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

But just when she was thinking this, she found that the swordsman's expression became very solemn, as if he was facing a powerful enemy.

Ars and the swordsman man stood opposite each other.

Both sides took up stances, but no one made any move.

The scene suddenly became extremely quiet.

so quiet...

Even the sound of the wind blowing the grass is clear to my ears!

Liz noticed that there was an invisible confrontation between the two, and they were communicating with each other through subtle movements, which surprised her.

She always thought that Yaers's sword god level would not be that strong, at best it would only be at the lower level.

After all, you have mastered the stronger Sword God Style, so why should you learn the Water God Style?

But now Liz knows she was wrong.

Very wrong.

"Hey, why are you still standing and looking at him? Hurry up and chop off his hands and feet!" Boris said impatiently.

The voice did not fall.

The swordsman man suddenly stepped forward and swung the sword in his hand heavily.

"Yars, be careful!" Liz exclaimed.

At this moment, nameless fear filled her heart, as if something important was about to be lost.

But at this moment.

Yars' figure suddenly disappeared.

"What!" The swordsman man looked shocked.

He looked around in panic, but did not find Yars.

"Behind you." The voice came from behind without warning, like a devil's whisper.

"You fucking..."

The swordsman man turned around in anger.

But at the next moment.

The swordsman man suddenly felt the scene in front of him shaking violently, the world began to rotate, and his body lost consciousness...

It wasn't until his head hit the ground that he realized what he was doing.

own head...

Got chopped off.

……

The battle ended in an instant.

It was really just a moment.

From the start to the end, there was no sword-to-sword collision. The two sides just passed each other in an instant, and the winner was decided.

The Secret of the Sword God style: The sword of light.

By the time Boris and Liz came to their senses, the swordsman's body had fallen heavily.

The blood spurting out from the broken neck dyed the grass at his feet red, making it look extremely bloody.

Boris's eyes widened and he froze in place.

He suspected he was hallucinating.

How can it be?

How can this be?

How old is this kid?

He actually knocked down his own guard with one move... You know, his guard was an intermediate Sword God style and an advanced North God style!

How strong is this guy? !

Boris felt incredible.

When he came back to his senses, Yars had already walked in front of him.

"Well……"

Boris subconsciously took a step back, and then sneered: "Why, you actually dare to point a sword at me? Do you still want to kill me?"

"Huh? Didn't you understand what I just said?"

Yars tilted his head, "You are going to die here today."

"Hehehe, stop joking..."

Boris was completely unafraid.

He sneered and said: "Do you know who I am? I am a noble! I am from the Laurest family! If a commoner like you dares to attack me, the final result will be the destruction of your family!"

"I advise you to think carefully before taking action!"

"What about the civilians? Can the nobles ride on the civilians' heads and dominate them?" Yars asked calmly.

"Isn't this a matter of course? As a noble, your status is naturally higher than that of common people. There is no doubt about this."

Boris said proudly.

civilian?

how come……

Isn’t Ars a noble?

Liz couldn't help but froze for a moment when she heard this, suspecting that she had heard wrongly.

Seeing that Ars still had no intention of putting down the sword, she gritted her teeth and spoke out to dissuade him.

"Yars, if you are really a civilian, killing him will only bring misfortune!"

"Let's end it here... This matter itself has nothing to do with you. There is no need to cause trouble for me."

She said with a bitter voice.

Ars looked back at Liz and shook his head.

"But he wants to take action against you...and he still uses such despicable methods. I can't sit idly by and watch." Yars said in a low voice.

Say it.

Yaers' wrist shook slightly, then turned and left.

Boris was taken aback;

Seeing that Yars didn't take action, he was relieved.

While he was grateful to have saved his life, he secretly hated Yaers in his heart.

This matter will never end like this.

He actually allowed himself to suffer such shame and humiliation.

After going back, both Liz and this Yars will have to...

"what?"

Boris was stunned for a moment.

The world in front of me suddenly turned upside down.

The screen rotates rapidly, and the ground is getting closer and closer.

"Puff-"

The huge human head fell heavily to the ground.

"You failed for only one reason."

The voice came from the back of his head. Boris wanted to turn his head, but he couldn't.

"That's what pissed me off."

Ars sheathed his sword and said calmly.

The scene in front of Boris was covered in blood, and his lips that were rapidly losing color trembled slightly, as if he wanted to say something.

But before he could say anything, he lost consciousness.

--he died.

Extra: The Story of Ars (23)

Boris is dead.

The expression of disbelief remained on his face until he died. He could not understand that Yars would actually kill him.

What's the difference between that and suicide?

However, regardless of status, everyone has only one life.

"Puff-"

Laika, who had witnessed all this with her own eyes, collapsed on the ground, her face pale, and her shoulders could not help shaking.

Soon, a stream of light yellow liquid flowed out from her buttocks, soaking her panties.

She was scared to pee.

"Liz, how are you?" Yars quickly returned to Liz and checked Liz's injuries.

"Stupid, stupid..."

Liz covered her wound, her face pale.