Sevens

- Many of the adventurers, called first-rate, naturally used their skills, as well as skills by their magic tools, and multiple skills.

Some build only one powerful skill, but it was a special example as a profession. Adventurers on the run. The four adventurers, including the leader, were aiming to Baym by trying to avoid the group waiting around them.

Beginning with the leader, everyone was using physical enhancement system skills with skills and magic tools. The four of them were armed, throwing away unnecessary baggage and running. With strengthened flesh, speed is even faster than a constant runs.

We were also fortunate that they were all the main players in the party and aligned themselves with leaders, reconnaissance, avant-garde and wizards. It's well balanced, and if you can't do it for a group of some size, you can cut through. That's what the leader thought.

"Let's hurry. If we get out of here..."

An adventurer specializing in reconnaissance, who was running in the same way, struck his tongue.

"- Shit, leader, chaser. I'm totally catching this one. You're alone."

Leaders who are told that they are accurately supplementing their position and speeding more than themselves make judgments there.

"Any other chasers around?

"No. It's working alone. Maybe you're confident. I hope you're just an idiot... it doesn't look like you're on my side"

A man with a big sword like a chunk of iron as an avant-garde reached for the pattern.

"Hey, then why don't you knock it down before they catch up to you? Better than being caught up and attacked, isn't it?

He's a rough guy, but he's also right. It was hard to think that the opponent was more than ourselves when it came to fighting. Even labyrinths are twice as big demons as people, and some are many times faster than people. Adventurers fighting those demons.

I was also naturally confident in my own arms.

A wizard man held back the opinion of a man who was avant-garde.

"You're better at waiting and attacking or defending than showing your back poorly and being shot with magic. You can deal with it while you run, but there will be damage."

Says the leader.

"... all stop. Put up your weapons."

I chose to wait, and when everyone stopped, I took the weapon. The leader showed two proud swords - in both hands and a duplicitous structure.

When the man who specializes in reconnaissance says, "I specialize in it," he confirms the plant, and takes the crossbow out of his back.

A man from the avant-garde stepped forward just a little more than the leader, pulled out the great sword and took it on his shoulder. When the wizard sets up his wand, he begins to prepare his magic.

Everyone secured their own time and showed a move to wait for the approaching reaction.

A man specializing in reconnaissance informed everyone of the situation.

"Coming...... from over there that's a little hilly. Five, four, three, two... here I come!

A man specialized in reconnaissance pulled the crossbow trigger when he saw one adventurer run out of the hill. The golden crossbow is a mechanism that allows you to load arrows immediately.

As soon as you release the arrow, load the next arrow. The wizard screams.

"Lightning!"

A blue and white flash was emitted towards the enemy. Instead of aiming for a point, he was unleashing magic across a wide area, swallowing quick enemies, and clashing to the ground to raise earthsmoke. Four people feel the explosion and tremor, but they don't get distracted.

A man specializing in reconnaissance screams.

"Not yet! Coming!"

Four people saw a man unleashing an arrow and jumping out of the smoke. When the hood came off, there was the figure of a young man with blue hair and blue eyes.

"An enemy general!

The muscles of the avant-garde man with the great sword thrive, and he pops out with the great sword with one hand. The leader also stepped in and tried to step forward. Then Lyell, who had no gain, grabbed the blue jewel on his chest with both hands -

Avoid the magic unleashed, and the adventurers who were chasing them as they jumped out of the smoke were waiting.

When I try to wrap the treasure ball around it and grip it with both hands, I hear a fifth generation of voices coming from within the treasure ball.

"That's your first show."

A blue light was emitted and a silver dagger was held in my hands. A fourth generation weapon, a dagger, rises with my hands as a silver dagger.

The reason I came all the way out here alone - to fight a first-rate adventurer. With all that strength, the historical masters admitted it.

Normally, we can handle it if we surround ourselves with any strong person. Even if reinforced with skills, it is difficult to be intact if surrounded. But if you can break through unharmed even in surrounded circumstances?

I possessed more than one such skill.

Among them, the skills that the fourth generation left me -.

"Full Drive"

When you squeal the skill name, the movement around you slows down. Skills experienced within the treasure ball, but when used, this also grinds down the magic.

I avoided the attack of an adventurer with a great sword that popped up in front of me, thinking I couldn't use it for very long. It looks like the first time, but still a quick slaughter that is swung down from the upper level even involves ambient air and eats heavily into the ground.

I moved sideways to avoid it, but soon I pulled the sword out of the ground, swinging it sideways to hit me with dirt, etc.

I guess I can handle it when it's avoided.

Seems like a pretty good adventurer as a simple reinforcement system and an avant-garde with the skills to compensate for it. Even though this one is moving quickly, it's also amazing how well it can react.

I guess in the labyrinth he slashed in with avant-garde and was a dependable adventurer.

"One."

But the dagger of both hands thrown at him pierces the head and chest of such an adventurer. From adventurers who didn't know what was happening, I turned my attention to adventurers located in the rear.

Three left.

