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“Pick!”

Most of the force and impact were removed. Pique spat out a mouthful of blood and rushed forward again without hesitation.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at the almost crazy Pique casually, and suddenly his eyes turned and swept the blade towards the place behind him.

"Clang!"

The blade collided with the metal, making a crisp sound.

An iron puppet appeared there, holding the iron spear high in its hand.

Further away, the girl with platinum eyes looked tense.

Fujimiya Makoto raised his eyebrows and smiled at him:

"look."

"Even though you've abandoned your faith, haven't you adapted well?"

He exerted a little force with his hands and finally tore the puppet into pieces.

However, compared to the metal at the beginning that was completely unable to block his blade, this is already a huge improvement.

Metalu's expression was tense and she said nothing.

Or rather, they dare not speak at all.

She felt it clearly.

After Fujimiya Makoto's first [Temptation] exit, Metallu clearly felt that her control over metal had suddenly improved.

Even though she didn't want to admit it, even though she denied it countless times...

But even Metalu herself realized it.

She was not so devout in her faith in His Majesty.

Do not!

wrong!

Metalu was struggling violently in her heart.

His Majesty doesn't care about their loyalty at all, as long as they are useful enough, as long as they can kill the guy in front of him...

No matter what happens, Your Majesty will continue to trust them as always!

So... just to kill this guy.

Even if I abandon my faith temporarily, Your Majesty will forgive me.

if only......

As long as I can kill him!

Metalu stared at Fujimiya Makoto in front of her, and unknowingly came to this conclusion in her heart.

"call--"

In just a moment, half of the candles that were originally surrounding the church were suddenly extinguished.

The original time limit of about ten minutes was shortened to six minutes, or even less.

The moment he realized this, Pique, who was fighting head-on with Fujimiya Makoto for his life, turned his head in disbelief.

"Metal!?"

Before he could finish his words, a slash as clear as flowing water suddenly swept across.

Leaving a deep mark on Pique's chest.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.

"Shut up!"

However, Metallu paid no attention to that useless companion. Her bloodshot eyes were filled with the ferocity and despair of a gambler.

The girl raised her hand, and the metal like flowing water covered her body, wrapping the originally slim girl into a knight as thick and hard as a wall.

"The power Your Majesty has bestowed upon me is invincible!"

Even though she was wavering deep down in her heart, Metal continued to murmur softly as if deceiving herself.

The next moment, she rushed towards Fujimiya Makoto.

"boom--"

Bricks exploded, and the two-handed sword swung down like a whip.

Fujimiya Makoto looked at her with a smile, and seemed to be more and more satisfied. He took a step to the side nonchalantly.

However, Metallu reacted faster and pointed in his direction.

"Wire!"

Immediately afterwards, thin metal wires appeared beside Fujimiya Makoto.

Appearing in front of him was Metal's long sword swinging down.

"Since we can't hit them, should we block their escape route?"

"A very smart move."

"but......"

"How's your killing technique?"

There was almost a hint of contempt in Fujimiya Makoto's smile.

He took a step forward, and the blade in his hand easily chopped into the gap between the two swords. While blocking the right sword like water, he turned back like lightning. The collision between the back of the sword and the left sword borrowed force, and his shoulder and elbow struck Metalu's thick armor almost simultaneously, making a dull sound like a bell.

Metallu was knocked back with her entire body.

But there seemed to be a light in those platinum eyes.

it works!

Almost at the moment she realized this, dozens of arms holding swords, spears, swords and halberds suddenly extended from the armor behind the girl like tentacles.

Countless weapons were pointed towards Fujimiya Makoto.

"Oh hoo."

Fujimiya Makoto smiled.

The next moment, his figure was immediately submerged by the surging attack like the sea.

Between the extremely dense arms and weapons, one could only see countless fiercely flashing sparks connected together, and the whole person seemed to be surrounded by blazing fire.

He took every shot and every knife that flew out, all of them within the "no-injury zone".

Fujimiya Makoto's expression became even more cheerful, and even his voice was filled with a hint of enthusiasm:

"Not enough! Absolutely not enough!"

"Sure enough, this is the level that can be considered a battle!"

"but!"

"Still too weak!"

"Not even one shot could touch me! Metal!"

"boom--"

Almost at the moment when he finished speaking, Fujimiya Makoto suddenly kicked out and hit Metallu's thickest breastplate hard, making a sound of metal twisting and breaking.

Mei Talu was thrown out and crashed into the ruins of the church wall with a bang.

Before Fujimiya Makoto could follow, he saw Pieck's figure falling from above, creating a high earth waterfall that connected seamlessly.

The flames surrounding them only had less than five minutes left.

Not enough!

Blood flowed out of Metalu's mouth, and the spiritual light wings formed by her final form also dimmed.

Both physically and mentally, I am almost at the limit.

That's all she can do!

Even if, even if it means betraying Lord Yhwach's faith.

At this moment, the girl couldn't help but feel weak in her heart, and she bit her lips tightly, which were stained with the smell of blood.

"Save me... Your Majesty."

She didn't want to die anyway.

Although decades have passed, the girl still remembers the last time she faced death.

As the youngest daughter of a noble family in a small Eastern European country, her family became one of the targets of the Empire of Light's extermination because of their status as members of the Western Bureau.

After all her family members were killed, she was finally dug out of the cupboard in the basement and dragged outside to be beheaded.

Until just before the execution, the pitch-black figure appeared before her.

"You can actually face me? You have quite a talent."

"Believe in me."

So she was saved.

He even became a member of the Knights of the Stern Cross.

For the next few decades, Metalu lived only for this sentence.

But why should we believe in him?

Before today, Metalu had never thought about this question.

Until this moment.

To... survive.

What kind of faith is this?

This is just obeying the strong and the victor, right?

"call--"

In just a moment, a large number of candles were extinguished again.

Less than three minutes left.

"Bastard!"

Pique became more and more anxious, but he couldn't touch the guy in front of him at all, like a clumsy gorilla.

As a result, the action that was full of flaws due to haste was instantly seen through by Fujimiya Makoto, who slashed it out dozens of meters with another sword.

"You are much more boring."

Fujimiya Makoto slowly withdrew his gaze from the bruised and battered Piqué.

He turned his head and looked at Metalu who was slowly getting up, and felt that it was about time.

The young man suddenly smiled and announced the second [temptation] to the two of them.

"Please fight each other."

"The one who wins will take away all the power of the other."

"Ms. Metallu."

"Let's make our game more interesting, shall we?"

Hearing this, Piqué's expression suddenly froze, and he suddenly yelled: "Asshole! We won't fall for someone like you..."

However, he didn't have time to finish his words.

"Puff puff puff——"

The metal mechanical arm embedded in the broken arm suddenly burst out with thorns that spread out in all directions like countless branches.

Because it was a part of the body, Metal's overly decisive judgment did not even give Piqué the time to "select".

The tall and strong woman stared blankly at the girl who had been standing beside him for who knows how long. She opened her mouth with difficulty, but only spat out a string of pink bloody foam.