Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

"You're gonna show me that setup, which means you're gonna do everything you can, okay?

Answer Quon, who asks you to push in case, by shaking the cutting edge of the sword.

"Call me," and provoke me.

"Go, wait!

Then, Kuon smiles invincibly, turning his fist into a handkerchief and runs out at me.

The sound of a doddle and running through the slab floor, and the next moment, the footsteps disappeared.

It was an aggressive reaction. I saw a shadow appear in the corner of my vision, and my body moved.

A kick of quon passes over my head with his posture lowered as he crouched.

From me, the kick rolled out of the right side is of course Kuon's.

You know I avoided it. No, Kuon rolls out a thrust with a knife.

When I backed off a little bit, I walked in like a boxing infighter and stepped in my nose.

"Nah."

Waving the spear to shake it off, he prevents the pattern with one arm and releases a further knife poke.

Turning it against his torso to a large extent, avoiding the so-called matrix, he shook down his extended hand with a thrust.

Avoid the shrinkage method (mine is a force that just kicks the ground) at great distances while the upper body is being reversed.

"Oh?... I see"

When I fixed my posture while I was at a distance, my chest to the area around the heso scrolled slightly as if they had cut off my clothes.

Apparently, if you think you're bare handed and you look sweet, you're going to get hurt badly.

"What's the real shrinkage?

As I was trying to prepare for the chase, Kuon was looking at me and solidifying, still in the position where he waved his knife down.

"Huh?... Well, yeah"

When I respond that way, Quon leans forward, and the next moment,

Ginn!

A shock ran on the sword I protruded and sounded like steel bumping into each other.

"... it's not like you can do it by imitating your appearance, but be!

A thrust released at the rate of shrinkage. Quon comes to his arms to push him off as he is prevented.

I was cursing Jean in such a pitiful situation with a handknife rivalry.

(Jean's bastard, you taught me how to shrink!?

Shrinking is the technology that Sylvia used to replicate my power moves. Naturally, we only know each other.

When I asked why Quon could have been used, maybe (I'm almost sure) Jean told me.

Perhaps it was me and Jean's godson who got me into the exorcism.

It's roundabout and cumbersome, and most importantly, I don't care.

Not even my favorite sister or girl, I taught handsome people!

"Gu!?

Gently blow the quon with a tackle and open the distance.

Then, you understand that opening up the distance can be detrimental, or you try to wrap magic around your feet again,

"I won't let you!!

Stepping into the range of the spear with one breath, I release a thrust at a speed that won't even let the spear stay in my eyes with me upside down.

It's not the tip of the spear, it's the opposite, the attack in the stone-piercing part. But it's critical and avoided.

Still, I don't mind.

I step in, wielding my sword against Quon, who is trying to fix the collapsed position, gripping near the tip of the spear and releasing a thrust.

Perform such a simple operation as fast as you can, and this will end it, with enough intent to launch an attack.

Even though I say it is,

"Flying Swallow Legs!

He jumped up the tip of the spear to the scaffold, and he kicked me in the neck!

"Little guy!

They do things like light contractors. Well, based on your physique, I thought you weren't a power fighter, meeting head-on. He's as thin as a prince in a girl cartoon for a man's habit.

As I stepped in further with the kick on my forehead, Quon began to fall off his heels in the air as he changed his position.

"Eh!

Avoid it slightly off the body and slap him down with the belly of the sword.

Quon groans at the pain and makes a loud noise and falls into a slab dojo. When he put up a spear to pursue him further, Quon lowered his head and assumed the so-called dugout position.

"I'm here!

"To?"

I thought it was the same battle madness as Agniera and others, but surprisingly, Quon honestly admitted his loss.

And I was a little slapped because I was prepared not to finish until I did.

But did Quong sufficiently satisfy himself in the current battle, and I can't feel any anger or remorse in a single word he came to. It seems rather delightful.

"Uh... are you glad this is happening?

"Yes!"

Kuon's eyes sparkled in vain as he raised his face with momentum.

I have a feeling about it all over.

"Give Me... Make Me Your Apprentice!!

... I knew it. After all, this is how it unfolds. I sighed heavily as I looked down at the lowered quon even with my raised face.