It’s Sudden, but I Came to Another World! But I Hope to Live Safely

The intention to snap his neck remained to slash off two arms when he was evaded by letting go of his sword in a daze. Gillista, lightened by letting go of her weapon, escapes from a bad scaffold.

"Oh, my God, they did it. Is it better if I just have my neck left?

"Looks like you can still afford it. But with that hand, you can't hold the weapon. Or do you even have it with you in the art of repairing your arms like an ecdoic chain?

"I can heal my arm, but it's gonna take a while, and I'm gonna have to wash my fallen arm, and it's gonna be hard in here."

The healing system magic of Gillista, the level of which is obvious if you look at the stopped wounds that have not already zeroed a drop of blood.

"I can do it until it sticks, but I can't shake my sword anymore. Hey. Good for my loss. Wow. If you want your life, let me scratch you."

The will has certainly been lost. Should I stab Todome, but Purshro is finally starting to get serious. Originally specialised in protection, Gillista. It is good to see that it is possible to buy time without arms. It involves Wolfe's life to be crushed here. Fortunately, his neighborhood guards have Lachra. Then it will be possible to deal with it even if you work in small pieces.

"If you want to escape, do as you please. Make some crazy moves and I'll stab you right in the todome."

"Let me show you. Wow. Well, if you're gonna lose to Purshro, I'm gonna run, but hey."

They abandoned Girista and headed to the battle between Wolfe and Purshro.

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Wolfe, who had attacked unilaterally until earlier, is now on the defensive side. That too, Pershro's wrapped flames have the qualities to ignite other magic powers.

Of course you will be attacked by Parshro. Wolfe ignites even if defended by a flame-wrapping arm. Especially with more than a certain amount of magic in both arms to harden the flesh. Wolfe, with its low degree of sophistication, maintains a high standard of hardness by being able to force a huge amount of magic into it. But this time it's more dangerous to reject it. It's like fighting with kerosene all over your body. If you want to reduce magic and push it in, your physical abilities and defenses will be reduced at once, and you will be purely beaten to death.

Wolfe is doing well to avoid Parshro's attack, which turned into an attack in such a state. Wolfe's gear is up to the top level in the battle at the beginning. of Wolfe in terms of the degree of magic enhancement. That is beyond parschlo. Illias is the second person in this square in terms of simple physical abilities. As you can see if you take that high spec and time to avoid sharpened concentration.

"Don't just jump around like a fish! On the other hand, I'm tired of this one."

"Well, then let me turn to offense."

Parshulo prevents Ilias from attacking him as he jumps in. I prevented it dangerously despite the blow I aimed completely from behind.

"Oh my God, Girista surrendered, you bitch! It's pretty chivalrous to break into a one-on-one duel."

"Say anything. There is no gap between the words of the outer passages that involve others and bring out the other person as bait!

Purshro flies backwards to evade the ensuing attack. A black flame is igniting Ilias' sword for being defended by a black flame.

"- Hmm."

But Ilias shook off the black flame with a swing of his sword.

"Wow, Mr. Ilias, you're so clever. I've gathered all the magic that was flowing through my sword at the tip of my head to stop the black flame from eroding."

"Thank you for the description Lachra. Elias seems to have a good grasp of the flame."

Then I would also say to Wolfe that Wolfe's weapon is a gauntlet. It would be hard to shake it off if you set it on fire. In addition, it is a craftsman who has the skill of Ilyas. If a sensible Wolfe imitates overnight, at least a weapon as long as a spear is preferable.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you two or three of us are trashy, we'll be just the right hands."

Parshulo provoking at the invitation. It doesn't change that spare look in front of Ilias. We don't have to wait for a response. Ilias launches an attack.

Purshro dodges it, but it's Wolfe jumping in from behind Ilias.

"So you're gonna freak out, you idiot, and you're gonna burn."

Defending Wolfe's fist with a gauntlet wrapped in black flames, Wolfe leaves immediately. A fist that was thought to have ignited, but the flames are not burning away.

