I'm the Swordsmith

Resistance to Association

Kiyomizdera.

He cleaned up the situation by himself and came down.

Troops are not stationed nearby to avoid detection of prosecution status.

“Now I have to go where the citizens and the Wigabin are. ”

< Maybe Sanada went that way too. I think the battlefield in the north is the strongest.

Phone ringing.

Mayada.

I got a promotion right away.

“Yes, this is all clear. I'm going to join you now. Going to the Waiting Room for the Kids... ”

“Lord, the Russians have intervened. ”

I knew I was after the fishery.

The time has come to clean up Zahar.

He nodded.

“So? Where is it? ”

“Song Literature is dealing with in Kyoto. ”

“ ……. ”

His face became stiff.

Song literature is strong.

South Korea's best external examination, up to the dislocation of the skull.

But you can't.

The opponent, Zahar, is level 68.

I told you to avoid Zahar when he comes.

“… OK. I'll go.”

“I'm sorry, Lord, but you can't go. ”

Maya grudgingly said.

“We are fighting with the Western army in the north. Kwon Min, Wigabin and Lyka are in a war. We cannot support our troops. We have the upper hand now, but if we run more tests than the sword, the wire will collapse. ”

“So I'm going alone. ”

“ ……. ”

Maya paused and said.

“… OK. If you'll excuse me, I'll do my best to assist the troops. ”

“From now on, I'm going to run to trade land, so please keep Hansanga in the middle. No, I'll call you. ”

Dowol hung up the phone and climbed up the wall onto the shopping building.

“... trade in trade. ”

Distance is approximately 4 km, time flies when colliding with enemy prosecutors on the way.

Dowol launched the mobile map app and blew away.

“Anonymous, let's go. ”

< Let's go!

Just hang in there until we get there.

Kyoto Station.

One day, hybrid prosecutors and Russian prosecutors were cluttering together.

“Rrrrgh!”

And the space burst as Songhulist punched.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

When you hit a person, the one behind you is pushed out, followed by the one behind you.

One punch and eight people are defeated.

Russian prosecutors vomited blood and rolled the floor in the fist of Song Literature.

Song literature fluttered with fists and feet flew, level 30, level 40, and couldn't deal with a second.

“Don't split up and come out quickly! ”

Literature, which had blown up five more in a heartbeat, mourned Zahar.

Zahar sits in the backseat and watches the fight.

Laughing face, bad luck.

If you don't come out, you can go in.

Song literature measured linear distances and obstacles, and my head suddenly rang.

Kick!

“What?”

“ ……. ”

A big Russian man with a sword looks surprised.

I put a sword to a man's head, and the sound of iron makes me nervous.

“Are you hitting on me? ”

“Uh, uh-uh... ”

“It's too big to answer! ”

Flash!

Song literature grabbed the neck of the Russian prosecutor and threw him away.

He was thrown away like a baseball, weighing 150 kilograms.

No, it was a bowling ball!

Wudang Tang!

As he flew away, he defeated the nearby Swordsmen, collapsed, and headed for Zahar!

Dust that rises.

“Rrrrgh!”

And scream.

You hear the sound of "fit" in a chaotic place.

Raging blades.

“Well……. ”

Song literature was dazed.

Other prosecutors from South Korea and Japan also frowned rather than fighting.

Zahar, who was sitting, fell on him and slashed him with his sword.

“Am I crazy? ”

You slaughtered your own men?!

Crucible prosecutors were frightened, but the Russian prosecutors were not greatly shaken.

When Zahar gets up, he reaches for his sword and pulls back.

Zahar shrugs his shoulders.

“These are my men, but they're too weak. What's the point of being so weak? ”

“…… Did you kill your man? Fell on you?”

“You'd know, wouldn't you? ”

Song literature was speechless.

What the hell is all this?

Zahar was a charming guy with long blonde hair.

A nobleman who looks good in pure white suits. But what he was doing was insane.

Zahar smiles joyfully.

“I'm sick of deer hunting, so I came here to catch something else, but this time I'm a Boar. Not bad.”

“Look at this son of a bitch. ”

“No, I'm not an animal. A hunter.”

Zahar said.

“And now you're the one being hunted. Boar.”

The arrogant declaration of Zahar approaches.

