Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

"Oh no? If you wonder what's coming this way, you're a jerk elf, aren't you?

A demonic man raised his voice unconstructively, wielding the sword of his right hand.

That great sword, which is supposed to hold considerable weight, is cutting off even more grubbing grass at its feet as it trumps the goblins and oaks around it as intrusive objects.

It seems to him that both grass and soldiers are almost all of the same value.

The goblins and orcs also quickly roll to the ground after being turned down by some meat chunks for committing the foolishness of saying that they would step into the demonic offensive range before they knew it by being chased by the elves' attacks, something they just had to escape from the range where the man was wielding the great sword.

"Can't you even tell the difference between an elf and a human? Apart from being physically capable, the Demons are retarded."

Stopped quite in front of the attack range of the Great Sword wielded by the Demon Nation, Lianya laughs at the Demon Nation's words with her nose.

Saying that there was still much distance to the end of the Great Sword, the sword wind caused by the Demons was enough to rock the stopped Lotus Yaya's forehead.

Lotus Yaya narrows her eyes and sees the demon clan in a sword-style mixed with the smell of iron rust.

The sword's swinging speed was stunning, but in fact, from the eyes of Lianya, the devil's sword technique was really appropriate and a lot of mess.

I haven't put up the blade muscle properly, so the evidence is that I occasionally launch my goblin body in a slaughter mood rather than say slash.

It was difficult to say that the sword used was of very good quality.

However, it seems that only sturdiness is quite something, and it endures well even though the Demons wield it at their mercy.

"Ah? Human!? Why would a man fight with an elf on an elf continent?

"I guess it's because I come on a trip to Amusement Mountain and say I saw it, but Akane sets me up without reading the air"

When Lianya returned him in a grumpy manner to the Demon Clan, surprised as if he had seen something strange, the Demon Clan stopped waving the Great Sword, bearing it on his shoulder before laughing at him.

"You're a lucky bastard! I can't believe I'm dying on a trip!

Didn't you decide that I was unluckier?

To the laughing devil tribe, Lianya returns her pale words.

Stop laughing so you don't understand what they said.

"What?

"Nothing, you didn't decide I was unlucky," I said.

Lianya continues with her left hand attached to the sheath of the knife, facing her left hip.

"You've set me up when I'm around, and the stupid demons have had worse luck, right?

"Ha! I don't know what to say, you idiot."

Did you learn to be slightly irritated, or shake the sword that was on your shoulder to the side in the power of Lianya's eyes.

Several orcs, who were also in range of attack, rolled to the ground as they were turned down in two and scattered their guts, and Lianya stepped back half a step to the pressure that had struck him from the front.

It's just wind pressure, and there's no way Lianya's going down, even if it's only half a step.

Somehow, Lianya felt the great sword wielded by the Demons wrapped around her magic.

Apparently, that magic mixes with sword-style to create physical pressure.

"You think people can do it properly with us demons!?

"Well, what do you think?

Blue muscles floated on the foreheads of the demons in the answers of the hazy Lianya.

He thought he was being ridiculed.

As soon as Lianya thought that you were a very short-tempered Demon clan, she stepped in the direction of Lianya as the Demon clan smashed and pulled the grass at her feet.

Lotus Yakiya, who felt he was going to launch an attack, takes a step in this as well in pursuit of the demonic tribe coming towards him without backing down.

If it is a blow to the horizontal giraffe, stepping in increases the level of danger.

But from Lianya's point of view, the demon clan's behavior is very much exaggerated, and we can clearly see whether it is vertical or horizontal slaughter at the beginning of the attack.

The Demon Clan's next attack was vertical slaughter.

Scratching the horizontal giraffe and entering the devil's pocket was Lianya, who seemed to have difficulty inside, along with the sword pressure he felt earlier, but if it was a vertical slaughter, it was not difficult to send him to step in.

If you stay on your right half as you step in, a demonic blow passes by your side.

Seeing the demon clan with a surprising look on his face, Lianya grabbed the knife pattern with her right hand and pulled it through and slashed it at once as she passed by the side of the demon clan.

It was the blow of Lotus Yay, who had properly slashed the left side of the Demon clan, but Lotus Yay leaves the Demon clan without time to ascertain the effect of his blow.

The blade of the great sword that had just been exchanged was cut up so as to chase that lotus yak.

Lotus Ya, who avoids the Demon Clan's blow in jeopardy, duly slaps the goblins and oaks that were nearby, swinging and flying the blood on the blade as he opens the intermission.

The sharpness is the same as usual.

Without even seeing the slashed goblins and oak fall to the ground, Lianya stares at her blade of sword.

There is no appearance of the blade being destroyed.

Lianya twisted her neck as she turned her gaze from above the blade in the direction of the Demon Clan.

"I think he definitely slashed it."

With the great sword cut up on his shoulder again, the demon clan who turned to Lianya has no way of being slashed.

It was blurry Lotus Ya that it was definitely supposed to have been slashed, but the Demons look at Lotus Ya with an eye that sees something incredible as they rub around the area where Lotus Ya's blade hit them.

"It's black iron armor. There's no way we can get out of this with the help of people."

If the Demons get out of their way, the Armor of the Demons around the area where Lianya's blade was hit has been cut in thoroughly.

Seeing it was a fairly deep wound, but not reaching the demonic body, the armor seems to boast considerable thickness.

"What the hell, you. There's no way a man can wear a wound like this.

"I guess that's just sweet perception of your people."

Keep the tone like you made a small fool of yourself, and Lianya sent a fed up gaze at the Demon Clan.

To be honest, I think Lianya's current blow almost went in decently.

I mean, it was a pretty confident blow, but it was held back by armor without reaching the demonic body.

