Summoned Slaughterer

Three days passed after one, two, and three signed up for the guild and the archery of Origa and Kasha began.

I'm glad that the newly-made demon-skinned road clothes are not uncomfortable, rather they don't have the gobbly feel characteristic of the new road clothes and are very easy to move around. It got a little high, but one, two, three thought it was a good idea to ask.

I've just begun my archery, but Oliga, as well as Kasha, takes me seriously about something, so I keep up with it as a mentor with a lot of strength.

He got to the guild, and he was used to seeing two women lying at the table and being silent, as well as the guys at the guild the third time.

Contrary to the two exhausted, one, two, three, who do not even show tiredness, also head lightly to the counter, handing over a bag of prey in a familiar movement.

"Good luck. You were asked by Stoneboa today."

"Oh, I've only stripped away the poisonous glands of petrochemical poison. About 50."

"Now, let me confirm"

Hera had decided to go through even if another one, two or three, had hunted insane amounts.

Speaking of stone bores, it is said that a large serpent demon whose body length exceeds 3 m is not uncommon and whose body surface covered with stone does not accept blades. It is said that bites infused with petrified poison and attacks with hard tails are very powerful and that force pride also struggles to defeat the whole thing with a striking weapon. Even after I kill him, the stones on his body surface get in the way, he can't take out the poisonous glands to be bought, and most adventurers bring the whole thing.

You can't trust 50 of them in less than a day, but Hera stopped thinking of one, two, three as normal.

"Fifty-two poisonous glands were all nicely removed. The reward is full, 5 gold coins and 20 silver coins."

Grab the coin in the bag of cloth, pretend to put it in your nostalgia and throw it into the dark magic storage. The bag of cloth was put back in front of Hera.

Hera, who received the bag, chuckled and looked at one, two, three.

"Was it also something fun?

"You were on my face, I'm immature, too. Now go get the weapon you were asking for."

Hera grinned bitterly that she couldn't get away from the noisy topic after all.

Instead of just a short break in the guild, I waited until Origa could move before entering Torn's store to pick up the weapons I was ordering.

"Are you here? It's done."

As I sat in my usual place, I squealed my jaw and called in one, two, three. As always, the customer appearance seems appropriate.

Lined up on the table are weapons and equipment that the person who made them doesn't know very well.

"First see if it's as ordered. Then you should try it at the test site behind you. I'll show you how to use it too."

"Hmm..."

It was a small weapon called the Cross Handed Backsword and Dimension, in addition to the hand used by one, two, three.

I wanted to make sure I didn't have to touch them only around my arms as I was going to be dealing with more demons. But this hand as an arm of the world was boneless and stiffened by gucci precisely to the feeling that it was part of the armor. Hating to restrict wrist movement, one, two, three decided to wrap the elbow and wrist with hard skin and have a hand made that would hit the back of the hand with an iron plate.

When I put my hand on it with a leather string, I turn my wrist and check my freedom.

"Sounds good. It's almost out of the way, and it's impeccable hardness."

"I heard that was arm armor, but with such thin leather and iron plates, nothing would prevent it."

Humph nodded and to Torn, one, two, three took the two weapons and laughed as he checked the weight and balance.

"... both the backsword and the dimension are in good shape. If you're wondering how to use your hands, you should actually look at them."

Take Torn's guide to the back of the building, to a slightly open vacant lot.

A thick column was erected in the middle of the vacant land about 50 cm in diameter, with some slashed marks.

"Kasha, pull out your sword and come slash me. Don't hesitate."

Said Kasha, then pulled out his sword. The knife pull, which was so disgusted by the archery, is losing its gap much sooner. I haven't seen it since one, two, three.

"Don't resent me if I accidentally slaughter you, sir"

"That kind of dialogue has happened since you attacked me once during the audition. Besides, it's only when your life is in danger that your moves cross."

Soon, the air around one, two, three is getting cold.

Kasha with the sword is serious too. There is no such thing as a slave pointing a sword at his master. Anyway, the first menu on the first day of the audition was to attack seriously, even one, two, three. Of course, I didn't even scratch it.

Kersha's sword muscle, which forces her all the way behind her feet and slashes her down from the top as she jumps, was an unmistakable honesty that made her feel a definite experience.

That's why one, two, three reviews it as difficult to read.

