Two pillars of light rose high into the sky from the Enchanted Forest.
Drawing a magic circle, Lay summoned the Sword of Three Races into his right hand.
Back when I fought Ahid, it had once transformed into the Sword of the Almighty Leviangilma, but Arcana had restored it to its original form and returned it to Lay.
The Sword of Three Races was coated in the <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske> spell, which transformed the love between Lay and Misa into magic power, turning it into a long blade.
Lay took a few steps forward.
âMisa,â he said with a gentle smile to her as she watched him from behind.
âI want to hear your words.â (Lay)
ââŠUh, um⊠wellâŠâ Misa said, looking down shyly and glancing upward.
ââŠI⊠I want to see my beloved Lay winâŠâ (Misa)
In an instant, the light swelled up like an explosion, and the Sword of Three Races clad in <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske> shone brighter than ever before.
Their love now shone the brightest. More than when he fought Avos Dilhevia, and more than when he defeated the Royal Dragon.
And that was only natural, as standing before them were none other than Shin and I.
Even if they were to lose in a contest of magic or swords, they couldnât afford to lose in a contest of <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske>. And that was why Lay and Misaâs bond, their love, burned so passionately.
However, there was one man who glared at that dazzling crystal of love as if it were the nemesis of all parents.
He, too, stepped forward alone to confront Lay.
âI beseech you, My Lord. First, I wish to show them the true meaning of love.â (Shin)
âVery well. Show them to your heartâs content.â (Anos)
I handed Shin an iron sword.
A shining light gathered around the blade. I converted that love into magic power, activating the <Love Sanctuary Teo Aske> spell.
âHow many times have we faced each other now, Lay Grandsley?â (Shin)
âWho knows. Iâve lost count.â (Lay)
Both of them stepped forward a few paces, quietly brandishing their light swords, their gazes locking.
âEver since that swordsmanship training session, Iâve been thinking about something. I made a vow in my heart.â (Lay)
Lay always had a smile on his face, but today, even before theyâd even crossed swords, he looked more serious than usual.
It was the same, or rather, even more intense resolve than back when he said he wouldnât let me pass to protect me.
So he probably had something he desperately wanted to convey.
âThis time, when I face you, I will definitely score one hit.â (Lay)
âQuite a bold claim. But I will score ten hits before that happens.â (Shin)
Shinâs eyes were cold, sharpened like a blade.
He had the same raw murderous intent as when I first met him.
And yet, conflicting feelings also swirled within him, like back when he faced me inside the space of the Wolf of Hiding Gennul and wished for death.
He, too, was getting serious.
Neither two thousand years ago nor since then had they faced off with such intense feelings.
Lay was the challenger, and Shin was the defender.
Both imbued their swords with an unyielding determination to win and immense love.
âHere I come.â (Lay)
âI shall beat you at your own game.â (Shin)
Both Lay and Shin held their swords of love high in the air.
There would be no tricks, nor any evasion technique.
This was a duel of love against love, feelings against feelings.
Even the slightest retreat would mean defeat for them.
ââŠHumph!â (Lay)
With a short sigh, Lay was the first to move.
He brandished his long sword of light and charged head-on at Shin.
âHaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhâŠ.!!â (Lay)
His feelings, his love, radiated from his entire body, scattering particles of light around him.
If one focused their Magic Eyes on him, they could discern his intentions clearly.
âIf I win, thereâs something I want you to hear, Father-in-law!â (Lay)
âShouting will not make your love grow any strongerâŠ!!!â (Shin)
As if to reject Layâs feelings head-on, Shin kicked off the ground and raised his exploding sword of light high.
âYou can spout your nonsense after youâve scored one point, boy!â (Shin)
With a loud clash, the swords of light collided, love fiercely contending with love.
âI will make you hear me out!â (Lay)
âNever!â (Shin)
âNo! You will. This is important. Itâs about your daughter!â (Lay)
A deafening explosion of light went off.
Shin was blown away by the blast of the swords, with his feet scraping against the ground.
âDadâŠ!â Misa screamed anxiously.
This was the result of honing the <Holy Love Sword Explosion Teo Traloth> spell to the extreme.
It was a plea in the form of a powerful strike against the stubborn father who wouldnât listen to the words of his daughterâs lover, forcing the latter to persistently pressure him and demonstrate the magnitude of his own love.
Perhaps thinking that even Shin would not escape unscathed, Misa worriedly focused her Magic Eyes on the center of the explosion.
The explosion of light slowly subsided, revealing a human figure.
Shin was alive.
Or rather, he had completely blocked all of Layâs full-powered <Holy Love Sword Explosion Teo Traloth> with his own sword of love.
âIs that the extent of the love between you two?â (Shin)
âIâm not done yetâŠ!!â (Lay)
Raising his feelings and swinging his love down, Lay repeatedly struck Shinâs sword with <Holy Love Sword Explosion Teo Traloth>.
But Shin continued to take every blow head-on.
âThis is an important matter. I will make you listen. I swear it on this love of ours!!â (Lay)
âI wonât, I wonât, I wonât, I wonât, I wonât listen! Is that all youâve got, boy?!â (Shin)
It seemed as if he wasnât listening at all, and that he was unaffected.
ââŠHaa⊠HaaâŠâ (Lay)
Once again, they were locked in a fierce struggle, with Rayâs breathing becoming heavy.
Their blades clashed violently, and sparks flew between their eyes.
âDo you understand, Ray? Do you know why your <Holy Love Sword Explosion Teo Traloth> is being completely blocked by Shinâs sword? Because this is one form of loveâŠâ (Anos)
As if persistently waiting under the eaves of their house while waiting for his girlfriendâs stubborn father to hear him out, Lay continued to unleash a barrage of <Holy Love Sword Explosion Teo Traloth> over and over.
Each of his slashes was like a grovel of love, which he repeated again and again through the snow and everything.
However, Shinâs sword smashed them down head-on.