At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

"Okay, here we go!

At the same time that voice is uttered, the knight in front of him approaches the wooden sword in his hand.

- Fast.

Not as unreasonably fast as Mr. Lynn and the others, but definitely better than me.

Even if he receives a decent sword that is swung down from the upper section, he is turned back in his hand.

Here, according to Mr. Mirka's teachings, he focuses on the movement of the lower body, and goes to his face with a wooden sword to receive the sword.

This kind of attack enters an opponent who is only aware of the sword because he has it.

but that's the knight.

No. Did they introduce you as captain of the knight, this guy?

I cut off about a few millimeters just waiting for that hand to attack, and the sword that I should have swung down earlier approached my flank.

I don't think it's a good idea to strengthen it with immortality, and I do my best to jump back in the direction of the sword muscle.

I scratched my flank a little, but I just scratched it. That would be more than unstoppable.

I tried to step in here this time without strengthening it as it was, and they stepped on my step.

Shit, I can't move. But if it's this distance, even though it's a wooden sword, the size there, to shake it and hit it...

I am immediately reminded that the idea is sweet.

The sword was approaching his belly at the shortest distance with it in his reverse hand. When did you bring it back?

"Gu!"

He manages to prevent it by doing a slightly curvy thing of playing the sword in the area between his grips, and tries to kick his belly thoroughly with the feet of those who have not been trampled.

But it was also gorgeously diverted and distanced.

Shit, I can't catch up with it even though it's not a enhancement. I can see it, but I'm not keeping up with speed at all.

I'm starting to feel like I'm doing this with Mr. Mirka.

"Hehe, you'll do it. That's just the technician sword."

The Knight Captain says that, but as far as I'm concerned, I feel like I can't say anything.

"What's up, boy! You can't just stare at each other! Don't give me everything I can!

The uncle of the hero knight who brought me here makes a breakthrough on me.

I didn't come here to do this in the first place. Why, why did this happen?

I'm sure you're here for attention, aren't you?

Why are you working with the captain of the knight?

I mean, I thought that knight was the captain.

But, well, we lose without doing what we can.

Just do what you're told. Do as much as you can.

"Use this body, all its possibilities"

Full strength I can use.

Use chanting to raise the limit of physical performance I can use and its enhancement to critical.

"This is amazing."

I heard the captain of the knight squeal like that. But I don't think so.

'Cause I can see room from the person in front of me.

"I'm going!

Yes, raise your voice and cut it from the 'straight front' with all your might.

No small work. Try your best, at full speed, to shake off everything you have.

But the attack won't hit. The full force from the front of me won't reach this guy.

The sword that is shaken off is taken for granted, and the sword is stepped on with an additional foot.

If you resist, the wooden sword will break.

I do not defy that trampling, but aim for the shin by dropping my hips low as I avoid the sword of the horizontal giraffe.

It was also flashed with vibrant backsteps.

Shit, I don't feel like it's working. This. Is there such a person for granted?

I don't think that's a big deal.

I don't even feel like I can win with a sword trident.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

I'm not a swordsman. I'm not even a magician. Not to mention not a fistfighter.

I just got them all packed up. Don't you need to hold on to the sword?

Yeah, you said that knight, too.

- Everything you can do!

"Huh!"

Captain Knight jumps in as if you've sensed my thoughts switched.

But it's too late. I'm ready.

"Soil, sink"

Sink the scaffolding as the captain of the knight steps in to cut it.

Naturally, his posture collapses, but still the sharpness of his sword remains almost unchanged. Awesome.

"Invisible shield, protect"

While chanting, cut this one off with a no-guard.

The sword stops next to my face in time for a critical, chanting. It's a magic barrier.

There were possibilities that I couldn't prevent, but if I cared about that, I wouldn't beat this guy.

Without a doubt, the person in front of you is superficial.

If you want to beat someone like that, throw away the safety measures.

