The man, who resembles Carline Zan-Rhodes badly, holds a spear.

Long spears with longer patterns and longer tips than their heights should have wide intervals and range of attack as well as the length of a man's arm.

Therefore, if melee weapons are against each other, men have a better chance of taking advantage, and I guess Rowfa was right to respond in that sense as well.

At that time, it was inevitable that what sheltered from the simultaneous attack on Ozfeld would remain the feather of confronting that enemy.

Sir is my opponent?

"Disgruntled, at the fake's minute"

"Something terrible."

The man, who looked like Carline, behaved as if he were himself. Carline, who doesn't even break his cautious attitude to the young man Rowfa, and, if you ask, what a cordial and polite teacher, was like an exemplar of the Knights Knight.

Knights executives rarely whip knights against their opponents at Knights headquarters and bases everywhere when they are not on duty. Whiplash in this case is a wooden sword or wooden spear for training, which means conducting combat training. And when it comes to Knights executives training, it goes without saying that the Knights of Obedience and Quasi-Knights also participated.

Among such Knights executives, the most popular was Carline's training.

Because the carline is polite in teaching, and even the obedient knight can teach you how to handle it.

Rowfa, too, learned a lot from him. When it comes to knights who have a crush on Sid, that's why I think so much so that I can name the carline.

Conversely, the least popular teacher of the training was Bain and Drake, who exchanged bi-perfections. It's natural that Bain's training for a thug is unpopular because of his constant wounds, but in Drake's case, it was unpopular because everyone couldn't keep up with that workout.

Drake's own popularity is extremely high.

The fact that the thirteen knights in my memory were now reproduced near perfection in front of me had even boiled fierce anger at Rowfa, and it was only natural that Ozfeld was slashed without question.

"In view of your mood, there is no way"

"Emotion?"

Remaining a boiling emotion from the depths of his heart, Rowfa stared at the fake car line. The appearance of a gentleman knight with an ever-increasing and serene look is too much to backstroke Rowfa's nerves.

"The imposter wants to understand our mood and so on!

"There's too much emotion in action."

At those times, the impostor was flying. Pack a pause and stick out a long, long spear.

"So even if you're taking advantage, this is what happens"

"You're not."

Threw away, Rowfa glanced at the tip of the spear he had received with a bow pattern, close to touching his face, and launched it hard and jumped away. Master Jumper, watch the arrows and release them. The arrow, which is merely rescued, gradually accelerates and kills to the fake car line. The spear spinned and bounced off the arrow. At that time, a second shot is leaving Rowfa's hand. Then, from the beginning, it's the highest speed arrow. It was fleshy at the fake's disposal shortly after he played the first shot. but the fake car line put up a spear when it showed off the arrow even nicely.

The tip is pale and glows like it burns.

(That's...)

Rowfa thought she didn't want to believe what she saw with her own eyes. Thoughts, but we are also approached by the reality that we must understand what it is.

The light that dwells in the spear of a fake car line.

It was nothing but the light of salvation.

"What are you wondering? If you are one of the thirteen knights chosen as the Saviour God Mibula, you can use your salvation to deserve it."

"That's a funny joke."

Rowfa admitted that fake car line spears glow like real car line spears while condensing their salvation on the arrows on the bow. I don't want to admit it. It was indisputably nothing but the single-scale salvation of the power of the Mivula God, used by the Lowfa.

To Rowfa, no, thirteen knights would know. I can see at a glance what that power is derived from.

The light that dwelt in the spear of the fake car line was undoubtedly salvation, and the condensation of salvation had begun to change the appearance of the spear. It's an illusion.

There are different uses for salvation, which is the power given to save the world by Mivula. For one thing, improving physical abilities. It is a fundamental use of salvation, and the difference between physical ability is historical in states where salvation is used and those where it is not.

One is to improve your combat ability. Weaponry and protective equipment can increase the power and defense of an attack.

One, regeneration. If you have minor injuries, you can recover instantly and even if you are seriously injured, you can recover by spending a huge amount of help.

These make Knights Knights far more powerful combat personnel than ordinary people.

And the illusion was the foundation and application of the use of those rescues, their step-by-step technology, which transformed weapons and protective equipment by rescue and even their performance into whatever they wanted.

(What do you mean)

Rowfa had determined that the car line in front of him was a phony, but was still convinced that there was no mistake in its determination. Even if a phony uses salvation, like a car line, and uses an illusion, a phony never becomes real. Fake people are just fake people, which is why they get confused.

The disguise of a fake car line is the disguised spear of the car line itself, and its appearance with a glowing spear was no exaggeration when it came to Carline Zan-Rhodes itself in previous years.

Luveris Zan-Finwright looked out for the broken cutting-edge of the blade and shifted his gaze to the man who lay ahead.

A sharp sword is a sword with a skinny body that was forged specifically for spikes, but its sharp, pointed skinny body was broken in the middle. They broke it. Fiennel Zan-Krona's phony twin trident made it easy and straight.

Fiennel's impostors behave as if they were themselves.

facial expressions, attitudes, tricks, and standing. From what to what, it seemed like Fiennel himself, and that was what made Luveris remember the frustration he couldn't hide.

It was a blasphemy, an insult and a provocation to the Luveris.

Fiennel is dead.

With the failing rings, he went to his place of death and died as promised of his implied death.

I risked my life to protect the world from its doom.

As a result, the world was spared doom and able to survive.

There is an end air in the world, and we do not see a bright future in a chaotic situation, etc., but there is a resurrection of the Holy King, far more than doomed away.

Because we survived, we now have the Luveris and we just have time to think about the future.

It was the honorable sacrifice of the Fiennels that gave me those hours.

It was the presence of the impostors who trample upon the feat that should be perpetuated in the future as long as the world survived.

"Didn't you have a dull arm? Sir Finwright."

I won't deny it.

Gather help, condense, and make changes to broken swords. Fantasizing, whatever the original weapon. Whatever weapon, whatever it is, spends as much help as you need, and you can turn it into a fantasy as you want.

For example, turning stone into swords was possible if you wanted to. However, the further away you are from the original form, the more salvation you need, so you don't normally do that in vain.

"But I don't even want you, the impostor, to call me that."

Luveris told him and looked at a phony like Fiennel.