They Said My Status Stayed the Same Even Though I Reincarnated in Another World!?

I shall begin by quickly packing the distance with Mr Ligret.

By contrast, Mr. Ligret will distance himself from me while setting up a gunsword - shooting.

I expected it, but Mr. Ligret's sword is a 'magic gun'.

It is a gun that fires bullets by magic, and power is not Blitz's ratio. Bullet speed, power is comparable to real guns.

Plus, it has an extra effect by magic. Explosions, lightning strikes, poisoning and icing. It's a horrible weapon, unleashing a bullet of unusual ease.

Besides, in Mr. Ligret's case, both cloves are rifle shaped.

It would be quite powerful, I can imagine.

I predict the trajectory of Mr. Ligret's magic gun bullet, leaning forward and dodging it.

The bullet flew through the sleigh and landed on the ground behind me.

The shock blows away the hardened soil, causing a large amount of earthen smoke to rise.

I repeat this a few times and both I and Mr Ligret perceive the glue of the situation and change their behaviour.

I stop chasing and stop on the spot.

Mr. Ligret also sets up a gunsword and stops.

The agility of me and Mr. Ligret in the maximum seal is about the same. So there's no point in chasing me.

I have decided to focus solely on avoiding Mr Ligret's bullets.

If you had a chance to clog it up, it would be time for Mr. Ligret to think, 'Shooting is pointless' and take new action.

Meanwhile, Mr. Ligret stopped his leg. You're probably wary of my behavior.

But why are we stopping? It should be better to keep your distance in favor of Mr. Liglett, who is overwhelmed by the range.

And - the next moment, Mr. Ligret rushed over here.

I was surprised at the same time, I see, I thought.

Mr. Ligret is a user of a sword, not a sword, not a gun.

Normally, the sword is an aside from melee, only where guns dominate.

But Mr. Ligret's status confirms that he has C-rank skill in swordsmanship as well as shooting.

This means that close range fighting is also an area of expertise as well as shooting.

"- Ha!!

Mr. Ligret wields a gunsword and comes slashing at me.

Avoid this without difficulty, but continue to strike another sword as well.

A continuous and breathless attack by a duplicitous stream.

I'm going to cut through and dodge these.

I can see with one eye that Mr. Ligret's fat muscles are sharp and quite a bit of workout. I'm not shaking it without darkness, but I've been trying to pick and hunt down a series of fat muscles that I don't like properly.

But - that level of practice is only on a par with the Knights of my house.

I was stronger than that Knights man, and there's no way they'd catch me if it was easy.

"Chip."

Mr. Ligret's tongue strike. At the same time, the fat muscles change.

A strange fat muscle, which can seem like a big mess somewhere. One way or another, a big, dancing move, shall I say?

Naturally, it's not hard to avoid.

But - at the same time as dodging, the other sword has been 'shooting'.

Magic bullets strike me.

To an unexpected coordinated attack, I manage to evade, albeit surprisingly.

But that can't be it.

Furthermore, Mr. Ligret's gunsword will stack slaughter.

Collaboration, which is impossible with swords alone, and unpleasant attacks, pushes me more than I can imagine.

Sometimes Mr. Ligret's collaborative attack on swordsmanship and shooting is awesome, but a move I've never seen before, was what tormented me.

Anyway, I can't imagine the next hand.

And even if you see fat muscles and ballistics, you can't imagine the means to avoid them successfully.

As I take a series of attacks, I lose my room.

And - at last, I am caught on the ballistics of the shooting, in a position that cannot be avoided either.

"I got it!

Paan, and Mr. Ligret's shooting sounded.