I wrinkled my balls and contracted them again, pulling my entire body's strength. She looks like a professional butcher. I can see only the eyes of men.
That ignorant pupil was a skilled homicide worker (an illegal job that solves any problem with murder).
Red hair.
It must have been stained with the blood of the children.
"..."
She looked at me with a glance that I had no interest at all, Lizette. The scars on the eyelids are revealed as the hair grows like a lion's mane.
The impression is too dirty.
It's hard to be less shaky.
However, compared to feeling ominous and violent, I felt no energy. Rather, the horrendous posture was such that the intermediate assailant would look better.
This son of a bitch... did you complete the Counterfeit?
Bondi's true mastermind refers to a person who can be as thirsty as a normal person. In that sense, this superior assassin seemed to be a real skill.
"Get started, Lizette. We need to break it with power."
The Guild Leader said, and I took a position on the Bill of Rights.
Whatever it is, there is no way to beat me now. Honestly, I don't think there's much to win. But right now, I have to fight for my ominous future.
"Phew. Your legs are just shaking, aren't they? This is the strength of our Mutu Guild. Well, if you hold back this time, I'll have to admit it."
I heard the guild leader making fun of me in the back.
Good talk on the subject of kidnapping and fighting these disadvantages, you bitch. I didn't have to argue. I was just trembling at the indifference of these little bastards.
"Hmm, well. Because your martial arts are very useful, I think you can bring them in as a private... How about it? Even now, if you're crying and begging for compensation, there's nothing you can't do."
What? What?
"Yes?! Really?!?!"
I look back at the guild leader with a half-tone at his words.
Once I spread my palms, I paused the game.
"Do you really beg for it? I'm begging you right now! You're a compassionate and beautiful guild leader! In fact, from the first time I saw you, I felt like a real good person! You look so beautiful. Cancer! 꼅 Sorry to hit you!"
Will there finally be a hole to live!
I don't know if it's a long way to go, but it's the most important thing to get out! Gimkatt is a man who knows how to bend at the right time!
Once I was ready to bow with a big smile!
"... ha?"
"Take it from me!"
He looks at me with a ridiculous expression, as he is in a position to bow down. What is it? Something wrong? Is it better to write a reflective statement than me?
"Is there a problem? I'd like to apologize right now."
"..."
Static for a moment.
"This is really... what I have to say. Is there something about your pride? No, what are you talking about, warrior? Hah. That's ridiculous."
"Yes? What do you mean? Forgiveness?"
Suddenly, I started to sound incomprehensible.
"No, I was just trying to make fun of you."
Well, what?
"Fuck you! Then why are you talking like that? Stay tuned!"
"... this is my fault. I'm sorry."
No, it's fucking ridiculous!
Now you insult me like this!
- You have no pride!
- You're a swordsman!!! Watch the battle with a duel!
Whoo! Whoo!!
Mutu starts yelling that these bastards aren't fighting. You cowards! The typical bigoted mindset of the world's people was the one that revealed itself to the enemy!
"Fuck. Wounded. No, do you humiliate people in this way? Yes?"
"Uh... so..."
"I can't believe it. Is this all you need to know about the Mutu Guild level? You guys are unmanned, right? Are you out of your mind to insult people with words? Man, I have something to say and I don't have anything to say to you tomorrow."
I scrambled as I pointed my trousers at the bottom of the guild field with my legs twisted. When she heard what I said, she folded her debt and hit the handle on the couch and told me to pay.
"Ew! What do I do! Rijet! Crush it!"
"Ah! Fuck!"
This is insane!
Son of a bitch put a man in town!
Anyway, there was no peaceful solution.
Then fight.
If you can't escape, it's me, Kim Kat. Now is the only time to solve the problem with combat. You don't have to be nervous before you fight. Rather, let's use this anger straight away.
It's enough to win.
I stand face to face with my opponent.
"You, what a filthy impression."
"Yes?"
So Rijet, who had broken his head, said to Sibizo,
My fucking impressions are filthy?
"I look like a baby, and I feel like I'm playing just the way I look."
No, is this bastard still talking to Sadon?
It was like a Giseng woman who liked to squeeze her voice. It was like a faggot in the back alley. However, it's not Kim Kot who will be pushed by this naive son of a bitch.
"My friend is so fucking filthy, too."
"What?"
"I can see why there's a knife in my face."
"No, you motherfucker?"
Scars on warriors are like medals. I never ignore the knife marks. I mean, he survived with a knife in his face. Warriors pride themselves on such scars.
I used it to provoke.
"Fuckin 'bitch. You complaining?"
"You crazy son of a bitch? Aren't you afraid of getting caught?"
"Do I have to be afraid when I win?"
Anyway, I spent a moderate amount of time studying gaps and opportunities. It's naive to see you take it. A true warrior should have a heavy mouth.
... but I could barely get the time to pop out.
"I'm confident that you've chewed up all our babies. You like that, you cheap son of a bitch. Get ready to go."
"Ready to go through your mother's grave?"
"Look at this son of a bitch."
To defeat an opponent who is stronger than himself, there is no answer but to seize the momentum and exert the tenacity of his comrades to create an endless emptiness. However, I was rarely able to get a timing.
There were no gaps in that disturbing attitude.
- Bloop.
Cold sweat flowed from the dorsal trunk.
