Legend

Ray's words echo inside the modem, but there is no corresponding word.

If anyone was watching a series of interactions, it would have felt like a bad play.

But... Still, Ray didn't imitate to solve the death-size setup, as he had guessed with signs that there were still people lurking in the modem.

It's been a few minutes as it is, and Ray still doesn't solve the battle posture.

"What's up? No way you're gonna hide like this and get me through this...... you don't mean that, do you? Then maybe you'll burn this room. Anyway, I'm gonna have to get quite a bit more than I've worn out so far."

Ray's words I told you half the time I meant it.

It is true that the armoire has been considerably damaged in the battle with the men who turned it into dolls and it will take a lot of work to repair this. Still, if it was normal, the option of burning wouldn't come up... happiness or unhappiness, Sistoy, hidden in the modem, just understood whether this was still the anomaly of a person named Ray.

I might really get to do what I say. Thinking about it doesn't mean that it keeps hiding like this even as a sistoy, eventually the walls of the modem...... show up from around the walls Ray has been looking at.

It's not like I was working on a wall, or hiding in a box near a wall. It really existed near the wall at some point.

"... heh"

Ray whining like he was impressed.

The whining meant a number of things.

It is in that the colour of the cloak covering the entire body of the man has changed subtly every time it moves, and above all in that it looks familiar to the face of the man weaving that cloak.

(Magic item with a protective colour-like effect of chameleon......?

Ray whines inside as he sees the cloak changing color as if it blends into the surrounding scenery with just a slight movement.

In fact, similar magic items were used by Holy Light handlers in the labyrinth city of Exil, but Hate Ray could not find out about it.

If I had known, I would have wanted a practical magic item.

Most importantly, what Holy Light had was a few steps above what Sistoy was using in the sense of secrecy, but it also had the disadvantage that if it moved, its cover-up would expire and it would be perceived by the target.

By comparison, whatever cloak Sistoy was using was in terms of secrecy, there was nothing like the concealment disappearing completely even when he moved.

Show yourself, for a few seconds. Whether the cloak effect has disappeared or the protective color effect is solved and restored to the normal cloak.

(If a normal guy uses it, it would be a bit of a hassle, but it would be a hassle if a guy with arms like this were to use it like an optical camouflage)

While killing his inner thoughts, Ray opens his mouth toward Sistoy, who is dressed in his cape.

"It's been a few days. You ran back then, but you're not running away today?

It was a word for the purpose of provocation, but Sistoy shrugs his shoulders small over his cape just because he's used to it.

"Things were very different then and now.... but you killed me lightly. For once, these guys were ordinary people with no sins whatsoever?

"You're not talking about the guy who's brainwashing that ordinary guy so far. I just wish you guys hadn't done some weird imitation in the first place, right? And..."

Chirali, and the body present on the floor. Gaze at the mutilated corpse and spin the words.

"What if I caught you alive, and you think I could undo it? No emotions, no memories, no thoughts. These guys."

Hearing such Ray's words, Sistoy nodded lightly as he stood guarded with the dagger in his hand to see if there was any gap in Ray's movements.

"Of course. It might take a little work, but if I did my best, I'd be back."

"You're lying."

Without even a moment of hesitation, Ray affirms.

"It should take a long time to get there thoroughly. Otherwise, they would have attacked us when we entered the empire."

To tell you so, it was only a prediction without any certainty that I came out of Ray's mouth.

However, because they decided that they were setting a psychological trap to upset themselves, they told them so according to their instincts.

Do you understand that or are you not there? Either way, Sistoy even smiles small and opens his mouth.

"If you think so and you don't regret it, that's fine."

Even while the words are exchanged, they observe each other to create a little gap, create, invite and make a very advanced rush.

Even if ordinary people saw that exchange, they would look just placing weapons and talking normally.

It's arguably first-rate. For the first time, the owner of the technology sees it and exchanges it as advanced as he can understand it.

A slight movement of the arm as we speak, or even the position of the leg or the number of lid closes, is put into that calculation.

(Shit, why don't we show a gap after we get this far? You're still freakishly stained. Even then, my arms are raised.... What's going on?

The gaps you're showing obviously are inviting no matter what you think, and there are no gaps in the real sense.

That's why he was a very difficult opponent to do even for Sistoy.

(But even this way, you can't leave here. … when risking your life, or)

Whimpering inside, once again shedding magic into the cape of magic items.

Then the power of the cloak, which has the ability to blend into the surroundings, is again exerted.

Anyway, if you're still, if you move, that won't be more than uncomfortable for your surroundings. It won't be a decisive decision in the fight against Ray.

But I'm sure it will still be advantageous.

And Sistoy wasn't aware, but there was another favorable element.

That's...

(That cloak, it's quite a business. I'd like to get it somehow)

Yes. That was the reason Ray wanted that cloak.

A cloak that blends into the surrounding scenery. If you were to act on your own, it would be a pretty convenient substitute. Especially when it comes to fighting noise, it's definitely a big force, and that's why I was thinking about getting it.

That's why I need to defeat Sistoy without causing a huge scratch to the cloak, but Ray didn't think it would be that difficult in that regard.

In a series of previously mild exchanges, it was obviously because I had decided that I was higher in skill.

