Neta Chara

* Norkin Perspective

I couldn't help but notice the name of a woman named Freiria since I fought the Delmas. After the game, every time I remembered its name, I felt more black emotions gushing through my belly and more uncomfortable filled my body.

Gallo seems to know about the woman, but I only have a memory for the past year, so maybe it's the frustration of not remembering what kind of relationship the woman had with me.

I asked Gallo about the woman, but he said, 'It's better for Master Norkin not to remember' and did not try hard to answer.

"Master Norkin, there's a wrinkle between your eyebrows."

Terry, a side-by-side maid, despises me. She was using her body to soothe my uncomfortable mood in her dorm bed.

I'm sorry.

"Did Alonza tell you how it happened? You think I'm getting my memories back?

Terry was right, he came to the south and met various people, and some of my memories were missing, but he was starting to come back. He was gradually starting to recall his relationship with Repulse and Bertram, as well as his interaction with the key members of the Star Wars Maiden, Astral Valkyria.

"Oh, I put out an early horse to tell him once. Alonza would care."

"Then you don't need frown wrinkles. Master Norkin is Master Norkin, no matter what he has had in the past. Always go back to being a nice man dressed up and acting refreshed."

Terry, lying in bed, crawls his fingers between my eyebrows. You seem to be getting quite worried about Terry.

"I'm sorry... Terry's right. I'm the only one. Even if you care about the past, there's nothing that will change me now."

I try to sort my mind out for Terry and Alonza, but the moisturizing emotions that swirl in my belly linger without being refreshed inside.

"Today it's against Hendrik, the head of the 'Golden Apostle' hunt. That team is an elite team listed as the winning candidate along with King Kent, so do your best to go win. I don't want to see Lord Norkin lose."

Terry unnecessarily exposed himself to nudity when he got out of bed and put on his maid's clothes. And when I'm done dressing, he takes my clothes out and prompts me to get out of bed.

"Oh, I know. We can't afford to fall behind in the fight. Young men like Hendrik also seem to be responsible for my past, but they can't be samurai if they seem to bring personal matters into the struggle. I can't lose to someone like that!

By Terry, my blackening emotions lurk, and the exhilaration to change and go to fight begins to cross my body.

This is it... after all, all I have to think about is fighting... whether you're a battle idiot or not, it calms your body and feelings better when you're throwing yourself into a fierce killer with a clear head.

"It is with that face that I am Master Norkin. Drop the clutter before you go to fight."

"Ooh. Thanks to Terry, we're going to be able to focus on the fight."

When I asked Terry to put on his battle costume, he took on his beloved sword, which was standing nearby, and left his bedroom for the battlefield, which was a place to fight, so he headed to the carriage.

Our match has been our first game of the day, and to this day all that remains are five teams, including us, Kent, King of the Southern Border Uncle, Hendrik, the "Golden Apostle", Iska, the "Root without Grass (Delacine)" and the "Black Bullet (Black Barrett)" Manon team, which had already secured the top five seats of Luo Shijie, the Garuda.

But my goal was only to reign in the first seat, and I wasn't interested in any other seats at all.

Perhaps the strongest enemy was Kent's team, but Hendrik's team, today's opponent, was also so elite that if he got out of hand, he couldn't throw away his chances of losing.

"Dear Norkin... You're serious today. Uh, it's dangerous. You don't have time to play like this."

Geronimo also felt the power of today's opponents and was already on the verge of entering combat mode.

"Lord Geronimo, come on, you're feeling too much. We are not inferior to our enemies, even though we are three. You should hit enemies with confidence. If Hendrik is the opponent, Lord Norkin will win for real."

"I didn't expect Gallo to let go and praise you. Is Hendrik such a great user?

He had heard a little about Gallo before he lost his memory, and at that time he had also heard that I was working out Hendrik and the others as a teacher.

