Tatoeba Ore ga, Champion kara Oujo no Himo ni Job Change Shita to Shite.

"I'm not good at heavy things. But if it's a ballet, look."

Well then, let's keep fighting.

"Oh... I didn't think about that. Fufu, the wisdom of brutality makes sense."

"You're making a fool of me. You know what?"

"When you live like this, you just shrink your mind like a petal sinking into a swamp, and everyone becomes impatient."

"I unconsciously think about the risks that run counter to being an absolute power holder. That's why I can't come out hard. I mean, it's a junk fish. It's not worth looking at."

"But neither we nor you will be the same."

"There's only one difference between killing these damn nobles one day and being able to keep it up."

"After" Open "tomorrow. This is the last major construction on the escape route. Start in the middle of the night."

"Oh, we'll be out by tomorrow morning. It keeps rattling."

"Yeah, yeah. I'm really... glad I'm with you."

That's true, too. Eina. "

"--Kill each other with this?

--Climbroom Mansion.

The dull sound of iron.

Just a slight shake of one hand caused the Richter to hit Gladius very hard.

A gently raised hand wrapped around a scratchy nail, as if it were a greeting with a close friend.

Waving golden hair twitches on the back.

Its beauty, its elegance.

The beauty of a kingdom lady is not the same, but it is different from a flower that blooms heavenly and socially.

Blood blossoms blossoming on the battlefield.

The charm that drives the viewer into battle and drives people crazy like narcotics - perhaps only samurai know.

He's a waste of time.

At the same time as the landing, Richter murmured again with Gladius in his position.

Relative eyes. The horn of mouth is that of an openly distorted carnivore.

That mad, pregnant look that ruins its appearance.

"If I knew you were born, I'd know what you were trained to do. You can see how bloody it was."

"I can see it, so what?

"If it wasn't for Shura, it would be a lot of trouble."

"Fufufufu. I don't mind. Because what you want is a way to reach out to yourself."

"You're just going to break my hand...."

"If it breaks, it's unexpected. What I want is"

Ayroon grabbed the fist of his nail and threw it into the Richter holding Gladius.

"I can't break it even if I try to break it, because I'm the dancer who can always enjoy the encounter!

"If you want to be escorted, think about your opponent!

Impact. Tingling and direct vibrations indicate how heavy and powerful her fist is.

But while taking the fist from the front, Richter chose a push match by knocking it out.

Instead of swinging out, the swinging eye rune shifts to kicking with the same momentum. The heel wrapped around the toenails approached the side of Richter's head as the wind screamed.

Richter responded by swinging Gladius down.

A kick strike hits each other with force and force from the front.

A sword that swings up and down. There is a difference in power as to which one wins, and dropping it from above is simply "strong".

The corner of the eye rune hangs.

"Ahhhhh!!

Fun.

"You're not escorting me enough!

"I'll say the best solution to the killing is Escort. You really are."

It's called ambidextrous.

For example, there was a beast hunter named Arrows who won the qualifiers with Reef.

His sales vary, and the good stuff is still a big determinant of combat style.

A sword stands for a man.

As there are words in this world, Arrows is ambidextrous, and ambidextrous swordsmen basically have a battle style of fighting with their own objects in both hands.

By daring to hold a "sword" that is stronger with both hands in one hand at a time, I suppress my enemies with my hands.

There is no doubt that a sword based on that theory is considered ambidextrous.

So for example.

If we could swing the four swords, could we call it the superior compatibility of ambidextrous?

Unfortunately, the human body has only two arms.

Everyone is equal.

However, the addition of a new weapon, both legs, will complete a fictitious four-blade flow.

I can't hold the sword because my hands also play the role of the foot in the relationship of making the foot a feat.

If you can still rely on the same limbs as the sword or more.

You can achieve an overwhelming amount of effort over ambidextrous.

After all, Iroon's hand-to-hand fighting tends to focus on the major moves represented by "Mad Eater", but it's a style that essentially crushes the opponent with a lot of effort.

That's why.

"Ahhhhh!!!

"Phew....!

Whenever Iroon struck a blow, he waved his sword against it.

Richter's guiding principles were very straightforward and simple - they crushed the advantages of Iroon even more.

A series of flowing attacks is the culmination of a lot of trouble.

So what Richter is doing is politely crushing the buds one by one.

It is an extremely unfavourable move for a fighter-style samurai like Eilon.

Just like Richter, it appears to offset each other with one hand, and it is the eye runes that wear them out.

Somehow, it's not that hard.

Even if you think about the pattern of the attack, you are conscious of your thoughts, and you may get extra fatigue.

Though you are losing everything, if you show the gap, your legs will be cut off. Sometimes you can't get your hands off it from the start.

But above all,

Although the movement of twisting the body and twisting the body accumulates fatigue, crushing all the places where you tried to shoot in series with the opposite force imposes an enormous burden on the body.

Solo (Air Aria)

She never let go of her moves because she was "in a hurry."

I'm not angry or anxious to be crushed one by one.

But the result is the same "bad guys" who hate to fight poverty.

Richter looks at her like she's stunned.

"I like things."

Lander Street Duel: Flash

The Gladius of Richter flickers, like flipping a rotating windmill in the opposite direction.

