Disciple of Immortal

"Shouldn't you be on guard, that guy? Sounds like an acquaintance, but I guess it's odd, huh?

I lurked my voice and said that to Bennett.

To the extent that Bennett is not noticed by Galan, he nods small.

"As a person, I don't know why I'm here. As a matter of fact, Master Galan also had suspicions of espionage from other countries. But the strength of The Hundred Demons is no different. The work of The Hundred Demons Ride is primarily to be vigilant and responsive to the Demon King and the Human Demon Dragon… at the height of the kingdom's power of war. Not Bosguin or Rovis."

Bennett told me that and then turned to Galan.

"Dear Galan... Well, what have you been up to without contacting the Knights? Why have you always been hidden? Besides, how did you get to this manarac?

Bennett blames Galan for the question.

"Oh, my God, it's been a long time since I've seen you again, Bennett, but it's not calm."

"I, too, really want to be honest with you. But, but..."

Galan scratches his own hair.

"You used to say yes to anything I said, but Kuk, well, that Benefactor's grown up."

Galan laughed lonely.

Bennett frowns at the look of it with regret.

To see how the two of them were, Galan seemed uncomfortable, but not a phony.

Galan squeezes his expression and walks over here.

"I had some important business leaving the Knights. I can't tell the Knights yet. But I can only talk to you, Bennett."

"What...?

Fished by it, Bennett leaves in front too.

I thought it might be something I shouldn't ask and hesitated to move.

"Look, the reason I left the Knights in silence. It has to do with the meat mastering there… Bosguin too"

Galan, not looking back, points his finger at Bosguin's body behind him.

I noticed another discomfort there.

Bosguin had multiple traumas, but no sword wounds.

There are many injuries like blows and scratches.

Extremely, the screwed-off neck, which seems to have been the cause of death, is certainly not the sword's either.

I don't know how to fight Galan.

But I didn't think Galan would have killed me.

"The reason I left the Knights, the reason I left..."

Galan meditated his eyes and touched his hand on the back sword pattern.

When Bennett sees it, he opens his eyes like he's noticed all the time.

"Sorry, I still can't remember."

Galan grins like a stick, pulls out his long sword and storms into Bennett.

"Ga, Master Galan! What are you doing?

"It's troublesome to have more witnesses than this. Not to escape, kill first from a high level knight, then slay the other adventurer..."

I kicked the ground and instantly slipped between Galan and Bennett.

Hold Bennett's shoulder with his hands and poke him behind his back.

"Stay back!

"Ka, kanata!

Galan laughs.

"Well, I saw that speed, quite a level. But you jumped out in front of the Hundred Devils Ride on your own, and you said you were safe?

Galan steps in big and unleashes a long sword blow.

I take a step back and pull my abdomen.

From the reverse side, a quick flash is released.

I gave in and avoided it.

Galan looked out for me and stared at me.

There was a stunning color in my eyes.

No way, you didn't think you could keep on secondhand and avoid it.

But the movement won't stop.

Galan, who bounced with the momentum of his sword, draws his sword in space.

"Surprised... The Hundred Demons Ride has swordsmanship to ensure the hands-on Demon Dragon"

He was matching my chest to the tip of his sword.

"The Rush!"

Avoid spiking away from your body.

I gave in and dodged the blade that had been slashed.

Down on the ground, Galan rotates with the momentum of pulling the blade, slashing it in more than on the other side.

I got up and kicked Galan in the chest.

"Gu!"

Galan spins in space and descends to the floor.

"Hit the Hundred Devils" series of strikes with such lightness... The executives of the Cup of Blood are different in character. "

Bennett zeroes so with a fuzzy look.

"Had it not been for the armor of The Hundred Demons, it would have been killed now. You... who are you? People I don't know still had people like this."

Galan turns his long sword against me again.

I was sweating on my forehead.

That's when a crack ran into Galan's armor.

Smashed metal scatters all over the floor.

Galan rounds his eyes and drops his eyes to his armor.

"Such an idiot...... it's just a kicking blow, huh? The armor built by throwing the wealth of the kingdom, preventing even the blow of a dragon, is so light...?

"Mr. Galan, it was, wasn't it?

I lay down my legs as I speak.

Apparently Galan finally remembers that he is in battle there, hastily putting up a long sword and alerting me.

"Can you tell me everything? Next, let me do it for real."

To my words, Galan stiffened with his mouth open.

"That the blow now was not serious...?

Feels like Galan...... at best, it was like level 200 or something.

If you were serious about kicking it, it would have been a blow, though on the armor.

But with all this difference, you don't have to worry about letting them get away with it.

I must let this man explain the state of the inexplicable manarac.

"How far are you, Kanata?"

Behind him, Bennett was pointing at me as his mouth pounded.

But I shook my head right up and stared at Galan.

"Gah, Master Galan! Everything...... you will talk! Why did you betray the Knights! Were you the main perpetrator of this manarac commotion?

Galan was stiff for a while, but he held his face with his hands and eventually made his shoulders tremble and laugh.

"F, uhhhh, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Totally, I've been hiding for you so you wouldn't bump into someone like this, and I'm really gonna hate it."

Galan suddenly starts talking in unfit language, staring at me from the gap in his finger that covers his face.

No, it's not just words.

Voice suppression and manipulation suddenly changed the atmosphere.

"Dear Galan...? I knew you were a phony! Psychomanipulation? Give it back, Master Galan!

"I'm glad I got the Red Right Wand with Kotone. If it had been the other way around, it would have been me. It was critical."

Galan raises a long sword.

"It's not the magic I want to use very easily, but you have no choice... Necromancer Magic 11th Floor" Puppet Box (Papette Coffin) "!

Black magic formations unfold around the Galan.