"Thank you, sister! Start training today!"
"Let's get a knife first."
"Yay!"
Bugal, this chewy son of a bitch, from today on, just tell him to get the fuck out of here.
It didn't make any sense from the beginning. Carl was meant to kill Bondi.
In that sense, Karin's knife is a murder weapon that is very faithful to its original purpose.
Karin's Rare Metal Sword, whose purple body is impressive, is of considerable luxury and is a knife that Karin used to slaughter and attack his opponent's commander in the battlefield.
It is a knife that is more than two hundred times better than a child like Bugal, just a demon cub.
Even if I'm not strong, do I grab a knife like that?
Whoever the other person is, the Arena is already a mixer for me.
For the good men of old said, "Use the sword to kill chickens, and the sword to kill oxen." I think a strong cheek is coming to duel, but I have to use a cattle knife to kill him.
"Then I'll bring you a knife."
Karin spills water from her wet hair and climbs to the second floor. My Karin lent me his own sword, and I have no choice but to win.
It's all over, motherfucker.
"Huhu, are you being motivated in earnest?"
Karin goes up, and Risha smiles and rubs her face on my neck.
"Oh, Risha."
"But will Karin's sword do you mind? Didn't they use the magic sword last time? Then there seems to be a good chance of getting a better magical weapon for the duel."
"I think so... but what do we do about that?"
The magic sword used by Princess Heilen was capable of lifting a similar sword. That would be quite a luxury.
Because I believed in one damn thing, and I was as good as a jerk.
It's broken with that kind of thing, but I can't bring a weapon of the same level.
No matter what, gathering notaries made up of nobles like this and sending them to the Arena officially means they will do their best to immerse themselves in me.
I'm sure you'll bring stronger skills and better weapons.
"Hmmm..."
But even though I'm a professional knight, there's very little about magic.
This is my weakness... how do I deal with it? It doesn't matter if it's just a knife, but if it's a magic knife, it's a little more difficult. I've never fought an enemy who deals with magic as a free man.
Well, I'm worried, but I don't freak out.
Now I can do it somehow.
It's nothing to be scared of at all.
I thought for a moment about the magical attack and its method of destruction, and Risha gently tickled my chin and spoke.
"Don't worry. I'm going to try my best at this. I will create an artifact with a great magic defense spell. There's nothing to worry about."
Ah, Artifact...!
"Risha!!!! Thanks!!!!"
I immediately lifted up with a strong hug at Risha's waist. My wife is so pretty and talented!!!!
"Cheer up!"
Immediately a cute new voice came out.
If Risha creates her own Great Magic Defense Artifact, there's nothing to worry about! Who am I to trust, not my wives!
"What am I supposed to do to Risha!!!!"
"Hrrh... Bo, there's not much she wants..."
Risha whispered slowly in my ear.
"What do you want? Tell me everything."
I focused my mind on listening to it. There's nothing I can't do for my girl. I can do anything you ask.
I'll get you anything!
"As a prize..."
"To the prize?"
Something you want.
If you look at something called a prize, is it a rare magic ingredient?
"Bo, I want you to beat my mother-in-law's ass... for a little while... I know it's an indecent request... but won't you do it?"
"..."
I searched for Risha.
"I'll touch you all day."
"Phew...!"
At the end of the duel, I am confident that I can't even run and beat him all day long. No, but why do we like getting our asses kicked like this?
Of course, I don't hate hitting.
Because the reaction is cute.
Anyway, Winia said,
"So I'm a little nervous... is nigga really okay? No, I know niggers are strong, but I'm sure they won't be here either."
"Uh-huh, that's fine. I'm definitely getting ready. Karin gave me a knife and Lisa made an artifact."
I dragged the anxious Winia towards me and touched her back neck.
Winia's face was full of dark, worrying hues.
"No... if I win, it's another problem... I don't think I can sleep. That's the most important thing to me... in case you get hurt, yes, in case you get hurt..."
"Then you shouldn't get hurt."
"Does that make sense?"
"We Winia are so anxious, we shouldn't get hurt."
Now I can't hurt myself. Well, it's a minor injury, but it'll be curable in no time. It's a big wound for Winia to worry about.
"... I don't know, asshole."
With that confident answer, Winia blushed her face and avoided my gaze.
"Winia. I'm fast. If you suck some milk, you'll feel a little strong."
"Do it at night, do it at night. I just washed it out. You want to make it semi-permeable again?"
"Ah."
Certainly, I've been worried about Winia lately, but if I want to fight for Winia, I'll have to win. How dare you make my Winia so worried...!
I don't forgive you no matter what.
"Cat will win unconditionally, so don't worry? Cat, right?"
"I will not be beaten and killed."
I can't lose if I just make sure I'm ready.
Will that bastard be stronger than the Death Worm?
The number of people who can join the baron in social conditions is definitely limited. A super-ice duel may be stronger than me, but it's not unconditional to win.
I have confidence that I can absolutely win.
Among other things, Karin's Rare Metal Sword and Risha's Great Magic Artifact. If that's the case, it's weird to lose.
