It was Sitocito. The rain only slightly but gained momentum. Anne might have had a hard time returning to the Empire by the end of the day.
"Five to three? Well, not even five."
"You can afford it, can't you?
Helen slaps a light mouth on my words. There is no agitation in the opponent. I wish I could take a camouflage and grab a real number of clues, but they're not that manicured.
"You may be, but I'm an amateur."
"Well said."
Helen laughs bitterly, because she's actually an amateur about the fight itself......
The men have been packing their time with Girizilli. Thermia goes down a little to go with it. There are some attributes of what you get, but if anyone runs after you, I want you to take care of them.
It stops where the siege is such that my sword will or will not arrive.
"This is my last warning. Go through there."
"That's rude. That's what they said, and you looked stupid enough to let me through saying yes?
The man did not utter any more words. Instead, I've just slashed into saying it's the answer to my question.
"Oops."
I'm going to slash that hand I've been slashing with the knife I had in place. The opponent tries to take it with the dagger in his hand (although slightly shorter than the average one), but ”thin ice” easily chopped it off.
I aimed at my torso this time with a literal returning sword, but a man flew away early for a moment and shook in the sky.
"Chip. The weapons in the north are troublesome."
The man seemed to think of the present as a knife trait. Since the thin ice sashimi is glowing thin blue, you will notice something somewhat special, but I don't think the performance is any different.
A man threw down a dagger that had disappeared from halfway through his sword body and pulled out a dagger that would be spare.
"I'll tell you the other way around, if you're going home, now's the time, right?
A man saw a moment of patrol. I guess I'm deciding if I can push it by number. It will be a hassle later, but it would be better if you left because I can work out measures.
But he didn't get the hang of it. Then there is no forgiveness here either. As she glanced at Thermia sideways, she nodded very small.
I'm gonna add another one beside the guy, two to one. The other three, to say, desperately outnumber Helen's onslaught, but that one seems to be largely restrained and unwilling to hold off yet. She's not going to miss it, either. But you're dealing with three of them. Is that it? The two names ”thunder” aren't Dada......
Now it's our turn to slash it on the horizontal giraffe. As I thought, they both flew away. I swung my sword. Keep the momentum going, spinning to the side.
There was something passing my back of the head thread that spins. An arrow released by Thermia. The arrow dodges my attack and jumps into the head of the first man to confront me, of the two people who poke at me saying I was able to do the ski.
Men don't avoid it. I guess you're putting that kind of protection on your head. I guess that would have been nice if that had been the normal "play."
"Gah!?
An arrow stabs him in the head and a man raises a distressed voice. It is not a normal arrow that Thermia unleashed. It's my special arrow. It seems to be quite stiff, it also penetrates the skull of the pigs in this forest easily. It is not something that can be prevented where some protection has been provided.
I kneel in as I keep spinning and run the blade to the other leg without turning around.
A blue light tore off its leg.