He was an unexpectedly strong kid. But that's it.
You must have cut the trump card at the end, but curse yourself for being caught by the feint. Decent, it could have been your win if it was just a battle, but we can't lose this one either.
I've seen the kid's magic four times. I guess the first time I did my best to combine cognitive inhibition to metastasize. I didn't know anything about its construction or how fast it was. That's why I bothered you.
But the last three don't use inhibition. I'm stunned that I built them all without chanting, but thanks to them I know how fast they build.
All three magic build speeds are at the same speed. I mean, that's the fastest. Otherwise, you'd be acting faster.
With this timing, we can no longer build in time. I warned you. Hit him in the neck with the intention of killing him.
"Huh!"
Shortly before I hit him in the neck, the sword held by the lad roared and glowed hard. I don't know what I'm willing to do but I can't make it anymore. Put in the knife with the intention of chopping off its neck before the kid moves.
"Kehaha..."
Clearly too loud a blow noise sounds to kill every person around him, and the kid collapses. I seriously punched in, but I couldn't drop my neck. What a sturdy one.
Most surprisingly, he may have tried to attack from that situation. The moment the technician sword passed over his head like a fall, he just sweated a little cold.
It's called the sudden increase in speed just now, I might still have had something if I hadn't stopped here. But now my consciousness is completely cut off. No, you ate what's right now. It would be dead. Perhaps I should say that I would be dying.
Perhaps if you let it go, the kid dies completely. Even now, the situation will treat you like a dead man.
"Knock."
The moment I tried to get away from the kid, the wind hit me in the direction I tried to move. A wind blade conceived of magic. That was also a considerable amount of magic. The power of being completely cut off without fulfilling what is prevented if eaten properly. The wind ravages and extinguishes its surroundings.
That's the only woman in there who can get a joke like this out.
"Tallow, you're very handy with one opponent. It's a good thing you said you could get away from me."
Inai Stell waves down his sword and walks in nature. All that woman can do is work.
But what you have in your hand is an earlier sword. From what I've seen, it just looks like a normal sword. Then is that the Devil's Sword?
"A demon sword. There were some good alchemists in your country."
That powerful demon sword is troublesome. There's a lot of magic to offset that power. It could consume the amount of magic you're taking to escape.
How long can you wait... No, no, no. This place escapes at all costs. How many demon swords can you say you can't keep doing the same thing over and over again?
"... Demon Sword? I don't know where you're looking, but this is a magic guide technician sword, right?
When Inai Stel says so, he slowly walks here, generating a vortex of awesome magic, a vortex of wind, a vortex of compressed air around his sword.
The power would certainly be a magic guiding technician sword. Such an output change is basically impossible with the Devil's Sword. The power of the Devil's Sword does not require the magic of the user himself, but instead it is common to have objects that cannot change the output.
"- Eh!"
You monster. What a joke. Magic power. I don't feel like I can prevent it at all costs. I totally misjudged the sight. I saw sweetly that it was not wrapped around the exterior.
With one technician sword, can this woman be the greatest threat enough? What do we do? How do we get through this place?
- That's right.
"Stop! Don't come any closer!
"... you don't know. Why should I obey?
The monster doesn't listen to stillness, he walks in.
"This man is still alive. But if you don't do something, you're gonna die."
Not adding or subtracting, but an attack that leads to fatal injuries. It's dead, but it can still be resuscitated, but it's still a state of 'living' to the extent it can be said.
"So?"
So the monster stopped and was willing to hear my words. Relieve without expressing yourself. Looks like we can take it to a negotiation somehow.
"If you want to help the kid, let go of the sword. And miss it. Otherwise, we'll just stab the stop."
The kid doesn't know how far he's going to go for this woman. But being together is somewhat close to the other person.
If you didn't have one of your men and were there for personal use, it would be fine.
If it's this distance to the boulder, I'm faster. If the kid's important, I want to think I'll ride.
"... you have no choice."
The monster fogs his magic and throws his sword behind him. I also assumed he'd come in, but there's no sign of movement.
Apparently, this man, to that monster, is the opponent that should take precedence over wars between nations.
"I honestly don't expect you to let go."
'You really are. Are you sure?
In my words, a subhuman woman walks in from behind the monster. I was watching the side, but I guess I came out to see what that woman did.
And then there's that toddler. I don't know where you're lurking, but it's a little creepy I can't see that one.
"That's a terrible thing to say."
"It's the woman who killed her parents. I also assumed you'd come in."
Kill with your eyes. The words were stared at with exactly the right eyes. Just that. I didn't even get attacked, but I just felt my spine freeze from being stared at.
"Shall I not ask? Otherwise, I'm going to punch in."
"This one was silent, too"
Dangerous. I'm glad she's a calm woman. That's a complete failure.
That woman has a history in the past where a country that didn't even think Umr would win or anything like that grabbed his family and abandoned him for taking hostages.
Just knowing there, this negotiation was a bet.
"Bye."
"Oh, Sara--"
Farewell, the moment you try to build metastatic witchcraft, a shock runs through your body. Above all, there's a big shock to the chest.
What the hell happened? From where, who, what.
I said, "No, you didn't."
Behind me, I heard a kid who I thought had killed earlier. He was down there until just now. The moment you cut your gaze for the metastasis, did you transfer back?
Did you take that blow? Did you take that blow to the neck? Seriously, you mean you withstood the blow you hit with the intention of killing this kid?
"Gu... gu..."
I don't move. I try to move it somehow, but it's like my body doesn't move. I can't move one finger satisfactorily. On top of that, it doesn't wrap up to magic.
What, this attack? I don't get the tone of this guy's strange attack from earlier. Wasn't it just a mid-range attack?
"Sooooooooooooooo. In the meantime, stay asleep."
My consciousness was dyed black by the awesome shock I felt from behind, following that voice.