... live free!

The oak, with his gaze toward me, waves his sword, but I was shooting at the oak as he played and flushed it. When he finds out that a heavy attack can also be taken without problems, he puts a blow in the side with a gap and takes a distance.

Orc, when he looks at me screaming, runs out and waves his sword down against me, so he shoots straight at me. I thought it would be okay because I was able to accept it without any problems earlier, but I guess that wasn't a good idea. When I try to take an oak attack, my foot stomping doesn't work and I slip straight back.

At this time, what I had overlooked was that I was able to shoot each other with the oak earlier because the ground was solid but the place I was attacked now was a soft place like the one where the onomars had left their footprints, so I was pushed by the oak for less resistance.

Looking behind him, a short distance away, there was a cliff. When pressed by the oak as it is, it is dropped off the cliff. That's what I thought, but I can't move left or right poorly.

"Lena!!

I can hear you rushing to see if Youre noticed my situation, too. What do we do? What do we do? When we look down thinking about that. Maybe we can. That's what I think, and I deliberately try to get through the falling crotch as the oak moves. In doing so, be careful not to let the sword stab me. That and a dull sound stepped on my left ankle by an unbalanced oak at the same time.

"Ugh!?

Groaning at the pain, he cut around the left foot base of the oak with a knife. At the same time, the oak screams, and the bloodshed came down, so I stood up and distance myself with my left arm protecting the area around my eyes.

"That was dangerous..."

I was relieved by that and checked the condition of my foot, but the pain was about to run, so I thought it was ok for now, and I was looking at the oak, but just looking at this one showed no sign of moving. I ran off to attack when I saw an oak with a sword, although I was a little wondering about it.

At first, the pain was running a little every time I stepped into my left foot because I was injured on my leg, but that also stopped me from feeling pain along the way. An attack from the right, left, bottom or top doesn't hit the oak. I realized it was within repeated times of that.

"(sheltering left foot?

Watching the orcs move, they're all attacking me to shelter my left leg. I thought so. When I attacked from the left foot side of the oak, I felt the movement was a little dull. Maybe we should attack from there. I thought so. I tried to drop my left arm first. I lowered my knife to the bottom left and ran out with the blade slightly upwards.

The oak swung through at once with the image of taking a path slightly to the right and stepping in strongly to concentrate on the right hand, as he had tried to swing it down from the top. Cut off your left arm by deviating from the orbit of the oak sword to the left. I planned on doing that, but I cut off the oak sword and then cut off its left hand as well. Orc was surprised that the sword had been cut off or he didn't move, so he cut the knife back into the gap and jumped up and snapped his neck.

And a little further away, Oak's neck fell.