Riot Grasper

In the Suaven Empire, discrimination against the subpeople is strong enough to approach the central imperial capital.

As a result, few sub-villages can be seen in the imperial city of Gran Bern, nor is it a comfortable land for the sub-people to live in, so few sub-villages can be seen in the vicinity of the imperial city.

In the corner of the region, far from the capital, there were many people who lived in seclusion.

In the southern part of the empire, Sir Ludwar, the lineage of righteous knights of origin, is the most powerful nobility, but it was also said to be a relatively easy land to spend for the subpeoples, as the predominant, Zaidric Ludwar, is a righteous samurai and not deeply inclined to such discriminatory ideas.

But not everyone in the Ludwar family can have those lofty ideas.

Lord Ludwar, with the Emperor's permission, has decided to leave part of the land he was ruling to his sons and daughters.

Tiamo and others, the daughter of Zydric, can be described as even more moderate than her father, so it can be said that the perimeter of Amorphas, the mining district she rules, is developing peacefully.

... The problem is that Van Ludwar is better.

When it was, in the commotion where Tiamo was harassed by his own brother - Van - this is what the leader of the Night Ringing Squad, who tried to prevent it from happening.

- Van Ludwar is a scumbag.

In a corner of Bredo territory ruled by Van, there was a small village where beasts and dwarves lived shoulder to shoulder.

It was a peaceful village where powerful beasts cut and plowed forests with axes, built houses, kept livestock, and the clever dwarves at hand went to sell them to nearby villages to make crafts and such, that's how they bore and lived......

But not now.

The house, assembled in wood, burned down with the flames, and you can't even see the livestock that was ringing idyllically.

There are places on the ground where something like red and black stain is formed, and you can hear a sobbing voice from nowhere.

"Something like this... that was surprisingly awkward. A subhuman hunt."

When I saw the villagers gathered in the square in the centre, a man dressed in luxurious clothing claiming to be a nobleman said that.

"It's also an interesting story that the most teething was the pedestrian escorts who were coming to the village. I didn't expect them to resist so much, even though it wasn't their own village. There was one guy who broke through the siege net and ran away, but did he capture him?

The man asks Van a question, a knight dressed in armor standing next to him.

"No...... I let a few of my men search through the night, but it looks like they haven't found it yet. I'm sorry."

"Hmm, okay. As a pastime for subhuman hunting, I enjoyed it there. Sometimes you can do anything by yourself... just tell your men to be on their guard."

"Yes, nevertheless... I never expected an invitation reply from Dear Andel this early"

Van, who often even behaves in a transgressive manner to his fellow aristocrats, seems concerned about this aristocratic man.

That, too, should be the name of the son of Minister Gilbaran, who is wielding authority in the imperial capital - Andel.

With the seven lights of his parents, he is so blinding that his eyes are about to blink.

During this time, this man exchanged an engagement ritual with Emperor Mihasa - exactly who he is.

"I was interested in the subhuman hunt your lord told me about. Life in Imperial Capital is boring and uninspiring. Sometimes it's not a bad idea to take a trip to one of these borders."

"That's good. Compared to the glamour of the Imperial capital, my reign of Bredo territory and so on is the countryside itself, but I would be honored if Andel enjoyed it."

In the ceremonial seat of the engagement ceremony, a place was set up for the nobles to welcome.

Van got a chance to talk to Andel there.

The man who would have the highest power in the future and Van, who managed to get close to you, shook up a topic that seemed to attract a lot of interest... Andel showed an interest in subhuman hunting.

If I had the opportunity, I would have invited you with me, but I didn't think Van would get a reply so soon either.

"So what do these captured subhumans do?

"Right...... it would be nice to take those who seem to stand on their arms as soldiers' trainees, and others, if sold off as slaves, would be a lot of money. You won't look very good if you put it in your father's ear, but you can do anything for a good reason."

"Hmm... Then you should do as your lord pleases later. I'm not in trouble with the money, I just wanted a stimulus."

"-... these scumbags"

Interrupting in such a conversation between Andel and Van was a dog beast man who had been captured in the square.