"If Lord Norkin were the owner of a gifted swordsman, he would be the one who gained swordsmanship by his efforts. He's constantly growing daily in action with demons."

The exhilaration increases further into the struggle that will happen now after hearing Gallo's words. I saw Hendrik at some point and his face was burning.

"Whoa! Nokin! Don't laugh at me! You can't let him live. Because I'm gonna smash you so you'll never have a sword!

Hendrik noticed my gaze was uncomfortable or he came stuffed with harsh words. But even the words in the battle mode were already the result of increasing my willingness to fight.

"I know. Do your best to make a death match!

The members of both teams who saw me and Hendrik go into battle mode at once. Unique tensions have persisted in the match venue.

"Now, the Beast King Performance Guild Semifinals will be won! We are launching a match against the Golden Apostle Hendrik Team, King Norkin of Garuda."

The host who was at the venue made a huge bang of bronze announcing the start. At the same time as the beginning, the members of the "Golden Apostle" begin to hang auxiliary magic against Hendrik simultaneously. And Hendrik himself, wrapped in the light of colorful auxiliary witchcraft, activates physical strengthening witchcraft. Eventually, his wrapping light was stained golden.

"Dear Norkin! Lord Hendrik is at your disposal. Me and Lord Geronimo will clean up the support team, starting with Lachia."

"Ooh! Leave Hendrik to me."

Before I answer, Gallo and Geronimo go slaughtering members who provide backup support, including Lakia, who is deputy hunting captain, so as to ignore Hendrik. The Lachias, who were about to enter Hendrik's cover, were brought into the mix by Gallo and Geronimo, making it impossible to cover them.

"You and me alone are enough! Die, Norkin Wolffang!

A golden Hendrik pulls out his favorite two-wielded sword and runs in for me. The speed was finally captured by the eyes faster than any warrior I had ever fought. The moment I thought Hendrik's sword tip glowed as he ran in, a chill ran all over my body.

Hendrik's sword tip, which involved killing, was precisely on track to capture my neck muscle, and he succeeded in swinging the sword up and off track in a single piece of paper.

"Huhaha! Funny! This fight is going to be interesting! Huhahahaha!"

Laughter was spilling out of my mouth unexpectedly at the life-threatening crisis I hadn't felt in a long time, being attacked by a murderous temper that made me feel ashamed.

"What are you laughing at! You're licking me!

Hendrik, expressing an angry look, swings his sword out at high speed and flies [Sword Flash (Sword Thrash)] at me. I release [Big Shock Wave] to scratch Hendrik's release [Sword Flash (Sword Thrash)].

The generated [Big Shockwave (Big Wave)] looked as if it captured him when he scratched Hendrik's [Sword Flash (Sword Thrash)] off.

"What!? Remnants!

The figure thought to be Hendrik scratches off and mists like Kasumi when [Big Shock Wave (Big Wave)] touches it. I looked around unexpectedly.

"I'm looking at Doco! Norkin Wolffang!!"

Hendrik, who supposedly disappeared, rang from overhead. I'm already in the motion of releasing a kick at me. Deciding he couldn't make it, I guarded him to protect his jaw, a steep spot, with my right arm out.

A clean hit Hendrik's toe kick causes a missy, unpleasant sound and blunt pain running on his right hand. The body pain I haven't felt in a long time overflowed with exhilaration I've never felt from my brain.

"I didn't know I had a guy with a hand wound. The world was bigger! That's what it means to have participated in this competition!

Reassemble the Great Sword with one left hand. Hendrik has already landed and is in attack motion to launch his next attack. I thought Hendrik's right hand had glowed, and the number of blade tips stuck out had increased to countless copies, tearing me apart.

"Screw you with my [Thousand Swords (Southern Swords)]! Whoa, whoa, whoa!

It is a defense while sheltering the injured right hand earlier, although it is preventing the numerous sword tips that strike by deviating or playing with a great sword, and it was eventually becoming unprotected. More slaughter with increased sword pressure runs through my entire body. The unstoppable slaughter gradually tore his body apart, and he began to bleed or drip into the arena.

