Price of Management

The shock waves surge like a hurricane.

The Duke of Meutt's soldiers retreated to stop them from occupying the walls, and the Horn Imperial soldiers, who were about to occupy the walls, returned to the Birinake siege tower. It wasn't a fight for humans to get involved in.

The Long Sword is the most commonly used sword, due to its proper size and weight. A two-handed sword, on the other hand, is a heavy weapon that is slow in attack speed, but has a single blow that is just as powerful.

Of course, if you climb to the ranks of the master of error, you will not be bound by the nature of such weapons.

But even the style of swordsmanship doesn't change.

Since I first practiced martial arts for the weapon, after becoming a master, of course, that style remained in my body.

If Duke Meutt is an example of an average test with adequate air-balance, the Grand Duke is an anomalous style that powers strikes.

There was nothing beneficial for Duke Meutt to fight a single blow against the Marquis of Great Gen.

Duke Meutt, who skillfully led the fight to his own pace, reversed the dangers in a daring move.

The Marquis of Great Gentile attacks as if to bite Duke Meutt without missing the flow.

Kuang! Kuang!

Duke Meutt combed properly and prevented the vicious attack of Marquis of Great Gen. The quietly started fight slowly began with a fierce clash.

The shockwave continues to erupt, shaking the entire walls of the Temple of Knight.

Bargaining and receiving the workshop, the Marquis of Great Gen suddenly spits it out without context.

“Kill me. ”

“I intend to. ”

Duke Meutt reacted without any sudden words.

“When I fought Caroc Ligand the other day, I would have died if I hadn't declared defeat. I was trying to figure out if that son of a bitch would really kill me. Heheheh.”

“Too bad.”

“At the last minute, I had a choice. Should I die like this or surrender? If he's alive, he could fight again, or he could have any chance, and death just keeps on coming. ”

“Why didn't you die? ”

Duke Meutt does not listen to the words of the late Marquis of Great Gen. I was focused on stopping the whole mind from attacking, and I was just taking it lightly.

The Grand Duke of Great Gen continued to speak to himself, not caring at all for Duke Meutt's answer.

“Once upon a time, I actually almost died. Stabbed someone in the chest and knocked the blood out with his bare hands. I've never been more dead in my life. ”

The Grand Duke swings a two-handed sword like a windmill. I wanted to hit Duke Meutt once more, but I turned quickly and aimed at my waist. Though the paint takes away the opponent's timing, Duke Meutt does not fall for it, but stabs the target in half a beat faster. The area I was aiming for was my chest.

The Grand Marquis twists and avoids.

Hence, the control of the attack has been passed back to Duke Meutt. Duke Meutt unleashes a small, rapid attack with irregular beats. The Marquis of Great Gentiles stopped them altogether without a single error.

“Strange. The moment your whole life was ruined. Sometimes some children kick the sand castle with their feet and smash it. It was such a strange pleasure. Do you understand?”

“I don't know.”

“Three years later, I became an error master. It wasn't hard. I was a crazy agent before, but that's when things changed. You could've just smashed me. You could've just smashed me with your foot. Heheheh heh.”

His voice grows more agitated.

“There's a big hole in the middle of my chest. Fill it up, fill it up, and get the hell out of here. ”

Kuang!

Duke Meutt's long sword stands between the two hands. At that moment, Duke Meutt twists his wrist and stabs Long Sword into the basket of defense. It was a top-notch technique that no unarmed man would ever want to take a chance on.

However, the great lord turns his head to the side and avoids the blade aiming for the glabella. Even though the Long Sword with the blade grazed the ground, there was no fear at all.

“Thirsty. I've lived in hell with thirst all my life. When can I fill this thirst? ”

Hmph.

Hearing that, Duke Meutt's movements flinched and stopped.

For the error master, the ‘fine’ was not fine.

Earl Great Gen quickly counter-attacks you. Duke Meutt has taken over the offensive in his hands in an instant.

‘This mistake. ’

Literally a mistake.

The Marquis of Great Gentile's words were so deeply dug into his heart that it was a small defect.

Earl Great Gen shrugs Duke Meutt's shoulder. Two-Hand Sword dropping into a dark trajectory!

Duke Meutt once again demonstrated outstanding moves.

The long sword was slanted and swept away by the Marquis of Rwandan Two-Hand Sword, while stepping on the side step of the ridge to the right. With simultaneous defenses and evasions, you are able to steadily turn the attack on the Marquis of Great Gen to no avail.

“Duke Meutt. You know how that feels, right? ”

The Grand Duke hurls his shoulder at Duke Meutt. Duke Meutt also bowed his torso, lowered his center of gravity, and was struck by a struggle.

I went into a struggle, shoulder-to-shoulder.

It was not an ordinary struggle.

A massive error strikes and pushes each other away, creating enormous pressure.

The floor on the wall between the two of you cracks.

In the midst of a tense struggle, the voice of the Marquis of Great Gen echoes into Duke Meutt's ears again.

“You feel the same way, don't you? ”

“A wandering jackal seeks my sympathy? ”

“It's a different shape. But I can feel it. That you're just like me. ”

“No one's as unpleasant as someone who says he knows me. ”

“Don't be ridiculous. Organ masters are a race like this. You have to immeasurably push yourself to the limit! There's no way a normal human could have gotten ahold of that. ”

The pressure exerted by the Marquis of Great Gen has increased.

Duke Meutt struggled with his two feet, and began to measure the timing of his withdrawal from this struggle.

“Neither Old Man Lomfel, nor the Grand Marquis of Halstein, nor Basque Kunt, nor you, are all one of the same people. ”

“That's a lot of generalization. ”

“Kuhaha! That's funny. I thought I'd never see this castle again. ”

Duke Meutt has nothing to say. It was a strangely key word.

The Marquis of Great Gene has spoken.

“What a beautiful fortress. I can feel the walls of this castle piled up with stones by stones. Perfect defensiveness. You've been perfecting it for decades, right? ”

“ ……. ”

“I can imagine what you must have thought as you built this Temple of Knights. ”

The unilateral words of the late Marquis of Great Gen have suddenly become a conversation. A word was said to help Duke Meutt.

The Grand Marquis smiles with his teeth bared.

“Waiting for the neck. ”

At that moment, you push Duke Meutt with all your might.

Boom!

In time, Duke Meutt stepped back. Still, Long Sword aims for the neck of the Grand Marquis. Even the Marquis of Great Gentiles retreat without pursuing him.

The distance of 5 meters between the two of them was narrowed in no time. It was because someone came at each other at the same time without first.

Kwaaah!

Fight again!

The long sword of Duke Meutt, and the two-hand sword of the Marquis of Great Gen., were also swirled at extremely high speeds, creating dozens of constellations. It was a light-speed brawl that has been repeated ten times as fast.

I couldn't catch my breath.

No fingertips, no toes, no unnecessary grouping.

The two fought fiercely.

As the fight intensifies, Duke Meutt's gaze grows deeper and heavier.

The great lord smiles ferociously, revealing his true colors, wielding a two-handed sword like a berserker.