Sevens

As it snowed, I stood with a sabel.

I'm wary of the other five, but my skills are slowing me down and I don't even try to retreat.

On the contrary...

"Supportive skills? That's really plain. You deserve it, don't you, Lyle?"

The person you provoke with a smile has a similar structure to me.

It's the same door, so the basics are together.

Exhale white and check your surroundings with your skills.

Who is going to set me up, and who is after whom?

If this one focuses on combat, he also needed to fight in a position that would immediately protect Shannon and Eva behind me.

I tried to make my opponent fall down with a minor injury, but the outlook was sweet.

(I can't believe the Walt knights and soldiers are in trouble so far)

Seeing my movements, the soldiers putting up to restraint have a serious look.

I hit the magic once, but there was also the toughness of just getting up right away.

The fifth generation will give me instructions.

'It's a pain in the ass to kill here. I'd avoid it if I could...... I didn't expect to run into you in a place like this. Besides, I'm starting to be aggressive. Lyell, if you add or subtract, these guys will poke a gap. Fight with the intention of killing you, too. "

If you kill him, you'll be hostile to him.

I was prepared to be ridiculed to such an extent, but I never thought I would run into Alfrate, my brother and apprentice.

Third generation says.

"A Walt soldier who's worked out well for generations is a real pain in the ass."

The soldier directly behind me took a step, so I react.

I poked that gap, and Alflate stepped in.

Attacks that are unleashed toward steeples in a row are more sharp than before.

Playing with a sabel, and sensing a soldier slashed from behind if avoided, with a second generation of skills, he flies straight back and pulls out his hips dagger with his left hand to pierce it without looking.

The place is thigh.

When stabbed deep, the target groaned, so he shot his right elbow straight into the other's face.

When the body is in an open shape, the alflate has stepped in, so I soften up the snow with my feet and blink it.

When the opponent's attack slackened a little, he played the sabel with a dagger.

As soon as you alert the other soldiers, Alflate takes the distance and puts a spell in your mouth.

"Sounds like magic is the same. Fire Barrett!"

When you sprinkle magic that is less powerful, but more immediate, around you, it strikes alfrets and soldiers because they target you with skill.

Soldiers who will be hit by magic and will be on fire will rise and distance as soon as the fire is extinguished with snow on the ground as it is.

One was bleeding from his thighs.

However, only the fireballs unleashed on the alfret have stopped in front of him.

It disappeared straight in front of Alflate.

(What? It's like being gripped)

Alflate seemed uninteresting.

"Alone? And let me compliment you for letting me use my skills. I was just waving my sword around like an idiot."

When I waved the sabel in front of him, Alflate restated.

When one of the fallen pressed his thighs, he was often tight with a cloth, doing first aid and taking a distance to crawl from me.

Given the amount of blood flowed, it would be difficult to join the fight anymore.

(Do I stay alert?)

There's Shannon in the back.

"We have to run! Lyell, we have to get out of here now!

"I know!

When I yell, two soldiers are slaughtered by me. One of the others went to collect his allies, and I threw a dagger at him.

One pierces deep into his right shoulder, the other slashes his arm with a sabel.

The sixth generation screamed.

"Lyell, do it for real!

When Vikri and her body react, it suddenly feels like she's been gripped in the right arm -.

"What!?"

I try to shake it, but I can't shake it hard enough.

In the second generation of skills, something felt tangled.

Doing so, Alflate slashed it in.

Immediately releasing the kick, a full blow enters Alfrete's belly.

An open mouth spit flies.

"Ko, this!

When he grabbed his leg, he pulled out a dagger that he lowered to his waist because the distance was closer and it was hard to fight on the sabel.

"I've been waiting."

Alflate grabbed my foot, and I kicked up the ground with my other foot and let go of my kick straight into Alflate's jaw.

When the feeling of being grabbed by the arm disappears, he makes a spin in the air and lands on the ground as it is.

Collect the falling dagger with your left hand, and I'll fall on my back and look down at Alflate bleeding out my nose.

Look at the dagger in my hand, and Alfrate screams.

"Or give it back! That's what Master Ceres gave me! Don't you touch me!

"This is not what you have."