"Guuuuu!!

"You're weak! Too weak! The Norkin Wolffang I know wasn't the kind of guy that would get hit to this extent!

Hendrik thinks the battle has arrived, or he comes close to stop the serial slaughter and kick me in the face, whose consciousness is obscured by numerous bleeds. Gallo and Geronimo were all over it because they suppressed Hendrik's people, and they couldn't afford to rescue me.

"Pep! I'm not supposed to have lost yet! Alarm will kill you!

The fighting moves that were staining my body burst into Hendrik, who is sure to win. Throwing the sand from the arena into Hendrik's face, he slipped straight through the ground and planted a foot payment on Hendrik. Hendrik, who had been paid decent legs, had a butt cake all by himself.

"Oops! Chi! Bad old man!

When I get up, I stick my sword to the ground for Hendrik with the buttocks on him, and I'll swing him through it all at once. Countless pebbles strike Hendrik along with the shock waves that swung out. Even though magic improves his defense, Hendrik was also thought to be immune to damage if he ate my grand moves at close range.

"How's my [ground running] taste!

"Guaaaah."

Hendrik, who had eaten [ground running] properly, was blown away and fell asleep on the ground. At that time, the necklace spilled out of Hendrik's armor. I am dominated by the feeling of memory floating in my brain the moment I see that necklace.

The memory that came up was the occasion when I was giving a woman named Freiria the necklace she was Hendrik wearing. It was remembered that it was a necklace I gave her during my engagement.

"Hey, why, you have the Freirian necklace!!

I roll on the ground, horseback on Hendrik, breathing rough breaths, and ask him why he has Freiria's necklace.

"Why! This is your sister's shape! It was received by me as a sign of Freiria Remark you killed!

A shock runs enough to paralyze Hendrik's brain marrow into words.

After coming to the south, the memories that came up with all sorts of things connected one after the other, and the memories that I had forgotten overflowed my brain at once.

As a former Berholt Dojo mentor, I was dawning in my swordsmanship training and life as a monster hunter in the land. He was engaged to Freiria, the daughter of Berholt, who belonged to the 'Silver Wolf' together as the same demonic hunt, and had been named successor to the dojo, but when his master Berholt was imprisoned in the home disturbance of the Uncle Dwight family, he could dawn on the hunt for service by pleading for his life.

But Uncle Dwight, who became a mass of suspicion, did not accept our plea for help, and executed one after another those who would take him to the Lemark family when he sentenced Berholt to death in prison. Feeling in danger, we left Avisvena until what we called service hunting had healed, and Freiria was killed by an assassin unleashed by Uncle Dwight when he was on his way to Nowrance but was about to camp in the Nigis Great Forest along the way.

Hendrik, who was in front of us at that time, accompanied us. Hendrik had picked him up and raised him with his real son, Freiria, who Berholt had abandoned as an orphan, and the memory of me making him as adorable as my brother-in-law had come back to life.

"Heh, Hendrik... well, you're that Hendrik... was Freiria entrusting you with that necklace..."

The murder of Freiria led me to live a life similar to that of an abandoned man for about a few years, during which time Uncle Dwight, who had sent his master to prison, destroyed your home, changed and Arborest Heido took office as Uncle Borderline, and the repression of the Remarks family was gone.

However, the Berholt Dojo, which lost the sign Berholt, was unable to regain its former power, and many of its porters were pulled through to Hendrik's newly organized "Golden Apostle". Years later, the gatekeepers had drastically reduced to a tenth of what they once were, and the owner of an arm that could be called the Normal Age was Gallo alone.

