Lütier, who dealt with a bloody young dragonman and rolled him to the ground with a swing of his fist.
He grinned furiously at the dragon man who tried to devour him and met his fists.
At that time, he is inadvertently called out from behind, "Hey, Noon, let's get him."
I was an excited luthier to say "what kind of guy would do that to me" for not noticing any signs at all, but I drop my shoulder immediately.
Because it was an old man like a dead tree who stood.
The tuna that grew from his forehead stood without stinging, and the tough scales were even dull and cracked in gray.
Though it's the fangs that haven't fallen out, it's just that.
All in all, I didn't feel anything like strength from this old dragon man.
The old man looks at him pitifully and sighs loudly at Rütier, who laughs with his "joke" nose.
It touched him.
"Such a weak old man makes himself..." Rütier mutters so in his heart.
Lütier, who was a thug but has only refrained from raising his hand to the weak. But only at this time will the demon do it.
"Shit," he regrets. It's too late, and the fist he waves down captures the old man's head straight.
"What a fist cut off the sky."
"You're an old man, but you're having a hell of a reaction rate."
"Yes. I'll end up with a brilliant word, even if I remember it now."
Rütier grunts and throats and narrows his eyes from his old thoughts.
With his fist cut out of the sky, Rütier applies to be present with the old man.
"I don't have a choice," the old man said, taking his offer.
Lütier waves his fists over and over again towards the old man with his hands behind his hips turned, but all of them are bewitched by the old man.
Where his offense was interrupted, the old man leaned over to Lütier with no footsteps but a few moments to blink.
The thin, long fingertips that were the sawdust of the old man, who jumped at the momentum as it was, poke Lütier's brow.
The rhutier against him was as if he could not react, shocked by his forehead and noticed the old man's movements for the first time.
But not until the hook claws stretched from his fingertips hurt Rütier's forehead. No, I didn't hurt Waza and Rhutier.
Still, Rütier lost consciousness on the spot.
He told me later from an old man's apprentice that he only used a little magic then.
Lütier, recovering from his stunning, asks the old man to make him his disciple, and becomes his disciple after being turned down several times.
"Can you use magic to stun someone? Ah. Wow."
Lütier stood his finger and shook his head at me expressing some uneven sentiment.
"No, there are only a few of us who can do that."
"I wonder if it's a difficult technology. You learned Rütier, too, didn't you?
"Ruri. But it seems a little too delicate for me. I couldn't master it."
I don't feel remorse at all for Lütier, who laughs loudly.
I can like the personality of cracking bamboo like this.
I can't do it. I honestly want to praise those who can.
It's not something you can do, is it? I want to be strong like him, too.
... just think, it doesn't seem like I can... but it's true that I want to be.
"How long did Rütier train for an old man?
"I've had an audition done for almost three years."
"Three years! I think that's amazing."
"No. Magic - no, Odd's still unusable. You can't just put your fist on them and stun them."
"Isn't that amazing how hard you worked!
Eat down to the humble Rütier.
Did it sound like I was excited, Rütier wakes up and turns to me?
I get up and aggravate so I can keep up with his movements.
Mmm.
Lütier used to say things you couldn't hear.
Not magic, O.D.? Again, my knowledge seems to have made an unsolicited conversion.
Odd is a word taken from Odin, the main god of Nordic mythology, about the power that is supposedly coming out of every object, including only creatures.
The way you say "odd" is tighter than "aura," but maybe it makes a difference in meaning because it sounds odd.
As far as I can imagine, Mana, Magic, Odd, Aura... what a strange power I recognize.
"No, I don't feel bad that Lord Fujima told me that. I can use Odd in a little while."
"Oh, oh!
"It's 'barked' in front of the goblins. That's when I used Odd."
Frederick tells me it was incredibly powerful.
"No, no. Not even at the feet of Lord Fujima. It's just a little power."
No, no, no. That's not true.
I hear Rütier's roar is not just a voice then.
She fainted that the goblins around her had just fallen apart... There's no such thing as a "little".
And what the hell am I like to be in him? All I have is an absolute defense of App Power.
If you actually fight, you can lose your mind just by confronting Rütier without even being in battle.
Lütier had a respected master. The teacher is an old dragon man...... probably.
"You mean the Lord of those fangs is Lutier's master, right?
Lütier shakes his neck vertically when asked to confirm.
"Exactly."
He can't help but get into a complicated mood.
I wonder how he felt negotiating with the dragon people when the dragon man came to the wasteland.
As a result, the beast man came to the prairie.
Some people may curse at cowards who fled without fighting Rhutier. But I don't think so.
Rather than fighting, scratching, and annihilating, it falls unharmed and relapses in New Heaven and Earth.
His decisiveness, his ability to pull the beasts, would be extraordinary.
"Thanks for letting me hear it"
"Shame on you."
I am, Rütier.
"Yes."
"I don't know what kind of negotiation there was between you and the Dragon Man, but I think I'm honoring your decision. It's never something to be humiliated about."
"Lord Fujichima..."
Beat Pont and Rütier on the shoulder and turn your best smile to him.
On the other hand, was he impressed or was his throat ringing for tears in his eyes?
"What kind of negotiation was there between the dragon people and us, would you listen to the dragon people first?
"Okay. I will."
I can understand Lütier's thoughts.
If I heard from him about the negotiations between the Dragon Man and the Beast Man here, I would have been concerned that he would have seen them with colored glasses.
I don't know anything about dragon men, and I think of him as a friend.
If I heard from him like that, I would definitely only feel comfortable with the circumstances on the part of the Beast Man.
He is clumsy. I think I have a lot to lose.
I don't know what to say anymore, I'm too proud and dazzled...
"Gahahaha. Sorry for the damp talk"
"No, I'm glad you asked. Thanks."
One last word of this. Me and Rütier go back to the waterwheel cabin.