Level 99 First Territorial Management by Adventurers

"You were surprised?

"No, the demons. That degree of irrationality should rather have been"

"Kehaha! I like this one"

"I've got eyes all over the training ground."

If you like it, the two non-slayer swordsmen laugh.

Crossed passage.

Ginny O 'igle standing at that corner. The two continue their conversation, drawing a triangle with Valtrude, who takes center position, scattering tension like walking on a blade.

"I just want strength and strength."

"After a while, there was no one left to fight"

"That's why I wished."

"He wants to fight himself."

The desire is a little. Just a little, it was understandable to Valtrude Istas too.

But aspirations are aspirations.

Normally, it won't come true.

"But did it come true because of the demons? No, because of its characteristics, did you climb up to the demons?

"Either way is fine. This one's handy. Killing you won't kill you."

"When we discussed it, I was just in a bit of a hurry. Kehaha!"

Obviously, Valtroude sends a sharp gaze to the Unslain Swordsman, who tells him that if he doesn't kill them both at the same time, he won't perish.

I have no reason to be subjected to such an application, but I can't erase my memory either.

"Are you going to be a two-on-one handful?

"Apologize for forcing me to call."

"If you're going to entertain me... Nah"

Two Ginny O 'igle kicked the ground, at the same time. Each with a long sword in his hand.

We can't target one side because the paths have crossed, and Valtrude can only intercept on the spot.

A metallic sound echoed the temple of Helenonia in Nara.

With a shield that integrates one with the cage hand, take the other with a heavenly mounted sword. Ironically, the sword that remained on the Giant Blade was another shield.

The antagonism is for a moment.

We couldn't stand each other's power and the weapon of the Unslayer was smashed and scattered.

"Kehaha!"

"More! More!

Ginny O. Igle on the left pulls the Spike Sword (Rapier) out of the Sword Forest faster than he pulls the weapon. As it was, he released a poke so fast that he could see the remnants.

Attacks that even the top adventurers would make a hive are also towed at this level.

Valtrude dared to deal with it with all his might. Autonomy doesn't mean you can't do it yourself.

Shield, do not pull a single step, and release a slash of swinging down as the attack slips.

Originally ill-balanced, the Heavenly Mounted Sword is even more immense. Still, it should be noted that Valtrude's power and moves captured the demons.

Response to tearing meat and breaking bones.

But the Unslain Swordsman is laughing.

"Good blow."

"I'll pay you back."

The Unslayer, who had gained freedom of movement, was in the ceiling on the right. It wasn't a metaphor or anything, it was upright on the ceiling.

Then wave down the spear (Hulbert) removed from the sword forest as if it were a scythe.

"Gu."

On an axe that approached him as sharply as a pendulum, Valtrude was forcefully struck in the back. It breaks the balance and enters the nostalgia of Ginny O. Igle, whose distance should have been away in "Extrusion (Bashing)".

"Welcome"

My mouth was hidden with a mask and I don't know, but my eyes were delightfully colored.

The Spike Sword is thrown away and instead the Dagger (Dagger) is placed in both hands, protruding against the shoulder of the Cathedral Knight.

No hesitation, no mercy. A blow that doesn't even make you feel the effects of the injury.

"Let it go."

On the verge of contact, Valtrude sank.

While rolling down the ground and avoiding attack, place a huge sword on the glass iron (crystal iron) sheath with dimensional adjustment effect.

(It was a failure...... ugh)

The wound is shallow. It absorbs most of the magic silver (Mithral) armor and only leaves it somewhat uncomfortable. Because he was wounded a long time ago, and there's no upset.

But mistakes in judgment are not likely to be easily forgotten.

If it's a normal battle, you know the danger and reduce the number of enemies. All the more so if it's a Valtrude that doesn't work with a half-breed attack.

But this opponent can't defeat only one of them.

"If you were Yut, would you say it was okay because you could make sure of it?"

Follow the thoughts of your beloved as you roll around the hand throwing spear (Javelin) projected by the Overhead Unslain Sword Demon.

That alone weathered and calmed the failures I thought I would never forget.

On the verge of colliding against the wall, Valtrude spins his body around and rises forcefully.

"Select"

And unleash a wave-beating sword body.

"I should be gone!

Seeing the Heavenly Mounted Sword, Ginny O. Igle, who is on earth, raised her voice of joy.

Earth, water, fire, wind, light, darkness. Yellow, blue, red, purple, white, black - the sword body colored in six colors, which houses the power of each source.

"It's the most aggressive combination of these heavenly swords. See for yourself."

"Try it. Yikes!

Battle Axe (Battle Axe) is raised as the Unslain Swordsman speaks up. But mostly just shapes.

As Valtrude jumped up the enemy's battle axe, he swung down a 10,000-color blade as it hung.

Sharp, almost a blow that can only be seen as light.

Ginny O. Igle was full of gaps, but even if he was on guard, a blow he could never have avoided.

