Soon, a magic light that was almost visible to the naked eye appeared around Reinharut's body.

Before the enemy, before his "grandmother" was ready to take action, Reinharut added the sword saint's protection, dodge, drive, first-hand protection, first-hand protection, next-hand protection and heaven's protection, etc., and made basic measures to face the enemy.

After all, he knew that the person opposite was the previous generation of Sword Saint Saint Astraya family, his grandmother, and an extremely powerful Sword Saint!

Although I don’t know what the other party is going on, I don’t know how much strength the other party has left, and I don’t know if the other party has become stronger, Reinharut only knows that he must do his best and respond with an almost pilgrimage attitude and unwavering determination.

“…”

Swish~!

Suddenly, Theresia van Astrea started attacking.

There was no sign or talk about nonsense to Reinharut. The whole person suddenly turned into a lightning bolt, causing the sword to pierce straight towards Reinharut's throat. With one move, he was a fierce move that was killing his grandson. It seemed that he was determined to kill his grandson.

“!!”

Between the light of the stone, Reinharut saw the extremely fast sword tip that would definitely not be seen in the eyes of ordinary people.

The ‘First Seen Intensive Protection’ is launched!

If it is a visible attack, the opponent's first attack will definitely not hit him.

The other party is named Theresia van Astrea, and he is Reinharut van Astrea. The two of them are from the same family and have the same sword skills. Reinharut, who are also both "Sword Saints", certainly knows what moves the other party uses.

So, there was no suspense. He easily saw the other party's sword moves and almost let the tricky and cruel and somewhat inhumane sword pass through his neck and stab the air.

bite!

Ding! Ding!

clang!

clang~!!

Soon, a man and a woman, two current sword saints of the Asteria family and the previous sword saints fought back and forth in front of the tower of the North Gate, in the huge but corpses and messy square, beside the huge waterway.

This fight lasted for several minutes without a chance to decide the outcome!

However, although the two seemed to play very lively, it is not difficult to find that Reinharut did not use all his strength, and his moves were mostly defense-oriented.

Reinharut, known as the "strongest on the ground" and the strongest in history, is not a false reputation. He has strong strength, keen intuition and excellent vision, and superb sword skills that can maximize the performance of the weapons in his hand. He also has a special physique that can absorb magic in the atmosphere. Except for a bad little girl, he has never really lost to anyone.

So, from this we can guess that the reason why he is mostly defensive now is just testing his opponent.

Even though he could vaguely guess and determine what was happening to the other party, he still wanted to figure out what was going on with his "grandmother" who was fighting with him and was killing his sword. If he could not be 100% sure or 100% sure, he would definitely not be able to do anything ruthlessly.

"grandmother……"

"Is it really you?"

After a few more minutes, Reinharut became a little impatient.

At this time, he had basically confirmed that the other party was indeed his grandmother. This could be seen only from the other party's appearance and the extremely familiar sword moves, and that it would definitely not be fake.

but……

The other party had never said a word from beginning to end, and his expression had never changed. Even the expression and vision in his eyes had never changed. It was like a corpse that could move by itself. All of this began to make his heart that was regretful from the beginning of seeing the other party's face even more painful.

At the same time, he hated the witch sects even more, especially those with various powers, the Great Sin of the Witch Cult.

Ding! Ding!

Ding ~!

“…”

"Grandma, if it were you, what would you like me to do?"

“What should I do?”

He sighed in his heart, and while calmly blocking the opponent's ruthless attack, Reinharut asked softly, even if he was sure that the other party would not answer.

“…”

After a while of silence, Reinharut launched the "heart-transmitting protection", allowing the opponent to roughly understand the thoughts of the opponent, and impose the protection that conveys content to the designated object on himself and the other party.

However...

Apart from the opponent's still fierce attack, he received no reply!

The other person's heart was blank?

In the other party's mind, he didn't think about anything, nor did he respond to his call. There, it was like a pool of stagnant water...

And if there is such a situation, there is only one possibility, that is: the other party is indeed a corpse now!

Bang!!

clang~!

After blocking the opponent's stabbing with one sword and bounced away by slapping the blade, Reinharut finally completely extinguished the last trace of fantasy in his heart and sighed.

"Oh!"

"Yeah?"

"I think I understand..."

After sighing, his blue eyes, unique to the Astraya family, who had doubts, hesitations, sadness and unbearance, finally gradually became firm.

"Don't worry!"

"grandmother……"

"I won't let the Witch Cult continue to blaspheme you..."

"They will definitely pay the price for it!!"

"must!"

Judgment!

As he said that, Reinharut launched the "Guard of Judgment", and then the blue eyes firmly locked the other party's body.

“!!”

"Sure enough, it's the 'guard of death'!"

"It seems that the battle will be decided quickly. Otherwise, no matter who you hurt, grandmother, you must be very guilty, right?"

