"Phew … Phew …"
Shiro Amakusa took a few steps back before he managed to calm down his wildly beating heart. Even the rhythm of his breathing was almost disrupted.
At that moment, if not for his Mind's Eye that allowed him to sense the danger of death and instinctively retreat, he might have been torn apart and become history, returning to the Seat of Heroes.
It was too ridiculous!
It was just one move, and he almost died.
The difference in martial arts between the two of them was so huge?
It was not just a little bit of difference, but a dimension of difference. There was no point in comparing the two of them!
If it was just one move, he could still rely on his Mind's Eye to dodge it. However, if the battle dragged on, he would definitely reveal a flaw, and by then, he would most likely die.
In other words, if it was just a hand-to-hand battle, he would not be Ryuga's opponent.
"… Wonderful. It was just one move, and my confidence was almost wiped out."
Shiro Amakusa forced himself to calm down, and looked at Ryuga with fear in his eyes.
"Such swordsmanship, even the famous Sword Masters in history, no, even the Sword Saints would not be able to match up to it!"
His eyes were still locked on Ryuga.
However, it was different from before when he was ready to make a move. This time, he was wary of Ryuga's movements. The thought of making a move had already disappeared, and he only hoped that Ryuga would not suddenly come close.
"You have good eyesight."
Ryuga nodded indifferently. "My swordsmanship is indeed at the Sword Saint Realm. I have fought with people like Miyamoto Musashi, Sasaki Kojiro, and Yagyuu Munetsugu before, and I have won most of them."
The corner of Shiro Amakusa's eyes twitched slightly.
The names that he reported were all famous figures to the people of Japan. Which one of them was not a Sword Hero or Sword Saint Realm expert in the way of the sword?
For someone like him who had only experienced a few months of battle, compared to a swordsman of that realm, it was like the difference between the light of a firefly and the brilliance of the moon. It was incalculable.
"And then? What other tricks do you have? "
Ryuga looked at Shiro Amakusa indifferently and continued, "If you don't, then you should be ready to return to the Seat of Heroes."
The Pestless Peony's sword was indeed a sure-hit demonic sword, but its only weakness was that the area it covered was too small. It could only cover as far as the tip of the sword.
Otherwise, Shiro Amakusa would have been dead by now just from that sword strike.
"… Indeed, in terms of martial arts, I admit defeat. Even without the difference in physical strength, I'm still no match for you."
Shiro Amakusa could not help but sigh when he heard this. However, a faint smile soon appeared on his face. "Unfortunately, I do have a backup plan."
"Clang clang —!"
The moment he finished speaking with a smile, several purple chains suddenly appeared from all directions. Like wriggling snakes, they extended towards Ryuga's neck and limbs.
Clang!
Clang!
Clang!
Ryuga swung his sword several times.
There was no problem in exerting force, but in this special space, he could not activate any sword energy at all. He could only use the tip of his sword to deflect the chains and then cut them in half.
This was the so-called space without the laws of strength and speed. Sword energy that was activated by force and speed did not exist in this space.
Of course, compared to this, the more important thing was —
"These chains … are they the Red Assassin?"
Ryuga raised his head and looked towards Shiro Amakusa.
"Yes."
A very familiar figure appeared beside Shiro Amakusa and responded proudly to Ryuga.
Long black hair, luxurious dress, delicate and charming face, golden vertical pupils, elf-like pointed ears, and the deadly smile on her face that was like a poppy flower. All of these represented her identity.
Semiramis.
She actually appeared here with Shiro Amakusa?
"Hehehehe! That's not all! "
After Semiramis appeared, a slightly rough voice appeared beside Shiro Amakusa.
Following that, another figure appeared beside him.
"I'm also here!"
It was a middle-aged man with short brown hair, a well-groomed beard on his chin, wearing a dark green man's suit, holding a classic book with a red cover.
At this moment, he was writing something with his head down, looking very excited.
The first impression he gave was that of a gentleman, but he also looked a bit crazy.
"Shakespeare … so that's how it is, the Red Caster?"
Ryuga glanced at him and found his real identity from Chaldea's memory.
He was indeed famous. This guy was one of the most outstanding writers in the history of British literature, and even in the history of the entire world's literature. He had created many well-known works in his life, which were widely circulated even in modern times.
This guy was also summoned by Chaldea, so Ryuga knew him.
However, although this guy's literary attainment was very high, he was essentially an ordinary person who didn't know magic. He basically had no fighting power.
In this way, Ryuga also understood why Semiramis ignored the Red Caster. If the Red Caster was Shakespeare, then he really couldn't be put in the list of available people.
"Oh!!! I'm really grateful! I obviously haven't been on the stage, and I don't even have a line, but I can be remembered by the actors. There is nothing more suitable to be a playwright's consolation than this! "
He was worthy of being a playwright. His words and deeds were full of a strong desire to perform like a stage actor, and his expressions and movements were extremely exaggerated.
"Semiramis and Shakespeare were brought into the interior of this big Holy Grail by me."
Shiro Amakusa calmly interrupted Shakespeare's performance and then sighed regretfully. "It's a pity that the other heroic spirits don't seem to trust me, so I can only bring their souls in."
"By the way, I died in the aftermath of the explosion of the Sky Garden!"
Shakespeare took the opportunity to insert himself into the conversation, and a strange and mysterious smile appeared on his face.
"And in fact, I didn't trust the master, I just thought it would be interesting to follow him. From the beginning to the end, the only one who trusted the master was Her Majesty the Empress!"
His smile was very cheap, it was very annoying, and the smile on his face didn't know what it was implying.
"Clang!"
A purple chain suddenly appeared behind him and locked around his neck without any hesitation.
"If you dare to say another word, I will dismember you now!"
Semiramis cast a murderous look at Shakespeare, it didn't seem like he was joking at all.
Shiro Amakusa stood there, he didn't know what to say, so he just kept smiling.
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