Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

The battle between Keith and the Horned Dead was very primitive, rough, and I didn't think they were both very magical people.

Keith slashes.

Blood bleeds out of the horned.

Horndead hits him.

Keith's bones and meat lift up his stiffness.

True, that's all.

Just so repetitive, how comforting.

Blood flows instead of sweat, fists and swords exchange instead of magic.

'Drungo' is a weapon. or force.

I see there are other heroes for you so far, relative to "AUTOMAN ARM".

"Isn't it time for a tight one, 'AUGUST ARM'!

A flash of horizontal giraffe eats into his flank.

Keith's arm swelled as he responded to the effort by not cutting it off as it was.

"Isn't that you waving a heavy iron stick in vain and fatigue reaching its peak!?

Thick. Too thick a wall of muscle fiber and meat.

Pass through.

I thought I succeeded in cleaving it - my sword was broken from the middle.

The other half is still eaten into the horned body.

"... dude, how can this happen"

"Unrelaxed muscle strength training, heh!

He pulled it through and broke even more on his knees.

Throw it away, fluff your nose and then smile.

Bleeding is more horned.

I guess that's why he's trying to make room.

"No more iron scraps, just throw it away and show me your power!?

Horndead seems to want a beating with Keith.

Patrol.

"... no, you're not as confident in your muscles as you are. I'll let you go with this one."

Keith, who still holds the broken sword as a weapon, can lose the light of interest from Horned Dead's eyes.

"... apparently I misjudged your vessel."

"Disappointed on your own with the expectation that you are busy"

He kicks the ground.

Keep your fists alert, but it wasn't.

Horndead held Keith from the front.

I can't even resist because I've been hit with every arm.

And it is lifted as it is - it is tightened up.

Keith realizes he's going to kill him like this, in such pain that his body is about to burst.

The Horned have enough power to make it possible.

"Magic, nope, in times, this is it"

It's too simple, vicious.

"It's pity as a warrior. Use your strength to crush your life."

"Well, it's an honor."

Horndead thinks he won. In fact, it's Keith's loss in comparison to simple power.

But battles are not determined by muscle strength.

Keith didn't throw away his sword for a reason.

Those who think there is no trick to the weapon of a hero from a technological state are more foolish.

In the pattern of the sword, pull the trigger.

"- Mmm."

Blade.

The blade broken by the Horned Dead moves alone and strikes him from behind.

Remote operation. It incorporates a mechanism that allows it to be used even after it breaks.

It's firmly, standing on his back.

But Horndead just screams that he's been insulted.

"Think something like this will come through!

"Aren't we supposed to get through?

Explosion.

"Kah."

From the Horned Dead, it looses its power.

"Your gut won't be muscular."

The blade that broke into the interior was shattered and scratched inside.

"Oh, my..."

Quickly, scratch his throat with the remaining blade.

"If it wasn't a satisfactory death, no evil."

It was a horned holding down my throat for a while, but I fall on my back as it was, whether I couldn't or didn't use healing magic.

The death face looked like Keith was laughing.

After confirming that the vital response had disappeared, Keith also fell, trying to look up to heaven.

"Ahhh, that hurts..."

The left arm, etc. is broken and red and black swollen, and the damage tightened to the point of rupture has eroded the whole body.

"Hey healing magic sucks... come on... well, someone's coming in there"

This fight was fun.

It was found that some heroes specialize in strength to the point of losing by comparison of power, and more importantly, they won.

Raise the broken sword in heaven.

"... now you can protect him by smiling?

Warriors protect smiles, witches and magicians make smiles.

Have I become the embodiment of it?

There is no one to respond.

Keith, who has been looking at the sword for a while, accidentally glances at him.

"Uh... shit"

Keith is less capable of magic sensing, but still feels magic within his senses.

"Well, if you're resting, then it doesn't look like it."

Apparently, your allies are at a disadvantage.

"Well, do you have another job?"

Whipped his body complaining of pain, Keith rushed out.

"Union of Heroes" - "Heroes of Drungo" Keith-Fulblood.

"Heroes Brigade" - "Heroes of the Haughty Arms" Horndead-Fineticabrough.

Winner - Keith.