Life with my Little Sister

What showed up was a beautifully shaped man with long hair.

Is he in his early 20s?

He must look neat, but somehow, he looks like a 'disgusting aesthetic character' coming out of a cartoon or something.

I don't feel refreshed or adorable like a handsome guy.

Somewhere, it feels hateful.

Well, I guess it's something you shouldn't be biased about just looking.

Just, at least, you're in good shape.

Is it noble or luxurious?

Or are you a profitable adventurer?

A beautiful boy? Beautiful girl? Seeing, she has a brow root on her beautiful face.

I'm angry because the boulders have skipped the order, it's not like that.

Does that man have anything to include?

"Who does Noel know?

"... just a little, yeah. An adventurer from the aristocracy, a man who can use swords and magic."

No, you were called a magic swordsman or something.

After all, is it usually a skewer to either sword or sorcery?

Abel uses both, and Yantine is usually good while she says she's "not good at witchcraft".

I could use both the snow elf sheleg, but you named the knight.

Dead in the ice fields, that Lünelöp woman, her sword and her witchcraft were skillful.

All I've seen are amazing people, so it's not helpful.

- Oh, were the two lizards professional swordsmen and golemmasters, respectively?

"As far as Noel's expression goes, isn't he a very good guy?

"... my personal feelings don't matter at this time. If you're just here to enjoy the festival, I'm not going to pinch your mouth."

Noel is a child of a civil guardian, even a civilian. Maybe we know each other on that edge.

Villey gets out in front of the slasher with a confident look.

"You've been a reputation killer lately, haven't you?

"I don't know if it's a reputation, but I'm honored to have a large number of customers."

"Is it true that the hanging is called a blue ceiling?

"Yeah, it's true. Even so, this is a place for a lot of people to enjoy. I'd like to ask you not to crush your liver around."

"Humph...... So, to the economy, how about 'this'?

Villey put the leather bag on the table as she smiled distorted.

Inside, the gold is jammed with giddy.

The hell, I don't know how much there is, but it was obvious it was in the 'crush the liver' range.

The audience is out of time.

"… customers. Is this some kind of joke?

"Oh, did it seem like a joke? I didn't think there would be any problem with this amount of money."

To the man's words, the slayer snaps his neck.

"This is business, too. If the customer says this is a good idea, you can take it, right? It's just that later, in 'It was a joke', I don't go through?

"So you're not kidding, are you? More than that, you know, can you give me 'this double'? As far as I'm concerned, I'm worried about that."

A man laughs like he made a little fool of himself.

I wonder what it is? Are you here to harass me? Seems a little provocative though.

"... Hate, I don't carry twice as much money with me, but what about this guy?

The slayer took the jewels out of his nostalgia. It's a shining, larger gem.

The audience said, "Whoa!" He roared. If that's for real, maybe it's worth more than double the leather bag.

"Also, that man..."

When I look at you handsome, I still have a wrinkle on my brow.

Even though it's a beautiful shape, it would be hard if it left wrinkles.

(Yeah. I guess I hate that rich guy thing)

Nevertheless, I can't ask you what the situation is. We just have to keep an eye on things.

Villey took a serious look at the jewels presented by the slasher,

"It would be good. Shall we do it?"

I snorted firmly.

Gold bags and gems are placed together on the table.

I am not lost in the way I place it. Apparently, they're both confident.

"Sir, you know the rules, right?

"Oh, no problem. Only one type of weapon. The use of witchcraft is prohibited. No ring-out allowed. And hitting the hourglass before it falls. It's simple."

"On your left. So, what kind of weapon will they use?

"Do you mind if I do this?

Villy slapped her own sword with her palm.

Isn't that totally for action? Is it going to be okay?

"I don't mind. So, can I start?

"Oh, before that - hey, you guys. Keep an eye on this!

When the challenger looked back and shouted, he thought your companion and the three men came out of the crowd.

Villey is as good as she is, but somehow, she feels chipped.

There is an imbalance as if the chimps were in the guise of being rich.

Is it because their expressions are humble that you have such an impression?

"Hehe. Leave it to me, Mr. Villey."

"I'm watching you, aren't I?

It's kind of like a chimp, to the point of being verbal.

They formed around the platform.

"Slasher. You wouldn't mind this much caution, would you?

"Yeah. I don't mind, never."

"So let's do it!

It begins. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

What surprised me a little was that the challenger was better than I expected.

Bouncing force.

Speed.

How to swing a sword.

It's what went into the hall.

Sure, if this is the case, I might feel confident in my power.

"That rich guy's gonna do pretty good."

"For once, you're somewhat of a known adventurer. But I didn't hit it."

Yes, it is.

The skill of the slasher still goes over Villey.

He's blindfolded, but when he does, he slashes him.

I wouldn't go like I did with an earlier runaway adventurer on a boulder, but it was a way of avoiding "Oh, shit, don't hit me," even for the amateur.

"What reason does it make you look like you're blocking your eyes?

"I think he says it's" art. "

Phew. 'Art' yeh......

Not to say the fruit of the workout.

"Ku...... Huh! This... ugh!

As he continues to be taunted, he is running out of room from the look on Villy's face. You seem frustrated.

Looking at the chirali and the hourglass, it's already about half.

What the hell, the slayer wins like this?

The moment I thought so, the challenger's movements suddenly improved.

And foot judgment.

And the sword speed.

It feels faster at the point of need.

It's as if I'm even switching speeds on and off.

(Is that the magic of physical strengthening? But wasn't it forbidden to use magic?

Is the audience around you unaware?

Maybe you haven't noticed.

Because I follow my movements with enhanced vision, it just seems obvious to me.

Sudden speed changes should be easy to act as unintentional strikes on the opponent with a single piece of paper.

But it still doesn't hit me.

Even the assault of the challenger's sudden change of velocity caused the slayer to snort.

"Ha, ha. He's using magic."

My sister in my arm pulls my clothes a little.

A boulder is a fie that shows signs of magic. Looks like they spotted Villey's chickens, too.

"I didn't want to use magic. Yet I use it!

"Oh, yeah. Right."

I guess I can't help but worry about this from my angel who says no lies or bad things, because scams and pettens are hissing like they deserve in the world.

I have to tell you, including the area, but I don't have time to explain right now.

"Uh-oh, why! Why not?"

Because I didn't even take it out to strengthen my body and hit it, or Villey was visibly wolfy.

The blindfolded man, by contrast, continues to avoid it with a smile.

"Yes. That's it. Good luck."

The slayer tells him.

The sand, all of it, had fallen.

In the end, the slayer attacked all of them without the slightest madness.

"You're kind of over easy"

"... right. I hope that's it."

The handsome one stayed frowning, even after the game.