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In an instant, Vector's sword glowed strangely.

The blue-purple phosphorescence squirmed like a living creature, entwined with the Time Piercing Sword.At the same time, the originally powerful silver light shrank and disappeared.

--what is this?

wrong……

Speaking of which, what do I want to do...

Feeling the freezing cold air on his left shoulder, Bercouli's eyes widened instantly.He opened the distance between the two sides, took a deep breath, and regained the consciousness that was about to be lost for a moment.

——What happened to that just now?

I actually get lost in the middle of the battle...?

After stunned to ask himself, he felt that things were definitely not that simple and shook his head.

It was as if he had forgotten why he was here and who he was, and his consciousness was eroded by a forced blankness.

"You bastard... Did you absorb my thoughts directly from the sword?" Bercouli asked in a low voice.

But the only answer he got was a faint smile.

Bercouli clicked his tongue and glanced over his left shoulder.A bit too deep for a bruise.

"Hmph... His Majesty the Emperor, you're really entertaining me. Can't you swing your swords at each other? This battle is really troublesome." Bercouli, who grinned back with a smile, finished speaking confidently. Tatsu put away his smile and murmured:

"...Well. Speaking of which, I really haven't tried it."

Then the long sword in the right hand stabs forward casually.But that is completely outside the attack range.

It is impossible for the blade to cut the opponent——

A blue-black mucus-like light stretched forward from the tip of the sword that was suspended in the air.

...It can attack from a distance.

The moment such thoughts flashed through his head, the light also touched Bercouli's chest.

As if the flame of a candle was extinguished, consciousness left him in an instant.

The knight commander could only stand there blankly, watching the long sword briskly approaching him, and sneaked under his left arm.

The sword flicked upwards casually.

With a heavy and wet sound, Bercouli's entire thick arm was cut off like this.

Bercouli, whose center of gravity was unstable and staggered, stepped on his left arm that had rolled to the ground.

The real touch from his feet brought him back to consciousness before the pain.

"Ugh...!"

Jump back with all your strength again to create distance.

The blood dripping from the wound on his left shoulder drew a crimson arc on the pale rock.

"...Hey." Knight Commander Bercouli Synthesis Wang even realized that he seemed to have fallen into a near-death situation, but still showed a rough smile.

He shifted his gaze from Emperor Vector, who was slowly approaching this way, to the golden knight Alice Synthesis Sati lying in a corner of the battlefield.

—Little girl.

I can't satisfy what you want from the bottom of my heart.That is the so-called kinship.Because I can't even remember my own parents.

But that's all I know fairly well.Parents will die to protect their children.

"A guy like you...will never understand!" Bercouli yelled and kicked towards the ground.

Without any stratagem, the oldest knight just poured his all into the sword and charged straight at the so-called Emperor.

Only desperately slashing and slashing.

Consciousness becomes blurred.

Awakened by the pain of injury.

I don't know how many times to repeat this process.

Emperor Vector seemed to want to prolong the battle on purpose so as not to inflict fatal injuries on himself, but Bercouli knew that the amount of blood flowing from countless wounds, that is, the amount of Mandate, was almost reaching its limit.

But he still squeezed out the mental power honed over more than 200 years, without thinking or fearing anything, and just continued to execute the only job in his mind.

That is counting.

To be precise, it measures time.

Bercouli, who had the special skill of perceiving the time, was using this super sense to desperately count the time in his head.

Even when his thoughts were clouded by the Emperor's sword, Bercouli was accumulating numbers unconsciously.

While counting the time accurately every second, Bercouli repeatedly launched bold attacks.Sometimes even provocative speeches are thrown.

"...It seems...your sword skills are not very good...Your Majesty the Emperor."

"I can't defeat me after cutting so many swords... I can only be regarded as a second-rate swordsman, no, I should be regarded as a third-rate swordsman."

"Look at the trick, I will continue to attack!"

With the sound of shouting, it cut from the front.

— the five hundredth time.

The sword touched the bluish-purple light that spread around the emperor.

The mind is sucked, and the thinking is suddenly interrupted.When he came back to his senses, he was already kneeling on the ground with one foot, and the newly added injury on his left cheek dripped blood to the ground and made a sound.

It's almost here.Hold on for a while...

Standing up unsteadily, Bercouli turned around to face the emperor behind him.

Vector, who had never shown any emotion until now, had a slightly disgusted expression on his face.

A drop of blood spattered by Bercouli from the attack just now seemed to have touched his snow-white cheek.

After wiping off the red stain with his fingertips, Vector murmured: "...I'm a little tired."

He stepped forward stepping on the bloody beach created by Bercouli.