Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

My health sucks.

It hurts, it doesn't help, it's disgusting anyway.

I want to spit it out right now.

But swallow it all the time.

I'll squeeze the sword.

To be realistic, you can just take Phil and get away with it.

But will this woman bandit allow it?

... I guess I can't.

It's not that I don't have the means or anything. This guy will never let that happen.

Killing me.

Getting rid of me.

Because you look at me like you truly believe it's the only way to make your life happy.

I'm sure...

I had those eyes when I killed my sister, too.

That's why we kill each other.

Live or die.

This is, for me, the first time in about seven years.

- Survival struggle.

I wiped the blood from my mouth with my clothes sleeves as I spit out a mixture of blood and saliva on the ground.

Come on, think.

I'm inferior in stature, muscle strength, and maybe I'm behind in my spiritual treatment, but the only thing on par with Vicki is brains.

Carried over from previous life, just this soul.

What the hell did he do?

How'd you bounce back the slaughter and catch me in high-speed manoeuvre?

Don't miss out - any minor information.

".................. Huh!!!

Turn off your weight.

And kick the ground.

inertial erasure manoeuvre.

Totally disregard the laws of physics and enter top speed from the first step.

"Hah!!

Vicki rolled out her fist.

Fist crosses space through a wormhole opened by [Miraculous Void Hole].

Until now, they definitely left me at my speed.

But.

"Ku......!

Hit.

A blow to the side belly.

That's just the second time. Now I won't eat it in the mold.

I erased my mass and recieved it.

He was blown away, crashed against the wall, and jumped like a superball as it was.

Wall to wall. Wall to wall.

Bounce around endlessly and stir up Vicki.

As soon as Vicki showed her back of her head moving her face to the right and to the left, I turned sharp corners and aimed at her back with my sword.

"- Over here!!

A moment late, Vicki notices this way.

Shit! You think he's a war fighter?

I waved my sword down.

My fist rolled out.

Giiiiiiiiiiiiii!!

It sounds like my sword is bounced back.

"- Damn it!!

"Ha!! Get some more work out, you fucking kid!!

I take my distance and enter the inertia erasure manoeuvre again.

Vicki has been rolling out his fist of pursuit, but now he's come off.

This high-speed manoeuvre can also go on sparingly thanks to the fact that it has done a basic menu like Rachel's joke, but not without tiredness.

Maybe Vicki knows that, too.

That's why I'm in no hurry to attack and keep my health warm.

I saw a sword in my right hand while maintaining an inertial erasure maneuver.

... the blade is spilling.

I guess it's because Vicki bounced me back.

The power of a terrible fist.

Before I was frightened, I realized.

The blade is, overall (...) spilled.

Not part of it. Overall.

This means that when the slash is bounced back, there is an impact on the entire blade -

"- You mean...!

I came to think of Vicki's attack as a karaki.

[Miraculous Void Hole] is a spiritual art that creates the entrance and exit of a wormhole.

The rationale is that you can travel from the inlet to the outlet in zero seconds, so if you put the outlet away, you can travel instantaneously.

But for example.

What if we could make more than one exit?

For one inlet, more than one outlet.

If you put your fist through a wormhole like that, your fist will split (...)!

If you lay a split fist on the same object, it naturally multiplies in power.

You could bounce the sword back, or you could spill the blade.

Furthermore, if you line up a number of 'dots' called fists, it becomes' faces'.

The difference between sniping and machine guns, so to speak.

Even if you can't capture your prey with a sniper, if you sprinkle the bullet appropriately with a machine gun, your chances of hitting it increase dramatically.

That's what caught me in high-speed manoeuvres.

Because what do I do?

Weaknesses - or if it's a risk, it comes to mind immediately.

The fist split means that the recoil against you will only rise as much as the attack increases.

Even if they are split in appearance, they are actually the same fists, so it makes sense that only the split parts will be damaged.

As there is magic that deals 30 damage to the entire enemy, if there is only one target, the total damage will be 30, but if there are three, it will be 90 times as much. Same as that.

