You think you're worthy of saving the world?

Tia felt like she'd seen this gesture somewhere before.

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The prophetic child with prophetic abilities leads his female admirers to wreak havoc in the seminary, showing off and slapping faces... This kind of slice-of-life storyline was supposed to be the kind that's popular during the free period.

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072 Yuri: I can't let them live like widows! (Seeking first subscription)

By the time Tia rushed in front of her, one of the two dark figures was already a corpse.

The masked man possessed swordsmanship that was in no way inferior to Tia's; if he participated in the dueling tournament, he should at least achieve a respectable ranking, even if he didn't win. However…

The moment the black-robed youth lost interest in him, his life was ruthlessly taken away.

"How could...this happen...!"

Tia bit her lip, glaring at the dark figure holding a scarlet longsword.

The outline of his face could not be seen under the hood, only a pair of deep red pupils shining in the night.

Judging from his height and build, he should be a teenager who is not yet an adult, yet he possesses swordsmanship that seems to have been honed over decades.

How much blood and tears did they shed to acquire that extraordinary martial arts skill? How many lives were sacrificed to hone it?

Thinking of this, Tia's shoulders trembled violently.

Driven by anger, she forgot all about the boy's familiar gesture.

"Is it you... the murderer who committed so many cruel crimes!"

Despite possessing such exceptional talent, he revels in the thrill of slaughtering innocents... Unforgivable...!!

"...?"

The boy in the black robe, Yuri, was stunned when he heard her say that.

During the day today, when Yuri was reading the newspaper, he saw a news report about a murderer targeting tournament participants in Valpugis.

As evening fell, Yuri decided to treat it as a warm-up match before the dueling tournament, so he left the inn wearing his Gray Castle uniform.

He had only intended to try his luck, but unexpectedly, he actually encountered the legendary serial killer.

However, it didn't seem to be as powerful as imagined; Yuri Khan killed his opponent in a playful manner without shedding a drop of blood.

In truth, Yuri knew very well that it wasn't that his opponent was too weak, but rather that he himself was too strong.

The power of crimson not only enhances magical power, but also strengthens the body in all aspects.

In addition, Yuri's swordsmanship comes from 2000 years in the future—

In the world of martial arts, there is no such thing as the older the better... or rather, you are not "old" enough.

Yuri's second-rate modern swordsmanship is practically a game-changer for ordinary swordsmen of this era.

Could it be that this so-called "Hero" selection tournament is full of noobs of this caliber?

Whew, it seems like it'll be easier than I imagined when I cause a ruckus at the event...

Just as he was thinking this, a woman who was also wearing a mask and dressed entirely in black suddenly appeared.

Yuri was still thinking: Ah, so he had accomplices. It's not as simple as I thought.

As a result, he was inexplicably accused by the other party.

What's going on? Is this woman also looking for the murderer? And she mistook me for the killer?

Speaking of which, her voice always seems to be somewhere...

"I will prove to you that your vile swordsmanship is utterly useless! Drink!"

The girl in the black cloak charged toward Yuri with great force.

She exuded a strong aura of holiness, and even a mere breath on one's cheek felt like a scratch.

Yuri dared not underestimate his opponent and used the "Azure Queen" shrouded in red mist to deflect the opponent's slash.

Although the black-clad girl's attack was parried, she immediately adjusted her stance and launched another fierce attack.

"Don't hide!"

The girl shouted as she swung her sword with lightning speed.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could anyone get slashed and not dodge?"

Yuri easily dodged her attacks, while a question arose in his mind—

The girl's swordsmanship style was far too similar to her own.

Yuri's swordsmanship teacher is Cecilia, who is obviously not in this singularity.

As for Cecilia's swordsmanship teacher, Yuri didn't know, and she had never heard her mention it...

As the prophesied child pondered, the black-cloaked girl's sword speed increased.

Her longsword and figure had almost formed afterimages, so continuing to dodge was not a solution.

"You're mistaken, I'm not the murderer... The guy I killed was the murderer."

"...!?"

Upon hearing Yuri's words, Tia's movements faltered for a moment.

However, this tiny flaw became the cause of her irreparable defeat.

In the blink of an eye, the black-robed youth had already raised his weapon high—

The military knife, shrouded in red mist, appeared translucent and clear under the pure white moonlight, revealing its hidden, beautiful shape.

"That is……!"

Tia's eyes widened.

It's impossible for them to admit their mistake.

She had never seen such a beautifully designed and unique military knife in her entire life.

"..."

The girl gradually came to understand everything.

Having understood the truth of tonight, the corpse from earlier was the real murderer.

He realized that the person before him was the boy who had returned from the abyss of death.

How is this possible?

He's dead; he's no longer here.

Tia tried to convince herself of this, but what she saw with her own eyes was by no means a lie.

not to mention,

The young man's posture and swordsmanship seemed to possess a magical power that deeply attracted her.

"You are……"

Just as she was about to call out the boy's name, Tia suddenly closed her lips unconsciously.

The reason was that the girl realized that she had misunderstood someone once again.

He was hurt before because of my carelessness, and now I have... misunderstood and hurt him again!

An overwhelming sense of remorse surged within Tia.

The next instant, a powerful impact struck the back of the girl's neck.

Although Yuri held the "Azure Queen" high, he did not bring it down. Instead, he struck the girl on the back of the neck with the bottom of the hilt.

"Ugh...!"

A numbing sensation, like an electric current, coursed through Tia's spine and reached her entire body.

The girl fell to the ground with a thud, and Yuri turned and left.

Wait...don't go...

Tia lay on the ground, struggling to stay conscious.

Wait, Yuri... it's me... it's Tia...

She stared at the black figure, raised her hand with difficulty, but could only watch helplessly as he grew further and further away.

Was it a hallucination before falling into a coma?

She seemed to see a beautiful blonde woman with blue eyes appear beside the boy in black robes.

The woman, with a happy expression, affectionately wrapped her arm around the boy's.

They chatted and laughed like a couple on a sightseeing trip, leaving the alley side by side and returning to the bustling street.

"........."

Tia completely lost consciousness.