To Save My Favourite Character, I Decided To Destroy the Game’s Plot

 

I was inferior to Lucy in strength and skill, and even the only advantage I had over her was speed, which she handled perfectly.

I would never be able to beat Lucy in a fair fight.

Therefore, as a knight, victory is not a priority.

　I'm not concerned with that from the start.

　All I care about is Crescencia's smile. I don't need anything else.

　So!

"Aaaaah!""

I'm just going to throw everything I've got at this point at this person in front of me with everything I've got.

I temporarily boosted my speed with the combination of Haiyan's magic and body enhancement, and I attacked Lucy with my spear from a long distance.

　But...

　The spear's pause. The sword should have died here, but Lucy's easily interrupted the attack.

All the attacks are taken or passed over, and in the small gap created by such an attack, it cuts into the opponent without fail.

"Oh!"

She avoided the strike with a speed-assisted retreat, and once again maintained the distance between the spears.

　. The moment the other side showed even the slightest sign of aggression, it was time for us to fall back. If we do this, the power of the attack, which is boosted by the increase in speed, will leave not a little impact on both of us.

　Although the attack cannot inflict direct damage, it should be possible to win in a long-term battle.

　With this expectation, they made a second thrust.

------" duh!"

　Lucy, who didn't want to be attacked and defended, and whose damage would accumulate just by being hit, retreated and swung her sword. The first time you see the same thing, you'll know that you're in the right place.

"I'm not going to let that happen again.　:

　A moment of contemplation. I choose the best from the countless options that come to mind even during the attack and defense, and output that action with my body.

Thrusting, brushing, pulling, and even feinting with the gaze.

Without entering the sword's pause,S he shoots unilaterally at the distance of the spear.

Earlier, I stepped deep and released a strike with all my might, and it was broken.

　Why did she go behind me without realizing it?

　I'm afraid that I don't know how it works, but if I don't know, I just have to take it down.

　Harder, sharper, one step, one breath, one finger. Cut away the uselessness. Cut it down. If I do that and keep hitting with the fastest, shortest spear at a one-sided distance, I can win!

'------ this!"

　Even after all this, the attack is still prevented, probably because Lucy is still overwhelmingly strong.

But here, little by little, my spear began to push.

　The genius in front of me is now in a state of holding her left, which was swept away by the super speed.

She has a one-handed sword as her weapon choice.

On the other hand, I, on the other hand, like Lucy, have abandoned my left hand, but I do not have it.

　The difference between a spear and a one-handed sword. A spear is strong enough to be held with both hands.　

"----!"

"Aaah!"

　The difference in strength is filled by the difference between one-handed and two-handed. After attacking in this way, when I thought I had accumulated a certain amount of damage...

Suddenly, the impact from the spear became smaller.

　I thought, "What the heck," and tried to strike harder, but the impact returned was negligible.

　Eventually, it turned into a senseless response, and I saw the "real thing" in Lucy's eyes as she gripped the sword with a weak hand.

　It's not good. It's already dealt with.

　I thrust my spear in to test it out, and the response I got back was the same: a numbness. I looked over to see Lucy holding my spear with her sword. Really, gently, like touching a baby's hand.

She then converts the power of the strike into her own rotation, spinning forward and switching positions with me.

　So this is it. This was the reason I was caught in the back!

　Looking back, I see Lucy swinging her sword while spinning at high speed. No, she wasn't swinging. She was just conveying the power of me as I passed it off.

　She was returning my power to me without swinging her arm.

　You don't usually practice like that, do you?

　How unreasonable are you to do this at the last minute!

I shouted inwardly, trying to block the hit.

"What?"

　My feet wouldn't move. Wait, what happened? Magic? No, Lucy can't use magic. Then what---I mean, i have to deal with the sword first!

If I can' t stand on my feet, then I just have to pass it off cleanly. I took the sword in a relaxed stance, and without defying its power, I escaped fatality by blowing myself up as well.

"It's heavy!'

　A blow that returns my power as it is. The shock that Lucy received from the force that just flowed through her hands with an insensitive response must have been smaller than mine.

Here I am, again, outnumbered.

　And then, moreover.

"Oh, no!"

　The leg that stopped moving was the one that used a lot of stepping in the world of super-speed.

　Since Raymond had broken his leg at this speed, it would be natural for me to do so no matter how much physical reinforcement I used.