Patrol that procedure, however dangerous it may be, that can take just one integration.

If there's a chance there, make a bet and show it to me.

That's the teachings of my master, Mr. Mirka, who kept drilling the technique of slaughtering the weak but powerful.

The blow, which should have taken a completely unexpected form, is completely guarded and lowered again by successfully turning the sword guarded by the barrier at hand.

- Right here.

I'll take out the little stone I had, the magic bomb.

Mr. Aroness told me to be prepared when something happened and I had it.

Explosive flash type alchemy tool, the activation timing can go at will.

Yes, I also have some skills as an alchemist. There's no reason not to use it.

"Sight Protection, Hearing Protection"

Chant and protect just in case.

My chanting isn't the word of this world, so it's impossible to predict what I'm going to do from chanting.

The other guy is completely blind to what I took out. You can't even block your ears. I can.

The moment you activate the magic bomb, intense sounds and flashes run.

For a moment, the world stains bright white.

At the same time, he steps in on the spot, making a fist grip with the hands of those who do not have a sword and releasing a positive fist.

Normally, it doesn't arrive. But I'll get it.

It could be prevented if you step in and cut it off as normal as this is. Then don't come near me.

It's too late for sorcery. I have a chant for attack magic.

That could prevent them from sensing the magic flow.

Mr. Mirka beat me into fairy talent, and I can tell them the air of fairy talent!

"- Go!"

"Ha, ha, ha"

"Ku, depressed..."

"Ha ha! Awesome boy! I didn't know you'd beat Bulf!

The knight's uncle laughs and praises.

But I can't do it anymore for now. Immortal Arts Too gripping to move. Pretty limit critical.

I won, I can't move in big letters, and the losing Knight Captain looks painful, but he's usually up.

I knew it was completely superficial.

If it wasn't an accident, we'd lose.

"Well, I meant it."

"Ha... ha... this is the limit, the rinse,"

"Still, you had the time to put in a deadly blow. I just didn't do it."

No, there might have been, but maybe if I went in for a blow in later, I'd be Sinjau.

"Cover, rinse,"

"Heh, well, then let's do that."

"Ha ha! Good, good boy. I like it!

Something made me like it.

"Whoa, speaking of which, you hadn't named it yet. Boy, I'm Wuburne. A holy knight."

Are you going to name it now? Isn't the timing strange?

I mean, are you a holy knight? What's so different from a normal knight?

"Ha, ha, I am"

"Oh, no, you don't have to talk."

I tried to call myself disciplined, too, but I can stop it.

"Just nod or shake your head until you breathe. Perhaps your name is Tallow, isn't it?

How do you know about me?

Let's just snort.

"The sword you have is made by Inai. And today Aroness told me to come to this city."

Nod.

Maybe you two know each other.

"Hehe, I was actually contacted before the boy arrived. You wouldn't recognize this bracelet, would you?

That's what I said. I showed you the bracelet I'm wearing right now and the socky bracelet.

If you think about it, are those people public servants?

We got in touch, and maybe he was finally saying it.

"I've been listening to a lot of stories, and I'm worried about your prowess when I look at that magic trick in the city. I'm sorry, but it's also true that you had to follow me in that case?

Huh? I see Mr. Balf's face in a kanji.

Mr. Balf replied that he couldn't boil anything down to "That's right..."

That's what they do when they swing around.

After that, Mr. Ubburne introduced me to a cheap and good place to stay, and I also paid for the rice.

So I heard that the Sacred Knight can only be two in the position given to those who will be the last shield to protect the King.

I was wondering why it was the two of us, so I asked, "There's only two big shields, even if you can hold them, right?" He replied as if he had not answered.

No, you didn't.

She asked me if I would join the Knights one day, but I said no because that doesn't seem right for my skin.

I'm a little bad at discipline and stuff. It's good to relax.

I'm tired today, so I think I'm gonna get some sleep... oh, I haven't been able to do anything sightseeing.