I guess he resisted when the village was attacked, scratched all over his body.

"Oh, hey, stop it, Arnold. Don't provoke me."

"Don't stop, Dore. How can such tyranny be tolerated? What's wrong with saying scum. Isn't this different from that demon clan..."

"Hmmm...... you were just an escort to a pedestrian who worked hard and fought hard? He said he's no different from the Demons... that would be kinda awful, wouldn't it?

Once upon a time, Andel walked over to Arnold, who was tied up.

"Demons are more like this..."

Arnold's head lying on the ground can kick up as much as he wants.

"but... yes..."

"Hey! No!

Even if Dore raises his voice to stop it, it's as if he's not hearing it.

"No blood, no tears! What a terrible thing to do! Don't even change your complexion! Flat out! You can do it! You don't... Nah!

The dull sound of cancer, gong, sounded many times, the blood that was creeping against the wound peeled off, and the blood spilled out again wet the potatoes and the ground.

"Gu............"

The neck bone was about to break momentum, but Arnold is still barely breathing.

"You guys were really unlucky. He came to the village at this time. Oh...... after a while, you still think the other one who escaped will come back calling for help? Is that why you're so strong?

Who the hell would you ask for help with?

Even if you ask the Adventurer Alliance and the mercenaries for help, basically they will never set things up with a regular army.

Even if the rest of my favorite people came to help, it would be a few at best.

"It's a waste. Master Andel is coming, so I've assembled some of my best soldiers."

Combining the number of elite soldiers Van has gathered with the number of private soldiers Andel has brought with him, that number amounts to nearly a hundred.

In a few, it won't be a battle.

"Ha... ha. The weak ones are herds."

"... oh, he wants a fly-like one for his fucking son who looks great with his parents' glory"

Following Arnold, even Dore, finally beyond the limits of patience, spewed out such words.

Dore, who purchases various information as a merchant, has an idea of who the man in front of him is.

... what is the most appropriate word to incite the man?

The suggestion was made that Andel stopped moving.

"Earlier, I said I'd like you later... but I've changed my mind a little bit."

From a sheath with gothic decorations, Andel slowly pulled out his sword.

"Again, let's keep these two dead here"

The moment the sword tried to be waved down relentlessly, as if to kill even the worm -

Someone of the soldiers screamed.

"- Enemy attack! Flying Horsebeast from the Sky!

… and.

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Faster... faster!

Following a request from Cecil, we rushed to the scene where the incident occurred, unable to take anything.

Fortunately, I have also been pointing my feet at Bredo territory for some time now with training, so I have some sense of geography.

I just wanted to ask Mr. Cecil for directions, but I told her to rest at the base because her injuries were not mild and she seemed pretty tired.

The wound is blocked by healing magic, so I don't think my life has anything else.

Knowing that Mr. Arnold and the others were in danger, Mr. Millet was terribly worried, but decided to ask her to see Mr. Cecil.

In Mr. Cecil's story, he's a lot of soldiers, and he's got a lot of work to do.

If so, rescue is preferred by a few elites, and no matter how tough the flying horseman Luke is, if he rides that many people, he will also slow down.

Instead, he promised to bring Mr. Arnold and Mr. Dore home safely.

"... I see it. Probably that village."

The sun hasn't set yet.

In the sky that spreads in front of you, you can see a thin piece of smoke rising from the ground.

By the way, I'm not the one who discovered it as soon as possible.

It was... an unexpected person who called out to me and Rim trying to get to the rescue.

Next to Luke, who is still driving at high speeds through the sky, winding side by side with a loser and big wings is the splendid Griffon - Luna.

The person who deserves to ride that flying horseman - only one such person.

"Mr. Alba, I'm... glad you could lend me a hand, but please don't find out you're a Demon."

"I know. I'll do as much as I can to hope."

Oops, I'm giving you a bigger hooded cape that can hide my face...... I'm a little nervous.

It was quite surprising, to be honest, that Mr. Alba offered to help from himself.

Sometimes, he seemed to be working with Mr. Arnold and Mr. Cecil, so maybe he was deepening his interaction before I knew it.