I was so nervous because I was facing the strong in earnest. Still, I feel like the fear of entering my heart is escaping into my breathing.
Falsehood is also important for swordfishers.
"Are you talking lousy? Whose house is it that touches people's parents?"
"Neg House courtesy."
At the end of the day, Lizette frowned.
"Wow, this is a fucking prick. Tell me more about Agari."
"Let's talk about your tits."
"Three, my God."
How the hell do we fight?
It was not hard to decide whether to spread Mana systemically to see the battle in an enhanced body, or whether to concentrate on a single point and make a life determination with a great skill.
Even my combat senses are at an early age.
The presence before my eyes seemed to be such a large wall. Once you're stable, or are you willing to take damage and charge? Manna, nowhere to go, swirls around her body quickly, gathers and scatters, waiting for my command.
It's a surprise on the next padlip.
"Why don't you just focus on one thing?"
"What?"
"In that case, let's have a cool battle, Saxony. If you try to go steadily, you can't do anything. You got a better shot at robbing me than you do, so this is a total nutcase?"
... Is this strong?
I read and said the flow of the pulsating Mana in my body. I read it all. As I felt the odds drop sharply, I pondered.
This is gonna be so fucking weird.
He's a merciful son of a bitch.
"Thank you for your advice."
- Thousand horsepower.
Pretending to greet him politely, he stepped on a surprisingly intense angle. Yes, that's what he said. There's no way I can win because I've gained some physical abilities against something that is overwhelmingly stronger than me.
You have to concentrate all the Mana on one point and blow it out explosively and overwhelm it with the power of the enemy in an instant.
The amount of Mana you have is small, but at the same time it is as good as anyone else's ability to operate. The ground shoots and the body shoots like a cannon.
- Wedge!
Thus, the distance is narrowed in an instant. I touched in front of her. I don't care about the blue-eyed man who looks indifferent.
The ensuing ventilator is a ceiling mill mill.
Focuses solely on the attack and slays the murderous punch with the power of the stubborn demon that broke the sky.
I don't know if I can end it even if it touches me.
Nevertheless I punch.
- Scream.
At that time, his chest was unrealistically shaken, revealing all its rich contours with a red clinging chiffon.
"...!"
It was too late when I realized it.
Regret was gone before my eyes.
"Surprise, motherfucker. I'm doing it for a good son of a bitch."
I heard that in my ear for a moment.
- Bummer!
"Ouch!!!!!!"
I felt the burning pain on my back plate! He was hit by a back plate! At the same time, my body, which had lost its gravity, was shot out!
This thousand horses were caught right behind you!
But the Regent's attack didn't end with it!
- Wedge!
She dug a strange trajectory like a violent carousel circling a curve and put a second series at my side!
- Paroxysmal!
"Uh, mother, fuck!!! Too bad!!!!"
I'm stuck on the ground like a pitchfork!
- Swarm!
And I rolled about three laps.
"Huff!"
At the same time as the cough erupted from my mouth, I felt terrible pain on my back and side...! You can't fall here! I twisted my body like a trampled maggot, raising my body hard.
"Well done! Regret! Just leave the chewing gum alone!"
- Waaah!!!
- Yes, Lieutenant!!
- Avenge me!
The guild leader shouted in excitement, and other Mutugas threw up their cheers. You fucking bastards...! I'm gonna get sick like this. Is that God? These bastards are psychopaths, aren't they?
It was really crazy.
It didn't seem sane.
Sympathetic abilities appeared to be those of the pups who were thrown out with the placenta.
"Khh...!"
Reazette stands in front of you as you move closer.
"Son of a bitch. Nice skill, though. Where did you get your fist? But what am I supposed to do with this? I think I'm stronger than you."
She smiles and shines her fangs as she approaches.
It was as violent a bitch as it looks. The eyes of a murderer who seemed indifferent were already turned into that of a delinquent murderer.
"You... bitch...!"
As you can see, big bitches are mostly of a bad character...!
"I saw that happen, so the mattress is fine. Son of a bitch, raise your head. Come again."
Skill differences were clearly evident. She was clearly a few more above me. Can you win? No, the odds are extremely low.
But until now, I have defeated more powerful beings than I have. Gimcott's footsteps were just as violent. I lose because I've only been hit twice?
"... if I had a knife, you'd be buried right next to your mother's grave, bitch."
It's not like I'm a kid.
If only I had a knife, I'd win.
"By the way, did you say swordfish?"
"Yes, motherfucker. Do you think it makes sense to ask a knife-eater to fight? You're a fucking coward, aren't you? Let's go to the sword when you say good things."
"Hey, I'm not wearing my claw, either."
Oh, shit.
"You've had one."
"I had two prescriptions."
This bitch?
"You're such a dick, bitch."
"You're just a dick, you're a dick."
What do you know about my dick? "
Who knows about my dick, Claudie and Winia. And nothing but Karin and Risha.
"A bastard like you is a dick."
At the end of the day, Regret shook his head and said,
"Huh? You bitch! You've eaten countless men!"
"What, what?! Fuck you, you son of a bitch!"
As she shouted in awe, she rebuked her face as red as her head. Well, it doesn't matter if this son of a bitch is a man killer or a virgin.
- I've got a time for a surprise.
"What the fuck! Asurafahemia!"
I thrust the ground and shouted like a beast!
"... why are you shouting the name of technology?"