As soon as the words fell, he had completely figured out the power level of "grandmother" and his current real state. After knowing that the person standing in front of him and fighting with him was not his real grandmother but just a puppet controlled by the evil men of the Witch Cult with evil magic, Reinharut finally broke out.

“It’s time to end…”

The next moment, the endless sword energy began to form a vortex and rotated around Reinharut as the center.

The huge magic began to spontaneously surge towards his body from the surrounding air. At the same time, the sword blade of the dragon sword "Red" in his hand began to resonate with a slight trembling and burst out with dazzling light.

The title of "strongest on the ground" by Reinharut is not a false reputation. Although the "grandmother" in front of him is indeed very powerful, and it is even so strong that no one in this city except him and a little girl is her opponent, but the other party is no longer a sword saint, no longer a dragon sword, and no soul, it is just a body and instinct and the "guard of death" fighting.

In comparison, the other party is still much worse than his darling of the world who has more than 40 types of enhanced protection and can also obtain and use more enhanced protection.

so……

The protection of arrows, the protection of light!

After inspiring two protective gears again, Reinharut raised his dragon sword ‘Red’ high, preparing to use a long-range light attribute attack to completely "finish" his ‘grandmother’ and allow the other party to rest in peace.

"Feel sorry!"

"Dear grandmother, I must do this, please forgive me..."

After sighing in a low voice, before the other party was about to rush up and fight with him again without hesitation, Reinharut finally suddenly slashed the sword that must be killed.

“!!”

"What?!!"

However, at the critical moment when he was about to be truly cut off, he stopped forcibly.

Because, at this time, he found that suddenly, his hair and beard were all white, and his face was strong, but at this moment, he looked over and looked ferociously. He suddenly held a sword and crossed his sword in front of him, forcibly blocking his killing attack that was about to be cut.

"you!!"

"Are you crazy?!"

After seeing the person's face clearly, Reinharut hurriedly stopped the offensive forcibly, while angrily scolding the other party.

"It's you who are crazy!!!"

"evil creature!!"

"What do you want to do to my Theresia again?!!"

That's right, the person who came was Wilheim, who was ordered by Kurschul and brought to support this city.

When he was fighting with the Witch Cultists in the distant street, he had not noticed the abnormality here. However, when he saw that his "invincible" grandson was actually entangled by an enemy of the Witch Cult for a long time and could not win, he was confused and worried and rushed to check it alone.

But it doesn't matter if it doesn't look at it. When he saw it, he seemed to explode. He stared at his blood-stained eyes and rushed over with a terrifying face. At the last moment, he almost stopped the atrocities of a certain evil beast grandson.

"I don't!"

"It's you!"

"Wake up quickly!"

"She is no longer my grandmother. You can see clearly for yourself. She has been taught to control by the witch. Now she is just a corpse!"

"Get out of the way, let me completely rescue her and let her rest in peace soon!"

Seeing that the "grandmother" opposite was rushing towards the back of her unprepared grandfather, Reinharut quickly swept his sword energy and stopped him.

"Stop!"

"She is Theresia, my Theresia..."

"You evil beast!!!"

In a hurry, seeing that his beloved wife was forced back by his grandson again, Wilheim, who was afraid that the other party would be injured, did not bother to think about anything else, but instead roared with his sword and rushed towards Reinharut to fight to the death.

clang!!!

“?!”

"Are you really crazy?!"

Although he seemed to have easily blocked the opponent's all-out attack, under the opponent's full strength, Reinharut still had to be forced back dozens of steps by the huge force.

"It's dangerous here!"

"Get out of the way, be awake, old man, she is no longer my grandmother, she is dead, she has been dead for more than ten years!"

"Now, she is just a body controlled by the Witch Cult!!"

"Let me finish it all!"

"Please!!!"

But even so, Reinharut did not dare to have an attack, and could only grit his teeth in secretly and grieve and explain the advice to the other party. The crazy grandfather who wanted him to get out of the way and quickly ended everything here before the sword energy and the ultimate blow he had gathered had not yet disintegrated.

"No!"

"Don't even think about hurting her again!"

"Don't think about it!!"

At this time, Wilheim's eyes were covered in blood and his expression was crazy.

However……

When he slowly turned around and looked at the red-haired woman who was standing silently and walking towards him step by step with a slightly stiff pace, the expression on his face instantly changed into endless tenderness, pity and an obsessive smile from the bottom of his heart.

"Tresia..."

"My Theresia..."

"Is it really you?"

Wilheim put down his sword and called out the other party's name affectionately.

He saw that the other party was indeed his wife, and he was as beautiful as before, looking like he was only thirty or forty years old?

only……

I don’t know what happened, but the other party’s clothes were so broken, and it looked like they hadn’t changed it for a long time. I guess the other party must have suffered a lot during this period, right?

