I Possessed It Instead of My Younger Sibling

15 – Fooling

Have you come to your senses after hearing my provocation?

Girard’s dumbfounded expression gradually turned into a more vicious face.

The corners of her eyes go up. The blood vessels in her pupils burst, red and congested.

The color of her face was bright red like a jujube, and veins protruded from her forehead.

Padeuddeuk-!!!

Girard clenched his teeth so hard that he could break them.

As if he had met even the enemy of the enemy of life and death, his neat features were distorted with anger.

…… No, if anyone sees it, they’ll know that I’m doing something wrong….

Even though it’s affected by spirit magic. He’s fussing about why he’s so angry.

“aaa!!!!”

Girard, who had been lying face down, stood up with both hands on the ground and let out a screaming spirit.

Picked up the sword I threw, and charged at me like a wild boar caught in a forest fire.

When I looked at the pupil, it was turned upside down to the point where I couldn’t see the pupil, only the red bloodshot whites.

Girard charges forward with an expression like a demon full of anger.

“Die, die!!! It means to die miserably!”

“……”

Wheek-! Shhh-! Shock-!

However, unlike his ferocious spirit, his swordsmanship, which was only wielded with anger, was a mess.

Poor swordsmanship, as if the person who first picked up the sword wielded it recklessly.

At least, there’s something worth looking at from Girard. Even though it was difficult to connect between swordsmen, it was only an honest swordsman that came out of a straight posture.

Girard, who threw away even that, is just a strong child himself.

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If only Girard had B-class or higher swordsmanship.

Using intense emotions, he could have used his swordsmanship to surpass his own skill even for a moment.

To be able to use swordsmanship that relies on emotions, he is too talented.

In the end, it’s like a goblin warrior with improved physical abilities.

Shoo!

Girard’s slash that fell in an oblique line.

I brought the tip of the sword to Girard’s falling sword and drew a circular arc.

Swoop-

Kang!

“…… Huh?”

Following the tip of my sword drawing a circle, the sword spilled to the ground.

When a slash with all its might is released, only a huge gap appears.

Turbuck-

I lightly took a step closer, spreading out my hand that wasn’t holding the sword.

Slap Girard on the cheek.

Jaak-!

“…….”

Girard looked up blankly with his hand on his right cheek.

Looking at the man who had been sulking until just now, looking up at him dumbfoundedly.

Momentarily, I feel bad and slap the other cheek as well.

Jaaah-!

Oh. Went in cool

“……!!! What a dog!”

“Uh huh, nice words.”

As if he finally understood the situation, he stopped Girard from swearing with a flushed face by slapping him again.

A very clear sound resonating in the clearing. It’s a sound that makes you feel refreshed just by listening to it.

“You oh !!! You gabber ‘jjaaak-!’—Kuk!!! Lee,Ren-san’jjaaak-!’ !”

“Oh, mistake.”

Every time Girard tried to curse, he slapped him on the cheek and forcibly cut off Girard’s words.

…… I don’t think he cursed at the end, but Girard with a ball like that is bad.

It just sticks to me. This is enough for the devil’s cheeks.

“……Kwaaa! Arrow of the wind!!!”

Wheein-!

As the words continued to be forcibly cut off, Girard jumped backwards.

I got so far that my arms couldn’t reach.

Girard covered his swollen face with one hand and aimed the gauntlet at this point.

The magic on the gauntlet turns Girard’s magic into arrows of wind and shoots them.

“……This kind of thing doesn’t work for me.”

Bingle-

Look closely at the flying arrow of wind with your observation eye to find the central point of the magic.

Gently bring the sword surface to the center point of the magic you found, and turn it.

“…!? Wind barrier!!!”

Pur-!

An arrow of wind that returns to its owner.

Girard is startled and hurriedly uses the defense magic engraved on his epaulet.

The rapidly spreading wind barrier blocked the arrow and disappeared.

Sureuk-

Taking advantage of the moment when Girard’s consciousness was focused on mutual annihilation magic.

Using the movement of Nice I observed earlier, I quietly went back behind Girard.

Girard, completely unaware of me quietly approaching from behind, exposed the back of his head.

Smash the defenseless back of the head with the blade of a sword.

Kaang-!

“Oops!”

The clear sound of hitting that I heard in the past at the batting arena.

Girard gets hit in the back of the head and slams his face on the ground.

Wriggling wriggling-

Girard couldn’t get up, flinching from the ground as if he had a mild concussion.

Try to touch Girard wriggling on the ground with the tip of his sword.

“Abby, don’t eat dirt. Jijiya Jiji.”

“…This, Run. You bastard!!!”

“Oh, dangerously.”

Perhaps he was dizzy, he staggered away from Girard, who swung his sword in all directions, and took a step back.

