Master’s Smile

On this battlefield, Lardo's remnant, who was waving a knife, had a buttcake on him.

Ahead looking up in a frightened manner was the appearance of Ritter, who was putting up his sword and turning his left arm into something alien.

"Keh, you don't want to fight square and square with a sword......!?

…… Nothing? "

Lardo's remnant seems to have been somewhat obsessed with the sword, but Litter doesn't have that kind of obsession.

However, if you can get rid of the master and your own enemies, no matter the means.

Without lending his ear to his words still trying to say something, Ritter mowed his neck.

"Are you done?

"... yeah"

It was Schwart who walked and spoke up.

She seemed to have a faster fight than Ritter.

The maid's white apron is wet in the blood.

"... a bit of a struggle?

"You weren't weak enough to fight with your looks in mind."

Ritter and Chevalt had succeeded in killing Lardo's remnants without taking much damage, but it didn't seem like they were miscellaneous fish at all.

We won the battle between the swordsmen and tried to chase after the members who headed ahead......

Suddenly, the sword flew up as he roared and went for Ritter and Chevalt.

Even though they could be somewhat surprised because they were unintentionally fast and fast, they shot it down with their swords without much difficulty without changing their expression.

The "Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla)" is a faceless combination, so you may not have a choice.

"Oh, do you want to prevent the current attack? If I had been a member of the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla) earlier, I would have been forced to do about the damage… are you the raw type of combat?"

What appeared was Aria, who dwells in Limil's body.

Looks like they're going to fight the Saviour Army (Yerkchilla) in a row.

Seeing her appear abruptly, Chevalt frowns.

"Remill...... doesn't seem to be"

"Do you understand?

"... the signs are different"

Even if it looked like a remill, its entangling atmosphere was completely different from hers.

Schwart, a slave (maid of honor) but with a swordsman's side, and Ritter, the swordsman himself, soon found out about it.

Like earlier, Aria nods how glad she saved me the trouble of explaining it.

"It's for your brother's sister. My name is Aria."

"Brother...... you mean the master?

"You guys seem to call it that."

When I hear it's for my sister, two people round their eyes on a boulder.

"Are you the one who took the master?

"Yes."

"Really?"

The next moment he heard Aria's response, Schwart was turning behind Aria and waving her sword.

Aria avoids it, but a few long black hairs are cut that move later than her body.

"Ooh..."

Aria flies a little surprised, fluttering and distancing.

"Even though you heard I was for your brother's sister, you just came to kill me. I'm a little surprised. You didn't think your brother would hate you?

In response to such Aria's question, Schwart answers by waving 'Hasselblad'.

"Whoever you are, it doesn't matter. It is true that you took your husband from me. Do you think your husband was taken away and your slaves shut up?

"... I feel like I'm going to keep my mouth shut for a while"

Jeez. Chevalt shaking his neck to the side.

It's limited to slaves who are being treated badly by the public.

A man like himself, who advances himself and falls into slavery, is prepared to follow his master, even when he snaps.

"I think there are few slaves like that..."

Even Aria, who is oblivious to the circumstances of the lower realm, can tell.

"Really?... Well, even if it wasn't for me, the members of the Army of Salvation would retaliate regardless of whether it's for my sister or not."

"Yeah."

It was Ritter who answered Schwart's words.

With her left arm, which became the devil's, she punched Aria out of her mind.

It was clearly more powerful than when I just waved my fist, and it was powerful enough to destroy it easily even if I tried to prevent it with my sword...

"You're so powerful that you don't think you're from the lower realm.... Oh, are you the devil possessed"

"... eh"

Aria made me take it without difficulty.

I knew it wasn't the only one, but I didn't know it was this far...

Litter tries to leave right away......

"Ts......!!

I was just gently touched in the arm with my fingers and the pain ran.

"Whoa, that's dangerous"

Sensing that an anomaly has occurred, Schwart cuts to Aria with the Devil's Sword.

Avoid Aria as well without intercepting because she felt an unpleasant atmosphere that would result in even a light cut.

Descending near a litter with his arm released, Chevalt takes a peek at the injury.

"... eh. So now you've got a broken arm?

"... it seems so"

Litter's arm was obviously broken with his eyes.

I didn't even get a strong attack... and she said her left arm was manifesting that of the devil.

"A little strong, that remill"

"I don't suppose it's a remill...... it does sound like a pain in the ass"

I don't know what they did. Even with the eyes of Schwart and Ritter.

This is going to be quite a struggle.

"Use my trump card. Time, can you buy it?

Ritter looked at Schwart and said so.

"... trump card, is it? What the hell is that?

I'm one of them, but I don't trust them easily. That is the Army of Salvation.

In the meantime, make sure it's a good bill to trust.

Ritter, questioned by Schwart, dyes his cheeks pop.

"... was born in a collaborative effort of love with the Master"

"You can't. I don't trust you."

Rejected immediately.

It seemed a mistake to be a little interested.

But I didn't know Ritter had come to make such a crappy joke...... is it the influence of Laradi or Van Peel?

Totally lamentable.

"... why?

"There won't be anything and shit. What's" love "? I'll kill you."

Chevalt answers the dissatisfied litter with frustration.

The Master's love should be directed only to himself, the slave who serves him crushed, and never to any other guild member.

"Before the Apostle, you can afford to talk"

It was Aria who jumped in like that.

It strikes both of us at a rate that Laradi and Coolin couldn't capture.

But unlike the aforementioned girlfriends, Schwart and Ritter are the two people who do melee fighting in a ballistic fashion.

