We Need to Pick Up the Pace
Watching the hatred in Raizen's eyes, hatred so intense that even he felt his heart tighten, Luo Zhen furrowed his brows deeply.
Raizen failed to notice this. He tightened his grip on the sword at his waist, and the sharpness radiating from his entire body surged severalfold, as if he had turned himself into a sword that wanted to cut everything in two with a single slash.
That sharpness might even surpass that of a top-tier Saber Class Servant.
From this alone, Luo Zhen could be certain that Raizen's swordsmanship had been honed to an extremely high level. At the very least, it was no weaker than that of the two swordsmanship masters, Kurogane Ikki and Kanata Eiji.
The evidence was a sentence Artoria〔Alter〕had blurted out.
"This Sword Qi might even surpass what Sir Lancelot and Sir Gawain can achieve."
The King of Knights, who wielded the holy sword, had given this evaluation.
Therefore, setting strength aside and considering only swordsmanship, Raizen might even be stronger than a top-tier Saber Class Servant.
Raizen stared at Luo Zhen like this.
"Tell me where Akaba Tenzenn is, Narukami."
Raizen had actually said something like that.
The implication behind his words needed no explanation.
"Are you planning to find him and take revenge?"
Luo Zhen asked bluntly.
"Of course." Raizen answered without hesitation. His voice was filled with hatred as if he had swallowed a curse, and he said in a low voice, "I've been waiting for this day for a very long time."
Indeed, Raizen had been waiting for this day for a very long time.
In order to take revenge on Akaba Tenzenn, Raizen had undergone unimaginably grueling training before reaching his current realm and arriving here.
In the past, Nichirin had also said