Gate of Amitilicia Online

Now, crushing it is as a certainty, what do we do?

It's the hallway of the mansion. It's not big enough to stand around. I appreciate the fact that they can't come at the same time.

"Rasputin, can I leave half of it to you?

"Lord Fist, I say no, but I'm a magician, right? I made it possible to use [procedures] for defense when I was approached by an opponent, but I'm supposed to specialize in distance. This time it's a small indoor, so I'm just using a lot of physics."

Say it. Rasputin has one sigh. No, I think it's a good line.

"But extensive pre-emptive witchcraft will be able to shoot. Step forward and ask for restraint. I'm sure the assassin-style one is for Lord Fist."

Rasputin started chanting. The other side realizes it and increases its speed. I jumped forward too so they wouldn't get in the way of Rasputin.

"Eat it!

Free magic from your right hand with [Magic Control]. I waved my arms to scatter it forward, while activating [Magic Conversion: Fire]. Magic light turns into flames, covering corridors. Naturally I would be frightened if a wall of flames were formed in front of me. The private soldiers were no exception.

That said, the magic simply flamed. You have heat, but that's not the only thing that can damage your opponent. Besides, if you stop releasing magic, the flames will naturally go out. Only for a few moments did I stop the other person from legging.

But in that time, the Rasputin chant was complete.

"Lord Fist, back off! I'll shoot Lightning!

Hearing voices from behind, something cold ran through my spine. What came to mind in the name of witchcraft was a thunderbolt that pushed into the enemy in a straight line. If you let me go in such a small place, you'll wind up with me!

"Wait, whoa!?

He kicks the floor and jumps backwards, even as he rings a halt. Rasputin's magic passed beside me like that. It's just not what I imagined.

It was the thunderball, not the belt of thunderbolts, that flew straight away, and it hit one of the private soldiers, making a flashy noise and bouncing with the light. The private soldiers caught up in it get to their knees one after another.

"Cover"

"Oh, wow."

Rasputin started chanting again, so I had something to say but came forward again. You also have the effect of paralysis, relentlessly slapping your fists and feet into the private soldiers whose movements are dull. It is suspicious that we are completely powerless and the possibility of self-harm remains, but securing Teleman is now our top priority. There's no point letting him get away with it. Let's leave the leak to Rasputin.

The dim hallway was inadvertently brightened. Looks like Rasputin used some lighting magic on me. I have the skills of [Dark Vision], but this will reduce MP consumption, so thank you.

"Is intruder interception included in your request?

Ask that to the black outfit that stands in front of you. Normally, a request to an assassin is not a long-term thing, if you kill someone, it's over, and that's what it would be. If you're going to say it in this case, it's supposed to end when you serve [the price of whoring] to the [jeweled flowers] whores. Would that even include the client's protection?

"My job is to punch the pig there. It doesn't include beating you up. If you don't need me, just get lost."

In fact, this request is a telemanic arrest that deals with prohibited goods, and as for the Dorad side, it does not set this assassin as an important target. I just don't want to leave a guy like this alone in the wild as far as I'm concerned. I wish you'd been a little alarmed, it was a recommendation you let go with that intention.

"The request must be completed. It's not convenient when my reputation spreads that my poison didn't work, etc."

I didn't seem to intend to retreat to the assassin's man. Besides, the way I say it now, are you still willing to give a little bit to [Jeweled Flowers]?

"Well...... then let's have it out of business as of today!

Expand [Enhanced Magic Strike] on your right foot to kick the floor. He accelerated at once to pack the pause and unleashed his right fist with [magic fire]. The assassin jumps sideways and dodges it.

Turning around with sudden braking, the assassin was imminent. The sword in your hand is a loosely curved, single-edged object with an odd glow. Probably poisoned. They are poked in from left to right.

Take it with both fists. The blade and gauntlet bumped into each other to make a tall sound.

And the sound goes on. It's the sound of a gauntlet playing one blade after the other. Because he's a poisonous assassin, I thought the melee skill itself wouldn't be as good as that, but it's outrageous. If I'm alarmed, I'm going to get my neck scratched in an instant.

"You're planting something under your clothes, right?

Without loosening the hand of the attack, the assassin has asked. Exactly, underneath the clothes is a [jade coat of green tree]. The blade has plundered my arms several times, but I had to take no damage because of it.

However, it also means that we are using this interception to accurately target unprotected areas. Now it's slaughter, so it's still fine, but it's troublesome when this turns into a spike. [Cuisine Tree Clothes] is just that the cucumber covers the body. If the blade passes between the blade and the blade, it will remain scratched.

"Rasputin! Give me the energy bolt!

Nor is it a situation where you can say one-on-one, etc. I'll stop this guy here and get Rasputin to cut him down from a distance with some obsessive witchcraft. That's what I thought.

"The enemy is coming from downstairs!

A nervous voice returned from behind. I can't hear the chant of the spell. Looks like he moved into melee combat when he saw he couldn't make it.

"Tough... Become!

After abusing the attack for a while, he launched [Enhanced Magic Strike] and slammed it against the assassin's blade. A magic explosion succeeds in taking the little sword out of its hands. The moment I thought this would reduce my opponent's hand, the blade jumped out of the assassin's hand. With a double-edged straight sword, the sword body is shorter than the small sword ahead, but naturally the poison will be painted. When you get hurt, it doesn't change the bad. Even so, I used a machining blade and romantic gear. If I beat this guy up, I'll collect him as a loot and bring him to the cosplay shop.

Anyway, why isn't Teleman trying to move? Normally, I think I'd run away. Or is there no route down there? As for this one, it helps, but there is no guarantee that it will last forever. You can't spend time with an assassin.

Serial assassin attacks are subtly shifting due to a change in the length of the weapon. Now would be a good time to fight back.

