That Day I Became A Daughter Of The Demon Lord
Episodes 35.5

*PoV* Author*

The two stared at each other, humbling each other. They both gave off pitch-black, opposing auras, unwilling to fuse, even though they were both black. Behind Edgar, Rekta had already started attacking the lowly demons that were attacking him. Believe it or not, Rekta's sword ability was only one level below him. If only the man was also good at magic, he would surely be able to rival Edgar.

This was also one of the reasons Edgar had Rekta as Felicia's personal bodyguard. Because of his loyalty and cleverness.

A green magic circle was created right in front of Claude. Slowly, a sword with a golden handle and snake-shaped carvings emerged from it. The man smiled slantingly, pulling the sword out of the portal. Instantly the sword was instantly shrouded in green-colored magic power. It's about a meter long. Claude held his sword in one hand, pointing it at Edgar.

Edgar pulled out his gun. A magic circle appeared before him, issuing a sword that looked larger than Claude's. On the handle was a pair of pitch-black gems. And the moment Edgar touched his sword, the pair of gems instantly turned blood red. A red-colored magic power instantly enveloped the entire side of the sword.

Claude moved first. In less than a second he had been in front of Edgar, turning his body while raising his sword horizontally. The target was Edgar's stomach. But the attack he could handle easily. It was quite a powerful attack, as the sound created sounded quite loud. The air behind Edgar moved.

Not just getting there. Claude was now directing successive attacks at Edgar. His magic-covered sharp sword he brutally lay as he moved forward to dominate Edgar. The trees behind Edgar were cut off because of Claude. He smiled slanted. The red iris looked terrible.

All attacks can be repelled by Edgar. He refrains from striking back to see how clever Claude is at playing his weapon. After seeing, Edgar admitted that the sword ability of this person could not be underestimated. But still Edgar is superior to him, especially in terms of witchcraft.

A prick he pointed to Edgar's right waist. The black-haired man spun to the left so that the prick only hit empty air. As he turned, Edgar lifted his right leg and aimed a kick at Claude's left waist. Claude first realized that Edgar would kick him so he jumped twice to the back.

Edgar stepped forward, pointing a stab at Claude's chest. However Claude quickly turned his body 90° to the right, raising his sword vertically upwards, right towards Edgar's sword.

Claude's attack just barely made Athanacius—the name of Edgar—'s sworddespite his hand. Fortunately, he held the sword tightly.

The incision wound made Edgar go up. The iris instantly glowed. He quickly aimed a back-to-back attack at Claude. The green-haired man looked quite overwhelmed dodging from his attack.

"Well, whoa. It was true what the old rascal said to me," Claude said as their two swords clashed, only to see whose impulse was stronger.

Edgar remained silent, concentrating his strength in hand to push Claude's sword.

"You're not so good with swords, Ed. Your weakness. You can only magic and magic. Heheh, weak."

"Weak, huh?" Edgar could not control his emotions. His black aura grew even more dense.

Now he let Claude's sword thrust triumph. The man came forward and pointed a stab at Edgar's chest. Claude did not predict that Edgar would form a magic ball with a diameter of 1 meter in his left hand and throw the magic ball towards Claude.

Claude did not have time to avoid, too happy with the fact that Edgar's sword ability was not so extraordinary as the uncle said. He also thought that after being insulted by the word "weak", Edgar would not use his magic and continued to fight with him until the end. The arrogant nature of Edgar that made Claude think like that.

And it turns out his prediction was wrong.

A big explosion was created. His voice sounded so loud, accompanied by the scream of a man who sounded so painful. Claude was thrown quite far away. His body full of burns struck a tree and fell to the ground. He quickly stood up. It seems that the attack was enough to make him realize that Edgar was not stupid.

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