"Little worker or garbage, your knight's move"

"I'm not saying it's just Lachra's exclusive patent to tie the line."

Ilias puts a line on the surface of Wolfe's gauntlet. If you touch a mass of magic and a black flame, it burns, but by releasing it, the flame loses its place of destination. A one-time barrier at a time, if Ilias and Wolfe do not come into contact, they cannot be put back on tension, but the number of hands is certainly increasing.

"I jump in. Wolfe avoids taking a counterattack and puts in an exact attack."

"Ugh!

An impromptu tug, but two people familiar with each other's strengths and movements. Parshulo doesn't look like he can afford much either.... about time. Stand with your hands as you stare at Purshro.

- Now.

Knock your hands together. But I wouldn't say that someone would react to this sound. But change appeared in the battle.

"Now what about this, just burn it down or the mutton fish together!

Parshulo steps on the earth. Then the black flame burns up the perimeter of the parchment. Ilias and Wolfe, who were jumping in, evade the distance aggressively. But the kick of Purshro jumping out of the black flame hits Ilias.

"Gu!?

I guess I also had boundaries on my own surface. The flame extinguished even when it ignited for a moment. However, in terms of defense, there is as much performance difference between heaven and earth as Lachra's. Originally for not inhaling poison fog etc. The combative effect is thin.

Come here. Purshro's fighting style is changing. This style uses a lot of footwork from a gauntlet-driven style with a fist. The amount of black flame that is occurring is less than that of the arm, but still the threat has not fallen.

Immediately Purshro attempts a pursuit on Ilias. Ilias is pushed forward with one footstep after another.

"What happened to the momentum earlier, woman on the defensive side!

"- Don't look sweet!

The moment he defends the tenth kick, Ilias starts fighting back. Seems to be adapting to the new Parschlo style.... but isn't it sweet? Knock your hands together.

"- Ilias, back off!

"Don't look sweet eh!? It's sweet, die or fuck off!

Purshro sticks his fist out towards Ilias. Elias quickly takes the distance, not the distance to arrive but whether he felt something in Wolfe's warning.

Moment after moment, a black flame was emitted where Ilyas was. fist, came kicking and switched to release next.

"Wow, that's versatile. That par. Oh, my God."

"Parschlo. But he's a real pain in the ass."

Fighting increases in intensity. Parshulo and Ilias alternate attacks, and Wolfe targets the gap. But it doesn't produce an effective hit on Purshro. Unable to produce.

The high level of combat taste of Ilias is certain. By meeting a few times, he gets used to Parshlo's movements and turns from defense to attack. But when Ilias tries to turn to attack, Purshulo changes the way he attacks Galari.

If you think you manipulated and released the flame as if you were a flaming man, you create a flaming sword and slash it in like a knight. Seeing as you're used to the Flaming Sword, it generates flaming claws on both arms and attacks them with a new fighting style. It's not always just about new styles, but it's like I can't read that change from time to time about putting them back in the style I've shown in the past.

"Parshulo's basic strength is also phenomenal, but its most troublesome is its whimsy. I change my mind at random without maintaining the same style. It's hard on Ilyas and Wolfe to keep their gear up while they're watching how they get out."

"Right. By the way, what did you pat me on earlier?"

"Lachra, only in front of the border!

"- Yes!

Black flames flew over here the moment Lachra tied the line.

"Dude, you can't make me do this, you fucking kid! Don't let a guy who doesn't fight do extra imitations."

"Well, I'd be pissed off if I was distracted by the pussy, wouldn't I? Wow, the junction is on fire!?

Apparently, what this one was doing was read. Well, if I do it again and again, they'll notice... but I guess I've had enough.

"- Ilias, beware!

"Oh!"

Wolfe's warning, and then Purshro's means of attack change.

"Woozee, hey, shit! Wisdom! Wisdom!

