The “Master swordsman” who was reincarnated, wants to live freely - Chapter 72

Translator: Darling | Editor: Nebosuke

Cladded in thunder Iris confronts Qufirio.

He looks exactly like Alia – except, he has a devious smile that Alia would never have.

With his shortblade in hand, he spoke.

“I understand. Iris Reinfell -　Part of the Kingdom’s great aristocrats, the one they call the swordmaster princess – There are none quite like you”

Qufirio was assessing his surroundings but didn’t close the distance between him and Iris.

Was he cautious of Iris’ lighting?

“If you won’t come, I’ll come and get you instead”

The one that moved first was Iris. She kicked the ground and made her way to Qufirio.

But even faster than her, was the lightning she wore. If she was able to touch him, his body would go numb, slowing his movement. 

However-

“I think you already know, but such petty tricks won’t work on me”

Qufirio took out two shortblades.

He casually threw them into the ground. Iris’ lightning was conducted towards those two blades.

(..A lighting rod?!… Still, that doesn’t matter!”

Iris was now moving in to fight in close combat.

The lightning is nothing more than a byproduct of Iris’ Purple Lightning.

In a flash, Iris stood before Qufirio. 

However, he defended himself with the shortblades he held in hand. As his blades slid over hers he came closer and closer to Iris.

She quickly let go of the force she put behind her blade and took her distance.

This time Qufirio was on the move.

(He’s fast…!”)

His movement was just like Alia’s.

But his was even more refined.

In a moment he reached Iris and swung his blades.

She barely managed to defend and stepped backward. The was a large amount of pressure – 

Qufirio’s goal was to make sure Iris was unable to continue fighting.

He wasn’t the only one Iris was going to have to be cautious of.

She also had to be wary of the three behind her. Because she didn’t know when they would make their move, she is acting as if she is having trouble with Qufirio.

“…Don’t patronize me!”

“!”

Alongside her voice, strong lighting was clashing down around Iris. It was not just the lightning she wore, but a pure magical attack.

In response, Qufirio once more took his distance.

As he stepped back onto the ground he then looked back at Iris.

She didn’t move – She was going to counter Qufirio as soon as he came for his next attack.

“Ahahah, that was quite fun”

“…That was nothing like fun”

“No, I honestly didn’t expect you to be able to block my attacks this well. I’m expressing my respect”

Though he said that, Iris didn’t feel very happy about it.

Iris saw before her an Alia who didn’t have the strength to fight.

There is a reason that she has to act together with these others – But truth be told, Iris already knew that.

If what Alta said was true, then Alia is now in quite a complicated mess.

(That’s why I..)

It was Iris her duty so save Alia.

And soon that moment will come.

Qufirio kicked the ground, and once more closed the distance between him and Iris.

Iris quickly managed to respond, turned her body, and prepared her blade.

She then saw Qufirio come into her field of vision – But she felt another presence coming from behind her.

“!”

From a little bit away, Qufirio’s two allies had moved towards Iris her rear side.

The moment she looked over towards those two, she soon heard the sound of iron clashing.

Both of Iris’ wrists were now shackled by the chains that came from the black holes.

The two behind Iris had aligned their timing with Qufirio’s in order to lure Iris’s attention away. 

…In just a mere moment they were able to capture Iris.

This was the extent of their power.

“Well, there really was no need for me to go one on one with you… You knew that, right? That’s why you were so wary”

“…Yea, I figured that I by myself would have a rather hard time fighting all of you”

“Oooh, yet still you came here all by yourself?”

“…Well, there is also someone that I depend on, you know”

“—-“

While Iris said this, a single young lad came out of the blue.

You could say that none of them even felt his presence as he got close.

As if he came falling out of the air, the young boy took out his Blade of Wind and cut the shackles that had captured Iris.

He then landed, and stood up – Alta prepared his blade and stood before Iris.

“Perfect timing, you could say”

“…Yes, Mr. Schweiss”

The teacher Iris trusted most was now standing toe to toe with the Shadow Apostles.