Desire

“Lady!"

I was walking through the garden without a care. Marianne glances at the hurtling glass. “What's a girl? Disgracefully.” She looks at Marianne, her chin bent and pointed out, and she looks ridiculous. However, the glass soon clears her face and grabs Marianne's hand.

“Khh, something's wrong. ”

“What the hell? ”

Marianne frowns and looks back at the hand the glass grabbed and her face. It is not supposed that Glass, the servant, should touch Marianne, the nobleman's body, but Marianne is a childhood friend who has lived with Yuri since childhood. This kind of rudeness can be closed. Of course, if Valfrid was around her, he would have yelled bitterly at Glass.

“This is big, this is big! ”

“No, so what is it? ”

Marianne grimaces endlessly at the glass. The glass swallowed a gulp. She steals sweat from her forehead and takes a few deep breaths. Marianne looks at the glass as if it were close. What happened to this slowpoke kid jumping all over the place?

“The new knight is trying to kill all the soldiers. ”

“... what? ”

She opens her eyes and looks at the glass. Suddenly, the glass began to weep. She sneezes and rubs her hand against the edge of her eye. “Go. What's wrong with you?” Marianne was embarrassed and asked. The glass covers its red nose with its hands and bows its head.

“Oh, save my brother.”

Ah. Marianne realizes later. He remembered Yuri's brother joined the army last time. Marianne swallows a dry saliva. “What the hell is going on? Just a little more...” The glass pulls Marianne's hand before Marianne asks.

“I'll talk to you on the way... please, miss. Save my brother."

Marianne reaches her resolution with the crying voice of glass. She shuts her lips and nods forcefully. A request from a childhood friend. How could I say no? Marianne walks forward in a loud voice. Marianne moves and follows her with a slightly brighter face. Hearing the glass's explanation, Marianne recalls an article from the Jinjin. Marianne's body trembles. Marianne couldn't quite figure out why her body was shaking. Ajin and Marianne never had much of a conversation. I met him in front of the temple and heard his greetings. Marianne, however, shudders the silent Asian.

I don't want to face you.

“I have nothing to say to you. ”

Azin mutters in a grumpy voice. He tied his arms tightly with a cloth. In front of him was a young man who was bleeding from his mouth. Azin looked at those young men with a pathetic face and looked at them. The young men holding the practice club were swallowing their saliva and staring at Ajin.

“Tie your arms and keep your feet off your body. Five men at a time. That was the first condition. If you succeed in attacking me like that... you don't have to listen to me. On the contrary, if all of you fall to me, you obey me. It's absolutely favorable for you, isn't it? I thought you said it was good. ”

The Lord's approval has been denied to reinforce the training of the armed forces through Valfrid. Starting today, Ajin chose to be the training instructor for the soldiers, and he forced them to train several times more robust. At first, the soldiers who followed were asked by the knights, and eventually threw up their complaints in the old record, which did not end even when they ran.

I thought I'd kill a few by example. When I first entered the bloodstream and received the bloodstream. Ajin overwhelmed the bastards who had not listened to him by setting an example. However, such methods were not available on Celebrity territory. At that time, the bloodstream admitted how the bloodstream would handle the bloodstream, but not here. The soldier belongs to the lord, not to Azin.

So what I thought was a bet. You restrained your arms and restricted your legs from touching them. If any of their attacks come upon you, you can refuse their orders with honor and name. After throwing the food like that, they seemed nice and wanted to bite.

And here's the thing.

“Why are they standing there? You still have 30 left. ”

You have received 50 volunteers. Those who wanted to fight came out of nowhere. Then, twenty men fell. They still have thirty left. But the relaxed side was the aching side. Even though the conditions are that you can't tie your arms and kick them with your legs, you can still defeat five people in a situation like this.

“Just standing still... means you lost? ”

Azin raises his mouth slightly and asks. The five who were trembling with the words came forward again. Twenty down, but still thirty to go. A knight, or ogre slayer, will tire you out as long as you are mortal. Besides, both arms are tied... This side is holding a club. If you measure the streets well, you won't have to beat one.

“What are you doing?”

Asin looks at the people standing around and asks. The one in front approaches with an angry move. Asin's gaze rises with the rising club. A wedge! It was the moment the club was swinging. Ajin pushes the ground with his feet as he pulls his back. The body leans back, avoiding the club's trajectory. The remaining four came at the same time. The club falls from all sides.

