Master of the brave.

"Shit, I see you again"

A man in the robe looks at Winn and says:

"Raynard......"

Winn stares at Robe's man - Raynard Van Hoffmine.

"See? You're the one who knows?

To the name of the person Winn leaked, Mito asks.

"Yeah. I was the perpetrator of a serial kidnapping and murder in Simlug before. And the skeletal demon clan that Mr. Liesbert saw. It was this magician who summoned it."

At the same time Winn set it up. Flashing the stick from stepping in.

But were you predicting that attack, Raynard retreated to take a distance, slightly earlier than Winn stepped out. Winn's stick passes through the space where Reynard's head was.

But although it was avoided, Winn's offense was plundering Raynard's hood.

Hood flies so you can play.

Illuminated by the stars and the slight lights that arrived over the Temple, the face of the old man, who could not feel the lean vibrancy of his cheeks, became evident.

"Chip, it's a hassle"

Raynard groans in frustration.

When Winn tried to chase him there.

"Wow!

I heard Abel screaming.

"Abel!"

When Winn turned to Abel, giving up pursuit, the stick Abel had was cut from half to about a third of a length.

Another slashes him to the side by Abel, who wanders off the stick.

What you have in your hand is a tweezer.

Tools for farmers to plow the soil, not weapons that kill people like swords.

But the blade of iron that digs up the soil is also enough to kill if it was wielded vigorously against people.

However, the bamboo that is not made to beat people is heavy. The blow is very dull and easy to beat. Not to mention, if you're an adventurer with real combat experience, you're not even a threat.

Abel has also gained quite a bit of experience after one incident in the village of Torque.

But if the opponent with the sword cut off a stick that was his only weapon and swayed it from side to side where he broke more than most of his consciousness there -

It also wields momentum that a man with a sword who is supposed to be on his side doesn't mind hitting him.

By the time Abel realized it, she was in a time when she couldn't stand it anymore.

"Save us..."

"Hih..."

Screams leaking from the back of my throat.

"Let it go!

Along with the shouting, it was Harvard that Mito held, protruding from the side of Abel and the man.

Due to its heavy weight, Mito, who thought that the momentum could not be stopped where it was tapped off, precisely attached the pattern with a Halvard stone poke.

As a result, Abel's blade will not eat into Abel's body, and the pattern hits the stick that Abel stood up to protect herself.

"Whew!"

Abel's body was flown backwards in a heavy attack.

The incredible power that blows Abel's body, which can never be said to be light, with ease.

It was a force that I could not imagine from the stature of a man with a bamboo.

Abel rushes toward the desk and chair he has in his lounge.

"Huh!

In the meantime, when Mito slapped the man who had taken down the bamboo with the shock of being poked at the pattern and slapped him to the ground, he slapped the stick and dropped the sword to the ground in the next hand with the sword of the man who had come slashing him. Then he pays his legs to faint to the ground.

Shortly thereafter, at the same time, there was a loud noise of Abel falling, involving her desk and chair.

It's an instant early start to Swordsman.

"It's not a big deal, but there's no point in hitting it."

But Winn knows.

"Mr. Mito! Be careful! They have an unusual amount of blow and strength!

"What!?

Mito raised his voice of surprise.

"... save us"

Two men who were supposed to have slammed down on the ground, squirming bumps, get up.

If you're a regular person, a blow that should have definitely pruned your consciousness. For example, even if you were conscious, it was painful and impossible to move your body. It was a handy blow.

"Hmm... this guy is no trouble"

But the men don't even show the bare gestures they're in pain, and they get up right on the spot.

Mito exhales, squeezing his hand with a stick.

(There is no red swelling where the beating occurred. What the hell is wrong with this?

"Abel, are you all right!?

"Oh... it hurts..."

A groaning reply came back from Abel to Winn's call.

"Chi... damn. Do something..."

"Hold on, this guy's in trouble. If you don't lose consciousness after beating him, you'll have to break his bones..."

The question is where the bones are broken, if these guys really stop moving.

At that time...

"They've apparently been ripped out of their souls."

Riara Sayne, with a quiet angry color, was usually standing on that face with a gentle smile.

