Though we met many times, Tamri's sword could not reach Damos.
"Don't be silly! I am His Royal Highness the Protector of Gilbert!" The sword is one of the most famous swordsmen in the kingdom! "
For a long time I was distracted in that suspicious space, the transcendents thoroughly smashed me into several martial arts, including swordsmanship. From this meeting, it was easy for Damos to see that Tamri's sword arm had never reached the level of a master.
Rather, I don't understand why you can be so arrogant and overconfident with such an arm.
I don't know about Tsukiji, but your swordsmanship is inferior to the children of our city.
This is an indisputable fact. The windcat children trained in that space are improving their strengths, and I don't think they will be defeated by this kind of scum. In other words, the people in that city could almost instantly kill a broken swordsman like this.
Isn't the city... inferior to a child?
Tamri repeatedly gave the parrot a demonic look.
"Earlier, you called the boy a weakling. That's right. The boy is weak. However, it doesn't make a big difference in terms of your weaknesses."
"I wonder if the Skeleton can make me a weakling!" Worth dying for! "
Probably out of fatigue. I could shake my sword while breathing on my shoulder, but I couldn't even hit Damos with a sword equal to such a nursery play.
”C 'mon!!”
Tamri's sword was waving toward her head with a strange voice,
There's no way I'm going to win such a big chant.
Easily avoid it and I'll pay for it.
"Whoa!?"
Tamuri rolls to the ground clinging to her face.
"Oh my God! I see, I see!" That black sword is the source of your strength! "
He's dazzlingly overconfident.
No, it's just a difference between ourselves.
This black sword is indeed created by magic, but it's just a well-cut sword. It does not have the ability to add physical abilities, nor does it improve its technology. First, I knew how to use magic to improve my sword skills. It is known from the soul through its hellish training.
"What cowardice to use a magic weapon in a sacred battle!" What a foolishness! Everywhere, the Undead! ”
Whether or not you heard Damos' words, you're still immersed in your own world with even more excitement.
Funny, especially if you're so pathetic and miserable not to be aware of your own weakness. It was as if I was looking at the past of Damos before I met the Most High, and I even felt awkward.
But this one stripped his fangs to the Most High, and touched his anger. The destination of this man has already been decided.
You can't save me at all.
Once again, when I played Tamri's slash, which was cut off with the sound of a monster bird, my right arm was cut off from the root.
Haha?
Tamri raises her voice as she looks at her right arm holding the sword that falls to the ground. A breathing delay raises a scream that tears the silk.
Pointing the tip of the black sword at Tamuri's nose,
If you have time to scream, take the sword! You still have that left arm, right?
I shouted in a silent tone,
Heehee!
And as he stuck his face in horror, he screamed and retreated,
"T-tout, help me!"
……
The toe trick didn't answer it at all, just observing Damos with a strange face just like before, and didn't even turn his gaze to Tamuri.
"Hey, tow trick! Are you listening to me?"
Tamri turns her head upside down toward the trick,
Say it again! Take the sword!
Doss lifts up the voice he hears,
I-I can't fight anymore!
Shout out unexpected answers.
Huh?
What the hell is he talking about?
I can't fight with this wound anymore!
Are you really saying that?
Can't you fight with your right arm cut off? Even the girls and women who were in that hellhole camp can't even give them the roots. Rather, I pretend to be crying, and I'm blowing my head off. Even the boy named Somni, whom he had scolded as weak as he was just now, tried to accomplish his mission even if he cut off one arm. Even if a royal knight could raise his roots to such an extent.
I see. I'm sure Damos is asking you to stay alert. I was completely fooled by his real acting. Were they betting on one or eight if they couldn't win on their own? In that case, everything is likely to be a bluff.
”Don't lick me so much, kid! Do you think I will be fooled by this sweet talk? '
Damos is under his command. It's like applying mud to your face, such as if you think you can win by working a counterfeit. An unforgivable sin.
"No, no, no! I really can't fight anymore!"
Tamri screams desperately with tears and runny nose, suppressing the section of her cut out right arm.
If you still want to do it, I'll thoroughly punish you so you don't spit out falsehoods!
When Damos disappeared the black sword in his right hand, he took a few steps. And when I jumped into his pocket, I used my left karate fist to strike Tamuri's abdomen. Without even allowing Tamri to fight back, which curved into the lettering of the ku, she threw a stormy fist.