Legend

Armor on both hands and toenails on both legs. And what covers the body is a costume that can only be described as fantastic with multiple layers of thin clothes that the other side can see through, like dancers and whores wear.

The warrior and the dancer were vihelas coloring themselves with equipment of different professions, but their appearance was not strange or uncomfortable.

He's not a warrior, he's not a dancer, he's not a whore... he says it's Vihera who's right in front of him. I find it strangely convincing, Ray.

Of course, those pieces of equipment that cover Vihella's seductive body are not simply like inviting the opponent to be alert or entertaining those eyes.

All of which is also a powerful magic item.

The armor has the ability to form magic into the shape of a nail, and the toenail has the ability to produce a blade from the heel.

As far as thin clothes wrapped around the body, appearance has a high magical defense on the back.

A lot of magic items that only show insult if one can't understand Vihella's prowess, but one can remember the threat if one sees it.

Vihera, dressed in such gear, waited for Ray as she bathed in the falling moonlight.

If Elaine is to be used as a symbol of the day or the sun, is Vihera, now at the end of Ray's gaze, something like a symbol of the night or the moon?

Heading to Vihera like that, Ray opens his mouth.

"Did I make you wait?

"No. Waiting for someone is one way to enjoy meeting and pulling, isn't it? I wonder if waiting for a moment with the person I'm waiting for feels like a maiden."

Nicoli, and Vihera asks with a grin.

I do have a grin on my mouth, but in those eyes appeared a color that I wanted a struggle I couldn't hide.

Also, Elaine, who is usually likely to react to the word meet and pull, gently falls back with Seto and Yellow today without saying anything.

Even Vihera's, Bühne, who was on his side, quietly falls back.

That appearance is as if the protagonists on this occasion are Ray and Vihera, silently indicating that they are not themselves.

Ray and Vihella take a distance of about 5m and face each other as the moonlight pours down.

Man and woman facing each other in the park at night. Or if this were all, some might have really thought of it as a meeting between lovers.

But if the two of them across the street were both going through enough gear to head straight to the dungeon, it wouldn't be possible to say lovers to each other.

Alternatively, some might have convinced each other if it were said to be lovers of adventurers.

"Well, I don't know.... you start faster than that?

"Yeah, yeah. Of course. That's great to talk about quickly. And that... no, let's talk about this later. Now let's start by enjoying the struggle."

Shook his head small in the middle of the word, and held his hand equipped with his armor as it was.

Moments, nails shaped by magic stretch from the armor of the hand, and at the same time the blade appears from the heel of the toenail.

"Looks like you're all set."

While turning his gaze to such a vihella, Ray also takes the death size out of the mistering again and holds it with both hands.

Already used to it, the usual setup.

But now in front of Ray is definitely a more powerful opponent than any monster who fought in the dungeon.

"Well... let's get started. Good! Please accept my thoughts!

With those words, Vihera kicks the ground and packs her up in time.

For Vihera, who specializes in melee combat by fighting, the first mountain field in the fight against Ray, who uses a long pattern of death sizes, is how to pack that intermission.

Naturally more than Ray knows that, he attacks in his own time without bringing Vihella closer.

"Terrain manipulation"

Ray slaps a death-sized stone poke to the ground while saying so.

Momentarily, the ground with a radius of about 10 m sinks into the center of the ray.

Just 10cm...... Just 10cm. Especially if I tried to kick the ground and make it a vihela I was trying to pack an intermission with Ray, it was an unexpected way of attacking.

The foot that should have been on the ground is confused only for a moment by the feeling that it is less than 10 cm long.

It was only for a moment, but enough clearance to make an attack if you try it on Ray.

"Ahhhhhh!

Death size blade wielded through magic.

Vihera notices its blade swinging as she does not hunt for her own life and stops the momentum of the assault by stomping on the ground.

And a blade to be wielded.

If Vihela had ignored the mess underfoot and stuck straight into Ray, perhaps the blade would have struck that body.

It was an instinctive move, because I realized it in my mind as a combat freak.

But...... even that's what I expected for Ray.

