Apparently that girl is like a shopkeeper's daughter.
"Melia!"
"O, dad!"
The shopkeeper rushes up.
And she approached a man trying to whip her daughter.
"What do you want to do to your daughter?"
"I see, is this woman's father?"
The man snouts intimidatingly.
My hair is getting thinner, but I guess she's only in her mid-twenties.
Obviously he is well dressed, creating an arrogant atmosphere from all over.
"See this"
The man pointed at his feet.
But there is nothing.
At best, it looks like shoes that seem to be expensive are muddy.
"This woman stepped on her freshly-made shoes. I heard that she was sixth grade. This second grade servant was stepped on by a sixth grade woman. "
The man says how deplorable it is.
"Now ..."
On the other hand, the owner seemed scared by the word second grade.
"So I was trying to punish him."
"Oh, please ... no, please! Please take a generous treatment!"
The shopkeeper hurriedly kneels on the spot and bows and pleads with the man.
Upon seeing it, the man throbbed happily.
"I can't afford to do that. For the future, we have to show it here. What would happen if the sixth class worked rudely on the second class?"
The man is grinning.
He talks about his cause, but he just likes to be cruel.
"I'm not!
"Well? Would you blame me? On the sixth grade?"
A man kicked the girl's body.
"Well ..."
A delicate body falls down.
Unfortunately, it was on the very muddy ground of the rain, and the girl's body was soiled with mud.
Or rather, he knew it would happen and kicked it off.
And the man lifted his whip.
The girl shrugs.
The sound of squeezing air was heard, and a whip was swung down on her body.
-Pasic.
"Hmm?"
The man shook his eyebrows, probably because the resounding sound was so small.
And immediately I saw my presence on the other side across the girl,
"... What is you? When is it ...?"
The man gasped, realizing that I was pinching the tip of the whip with my fingertips.
"Muh, you got the whip ...? No, I can't do that."
A man shaking his head and denying his guess, nothing is wrong.
He just approached and grabbed the girl before hitting her body.
In general, the force of the bend makes the tip of the whip much faster than the sword, but the weakness of this man is known.
There was no trick, just grasping with your fingertips.
"Did you tell me what would happen if Grade 6 worked rude to Grade 2?"
I ask, while gently pulling my arm and stealing a whip from a man.
"What's that?"
The man glances at me, apparently being scared.
"My profession is" unemployed. "That means I'm a sixth grade.
"Well ..."
"Tell me, for example, what happens if you hit a second grade face and blow out nosebleeds?"
I knocked my fist into the man's face.
"Boooooooo!"
He blows about five or six meters, and the man is beaten by a nearby stall.
The product was scattered around.
"Did you lose your mind?"
The man stripped his eyes and was fainted.
A large amount of blood overflows from the nose.
Of course, all the blessings that will take over the injuries are gone.
It is surprisingly difficult to do damage with salt plums that just cause nosebleeds like this.
If you are too strong, you will die, and if you are too weak, your body will not be damaged by blessing.
"Well, really, he ..."
"If the sixth grade is like that of the second grade ..."
The wild horses that are gathering are raging.
The owner and his daughter were also stunned.
Apparently, in this city, it is unlikely that lower ranks of humans will be able to turn to higher ranks.
Well, I didn't know.
"Hey, get up."
When I sprinkle holy water to restore blessing to a man, I slap a slap on my cheek.
"Hmm……"
The man slowly opened his eyelids, apparently regaining consciousness.
"Was it up?"
"Hy?"
As soon as I look at my face, I sing a twitching voice and jump up.
Then, in a hurry, it was a few meters away.
"Ki-ki-ki-sama! Do you think you can do it for free !?"
The man roared, but was completely down.
"So you're telling me what will happen?"
"Here, come here!"
The man stepped back a few more steps as I stepped forward.
And that's when.
"Hey, the security squad has arrived !?"
"That's terrible, run away before you get it!"
I heard such a voice.
Then the man suddenly begins to laugh.
"Hahahahahaha! It looks like the security forces have arrived! You're done!"
Immediately after, an armed group appears in place of the wild horses who fled in a hurry.
"It's a security squad! Who is the one who committed the violence to the higher classes!"
"It's this guy! This guy ... this sixth grade guy beat me on second grade!"
Soon I was surrounded.
"I see.