At the same time as slashing it down, 10,000 colors - yellow, blue, red, purple, white and black light explode, earth, water, fire, wind, light and darkness - all the source elements dance mad.

It is a possible slaughter because it is a blade that machined the fangs of a blood-sucking dragon (Brad Dragon) with a high affinity for witchcraft.

"Kehaha! This guy is awesome!

Surprise.

Or madness.

With the blade in his body, he was slashed and torn, and when he shouted satisfactorily, one crack of the Unslain Swordsman became dust and disappeared.

"Hyahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

"When I said I couldn't kill you, I was cursed and it was difficult."

Ginny O. Igle, who remained standing on the ceiling. And from that shadow, the other girlfriend appears without sound.

"It's troublesome..."

Strong.

Sure it's strong, but not enough to counter it.

Il Canjual and Ig Nus-Zad were more overwhelming, and Verga was more terrifying.

But the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle is more troublesome than that.

Behavioral principles are extremely annoying. He doesn't like his abilities either, but he runs out of this.

At the time of the opponent, at the time he had to, this one is losing.

"I have to get it back from there..."

"Come on, Valtrude Istassu!

"Let's go have some fun next time, eh!

Draw the sword out of the sword grove and descend to the ground.

"Fun, etc."

Now I won't wait.

At the midpoint between the two, weapons and weapons clash.

Slash, cut back, receive, poke, deflect, change your posture, get pinched, avoid.

A blade wielded by two Ginni O. Igles passes through the space where Valtrude was until a short while ago, playing a bundle of herself.

"It'll be fun."

"That's right. Exactly."

The two quickly separated and simultaneously intercepted the sword of the Horizontal Mounted Sword waved by the Yokohami.

Totally, I guess they're the same.

Despite the overlapping movements, it never gets in the way. On the other hand, it's a good shield and this one's handling is delayed.

But it doesn't matter.

Valtrude, who viewed the stepping as shallow, left it to hit the magical silver armor, releasing a further stepping 10,000 colored blades.

The degree to which the hand was injured because it was strong. But I'm taking the lead.

"I don't believe that if they kill me, I'll be a demon!

"I don't doubt it, but I'm not even willing to die"

"Ha. That's crazy."

I'm just certain.

However, there is no time to say so, and one attack after another is carried out on the chest and on the torso.

While doing so, sending and accepting it, Valtrude waits for his next move.

"It's too simple."

"No, it would be basic"

Rather preferably, align the blade with the Unslain Swordsman, who concentrated his consciousness downwards before switching to an attack on his head.

I don't feel we can understand each other in words.

But the sword makes sense.

Fun.

That's what I thought.

"Dear Valtrude, You're safe!?"

That won't be why.

Simply because the demons we've been attacking no longer show up, we're just here to confirm.

But Allena Norstin got into the sight of the Unslain Swordsman Ginny O. Igle.

I feel like I've been showered with cold water by that voice I hear from behind me.

"Would you be more serious if I killed him?

"Kehaha! You should try it! I still have the stock!

I don't do anything to change the knife, I just look back and throw it at Alaina.

"Xamah."

Valtrude, trembling in anger, cuts into his defenseless back, but the thrown blade never stops. I tried to chase him, but I can't fulfill the restraint of another Ginny O. Igle.

"I hope you don't lick it."

Alana and I weren't alarmed. Also, it's not like I don't remember it in my arms.

He's forcing a knife that's not suitable for throwing, and he's throwing it while it's slashed from behind. Hold on tight, shield yourselves.

"No! Avoid it!"

Everything was slow.

The blade crashes into the shield, slashes and rips like candy, keeps flying, pierces Alaina's left shoulder, and blows it away.

The process looked like slow motion.

When I twirl, one of her arms flies with the knife.

"Shit, did you take it off?"

"Well, bleed to death. No, I'm not dying, though. Kehaha -"

Valtrude slashes the laughing Unslain Sword Demon under one sword. Totally, my eyes were fixed.

"This way, it's okay! That's about it..."

"Don't push it!

"You've got a lot of guts."

"It's kindness that makes it easier."

The deafening voice of the resurrected demons.

But it does lack a decision-maker.

If you get serious and get desperate and get the priests in the warehouse, you can't protect them.

Yeah, she's not alone.

"I'm here to make a mistake right, Jinni O. Igle, the Unslain Swordsman"

The temple of Helenonia in Nara, where sword wind blows and blood flows down. There, a rainbow cavity appeared.

"Yut!"

It's real. Definitely. A state-sensing ring. No, the bond between the two of us tells us that.

"Val, it's late"

Not only Vainamarinen, but also the Dimensional Gate (Gate), which he managed to open, looking to Dal-Lukash for cooperation.

From there emerged the Great Mage (Arch Mage) Yut Amaxa.

Standing with Allena, who has lost one arm, covered behind her back, with the two immortal swordsmen pinched between her, she exchanges words of colourless reunion with her beloved.

"Isn't there something more? I love you or something."

"Larsia, it's not the time."

Of course, it's not just Yut.

