A Boy Raised by Gods, Will Be the Strongest

The mercenary men ahead were chasing a small child.

It's evil by itself, but I only misunderstood one.

That is, the child in front is not a child.

At least not a human child.

It is as small as a human baby, but slim.

They are like dolls.

And her back had insect-like wings.

I've seen it in a picture book in the study room of Vandal. That is probably a fairy.

I tell Luna Maria.

"This forest seems to be full of spiritual power. There is a fairy."

"Is the fairy chased?"

"I guess so, but I don't know if Gard's guy is blinded and trying to catch a fairy, or trying to hear the path to the Holy Sword."

"Is the villain a Gard firm?"

"That's right. There's a mix of those who previously chase in a carriage."

I saw an Oriental Samurai-style man.

"What is the aim of the Garde Shokai guys? I don't think I've come to catch a fairy.

"It's quite possible. Well, let's hear from the people."

At first glance, the villains had caught a fairy and tied it with a rope, but they also noticed my existence.

She is smiling with a smile.

"It's on. If you think you've caught a fairy that sells at a high price, the kid you want will come out of you at the same time."

"Our daily work is good. God is watching us properly."

A vile laugh is heard, "Hehehe."

That alone made me uncomfortable, but at the same time I could see that they came to clear us.

"You're in the way, Gard's husband controls the city of Northwood."

"Is it Gard's command after all?"

"It's not an order, it's a business. Take your neck and you'll get gold. This is a business."

"I see, I can't afford to lose. I don't want to be taken off."

"Joke"

Samurai said, pulling a Japanese sword from his waist.

It's a speed that doesn't stop at your eyes.

His companions shout.

"I came out! Mishima's sword art! Nothing could live by eating this."

"The game was decided early."

The bad guys who can afford it, but only Mishima was not laughing.

He leaks words with a startling expression.

"What, this brat, my sword art with such a dagger."

I pulled out my dagger, which prevented Mishima's sword.

I said I could get rid of his sword.

"My sword teacher is Ronin, the sword god. Dad's sword is many times faster than you."

Mishima raises her eyebrows, saying that the mosquitoes stopped moving.

"Let me out! My swordsmanship is Horaiichi!"

The sword of Mishima is shouted, but there is only a puff, and it shoots a very accurate blow.

If I were not the son of Sword God, I might not have been able to compete with them.

I remember Ronin's training.

"Well, the swordsman moves lightly, because it's lighter than a long sword in the west, so I think he will attack from all angles."

Ronin cuts the rope.

Then the sword tied to the end of the rope approaches from all angles.

Everyone is serious. I dodge it dashingly, but as expected, when 30 came at the same time, I would do about one.

Her cheeks are cut, but her mother sees it and gets angry as if she were angry.

"This bad samurai !!!! How are you training my cute will!"

After that, Miria unilaterally shuffles Ronin.

Of course, Ronin rebelled, but Miria's mother, who became serious, was the strongest and could not help her even to the magical god Vandal.

Vandal, who is supported by the applied magic, sips tea and leaks, "It's a natural reward."

Such a nostalgic sight came to mind.

In other words, there is plenty of room for such recollections.

All this could be the result of Ronin's radical training.

When I thank Father Ronin, I get into Mishima's pocket.

It disappears fast enough to leave an afterimage, but Mishima had enough eyesight to catch it.

He is proof of a strong enemy.

However, it does not matter whether the body can respond even if it can be captured.

Mishima abandoned the sword and tried to prevent the attack with a side arm, but was unable to do so.

I attack with fists, not daggers. He didn't want to kill, albeit a villain.

However, my technique is Ronin, and the technique of Sword God Ronin is the strongest.

Bogo! !

Mishima's body lifts up as the back swells with the sound of.

Mishima is agony while spitting gastric juice, precisely hitting the critical point

.

Although he faints as it is, the friend who saw it turns his face pale.

It seems that their guts are not so strong that their fellows who thought they were the strongest can easily lose and keep their fighting spirit.

They flee at a glance, but I said I was smirking when I wrapped around like a wind.

"Leave the fairy."

When they say, they nod while becoming pale. Carefully unwind the fairy rope.

The fairy who was wearing a monkey gag kicks the bad guys with a feeling of anger, but it is not likely to hurt.

Because it is too small and delicate.

The villains bow to the fairy and try to leave, but I say more peacefully.

"I have something left behind."

When saying, it points to Mishima. The villains tried to leave their peers behind.

Or rather, it was troublesome to care for Mishima who was in agony, so I wanted to leave it to them.

When they held Mishima, they fled quickly.

"Only the escape foot is fast."

Luna Maria was amazed, but did not seem to pursue. We are glad that we have been able to settle relatively peacefully.

In this way, we got rid of the pursuit of Garde Shokai, but we could meet the fairy as a by-product.

The fairy, probably her, jumps around me and says thanks.

"Thank you boy, my name is Riluru. It's a fairy in this lost forest."

He introduced himself.

I take her small hand and shake hands.

"Thank you, Rilulu. My name is Will. I've been looking for a holy sword in this forest."

Then she is surprised, "What?"

"Why is Will a hero? Awesome, awesome! The hero came to this forest for the first time in 100 years."

The joy is tremendous, jumping between the trees.

They don't have any ears to listen.

This made it harder to say that he wasn't a hero, but I still turned to Rilulu.

When she settles down, she takes me to a place where the holy sword is.

"Will be cheap."

She stopped on my shoulder and pointed her finger in the direction of the holy sword.