The Eternal Debauchery's

duel ll

Rose did not believe the current situation.

Rose is a very talented girl. Although her father was a normal city guard and her mother a village woman whose father met in her early years, Rose was born with exceptional talent.

When he was five years old, he touched the sword for the first time. From then on, he fell in love with the sword. While the other girls were playing with the dolls, she was training with the sword. He likes to stand up for other children when they are bullied and has a high sense of justice.

Soon, the other children began to call him 'The Guardian Angel'.

Rose likes that nickname. Therefore, he trained even harder to protect his friends.

When his father saw his love for swords, he decided to teach him swordsmanship. He did it on a whim, and to be honest, he thought he would stop swordplay when he was bored.

But he never gets bored.

When he was seven years old, and under the astonished gazes of his parents, he broke through to the second layer of mana.

His parents were surprised. They had never taught him cultivation techniques. Instead, Rose had only relied on her own swordsmanship to temper the mana and open her own path.

When he was eleven years old, he broke through the third layer of mana.

At the age of twelve, an old witch saw his talent and taught him his magic. The magician was nothing special, just an old man without talent who had only managed to reach the sixth layer of mana despite dedicating his entire life to magic.

Instantly, Rose found her passion both.

Witchcraft.

If Rose liked swords, she admired magic. The ability to manipulate the rules of the world and shape the world as he wishes, to Rose, is fascinating.

Even the witch had not expected that Rose's magical talent would be so great. He had only taught him the most basic spells, but in less than a month, he had deduced the magic formula of over ten different spells.

At the age of fourteen, he broke through the fourth layer of mana.

At the age of sixteen, he understood a little of the laws of the world. He understood the concept (Purity), the ability to return any phenomenon to its original state.

And now, at seventeen, he was only a step away from breaking through to the fifth layer.

But for the first time in his life, he met a monster that was even scarier than him.

For the first time, Rose doubted her talent. The people who praised him as the greatest talent the empire had seen in a thousand years would definitely have never met this monster.

Not many knew about it, but Rose had once faced a sixth-tier magic beast and defeated it with ease. However, facing the fourth-tier prince, his strength seemed insignificant.

Every time her sword moved, Rose felt the world tighten around her, suppressing her movements and forcing her to be passive.

Rose had never seen a swordsmanship so perfect, so beautiful. It was very simple, but at the same time so complicated. It was as if every sword blow was enough to change the rules of the world.

Rose missed this swordsmanship. He wanted a beautiful dance like this. So deadly, so sharp. It was the perfect sword art.

Every time he received an attack, he learned many different things, but no matter how much he increased during the fight, the difference between his strength and the prince's strength continued to be as wide as heaven and earth.

Before long, Rose was forced to use magic to withstand the barrage of attacks coming from her enemy. Someone once told him that very few people can master swordsmanship and magic simultaneously and if you master both, you will be unmatched against any magician or swordsman on the same level.

Clearly, that person had never met this prince.

Despite facing a barrage of spells, the prince simply swung his body through the spell and continued his attack. When he could not dodge the magic spell, he would gently swing his sword and cut the weakness of the spell as if cutting paper.

Even now, he could not understand how he managed to break his spell so easily. He was certain that he did not use any high-level techniques, and the mana in his sword was no surprise. However, it seemed like he could always find the weakest point of each spell and use it to dismantle it.

Stupefied rose. He could not imagine how much you would have to train your sword to do such a thing.

The slightest mistake would make a spell explode on his face, however, the prince looked completely fearless, as if he was 100% sure that his slash would not fail.

Even their teacher, Tear Lagrisa, looked at the scene with wide-eyed eyes. He was probably trying to understand how such a swordsmanship was possible.

In the blink of an eye, more than a minute had passed. Rose realized that the prince was starting to corner her. No matter how he used his sword, or how many spells he used, it seemed like the prince's swordsmanship could see through it.

The intense pressure was something Rose had never felt. Every second, his swordsmanship increased to an astonishing level. Every time the prince destroyed the spell, Rose would refine the weakness of the spell and make it stronger.

But the more he improved, the closer his defeat was.

Suddenly, the pressure reached its limit.

Rose felt the mana in her body change. It suddenly exploded under the pressure of the prince's swordsmanship and surged all over his body.

The fifth layer of mana!

For the first time since the fight began, the prince showed a shocked expression. Rose did not hesitate to take advantage of this opportunity to counterattack. In an instant, he pressed all his mana down to the tip of his sword, then, he swung his sword down.

“Haaaaaaaaaa!” Rose shouted and exerted her entire heart in this sword attack. He felt his mind enter an entirely new world, and his understanding of swordsmanship increased by leaps and bounds.

The prince smiled bitterly after witnessing this scene, but in the next moment, his smile turned ferocious. An overwhelming sense of crisis, stronger than anything he had felt before, invaded Rose.

In the next instant, the prince's sword shivered.

Then, a sense of emptiness filled the world.

The two swords clashed, but instead of producing a roar with epic proportions, the world went silent.

Then, the two swords turned into dust.

Neither Claus nor Rose spoke for a while.

Finally, Rose lowered her shoulders.

"… You won."