Black Haired King

"Ha!

"Ho."

Men cut with swords from around. I avoid it with my sword, too, but it comes next. About 30 people in all. The number of people is about 10% of the total, but the middle-major is mixed inside.

"Shit!"

"Whoa!

It's hard to tell because he runs low, mixed with sword-wielding men. The man comes at my throat with a dagger.

I steer clear of my head and avoid it, but I spin and kick at the gaps I've avoided. Now kneel down and avoid. Not only do you avoid it, but you wield your sword to the right giddle, aiming at a man's foot.

But the man was avoided by jumping with one leg. A man takes a distance from me. That's when I tried to attack a man.

"Whoa, whoa!

A giant man, a little over 2 meters, teases a shoulder tackle. And as inevitable as it is from left to right, there are other men behind us earlier. If left, right, front and rear don't work.

"Demon Legs!

You're the only one up there. I fly, I avoid, I disguise my sword as a demon. Collect magic on the face against the blade as it cuts along the blade. And...

"Flaming Great Volcano"

I wave my sword down on the ground in front of a giant man. The moment the sword hits the ground, the ground bursts. The giant man rolls to avoid it.

I land and activate the Demon Leg/Pole. Point your sword at the man right behind you. Put your sword down a man's throat. It's over for the day.

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"I knew Redius was strong. I still had confidence in my arm."

The man who tried to scratch my throat earlier, Greg, is going to say that. No, Greg was strong, too. Greg seems to have been trained by interlocutors and is good at targeting human steeples.

"Mm-hmm. No attack at all."

And the other giant man, Galana, is nodding naggingly as she arms up and rags. This man does a hell of a trick of hardening his body and beating his enemies to death with physical enhancement. Bare hands and enough to crack a rock.

Galana has a collar around her neck. The reason is because he killed the son of that nobleman to help the girl who was about to be attacked by the nobleman's son.

It seems that the son of that nobleman had originally committed only evil acts and was neglected by other nobles, so he would have been imprisoned where the death penalty was originally. Kill the son of a nobleman on a boulder, and there will be no punishment.

They say if you survive in this war, you'll get fewer sentences, and Garana will end his sentence, too. I want you to survive.

There are 33 of us all around us, with the exception of me, among the men assigned to this death wall squad who want to work out with me. Twenty-three are not wearing that inner collar, and ten are wearing the collar. Including me, you're 34.

When they say what they're doing, they stare at us. It's been a week since I defeated my former leader here.

That's when I advised everyone to work out to survive. It is the men who are here now who have agreed to that. The rest of them are still following their former leaders, and they're not coming this way.

I'm sure anyone who doesn't wear a collar will come if there's any trigger.... Ah, the sun was coming to the top when I realized it. Is it this time already?

"I'm sorry. I should probably get going. I know it hurts everywhere, but don't push it. Be careful with them later. Especially since the Galana collars can't go out of the way."

"What, it's okay. We're not gonna make it that easy either."

Galana laughing gahaha saying that. I hope nothing happens. I'll just have to trust them here.

I'm taking Lopo out of the Dead Wall Squad village. The aim is the National Library of Wangdu. Maybe 20 minutes if I run from here. Demonic leg activated. And I run out. In the back, the lopo comes along about a meter in size. It's been a routine for the past week or so.

But the National Library, which is going now, is going today for the first time. The reason is, first of all, that I didn't know where it was and that I was training with everyone in the Dead Wall Corps.

Let's go every day. I've been meaning to go, but the training is too much fun, and I'm gonna do it till close to night.

When it comes to training, I have had no choice but to deal with Mr. Mistrea or Mr. Helenay. It was a pleasure to have so many people.

But it would be hard on the boulders every morning to evening, so I decided to go from morning to noon today. I had told Greg and the others about it, so he agreed with me comfortably. And 15 minutes to run. I arrived in Wangdu earlier than I thought.

Show the guild card to the gatekeeper and go inside. The National Library is west of here. Do you want to go a little through the back road? I walk around the city with Lopo in my hood.

This king's capital is divided between the civil and aristocratic districts. The general city is inhabited by ordinary citizens, but around the outskirts near the gate it is a slum city.

The aristocratic district is inhabited by merchants and lower aristocrats close to the civil district, and the higher the aristocrats are in the mansion close to the royal castle in the center.

And the National Library I aspire to today is near the border between the Civic and the Noble City. If we want to go there normally, we have to get into a slightly intertwined path.

I had trouble with that, so I asked my uncle at the 800 stores who was supposed to go every day for the road. That path can shorten the time by about 10 minutes rather than going through a normal, intertwined path, but they have to go through Slam Street.

Besides, Slam Street has a lot of chimps, so I don't really recommend it. They won't bring soldiers to Slam Street.

Well, I don't care. If you go along with that in mind, the people around you will go down a little bit. I guess that means Slam Street is close. And went into a slightly darker alley from a certain border.

You sure don't want a normal person in there. It's dark because it doesn't hit the sun, and I'm starting to see my uncle laughing dangerously and tough people a little bit.

Now, if you're thinking of falling out.

"Let go of Rona!

and a boy's voice. Then I hear a wild man, and I hear him like he's been beaten. Hmm, you're obviously tangled up or something. Should I stick my neck in here?

Don't you dare look at it. I was planning to go straight, but turn right down the alley. Then there are about five men there who seem to be bent.

To one of them... Is that black, or what? A girl with long black hair was grabbed and two boys were down like crawling to the ground. The two boys had brown hair, all three about one below me.

The men, who seem to bend, step on the boy who is falling. Girl crying when she stops it.... Ha, help.