But it doesn't matter. Now that he is here, he has found her, everything will be fine, he firmly believes that it will.

"You can see it clearly for yourself!"

"She is dead!"

"There is no sign of life on her body, no magic, no heartbeat, and she has nothing to do with a living person!!"

"Wake up!!"

"Like the eight-armed swordsman that Annatasia and the others encountered, she is now a body controlled by the witch!"

"Get out of here!!"

Seeing that his "grandmother" was walking towards his grandfather Wilheim step by step. Although his relationship with the other party has always been very bad, Reinharut still had to explain anxiously loudly, wanting the other party to move out of the way.

"No!"

"She is my Theresia!"

"You want to hurt her again..."

"Unless, you step over my body!!"

After watching obsessively for a while, the old man Wilheim slowly turned around and once again focused on the sword at the Rhineharut Ring, his face full of ferocious and crazy expressions.

However, he did not know that when he exposed his unprepared back to his dream-ridden "wife", the rusted sword in the other party's hand was slowly lifted up.

“…”

Looking at his grandfather's red eyes, ferocious expressions and tears on his cheeks, and then looking at the other party's firm attitude and the "grandmother" who was walking forward step by step with expressionless expression behind him, and was raising his hand to prepare a certain sword move, Reinharut knew that he had to make a choice now, and he had to cut the mess quickly, otherwise what awaited him today would be a more tragic ending.

"I will!"

"Feel sorry……"

"I have to do that. If it were grandmother, she would definitely not want her to hurt you..."

While speaking, the "Cloud's Guard" lit up on Reinharut, causing him to slowly float and fly up as if he had lost his gravity.

Then, the fatal slash in his hand suddenly fell down the moment his "grandmother" stabbed towards his grandfather's back!

"No!!!"

Wilheim, who was roaring, fought back angrily, trying his best to block the sword energy that emitted a strong light with his own ability.

However……

While the light emitted by the dragon sword "Red" shone in this area, the shocking blow did not hurt the body of the old man, but hit the body of the red-haired long skirt behind him through him.

Then, the red-haired woman seemed to be struck by lightning, her eyes slightly widened and flew high, and endless light burst out from the woman's body.

Immediately afterwards, when the light gradually dissipated, the unscathed other party was like a puppet that had lost his leash, and fell down while throwing away the sword in his hand.

"No!!!"

A heart-wrenching voice sounded, and Willheim rushed towards the woman regardless.

“…”

At this time, Reinharut also put away the dragon sword and slowly landed from the air with an expressionless face. At the same time, he also removed all the sword energy and protection on his body.

His move just now was not hurt, but fatal, enough to erase everything in that body!

But, I don’t know what happened, but he won without much effort, but he couldn’t be happy.

On the contrary, at this moment, his heart was full of heavy weight, an indescribable sadness and complex emotions.

"No!!!"

The old body fell to the distance, and soon, a heart-wrenching cry sounded.

“…”

"I did nothing wrong, that's what she expected..."

"I did nothing wrong..."

Reinharut walked over step by step indifferently.

Then, when the old man with tears and gritted teeth was about to grab his grandmother's sword and turned to fight him desperately, he took the other party one step ahead, raised his hand sword, and hit Wilheim's neck hard, so that the other party could not react and his eyes rolled over to the body of the woman with long red hair.

...

"ah!!"

"Okay, so awesome!"

When the dust seemed to be settled at the North Gate, the twin little maid Rem, who was watching the "live broadcast" with a bad little girl, finally couldn't help but cover her lips and exclaimed.

“So strong!”

"That's his real strength?"

"this……"

As he looked at it, he saw that the sword saint was so powerful. Thinking about the other party fighting with the enemy for more than ten minutes and being at ease, and thinking about the miserable appearance of her little master being beaten with her table legs that night two days ago, Rem couldn't believe that it was the same person.

“…”

"Lord, Master, if he had the chance to use that move that night, how many chances would you have to win?"

So, after thinking about it, Rem, who was a little confused, finally couldn't help but look at the other scene beside her in a curious tone, and asked Master Anne who had just taken the battle under the high tower of the North Gate to heart.

“Hmm…”

(?˙ー˙?)

"No!"

(??????)

When Rem thought that her Anne master would say a certain number, a bad little girl curled her lips and said this.

"ah?"

“Not much?”

Rem didn't react.

"No, there is no chance at all!"

(*^▽^*)

"It's the kind that infinity is always equal to zero, it should be similar, right?"

(*?′?`?)

"Anyway, that guy is still too weak."

3(???c)

Anyway, Anne knew that whether the other party could beat her depends entirely on her mood, and it had nothing to do with the other party's strength!

If the other party finds something delicious and delicious to make her happy, what if she can barely pretend to let him win?

And if she is in a bad mood, even ten thousand swordsmans can't escape her beating!

(…)

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Chapter completed!