Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

‘I need your help...' ’

Feron thought, giving Lycaen a clear look. I've been eager to think about that. I also opened my mouth several times.

"Help me!"

But Riccianne made it clear. Do it yourself. That's why I didn't ask for your help.

It was then.

Shhh!

With a sharp wave, three swords fly towards the Feron.

“Suck!”

The stunned Feron rolls into the ground in a hurry and dodges the attack. At the same time, he reaches out his sword in a reflective manner.

Phew!

I felt like I was rushing my muscles with my fingertips.

“Huff, huff! ”

My breath is getting shorter. However, the assassins swung their swords as if they had no intention of seeing the Feron in action. There is no longer even the power to wield Longsword. A crisis of total dismemberment.

At that urgent moment, a crier erupted from Feron's mouth.

“Help me!”

It was then.

Shhh! Shhh!

A ferocious corrosion piercing the atmosphere might pierce your ears. At some point, a cage pierces the body of the masked man who attacked Feron like a skewer.

And the door of the wagon opened.

“Yeah, that's it. That's it. If it's an order, if it's necessary, do what you have to do to disobey it! ”

After opening the carriage door, Lycaen smiles with a very pleasant smile.

Lycaen, known to be sick. As Lycaen walked out alive, the masks were flawed and did not react immediately. In the meantime, Lycaen arrives in front of the Ferons. Then I asked him to go to Feron.

“Got it?"

Feron nods with a frown.

“Oh, I see. ”

Lycaen picks up a spear in the ground and tells Feron.

“If you run away from this place, you're dead to me! ”

“Suck!”

The Feron flinches momentarily at Lycaen's rugged words, but then nods.

Since the beginning of the fight, he has been hiding in the forest and looking this way.

“Go!”

Lycaen blows away in fear of finishing her sentence. The Feron also then ran through the masks and into the forest.

When the hesitant masks were signaling each other and attempting to resume their attack.

Lycaen severs the flow and enters.

As Lycaen swings his spear across, pushing it deep and low, the surprised masks hurriedly fly back.

Screaming!

Creepy cuts leak out. It was after the razor-sharp spear cut the masks' ankles.

“Rrrrgh!”

Four masks scream out in an instant, lying on the floor. At that moment, a cold talk struck Lycaen's back plate. A mask that stabs Lycaen in the head at the same time.

Vyriyririk, Piiing!

Lycaen draws a spiral and lifts it over his head, quickly grabbing the center of the spear and turning it fiercely.

How fast it was, so you couldn't see Lycaen under the rotating window.

Pabababak!

The instant the masked man aims overhead and bounces off the windowsill, Lycaen turns a large circle. And with him comes a great circle.

“Ahhhh!”

In an instant, six masks remain motionless. And three dead at the hands of the Feron during the first attack, one dead masked by Lycaen's spear. Ten masks were all killed or seriously injured.

And ten masks left.

A sudden appearance of Lycaen's spear was unbelievably strong, and the masks were unable to attack. Just a glimpse of the opportunity, surrounded by Lycaen.

“Come quickly or you'll die there!”

Lycaen raises his ponytail as if laughing at the masks. The moment the assassins blew the whistle.

Sheik!

A masked man with a cold wave suddenly collapsed. After the collapsed mask, the Feron stands. The fallen masks, left and right, were startled and swung their swords at the Feron. But they were no longer against the Ferons.

Kaka-kak!

The moment the Feron's mighty sword strikes the masked man's blade, the other masks make haste. At the same time, Feron approaches Lycaen and stands facing his back.

“You made it clear, didn't you? ”

“Yes, of course! ”

Lycaen nods and swings his spear around a large circle. Likayenne was overwhelmed, and even the Ferons couldn't beat her if they fought one-on-one, so the masks had to be more grumpy.

“Then we're done! ”

Lycaen crashes into the ground in fear of finishing her sentence. The Feron flew forward as well.

Forces are fundamental to masquerading. The simplest yet most destructive method of creation.

Kuang!

The condensed force erupts from the end of the spear, starting with a severe setback.

Boo!

The cage draws a delightful trajectory. And red drops of blood splashing at the end of the trail. In an instant, three people were twisted.

Meanwhile, he calmly pushed the two masks back to rest.

Grab it, grab it!

The blade clashes against the blade, and a tumultuous hiss of iron rings out and a spark pops out of the liver.

“Unh!”

One of the two masks, who had retreated behind the Federation, was already entering Feron's sword by the moment he lost his grip.

“Hic!”

The moment the body of the masked man failed to scream properly, he was heading toward the masked man next to the black Peron.

In the meantime, the remaining four masks are pushed back through the Federation moaning.

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

A resounding sound that bursts like a tearing eardrum. Every time a single sound sounds, your masked feet are pushed back. The strength of the punch is such that a small pile of dirt dries up behind the heels of the masks.

Every time Lycaen raises his spear, the masks are stunned by its terrifying power. The masks were literally taking Lycaen's spear with all their might. A close balance that doesn't know when it will fall.

Kwaaah!

“Cough!”

One of the masks couldn't resist the repetitive shock and finally knelt on one knee. Because of that, the balance that was barely maintained eventually collapsed.

And the final blow!

Kuaang!

“Ahhhh!”

With a tumultuous scream, your mask faces death at the same time.

“Phew!”

Lycaen picks up his spear and turns his back. Feron, who finished the two masks against him, is dazed and staring this way. It was overwhelmed by the enormous power that Lycaen possessed.

I already knew that Lycaen was strong, but it was a sight to be blinded by strength, not spear.

Lycaen, who took a short breath, approaches Feron and asks.

“Now, how does it feel to disobey me and ask for my help? ”

“Yes, yes? Well, that's ……. ”

Lycaen smiles and asks, momentarily, Feron frowns and looks embarrassed.

“Listen up. Combat is a very fickle man. I don't know when or how things are going to change. In it, your judgment depends on your life as well as the lives of your soldiers. If you don't do what you have to do because of the ‘command’ then the battle will end with your death. ”

The Feron who listened to Lycaen asked after reviewing the words for a moment.

“Then, what you told me to stop 'alone'... ”

“It's kind of a latch. Everything is hard the first time. ”

Simply put, it forced me to disobey orders. The Feron asked with an uneasy look on his face.

“If I hadn't asked for your help to the end.... ”

“So what do you think I did? ”

“I don't know...? ”

“Dude, where's the" if "" in the world? After everything that's happened, do you really think you can change what's happened? But what if he didn't? ”

After Lycaen finished speaking in a vague tone, the Feron looks anxious and waits for his next words.

“You think about it. There must be an answer for what you've seen of me. ”

After all, Feron had no choice but to make a blank face. Judge for yourself.

"I wonder if he didn't help me out." Oh, no, but he wasn't that cruel. But now that his personality has changed a little.... No, no, no, no. If you explained it like this, I think you didn't let him die.... ’

I think it might have been something like this or something. If I think I did it again, I think I might have done it like this. Conflicting ideas that lead to tail bites. It was a story that could never be concluded by the thoughtful personality of the Feron.

It was then.

“Hmm!"

Suddenly, he lets out a faint groan and aims his spear at one side.

“There's someone! ”

Suddenly, my senses become sensitive at a rapid, tense temperature.

Oh, my God! Since when...? ’

Feron opens his eyes wide with his mouth wide open. I could feel a very fine ridge from the grasp in the direction of the spear that Lycaen was aiming at.

Ever since Feron became fully aware of his talents in maximizing his senses, he has some confidence. I can't believe there was someone who didn't even get caught up in his own senses.

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