The extra look is disappearing from Purshro. Wolfe already understands the signs of Parshro switching.

I've been slapping my hands since earlier to make Wolfe and Ilias aware of it. Purshro is extremely moody and toned and stylish. Ha, I'm even changing my mood. But just before you switch, you have your own habits.

The switching conditions in terms of mood are major changes around. That is the case with the defeat of Ekdoyk and Girista. When it comes to changing tones, it's time to breathe or cut words.

Naturally there are also signs of a change in style in combat. This is all superficially painful. But I had already taken the time to observe it. It is not so difficult to read the other person's atmosphere compared to deciphering the mind.

That said, it was dangerous to verbally convey it, which could cause confusion over the slow rate of reflection on this one. I reflexively imprinted Wolfe and the others, the hand-craps. The moment I feel the signs of switching, I slap my hand, and Purshro's movements change.

Repeating this allowed Wolfe to observe him carefully the moment Pershro's mood switched. Wolfe's focus now is on top gear, and under that circumstance he trained many times with answers.

"Huh!

"Out of the way, you mutt! No kidding...... Huh!

Participation in Wolfe's attacks is gradually increasing. The accident rate drops dramatically more than we could spot a switch in Purshro's means of attack.

With more Wolfe maneuvers, naturally, Ilias will be free to move as well.

"Come on......, burn it, kid!

"Don't make me!

The moment Purshro's attack switches from kicking to fisting, Wolfe's foot payment hits. He was quickly put back in position, but the attack is about to hit.

Apparently, not only the timing of style switching, but also the ability to prepend some styles.

Parshulo's strength is its unique and unusual means of attacking moody people. But the drawback is that I'm in the mood again. Changing your mood means that you won't be in the mood then. In other words, Purshro cannot act against his current mood.

I have to use my fist sometimes when I'm in the mood for a fist and a lot of kicking when I'm in the mood for a kick. It doesn't make sense if they read it before you put it out, just because you can get ten hands on it. Parshulo understands, but he can't change it. If you try to force me to change...

"What's the matter, such a distracted attack!

"There's shit!

Your body and mind will no longer engage, and you will not be able to launch a high standard of attack. Give me this far and I can aim for that move from Wolfe. A risky but decisive move.

"Now I'm ready!

Wolfe sticks out her big swinging right fist. But Purshro shifts his body slightly to the left.

"You're gonna hit that big swing, or you're not gonna get on with it, motherfucker."

The dull sound echoes. Purshro's body spins in the universe. He is slammed to the ground as if he had taken a blow all over his body, jumping.

"... I hit it!

"You did it, Wolfe!

Wolfe's gauntlet, the essence of which was demonstrated. Protector mounted around the fist, this is an injection port, not a defense.

The explosive power of Wolfe's magic has already been proven in the battle against the dark. By ejecting that explosive force from a certain direction, it changed to propulsion.

Wolfe punched his right fist in with a big swing of wazza, causing Purshro to dodge inside. And at that moment, it exploded the magic that was accumulating in the gauntlet, and a vast amount of magic was released from the vent, and the right fist changed its orbit like it could be bounced.

This move involves considerable danger. Because if this pursuit is avoided, Wolfe will fall apart.

A blow to the body from the right position will allow the body to cope with the next move. But a blow from an unstable form is not good enough to say that stomping or anything like that at all. During the commissioning, she fell flashly and also suffered a slight shoulder pain.

Lower the output and you may be able to handle it, but then it's just about an anomaly hook. It's unexpected and this power because it's the second fastest straight to be released after you've stretched out your arms. Purshro takes up passivity at the blown end. But I immediately poked my knee.

"Damn it! I didn't know I would ever be late for a sub again......!

"You had a fight, Purshro, not safe with the blow you just took."

Elias is right. His knee doesn't stop shaking. He took a blow to the head. Being conscious is too much. Purshro will already be in a situation where he can't even stand up.

"Just kidding! Such as admitting defeat with this degree of scratch......!

