Chapter 108: The Unknown Swordsman Passing By
I feel a little regretful that I couldn't die in my hometown; I feel a little pity that I couldn't stop my father's plan; I feel a little sorry that I couldn't protect the guild...
But Mr. Gang's heart was unexpectedly calm at this moment. He thought of many things at this moment, including his country, his benefactor, his father, his responsibilities, his companions... Everything that had happened in the past twenty years flashed before his eyes like a kaleidoscope.
He heard the shouts of his companions coming from the guild; he saw the white clouds in the sky, the leaves blown by the wind, the tattered guild, the gradually dimming defense magic circle, and Jupiter ready to strike...
Finally, he saw a bright white flash of a knife.
Swish!
Not only did the slashing blow coming from somewhere cut off the dark shot fired by Joseph, but it also passed in front of Mistgon with a gust of wind, blowing the mask on his face and the cloak on his back.
who is it?
This flash of knife light undoubtedly surprised everyone.
Whether it was Joseph or Mistgang, or the members of the guild waiting in Mira and Lucy who were watching this scene, they were all stunned by this unexpected turn of events.
"Who is it?" Joseph exclaimed.
Is there still someone to support us at this time? Is it the helpers that old man Markov has found? Or does that kid named Kira have some tricks up his sleeve?
Is it Laxus? No, his magic is lightning, elemental magic, and he is on a mission!
Is it Gildarts? No, his magic is crushing, he is good at close combat, and he is also on a quest!
The attack just now was swordsmanship, a pure slash!
Joseph had collected intelligence about Fairy Tail, and found that no one in the entire guild had such swordsmanship! Even Erza's swordsmanship was far from reaching such a level!
A familiar voice came: "You old bastard, what do you want to do to our country's prince?"
Joseph looked in the direction of the sound and discovered that the source of the sound was a hundred meters away from him. A figure happened to be standing in the direction of the sun. He couldn't see his face clearly, but he could see that he was holding a long sword in his right hand.
Joseph was shocked: "How can he control such a powerful and precise strike at such a long distance?"
"Who are you?" Joseph asked. He had some guesses in his mind, but he didn't dare to believe it.
"You ask who I am? I'm just an unknown swordsman who likes to stand up for the weak!"
The man gradually approached, and as his appearance became clearer, everyone at the scene widened their eyes in disbelief.
He has fine red hair on his head, a white dress dancing in the wind, and charming sky-blue eyes. He has the same appearance , the same voice, and the same powerful strength as that familiar companion; they also have similar clothes, similar tone, and similar style of doing things.
A series of questions popped up in Joseph's mind: "Kira Hopelet?! Aren't you supposed to be in Phantom? Why are you here?! What's with this outfit? When did he learn such powerful swordsmanship? I've never heard of it!"
"Don't mistake me for someone else! I'm not that incredibly handsome guy in your guild! If we hadn't just happened to meet, I wouldn't have bothered to make a move!"
In the guild tavern, Lucy was overjoyed when she saw Kira: "It's Kira, now they are saved!"
"How amazing! He actually cut off the Phantom's headquarters and cannons with one move. Does Kira have such swordsmanship?!"
But Mira frowned slightly: "No... this person is not Kira!"
"Eh...you said he's not Kira?" Lucy asked, "But this is obviously Kira, right? Even though he's wearing different clothes..."
"No! Judging from the move this guy just made, he should be a very powerful swordsman, but Kira doesn't know swordsmanship at all!"
"Is there such a thing?"
"Yes," Mira nodded, "Although Kira's magic is very strong and he often uses some magic items, when it comes to physical skills and swordsmanship, he can only be considered average."
"Maybe you just don't know? After all, his magic is so strong, and he doesn't always get the chance to show it, right?"
Mira shook her head with amusement: "You don't know him yet. If Kira really had such a level of swordsmanship, it would have been known to everyone long ago!"
"Especially, I will definitely compete with Erza in swordsmanship in front of everyone in the guild!"
“Uh… is that so… hehe…”
The man who looked exactly like Kira raised his sword and pointed it at Joseph's old face, and asked politely, "Hey! You old, ugly, wretched guy over there who looks like he crawled out of a monster's feces, can you stop your attack and roll back into your intestines?"
Although his tone sounded polite, what he said was not very nice.
Mistgang looked at the familiar yet strange figure in front of him and asked cautiously: "Are you..."
But his question was quickly interrupted by Kira in front of him: "As a prince of a country, you were beaten like this in a foreign land. It's too lame! What have you been doing these years? Are you playing house? Your strength hasn't improved at all!"
There was a flash of disbelief in Mistugang's eyes, but he quickly calmed down and said with relief: "So it's you... Why are you here?"
This wave is stable!
The man did not answer his question. He just put the knife on his shoulder and walked closer, staring at Mistgang on the ground, completely ignoring Joseph whose face was becoming increasingly ugly.
"You can't even beat someone of this level, are you still a prince? Or should I be the king in the future? Since you decided to come here, you should have the determination to make yourself stronger and be willing to give everything for change!"
The sword energy lingered within three feet around him, hidden but not released, like a sword that has not been unsheathed. It did not show its edge, but it was frightening. It was the aura that was naturally honed through countless battles and belonged to a kendo master.
Having never heard of such a person in the Kingdom of Fiore, Joseph asked uncertainly: "You are not Kira Hopelet, who are you?"
"I'm Kira!"
Joseph was furious when he heard this. Kira? Kira again!
He didn't know what the relationship was between this Kira and that Kira, but this face, this attitude, these behaviors, all irritated his nerves and declared that the two were enemies.
The death magic in his hand reappeared, and at the same time he controlled the Jupiter cannon to blast over: "Damn kid! Die! Dark Spiral!!"
Facing the oncoming attack, Kira was not in a hurry. He sheathed the sword with his backhand and pressed his hand on the hilt: "You dare to show off your magic in front of me?"
As if he had sensed it, he took a step to the right and slightly sideways, easily avoiding Joseph's magic. Kira shuttled easily among the countless spirals of dark magic. His movements were smooth and flowing without any waste. Then he looked at the magic cannon that was falling from the sky and was about to reach him.
In an instant, he drew his sword and slashed!
A slash with white light was emitted from the sword in his hand, and the cluster artillery, which was originally formed by pure magic power, seemed to be given a physical body and deviated from its direction under the influence of the slash.
"You actually used a slash to deflect the Jupiter Cannon?"
Joseph was very surprised. If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that someone could deflect the magic cannon with one knife.
Mistgang was also surprised because...
"Idiot! That direction is..."
boom!
After a loud bang, Amaterasu's defensive magic circle completely dissipated under the combination of this beam of artillery shells and flying slashes , and the guild, which had already been badly wounded, was exposed!
"What are you doing?!" Mistgang shouted anxiously.
"Ah...what's wrong?"
Kira's eyes drooped, as if he had no idea what he had done.
The current situation is a mixed bag. The bad thing is that the guild's defenses are gone, making it even more dangerous; but the good thing is that the people inside can come out to help, and Jupiter still has an hour to recover.
Seeing the protective shield disappear, everyone in the guild ran out directly.
“Hahahahaha…”
Seeing the magic circle finally disappear, Joseph laughed wildly: "You guys, you really did a good thing!"
"It's much easier now. Cry for your impending death, you bastard fairies!!"
Swish!
Another flash of a knife passed behind him, and Joseph's laughter stopped abruptly. As if he sensed something, he turned his head stiffly and fixed his gaze on his guild.
A thin slash came down diagonally from above, and after a sharp sound of breaking through the air, the six-legged mobile castle broke directly into two pieces!
