Anime, Girlfriend Shokuhou Misaki

"It's coming..."

Accompanied by the sharp sound of air being torn apart, the sword, accelerated to its extreme, pierced forth, and a glint of sharp light flashed in Makoto Haramura's eyes.

The blade cleaved through bone and flesh, as he felt the sensation of piercing through.

Blood, redder than magma, spurted out, staining the battleground that had transformed into a white floating island.

The pool of blood seethed and bubbled, as if it were a burning flame.

Without a doubt.

This was Stella's blood alone, the blood of the dragon belonging to the 'Crimson Princess'.

"Aaaaaaaah——"

Showing absolutely no mercy, even bordering on ruthlessness.

Stella's abdominal pressure increased, as if her internal organs were about to be squeezed out, and she groaned in pain, clutching her wound.

This was an injury that would be fatal to ordinary people, completely depriving them of their ability to move.

However, Stella was now a dragon.

In addition to sharp claws, a powerful body, and sturdy scales, dragons also possess regenerative abilities far exceeding those of normal creatures.

An injury like this would only take Stella a minute to restore her body to perfect condition.

"As expected, I'm going to lose, I'm going to lose again."

Her vision swayed, and her limbs felt weak.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm really not reconciled. I've been working so hard every day, and yet I still suffer such a crushing defeat."

If she had lost after a hearty and exhilarating battle, she wouldn't be in this state of mind.

Although her personal desire to win was extremely strong, she wouldn't necessarily be unable to accept it if the victor was her lover.

However.

Up until now, she hadn't even forced out Makoto Haramura's true strength.

Not to mention anything else, Makoto Haramura's Spirit Gear, Twelve Engravings, had only used the Third Engraving so far.

"Stella, you need to pursue your own true strength."

"Your power should be more than this, isn't it?"

In her dazed state, she should have been unable to hear clearly, but Makoto Haramura's words still entered Stella's ears, one word at a time.

(What, what does this mean? I've clearly tried my best.)

(But why is Makoto's voice so confident?)

That's right, Makoto Haramura's tone was confident.

This kind of confident tone was as if Makoto Haramura knew her better than she knew herself.

Do I really have other powers?

The power of the dragon has already been developed to its limit, and no matter how hard I try recently, it won't increase as rapidly as it did a few days ago.

"Haven't you possessed it since you were little? Haven't you always understood it?"

"The thing that supports you to this day."

Makoto Haramura's voice came again.

The thing that supports me to this day?

The safety of my family, the safety of my people.

It is precisely because of these two that she can possess tenacious perseverance, and that she can always climb spiritedly towards higher places.

These words fell into Stella's ears, immediately like a morning bell, smashing through her heart fiercely, making her whole person excited.

Yes!

It's tenacious perseverance that's right.

What has always made her proud of herself, what has always made her arrogant, has never been her powerful Blade Art ability, never been her powerful magic power.

But it's her tenacious perseverance.

She didn't have any abilities when she was little.

Her ability awakened when she was six years old.

Theoretically speaking, an ability like hers shouldn't have awakened at such a young age.

A child's body simply can't bear it.

So the doctors who were brought by her father and mother at the time almost all concluded that she would not live past the age of eight.

Sooner or later, she would die from the increasingly strong magic power she emitted, eventually burning her body to death.

But she still survived.

If her body temperature couldn't be lowered, she would forcibly cool it down.

As long as she felt hot, regardless of spring, summer, autumn, or winter, she would jump directly into the water.

In this way, she forcibly persisted for two years, and she finally reached the time when a Blader could barely train their Blade Art ability.

Then she had no way to cool down with water.

The degree of pain was far higher than before.

After all, she was unconsciously emitting her magic power before, causing burns, and the intensity was not too strong.

But now, if she wanted to control her ability, she needed to actively induce the ability on her body surface.

This was far beyond the previous heat.

Every time she felt that scalding sensation, she felt as if she was about to die.

