I, the Masked Swordsman, started my journey through a Lostbelt.

"Lord Duwei! Please show some respect... You are now a fairy knight with a certain reputation, and every action you take represents His Majesty Morgan."

"Klara said with a hint of embarrassment and anger."

Judging from her slightly flushed, pretty face, this statement was hardly convincing.

"Don't worry, His Majesty won't mind someone like me."

"Um...you really are...."

Krall was utterly defeated by Duve.

That's simply impossible to persuade.

Who would have thought that Du Wei originally planned to hand over management control to her?

Besides, does he really trust me with this?

That's the military command of Salisbury's last line of defense!

If this military power is not properly controlled...

Destruction awaits Salisbury.

"Hmph, after all, I am just a swordsman. I, a rough man, can't learn the complicated etiquette of your Wind Clan."

Du Wei ate and chewed up all the apple cores.

While talking, he had already decided in his mind where he would go next.

Clara also had other thoughts about Duve's words.

"Do you really think I'm capable of managing military power...?"

"Hmm? Well... Klar, I didn't choose you because of your abilities, but because I believe you can help me, which is why I've kept you by my side as my proxy."

After a brief moment of thought, Du Wei gave his answer.

The answer is very simple.

For Krall, it wasn't so simple.

"...You didn't value my abilities, but rather who I am?"

"Yes, because I trust you, Clara."

Du Wei stretched and walked down the city wall.

These casual words are often the most sincere.

Of course, he had no idea what the fairy girl would think of his unintentional words.

"To say that to me is asking too much... Lord Du Wei... the trust you place in me is truly..."

Clara muttered to herself.

Her iridescent pink eyes watched Du Wei as he gradually walked away.

Yet, I felt a strange pain in my heart.

......

...

There are Moss settlements outside the battle lines.

Moss Tide was indeed defeated by Du Wei alone.

However, Moss still lingered at the edge of the front-line perimeter.

If the Morse code continues to accumulate, it will eventually form an even larger Morse tide than the last one.

Therefore, Du Wei needs to attack them in advance.

Accumulation leading to disaster is not a good thing.

Morse's siege would cause the city walls to break down more quickly.

At worst, it will increase the casualties among the fairies.

The accumulated Morse disease would disrupt morale and cause considerable trouble in many ways.

Du Wei's actions can be seen as a precaution.

Preemptively eliminating the calamity reduces the pressure created by Moss's siege.

"【The Myth of Xuanwu!】"

The heavy steps that followed shattered the earth.

He gripped the Greatsword-shaped Domination Sword and slashed it horizontally at the Moss Group.

At that moment, the earth seemed to become one with Du Wei.

"Great Severing!"

Du Wei exhaled a foul breath and shouted sharply.

The Greatsword of Domination, empowered by the power of earth, released a deep, resonant light.

The entire sword seemed to be seeking the liberation of power, and it expanded to an astonishingly large size.

"【A devastating blow from the chaotic reading of the earth-shattering text!】"

The sword of dominion transformed into a massive mountain and swept across the area.

The Morse crystals shattered into fragments and ashes under the blows of the greatsword.

The aura emanating from the sword turned the surrounding Vali into dust, which was then dispersed by the swirling hot wind.

In an instant, everything disappeared from sight.

Whether it's trees or rotten, decaying black moss.

The Knight Armor dissipates and the transformation ends.

Only the two of them watched Du Wei's fighting posture.

"...Lord Du Wei's crisp sword-wielding posture, and the formidable strength in his arms... Wow!"

Bagst was filled with emotion at that moment.

Especially after witnessing Du Wei's face and strength, he was unable to suppress the emotions in his heart.

It was like a wild beast that had been starving for a long time finding its prey.

Du Wei was practically the knight she had always dreamed of.

Her "survival of the fittest" standard is rather unique.

The strong are naturally obligated to protect the weak, and at the same time, the strong will only choose to devour those stronger than themselves.

This is Bagst's "survival of the fittest".

Du Wei is currently too dazzling in her eyes.

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Chapter Thirty-Two: Let's Have a Sparring Session! [New book, fresh and new! Please give me flowers! Please give me monthly tickets!]

Morse has been defeated.

To continue the campaign, you will need to proceed to the next area.

Before that, Du Wei planned to take a short break.

As a result, it turned out like this.

"Do you really want to spar with me?"

Du Wei helplessly gripped the sword of dominance and pointed it at Bagst.

Bagst stood opposite him, full of energy, his heavy greatsword burning with black flames due to his excited mood.

The other party enthusiastically proposed the idea of ​​exchanging skills.

Those bright eyes were like the passion of a girl deeply in love.

It's really hard to refuse.

If I could, I'd really like to relax and slack off for a bit.

It's not good to just avoid Bagst, after all, the other party is managing things for him.

It would be too heartless to refuse outright.

“Yes! I want to experience Lord Duwei’s strength again. I didn’t fully feel it on the battlefield last time, but I don’t intend to let this opportunity slip by! Battle is the best form of communication for the Fang Clan.”

Bagst wielded a nearly two-meter-long greatsword with one hand.

His emerald green eyes seemed to burn with raging flames, overflowing with an unstoppable fighting spirit.

A mere flick of the wrist created a whirlwind.