Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

In Game Two, Game Three, the battle between Dragon Man de Ijn and the masked female knight Lune remained glued during the fierce battle.

"Humph!"

de Ijn advances as he plays his imminent sword at divine speed with his shield and body scales.

……

Against Lune was relative without moving a single step.

The sword of Lune's divine speed flies, stopping the progression of de Ijn, breaking his neck if there is a gap, crumbling the castle of his sword and considering the main circle, and de Ijn runs through the rain of his sword using his shield and the robust scales that surround him.

Later, when he said, he was forced to retreat by the sword rain, which increased in intensity, and de Ijún distance himself and unravel the march again.

The fierce battle between de Ijn, who retreats on the move, and Lune, who intercepts on the move, was, as I said earlier, in an adhesive state.

"Come on, this isn't gonna be the end of the game, though."

Ebsal pounds his tongue like he's bored.

The audience is cheering for a sweaty fierce battle in their hands, but it seems like a boring game for this bastard.

"Kha, what's with that chichideka mask, don't you fool yourself with a sword flying without moving? A bump between the sword and the sword is what Han-chun does!

Zappa whispers the liquor in the ladybug.

Unfortunately, that chichideca mask is a woman, no matter how you look at it.

"Wow... what the hell, alle"

Kuon, who can recognize what is happening in front of him because of his poor strength, is stunned by the fierce battle on the ring.

Countless swords released at difficult speeds even to capture with your eyes, dragon men who deal with them and move forward repeatedly.

On the ring it was turned into a battlefield in the sense of the word.

It was a war against countless armies, of armies storming single-handedly.

"Look at that, Kuon. … probably as strong as the three of us."

Evesar, who once fought me and beat me, and Zappa, who won this tournament four times in a row.

That dragon man and Chichide... the masked lady knights, like us, the super people who stuck one foot in the monster.

"... but tough, that scale"

The scale of the dragonman playing the flying sword. No matter how many times you take it, you won't be torn apart. I wrap my tongue around its iron walls.

"The dragon species and each other, that's too much for boulders, but they're tougher than coarse steel."

Unlike me, laughing fun is Ebsal.

"Aim in your eyes or in your mouth... I don't like it. I don't want to deal with you."

When I sighed, they strapped my wings from behind.

"What a boy! You already beat me!

This is Zappa with a breath of alcohol.

"Ugh... you're sober... let go of me!

When he breaks out of Zappa's confinement, Zappa laughs at the Guerraggera and drinks again.

"This drunk..."

"Aniki, Aniki!

As I sigh, Quon calls me in a small voice in my ear.

"Hmm? What's wrong?

"No, that de Ijn thing is about his scales.... Aniki can kill that scale too, right?

A small voice would take care not to let the other two find out.

"Well, if you want to kill me, you can kill me.... I just can't kill people."

I laughed bitterly at Quon tilting my neck if I didn't know why, and I turned my gaze to the ring again.

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de Ijn was in a hurry.

Bouncing the cutting-edge like a bullet with a shield and a deep red scale covering his body, de Ijn was in a hurry for an uncoverable situation.

(Thousand Japanese hands...... No, Cochirano Fang Ga, Disadvantaged Da)

Opponent with no movement to the creepy against the moving de ijn.

I can still afford my health, but I'll probably lose if I keep going like this.

Assuming, assuming. If it consumes magic or health to manipulate a sword released at a divine speed that is difficult to capture with this eye, we can still see the live path.

However, de Ijn's inquiry was telling of 'the early abolition of the enemy'.

(Daga...... ugh)

Run through the flying sword and approach the enemy.

- Zuggggggggggggggggggggggggg!!

(Gww!!

With the sword's onslaught unleashed at speeds beyond the speed of sound, de Ijn has no other choice but to retreat.

Even if the scales try to play the blade of the sword, the impact of the sword hitting them will be transmitted.

A sword that is finally released at a speed that is followed with eyes. The shock it produced was certainly damaging to de Ijn.

(Resistant elsewhere, no ina)

All I have is this limb, and mace on my shield, and armor.

If it does, there is no chance but to believe it and endure it.

de Ijn distance and took the stand of a thorough anti-war.

But...

"?... come nye?

The rain of the sword stopped. I don't know why. But the rain on that sword did, it stopped.

"... troublesome"

Bosoli and I heard voices. Did the other person send it out?

Then the opponent, who didn't move until it was hard, moved. Reaching out his hand to de Ijn, he showed him what he was doing trying to grab something, and at some point a sword was held in his opponent's hand.

The sword was a sword I had never seen before.

The length was as long as a long sword, but the sword had a groove running like blood, and a red light running through the groove.

"-" I thirst for my soul (Souldisaia) ""

Red light overflows from the gutters that remind me of my veins.

The light covered the sword, and...

"Avoid it OOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

So, de Ijn's consciousness was interrupted.

And that consciousness never came to mind again.