Not properly slashed.

This fact makes Lianya sick of it.

If it doesn't work properly, we have to set a target location.

If it is a stone street, the inside of the elbow or wrist, the back of the knee, the base of the thigh, and around the armpit, which are the connections of the armor, are targeted, but none of them are so easy to target.

Later, it was about the head that I was sticking out for some reason, but Lianya asks herself if I sometimes say that my head is the only one sticking out, and my head is weak.

Anyway, I don't feel like I'm going to die if I skip that neck.

This stemmed from the fact that Emil was the only Demon tribe I had seen since Lianya came to this world.

Whether you fly your arms or your head, the image of that demonic tribe, as if it were unforgivable, remains strongly in Lianya's head.

"You seem to have trouble defeating even, demons..."

"Defeat? Who's going to defeat who, right in front of you!?

And Lotus Ya, half-hearted, swung down from the ramp.

But now I don't have time to move on to the attack, and I even jump big.

At the moment when the vertical slaughter was avoided, the demons stopped the slaughter at their disposal and changed it from there to the horizontal giraffe.

The fact that he wields the great sword with one hand is also faint, but he can't even imagine Lianya on the boulder what he calls the arm force that cuts it back to the horizontal giraffe after stopping it on the way.

To the sword pressure of the magic mix, tear apart the torso of the orga that was on its way as it flew away, making sure it was pushed and spreading the intermission.

"I don't know..."

"Better than nothing."

Lianya says back to the Devil tribe, who bites his teeth.

"Try a meeting, people!

"Don't be impotent. Can we have a meeting with him?"

There is a great difference in size between the sword of Lianya and the great sword of the Demon clan.

Normally, there's no way I can do anything like meet the Great Sword from the front with a knife.

The knife breaks or bends lightly.

Lotus Yakiya laughed when she said what a stupid request she was making.

"Then I'll have you hanging out with a meeting, even if I can't!

A demon clan who wields the great sword over the great upper stages and waves it down from there all at once.

To a blow that hasn't arrived in time, Lianya stops moving for a moment without understanding what the Demons want to do.

< Don't, Lenya! The sword flashes are coming!

What I heard in my ear was the voice of Cloire.

I couldn't understand what the sword flashes would show, but I recall, fu, that the magically mixed sword wind was accompanied by physical pressure.

It's already too late when I realize it.

In front of Lianya, there was an imminent blow of magic emanating from the Great Sword of the Devil Nation.

Lianya reflexively switches the knife into her hands and takes the blow of the magic that strikes her with a knife.

Lianya's unknowable and indestructible attributes scatter the Demon Clan's blow in an instant.

"My destiny is this way!

After a blow he had unleashed, a demon clan advancing slammed a blow from swinging in the wake of Lian Ya, whose movement stopped while taking a magical blow.

There is no time to evade that blow to Lianya, who has defended the blow of magic.

Lotus Yaya, who has no other way than to take the next blow with a knife, smacks her tongue small.

If you take the blow of the great sword, the blade of the sword will probably destroy or break.

At worst, the knife itself would be useless.

Still have to take it.

Tools are only tools, and you have to think about breaking them.

While telling himself yes, the action Lianya took was to say that the moment she received the Devil's Sword Strike, which was swept down from the upper stage, she flushed her body to her right side as she opened it to the left, attacking her with that sword while striking the Devil's Strike.

Now if I cut it around my head normally, it would be a move to say "face back surface" where I say in Kendo, but Lianya thinks that the blade of the knife is already useless at this point.

Naturally, you can't use a blade to attack.

In front of him is a blow, and the back of the demon clan, who has been swept away and defenseless, is in full view.

Here, Lianya slapped the head of the knife held with both hands on the back of the demon clan.

The attack itself is inhibited by the defense of the Black Iron Armor, but the impact it inflicts goes straight to the back.

He was a demon tribe breathing in shock, but he tried to make a blow through Lianya's torso without turning around.

But it was an expected blow to Lianya.

He puts his foot on his wrist trying to change from a swing down to a swing, and lands fluttering backwards in the momentum of a swinging blow at his disposal.

Landed, Lianya sees the blade of the knife with bitter thoughts.

It was Lianya who thought it was probably useless, but contrary to that expectation, the blade of the knife is blade ruined. I can't see one.

On the contrary, the Demons were driven by incredible thoughts looking down at their great swords.

Because the blade of the sword, which is not comparable in weight and thickness to the knife, was damaged at the meeting and slightly damaged, but it contained cracks.

"What the hell, man, that weapon too"

"Well, I have no intention of explaining it."

Lotus Yaya, who changed the direction of the knife with a curl in her hand, nabbed the knife once as it was.

The knife showed no resistance whatsoever and then returned to the sheath.

"No bends, either, huh? That's a sturdy knife... a different world correction?

"I don't know how to translate it."

Although he is a sarcastic demon, his physical movements are largely dull from shortly after the start of the battle.

The leg and grass restraints are working plainly, and the forced attack immediately after a blow with a stuffy breath has accumulated damage to the body.

Lianya, on the other hand, after letting her body go in her sheath several times, concluded that the damage to her body caused by the current interaction was zero.

It was refreshing to see what kind of karaki it was, but Lianya thinks reality should be taken as reality.

"And that's what you say."

Once the knife tucked in the sheath was slipped out, it rested on both hands and Lianya shrugged.

"Second round, let's go to the meeting the way you want, Demon Clan."

"You're not the mouth that people lick!

With a rough breath, Lianya intercepted the slaughter of the demon clan, which was nevertheless carried out without losing the power of the attack, this time also directly from the front, with the slaughter of his whole body.