Gate of Amitilicia Online

My arm also healed, so I dropped information on the sea elf sleigh. The way it was done is the same as when the forest elves were. The question offense was the same and answered as far as I could.

Something strange sprang up, but I ignored it. Do something with the sleigh residents later. I'm not willing to deal with them.

167th login.

I decided to clean up my errands in Wang Du. This is a meeting with Mr. Stahl Fordt, the knight of the King's capital.

Bodies found at each [training ground]. He is a person who is likely to have a clue to it, as well as someone who may be an associate of a militant school.

Actually, this can be my second visit. An active knight usually works, so he was away when he first visited.

For that reason, it was today that I decided to visit in advance for the holidays. Quinn is in free movement, by the way.

I left the letter of introduction from Mr. Larser for you at the time of your first visit. Now, when I visited with a little anxiety as to whether I could see you, I was given a light pass. However, he told me to move to the garden, not inside the mansion.

When I head over there, I hear something. Can I call it the sound of something hard colliding?

When I went out into the garden, I could see that there were no trees, flower beds, etc., but instead many piles about two metres high had been punched in. The thickness is small, and some of them are equipped with sheet metal armor. It would be for training. Seems to be using it pretty well.

And one man stood in front of a pile as thick as a hug. Is he about fifty years old? He's 180, no, close to 190. It's a macho dandy with gray-haired brown hair trimmed into a horn.

The man was tapping his fist against the pile. This is the sound I've been hearing from earlier. I'm not wearing anything on my hands, and I'm not using [magic fire]. From time to time, he continues to strike the pile with his bare fists, weaving his kicks as well.

Every blow looks very heavy. I guess this guy's been doing this training for a long time. A fist in my hand Dako tells the story of it.

The man, who continued to strike for a while, took a breath and saw this one. There is such an atmosphere as fighting alien opponents who disappear in the jungle. Or leather jeans and sunglasses, and a shotgun looks good on you.

"You kept me waiting. Stahl Fordt."

A man named him. Is this Mr. Stahl? Have a meeting. I'll name this one.

"I'll see you first, Sir Stahl. I call it the Gentile Fist. Thank you for taking the time for me today"

"I was interested in Lord Fist, too."

Thankfully, Mr. Stahl says with a grin.

"Lord Fist's name had been heard from the knight of Dorad. That, he said, has Sir Larser's letter of introduction. Sounds like a pretty funny Gentile."

Via Dread's Knight? Does that mean defense against the Demons? Or a pirate crusade?

With that in mind, I noticed Mr. Stahl's gaze. What is it, like you're observing my whole body?

"Um, something?

"According to a letter of introduction from Sir Larser, you are a user of hand-to-hand karate, right? I can see you're working out pretty good."

A player's avatar, for example, muscled up and muscled up, shouldn't be the same as it was when it was created. What does this guy see?

"Let's talk about your militant school. Because of this, could you show me your present?"

Mr. Stahl moved himself from the pile, or the front of Marutai, as he said. Then, point your index finger at Marutai. Um, I mean, a flow of showing strength or something? Why do you seem so happy?

Pressed by an irresistible atmosphere, he stands in front of Marutai and touches it, where everything is snagging. I tapped it gently and it returned a hard sound. What is this tree... Haganegashi... Steel oak? GAO's own tree? Looks hard from the name. Actually, it's hard.

Try putting out your moves against Marutai, I guess that means. I wouldn't just be talking about overlapping [enhanced magic shots] and crushing the whole thing. Could it be that Mr. Stahl won't be able to move on if he doesn't show what he's convinced of? No, that's just... I don't know. I don't know anything about Mr. Stahl's character.

Do you want to hit me first? Since the right gauntlet is lost, let [Magic Strike] wrap around the right hand only as a substitute, and set it up.

And he looked at the steel oak in front of him against the enemy, poking his fist out. A hard feeling returns to my fist. Marutai is not even scared. Seems to lay pretty sturdy.

Go on and release your left fist. Naturally, all the best. Still, the sound of standing is smaller than Mr. Stahl's. Mr. Stahl's fist, how powerful is it?

He also kicked his right elbow, his right back fist, his left knee, and his right turn. He carefully slapped each and every one of them into the marutai. Honestly, I should have stopped elbowing and kneeling. It hurts because I don't have any protective equipment.

I don't have eyes on my back, so I don't know Mr. Stahl's reaction. So go on.

Steady, this steel oak has no effect on Einfast's training grounds, even though there was a real sense that it was responding or doing damage. It doesn't mean it won't scratch, but it doesn't feel like it's working.

There's no way they're even looking at you there, is there? I guess they expect a pretty good blow?

"Huh!"

I don't know, so I decided to try. When [Handknife] is activated on the right hand and cut into pieces, the wound is engraved on the whole tooth along the trajectory. I felt slightly shaken by Mr. Stahl's signs.

