I'm the Swordsmith

He's here.

A joint of Songhulist and Nakamura.

One is the sword, one is the sword.

Even Zahar, who is close to level 70, cannot be underestimated!

Song literature jumped back and forth, burning with determination.

Kick that flies 10 meters away, and the one that stops it gets crushed.

“Hmph…. ”

Of course, Zahar relaxed.

I didn't expect Song literature to be right.

He believed in Nakamura running from his side.

“Suck!”

Nakamura followed Zahar with a Japanese plot.

Zahar is casually greeted with a sword...

Tsk, tsk!

Nakamura's sword was broken again.

A sword that easily shatters like a mirror.

Zahar's sword slides more than a few inches from the broken blade.

Boom!

Then Nakamura turns and fires his sword.

The sword is restored to its original form.

“Hmm!"

Zahar hurries to pick up his sword, but his shoulder slashes.

“Haaaaa!”

And in the meantime, the Song Literature that landed rushed in like a shot.

One tempo of Nakamura is preparing for the next attack late.

Perfect joint!

Puck! Puck!

“Huff!”

But it was Nakamura and Song Literature that got pushed away.

Zahar was slain in a big circle.

“ ……. ”

Of course, the two of them were preparing to retreat at any time just in case.

Not to the point of serious injury.

“…… What the hell? ”

“It seems strange. ”

Nakamura and Song Literature resigned and exchanged opinions while maintaining their posture.

Zahar is shrugging at Bane's shoulder.

Relax.

“Even if the level difference in the sword is absolute, is it this different? ”

“Yes, no matter how strong the pot is.... ”

Nakamura's questions and songwriting agreed.

The merger between the two of you was perfect timing.

But they both get hit first, and then they both walk away?

“I can't see the sword. I saw it clearly, but I can't see it. ”

“…… You put a valid hit in earlier, right? ”

“Oh, I avoided... ”

Song literature expressed their opinions with their eyes.

Give flesh and bone.

That way, I could have caught Zahar.

“I'll do it. You finish it. ”

“No, I'll do it. ”

Nakamura says he wants to be a shield.

Right now, Songhulist was really on the move to come.

The bleeding is so heavy that it is not strange to fall even now.

You get hurt here, you die.

Song literature said horribly.

“It's a shame...... I can squeeze his face, but I can't win. ”

“ ……. ”

The Song literature hit the feasts in succession, but the blood was spilled on the mouth.

With an attack, Nakamura, the sword, will be stronger.

Song literature said decisively.

“Never mind. Just win. ”

“... I understand. ”

Nakamura has settled down.

Zahar takes off his coat and smiles bitterly.

“This is my favorite dress, but I can't use it. You two are gonna be working together again, right? ”

“ ……. ”

“Obviously. Now they'll risk their lives, one against my sword, one against me. Like idiots.”

Zahar shrugs.

“They all did. Rats believe they can win with a lot of numbers. Is it the same this time? Quite a disappointment, Nakamura. I liked the determination to avenge my brother. ”

“That's my job. I'm not leaving it to you. ”

“Yes, I'm going to die here. ”

Song literature stared at Zahar's sword and said suddenly.

“I close my eyes and go ahead. Can you be my shield? ”

“What?"

“Stop me if you think I'm right. Can you do that? ”

What the hell are you talking about?

But Song literature was a serious face.

The assault on the duo has already been read to Zahar.

If there is another operation, it's worth a try.

“Got it. I'll be the shield. ”

“I trust you. ”

Song literature picked its breath and clenched its fists.

Tuang!

Then I blew up.

I believe that the footsteps that follow me, the man I don't even know, will stop me.

Close your eyes to the enemy.

‘When the blade moves, the wind moves. ’

Song literature has also fought in the dark in the process of taking control of Busan.

But I've never intentionally closed my eyes before.

‘Sounds……. ’

And when your feet move, you make a sound.

Each person's footsteps sound a little different.

Zahar's footsteps, I'm used to them now. It's heavier than Nakamura's.

Song literature focused all of its senses only on Zahar's voice.

Impossible for other common tests.

Songkhlan is also his first attempt, but he is an external prosecutor.

A man who breaks enemies with his fists and kicks.

If you close your eyes and concentrate your mind, your ears will open. No, it opens!

Zahar's footsteps.

Air moves.

“Ugh... ”

Nakamura next door moans.

Looks like they got him.

However, Song literature was still intact.

Nakamura risked his life to stop it.

He suppresses nervousness and chases only sound.

Different.

The sound of the sword moving and the direction of the wind....

Different!

“Khhh!”

Song Literature opened its eyes and punched.

single-wall power.

Kuaang!

“Grrrgh?! ”

I had a feeling.

Song literature opened its eyes and looked forward.

Zahar staggers and retreats.

Her swollen cheeks, half of her face, crumpled.

Blood splits from the forehead and flows through the snow.

Like tears.

“What……. ”

It was authentically beaten by the fist of Song Literature.

Zahar looked at Song literature with an unbelievable face.

Song literature sighed and shot.

“You said you were going to cry? ”

“...... How did you do that? ”

“That initiator key scam. Don't look at it with your black eyes. Fly from the wrong place. ”

“Disturb your vision? ”

Nakamura's words, Song Literature, were twisted while exhausted.

What's the disturbance?

“…… Anyway! We have to fight with our eyes closed! ”

“A bayonet." ”

Nakamura understands.

It was Zahar, the sword that deceived the seer.

Nakamura quickly said.

“There's a girl on your side called Maya, right? ”

“Maya? Wow?"

“We have to call her. She won't be fooled into fighting. ”

The reason Zahar confirmed Maya's residence is now clear to Nakamura.

