"Get on the table! Duel! Masal!
That said Lancelot's face was filled with anticipation and excitement. Obviously I could see that I just wanted to dash and ramble Adelina.
"Okay. Then, once Lancelot wins, we'll arrange for Adelina to be returned to the portualim so she can have her own opinion. But if I win... I'll rent Cook Platoon and Cook's brother's carpenter and buddies for a while.
"It's settled! Come on, we're going to the training center!
"Why us or our brothers!?
Cook complains, but of course he can't be heard.
"What, you think I'm gonna lose?
and his boss stared at him,
"Captain, you better stop trying recklessly...
and abandoned by his men,
"Whoa, is that an intrusion?
and is sacrificed by Wade in the field.
"Am I bad?... Is something wrong with me...
"Well, give it up, Captain. If I finish mine, I'll help you move.
Eldam following mysteriously to depressing Cook. I have no choice but to walk about Tobotobo and everyone, but the footprint was heavy.
By the time I get to the training station, there are more galleries for some reason, and I'm in a bit of a festive state around me.
"Hey, Masal... are you sure you're okay? Speaking of Mr. Lancelot, he's one of the heroes of the Greitas kingdom... I don't think this is the kind of guy that duels with a knoll.
It was Zag who spoke anxiously.
"I know Masal is strong, but you're the type of guy who specializes in traps and tactics who's good at bowing and witchcraft... isn't it still unfavorable to be like a duel?
"... Yes?
Looking back at the past without knowing what they're saying.... With that said, it's about goblins and ants who've been fighting from the front in the past. Is it really weird to be misunderstood because the big creature is scared and hasn't tried melee? Warcraft also fought with bows and poison...
"Yes? What... you... maybe you didn't think of anything?
"Yes, no... I wonder if I can figure it out.
So, would you be a little surprised? When I fought Lancelot before, my physical abilities were better than mine, but I was scared that I wasn't sure I could point a weapon at people or add or subtract them, just as well as combine technology or something. But since that time, the levels have risen considerably. Physically, the difference is quite empty haz, and I'm used to handling weapons… they won't be as muddy as they were before.
Naruto (20)
Occupation "Adventurer"
Belongs to Adventurer Guild
Titled Bomber, New Apostle, Strong Luck, Warcraft Hunter, Natural Enemy of Worms, Developer, Pioneer, Unmatched Production Lover, Skill Collector, Betting Prize, Transferrer
Level 49 52
Vitality 347 359
Magic 404 416
Force 160 164
Health 130 133
Spirit 114 117
Fastness 121 124
Luck 53
Skills Swordsmanship 4, Physical Arts 4, Bow 3, Healing Magic 3, Appraisal 4 6, Exploration 4, Dismantling 6, Mining 4, Logging 3, Agriculture 6, Forge 6, Masonry 8, Woodworking 6, Leather 5, Conditioning 4, Civil 5, Architecture 4, Arithmetic 4, Art 4, Singing 3, Language Translation, Storage Space, Map
"Now it's time to fight... Lancelot, are you ready?
"Oh, I'm ready.... Shall we fight?
Same as in previous battles, the weapon is the Masaru is the stick, and the Lancelot is the sword. Stand silently away from each other.
"... Huh... let's go!
The Lancelot sword, lightly wielded as if it were a one-handed sword, was sharper and more sophisticated than before. Masaru lowers it down to the critical position and avoids it… just so much movement surrounded by festive floating emotions blowing away and breathing.
"... I thought you were... going to kill him now?
... Someone squeaks.
In return, Masaru held 1/3 of the hand and gave it a big chunk from the right. This is like the habit of Masaru when he uses a stick, and in the first swing he sees the confirmation of the agreement and how it goes that day. Of course, Lancelot avoids dangerously.
"... you're getting pretty good at it. Don't feel comfortable taking this seriously.
"That's the one, you're totally different from the one before you. Looks like you worked out pretty good.
"Oh, because if I stayed that way, I'd see you never win next time.... Knowledge doesn't make you lose in battle anyway!
Masaru takes it by force from the front onto a lancelot that packs the ground between kicks and puts the blade down and sets up a weapon with both hands in front of his body while he hits his body. Lancelot where the two weapons hit each other in front of his chest at a distance where his head was about to bump into each other, beating him in the forehead with the grip of a great sword at a slightly empty distance with recoil.
