Legend

Ray didn't just shut up and watch Derb approach.

Set up Death Size and Dusk Spears and be ready to intercept.

Derb's hand had a cane, not a dagger, unlike when he fought all over the city.

Naturally, that wand is more than just a wand, I guess, a wand that can be used as a weapon.

As if to back up Ray's predictions like that, Derb points the tip of the wand at Ray and sticks out sharply.

And from the tip of the cane, a sharp needle grew at some point.

Planting wand.

Normally, it is said and recalled that a planting wand was a weapon such as a knife being housed in the wand, but I guess the planting wand held by the derb is that a sharp needle extends from the tip of the wand.

(Naturally, I guess the wand isn't just a tree either!

A blow released as piercing Ray's face with a needle extending from the tip of the cane.

The blow was quick, powerful, and that was definitely the top handyman among those belonging to an organization called Clown.

"Whoo-hoo."

And out of Derb's mouth, the same deafening laughter.

The laughter was also effective enough in the sense of sharpening the opponent's concentration.

"Troublesome imitation!

Screaming sharply, Ray plays the planting wand with a dusk spear and fires a counter blow at the death size.

It's a two-spear ray, which is why you can do it, Art.

But Derb, who was supposed to hit Ray's Death Size, dodges the Death Size Blade in a way he can't imagine from its appearance.

The move, which jumped momentarily behind me, was enough to illuminate that Darb's body might be made of a rubber ball or something, not a balloon.

"It's troublesome!

Ray mouths the exact same words he spoke a moment ago.

But if you've gone far, all Ray needs to do is attack the enemy.

Flying slaughter!

Make sure the death size slashes and rips through the air, not the derb, and shakes it up forcefully with just the movement of your wrist to release the flying slash.

Only Ray and Seto, a blow made because it's a death size with the ability not to make them feel weighty.

No, in some cases you may be able to do it even with the weight, but in that case you wouldn't have been able to release the chase so quickly.

The flying slaughter released from the Death Size flies straight toward the derb that took a distance from Ray.

"Ho ho ho ho"

But Derb avoids Ray's unleashed flying slash with such a laugh.

Its appearance, which moves to jump, still gave Ray the impression that it was a rubber ball stronger than a balloon.

"But that's why you can't make it that easy to like you!

The screamed Ray throws a spear of dusk.

I never thought I'd poke the balloon with a needle... but Derb dodges such a dusk spear throw lightly.

Ray's thrown spear speed is not so easy to avoid.

Where he dodged it, Derb's strength had appeared.

Return to hand the spear of dusk that destroyed the wall and stuck it in the next room.

For Ray, an opponent named Derb was a very difficult opponent to fight.

Sometimes his strength is very high, but above all, he seems to belong to a clown, and it was troublesome that he would make a very tricky move.

If you're going to attack straight, or dodge, you can read that move to Ray too.

But with tricky moves going in there, nature and enemy attacks become a feint-mix.

Of course, it's not like Ray has never fought anyone who uses more feints before.

On the contrary, it was even natural to put in a feint if it were to be more than a certain strength.

But Derb's offense was a fairly anomalous move, even if Feint was Feint, and that was confusing Ray.

(From among the clowns, you've just been chosen as my assassination officer.... Thoughts on my people don't seem to be that much)

Derb showed Ray by making the appearance of snapping the spine of the woman he was listening to.

Naturally, that almost leaked information to Ray... on the contrary, I guess it was to prevent him from trying to surrender.

Taking away the opportunity to get all sorts of important information, Derb was also a frustrating opponent for Ray.

Defeating Derb here won't get the information Ray wants.

Seeing how Derb is, it doesn't seem very, but it doesn't seem to divulge information.

(When this happens, we really need to burn this building down and destroy it.... though, I guess since I defeated Derb even if I did that)

He was a derb who imitated things like hitting a wall like a rubber ball and bouncing, but did nothing to distract him from his gaze while doing such an imitation, and was ready for Ray to react immediately no matter what he did.

While under that gaze, Ray kicks the floor.

Ray shrinks his time with Derb at once.

The dusk spear throw is a dot attack.

If that's to be avoided, then the line attack. It was an attempt to unleash a slaughter by Death Size.

Derb points the tip of the planting wand towards such a ray, a sharp, long needle.

But Ray doesn't look like he can handle such derb behavior, and waves a death size.

The death-sized blade hits the cane… At the next moment, the needle at the tip of the cane is cut off lightly.

Normally, it's not strange to be upset that your weapon has been destroyed.

Nevertheless, Derb does not look upset that the weapon was destroyed and pulls the hand that had the wand.

"I thought so!

I see a blade ahead of me where the patterned part of the planting wand is pulled out, and I emit a spear of dusk as I scream so.

What fit inside the pattern was not a knife... but a weapon used for a Rapier-like spike.

"Here!"

That rapier could be used to deflect a dusk spear blow, probably because Derb was also after this development.

That's how I missed the spear of dusk, right towards Ray...... precisely towards Ray's face, releasing a sharp thrust.

"Shit!"

With the tongue pounding, Ray tilting his face.

