This Time, a Childhood Friend Who Absolutely Won’t Fall From Grace

I saw the tip of the sword.

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You little bastard. There is no end to swordsmanship, you just have to keep improving. Any martial artist would say that.

Of course.

This would probably be the case in any other field, not just martial arts.

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But I dare say, you will know it when you see it. You will know it.

It is an ending that cannot be doubted.

It’s a cliff with no way out.

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At the end of a world that was already destroyed.

For foolishly attacking the Demon King who has already achieved everything.

This was the impression of the man who had just caught a glimpse of the pinnacle of skilled swordsmanship.

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He swings a silver sword that is already half broken.

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He sends out blazing fire, lightning, rays, waves, and meteors the size of a house, all with a single sword.

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“Wow. Honestly, I’m impressed. How can someone with that body be this talented?”

“It’s easy if you look closely and bounce it off.”

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This is something the master who taught the man how to use a sword often said. The man smiled bitterly. At first, I was really taken aback.

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“As expected, you’re still just talking. But how long can you hold out like this?”

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The girl whom the world calls the Demon King still looks relaxed.

The girl smiles, and the attack becomes more intense.