Tiamat, I'm Going to Find a Girlfriend! (Ending)

Inside Camelot's castle. "Sir Ian, are you saying—" Artoria looked at Mélusine, her brow furrowed slightly. "—that she was able to fight you on even terms? That seems... a little hard to believe." "Are you doubting me?" Mélusine's pride was pricked. With her twin swords in hand, she had reverted to the same state as when she first met Ian. "This time, I definitely won't lose!"

Mélusine's eagerness to fight did not get a response from Artoria. Instead, the king looked to Ian. "Sir Ian, what are your thoughts? Is it necessary to have another match? Since you are the Chief Knight of the Round Table, I would be more at ease using you as the standard for selection." "Hey, wait!" The moment Ian was mentioned, Mélusine recalled their meeting in the forest. The disparity in their strength had been immense. And— Mélusine glanced at Ian, her throat bobbing slightly. This guy was the type to subject her to the ultimate humiliation when he got excited in a fight. It was barely acceptable when it was just the two of them. But now... now was not the time for that! "I don't want to fight him!" Mélusine shouted. "There are other people, aren't there—let someone else be my opponent!" "Are you sure about this?" "Yes! Anyone but him is fine!"

"Alright, I understand," Artoria said, her expression serious. "Since even Ian has praised you, then there's no need to hesitate." After saying this, Artoria stood up herself. At first, Mélusine thought she was going to find another opponent for her, until Artoria drew the Sword of Promised Victory, Caliburn. "Come," she declared, pointing Caliburn at Mélusine. "Since you do not wish to take Sir Ian as your opponent—let me be your substitute. Is that acceptable?"

"..." Although she could sense that the Artoria before her was no simple opponent, recalling the humiliation she suffered from Ian, she felt this was no problem at all. "Arondight says it's no problem!" Gripping a sword in each hand, Mélusine became serious.

However—although a duel was about to take place, there were few spectators. Aside from the duelists, Mélusine and Artoria, there were only Morgan and Ian, watching from a higher vantage point. "Is this the person you brought back in the rain?" Morgan asked, looking at Mélusine. "Yes," Ian nodded. "She's very strong." "Is that so?" Morgan said thoughtfully. "If even you say so, then I'll have to watch her performance carefully. If you're lying to me, you'll be punished tonight." The princess's fingers gently teased the dragon's chin.

On the dueling ground below, Artoria pointed Caliburn at her opponent and spoke. "Let's keep it to first touch. However, I hope you will use your full strength." "But of course!" The battle was joined in an instant. The first to attack was, once again, Mélusine. She greatly enjoyed the feeling of taking the initiative. However, having learned from her previous failure, she was much more serious this time. Right from the start, she displayed her astonishing speed. Wings unfurled— Mélusine left countless afterimages around Artoria. It was as if every one of them was her, yet none of them were. "Here I come, Arondight!" The phantoms converged in an instant, forming into the shape of Mélusine. This was her proud, five-hit finishing move. She had failed to take down Ian last time; this time, she had to bring down Artoria! A frigid aura emanated from the deep blue blades. The surface of her Arondight swords was instantly covered in frost as she thrust towards Artoria. This time I won't be disgraced! But Mélusine quickly discovered she was wrong. Faced with the five frosty thrusts, Artoria didn't even show a hint of fear. A dodge to the left, the first thrust was evaded. A duck, the second thrust was avoided. All five thrusts were evaded by Artoria in a near-perfect fashion. If— Ian, who took attacks head-on with his body, was a monster, then the Artoria before her was no less of one. Her monstrosity just lay in her ability to almost completely predict the direction of every incoming attack. Mélusine even doubted if she could land a single touch on her. What is with these two?! Could they both be dragons?!

But— Just as Mélusine was thinking this, Artoria suddenly withdrew her sword. "Alright. You pass." "..." Mélusine was bewildered. The match had only just begun; how could it be over already?

As if she knew exactly what Mélusine was thinking, Artoria explained with a smile. "I said first touch, and your performance was indeed excellent. I must apologize to you; I truly did underestimate you earlier. Ian's recommendation was sound, after all." "..." Mélusine pouted. So in the end, her test was still tied to that weirdo who had humiliated her? Unacceptable! Absolutely unacceptable! "Can we continue?" Gripping her two Arondights, Mélusine in turn blocked Artoria, who was about to sheathe her sword. "I... have yet to taste the strength of your attack. At least let me try, won't you?" Although she felt like she was asking for a beating, Mélusine did not regret it. A swordmaster was meant to be a brave warrior who drew their sword like this!

"Are you serious?" Artoria's brow furrowed. "I am." Mélusine crossed her two Arondights. "No matter what happens, it will be my own responsibility!" "I understand." Ian was not the only one who was constantly growing stronger. Not to mention, Artoria herself had a pent-up frustration in her own heart. She raised her Sword of Promised Victory, Caliburn.

In that moment, a golden light gathered upon the blade. Mélusine felt her own breathing quicken. She thought she was beginning to understand what Ian meant—that feeling of excitement when facing someone you consider a true "enemy." "Arondight, I'm counting on you," Mélusine said, preparing to take the attack head-on. But— The unexpected happened at that very moment. The burning golden sword suddenly began to tremble. It looked as if it were overloading and breaking down. CRACK— CRACK— A clear, crisp sound echoed across the dueling ground. Several cracks had appeared on the blade of the Sword of Promised Victory, Caliburn!

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