Kaiko Sareta Ankoku Heishi (30-dai) no Slow na Second Life

"So you're saying you got the challenge?

Grandpa Smith said it in a grumpy tone.

Well, I didn't think it was a bad idea to accept it without consulting the village chief or Marika, but when I went through the conversation afterwards, he approved it to the point that it was too light.

"Darriel, if you leave it to me, it's no problem."

"You can rest assured if you leave it to Mr. Darriel."

and.

It's painful how much trust I have in that family just doesn't crush me.

"Either way, I thought I should smash it by once without my skin"

"So you visited me!? To get this!?"

Grandpa Smith looks happy.

"Nice! I can just do it! It's the greatest masterpiece of my life! Take it!"

and has offered weapons.

"I didn't expect an opportunity to try it out as soon as it was done! You're just an exhausting user. Bye!

That's fine......

Um, this weapon Grandpa Smith gave me...

Are you sure this is your masterpiece?

As much as I say, hey, you know, weird...!?

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And I came to the place of a duel.

Campbell Street streets he's taking with him as well as his dueling fit bitans. Lax village officials Marika and village chiefs and many others were gathered.

"Well done, I'm here. Looks like you're ready to lose."

Adventurer Fitbitan waited arrogantly.

"You're so confident."

"Naturally. As a class B adventurer, there's no way I'm gonna be late for every class D."

Under the certainty that you will never lose, you mean you've been a strong gambler?

It's still a relief.

"Alliance Adventurer Grade...... Is that the basis for your confidence?

"That's not all! Our Campbell forces finally succeeded in developing Mithril weapons on their own. Even the performance of the weapon can no longer be beaten by you!

The sword that Fitbitan pokes at.

Whiter and brighter steel than silver. That is what characterizes Mithril.

The glow of your body does seem like a misrill...

"You have a dull glow...?

The dullness is terrible, and I wonder if it's a little different from regular steel.

"What do you think...? Is that it?"

"Well, you're on a level that you're only shaped. I'm not taking advantage of the Mithril flavor at all"

Grandpa Smith next to me says.

"But Mithril is even better than iron and copper as just steel. They're light and sturdy, so they'll be performing better."

"Okay."

"He's quite the opponent for the performance test of my greatest work. Twist him gently."

You're going to say it lightly.

Regardless of whether you can twist it gently, it would be a courtesy to the opponent to be cautious.

Against this new weapon as well.

"Have you also prepared a weapon made of Mithril? Fine. If you knock it down, the blacksmith's skill, the campbell force will be on top, and the influence will increase!

Besides the sword, Fitbitan also had a small shield available.

Sword on your right hand, shield on your left.

the style.

"That's a generalist style with both slashes and guards."

Grandpa Smith explains.

"Buckler on a one-handed sword. It's a way of fighting a balanced offense the way it looks. It's the most stable thing you can do with a sashimi, isn't it?

"It would be more convenient to experiment with new weapons, wouldn't it?

I took out my weapon again.

Blacksmith's greatest masterpiece. The time for revelation has come here.

"... what?

Fitbitan is surprised to see what I've got.

I wrinkled between my eyebrows, narrowed my eyes, and firmly checked the weapon in my hand, now I laughed.

"What the fuck? What's that?

The look on Fitbitan's face became a totally relieving color and seemed even more disdainful.

I guess that's all you were discouraged by the weapon I had.

What I had was a knife.

Moreover, the blade crossing is extremely short.

This knife was the new weapon Smith the masterpiece of his life was proud of.

"Ha ha ha!! Ha ha! Funny!"

I feel like Fitbitan has totally won.

"I didn't know such a crude knife wave when I wondered what the great Jijii had made! It's a total struggle to get back on guard! They totally fooled me!

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"No, the deceitful victim is you too, Darriel!? Don't you want to cry? Don't feel sorry for yourself for coming to a duel with such a toy! You can replace it with a more decent weapon!?"

Flirt the tip of the sword so as to show the difference between blade crossings on both sides.

"This is already my win. Poor countrymen would have given some spills if they had asked for help from the start......! The profits of the Mithril Mine are exclusive to our Campbell Street!!"

"To be deceived is..."

I say.

Cover the knife in your hand and aim for the enemy.

"... from now on. You're fooled, you're amazed. For life."

"What's stupid? I'm just stunned by you, you country fool."

Hyun, and.

The sound of slashing the air rang.

It was the sound of me swinging through the knife.

Fitbitan didn't respond to anything.

Naturally. Because we were a long way from each other and my knife, not even my opponent's one-handed sword, could reach us at all.

Even if you swing it out at that distance, you're like, 'What wasted motion?' And I just have to twist my neck.

In fact, Fitbitan did.

"What's stupid...!? I don't even know how to fight anymore...!?"

"I slashed him."

"What?"

"Your shield."

At the same time as pointing out, Fitbitan's cover-up shield fell to the ground in two pieces.

Get away from his arm.

Fitbitan peels his eyes and is surprised.

"What's good?!? Why?!? When was the shield slashed?!?"

He didn't realize his protective gear had been slashed until the results showed.

"Once that shield is made of Mithril, right? That means you can break it both ways, which means it's impeccable."

"No way......!? You mean you slashed it!? With such a short knife!? Not far enough!?"

The distance between me and Fitbitan would be a subtle place to reach even if you poked me with a spear.

The knife jumps over that distance.

I can't help but be confused.

"See, I'm being deceived. You have no idea what's going on, do you?

"Shut up. Yeah yeah!?"

Fitbitan came slaughtered with only the remaining one-handed sword.

I guess you decided it would be foolish to go around behind your back more than you know how to do the enemy. Continue to take the lead by being thorough in the offense.

That policy is correct.

It's a different question of whether we can win if we're right.

"Uhhhhhh!?"

Fitbitan collapsed and collapsed in front of us more than the distance whether or not the cutting edge would reach us.

As if you've gained momentum in something.

"Ouch!? Ouch good!? What the hell...... huh!?"

A hole was worn in the right thigh of the fit bitan.

It's as if he was poked with a sharp blade.

"Such a scratch...!? When the hell...!? You!? You did it!?"

You can't afford the pain anymore, stare at this one with a demon-like shape.

"Is that what you are?"

Ugly nature to look down on every man in it, confused by the bewildered gentleman.

I'll stick my knife in the tip.

Towards Fitbitan so as to set a target.

Moment after moment, the knife stretched.

The blade of the knife stretches dozens of times its original length. And with tremendous speed.

The tip of the extended knife pierces the opponent's body, the left shoulder area.

"Hih!?"

And it goes back to normal at the same tremendous speed as it did when it stretched.

Stretch again, pierce the opponent's body, back. Stretch again, stab, go back.

That repetition.

"Ahhhhhhhh!?"

Fitbitan screamed one after the other into an empty hole in his body.

"Don't worry. I only stabbed him a little to the point of sticking with a needle."

The first stab, though, I was unfamiliar with the movement of this weapon and stabbed it deep.

This is the secret of this weapon.

It stretches and shrinks in response to the aura of the user.

It's a surprise weapon realized by the skill and research of the famous grandfather Smith.