Rapier pierces the space where Ray's face was until a moment ago.

While dodging that blow, Ray wields the death size he holds in his right hand.

The time had shrunk, but now it was necessary to make the opponent give priority to hitting the attack.

In that sense, Ning Lo, I guess Derb was more impressed this time.

Ray's Death Size and Dusk Spear are both long objects.

More than that, I said I decided that if I packed the mistake, I wouldn't be able to fight back effectively... because if I packed the mistake, Ray has been waving Death Size regardless of anything like that.

Of course, Ray didn't do that for nothing either.

For Death Size, the blade has the power it deserves for its vicious appearance, but I don't know how vicious it is just from looking at the patterned part, but the power is great when it's actually beaten with that pattern.

Anyway, they beat me with a Death Size pattern that's about a hundred kg.

"Grr!"

With such a scream, a blowing derb.

Still, thanks to its balloon-like physique, Ray's unleashed blow could only do so much damage to the Derb as it could not be called fatal injury.

... Ning Lo, I guess it was lucky for Derb that Ray beat me with that elastic body that I was able to make an intermission with Ray.

(Stiff, huh. You mean it's not the body you seem to be)

Ray, who punched Derb in the death size, has that sentiment.

The feeling conveyed from the Death Size was not a soft one, like when you hit the flesh like fat or luxury meat, although not very much.

That's what it feels like when I hit a tractor tire I used at my parents' house when I was in Japan.

I mean, it was a derb that just seemed fat from the outside, but in fact its body belonged to a trained warrior - in this case, should he be described as an assassin?

Most of all, Ray was expecting that, too.

In the first place, there's no way a man who's just fat can move so agile, because there's no way he can turn around and fight Seto against each other.

Alternatively, there was the possibility that he was wearing some kind of gear that looked like that under his clothes, but given the feeling of hitting him with a death size, he probably wouldn't have it.

(Then... there's that movement, and I'm pretty sure you shouldn't let it move freely. then......)

Blow it up and hit the wall to an unbalanced derb, Ray hurries to pack his time, while using his skills.

"Magic Shield"

Whatever the attack, a shield of light is created that can only be prevented once but definitely.

Which means that once you're under enemy attack, you're fine.

That's how where the Shield of Light was created, Ray captures the derb in between death sizes to activate the next skill.

In the meantime, Darb's unleashed Rapier blow is prevented by the Shield of Light...

"Multiple slashes!

Seeing the slaughter you wanted to be unleashed, you must have perceived the derb to be dangerous too.

I try to avoid the attack cleverly with my body like that balloon...

"Gu!"

The Death Size Blade Strike could be safely avoided, but the Multiple Strikes unleash an additional Strike besides the original Strike Strike Strike.

The slash struck Derb directly in the belly.

Seeing the liquid blowing out of his slashed belly, Ray thought it was the first blood.

I thought... the liquid that blew out was black.

Blood also turns black over time.

But it doesn't mean fresh blood turns black.

Doubt that black liquid and prioritize taking distance instead of releasing a blow of pursuit.

Black liquid falls to the floor, but nothing in particular seems to happen.

I'm pretty sure I had the thought of whether it was such a liquid, like melting the floor, but fortunately I didn't have the ability to do that.

Rey, relieved by that, confronts Derb, who holds down the wound and gives him an angry look.

Until now, I did what I deserved to call a clown and never did anything to give him a serious look.

But now, even with makeup on, there's a darb staring at himself with intense anger and killer gaze toward Ray.

What is it?

I know I hate Ray because he's hostile to himself and he was wounded in Ray's attack.

But I never thought I'd be made to expose my hatred so far just because I was wounded, given the short but darling personality I've been dealing with.

(If I can think of one, is that black liquid?... What the hell is that black liquid in the first place?

With all that doubt, Ray prepares to do whatever Derb does.

But Derb is first treating the place that was amputated by multiple slaughters, and he stares at Ray, but he still doesn't look like he's going to take action.

(No, treatment? If that black liquid wasn't blood, wouldn't it be like repair or something?... but it doesn't seem to change either way if you try it over there)

In the meantime, I say more provocative words than I know what the hell Derb is doing.

"What's up? How long are you gonna be scared of me like that? You were so confident, you can't afford that on your face right now."

"... whoa whoa whoa. Right. Can't we ever do this kind of imitation"

That's what Derb gives back to Ray's words, but the laughter was something he thought he couldn't do compared to what he'd heard before.

Having heard that, Ray opens his mouth again trying to gather some information.

"So what was that black liquid earlier? Is your blood black?

"Well, what do you say? Maybe the resentment of the murderers has turned into that color. If so, I was wondering if it was evidence of how much resentment you were buying."

"Really? Wouldn't it be strange if you guys resented the group behind you more?

That's what I would have told Ray, but that's not surprising if Ray was resented more, given the number of people he's killed so far.

Ray knows that, too, but now that we need to get information on the other side, that's what I said intentionally.

Does Derb know that too, he didn't look particularly upset, he even smiled, then jumped at once at the next moment...... no, he pushed Rapier against Ray in his hand in a move as if he deserved the expression playing like a rubber ball.