Legend

Dropping off a long sword body passing in front of him as he raised the wind-cut sound of slashing and tearing the air, Ray waves a death-sized stone-piercing as it is.

A blow to the foot that was neglected because it fired the first blow and was focused on that blow.

I noticed that Rhodos managed to avoid it, but he wouldn't make it...... he would roll straight over the ground.

And if you noticed, there was a death-sized blade poking at your neck muscle.

"Ouch!... Damn."

I guess I regretted taking a decent blow. Beat your left hand not holding a long sword to the ground.

Seeing that, Ray opens his mouth as he releases the death size he was poking at his neck muscle.

"Aside from increasing the power of the offense, it's a bad habit to focus too much consciousness over there and neglect defense. Especially with a lot of skilled people gathering like this battle, the first blow and two shots will still be lightly noticed as we fight."

"I know!

Returning his words in frustration, Rodos stands up as he is and points his long sword at Ray again.

This is where Ray used to bring the Luzies to train. There are few people on the street and it would be the perfect place to do a mock fight.

Besides, the mock fight we're doing right now is a mock fight, not a mock fight.

Normally, it's not a bladed weapon to be used in a mock fight, it's a mock fight to be Ray or Rhodos, using your original weapon.

... Well, it's reckless in itself to use Ray's death size as a weapon for mock warfare in the first place.

There is little weight in the hand. So light.

So while you're at it, the irrationality is that if you're wielded, you can tap over 100 kg of weight.

Until then, just because it's a magic item created by Warcraft, but it would honestly feel like giving me a break if I tried it against you.

In fact, even if it was a blow under Rodos' feet earlier, if the weapon was just a spear instead of a death size... or if it wasn't Ray, who boasts extraordinary power, he could have handled it somehow.

(Well, I just complained about their physical abilities, skills, and weapons, and that's just an excuse)

Whimpering inside, Rhodos rises breathing deeply to erase the frustration he has been hit with.

In the first place, we are only lucky to be able to fight a simulation against the presence of Ray. If you're normal, you can't cross swords with Ray.

(Dad's an exception.)

Rank A Adventurer with a long sword while remembering his own father with an alias.

"Come."

Only that short word can be directed at Rhodos like that.

Rodos doesn't speak any extra words either, he just rolls out his long sword toward Ray.

A series of sharply improved thrusts in training here for a while.

Regarding this move created by Rodos' qualities and training, I have to admit, even to Ray.

The death-size pattern, stone poke, and blade parts that are wielded play out every contiguous poke that is put out at speeds exceeding 10 in a few seconds.

No matter how many consecutive thrusts, there's no way we can keep doing that forever. The speed of the poke also drops as Rodos' breath runs out, eventually aiming under Rodos's feet as if he were going to poke a flash of clearance earlier with a similarly death-sized stone-piercing part.

Moments, Rhodos jumping backwards as if he had sensed it.

I guess I wasn't going to eat it continuously when it came to just the same attack.

But... that's all I could handle.

No further action continued because he was unable to jump backwards with his original shortness of breath.

Don't miss the stopped gap of motion for a moment by leaping backwards, Ray kicks the ground as it is and fills the distance from Rhodos.

For the sake of instantaneous judgment, the only thing Rhodos could do was watch himself and Ray narrow down and a massive blade of Death size stick to his neck.

Stay put for a few seconds. The blade, which was stuck against his neck, separates and opens his mouth as Ray bears the death size on his shoulder.

"Sure, you can say your poking is first-class. I guess that's why we often rely on that move, but we need to be careful because it makes the movement easier to read as a result"

Normal attacks do not deal effective damage against Ray and will eventually rely on poking.

Because it will rely on poking, it will be used more often, and things like speed, power, and skill will be polished.

It seems like a good thing from the side, but it's still easy to deal with when they see through it that there's only one move.

"Or maybe considering the derivation from that poke,"

"... Derived?

"Oh. Look, when I stopped your sword with my bare hands before. You went from poking to slaughtering then, didn't you? Oh, like that."

I guess I understood that you were talking about the words that came out of Ray's mouth when he trained with the fangs of a wind dragon in the courtyard in a long sky pavilion. Rhodos nods as he is convinced.

"In fact, I was struck by a move that changed from poking to poking."

"... the result was something I didn't want to believe."

Ray can't help but open his mouth to those words that are spouted with sigh... and then he senses some signs of being around him.

(Is this... killer?

Hold on tight to the death size in your hand as you whine inside.

That was all I had as a move, but if I tried Rodos, who had been acting with Ray for a while here, it wasn't hard to feel weird.

I don't know what happened. But there was definitely something going on.

Judging so, I grip the pattern of the long sword in my hand.

Moments, the metal sound of kink echoes around.

Ray is the one who's in the sound of it.

Rodos looks around to see what happened and discovers a needle about 20 cm long piercing the ground.

"... sounds quite handsome"

At the end of Ray's gaze, he masked and hid his face.

Between those fingers, there are numerous needles pinched.

"Needles, huh?"

Squealing doesn't look particularly surprising.

A weapon called a needle is rare indeed, but fortunately Ray sees Bühne, who acted together in an Exil dungeon, use the needle.

Therefore, he knew the annoyance of a weapon called a needle.

Above all that shape of a needle. In adventurers around here, you can't first imitate things like striking down with a weapon like Ray just did.

Thinner and sharper than arrows. However, the needle itself is not as capable of killing, so it can be stabbed directly into the steeple, or...

"Lodos, watch out for needles. It's poisoned."

"Become!?