That problem hasn't come to light because I don't have enough offense.

Whatever you multiply by zero, it's zero.

But if you can do just a little more damage, it will multiply up and hit Vicki.

What are we gonna do about it? What am I supposed to do?

If we can attack directly from the top, gravity will increase the power of the attack, I think, but Hate, there is no ceiling here.

If you want to escape, you'd better keep your head open, but when it comes to fighting, closed spaces are more convenient.

What are we gonna do?

How do we get the firepower up?

On my ear thinking while manoeuvring at high speeds - accidentally, the sound arrived.

This sound...

I took a good look at the audio source.

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Laugh.

Don't even laugh. Ah, Atashi is calm.

Atashi continues to catch a bunch of fucking kids jumping around like flies with a cold eye.

If it cuts like it just now, it's over.

Keep dealing with it calmly. Ah, the other side crumbles on its own.

Then we just have to shake him slowly.

But.

Does this little smart kid really end up out of strength like this?

As Atashi himself said earlier.

I thought I could win. I thought I won.

That's called the chronic mind.

Don't be alarmed because you're a kid.

Carefully, carefully, calmly and calmly.

Whatever you're doing, I'm gonna deal with it exactly...

"... hmm?

The fucking kid in high-speed manoeuvre showed a new move.

We headed up.

What the hell are you doing? The sky is all that lies ahead.

"Hey, you fucking kid!! Are you going to abandon the woman and run away alone?!?

A woman's kid is left on the ground.

If you're going to run, you should take this guy with you.

If you're seriously going to abandon me, I'm not going to mind, I'm going to slap you down with one of my balls on.

The moment I thought so and held my fist,

"You don't have to worry -"

There was a kid rising towards the black night sky.

Suddenly, it stopped.

"- You're not running away!!

Moments, inversions.

Up to down.

To Atashi, it's...

It only looked like I kicked (...) in the sky.

From the top, one kid.

It's falling straight, like a rock mass peeled off of mountain skin!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!!!

The fucking kid has waved his sword down as he growled at you.

Calm down. Calm down.

It doesn't change what you do.

Just make a 'face' with fists that split you and bounce your sword back......!!

"Gu......!?

"Ohhhh......!!

From fist to shoulder, the impact thrust through.

If you play back your sword, you'll succeed.

Atashi, again, says just as much.

Is that what this is about...!

That's why vertical descent!

How powerful can you be when you can use it without excess gravity?

The fucking kid put his foot on the ground while the athlete was lying on his back.

I looked up at the bitterly distorted look on my face.

Phew.

I loosened my cheeks.

- Calm down.

Don't put blood on your head.

You don't know what they're doing. Especially when...!

The fucking kid kicks the ground and goes into the sky again.

No way - not again!

Fucking kid kicks in the middle of the night sky.

I don't deal with a fucking kid falling off with gravity on his side this time.

He jumped to the side a lot, dodging a falling attack.

But the fucking kid doesn't even show a gap that he could attack, he makes sure to jump and jump again.

Oh, I don't like it... that's why I don't like the kid!

I'm getting used to it.

Probably the first time you've tried this method of warfare, sooner or later......!

Every time I come and go on the ground and in the night sky, I get more fucking kid beauties.

I used to compare it to rock masses. It's now heavy rain.

It poured down uninterruptedly, it was heavy rain on the sword.

It has to be about avoiding rain.

Atashi managed to bounce back with his fist.

Each time, they accumulated damage to their arms.

What the hell is this guy...!

How can you kick the sky!?

Kicking the sky is also this guy's spiritual art?

No, you're not.

Then I should be using it sooner.

Why didn't you take this method of warfare from the beginning?

Because it takes time.

Because I needed to be ready.

Ready?

Speaking of preparations needed to kick the sky, naturally...

Scaffolding.

Atashi gazed into the night sky as he prevented the heavy rain of his sword.

No... No, no, no!

