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

(Oh, I lost.)

　Lucy became convinced of this as she was blown away by the power she couldn't fully parry.

　Because of her superior talent with a sword, she could see too much more than she should have.

　She was thrown off her stance by the current blow, and she would not be able to avoid the next attack.

　But if she accepts the blow, she will be further dismantled, and she knows that zhe will be trapped after making one or two more moves.

　Now that  she  knew...

　Lucy cried.

　She did not know why she cried.

　But for some reason, the image of Norwin and Saraswati training together came to her mind at a time like this, and it was incredibly dazzling, sad, and unbearable.

　Young Lucy could not yet verbalize her feelings.

Beside the two close friends getting stronger together, Lucy could skip a few stairs of strength without having to train as hard as they did.

　They may not have the strength, but they have a lot. And even the strength they lack, they can get by working hard together.

Those two need each other to fill in the gaps.

　But Lucy is not like that.

　She only has the sword. She can only shine as the ideal of Norwin and Saraswati, on a far higher plane.

　The relationship is too one-sided.

　In the true sense of the word, Lucy will never be able to stand alongside them.

Therefore, if she loses, all is lost.

Norwin and Saraswati would never take Lucy's one loss that seriously, but now she feels that way.

(Oh no, I don't want to lose. I don't want to lose.)

　(I want more, more, more.)

　Lucy, who has nothing but her talent with the sword and martial arts, thinks desperately with a brain that is not enough.

But the more she thought about it, the more the thought of losing only became more and more real.

　She was now stuck here. After squeezing every last drop out of her, she would be completely defeated.

(No, no, no, no, no!)

　Lucy swung her right arm, which was holding the sword, hard to catch the battle-axe that she could not avoid. She was supposed to pass it off softly, but the more strongly she refused to accept defeat, the more forceful the slash became.

　If she had misplaced the attack in this way, she would have been able to

"Ah!"

　The moment the sword collided with the battle-axe, the right arm was flung outward and the sword flew through the air.

　When a knight gives up his sword on the battlefield, it means defeat. It means defeat.

Lieselotte smiled, but with a slight look of fulfillment, she swung the battleaxe down.

　It is no longer possible to evade. Without a hand, it is also impossible to receive. In other words, it's a dead end.

Lucy's senses and reason realized defeat. But, still unable to give up, she let her instincts take over, and she wanted to win.

　There was no thought involved in her actions. However, her right arm was not ready in time, and she was not in a situation where she could break through with her bare hands, so as a result of her selfless resistance, she grabbed the sword that was about to blow away with her left hand and swung it as it was.

　Seeing this, Lieselotte inwardly praised her opponent.

　Lucy wanted to win even if she had to swing the sword with an unaccustomed arm.

　Normally, people give up when cornered.

　Not many people can be this serious about a fight.

　So, out of respect, he was going to crush Lucy and her opponent...

'What?"

　The same sword flash as on the right barely deflected Lieselotte's battleaxe. Lucy was blown away again by the force that could not kill her, but to her surprise, she had nine lives.

Lieselotte rolls her eyes at this so unexpected situation. But the most surprised person was Lucy herself.

"- am I ambidextrous?"

　Yes. Lucy is ambidextrous by nature.

　Her love of the sword began with her father. So, like Schneizel, who is right-handed, Lucy's sword was unconsciously tilted to the right.

　This is just the way it is. Almost everyone around her, except Schneizel, is right-handed. It was only natural that Lucy, who had grown up watching them, would focus on the right side of the sword.

　But now, in order to pick up one victory at a time, she swung her sword with her left.

She swung, and she did.

'------ why didn't I know?'

　Being ambidextrous. The genius of the sword instantly understood the meaning of this and laughed.

------ didn't you notice how amazing ------ it was?"

　Step by step, Lucy moves toward Lieselotte, as if possessed.

'Ambidextrous. It's rare, but I don't think it's enough to win. What can you do with all your wounds?"

"I can do ------ anything. Anything."

 

　Now Lucy attacked. She is fast and strong, but not as fast and super strong as Lieselotte. With this level of attack, one swing of the battle-axe could easily shatter her.

　Still confident of victory, Lieselotte received Lucy's attack with a relaxed expression---and then her eyes widened.

"What the hell?"

　An overwhelming number of moves. She swung her sword with her right hand, then immediately changed it to her left and fired another slash.

　After swinging both arms, it takes a moment before he attacks again, but that is the genius Lucy.

　In the time between attacks, she can use kicks, bodywork, feints, and anything else she can think of.

 "------ wow. This is amazing!"

　If what can be done with the right hand can also be done with the left hand, even by simple calculation, the variety of techniques doubles.

　And depending on the skill of the user, the combination of left and right hand will expand the variations of techniques to countless numbers.

　This is what being ambidextrous means.

Lucy attacks with more than double the number of moves and double the number of skills.

Even Lieselotte could not stop her anymore.

　Just a few dozen seconds. Lieselotte, who had boasted of being the strongest, was crushed by the violence of her overwhelming physical strength with her techniques, and Lucy blew her battle axe violently.

　This time, Lieselotte was left empty-handed.

'Well, here it is--'

　Lieselotte laughed, looking somewhat radiant and more than a little chagrined.

'------ my ------I win!'

　A powerful blow was struck to the stunned loser. Lieselotte, who had been hit by Lucy's full force, collapsed, coughing up blood.

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'She did it! I saw it! I saw it Norwin! Lucy won!"

Next to me, Saraswati has a big smile on her face and shouts loudly as she jumps up and down.

　The arena is filled with such a booming noise that Saraswathi's voice is drowned out.

　Cheers, applause, or angry shouts. This is probably the loudest time since I came to this world.

But none of these sounds could catch my attention.

　I was glued to Lucy, who was showing me new possibilities by skillfully combining the left and right sides of her body.

　Amazing. Amazing. Too amazing to say anything else.

　Because ----.

Norwin's is a right-handed person, but "I" in the middle of it is left-handed.