Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"- Shh!

It is set up by a gullible man who was relative to Secrito.

He still doesn't seem to be a decent soldier, and his fighting style goes into it with a different word, crawling and lowering himself.

And when Secrito lays his nails, he grips the dagger back in his right hand that was on his mouth.

Running on three legs, its appearance even creeps past the unusual.

"I can't do it, you dog. You at least walk on four legs?

Secrito sticks his hook paw down as he curses the man.

It was a quick protrusion from me, but the three-legged man easily avoids it with irregular movements.

I see. Do you only have three legs and have a good small turn?

I'm crawling on that, so I can only stick it out downwards with a short hook nail on the reach.

Secrito strikes twice and three times, but the man gently avoids it.

And when he made his third attack, he turned to counter-attack.

The man stays in a position low to his limit, swinging a short knife at Secrito's ankle... no, there's no big move like saying swinging a sword. That sounds like an attack with a nail on your hand, just like Secrito.

The reach is very short, but there are few gaps where we can aim back.

"You depressing pests. That's a good fight with the oil bugs in the kitchen."

Still, there's no upset about Secrito, who's used to exchanging lives.

Avoid a man's attack with quick backsteps while sniffing with his nose.

Avoid all repeated attacks to the right and to the left in light motion.

This one is attacked again and again, but the man keeps attacking continuously.

While attacking four or five degrees, Secrito's back approached the mast and he ran out of escape.

"Hiccup!"

The man who sees his tall on the mast flies with a tall odd voice.

I can't back down anymore. Is Secrito going to intercept him with an unfavourable posture? Put the hook claw over his head.

Shh. I heard a short, loud breath.

"Did you think I'd cornered you?

"Become!?

Secrito lifted his body by poking his nails into the mast behind him, not his opponent.

The man's dagger sharpens the thin paint of the mast, not the secrito.

Secrito twists his large body in the air and pulls out his nails, falling directly from the top towards the man.

The man rushes to roll down the floor like a dog, his nails blushing his torso critical and piercing him to the floor.

What a pitiful way to avoid it, but it just looks pretty good to me.

"Don't you like nails? Then let's have good feet."

With his nails stabbed to the floor, Secrito opens his legs and kicks the rolling man's back vigorously.

"Gyee!!

The man rolled in momentum and rammed into the barrel pile.

Luckily the contents seemed to be vegetables and not fatally wounded, but he looked pathetic with all the leaves all over his body.

"Well, shall we come again? - I can't do it, dog."

Looks like we're gonna be okay over here now.

"Yikes!!

As soon as I thought so and turned my attention to the front, a woman like Chicken Gala was pounding her hands forward and jumping.

Both hands had hook claws, but claws on wrist-wrapped bracelets, not prosthetics.

Still, it's fantastic to see your hands sticking out and flying.

"Oops."

I twist my hips gently to avoid.

Now I thought the woman had to stick her face to the floor, but contrary to expectations, the woman crosses her nails and jumps once on the floor, standing on a cleverly thin strut as she twirls in the air.

"Kukuku..."

The woman has a creepy grin.

The woman laughs at me and I can't ignore her, so I'll give her back my laugh, too.

"Big deal."

If I had done the same thing, I would have fallen into the floor on my own.

Oh, are you making a lean body like chicken gallows to make that kind of move?

But that doesn't appeal to you as a woman.

The woman is seeing thighs and hesos because she is lightening her clothes to the limit as well as her body.

But on his thighs the bones emerge, hungry and dimpled, and he looks pathetic and unable to lust.

"Bullshit."

A woman comes in again.

I set up a dual crater and try to intercept, but they step sideways right in front of me and turn around behind me.

The only way to get around it is to run away.

Back off as you rotate your body, but there's no woman behind you.

"Mm."

Exactly. They poke at me and explore my surroundings, but I'm nowhere.

I twisted my neck wondering what was wrong and my vision shadowed.

"Was it up there?"

When did you climb the mast, the woman was falling from the top just like Ceclito earlier.

And I couldn't hear you climbing at all how light your body is.

The woman unleashes a thrust of her body at a rate that utilizes the power of falling.

This is inevitable, so I shake up the dual crater and play my nails in the belly of my sword.

"Yikes!

The woman blows straight up, like she flipped the fall track.

Because of the incorrect force applied and subtracted, the woman jumped higher than the top of the mast and for a moment stood still and fell off her back.

