Reincarnation without a job, you have to live seriously even if you succeed in time magic

Liz snorted coldly.

She swung her sword with perfect precision and blocked the attack with her blade.

But at this moment...

"Crack!"

The sword in Liz's hand was broken in the middle without any warning.

"What?!" Liz was stunned.

Before she could react, the swordsman man suddenly raised his arm.

Following his movements, Liz was instantly covered in a fog, and her eyes felt a burning tingling sensation.

The swordsman man then flew up with a kick.

"Pfft!"

Liz felt a twinge in her abdomen.

She was kicked out and rolled several times on the ground before she came to a stop.

She used her slender arms to support her body and staggered to her feet. Before she could stand still, she felt a stab of pain in her abdomen.

She glanced down and found blood seeping out of her abdomen at some point.

On that guy's feet...

There are hidden weapons!

Liz's mouth twitched and she covered her injured abdomen while looking down at her right hand.

The sword in his hand had only the hilt and half of the sword body left.

The sword broke.

How can this be?

The force just now was not strong enough to cut off the sword, unless the sword itself had been tampered with...

"..."

Liz turned to look at Laika in surprise.

But he saw that the latter had walked behind Boris without knowing it, with apologies written all over his face.

"I'm sorry, Liz. Actually, I didn't want to help him."

"But he gave too much."

Laika laughed dryly and said: "So, you should just obey Master Boris."

Liz was completely stunned.

"That's it."

Boris shrugged and chuckled: "Miss Liz, your best friend has said this, do you want to think about it?"

"...There's nothing to think about."

Liz took a deep breath.

She endured the stinging pain and stood up straight, her expression becoming increasingly cold.

"You damn nobles will only make me feel sick. If you want to kill me, just go ahead."

Boris smiled and said: "You can't kill him. After all, what's the point of killing a corpse? It's the living ones that are interesting."

Liz looked even more disgusted.

The swordsman man turned a deaf ear to this and just stepped forward with his sword in hand again.

His swordsmanship has shadows of the Sword God style and the North God style, which are weird and tricky, making it difficult for people to deal with them.

Liz took a deep breath.

The blow just now made her almost unable to stand up.

In fact, she knew that she was bound to lose, but she would never accept to sit still and wait for death.

Just when she was about to strike first.

A figure as bright as flames suddenly stood in front of her.

Liz's eyes widened instantly.

"Yars...why would you..."

She subconsciously covered her mouth.

"Huh? Where did you come from?"

Boris frowned. He didn't expect that someone would suddenly intervene.

Ars didn't answer, just stared at him.

"Dad once said that."

"In this world, betrayal and deception are the only things that cannot be tolerated."

Ars's cold gaze burned like a torch, as if it was going to set everything on fire.

"Boris, you die!"

Extra: The Story of Yars (22)

"Death?"

"You want me to die?"

"Hahahaha, stop joking!"

Faced with Ars's angry death announcement, Boris just laughed.

"It's just you? What do you think?"

"Be wise and get out of the way immediately. Don't interfere with this young master's business! Otherwise, I will kill you!"

Boris scolded unceremoniously.

"Really, let's try it."

As Ars said this, he drew his sword from his waist.

There was no emotion on his calm face, but anyone could feel that beneath that calm expression there was a surge of magma about to erupt.

"Wait, Ars!"

Liz panicked instantly.

She didn't know why she was flustered.

He just subconsciously grabbed Yars' arm and begged: "Yars, this matter has nothing to do with you, run away!"

"No, it's about me."

"what?"

"Because I like you."

Ars said calmly.

When Liz heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and then her face turned red. She was speechless for a long time.

On the contrary, a thick smile appeared on Boris's lips.

He looked at Yars with a playful look.

"Hehehe..."

"I see, the boy Laika mentioned who appeared next to Liz recently is you."

"I changed my mind, I'm going to chop off your hands and feet!"

"Then~ Hehehe~ I'm going to fuck Liz until she's unconscious in front of you, and let you watch the girl you love being humiliated and helpless, hehehe~~"

Boris licked his lips with a distorted expression, the desire in his eyes undisguised.

"wishful thinking!"

Liz glared at him fiercely and gritted her teeth: "Even if I commit suicide, there is no way I could be defiled by a disgusting guy like you!"

"Then there's nothing we can do. We can just make do with corpses." Boris said regretfully.

"you……"

Liz was stunned.

Although she had long known that nobles were not good things, she never expected that they would be so disgusting.

She struggled to hold the sword tightly, thinking about a solution.

But at this moment, Yars reached out and held her shoulder.

"Leave this to me," Yars said.

"no!"

Liz said anxiously: "Although I don't know what genre that guy's swordsmanship is, he must be at least at an advanced level!"

"With your swordsmanship level, you are no match for him!"

"Give me your sword and I will delay time. As long as you can escape from here..."

However, no matter what Liz said, Ars had already pointed his sword at the swordsman in front of him.

"Oh? You have a good posture, Sword God Style?" the swordsman man said.

"Sword God style?"

Liz was stunned for a moment when she heard this.

How could it be the Sword God style? Ars should be a low-level swordsman of the Water God style...