Parshulo gets up while eating up his teeth. But it is visible that it is debilitating. It will be able to move in a while, but at the moment the degree to which it will strike out a black flame will be the mountain of Sekiyama.

"Oh, there's no way. Why don't we just honestly admit we lost?

"Shut up, Girista, because Temehe is useless garbage in the first place! I guess this happened......! Ekdoyk, wake up, incompetent!

Ekdoyk is slowly rising as he turns his gaze. But the damage inflicted by being exposed to massive chains all over the body is more than parchment, perhaps the deepest.

"Give it up, it's not a fatal wound, you can't fight in this place with that hand wound."

"Ugh, I'm fucked! You don't have to be proud to win with your gaze from the top, you asshole!

Purshro flies a black flame. But isn't the target set? The attack will stray to the perimeter without hitting it.

"Well, I can't help it. Let's just say we settle."

Ilias lays down his sword. No doubt the battle will arrive in the next round.

"- Uh, you're tired of it, already. I'll finish what I want. Yikes!

Suddenly, black flames gush around Ko (...) Chi (...) et al. (...). My body is in flames, it's quite hot. But it doesn't actually feel like it's being burned. I suppose you're intentionally suppressing it, well, yeah.

From Purshro, some sort of treatment had been carried out on the clothes by the time I got here. Was it this kind of trick?

"Shit!?

"Dear mistress!? I can't believe such signs...... didn't you plant them from the beginning!?

"Oh, yeah, don't move, you piece of trash! If you move a little, I'll wipe that man out with that black flame."

"Go that far through the outer road, you!

"Don't provoke me too much. Keeping them from killing is a hassle. Ekdoiku, I know it's not working, but come here!

While Ekdoyk looks at the situation, he approaches Parshulo with a relaxed approach.

"Parshro, what are you doing?"

"No more fighting on the boulders. Let them escape. But that's all. That's enough!? These guys came to the dead end to help this man. Then you could have two of them dead. Huh!?

……

"Right, I'll kill the white kid next time! So kill Ilias-Ratzel, and if you resist, the man is a charcoal extinguisher!

"This one's credibility equals none. I don't think they're going to die honestly where I said it in exchange for the man's life."

"It's not a problem! I know the woman is escorting a man. You'll do as much with Pong as you give your own life, knight. Huh!?

Ilias has his mouth shut with a remorseful look. That's a face I'm going to seriously accept in exchange for my life over here.

"Mr. Purshro, aren't you proud to do that and be a strong man!?

"The clergyman preaches, or you're annoyed. Bogus! If your theory is serious, will you die first? [M] Ecdoiku, do your purpose first. Ooh! Come on, let me show you. Tell me who's proud of the strong!

Let Lachra fly you too, or it's too convenient. To the extent that you've held only one man hostage, do you still greed to the winning star if you just run away?

Hey, you just have to laugh, ha-ha-ha.

"- Coffee."

Purshro still doesn't understand what happened to him. The reason I vomited blood myself, the meaning of the chain protruding from my chest, and the value of the organs bracketed ahead.

That said, I don't know anything about it. It's time for you to realize it. the fact that he was fatally injured by the chain of Equoic.

It fades away weakly, as if the flames that were wrapping this one were linked to the lights of his life.

"Ecd, i, k... what..."

"You were right about everything the man said. An unusual man."

It's a villain's business to give you the souvenirs of the underworld, but he's the kind of guy who takes people hostage. Let me leave you with as much as I regret.

"Lachra, can't you completely put this flame out now?

"Eh, ah, yes, no"

Ask Lachra to pay for the remaining flames. Now the last scratch is gone, too.

Ekdoyk and I walk towards Purshro, who poked me in the knee again. You don't need to get that close. A voice would suffice.

"You won't be comfortable dying without knowing, so let me explain something to you, Purshro. Ekdoyk betrayed you. That's what I did."

"You, but... how are you..."