A sword struck in as far as its power aimed at the neck muscle is distracted from its orbit as it slips through the left arm of one, two, three accidentally swung up, causing one, two, three to eat a head thrust lightly on Kasha's forehead dressed to slash the ground.

I heard a dull noise.

"!... hurt ~..."

"I've said it many times. You're out of balance from yourself because you're too strong. I've told you many times that you're wielding a blade, not a stick."

I said to Karsha rubbing her forehead with tears, one, two, three not at all damaged.

"... I see. Instead of taking it from the front, you're shielding it from the side of the sword. You're clever."

"It's normal technology not to defy my opponent's power, but to use it the other way around is my hometown."

"Well, next time, show me how to use your weapon"

I don't care what you say, I guess you're interested in weapons you've never seen. Torn rushes to excitement.

"Well, here it is. This is called a cross handed backsword. It's a kind of weapon-throwing sword."

The cross handed back sword painted by one, two, three on the drawing is not the type with a knife-like blade on all sides, but the type with a thin pile in the shape of a cross.

"Toteki? A weapon to throw. A bow would fly better if it was enough to throw by hand"

"I thought I'd tell you."

Without answering Torn's question, one, two, three struck the backsword towards the central pillar.

Make the sound of a gatun, one of the crosses pierces deeply.

"If it's a short distance, it's much faster this way than holding an arrow and pulling a bow and shooting at it"

"Sure, your husband was thrown in an instant just ahead of his elbow. At that rate, any skilled wizard magic won't make it."

Torn roared low as he looked at just his back sword poking at the thick pillar from various angles.

"It looked like a light throw, but it's stabbed tight. How about less control to inflict a fatal injury, but a stab in the arm or foot will weaken the opponent enough"

"Right. This form of guy is easy to throw and guess. Instead, it only stabs relatively shallow, so it's time to flinch the opponent, or a weapon to create a gap and escape. Origa."

Hand over the back sword to the caller Oliga.

"You use this."

"Are you sure?

"Originally I was going to use it, but I still have something else. I told you before, practice as a means to recover from a situation where you don't have time to use magic. Let's start by hitting exactly where we're going from five steps away. I'll teach you how to throw again tomorrow."

"Yes, thank you"

"Don't you have it in Atashi?

"Kasha is first to be able to handle his sword better"

Che shrugged Kasha, still rubbing her forehead.

"So, how do you use this?

What Torn gave you is the iron.

When squeezed, they are slightly extra long up and down, with holes in the center for fingering through. Unlike that used in Chinese boxing and other methods, the one requested by 123 has no pointed ends and has a rounded shape.

Use piercing not as a dark device, but as a grip to increase the power of fisting, as a tool to hook up to clothes, etc. and disfigure, or as a tool to stick up to stonewalls, etc. and twist and climb. Keep the tip pointy to prevent the tip from bending and making it difficult to take around during use.

One, two, and three, describing his rush and application, waved his arms to draw into his own pocket, poking the part of the clenched dimension, out from under his fist, into the pillar of his thoughts.

Some of the columns peel off, exposing themselves to no remnants.

"You can concentrate the force you wield at a single point, so if you have the speed, you can crush the bone without applying the force. Unlike your fingers, you don't have to worry about your nails peeling off if you hook and pull."

"It was easy to build, but it's a very handy weapon."

One, two, three, who tried the dimensions for a while, nodded satisfactorily, giving Torn the gold.

"... there's too many of them"

"Another piece of Dimension Iron. And make me five more cross swords."

"Fine. Come back in two days."

"That's fast."

"It's easy once you make it"

Then for a few days, one, two and three, with Origa and Kasha, continued to train themselves to work out again, too. For the demons hunted as affordable practice opponents, it's a nightmare day.

"Ha... ha..."

Oliga is trying so hard to put her back sword against a fast moving runner rabbit today. As a challenge from one, two, three things have been said: "punch him in the neck and kill him at once", "always hit him while walking or running", and "kill 10 of them in the morning”.

I've been walking around for over two hours now, but I've turned around being distracted by footsteps and breath to get away with it, and I've only given it about a kasuri wound that I can't say is fatal when I finally hit it. We're about an hour away from the limit by noon. Very unlikely to achieve.

Origa thought she wanted to hit herself with a cane who answered one, two or three challenges with her chest up, wanting to seriously curse herself until the morning when she felt confident in herself, becoming quite a hit without moving.

