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The instant Satan Fang covered his sight, Stella’s figure disappeared from the ring. And, the moment he realized it, it was too late──

“It’s something like this......! Sword Emperor of Wind!”

A red-haired girl appeared from the heat haze-like rippled space behind Ouma, and swung her sword at his neck.

"Flame Veil."

It was Stella’s Noble Art which bent the light rays with heat to make her opponent unable to see her own body. That’s right. Ouma had misjudged the knight known as Stella. She was not a knight that could only rely on her magic power capacity and attack with quantity. Stealing his sight with that destructive power, making him think that Stella was attack specialized, but her style was an extremely competent all-rounder. Her usage of magic was so varied that even Shizuku could not be a match. Then Stella devised a tactic from that variety and brilliantly got behind Ouma...

“HAaAaa!”

Slashed diagonally down at the defenseless Ouma.

Right after that...

“N-Not good!”

At the same time Touka’s shout echoed, red drops sprayed onto the ring like a blooming red flower. The owner of the blood that splashed the ring was...──Stella who slashed diagonally down.

「Contender Stella is injured! Sword Emperor of Wind has finally captured Crimson Princess with his sword! Blood is spraying out from the two arms of Contender Stella! The opening hit belongs to Contender Sword Emperor of Wind, Ouma Kuroganeee!」

A turning point occurred between the evenly matched offense and defense between the two. Voices of grief came from the venue due to the obvious difference in power in that effective attack. However, the injured person herself did not press down on her wounds. Did she not care? No. The shock, to the point of making her unconscious of her wounds, caused her to freeze up.

(What...is this......!?)

Stella’s expression was of incomprehensiveness. It wasn’t unreasonable. Ouma read the surprise attack from the back, and returned with a slash...──she would be convinced if that was the case. However......it was not so. Stella’s diagonal slash definitely settled it. Lævateinn had certainly hit Ouma’s shoulder. Even so...──her blade could not advance any more than that.

Touka bit her teeth as someone who had experienced the same phenomenon before.