Continue to flank the right hand that returns it, and also activate and poke the [hand knife] on the left hand. Lateral one-letter wounds and spike wounds were added.

Now put [fist hammer] on your right hand, hold your fist and shake it down. Unlike when I was beating him normally, there were traces of him in a slight but clearly visible way.

Back off a little and finally release [Axe Blade Leg] with your right leg. [Handknife] I stopped attacking and turned around where the wound was carved into a round too deep above, and I saw Mr. Stahl.

When Mr. Stahl approached Marutai, he looked to check the engraved marks,

"Lord Fist. How did you get this move, my lord?

A little while later he turned a serious eye to me and asked.

"Say?

"There will be a master who told you about this move. Didn't you knit it yourself?

"Before I do, I'd like to ask you something. Do you have any idea who's using this move?

Hi, Mr. Stahl. I'll show you how I know something about my moves. This could be a hit. When I asked back with that in mind, Mr. Stahl nodded.

"I know someone who uses the same moves as you. No, I was there, should I say? I've been on a journey a long time, and if I haven't heard from you, I haven't even come back."

"He said he was using the same moves as me."

Then I took the example diary from [Space Storage] and gave it to Mr. Stahl.

"The moves I wore were those in this diary. And this diary is in the luggage by the body found in a certain place."

Mr. Stahl turns the diary to pieces. Stop your hand several times and turn again. After repeating it several times and reading the last one again, Mr. Stahl closed his diary.

"Probably, though. This diary is supposedly written by someone I know"

Arms together, Mr. Stahl turned his closed face to the sky. Was the name of Stahl in the diary still this Mr. Stahl?

"What was your relationship, may I ask?

"Together, we were friends drilling a handless move. Not that it's the same door."

There was a statement in the diary that Mr. Stahl was aware of his strength. That was probably the same for Mr. Stahl. Are you saying that it was a relationship that recognized and enhanced each other's power?

Slowly exhaled, Mr. Stahl's gaze turns this way.

"By the body, though. What state was it, may I ask?

"At the end of the hole to dig on, he was falling at the front. I think he didn't give up until the last moment and kept moving forward to live."

"I see. Sounds like him. But we're lucky one of them came home with just the artifact"

There was a lonely grin on Mr. Stahl's face.

"One side?"

"Oh, it was two brothers who traveled. My brother hasn't come back."

Really? The way I put it, I don't even know if I've heard from him or anything. Maybe he died somewhere.

"My youngest brother lives in Wangdu. This one's alive. I'm still protecting the genre."

"That means you know where it is."

"Oh. There you go, Lord Fist. Could you give me this diary?

You want to give it back to your family. Of course, there's no reason to say no.

"Yeah. I'll give you a package, as it were, to Lord Stahl. And the remains."

"... what!?

Mr. Stahl's face, which opened his eyes, was right in front of him. I have gashy hands on my shoulders. Hey! When did you pack your time!?

"Are you also retrieving the body!?

"To, if it was near the luggage, bone that seems to belong to an adult man, I'm collecting it. I can't tell if it belongs to him or not!

Close! Close! Rough nose! Won't you stay away for a minute! My shoulder hurts!

I'm sure it's a circumstance, but there's no definite proof! I don't have a way to make sure!

"... can you show me your skull?

"Oh, I see."

Take an intermission to escape and remove the boned crate from [space storage]. And when I opened the lid and took only the skull, I showed it to Mr. Stahl.

"Um, let's be sure it belongs to Victor"

And Mr. Stahl nods as sure as he is. Oh, you really figured that out? And you're sure? Really, what does this guy see?

Lord Fist, let's give this back.

Mr. Stahl will give you the diary.

"Later, come with me. I want you to give this to your family."

"That's okay, though. The search for survivors was one of the reasons I came to Wang Capital, and I was interested in the genre."

While I receive my diary, I doubt it. Now, not later, is it?

"Well, let's get back to it."

Saying, Mr. Stahl leaves. At a distance of about five meters, he turned this way, sticking his fist out and showing it.

"It's like a policy on the militant school, but let's get it together in the sense of confirming it"

"Yes?"

"Besides, you inherited Victor's moves. Though self-taught, you could say apprentice. I want to see your moves in front of enemies, not immobile piles."

"No, but it's..."

I thought it was a bad idea, so I realized it was a worry. Anyway, I couldn't capture Mr. Stahl's movements earlier. This man is strong. Maybe more than me.

Mr. Stahl must be telling you to show it to me after you figure it out.

"Okay. I'll borrow your breasts."

"No need to hesitate. Come with all your might."

Clean up the diary and the remains, put up your fists. I didn't think it would be a good idea if they took the lead, and decided to attack from here.

... Damn! I could have expected something strong! This guy, Mr. Larser, he's not on the same level!