(I didn't think it would hit me so hard if it was movable)

The rush clutters the movement, making extra noise can escape.

Origa felt sorry for herself and her expression was still about to cry.

(Keep it up, I can't face your husband......!

"Calm down."

Oliga, who was searching around for his prey with a rough nose, was suddenly surprised at him for slapping his head. I had no idea there were people around.

"Your husband...?

One, two, three laughs bitterly at Oliga, who doesn't know what look to give the person he most doesn't want to see right now.

"You look terrible. If you wander around with such impatient faces, the cowards will soon escape."

Said to be a terrible face, Origa almost cried for another reason, but her heart almost stopped when she was caressed by one, two, three accidentally.

"First through the power of your face. That wouldn't have been the look on your face when you hit the back sword against the tree. Make it easier. I told you not to hit the back sword, but let it go where it was meant to be."

"Yes..."

"We still have time. Feel the same as a tree. Just go as far as you can guess and hit it."

Oliga realized that she had calmed down a little. Then I took a deep breath, regained the back sword I was gripping a little easier, and started walking.

Her face is a little red, but her feelings are much easier.

Kasha stands in front of Oki and repeats his sword stripping, frontal striking, and Na sword.

I've been doing it extensively since morning, so I'm losing strength in my arms anymore. Still, pull out the sword as you take half a step, cut it straight down from top to bottom so that the cutting tip only sharpens the tree on the epidermis as you step in two steps, and return the sword to the sheath as you step down.

The sheath, previously hanging with easy hardware on both hips, is firmly fixed to the hips with a sword band, leaving some play. As before, it did not imitate the sword and pull out the sword, but was able to pull out the slurry at will.

"That's all I need."

Speaking to one, two, and three, Khasha, perspiring and turning, fell straight into the great script.

"Tired ~..."

"Drink the water thoroughly. You can't drink too much, but if you don't have enough moisture, your movements will be dull."

From the wooden water bottle he was given, Kasha, who drank the water to bathe, saw one, two, three with a refreshing look.

"So, what do you say, husband? I think you're in pretty good shape, too."

In his previous movements, Kasha had even flipped back and stained his body with the foot judgment he had learned on one, two, three, and the sword swing around his hips.

"Good for this short period of time. The sense of stability around your hips has come out, so you don't feel like you're swinging by your sword anymore."

"Around the waist... I don't know how to say it"

"What are you talking about? You. Besides, next time you're in a mock fight with me... don't look like that. Don't worry, I'll do it with a wooden knife."

I gave two wooden swords to Kasha, who looked sincerely disgusted when I heard it was a mock fight. Just like the sword used by Kasha, there are two long swords with a body size of about 70 cm. By and large, one, two, three will be relative with two swords. What he has is a two foot four inch machete and a one foot five inch knife.

"Your husband, the left and right lengths are different..."

"Just call me. I'll show you how to use the real two swords."

"You said it. Atashi came all the way with both hands. Even with your husband, Atashi has his share... more!

KASHA 'S sword, which he has punched in from left to right, is knocked aside as he twirls and wraps the knife together (...). Of course, to the extent that there is no damage to the gut, so that it hurts.

"Gu...... not yet!

Slip up and flush the two simultaneous pokes with two knives in an X shape, then hold them with a machete and poke Mizo (...) with a machete.

Kersha, unable to breathe, dropped her sword and rolled around.

"Think carefully about what you have two for and move. I don't care if I swing two shitty pieces, I'm not scared."

"Up... what's the move now..."

"It's the basics in it. I'll turn you around, so remember with your body."

"I don't know how to say it."

"Don't say anything stupid, just get up."

Tell me, deal with them and make them repeat. At some point in the meantime, one, two, three are hunting demons for the requested amount.

Thus again, two exhausted slaves can be made in the evening.

"With that said, you're not even far from Wang Du after all, saying you're going on a journey"

At the dinner table, one, two, three accidentally mentioned that.

"Is there somewhere your husband wants to go?

Stop the spoon and Origa will visit.

"Before I wanted to go or not, I don't know the geography of this world. You don't have a map or something?

"If it's a simple map, I think you can show it to me in your guild?

"Right..."

I threw steamed meat involving a little spicy vegetable sauce into my mouth and thought about it for a while.

"Time to go see another city or another country"

Upon hearing the decision of one, two, and three, Origa and Kasha looked at each other. We have a common expectation that we will go to another country.