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This is the practice room owned by the Adventurers Association.
Now Jerez is sitting in a chair wearing protective gear.
Finely braided clothes are protective gear called "mesh armor", which I saw earlier on the stroll. Head, torso, right hand, left hand, hips, right foot, left foot, all over the body. The head area hides to the top of the head, side head and neck, but the eyes, mouth and nose are uneven.
Put armor on top of it.
Instead of complete metal armor, metal is dispensed to the essentials and connected with the leather of the Warcraft.
"Heh. Is it Dylan silver steel, the leather of the Great Flaming Dragon (Urbanzam), and the yarn of the Great Eighth Spider (Guien Urhuddle)? I haven't seen such expensive armor in a long time."
"Lord Arios is something I know very well, even though he will not yet be twenty years old"
"No. You may look young, but you're older than twenty."
"That was rude."
"Besides, that sword"
"Yeah?"
"It's a collard."
"How could you possibly know that?"
"He who understands, understands."
Again, Arios looks younger than anyone else in this world. Lekan wasn't sure because he wasn't confident in the human age determination in this world, but Arios, he looks too young.
Given the wide range of knowledge and knowledge, calm and judgment, and above all that sword technique, it is really uncomfortable that Arios is twenty years old there.
(This guy, he's not the year you call him)
The last time I wore a metal helmet, I was done. It is only around the eyes that are exposed with the face. However, there are vent holes in the mouth area, and some small holes in the ear area, and I don't have a problem listening or talking.
"Thank you for waiting."
"Introduction. Don't look at the arms of the sword. Let me see your arms in battle."
"Yeah? That's the same thing for me though. Lord Lecan."
"What?"
"Let me be serious"
"It's obvious. You thought my opponent would serve by hiding it in your hand."
Jerez pulled out his sword. Beautiful silver sword.
And I put magic through it. The sword wore purple phosphorescence.
Rekan has seen something similar to this.
It's Nike's sieve, Comet Slash. It is a sword that, by passing magic, exhibits a transcendental cleavage.
(This guy's a magic sword user, too)
(Interesting)
Lekan laughed and pulled out the Rusk Sword.
But the grin quickly disappeared.
What's a Dojo sword?
(Boring)
I can predict the movement of Jerez, who stood up and confronted him, as he took it in his hand.
Good arm. There will probably be speed and power.
I also have concentration. Temper is pretty good, too.
But it's too honest.
What is this lack of twist when a swordsman trained on a human opponent is more prolonged in his rush than an adventurer dealing with a warcraft?
This farce depends on getting it over with.
The moment Jerez showed her the plan to jump in, Lekan unleashed the magic.
"Wind!"
Pushed out by a gust of wind that suddenly occurred on her back, Jerez fell ill and relaxed forward.
With that face in his face, Lecan's sword is waved down.
Moment of rotation.
At an incredible rate, Jerez's sword swirled, capturing Lecan's sword.
What I saw as an illusion, Jerez's sword bares Lecan's sword.
No, Lekan pulled the sword once and sent Jerez's sword.
And Lekan's sword struck Jerez's forehead.
A high clash sounded and Jerez collapsed on the spot.
Rekan put his sword in his sheath.
His eyes find Jerez fallen.
"Arios. Micha."
"I saw it. That was a great response rate."
This guy's got talent.
"There is."
"But my talent is tied to my penis with a molded archery."
"This man's master is a man who doesn't know how to fight."
"Well. I see."
"I'm a master who doesn't understand the operational nature of something called mould."
"I kind of wanted to mess with this guy"
"I'd love to see this guy mess with me, too."
"Okay, it's settled. Eda!"
"Ha, ha."
"Put [Recovery] on this guy. Damage to your head and neck."
"Wow, okay. Recovery!
Occasionally a green ball of light occurs, gently hitting Jerez's head.
Jerez opened his eyes and jumped up.
"Wow, I am! I am."
I noticed Lecan and Arios grating, and I saw Edda kneeling beside me.
"Did I lose? We can't even meet."
"I don't know how I can match your sword with yours."
"You know the magic sword."
"I'm acting differently now, but my party has a swordsman who uses a grace called Comet Slash."
"Comet slaughter!" It's a treasure sword! Well, even a swordsman with so much grace is your apprentice. "
I am disappointed.
I thought Lecan was a better disciple with his heart, but I can't even speak of it.
"Jerez, besides us, there's no party to attend."
"None"
"Then come with me"
"What?"
"However, I decide which hierarchy to go to. I don't know what your situation is. I don't even know the deadline. We're only here until the 25th of the sixth month at the longest."
"Oh, oh."
"Whenever you move on to a new hierarchy, give me information about that hierarchy. That's the price."
"Okay. Gratuities per Hierarchy"
"I don't need that."
"No, but"
"If you get the gratuity, it'll tie me up. I'm not tied up like that. Like this. And the bottom story is, it's gone now. That's not what we're looking for right now."
"I got it."
"Again, we're here to teach Edda how to explore the labyrinth. I don't risk needlessness. If I decide to stop in this hierarchy, I won't dive under it. And I won't let you complain."
"Okay. I bet on the few possibilities you're interested in pursuing the bottom line."
"I decide on the distribution of the acquired goods. Take a look at our exploration and leave whenever you think you don't have any blemishes. I'm not gonna tie you up."
"Not tied, not tied? Okay. On that condition, please say hello."