Bijo to Kenja to Majin no Ken

In the act of throwing myself around, I circled behind the “shadow” of the blackheads.

I try to distance myself from the back of the "shadow” to cover it and tighten my feathers.

It was also possible to attack with a cane (mace) in my hand, but I have no experience in weapons combat against humans. I honestly just let go of the attack and thought it was suspicious if I could guess.

Either way, if there's a chance you can hear a word, you better capture him.

That's what I thought it was all about.

Oh, that - what's this happy (creepy) feeling about everything -!?

My hand, throwing away the cane (mace) and trying to grab both arms of the "shadow” from behind, didn't grab both arms well.

What I grabbed wasn't my arm, it was a softer, more grasping (voluminous) object.

A “shadow” stiffened Bikun as soon as possible, screaming a small, drawn scream.

And a moment later, the "shadow” that shook my arm off forcefully walked away from me as I guarded my chest.

- Uh-huh, this is an accident. I don't care what anyone thinks, it's an accident.

I nodded (groaning) over and over, looking at my own hands, somewhat niggly.

Confronted with me, Shadow pokes a long sword in his right hand into my face as he hides his chest with his left hand.

I said to the black-crushed “woman” standing in front of me, staring at the tip.

"You - not Asrina."

Asrina is not the benefactor who took care of her.

But at the same time that he was the object of gratitude, he was also the closest to Rodney.

So I thought that if Rodney and I had a presence working together to target me - unfortunately, it must be Asrina.

But I can assure you.

That opium decadence is not Asrina -!!

If you look closely, it is longer than Asrina, and much more feminine than Asrina, a silhouette with irregularities (nappies).

I know how good the style is, but unfortunately the surroundings are too dark to see the woman's face at all.

I tried to check the woman's face, hanging the magic of the light source (light) at the end of the sword poked at her face.

"- Become!?

The woman looks frightened and hurries to shake off her sword.

Did you think I could use some kind of bad magic? The motion seemed to be trying to turn off the light source (lights) that had dotted (both) at the cutting edge.

"Don't worry. It's just magic from a light source."

I said so and saw the woman's face illuminated by the light from the light source (light).

It was - I tied my black hair up, a beauty that surprised me.

The black-crusted costume is like a black trouser suit.

If you look, instead of gloves and shirts, even the shoes you're wearing are black.

The long eyelashes (eyelashes) and the long cut eyes that stared at me matched the appearance of the blackheads.

Dark hair and stunning light and dark (contrasting) white skin reflect the light from the light source (light) unwillingly bright.

The woman who stopped moving restarted her sword toward me and opened her mouth.

"- Are you the granting magician (enchanter)?

A beautiful voice with a polite tone reaches my ear.

Good. It doesn't seem like words don't make sense for now.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person."

But she's not convinced by what I said.

"Just ordinary people can't hang magic on the tip of a sword."

"Then you're an ordinary man with magic hanging over his sword."

――――

The woman's expression gets kicker and tougher, and she pokes the lit sword of the light source (light) in front of me again.

Shit - I think I pissed you off.

Nevertheless, I did not take it too seriously and threw in additional questions.

"Who are you?

When she heard it, the woman laughed with her nose.

"Huff - in this state, I'm the one asking the question, don't you think it would be your idea to answer?

A woman poking her sword at me and me round the waist.

- Well, if you look at it from the edge, I'm not invisible, like I'm being interrogated with my sword poked at.

But I answered without feeling weak at all.

You can't kill me.

"Is that an earlier defensive magic? You use strange techniques."

"You don't have to use magic to lose."

To distract me, I deliberately put it that way, but the woman seems to have been hurt in her self-esteem by what I said.

"Oh - would you like to try again?

Sure, the move that made the first shot was a soft one that I didn't think was a wizard (soothsarah) - "

"No, I don't care if you say it's soft, it's not as good as your dick."

My conditioned dialogue (line) makes the woman's expression even tougher.

- Shit, did I piss you off again?

After a moment, the woman broke her expression and put her strength into her hand, which had a sword to poke at.

"- After all, I think I need to kill you."

Even with a scary look, it's fascinating enough to fall in love with.

Maybe the woman in front of me has a reason to kill me.

But I had no reason to kill the beauty in front of me.

I don't know if I can reconcile it from here, but if I can pull any information out of it, it'll be some kind of cut.

That's what I thought. I took the conversation to the woman.

"Well, don't rush it.

- What kind of relationship do you have with Rodney?

――――

The woman seems to be grasping at the sincerity of my statement. I kept my sword in place and didn't make it faint.

I went on and threw words at the woman.

"My prediction is you're either hostile to Rodney, or you're observing Rodney for some reason."

That said, the woman returns a reaction without breaking her mind.

"- Why, do you think so?

"Because you're not going to kill me right away."

――――

The words alone must have made no sense why.

As I supplemented my words, I added explanations.

"Rodney knows me well.

Assuming you're one of Rodney's people, at least you know me from Rodney.

If you're willing to kill me on top of that, you can kill me without asking questions.

But... you're trying to listen to me right now.

That's because you don't know me very well.

I mean, you don't know me. You're not gonna be one of Rodney's people, at least.

- Besides, you bowled with me after Rodney.

There's no way you can ambush me up front more than you don't know me, so your purpose isn't me, it's Rodney.

As I was saying, you're not one of Rodney's.

Even though you're not one of them, you're rolling around near Rodney.

The only reason for this is if you're thinking of doing something about Rodney, or if you're watching how Rodney is doing.

She quietly listened to me.

But I'm not trying to figure it out.

Me and the woman will be staring at each other for a while...

And a woman opened her mouth so as to break that equilibrium.

"- To some extent, you seem to turn your head."

