The Swordsman Called the Countless Swords Sorcerer

Tria, the second largest city of Nagras, is a port city.

The eastern part borders the sea and has developed as a base for inshore trade. The south is home to many bountiful Caucasus forests, and the north and west are lush grasslands. Further west, we arrived at the thin wilderness, and beyond that was Canobis, the continent's largest mountain range.

Extremely dangerous monsters inhabit the wilderness and forests, making it a dangerous land for mercenaries as well as ordinary people. Every month, the lives of mercenaries who overestimate their abilities are lost there. In the Canobis Mountains, for example, it is a suicide act to step in unless you are a mercenary with a strong arm.

Even the most dangerous monsters in the grasslands around Tria fall short of the weakest monsters in the Canobis Mountains. Of course, if you are a new mercenary, it goes without saying that even the monsters that appear in the grasslands of Thria are compelling.

In particular, new mercenaries who encounter a "despair" bearing the name of "despair" have no choice but to curse their bad luck. Despears are the monsters at the top of the grassland food chain.

The average height is one. Five meters. Its appearance, covered with green scales, resembles a bipedal reptile. Keep your forefoot and thick tail in balance, and squat on your hind legs to move quickly through the meadow to catch prey. The head has two unusually long horns, but is pointed backwards and cannot be used for attack.

Jaw Disapear's weapons are powerful tusks lined up closely, sharp claws that rip through the leather armor, and versatility with great agility. It also has strong scales that will bounce off if it is a half attack.

They usually attack herbivores on grasslands to satisfy their appetite, but in rare cases they can hit people. There is no doubt that the new mercenary is the one he doesn't want to encounter the most, and once he meets, he's ready to die.

"Konia! What's Ralph's wound?"

A young man with Ash Blonde hair shouts with a sword and shield, facing the despair of the grassland.

"That's terrible, Greche! No more medicine!"

A petite girl screamed, screaming, treating the wounds of an unconscious axe who shed blood.

"That!"

A young man, called Gressie, applauds the reply from the girl. About 2 hours walk from Tria. In the middle of the grassland away from the road, the Grechets were in a desperate pinch.

The four Greches are originally childhood friends from the same village. It has been three months since I left the village because of my longing for the city, which is unique to young people. There were no jobs in their hands, no abundance of money, and there was no other way to eat than the four people who had no clues but to become a mercenary and earn daily money. .

When he came out of the village, he bought weapons using the money received as a farewell, initially taking on requests mainly for the support of skilled mercenaries, luggage holding, and chores in the city. After gaining some experience of fighting and having a satisfactory set of armor, he gradually began hunting on the grassland by himself.

But they were somewhat reckless, but never reckless. He listened to the advice of senior mercenaries, weighed himself where it wasn't necessary to do so, and discarded if he judged it unfavorable. Even in grasslands that were relatively safe, they avoided dangerous beasts and monsters, such as the Beast King and Green Knife, and focused on snatching, which is easy to hunt.

Snatch is a kind of weasel, a large beast that is nearly one meter long. Although a ferocious carnivore, it's not a scary opponent for a mercenary with combat skills. The cartilage called tail stone, which can be collected from the tip of the tail, sells at a high price and is considered to be a good match for prey for new mercenaries.

The Grechets left eight snatches before leaving Morning early in the morning for lunch. Not only the tail stone, but also the fur itself sells high, so it is a good pace to say that eight animals are on track before the sun rises to the zenith.

It was at the time when the Greches were desperate that they had a good luck and had an early lunch.

Only a few minutes when the surroundings are neglected in preparation for lunch. Only that mistake drove Greche's lives to the cliff.

The lives of the four people quickly became bleak when they noticed that the best-looking konia among the crown members was approaching the horizon and that it was a monster of despair.

Although slower than the Beast King, the agility of the dispares is by no means low. By the time Konia discovered, it was no longer an escape distance.

The Grechets were compelled to try to intercept, but they weren't the only opponents who could fight and win. He tried to manage to escape while keeping the damage as low as possible without finding a chance, but he was injured without help.

"Gio! Take down Ralph and Konia!"

"What does Grechet do?"

A long-haired young man holding a sword alongside Grechet asks questions without turning away from the dispares.

"Get as much time as possible here!"

"Speak idiots! Can you leave alone!"

"But, as it is ...!"

Annihilation. Grechet swallowed the words that follow.

"I just need to beat this guy!"

"Yeah! Geo!"

A swordsman called Geo wraps around the dispares and swings his sword to cut his head. But the swordshooting was hampered by the long corner of the dispares.

The swing that tried to cut off every corner was easily bounced off, and the tail of the disparse hit the geo on the contrary. A tail blow from the blind spot hit the defenseless flank of Geo and blew his body right beside it.

"Geo!"

Konia's scream resounds.

"Shit!"

Since Ralph and even Geo were injured, they can no longer withdraw with the injured.

"Konia! Run away with you alone!"

"No! You can't do that!"

Despair, facing Grechet, was in a position to attack her with his neck lowered.

"Shaaaaaaaa!"

A voice of intimidation is exhaled from the mouth with sharp fangs. In the next moment, the hind legs of the dispars kicked the ground and the giant jumped at Grechet.

"That!"

Suddenly striking the side of the attacking dispair with a small shield fixed to his left arm, escapes from its fangs.

Shortly after his breath, however, the next blow was directed at Grechet. The front legs of the disparse with sharp claws are swung up. His left arm, hit with a shield to ward off the tusks, has not yet returned. He's in a bad shape.

(Unpalatable!)

Grechet prepared for death.

"Greche!"

Konia's cry cried strangely in Greshe's ear.

That is the time. Disparse's forefoot, which was swinging down towards Grechet, suddenly disappeared.

"Geeee!"

A scream screams from the mouth of the disparse.

Grechet's eyes, who do not know what had happened, caught the front legs of the flying dispars. At the site where the forefoot should be, you can see a cross section as if it had been sharply cut off, and a large amount of spouting blood.

"e?"

"Shaaaaaaaa!"

To Gressie who cannot hide his embarrassment, the disparsed jaw is about to attack again-the next moment his neck falls.

The neck hits the ground with a noise, and the giant dispars falls down following it. Greche escaped from the misery called despair without knowing.

His life after nine deaths saw a short sword floating in the air and wetted with his blood from a disparse.