It jumps backwards once and for all to match the gap that was made for a moment. And ran straight from the front towards the assassin. Just before we make it in time, we jump against the wall. I got to that wall, bent my knee, kicked it out of my head and assassinated the assassin - making it look like it would. I guess I tried to get the counter in at the right time to jump in. I saw a little sword stick out this way, but I'm not at the end of that blade. I activated [Walking on the Wall], and I'm stuck on the wall, and the assassin's right arm is stopping right in front of my eyes, letting go of the poke. I kicked the wall before it pulled and grabbed the assassin's right wrist. Naturally, the assassin rolls out the other blade, but grabs his wrist at the same time as he recieves it in the gauntlet.

"Eat this!

He freed the magic while grabbing the assassin's wrist and activated [Magic Conversion] at the same time.

"Correder!

"Ahhhhhhhh!?

Now not fire, lightning attribute. My magic turned into a thunderbolt. A delightful scream brings the assassin back, but swings the thunderbolt as it continues, slamming him to the floor. He lifted it, slammed it again, and lifted it again to release the thunderbolt, punching [Magic Strike] 's fist into the dovetail. A white-eyed assassin falls to the floor as he bends over into a crippling letter.

However, although it is fine, MP consumption is huge for this use. Besides, the thunderstorm itself doesn't seem to be as aggressive. If the level increases, so does the power, I hope so.

Turning around, Rasputin continued his battle with private soldiers. He skilfully uses a giant [magic shot] chop, and even though he says hi-hi, he's dealing with multiple private soldiers. Oh, my God, I knew you were working it out. Looks like you don't need backup. The sound of the battle is coming up from below, and reinforcements over here will be coming up soon. then.

"Now, are you ready?

"Hiya!

It's time to punch your fist into Teleman this time behind bars. With my fists ringing I approach Teleman. Teleman has lost his hips or remains on the spot.

"Ya, please... help me..."

"What are you talking about? I'll make sure you pay for the crimes you've committed, and beating you up is a matter of decision."

I've been working a lot of bad things up until now. I need your help. How dare the bugs be too good.

"Shit, no, it's not! Shit, I don't want to die!

"What am I mistaken for? We're going to get you."

"Come on, come on!

What the hell, the Teleman guy. Have you been confused in this situation? Your face is bright blue, and he's not looking at me. What the hell...

"Become!?

Following Teleman's gaze, there was one private soldier standing there. That's the guy who sank it with the thunderbolt of Rasputin and my kick. Haven't you finished?

The private soldiers rushed this way with their swords in their hands. There is no dullness in the movement. Did you even use it in the potion or it looks like there is no damage.

A private soldier waves up his sword. I put up my fist to wield the sword, but the sword did not come towards me. The private soldiers made it look like they were attacking me, and they slipped out the side. Beyond that lies Teleman. Is this guy kidding!?

"Holy shit!

Activate [Enhanced Magic Strike], kick the floor and accelerate. Hit the body from behind as you go. A private soldier blew up like an experimental doll hit by a car.

"Huh!?

But still, I guess I waved my sword. Teleman screamed and held down his left arm. This guy tried to kill Teleman after all.

"You can't let him kill you."

Ask while you step forward to shelter Teleman and think it's futile.

"What organization are you guys in? It's unusual to want to kill your employer."

Private soldiers are silent. Those eyes are directed at the teleman behind them, not at me. How is killing Teleman a higher priority than doing this to me? But I can't do more than this.

"Fist!"

I heard John from behind. Looks like you cleaned up downstairs, too. This won't shake our advantage.

Private soldiers must have figured that out, too. I lowered the sword in my hand. Then he pulled out the dagger he had raised on his hips, and without hesitation stuck it in his own throat and fell.

"You know, it's so easy to hurt yourself... what kind of education you've been getting, these guys..."

I don't know everything. Really, who are these guys?

"Are you all right?

"We are. The main culprit, Teleman, has been secured safely, but as you can see, all the private soldiers with matching gear."

Answer the question of John who came, looking at the private soldier who had just harmed himself.

"This way, too. Same down there. I surrendered like a half-grown bunch, but only two of them were alive, and then they all killed themselves or each other."

"I heard a little about it, but the harbor said they had the same guys. I wonder what the difference in temperature is between these guys..."

John and Richard creepy look at the bodies of the private soldiers. Did some guys kill their allies as well as harming themselves? It's the same if you say it's the same as the private soldier just now...... no, Teleman hated to die. Just looking at that, it's not like these private soldiers. It doesn't seem like it's just an employee-employee relationship. I wish I could pull information from surviving private soldiers, but they're going to bite my tongue off instantly.

"Hey, Teleman. Who are these guys?

The only one in this would know what these guys are all about. Ask Teleman,

"Blood! Blood! He's gonna die! Somebody get a doctor!

Hold your left arm down and panic, we won't talk. And confusing. I had no choice but to put a blow in my jaw and shut him up. Oh, this is a different count than the beating I was declaring. When I wake up, I'll punch you once more.

"Well, I don't know what's going on, but this would have cleared up the kidnapping of the hookers, and that's it, okay?"

And, Rasputin shrugs his shoulders.

Indeed, there will be no more serial kidnappings after this than we were able to capture Teleman, who was also involved in the kidnapping. I know you can't be sure it's not until you hear from the other people involved, but that's not our job.

"In the meantime, let's see if any other private soldiers are hiding."

Some rooms have not been confirmed yet. Then the work is still going on. It's useless to crack a thought at something you can't even think about right now. Let's continue the search.

"Let's go, you guys"

"Do you want to try harder"

"Just a little bit more, and I'll be done with work in a little while!

"Clean it up and get paid!

Watching the Rasputins regain their temper makes me feel rewarded, too.

Just a little patience until it's delicious.