Azin's feet move. Sliding, bending. Push... bounce. It wasn't just the legs that moved. The whole joint twists the angle and avoids the club's trajectory. The young men swinging the club against Azin felt a terrible feeling as if they were dealing with an unarticulated mollusc.

And when all the trails are gone,

Ajin stretches his feet out in front of him. The young men's faces were distorted. They knew too well what was going to happen after this. He said he was gonna resist, and he pulled himself back.

It was faster for the pain to move. The distance was narrowed. It wasn't until I turned the club around. I can't use my arms. Azin lowers his tied arm down, instead shrugging his shoulders up. Kwak 'jic! The shrugged shoulders twist his torso and crack the chest of the young man standing in front. The young man's body flew backwards, feeling suffocation. Ajin does not stop advancing. You lower your body and twist your lower back. The right shoulder points to the air. Then bounce back. The jaw cracks open, and the body of another young man rolls back.

“Aah!”

He shouts and swings the club hard, but it doesn't fit. An attack with no power. It doesn't mean they have great strength. The user fights closely in the vicinity of the target's lungs. You can avoid an attack that size with your eyes closed. My feet slip and bounce. Swinging shoulders. It didn't take long for all five to fall. Azin glances down his shoulder, bouncing his foot lightly. Blood splattered and dirty.

“Next.”

Ajin spits it out from his grave face. Twenty-five left. At this rate, it'll be over in ten minutes. He looked at the young men who thought so and trembled. The laughter and possibilities that I initially held had already disappeared from their faces. Azin tilted his head toward the silent young men.

“Won't you do it again? ”

“Why are you doing this? ”

A young man with a slight look on his face spit out. He blinked and tilted his head. “What are you talking about?” Azin asked with a face that he really doesn't know.

“Why are you doing this? I ordered you to continue your training, and you refused him. I have nothing to say to punish you for disobeying orders. And yet I was merciful. It's also because of the sudden increase in training intensity that you can't keep up with. ”

Azin raises his arms as if to look at them tied together.

“Isn't that why you're doing this ridiculous thing? Tie your arms together, no swinging your legs. Fifty men in a row. As your instructor, I have a position, and I respect your position not to withstand robust training. ”

“Th-that's not fair. ”

“Unfair?”

Azin smiles bloody. The young man swallowed the saliva and spoke.

“Bridge, you're a knight. We're not even knights. How are we supposed to...?”

“Then, shall we make it fair? ”

Ajin's face turned cold.

“I've tied my arms and put my feet on the line, and it's unfair... I don't know what's unfair. How can we be fair? Fair is fair. First we must be equals. I need to untie my arms and use my legs. Now that you've heard of a club, I've heard of one, so... is that fair? ”

“That's not it.”

“Then you decide how to be fair. ”

Ajin said with a big smile.

“I'll do as you wish. Do you want me to cover your eyes or not move? Would that be enough? By then, I should be nervous, too. I'll do my best. I've managed to control my strength a little... But I can't do that if I can't keep my eyes closed and move. Some will die. ”

The young man's face is pale. He was unable to speak, and his lips tightened. Just like this? He doesn't know what to do, but he looks back at his colleagues. An uncomfortable silence comes and goes. In the end, he kept his lips shut and bowed his head.

“What are you going to do? ”

Azin asks. The answer never comes back. Azin did not rush but counted the numbers in his heart. One, two, three... when I was ten. Azin asked again.

“Are you going to continue? ”

“.. I'll stop. ”

Someone answered. There was no opposition to the answer. Azin nods. He strains his arms and breaks the restraint. Kicking with his feet, he looks down at the young men hanging around.

“Put it away.”

I said in a cool voice. The young men hesitated and raised the fallen. Looking back at it, Azin hears an urgent footstep. She turns her head and sees the sound of her feet. Marianne, holding the glass's hand, rushes towards me.

“Oh, brother! ”

The glass cries out in tears. The glass ran toward the young man who had been lifted up and left, and he grabbed his waist and burst into tears. He was punched in the shoulder and spilled his nose. Marianne looked at the glass with a pale bored face, and saw other young men who were not so different from Yuri's brother. The stiff eyes of Marianne turn to him.

“I'm here to see you. ”

Azin bows his head. Marianne stares at him, speechless.

Seeing her clothes soaked in blood, she couldn't imagine what to say.

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High Carnage Azin