The Peerless Kobold (WN)

"Ah, Master Azrite!

"The Lesser Bankle!!

If their Lord looked at the end of the street, prompted by the words of the escorts, a small warcraft with chestnut fuzzy furrows was walking, and from behind it loomed a rival drawn together in the house of the Zifox and the House of Vest.

"It's an opportunity."

"I know, Rain!

Azrite sticks out his right arm at a conveniently approaching target and builds a wind blade technique that reduces power for downtown use, but fails to secure radiation for the residents of the street to become an obstacle.

"Fuck, can't you shoot..."

"Then pack your distance!!

Say no or no, the samurai Rain flips out the hem of her skirt, and the other escorts follow her as they jump into the back alley where the Lesser Bankle intersects the boulevard with a sensitive reaction.

"Kuku!"

"Cuuu!!

A silver-haired adventurer who has been chasing two beasts with those of the Deekbell family who began to move will bowl in as the fox also rushes to the back alley slightly late.

"Huh, go ahead!

"You can't do it, Rayne!!

The man obeyed one of the escorts and glanced at him to leave (Sama), leaving a caring word behind. I threw a frigid glance at the daughter of the servant and the two escorts who stood to block the path.

"... Were you allowed to interfere with them?

"No, all (...) and (...) is (...) in my (...) no (...) virtue (...) to (...) and (...) ko (...) to (...) but that would be one means"

There seems to be no accidental blade pulling all over the city on boulders... but as the girl called Rain shakes her colored hair and behaves rudely, an escort swinging her right arm from the diagonal front hits her.

"Don't feel bad!

"Oh, you don't have to worry about it, Ritsu!!

Remove that blow from the left armor, which is swept through by force, and vice versa, beat the right straight fist with a whirlwind of magic into the pigeon tail (Mitsuo).

"Gu ha ha ha ha... ha!?

He was pushed back slightly by the impact, aiming at the jaw tip of the guard, bent by the painlessly upper-body letter, punching a stopping knee kick in and letting him faint on the street.

"How dare you, Rick!!

He goes for my side head without getting a haircut in, the other escort crouches in the upper spin kick rolled out of the side, and with his right palm poked at the road surface, he maintains his posture and kicks through the axial foot of his detoured opponent.

"Blame!!

"Ugh!? Huh, ugly..."

By floating his legs, he quickly rose up while disfiguring himself, tapping a sharp knife into the collapsed neck of the guard to prune his consciousness.

"Sorry, evil (...) ku (...) think (...) ah (...)..."

If you disable the two escorts for a while and put your gaze back on Rain the squire, make the right arm you brought all the way over your left shoulder look like a whip and release something black that was gripping you in the palm of your hand!

Though I was a little alarmed by the small, poor figure, the accuracy and speed of the throw aimed between my eyebrows is not a very amateur domain.

"Whoa!?

Even though she plays a small (...) iron (...) ball (...) with her right arm covered in caged hands with a piece of paper, she instantly steps in to roll out a low kick with her right leg, aiming for a gap that deviates attention to the flying object approaching her face.

"Let it!!

"Chi, no."

As I gently float my left leg away from the power of the lower kick, I instantly rotate my right knee inward to jump up my leg and try to tap the upper kick into the medulla oblongata on this one.

That was also done by taking a step back and leaning over her upper body, but while the centrifugal force of the kicking leg remained in place for half a spin, packing the distance, she had tapped into the left fist backhand blow.

"Hey ahhh!!

"Huh, I cut it out!

When I finally caught the move after a triple hit, I took a full blow with my left arm and quickly grabbed Rayne's wrist and pulled it, while also hanging his leg and knocking him down to the cobblestone.

"Ugh!?

He rolls onto the street with a small scream and chases her to her kneeling a little distance, releasing a mid-kick with momentum to his chest, but defended by his crossed arms.

From that state she flexed her body and flew away, and also weaved back and forth to regain her time.

"Kuh, you're unforgiving, you beast!!

"... I'm still adding and subtracting this."

Because of this, the kick earlier was also less powerful, and I was going to adjust to the person who showed a move that clearly deviated from the scope of the samurai.

(The squire is superficial and the main job is to escort, or assassin...)

(... it's not a bowman move, it's a scam like this)

After a brief surprise glance at each other, they perceive each other as the wild horses begin to bother, sharpening their nerves for the next decision.

"Shh!!

Exhaled briefly, I approached Rain in an instant from a low position to draw an arc, trying to strike out the palm bottom aiming at the tip of my jaw, but with a clear aim like I took a later tip. I encounter a flying knee kick back.

"Huh, eat it!!

"Guh!

He pinched his left arm on the verge of his knee being knocked into his face, and he pushed his small body forcefully away by letting his limbs roll (tense) and shake his arm out against her as he held down his movements and swung his knife with his own weight on his knee.

"Ha, it's light! A blow!!

"Nah!? Kahaha......"

Wearing Rain's jaw tip, which exposed him to slight gaps in space, at the bottom of his right palm, he put a blow sinking his consciousness into her collapsed neck muscle as he landed.

"Oh, Dear Azrite... sorry... ooh..."

"... he's a hard guy inside, too."

Being kicked by a horse with his mouth pinned to other people's circumstances is not suitable for sex either, so I put him to sleep on cobblestones in support of a squire who is either a little too loyal to the Lord, and after glancing at the vigilante who rushes to this place, I also chased the little warcraft and jumped into the alley.