It's a short period of time, but it's still been fighting with Vihera more than once. More than that, I don't expect to stop the movement to this extent.

Thus, after slashing and tearing the space itself with a sickle blade, Ray uses the momentum as it is to activate his skills again while spinning on the spot.

Flying slaughter!

slaughter to be unleashed.

Vihera falls back and dodges that slaughter, which was released horizontally rather than vertically.

Slash passing a few cm above the head.

Don't check that till the end, kick the ground again and pack an intermission with Ray.

A supple body that reminds me of a large carnivore of catnification.

Having seen it, Ray receives the illusion that his body is as different in size as it is relative to Seto.

"Ahhh!

A fist waved by a horizontal giraffe from a still distant moment.

Normally, it's an unreachable attack, but in the case of Vihela, there are claws that extend from the armor.

The nail leads to the dragon robe covering Ray's torso...

"Let it!

Return the wrist that was holding the Death Size pattern and bounce the armor wielded by the stone-piercing part upwards.

But even that, Vihera, was woven within her own series of movements.

A flash of gap, made possible by the bouncing of the stone poke upwards.

That gap is the opportunity that Vihera was after.

Kill forcefully and forcefully the momentum of the armor bounced upwards, and take one step with the bounced right hand back on hand.

That's how Vihera got inside Ray's interval, into a nostalgia that could be said to be outside the Death Size offensive range.

Out of Death Size attack range, but within your own.

That's how they wield fists that they have absolute confidence in themselves.

Vihera had also previously heard that Ray's dragon robe has strong resistance to slaughter. At the same time, it means that the slaughter itself can be prevented, but not killed until its impact.

While recognizing that, stick your fists out so that the impact penetrates your body through your protective gear as much as possible... but the next moment Ray's voice echoes into the park at night.

"Magic Shield!

Shield of light formed with its voice.

Naturally, a full shield of light is not created by the time the protruding fist hits Ray's body. But the shield of light, which was still forming, absorbs the bulk of the power of the fist wielded by Vihela, and disappears as if it were Kasumi.

At the same time, it was a halfway magic shield, so any shock that could not be absorbed would be knocked into Ray's body.

"Guh!"

Ray gets blown away about 5m while he groans.

Viewed it, Vihera grins niggardly.

It's joy to be there.

It was Ray, who seemed to have blown up on his own offense, but he actually jumped lightly just before his fist hit him, jumping behind himself and killing most of the shock.

... Even then, Vihella's rare combat talent appeared around a certain amount of impact slamming on Ray's body through his dragon robe.

Ray manages to regain his posture while scraping the ground with his hands and feet, although he has the damage of a blown impact.

But what Ray saw with his gaze in the direction of being blown away is still being raised high in an attempt to be swung down toward his head, the heel of Vihella.

The moonlight had shown its feet glossy white, but it kicked the ground and jumped to the side without even seeing it.

The heel hits where Ray was until a moment ago, and the blade that was growing there chooses the ground, and the heel force causes the ground to dip into a radial shape of about a few centimeters.

Bouncing sideways, Ray poked his left hand to the ground, not holding the death size, and flipped his body with that momentum. Activate Slapenil's shoes and sharply kick the scaffolding made in the air to reduce the distance to Vihella.

"Let me do as I please!

Scream, return the wrist and turn the stone poke towards Vihera to activate the skill.

"Penetrate!"

The wind wraps around the stone-piercing area, increasing its penetration.

I guess Vihella also knew the dangers of it, just the way it was attacked, which she showed in the fight against the oliqueur. But...... I still don't run away and intercept the stone poking Ray coming through my abdomen.

The interception method chosen is kicking.

Kick up a death-size pattern through the air with a procedure to predict a death-size stone poke sticking out into your abdomen and fall backwards as if you were going to do a bridge.

If you were to do that, you would be damaged by the wind that was wrapped around the stone poke, but the thin clothes that Vihella is wrapped around have the effect of reducing magic damage.

Because eating a proper cage of thunder released by Prix didn't even slightly scratch my skin.

Naturally it took magic for thin clothes to work, but I didn't get a stone poke decent, just the wind wrapped around it.

