Black Summoner

- Gown/Tiger Wolf Stream Dojo

The day after Lyon arrived in the gown, the Tiger Wolf Stream dojo continued to train the knife. However, the current lecturer had become Gérard on behalf of Gordiana, and the content had shifted to something more operational.

"Sit back more - yes!

"Here's the thing, it's awesome!

"Hmm, sounds good!

Gerard receives and pays for the holy sword that Knife Ya has waved. The sword muscle of the sword was sharp and even heavier than it had been a few days earlier. Even the eyes of Ya and Nana, the amateurs of the sword, are such a change that they know enough.

(Shame on Mr. Goldiana's teaching, what is it? Light so your body can see differently, and you can move as you thought!

The flesh of Knife Ya, who was particularly encouraging the training of the Gordian stream, never betrays its efforts. The same is true of physical modifications, but the increased flexibility of Goldia-style massage and the nutritious diet of Goldia-style cuisine were creating more synergies and increasing their effectiveness. If the instruction of the sword by Gerrard is added there is no way that strength will not be cultivated.

"Whoa whoa whoa!

"That's not what I meant! That, another bottle!

A sword trident echoes in the dojo again. Two of the party's moodmakers and chaos makers, Nana and Ya, who hear the sound, are currently taking a break.

"Kansasa-kun, you're very motivated."

"Physical language is incomprehensible to me. But I think we've got strength, too. Humph!

"Likobu... like there is, like there isn't. But you're definitely getting stronger!

The two men, whose magic and wand are the subject of battle rather than the sword, were also more successful than before in their workouts here. Build mental surfaces with delamis and physical surfaces with gowns. In the land of Naraya (Avisland), I have disliked the experience in action. If they are now swordsmiths, they will be able to say with their breasts stretched that they have no weakness compared to the brave men of the past.

"Oh, thank you......!

"Um, I did. I hope you get enough rest."

As soon as the workout is over, the knife falls into the floor of the dojo with the butterflies. Looks like he kept going to his limits.

"Yes, Kansasa-kun. Towels and Water"

"Sa, Thankyou...... Ugh, I'll stain you all over your body. Still, Mr. Gerard doesn't look tired at all. I mean, boulders, you realize the difference in power."

"Mm, do you? Well, to this extent. When dealing with Serra or Lion, it moves more than twice as much."

"This time, is it..."

"It's a monster. There's a monster here."

"Mi, ya..."

In fact, if Kelvin and the others were in a mock fight, the amount of exercise wouldn't be such a ratio of workouts. By the time it's overwhelming, the level and performance as a race will be different. Humans and demons and saints have so many openings.

"Hmm. The crusade of angel-shaped monsters is sandwiched between workouts, and I think it's time for you lords to evolve. Even in the land of Naraya (Abyss Land) before this, you crusaded quite a few monsters, didn't you?

"Right, we're working hard..."

"I think the way we've been fighting affects us."

Ya, with her head full of witch hats on her lap, said something like that.

"Well, what do you mean?

"If you gain this by fighting monsters and gaining the experience you need to increase the level, the last person to stab a stop will get most of it. We tried to distribute it as evenly as possible, but there was naturally a battle with enemies who couldn't afford it. When that happens, we often rely on the power of the moment."

"For a moment, that brunette's daughter? Surely if that girl had the iron slaughter right, it would be possible to slaughter her without being influenced by her enemies and strength."

"Yes. As a result, the moment is growing out of its head."

"Right."

"Right."

Everything Yada talks about is true, and it can be seen that during the pinch, he would have managed to cut through it using the power of a moment. To Gerard, too, that was telling enough. And if you're going to say that much, I'd like to meet you because of your taste as a samurai.

"And where is that moment now? I haven't seen him yet."

"No, we haven't seen each other in a while either. How about a few days in a different dojo?

"Sure. It's been three days... Ha! What if that middle-aged man is making me do something nasty...!?

"No, no, I don't think so. Mr. Nito, I know you hate words and gaze, but I was more than happy to have a disciple."

"What do you think? Middle-aged people don't know what they're thinking. Hence dangerous. Super dangerous."

"Ya's got a pretty skewed mind too."

In Ya's bitterness, Knife Ya and Nana laughed bitterly, but did not seem entirely relieved. Though I don't think so, if - such an idea remains subtle. Trust in your uncle, subtle.

"Okay! Then let's take a peek at the training! Where's the dojo?

"" "Huh?

Rouma, a tiger wolf flow swordsman, was in the second dojo where the moments and nitos trained. He was interested in the training landscape of Nito and his disciples, the ancestors of the Tiger Wolf Stream, as those who followed the path of the Sword, which was also the same genre. Quite impossibly, Nito allows him to visit at the dojo end, observing his training while in his front seat in the morning.

(Is this a workout,...!?

What was happening in front of Lowma was a serious death match. A moment when you lay your hands on Nirvana silence and stand in the position of being together. In contrast, the body of nito surrounding the perimeter of the moment in various shapes, for a total of ten people. The two had slaughtered each other inside this dojo during four or six o'clock, and continued to fight. Slashing and laying down the nito that strikes from all directions with a fast sword, the blood dances. But Nito will be resurrected immediately with a dead ash raw (because of Kishikake), and will be rewarded again with a sword. If a knife is slashed with the ability of a moment, the body picks up countless stacks of knives on the floor for nito. Fight again. That repetition.

The moment accumulates so much experience of slashing people that they don't like it, and they acquire skill with their bodies on how to slay people better. The addition and subtraction of nito gradually disappeared as its skill increased, and now the battle was proceeding at a terrible rate. There was no gap that allowed a very low horse to enter, and a sword trident was swinging faster than his knife extraction technique.

And the instant move that Rowma saw in the next moment was something he'd never seen before. One swing, it was definitely one swing. The body of the nito that surrounded the moment, all of it finely chopped into pieces by the knife, went to the meat mass. The rhouma just seemed like the moment had just pulled the knife out, and I didn't understand what had happened. However, the goosebumps that stood all over his body and his hips that fell out naturally told the story of the anomaly.

"It's good, it's really good. It's more than my uncle expected."

The knife (nito) placed next to the horse said so in an admirable tone. There's something about Rouma that I don't understand yet, but this seems to be the main body of the nito.

"No, I haven't run out of them yet. Besides, I slept all day. This delay, we need to get it back soon......!

"Hana, don't be so hasty. All right? Humans have three main places to evolve. Prominent in his magical abilities," Demon Man "also specializes in magic with the inherent skills he gains. Create an inherent skill that benefits you in some way, a well-balanced 'saint' without such weaknesses as this. And he's" Superman "who excelled in physical abilities, like Pretty. Of course, the unique skills you get to meet are equivalent to that. It was the last superman, the perfect race to succeed my uncle's school. The new intrinsic skills you have gained will make your uncle even more powerful. No, I want you to take the world with that sword someday."

"Keep the joke that far. Another fight, please!

Death Reunion. On the other hand, behind the solidified horse, those who peered in the gap between the doors leading to the dojo were there until just now. Did they also motivate themselves to see this training, saying that the dotadota and footsteps moved away to the first dojo.