This level can be healed with recovery spells, but the problem is the 'breakage' itself.

When already using magic in combination and in the midst of intense combat, it is not possible to perform additional recovery spell.

　When healing the defective part, the attack and defense must be stopped, and one side must cancel the magic.

I am not sure if Lucy will let me have that gap.

I would have to make this part work.

　Determined, I charged for the third time.

　Every thrust, counterattack, and spear attack was met with a senseless response and converted into power for Lucy.

The odds were against me . This genius is far, far away. If we were to fight him, the difference in our abilities would become apparent.

Even so, however, we bit the bullet.

The evil way, the plan I had prepared was defeated to the last. Then, the only way to win was to fight head-on and cut them down.

So, while the attack was being passed over, I continued to attack, hoping for the slight shock that might have been accumulating.

　My breath rises. My entire body is creaking and screaming.

　When I took a breath to recover, Lucy, seeing an opportunity, immediately attacked me with a fiercely aggressive attack.

Gu, that's it!

Forcing them to shake off the relentless pursuit with speed, cutting off the physical reinforcement in the little time she made so, and using recovery magic to completely heal their fatigue and injuries.

From there, another hellish attack and defense unfolded.

　Again and again, the endless battle continued. With every attack and defense, Lucy's movements became more efficient, and gradually, fatigue and shock were successfully released.

　Only I am being whittled away. No matter how much I try to heal her with restorative magic, I can't do anything about the mental fatigue.

　But even so, I continued to fight, believing that Lucy was also suffering a little...

I wonder how much time has passed since our battle started

"Ha-ha-ha-ha, ah-ha-ha."

I was already running out of energy to even turn my head. The hand that holds the spear is shaking, and the breath is coming in unevenly, even though the head is blank and the recovery magic was just applied.

　How many minutes have passed since then?

　I stopped counting after twenty attacks and defenses. I don't know.

　Where am I now?

"------ next and last."

　Lucy held her sword at leisure. She still had time to spare. She doesn't think. She only uses her instincts to execute the moves that come to her on the spot, using the skills she has acquired.

　Therefore, her mind never collapses. She never gets tired.

I was going to force her body to take that into account, but she's still so strong.

The genius is also a genius in endurance, right?

I'm really, really in a bind.

　Maybe this is the limit of what I can do now.

　　I used magic in combination, constantly thinking at full speed in the midst of a fierce attack and defense, resisting the tension of losing, and I did this for perhaps an hour or so?

　This load is my current limit. On top of that, the symptoms of magic power loss, which occur even when things are just too hard, are quite severe, haha.

I'm wounded to the core, huh?

I've even lost the struggle for endurance.

　What should I do?

　There's nothing left to do.

I can' t win any more.

But I have to win.

How do I win?

How do I win?

　How?

Is there anything?

What's out there?

No, no, no, no, no, no.

　I've shaken it out to the end. No more.

Oh, Saraswati, you lost to Lieselotte in a mood like this.

　You've got to be kidding me, damn it.

　It's not just my regret. If I lose here, Crescencia's future is at stake.

　First place and second place. There will be a difference in reputation.

　Losing here could result in a future where she dies.

　I can't accept that.

Screw it, screw it, screw it, screw it, screw it, screw it!

No, no, no, no!

　 I can still move, right?

　 i can still think, right?

　Hey, am I so lightly stacked for the last year and a half that I can break just by doing something reckless for an hour?

　No, right?

　Focus. Deepen.

　 MY skills and physical abilities aren't going to improve right now. But just as that dinner party broadened your horizons, there may be other ways to become stronger.

"Aaaaaaah!

　Deep, dark, endlessly submerged, such concentration.

　I feel an unprecedented brilliance. The spear that I had thrust out went beyond my limits.

"------Uh, so!"

　The spear, which had been perfectly passed over earlier, bites into the sword. The only point here, a moment, is pierced.

　This is it. Deepen this concentration.

Deeper, my consciousness, my ego, feels a , a bit faded. ----

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"Huh?"

　Somehow I found myself in total darkness

 

In front of me is a huge door and a tired young man standing in front of it. Nothing else.

　He looked at me and his eyes widened slightly.

"It's been hundreds of years since anyone came here."

"What? Huh?"

' - Oh, yeah. Yeah. I'll know it when I see it. Nicolas must have connected them properly.""

　Huh?

　Why is Norwin's father's name mentioned here?