Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

Lycaen raises his spear in a hurry to prepare for the next attack, but somehow Edmond does not make a second strike. Instead, he stared at Lycaen and said in an overwhelming voice.

“I don't think he's just rolling around anywhere, judging by his skills.... What's a man of this skill doing hiding his face? Take off your mask and fight! ”

At the same time, a faint azimuth blooms from Edmond's sword. Lycaen, who was watching Edmond like that, shakes his spear once and opens his mouth.

“Shit, you're pissing me off! Shut up and come!”

Chapter 8. White Paper Seal (1)

Zhang Yun was a white tiger in his previous life. The white tiger on the front. This means that he led hundreds of soldiers through the battlefield in the most fierce places.

The frontline is a place where you don't know when you will leave for Hwangcheon-gil. In such a place, everyone has to be rough. And a quiet, polite manner of speaking won't help you deal with such rough soldiers.

Especially, screams and screams spread like tears in the eardrums, and the words that come into the ears most easily in the battlefield with bloodstained trunks and ferocious blades in front of them are short, concise, and coarse.

The coarse words and insults that Lycaen often sees are all the ones that have been mouthed there. And now that I had a new body and a new identity, I still thought it best to say that in training and combat.

But Edmond was unaware of the situation. No. Before that, he didn't even know that his opponent was Lycaen Prokers.

“You have a rough mouth! Refresh your habits... Huff! ”

Suddenly, a strong wind pressure hits the face. Edmond quickly raises Longsword and twists his torso.

Ka-ang!

“Hehe!”

Strong enough to make your whole arm tingle. Edmond fires a long shot with a whimper.

“Inoum!”

Kang! Kang!

The iron spear and the sword slam violently and sparks blaze to every side. A fierce struggle when the two riders were flinching backwards.

In the meantime, Edmond does not forget to mourn for the masked man in front of him.

“I can't believe you did this with such great spears! You will not die well today! ”

But when it comes to fighting, it's not Riccianne who will say anything.

“Damn, you want me to fight with my good knife?! ”

At that moment, Edmond, who was stabbing straight through the gap, suddenly twists the direction. A blade that rises to face precisely.

“I'll cut that mask off for you first! ”

If you show your face here now, it spreads to a big problem. Unless there is evidence that Leon faked the loan, what Lycaen is doing is clearly an act of aggression.

Lycaen quickly stops breathing and turns her head to the side. But that was a mistake.

Oops!

As soon as he bit his head, Edmond turned again.

A bludgeoning attack that focuses all nerves on the face by talking about masks and actually stabs the waist to aim elsewhere.

It was a stunning short-term response created in a short period of time. It also meant Edmond was an experienced knight with that much experience.

There was just one thing I didn't think of. How good the reflective nerves of the mask in front of your eyes are. Along with him, he is equally skilled in combat aging.

"Damn! You're fooled by these shallow tricks! ’

The instant Edmond's longsword turns his head. Dozens of thoughts passed through Ricaien's mind like a flashback.

Your shoulders move. Your arms move and your hands follow behind you.

Caaaaang!

The turbulent metal resonates. The sound of the spear clashing against the sword again.

“Huff!”

Edmond swallows the wind without my knowledge. I wondered if the mask in front of me would swoop the sword so quickly, and the iron scepter suddenly flew up to his neck in a swift manner.

Kaka-kak!

It was a processable move. Not only will we stop the attack, but we'll use the breach to get to the airspace.

Chae-yeon!

Once again, there was a distance between the two of them.

“What a guy. But I don't have the strength yet! ”

Edmond kicks his tongue at Lycaen. And Licayen stares at Edmond with a grip on it. A red bloodstain flows down the Lycaen spear.

When the spear and sword were intertwined with the Riyaen's counterattack, Longsword shrugged the right shoulder of Riyaen.

Edmond smiles in contrition as if he had already known the situation.