Song literature did not rush while sharpening its teeth.

It seems urgent, but once you get into a fight, people change.

Besides...... The opponent is a master, and that's unusual.

Masters 10 + levels above Songhulist, level 56!

“Wait, I have to pay for my meal. ”

Zahar stops and looks back as he approaches Song Literature.

It was Nakamura.

You stood by Zahar's side throughout the entire battle.

“I haven't shown you anything yet. ”

“ ……. ”

The sword, Nakamura. But that's not why I left.

At this rate, Song Literature will die.

Actually, I saw his face a little. But when I saw the fighting like crazy, I thought it was a pity.

I was going to take the time to open a way for Song Literature to escape.

But Zahar frowned.

“I hate being interrupted when I go hunting. ”

“Yes! Come and see! Come in!”

Nakamura's paper is useless, and the fight begins.

Zahar, with a sword in one hand, walks freely, and the Russian prosecutors retreat.

“Don't get involved! ”

As long as it's Zahar, the general prosecutors will be of no use to us.

Song literature swallowed thirsty saliva with pain.

The closer Zahar gets, the heavier he feels.

Sword pressure?

No, it's instinct.

This opponent is strong, and his animal instinct is telling him not to fight back.

“ ……. ”

Ordinary people will either run away with their instincts, or they'll try to ignore their instincts first.

But not both of them.

Once in the fight, Song Literature calmly and horribly looked at Zahar's shoulders and feet.

“Oh my……. ”

Zahardo looks stunned.

I mean, you have to be able to tell the difference.

“Then……. ”

Slalom.

Zahar comes for the sword.

Hit him?

No, the opponent...

Puck!

“Kuaak!”

Song literature retreated, bleeding from his forearm.

He stepped out of his body while blocking his body with his arm with an animal instinct, a blow aimed at his chest.

If I was a little late, I would have hit my heart.

“Oh, you're not getting it right. ”

“ ……. ”

What was that?

Song literature went through the prenatal war, but Zahar's screening was too fast.

‘No, but it's too soon. It's strange...... ’

Her ability to detect songwriting and her vision was not well seen.

“Okay, then the bridge. ”

Declaration of Kindness.

Zahar's sword aims for the bridge of Song Literature.

But…… I don't avoid it!

You recognize that the opposing Pokémon will only see blood if they try to avoid it.

I'll get you!

“Rrrrgh!”

Song literature punched him in the leg or not.

Puck!

Bam!

Zahar stabs the Song literature in the knee with his sword and falls straight down.

And the fist of Song Literature was empty.

“…… what? ”

“Slow. This one's the neck. ”

Zahar smiles and stabs you in the sword.

This is fatal if hit.

Song Literature desperately resigned and stopped trying to hold up his arms.

Flank!

Puck!

You dig your sword into your side and plunge quickly.

The fist of Song Literature flew towards Zahar's head.

Glug glug.

Blood flows from the sides.

“ ……. ”

What is it?

I keep seeing and reacting, but the enemy attacks, and I am wasted.

Song literature did not understand the situation at this time at all.

“Oh, I know how to use my head. This meat is tough, but it's a pretty good game. ”

“ ……. ”

Zahar mocks.

No, there's actually too much difference in skills.

I can't win.

“Phew... ”

Then hang in there.

Grip your teeth as hard as you can, hold on tight, and watch the gap.

But Zahar asked joyfully.

“Boar of Busan, how long will it last? 3 minutes? 5 minutes? ”

“It's longer than your butt time. You yellow-nosed monkey. ”

“ ……. ”

Zahar frowns and wields his sword.

However, Song literature lowered its position, avoiding it and blocking it again and again.

I still can't avoid it completely.

You slash your legs, stab your shoulders, and cut off more than half of your arms just by avoiding and defending them.

“Ah, ah... ”

The inspectors who were watching couldn't keep their mouths shut.

The Song literature was falling so powerlessly.

His whole body was already covered in blood.

Zahar frowns.

“Ah, a beast that doesn't resist is boring. Now just……. ”

A flying stab wound aimed at the chest.

At that moment, the eyes of Song Literature flashed.

“Rrrrgh!”

The floor-filled Song literature rushed to Zahar with its left shoulder outstretched.

Phew.