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"Brother!

Leticia, who came with Liara, rushes over to Winn's side.

"What the hell is this?

Leeds Belt rushed over to the bottom of the seri, which remained squatted on the ground.

"Shit. It's been a long time since this happened. Brave Mavis."

Reynard gives a big salute to Leticia.

"I didn't think the man who destroyed the demonic Ruf I summoned was Mavis, the famous brave man."

"Brother, yes this"

But Leticia doesn't even look at Raynard barely caring, giving Winn the sword as it is in nature.

"Chi, I see. Don't hang me on my teeth... That's arrogant. That's an arrogant attitude. Brave man."

You offended Leticia's attitude like that, and there was a slight mix of dangers in Reynard's tone.

However, he exhaled loudly once to sink the boiling frustration.

"Fair enough. I've always wanted to see you."

Reynard looks heavenly as he opens his eyes wide and laughs with joy.

"To me?

"Letty, have you seen him anywhere?

Seeing Reynard speaking as if she had known about Leticia for a long time, Wynn asked Leticia, but she shook her head small and denied it.

"I think I just met you when you and your brothers stepped into the tower of the court demon conductor in the palace before..."

Leticia closed her eyes for a moment and silenced, trying to look in her memory.

When I was traveling as a brave man, I was supposed to fight a variety of enemies. The opponent wasn't just a demon. Maybe there was Reynard among the enemies who had fought that battle.

"I knew I couldn't remember"

"Chip. There's no reason you don't know. I only know you unilaterally. [M] Chip, no, it's not like I'm the only one who knows you unilaterally. You're a celebrity anyway. [M] Kukukuku......"

Reinard laughs inclusively as if he can't contain his excitement. He is folding his thin body like a dead branch and shaking his body small.

"I really... I really wanted to see you"

"What can I do for you, Letty? Revenge or foe!?

"Kukukuk...... vengeance. Well, revenge may be closest."

Reynard, who stopped laughing in Winn's words, sees Leticia in a retrograde manner.

"It is a vengeance against you, who have forsaken your share and plundered from the side the greatness that our master Konrat Heisenberg tried to accomplish. Oh! My wish finally comes true tonight... Let us revive your cause with my hand, and let us kill the brave man, and dedicate his corpse to your grave! And the world will see what you left behind!

"You, were a disciple of Konrat?

Surprisingly Leticia asks.

In his lifetime Konrat Heisenberg did have those who were called disciples.

One of them is Sarah Ferrule, whose number is four.

Leticia knew all of them.

Among them, the three, with the exception of Sarah, join the Allied Forces against the Continent of Demons when Konrat dies after his surrender. I'm losing my life in battle.

Information about Konrat Heisenberg's research and those around him is only available to some human beings, and few know about their disciples.

Only Leticia and Riara are the two people who are here today and know the information.

"I'm not a disciple. But I inherited the research that Konrat left behind and brought it back to life. Correctly, I am the successor to Konrat Heisenberg."

"Is that what you call a disciple? What are you talking about, he..."

It was Abel's whining who pushed over the fallen desk and chair and came that could have represented the hearts and minds of those here.

"Fair enough. It's something fools don't understand."

Did you hear that whining, and Konrat let him flaunt his shoulders at such a rate as, oh man.

"So when you say revenge, do you want to fight me?

Leticia, with her eyes narrowed, steps forward.

"Right. But because of this, it's not if I'm still dealing with you right now. Unfortunately, I don't have everything in my possession. I still have things to do. [M] Gain the legacy of Konrat Heisenberg and revive its research. I have to inherit that will."

"It's no use."

Hands in front of each other, Liara advanced forward.

"The temple of Sarah Ferrule is by 'The Great Sage' Tiara Sculls Verfa, with a powerful bond. And Sarah Ferrule's own seal."

"Shit, 'The Great Sage'." The Great Sage "... Then I'll give it a try."

"You think Washi and the others will shut up and overlook that?

Mito sets up Halvard and moves forward.

Winn also pulled the sword he received from Leticia out of his sheath.