A duplicitous man, supposedly a leader, and an adventurer with a crossbow at the rear, were releasing arrows towards us. But the most troublesome thing is the wizard.

You won't be bumping into extensive magic while you have allies, but you still needed to crush them first.

Rushing out and opening his hand, a dagger appeared there. The duplicity of daggers - it was the fourth generation of that style, but it wasn't like I only had two daggers for anything.

A number of daggers appeared on my back, floating like circles, each spinning. I'll come to you if you remember.

He waved the sword he had in his left hand as he tried to pass on the left side of the leader-like man. It reacts fast and everyone seems to be a certain level of adventurer.

When you play with a dagger and go to the wizard, pierce your chest with a dagger for each armor you were wearing.

"Two."

A man with a crossbow who was lying next to him, he unleashed an arrow.

Slowly avoid arrows passing beside you, approaching a man with a dagger and a crossbow. Then he pointed his left arm at me.

Looks like a hidden weapon planted in your arm. He cut off his arm with a dagger for each plant and stabbed a dagger in the heart on top of it.

"Three."

But that's where the flow of time around me slowly returns to normal.

A leader-like man was bewildered to see what was going on around him. A man with a great sword falls on his back, spits blood and collapses to the ground feeling that neither the wizard nor the man with the crossbow is pierced through his chest and can understand why.

The leader with the sword in his hands, look at me.

"What... what have you done!

A dagger pierced by the adventurers returns to a line of daggers floating like circles behind my back.

The third generation has spoken out of the treasure balls.

'I guess I could have gotten to the end if I couldn't... but I guess this is the place. Lyell, one-on-one, but don't be alarmed.'

"Yes."

Saying so and holding the dagger in his hands, he ran toward the leader like a man. You thought they wouldn't get away with it, too, and you're running towards me.

The comfortable manipulation of the sword in both hands is not a way to defend one side, unlike the fourth generation, but a style in which an attack is carried out on both sides. Close to me.

When I approached him, purple electricity was running on his opponent's sword. When he takes a slash, he feels numb in his hand, releases a dagger and takes a throwing distance.

"Let him go! If they don't even take the distance!

Opponent's skills, or the effect of the magic appliance? There was purple electricity on the two swords, and I concentrated on avoiding slaughter.

If you accept it, you will be paralyzed and thrown with a dagger in your hand. But...

"To that extent!

"Oil?"

I was supposed to stab him. The second generation of skills - Select - was definitely targeting the opponent's steeple. But the dagger slipped like a slipper without piercing. A leader-like man who was slightly slacking his body to the side and wearing rounded armor.

But when the dagger slipped, I saw something like liquid.

The leader, who has begun to discharge purple electricity around him, comes packing his distance to catch this one. The grass that was growing on the ground was burning, and some of the grass that was blue was burning.

Throw a dagger with both hands and your torso will be empty when your opponent waves the sword to play it.

He pulled his pistol out of the back hip holster and interrupted the use of other skills before releasing the gun.

A magic tool, a pistol pushes toward a leader like a man when he releases a bullet forcefully.

But...

All six bullets had stopped in the form of penetration into the opponent's armored surface.

The power of a pistol, a magic tool, has the power to penetrate even demons with hard skin. No, it's powerful enough to blow it away. It looked like it was absorbing that power.

"Even the flying tools - but!

A leader-like man stepped in, so he jumped off aggressively. Gradually, purple electricity is gaining power, and the sword is starting to glow.

Even if I avoided it, the surface of the clothes was burned with violet electricity, which produced a burnt odor.

"It's your fault. I lost so much gear with my people... yours!

Half the time, he looked like he was attacking me to throw himself away to hit me with anger. I throw daggers one after the other as my surroundings burn and the ground turns black.

A leader-like man who plays them, and lets them slide and blows everything around him.

"It's no use! No matter how much you attack like that..."

"- I'm sorry. This dagger is specially made."

All daggers were positioned around him, but when he raised his right arm, he rose and pointed his sword tip at the leader like a man.

And when one after the other is released toward the leader, the leader-like man, attacked simultaneously from all around him, tries to judge them all.

Even if you play it, the daggers rise again to attack. A leader-like man who sees a rush for an endless series of unseen attacks.

I prepare magic. He bought time to unleash magic with his right hand against his enemies, and used his greatest magic.

"Flameburst"

A giant firepillar emerges around a leaderlike man, and it winds into a flaming storm as it is. When it exploded as it was, it blew the perimeter.

Shield as the dagger rotates to protect me. The enchanted shield was also used to withstand the impact, and a crater was formed around it.

Powerful, too, but it was necessary to seal the opponent's movements in order to require that much preparation.

In the blown center, a leader-like man with a sword was on his knees. Looks bearable, but he had burns all over his body. Half my face was in terrible condition.

"Will you stand that one"

"... cum"

Leader-like adventurer who fell unbearably. But there was no liquid on that surface. Did you lose it in flames, or is it the effect of skill? I can't judge you till the end.

And the other person says, holding his breath.

"Why? So powerful... why was the Alliance after me? If I had known, I would have had a different means."

