I'll cut your nose off with a dagger!
The noble soldier swoops in with all his might.
Oh?
But this was pretty amazing.
I didn't use one or two swords like Sunbae. Zagmachi the Apostle. I showed off my four pronged swords, swinging my swords.
A variety of attack routes that are difficult to replicate on the arms of primates.
‘Heh.’
It was a trick that could be performed because he was a mountain wagon with multiple tentacles on his torso.
I've been in a lot of fights so far, but I've never seen [Oops] swordsmanship before.
‘Lack of rotting weeds 25307;). Bluffing.’
With a quick glance, I know the target's markings.
‘My back and forth are real... The Tribute on the left. The Tribute on the right. The sword on the left is faster. Okay, so if this is blocked on the left, I'm going to dig the other way. ’
- Khh.
The messenger groans as if he was overwhelmed.
- I heard they boil ramen in three years. Zombie Kim. Now we're talking.
‘That's the marshal. Uncle.'
- Who said anything about you?
Anyway... What should I say? This.
‘It's odd that the difference between simple races leads to discrimination in swordsmanship. ’
Isn't that obvious?
Yeah, but naturally, when you hit them naked, it's kind of weird. Hmm. This is really Samaritan martial arts. Won't it help to refurbish the Shaman...? ’
- What, you're studying snail swords now?
‘I see.'
I leaned down skillfully and dug deep into the gap between the herbs. Then I used my left foot and my right foot to gently swipe the hillbilly's sword.
- Lime?
The nobleman looks frightened and stutters.
‘I'm sorry, son.'
You don't even have to fight.
‘It's a matter of the engine before it does. ’
The mountain warrior doesn't know how to use an error, or he doesn't know how to spill it to the blade beyond the Tentacle. I was rated [as talented as running the internal affairs] by the deputy director. That soldier was just impossible to follow me.
No matter how good a horse rider is, he can't fly faster than a rookie pilot.
I even graduated when I heard I was a beginner.
- Evil God! Lime! Give me strength!
The nobles wield their swords even more fiercely. But it didn't work. The nobleman couldn't cut off one of the tips of my mane. I almost enjoyed the rhythm game, kicking out the swords of Tuwook, Tuk, and Nobility.
Ker-roo!
Of course, this is a relaxed commentary from my point of view.
Gorge sees knives swooping at you.
Save the Goblins! Kebug Kerr, don't you think this demon... is Kebug Ker?! We're doomed! Gorge is doomed!
'Tsk, tsk.'
It was pathetic.
I took the utmost care to set up the stage in my dreams. I've given you the Order.Don 't you have to work hard even if you're afraid to die? Let's say one is really in danger of dying. Of course, I will help you.
- Hey, zombie.
"Yes?"
- The way you've been treating Goblins like this...
Young-what? ’
- It reminds me of when someone teaches someone... I think it's my mistake who's here and who's who.
"I don't know what you're talking about. If you're going to recite the gospel nonsense, just watch. ’
- Yeah... yeah... That's why I feel sorry for the Goblins. I've never felt sorry for Humans in my life, but there comes a day when I feel sorry for Goblins, just...
What did the ghost say?
“Grrr.”
I was devoted to defense. The swords of the Mountain Warriors only flow from their claws. You didn't attack the soldier.
It is not I who defeats this nobleman.
It's Gorge's.
‘Goblins own it. ’
I waited patiently.
- Kerr. Ker-dub...?
How long has it been?
Gorkédo, however, began to take some time off once he felt [there is no risk of life]. I stopped begging and looked at the workshop in front of my eyes.
-... Germ...
‘Yes.'
Face.
The first step is to look directly at what has happened to you.
‘Exactly. ’
I was more aggressive at getting rid of the snail nobles' swords. Xiang! My claws are pushing the knives hard.
- Rymu?
Immediately, the bodies of the mountain nobles became clear.
If you wiggle your claws like this one more time, that's it. The nobles will have their backs cut off without a chance to stop them.
But I didn't.
I remained still.
-......!
The nobleman's face turns red. The mountains were somewhat transparent in skin. If there was blood, it would be a little too dirty.
The nobles of the Sanwa spill their swords furiously.
- You're insulting me!
No, it's not.
- Don't insult my family! Lime!
If you choose one person to insult here, it's me.