Raynard, who saw it, shoved up the edge of his mouth and smiled.

It's a grin that makes you feel arrogant, as if looking down around you.

"You come with me. Stop the rest."

Then when Reynard turned his back, he walked out with only one man.

"What, these guys. Something's wrong with you!

It was Abel, who received a stick from Winn as a weapon for the time being, but she was left giddy and backward under barometric pressure by a group of people who came closer with no expression.

A mixed group of young and old men from Reynard.

Girl about the age of Leticia, with big scissors.

A housewife holding a knife.

An old man with a sickle.

Young man with a girth.

Grabbing the tools used for everyday life and work as a weapon while wearing their everyday clothes, just a small bump comes to the Wins as they repeat the same words. I could see in their faces that they were not even alive in the dark.

- Save us.

- Save us.

- Save us.

The eyes were not tied to the focus, and it just seemed like a bunch of dead people, as Ceri first thought.

"Are these people being manipulated?

Winn rolls the attack of the girl slashed with scissors on the ground with a foot payment.

If they're just victims of being manipulated by Reynard, you can't just slash them with a sword and throw them away.

"No, sir."

It was Liara who answered Winn's question. I say with the colour of sorrow on my voice as I shelter Celi, who has no sense of battle, on its back.

"To dwell in their bodies is a bad thing. Perhaps their souls are already..."

"Shit!"

The girl who's been slashing on Winn. And some boys are even younger than the girl.

Other old people, youth and women have such faces and bodies that many have lived their daily lives to the fullest, unrelated to the battle. The weapon-wielding motion is also not the movement of a properly combat-trained person, it just comes into the dark cloud.

It's not that hard to prevent an attack from those who are here now, except for Seli.

But there are many.

Even if I punch them down and roll them to the ground, they push at me later. The one who knocks him down also stands up quickly, as if he is not in pain.

For example, even if the principals were already dead, they felt hesitant to slash and throw them away, and the Winns couldn't keep up with Reynards.

In the meantime, two shadows approach Reynard at a rate like a disease.

Leticia and Mito.

Leticia walks at a rate of constant separation, as she sews through the looming gaps of people, slipping through easily without letting anyone touch her.

Mito then used a lightly swinging Halvard pattern to pay off the feet of those who stood in the way and sometimes rolled them to the ground by gently pressing his body, gently leaping forward in front of Reynard.

"What...?

Turning around, Reynard opens his eyes wide.

"It's over."

It was precisely then that Leticia, stuffed with an intermission with Reynard, tried to stick her sword out towards that empty chest.

(- Eh!)

Leticia noticed signs approaching from the crossing and shook her sword off toward the right.

Explosion.

Flying in was a light bullet made of magic.

Cut by Leticia's wielded sword, it explodes and disperses.

However, although there was no damage, the shock could not be prevented because it was aggressive.

Leticia's light body slacks to the left.

"Ooh!?

And Mito, who was approaching Reynard in the form that followed Leticia, flew backwards at the moment of the explosion, weakening the impact, but couldn't help but stop to protect himself from the flying sand.

"Kukukuku......"

In that gap, Reynard takes a distance from the two of them.

Leticia tries to chase...

One light bullet after another flew in, and without stopping, Leticia developed defensive magic to protect herself and Mito.

(The magic of so much power. Who the hell!?

The direction in which the light bullet will fly is at the tip of the cliff.

But that's where the ocean's supposed to be.

Light bullets not only attacked Leticia and Mito, they were also attacking the group behind them.

"Brother!

Light bullets landed not only on the Winns, but also on those who had followed Reynard. He relentlessly blows his head, chest, and abdomen. Some were spared instant death, and some were cut off a thousand limbs.

"Brother! Guys!"

Leticia screamed.

With the dust rolled up in the aftermath of the explosion, I can't see how the Wins are doing. From time to time, the shadow that is blown may be someone you know. And most importantly, what sucks for her is whether it's a win or not. I think my heart is frozen.

"This one's fine!

I heard Winn mixed with the explosion noise.

Between the bursting flames that wind up and the dust, you can see the magical light of the defensive junction.

Liara uses defensive magic.