Eyroon's body breaks the balance with that blow that dared to target his toenails.

"Ahahahahaha!! Excellent!!

"How is your body?"

But I just know that. An eye-rune that walks with its hands and kills shocks, as if it were melting down.

Even your own moves, the more you play from the front, I see.

I can't say Aria, etc.

But...

"--Are you going to fight like this? I still don't mind."

Standing upside down, she smiles gracefully.

The snorting Richter nodded with Gladius in his arms.

"We still have a chance to bring him into a health match."

"I don't know. I'm sure you're smarter than me, but I'm sorry."

Regardless of how it might interfere with Richter's physical condition.

"A sold fight is a bought fight."

"I guess. That's where it ends if you lick it. --Even if you behave like a lady, you are Shura in the end."

That's why Richter shakes his head.

All her training and training is directly linked to her victory over the hostiles.

It was for that purpose that I polished myself from orphan to orphan, and without that enthusiasm, I might have ended up as an orphan.

If you remove the power, no one or anything moves.

If you remove Shura's heart, she won't be this beautiful.

Otherwise, I had the heart to spare what I could have lived quite a life as a lady of the kingdom, but it was hopeless enough to be slashed and abandoned.

After all, the woman in front of me is Shura.

Six Ways in Southern Religion. A vicious creature whose instincts are struggle, which cannot be human.

That's why I hate the sky, and I hate people who adorn nobility.

"Then at least pay that hatred now and you'll be a clear woman."

"Impossible. If you lose your hunger for victory, it is your defeat. I'd rather die than die."

"Because we can only think of things in victory and defeat!

Flash, flash, flash, flash, flash.

Sparks scatter every time.

Richter, who chose enduring combat with an unreliable body, is approaching with a relentless rage.

Still, Richter, who was always on the lookout, managed to bring the front.

--I can't shoot one stroke.

The fatal thing for Richter was this.

Ayroon still stood calmly, saying he might be shot.

Even if it was a bluff, it was necessary to preserve your strength and make it look as if you were ready for a stroke.

Otherwise, they will join the furious attack to kill in the air, and in the present Richter, they will be crushed in no time.

It was his current state of affairs to glitter cards that did not exist in his hand and to continue the game desperately.

Somehow, of course.

Gladius's super assault is also a heavy burden on Richter.

If the eight-handed eye rune is powerful, then it is a respite.

You can't use a technique like that while being damaged by a respiratory tract.

Because I knew it, I ate my teeth and managed to keep looking for a chance. That's the only winner left by Richter.

"Come on, come on, come on!!

"You're really tired...!!

I won't stop hitting the eye rune.

I couldn't make it to the offensive.

This is to continue the bluff holding a card called a stroke, and if you make a mistake, it can be a turning point for you to end the game as it is.

As a result, Eyroon will surely strike the Richter, who can only beat Gladius.

Although she is always focused on getting tired and cleared, her physical strength is roughly unparalleled to ordinary people.

There was too much power in the eye rune compared to the severely depleted Richter.

Watch out for a stroke, and I'm not stupid with her, though I'm not packing it for more than a certain offensive.

"Ahahahahaha!!

"This...!

Through this difference in health, he blew his kicks and fists, making Richter's sword swing empty.

An attack that gets knocked into at that moment is slow to react, to say nothing of a Richter.

However, it was awkward to widen the gap, so I wiped it out and swing it back.

Those fights continued.

--That's right. That way, I can get an eye-rune with a bluff and a Richter of strength. Your health will be shredded in the same way.

Accurately crushes the losers while keeping their winners to their maximum.

This arm is natural as a samurai, but there are many who can't.

The driftstone was originally [Eight Flashes Under Heaven].

The Mermaid of the Dead Mountain Blood River is by no means just a mad warrior.

Instead, it is strange for the guards attached to Richter to fight instinctively.

"- But!

……

Yes, "but".

"It was worth bringing in a health match!

Eyron's fist was thrown and Richter shouted.

An eyebrow eyelash.

"--I 'm not Shura. Because he's human."

"What are you doing?

Richter held his sword against her, who just said he couldn't solve it.

When I finally arrived, I noticed that Iroon was there.

"Opening (fanfare)"

She jumps back.

Next to Richter, a shadow that stands still.

"I managed to hold it back."

I see.

The thread dances and the sword pierces like rain.

Eyroon turned his body and clumsily bounced back the knife, looking at the two of them.

Apparently Richter was expecting this.

"I see... I see?

"Besides, I don't want to kill you one-on-one. I want to lock you up and let you talk."

"That's why there are two of us."

"You think I'm a coward?

"No, not really."

There is also a motive to burn houses, harm their families, and, to put it another way, to capture themselves.

Then don't call it cowardice.

I was the only one who wanted to fight. I understand that this is different from the other party's convenience.

That's why Iroon didn't care what choice Richter made.

It's just...

Yeah, just wrap up your golden hair and tie the ribbon back together.

The margin is somewhere, obsolete. It's boring, looking at the two of us.

"Fighting against a habit that is not Shura?

You think you two can beat the enemy?

Eyroon gazed at the two people standing side by side and murmured to throw up.

"Don't underestimate... the battle"