
“K-, you, why can you be here ?!”
After arriving at the corner and turning, Alexia found in front of him a familiar face.
“Not ‘why’. This facility is mine, after all. I'm investing in that guy. That's all.”
Blonde, with an attractive face, and a confident smile. He is none other than Zenon-sensei.
“Thank God. I always thought you had some screws loose in your head. And it turns out my prediction was right.”
Alexia said as she slowly retreated, step by step.
Behind Zenon is a ladder. Most likely, that's the way out.
“Carely? I don't care what you feel. All I want is your blood.”
“Everyone here only talks about blood. Are you guys researching vampires here?”
“For you, it might be something similar.”
“Actually I don't care the answer. I'm just not interested in the occult.”
“It looks like so.”
“I'm sure you already know, but the Knight Order will be here soon. You're over.”
“Ending? What will end?”
Zenon's smile was the same as before.
“Your social status and good name will fall, and of course with your life too. I'll chop off your head”
“Look, it won't happen. Because you and I will escape through the hidden tunnel. Together.”
“Wow, what a romantic invitation. But unfortunately, I hate you.”
“Oh, you'll come with me. With your blood and my experiments, the 12th Seat of the Rounds will be mine. The status of such a position is like heaven and earth compared to a worthless position like ‘Switch Structure.’”
“‘Rounds’? Is that the name of the organization you and your crazy group of friends call?”
“Twelve knights recognized and selected by Order, ‘Knights of Rounds.’ Status, honor, and wealth, all of them would fall into my hands at a speed that could not be compared to anything before. My power is recognized. The only thing left that I have to do is present a tangible result, but that too will soon be achieved, thanks to your blood and my research.”
Zenon stretched out his hands theatrically and laughed.
“Truly not important. More like, I'm getting tired of this stupid conversation about blood.”
“To be honest, if I can choose, I prefer Princess Iris' blood, but I guess I should settle for yours.”
“I'll kill you.”
“Oh, sorry, you don't like being compared to your sister, do you?”
“…!”
Alexia's violent killing intent turned into an early sign of their fight.
His sword pointed straight at Zenon's neck, but …
“Ooooo, very scary.”
His sword was brushed aside by Zenon at the last moment.
Then he also went on to deal with Alexia's continued attack.
Their two swords clashed against each other fiercely again and again, and produced sparks.
Just by looking at the exchange of attacks and the two sword techniques looked like dancing in the air, it could probably be said that the two were on par.
However, the facial expressions of the two were extremely contrasting.
The somber Alexia, and the smiling Zenon were relaxed.
And of course, the one whose position was unfavorable was Alexia.
After ringing her tongue, Alexia retreated from the area of the Zenon maai.
“In a short time I did not see you, it seems that you have changed using a cheap sword.”
What Zenon saw was Alexia's sword. Alexia also looked at him, albeit with a bitter expression. Although it had not been long since the start of the fight, his sword had already been scratched in many places.
“Experts don't choose their swords, right?”
Alexia decided to work hard.
“It's true. But, just for the actual expert.”
Zenon scoffs.
“But you, you're a regular guy. What I can assure you as a Sword Instructor.”
Alexia's face changed.
At first glance, he was seen almost crying, then the next moment all of it was erased by fierce anger.
“You better make sure. Whether I am an ordinary person or not.”
With a killing aura, he re-entered the fight.
Alexia knows. He knew that even if he fought Zenon under normal circumstances, he would not win. And now, even his weapon was a mass-produced cheap sword. The sword won't last long.
However, Alexia did not swing her sword every day without success. With her elder sister as the goal, she had analyzed her own flaws, and was trying to overcome them. And he had also seen his sister's sword technique closer than anyone else.
He was already able to perfectly trace a bit of his elder sister's sword technique.
That was why he could easily make this move.
“HaaAAAAHHH!”
“…!”
For the first time, a smile was erased from Zenon's face.
He was also forced to cast magic onto his sword.
The two swords met in a violent clash, then pushed down due to the impact.
Both are the same .. no.
Alexia who looked a little superior in that exchange.
There was a red line on Zenon's face.
With a surprised face, Zenon traced the wound with a finger, then saw the red color on his finger.
“I'm surprised.”
It was a pure and simple compliment, with no hidden meaning behind it.
“I really didn't expect you'd hide something like this.”
Zenon continued to stare at his finger at a different angle, as if confirming the color of his blood.
“I'll make you sorry if you underestimate me.”
“Kuku.“
However, a smile returned to Zenon's face.
“I was surprised. But I was just surprised. In the end, it was just a clone. Still too far from the truth.”
Zenon shook his head.
“You really talk a lot.”
“Because it's been like this, how about I get a little serious?”
said, Zenon and take a position with his sword.
“…!”
The air around them changed.
The magic around Zenon became sharper and denser.
“Allow me to say this before. Until now, I have never been serious in front of others. What you will see now is my true sword technique, as well as the strength of someone who will soon become a member of Rounds.”
Then the air vibrates.
“It..”.
The dimensions between them are too far away.
This attack contained far more power compared to the Zenon power Alexia had seen before.
Genius and ordinary people .. The gap between the two was too vast. The unbridgeable distance caused Alexia to despair.
She admitted that the strength of this man might even be enough to match her brother.
Alexia had no way of dodging the sword that was speeding towards her with overwhelming pressure.
Because he had practiced for so many years that at least his body could still move.
There is no hanbatan.
The sword met the sword .. and Alexia's sword was smashed to pieces.
Alexia felt herself seeing the shimmering flakes floating in the air as if it was none of her business.
It was as if he was looking from afar.
Memories far from his childhood, when he swung his sword because it was so much fun, flashed through his mind.
And his sister was always by his side.
These were memories from the past he had forgotten.
“You can't be like your brother.”
A single tear fell from the corner of Alexia's eye.
“You will come with me now.”
From his hand fell what was currently a mere hilt.
It made a sound when it fell to the ground.
Then at that moment.
Katsu's. Katsu's.
There were footsteps from behind Zenon.
Katsu's. Katsu's. Katsu's.
Someone looks down the stairs.
When the sound finally stopped …
A man wearing a pitch-black robe was there.
⊕⊗⊕