Is it difficult to stand up properly? Girard stuck his sword into the ground to support his staggering body.

Looking at that figure, Girard’s

Wait for the pain to stop.

Perhaps that action rather upset Girard, Girard looked at me with murderous eyes and screamed.

“Are you kidding me?! Do it right!!!”

“Hmm. This relieved my stress to some extent… Yes, I’ll do as you say.”

Girard’s fever rises from being made fun of, and he’s having seizures as the veins build up in his neck.

Because playing with Girard, the speed has become quite cool.

I have to deal with it quite seriously.

‘…… Now, as a swordsman, I’ll make you completely incapacitated.’

Completely subside your thoughts.

Aiming the tip of the sword at Girard, he said while flicking the sword.

“Come on.”

***

“Come on.”

With that last word, Seonwoo Lee’s eyes instantly turn inorganic.

Like Girard from head to toe and beyond.

With such eyes, as if observing the organs working inside the body, the muscles wriggling, and even the blood flowing throughout the body.

It was the same eyes as the wizard at the Mage’s Tower looking closely at the slaughtered monsters that Girard had seen at the Wizard’s Tower when he was young.

Those terrifying eyes, as if you were dissecting your entire body and looking at stuffed animals.

‘…… Do not be ridiculous. How dare you! Look at me with those eyes!!! If you don’t live with the nobles, you’re like a worm that will become a monster’s meal!!! On the topic of commoners!!!’

I denied the ghastly fear that instantly climbed up my back, suppressed by the rage that boiled from within.

On the contrary, the fact that he felt fear from the common people, even for a moment. Throwing firewood into burning rage.

‘Kill me!!! I will tear it apart with my family swordsmanship and throw it as food for the goblins!!!”

“Blow! Fair wind!!! And, entwine! Wind armor!!!”

Shoes engraved with haste magic that wraps around the body and increases speed.

In order to prevent any possible counterattack, a protective magic engraved on the breastplate. Activate Wind Armor.

Very expensive magic equipment that quite a few commoners have never touched before is generously activated.

“Get lost!!!”

Thanks to Haste, he runs at a significantly faster speed than usual.

The family knight who taught him swordsmanship praised him as excellent.

Shoot!!!

…… Done!

A great swordsmanship that I can say with confidence that it is the best swordsmanship I have ever wielded in my life.

With this, that worm was cut in two at once…… !!!

“I’ve already seen it.”

Zeng-!

“……Ah?”

…… What happened?

Why, the sword in my hand is gone. A commoner’s trashy sword, lying in front of my neck…… ?

Jureuk-

The tip of the rusted sword lightly touches the neck, creating a weak stream of blood.

A commoner with a nonchalant expression pointed at my back and said….

“Pick up the sword, and attack again.”

… Looking back. My longsword, crafted with great care by the head blacksmith of the family… It was languidly pinned to the ground.

“What…”

…… Weird. It must be the wrong eye…. That commoner must be exhibiting hallucinations…… !!!

At this rate, it’s as if I lost my sword in the commoner’s counterattack…….

This is just a coincidence. It means I just slipped…… !!!

“aaa!!!”

I pulled out the sword stuck in the ground, grabbed it with all my strength, and attacked again.

Unleash a different swordsmanship from the previous one with all your might.

Chang-!

“Again.”

It’s blocked.

I’m going to do another inspection.

Daang-!

“Again.”

… Clogged

I attacked with all available means.

Chang-!

“Again.”

…… Get blocked again

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…… No. From a certain moment, the inspection doesn’t even unfold properly.

Before the sword had even been swung.

Preoccupy the path of swordsmanship that commoners’ swords wield, and block my swordsmanship.

…… Nonsense, nonsense! That this shouldn’t have happened!!!

In this way……. Doesn’t that mean I perfectly figure out how to wield it!?

“This is ridiculous!!!”

Chaengchaengchaeng-!!!

Even if you randomly pour out swordsmanship with anger, it will bounce back in vain.

“……Huh? The sword, where……”

…… When she came to her senses, the sword was gone from her grip.

The magic equipment worn all over the body flickered with the imprinted magic circle, then lost its light and reached the end of its lifespan.

I lost all means of resistance and stood there in awe.

A commoner who speaks like a sentence to me.

…… No, said the monster.

“It seems that everything that can be taken out has been taken out… It seems that it is useless now, so it is over.”

Declaring that.

A monster that poses while holding an old longsword with both hands.

…… That posture…… Of my swordsmanship?!

Shoo-Ik-!

A swinging sword.

Dyeing in black and white, what I see in my slowed vision.

A ‘much’ more perfect swordsman than my swordsman, which I wielded for 10 years.

The moment you see it.

Duk-

I heard something in my heart break.