Falcoa drew her sword and pointed it at Tess.�It is clear that he is a man of turbid temperament.�However, the image of him reeling from the drug was gone.

Keeping her eyes on Falcoa, Tess explained the operation to Lian.

�He is a schema user.�You attack while I block him.�

You could guess just by looking at his prayers how good Falcoa was.�Therefore, having the same schema user, Tess, defend was the way to increase the survival rate.

�That�s not allowed.�I will stop you, and you attack.�

�Idiot, how do you stop it?�I hate to say this, but it�s impossible for you to stop him alone.�

�If it�s impossible, I�ll have no choice but to die.�

�what?�

Tess raised her eyes in bewilderment.�But Ryan was serious.�Nor did he give up the fight.�He was just fighting his own battle.

�We are here to beat him.�I�m not fighting to save my life.�

Tess didn�t respond.

�If you block it, time will pass.�But you know what?�so you can�t win�In the end, both die.�So somehow I block it.�In the meantime, focus on your attack.�

Ryan was right.�He can blunt his sword and strengthen his shield, but he cannot win the battle.�

In the end, even if it meant giving up one�s life, the rationale was to sharpen the sword.

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�Can you hold on?�His schema won�t be that of a cadet.�

�Even so, you have no choice but to do it, right?�I have no choice but to try.�

Lian lowered Ogent�s symbol, the greatsword, on the ground and slowly moved forward.�Conversely, Tess moved to the side as if out of Falcoa�s line of sight.

It was a standard display for two-person passing, but Falcoa didn�t care.

If he, who was called the demon of the battlefield, was swung around by these kids, how much would those who lost their lives to his sword laugh at him?

Rian said, holding out his great sword.

�Come on.�Please accept it.�

But before he could finish his words, Falcoa was already close by.�It was an instant acceleration beyond imagination.

�Ha ha ha ha ha!�

Lian�s nose twitched as he defended against the longsword that was plunging down vertically.�He didn�t collide with each other, but it was a shock from being hit with a hammer.

�what?�Are you giving up already?�

Falcoa frantically slashed the top of his greatsword.�Lian�s knees bent with each impact drop.�Then he finally couldn�t stand it and fell on his knees to the ground.

�Keugh!�

The muscles in the arm holding the straight sword twitched.�At that moment, Falcoa�s kick hit the stomach.

Rian�s body rolled away from the floor like a ball. JrNovels.com