Iron Blood Earl Riccianne

“Huh? That bitch! ”

An angry man spewed out harsh words, staring at the woman's back. But the woman was still walking my way without looking back.

Such a woman's gait was also a straight walk that was hard to see on this street at this time.

“Stop right there! ”

The man who was screaming hurriedly rushes towards the woman, stumbling and stumbling.

Tuck!

The moment a hand covered in fur grabs a woman's shoulder.

“Hey!”

Suddenly, a bewildering cry erupted. It was the voice of a man who had just cursed beautifully.

Kuaang!

And the next moment, he was rolling around on the ground with a loud noise.

“Grow up well if you hit it, okay? ”

The woman lets out an annoying voice and takes another step. It was the fifth time I've been out on the street.

“Why here?! ”

The woman bursts a grudge against someone unseen. Then someone approached her and said,

“Hehehe, what's the matter? Great!”

He was a man whose shoulders were crumpled to the height of his jewelry. A man who walks straight like a woman is a Wolf.

Wolf's gaze shifts everywhere. Wherever he looked, the women of Dodel Street leaned against the wall with a straight face. Most of them were half-naked.

“Tsk, tsk, you're doing great. I wanted to do something else in case you did... ”

And the woman who was shaking her head with a sad expression was Julia.

“Knng, what do you care? ”

Wolf grins and ignores Yulia's words.

And suddenly the landscape around the two of them was changing. The streets that were hard to recognize at night became dark, and waxy noises were quite far away.

“Now that you're out, you need to wake up, okay? ”

“Hehe, I have to. ”

You shrug your shoulders, expressing regret for the Wolf.

After leaving Dodel Street, they took a long walk along the road and stopped at the corner of the road after several divergences.

Julia, who was walking earlier, looks away from the corner with her head hanging out.

The Earl's Resistance Gate, the epicenter of the papyrons, was noticed. It was quite a distance away, but I could clearly see it, not just from the front door, but because I was lighting torches all over the fortress walls.

Then you hear someone's voice behind you.

“You're early. ”

It was Anton's familiar voice.

Julia reaches out her hand and answers.

“Huh, you're not late, are you? ”

Behind Anton are 50 knights from Earl Frost, including Feron, Tom and Jack.

“Anyway, take it. ”

Anton drops something long onto Julia's hand, which is suddenly out of the question.

It was a tradition that Yulia used to use with a bow and a bunch of arrows.

Julia bends her bow with her accustomed hand, pulling the strings lightly, and soon hanging tradition on her butt.

“So shall we begin? ”

Julia leaps up the wall before Anton answers anything. Between the two or three jumps, Julia stood on the roof of the house leaning against her body and pulled the arrow-biting protest.

Anton, who confirmed his appearance, speaks in a loud voice to the knights gathered.

“Use Yulia's arrows as a signal. I carry out my duties as I have ordered, without special orders! ”

The protests with arrows radiate tension.

Yuck!

The moment the nearly broken, crooked bow spewed out screams.

Shhh!

The sleek air of the night shook with a static wave.

“Grrrgh!”

A guard flinches at the sudden sound and suddenly falls down screaming.

“What!”

Sheik! Sheik!

Another guard looks at his companion, surprised, and another arrow flies through the guard's neck.

“Huff, puff...! ”

Fluffy!

By the time two spheres had been created, more than 50 knights had already arrived at the front door, leaping out of the corner.

“Hostiles!”

“Seize it!”

A sudden noise brings the guards on patrol of the fortress walls. A brighter flame rises from the top of the wall. But the Wolf's cage is already knocking on the front door.

With a loud noise, more than 50 knights poured into the wide open door.

Hot blood splattered on a clean wall. The dizzy shadow of the flame shaking around in the chaotic wind, as it drifted onto the bloodstream flowing down the Bloodstream.

And the screams of the handset overlaid on top of it.

“Rrrrgh!”

Wudang!

He was a knight of the Pavaroniz Knights, spurting blood with a large ornament that was standing in the hallway.

“Hook, hook! ”

Yulia sighs, filling the halls and staring at the knights holding swords. It was Anton who struggled to catch his breath, shrugging his shoulders against her back.

“Dammit, someone sent me here! ”

Julia grumbles, staring at the knights who can't come. The answer came from behind her.

“Tsk, it's not a bad idea to put a man in front of you, is it? ”

“Kick, not in front. Go behind my back.”

“Move when you want to joke. If we don't get this done soon, the whole plan will be turned upside down! ”

“I know, I know. Do it, boss! ”

Yulia slams to the ground, screaming. Yulia's hands protrude forward with a heavy heartbeat, full of black iron rods.

Percussion!

As you hit the second floor, the iron rod draws a large trajectory across. I felt like the iron rod was almost broken because I couldn't overcome the swinging force, but I returned to my original straight state.

Kwakwakwakwakwa!

The swinging force adds a fierce elasticity to the iron rod and creates a force that cannot be added.

While the Longsods rushed out to block the iron rod and were pushed all the way to one side, the iron rod was already striking the sides of the Knights in the lead row.

Whoo-hoo!

The knights' armor hurls a loud noise against the firm floor. Meanwhile, Julia stepped on the ground and shot forward.

Woojik, woojik!

“Knng!”

The knights who were lying on the floor with their thick screams closed their eyes.

“Phew!”

Yulia quickly regains her breath while swinging her iron rod toward the air.

"Looks like it's fully cooked! ’

Julia smiles satisfactorily thinking that way. I was thinking about the black rod in my hand.

Iron Rod was a weapon specially crafted for Yulia. It was cast from a mixture of different metals and was an excellent resilient object. An item that becomes a longbow when bent by hanging a sturdy rope specially twisted at either end of it. The Iron Rod was Yulia's Longbow. It was designed for both her speciality archery and the common technique of the Knights.

When Lycaen first handed this to her, she was quite embarrassed. The spear that Lycaen taught was a straightforward, power-driven spear, so it was quite difficult to use it as a resilient rod.

But it was just a pretty bad thing to give up. It was because there was no hassle of carrying two weapons at the same time, as well as the performance of walking and bowing them.

To her, Lycaen said, "Well done. ’It disappeared after giving a very simple advice. And she wields her iron rod, chewing the grudge against Lycaen.

In the past year, Julia has been able to handle the iron bars perfectly. And now the ten knights that lay in front of her were the result of an intense training, gnawing at her grudges.

Kwajijijik!

Every time I swing it, a knight swirls his body to the wall.

The iron rod's full of resilience was much stronger than the iron bars that Earl Procurus wielded by the feisty men's knights.

“Huff!”

While the two knights were flying at the same time, they bent at an odd angle without even turning their swords once.

Whoo-hoo!

At that moment, a huge pressure flew towards her. A giant halberd falls vertically over her head.

“Suck!”

Yulia, who wields her iron rod excitedly, inhales the wind in vain. Too late to avoid. I quickly raised the rod, but the movement of my arm was too slow to get to the top of my head in time.

“Damn it!”

Close your eyes!

Phew!

Suddenly, a fierce heat erupted from above my head as it erupted.

“Aah!”

Yulia lets out a scream, jumping up and down, rushing her head. The spark exploded from the air and fell over his head.

“Don't you do it right! ”

The place that was screaming was behind her, Anton. Saving her was nothing more than Anton's magic.

“That thing, you can save me! ”

Anton grunts and reaches for the knights he was dealing with momentarily.

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