She panicked that if she fell like this, she would die, but the woman regained her posture in the air, grabbing her nails on the columns and ropes as she fell and managing to kill the speed, eventually taking a passive and getting up.

"" Phew... "

Me and the woman's breath of relief overlaps.

The woman stares at me and doesn't smile like she just did.

"There's a beast with only the power..."

A woman sets me up again as I say.

He crawls through the floor, jumps with columns, rides a barrel, and flies around between all the objects on the deck to launch an attack.

I flaunt it, play it, and watch the woman while I do not.

I didn't notice because of the unusual weight loss, but the woman is not even 150 cm tall.

Not on a decent body from the way you fight. You can see that from the way your body squeezes out of its normal orbit.

Seeing as the nail attack doesn't make it through, the woman stops her feet at height and shows disturbing movements.

I twist my body slightly and cast a dagger, perhaps playing a poisoned needle in the belly of my sword.

If you know your opponent is an assassin, you can look at it and avoid it to this extent.

Now let's resume our observation.

The woman covered her entire face with a cloth, but she saw her face bare several times in a violently moving clap.

My face lost weight again, just like my body, had some big scratches, and even if I pulled that out, I'm not a beauty in flattery. Instead, he would go in if he didn't look good.

"If you pull it into bed, it's adorable too."

A woman comes down right in front of me when I'm talking to her.

"I see it's a tough rigidity, but the speed... is my win"

"That's tough."

The woman sits back, crossing her hook paws and stepping on the wood floor.

Looks like he's going to stick it in at the highest speed and bring it into a speed battle to finish it off.

The nails are green juice...... definitely poisoned first.

Let's put gloves on.

"Kuku... what a clever thing to do, but that seems so far"

"Hmm, you're in trouble."

If you look at it, the man relative to Secrito says the same thing.

Looks like we've been pushed to the stern with nothing available.

Do you need backup?

Secrito, hide your laughter. He makes a desperately troubled face.

I just can't take any more time either.

"" Hyo!!

The assassins' oddities overlapped.

Woman jumping in at the best speed ever.

By the time I shook up my sword, I was already in between my hook and nail.

I see. Fast. This is fast.

With a stunned look on my face, I move to the left and slam my hands.

Avoid succumbing to the right-hand twitch with a flashing look.

With a praiseworthy look, grab the simultaneous left and right slashing with a hand with leather gloves on.

Cracked nails in three pieces are good to pierce, but brittle if compressed.

The woman's weapon was smashed and scattered with a beautiful aftertaste.

"Stupid!

Losing her weapon, the woman jumps back in a hurry.

This is also the fastest I've ever had again, but I'll stick to the woman perfectly and chase her.

"I don't like to brag about it."

I run away like a woman rolls, so I go around ahead.

"Maybe more than you."

It precedes the whereabouts of a woman who tries to get over a rolling barrel and jump out to the river.

"I'm faster"

Grabbing the woman's collar and attracting her, her lips open faintly and her cheeks swell.

The moment I put my strength in a woman's mouth, I slightly knock her neck off.

A needle blushed his cheek and flew away.

"Good night."

I gently kiss the empty woman's lips and then compress the carotid artery, being careful not to break her neck.

"but fu..."

The narrow neck tightened easily and the woman lost her mind with white eyes in seconds.

You had a hard time catching him without letting him get hurt because he's flying around.

Mostly enemies and allies. Mostly the guy mistakes me for a dull oak of power alone. There is a verse.

If it's a speed fight from the front, I'm faster than Celia or Nautia.

"- Operation Binomial. Him."

Three people in black who were around me attacking me all at once when I saw a woman lose her mind.

"Do it or something."

I flip the red cape for a spin.

The sight of the three attacking at the same time should have been blocked for a moment.

Enough for that moment.

The three flashes the dual crater as they give in to a gap where the movement is delayed for just a moment, cutting off one leg.

Step further and stop spinning, swing your sword up and cleave the back of your head from the other jaw.

A red and black blood splash dances high.

The other rushes to take the crossbow out of his nostrils, but I'm not around any more before the aim.

It's not too late.

I speak from behind the last one and stick the broken nail to the side of the man earlier.

The man blew black bubbles out of his mouth after raising his distressed voice and remained desperate.

Well, I got stuck out there.

What about Ceclito?

Seen, Secrito is driven from the front to the stern critical while preventing a man from attacking.

I take on the dual crater and speak up.