Around that time, I was finally able to accept Freiria's death, and I decided to start hunting demons in Avisvena that specialize in escorts in order to raise the cost of rebuilding the tilted dojo. However, the management of the dojo has never been better, and after last year's great raid, he was driven to an open and closed state, where he lost his memory when he was caught in a landslide on his way to the Beast King's Performance Guild, which was scheduled to take place in the east, risking death and regeneration.

After that, an officer of the Imperial Army of the Divine Demons found me alive and helped me, but by then I had already lost all my memories, and we were to fight together under them, and I had met Alonza to reach my present state of affairs.

"Norkin Remark! You were the man who was supposed to inherit the Lemark family if it was true! Yet she married an inexperienced woman in the east like she'd forgotten about her sister and called herself Norkin Wolffang! I think we can tolerate such treachery!

After the death of Freiria, Hendrik and his relationship became giddy, and when he flew out of the dojo and set up a new hunting group, the norm and the gatekeepers who were in the dojo all joined his hunting group and even grew up to a super famous hunting group now called Abysvena's Top Three. He says I'm the one who should succeed the Remarks, but that's different.

I had been diagnosed by my master, Berholt, who wanted Hendrik to succeed the Remarks, and I was going to support Hendrik with Freiria.

"That's not true! The master saw you as his successor. You were supposed to inherit the Remarks! If it hadn't been for that case, my master would have nominated you as his successor!

"Don't lie to me. Everyone should have thought of you as their successor when you were engaged to your sister!

Hendrik rebuts by poking his necklace at me as a horse rider. He was right, at that point he was in a position to be considered his successor. At the moment, however, Hendrik, who lacked training for his demonic opponents, is the more authentic successor to the Berholt stream, and the loss of Freiria to live a life similar to that of an abolitionist, and the loss of his memory, makes my sword our own sword out of the Berholt stream.

"My sword has regained its wildness. The sword you manipulate is the authentic Berholt style. I'm not going to name the Berholts anymore."

"Don't be silly!! I'm gonna slap you and then I'm gonna name your successor! Run away on your own!

Every ole Hendrik was horseback riding turned his body against and bounced. Alarmed, I lost my vantage point and confronted Hendrik again. Hendrik restarts his sword. Looks like he's going to knock me out all at once with a Belholt-stream mould.

"[Gwanghui Tianshu] or Master Berholt is good at that move. Are you ready to use it too?"

I just saw Hendrik's sword position and found out the moves he was about to unleash. It is a sword technique that infuses the first knife with all its magic and stamina with moves that the master is good at, slaughtering enemies at once.

"Even if they know the moves, my sword muscle should no longer be visible to you! I'm gonna take you down with this blow!

Light gathers from Hendrik's body, which was wrapped in golden light by auxiliary magic, towards the tip of the sword.

"Then as a samurai, I'll have to give it back with my best moves!

With the sword I have always used for many years in front of me, I can put the temper of tearing into the sword.

"Eat it! [Glowing sky flashes]!!

Hendrik stepped in gleefully, and as the golden glowing sword tip braced, the space became mutilated, and a light-wrapped sword blade popped out towards me.

"This is my payback! [Fighting God Tiger Tooth]!!

He protrudes the great sword forward and runs out toward the sword blade that comes towards him. A dazzling flash wrapped around me with the sound of a dong when my struggle and my magical sword touched Hendrik's unleashed sword blade.

It was handy...

Hendrik was falling on his back to the ground when the light subsided. The great sword that fortified his emitted [glowing heavenly flashes] with my [fighting god tiger fangs] was splendidly scattered. But I also seem to have taken the damage I deserved. The sensation of pain pushes against my brain from my flank or from my injured right arm.

"Damn... that's just great. Thought I totally avoided it... gohoo"

Nausea attacked me with discomfort from the lower part of my stomach. And the taste of iron rust spreads in my mouth. While I was about to fall, my golden armor was crushed when I turned my gaze on Hendrik, and the two necklaces hanging on his neck were rolling to the ground. And there were zero large breasts on the chest of the crushed armor that men should not have.

