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

"Kill! You kill!!"

Nortya pulls the sword out of her sheath.

"I am a brave man...! I was the man who really deserved to be chosen as a brave man! It's a mistake that Lady was chosen! It's a mistake that happened by some coincidence!

"So?"

"This time I was promoted to a fellow brave man to correct a mistake! I don't care about formal braves or anything! If the party I joined defeats the Demon King, I will be the hero! It's clear whose true feat belongs!!"

"Can the Demon King defeat you every time?"

I assured you.

"In today's brave party, instead of the Demon King, we can't even defeat the Four Heavenly Kings who stand before them. The Ladies alone have about 30% chance, but if you join them, it'll go down to zero."

"Are you fooling me...!?"

"I just stated the facts. He hated it when he said he was too clear about the facts at work before."

"Uuuuuu eh!?"

Nortya wields the sword in her hand in a disastrous manner.

Are you upset already? He's mentally immature.

"Don't think the country's third-rate adventurer flair will be forgiven for insulting me to be a hero! I'll kill you! No, I'm not gonna kill you easy! I'll kill your family one at a time right in front of you after I've slashed off both hands and legs and I can't move!!"

"Nortya! How can such outrage be tolerated...!

I guess Lady's mission as a brave man, I cracked it and tried to get in, but I control it.

"Don't come."

"But Nortya is clearly a disaster that the center guild has come by. You can't overlook it if it's going to annoy the village......!

"I'm angry with you too."

I told the brave lady.

"He came to the village because of your weakness. Your weakness created a gap, and this scum came into that gap."

I'd like to put it together later and complain plenty about its weakness, but now I'm focused on getting rid of this scum.

"Ugh beard!!"

It's already been slaughtered.

I'm not even armed yet. Go for it.

"Attacking a round-handed opponent is not a very brave thing to do."

"Everything I do is the act of a brave man. I am justice!!"

The sword wielded by the great Nortya is so fast and powerful.

If you hit it, you'll be able to amputate it as easily as your body.

I hope so.

But his sword muscle was too naive to predict and dodge orbits from preliminary motion, etc.

Thanks to you, you won't even plunder my body by mistake.

"Fuck you! Get out of here! Come on, get slaughtered! frustrating!!"

"Wasn't this a brave candidate or too low a level?

I'm surprised again.

For brave candidates and low levels of doing.

The most powerful brave man I know could not have been so heartless.

From an enemy's point of view, it should be noted that he was even an opponent of respect with infinite fear.

I can't compare you to scum like this.

As I watched that scumbag wield a white blade, I realized I had one.

"... oh?

That his body shines more white than silver.

"That sword is made of Mithril."

A mass produced product made in this village and distributed outside?

"Where'd you get it? But I thought you said you were supposed to build your own Mithril weapon. Why ask for more when we already have a meeting?

"Stupid. Huh! A brave man like me, a hero, would be satisfied with a ready-made product! I should have a legendary weapon in the world just for me. This is such an off-the-shelf product. Let's make it in time!!"

……

My chest hurts.

Even if it's a ready-made mass product, it's a weapon that the Sakais have built up with all their heart.

I didn't know they would turn that into a scumbag toy that didn't deserve this.

It's distressing though business.

"At least I just pray that the other works are in the hands of those with a heart"

Jaggin!

And he made a noise, and the sword of Nortya was scattered in pieces.

"gibberish!? what!? what good!?"

The one who sees and confuses my sword, which is only patterned.

"WHAT HAPPENED!? WHY HAVE YOU SHALLED IT!? ALL THAT'S A DEFECTIVE PRODUCT AH!?"

"Don't be silly"

It was carefully crafted and checked by our blacksmiths.

There can be no such thing as defective products.

"That's all your sword shattered is to say that your aura was weak"

If the weapon is made of the same Mithril, the determinant of superiority and inferiority is the user's own skill.

The strength and quality of the aura that passes through the weapon determines which is stronger.