Kick the Sabel Alfredo dropped, and I glance at the soldier treating my injured companion once.

I look at this one with regrettable eyes. The same goes for those who were injured.

I have not lost my will.

Then Shannon screamed.

"Lyell, he's got a lot of hands! Skills! Four grown from the back!

Shannon told me, and I saw Alflate.

I was told my arm grew, but Alflate just stood up. But there's nothing on the ground, but it's like I stepped on it - no, I was making marks like I held it down with my hands.

Nearly double the palm of a man. That was bigger than anyone else's hand on this occasion.

Fourth generation says.

"Invisible hands, do you mean? Do you have skills? '

Seventh generation, as I recall.

'The Baden family is, so to speak, a house that has generated strange skills. Did you do that because you needed to... so to speak, that was the back tissue. Invisible hands must have been needed in many places.'

How about an assassination or an assassination... a skill that seems to work dirty.

Alflate, holding his face with his left hand, stretches his right hand to the side.

The fallen sabel slowly floated into the universe, returning to the hands of Alflate.

Shannon trembled.

"He's got four arms off his back and he's free to deal with it..."

It doesn't look like me, but I guess it looks like Shannon.

While Alflate watched Shannon.

"Are your eyes special? Then we must deliver it to Lady Celeste... Lyell, I will take your neck. Chop, chop, chop bones..."

Alfredo's eyes on me were already rotten.

Before...

When I was a brother.

In the beginning, he was a gentle and strong man.

He spoke to me casually and taught me everything.

That's what makes me laugh ugly now.

"Ceres or... did Ceres make you do that!

Alflate responds to my feelings in my voice with invisible hands.

I don't see it, but I'm skilled, too.

A second generation of skills keeps you informed of the opponent's movements.

A lump of magic that could only be obscured could be recognized as an arm with Shannon's advice.

The snow that is falling is blown away by invisible hands.

But...

"It would be easier if you understood...... Earth Hand!

When a brown arm emerges from under the snow, it grasps as it is with the arm produced by Alflate in his skills.

I can hear the gibberish and the noise, but Alflate was suffering.

"This... I can't do it. Ahhh!!"

Run between the ground hand and the invisible arm and stab the sabel in the alfret.

Then...

"Lyell, his body is protected by his arms!

When Shannon said, I let go of the sabel and took my distance.

Off the target, but the left arm of Alflate is stabbed with a blade and bleeding.

Shannon looks disgusted and explains to me what's going on with Alflate's body.

"A lot of arms grow from all over my body, protecting me like armor. Besides, Uneune moved, my fingers moved wacky..."

Eva listens to that.

"How sore...... disgusting"

I felt the same way.

But Alflate waves his left hand and my servel is pulled out and floats straight into the universe.

"Oh, heavy. Were you using weapons like this?"

Looks like I tried to use it, but I had thrown it away if it was heavier than I thought.

As the third generation was convinced.

'You don't seem to have that much power. All the skills are troublesome, but I wonder if this is more like a skill to use than a fight. Or stealing?

And the fifth generation.

'Not even dexterity. I don't have the strength. It even expresses itself in the application of skills, but when Tane finds out, it's to this extent.'

I would have been scared if I didn't know, but also because of Shannon.

At the same time, I came up with a countermeasure to Alflate.

The situation was favorable to this one at once.

Alfredo was flickering at my dagger and wasn't able to concentrate. I'm sure you're desperate to get it back.

(If they had stolen the treasure ball, would it have been dangerous?

One carriage stopped at the end of the street as I tried to magically terminate it all at once.

- Nowem was worried about Lyell coming home late.

I'm waiting on the first floor of the inn, but there's no sign of me coming back.

"It's too late. It's almost dinner."

To Nowem, who puts his hand on his cheek and sighs, Aria tells him to chew on his beef jerky.

"I'm not a kid, so you're coming home."

At the same table, Miranda, sitting across the street, sighs when she sees Aria.

"You don't get tired of eating all the same stuff? Then worry a little. They say Lyell's family is in the king's capital."

Aria is proud to say so.

"You're just comparing what beef jerky tastes good. Besides, you don't have to go anywhere you might come across. I'm not the person I can meet to see."

Monica does not sit in a chair near everyone else.

