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Bacchus-san immediately turned around and unleashed a series of flash-like thrusts.

The delicate and powerful thrusts broke through all the sand swords.

「Guh!?」

A number of wounds were carved into Von’s body.

After receiving a painful counterattack, Von jumped far back and quietly regained his breath.

(A-Amazing…)

Not a mop, but a real sword. Not a match, but a death battle.

Bacchus-san’s presence, who was now standing in a real battlefield, was overwhelming.

「Hey, Von bro! You are supposed to hold down that monster! I almost died!」

Deal, who received a smiting blow to the body, protested with a serious expression unusual for him.

I don’t know if he has a robust body, or some sort of hidden ability, but… he was still unharmed.

Not paying a slight attention to Deal’s protest, Von was completely focussed on Bacchus-san.

「…I’m surprised. To think you still possess that kind of strength at this age, even while riddled with a disease… As expected of the swordsman who was once hailed as the strongest in the world, I suppose.」

「If I was at my prime, you two would be corpses by now, but… dear me, getting old sucks.」

The two held their swords at the ready while expressing their thoughts.