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

He has no regard for others and is fond of torturing them.

In her heart, it was an expression of love for Duve and Morgan.

"Although I am weak, I will not be easily defeated! Take this!"

Astolfo turned his lance.

He pushed off the ground and charged towards Bavanshi, aiming his gun at her rocket-like sprint.

Several strings have already been played along the way.

Astolfo's hands and feet were cut open.

Even so, it couldn't stop him. Perhaps the reason was the dignity that belonged to heroic spirits.

"...Really!?"

Bawanshi immediately lost her composure.

Astolfo launched a surprise attack.

She increased the speed at which she plucked the strings.

Realizing it was too late, he used his bow and harp as a weapon to block Astolfo's attack.

Bawanshi's strength is a formidable A-rank.

Even a berserker might not be able to match her strength.

There was not a trace of panic on Astolfo's face.

It was as if he had anticipated this scene.

"Hehe, I succeeded! Now watch my Noble Phantasm, [Trap of Argalia]!"

A golden glint flashed at the tip of Astolfo's spear.

It takes effect the instant it touches Bavanshi's bow.

"Ouch! What happened... my foot...!"

Bawanshi suddenly felt her lower body become unstable.

Looking down, I realized that my legs had become a spirit, and my body lost its balance for a moment.

It takes several seconds to restore the entity.

As expected, she fell to the ground.

She was covered in dust and felt incredibly angry.

"good chance!"

Upon seeing this, Astolfo quickly thrust out his spear.

Bavanshi, who had fallen to the ground, was unable to defend herself.

The lyre was thrown aside when it fell, and if Astolfo were to pick it up, it would surely allow him to launch a successful attack.

I'm going to lose here?!

The images of Du Wei and Morgan flashed through Bavanshi's mind.

I can't show my disheveled state here.

Requesting flowers?

To be deeply loved is to create more killings and make more people cry out in grief.

She wanted to become a deeply loved Bavanshi.

Act like Her Majesty the Queen's heir, act like the fairy knight's lover.

Bawanshi is such a hardworking little princess.

We must work hard in this way.

We can't afford to lose here...!

Despite this thought, Bavanshi lacked effective defensive measures.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, several daggers flew out from the shadows.

"Hey! How can someone interrupt the battle on the way?! That's so ungentlemanly!"

Astolfo was startled by the attack and jumped back.

0 ...... ....

I don't know if it was just luck.

He once again dodged the attack launched from the shadows.

Another petite figure leaped in front of Bavanshi, her gaze towards Astolfo carrying a hint of murderous intent.

"You're also someone who's going against Mom, aren't you?"

The newcomer was none other than Jack the Ripper.

She held a dagger in both hands and faced Astolfo.

"This guy...."

"Um... Mom... that doesn't seem like the right way to address you... Anyway, Master said I should be able to protect you! Master likes it, so I guess I can be our mom?!"

Jack smiled innocently at Bavanshi.

The Master she was referring to was Du Wei.

Because Bavanshi was the weakest of the Fairy Knights, Duve specially arranged for Jack the Ripper to protect her.

In retrospect, this arrangement was not wrong.

"Is this so..."

Bavanshi realized that she was being protected.

Although it's nice to be loved like this, I don't know why I can't feel happy.

Du Wei has always protected her in this way.

The promise made that day has always been kept.

She wanted Dewey and Morgan to be proud of her.

She wanted to truly be qualified to inherit the throne, and at the same time, she wanted to become a suitable lover by Du Wei's side.

It can't stay like this.

We must work even harder than before.

...divide...line...

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Chapter Twenty-One: Second Noble Phantasm Activated! [Please Subscribe! Please Give Flowers!]

Let's turn our attention back to Du Wei.

There's no need to worry too much about Bavanshi's problem; with Jack's help, dealing with Astolfo won't be an issue.

Vlad was caught in a tough battle.

No matter how he used his Noble Phantasm, Executioner King, he could not harm Du Wei.

Du Wei's casual strike was as heavy as a mountain.

He was put on the defensive after just a few rounds.

"Ugh—!"

Vlad was defeated once again.

The attack that slammed into the gun barrel was so powerful that each parry caused him to stagger back several steps.

A strong gust of wind suddenly blew towards him.

Du Wei lowered his body and ducked into the range of his gun blade's attack, launching a slash at almost zero distance.

too fast!

A cold glint flashed by almost at lightning speed.

By the time Vlad realized what was happening, pain was shooting through his hand.

*Pfft!* "097!"

His left arm was severed by Du Wei's sword.

The wound on the left shoulder was perfectly smooth, and even the cut surface of the bone looked as if it had been specially polished.

Du Wei's swordsmanship has undoubtedly reached the pinnacle.

Blood and magic flowed out of his left arm like a stream.