"Your aura is overwhelmingly inferior to mine. That's why they crushed my weapon."

"Don't be silly!? You don't even have a weapon!? So how did you crush my weapon...!?"

Oh, boy.

Your scathing attention didn't even capture what I did wrong.

This one's moving too fast.

I took the Hermes knife out of my pocket.

Still in the basal state, about a knife across the blade.

That sucks my aura, stretches it, turns it into a long sword.

"Hey, what is that weapon...!

"I stretched him out in a flash, crushed your weapon, and shrunk again. It worked so fast, you didn't notice."

Even if he were to call himself a brave man, he realized it was the natural speed of cluelessness at all.

"I'll say it again. You're weak."

"Hey, what's good?!?"

I guess I hurt my pride too much.

Noltiya's face instantly turned red as boiled, and countless blue muscles floated on her forehead.

"You, eh!? You pissed me off! I will never forgive you. Ooh!?"

"You're not the only one. And that lady over there."

Send her gaze to watch the game.

You must be listening properly.

"You and she are too weak to name a brave man. It has not reached the strength of the brave man I know."

"Huh?"

And it was the brave Lady who raised her voice.

"The brave man I saw with these eyes was the strength of God. He was so scared, so temperamental that he could crush his hips."

"What is that...!?"

Aranzil, an ancient brave man.

For me, who has experienced his fierceness as an enemy, neither Nortya nor Lady is a brave man.

Not strong enough or scared enough at all.

I get angry at the very fact that such a hyoco names a brave man.

As disrespect for that brave man of hate and sorrow, Aranzil.

"Let me show you just one scale of true bravery. Look at that, understand your immaturity."

I put up a Hermes knife in Longsword mode.

Pass firmly through your body. Give me an aura of slash.

"It looks like an imitation, but I can still do better than you guys"

Saw it many times on the battlefield, the skill of the previous brave Aranzil.

"Awesome Rift Sky"

Fly an aura that has been sheltered as a flying tool.

The slashing track itself becomes a mass of aura and runs as it slashes and shreds every touch because of its slashing (slashing) nature.

I wonder if the magnitude of the slaughter is the extent to which the whole house will be slashed down.

I let it go slightly upwards, so I eventually flew away towards the sky.

"Is that...!?"

"Rumor has it that the skill of the previous brave Aranzil," Awesome Rift Sky "!? The aura consumption was too great to be used by anyone but the one who knitted it...!!"

Was that such an amazing move?

But to that brave predecessor, Lady Gran Burza, how many dozens of them have been in a row in the first battle?

All I did was watch it from the side, observe how it was done and try to imitate it.

Still got somewhat better.

"Ahhhhhhhh!?"

I didn't eat the direct hit of the key nortya, "Awesome Rift Sky".

If I hit him directly, he would definitely be cut off and die, so I deliberately took it off.

But still, he ate the aftermath of an aura fly slash and bathed his entire body with a high-output, high-compression aura.

That was like wearing hot water from your head.

It is burned with the high heat emitted by the high-output aura, and turns to bitterness.

"Ohhhhhhh! HOT HOT HOT HOT!? Dying!? Dying Ugh!?"

I think she has a light burn.

Step on Soitz rolling around in misery.

"What are you playing at? Stand up. The battle continues."

"Shit......! Holy shit...! Please help me. He's got a whole body burn. He's going to die......!

"Don't be sweet."

Aranzil, an earlier brave man, suffered a terrible burn that could burn all over his body with the magic of Lady Granburza's prison flames, but still pushed forward and protruded his sword into Lady Granburza's belly.

What a brave man without being able to imitate that shard of obsession either.

"I surrender...! I'm losing...! So help me. Yeah......! Hot! Hot! He's gonna die. Ugh......!

I didn't expect it to break my heart just because of the heat of the aftermath of a move that was meant to be cut.

After all, the brave men of our time are weak.

Too weak.