Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

Can't you say cross counter......

It's just me and the Capitans that got in the way.

Each other's fists are engulfing each other's cheeky areas.

My fist naturally goes directly to the skin of Capitan, but the fist of Capitan goes into my mask.

The mask is not broken, so it looks like it could have been completely defended by the mask on the look of it, but the impact is actually coming in to the inside of the mask... internal destruction by the power of Qi.

You'd say there's no reason you can't get into your fists because you're concerned about the swordfish.

That's all I am because it's less risky to put it in a weapon because it fails to control it, but I guess I should train to attack it directly into my fist when I think about times like this...

But nevertheless, this...

Not me without fatigue, but the damage builds up well.

The wounds heal quickly, but they are not resurrected without consuming anything.

Magic and chi are consumed accordingly.

For this reason, the recovery is also tough in the current state of teasing......

Still, in less than an hour, the wound will heal... but I can't do that in this place right now.

That means.

I mean, what happens...

My fist drifts off the Capitan's cheek as I sloppy.

And I fell on my knees as I was.

The same goes for the Capitans, breathing on their shoulders, on their knees, and then, seeing as I'm doing the same,

"... Ha. Just hit it off..."

And I laughed.

Apparently, he finally reached his limit, having seemed inexhaustible in strength and chi.

It seemed tough to move any further.

I haven't had any of those vibes before... but I'd say I've cut the basics of not showing my enemies any weakness.

The boulder, my master... is not the hunter level of the village, no matter what.

On second thought, occasionally I wonder what it was that was calling adventurers because of demonic exorcisms in villages, but that was also, I guess, a form of fiction.

It's a normal village, so in times of danger, we usually call adventurers and ask them to exorcise the demons, which is an excuse.

Well, it looks like Capitan was away occasionally using the metamagic formation, and the hunters of Capitan's men are strong, but they still don't leave the general area.

Capitans and galves are special.

And the reason for that is that we both inherit the special position of Hathaler.

... Is my father, the village chief, also strong?

Do you not need such skill because you are the King?

With that in mind, about me winning or losing the battle against the Capitans,

"Confront, or..."

And whining, says Capitan.

"What, are you dissatisfied?

"No way. I didn't think I could win, that's enough. Of course, I wasn't fighting because I thought I'd lose."

"Right...... heh. Lent."

"What?

"... you've grown stronger"

That's quite a surprise, I'm surprised.

It's not like I've never been praised by a Capitan before, but I just felt like there was something caged in the words that came out of Capitan's mouth, something like emotion.

Well done, or good for you, or something like that with such an admiration for letting go.

So my chest got so warm.

Anyway, I felt like I could finally get my chest up properly.

When I became a divine silver (Mithrill) class adventurer, I left the village for ten years, wandering on the bottom and not knowing what to look like to the people of my hometown.

Still, everyone sees me without worrying about anything, so I used to come here once in a while... but somewhere, I felt like I wasn't doing anything every time.

But this time...

I can't say for sure that something is still being done, but I can see the outlook.

It is the path that was invisible back then that is spreading in front of us.

I thought to the Capitans, like I just showed you, oh, I'm glad you fought.

We broke each other's weapons, one at a time.

Especially if the Kapitan swordsman was a love product from a long time ago... because I did something sorry.

I just couldn't help it because I couldn't help it.

"I'm glad you said that. I've never had a proper meeting with a Capitan before."

"Neither have I ever struggled this far with my disciples. Maybe not if you're an adventurer but the ones up there and the demons like you're only in the depths of the secret... when I look at you today. Someday I'm going to be able to do that with those guys."

Capitans were strong, but not the strongest.

Even adventurers come out with platinum "platinum" and divine silver "misrills"... like they're quitting humans in the true sense.

I rarely see her because she's not the kind of person there.

Maybe the Capitans have met and seen where they actually fight.

I saw one, too, but I don't think I can get there as if I remember it now.

Still going for it......

"... if it means looking at strength, I've had enough. You're strong. Don't worry, I'll see you as an adventurer. Until a while ago, I couldn't help but be dangerous."

"Oh, did you?

"Oh... well, I thought you were working on it cleverly, because in your case, the place you were aiming for was where you were aiming... Sooner or later, I don't know if I'm going to abandon myself... but I didn't have to worry about it."

They were watching it more than they thought.

He only came back once in a while, but maybe even when his complexion wasn't good that time.

I was going to behave bright enough for you... but I guess someone I've known for a long time has spotted me.

"More than that."

Capitan continues.

"What?

"You're gonna make me hear a lot, aren't you? The feathers, the human movement I showed you in the middle of a fight, why..."

With that said, Capitan seemed to be largely considering it as well.

Well, it's not like when Garb guessed, 'cause he's a looking demon to see already.

What world is there for a people whose feathers grow acquired?

There is a wingman called "Frequently," but that was originally a kind of beast man, a species with a beast factor.

It's fundamentally different from my case.

It was obvious from the start that I was a human race, and yet the problem is that I have wings.