- Bugs and bumps.
Soon Karin, dressed in hot pants and a tank top and tied his head back, came down with his knife.
"Grab it. Is that a knife that can amplify a sword? Rare metal has a higher Mana conductivity than a knife made of ordinary metal, but you can handle blackening better than usual."
"Oh."
I immediately grabbed Karin's knife.
"It's fucking light."
Even though it was similar in size to the bowman's sword, it was lighter than that. Certainly with a knife like this, dizzy bastards can be killed simply.
Well, if you subtract the fact that it's self-repairing, there's nothing very special about it. It's a machete, but it was a real exhaust murder knife.
"Well, shall we get started?"
"What would you use a knife for?"
"That barefoot devil sword. We need to change knives when we train."
I went out to the backyard with my wives with Qualified Armor.
As soon as he leaves, Karin grabs the bow sword and begins to explain.
"There's a lot of notaries coming right now, so I don't know what to do, but I honestly don't know Baron Heilen's personality. If you look at what you're doing, you're a bit of a jerk, so there are too many variables."
"Yes, I do."
These are ridiculous bastards.
But that's what Heilen's brothers and sisters do. Baron himself won't. If you're an asshole, you can't lead a baron with authority. A man who knows all that comes with a vengeance duel for honor?
There must be something.
"But I don't know anything else, but now that I've been in this shitty duel, one of them means I have to die unconditionally. Do you understand?"
"Of course I do."
"I mean, we have to kill each other unconditionally. Don't even think about the aftermath."
Karin said it shouldn't be a sharp eye.
Karin's eyes were always glamorous. I have to ask you to stand on the wall tonight.
"Uh-huh, sister. That's what I do best? That's what you always emphasize. I learned something from my sister."
I just kill the other person without being clumsy and merciful.
I've lived like that. Monster or whatever. It's easier to kill than to let go alive.
That's what I learned from Karin.
"Yeah, that's good tenacity. I don't worry about what I saw last time, but the important thing is that the other person thinks so too."
That's what fighting is all about.
"There's a good chance you didn't mention the settlement right now. So? He's the one with the spleen. As long as you can kill the other person unconditionally. Do you feel like you're hiding your identity right now because someone knows you a little? Well, I'm just guessing, but just know the odds are high."
"Hmmm..."
Once you find out who you are, you can gather that information.
Exposure to identity becomes disadvantageous.
He's as good as he is, how much he ejects Mana, and when it all goes away, he becomes weak. But that's the same with each other. As much as I don't know the other person, the other person doesn't know me either.
Not at all disadvantageous
"Generally, it's all acceptable to exclude dishonorable things from duels."
"What's not honorable?"
What do you have?
"It's all just a dick. If you call all your connections as notaries, you can do anything crazy."
It's fucking fluid.
"Even if this looks like a stupid picture, we can't ignore all the notaries that Baron Heilen brought from the Isvant side. Would you like this much assortment? They're gonna beat each other unconditionally, right? So you're going to use up all the dizzy numbers, right? I don't know what they're gonna do."
I understand roughly.
Noble ecology is complex. Even if you want to fuck, you always have to see the nobles nearby. They eat like a mountain, and they concentrate on being called wealth and power.
I take my cause seriously.
And all the nobles, all the businesses, all the debts. It's hard to cut the nipple as much as it is tied by adhesion and marriage. Even if you fall outright from Baron Heilen, you can't easily push away from the Isvant side.
That's why we focus on winning this duel.
Bringing the notaries to hell is also to win.
"Well, I'm done. You just have to kill them all. Whatever you do."
My specialty.
"Yeah, that's it. All you have to do is kill him. But even if you kill it, I don't think you can keep your head down."
"There are so many notaries."
"You're a lot of shit, too. You can be a jerk if you have a lot. What are you doing?"
"These bastards."
Anyway, it's not beyond a duel to focus on right now.
"Then let's get started. Quickly blow the sword."
"Good."
Grab Karin's knife right away and blow the sword.
- Patsu!!!!!
A slightly larger sword was created as the mana exploded more than usual.
"Well, what is it? What's this output?"
The archer's sword and the output itself are different...!
This is almost something called a high-performance engine. More than 50 percent of swordsmanship has improved. There's nothing to be afraid of!
"Skilled fighters who are free to deal with blackmail are usually more likely to split up into Manado battles. They're both fucking good at fighting. After all, it's no wonder more fuel is winning."
"Right?"
"But what if the fuel tank is similar? In the end, it's a weapon suck, a weapon suck. You know, a kid who's got a better fight wins. Fighting is the most important equipment. Don Chubbar wins."
Karin always told me.
Karin Karin's a pricey one, too.
"Hahaha! Let's just win!"
"Until the day before the duel, don't do anything else, just practice the duel. Okay? Do as you say this time."
"Yes, I will."
So I focused on training Karin and the duel preparedness.
Swinging a knife all day, assessing and compensating for the duel Karin has seen so far. And I memorized all the ways I could use the background of the Arena.