Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

"Get well...... don't get on!

"Whoa!?

But gayjarg and the legendary spear.

With that momentum playing the black spear that becomes like that anomalous whip, her crotch hangs and swings the red spear down.

"Ahhh... ahhh!

As Gayborg rises with his head spinning to the fulcrum, he jumps straight backwards to take his distance.

And he sandwiched himself, the black demon spear, with his exposed and full chest, grinning niggardly as he crawled his tongue to the tip of his ear.

"Don't be abusive...... hi-ha-hi-ha!

"Chip! You nasty bitch... why don't you use your abilities? It would be better for you."

Rain the spears, let them use Gayjarg's abilities before bringing them into the White Soldier War.

That is the best path to victory that Gayborg should follow.

But...

"Why... Well, if it's over with a blow, it's a pinch, isn't it?

She answers that openly, as if she just doesn't understand.

Absolute confidence in yourself.

But that word, backed by strength, is not something that can be done so easily and overnight.

In response as expected, Gayjarg giggles in his heart even as he finds himself frustrated.

I knew why I didn't have to ask, but I dared to solidify it by asking.

situation in your favor.

"... its arrogance. You're gonna regret this."

"Ha! Nice. Make sure you do...... let me!

Gayborg's body leans forward to the ground.

That's how the moment her jaw touched the lawn, she disappeared from gayjarg's sight.

"Nah!? What!?

"Look, look, look, look!

Gayborg, who should have been in the front, runs the spear from the right side of Gayjarg in a moment.

He was a gayjarg who sensed it on the verge, but he did his best to prevent a series of thrusts rolling out at a tremendous speed.

"What are you doing?!? You're gonna make me regret this. Ohh!?

"... chip!

I knew it was fast.

But I can't even get to gayjarg until I can't chase him with my eyes.

Still, he manages to prevent a series of demon spears as he retreats.

I didn't want to admit it, but it's still a bad minute for a simple meeting.

But naturally, I didn't admit to losing.

"... that's a totally gay Borg pace. In addition to that anomalous movement, you can't handle being attacked so fast."

Gayborg rolls out his spears one after the other as he jumps around Gayjarg.

Poking, snapping, slashing, punching down.

All their operations are connected by a line, and there is no gap between the attack and the attack.

What's more, all attacks vary in height.

In the next moment, which prevented a blow like crawling through the ground, a second shot swung down from the head, if prevented, a third shot exploiting a long pattern approached the abdomen.

The moves of the hero Coughlin, who specializes in one-to-many combat, were now directed at just one gayjarg.

Usually it takes some hoarding to unleash a strong attack, but Gayborg makes his whole body look like a spring and exchanges the prevented attack with the base of the next attack as it were.

It is as if it were a sentence written in one stroke, which does not give Gaijarg the opportunity to argue.

"Sure...... but it's not like winning or losing has been decided yet"

"Hmm. So you don't think it's gonna end like this?

"Yes, Master Gayjarg is waiting for something... it feels like that"

"Well... I'm looking forward to that"

At that time, the distance between the two opens wide along with the high metal noise.

Right behind the gayjarg I could see Levi's made chains, letting them know there was no more.

"... I'm disappointed. Are you motivated, Temee?"

Placing the spear on his shoulder, Gayborg tells him to look terribly sorry.

The opposing gayjarg was turning his spear tip and sharp gaze towards her without saying anything.

"Not really... then forget it. Let's end this."

At the same time as that word, magic springs from Gayborg's body.

"Because of this... I'll do everything I can...!

That's how her body leaned backwards and bowed herself to unleash a special...

"Yikes!?

The instant gayjarg kicks the earth and packs all the time it was open.

On that spear... with all the magic in it.

"Dear Gayjarg, take this...!

That's right.

Gayjarg was waiting for this.

Sure enough, he couldn't fight back.

But it is a story if it is not to be wounded.

Let them cut the meat and break the bones.

It would have been possible if the attack had been as the word goes.

But that's too risky.

Because if Gayborg's spear stabbed himself in the body, even if it was off the steeple, it would be over if she activated her abilities there.

Apart from countless spears by throwing, Gayborg has the ability to have stabbed spears become hundreds of thorns and destroy the subject from within.

That's why he stood still.

I can't even fight back, just play myself back... to create this situation.

"So when I regret it... I said so!

If Gayborg's character makes him think that the difference in power is open, that's what Gayjarg was reading when he definitely comes to making up his mind at the end of the day with a major move.

Also, by being thorough in receiving it, the ability to disable is illusory when used in defense.

As a result, the present situation was created.

"And heh...!

Gayborg is already in the stockpile and can't stop that from working.

Also, even if I let it go, it's too late.

Because it's faster for a gayjarg spear to be slapped into her defenseless body than countless spears to pour down.

"Finished - Rih!?

"... and well, you think so? Hi-ha-ha..."

On the brink of the red spear capturing her, countless black thorns jumping out of the ground bounce the spear from his hand into the sky.

The thorn stretched straight to Gaijarg, and turned him into a cage to capture him, and restrained himself.

"Ko... that's...!

"Is that it? Didn't you know? You don't have a spear, you can't just slip through it. As you wish."

That's when Gayjarg sees.

The tip of that demon spear, which was thought to twist its body into a bow and release a special attack, is piercing deep into the ground.

"Ki, you......!

When Gayborg wakes up, he comes closer to Gayjarg, who has been captured by countless black thorns and is no longer able to move.

"Shh, you knew everything!?

"No, not at all? I just don't know... I don't know. Because you're strong."

"Huh!"

"I just trusted you. Your strength."

Gayborg wasn't licking him.

Taunt was her own exploration, rather licking the...

"... my loss"

"That's it! Winner, Gayborg!

"It was fun, gayjarg...... do it again - ya"

To gayborg laughing at me for saying that, there was no more discomfort for him.