I will be crowned king

"boom--!!!!"

A loud noise blasted up a column of water on the nameless beach of Beluga Harbor. The crystal waves fell like thousands of pearls, reflecting the two figures that were rapidly intersecting and colliding.

Assault, flanking, pulling, pursuing...the two people clashed at such a speed that they could only leave behind a fleeting afterimage, as well as a burst of fire every time the blades collided.

Different from the last confrontation in the center of the battlefield, the two sides, who had a tacit understanding, had put their all into it almost from the beginning... Arthur Herred, with his blond hair floating around, had almost no clothes left on his upper body, revealing the clothes that covered almost all of his face except his face. The whole body is densely covered with dragon scales glowing with metallic light.

This ability called "Dragon Transformation" can be said to be Arthur's strongest bloodline power, even more important than the "Dragon Roar" for which he is famous... It not only gives him a physique that surpasses ordinary talented people, but also resists blows. And the ability to recover, the strength of each dragon scale is even stronger than the most sophisticated breastplate, enough to block the attacks of most weapons, even heavy weapons.

Otherwise, there is no need for the enemy to take action at all. The aftermath of the "dragon roar" released by him is enough to shatter the body on the spot, and using the power of blood is tantamount to suicide.

The situation was exactly as Arthur thought. No matter how hard Louis tried his best to chop, he still could not break through the defense of the dragon scales. He had to attack while dodging his own blade and the dragon's roar without any warning.

But……

Why is he the one who feels the pressure?

He clearly had the upper hand, but he couldn't feel the slightest advantage at all, as if his throat would be cut off with a knife if he was negligent for a moment...

The inexplicable depressing feeling made Arthur so upset that he didn't even notice that the translucent water vapor had hit him sharply first.

"clang!"

Amidst the crisp sound of metal collision, the expressionless Louis hit Arthur on the shoulder with a backhand knife and passed him sideways.

Arthur's right arm sank and he instinctively parried with a backhand. The back of the knife hit Louis' arm armor hard. At the same time, he quickly turned around to distance himself, and raised the blade horizontally to wait for an opportunity to block the sweeping water vapor blade.

call--

The moment the waves poured down, the two people who turned around at the same time met each other's eyes, their pupils locked on each other's figures, and their bodies tense and ready to go.

"Huh? You didn't take the opportunity to make a last strike. That's not like you at all, Louis." The grinning Arthur covered his shoulders and tried his best to put on a "I'm relaxed" smile on his face:

"Also, it seems that the knife just struck the wrong place, right? If it were my head, I would be dead now."

"If it were the head, he wouldn't be able to hit it."

Louis covered his arm armor with obvious dents and panted slightly: "The dragon knight's bloodline instinct is second only to the wild hunting knight. If the knife you just aimed at the fatal weakness, you will definitely be able to parry it... Meaningless."

Arthur was stunned at first, then a proud expression appeared on his face, and even the knife in his hand subconsciously tightened his grip.

The next second, the scream of the air being torn exploded in his ears.

"clang!"

Dazzling fire exploded in the water, and there was only a few centimeters between the cold blade and his eyes.

Arthur, who was in a hurry, had no time to react. He almost slid backwards and grabbed the blade at the same time, thus avoiding being stabbed through the head.

"But... no matter how powerful the power is, it is also a weapon driven by others." Louis held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and the weapon was tightly grasped. Louis still refused to give in: "How much power can be exerted is not determined by blood after all. "

"Your too little vigilance, too easily disturbed by the outside world, and your reckless character are your real fatal weaknesses, Arthur!"

"I……"

The angry Dragon Roar Knight was about to retort when he felt that the blade he was holding tightly in his hand suddenly began to "expand" - as if a hurricane was blowing around, and it flicked away from his palm.

As if aware of the approaching danger, Arthur decisively distanced himself again, held his head high, took a deep breath, and then...

"boom--!!!!"

The water vapor wrapped around the sword turned into a spiral thrust forward, colliding head-on with the earth-shattering dragon roar, and burst into pieces; the atomized water turned into clouds on the ground, wrapping the two of them in it.

Without the slightest pause, the expressionless Louis waved the sharp blade wrapped in water vapor, jumped up quickly, and attacked again.

