The Absolute Godspeed of Infinite Worlds

She was a girl with short peach-gold hair, wearing glasses, and had an incredibly cute appearance.

She looked about the same age as Eiji, with a slightly petite figure and a youthful face that easily stirred protective instincts. However, her body was surprisingly well-developed, with a bust size second only to Eiji's senior sister, tightly constrained by her school uniform.

Unlike Renren Tomaru, this was a girl with a lot of "fate" tied to her.

When she turned and saw Eiji, her pupils trembled, and she let out a scream like a fan seeing their idol. Stars sparkled in her eyes, filled with surprise and admiration.

"He looked incredibly handsome in the video, but the real person is no less impressive—if anything, even more dreamlike! This is amazing!"

The girl's heart leaped with excitement.

No one knew that after filming the video yesterday, she had watched it over ten times that night. She had taken screenshots of the handsome boy from every angle, printed them out, and tucked them under her pillow like treasures, sleeping soundly with them.

Then, when she woke up in the morning, she had to change her underwear.

Now, the real person was standing right in front of her. It was simply subarashii(Amazing)!

She really wanted to put down her camera and rush over to hug this handsome boy, but thinking of her dreams and responsibilities, she reluctantly gave up on the idea.

She was a journalist with professional ethics. She had to resist all temptations and seize the first-hand news material.

"Ahem, but that boy is only an F-Rank knight. I heard his Magic Power is F-Rank, while Princess Stella's Magic Power is three hundred times his. How can he win?"

The girl coughed lightly to calm herself down and shifted her focus back to the duel.

For a Blazer, the most important metric was total Magic Power.

Magic Power was an innate spiritual energy—a special force that couldn't be increased through training. It was the most crucial quality for a Blazer.

This energy could even be likened to the fate energy a person was born with. Everything was predestined, and everyone was assigned an absolute order at birth, with no room for resistance.

Those destined for greatness would achieve greatness.

When the League evaluated a Blazer's rank, they first examined their Blazer ability, then tested their total Magic Power and Magic Control, followed by metrics like Attack Power and Defense.

Physical fitness was the least significant metric. No one deliberately trained their physical fitness because using Magic Power could achieve similar effects.

For example, magic bursts could greatly enhance one's explosive power, significantly improving attack power. With a magic power level like Stella's, a magic burst could amplify her strength by five or six times!

In such a scenario, physical fitness naturally wasn't valued.

Despite possessing an incredibly rare and powerful Causation Interference type Blazer ability, Eiji's evaluation as a Blazer was only E-Rank because his total Magic Power and Magic Control were both at the lowest F-Rank.

What did F-Rank Magic Power mean?

According to League statistics, it was about one-tenth of the average.

Meanwhile, Stella's Magic Power, according to the well-informed camera girl beside him, was thirty times the average—in other words, three hundred times Eiji's.

Ikki Kurogane's Magic Power, like Eiji's, was also F-Rank.

Even with his physical advantage, under the overwhelming force of Stella's magic bursts, he didn't dare to take even a single strike from her.

This was a completely straightforward, head-on assault, grand and imposing, leaving all who witnessed it in awe.

Eiji was so envious he felt like his soul was splitting.

If his Magic Power were as strong as Stella's, he might already be invincible.

"Ikki Kurogane has lasted this long for a reason. Whether he can win or not, we'll find out if we keep watching."

Eiji shifted his gaze back, his pitch-black eyes fixed intently on the two figures in the arena.

His eyes were like ultra-high-definition cameras, capturing every movement of the two combatants and projecting them into his mind, where he continuously simulated, practiced, and analyzed their techniques in his mental space.

His swordsmanship talent was top-tier, unmatched by anyone.

"It's about time for a counterattack..."

Eiji muttered to himself.

Boom!

In an instant, as soon as he finished speaking, the situation on the field changed dramatically.

Ikki Kurogane, who had been scrambling to evade, suddenly sharpened his gaze, gripped his sword, and closed the distance. With a single strike, he forced the princess back.

"No way! He's really counterattacking?"

The camera girl was instantly thrilled, though her excitement was mixed with deep confusion.

"But how is this possible? Princess Stella's strength far surpasses his!"

"He's grasped her sword techniques."

Eiji, feeling a sense of goodwill toward the girl due to their shared "fate," decided to explain.

"During his constant dodging earlier, Ikki Kurogane gradually grasped the flow of Stella's swordsmanship, learned it, mastered it, and even improved upon it, discovering its weaknesses."

From the start of the match until now, about three minutes had passed.

In those three minutes, Ikki Kurogane had deciphered Stella's royal swordsmanship, replicated it, and used a refined version of the princess's own techniques to push her back.

In other words, he had purely used skill to overcome strength.

"Oh, so he stole her sword techniques?"

The camera girl suddenly understood.

"A swordsman's strategy can't be called stealing!"

Eiji immediately turned to her, visibly displeased. "At most, it's learning. It's learning! Don't just throw around words like 'stealing'!"

If Ikki Kurogane was a thief, then Eiji was a bandit—because in less than a few dozen seconds, he had already deciphered both Ikki Kurogane's and Stella's sword techniques and figured out their weaknesses.

"That's what you're concerned about?"

The camera girl was stunned.

Well, the handsome boy was also a swordsman, so he might be sensitive about this sort of thing... But his expression just now was so cute! I regret not capturing it!

"However, with just this level of skill, it's impossible to defeat that princess."

Eiji looked back at the arena, but this time, his gaze was entirely focused on the princess.

Stella Vermillion.

The embodiment of talent, hailed as a once-in-a-decade genius in the Blazer world, possessed a Natural Interference-type Blazer ability: flame manipulation.

The flames she released could reach temperatures of 3,000 degrees Celsius, making them unstoppable in attack and nearly impregnable in defense.

***

In the arena.

"I originally wanted to settle this more fairly."

Stella Vermillion's fiery twin tails fluttered in the air as intense flames flickered around her. She paid her respects to Ikki Kurogane's skill but had no intention of handing him the victory.

After being suppressed by Ikki's techniques and nearly struck by his blade, she finally activated her magic, covering herself in a cloak of flames.

"—Empress Dress!"

High temperature itself was a natural barrier. When her entire body was enveloped in magical flames, even bullets from a submachine gun would vaporize instantly.

Ordinary swords couldn't possibly penetrate that defense, and Ikki Kurogane found himself in an even greater crisis.

***

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