You don't like Aria's attitude, with Bosoli.

"That's two kilometers plus more than we first met."

When Aria stares at Monica, she looks familiar.

Clara was reading a book, look at Monica.

"Monica is really awesome with everything, isn't she? How did you calculate your weight?

Monica was making a scene by teaching Clara how to calculate, but Aria said it was cod out.

Nowem waited for Lyells to return, and a man entered the inn.

"No, I'm here."

Guests who came to the owner of the inn, etc., paid the price as it was. Is he a regular, or does his husband feel like he could be a regular?

"Is something wrong?

"It's a fight. Fighting. There was a lot of noise about knights and adventurers slaughtering each other and five to one."

When Nowem stood up, he immediately stopped by the guest.

"Excuse me. Where did the current story happen?

The other man took a distance when Nowem approached him.

He seems more overwhelmed by Nowem's serious look and atmosphere than scared.

"It's not the front street, it's the back street. Where there are so many singers, I was wondering why they were fighting in such a place... do you know them?

When I hear that, Nowem pops up.

Running out the inn door, Aria and the others rushed after him...

While it snows.

Ceres, wearing a white, fluffy coat, stepped on the ground and appeared before me.

The skills you've acquired tell me to be on maximum alert.

Now that I have acquired the skills of my ancestors, I understand the anomaly of Ceres.

Behind me, I guess Eva understands Shannon holding me and shivering.

"Who are you"

When I set up my dagger, I understood that I was trembling.

I can't stop trembling.

More than ever before, I can understand the existence of Ceres. But that plants more fear on me than I ever felt before.

Eva squeaks.

"I'm not a person. What the hell..."

Ceres looks sad to read up even in the play dialogue when she puts up her beautiful golden hair.

"Isn't that the way you put it to your sister, who's reunited? It's sad. It's really sad... and if you take a leg when you hear there's an elf singer on the subject, you can't believe you met the guy who kicked you out of the house. He was alive? I wish I had died."

The last one said couscous laugh, die on me with a cute look, etc.

Alfrets and soldiers gather under Ceres in a hurry.

Even though he was injured, the knights who were on Celeste's side stared at him, forcing him to go to Celeste's side.

"You can't even satisfy yourself, you filthy Walt family!

One of the ministers, once respected as a knight, was making the wounded soldiers curse.

The seventh generation looked at Ceres.

'What do you mean? Is this Ceres... someone else!

The third generation was running out of room for the usual when they saw Ceres.

Lyell, can you use your skills to get away from this place? Take the two of you and get the hell out of here. "

Before.

I challenged Ceres not to get kicked out of the house.

Now he has experienced growth three times, increasing both physical and magical strength compared to before. But I didn't get the impression that I could win.

Smaller than me, luxurious Ceres.

Thin limbs and necks are likely to break if not handled delicately.

A smile that laughed innocently was more childish than before.

As he glances at his lips with his fingers, he puts his finger on the lip of Alflate, which is as close as it gets.

The trick seemed luscious and very unlikely to be under my two.

I know because I went outside.

Ceres is not a person...

Ceres says to Alfredo with a smile.

"Alfreto, thank you for your hard work so far"

"Dear Ceres, I... Huh?

Shannon said, "Hih!" and a small scream, and Eva was also out of sight.

When did you pull it out, Rapier, embedded with yellow balls in the pattern, is held in Celeste's hand.

When Alflate fell to the front, Serres' Rapier had blood on him.

The snow on the ground of the fallen Alflate is turning red.

Alflate's face was pointing this way, but it wasn't in my eyes. I'm just looking at Ceres and smiling.

And slowly Ceres lifts the rapier.

"Wipe."

"I'm home."

The knights wipe away the blood on Rapier, but they haven't seen Alflate as one.

The wounded soldiers were also just watching Ceres.

And there's Ceres smiling.

"Uh-huh, I'll deal with you today, so I won't kill you. So you work for me."

"Yes!"

"Even in lieu of this life!

"Dear Serres!

"... SE, Dear Ceres"

One of the soldiers I stabbed in the thigh was watching Ceres as he seemed to suffer.

Then...