Maybe Mr. Cecil, who suffered a hand injury, asked me not to pursue him too deeply there.

Heh heh... some of the lights are surprisingly gentle - and to say that I licked it, I think I'm going to be skewered before I get to my destination.

- And well, let's just make it this far to relieve the tension by thinking about something that sounds like a joke.

Luke and Luna grabbed the ground with their feet almost simultaneously.

It was a steep landing from a high-speed flight, so make sure you slip on the ground with Zaza - it finally stops.

"What, you guys!?"

The soldiers seemed slightly bewildered by the visit from the sky, but have surrounded this one without alarm.

... I see. Looks like a pretty well-trained soldier.

I've Zach checked some skill configurations, but they all possess martial arts skills without leakage.

The numbers are also...... quite high.

If the guys staring at this one on the far roll fit in, it's an amazing number.

Well, thinking about what's going on... I found the face I saw among the soldiers.

No, it's someone I know, or someone I wouldn't want to remember if I could.

"Van...... Ludwar?

"Hmm? You know me? A strange face..."

Oh, this guy... forgot he put some hot soup on me in Imperial City.

I behaved like a beast in Mr. Gauss's shop, but Rim changed his attitude.

... Well, that's fine now.

The problem is with the burn marks in the village that would have been ravaged... the sub villagers that are being captured.

"Here, what are you doing?

I asked questions with a voice that included quite frustration.

"You don't seem to be a sub. Hmm... Is that the Adventurer Alliance card you're offering from the neck? On the contrary, I just wanted to ask you what you're doing here... okay."

That being said, Van states without breaking his dignified attitude.

"The subordinates of this village did not pay the taxes of the specified amount. On many occasions he ignored the grace he had visited in his recommendations and showed his willingness to defy them. For this reason, the imposition of sanctions by force and the admission of villagers as slaves were to replace the taxes they had defaulted on...... anything wrong?

We're just saying we did what we deserved.

Even if that's true, it makes me want to complain that it's too terrible a measure, but if you look at the villagers' reaction, you'll soon know that what Van said is untrue.

Besides, that doesn't explain the involvement of Mr. Arnold or Mr. Dole, who has nothing to do with the village.

"- That'll be enough, Van. I just said such pre-construction, and these guys don't look convincing at all. More than that..."

What has interrupted my conversation with Van was a man dressed in luxurious clothing that I clearly know to be aristocratic.

From the mouthfeel, you seem to be in a better position than Van.

"You've come on board, dragon rider...... how beautiful isn't it? Ambitious wings, deep beautiful eyes...... oh, it's really great"

Hey, hey, hey. Is this guy a good guy?

Aren't you, my Luke, very pretty?

"Hmm... from today on I'll be your husband. Thank you."

... Huh?

What are you talking about, this guy?

"You're here to help them, aren't you? Goddamn it... the Dog Beast Man was more prestigious, so I hurt him enough... you'd better hurry if you're going to treat him"

That said, the man pointed in the direction of the square at the tip of his jaw.

Clearly capture the two familiar figures from the gap between the soldiers surrounding this one.

Looks like Mr. Dore is safe... but Mr. Arnold doesn't move as a gutter.

"If only we could be defeated. You deal with all these soldiers, and you don't think you can win? Don't worry, even if you die, the horseman will take care of me."

- Two soldiers surrounding us blew up at the same time.

"Become..."

I'm not the only one who can't stand it anymore, so is Rim.

I'm sorry... I can't do this anymore.

I didn't think we'd settle this peacefully in a discussion, but this is too bad.

I was desperately trying to connect and stop Tochibago... but I can't do it anymore.

"Totally... I thought I was the most belligerent member of this group."

Mr. Alba leaks such a twinkle in a low voice and sets up a proud spear.

"Ko, kill me! Yay!!"

Such an ordinance sounded, and the soldiers rushed this way simultaneously.

With just three (* limes too), it's a completely ridiculous story, such as dealing with dozens of those enemies.

Moreover, the opponents are quite highly skilled soldiers due to their skill composition.

I can hardly resist, and it just ends ravaged before overwhelming violence.

