Love Letter From The Future

2. The Lord is with you (4)

immersion in combat.

When your concentration reaches its limit, time begins to pass slowly. This moment when your senses are on edge and even the feeling of resistance in the air feels foreign.

Some called it ‘time of inspection’. They enjoyed close combat and crossed the boundary between life and death. There was no disagreement about the fact that there were many prosecutors among the residents living on this other time axis.

One of the proofs was Yuren. The world that his vision captures is noticeably slowing down.

The moment the sword emits a cool light, a solid silver line is drawn from the scabbard. Even if he split seconds into seconds, he wouldn’t be able to witness this speedy sword. But Yuren knew.

got caught

Before I knew it, Ian’s golden eyes were staring at his sword. In the frozen time, only those eyes seemed to move alone.

His mood, which had been leisurely holding a teacup, was reversed. The teacup soared and flew through the air, and the sword light exploded through the gap.

The solid silver line collided with the surging blade. Kang, sparks flew in the air. Yuren’s sword bounced slightly at the repulsive force.

Yuren’s eyes deepened.

It was too late even though I tried to attack first. If it was Ian’s skill he knew, it was normal if he couldn’t cope with this speed.

However, Ian not only deflected his sword as if it were natural, but he was also pulling out a hatchet. Yuren couldn’t come up with a proper response because he couldn’t understand the ulterior motive.

Ian’s intentions soon became apparent. It was because his hatchet cut down the table without hesitation.

With a crackle, the sound of wood being crushed, the small table that separated Yuren and Ian collapsed.

At the same time, fragments of wood bounced randomly. Yuren instinctively avoided the debris and took a backward step.

that was a mistake Like a beast that has found its prey, new types of men rushed in. Before I knew it, Ian, who had put the sword back into the scabbard, was holding only a hatchet in his hand.

Using a short weapon in close combat was tantamount to suicide. The longer the range, the more advantageous it was in any battle. There was only one exception, if any.

when the spacing is too narrow.

Yuren wanted to take a pity, so he quickly tried to distance himself, but it was already too late.

Kang, and metal colliding with metal, disturbing the view.

The hatchet was as fast as it was short. Ian was cutting the air with his hatchet like a seasoned conductor. The successive crashing sounds made it sound like a song.

And in the rhythm of swords and flames, Yuren was only in a hurry to cut off the hatchet.

dried Yuren felt possessed by a ghost. The battle was only twice. Even so, now Yuren’s inferiority seemed clear.

If there were no immediate factors to turn the situation around, he would be on his knees in a matter of minutes. Already, the hands used to slash the hatchet were getting dizzy.

It was close range. It might be better to give up the sword, when Yuren hesitated.

“Yuren!”

The saintess’ voice rang out. And a pure white glow permeated Yuren’s body. At the same time, the physical ability to increase explosively.

Yuren’s eyes flashed with joy. Yes, this twist was necessary.

A crack occurred in Ian’s double attack, which was riding the beat. It was because Yuren’s response speed was too fast. He was displaying incomparably more agile movements.

As if taking a backward step, he slipped away, and after securing distance, he immediately kicked the ground.

The silver sword light drew a straight line.

A blade shot through the air. A blow with terrifying speed that even cuts through the air gap.

It was a sudden acceleration. I had no choice but to respond. It was a sword that shot twice as fast as the familiar speed.

this works The moment Yuren took a step with such confidence.

Hook, and his sword cut through the air.

Ian turned his body sideways. Then, as if spinning on its axis, Yuren’s sword slipped past him. However, Yuren could not understand.

late. The moment Ian stepped on the step, Yuren’s sword had already reached him. However, as if the space was distorted, Yuren was bouncing off and cutting through the empty space.

However, the time given to Yuren to understand this was too short. he gritted it.

With the foot he stepped on as an axis, the sword that was drawn diagonally from such an unstable posture.

Sparks flew right away. The booming sound of the two blades resounding with a bang.

It was as expected. Suddenly, the hatchet was approaching. The eyes of Ian who wielded it were calm without even a single flinch.

It was as if the chicken’s neck had been knocked down.

However, Yuren was not such an easy opponent. When the sword and ax collided, he rotated his body with the anti-elastic force. And he was finally convinced.

Physical ability was Yuren’s superiority. Even though it was a sword attack standing on one foot, it was close. In that case, there was nothing to say about the sword that was shot straight.

Yuren’s eyes shone fiercely.

Returning to his place, he tried to draw his sword horizontally.

That would have been if it hadn’t been for the hatchet that had rushed into it. His head would split like firewood if he didn’t stop the hatchet cutting horizontally.

Defense came first. The moment his sword was raised.

Kwajik, an inaudible sound rang out.