Confirming the light, Leticia was heartbroken.

Liara can use high-ranking defensive magic with the help of Anastasia, the Creator. that, when it comes to the magic of healing and defense, Riara does not allow others to follow.

"Oh, my God! This is so awesome. Lord Brave, if it's not an attack of this magnitude, if it's not an accident, if it's a washi, I'll just show you the signs. Shouldn't we do something about this attack first?

Says Mito hiding behind Leticia.

"Right...... right. So, we solve defensive magic, right?

"Oh, do it"

With Mito's acknowledgment, Leticia broke the line.

The two then read and deflect the flying light bullets, and even the debris rolled up by the explosion, with signs of air flow and force, and play with a weapon in their hands.

It's, "The Sword God Princess," and "Swordsmith." I'm not ashamed of that designation, it was a permanent move away.

And Leticia concentrates her magic power ahead of the sword, anticipating when the light bullet won't fly towards her. Then a white light point was born on the tip of the sword. And instantly inflated. It swells up into the spherical shape of a person's head.

(Maybe, over there!

Leticia then fired the created light sphere toward the point where the light bullet flew in.

A light sphere that flies away as if slipping through the air. Passing the cliff to the sea, it stops there for just a moment. It was fifty meters from the material storage area where the Leticians are located and about thirty meters from the cliff as well.

Light spheres that were huge people's heads also look like dot-like light if they can fly that far.

But the photosphere stopped, the next moment.

A tremendous flash burned the eyes of those who were there.

The raging of light as if the sun had fallen.

A heavy sound that echoes in the stomach called Zuzun.

Its brilliance is only about a few seconds, no heat, no appearance of an explosion.

But as the light subsided and the tickling eyes grew accustomed to the darkness again, the night's wise mites, celi and leasebelts learned to fight their magical power.

Cape cliff edge.

The hard bedrock touches the sphere of light, so nicely decided.

No sound, no splashing debris around.

Like the light bullets that had flown in earlier, they didn't scatter fragments all around them, but let them disappear without a trace.

(How awesome...)

Mito, who was behind Leticia, was sighing in amazement.

(I see. Consider it impossible to identify the location of the person who is attacking you, or have you made an attack on a wide area so that you cannot escape to the point of a little retreat? I don't know who was there then, but they would have made me disappear without a trace)

The light bullet had now stopped flying.

Now I don't know who was releasing the light bullet, but if you were looking to buy some time, let's say you could have served that purpose.

By the time Leticia cast the magic of interception, Reynard was able to earn enough distance.

"Come to my call, but be good. Show yourself, fierce things, magnificent wings. Falling from the top, king of the earth. Follow my life and be sick!

It was at first a small darkness as if a drop of pitch-black ink had been dropped in the dark of the night. And that darkness grows with Raynard's chant of spell. That may be the true opposite of the light produced by Leticia earlier.

And as the darkness spread to the size of a three-story building, the thing that Rainard had summoned all the way from there appeared.

That's like a lizard head. Big jaws that look like even big animals like horses can only be done by people with lousy, glowing yellow eyes. Sharp messy teeth there. From the back of my throat I see a tyrosis and a red lotus flame swinging as I breathe that thing.

It was the thick front legs like the trunk of the tree that came out diving into the darkness following my head. And a torso like a mountain. Huge wings on its back are shaking as the body of the thing moves. And at the end of the day, a tough tail with unbeatable thickness on the front and back legs. At the same time as diving through the darkness, he gently swung away one of the huts that was beside him, shaken left and right in momentum.

that wooden hut, which was a warehouse that served as a tool, was easily destroyed by a tail blow, timber

danced the universe with the tools inside.

"Dragon..."

Winn swallowed the gokuri and spit.

Some adventurers overconfident in the winged lizards and their own power about dragons are, yes, shuddering. Dragons in myths and stories are just exaggerated by their authors, they say. Because many have never seen a dragon with their eyes, and the author of the story is only imagining and writing based on books and legends written in the past.

The more powerful the being known as the dragon, the greater the feat of the hero who defeated the dragon that appears in the story.

