It was because the lock on the door of the dormitory had been destroyed by those two people earlier.

　　So she directly took her things with her and headed towards the sword classroom.

　　Regarding the incident of Aisen finding someone to attack her, she didn't ask about it after Hegel said he would help her out.

　　After all, she was going to be leaving here in a week, and whatever the reason was, it didn't seem to make much sense to pursue it any further.

　　When she arrived at the large fencing classroom, it was empty.

　　Freya swept a glance, even the sword classroom Laika was not here.

　　It was thought that the trainees had just finished their classes now, and it would take a while for them to rush over.

　　She put the things in her hand on the wooden shelf not far from her, and then took out a wooden sword from the sword rack.

　　The hand holding the wooden sword shook gently and immediately made two subtle traces in the air.

　　The current her, even if she didn't explode her chi sense, with her own strength, if she went one-on-one, she would have an absolute overwhelming power over any battle below the mid-tier of knights.

　　However, even though she was now a peak Knight, she didn't reveal any complacency or arrogance.

　　When she was in Daziel City, facing that Sea Clan member who was also a peak Knight, she was afraid that even the current her would not be able to win with that kind of overwhelming pressure and defence.

　　There was also a difference between a peak Knight and a peak Knight, and the strength of that Sea Clan member was already close to the Great Knight realm, and there was no flaw in any part of his body.

　　If he hadn't been killed by Freyja in the end after being increased with the Ice Blue Earring, it was thought that he would have broken through to Grand Knight before too long.

　　Slightly inhaling a breath, Freya concentrated her mind, and a faint stream of air overflowed around her body, as if it were a fresh breeze.

　　Raising the wooden sword in her hand, she slightly stretched it backwards, making a posture before a sudden thrust, while her hand shook rapidly at a frequency.

　　A soft 'buzzing' sound could be heard faintly.

　　The Stabbing Sword Sword Art itself was a sword art that focused on agility and flexibility, and its only shortcoming was its lack of strength, but the author who created the Stabbing Sword Sword Art had made up for it with a pie-in-the-sky idea, so that it had reached a level beyond that of a Knight-class sword art, that is, superposition...

　　Ultra-high accuracy and speed, to achieve a qualitative change in quantity, so that one's own strengths can be used to their fullest power.

　　This was originally the breakthrough method that Freya had painstakingly thought of, and now that Stabbing Sword Final Chapter was confirming her previous correct conjecture.

　　''Buzz...''

　　The amplitude of the wooden sword's shaking became faster and faster, and tiny traces flashed and danced in front of the wooden sword's tip, as if it was starlight.

　　Freya eyed ahead, and as the buzzing sound grew louder, her body steeply leaned forwards, and the wooden sword stabbed out with it.

　　''Boo!''

　　Like the sound of bubbles bursting from water, a point of apparent silver-coloured light suddenly flashed out at the tip of the sword, then flickered away.

　　Maintaining the posture of stabbing the sword, a fine layer of sweat actually appeared on Freya's forehead, while she looked fixedly at the silver point of light that flashed out, her eyes slightly brightening.

　　"This kind of power...it can break through that Sea Clan's defence."

　　Although it was just a point of light, with her current vision, she could completely see the power of this strike, and even if it pierced on an iron plate, it would definitely go straight through the body.

　　Only... although this kind of stacking was powerful, it was currently a bit of an effort for her to make it, and this effort was not only in terms of power but also in terms of her grasp of precision.

　　"If I perform it at full strength, this way of using energy definitely can't last more than two minutes, or I'll just fall down off my feet."

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　　Putting away her posture, Freya looked at the wooden sword in her hand and inwardly analysed it meticulously.

　　"However, I think I'll be able to use this technique at will after breaking through the Grand Knight level, and since combat itself is a fast-paced thing, two minutes is enough to change the fate of many people."

　　Though her mind was still pondering, her figure once again pulled out of her stance and practised.

　　Skill is something that gets better the more you practice it, even an ordinary military sword art would be an achievement with more practice, not to mention a Grand Knight level stabbing sword art.

　　A strange 'buzzing' sound kept coming from the empty fencing classroom.

　　And as Freya practised a few more times, with her super-high thinking she also vaguely grasped a hint of the trick to save energy, and mentally grew more and more among them.

　　A circle of manic chi flow was slowly unrestricted by her, and her peak strength as a Knight allowed her to occasionally flash out a few blurry stumps as she practised.

　　Her blonde hair, though tied up, was also falling apart a bit as she practised more and more with higher and higher emotions.

　　What she was practising now were some common stabbing stances, getting maximum practice with minimum effort.

　　In a trance, her eyes steeply glazed over, the wooden sword in her hand instantly disappeared, followed by a circle of white airflow transforming into a cone that violently stabbed forward.

　　''Whew!!!''

　　A bright silver-coloured protruding mark interspersed with the sound of wind whistling suddenly flashed.

　　Not far away, on the wall in the direction she stabbed, a tiny circular hole appeared there, surrounded by slight cracks.

　　The hurricane wind brought up by this furious sword style also finally blew the tied up hair apart, slowly falling onto her back.

　　"It's actually possible to reach through the air..."

　　Her already sizable chest rose and fell violently, and although her stamina was already more than half depleted, she still looked at the hole she had created in shock.

　　'This kind of power, if it was used on top of the 'Waltz' then it would be an absolutely ghastly sight, is this the final chapter of the Stabbing Sword?'

　　Freya had some difficulty imagining it.

　　The air current in her body slowly calmed down, she reckoned that the trainees were about to come over, and was about to put away her wooden sword for a short rest, but suddenly she saw that the sword classroom, Laika, was gazing at her with incomparably shocked eyes, which caused Freya to be stunned.

　　Just now, she was too oblivious, so she somewhat neglected her surroundings, so much so that she didn't even know when Laika came.

　　"You...you are a Knight...peak...?" Because of his over-excited emotions, Laika, who had always had a stern image, actually stuttered.

　　Frya looked at Laika's appearance, also somewhat understand his mood at this moment, to know that Laika as an academy teacher is only the strength of the middle of the knights, now steeply see his own student's strength is actually the realm that he is about to give up, how can the mood of the acceptance of the calm, and in the beginning, he is even more because of Frya learnt to stab the sword and almost produce want to categorise her into the beginners' class group of ideas.

　　Without replying back, Freya only nodded her head gently, confirming Laika's guess.

　　Regarding her strength, she actually never had the idea of hiding it, just that she didn't reveal it before in order to keep a low profile, and now since she was discovered, she admitted it directly.

　　Seeing Freya's generous admission, Laika's shocked look became excited all of a sudden, in the face of the peak Knight powerhouse of his dreams, even if it was considered a cadet he knew well he couldn't care less.

　　"I would like to ask for advice..."

　　Just as he wanted to enquire about something, a noisy sound of footsteps and talking came from a short distance away, it was obviously the group of cadets that had arrived.