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When Lecan put the Sacred Hard Silver Sword in his sheath, he called out, "Let's go," and he didn't even turn around and started walking. You don't have to look to see that Edda is following you.
From the third floor down to the second floor, we did not proceed to the front door, we approached the back of the second floor, and five men attacked us.
Even so, although I have a weapon, I'm obviously an amateur in battle. The five of us can't move well and each other is quiet.
Fire Arrow.
Five Fire Arrows were released from Lekan's left hand, and each of them landed a bullet in his weapon-wrapping hand.
"Wow."
"Geez."
The five scream, releasing their weapons and extinguishing.
Exactly. Neither did Lecan feel like killing a weaker enemy.
"Fuck, Lecan?
"Yeah?"
"Now the Fire Arrow, it's bent, right?
"Oh."
Speaking of which, I learned to bend the magic in "Step Fire" and shoot it, so I bent the "Fire Arrow" and shot it without even thinking deeply.
"I can do that. That's Lecan."
Sure, this is a user-friendly idea.
Could [Flaming Spear] also be bent? If that's the case, we can defeat the person in the blind spot.
"Wait, wait! Don't put your hands on me!
It's the butler's cannel.
The cannel stood in front of Lecan.
Get out of the way.
"Dear Lecan. Where will you go?"
"This is our room."
"What do you intend to do with your Lord?"
"I took people's things. I get swollen."
"This is something you don't know much about."
"You punish a knife, not a bandit, if a bandit kills a person with a knife?
Lekan has no desire to believe the absurd explanation that the Lord did not know about the kidnapping, etc., but even if he did not, there was no way that the man in the mansion was not responsible for exposing people and imprisoning them in the mansion.
"I know what you're saying. But let me make a final explanation. Hey."
I spoke to a servant whose cannel was nearby.
"Take Master Zepus to our Lord's room. Hurry up!
"Yes, sir"
Looking at his servant as he hurriedly walked away, Deacon Cannel bowed his head to Lecan.
"I'll show you"
Walking down the hallway to the edge, there was a fine room of doors in the back. It's our master's bedroom.
A man stands before him. A swordsman. Besides, this man stands up in arms.
Hang your slender sword on your hips, accompanied by your right hand, in a position where you can draw your sword at any time.
"Lord Cannell. I'm guessing you're not going to let that man in this room."
"Lord Arios. We must bring Lecan to our Lord. In the meantime, we will also tell our Lord about the situation and explain it to Lecan."
"You can't let anyone in this room who's been so tempted to kill you."
"Hear me, Lord Arios. This is Lekan, the Demon King in Black, who was solo broken through the Golbull Labyrinth twice. Resist and this house will perish."
Arios did not reply to the cannel. Those eyes are just straight at Lecan.
As Rekan took a step to the door, Arios gave a challenging omen.
He's a dude with a crappy sign. Perhaps the most skilled swordsman I have come to and met in this world.
But Lecan is an adventurer before he is a swordsman. I have an exciting desire to fight, but I'm not in the mood for a relaxing duel right now.
Fire Arrow.
When Lekan cast his spell, the "Fire Arrow" arose from his left hand, asking him whether to reach a hundred copies. A swordsman by the name of Arios, surprisingly, sent most of the magical arrows of a violent number born suddenly at close range, but several pierced and exploded on his shoulders, belly and feet. The Sacred Hard Silver Sword of Lecan double-crossed Arios' body, which slightly stopped him from moving. No, I should have broken both ways.
It was a strange response. He was wearing something very strong and defensive under his clothes. Something that you can't say no to unless it's the sword of Holy Hard Silver.
With something of it, it was not possible to prevent the sharpness of the holy hard silver, but the sword muscle, which was supposed to amputate the body, was distracted and remained deeply cut and torn from the left shoulder to the right flank.
But in any case, it is a deadly blow. Alios, who was alike when he died, collapsed backwards as he ejected massive amounts of blood, with momentum that jumped even behind him.
Lekan took Arios' sword from the body, which had never been pulled out, and left it in storage. This is an unmistakable sword. I have ownership of Lecan who won the battle. At least, that's what Lecan thought.
The detached Fire Arrow caused less damage to the walls and floors. Especially the wall on the back where Arios stood is full of holes and burning. If Lekan enters the master's room, the servants will put out the fire in advance, but they can still burn.
The cannel opened the door.
"My lord. Excuse me. We have guided you to the adventurer Lecan."
"What's that noise now? What happened?"
"Lord Arios has tried to turn his sword against Master Lecan against my request. And he's dead."
"What?"
Recan entered the room by pushing the cannel that was conversing with the principals at the entrance to the room. On his right hand is a sword of plucking. Edda continues after that.
"Lecan...... and Edda. I was taken care of yesterday."
"Is that payback a kidnapping?
"What?
"For a moment. Please wait, Master Lecan. My lord, Lord Zepus has brought Edda to this mansion. In a way that is contrary to your wishes. And Lady Lecan."
Lekan stuck a holy hard silver sword soaked in the blood of Arios to the neck of the cannel.
"In this house, I will take you to lie, alert you, unconscious you with magic tools, and kidnap you."
"I'm sorry, sir."
"Ma, wait. Wait. I want you not to kill the cannel. But he said it was kidnapping. No way. I wouldn't do anything stupid like that."
Outside the room there is a noise of tenderness. There are those who are defiant.
"What the hell happened to this? Lord Arios? No way!"
The cannel looked out the open door with a harsh face and shouted.
"Dear Zepus! Please enter our Lord's room"
A magnificent man came into the room with a sword that looked splendid in his left hand. I guess this man is our Lord's grandson and successor, Zepus.
He grows a conceited moustache.
"Cannel. I didn't expect to put a thug in our master's bedroom."
Prado, our Lord, waking his upper body on the bed, whispered the words of his grandson.
"Zepus. Edda... is it true that you found out your lord"
"It's not true. I protected him."
"Protection," he said?
"Yes, we protected the God-loved talented girl from the abusive outlaws."
Hearing these words, Lekan learned so much anger that his eyes turned bright red in front of him. Perhaps whoever now sees Lecan's eyes will say that it is a color like the sun that is about to set. Or he said it was a freshly blooded color.
There were words I wanted to say to you. But anger clogs my throat and I can't talk. So instead of talking, I decided to kill this man.
As Lekan tried to move his right hand to snap Zepus' neck, Edda spoke out behind Lekan's diagonal back.
"At first, after meeting and breaking up with Lecan, I looked for Lecan. After we met the second time, we searched really hard. I thought Lekan was the one who could help me, and he was the one who could guide me."
Zeps turned his arrogant face to Edda.
"Since we met for the third time, Lekan has taught us so many things. My recovery was taught to me by Lecan."
"I didn't know that"
"You must be Mr. Zepus."
"Yes."
"Someone called your use entered the house lying that Lecan had business, and another person from behind fainted his temper using some kind of tool. You didn't try to hear one thing about me, so you don't know what I'm talking about or how I feel."
Lekan's heart quieted as he listened to the words that Edda would tell Zeps pale. My stomach is still boiling, but calm returned to my head.
He's here.
Someone is on the ceiling.