Turning his gaze to the ground at Ray's words, Rhodos breathes unexpectedly when he sees the needle stab spot discoloured.

You will also be able to see how powerful poison it is from the way the weeds around the needle wither while you see them.

"And I still feel a few signs besides that guy who's showing up. I know you're after surprises, but watch out for them."

"... ok"

You saw the poison and decided it wasn't a joke, Rodos can once again put his strength into his hand holding the long sword.

But... the tip of the gripped sword was trembling, backwards of its heart, whether it had exhausted its strength in a simulated battle with Ray.

(Can't you do it in the present situation? Even so, these guys... they'll want to win the fight. Is it someone's offense or is it for me as a deep red? Okay, which one?

Win fights to earn huge honors and rewards.

Few of them will be after the victory, as the presence of the rank S adventurer Noise has decided to compete in this year's martial arts tournament.

But it's true that if you still win, the profits are huge.

Even if you can't win, if you're going to win the semi-finals, you'll definitely get more prizes and magic items than you've ever seen before, and an invitation from a clerk.

Given that, it was a fine motive to defeat the arms wrestlers that would get in the way and keep them out of the main battle now.

And needless to say, the presence of Deep Red is an enemy of the Unclavable for the Bestian Empire.

If you think about it in the battle on the Seremouth Plains, it would also be natural for them to attack to try to clean up the Rodos who are now trapped on this scene.

"Soul bells, huh?

A moment of agitation shown by a masked figure in one of Ray's whining words.

Having seen it, Ray decides that it is the assassin of the Soul Bell who is in front of him.

... I'm an assassin of a completely different organization, and I'm just upset by the name of an organization that boasts the highest arms and size even in the empire that came out of Ray's mouth.

Chirali, and the person who looks around.

There's no way Ray, who was watching the opportunity, could have missed that decisive moment, kicking the ground with the Death Size in place and packing an intermission with the masked figure at once.

The masked man who sees it tries to throw the needle reflexively... but Ray had already caught his opponent in a death-size intermission.

"Painburst!

Using skills that double the pain inflicted on the opponent, a blow unleashed.

The blow slashes and tears the torso of the opponent, who leaps backwards in an aggressive manner.

"Ha!? Ahhhhhhh!"

Blood Shizuku flies around.

It was avoided that the torso was split up and down thanks to a jump behind it, but still it could not be avoided altogether, with a single letter wound running in the abdomen.

The wound itself is not that deep. It can never be said to be shallow, but it was still not enough that life had a separate letter.

But the masked man screamed because he felt an unexpected pain.

If it's this much wound, this much pain.

I just knew it in my experience, and I screamed unexpectedly at the pain beyond that expectation.

Even more tragic would have been that the chainmail I was wearing under my clothes had been severed without any use whatsoever.

A special chainmail that would never be able to be slashed and ripped if it were a regular long sword. But Ray's death-size chopped it up like wet paper.

"Goddamn it... I didn't know it was a monster so far. Sure, if this..."

A whining voice under the mask.

With that voice and earlier screams, Ray learns that it is the man standing in front of him.

For now it was Ray who thought about capturing him and extracting information, but there's no way a fellow man would allow that.

It was clear in a series of exchanges that even launching an attack on Ray would first end in vain.

Then what? The answer to that was an attack on Rhodes, who was watching his way through while alerting his surroundings a little further away.

Four signs lurking around him blatantly slap Ray into Rodos as he can tell.

At the same time, the sound of slashing and ripping the air.

Four daggers were thrown at Rodos from different angles.

"Rodos!

"I know!

Even for Rodos, that skill outweighs the adventurers around it.

He waves the long sword in his hand and plays the dagger, but comes here and his depleted health in a simulated battle with Ray pulls his leg.

It also affected that the arms of those lurking around them were higher than expected.

As a result, there are two daggers that Rhodos prevented.

One of the remaining two will be destroyed by Ray using a flying slash, but the last one will go to Rodos' right shoulder...

"Water Ball!

Stabbing him, his voice echoed around him at that moment when the assassins were convinced as well.

A water polo the size of the face of the person who flew in at the same time takes instead a dagger that was about to pierce Rodos' right shoulder.

It was Rhodos who didn't know what had happened for a moment, but he gave a convincing look, not thinking he would turn his gaze toward those who spoke.

There were three men and women there.

The man, who can be described as muscularly rough, is approaching one of the opponents who threw a dagger at Rhodos with a bigger claymore than normal in his hand, and the woman with the dagger in her hand is also on her way to an assassin who is away.

And a wizard with a cane looked sharply around him a little further away from the two.

Wind dragon fangs. He came to this empire, made it a rank C party that Ray and Rodos met, and was also one of them to compete in the fighting tournament.

I guess we totally realized our disadvantages with those three appearances. Two assassins, other than Luzi and Veicul, head in, throw multiple rounds of something.

Moments later, a smokescreen spread around them blocking the same vision.

Signs of assassins retreating promptly at the same time.

"Let him go!

Ray throws a dagger taken from the mistering in an aggressive manner.

The sound of the blade piercing the meat and the creeping screams echo around, but no one exists there after the smokescreen clears.

Except for a few drops that seem to have been stabbed by a dagger.

"Shit, if you're a spear, give me something that's been stopped with a blow..."

Ray throws up abominably.

Spear throwing, which Ray specializes in, is certainly powerful. But daggers are still faster at speeds until you throw them.

So Ray, who wasted an instant of time, chose a dagger instead of a spear… the result was that although he succeeded in wounding his opponent, he didn't even get to the point where he was going to finish.