But she persevered.

Just because she missed being held by her parents when she was a child, and missed being able to lie in her parents' arms.

She could still sit at the table and eat with her family.

All of these were impossible after she awakened her Blade Art ability.

So she persisted again.

It took her a year to master her ability, so that the ability would not lose control due to the dissipation of magic power.

Then, Famillion had a problem.

Although her father faced his family with a smile every day, the alliance was too harsh on these small countries, on these small countries without high-level Bladers.

It was because in this society where Bladers were supreme, Famillion did not have powerful Bladers.

The entire country didn't even have an A-rank Magic Knight, and even the number of B-rank Knights could be counted on one hand.

So she started training herself again for the sake of her family.

She was a natural A-rank Magic Knight, and as long as she could fully develop her strength, she could become the shelter of this country.

So that Famillion could raise its head in the alliance and fight for more rights for the country.

Therefore, she began to retrain herself and train herself.

In order to better develop her abilities, she even traveled across the ocean to the country of Japan.

Here, with systematic education, her strength has grown significantly.

Even with the help of her lover, she has completely mastered her hidden abilities.

I've become complacent!

Stella realized this fact.

Although she claimed that she had been working hard all the time, and had been working hard to train herself.

However, she knew very well that she had become complacent.

After fully awakening the dragon's ability, the daily increase in strength had made her think that her strength was enough to fight for enough benefits for Famillion.

In fact, that was indeed the case.

So far, Stella has proven to the world that she, as an A-rank Knight, is overwhelmingly powerful against other Knights.

She didn't pursue the victory of the Seven Star Sword Dance Festival so much.

She didn't really want to avenge herself on Makoto so much.

After all, he is her lover! Losing to a lover who has helped her a lot is nothing, is it?

This is the most true thought in her heart.

Wanting to beat Makoto Haramura is just her superficial thought, a self-deceiving thought.

But that's not okay!

She has let down Makoto's expectations of her.

It is clear that Makoto has awakened his new ability and created new sword skills for today's battle.

She faced Makoto with such an indecisive attitude, which is undoubtedly an insult to Makoto's serious attitude.

At the same time, this is also an insult to the expectations of the people of Famillion, and the expectations of her father and mother.

Didn't she already know?

How high their expectations are of her after her father, mother, and people know that she has entered the semi-finals.

They are all looking forward to their country's princess being able to win the highest honor of a student knight in Japan.

"That's right, even if it's not my own idea, even if I'm just carrying the expectations of others, I will reach the peak and win the title of Seven Star Sword King."

Light bloomed in Stella's eyes.

The blood-red scales on her body shone more brightly than ever before.

Her face was filled with excitement, her pupils shone with sharp light, and her strong will made her stand up.

A huge stone gate appeared in her consciousness.

The chains that were tied around her waist were easily broken by her with a slight struggle, and shattered into debris that fell on the ground.

The crimson stone gate, with flames leaping around it.

The stone gate was engraved with patterns that looked like planets, and although it was very heavy, it had a strange sense of familiarity.

Stella slowly walked forward and pressed her small hand on the stone gate.

"This is not an obstacle, it seems to be a road that I should have walked a long time ago."

"No, it should be said that I walked halfway before, and I haven't finished it yet."

Although she didn't quite understand, just pressing her palm on this stone gate seemed to flood a lot of information into her mind.

She seemed to have been supposed to come here a long time ago.

At the same time, she could also feel it.

She could easily push open this seemingly unusually heavy stone gate.

She thought so, and she acted like this.

Pushing forward gently.

"Rumble——"

The stone gate slowly opened to both sides, and the blazing white light that shot in from the door instantly devoured everything.

At the same time, Stella's aura also became ethereal and invisible, and the shackles suspended above her head seemed to have been broken.

"It's finally started."

Makoto Haramura laughed directly, and then jumped back a step.

At the same time!

"Makoto..."

Stella whispered for a moment——