I was reincarnated as a villainous aristocrat with a certain death route.

"The Rune Blade"

　I generated magic power in the form of a sword.

　I held the magic sword in both hands and attacked with two swords.

'Chi, close combat, .......'

　Raven clicked her tongue.

Smile on his face suddenly disappeared from his mouth, although he had been looking relaxed until a moment ago.

　
There are two weaknesses if this is the Raven as it is in the game.

　The first is that he doesn't work hard at all.

　Because he is using only his talent to fight, he does not “get stronger through daily effort.

　He may suddenly “awaken” and become stronger, but he does not gradually build up his strength.

　I, on the other hand, have been accumulating my strength little by little for a long time.

　Raven is a super-genius by nature.

　Even a small effort will yield great results.

　And I, who had been working hard at it for one year....

I am much stronger now than he was in the game.

　Another is combat experience.

　During my one year of training, I have accumulated a mountain of real combat-esque training.

　Of course, real combat may be different.

　But “combat experience” is something that no matter how much of a genius Raven is, he can never gain it on his own.

　Raven, who has zero experience, and me, who has accumulated a lot of combat experience, even though most of it is training.

　The difference is obvious.

“Haaaaaaaaaaahhh ......!”

　I continue to draw my two blades.

'Shield!”

　Raven activated defensive magic.

　He slashes without care.

　One strike, two strikes, three strikes...

　Boom!

　Six shots were added, and he managed to destroy it.

"You ......!”

　Raven retreats and tries to keep his distance.

　He was going to move away to a long distance battle.

"But I won't let you!"

　I stepped in further and maintained a close combat distance.

　I swung down my right magic sword.

　I cleave off the left magic sword.

　Then right, left, right...

　It was a series of attacks.

"You bastard ......!"

　Raven's expression was filled with impatience.

"It's over!"

　I stepped forward and delivered a more powerful blow,

　And then....

　My magic swords on both sides pressed against Raven's neck and chest.

"...... I lose.”

　Raven turned his head.

“Phew. .......”

　I unsheathed my magic swords and turned to face Raven again.

“........................"

　Gosh, ......!

　A pure white aura rose from my entire body.

"I know."

　I understand.

　I feel it instinctively, not theoretically.

　My “mental power” has greatly increased.

　This is the end of the battle with Raven - the battle to train my mental strength.

　But there are still things I need to do in this world.

　I have to confirm the ...... raven's true identity.

　Whether or not the “hypothesis” I came up with earlier is correct or not.