Legend

Ray lowers his right half and dodges the blow of a long sword approaching him as he slashes and rips the air, pulling his foot one step while checking under his feet.

But I guess the opponent who was waving the long sword didn't think he could beat Ray with his current blow either. At the next moment, he releases a slashing blow from a swinging down blow.

It was a blade of a long sword coming at me, but Ray waves a spear of dusk without showing any particular haste.

It is Ray's style of combat to fight with two spear streams of Death Size and Dusk Spear, but this time it was sometimes a fight with a single spear of Dusk.

The blade of the long sword and the tip of the spear of dusk collide in the air...... at that moment Ray wrestles the blade of the long sword with the tip of the spear of dusk in a motion to return his wrist and plays straight into the air.

"Ah!"

If it was a weapon between long-patterns, starting with spears, such a sight would not have been uncommon.

But I didn't expect to be imitated like that with a spear and a long sword, and the bearer of the long sword stopped moving in surprise for a moment... if you notice, you realize that the tip of the spear of dusk is poked in your face.

"... here we go. My loss."

The woman who uttered the words...... Mileyne sighs in remorse in acknowledgment of her loss.

Ray, who hears that, also lowers the eartips of a heavily dusked spear.

"It was quite a blow for being wielded in this snow. But it's still because you care about the snow down there, you're not sharp enough to slaughter it compared to before.... Well, I guess there's something about me not moving my body in a while here."

"I guess. Well, that's why Ray went along with my training."

Mileyne's gaze looks around her.

There's a silver world on one side.

There's no one else but the Rays.

Naturally. Although it's not snowing today, the temperature outside is cold enough.

In the meantime, I don't see that many people wanting to go out of their way to conduct combat training at the Alliance's training ground.

Neither would Ray have bothered to come all the way to the guild if Mileyne hadn't invited him.

"Mmm!"

Buune shows up so that he can be replaced by Mileyne, who left before Ray.

Now it was my turn, and I was gazing at Ray with my dagger in my hand.

Vihera looks amused and watches over such a beaune.

... No, is it more right that I'm looking forward to that, because it's my turn next to Bühne?

"So, you ready?

"Mmm!"

To Ray's words, Büne nods.

I don't think Bühne looks the same as usual...... unusual for a normally faceless Bühne, with the colour of a fighting spirit in his eyes.

Usually it was a beaune close to expressionless, but now I guess I'm motivated to fight Ray before.

For a while now, Bühne had Vihera trained in combat.

when demonstrating its achievements. I guess that's what you think.

(I don't think it's possible to fully demonstrate your strength in a place like this, with the Battle Style of Büne emphasizing mobility)

Ray sets up his spear as he feels the snow under his feet behind his shoes.

What is currently wrapping Ray's feet is not Slapenil's shoes... but the shoes he wears when he asks me to make them at the shoe store.

Shoes made from monster leather and reinforced with iron plates.

According to Ray's perception, safety shoes are the closest, but they are easier to wear and more sturdy than when I was a carrier when I was in Japan.

Of course, what Ray wore when he was in Japan was a mass-produced item, and what he is wearing now is a bespoke piece made to fit the shape of Ray's feet by a handyman.

In addition, there is also a difference between synthetic leather and monster leather, and in terms of comfort, it is obviously better for what Ray is currently wearing.

I've tried it on a few times since I received my shoes, but still sometimes it's the first time I've used it in action - a mock fight - and Ray was quite nervous about it.

But there was no problem at all, even if it didn't extend to Slapenil shoes, just because he was a highly skilled craftsman in the Guild.

"All right.... come on!

"Mmm!"

The word signals, and Büne begins to act.

As Ray thought earlier, Bühne's movement does not extend to its original speed just on the snow.

Still, just bandits? Ray shrinks his distance from Bühne at a completely different rate than amateurs around.

I guess Beaune also understands that there is no winning shot at just shrinking the distance from Ray like this, quickly taking out long needles with the hands of those who don't have daggers and throwing them.

A long needle that comes straight to me as I slash and tear the air.

Ray naturally saw the blow of that long needle, which he could not capture with his eyes if he were normal.

That's how you wave the spear of dusk...

"Nah!?

I feel uncomfortable with the many long needles that have flown to me, jumping from the spot to the right and dodging them instead of slapping them off with a spear of dusk.

(What, now uncomfortable)

Think so in the air, but did Büne think such a ray move was a great opportunity to throw a long needle again?

... That's when Ray saw it.

Beaune's left hand waved at himself.

I'm pinching a long needle between my fingers, only one of which is pinched nothing...... no, he said there was something very hard to see.

That was sometimes unnecessarily difficult to see because it was the normal long needle that was sandwiched between the other fingers.

But I could still see something there in Ray's eyes, slightly but definitely something, with five senses of sharpness incomparable with normal human beings.

If this were a normal person, I would undoubtedly not have been able to spot the invisible long needle that Bühne is holding.

"Huh!?

The long needle released then flies straight towards the ray, including visible objects.

If it was when Bühne had it, it would be hard to see and judge that long needle that could be seen if it was released like it is now.

Rather than the option of playing with a dusk spear as it is, Ray still chose to avoid it.

A long needle pierces the space where Ray's body was until a moment ago.

It hurts if you hit it, even if it's a long needle that hasn't pointed the tip for simulated warfare.

Not to mention the long needle thrown by the amateur, which was thrown by Büne, who is good at handling long needles.

I didn't even think Ray wanted to hit that.

Of course, there's a dragon robe, but there's also the possibility that it hits you like a sewer.

