I Was a Sword When I Reincarnated (WN)
703 Biscott's Strength
The man who was with Sibula, Biscott. This one was also a considerable warrior.
It would be quite a power fighter to imagine from a tall, muscular thick flesh.
Identify the Biscott who came out of the arena. But the appraisal still doesn't work well. Appraisal disguised demonic props were still used.
"Tiny Shield"
"Are you a shieldman? Don't feel quite magical. '
"Mm-hmm. Looks stiff"
What stands out in Biscott's gear is the Tower Shield. If you give in lightly, it's so huge that even the Biscott giant hides it softly. It would also be quite thick.
The weapon is a long hammer. Nearly two metres ahead of the pattern is a huge iron head the size of which is likely to hold.
Protect it with a shield and hit it with a hammer. In a way, as a shield, it's a basic piece of equipment. Both shields and hammers are of substandard sizes.
Neither, a normal person would even be able to lift it. That strength is amazing because you are lifting such heavy equipment with one hand.
The same thing seems impossible without being the top warrior among adventurers.
But if you're against the Warcraft, anyway, how about that heavy outfit with a human hand? They're quick fighters.
"It's a sight to behold."
"Mmm."
'The opposing Demitris stream... For once, do you wear your armor?'
"Pretty strong"
"Well, that's the level at which Demitris is allowed to compete, naturally."
His name is Zelt. He's a young man with a tough face with short black hair. Blah, it's a gorilla-like face.
Capably, is it about a corbelt in sealed condition? This one's not in sealed condition, so I guess we haven't even been allowed to try the exonerations yet.
That said, it's definitely strong enough. The Demitris stream is also mastered at level 6.
Now, what battle will it be? Beautifully thank each other and the game begins.
Me and Fran were excited to watch, but the game was as intense as we'd hoped and a glaring development.
The first set up was the Zelt of the Demitris stream.
"I'm coming! Shield Hall!
"That's fast!
As we expected, Zelt took advantage of that agility and flirted with Biscott. He dives into the blind spot and tries to disfigure Biscott with his fast exit moves.
But Biscott's protection was tougher than I imagined. It flips amazingly quickly and prevents all attacks with a shield. Still, I think I got a few rounds, but that posture didn't shake at all.
On the contrary, there will soon be a strange visit to Zelt. The frequency of the attack dropped slightly. If you look closely, a bright red liquid was pouring out of the gap in its armor.
I guess Biscott wasn't just taking it, he was damaging his fist by lightly hitting his shield on his fist, on the contrary. They are damaged to the extent that the interior of the armor is damaged.
Zelt's expression distorts his regrets. That means the Zelt attack was almost out of sight. Besides, over the shield.
This seems to have been more of a difference in power than I thought. Eventually, we targeted Biscott for Zelt, who lacked an attacker. The counter was decided, and at the end of the day, it was too soon settled.
The beginning is a reversal victory from what was thought to be a unilateral victory by Zelt. The audience is cheering.
In fact, it was a complete victory for Biscott.
"That stubbornness is troublesome."
"Mmm!"
Fran imagines how she would fight if she were herself. He stares at Biscott with a motivated face.
Afterwards, I was waiting for Sibula's turn, but it wasn't helpful at all. Because it was an instant kill in the first 5 seconds.
"For once, you know you use a sword."
"And Speed Subject"
"No shield in light armor. Well, maybe. '
Let's hope for the next game. Shibula and Corberto are next. Either way, it will definitely be a good fight.
Then we headed to the Adventurer Alliance. To report on the messenger of the Kingdom of Charles.
There seems to be no Diaz or Elsa, so I'll explain it to the receptionist. Then came a surprise response.
"Is it the Kingdom of Charles again..."
"Again?"
"Yes, in fact, the human behavior of the Kingdom of Charles was a problem."
Oh, my God, there seems to have been some human contact in the Kingdom of Charles under the other leading participants. He seems to be relentlessly soliciting famous athletes.
The receptionist looks tired and sighs.
"They are a problem…"
"What if the Kingdom of Charles refuses?
"I can't. Nothing, I'm not working evil, and it's what every country does to solicit strong adventurers to their country."
At best, he said he could only stab the nail to the point of not bothering the athlete.
"But it's a little weird, isn't it?"
"Weird?"
"Yes, I have very bad attitudes and conditions, and I just don't think I'm willing to negotiate successfully, no matter what you think."
Not that Viscount Emert is special, but the messengers of the Kingdom of Charles seem to all be like that. And when the adventurer gets angry, he or she and his buddies sit down and apologize in a grand manner.
It is difficult to let the nobles of other countries down to earth and continue to be angry any longer. Plus, he gets poisoned by his funny appearance.
In the end, they say the negotiations are getting nasty and the sight of adventurers walking away angrily is happening everywhere.
"In the first place, you're naming a national messenger, but you're of too bad quality. If you're paying for the tyrannical aristocracy in the province, how can you still think that all the people officially seconded by the state are idiots?
"Aren't you actually from the Kingdom of Charles?
Are you trying to discredit me or something? But I checked with the skills of the Lie Nursing System, and they say he's a messenger of the real Kingdom of Charles.
"... some kind of conspiracy?
"I don't know. I don't know what it means to do this... But this one is very accommodating in response to the Kingdom of Charles. We need to increase the number of security personnel. If a contestant can't believe he attacked an aristocrat, it's a problem... Ignore Master Fran, even if he comes into contact again. Please."
"Mm-hmm. Okay."
The Kingdom of Charles, what is the purpose?