The strength of the dragon was exaggerated to make the story interesting, that it was just a fantasy.

Wynn and I believed in the legend about dragons, but we thought there were some places where we could nod to their claim that dragon strength was just exaggeration.

But when I saw the dragon that just showed up in front of me, I had to change my mind.

"This is the real dragon..."

Dragons in many myths, legends, and hero stories.

The steely, hard scale plays the blade, and the sharp fangs and nails cleave and chew the hard rock as well. And the intense braces that throw up from your mouth say they even smash mountains. But even without them, just that giant and the muscles that support it is a tremendous threat. Just wielding thick hands and legs and tough tails will destroy them all, even stone fortifications, and people will be easily made into meat chunks.

The dragon, named Fiand, king of the dragon tribe living in the East, was furious at the fold of the war against demons, the demons invading the habitats, and burned down every herd of demons around him. The incident made him aware of the surprise that Fiando, whose name had been spoken only from the time of the mythology of the Genesis god Anastasia, was real and that the dragon was a being with comparable power to God and the Demon King.

This dragon called Fiando was about the size of a city.

Winn also has some experience in the battle of giant demons.

In the past, he defeated such a giant demon wolf that he came out of his head on the woods trees, and most recently, the mountain of Magil is also the queen of giant ants he met underground.

The intimidation was better than any demon.

Just because it's big, people feel intense pressure.

But the dragon, who now appeared in front of him, had a different digit.

It feels as if a mountain is imminent in front of you when you say you showed up a little far from where Winn is.

a huge sailboat that was moored in the harbor,

A temporary temple with a cathedral and a cathedral with prayers attached to it, as well as several large rooms.

Big artifact that Wynn saw in Lyon. Bigger than any of them.

The strongest living species on earth than in the age of mythology.

"That dragon... looks familiar"

Deep underground in the Magil Mountains. To protect the young trees of the world tree, the dragon that was inhabited.

Before being abandoned, Mito watched this dragon many times in the square where the young trees of the world tree were growing.

Unless the dragons were harmful to the young trees of the world trees or themselves, there was nothing like attacking dwarves and people digging for iron.

"I see... you can't see him on the street. I didn't know you were trapped in magic moves..."

Except when you get food, dragons who just slept quietly. That's not where...

Mito was closing his eyes and praying, despite the imminent threat of a dragon in front of him. I was magically oblivious to myself, but I could imagine what was happening to the dragon. Probably in the same eyes as the others earlier. Otherwise, the proud sky and the king dragons on earth could not have been used by man's wizards.

To respond to Mito's prayer, the dragon barked toward heaven as he brought his neck. The roar sounded like the self to be exploited and the voice of anger towards the Mage.

Billible and atmospheric, part of the cliff collapses and falls into the sea.

It's not even an attack.

It's just a growl, and it affects my surroundings so much.

The wins, who were away, also had to step on their feet to avoid being blown away by the gust.

"Those dragons, like these people, seem to have their souls warped and their bodies injured"

Liara's voice, who told him so, contained a color of deep sorrow.

"Letty."

Leticia, who was with Mito, is walking forward with her sword lowered.

"Right. The king who dances in the sky and dominates the earth. But that dragon has almost lost its power. Maybe it's like the rest of the cunt."

Leticia is just one person, not even moved by the dragon roar, standing as if she were a natural body.

(Even that dragon... doesn't even pose a threat to Letty)

Seeing Leticia standing in front, sheltering her face from the dust that rose with the wings of the dragon.

Leticia flicks her golden hair as beautiful as silk thread into a fierce breeze, standing quietly with her sword in her arms.

The figure is that of a hero standing in front of a dragon. Exactly like a single painting, it was in the eyes of the Winns.

Leticia's little body sparkles pale and golden.

The intimidation emanating from that little body is no less than that of a dragon with a giant.

For a dragon, it would usually be equal to an ant on the side of the road, such as a person.

Between the two there is so much opening of power as an organism.

With that dragon, he just couldn't ignore the signs he felt from Leticia standing quietly.

Guru, and turn back to Leticia as he raises a roar of intimidation in the back of his throat. In line with that roar, I saw a goose and a red flame burning in the back of my jaw.

