Life with my Little Sister

In addition to his natural motor abilities and flexibility, Touri was naturally endowed with abilities.

It is the goodness of Kang.

Although there was no bullshit performance like the sixth sense, the ability to feel sensitive to crises and avoid them was first class.

It would have been a difficult qualities as a swordsman.

Jumping at super high speed, the young sword princess approaching Wurst shook her sword and had a bad feeling at that moment.

"Uhhh! Ahh...!"

She twisted her body heavily in the air, forcibly changing the slashing trajectory.

It's like blocking a spear's range.

Keep your body away.

Touri's blow slashed the sky.

The moment the young sword princess changed her movements, the Hood boy was retreating.

― ― Tulli thought he was watching carefully.

This move.

A provocative change.

I felt like I was being watched closely.

"Whoa! This is awesome!The super fast blow was brilliant, but let's say the boy who wrapped it in a single piece of paper was a big deal! "

Only a handful of people know it's not that simple.

"That priest... You were aiming for something now...?"

That's what Rumber murmured.

"If I were to use a spear, I would have just borrowed it from the venue.And yet my grandson went out of his way to make a spear with magic.Oh, my God. Does it make any sense?What it means to be ice. "

Shark twisted his mouth.

"Did you let me handle this changing attack?I think I was able to take it. "

Brev looks back.

"Brother, were you attacking fast?"

What?

On the other hand, there are simple brothers.

"Uhh...!"

Touri knew instinctively that Wurst was dangerous, but there was no 'stop' option.

Win and go to your beloved mother.

Because there is nothing else.

The masked girl rushes out again.

The sword is fast and sharp.

And feel free.

The blow swinging down from the top shifted the trajectory and sometime became a torso wreck.

Wurst prevented it by placing his spear vertically.

At that moment, the Baby Sword Princess's attacks overlap twice or three times.

"Are you going to break the ice spear or are you measuring its strength?Either way, it's not a dark cloud attack.Turn around and it's over, priest. "

Burkhardsen understood the meaning of his daughter's attack and smiled quietly.

The severity of the attack is also the inhibition of the opponent's behavior.

Lambert thought that if he kept slashing at that speed, he wouldn't be able to do anything.

But...

Yes, but...

The opponent is Wurst.

and feed them.

He was much older and lay down than the Marquis thought.

He was a man who kept taking a boom and still didn't quit "Operation Water Puddle."

The Little Sword Princess knocked on the wooden sword several times, and then she was taken off her feet.

Wurst wasn't just ready.

Water was dripping from the tip of the ice spear to the feet.

From the beginning, I didn't intend to play a straightforward martial arts game.

"Ahhh!?"

Touri is out of balance.

Had he been of the ranks, he would have been of great magnitude here.

The Hood Magician is already about to turn into an attack.

However, the girl's physical abilities also allowed her to attack from her posture.

His body was oblique from his feet, but he fired a blow that made him immediately incapable of fighting.

"Wow...!?"

Wurst was even more embarrassed about this.

Even so, defenses in the Ice Spear were only a matter of everyday training.

His spearhead master seemed to consider the slowness of the sequence immature.

(Well, if it wasn't a spear reinforced with magic, I'd have broken my belly and eaten something good!?)

Behind the hood, a cold sweat flows.

On the other hand, Tulli's body is spinning with momentum while firing an unnatural blow, restoring his posture in an instant.

Then enter the pursuit.

The steps were fast and firm.

I didn't want to know that I had enough vigilance at my feet.

Wurst cannot help but realize that the same operation will no longer work.

The tormented poke is relentlessly played by the young sword princess.

If he falls into his pocket, he will be the one to lose.

(No, it's strong. I can't win a martial arts match...!)

The speed of this switching would have been the strength of Wurst.

But he's not going to fight straight from the start.

There was a man who knew the vision of this sorcerer, and when he heard the whining of his heart, he would have thought that there was no audacity in it.

"Ugh!"

Touri felt a resemblance to frustration.

Wurst's attack only buys time.

It feels possible.

However, I am unable to completely overwhelm that appeased attack.

One more step and you'll get away with it.

She doesn't know.

This boy always fights the overwhelming mighty and is a 'escape' specialist who can continue to escape, even when paired with 'superior'.

His magician is training his apprentice to survive at all.

It is also in the form of pure 'thoughts'.

(Yeah, I'm starting to see a little bit of this child's moving space.)

A slashing storm and a palliative prick thrown in between.

In that gap, Wurst begins' learning '.

This means that even a small amount of 'counter-attack' is possible.

Until then, Wurst, who should have been pushed unilaterally, suddenly turned into an offensive.

Lambert laughs at it.

"I was full of defenses, but I didn't expect to attack.How are you going to fix the puncture gap?Isn't my daughter that sweet? "

As the words suggest, Wurst is manipulating his spear with a cold sweat behind his hood.

If you make a mistake with one hand, the game ends instantly.

But one step at a time, surely, he leads to "that blow."

On the other hand, Touri was confused.

I am stronger.

There's no doubt about that.

I also found it clever to avoid it.

It will soon be defeated.

Even though it is.

And yet, I can't get rid of my bad feelings.

The two characters "defeated" seem to be secretly sticking together.

"Uhh, ahh...!"

But she can't lose.

If you lose here, you can't leave anything to your beloved mother!

Princess Young Sword decided to shoot herself.

I don't intend to go out with them as soon as possible.

Ultimate punch to screw down the craftsman.

I thought about deciding on a match.

Sharpen your focus to the limit.

The spear that was thrown out looked like slow-motion.

Fly this with all your might and knock on the fastest attack before returning to hand.

In fact, Touri had the ability to do just that.

We certainly had the potential to beat Wurst.

However, the opponent was trained as a child in a hundred battles.

He is a mastermind of the disgusting way of fighting.

Best timing.

Best angle.

Tulli's strike reached the side of the spear without hesitation.

The young sword princess imagined a big pop-up.

At that moment.

"Huh?"

The word would have been spoken by everyone at the venue.

The shots of Princess Young Sword slipped through the ice spear.

It was there.

It was a rod-shaped "water".

(Al's asshole! You put the ice back in the water!)

The Hood Magician was only after this moment from the beginning.

From the beginning, the purpose was to make people recognize what they had knitted with their magic as "spears."

Instead of being stopped by a spear, the sword with momentum sprinkles the water and stretches out big.

Faster than recognizing what happened.

This is what Wurst was planning to do.

"Your mother will definitely help you."

Could the little words have been recognized by the young sword princess?

Tulli's body was struck.

A current appearing from the magician's hands blew her out of the ring.

It's a gentle attack everywhere.

With the will to never get injured, you can do your best to reduce it.

The girl's body sank into the cushion and the stunned body dropped the dagger.

"It's nice to be able to fight this far without using physical strengthening, but as a spearhead, it's usually a complete defeat.We won the game, but we still need to train. "

His spear teacher recognised once again the weakness of his disciples.

There was some time before the referee made the 'win' decision.

The venue was also silent.

"That's it, that's it! Winner, Worstock!"

A huge cheer winds up to echo that voice.

In the screaming rain, the young sword princess was silent, and the lion-like man stared at Wurst with angry eyes.