Elfaria's first impression of the Blue Knight in the flesh was that he was beautiful. The armor had a vivid blue color, on his waist hung two swords, silver and gold colored. On his chest was an insignia made from wood and wool. However, the armor had been through many fierce fights and showed signs of severe damage, with several large dents. The mantle on his back was also dirty, and so were the swords. The silver and gold shine had lost much of its luster.
“...So that's Reios-sama... the real Blue Knight...”
However, Elfaria was shaken just from looking at Koutarou walking. He was a real knight, something very rare these days. Seeing that, Elfaria felt his existence itself was beautiful.
“He's completely different from his normal self right?”
“Yes...”
It wasn't his appearance that was beautiful. Koutarou was a normal boy, and the armor he was wearing was dirty. But his dignified behavior and his overwhelming willpower were so knight-like it transcended the beauty of his appearance and moved those who were watching him. He was the image of the ideal knight.
“But will he be fine? He's going up against six people.”
“There's no need to worry. When he's making that face, Bertorion won't lose to anyone.”
As Elfaria and Clan watched over him, Koutarou pulled out one of the swords from his waist. He was holding a silvery white sword, it was the proof of him being the guardian of Forthorthe. It was the sword of sovereignty, Signaltin.
“Just watch how the legendary knight who protected Forthorthe alongside the Silver Princess fights...”
As if he was waiting for Clan to finish speaking, Koutarou charged towards the soldiers. Koutarou's only weapon was his sword. Looking at it normally, he wouldn't stand a chance against six fully armed men. However, neither Clan nor Koutarou had any doubt of their victory.