"Thanks to you"

"Who are you?

I open my hands and squeeze my shoulders and answer them with a smile.

"Rodney saved me from dying in the woods, poor old man.

I'm helping out at the church where Rodney is now...

If my expectations are correct, Rodney and I are likely to fight after this. "

"Why?"

"If it's what I expected, unfortunately, it's because Rodney didn't help me.

If that's the case, Rodney didn't help me, he “captured” me, and he “watched" me to keep me away from him. "

――――

The woman stared at me with a serious expression.

Beautiful long eyes and long lashes (lashes) that shake with eye movements.

Shit, when all these beauties stare at me, I'm going to feel weird -.

A little while later, the woman untied herself and lowered the sword that stuck at me.

"I'm a little interested in who you are.

- My name is Grace.

As you expected, I was following Rodney, watching him. "

A woman named Grace laughs at me.

When I look at it again, the black-squeezed menswear looks great on me.

"I'm Kay Arakawa.

- If I can, I'd like to exchange information. "

Grace accepted my offer honestly.

"I understand.

Rodney shouldn't be moving out of the mansion for a while.

Start by exchanging information with each other. "

Thus - until just a short while ago, me and Grace, who were in a killing relationship, were to put their swords away for the first time.

And based on what Rodney had in common, we were supposed to exchange information about each other.

Having finished the whole story, I unwittingly sigh.

Though I said exchange of information, the information Grace had as a result was honestly not helpful.

Is it on the side of justice that somehow she was watching Rodney and that the reason she was following him was because she was considered to be "deceiving and harmful to Clancy's priest"? Because it was so hard to describe.

But she was seriously searching for such a presence and trying to succeed or fail if necessary.

Meanwhile, the information I gave you is not good either.

Anyway, because of Clancy's constraints, I can't tell her straight that I'm from another world.

Therefore, I could only talk about "amnesia, obscure memories prior to that" that I honestly didn't convey the information regardless of what I thought.

However, I have the ability to ascertain my status.

As I “stared” at Grace, who was mysteriously speaking, I checked her condition (status).

[Name]

Grace.

[Age]

18

[Class]

Magic Swordsman

[Level]

22 (30)

[Status]

HP: 1684/1684

SP: 1015/1015

Muscle Strength: 531 (40)

Endurance: 402 (41)

Mental Strength: 504 (09)

Magic Power: 644 (23)

Agility: 833 (16)

Dexterity: 475 (78)

Dodge: 729 (74)

Fortune: 614 (33)

Attack: 744 (+213)

Defense: 543 (+141)

[Attributes]

Darkness

[skills]

Fire Attribute Magic 3, Wind Attribute Magic 2, Dark Attribute Magic 4, Life Magic, Magic Control 1, Physical Surgery 4, Swordsmanship 6, Reconnaissance 5, Secret 4, Untrap 5, Mental Resistance 7, Sleep Resistance 2, Pain Resistance 5, Disease Resistance 2, Automatic Magic Recovery 2, Cooking 5, Housekeeping 5, Harland

[Title]

Yurban's treasure trove, seeker, magic swordsman, swordsman in black, beauty in men's clothing, endless beauty

[Equipment]

Neil's Long Sword (Attack + 213)

Black Clothes (Suit) (Defense + 141): Set Effect

[Status]

None

Surprised. Pretty strong. Are you still eighteen...

Looks like a three-attributed swordsman.

It was a story about the wizard of the three attributes (the soothsarah) being rare in itself, so on top of that, a swordsman must fall into the rare category by hanging a circle.

- Whoa, what do you care? Cooking and chores are on a high level. I'm a little happy about the gap with appearance.

Nevertheless, I threw up a shitty dialogue (line) about "You Can't Kill Me," etc., but if it was really a fight after that, it would be suspicious if I could have won.

There are also 6 levels of swordsmanship in particular. While I was on my own, I was often avoided the unintentional blow of the first shot...

The other number (parameter) would be "Yurban's Treasure Library", which would also be the corner (and), and the best part of Grace's state (status).

A new unique noun has also emerged, but it is absurd to ask Grace what this title means now. Let's see how it goes for a while.

"Nevertheless...

Can I call you Grace?

"Yes, I will also call you Kay"

"What was Grace going to do after monitoring Rodney?

――――

Grace stared at me with her expression solidified. When I can stare at it with deep colored eyes, I honestly get thrilled.

"If I were what I wanted, I would have defeated you."

Grace said something drastic because she was a little uncomfortable.

"Does Grace know how strong Rodney is?

"No - I know it's strong, but I don't know the exact strength"

"I see.

Rodney's stronger than me, at least, than Grace. "

――――

Grace gets silent when she hears that.

"And there's another piece of information I can get to know about Rodney.

Rodney is the Apostle of Arabella. "

Hearing that word, Grace reacted with Pickle.

But the reaction is not as excessive as that of Asrina, who heard the word "Arabella”.

"I don't know how Kay made sure of that -.

If Rodney is an Arabella apostle of the "Dark Class," Rodney is more than likely the kind of being I'm after. "

"I see.

I also want to see what Rodney is trying to do with me.

But if you're sure, you're gonna have to fight like that. "

"Then - our immediate purpose may be the same"

That's what Grace said, prompting my next words with her eyes.

I decided to live up to that expectation and ride her invitation.

"Sounds like it.

From the side that tried to kill each other, it's also surprising that this happens...

Yesterday's enemies are today's friends.

Shall we go with the joint front until we defeat Rodney? "

Grace hears the words and smiles as she holds her mouth.

"Huff, right.

Instead of yesterday, it's only been a little while...

Okay - good to see you again, Kay "

Grace said so, reaching out to me with her right hand taking the gloves.