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The Colosseum where the heat of battle cools down.

In the aftermath of the battle, craters were created everywhere, and even though the stone walls were surrounded by reinforcing magic, there was no place that did not collapse.

In the middle of a place with such an eerie atmosphere. Siron looked at his hand and the holy sword alternately and muttered.

“…It tastes good.”

It must have been when I decapitated the entire golden armor, and I kept feeling like I was going to fall, and then… pop! I felt a feeling of pleasure as if it were being cut off from my fingertips. It was a feeling I had never experienced before when finishing off Masuna, the 2nd Apostle, and the 5th Apostle, which I had cut down during the expedition.

Since I swung the sword with the added recoil of exploding the ground, it was natural that the sensation felt and the force applied were different compared to the past when the sword was swung only with force.

however,

Siron believed that this action was significantly related to shouting out the ‘technology name’. Since I was surrounded by protection that only invested in reaction and agility, there would be no [Blessing of Anger], and there would be no side effects such as heightened emotions as a result.

Siron slowly struck down the holy sword and shouted the name of the technique.

“…gay slash.”

[I think it’s too plain to give it a technical name.]

“Why?”

Siron, who had burned off the dirt on the holy sword, stared at a place in the sky. Latera, who was in spiritual form, stuck out her head.

“Fuhwaak! It was an attack that just flew and cut loudly. I think the warrior’s unique charm should be added more.”

“…I’m embarrassed to say it, but it was a perfect combination of magic and martial arts. A spectacular explosion occurred under my feet and a beautiful light was emitted from the holy sword. How about giving the technique a name?”

“The name of the technology is also a problem.”

Latera crossed her arms and looked up at Siron.

“What is gay slash? Gay slash.”

“…”

“It’s not stylish at all. Lucy… Kylie’s [Noebyeong] or [Jinmunokgak]. And [Nakseom], which was just released… I think this is much cooler.”

Upright-

‘My technical name is cool.’

When Lucia heard that the name of the technology she had created was cool, she focused her hearing.

A little while ago, she wanted to hide in a mouse hole to hide her blushing face, but Lucia, who was very thirsty for praise, squirmed closer to the two as soon as her story came out.

However, contrary to her expectations, merciless criticism continued from Siron’s mouth.

“I’m saying this because Kylie isn’t here, but my gay slash is much better.”

Siron responded with a sly smile to Latera, who, unlike usual, did not take his side.

“The name of my technology contains humor, not superficiality.”

“…Humor?”

“So, you are saying that you achieved the ultimate in efficiency just to kill your opponent? A spectacular explosion or a sacred light decorating the surroundings are all unavoidable side effects.”

“That’s right. I admit that the warrior’s skills are not superficial.”

“Right?”

“But the name is so stupid.”

Latera said with a twinkle in her eye that she would not be swayed by logic. Normally, he would have countered by saying that Siron was right, but now not only Lucia, Kylie’s reincarnation, but also her colleague Seira were overhearing this conversation.

Aside from the fact that Latera is displeased with Siron, who knows everything but is only looking after things, she is a reincarnated person with Kylie’s memories. I felt so sorry for Lucia.

“What is gay slash? Gay Slash. As the name suggests, it’s not very useful unless you’re killing a homosexual person. But Kylie’s technical name can be applied in any situation.”

“I also think Kylie’s naming is better?”

“That’s because it’s humorous.”

Siron ignored Lucia, who had shamelessly joined the conversation.

“What’s important about a name? As long as I’m happy, that’s it. And, shouldn’t you just change the previous word from time to time?”

“Wrong. Unification of technical names is important.”

Latera, who flatly denied it, pulled out two books out of thin air.

Kylie’s blah blah blah… [VIVLE].

It was a fairy tale with a tendency to tell great people and a Bible distributed in Lucerne.

Latera, who was busy playing with her hands, lifted two heavy books towards Siron.

” If you look at Kylie’s great person exhibition, there is a description that says, ‘[10,000], 10,000 sword dances split the air, and even cut down the surrounding area, so that the Queen of the Deep Sea had to retreat from the sea.’ Also, here in the Bible… it says that when the warrior Kylie used [10,000], the sea was torn into 10,000 pieces and the fishy prostitute ran away in a huff.”

Latera thrust the book not only at Poetry, but also at Luciana Seira.

“The reason why Kylie can be remembered so well even after 500 years have passed! This is because it was cross-verified. I hope the hero will be remembered for 1,000,000 years, not 500 years!”

“How long are you guys going to talk about this? Over there in the mansion, Lady Eldrina is looking very vain. Wouldn’t it be better to clean up after her quickly?”

