With Euphemia's confirmation, Xiao Ran's assessment against Gino and Anya, two Knights of the Round, officially began. Many considered this one-against-two assessment unfair, but Xiao Ran saw no such issue. Britannia's elites were merely Britannia's elites. On the grand stage of the universe, they were utterly insignificant.
Neither Gino nor Anya had ever considered the possibility that they might lose. They did not think there was anything special about Xiao Ran, who had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. In Gino's heart, he even wanted to teach this rude bastard—a man who did not resemble a knight in the slightest and had insulted the title of knight—a harsh lesson.
Anya, on the other hand, remained calm. Since Xiao Ran had said he would fight one against two, she boarded her machine. In any case, she was only carrying out His Majesty the Emperor's orders. Yet after entering the cockpit, her previously vacant eyes became sharp and bright. It showed that this girl, only fifteen years old, had become serious as well.
Facing the two Knights of the Round, Lancelot, holding a gun in its right hand, slung the weapon behind its back under Xiao Ran's control. Xiao Ran had no intention of using a ranged weapon. Even if it was merely standard equipment for an ordinary KF, it made no difference. Though he had no use for it, Xiao Ran did not have the habit of casually discarding weapons. Or rather, most participants would not casually throw away their machine's weapons, because once discarded, there was no guarantee they could retrieve them from the battlefield. If it was attached to a recovery cable, then it was another matter.
After slinging the weapon behind its back, Lancelot stretched both arms forward. Two High-vibration longswords instantly sprang out from either side of the