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

Hit your back hand against the wall and use detective magic at the end of the crack. I managed to find a way to hit it this way with that repetition. Because of my instincts, it feels good to work at times like this.

Just, well, this sight was unexpected on the boulder. It really feels good to see that Gradona and Mix getting hit so badly.

"Is Ritual that strong? As far as detective magic goes, Gradona feels stronger."

"If you think you're a friend who can fight, I think it's easy to understand!

I can fight brothers...... ooh, I got goosebumps. Me and Ekudoik have fought as enemies of our brothers in the past and have been brilliantly defeated. Well, I guess it's because I make good use of other people's power, but if I had the strength, I wouldn't have been delusional once or twice.

"Hmm, that sword hears rumors... uh..."

"Dioside! A holy sword that creates its own phantom, also known as the 'slaughter of two choices'!

"Oh, I did, I did. Nice, even if it's handmade like this spinning stick of mine."

And since the devil's possessed the right arm, you know which one is the bad guy. A phantom sword in real life that sees through the other person's mind, it seems troublesome... give it a try.

While turning the spinning stick, check the condition of the whole body. It's all abrasive and painful, but your body feels warm. I just used too much magic until I got here. You can hit your wife and think of one or two shots, and one shot as the limit if you want to do it properly.

- After all, Tsudhari couldn't keep you.

"Why don't you just ask me if I killed him there? He must be thinking of you."

"That's about all I can tell by looking at your face. Thank you for keeping her alive."

"Say it without changing your complexion. He's not going to give me a break for keeping my people alive...

Jump in at once and launch an attack. There's no movement in real life, is that a phantom? But it doesn't change that you're in that position, and you keep punching it out - ugh!?

The pain runs on his flank and flies sideways on his feet. It was a reality that I didn't set up, but when I realized it, I was in a position where I was sticking my sword forward. Well, if you look at the position of the sword, just my own penetration is fine.

Moreover, instincts did not react to the current counterattack. With the way Tsudari's been trying to cut me off with a less threatening attack, you're trying to keep me from getting fatally injured, aren't you?

"Kah! How dare you deliberately loosen your hands of attack, in a bad way!

"That's the most effective way to attack you. If I could kill you with one blow, I would, but you'll forgive me for that, won't you? Until my body's freedom stops working, I'll let you do it slowly."

"Well, he's like teaching Tsudhari how to attack me, I guess I can do it myself. But, well, I've already figured out what to do with it!

It's easy to tell the other way around that a bad smallworker can never win a psychological battle just because he reads it and returns it. You just have to attack me foolishly without using my head. Jump in just like you just did, and launch an attack.

"Lord Harkdock!? Be a little more careful..."

"Such a clever imitation, I'd do it if I could!

A severe pain runs on my legs at the same time as I get close to the time when a spinning stick reaches Reality. The precept was once again a phantom, and now the sword stuck me in the foot. But this guy is the kind of attack that instincts don't respond to. It hurts where I ate it, so it's not fatal!?

"- Huh!"

Ignore the sword that stabs you in the foot and wave the swirl stick. I can handle it, that's right. You can't defend yourself with a sword while you're putting it on me.

The phantoms that were in my sight disappeared and I could see what real reality looked like. The one that hit me was the right arm that didn't hold the sword, and it looked like it hit me beautifully, and it was slipping back.

"One arm with one leg, that's not a bad deal."

"Hark Doc, you're being too impotent!?

"Is it impotent? I can avoid only fatal injuries. So this is the quickest way to do it."

Let the meat cut and break the bones, the same imitation can also be done for Gradona and Mix. But you two don't have the means to avoid a fatal injury. If a sword sticks out at your throat or your heart, the battle is over. But I would instinctively react to attacks on places that are likely to be fatal.

If the instinct stayed quiet, the instinct signaled that he would go through with it.

"Ooh, Hark Doc. I'll join you. I can't have a special attack on you, but it's enough to disturb the concentration of reality!

"Please, Gradona. I'm no match for strength."

If Real only attacked him with pure skill, just like Ekdoik did before, he's usually likely to lose by a difference in strength. I couldn't have taken my arm with a blow I could have punched in while I was working on a small piece of work.

Mix and Masetta magically tow it with a knife, me and Gladna jump in together for a close range attack. Gradona avoids a sword break with an attack that blows up the ground in front of her, allowing Reality to take evasive action. There is, and then again for this - whoa!?