“Pray for forgiveness and I will give you a comfortable death! ”

At the end of the sentence, Lycaen suddenly jumps off the horse to the ground. Seeing that, Edmond swings his sword into the air, removing the blood drops from his blade.

“Less tenacious than it looks... Hmm? ”

Edmond's eyes widen. A masked jumper aims a spear at himself.

No matter how much you look at it, you still want to fight.

“Now I see you've gone completely mad! ”

The opposing Pokémon is a knight on a horse, even if they have mastered a great spear. To stand on the ground and fight a knight like that.

But that's Edmond's idea all along.

Riccianne grabs the ground with her right foot, aiming a spear at Edmond as if it were natural.

That's better! ’

It was the lack of strength that pushed Lycaen away when the spear and sword just got entangled. And the reason it lacked strength was because it was riding on a horse.

Changing method is a window method, i.e., a pupil, that draws the aerodynamic force of a short circuit through movement. Not only do they build internal air, but they also release their air to the outside.

And the first of its movements was the foot cloud, which was the sinew. The resistance gained from this seriousness is to shake the short arm and draw up air through him.

But I couldn't take it seriously because I was riding a horse. Of course, they couldn't give them the strength they could, and they were pushed out of the struggle.

Of course, Lycaen's disconnect was the internal air that was built up through the subhaemostasis cooked with the blood. If we could move that material freely, we would not need a process of seriousness.

However, Riccianne has not been able to deal freely with air. You can do it by stealing your mind and energy. However, if I wanted to lead the air in the midst of a life-changing struggle, even for a moment, I had to reach the level of manpower with my thoughts.

In the meantime, Lycaen has made great efforts to make the hypogastric foramen his own, but it is still difficult to use in practice.

Bang, bang.

“Good!”

Lycaen taps the ground with his feet again.

“Huh!”

Edmond bursts into laughter. It was not normal to see what was so good about rolling the ground with the Federation's feet and waving the spear cheerfully.

“Thaaah!”

Two or two!

As Edmond kicks the horse in the side with both feet, his horse begins to run. If Lycaen has a way of triggering aerial forces through serious sentiment, he speaks to one type of cavalry knight.

A skill that harnesses the power of a horse with multiple human strengths. It was unfamiliar to Lycaen, who was an infantry soldier in his past life, but for Edmond, it was a technology that could be unfolded as freely as using his own body.

Dook dook!

An animal that can speed up a horse in a short time.

Edmond's words speed up quickly. Edmond's sword flips backwards as his front hoof strikes the ground in front of him.

And the moment the horse crossed next to Riccianne, the only thing Edmond could see.

Shhh!

Edmond's strength, raised by the power of running horses and training, and the power to wield them, were shot to a single point.

And Lycaen's feet rolled over.

Caaaaaaang!

Torn eardrums resound everywhere.

“Grrrgh!”

Then a groan came out of Edmond's mouth. I struggle to shake my whole body like I was struck by lightning, pressing down and breaking my molars.

"Oh, where did this power come from? ’

I couldn't believe it. The knight charges on a horse, however, even though he runs with his longsword unarmed. I couldn't stop the charge with a single sack, so I was shocked to death.

Edmond quickly turns his horse, suppressing his body vibrations.

Lycaen speaks, lightly filming the ground.

“Let's do it again. ”

You smile. Despite the mask on, Edmond notices the opposition is laughing at him.

“Die!”

Edmond sprints to the top of his lungs.

“Huff, huff! Are you okay?”

Wolf struggles to swallow his breath to his chin. Feron gasps and answers, his lungs vomiting.

“Huff, huff! Oh, no! ”

The condition of the two people facing their backs was nothing strange, even if they fell down immediately. I couldn't see where the horse had been, and the body was like a rag. It was the blood spilled from the wounds on both of them that was splashing red all over the floor.

At least the mask was torn a little bit, so it was bad luck not to show his face.

And four knights surrounding the Wolf and the Feron. Knights who rode with Edmond while defending the Leon birthright.

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