In addition to Larsia and Exile, who exchanged words without tension, both Arsia and Jonah appeared.

The Vainamarinen and King Alsace could not accompany them in order to get them to take care of the analysis and the local upset, but conversely, they have all their companions.

"Severe Healing (Heavy Heels)"

First, blocking the wound was a prerequisite, and without saying anything, Arcia cast a divine spell. We need another spell to get our arms back, but it's enough for first aid.

"Do you want to do it like you just did? Val gets involved, too."

"Kehaha! That guy is flashy and good"

"But it's innocent!

"I told you. I'm gonna correct that mistake."

"Yut, they're..."

"I've looked it up on the ground. It made a double sense not to kill."

I can't kill him.

And they didn't kill me.

Full of thoughts, the devil who drowns in battle with his sword.

That's the Unslain Sword Demon Ginny O. Igle.

"Well, I don't care. Either way, I'll kill them both."

"If we don't hurry, we won't make it to the wedding."

Alcia, who is supposed to perform the ceremony, finishes treatment for Alaina and rises.

"Wedding dresses protect us all."

"That's the best. I'll thank you later."

"Don't just talk inside me."

"Damn, die. No, I'll kill you."

"It's easy."

Yut is not frightened, even if he is targeted for the murderous intent of mumbling. That's nothing compared to this one's anger.

"You did this to make Valtrude desperate, to be serious, didn't you?

He chose the day of one of the major events: the wedding, taking hostages, and dropping the temple into Nara.

That and all of this, to fight the best Valtrude one-on-one.

"It's all wrong."

"This Fucking Mage (Wizard)"

"I can't wait to talk about it!

"I agree with that"

A lightly betrayed meadow race (Magner) releases an arrow.

It pierced the throats and hearts of the two demons at about the same time.

"Wow."

Then, a giant spike flail occupies the narrow passage like an anchor, once again trying to beat two non-slayer swordsmen down at the same time.

Exactly, it flies away if it's not something you can accept - in a way, that's what the Rock Giant (Jarloot) thinks.

"Aim this way."

"Do whatever you want!

The Spike Flail of Exile does not touch the flesh of Ginny O. Igle.

But I swept away the sword forest around it.

Even Taraskus can't break his weapon, even though it belongs to the demons. Around, fragments of the weapon splattered.

"Elemental Missiles - Multiple!

Along with that, two huge ice spears, all seen as siege weapons, are fired, turning around the flesh of the Unslain Swordsman.

"Coming."

At that time, the Cathedral Knight moved.

Meanwhile, it was strongly damaged and Ginny O. Igle is not frightened to lose his weapon. He grabbed the remaining broad two-handed sword (Great Sword) from the sword grove and shook it beside Valtrude's feet, both of them together.

Attacks aimed at upsetting the balance, not killing.

"Is it the same thing to think about?"

Slash and tear 8 pages of the spell document and expand it to the feet of the demons. It is clear that there is such a tremor that it cannot stand.

Only, an earthquake caused by a spell. Therefore, resistance to spells also makes no sense.

The demons will also be out of balance, unable to attack or defend themselves.

"Well, that would involve Valtrude Istas."

"Is there such a stupid story?"

Valtrude was flying. Launch Boots of Wings, the military boot of flight, as if you expected this to happen.

"Lightning Charge"

He avoided foot payments and earthquakes in a state of flight, became a light and stormed, breaking the torso of Ginny O. Igle as it remained its momentum.

The ensuing explosion of 10,000 colors crushes the demons.

"Kehah."

First and foremost.

At that moment, I see eye to eye with the remaining Unslain Swordsman.

I was laughing.

Open your mouth - the mask was open on both sides, big mouth open and laughing.

From that oral cavity, a long, long tongue pops out. You hid it in your mask - your snake-like tongue held a dagger.

But there is no upset in Valtrude.

"Holy Strike Dance - Land Style"

He brakes suddenly in the air and releases the six serial slashes of "Demonic Strike" in one breath, looking at the blade being offered towards his right eye.

It doesn't pass, it slashes and rips and chops and crushes the Unslain Swordsman.

I destroyed the demons at the price of one eye - not one eye.

"Light Shield"

On the verge of doing so, a shield representing the sacred mark of Truss-Sink God appeared and prevented the attack.

"Val, be a little more careful"

"No problem. I believed you."

Neither Valtrude nor Jonah may be the same in Alcia.

With that sentiment for the conversation between two childhood friends, Yut solved his last mystery.

"You know what I mean? The best Valtrude is when you're fighting with us."

"Kehaha! That was a blind spot -"

I can't finish saying it to the end, and the flesh of the Unslain Swordsman melts in a grumpy fashion.

"Damn, I'm going to hate red-haired women"

A rare, pioneering voice for Valtrude. I just let it go up and it could have been a feat in a way.

I can't kill him.

They didn't kill me.

The demons, who were supposed to do so, accomplished and destroyed the latter, which is impossible.

From the bottom of my heart, be content.