Zahar's sword protrudes from his left shoulder and into his clavicle.

But…….

“I got you!”

Kuaang!

The fist of Song Literature struck Zahar.

It was the feast of songwriting where the successive blasts and eight shocks were collected and smashed together.

Continuous arm to arm.

Not one of them was still alive after getting hit by this.

However, Song literature was careless and repeated twice, three times.

The opposing Pokémon will not let go of their teeth if they are bitten.

Paaaak!

But at that moment, Zahar's sword sliced through the Song literature's arm and escaped.

The pain of a broken arm.

My body stops in pain and my head starts bleeding.

Puck!

Zahar lightly pushed the Song literature away with a kick.

“…… Ah, that hurts quite a bit. ”

Zahar grins as he spills blood on his mouth.

“But have you ever dealt with a sword? No, you've never dealt with more than 65 levels, have you? ”

“Huff, huff... ”

Although Song Literature risked its life and gave up its arms, Zahar only bled on his mouth.

Flesh and bone?

No matter how hard I try, I can't tell.

Level difference is too high.

“Huff, puff, puff... ”

However, Song literature gripped it.

Torn from the right sleeve, Sonology wraps its left arm around a mess.

Zahar was watching with a face that saw something strange.

“...... You can't be serious. ”

In fact, the Song literature has now pushed its limits.

The effect of the amnesty herbalist, the swordsmanship of leapfrogging...... was the arrival of a man.

“I'll have to crush your smug little face! ”

The swordsmen groan.

At this rate, Song Literature will die.

No matter how hard the Song literature struggled, Zahar was overwhelming.

Even if it's more ferocious....

“Go.”

Song literature said badly.

Towards the prosecutors in the back.

“Hurry up and tell your brother about it. I'm sorry I lost my brother. ”

“Young Lord. ”

“Shut up and hurry! ”

Now Zahar is playing.

It was literally a game of hunting, a game of cookery that led to time.

If Song literature is defeated, the swordsmen will all be slaughtered.

“Go quickly! Mundi, go and tell him! There's something wrong with this intersection! ”

Fighting Zahar is like fighting a scarecrow.

I had to give information even if I died.

So that Dodge can win later.

Zahar snorts.

“This meat is tough once. You really think you can make it? ”

“Don't you know Busan? Haven't you ever been? ”

“ ……. ”

“This is what you eat in Busan, you son of a bitch. You're gonna have to work hard to eat me! ”

Zahar frowns.

Pick up the sword with your face of boredom.

“ ……. ”

Song literature has been steady.

No, not until then.

No, until he suffocates.

Ping!

A sword aimed at Zahar's back head.

Zahar turns away as if in running water.

However, the opposing Pokémon sprinkles their swords as they rush in.

Zahar was greeted without hesitation....

Chang!

Japan broke.

“Huh?"

Meanwhile, the opposing Pokémon leans back and approaches Song Literature.

Odd adrenalism. But it bounces up elastically.

Good boy.

The sword that was sent by the sword returns to the man's hand.

Zahar looks at the opponent strangely.

“…… What are we doing? Nakamura?”

“I don't know. ”

Nakamura Ichinoke said decisively.

His original plan was to get Zahar to believe in Nakamura and work together at the crucial moment.

I had to endure it no matter what it took to decide my country.

But now I've blown it.

I'm sorry that I broke my promise. But I have no regrets.

Nakamura stares at Zahar.

“My brother was stupid and ignorant. With just a bunch of outfits. I was ashamed to talk about it. I didn't really like it either. ”

“…… Is this about your family all of a sudden? ”

Zahar was looking at a strange spectacle.

“But my brother died abroad. I don't want to go through that again. ”

“What did this Japanese say? ”

Song literature frowned.

I can't believe Nakamura just happened to be on the Russians' side.

As a songwriter who didn't know the situation, he had no idea what was going on or why.

But Nakamura looks back.

Men looked at each other.

Song literature shook its head.

“… I'm sorry, I'll take back what I just said. Got it.”

Nakamura nods, shoulder-to-shoulder.

Men can see each other's faces, but the time has come for them to be united.

“Come on!”

“Let's go!”

When we can trust each other and risk everything.

Nakamura and Song Literature became one and rushed to the enemy.