Instinct reacts and immediately stops running and flies backwards. At the same time, the reality, which was a phantom, disappeared and a true figure emerged waving through the sword. Just what it looked like after you waved your sword, but I can see what kind of attack that was. He tried to jump my neck!

"Can we still avoid it? Convenient talent."

"Don't be suddenly murderous! You're scared!?

"That's why. You'll have to stop the attack and avoid it, won't you?

Cold sweat runs down my spine. Yay, you've already come up with another way, this guy. Eat it if you're unconscious, but you could fight back, but you can't do that with an attacker who's serious about coming to an end.

Besides, it's not a ratio of the current sword, the poison knife that Tsudari has unleashed or anything. Don't do everything you can to avoid it, and they'll kill you for sure. What's so spicy about it, now that I'm tired, I'm doing everything I can...

Stopping the progression and flying backwards is a strain on the leg, and I can see the wound on the leg stabbed with a sword spread even further... Huh!

I did. He didn't lose one arm out of alarm. You were after my leg from the start!? I lost my manoeuvre and brought it into this deployment.

Even if my instincts react, my movements will not be enhanced. If I had to use my leg to dodge it. If this leg didn't move when the attack came...

From when you're supposed to deal with me, give me your arm, but you're going to let me down... you're so ready, Real!

"Phew, Phew, Phew, Phew... Ugh, this is how you can breathe"

"Lord Harkdock, this is where you buy time with me and Lord Gradona! In the meantime, treat Lord Massetta."

"You're not the one to give me that kind of time. Especially not me."

I have a diminished dioside effect and he can't attack me safely himself. They won't hesitate to target you as much as the gaps are being treated.

So what are we gonna do, keep fighting until my legs stop moving? If that happens, I'm dead in a real fight back and it's over. Moves that don't strain your leg... how do you get a blow into him in that way?

"Hark Doc, how about I stop that sword when I'm dead?

"Stop it, Jizzy, they just read how it can be stopped and the dog dies..."

Oh, or did you have that hand? You're just gonna make it work? One wrong step, and I'm gonna die instantly?... Even so, if you stay poor, not only me, but the other three won't be safe, and you can't stop Necthar's ambitions.

Get ready, Hark Doc. You're better than the rest of them because you're so ready to stink.

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In order to demonstrate the true value of the dioside, you have to give them the option to betray their thoughts. Skillfully leads the opponent to anticipate the result with his gaze, words, movements, signs, and every element, aiming at its opposite. My eyes have the power to do this.

It was no mistake to order Tsudzari to keep Hark Dock away. To this man who can perceive danger by instinct does not make any sense whatsoever small workmanship.

In Tsuddhari, which is inferior in combat power, we decided it was difficult to defeat Harkdock, giving him the means to effectively and buy time after understanding his characteristics... but still couldn't she contain Harkdock?

But it made sense that she struggled. By breaking up the Hark Dock, I succeeded in draining Gradona and Mix. Even if I could read the movement completely, they are both fierce men with the means to defeat me in one blow. Thanks to Tsudzari, we were able to sharpen that power a lot before Harkdock joined us, this feat is huge.

In addition, it was convenient for him that the means to merge the Hark Docks were a considerable burden for him. As far as intrinsic magic residue, damage to the whole body and them are concerned, Hark Dock fatigue can be judged to be more than equivalent to Gradona or Mix.

I'm the one in my favor now, but I still have anxiety somewhere in my mind. The cause is obvious.

"Does your arm hurt? I think it hurts a lot more."

My talent is good at understanding people. That's why even with Gradona and Mix at the same time, we could see through that attack avoidance.

While Gladna appears to be a free style of combat, the movement reflects the mould of continuous overlapping workouts. A habit he hasn't even noticed himself, if you identify it, you can read the behavior before it moves.

Mix prefers the means of attack to thrust the opponent's intentions and does various tricks during the battle. But there is all intent in her actions, and it is easy to see through all the measures that have been set up if she is aware of them. Whether Masetta magically covers behind it or not, there's no element to beat me for fully mastering the way the two of them are.

Except for this man, Hark Doc. This man is not extraordinarily strong, and I would be better at pure combat. It's a fighter, battle style with just one hit without a polished mould, but that's scary to me. No matter how much he reads his thoughts, he comes up with means that he can't think of on the spot.

Strong people have their own standing and dancing based on the core that lies within them. I understand the other person and look ahead...... this guy has no ahead. Even he doesn't know what he's going to do next.

"It's not a big deal, like which one is more serious. The only thing that matters is which one wants more victory."