No, I'm not!

That's not the night sky!!

That's...

- Enough crows to fill the sky......!!

I didn't realize.

In the black of the night sky, a black crow crept in...!!

Fucking kid is going to scaffold that crow!!

It's not a coincidence.

Who can do this?

Atashi remembered.

During processing, the boar, which was a bug breath, suddenly rose and began to rumble.

I had an imagination that that was also the work of spirituality.

That's right.

I was with a fucking kid, it's a woman kid spirituality.

Spirituality of manipulating animals......!!

Atashi lay on the side and looked at him.

I took refuge in a place where I wouldn't be caught in the fight, but I have a hostile eye for Atashi, I saw him.

"Ahn's...... female kid no no no no no no!!

Shortly after he bounced back the sword from overhead.

Ignoring the running right arm of paralysis and pain, Atashi stared at the female kid manipulating the crow.

Atashi's [miraculous void hole] can only create a 'hole' within sight.

But as long as I can see it, I can make my fists reach everywhere......!!

I waved my left fist.

I feel so light that I laugh compared to the fucking kid's sword that the female kid screams small and falls to the side.

"Phil!!!

I heard voices like that from over my head.

Atashi laughs damned.

"- What are you doing to Phil, FUCKING BABAAAAH!!!!"

The kid who swung up his sword from the top looms.

But Atashi laughed.

I was laughing.

Don't even laugh. Ah, Atashi is calm.

- But.

You look pretty, don't you?

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The moment I saw Phil get beat up, it got hot in my head.

All I could think about was blowing everything up and busting Vicki.

So, natural consequences.

Over and over again, Rachel had taught me to keep my mouth shut.

- On the battlefield, he dies from a guy who lacks calm.

A star danced in front of me.

When I thought it hurt, I was already down on the ground.

Late, last minute memory plays.

My fists are coming from all directions.

Split fists made me fish all over my body.

And I've been thinking about all the attacks.

I wasn't ready to flush my opponent's attack...

"... I didn't know you had a lot of trouble with your wife."

Vicki's staring down at me.

"I'll admit it. You're strong. Thanks to you, my right hand is the one."

Vicki waved hanging out her right hand, which was as if she had struck a rock over and over again.

"... that's a shame. That much fighting power at that age. It's too bad to make it a collection of perverted rich bastards.

What do you say we go into Crimson Cat? My people are so stupid, it would be very helpful to have one smart guy like you. "

I gather up only a few leftovers and make him laugh sarcastically.

"... that's an honorable invitation. But there are only three things in your band that are decidedly missing."

"Hey, let me ask you something for the rest of school."

"One, intelligence.

Two, character.

Part Three, Young Girls "

When I told him, Vicki blew it out like he couldn't stand it anymore.

"Ha ha ha!! You know a crazy joke about a kid!! You're getting spared!!

"... I'd love to. My intent to kill me isn't completely hidden. You hate me, about me."

"Oh, you hate it. A talented kid like you. Bandits are a bunch of defectors. It's a gap between just being silent like you and letting someone get a luxurious life."

Just shut up...?

I really hope so.

"Apparently you're ready. I'm bored."

"Are you going to do 'machining'?

"Of course. You're a commodity. No merchant breaks his own goods."

"Merchant? You're not that smart."

"I'm dying to cut off that petty tongue.

... but there's a better place than that "

Vicki took the sword from my hand.

And on that tip, you stick my right wrist together.

"Hands. I'll slash both your hands off. I'm sure you've been working out hard. Spirituality will be a lot harder to use."

"... don't bother with that"

I was spinning my thoughts fully as I returned them in a calm voice.

Is there anything?

Is there anything?

Is there anything?

Is there anything you can do to reverse the situation?

The body... still barely moves.

But now that it's working, there's no way to defeat Vicki.

Again, firepower.

Attack.

Overwhelming attack power enough to twist Vicki's fist down from the front......!!

"Come on, let's get this over with. We'll have to hand it over to her at dawn."

