Holy Grail War? Dragon Ball War

"Oh no, I lost again."

I couldn't concentrate at all, so I couldn't practice smoothly.

"You have too many distracting thoughts."

"Although my body is comparable to that of a warrior, it shouldn't be used so recklessly."

As she guided the boy before her, Simmel smiled gently.

"No, I want to know how you manage to produce that magical reaction."

"He knew where I was attacking even though he didn't use his eyes."

When it comes to this, Boruto doesn't understand. Even though he has gained a better grasp of the "Wedge" state, he is still being pushed back by Simmel's offensive.

"Well, should I say it's based on intuition?"

After carefully considering his options, Simmel planted the greatsword in the ground and gave his answer.

"Feel?"

"A sixth sense?"

Boruto stood up, not quite sure what was going on as a ninja.

"Yes, you can see it that way."

"It's not about using your eyes to follow the enemy's movements, but about relying on your sense of touch."

The young master possesses potential that even Simmel could not fathom.

Berserker's "transformation" of him was quite astonishing.

Given its potential for growth, it might become as powerful as Olga, capable of rivaling Heroic Spirits.

"Then come again!"

“I will make you reveal all your skills, Simmel.”

"Being too greedy is not good."

Contrary to expectations, Boruto became more determined.

This lakeside campsite was also a location Saber had chosen.

(If Rider recovers, he will definitely come looking for us as soon as possible. Rather than searching on the outskirts of the city, we should choose a conspicuous but deserted place.)

Boruto followed along for some reason. Just then, Friren and Seiya were exploring magic, so he took the opportunity to ask Simmel for advice.

After all, these people fight in a completely different way than ninjas, and learning from them would be very helpful in the future.

This continued for about half a day.

"Clap."

Sweating profusely, Boruto collapsed to the ground, panting heavily as he rested.

The lines and the horns on the forehead also began to disappear.

"It's improved quite a bit compared to before."

"At least I won't get hit so easily anymore."

Seeing the boy's hard work, Simmel chuckled.

"Hey"

Lying on the ground, Boruto smiled smugly for a moment, then turned his head to look curiously at the two people who were sitting in the chairs pointing at the books on the table.

"Is it really possible?"

Although it's unclear what Saber and Caster are doing, can they really come up with "magic" to deal with Rider in just one day?

Boruto doesn't really understand why Boruto isn't a so-called magician.

"Who knows."

"But no matter what, this is the last chance."

"We have to try."

Defeating the Demon King is no easy task.

As someone who had been through it all, Simmel knew very well the dangers involved.

Any mistake could lead to utter ruin and make one a victim of the Demon King.

Their journey wasn't always smooth sailing.

Now, facing the Demon King, only swordsmen and mages remain.

There weren't even monks specifically tasked with dealing with curses and providing support, or warriors to cover emergencies.

Whether they can win is still an unknown.

After all, they had no way of knowing how many other tricks Rider possessed.

"But isn't it said that it's not certain whether Rider will actually use that kind of move?"

"His considerations are correct."

"Whether or not the Rider will actually turn out as expected, it's always good to be prepared."

"It's always better to be cautious than to react on the spot."

"Well."

Hearing that earnest voice, Boruto recalled his past experiences and could roughly understand the danger.

If Dad and Uncle Sasuke hadn't defeated Momoshiki, the entire Hidden Leaf Village would have been doomed.

It's distressing to think that I can't share that burden.

Boruto knew very well that he would probably be unable to participate in the upcoming major battle.

Even if they can freely use the abilities of "Wedge" and Momoshiki, they are not enough of a threat to Rider.

This is also related to his attack methods.

(If only I could use swordsmanship like Seiya.)

The Dimensional Slash, which forced Rider back, is undoubtedly a highly aggressive move.

Unfortunately, he had no experience using a sword.

(Ah! If only we had more time.)

(That way I'll be able to practice.)

Boruto was very confident in his abilities and was not discouraged, but rather a little anxious.

But he could only dream about it. In reality, Boruto estimated that it would take several years to achieve swordsmanship skills like Seiya's.

(If only Momoshiki could use his time power at will.)

Looking at the wedge in his palm, Boruto couldn't help but indulge in fantasies.

"Let's take a short rest."

"Um"

Compared to the harmonious atmosphere on their side, the situation on Frilian and Seiya's side was much more intense.

Are you sure there's nothing wrong with this technique?

"Won't there be a risk of it going berserk?"

"The structure is a bit unstable; perhaps we should consider investing several times more magic?"

Frillie has experienced being pointed at and gossiped about before.

But this is the first time I've encountered such a "troublesome person".

If it weren't for her well-developed positive mindset, she probably wouldn't have been able to stand such a nagging "old woman."

She's even more difficult to deal with than Philon.

I'm a little curious about what kind of extraordinary people are in the party who can stay with Saber, the hero.

Given Seiya's personality, she could already imagine the "lively" atmosphere.

It's a completely morbid caution.

That excessive skepticism is almost unbearable to look at.

But if what they suspected actually happens, it leaves people speechless.

"Well"

Concentrating her mind and ignoring Seiya's words, Frilian focused on analysis and construction.

And it was in this state

Night has fallen.

"Honestly, he's still the same as always, his sleeping posture is terrible."

After carefully covering Frillie with a blanket, Simmel said helplessly, then walked to the lakeside.