"This guy..." Arthur gritted his teeth, "Bang!" A sand pit was created on the ground: "I've become a little stronger, I'm very proud of it!"

"clang!"

The blades collided again, but this time it was Louis who was forced back... Arthur's powerful and heavy slash forcefully knocked his blade away, and then he went straight to the door.

Louis, whose attack failed, had to retreat, turn around, and avoid Arthur's extremely fierce blade; the whistling blade passed by him, and he could still feel the terrifying energy contained in it.

Although Louis's bloodline power has been strengthened in all aspects, and his physical fitness has left behind almost most talented people, there is still an insurmountable gap in front of the Dragon Knight talented people.

If he is concentrated again, his left arm will be broken... Louis dodges while waiting for an opportunity to attack. The translucent water vapor continues to explode between the two of them, but it cannot hurt the person who is covered with dragon scales. Arthur nothing.

There is no chance of winning in a head-on attack. If you want to defeat him, you can only...

"You haven't given up yet, huh?!"

Arthur's eyes suddenly became fierce as he growled. He slipped out of the way of the oncoming knife tip and broke into Louis' midline. The knife tip got stuck under the armpit of his right arm. He tightened his left arm and raised it, aiming for an elbow to the chest.

……Now!

Louis' pupils shrank suddenly, and when he released his right hand holding the sword, he used the power of water vapor to retreat in the direction of Arthur's attack. The Dragon Roar Knight, who missed the target but watched the opponent fly away, was stunned, and his body also failed to hit the target. The target stumbled slightly, losing his balance.

Then... he saw Louis make an extremely strange movement, standing up suddenly as if being pushed from behind, arching his back, leaning forward, hiding the five fingers of his right hand together in front of his chest, and flicked upward.

Under the bright moonlight, a faint silver light was reflected in Arthur's pupils, attacking him with lightning speed.

It was a brilliant light that stretched across the top of the head and was so huge that it seemed to have an entity.

A cold feeling swept through his body instantly, and the sunny Dragon Roar Knight finally showed a panicked expression.

It was too late. Whether it was dodging or blocking, it was absolutely impossible for him to do it if he lost his balance; and he had a hunch that the power of this water vapor... was enough to split his own dragon scales.

call--

The moment he lost his balance and fell to the ground, a roar that shattered everything passed by him, and his golden hair was blown into a mess.

On the cold beach, with his eyes closed and his cheek buried in the sand, the Dragon Roar Knight never got rid of the biting cold. It took more than two minutes for his limbs to gradually regain feeling.

Then he realized that he seemed to be...

Still alive?

well? !

Suddenly realizing something, Arthur suddenly pulled his head out of the sand, his eyes widening in shock.

Louis Bernard was kneeling down on one knee, panting, with cold sweat pouring down his face, neck and back like raindrops. He had to keep breathing quickly to cheer himself up and not fall down due to fainting.

From the beginning of the Battle of Beluga Harbor to now, his energy and body have basically reached their limits.

Talented people with the power of blood are indeed stronger than ordinary people, but they are far from the level of spell casters, especially blasphemous mages.

Anson Bach could squander his energy day and night, staying up late to make preparations and devise new plans and plans. After all, his flesh and blood body was strictly just a body, and eating and sleeping could be regarded as a habit and luxury... But it is still necessary for Louis, who is a gifted person.

Especially as the marshal of the New World Army, Louis's responsibilities are actually heavier than that of a certain "curved loyalty". He has not had any rest time since the departure, and to maintain his image in the eyes of the soldiers, he relies entirely on his physical fitness to support him and collapse. It's just a thought.

But in the eyes of Arthur, who was extremely shocked, it was completely different.

Even if he just passed by, he knew very well that even if he didn't lose his balance, it would be impossible to resist the attack just now. At the same time, it was such a close distance, and with Louis' strength, there was no possibility of missing. That can only be...

Is this guy holding back on purpose?

I...that's it...

Lost?

The shocked Arthur's body began to tremble uncontrollably, and slowly, bit by bit, he gritted his teeth and lowered his head.

Louis, who was still breathing heavily, vaguely realized something and was slightly startled: "A-Arthur, you..."

“Eaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa…!!!”

Before he finished speaking, the roaring Dragon Roar Knight suddenly rose up and pounced from the front.

Plop——

Louis, who was exhausted, could not block this blow at all, and was thrown directly to the ground. He crossed his arms to block it, and resisted Arthur's iron fist.

"Why?!" Arthur, who was pressing on him, punched his arm guard: "Why do you do this?!"

"You know it's a foul? Ah, it's a foul!"

"I can not understand what you say!"

Louis gritted his teeth: "You won, what else is there to say?!"

"Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense!" Arthur's eyes burst out with hatred:

"I don't care about this kind of victory given to me!"

"No one let you down, it was just a miss!"

"lie!"

"I don't!"

"You have it!"

"No!"

"Yes!"

"without!"

"have!"

... Seizing the opportunity of Arthur getting louder and louder, Louis reached out and grabbed his fist. While suppressing it with his backhand, he stood up from the side and fell to the ground.

The Dragon Roar Knight lying on the beach stared, but had no intention of getting up, and remained motionless as if angry.

Breathing heavily, Louis, who could no longer keep calm, also lost the blessing of the power of blood, and said angrily: "What are you doing?!"

"It's not your turn to say this!" Arthur still gritted his teeth:

"It's my turn to ask you what you want to do!"

"……What?"

"I just wanted a fair and just showdown between friends, but you didn't even give me this chance - don't think I don't know. You just used me to contain the Jihadist Army a few times before. You never did. Take my challenge seriously!”

"It took a long time for you to really change your mind, but the result is this perfunctory attitude again - what else do you want?!"

After listening to Arthur's hysterical words with an expressionless face, Louis was silent for half a minute.

"You...Arthur Herred, you fool." Desperately resisting the urge to slap himself in the face, Louis pursed his lips:

"Do you think it would be a better outcome if I cut your necks together?"

"right!"

Arthur still straightened his neck: "At least this way, I can still feel that you regard me as a friend!"

"...Friend?" Louis didn't respond: "I...when did I say that I don't regard you as a friend?"

"Then why didn't you call me when you escaped from the Royal Court of Yser?!" Arthur gritted his teeth and glared at him:

"Why did you run to the New World for so long and never wrote to tell me that you were in this hellish place?!"

"Why did it wait until you became a traitor to the empire and led the rebellion in Sail City before my friend finally knew your whereabouts?!"

"Why...why do you still go to others for help when you have me as a friend and never consider me?!"

"Louis Bernard, do you think that if you write a letter and tell me that you need my help, I will pretend that nothing happened because you are a rebel and wanted by the Church of Order?!"

"You tell me, Arthur Herred is this kind of friend in your eyes, you tell me!"

The dragon roar knight stared at Louis, and the corners of his mouth finally pursed in grievance.

Louis was stunned: "Arthur..."

"Don't talk, I don't want to hear you say those... those... blah!"

Getting up in embarrassment, Arthur slapped the dirt on his body, still with a hateful expression, but lowered his head and did not look at Louis at all: "You win, I won't trouble you again, don't worry alright."

"Arthur!"

Louis called out to the other party again: "I...I may not be able to set foot on the land of the Empire and return to Adland in an upright manner in this life."

"So I have to ask you something. This matter only comes from you. I can only rest assured if I leave it to my best friend. Can you help me with this?!"

At this moment, the Dragon Roar Knight, who had his back turned to him, stopped.

"Please tell my father that although Louis Bernard is not like his brother Kroger, he will continue to fight as a knight of the Bernard family and a sea knight."

"Tell my sister that she has a very willful brother who leaves too many burdens on her, but I believe from the bottom of my heart that as the future Grand Duke of Adlan, she is better than me, or even better than Crow. Brother Ge will be more competent!"

"Tell...Your Majesty, thank you for his cultivation. Without him, there would be no Louis Bernard today." Louis said solemnly: "From now on, I will continue to demand myself as a royal knight and a royal military attache, and never... I will put the golden iris to shame!"

"……knew."

Arthur, who had been silent for a long time, finally looked back and looked at his best friend with helplessness and regret:

"Just...I can't guarantee whether His Majesty will believe it or not."