"'She'......?

Hand it over......?

You got a guy like a broker?

Vicki hit her tongue "chip".

"... your mouth slipped. Looks like Atashi's a bit of a pain in the ass. Okay."

He groans at the throw and holds my lower arm down with his leg.

Just like when you put a scarecrow in the wood.

"Don't go wild, okay? If I make a crazy mistake at hand, I'll have to feel extra pain."

On the foot with the lower arm stomped, there are thick boots.

Then I can't let Vicki float.

What are we gonna do?

What are we gonna do?

What do we do!?

"See-no!"

Vicki swung up her sword,

"Ji-kun! Go!!"

I heard Phil.

Go?

I saw far ahead of the sword that was swept up.

Vicki also reacted to Phil's voice and looked far overhead.

The crow that was my scaffold is no longer anywhere.

But instead.

Countless eagles were flying through the night sky in formation.

on the rope bracketed on its feet.

One, hang the sword.

From the rope, the sword comes off.

It follows gravity and straightens out...

- Just towards where Vicki and I are, I'm falling.

"Become...!

Surprised Vicki retreats from my lower arm.

I got free, too, and I hurried down the ground.

Shortly after, the sword that had crashed touched the ground,

Zuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!

The ground exploded.

The dust rose as if even the bomb had fallen, and I was right beside it, stirred by the shock and rolled over the crap.

What, this......!?

How could a sword have just fallen, such a shock!?

Whatever it was, it helped.

By the time I had struggled and succeeded in getting up, the dust was also much thinner.

On the ground, craters were formed as if even meteorites had crashed.

In the center of it - the sword that just fell, is piercing deep.

It was an unusual sword.

Filthy steel is an incredible color that can't be scarlet or gold.

By analogy, it's like a morning burn on a well sunny day, a color that wakes up soooo much.

If you look closely, it looks like the same metal is used in the pattern as well as in the body.

What, is that...?

I've never seen such metal.

"Hey... Whoa, whoa, whoa... are you serious? What the...!

Vicki answered my question.

"That morning burn color...... definitely. The heaviest metal in the world (...), Hiirokane. Bye! Super precious metal with 100 times the price of gold......!! That's... hey, hey, how many hundred kilos are there? You have too much money!!

Vicki was letting the tension shake off, as if he had completely forgotten the nature of the bandits or the battle he had just fought.

Did I mention hundreds of kilos......

Besides, he said it was the heaviest in the world.

That sword, it looks like just a long sword, but it's that heavy?

Sure, if you think of the shock when you fall, you nod.

But the eagle brought the sword.

Though they were forming and distributing weight, what the hell kind of world is it where eagles can fly with hundreds of kilograms of swords hanging?

There is one possibility.

I erased and lightened the weight of that sword as much as I could.

And he commanded the eagle to carry it.

There's only one person who can do that.

Spirituality that can imitate the spiritual art of others [Reception of Divine Will] -

That way, you can use Phil's technique with me, only Raquel.

In my brain, Raquel's words come back yesterday.

- I have one present for you from me.

- Something to be stronger from now on.

To be stronger, a gift.

No way.

This is it?

I walked into the crater and stood in front of a sword profoundly pierced the ground.

Morning burning coloured fillet.

Clear blade.

It's like...

Waiting for the king's visit, it was like a holy sword.

I am.

To the pattern of the sword, reach out.

"Ha!!

A female bandit laughed with her nose.

"Are you willing to pull it out and swing it around? You're boring me to joke about. Hey!

Look at that! It's this miserable thing just falling from the top! I didn't figure out how heavy that sword is on the whole thing!!

How much spiritual art did you have to weigh down, huh? He's useless for viewing!

If you drop it from the top like you just did, it might not have to be a weapon.

Too bad I didn't hit it!!

I didn't ask.

Grab the blade pattern of the morning burn with both hands.

And.

"- Ah?"

Vicki's mockery broke.

Because I saw it.

Behind me, he showed up like a guardian spirit, that.