‘Gorge was a slave not long ago, but now he has begun to face the nobles. You're a man and a brave warrior who fights evil gods. Either way, you deserve to be praised. ’
Whereas me?
I play with nobles in this world like a god.
Making fun of the weak by becoming strong is against the doctrine of martial arts and is not mature.
‘Sorry.'
But I can't help it.
‘Cause I'm responsible for these kids. ’
If you're a good parent, you don't mind putting insults on your children. Good teachers also do not hesitate to swallow offences for their students. He who believes that there is something more precious than himself is willing to accept humiliation.
How about God?
‘Now I am a constellation that cares for the whole tribe. ’
Why don't you just endure the humiliation of taking care of your children, and endure the humiliation? I was able to endure as much humiliation as I could for a few moments to put down the yoke for those who were imprisoned as slaves.
"Here's Gorge! ’
I did something fun to insult.
‘And you little Goblins! Behold! The mountains and mountains you were afraid of. I am a member of the nobles who rule you. How's it going?’
Wear the nobleman's sword once more! You push away. Once again, a path opens into the nobleman's arms. I opened it before, but it was the gap Gorge was just staring at.
Are you sure you don't want to go one-on-one? ’
It was different this time.
‘If you're not confident, I'll make you one. ’
Gorge moves his arm as if he were possessed by something.
A red error was blooming in the hands of a young Goblin.
Bang!
- Oh, yeah?
I felt a groan that I didn't know who had spilled it.
The nobles of the Sanwa glance down at their bodies, and the young man stares blankly at his hands.
Fist marks.
A red scar was engraved on the nobleman's torso, like a stamp.
Nice shot.
I smiled in my heart.
‘That's it.'
The next moment, the nobleman bows and vomits.
-Gooeeek! Kueku, big... Weeeek!
A digestive fluid spills over the noble hound's head. Luckily, the Sanwaites didn't eat a lot of soup or stubble, but the hounds didn't seem to be very fortunate.
Kigging, yuck!
The giant hound struggled just as much. You scream like a mountain in an earthquake, and run toward the mountain war camp. The nobleman is carried away, clinging to the waist of such a dog.
- Gueeeeek!
spilling rainbow vomit on the way.
Gorge clenches his fist in an unbelievable manner.
- Glug...
After that, the challengers continued.
Together with the nobles, the nobles, the martial artists, the elite soldiers, and the soldiers who want to earn a thousand dollars, the Sanwa clan invited them to fight.
But no mountain tribe ever crossed my claws.
Like I said, it was an impossible fight to follow me in the first place.
-.......
The longer the fight, the less Gorge spoke.
Gorke! Gorke!
Goblins became more ravished as the battle raged.
‘How are you?'
I deliberately crossed the line between a battle and a battle. Without accepting the duel right away, you relaxed and hung over the Goblins.
Gorge was a victorious fighter, riding on my body.
"Pretty cool, huh?"
You caught the eye of the designated tribe.
"Aren't you jealous? ’
You tickled the hearts of the Goblins.
‘Don't you want to be like this? ’
I sprinkled red paint on their hearts.
‘It is not only bloodshed that is beautiful in this world. Mud isn't the only fragrance. The triumph of fighting. To be challenged and overcome. This is also as beautiful as fire and as fragrant as mud. ’
The Goblins clearly fell in love with the beauty of the duel and were intoxicated by the scent of victory.
If not, why are they sparkling?
I just wanted to give smiles to those who glittered at the world.
‘Embrace envy as envy. Admire it, dream it. Life only comes alive when it flows somewhere. Jealousy will whisper in your direction. Be the water that whispers dreams, not the liquor that rots. ’
I felt it when I saw the sword fighting in the Colosseum.
Determination is dormant for the designated tribe.
The Goblins regarded the dead tribe of Gyrie as a strange species in the Colosseum. He was buried as a strange subterranean. But if Gary loved the battle, the other designees would have loved the same thing.
“Glug!”
I kicked the eleventh challenger's sword.
‘The white lion is with you. ’
Even though it's a myth that's just a fake constellation.
I want to be remembered as the name of the superstition that whispered beauty to you.
Maybe.
"Can the chapter be remembered as a flower of a leaf for you?
Definitely.
The teacher just wanted it.
If it was fate that one man shared his life with another, and giving his will to another, it would have been inevitable for me to teach these children admiration now.