"... Shit!
One hair at a time, Masaru gets his hands on it and lets the shock slip away. Masaru pays for Lancelot's legs, which he punches in the tongue as it is, and he breaks his attitude... but bam! and make a loud noise and become a flashy low kick.
"Damn, I got kicked!
"Apparently, you have a bad foot habit, too. Kick it and complain... and it's dangerous!?
Poking a stick out into the talking gap and letting your torso lie back, breaking your posture, you go straight into a series of strikes.
"A spear if you poke it, a sword if you pay it, a machete if you hold it, a cane if you hold it, will have to come off...
Masaru is aiming at the ancient martial arts of the Edo-era Japanese martial arts artist known as Maido Dream Stream Bar, which is also the mother of cane art, founded by Nosuke Dream Kwon.
Of course, Masaru has never learned anything or read an overview in an old book, but if he held it long enough, if he held it short enough, he changed his mind short enough, and depending on the skill of the user, he had a longing for bars and wands that had their own type of variation. That's taking shape one by one.
"Poke... pay... cum... carefully carry your feet... take care of one thing at a time so that your core doesn't shake.
Lancelot becomes on the defensive side of the battle due to the difference in physical power between the original and the next with a bump and some grunt. If it lasts for three minutes, Lancelot has a clear aberration, his breath becomes rough and just desperate to evade attack.
"Poke... poke... pay... cum... small and polite...
Repeats and launches an attack that takes shape indiscriminately and little by little. No longer do they only pursue refinement of their movements without head against Lancelot.
"Hey, I'm fucked! Somebody stop Massal! I can't see the command!
"He said stop... how do you stop me...
Everyone's eyes drain away and time sharpens every single time on the limiting lancelot Masal... the victory is obvious but no voice has already reached Masal.
"Anyone can, so bring a shield! We'll hold them all down!
When everyone started rushing around in a hurry, Massal's attack finally captured Lancelot's body.
"Guha!!
A stick sticking out completely flat up, down, left and right is very difficult to recognize and avoid. Repeatedly and repeatedly, its penetration into the body captures Lancelot's right shoulder and creates a large dent in the shoulder area. That attack, captured by the core, also causes significant damage to the flesh in the shoulder area, making the right arm immobile.
"" "" Command!
I get screams from around me, but I still haven't noticed Masaru. I can go on as if nothing had happened. I persist in evading Masaru's attack with cold sweat.
"It's the limit now! Let's go!
"The captain starts here, and I go from the other side. Guy's from behind! It's a training spear, you can do it for real!
"We're going, too. I'll borrow this training spear.
Cook Platoon and Slay, Knuckle get ready, grab a training spear and surround Massal.
"We're going at the same time!
"" "" "" "" Answer!!!
"Three... two... one... Ah!
Eight long spears for training are simultaneously wielded toward the Massal. At that moment, the quickest stick reflectively in earnest was rolled out against the foreign object in sight, and five pieces were crushed and scattered from the middle, but the remaining three arrived on the back of the massal and succeeded in flying.
"Become, fuck!?!?
Masaru falls down with a strange voice.
"Hey, what...
While Masal gets up rubbing his back, Lancelot kneels down to collapse on the spot and manages to support his body with a great sword.
"You! You're going to kill the commander!
"What? Killing... what... huh!? Lancelot, what's going on!?
Massal finally started to see what was going on around him in the yelling Cook.
"Wait a minute, because I'm not gonna be able to treat you!
Words that were still trying to anger me about controlling Cook trying to anger me and applying healing magic to Lancelot get lost somewhere.
"No, I'm sorry... I think I was obsessed with it when I thought it was moving better and better. Sman."
"Don't apologize... even if you're proud to have drawn so much power, it's not like you resent me now. That's the last thing... are you serious? I still don't seem to be practicing enough either...
The two of us kind of figured it out and convinced me. I can't be angry at the situation around me for some reason... not to mention all the people who go to the knights, so I also assumed that the feeling that Masaru said he was growing was the greatest pleasure I could escape.
"Don't take that sword because it needs repair.
"Right, if you fix it by the time Cook Platoon and his brothers are ready.
We remembered ourselves being made the subject of bets on such exchanges between the two of us, and we were depressed.
"… the situation is the situation, and doesn't it mean a draw?
No one picks up Cook's whining like that.