I slowly descend from the stage watching Orto. He stares at the ghost figure as he floats. Murder... You look as if you're obsessed with something. Do you hate me from the bottom of your heart? If so, what the hell is that honesty that has been responding to us? With so much hate, you can smile uncontrollably, this man is, in a way, perhaps the most horrible monster.

Elves with swords gather around Orto. That number is roughly 20. I saw each of them with quite a few arms. Looking at them thinking it was a bone to deal with them all, one of them suddenly pulled out his sword and slashed me.

……

Slash on a piece of paper. At that moment, my knife was falling on his neck. The young elf slowly slammed to the floor with a surprised look on his face.

As if that were a signal, the elves pulled out their swords. Behind them is the queen waving her hand, making a move to get rid of something. Apparently, you're telling me to kill me fast.

I move slowly to the wall watching it. This eliminates the risk of being attacked from behind. "Secure your way out before you're surrounded," Eryl taught me, but at the same time, she taught me, "If you're about to be surrounded, fight behind your back." I never thought that the results of the special training at that time would be tested here.

Lifting his gaze, Meek and Sidi were moving beside King Elf. Apparently, he's protecting us both. He also seems to give orders to those around him, but he doesn't know what they are. It's just Sidi's staring at me beside him. I'm squeezing my fist tight and letting it go up and down into small pieces. I can see it in my hands saying, "Punish the villains".

I watch it with one eye and watch the elves move with the other. They were shrinking their distance little by little as they solidified my surroundings.

... Exactly, you can.

I roar in my heart as I watch them move. Because the placement was perfect. This will get you into a blind spot if you lose your posture at all. It's about them, even though they're protected in the junction. That measure will be well worked out. Don't be alarmed.

……

Two elves slaughter me silently. It's like we're both trying to put our swords on the upper level and break them off.

"Ha!"

The moment their sword was waved down, my hand was holding the pattern of their sword. Though it was out of time, it's a slaughter from the same upper level. It's not hard to cope with.

They're desperate to wield my arms. I don't care where they draw their swords. No use. I'm not letting go of this hand.

……!!

At that time, from between the two elves, a small elf progressed at an absurd rate. It holds the sword horizontally.

Gaan!

Something sounded like something tough bumping into each other. The moment Elf's sword tried to pierce my body, I jumped that sword with one leg.

"Gah!"

The tip of the jumped sword was piercing the face of the elf on his right hand towards me. When he wonders if he has let go of his sword, he falls on his back with his blood gushing out. I quickly snatched my sword and struck the small elf temples with the pattern of my sword.

……

Soon after raising his voice, he slowly falls down with his eyes cut open. Another elf looking at that with an incredible look on his face. Let the man eat a straight fist with my sword in his hand. As he bled his nose, he stepped back on his bumps.

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... the Elves will perish.

King Elf, Honnowaici, who was watching Linos fight, was feeling terror in his heart. The battle being waged in front of me was one man of a single race overwhelming the elves. No matter how many people have tried to fight, you will not be able to defeat him. To him alone as it is, the Elves will be defeated. As a king, that was something we absolutely had to avoid.

"Orto, stop it! Stop the fight now!

"Kill me! Kill the filthy man!

It was the queen, Wortkey, who was revoking her own orders. She keeps ordering me to kill her as if she had been floated by fever. Seeing how it was, he was trembling with anger in his heart.

... What the hell is wrong with you?

The next king has already made up his mind about the child she gave birth to. Meek himself is convinced of that and declares to leave the elves and live quietly. Nevertheless, he could not understand her thoughts of trying to fall into a human race until she hated Janis and killed her compatriots, who would or would not be guilty of anything.

... that guy is touching his mind.

Convinced so, he gives instructions to those around him to order her to return to his room. But most people don't respond to orders. Only a few female elves are confused by the smell. All the other elves are watching the fight. Besides, I sincerely hope that people will be defeated.

... everything is my mistake.

When he squeals so in his heart, he turns his gaze to his daughter, who is holding back beside him.

"Janice."

"Yes, Father."

You mustn't move here.

"Where are you going?

"I'll be right back."

So he took his own sword, which he had laid beside him. And at that moment when I was about to walk out, the sight of a man of the people, throwing a sword at himself, caught my eye.

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... Something's wrong with the elves' movements. Shortly after he defeated the three elves that had attacked him, those who had surrounded me all at once laid their swords on their sheaths and laid their hands on the knife that was resting on their hips. Will it be challenging the melee? It's a little troublesome, but I have a connection. Maybe I'm confident in speed, but that doesn't break my boundaries. What the hell are you going to do......

When I was thinking about that, I felt slightly murderous. Slight killer feeling in the strong killer swirling in this room...... It's so slightly murderous that you accidentally overlook it. It was only because I was sharpening my nerves that I could feel the signs of the elves all over my body.

It was a ceiling. Slight killing feeling from part of the ceiling...... I have a bad feeling about it. At that moment, the elves that were surrounding me pulled out their knives simultaneously and threw them at me.

A knife-like knife flying from all directions. I put up my sword and try to start dropping it, but I still care about that in the ceiling.

"Whoa!

I change my sword with a flying knife and throw it to the ceiling.

"Guh!"

Something falls off the ceiling with a small scream and makes a sound of dosari. There was a small elf falling, squeezing something like a thin tube. What the hell is it, what is it?

That's when I felt like killing myself over the head. When I saw it, I saw several small elves laying their swords from the ceiling and falling towards me.

"Shh!

Attack as you roll down the floor with your gobbles and get up quickly.

"It took you."

I hear voices from behind. When I tried to turn around, my body could be hugged with thick arms.

"O... ortho..."

It was Orto who was behind it. He looks at me satisfied with a creepy grin.

"Mou, Omaeha, Nigelalenai"

With a voice like I've never heard before, he whines those words.

BallyLilyLean!!

Immediately after that, something sounds shattering. Is this the sound of a broken junction, or...!?