Manuke FPS

The Knights of the Western Barga Training Ground, visited by Lapitilica for his training in knowledge and practical skills in magic. So the proposed sudden simulated battle request...... even if suddenly they say that this escort request is likely to deal with knights and magicians......

"Shaft, are you taking it?

Ashley asks me with a worried face. Behind it, you can see the Lapitirica and the three men believed to be magicians coming out of the bungalow where the study of the Demon was taking place.

"Is your lord the shaft on the black side?

One of the three magicians, a bald head with gray hair like a fallen martial artist, and a white jaw stretched out to his chest, approaching precisely the magician, an old man with pierced locks who could be described as no magician.

"Yes."

"Mage Guild, Barga Branch, Branch Manager Galasimos Temis."

Nobility… or Ashley standing beside me, told me the title "I am Count Themis".

"Show Lapitilica the magician's standing around, how about a little?"

"Am I here as Lapitilica's escort?

"Let the Knights do it. Let me see what you can do. No, the Knights want to know if you really have enough power to entrust Lapitilica."

"It was the Duke who chose me as his escort, but the Knights doubt that decision?

"The Duke's only judgment material is the Marida Chamber of Commerce and rumors. Let's worry about leaving the princess to be protected to the mercenaries at the pompous."

............... I can't help it, I wanted to try it with a mix of knights and magicians, this feels honest. Although I would have liked to have done it, not in a situation like this spectacle if I could.

"Fine. But I can't help you."

"If I hadn't died, I'd have healed you."

There's me and two knights on the field, and two young magicians behind Count Temis. The simulation was to be played one-on-four.

Lapitilica and Ashley are in special, simple tent mode. Next to Lapitilica, Count Temis sits, talking about things. Varga Knights' faces gathered around the practice area, and a mountain of tourists was formed.

Count Temis was letting Lapitirica know about the actions that the sorcerer should take and my movements, and examples of how to deal with them. At first, it has an atmosphere like an audition of practical skills. But Lapitilica is also well trained with camellias (Southern Ka). Wouldn't you be able to tell what's going on around here?

Well, fine. Now they're the four in front of us. Of the two knights, one is the standard type of long sword and shield, and the other has a spear without a shield. The two magicians standing behind you are the standard type of robe on a longscepter.

When it's ready, the Knights at the referee will raise their voices to the start of the simulated battle.

"Begin!"

I run forward with the signal to start the simulation. The opponent has two knights avant-garde and two mages lined up behind him. Two magicians line up between the knights standing left and right. Four movements were well visible in my eyes.

In games called FPS, one of the technical differences that separates advanced players from players less than that is the order in which they are defeated. Let's say there were two enemies in front of us the moment we proceeded to the map and turned the corner. Less advanced players defeat those whose crosshairs match first without considering the order in which they defeat.

But the advanced man determines whether or not he is recognized by the enemy at the moment when the enemy is seen in front of him, and defeats him first because he is aware of himself, and he is more willing to attack against himself.

What does this difference make? That would be defeated by a second person or not. The game called FPS breaks up life and death in seconds with a comma in sight with the enemy. If you don't defeat an enemy that recognizes you, and you defeat them from an enemy that doesn't recognize you, you have a high chance of being defeated by the other while you are defeating the first.

To avoid doing so, determine the order of defeat at the moment you recognize the enemy and defeat it from a more dangerous enemy. If you can't do that, you can't go up there with FPS.

So, how are the four moves in front of you? The distance from the knight is still there. I'm running out handless, so I guess I don't know what I'm going to do and I'm on guard.

The two magicians behind me are beginning to utter their demonic words. More than not knowing what you're chanting, it decides it's attack magic and defeats the sorcerer just now!

Change the direction of the run from straight forward to right and pinch the knight between the sorcerer and me. I've dealt with them scattered in the Tooth Wolf's Labyrinth, one of the ways to deal with Skeleton Mages. They've unleashed magic on every ally in front of them, but they can do it to their knights.

Shade the knight with the sword and shield, harness the power of the power suit's legs and jump forward.

"Become!"

I hear a stunned sorcerer in my earpad jumping up from the shadow of a knight. Before the magician, a fireball about 50 cm in diameter, believed to be a fireball, had been completed. I guess all I have to do is release it, but the knight wasn't able to do that in the way.