The widened eyes testified to Yuren’s astonishment. Following that gaze, Ian’s hatchet was lodged in his shoulder, spurting blood.

It was unbelievable.

Isn’t it a hatchet that was cut horizontally? However, the sword drew a right angle like a waterfall, and harpooned Yuren’s shoulder. It was a movement that defied the laws of physics.

But then, there was a name that passed through Yuren’s mind.

He had a lot of interest in swordsmanship, so he was well aware of all the strange swordsmanships of the continent.

It was when he tried to spit out a name like a moan.

“Sword standing… Wow!”

Before Yuren could even finish his words, a blade flew like a flash and pierced his remaining shoulder. Unable to bear the pain any longer, Yuren screamed and sat down.

Blood flowed from both shoulders. The shoulder joint was smashed, so further fighting was impossible. The battle seemed to end with Ian’s victory.

If it hadn’t been for a sudden blow from behind.

it was the regime The fist fired at terrifying speed was like a weapon in itself. It was a surprise attack by the saintess.

It’s a secret externally, but the saintess also learned the secret martial arts of the kingdom for self-defense. Even if he only strengthened his physical abilities with divine power, he could overwhelm the idiot swordsmen.

If the jiu-jutsu that the monks learned was added to that, of course, the level of force could not be ignored.

However, Ian tilted his head as if he was already aware of the blow. A fist cutting through the air with a hook.

A series of attacks would follow. Even so, Ian didn’t even flinch.

Before that, there was something that attacked the saintess’ background.

It was a teacup. The teacup that had been lifted up in the air at the beginning of the battle, flew in a strange trajectory, aiming for the saintess’s head.

There was a feeling of bewilderment in the eyes of the saintess, who was not even paying attention to the teacup. Considering the flight time, it was absurd that the teacup would drop only now. However, her lack of practical experience led her to make foolish decisions.

Kwajik, and the teacup exploded in the air, scattering the tea.

The saintess had accidentally knocked the teacup away with her fist. Right after that, he got back up and tried to aim for Ian.

The saintess’ world was turned upside down.

Before I knew it, Ian came over and pulled the saintess by the arm, and threw the saintess over his shoulder.

There were all sorts of martial arts on the continent, but jujutsu was the only one that could penetrate the arms so quickly.

Seongguk’s Secret Jujutsu, Moon Reversal.

With a thump, the saintess’ body collided with the marble floor, creating a shockwave. A moan leaked out of the saintess’ mouth. But that wasn’t the end.

Twisting her arm naturally, she overturned and subdued the saintess. The saintess, who was facing the ground with her arms bent behind her back, could not resist.

This was also a characteristic of the majority of jujutsu, but the skillful linkage action was so familiar. The vision of Seongguk was clear.

However, a foreigner cannot learn Jujutsu from Seongguk, but his eyes filled with disbelief turned to Ian. But his golden eyes were still very calm.

“All, you… Heh, nu, who are you?”

She was so surprised that she swallowed her rough breath as she asked. Hearing this, Ian closed his mouth as if pondering for a moment.

His nonchalant eyes turned to the side, then back to the saintess. Unwavering golden eyes and trembling light pink eyes met in the air.

“… … me?”

The next moment, a booming sound rang out.

“Kyaa Whoa, how big!”

Ian broke the saintess’s arm as it was. The saintess groaned and wriggled on the ground at the pain of her shoulder joints being shattered. She bit her lip and glared at Ian.

There was blood in Yuren’s eyes. he shouted like a scream.

“sister! Ian you bastard… … !”

“If you don’t want your legs to grow, be quiet.”

It ended with those two words. Yuren’s eyes were resentful, but he had no choice but to clench his teeth.

Whether or not Ian did, he just moved on calmly. His wobbly steps headed for the chair he was originally sitting on.

He sat there and looked down at the saintess without saying a word.

A faint fear flickered in the saintess’ eyes.

This man has no hesitation.

When they tried to commit violence, there was bound to be an internal conflict. It was all the more so when the other person was a woman and a high-ranking official in the Holy Land.

However, that man seemed to not care about anything, and immediately broke the saintess’s arm after making up her mind.

It was a feeling she hadn’t felt in a long time, as she had been accustomed to the status of a ‘saint’ without realizing it.

However, Ian’s expression did not change even when he looked at him with a look of astonishment and fear. He only spat out one word with tired eyes.

“… … Ian Percus.”

After pondering for a moment, the saintess finally remembered the question she had posed.

The answer to the question ‘Who are you?

It was a truly appropriate and yet inappropriate answer, so the saintess could only laugh in vain.

Crazy baby.

I didn’t dare to spit it out, but muttered curse words in my heart.