Card collector from different worlds

Durham Ente, the current head of the Ente family, has always had feelings of indignation.

When the selector's mark once appeared on Eileen, the country was engulfed in disturbing air.

Throwing my still young daughter into that vortex wanted to stop whatever happened.

But as a lord, even a good durroom can't help the other princes.

It's not the kind of political rush that works.

All I could do was hide through that Eileen was a selectee.

When a request came from the prince to confirm just what… was, Durham falsely escaped his daughters outside his territory on a martial arts training journey.

If they look at their self-cards, they'll rip it off in one shot.

The escape was critical and in time, and the two daughters were released.

After that, the prince's surveillance of the Ente realm became all the stronger, and he remained incapable of moving as he thought.

That's why I couldn't help my daughters when they needed help the most.

There was nothing I could do to regret it, even though I didn't think I could.

But the two well done daughters achieved the great feat of reaching the Dwarf realm and selecting a brilliant and righteous king with many collaborators in the people's realm.

It's a reversal play that I don't think is possible.

Probably more difficult than threading through a needle hole in the dark.

My two daughters did it for me.

That's what I'm proud of with my daughters. On the other hand, Durham was made even more impudent by himself, who could only watch it on his own territory.

Of course, it can be said that there were private soldiers of the prince all over town in the territory, and there was nothing we could do about it then.

I wonder if there was still something I should have done risking my life for it.

I've had days when I couldn't sleep because I thought so.

Since then, even at the crown of the king, Durham has not attended in the name of ending in the realm.

Which side can I bring to the royal castle?

Durham wasn't so thick-faced and shameless.

I comforted myself because my wife, Sasha and Violator, and three Irene, were present, but I was still ashamed of myself for not being involved in a series of events.

If at that time he had been forced to engage in activities that were tabular, he would have been branded a foolish lord.

I also think it would have been wise to have been absent in that sense.

But it was a heartbreak in Durham.

My two daughters are so good.

I know that the renaissance of the Ente family will not come true in my own generation.

I don't have that strength.

So did my own father.

Two generations later, a mediocre man became the head of the Ente family.

No matter how well the territorial management is, the reputation of the Ente family has fallen to the ground.

They are two daughters born there.

Durham thought. He said he would take an excellent son-in-law and rebuild him.

Instead of letting them learn combat skills poorly, they were rotten about polishing the inside out.

He welcomed to his son-in-law a young man who could be Lord Black Dog in the future, and thought that he would be the flag of the Ente family.

At present, all the best are in military service.

Among them, good conduct, good households, and those of origin, etc., come from an early age of recommendation to the Kingsguard.

Naturally, I always wanted Violator's son-in-law to be such a person.

Even if he has some strength, he's not a man like Windmill...

Durham stood fully equipped at the training ground and looked at the man in front of him.

He carries his favorite shield and spear on the plate's armor and intimidates his opponent with maximum eyesight.

"... hey, you've got a lot going on"

"There were times when there were a lot of diners, so they were decorated with a wide variety of weapons."

Instead of shriveling, the man in front of him completely ignores the intimidation and looks rarely at the training ground.

Alert has brought his head to a man who is a durroom of rage but does not even move to his utmost intimidation.

"Yeah, what have you been up to? What's up with the prep!

There was plenty of time before Durham showed up with his armor together and a spear.

That's what this man spent with the violator.

I thought I said duel.

It was only natural for me to think what I was comfortable with.

"Oh, is that me? I don't care if it stays like this."

and say things that turn the nerves upside down.

"Ho... don't regret it. No, I'll be back when I regret it.......................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Until you're ready to die.

Durham put up a spear against the floating man and ran up with a voice.

Durham's full 'thrust' was sucked into the man's chest with sharpness as if to leave a shadow behind.

It is inherently powerful enough to penetrate the opponent's chest plate intact and reach the tip of the ear to the back.

But when the man pointed his palm toward Durham, the spear tip was blocked by the man's hand.

"Nano!?

It's like poking a marble wall. The impact comes on both arms.

To my surprise, the spear that I put on never eats into the palm of a man's hand, and it's there.

"Grungy..."

Push harder, you spears don't even freak out.

To this end, Durham understood that the man in front of him was an unusual being.

"Who is it," he strongly impressed his existence.

Even though it's just a one-handed poke, it's not usual, such as defending with your bare hands.

But you can't pull it here.

"On top of getting..."

Once the distance was taken, Durham rounded off his shield.

I know now that it doesn't work with one hand.

Then change the method of warfare immediately.

This ad hoc represents Durham's extraordinary talent in interpersonal matches.

Place the spear with both hands and lower the center of gravity.

"Eat it, Intermediate Swordsmanship" Spike Point Breakthrough "

I don't know what kind of wife, but this is a blow I let go of.

With both hands, and with skills, any defense doesn't even make sense.

Anyway, skill is a trick for cardies.

It's not just a good attack for people to eat.

As a piece of light, a spear poked out at the neck of a man.

That's what the man...

- Paci.

Got it.

- Paki.

I broke it.

"... Hmm"

The man took a step and fisted Durham's chest armor.

- Gown.

Armor recessed into the fist shape, and Durham blew up behind him at more than the speed at which he progressed.

A durroom sticks to the wall with all the flashy noises.

And Zuzuzuzuzu slipped off all the time.

"Hey, what... this..."

Durham, who slammed his body against the wall strongly and spit a lot of blood out of his mouth, said that much and collapsed.

"Oh, I knew I couldn't"

Eileen said so with her hands behind her head.

"He's a Kingsguard Squadron leader, and he's ex. There's no way we can fight them."

Sasha, his mother, is also nodding yeah.

"Kinosuke is stronger, isn't he?"

"Sister, have you never understood? But now Kim no Yuki is my brother-in-law."

Chick Irene pounded her tongue and was embarrassed by the violator.

During King Lyudmila's crowning ceremony and the unveiling of the new king, Sasha is meeting Kim Noisuke.

So only Durham in the family knew about Kim Noisuke.

"... so I'm going home."

"Isle, you don't use words that don't matter. And your house is here."

"... oh well. I made a mistake because I've been over there forever."

"That's Kimnosuke's house. Not yours."

"Yes, yes... but your sister. Do you live over there when you get married? Convenient, but inconvenient."

"... right. What shall we do?"

A violator who thinks hmm, but Irene says, "Well, I'll live with you instead," and returns, "Then I'll live with you."

"When will the ceremony be more than that?

As for Sasha, that's where I feel like.

"The time depends on Kim Yuki, but there seems to be some kind of capital (...)."

"Really? Well, I'll take care of the day, but I'll let the invitees talk."

Okay, Mother.

"Where should I ask for my costume..."

At the foot of a stretched durroom, there was such a mother and daughter conversation extended.