"Mmm!"

Confirming that Ray dodged the long needle blow, Büne steps forward with the dagger in his hand.

It was in the snow, but the speed at which it stepped out was higher than that of a normal warrior.

This may be that Bühne is used to bandits and quick moves, but it also probably affects that he is very small and lightweight.

It is also significant that he was training for combat with Vihera in the snow.

"Good luck, Beaune!

It won't be my own godson...... but Vihera's words in support of his combat trained opponents echo the training ground.

The voice, naturally, must have been heard by Beaune as well. The speed approaching Ray increases further.

Ray waits with a spear of dusk for Bühne to come at him.

In the sense of intermission, Ray is overwhelmingly advantageous.

However, if we can get inside the time frame, Bühne will be in the vantage point.

Even so, Ray waits still without trying to keep the spear in between, trying to prevent it from even watching Bühne pack up his time.

I was insulted.

Did you feel that way, Büne comes here to speed up even more, and instead of Ray's torso...... he wields a dagger by wearing a thick crotch.

Such a blow, like slashing and ripping the air.

A blow that makes the most of Bühne's quickness heads to Ray's thick crotch......

"Sweet"

With that one word, Büne's foot is clasped with a stone poke of a twilight spear that has been half-rotated using the movement of his wrist.

It's the speed prized beaune that makes that blow work great and rolls over the snow.

Still managed to regain his posture...... the next moment, what Bühne saw was the tip of a dusk spear that was poking at his face.

"... mmm..."

Words alone, but just a little unfortunately squeaky Bühne.

Still, it can be described as a thorough faceless look around the area with little change in expression.

Ray also pulls the spear's tip to Büne, who dropped the dagger in recognition of his loss.

When Bühne stood up as he stood, he eventually returned to Vihera.

"Well, Beaune did her best... but you need to brush your arms a little bit more."

Vihera squeaks as she gently strokes Büne's hair.

Buune nodded small to Vihera's words that she was not trying to encourage, but was just saying the facts.

"Don't worry, I'll take Beaune's vengeance."

"No, because he's not dead"

Sakuri, to Vihera stepping forward in the snow, Miraine says so unexpectedly.

"Really? Well, you just need me to beat Ray, right?

"... Vihella, maybe that's not all you want to fight for?

Mileine's rhetoric about Vihera is not very much, but it is not against the former royal family.

But Vihera was even happy with it.

Vihera is naturally aware that she is an adventurer, not a royal family.

"Okay? Let's go, okay?

"Oh."

This simulation is also the first time for Vihera since regaining consciousness in the dungeon.

I had combat training with Bühne, but that's only combat training.

No, the same goes for this mock fight in the sense of combat training, but the target is different.

I'm pretty sure you think of Bühne as your sister, but if you still think of him as your opponent to fight, you couldn't help but be dissatisfied with Bühne.

Ray, on the other hand, deserved no more as an opponent to fight.

That's why Vihera has never beaten Ray, even if she meant it.

With that in mind, I can say that this mock fight is just the perfect opportunity.

Enjoy the feeling of trampling the snow and advance, Vihera faces Ray.

And there are no more words between them...... eventually a glimmer of wind will blow, winding up the fresh snow that has not yet been stepped on and consolidated out of the snow that is accumulating on the ground.

As if waiting for that timing, Vihera takes a step forward.

A speed that exceeds the speed prized Vieune by a few more steps.

First I said it was a light greeting replacement, but a glimmer by a nail stretched from the armor.

It was a blow wielded by a horizontal giraffe while slashing and tearing the air, but it was easy to dodge if it was as much movement, Ray dodged a nail blow by magic with a critical unhitting cut...

"Become!?

The moment the magic claw passed through Ray's chest, it stretched. Not even a meter or more.

The moment he sees the movement, Ray waves his dusk spear aggressively and plays his magic claw.

The spear of dusk and the armor that produces the claws of magic.

Both are together in terms of magic items, plus both the armor and toenails that Vihella wears are delicacies that let the alchemist, who is more skilled than any other country when he was still in the Vestian Empire, make them with all his spirit.

But... Still, compared to the dusk spear, which is made from a few rare monster materials, it drops a step.

As a result, the collision between the spear of dusk and the claw of magic resulted in such things as the tip of the spear of dusk slashing the claw of magic.

The aggressive response prevented Vihella from attacking, but I guess that still surprised me. Ray's eyes, which should be hidden in the hood, turn his gaze as sharp as that of the raptor who found his prey to Vihella.

"You've been a master of art for a long time."

"Phew, yeah? Thanks to Ray, too, huh? I didn't think I'd be able to do this either."

"... I see"

In one word, we understand why Vihela has been able to do this.

The color of my eyes turned silver, and that's the same reason.

heart packed with the darkest magic of silver lions and. It absorbed the very existence of Ambris, but it was late.

"Come on, we're going next!

With a moist eye by desire - of battle lust - Vihera screams.

If you were a man, the majority of men would be inspired by a man's beastly appetite just by looking at the current vihela.

Such thin clothes dance through the universe so that the other side can see through, and every time Vihella's hands and feet are waved.

Not very much at first glance, but it doesn't look like the kind of arm or foot that would hit someone, but in fact a blow with the power and sharpness that would make it easy to beat him up, even if he was a big man.

Such a blow continues to be unleashed without stopping, Ray dodges that blow and plays it with a spear of dusk.

It's not like the two of us are fighting, it's like we're doing a dance... it's been going on for almost an hour.