Chapter 689 One second battle
"How about a wager then?" The leader of the rebellion asked.
"A wager, what kind of wager?"
"It's simple really since we are about to have a spar how about having the one who gets a clean hit first be declared the winner and can request something of the other party."
"Hoh, that sounds interesting. Sure, let's decide the winner that way."
"Also for this match how about we don't use any mana?"
"Sure, let's do that."
"Now that we have both agreed, let's start the match. I Frieda the current leader of the Rebellion will be your dance partner."
"I Erste will gladly accept this dance."
The two of them got into fighting stances. Frieda's stance made her look like she was about to sprint, on the other hand, Erste raised the longsword above his head. Erste's stance discarded defense and focused fully on the attack.
When Frieda saw Erste's stance she knew that she and him had the same idea of ending this in one strike.
'Alright then let's see who's faster.'
Even the floor that was reinforced by many rune spells cracked a little from the pressure Frieda's feet were putting on it. The distance between her and Erste was exactly fifty meters, for Frieda, it wouldn't even take a millisecond for her to reach Erste from that distance.
Frieda who burst forward with incredible speed was seeing the world in slow motion. Frieda's extreme speed and her consciousness that could keep up with such a speed were some of the reasons that she was able to hold out against an Old God.
In a world that had slowed down so much that it felt like someone pressed the pause button, Frieda saw Erste swinging his sword downward. Aside from the Old God, she fought this was the first time she saw someone else who was the same as her able to move in her field. That would mean Erste was moving at an incredible speed as well.
Frieda looked at the speed at which Erste's sword was dropping, and she calculated that her speed was faster and she would be able to hit Erste before Erste got to hit her. Knowing this Frieda continued to dash forward as she put more effort into moving faster, but as she was getting nearer her instincts were screaming at her to dodge.
She could not understand why her instincts were making her dodge as everything she was seeing made her sure that she would be able to reach Erste before his strike reached her. As Frieda was getting closer to Erste she noticed that his sword swing sped up a bit. It was then Frieda no longer hesitated and listened to her instincts and stepped to the side.
The very moment Frieda did a sidestep the sword that was slowly moving downward suddenly sped up and almost hit her. If she had moved just a little later she would have lost. Frieda had no time to feel relief as the next strike was coming, still, she continued dashing forward.
The second slash Erste made was faster than the last one, this time Frieda immediately dodged the attack. There was still some distance from Erste, so Frieda gritted her teeth and continued to dash forward.
Surprisingly at this distance even without the use of mana, just the wind pressure from his sword slash was incredibly powerful. Frieda had evaded several strikes now and was getting closer and closer to Erste.
It felt like a lot of time had passed but not even a second had passed since Frieda first dashed forward. If a normal person was watching this scene all they would notice was Frieda disappearing from her spot and the powerful wind pressure that enveloped the entire room.
Frieda finally arrived in front of Erste and quickly spun around and did a roundhouse kick aiming at Erste's neck. Erste caught Frieda's leg with his left hand and was about to counter with his sword.
Frieda wanted to evade but with Erste holding her leg she couldn't do so. Frieda then jumped upward with the strength of one leg evading the sword strike, she then quickly shifted her body weight forward making her fall toward Erste's direction. No matter what form it was as long as she was able to hit Erste first then everything was fine.
As Frieda's body was about to hit Erste, she saw his finger approaching her. In her current position, she had no way to evade the incoming strike so in a desperate attempt she lifted her head a bit and opened her mouth trying to bite the incoming finger, but then she felt something hit she felt something hit her abdomen.
The hilt of Erste's sword had hit Frieda, the move with the finger was nothing more than a distraction.
The entirety of that battle only took less than two seconds. Frieda was on the ground holding her stomach as she glared at Erste.
"Is that the kind of battle you wanted one that ended with trickery?"
"When it comes to battle there are no rules, you can do anything to your advantage."
Hearing Erste's response Frieda pouted.
"I misjudged you."
"I guess you did, but to tell you the truth I wasn't planning to end the fight that way. I was really going to flick your forehead, but I just couldn't help myself since you showed such an opening. Anyway, even if I didn't do that I would have won since it was impossible to dodge my forehead flick."
"Hmph, you don't know that. I could have bitten your finger before you could have reached my forehead."
"Heh, is that so? Anyway, a win is a win. So about that wager."
"... Fine, I won't go back on my word. What do you want from me?"
"Nothing much, it's a very simple request." Erste had a weird smile on his face as he looked at Frieda. Seeing him stare at her like that Frieda felt exposed.
"What is it, is it something perverted? Is it something humiliating? Whatever it is I won't back down! Come on just say it!"
"No need to get so excited, I just wanted you to continue to do your best as the leader of the rebellion."
Frieda could not help but look at Erste with a dumbfounded expression.
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