Different Worlds Slow Life Beginning as a Blacksmith

"Guh."

The one with his legs slit raised a groaning voice. I stop spinning and slash him with a knife to return him again. He's not the one who slit his leg, he's the leader of this group. He's the one with the arrow stabbed in the head.

The arrows are deeply stabbed, so there is no doubt that the lights of life will not go out far, even if they are already out or left alone, but they will cause a glimmer of blue wind to blow around its neck.

My neck and body broke up crying, and I fell.

"This one's good!

I screamed. Helen, of course. Hearing that voice, Helen's eyes gleam. Looks more like a beast than a Thermia.

Moment after moment, when I wondered if the blue lightning had run around between the three opponents, those three also fell to the wet ground and flashly bounced up the blister.

"What do you say?

"I'm done. I don't even need it."

"Okay."

Neither me nor Helen talk much. Because you don't have to. Me and her, we head over to the guy who cut off his leg. The guy stays down and is not moving.

I don't think he's slashed the aorta, but he slashed it deep there, and it'll be hard to move. After stepping on his shoulder to prevent him from moving, he kicks the sword in his hand.

"Now, you know what we're trying to say?

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It was running slightly in the rain, but I shook away the blood on my body and heard. As far as the voices I heard earlier, I'm a man, but I don't care about gender at this point.

The tentative man says nothing in silence. If you could talk now, it wouldn't have been easy, would it?

"Who told you to come here?

"You think that's what they're gonna ask me to say?

"Right..."

There's no way the perky one who talks about it because it's absolutely deadly is going to be driven out on a mission like this.

Suddenly Helen approaches and pierces the sword in his hand into Guthali and the man's thigh.

"Gu......"

The man groans, but doesn't stop sending rebellious gazes from under the mask. Grille and Helen twisted their swords when they saw it. I'm watching. This one's going to hurt.

Still, a man doesn't say anything. Helen put the other sword around her neck. There's no next time, I mean. Looks like a little skin tear, blood seeping down my neck runs off in the rain.

The man's eyes are distorted. I laughed. This guy...!

"Damn!

The next moment I reached out to stop it, its eyes turned upside down. Helen seems to have noticed the state, too, so she can pull the sword in.

I tried to put my hand on my neck muscle, but my pulse was no longer touching me.

"Poison."

"I guess."

It's a poison that works fast. You'll know if you look into the details properly, but anyway, now we're out of sources. I didn't even think it would be easy to get, but I have to bring trouble to Camilo even when the rainy season is over and we go to the city...

"Let's get this one cleaned up."

"Ooh."

"Okay."

Me and Helen, dragging five bodies into the back of the woods in Thermia. There will be battle and drag marks on the ground, so cut the branches of the leafy trees there and keep them hidden instead.

Rain legs that were going to get stronger were weakening the momentum, as if to comfort me, which I felt heavier about the troubles I would be waiting for.