What spreads into the darkness at night is the colorful wings.

A giant bird of extreme colour, like a stained glass wrapped around it.

I looked like a peacock - a spirit.

"…… of the Spirit…… incarnate (avatar) …………?"

With a loud voice, Vicki shrugged.

"... Andrealphus of Distinguished Separation" because...?

Oh no... oh no... oh no...!!

"Book Spirit Possessed (Roost)"...! YOU HA...!!

I can erase the weight by [nesting penetrating wings] and put my strength into the hand holding the pattern.

Naturally, the sword slipped out lightly and sparingly exposed its morning burning colors.

I wield a burning sword several times.

There seemed to be no particular problem.

A sword weighing several hundred kilograms is no different than a branched one if it falls on a [nested permeable wing].

"... a genius..."

I looked straight at Vicki, who grumbled.

I'm not feeling very well.

Chances are, maybe, just once.

"This.................. genius is aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!"

At the same time as the growl, Vicki wields her fist.

A moment before that, I was moving.

inertial erase movement.

Top speed from first speed.

Avoid the 'face' by the fist of division as a whole by moving one tempo faster.

Running on the ground, kicking walls, and into the sky.

There was, of course, a scaffold that Phil had prepared for me without telling me.

Kick the crow, descend into a straight line.

The morning burning colour of his body slashed and tore the darkness like a meteor at night.

Vicki already noticed me.

Intercept me, I'm squeezing my fist.

It doesn't matter.

Just twist it down......!!

Divided fists loom across space.

A dawn burning sword takes back its weight and rips its night chi.

Staggering was a moment.

Vicki's right arm was shaken out.

No trace, bounced and flew.

Late, Zuuuuuuuuuu......!! and the shock wave spreads in circles.

I landed without a thing.

Vicki kept her expression distorted by anger.

"-"

The cheeks of the female bandits move tightly.

"Atashi......... laugh, hey........."

Bright red blood erupted from the shoulder mouth where I lost my arm.

Vicki wobbled.

If I do, and it's blood, I fall all over the place.

On that face with white eyes peeled off.

No longer could I feel the presence of my soul.

"It hurts..."

Immediately afterwards, the sword falls zero out of his hand and plunges shallow into the ground.

I looked at her face and her wrist turned purple.

"Ji-kun! Daijbu!?

Phil ran over to me.

I was strong and laughing,

"I'm fine. I just twisted it a little when I weighed it back in for a moment to attack."

"Er...? Sounds like a lot of pain..."

"Say it! Hey, stop touching me!

It doesn't have to be that, 'cause I suck in my body!

But when I'm talking to Phil like this... I feel it.

I win.

This isn't chronic, is it? "Bloody leopard"...

"Not yet."

I heard voices.

Me and Phil looked up all over our heads.

There was a girl wearing a robe.

"Master..."

"Shit!

Rachel, coming from the sky, descends fluffily and softly to the ground.

And he looked at me when I wore out - especially my swollen purple wrist, and he said it off.

"Instead of fully opening the weight of the sword, add or subtract it in moderation and adjust the weight, it won't be that way. It's still cluttered."

"That's the most important thing to say... Aren't you gonna be happy we're okay?

When Rachel pulled her lips together, she approached us.

"Yes!"

"Ouch!"

Me and Phil got chopped on the head.

"I was so worried!!!!"

I've never even heard of it. Scream out loud - and.

Whoa, from the front, hold us both tight.

"I'm glad you're both safe... Really... Really..."

I heard Rachel's voice trembling a little bit in my ear... and I felt like I didn't know how happy I was.

So, I'm sure.

Because I don't know why... I cry, I tell my cheeks.

"Be careful. I said so much... I'm thinking extra things like helping other kids..."

"... sorry, master"

"Sorry, dude..."

"Really, reflect. Reflect from the bottom of your heart."

With that said, Rachel got up away from us.

"Come on, let's go home. The children you let go are supposed to be protected outside by now."