Koluen
A nostalgic crouching voice rushes through my head.
"Don't forget, you're a bitch."
It's okay to use magic.
Asul said to Kol 'en.
Like Polois earlier.
However, I didn't expect it.
It's not about underestimating Koluen.
In the first place, it was a very advanced technique to practice magic and use magic while simultaneously wielding a sword.
Klang Island for winter holidays. Almark admitted that he couldn't do it now under the extreme circumstances of confronting Gizalte.
I decided that if I gave up my magic and didn't focus my whole nerves on the sword, Gizalte would kill me.
In the previous battle against Asul, Polois carried it out.
It was an indication of the solid foundation of his sorcery and, conversely, proof that he was not as familiar with the sword as Armour.
Although it sounded good when it came to coordinated attacks of magic and swords, the attack of Porois' sword that challenged it was unavoidably monotonous, and the accuracy of magic was low.
Armark did not choose the level of attack on Krang Island, which would have been very unreasonable for Gizalte.
However, Porois saw the difference between Asuru and his sword skill ability, and Asuru's attitude toward receiving it, and looked for a way to survive and a chance to win.
That was by no means a mistake. He caught up with Athl one step closer. But the victory was suddenly out of his hands for the time being.
Kol 'en was much more conscious of the sword than Polox, but it also meant that, like Almark, it interfered with the balance between sword and magic.
I couldn't cast magic like a Polois in my defense against Asul.
Even if I can use it, at most one of them will finally be used.
However, it didn't seem like Koluen was going to use magic, at least not yet.
Lowered arms. Koluen hangs around the asle in a close proximity to the stick.
A defenseless, crevice-filled posture.
Asle, who followed the movement with her eyes, frowned slightly.
Strike from anywhere.
The solid stance you just took is a lying transformation.
Only the tip of Kol 'En's sword was slightly shaken like another creature's, with the tip of Kol 'En's lowered right arm.
It's okay.
Asl said.
I'll decide the battle.
Koluen does not answer.
But his eyes were staring at Asur in the bright light.
Hmmm.
Athl stepped in at once.
Kol-En twisted his sword and turned around.
At that moment, Kol 'en's thrust was released from a very impossible position for ordinary people.
Hmm...
And in the sharp stretch of the thrust, Asur turneth away. Kol 'En jumped out loud and jumped back into a stick position.
Koluen came forward this time against the reclaimed Asuru. An unpredictable, reptile-like movement.
But my steps were shallow.
I pushed my sword out from a long distance.
When the attack was unlikely to arrive, Athletic stepped forward and tried to knock it down.
However, as the supple shoulder of Kol 'en gurgled in, the thrust stretched beyond belief.
"Mmm."
Kor 'En's sword blurted out the late-acting Asl's armor, making an ear-piercing noise.
Kol 'En bent over the sword of Athl, who was swinging to pass, and Kol 'En stood at a distance.
"The movement has become lighter."
Asl said.
"Is that your real move?"
The unanswered eye of Kol 'en dwells in the light of the beast.
As he wobbled, his body tilted. When he saw it, Koluen was stepping in.
The sword rips through the sky.
Hmmm.
Asl parries it and turns to counterattack, but then Kol 'En is already out of range.
Fast
Athl honestly praised.
"You look strange."
Koluen.
It was his late grandfather who gave the name to him.
In the kingdom of Werio, west of the Nakahara great power Foretta, lies the territory of his family, the Salugal family.
Brochia sits across the rugged mountains of Jebba.
It is a land inhabited by the Brochian people, who have unique cultural customs that distinguish them from the people of the southern and central plains.
Koluen's grandfather's grandfather, or the one who hits his grandfather, said he had Brochia's blood in him.
The figure, which was longer and lighter than the average Foretta, was unfortunately not inherited by his descendants. So Koluen's grandfather rejoiced that his newborn grandson had the character of Brochia, inherited from his grandfather.
And I named it after myself.
Koluen.
In ancient Brochian, it means "koji."
My grandfather used to say to Koluen, who grew so big that he suddenly tried to outrun himself.
"Tsubaki was a symbol of warriors in ancient Brokia."
Is that why I'm here? Since when did Kol 'En have an unpleasant craving for people who grew up in a peaceful country?
I want to fight a strong man.
Usually Koen was bright and gentle, but the emotions that struck him from time to time tormented his heart like a blade.
The kingdom of Werio is a small country, so the fence between the nobility and the common people is low, and there is a sense of intimacy.
Kol 'En, who was also an aristocrat, rushed out into the woods and rivers, playing and fighting with boys of his age.
However, his body was full of talent, and he soon became a sight to be seen by older boys as well as his age.
No matter what I did, I could do it better than anyone.
There was no environment where I could satisfy my cravings.
I wanted to fight a strong opponent.
Sometimes I sneaked around in the woods.
But in the end, I didn't encounter a single monster.
One day, my grandfather said, as if he were seeing through Koluen's mind.
"It was the blood of Brokia's brave warrior that was flowing to my grandfather Lewin, who will be your great-grandfather."
Saying that, I looked at Koen with a gentle eye.
"I'm sure that blood is flowing deeply to you." That's why I'm looking for a strong opponent. "
What should I do?
Kol 'en asked his grandfather.
How am I supposed to be satisfied with my blood?
“Kol 'en. Don't forget.”
My grandfather looks up at Koen with harsh eyes.
"You're a crook." Brokia's warrior burns as hard as a mantle, leaving only white ashes behind. ”
When I said that, my grandfather smiled. A lonely, somewhat envious smile.
Such a battle will be enough once in a lifetime.
Irregularly thrust out the swords, and Asle's armor was scratched again. The battle was now led by Kol 'En.
Asle's sword cuts through the sky again.
I couldn't catch the unique movement of Kol 'En.
The pace of Kol 'en is slowly rising.
Asle, who barely played Kol 'en's sword, suddenly smiled.
That's good.
Saying that, I look at Koluen.
It's an interesting match.
Yeah.
Koluen's expression relaxed for the first time.
It's fun.