Hold the S&W Tomahawk in your hands as you take advantage of its momentum while turning forward in the air. The aim is to align the single line for throwing and throw the tomahawk in your right hand, which appears on the lens of the Kevlar mask at the moment of your willingness to throw.

"Hey."

It sounds at the same time as it landed in front of the knight, convinced that it was only hit by that scream.

"Ki, you!

The knight's long sword is swung down against me as I land in front of him and bend my knees and crouch low.

Aware of the activation of the CQC (Melee Fighting) movement when equipped with Tomahawk, depressed to receive a long sword to be swung down, deviating outward with a tomahawk held in his left hand, at the same time grasping his right hand, striking a body blow assisted by a powered suit from above the lightweight armor for training to the belly of the knight.

To the knight who stopped moving to that shock, his left hand, deviating from the long sword, struck his opponent in the neck like a short range lariat, and with a beaten recoil he hung the jaw of the knight, his right elbow swinging as it flowed from his right hand, which struck his belly.

Shaking his head, he throws a left-handed tomahawk at the other sorcerer he was capturing at the edge of his eye as he rotates with a recoil shaking his right elbow, shielding a knight who collapses from his knee.

When I played VMB, I've piled up thousands and tens of thousands of kills in this tomahawk, there's no way I'm taking it off.

The thrown tomahawk severed another mage's leg from his knee and collapsed on the spot without even being able to release the finished water polo.

Now one more spear-held knight, the moment he thought so, slipped through the ground of the exercise area in a disgusting way of acceleration, releasing a straight thrust.

What kind of skills? Fly immediately to the rear to avoid poking.

Pinch the collapsed knight and face the spear holder. Grip two more tomahawks from the overcoat. Tomahawk is out of stock with these two bottles. You can't fire a wellrod verVMB more than Lapitilica has eyes, use it as a tonfer or use a special electromagnetic baton.

We revolve around each other as we twirl around so that we don't center on the collapsed knight and let that accelerating thrust out.

Give it a try - stop going around and distance yourself from this one at once. There is a knight at his feet who collapses and groans, but jumps up in front of it, making sure he jumps over with a strawberry and throws down a tomahawk right from the top.

The spear holder swirled the spear in his hand over his head, making the throw look firmly prevented. After all, is Tomahawk's speed preventable when seen closely? Well, throwing enough power in the powersuit would increase both speed and impact, but it's another opportunity to see if we can prevent that.

Jump over the spear hold and land looking back. If that gap is missed, a spear-held poke is rolled out.

Deviate the protruding spear to the right at the edge of the Tomahawk blade that you can hold in your right hand, strike him in the neck with a grip, and further slap him in the ear with the palm bottom from the left to rotate your body, grabbing the knight's spear as it falls completely off your hips.

"Stay dead."

I pierced the spear to put it directly next to the face of the fallen knight, and that's it.

"It's over, can this reassure you a little?

Ask Count Temis, who sits on a simple tent.

- That's brilliant.

It wasn't Count Temis who answered, Viscount Caymon mixed up in the mountains of the Knights who were opposite the simple tent where the Lapitilicas were.

"Stand up, you fool! What would a Western Knights of Varga do if a single mercenary took him by the balls! If you're on the battlefield, you're dead!

To the fury of Viscount Caymon, the knights, lying on their ground in the exercise, stand up greetingly and spill with regret that "it has been a good experience".

The sorcerers who ate Tomahawk's direct hit were under healing magic by members who would be Knights sorcerers.

One fell first off his right shoulder and the other had no bottom off his left knee, but would it bind again to say a body severed by healing magic?

Looking at the healing, apparently it connects, but it looks pretty painful.

Ashley came running over to see if you were worried about me staying in the practice area.

"Good day, Shaft. Are you hurt?

"Oh, nothing's wrong. And after this?

"For once, this is an exorcism of the devil, so we should go back over there and do a retrospective of the current simulation."

In this way, a bungalow was built next to the exercise area, which was studying.

"It's really a mock fight not to end up fighting."

"It's not natural, please explain it to Larry."

I have a feeling something else is about to start, but I'm walking to the simple tent for now.

Lapitilica, sitting on a simple tent, welcomed me with a good smile, but the face of Count Temis, sitting beside me, is indescribable, he looks like he has found something interesting.

In the meantime, while picking up the thrown tomahawk, he headed to the simplified tent.