Only then can we succeed in preventing it with little magic.

The kick thus unleashed does succeed in bouncing the Death Size high over the sky as Vihela aimed.

If there was a miscalculation for Vihella at this time, the Death Size, which Ray is also his own gain, would not move at all... and would not have left him untrained for that blown up favorite weapon.

The kick up of a death size weighing more than 100 kg may also have affected the fact that the Vihella movement stopped for a moment.

Ray, kicked over Death Size, doesn't mind that...... punching his fist into Vihera's abdomen, where he stopped moving, with enough speed of his own.

"Ahhh!

Thin clothes are only for magic protection and probably had little defense against physical attacks. A decent blow to the abdomen, Vihera blows horizontally as she screams.

Still, it must have been unconscious behavior that a high combat instinct could do to restore his posture by twisting himself in the air while flattering his face in pain.

Kill the speed as you scrape the ground with both hands and feet, just like Ray did earlier, and look around quickly as he coughs up with the blow he ate in his abdomen.

Fortunately, he didn't set up a chase like Vihella did earlier, and Ray was grabbing the death size from the air where he shook his fist off with that hand.

"Kaho, at all... you know what it means to hurt a woman, don't you?

Spin words toward Ray as he strokes his abdomen, which is blue-black due to a beaten impact, from above his thin clothes.

"I don't want you to say anything bad to people. You don't know anything. If someone asks, they'll misunderstand."

If you hear that a normal person who knows nothing has been wounded, you will undoubtedly take it to mean that you have overlaid your body. Besides, it's Vihera, who has the same kind of beautiful beauty and manly flesh, so it can't be taken in any other way.

"Well, Ray wouldn't mind if I did, would he?... Well, it would be only a matter of time before the Guard gets here if we were so flashy, so should we put a piece on it? Honestly, as far as I'm concerned, I've been enjoying this fight forever."

Vihera whines in such a way as a heartfelt shame.

Anyway, there was just a fight the day before between the Silva and Marstells. It is true that the guards are really pointing their nerves, and at the same time, they are nervous about the signs of battle with regard to the inhabitants of Exil.

Even though the residents of the labyrinth city do not dive directly into the dungeon, it was natural in a way.

"Right. … then let's make this the last act"

Listen to Ray and, despite the fact that he has not suffered light damage to his abdomen, Vihella stands up and stands up towards Ray as if there was no such pain.

In contrast, Ray also holds the Death Size with both hands and faces each other.

The moonlight falls as if only two actors, Ray and Vihella, were the actors on the stage, and even the high humid temperatures characteristic of summer are the performances that boost the two stages.

Face each other, only the person at the end of your gaze is in your world.

In that state each other looked at each other...... eventually, the time came.

I wonder what the reason was. Was the downpouring moonlight slightly shaded, or was it the noise of the night in the city as if it were far, far, even far away?

For whatever reason, Ray and Vihera both kick the ground at the same time, stuffing each other at a rate that won't even let them step on shadows, trying to take the opponent into their own range of attack...... at the next moment, abruptly stop moving.

Ray's waving death-sized blade was slammed against Pitali and Vihella's neck, and although Vihella's armor had been stretched with nails created by magic, the tip of that nail had not reached Ray.

If Vihela tried to wield her nails as they were, it was certain that a death-sized blade would slash Vihela's neck before that, and victory or loss was obvious to anyone's eyes.

In between, we stop attacking each other and stare at each other.

Ray took Vihera. Vihera took Ray.

As if there were only two of us in this world.

That itself was similar to earlier, but the atmosphere flowing between the two was definitely different.

In such an atmosphere, Vihera eventually opens her mouth with potpourri.

"My loss..."

"Oh. My win."

Short crossing of words.

But there is no remorse at all for the words that are leaking out of Vihella's mouth. I accept my own defeat as if I were happy.

"... Ray, you beat me. It's so complete that there's no more. … Now I'm yours"

That's what I told him and tried to ask Ray what he meant by words that came out of Vihera's mouth... Vihera blocked them with her own lips.