"How long have you been doing this?"

Then Secrito returns it to a sigh.

"I guess I did it together because you would try to catch a woman anyway.... Looks like you're done."

Saying, Secrito puts his back on the railing at the stern himself.

Now there is no escape.

"Give up."

The assassin man takes out a single dagger from wherever it is, and takes a perverse setup with the gnats.

But Secrito does not answer.

My spare time is over. You really wanted to kill me, so you don't need to have a conversation.

The next time you slap your mouth in vain will be at that moment when you kill your opponent.

Secrito's hook claws roll on the floor.

Not long after, he switches to a prosthetic hand where he can grip what he was wearing on his belt, and his double sword is gripped.

Secrito doesn't slap wasted mouths anymore saying, 'Here we go,' etc.

I just lift my mouth and kick the floor and jump in from the front.

Men have ever increased and lowered their posture, causing their bodies to twist irregularly.

Jumping in to finish off her with no escape without the two swords of Secrito......

"Ghan!"

He was sworded up on his shoulder and slapped to the floor without being able to do anything.

It's completely different from what we've been developing.

Overwhelming speed, power, and technology.

A kick enters the groin of a man who manages to pull out his sword and rise, and the sword decides on his fallen back.

Secrito's heel crushes the jaw of the man who looks back and at the same time his right hand is cut off.

"... ah, agu... ghu..."

The man seemed more perplexed than fearful by the one-sided unfolding of the battle so far.

"Operation number two -"

Three people in black come under attack.

Secrito takes the slaughter of the two left and right with a double sword, and sticks the sword out of his face just because the last one has done so, but Secrito responds nothing.

As soon as the tip of the sword stands against the eyeball, Secrito pulls out the power of his hands and takes a half-step back.

The thrust loses momentum, and the two, who had been stopped by the sword, turn forward to a sudden retreat.

Aiming for that momentary gap. Now Secrito sticks out his double sword and pierces his head from his left and right eyeballs.

"Ugh..."

One of the remaining people looks at Secrito in a stunned manner - his neck fell to the floor before, rolling in corn and falling to the surface of the water.

"Well... and"

Secrito bears a deep hand on his back, grabbing the hair of a man who was desperately crawling to the river while losing one arm.

"The battle is over. Now we can finally talk."

Let him bring a man to the stern railing and remove his left hand prosthesis.

"You're going to die here... but you're going to miss being scattered in the shadows as an assassin. Let's try one big splash, shall we? I wanted to give it a shot."

Gachari and his arm are replaced.

Was that arm... brought?

Its arm on a galloping, skinny chest plate...... a round tube that can't even be called an arm - a shaped sole commonly seen on a cannon row deck is pressed.

I guess the man noticed who he was, too. I try to get violent, but I get suppressed with one right hand.

In the first place, Secrito's arm strength is much stronger than that of a coarse man.

It's not a force an injured person can shake off.

"Put in the gunpowder, put in the shells... and put this lever..."

Secrito working slowly while deliberately checking one by one.

I thought I'd stop him, but the woman who fainted him started groaning more, so tying this one up is a priority.

Secrito tilts his neck with a colorful, exasperated grin at the man.

And most guys say it in a glossy voice that's going to make them erect.

"Then... na"

Secrito's arm sprays fire at the same time the lever is pulled.

And the roar...... not a peculiar sound on the battlefield where the shelling continues.

But rather than close range, some men were pushed to the chest and fired.

The man's upper body blows apart, and Secrito's entire body stains with blood.

Only from the waist down kept moving butterflies on the deck.

"Ugh."

Secrito, who was two jerks off, groans and shivers lightly.

I guess you didn't like it.

There comes Walla Walla and Ares soldiers back.

Apparently, they took complete control of the enemy ship.

"Yeah? The enemy was on board?

"The guy who looked up to get on the Han boat... but is he dead already"

Says like nothing while looking at the enemy's body.

There's nothing at all to worry about me and Secrito being targeted.

"Say what. You are a man recognized by the guildless. You can't be worried about Han."

"If you were in front of me, you wouldn't interfere in the battle of Han."

I hope you won.

One paragraph and looking around the whole thing, the naval battle is finally in good shape.

From here you will need a decent battle under the command of Secrito.

"Command me, please."

"Hmm. Then tell those assholes to listen to my orders."

Secrito wakes up from his trance and returns to the bridge.

But his pants were wet, and his thighs were dripping with viscous juice.