"Oh, look terribly blue. That's painful...... come on"

When you exit the wounded soldier's face with your left hand, you can hear the cockroach and bone breaking as it is on the spot.

The soldier with the broken neck had a happy look on his face.

Turning his gaze around, the wild horses were gathering.

But everyone is in love with Ceres.

"Why..."

The fourth generation tells me.

"Lyell, is that your sister? Are you sure that was my sister?

The sixth generation was the same.

'The monster the first generation said... we didn't seem to understand it in the true sense, did we? It's too dangerous.'

My ancestors, who are not usually very vulnerable, look at Ceres and tell me to get away with a sense of crisis.

The fifth generation screams.

'Coming! Don't spare me!

At the next moment, Ceres was coming right to my side and looking up at my face.

Trying to get a distance, they can't step back.

Cold chills strike my spine as a zowazova.

"Huh, did you get a little stronger? Plus I have eight skills...... that's funny. Although the quality is worse than the treasure balls I have. You deserve to fail. You deserve to fail."

Poor quality. That's what they told me. I stare at Ceres.

I felt ridiculed.

At the same time.

(This guy said he knew how many skills he had. More of a "failure” than that!

I feel like I've been ridiculed for everything I've piled up - everything I inherited from your ancestors.

Ceres' eyebrows react pickly.

"Oh, are you angry? I knew I didn't like you. Look at me. I'm not captivated... Oh, that kid's sure."

Whether Ceres was more interested in Shannon than I was, he immediately moves to grab Shannon's hair and throws Eva away.

"Cah!"

Shannon was resisting the jitter to Ceres grabbing and lifting his chin.

"Get off me! Get the fuck off me!

Ceres smiled.

"That's cold. You spoke so much to me when I saw you before. Most of all, you're starting to look a lot better. Have you grown a little? Oh, yeah! I wonder where your sister is. Beautiful sister. I wanted a sister like that. But now I'm worried about your eyes too... hey, that's it"

"Yes, no, no!!"

When Shannon screams, I reach for Ceres.

Then Shannon was thrown and blew away as it was.

Ceres looks at me and Shannon and laughs at Couscous.

And he was stepping on the head of a fallen Eva.

"Ha, let go..."

You look like you're just treading lightly, but you can't get out even if Eva, who is bigger in body than Ceres, is desperate.

"You don't have that much prettier voice than I was hearing. I'm still better off, right?

With that said, the knights and soldiers around him affirm to Ceres.

"Yes, Master Ceres' voice is better than the savage elves there"

"I don't even have to compare it"

"I feel rewarded to be a knight just because I can hear that voice"

Ceres put his hand on his mouth.

"Yes, thank you. I don't even need this."

That's what he said. He kicked Ava in the direction of me and he flew.

Eva's arm, groaning, was heavily swollen.

"You... what are you going to do? What a right to do this!

Put the two of you on the ground, I got up.

Feeling the murderous gaze around her, Ceres had a little thought of letting her hair play with her fingertips.

Only once my gaze turns to the yellow balls.

"Right... because I inherited everything. You don't get it. Yes, I'm sure you don't understand."

With Celeste's hateful gaze, I set myself up.

Rather than yellow, the seventh generation says, seeing Rapier embedded with a golden jewel.

"That ball... is it Xenoa's? You took my wife's treasure! What the hell! I should have kept those strictly! I didn't even let Myzel know!

The seventh generation is confused, but the owner of the treasure ball is your wife.

I remember what the seventh generation used to say.

Agrissa, who was a beautiful woman of the Dungeons - more than three hundred years ago, the descendants of a clan that destroyed the country were grandmothers, Grandmothers Xenoa.

"Your grandmother's treasure balls..."

When I shrugged, Ceres moved her cheeks pickly.

"Did you know? I knew it was. That's why I hate it..."

Celeste looked up after she leaned over and saw the blue treasure ball that was falling down on my neck.

"Still, those blue balls belong to your grandfather, right? Where did you steal it? No one will use it even if there is one. Oh, but... there was that old man."

They told me I was old, and I remember Zell for helping me.

Seeing how I react, Ceres says it sounds funny.

"He was already dead. I burned every cabin out of the way."

When I heard that, I used my skills to the best of my ability.