"Anyone can see that!"
Touka shrugged and spoke curiously.
"That montum at the banquet just now was actually still restrained, right? Just what level have you reached?"
"You'll get to see it soon, senior sister!"
Eiji imdiately laughed.
Yuudai Moroboshi wasn't an opponent to be taken lightly—it seed necessary to give his senior sister so special guidance.
On the other side.
"Are you saying that earlier montum was the work of that God of War's disciple?"
The room had no lights, as if the owner disliked turning them on.
In this dim space, Amane Shinomiya and a man in martial attire were chatting and laughing.
"Correct. I thought he'd be an opponent you'd appreciate, so I made so special arrangents~"
"Hmph, unnecessary actions."
The martial-attired man held a nodachi in his embrace, never letting it leave his person.
"If he's strong enough, we'll naturally face each other. Don't waste your clever tricks in the wrong places."
Amane Shinomiya's explanation couldn't sway him in the slightest.
He even referred to Amane Shinomiya's abilities as "clever tricks," his tone completely devoid of fear.
Amane Shinomiya choked back a subtle response.
"I just hope you won't defeat him too easily."
"Silence. It's not your place to instruct ."
The man looked down on him condescendingly, not taking him seriously at all.
"I'll handle this in my own style."
Amane Shinomiya quietly clicked his tongue in frustration.
Ouma wasn't soone easily swayed—he ant what he said and was stubborn enough that ten oxen couldn't pull him back.
These swordsn, every last one of them had such strong personalities, didn't they?
Whatever.
If that guy couldn't even get past Ouma, then he'd just find another opportunity to "get along peacefully" with him!
"I was thinking of going out tonight... but never mind."
Kurogane Ouma sat by the bed and closed his eyes.
His breathing grew increasingly heavy, as if he were accumulating sothing.
That earlier montum was truly extraordinary.
Unconsciously, he had already beco serious.
...
The next day.
In the early morning, crowds flowed like tides toward the bay area.
Countless spectators entered the do-shaped arena built by the seaside from all directions. Millions of tourists made the coastal city roar with excitent, bustling enough to reach the heavens.
That do-shaped arena was precisely this year's venue for the Seven Star Sword Art Festival!
Even though it was midsumr, nothing could dampen people's enthusiasm.
"Wow, so many people!"
Renren Tomaru hugged a box of popcorn, looking utterly amazed.
Every one of the tens of thousands of seats in the entire arena was completely filled!
"Good thing Kanata bought our tickets in advance. Otherwise, we'd be sitting on the streets right now, watching the live broadcast on outdoor screens under the scorching sun!"
This year's Seven Star Sword Art Festival was incredibly popular, with tickets being extrely hard to obtain. Countless people were offering high prices online for scalped tickets—fortunately, they had a wealthy friend.
Kanata Totokubara smiled without speaking.
"They're here."
At one point, she gestured with her chin toward the area below the stands.
"They look like they're in good spirits."
Soon, the four mbers of Hagun Academy, led by Eiji, arrived in front of their spectator section.
The four of them appeared fully prepared, each brimming with energy.
It seed they could all face today's matches in their best condition.
At the sa ti, representative competitors from various schools could be seen entering the arena through passageways from all directions.
"Wahahahaha! Little junior, it seems your draw luck isn't very good this ti!"
Suddenly, a high-pitched, boisterous laugh rang out from the stands above.
"That voice..."
Just after eting up with Kanata and the others, Eiji rubbed the goosebumps on his arms.
In a blur, a figure drifted down lightly from above.
The bright red kimono, the large bow, the iron fan in her hand, and her elentary school student-like physique—everything pointed to her identity.
"Expired loli, what are you doing here?"
Eiji wore an expression of disgust.
"Oh my, has the little brat grown up and started itching for a spanking?"
Saikyo Nene's face twisted.
"What did you just call ?"
"Expired loli!"
Eiji leaned back tactically, striking an irreverent pose.
Sorry, I'm feeling cocky!
I don't have to put up with the expired loli's attitude anymore, hahaha!
"Very well, it seems you've grown so backbone! Just wait until after the matches—I'll teach you a lesson!"
Saikyo Nene's small face was filled with ferocity.
"Hah, bring it on!"
Eiji's face was full of disdain.
I still rember clearly the faint trace of fear on your face when you talked about the Twin-Wings sword style!
Bet you didn't expect this!
I am the second Twin-Wings!
"Saikyo-sensei, where is Stella?"
Kurogane Ikki peered behind her, his expression puzzled.
"That girl and I didn't co together, but she should be on her way here now."
Saikyo Nene waved her iron fan a couple of tis, looking aningfully at the group.
"That girl truly surprised —she might beco your biggest obstacle in winning the championship this year!"
Stella had been undergoing special training with her until recently.
Judging by her deanor, Stella's abilities might have improved trendously.
Hearing this, Kurogane Ikki's expression turned serious for a mont, lost in thought.
Before long.
"Bzzzt—!"
A piercing microphone feedback sound ca from the speakers.
Like dolphins responding to a signal, the tens of thousands of spectators in the arena quickly quieted down, watching the podium area with eager anticipation.
Eiji and the other competitors also grew solemn, awaiting the opening announcent.
"People say: Conflict is evil, for it breeds hatred.
People say: Peace is beautiful, for it nurtures excellence.
People say: Violence is sinful, for it harms the innocent.
People say: Harmony is good, for it shows care for others.
Those with conscience remaining all think this way.
But even so, people still yearn for strength!
Unparalleled power! Unmatched valor!
Overwhelming force that can sweep away thousands of troops!
Absolute power that allows one to act freely and move unhindered!
Who can claim they've never desired it? Who can claim they've never aspired to it?
The dream everyone yearns for from the mont they're born; the dream everyone must eventually abandon because it's too distant!
And today, young n and won stand on this stage, risking their lives to challenge one another
From Seven Stars Academy and the newly established private Akatsuki Academy, thirty-two elites selected from eight schools across the nation! Each one is a knight of exceptional valor, chosen from among thousands, but today only one shall beco the nation's top-ranked 〈Seven Star Sword King〉!
To determine supremacy through the blades in their hands—this is the tradition of knights!
The ti has co. Thirty-two elite knights, at this mont alone, none shall condemn you. Follow your hearts, exert your full strength, and compete until the very end!
Now then, I declare—the Sixty-Second Seven Star Sword Art Festival, begins!
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