Murabito Desu Ga Nani Ka?

- She was a poor girl.

Water-colored hair on thin hands and feet.

A windy thin torso about whether to break it if you hug it.

Everywhere, the more I touch my white skin, the more brittle and creepy I get.

What she's equipped with is a misrill sword and Adamantite light armor that looks so much better on the magician's look.

Needless to say, it's rare enough to be super, and if you're not an A-rank adventurer, you won't be in possession that easily.

It was a few dozen years ago that she took her squire and punched me in the cave with the Azito of the bandits who employ me.

"There are two enemies! One woman, one man!

The guard's voice echoes through the dim cave.

The great hall in Azit became as noisy as a beehive slapped.

"Kill him!"

"Get the woman! Kill the man!

"Kill him! Kill him!"

"Whoa! Don't even kill a man! I'm a man's mouth!

A dozen or so rough people spit noisy words... and run their weapons single-handedly towards the entrance.

"You're not going? Laxel?"

He asked me that with his face, but I gave it back with my face.

"Is that good? If I'm an adventurer, I'm a B-rank-equivalent mercenary... can I accept that as a formal request from the head? As you know...... I'm expensive, huh?

Shake your head to the left or right and your head shrugs your shoulders in a daze.

"Well, you're insurance. When our famous bounty hunter arrives... we'll have him fully useful, okay?

"Oh, I'll work for the money I get."

"But he was summoned by the Empire after a total lick of a local swordsmanship tournament... a man promoted from a civilian to an emperor's Kingsguard came to this point... it's falling for the better"

I silently laid my hand on the lower back sword pattern.

"You're my employer. You can fire me if I don't care, and I can slash you if you don't care."

"Are you kidding me? Don't get hot, okay?

The palace servants have shoulders.

I tried to quit because I was tired of my relationship, but my superior didn't accept my resignation petition medium.

I was pretty good among the Kingsguards, so don't quit until they prepared a change of ball...

I waited six months.

The superior officer still didn't receive my withdrawal petition. My breathlessness was at its limit.

That's why I slashed my superior officer and deserted.

Within the Empire, I was supposed to be a felon, which made it a little harder to live.

That's how I live with murder as a business, but I'm getting tired of the guy with this hand.

- Do you want to do a solo monster hunt?

If you take it to the guild, the demons can be sold as material. You don't need a trait there.

I just have a few problems.

My swordsmanship is a genre based on interpersonal assumptions, and my skills are also based on interpersonal assumptions.

And none of my sociability equals nothing, and I can't flock.

The rank of hunting demons will be considerably lower, and earnings will fall dramatically.

But I also think that's good...

Money earners are less efficient... but it's not like I'm a waster.

If you've earned quite a bit, you just have to live a lot.

Besides... my strength is real. Even if you don't rely on the power of gold, most of the time, you can handle it as long as you have a sword.

It has always been, and it will always be the same fact and truth.

And that's where I noticed something strange.

"That's weird."

My head tilted its neck at my words.

"What's up?

"I can't hear you screaming"

Perhaps the others are intercepting intruders in a large cavity a short walk out of here.

I can hear anger and anger, but from enemies and allies... no screams whatsoever.

This was an incredible phenomenon that was not too similar to the scene of the blade wound shaft.

The head goes to the great cavity with the Great Axe in one hand, and I go to the great cavity with my hands on the Devil's Sword: Bloody Blade pattern, which is the sword of love.

There was a small, water-haired girl swordsman who cemented herself into rare gear and a boy who seemed to be a squire.

To be precise, the girl was surrounded by more than ten rough men with weapons, and almost the same number of rough men rolled on the spot.

"What is the number of these bodies!? What the hell is this?

Ignoring the werewolf's head, I snorted alone on the spot.

"I see. Is that what you didn't hear screaming about?"

Rolling corpses have one fatal wound rolling beautifully on top of this.

I mean, I don't have time for fear or pain.

- It means it's all in a flash with a blow.

Me and my boss showed up, and that improves our morale.

"Parents and Mr. Raxel are here! Now we can win!

"Just because you're a little strong doesn't mean you're on track, you little shit!

"Don't show pity to your parents! We're done here! We're all going! Kill him. Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!

About ten remaining strike at the girl simultaneously.

"... ho"

I took a sigh of admiration.

- It was a beautiful dance.

The attack of the impending men flickers as if they were butterflies, and flickers again.

- It was a beautiful sword flash.

It avoids futile movements to the extreme and puts accurate misrill swords in one steep point after another.

The evasion operation becomes an attack operation, and the attack operation becomes an evasion operation.

Every move makes sense, and every move is the optimal solution to the winning equation.

Yes, this is more of a fight than a... dance.

- People call this sword dance.

In action other than public martial arts where a scenario named Shape exists... experience of seeing this level of sword dance is rarely possible.

It's done by such a poor beautiful girl that I don't think she belongs in this world, so I have to take an admirable sigh of sigh, too.

In an instant the rough guys are wiped out and their heads are black-and-white with a surprising amount of eyes.

"Hey, girl there?

Wiping the blood paste with oil paper, the girl said to my question, looking like a hundred million bucks.

"... what?

"You have a hell of a physical ability... If it's only quick, it's the A-rank equivalent."

……

"But it's weak. But we can make it up to you with the power of our weapons."

……

"However, there is one fatal point"

"... fatal?

"If you look at the sword muscle, you'll see. You don't have enough experience with swordsmanship."

……

It's a shame.

"Too bad?"

"I don't know how I beat up my physical abilities to that point, but that just doesn't work for real"

"... real?

"Later, a few years later... if it was after you struck into swordsmanship, or even against a real one like me, you could have struck a fat one... so spare me. As a samurai, I really do."

I pulled the Devil's Sword Bloody Blade out of my sheath.

I'm sorry, but I'm at work, too.

……

I put up a sword with a smile on my mouth.

"Come on, call me - I'll play you"