Makai Hongi

Balthasar stood up. Totally short-tempered.

I said I was calm and bold.

"Why don't I train the Orga? Ahem?"

Balthasar is a Grangachi.

It is also compatible with the Auga tribe, which is a physical system.

It will be quite a superior compatibility on a pedigree basis, but there will also be a great deal to gain from training.

I thought about it. "This is a surprisingly good idea, isn't it?".

"If so..."

Thought I'd ask you.

"Instead, the number of Orga tribes decreases every time you finish training!

"... hmm?

"I'll kill two or three at a time."

... Is that it?

Are they selling you this fight?

I'm out so badly?

So what?

Killing the Orga every day?

The man in front of you?

Huh, that's...

You figured out I narrowed my eyes, and Balthasar said, "Oh, no, no!" and has intimidated me.

"Please just sit down. Let's hear it..."

When I urged him to take his seat, he sat down puking and throwing up "this hipster".

I think every now and then. Dojo in his previous life, he said he was an ant at everything.

I also learned how to sharpen their temper and start a fight at this pace.

As soon as Balthasar sat down, I kicked up the table.

"I thought you were gonna say... Gorga!

The table spins half a turn and strikes directly at Balthasar's face.

"Whew!?

A flipped Balthasar, but there won't be any damage.

I quickly assembled the next steps.

"I'm gonna kill you!? Which mouth are you talking about!

With my mouth on my back, I'm calm.

Even if you're in a hurry to beat him up here, he's got zero damage.

With my amount of magic, I can't give you enough scratches to see.

Regrettably, that is the reality of the demonic world.

Therefore, with the power I could possess - the full power of the Auga tribe, I went to fold Balthasar's fingers.

- Porky, no.

A light noise echoes in the tent.

Still works great.

"Ouch!

I heard Balthasar's pitiful voice.

I'll do my best to go fold my fingers. I'm more like, "What a pity!" It may be said.

But in a Granghati opponent about three levels above the Auga, this is the best they can do.

He succeeded in being an ambush, unexpectedly having long Grangachi fingers, and not expecting his fingers to be broken.

If I stop fighting here, my fate is over.

Now I'm lucky, I broke my finger on my dominant arm. If you don't fold from here, there's no later.

Beat the water drain that was rolling on Balthasar's face trying to get up.

The water spill breaks and the water that was left inside falls on Balthasar's face.

"... cum!

In that gap, now I put on all my weight and broke another finger.

- Boki.

Now I heard a creaking noise.

Is it because it was under my lap?

Whatever, now the dominant arm can't use two fingers.

"Come on, it's the real deal from here. Be prepared."

"... I'll kill you."

"Mitsubaka is a sloppy place with no variety."

Balthasar rises up and grabs me.

I'm the one who set it up.

Just to be clear, if anywhere in my body gets grabbed, it's my loss.

The other person knows that very well. So I dare you, I let you grab it.

"Oops!

Balthasar, who grabbed my arm, would not have known what had happened.

What I used was aikido moves.

The moves I used to teach my female counterparts in the dojo.

That's what you do when a moron grabs your arm.

The arm you grabbed is fixed, so if you rotate your body there to the starting point, your arm will automatically twist up.

"Become!?

This is what happens when you've never eaten a temperament move.

Balthasar falls on his back to the ground and his arms remain twisted without force.

And my defenseless face is exposed right near me.

The leg says it can be three times as powerful as the arm.

Since I was reincarnated, I have been air-training to fight powerful enemies.

There is no shortage of the application of martial arts learned in Japan so as to be able to cope with the various races as to where to aim.

"Ha!"

Grab Balthasar's forehead hair with one hand and sew it to the ground.

On top of that, I glanced at him in the face and slapped him in the knee.

It is well understood that no matter how many times you tap into it, no damage can be done.

But this has a purpose.

"Ha! Ha!

Over and over again I felt finally satisfied with my knees.

One of the kiva broke.

- Kiva fold

It only makes enough sense to humiliate them, but I repeatedly dropped my knee and accomplished it.

"This is it?

Put up a broken kiva and I laugh niggly.

"Hey..."

Balthasar made a good face.

The length of the broken kiva is a few centimeters. to a somewhat longer extent than other teeth.

Still, I have a use for it. When I fell into my pocket, I raised one hand and provoked it.

"Isn't it time to put in a cry? Kneel and ask forgiveness."

This is just provocation.

It is expected that the surroundings will be stopped.

"... that?

There is no sign that anyone is in the stop. If I stay like this, I won't be dead.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

Balthasar has progressed.

He says it's time for the story to run out, but he's motivated over there.

He's going to catch me and beat me to death, and his eyes are tickling.

"Oh, boy."

I put one hand up and the other hand down.

"I guess we'll have to think about this before it drops."

I sighed that no one around me would stop me.

Then all around you, let's take responsibility for it.