"Become!!!! Oh, hey, oh!

I rush to my cheeks. I rubbed my cheeks because the pain might be paralyzing my brain and showing hallucinations. But my body's been pounding normal pain back at me.

"Dear Hendrik!! Judge!! We lost! Let's get this game over with!

In a panicked face, Lakia, who was facing Gallo, was giving instructions to the moderator to finish the game.

"Phew, ugh..."

A woman who seems to be Hendrik is about to wake up from a stun. I panicked and approached to hang myself by pulling a thousand pieces of clothes to hide Hendrik's chest. That's when Hendrik just woke up.

"No, Nokin! Oh, did I lose... Ha! KHAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!! Look ah!!

Noticed on his chest, Hendrik nods with a scream that rips silk apart, concealing his chest. I was turning my neck to the other side so vigorously that the noise rang.

"Heh, Hendrik! You're the one who's being a woman! side effects of auxiliary witchcraft!?

I talk about confusion for no reason.

"Ugh, loud! Don't look at me! What's wrong with me being a woman!! I've been a woman ever since I was born!!

Hendrik, seen with chillies and sideways, hides his chest but his face is stained bright red.

"Since birth! 'Cause you would have taken a bath with me!

"That's... because I thought men were better for training swords! The necklace of my parents' shapes was" The Sexual Transformation Neck "! But only Sister Freiria and Lakia knew I was a woman!

Even Berholt, the master, must have thought Hendrik was a man. Because the master's face was overflowing with the joy of gaining a son when he came to take over Hendrik, an orphan who had been abandoned at the treatment center.

So why did Freiria keep her mouth shut about Hendrik being a woman...

"Dear Norkin! Here we abandon the game! Master Hendrik! Let's give up now. You can't get Lord Norkin where you won."

I can wear a cape when Rakia rushes over to Hendrik.

"Lakia, you knew Hendrik was a woman."

"My name... looks like Master Norkin remembered everything. Then it is unlikely that Hendrik will get Norkin. Give up cleanly."

Rakia, with a rational face, was craving Hendrik. Embarrassed by Lakia, Hendrik started crying out loud with a large tear from his eyes.

"Holy shit! Why shouldn't I get Nokin? Tell me, Lakia! You shouldn't have thought I might be able to replace Sister Freiria when she died!

A crying Hendrik was making a hell of a statement.

"Wait! What the hell does it mean to replace Freiria!

"It means I'm on Norkin's side all the time instead of my sister! You idiot!!

The cheer of the venue subsides all at once, and it quiets down when I do. I suddenly felt uncomfortable and my body became itchy.

"Ma, wait!! Hendrik!! Don't get too fast! Calm down!

The host rang me a bronze chord at the end of the game to help me panic. I left Hendrik behind and went back to the barn to escape.

* Kent Perspective

"Ho ho ho, I thought Hendrik was a woman... and the word" ho "on Norkin is another unexpected rarity.

I was laughing bitterly at the crazy talk fight that was going on in front of me. Millie and Talia, who were next door, can also be seen laughing and thinking ill-conceived.

"Really? I thought it was a story that people who know know. Well, that means Hendrik was a girl, too."

"Norkin and Hendrik will get along during Avisvena this evening. The wasp must report the matter to Lord Alonza, and I beg your pardon."

Talia gracefully withdrew from the VIP seat.

"Talia's going to use Hendrik to hold Nokin in, isn't she?

"Hmm? Kent's sharp. But keep it to yourself. Nokin and I are going to challenge the bees! Talia's policy is just in case."

Millie was gently streaming my pursuit and singing her nose.

"Come on, the next game will begin. Now it's a confrontation between Manon and Iska. The winner of this match is going to be Kent's next opponent, so let's watch the game properly."

"Ha... are you left"

I sent my gaze to Iska and Manon's struggle, the next game, even though I was slightly frightened.