"Well... let's go"

He groans briefly, stuffing his death-size in his hand with an intermission with Sistoy.

There was already a decision that no matter how much inside the modem was destroyed, there was no difference.

So there is no such thing as reluctance already present in that action.

"Chi!

Sistoy retreats from the spot and dodges the blade of the sickle, which he sees himself swinging down without hesitation.

That we were here, and each other's positions were completely reversed.

It is normal to be overwhelmingly disadvantaged if long objects are used in battles in narrow places if they are meant to be.

But not in Ray's case.

Sure, things like luggage, shelves, chairs and tables in the modem get in the way somewhat, but I don't even recognize that as an obstacle already if you try to lay a magically passed death size.

Even now, the death-sized blade, which packs the distance toward Sistoy, who jumped backwards and dodged the first blow, and is wielded by a lateral sword, cuts a chair that was nearby, while delivering a blow to Sistoy's neck that, if touched, would result in death, and then follows.

When this happens, the inside of the modem is narrower...... which means that Sistoy is in a more unfavourable position where he cannot afford as much space as he can move freely.

"Do a nasty imitation!

Sistoy manages to avoid a death-sized blade that tries to prune his own life while flipping a cape.

I try to inflict a blow with a dagger by poking a gap between Ray's attacks, but for some reason I focus on dodging just before I do that attack.

(Chi, what's going on!?

It's Ray who throws up inside.

gaps that I am intentionally showing. If you try the other side, which is focused on dodging, if you find a gap there, you'll definitely want to get your hands on it. You were trying to create a gap and eat a deadly blow as a counter where you've been attacking there. But there's never been a way to get on that gap.

No, it's going to work out exactly halfway. Finding a gap tries to attack with a dagger, but for some reason it stops the attack just before it and changes its behavior to dodge it.

It was an extra stressful exchange if I tried to lay it just to show the trick of moving halfway into the attack.

And that's not the only strange thing.

"Huh!"

Death size blade wielded with sharp breath. That blade, which looms as it slashes and rips through the surrounding walls, is a blow that should crouch in and dodge if it is a systoy that has been battling Ray for a short time now.

Let's preface Sistoy's movements and when he crouches down, let him take a blow like a stone's throw up. I thought so, at that moment. For some reason Sistoy does not crouch in, but leaps backwards to distance himself from Ray.

(Are you even reading this one in your mind!?

Both Death Sizes rotate their bodies so as to absorb the momentum of the blow that slashed and tore the walls apart, standing again and poisoning them with their hearts facing Sistoy.

This kind of frustration has been felt many times since the start of the fight against Sistoy.

When Ray invites attacks, or intentionally creates gaps, he dodges most of them as if he knew them.

So it must have been natural for Ray to misconstrue that Sistoy has a kind of magic item that can read the minds of his enemies.

But naturally Sistoy doesn't have such a magic item.

Of course you might definitely want a magic item like that, but I never heard of a magic item with a raw hatred and such effects.

So why can't Sistoy stay hooked on Ray's set trap? That is purely due to inquiry.

That account, created by the fact that we have been doing this kind of work for many years, or living a slum or dying life since childhood, continues to alarm the louder we face the existence of Ray.

It's exactly like walking on a thin thread at the border between death and life.

"Shibuki, dude!

Make sure you crawl on the floor, a blow like a squeeze up.

Releasing that blow, at the time, Sistoy leaps backwards, as if expecting it, while Ray throws the dagger he took out of Mystering with his right hand.

The blow from below is controlled only by the left hand where the speed of the attack has been ridden to some extent, then another attack with the right hand.

This attack, which was unleashed in reference to the attack carried out by Noise against Luzi, is also the first method of attack I have used as Ray.

But... the dagger thrown does not pierce or slash the systoy... it pierces the space where the systoy that jumped on the side existed momentarily ago, piercing it against the wall.

"Again?"

Evasive behavior until unnatural, repeated over and over again.

I am undoubtedly overwhelmed by my physical abilities, and I can determine that I am clearly better up there when it comes to combat technology.

Yet for some reason, it was no longer a question of discomfort that my unleashed attacks would be avoided.

(Obviously there is something. Nor, perhaps, is it a magic item......?

At first it was Ray who thought he was a magic item that could read his thoughts or even predict the future in about a few seconds, but while he was repeating his attacks, he somehow understood that perhaps that was not the case.

There was no definitive certainty. But the countless fights that Ray has been laying on since he came to this Elgin...... that's the understanding because he's been through more dense fights than any normal adventurer would think.

(but...... then you just have to push it in once and for all so that you won't let that thing show off!

He tells himself as if he inspires himself inside, further increasing the speed at which he wields his death size.

Fists and kicks that are slashed up from the shake down and released from the blow of the horizontal giraffe to the foot payment using a stone poke.

To those attacks with increasing density as soon as possible, the previous attacks were Sistoi, who had managed to prevent them... eventually the limits of which come.

I'm sure Sistoy's investigation is sharp. Because of that idea, it worked so well in the rear world that it became famous.

But still... I had never been relative to a Ray-like presence that would launch an attack at a speed and density so far.

As a result…

"Well, that's it"

The attack was not avoided in time, and a death-size blade was stuck to the neck muscle.