"Oh, in fact, Ekdoyk was on your side until just before. Until that moment when you're greedy enough to tell me to kill Lachra."

There was certainty that Ilias could beat Gillista in this battle. There was also ample prospect that Wolfe would buy time, rendezvous with Ilias, and win if he took advantage of Purshro's habits.

An element of uncertainty is the battle between Ekdoyk and Lachra. And from the point of view of Pershro's mood store, he also understood that if he were to lose, he would move to win without choosing the means. That's why I planted seeds in Ekdoyk, rebel seeds.

"Ekdoyk, victory for you is protecting your father's honour. The honor may indeed be preserved if you, raised and empowered by your father, beat Lachra one-on-one. But remember, losing is better than defending your honor. '

'What do you mean?

'What proves where you win is the good education of your father. But it has to be another way to prove the strength of the father. It's about taking up the lacra. If your father, the devil, was able to take charge of the lackluster to the point where he was defeated and deserved it, his honor would be more strongly preserved. Even demon kings are defeated by brave men.'

"You think I'll give up my revenge for that."

'No, so you just have to fight with all your strength and dignity. But when we lose, we should rethink how we shake ourselves. Or let me warn you one more thing. Even if you win, your father's honor may fall to the ground. Do you know what time that is?

'There's no way that can happen. Winning will prove the greatness of my father. "

'That's only if you win on personal merit. What if Lachra somehow defeats you irresistibly? Can that be called a victory? You won't be able to call it. Plus, if that's the use of hostages, what does it prove about the guy who took such a victory?

"... you want me to let you go"

'No, I thought you needed a hostage to fight Lachra. You are not mistaken. But what about the others, especially the moody Purshro? He could use all the hostages to win. Then imagine. Purshro used the hostages, and you were able to unilaterally kill Lachra. Now that I know about it, what will the world think of you, your father?

……

'I'm not going to run away. But I promise I will definitely be watching the game beside you and Lachra if you can untie me. If you win, that's fine, and even if you lose, you can avoid worrying about being used by Purshro. Wouldn't that be a problem?

"Oh, okay."

'But still, if anything happens to me, there's nothing I can do. Remember, when things happen to you and those who trample on your father's honor, you're the only one who can get rid of them. "

"Why burn so much care?

"Piercing justice or dyeing evil, it's common for those who can get through to want to support you, Ekdoyk. Your actions to protect your father's honor are right and should take shape, no matter what. The thought should not be tarnished. You have to protect the value of what you hold."

The reason why Ekudoik had anger toward Lakla, his father's enemy, is slightly different from the one who was deprived of his family. He has only been nurtured and lived his anger at the human being who abandoned him. But the devil who taught it was defeated by Lachra. At that point, Ekudoik is losing sight of what's right.

I don't want to believe that everything I've ever gotten was worthless. Ecdoik asked for his father's correctness. But the surrounding voices are cold. A demon defeated by incompetence like Lachra has no value.

If the father is worthless, even he is worthless to date. That's why I decided to take revenge on Lachra. But at the same time, it also measures the value of lacra. So I prepared an escape route where I could evaluate the lackluster. If we can admit Lachra, Ekdoik can move on. I don't even need to block any other exits. Because it's more comforting to have more options.

And at the end of the day, I was impressed with the existence of ruining them. Ecdoik was defeated by Lachra. At this point Ekdoik had to admit Lakla. But what happens if I can kill Lachra here without any difficulty?

It totally zeroes Ekdoik's past, its value. So it's a natural consequence that Ekdoyk betrayed Purshro when he was forced to do so.

"Parshro, I'm sorry to hear that. If Ekdoyk hadn't been proud of anything, it would have been someone else now. Besides, I can't trust you to be in the mood. Look, 'cause I'm in the mood too, right? I want you to give up by saying you lost to your fellow haters."

"Together... don't... you... you haha!

"Yeah, but what should I say about your mood... it was easy to understand"