I was struck by the sword of the twelfth challenger.
[Designated tribe opens their eyes to the aesthetic of duel.]
The tower grows in my head.
[Designated tribe craves honor for victory.]
[Designated tribes admire the challenge.]
Perhaps the tower has its own aesthetic and procedure, so it is always necessary, but at least for this time.
[The trait of the designated tribe 'Greedy Armor’ changes!]
I could tell just by looking at the dazzled faces of the Goblins.
[Designated tribe receives new trait ‘Battle humiliation’!]
The letters were engraved in front of my eyes.
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[Assault]
Classification: Literature. Unconscious.
Origin: [Greedy Pack (B)]
Description: Designated people are greedy. Greed does not come from the vulgarity of nature, but from the deficiency of life. Because the appearance of the designated tribe was ugly in any way, they were born with deficiencies and opened their eyes to the world.
‘Life is only when it flows into the world. ’
From now on, the Designated People will not blame the world for this deficit, but will challenge the world.
‘If it had to flow, it would rather flow into turbulence. ’
Designated tribes believe that they can also be strong. They believe they can achieve desire! A sword is a symbol of faith, a duel is a process of faith, and victory is a proof of faith.
"Harder! ’
Designated people will be relentless in their greed.
A more prestigious battle. A more glorious victory.
The designators will continue to obtain a token of faith, and perhaps this is a tragedy that will not end. But what does it matter? Designated tribes will gladly weep in tragedy, applauding failed heroes.
May the dreams of the flowing water be with you.
However, the error user can be treated as privileged class.
This characteristic can change depending on the evolution of history.
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Duck.
It was when the thirteenth challenger was defeated.
Droplets of water fell from my lion's mane.
- Gorr, khr. Gor.
At first, I thought it would be a drop of Gorge sweat. Gorge, decorated with 13 battles, drenched with sweat for the first time in his life. Limit of mental strength before limit of health. I came to a point where I couldn't write any more errors.
But it wasn't sweat.
It was raining.
- Gor?
-Ke?
The Goblins suddenly looked up at the sky.
Tofu, tofu, tofu....
It rains. The Goblins' burritos make it rain and bounce. The droplets that could not bear the weight of the drops poured down into the rain.
- Vee.
- Kebukeda...
- It's raining.
- Really, the water from the sky...
Goblins opened their mouths and drank the rain. Than when you first saw bloodshed in the cave, when you first came out of the cave and saw the sunset, the Designated Clan looks up at the rain with a more dazzling look.
Gor, Gor!
- Glug, glug, glug!
Goblins spread their arms wide. You roll your feet. A small trowel of water splashes under your feet and sticky dirt splashes. Some Goblins lay bare on the ground, covered in rain and mud.
The enemy was a mess to say sacred.
It was too sacred to say it was obscene.
-.......
The General of the Sanwa put in the snail trumpet.
- Not at all. I've arranged to pursue you here as soon as the city orders me to, but the river floods with long rains. Dirty mold is already gone... The water is too ferocious for dogs to swim in. Rymu. How can you be born mortal and stand against the immortal nature? This is the curse of the Evil God.
The general mutters and turns his head.
- Or this one means lime, too.
The general shouted as he walked among the hundreds of riders.
- Stop chasing the mold across the river!
- The tentacles of the canyon, but that's...
Lime, that's my call. We can't be the only ones left among the immortals. We continue to join forces with the chasers of the city of Baeksan ( ) and chase after race. All units, move out!
Booooooooo-
The sound of the trumpet echoes through the rain. The mountains and mountains beat the dog's waist with tentacles. The hounds howl and reach for their hind legs, quickly disappearing into the beam, dragging a long shadow.
Boo.
The trumpet runs a little longer than the shadow and breaks.
The rain fills all sides.
"......."
I looked at the direction the cavalry had disappeared for a while. It was a light army when it came and left. Why the Inquisitor was overwhelmed with himself, and why he laughed at us even when we were losing, that army made a guess.
“Grr.”
I looked back at the Goblins.
The children were rejoicing with the rain and the soil.
‘I did everything I could. ’
Lead them to the guru and all their duties will be accomplished.
‘The time has come to finish this stage. ’
But first...
I watched more Goblins running around.
‘Cute things. ’
With a smile on your mind.