Her silver hair swayed as claws clawed through the air. The black scarlet greatsword drew a line along the silver will. Each swing of the sword is filled with destruction.

　If the spirit is the giver and the dragon is the taker, then the giant is the destroyer. To put it in an extreme way, there is nothing in this world that cannot be destroyed when they emit their true value.

　I hear the sound of iron and steel overlapping.

　Every time the magic leg and black scarlet interlock, if Lovell doesn't take a step back, the magic leg will be broken. Gradually, Lovell began to retreat. The silver step was taken, determined not to let him escape.

　Deep in his heart, Kalia-Bardnick was planning to destroy the Gears of Laboure. She was the one who had turned Lugis into a demon and taken his compatriot, Fialat-La-Borgograd.

　Above all, she's a demon. She is an enemy of the human species, and that alone is reason enough to kill her.

　As soon as the blades flicked against each other, Kalia placed her left hand on the edge of the hilt and lightly placed her right hand on it. With the blade horizontal, he aimed the tip of the blade at Lovell and held it close to his face.

　It was a sophisticated stance for killing an enemy in a single breath, but the sword was too huge, making it look distorted and odd.

　Rabur responded by raising his magic leg high in the air. He was ready to slice Kalia in half from hair to toe.

　They were both so close to each other. One more step and death awaits.

　The amber eyes were only looking at Caria at this point. From the looks of it, Lugis and Agathos are facing Vriliganth.

　That's probably right. Lovell is very good at stalling.

　But in this situation, he had to finish off Kalia as soon as possible, no matter what. Laboure's blade flashed as he repaired his arm.

　--each aiming for the other's life. They both knew that even a single breath could be fatal.

　As the air was about to be crushed by tension and pressure, it was Kalia who moved.

　Fluttering her silver hair, she stepped hard on the ground with her right leg. In this situation, even a drop of time is too much for Kalia.

　The black scarlet, held horizontally, sticks out like a bull's horn. The sharpened thrust seemed to Lovell as if there was only one point coming towards him.

　The destructive power of giants and the refined martial arts of mankind. Two things that are inherently incompatible with each other are contained within Caria. Quite dangerous for a demoness.

　That's why she must be killed here, Lovell understands.

　With a sound that pierces the wind, a flash of black scarlet approaches in front of him. If it continues like this, it will definitely pierce Lovell's brain stem and her body will die out. This was no longer a premonition, but a certainty. There was no way that the large swing of her magic leg could meet the speed of the thrust.

　But Lovell did not move a single fingertip. I know what my fate is going to be. Fate was always on Lovell's side.

　-The original unlocking, "Mechanical Fate

　The gears clicked gravely. Destiny--twisted and set right. It all ended one moment when I closed my eyelids, and the next when I opened them, the world changed.

　Lovell felt the sound of air slamming into him. The black scarlet tip that should have pierced her skull now ended up only slightly splitting her ear.

　Lovell could see Kalia's astonishment at the impossibility. But he was not given time to swallow his astonishment.

Punishment for sin. Then let's get rid of them immediately.

　Like a guillotine on a decapitated head, Lovell's magic leg swung down at Kalia, who had stepped into the gap.

　There was a dull sound of steel cleaving the air. It was a swing meant to cut Karia in half.

　A moment later, Karia reflexively thrusts her right arm between her skull and the blade. It was all a spur-of-the-moment response to instinct, but it saved her.

　She heard the sound of bones cracking. Half of her right arm was torn off, and the bones were kidnapped. And her skull was not safe. Blood was dripping down her face, covering her bright silver eyes.

　Of course it was. He had his right arm trapped, but the most he could do was shift the trajectory. All I did was turn a fatal wound into a serious one. A mere mortal would have been dead by now.

　A situation where they were in close contact and intertwined. Skin to skin in the blood, Kalia muttered.

I don't know what's crime and what's punishment, but you don't seem to be fit to be an executioner.

　An executioner must always finish an execution with one swing. The criminal is always aimed at the neck.

　While still in close contact, Kalia sharpened her canine teeth. She bites down on Lovell's neck. It felt hard, not fleshy, but I didn't care. Sobbing as the bitterness spread in his mouth, Kalia took it.

　That desperate obsession for victory was not brought about solely by enmity towards Lovell.

　It was simply out of rage at his own inadequacy.

　Thinking back, in the Garlist Royal City of Arche, I made a blunder against the ruler Drigman. This time, even though I was with Lugis, I could not stop him from falling into danger.

　--In this way, can I really say that I am fulfilling my role as Rougis' shield?



　Such self-doubt eats away at Kalia's self-esteem night after night. Lugis is more than strong enough. He is on the path to becoming a hero.

　Then I must do my part to deserve it. No matter how disgusting.

　With her canine teeth biting into the neck of her enemy, Kalia grasps her left hand, which is safe. He threw out his right arm, which hung limply, and rotated his hips. She then swung her arm out in a single breath, as if treating it as an armor. The fist itself became a lump of iron and pierced the air.

　The fist wandered for a moment, but still slammed into Lovell's cheek.

　But Lovell is not unrestrained either. Like Kalia, he raised his arm and swung his fist down.

　With a moment's shock and the creaking of their skeletons, their bodies separated and they both took up their weapons again. Kalia swung her black scarlet with her left arm, and Lovell took up a thrusting stance with his magic leg.

　I could feel the overflowing will to fight in their exhalations.

　Now, what was that phenomenon? Kalia thought. For some reason, his desperate thrust disappeared just before it pierced the enemy.

　It couldn't have been a purely missed thrust. She was confident that her skill was not that poor. Besides, Kalia could see the tip of the cut just before it pierced Lovell's forehead.

　And then it was displaced. And in the blink of an eye. The events don't even seem to add up.

　The only place I can think of is probably the original. Kalia declares that Laboure has used some kind of power.

　He may be able to shift the trajectory of an incoming object. But it can't be extensive. If that is the case, there are easier ways to subdue the enemy without having to pull them into your belly.

　While grasping Kuro Scarlet tightly with her left hand, Kalia opened her legs and gripped the ground tightly.

　In the middle of the stance, Lovell said. I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.

I have only one question to ask you right now. Understand immediately.

　Is he stalling? I'm not sure if it's a stalling tactic or not. Kalia took a step closer, calming her breath.

What if you had lost your memory and committed a crime in the meantime? What if you had put your hands on someone you loved? What if you've done something irreversible? Please respond immediately.

　I don't think he's playing on words to upset her for a second. He seemed to really want to ask Kalia that question.

　To be honest, she didn't know what he meant by that. But there was only one answer.

　She licked the blood from her face with her tongue, then opened her lips.

...... I don't know. You may suffer, you may despair. But that won't stop you from loving. That's all I know.

　Because I'm a stupid woman. I didn't say that last word.

　With her left arm alone, she raises Kuro Scarlet high into the sky. He bent his arm and twisted his waist. It was meant to defy Vriligant, but there was no point in losing here.

I'll take my chances. The name of my ancestor will not allow it..." "The original unlocking of the myth of the giants (Flimsulat).

　In front of Rabur's eyes, an ancient giant was raising its hammer with a loud exhalation.