- If it's normal.

"Hebu."

"Higu."

A special glove made from the hardest material called phosphorous dragon crystal (* a delicacy of Mr. Jig's whole body), which cracked every armor of a likely heavy soldier.

He won't be dead, but the shock should have definitely reached his gut.

I pulled my two swords out of my sheath while the two soldiers fell and fell.

There's just so many of them, another soldier is coming this way right away.

Setting up a double sword and dissipating the weapons that are poked out disfigured the soldier - kicking him in the thoughts without missing that gap, he involves some soldiers and blows him away.

"Hey, what are these guys!? Damn...... Magic Squad! Attack magically from the rear while we hold back! Not if you're afraid of misfiring at your allies! Him immediately!

I see... the soldiers seem to be trying to deal with it quickly too.

But... let's shower magic unilaterally from the rear, so that's not true.

"Rim!"

"Yeah!"

Mindfulness.

At the same time I scream, she jumps high and high, all at once into the rear magic unit.

"Hey, why..."

"Stupid...... no -"

I guess I activated the Big Sin Skill of Raging Eclipse - The Devil's Eating Armed Fighting Clothes (Firful Rondo).

The magic unit had no time to be revealing its surprise that the magic had suddenly stopped working, and was mowed of consciousness by the blow of the rim.

I am no longer afraid of magicians, such as magicians, whose magic has become unusable.

Some fierce men tried to beat him with a cane, but he blew up high in the sky like a leaf of a tree scattered in front of a typhoon.

- So, when the number of soldiers has fallen a lot?

"Wait! I'm Francesco! As one of the knights who gave his sword to Lord Van Ludwar of the Bred Territories, I apply to you for a duel!

To that voice, the soldiers around him stopped the sword for a moment. Maybe he's quite a well-known knight.

I see... just to say, you have pretty good swordsmanship skills.

I'm so sorry I can't take my skills away from you today by stopping.

"Hmm...?

What, I guess......

Behind my body I felt like... something pulsed dokun -.

Are you out of your mind?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Francesco and Yamato, who had rushed along with an angelic gesture, swung a great sword that was as long as their backs.

Receive it with a double sword and cut it back unsafe.

"Nooo, you little twat! Eat this!

... Indeed, they are quite formidable enemies.

But not enough opponents to struggle.

It's just that... if you're fighting this many soldiers, you're just going to get tired, and I'm more worried about you.

- The sweat nearly caught my eye, and where my vision narrowed slightly, my opponent's large sword swung down.

I didn't eat it properly, but it looks like they slashed a little around my shoulder.

Gingine pain penetrates the brain by transmitting the painful nerves.

"Stay on track... don't get on it"

As soon as that happened - my hands got hot.

As if even the roasted stone had gripped it.

... I've never seen anything like it.

- Do you want skills?

- Then reach for it.

... I thought I heard a voice like a phantom that I didn't know belonged to anybody.

Swing down to cross the two swords, crushing the enemy's large sword from the ground up.

"What the...!

If you noticed - I was reaching for the other person's throat.

Today, I realize that the number of times the Bandit's Divine Skills (Liot Glass Parlor) has been used should be at its limit, but I don't want to activate nature and skills.

When you succeed in taking away your skills, you are surrounded by the feeling of something warm passing on your body.

But this time, it wasn't that warm.

If you mean it in a nutshell - pleasure.

A tremendous exaltation dominates the whole body so much that I think my brain will melt.

"Ah... haha... ha"

What the hell,... this.

What is it?

I feel so good.

"Ha... it's the best, I feel"

I can't contain the sentiment of wanting to try the newly acquired power just now.

No... do we need to keep it down?

There are a lot of people around who don't mind slaughtering and killing.

Let's start with this guy.

"Hih, hih, no!

"- What! Are you stupid or I am!

Beat Francesco, who has already lost his temper of war, and then beat his own cheek pretty hard too.

"... tell me"

Danger. Danger.

... It's too early to get Rim to hit you.

Or I wouldn't be in this pain if she hit me.

"Hmm... can you say this is... a step forward?

I tried to focus my consciousness on my status to find out what had happened to me.

