacking one target in the same place and restricting their movements, will result in interfering with each other when they succeed in shedding them.

Compared to the opponent’s curved sword, which is a single-edged weapon, my sword, which is basically double-edged, has a little more freedom in moving the sword. In addition, although my physical abilities were limited, the skills I had cultivated did not go anywhere.

These two factors combined gave me my first chance.

In the last episode, I tried to use this opportunity to blow off the opponent’s neck. Contrary to my thoughts, however, taking an opponent’s life in one blow was not so easy with my current physical abilities.

So, leaving behind the failure of the previous round, in this round, I aim for a place where I can restrict the opponent’s movement.

A blow that cuts across the chest from the armpit area. Injuries that limit the movement itself with a sword are especially fatal to swordsmen. Although not at the level of physical disability or blindness.

Anyway, as weak as I am, the opponent is also weak. I’m trying to strike a balance that Libra likes so much.

Two men hurriedly distanced themselves from me. This time, their eyes were shaking.

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Maybe the man thinks he’s not paying attention, but if he wasn’t, he should have been watching my movements in the first place.

I was definitely different from the previous opponents who fought while virtually tying her limbs with the power of Libra.

When you are suddenly forced to fight with your physical abilities limited, what you can show off is only a small fraction of your existing skills. Who can maintain composure in such a situation?

However, based on the experience of dealing with the two escorts of Libra in the previous round, I analyzed the opponent. Now that I have the experience of fighting with limitations on my physical abilities, I am confident that I can show more than what I should be able to show.

Now that we’ve scored the first goal, the opponent’s vigilance will be…

“What is it, aren’t your escorts so bad?”

“…Well. With my authority, it would be virtually no different from dealing with a child. However, it would be right to see that this woman is a formidable opponent. She is the woman who cut down not one but three apostles herself.”

“A pitiful excuse. So, can we finish this before the holy ground closes again?”

Oh, please.

Contrary to my wish, however, Virgo puts his hands together in front of his chest and closes his eyes.

“Best splendor under the heavens, have Thy mercy upon the author.”

Not the apostle Virgo, but the holy power of Saint Aster dwells in the man I just succeeded in wounding.

“Give them your protection.”

However, before her man’s wounds could even be healed by her own holy power, her second holy spell followed.

“I hope your blessings rest upon them.”

And the third.

No, Lux, you crazy god… A fake or something borrows the body of a saintess and uses her holy power like that, but you just watch it?

“Wow… Lux, but really, in many ways, it’s amazing.”

I guess I wasn’t the only one who was confused by this situation. It wasn’t even funny that the only person who thought the same as me was my enemy.

“I am infinitely grateful that your grace has reached them.”

The wounds inflicted have lost their meaning.

The opponent has become stronger than before under the influence of divine spells, and my body is still weak.

Now that it’s like this, I have no choice but to use that move.

“Hmm?”

Libra, who saw me putting her hand on her waist, expressed her doubts and then shouted a little later.

“Elgenubi, Eshamari! Come on, stop that b*tch!”

After wrapping the black orb that was hung from the waist with your hand, give it strength by containing even the not-so-smooth mana.

Kwajak-

The moment the beads are crushed in the fisted hand, a thick darkness begins to spread from between the fingers.

“What is that again!”

It took an instant for the rolling darkness to cover the hall. This darkness, which swallowed up even the light streaming in from the open ceiling, was the trump card Luke had prepared for me.

It was only natural that the one who had the advantage in being blinded would be me, who had less to worry about because I was alone.

And the most important point.

As for Virgo, he would never be able to tolerate using his authority in a situation like this.

The fear that spreads in my head is so clear that it takes my breath away.

Emotion assimilation, which is the power of Burgo, is the power to make an unspecified number of people feel their emotions several times stronger.

At first glance, you may wonder what such a great power is, but people cannot maintain their sanity if they feel more than enough emotions.

It didn’t matter if it was joy or sadness or anger. Forced to feel emotions many times, maybe dozens of times more powerful than what Burgo felt. That’s what makes it a more dangerous weapon than a knife depending on the situation.

“Ugh, ugh… Go away! Don’t come to me!”

“Hee, hee hee…! Help me, Scorpio-sama…!”

Contrary to the two terrified men wielding their swords at random, Libra seemed unaffected by Virgo’s authority because she was the same apostle.

“Hey Burgo, you crazy b*tch! Stop the authority!”

“What, what! Do you know what will happen if you let that b*tch move freely now?! Just stay put and don’t get killed by your idiot minions!”

“Oh, f*ck you… This is not a real crazy b*tch!”

There is only one task left for me now.

All I have to do is overcome my own fear.