Aria's fast travel was also well viewed.

"... eh"

"... you can't break it. Looks like he's using a good weapon."

To Aria's overly heavy attack, Schwart breaks that faceless look a little.

If it weren't for the Devil's Sword, it could have been broken.

It was such an intense attack.

But right after that, Schwart fights back.

This speed of reaction is one of the major reasons why we are establishing her as a powerful swordsman.

It releases a number of quick slashes that are not even in the eye.

But Aria is also stunning and doesn't suffer one scratch.

"(Demon Sword...... sounds like a weapon created by those in the lower realm, but it's quite a hassle)"

Some categories will be fatally injured if they are wounded.

'Hasselblad' is a very troublesome demon sword given that it does not just plunder and lead to death, but it takes away power.

Until its ability, Aria can't know, but she senses something from the different atmosphere that its sword emits.

"Well, I just hope you don't touch the blade"

With that said, Aria fingers the belly of the demon sword that is swinging quickly.

Ginn! Along with the dull metal noise, Schwartz's arm can jump at the loss of its momentum.

"Become...!?

Stunning and peeling Schwartz.

Instead of spotting her slaughter, a leading swordsman, she slapped the belly of the sword without touching the blade.

How hard can it be to touch your belly while keeping you from being slashed by a moving sword, even if you are not a Schwart?

Yet the alienity of Aria, who slapped her sword on the way it was moving, who had slaughtered several enemies without even allowing them to see the sword muscle, is remarkable.

"Swordsmen can't do anything if they take their swords."

That's what Aria says, slamming her lightly gripped fist into Chevalt's abdomen, which is empty.

".................. Huh!!

During that moment, Chevalt managed to prevent it with the Devil's Sword...

"Ha......!?

Her body was launched high in the sky.

I couldn't prevent it with my sword at all.

I also got an attack on my abdomen, and I can tell from spitting blood out of my mouth that there was serious damage to my gut.

"I also think I hit a little too hard...... I'm glad she's strong"

Aria stuck with it and mishandled it by dealing with a strong enemy.

It struck a fist of power that would make a person's body two straight, but thanks to Schwart's wonderful reaction, it seemed to have been reduced to just enough damage to render it irreversible.

Now, and Aria sees a litter that is beginning to entangle unusual forces earlier.

I don't know what you're going to do, but you just have to crush it before it does.

Already, I was unconscious from Schwart and pointing it at Ritter......

……

Unusual...... that's what Aria comes down to this lower realm and feels the strongest flow of power and turns around.

There, Schwart, launched high by her, was still falling.

But she wasn't unconscious, she was still lighting a strong light in her eyes as she bled out of her mouth.

Schwart abandons' Hasselblad '.

In melee, we found that Aria had no teeth.

But you can't give up and lose.

I must reward the Master... for taking your husband.

So she summons weapons other than 'Hasselblad'.

It was a bow, a race-like weapon called a dark elf.

However, it did not create a gentle atmosphere made of trees like the one Roofigia had, but rather a suspicious bow made of black iron.

Arrows do not summon. Because you don't have to.

Schwart pulled his bow as he fell, aiming at Aria.

Then, an arrow is made up of magic.

And the arrows were rapidly gathering magic and balls were starting to form.

"This is...!

For the first time, Aria's face has a faint, albeit burning color.

Schwart let go of the arrow, as he distorted his face to bitterness.

"'Vladinus'......!

At the same time as releasing the arrow, the shock blows Schwart away.

Originally, it is an arrow that should be firmly supported by the legs on the ground before being shot off.

I forced myself to use that in the air, so it would be natural to be flown behind my back.

But the arrows unleashed in its stead are imminent to Aria's present...

Zdowwwwwwwwwwwww!!!!

We had an awesome explosion.

Instead of piercing enemies with arrows.

That explosion is a terrible thing that will blow the enemy's body away.

Blasts and shocks spread around.

When the smoke cleared, the bodies of Lardo's remnants who were scattered there instead of Aria's appearance had also disappeared.

"Keho, keho...! Ha... ha..."

But the blown up Chevalt was also severely damaged.

The demon bow Vladinus is Schwart's trump card as a dark elf.

It is also a rarely used substitute from past events, but there are other major reasons why vitality is so squeezed out.

In exchange for their tremendous destructive power, even long-lived elf species are sucked out of life that they hesitate to use.

There were times when Aria was under attack, and Chevalt's depletion was unimaginable.

It was definitely a pretty lethal attack, too, from the fact that I spit blood from time to time.

As a result, Aria disappeared......

…………

Chevalt's face is rugged.

Because her instincts as a swordsman convey Aria's survival.

"Surprised."

Thus, Aria was alive and well as she expected.

She showed up from the ground.

He hid himself in the ground, not to mention the fact that his beautiful Remill body was dirty.

Shortly before 'Vladinus' struck directly, he destroyed the ground and fled into its little cavity.

As a result, he succeeded in protecting himself from harsh blasts and debris.

"I didn't know you'd scrape your life like this... Your feelings for your brother are fanatical."

"... ho, as a word, I'll take it"

With that said, Schwart finally lost consciousness.

"You don't need to stop..."

Chevalt won't be able to fight anymore.

Now, the only thing left is a litter.

Aria skews her face thinking about the members of The Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla), which is getting harder and harder.

"Not at all... your brother will be admired by a troublesome woman"

So is the Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla), but so is Maria, her own sister...

Man, shake your neck to the side and look at the litter.

"………………"

There stood a litter of unusual appearance.