“Seira, please answer as well. You were Kylie’s colleague.”

“…Let’s clean it up quickly.”

Seira sighed, narrowed her purple eyes, and muttered.

“I’m being honest because I don’t have Kylie right now, but at the time, I thought the technical name Kylie was shouting was like a double body.”

“Yes?”

“Do you not respect the honor of the dead?”

Lucia looked at Seira in bewilderment at the criticism, which was harsher than expected, but Seira snorted and wiped away her nosebleeds.

“Think about it. It’s not a magic that requires complex thinking during battle; it’s just swinging the sword while radiating strength.”

“…Uh. It’s not like I’m just swinging my sword wildly. Should I say that it sharpens my senses? Should I say that I am instilling courage by chanting a specific spell…”

“You sound the same as Kylie.”

“……Because they are descendants.”

Lucia’s golden eyes moved towards Siron, who was watching the situation from afar. Siron barely suppressed the laughter that threatened to escape and turned his head.

“And I can at least defend my ancestors. The theory is strange. A bastard with no respect for ancestors.”

“You bastard, you are speaking too harshly. It even saved my life.”

“…I was always fighting alone. You got the credit for the last one. And, while holding and swinging people roughly as if they were objects…!”

“Ah, that’s not true.”

The words were so harsh that he thought he would get angry, but Shiron decided to laugh it off. The situation is so funny. Siron stroked the head of Lucia, who looked full of heartache, and then held out his palm.

“We had a good connection. I become the feet, and you become the sword. A suspicious elf becomes a shield… The expression that the hands and feet fit together is for times like this.”

“What do you want to say?”

“We work well together.”

“…”

Lucia stared at her calloused palms. Even Lucia knows what that action means. It was the academy’s practical exam.

It was a gesture that young people these days used to get excited by touching their palms together in a mock battle where they formed a team to fight.

Is Siron also a young person these days? Lucia looked at her own hand and Siron’s hand in turn, then reluctantly slapped her palms together.

“Hero! me too! Me too!”

“Then, of course you should do it too.”

Siron, satisfied with the gentle action, extended his palms to Latera and Seira in turn.

We will have to fight many battles as a hero party in the future, and this battle had quite good results. It is important to achieve teamwork and stay close together as a team. He tried to create a focal point by repeating small but specific actions.

“Something makes me tickle…”

Was it the moment when Seira and I were clapping our hands together for the last time?

“Oppa. Me too.”

A voice that had not participated in the battle was heard.

“I want to do it too.”

“…”

A quiet voice.

It was Siriel who suddenly appeared without any sign. She stared at Shiron and held out her palm. In her right hand, as if she had just completed training, she was holding the jeweled sword Spica.

“…Of course.”

match-

Siron smiled brightly and met Siriel’s palm. However, it seemed that Siriel was not satisfied with that.

The moment their palms met, Siriel clasped Siron’s hand.

The tightening hand was like a snake squeezing its prey. Siron’s heat from battle and Siriel’s heat from training mix together. Sweat is also mixed. Rub rub rub rub. Crackling. Tickling…

It seemed like they were just playing around with their hands, but not only Lucia, but also Seira and Latera. I felt a chill as my skin grew and my hair became red.

Is this a reaction that only left Siriel out for two months? Even though it was inevitable due to the succession of the knights… Lucia had a flash of thought that the situation was getting strange, and Seira felt sympathy for Siron.

Beep beep beep beep beep-

Latera,

I tried to ignore the alarm ringing in my ears. There was no time to worry at all. This is because, ever since Siriel appeared, the sound of the barrel made my spine tingle and I felt so scared that I wanted to collapse at any moment.

“Phew…”

However, contrary to everyone’s expectations, Siriel clasped her hands and did nothing. He just drew a subtle line around his mouth… and then smiled brightly.

“Mom said she would scold me if I didn’t clean up quickly. I will help you too.”

“Isn’t it hard because of the training?”

“It’s okay.”

Siriel rolled up her sleeves and floated Spica in the air.

“Oppa, aren’t you having a hard time because of the battle? I will do my best to do my part.”

“…Thank you.”

“If you’re grateful, please do this too.”

Siriel slightly lowered her head and presented the top of her head to Siron. It means asking for a pat on the head. I think I saw him stroking Lucia’s head earlier. Siron, who was smarter than before in battle, granted Siriel’s wishes.

“As expected, Siriel is nice.”

Even though she was much older than Seira, Siriel still had a childlike side. Siron showed a happy expression and loved Siriel as much as he could.

……

Seira, who couldn’t see the message window, sighed in relief, but Latera, who could, broke into a cold sweat even though the warning sound had subsided.