There has been a change...... should I still say - swordsmanship skills.

· Swordsmanship Lv4UP! ▼ Swordsmanship (Sworddoctus) Lv4

Sword Sacred Arts (Sword Doctus) - Rare skills that are rarely opened by those who have extreme swordsmanship skills. Fully superior compatibility of swordsmanship skills, but a slower increase in proficiency.

What is this... I've even changed my name.

Kind of, doesn't it look very strong?

"Hey, what are you doing! Kill him now! It'll take all the remaining soldiers!

Van yells in a voice like he was driven by agony.

Nevertheless, the number of soldiers standing safely had reached about half.

Rim is beating up a bat and a soldier while he's at it, and Mr. Alba seems to be speared together to get rid of a bunch of them, and at a distance, he's shooting out a soldier's foot with bows and arrows.

... All right. Am I going to try this new skill?

Physical enhancement skills have been working out since LV4, and I think I can manage to use Sword Sage Technique (Sword Doctus)...

I grabbed my double sword in anticipation of the soldiers attacking us on Van's orders.

Combine the black sword noir with the silver sword blanche and move to a twin bladed state.

"Phew."

- I exhaled lightly, tried to spin it fuzzy and slashed it away.

I thought I could handle enough weapons even when I had swordsmanship skills, but I'd have to say that was sweet of my perception.

However, just because my skills have been elevated to Sword Sacred Arts (Sword Doctus), I have not shifted in the fancy direction of breaking the ocean in one swing.

In one way or another, the vector seems to have evolved more inwardly - that is, in a direction that increases precision to the extreme.

A weapon can cause slight blade spills if the material is superior or carefully-maintained. If a strong shock is applied to that slight meltdown, it could be steel that you've worked out to work out, but it's something that really breaks in a surprisingly light pocket.

It is the high technology of weapons destruction that targets it, but this is quite difficult even in a one-on-one struggle.

Unlike destroying it at the mercy of force, it requires precise and precise movements, like machines.

But...

I broke the weapons of the soldiers that had struck me into dust in an instant.

"Ha..."

"You're lying..."

"A monster..."

He does not imitate his sword relentlessly to his opponent, who is in a round-hip state, but relentlessly waves his fist down to prune his consciousness.

As such, the situation, which seemed unshakeable by an overwhelming majority, had become the opposite in less than half an hour.

- That is, there's only two of us left.

Commander Van Ludwar and... only noble men I'm not sure about.

"Ha... ha... Phew... Exactly, I'm tired... but you can do it if you want"

"Then, stupid... that's all the soldiers there were... to these few... no way..."

"You're part of the knight's prestigious Ludwire family, aren't you?... then don't turn your back on the person who sold the fight"

Unstoppable with cataclysms and tremors, Van pulled his sword dangerously out of his sheath.

"Wow, I'm, like... they're not supposed to lose!

He casts a blow into the side of his stomach, sparing no more than half his strength.

Though beaten, it conveyed the feeling of several broken ribs.

"but...... ahh"

Yeah...... well, I don't give a shit about being hit with hot soup or anything.

Well... now all I have left is one aristocratic man who would have looked great if he had done it.

"Hi-ha, no, no, no! Wow, I'm not bad at anything. I don't know! I didn't do anything!

No... you just can't do that.

If I had been able to record a bunch of the ramblings earlier, I'd love to hear them in the loop playback.

Is that great attitude because I thought I was absolutely safe...?

"Wow, who do you think I am!

"Uh... and who?

"Oh, it's Andel!

Hmm?

Like I heard somewhere......

I'm... Amdel... Andel!?

Wait a minute.

I don't think so...

"Ha ha. Surprised? Gilbaran, the most powerful minister in the empire, is my father. I won't say anything bad. If that's all you have, serve as my men. That way I'll do more money than I can spend my whole life on! also, if you defy, you will turn the empire around against the enemy!

I see... I have a lot to say, but let's just say this.

I grab Andel's collar and pull him over.

"Hih, no, no, no, no! Or stop..."

"No, no, the strongest power in the empire... should be - the emperor, right?