I know this because it may not work.

“What are you talking about? Maya... ”

When Song literature blurred the ending, Nakamura understood.

Nakamura, level 62, is being sworn and panting right now.

Zahar was a level 68, strong enough, even if not a sword.

“Huff, puff……. ”

Song literature was exhaling.

I already used the feast, but my bleeding got worse.

Nakamura was also severely injured by a knife to the shoulder and abdomen while protecting Song Literature.

Zahar's face hardens as he touches his puffed cheeks.

“You've been playing so hard to get.... ”

Zahar's attitude changed.

Not a hunter, but a butcher.

Song literature said badly.

“Ninh, go quickly. ”

“You're being ridiculous, Korean. ”

“I have no regrets now that I smashed his face. You go tell your brother this. ”

Song literature was ready to squeeze the last of its power.

“Keep that up and we'll all get robbed. You seem smarter than me, so go explain yourself. Leave it to me.”

“No, I refuse. ”

“Oh, you Japanese bastard, you don't understand! I'm embarrassed. Get out of here! ”

If Zahar is going to kill you, one is enough.

Even when Song literature was angry, Nakamu decided.

“My brother died alone. ”

“ ……. ”

“I don't like that anymore. ”

The moment Song Literature was about to speak...... Zahar came at me.

Until now, I lived with a completely different attitude and a young eye.

Puck! Puck!

Nakamura steps forward and blocks the sword, but he's hit his shoulder.

The only reason it was impenetrable was because the Song literature reflexively hit Zahar's abdomen.

“Hmph!”

But Zahar pushed him off his feet, and this time he hit the head of Song literature.

“Hehe!”

Nakamura flies and aims for Zahar's armpit.

Nakamura's Maguna was conditionally negligible.

But Zahar, who seemed to have struck, suddenly turned into a crosshairs.

I caught it...

Chuahhhh!

Nakamura's right arm is severed and he flies away.

“You're annoying me. ”

Puck!

Zahar kicks Nakamura out of the boat and pushes her away.

Puck.

Then the sword pierced the Song literature's shoulder, which was about to open its upper half.

Song literature tries to endure, but Zahar punches the knife sack with his fist.

Like hammering.

“Ugh... ”

The pain of the already broken arm being pierced by the sword again.

Zahar kicked his ankle as soon as the Song literature did not fall.

Whimpering.

The unbearable Song Literature collapsed.

On the white floor, Songsmith, who became a freshman corpse, collapsed as a godfather.

Zahar spits, stabbed in the shoulder and secured.

“Now do you understand your subject? ”

“Ugh... ”

Despite the harsh pain, Song literature was bitten by broken teeth.

I didn't want him to hear me scream even if he died.

“A sword? What? Together we can win? There have to be some things you don't know about. ”

Zahar stepped on the head of Song Literature and shot it.

“You, the weaklings, are merely hunted. If I hunt for you, you'll die playing. Where……. ”

Ping!

Flying sword.

Zahar turns and looks away.

“Huff, huff... ”

Nakamura, the one-armed man, sent him flying with his left arm this time.

Zahar laughs in vain.

“Why? Did you think you could catch me with that now, Nakamura? Why are you acting so vain? ”

“That's ……. ”

Nakamura smiles.

Death is imminent, but I smiled.

“I think I can beat you. ”

Booooo.

I hear a sound.

Closer.

Zahar asked with a silly face.

“What? What did you just say? ”

“…… I can't win, but we can win. ”

Nakamura looks up at the halt.

Traditional profanity.

I pulled out the sword that Zahar had fixed to the floor in his absurd words.

“Grrrgh.”

Song literature could barely stand up to the screams.

Ordinary prosecutors would have sustained a wound that would have lost or collapsed for a really long time.

Zahar aims his sword at Nakamura.

“I thought you were a smart guy, but you're dumber than I thought. Now you're delusional. ”

Boo.

Nakamura laughs at the sound of his bike approaching.

“You're delusional. You pretending to be a nobleman. ”

“ ……. ”

Unemployed.

The moment Zahar's face was distorted.

Kuaang!

A bike crashes through the gates of Kyoto Station.

Fearsome speed.

Much faster than Zahar turns his back, the bike takes Zahar as it is.

Meow!

Zahar's body suddenly falls out in a sudden traffic accident.

Hana, who drove her bicycle, asked in a frightened voice.

“…… Ahjussi. You're Russian, right? ”

“Yes, the Russians said we could take it. ”

You're out of the back seat.

He gets off his bike and looks around.

You see Nakamura's remaining hand, one arm flying away.

“Hello?”

“I'm a little late. ”

Song literature fell in the eyes of Dowolwol.

He was bleeding, barely breathing.

He approached and leaned over and asked.

“... Are you okay? ”

“Very, very fine. Brother... ”

He tapped his shoulder calmly.

“Never die. ”

“ ……. ”

“The man who dies here is not my brother. ”

“Hehe.”

Song literature smiled with a bloody face.

Survival was ordered as he stood up.

“Hansanga, take literature to the hospital now. Asclepios is working late, so you need to be treated first. Take the doctor by the throat and bring him back to life. ”

“Yes.”

“Please don't kill me. ”

Han Sang-a has a lot of experience like this, so she will take care of it.

He looked forward.

Zahar, who was hit by his bike, is getting up.

He asked coldly.

“You're not dead yet? ”

“... Phew, Phew. ”

Zahar's deformed face, Doubtful, said horribly.

“Good. I'm glad you're feeling better. ”

Doubleback draws his sword.

“I'll kill you all if you're okay. ”

The time has come not to endure.