From an adventurer's point of view, you should have assassinated me. In fact, I guess I meant to. But from the guild, you can't assassinate me with a baim. My reputation, and circumstances didn't allow it.

The leader in front of me looked like he didn't understand it.

"Is it an excuse to raid people's companions and get paid back"

Then the other person laughed out.

"Ku, ku, right. Yes, it was. I just got paid back. Sounds like me. Last one. I forgot when they said it was top notch etc. I'm the bottom piece of junk.... no matter how far up I stay on the bottom... what do we do with our corpses"

"I'll expose my neck. It's a show."

The adventurer who heard that was laughing a little "then in better condition. The burns are terrible and embarrassing," he even begins to joke.

"Hey."

The eyes of the adventurer have lost their light, and their voices are dwarfed if they can't move anymore.

"Something?

"I can't help being stripped of my body. I lost. Take the magic, too. I've done the same before. But take this..."

Seeing it, there was an undisputed dagger for a leading adventurer to have.

"I also have a man who had a crossbow. I need you to retrieve that too. It's a crude product that won't be gold, but it's important to us... you just have to bury it. Anywhere, just... five in all"

Breath-taking adventurer.

When I took the dagger, it wasn't rigged or anything. When I pulled it out of the sheath, the letters were engraved there. Old but cared for, the letters were engraved with the name of the party.

The third generation, look at Sole.

"Memories with my buddies when I ran out, I guess? Damn, you're my enemy, but I'm asking you for trouble. What are you gonna do, Lyell? '

I looked around. Adventurers blown away by my magic. The man who had the great sword was blackburned, and the adventurer who cut off his left arm was blowing up but not burning.

"... I'll let you collect it. Five in all? Ask the Valkyries to find it in the collected luggage. It won't even be gold, and if we find it, we'll bury it in the same place."

Mireia told me what I was doing.

'I don't think you have to? It's a matter of Lyell's feelings, so do as you please. Things are going exactly as planned, so it's no problem if you like it as much as you want.'

My behavior seems superfluous. But if it doesn't get in the way of the plan, you can go. On the contrary, don't stand in the way of the plan.

The seventh generation squeaks disgustingly.

'Huh, this is what happens because I've honed all this technology and I've always spoiled myself for the adventurer. If you were an officer in a house somewhere, there would have been a different path.'

I agree. But not everyone can live smart. I haven't chosen a smart way of life myself.

It's no surprise when you're going to follow the same path as the adventurers you defeated.

- Lyell had popped up, and Ludmila was sitting in a simple chair without interest and giving instructions to the surroundings.

If there were mercenaries and adventurers involved who had escaped, the East Branch would have generously welcomed them in and disposed of them otherwise. From time to time, I even deliberately let him get away and head to Baim.

Lyell gave me command, Ludmila, but if I had decided to do this, I was free to instruct.

"Give me something I can take. I wanted to see Lyell's strength with these eyes."

It was Airhardt watching the queen sighing like that. Damian and Maxim were in action with other troops, and Airhardt was helping Lyell with a hand-held rash.

I was going to work for about the amount of magic I got. I have received a good amount of money from the source by accompanying me on a contract. The collection of the magic apparatus was a right for Lyell, and some of it was a little distracting.

When you gain knowledge as an adventurer, you can quite understand the value of the magic tools. Obviously, it's more than a thousand pieces of magic in gold. I'm not so ignorant of Airhardt that I'm just honestly happy to have it.

Isn't this why you're asking me to do something terrible? I thought so.

"No, you can do it alone, so you can do it alone, right? Or can you stay here with the queen?

The knights and soldiers around him also nodded small to Airhardt's question. Then Ludmila pulled out her sword and pointed her sword tip at the side of Airhardt.

"Hey, I'm still the queen of this. We'll lose that position in a while, but we're still royal, right? Watch your mouth. If it was a public place, it would have slashed its neck off."

"Yes! I'm sorry!

When Airhardt apologizes, the long sword that was stretched shrinks to its original length. And it doesn't seem funny when Ludmila sheaths her sword.

I was just kidding.

I shrugged.

(It doesn't sound like a joke at all. You wouldn't laugh at a joke or anything about a guy with power!

As Airhardt was angry inside, one of the knights approached him.

"Dear Ludmila, There is a group coming from the direction of the forest that seems to be on your side. Apparently, Galleria and Russowerth's troops are on their way here. It seems that the representatives of both countries are here, and they say they need help here."

When Ludmila stood up, she walked out with her sword in her charge.

"Galleria and Russowerth? Was she a World War II maiden? I heard you were coming, but I'd like to see you. I wonder how many women are great."

Hearing that, Airhardt thought it might fit the morale of a lady. But one of Airhardt's buddies grabbed Airhardt's arm, as I recall.

"What the fuck?"

"Hey, go first! Indeed, the representatives of Galleria and Russowerth!

I remember Airhardt, too. Indeed, rumors spread that Lyell had spoken out on the battlefield, etc. The cold sweating airhardt.

"... hey, womens jay's training ground, are you scared?

My fellow Airhardts managed to escape the scene.