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However, at this moment she had to make a choice.
At this moment, the way to victory is in her hands.
Even if he used that, no one would have any reason to reprimand her, and no one would have any chance to despise her.
However, she couldn't forgive herself.
For a duel that represents honor, such a method is used, and the convenience of his own weapon is used.
The girl asked herself.
Is it worth it?
It was only a moment, after a fleeting moment, the girl replied resolutely.
worth!
She responded to her heart like this, with incomparable firmness and determination.
Even if the king, who despises all worthy of her attention,
Even if the king, neglecting the lives of the innocent,
Even if that king has an extremely bad character and is extremely unbearable,
Even the king took away her chastity when she first met.
Even if he has the perfect king in this girl's mind, there are many inconsistencies.
But, even so, that is the king she is loyal to, that is her monarch!
That is the monarch who should not hesitate even if she has dedicated more than ten years of persistence!
At this moment, in Liliana's eyes, in those light blue jewel-like eyes that were painful because of the choice, there was a look of determination flashing.
I'm sorry, Sir Paul, the victory in this duel is just my gift to the lord, a gift that means my loyalty!
The girl meditated in her heart, with the determination to abandon everything, and a faint, imperceptible smile hung on her thin lips like cherry blossoms.
Then, the two long swords collided with each other with a steel hissing sound.
The next moment, Paul saw a scene he would never forget in his life.
That's the light, that's the sword,
It was light with incomparable softness, like the embrace of an angel.
It was a sword with a ferocious sharpness, like a judgment from the gods.
Following the girl's cherry lips, she spit out the word 'Durandar' without a trace of trill.
That sword, that holy sword, the holy sword held by the knight among the knights, the holy sword in the hands of the holy knight Roland, bloomed its true brilliance!
Then, with the true name of that Noble Phantasm, it was released.
next moment.
In Paul's hands, the long sword forged by a famous expert and strengthened by a magician broke in response like something extremely fragile.
The severed sword hit the smooth ground where a figure could be seen, and played a crisp finale that meant the end of the duel.
"I failed."
That granite-like knight carved by a skilled craftsman said so.
Although his face was filled with disappointment, the incomparable surprise was hard to hide.
This middle-aged man, who has experienced countless duels and won countless times, ushered in his first defeat.
Even the king of swords who is a godslayer, the guy who has made swordsmanship into his own god, he can use his own wisdom to tie with it.
However, at this moment, he failed.
With an indescribable sense of loss, the man let go of the broken sword in frustration.
The sword hilt that fell and bounced on the ground, hitting the ground, narrated the loss in the man's heart.
And the one who responded to him was the girl who had just won.
"Sorry, I took a chance!"
She looked at the extremely disappointed man with a deep apology on her face.
"It's a tie, if you will."
After a while, the girl said hesitantly.
She still can't hide her heart.
Even when she's victorious, it's not at all aboveboard.
The duel that should have been determined by the qualities of the knights, the duel that should have been incomparably sacred, and the duel that tested the skills of the participants, let this girl mercilessly cast dust on her.
It's not that a duel cannot take advantage of weapons, but if a duel uses weapons to determine the outcome, then it is a silent insult to the sanctity of the duel itself.
However, Paul who heard these words shook his head lightly.
"I lost, young knight, well done."
However, immediately, the disappointment on his face was swept away, and that handsome face was occupied by cunning and eagerness.
Then, he directly knelt down on one knee, facing the king on the throne who had been admiring the battle.
"My lord, I have a merciless request!"
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"My lord, I have a merciless request!"
Even though the attire on his body was completely destroyed by the fierce duel just now, even the knight attire that showed his heroism had been cut to pieces by the sword wind brought by the holy sword at this moment.
This great knight is not the type to rely on the equipment on his body. Rather than looking for the sharp and sturdy long sword, or the extremely thick armor, he is more willing to hone his martial arts.
It is precisely because of this belief that he became the chief knight in Italy. Even in the praises of those magicians, he is more noble than the leader of Italy, the king of swords who kills gods.
At this moment, this man, whose clothes were not only messed up, but even whose clothes were out of shape, knelt down on one knee respectfully in front of the throne.