Poor Saint
"Ha." A group of people were swinging their short swords forward with the same motion. They shouted at the same time as if to match each other's actions.
On another spot, there was a young man who was brandishing his giant sword at a woman. The woman deflected the sword with some effort, withstanding the power behind that impact.
"You seem to be more spirited today. What's wrong?" The woman asked with a smile.
"Nothing." The man answered with a very short reply.
After knowing him for a few years, the woman smirked. "Is it because your friend is visiting Japan? Now that I think about it, he has visited this country twice."
"…" The man squinted his eyes. He was aware of that matter already, but at that time, he didn't know him due to the disguise. But this time, he came with his true self, so he couldn't help but look at his former teammate.