Even if Reynard was depriving him of consciousness, he seemed to recognize Leticia as a dangerous being.

But...

"Shit, what are you doing, dragon? The first thing you need to do is blow up the line there."

That's what I said, Leonard, who fluttered down to the top of the dragon's head. Trying to respond to it, Guru and the dragon roared, but to the Wins' ears it sounded like a groaning scream in pain.

"Ah-ha-ha! Cook...... What a surprise, brave man. This is also left to you by the wonderful wisdom of Mr. Konrat. A great power that even that dragon can follow. Even an unfinished technique can do so much."

"You abominable wizard..."

That's when my voice sounded in my head.

"What a humiliation to manipulate my flesh even after death and to use it for my own desires"

"Chip, this surprised me. I didn't know you were conscious, even if you were dead. I guess that's what I just said dragon even if it rots. Literally dead and rotten, though."

Reynard says with an inclusive laugh.

"But you don't have the right to say anything to you, the loser, either. The loser is deprived of everything and even loses his right to complain. It's perfectly normal."

'Stupid...... If you do something with the power of borrowing, and you can't help yourself, you'll be doomed. "

"Shit, shut up. I don't deserve to say anything to a loser. You shut up and obey my orders."

"Gu... have unusual power, daughter of man. Can't you hear my wish? By the abominable wizard there, my flesh is leaving beneath my will. Unfortunately, I cannot disobey the order that he is not busy. Then can you destroy yourself there with your power and save my soul...?

"My proud great dragon. Your wish, let's hear it. My name is Leticia. Leticia van Mavis. In the world of men they are called 'the brave'"

"Let's thank you, 'brave man' Leticia. My name was Verni when I was alive. I am more than honored that this body will perish in your hands."

"Shit, ignore me and do what you want!

Reynard screams, blocking the exchange between the dragon named Verni and Leticia.

"Chip, you're just my tool! Come on, dragon! Obey my will and smash this intrusive high elf junction!

Leticia runs.

The arms, wielded against the will of Verni, covered in scales thicker than the trunks of the trees and harder than steel, were easily cut by the Holy Spirit Sword, which appeared in the hands of Leticia. And Leticia, who took the steps lightly, severed the dragon's belly deeply with a blade to return.

And with that momentum, scratching beneath the belly of a dragon, he kicks the back leg of a reclining dragon and leaps. As you pass on your legs and climb to your back, you jump even higher and wave the blade down to the thick dragon's neck.

'Can't you... I can't make it.'

Verni's groaning voice echoes in his head.

Forced by Reynard, Verni had his braces thrown up faster than Leticia's sword had chopped off his neck.

Braces with ultra-high temperatures and destructive properties thrown up from Verni's mouth. It stretches to the temple of Sarah Ferrule.

And at about the same time that the head of the dragon, cut off by Leticia, falls to the earth, Brace lands a bullet in the junction that protects the temple.

"Chick, it's Sarah Ferrule! The legacy of the great wizard you took away! Give it to me now!

After the equilibrium of momentary forces, unpleasant, loud noises, like when the vitreous was scratched with metal, lasted for a few seconds, and sounds echoed around them like something hard could crack.

"Ha-ha-ha! Come on, only the junction Sarah Ferrule stretched out with the help of God of Destruction. Chip, now it's your turn. Make way for my legacy before me."

The person was the only one of the people that Reynard had ordered the Winns to stop, taking them out without joining the stop.

A man who gave his faith to Noale, the God of Destruction, as a God who lost his country and connected it from destruction to regeneration, to the priesthood. Rolf, a seriously working worker in the foothill town, casts a spell on the temple door as Reynard commands with his vain eyes.

"My God. Hear the wishes of your servants. Give this person the key to open the seal with the power of the Great One."

In the magic of Rolf's prayer, the temple is wrapped in light and slowly opens to the left and right.

And -.

"Ah-ha-ha! Now... now the legacy is mine!

Reynard's laughter echoed at the tip of the cape, which still had the aftertaste of the dragon's braces and junctions being destroyed.