"Tell me. But then, Real, you have a better purpose as yourself.

I just understand that, and I know it's not like the chimps around there. Yes, my style of combat changes its strength depending on how greedy I can be against victory.

As Hark Doc has acted against my expectations, I just have to go on top of it. He is just a man who has followed the purpose of the people of Yugra's stars, by comparison I... have staked everything in this battle.

"I'm not going to say how sweet it is that it's a difference in readiness. But the battle is the result of what I have spent so far. At least I've been stacking before you were born."

"- Right. I've been training for the next few decades or so, so I guess I could be as good as you."

"You could have been."

This conversation, Harkdock is after something. I guess you're going to breathe and do something to the next assault. Gradona or Mix, or the devil in the right arm? Neither is a problem, if you return that attack, his breathing will be disrupted again.

"If the legendary adventurer could vouch for you, that would be enough. Okay, let's go!

After a few leaps on the spot, Hark Dock storms in. The other three have no move-like movements. So how's the demon movement on your right arm, no response. The gaze movement is also staring straight at this one.

Use the power of the dioside to create the phantom of the posture as it is and take the structure. Aim for a counterattack at the perfect time, so that you can't cope with it other than dodging using Hark Dock instincts.

Harkdock's talent is certainly troublesome, but it can also be used. Low threat attacks can cause scratches without reacting, and high threat attacks can force evasive action.

Whatever measures you may have devised, if you unleash an attack with the intention of causing him to die instantly with precision, Hark Doc's leg will stop. This assault can also be suddenly stopped, or forced into a sudden change of direction, inflicting additional loads on foot injuries and psyche.

At the same time as waving the sword, Harkdock made a sudden stop. But still between my swords, avoid further from there - nah!?

My sword is about to reach the neck of the Hark Dock. He doesn't want to move off the spot. I am not going to stop the sword, then this attack will be a special blow. It would be strange if his instincts hadn't forced him to evade.

No, don't get lost. It could be targeting that upset. If you don't dodge it, it's a great opportunity to stab a toddler. Keep swinging your sword.

"- Gug!?

The dioside is bounced by an invisible impact. The impact is not easy, such as playing slash. He played the Dioside slash. And yet he blew it out of my body.

The shock brought consciousness to the brink of flying, paralyzing all five senses. The only normal thing is the thought circuit. What happened, did you put up the junction magic? There's no way that advanced connections can unfold on him, the three of them in the rear, or the bareback that carried out the magic activation.

"Hark dock!? Hark dock!? It's okay!?

The voice I heard belonged to Masetta. He's worried about him, not me blown up? It forcefully presses the shaken consciousness and returns the visual information alone to a normal state.

I saw the sight and understood what had happened. He was making further counterattacks against my counterattack. You must have used the moves you made when you destroyed the wall, and you took a direct hit at it, albeit from above the dioside.

But the question is not what kind of attack, but how did you hit it? I unfolded a dioside phantom and my own appearance was not looking like a hark dock. But he's been timing it perfectly.

"... hehe, hehe... hehe. Dompi...... sha...... so..."

"You can't talk! Lord Masetta, stop the bleeding first!

"I'm doing it!

Harkdock had collapsed to the ground and had undergone therapeutic magic by the hands of Masetta and Mix. There's a good amount of blood coming from Masetta's palm, which keeps his throat down. My dioside blow had hit the Hark Dock. No, I should say they targeted that moment.

Of course, I was considering the possibility of coming up with a setup for a match. If I wanted to feel the signs, I would have taken a short distance. But it wasn't even a match that Hark Doc set up. He tried to attack me after he killed me first.

It doesn't even make you smell like a hitting target, and it takes an instant death attack before it strikes back. If the timing had been delayed at all, my neck would have flown and ended up just dying.

"Gu... uhhhhh!

Eat up your teeth and wake your body up with a dioside on your cane. But thanks to an enormous explosion of magic at close range, my body doesn't move as much as it thinks. But if we don't get up, Mix and Masetta are still treating Hark Doc.

"Bad forelife, Real. Ma, that's all I'm desperate for, so I don't think it's the way to go, huh? But you, young man, you're gonna throw your own life away, and you can't waste your chances, can you?

There was a kick of Gradona in my arm holding the dioside. The bone is broken and the dioside is flown to the back of the corridor. Lost support body is slammed to the ground again, blurring vision again.

"Gras...... d...... na......"

"Rest now, Real. Good luck with that. Even Oraria will float."

Gradna said that at the end with a worried face and waved her fist down to my face.