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

At the same time as the game begins, your Quera sister will be stuck with me in an instant.

And flash the long sword.

I prevent this critically, but naturally I cannot afford it.

One after another, your sister's sword flashes approach me.

I manage to avoid it, or repeat the recirculation in a meeting.

but your sister is more agile. Plus, swordsmanship skills are up there.

I will be cornered in less than that time.

"- Kuh!

No choice - I use the unattributed magic 'Buster Blitz'.

Even so, in my case, it's adrift magic very similar to that.

Innumerable blitz, activated with no chant. This will strike your sister in unison.

"Ha, this is amazing!

Your sister laughs happily at this and dodges it. Dangerous ballistic blitz knocks it off with a sword flash with dark magic, and dodges anything that doesn't.

More than thirty bullets I sent in an instant have been lightly dodged.

"- Unchanted blitz indiscriminate, this power. If we get a real blow, we're in danger."

Your sister will let only one hand hold the sword apart and shake it with a flicker. Apparently, the shock sounds when you slap off my blitz.

"I guess I'll be okay with this if I get serious."

Say, your sister laughs niggly.

The trick that led up to the point where you hunted me down was part of the trick.

When I thought about it, I felt like my spine was freezing.

"Come on! Look, it's good, Farri! This is my wife! A mixture of vampire and demonic powers that have never been broken except by your father!

Your sister jumps up when she says it - as it is, it floats in the universe.

I knew you had the skill to fly, but if you get flown in front of me like this, it's still bizarre.

"'Red Mascarade', activated!

The next moment - your sister bit her own finger and scratched it.

And from the wound - vast amounts of blood overflow.

Blood stays still in the air, takes shape - and clots.

What I could do that was countless swords.

Blood hardened, red sword.

That was more than twenty floats in the air.

I'm bloodthirsty.

Perhaps your sister manipulates you like a weapon.

Anyway, the skill in blood manipulation is B.

You will control all your swords and attack them like you actually wave them.

It's a nightmarish sight.

"Come on, let's dance, Fari"

Your sister said, in a kind voice.

Rather, it means that's all we can afford.

How horrible I have become.

And - countless swords fly at me.