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Warriors out of the woods. Ten of those leading groups run into me and Mr. Bell.

Mr. Dark Knight Bell's Death Bringer shines red and brilliant, knocking down his enemies with every armor and slicing butter.

Now, I'm round my back by the side. Hands in front of each other would have looked like a jujitsu setup. The Seaf-like warrior who has cut in first comes with a dagger in his hand.

But unfortunately, I have a powerful weapon in my hand. There's a variable weapon called Magic Collected.

Magic in both hands. First in the palm of your left hand, play the protruding dagger of the sheaf to the side. Then I turn my right palm to the other person's face and unleash a cohesive magic. It was an invisible blow, as it hit hard with a hammer, spinning and blowing Sheaf's body.

The next enemy - a bandit with an axe in his hand - is on his way. I imagine a piece of magic. Shake your right hand with the image of an axe warrior hooking his leg into a chunk. An invisible mass rips a warrior's leg from behind and causes it to fall.

Imminent enemy. I manipulate and intercept the magic in each hand. A mass of magic is a sword, a hammer and a shield. As for the image, does it feel like you're wielding an invisible block of magic? This block plays the opponent's attack, sometimes becoming a striking weapon and sometimes turning into a blade.

"Burning heat."

Let the magic heat up, flash. Rip off that torso for each enemy warrior's chainmail.

Throw - Turn the magic mass into an invisible spear and release it into a skewer to the enemy who tried to get past me and Mr. Bell fighting.

Then, suddenly, a black smoke rolled up. The direction in which Mr. Bell was. The appearance of an enemy trying to slip out to poke a gap as his vision is covered up loudly.

"Jin, I'm sorry!

Mr. Bell's voice.

"They pulled it out!

Well, your enemies are desperate. Slow down, it's arrogance that I think we can contain about 20 people together. I don't mean to apologize at all, Mr. Bell!

"I got this one!

Gun acceleration with air boots. Three of them fell out - at the rear of it, they caught up instantly.

"Hih!?

An enemy warrior who waves his sword as he turns around. Turn it one head and change the shape of the magic mass on your right hand into a sword. Let that empty torso take a blow and stop.

Two left. One of them let the crossbow go to the Kingsguard knight protecting Early, who was in the front. A Kingsguard to be prevented by a shield, but a hit arrow exploded shortly after.

Kingsguard knights and armed maids are surprised and stirred up by the explosion again. The warrior who threw down the crossbow and the other lightly dressed warrior, with a knife and a clawed weapon, approached Early.

But you can't! - I change the magic mass on my left hand into a net and fly. Hooked on two assassins, plasma bind from there!

"Whew!?

"Yikes!"

Weird screaming, the two warriors are electrically shocked and their feet stop. The swords of the Kingsguard knights who regained their posture thereupon arrive at the warriors and are immediately seized.

"Jin!"

Early set up an air valet.

"Behind!"

"Shit -!"

From behind me, a light warrior in a black cape jumps. Dagger on both hands. Turn your right sword into a wall and play a blow.

"Ho."

To the black cape, that light warrior with an even more black mask jumps away. That was - and Deacon Bitley spoke up.

"With the alias of a black killer, in Saval Tifalga -!"

He seems to be a famous person. Well, it's probably easy to rumor when you become a black-covered black-crush person.... and you're a black killer. Kitchen two, motherfucker!

"A killer means you're after Early."

"Do I need to answer?

Black mask - Savar Tifalga said. Ooh, a sinister voice. Do you think you're in your thirties or maybe your forties? I only know somehow because of the mask.

Saval took a step. That jumps into my nose in the blink of an eye. - Quick!

He pulled himself away, but thanks to it, Savar's slaughter slashed the sky. A few centimeters down my throat! Ah, hey!

Serial assassin Saval attack. I play the critical part with my magical hands. A creepy collision sounds arrowy and early. The dizzying rush was only about the famous killer.

Rearrange it once! I play Savar's attack at the right time, taking the distance. And that Saval threw a dagger of his right hand at me. Interception - but all of a sudden, that dagger's orbit changes and he eats a shoulder watermark.

But to hide in the shadow of a deviant dagger, a dagger was flying that the killer had in his left hand.

I couldn't help but notice that I had magic in my hand.

"Well, do you take this too?"

Saval said as impressed. A dagger with my hands pinched, something like a thin wire stretched out at the end of the pattern, which was connected to Saval's hand. Dagger, whose orbit just changed, probably pulled that wire and forced him to change course.

"But...!

An electric shock ran through the wire. Bachi, and my hands are bounced off the dagger.... I only had to be played because perseverance had reduced my power because I was expanding my magic in the palm of my hand.

Saval accelerates. He'd be paralyzed by electric shock. I guess he aimed for a gap, but he's not paralyzed by the way!

I turn the magic of my right hand into a shockwave and strike out. I'll crush the killer sticking right in from the front like a bug crashing into the wall.

It was supposed to be an invisible blow. But the moment he slammed the shock wave, Saval's appearance blew. Shockwave that cut off the universe.

"Mirage Omble"

Mirage shadow. Phantom Magic - The vanished Savar was targeting Early, not me.

"Kill you and that's it...!

"Your Highness!"

Two Kingsguard knights stand in front of Savar. But - it's late!

Then Saval leads through between the knights. Meanwhile, he slashed each and threw two more daggers in his hand. Stab the armed maid who tried to get in front of Early and stop that leg.

"Ready!"

Saval pulled a short sword out of his hips. The blackish body that does not pass through the light is thin and sharp as a fine sword (estock).

Early shot Airvalet. Saval, who thought it was a crossbow, delayed his reaction to an unseen blow of wind there. Evasion - but my left arm got caught up and blew up to be pulled apart.

To a guy like this kid -! But Saval won't stop pushing. I can stab you now. Tailor the prince with one thrust to the heart. The pain, the regret of losing your left arm, is fine later. Kill, kill, kill!

A prince who also looks like a girl, overlapping with her hissy eyes. For a moment, I saw fright. But he twisted his fears, and understood them to be the eyes of those who dared to face them. When I grew up, I could have been a good king. But I don't have that chance. Right now, here...

Already close range. If you stick your sword out with the momentum of acceleration, pierce the prince's chest.

Fluffy, and the body floated. On the verge of taking the last step, my foot off the ground. discomfort. Saval opens his eyes.

What happened? What happened? Why is my body floating?

In front of Prince Early, Saval's body is still. The prince pointed the air barrette at the killer's chest and pulled the trigger. A blow - but Savar's consciousness didn't disappear, thanks to the magic fixture that made him sneak in his chest, the talisman of his life. The effect is to prevent fatal damage to the torso only once. I mean, it could have been instant death without a talisman.

But the next moment, Saval's body was pulled back and away from Early. It was like being pulled and wielded by an invisible string. At the edge of his vision, he shows a young magician in a beginner robe cape.

Oh, once again, it's him - when Saval shrugged in his heart, his body was slapped by one of the Kingsguard carriages and crushed the carriage. Naturally, the body couldn't have withstood such a shock, and Saval died.