Sendai Yuusha wa Inkyou Shitai

To parable that, it was like a lightning bolt.

Almost simultaneously with the start of the game, a man named White Judge emitted a flash of light.

The flash emitted, the light of which was the brilliance of the spear's tip.

Confronted Quon fled that attack so that he could throw away his shame and his outer ears and roll.

Because the moment I saw it, I realized I couldn't make it in a decent move.

"Huh!?

Rolling, Quon escaped a spear blow and crawled on all fours, jumping backwards to be bounced with four legs.

"Fucking," Fox Fire "!!

Quon takes out several paper bills from his nostalgia when he is distanced from his opponent by backsteps.

The bill burns in an instant, and then a blue and white flame is released to the White Judge.

The blue-white flame runs as if it were alive, changing its orbit,

……

The windswept spear will shoot you down as easily as if you were dropping a feather.

but that still doesn't matter.

I know a hundred things can only be useful to the extent of blindness.

Therefore, Quon became diseased.

The Fox Fire bill is a fabric stone to rewind the race.

"It's a reorder!!

Behind the hood, Kuon felt his opponent take his breath.

"I got it."

Kuon smiled invincibly at it. He even stepped into the face of his opponent.

I can't go back on the spear I already shook. An empty body.

Quon put his hand on the knife pattern he carried and swung it through.

The blade knife draws the trajectory of Quon as he envisioned,

"─ Huh!!

By the sword that appeared out of his coat, he was prevented.

"─ Repositioned."

"Huh!?

Speaking low and roaring, the white referee slammed a kick into Quon's belly, as if to get rid of a wild dog.

"Chi, were you in too much of a hurry......"

Quon tongued over his impudence while keeping his bumpy and painful abdomen in check with his hands, although it wasn't the kind of pain that struck him around.

Why did you think his weapon was just a spear?

At the start of the game, the flash, that flash was sharp, so I was wrong to say that spears were his specialty, that he was only working up spears.

I couldn't figure out how he pulled out his sword.

Not because the sword was hidden behind the coat.

Because he was used to using his sword, he simply couldn't see the speed at which it was pulled out.

"Damn... ─ sooo..."

He kicked me in the ass, so I could distance myself and calm down.

Next time, make sure he slashes it with a knife.

Kuon holds the black knife with his left hand backwards and marks with his index finger and middle finger with his empty right hand.

(… hmm?)

It was a quon ready to attack, to take,

(What the fuck? That setup...)

I felt uncomfortable with their structure.

The opponent was standing still with both swords and spears.

That, Kuon had seen somewhere standing like he had just held a spear and a sword.

……

"Oh, hey!?

The opponent then moved his body so that his hand with the spear could hide and, conversely, extended his arm with the sword straight towards Quon.

Hiding the spear, pointing the tip of the sword...

"Aniki's...... Aniki's of Yashiro," Kamui "setup!?

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"What!?

"Duh, what's wrong, Mr. Yashiro?

At the same time I stood up and pulled out my previous guests, and I gained momentum.

Bernadette panics, but honestly, I'm more confident I'll be in a panic.

"Hey, why do you have the same setup as me...! Are you fucking Leo?!?

As a rule, the only people who know my setup, Heavenly Clothes Seamless "The Setup of Divine Clothes," are my friends from three years ago.

Although there was an exception to say Quon, I hear that Quon was also taught by his companion three years ago, Jean-Jacques Eustace.

And all I'm saying is, the only one who takes that setup is three years ago... plus Leonhardt is the only one who has that kind of tea eyesight in it or a prank kid character!

I looked around and looked for Sylvia, who would be watching this game too.

"... there he is!

I made sure Sylvia was in the guest room with the dress on.

Beside it, there was... Leonhardt.

Realizing my gaze, Leo shook his neck sideways to say, after a bitter laugh, not himself.

"Isn't that Leo?... So who the hell are you?

I couldn't answer the question.

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"Rah!!

─ ─

I can play flash.

Whenever the blade and blade collide, metal sounds and sparks scatter.

Kuon and the white referee met in an unknown number of rounds no longer.

If the spear is released in an attempt to penetrate itself, he twists himself, avoids one piece of paper and approaches, and if he releases the knife, the sword strikes at it.

Only those four itineraries were taking place like infinity.

At a rate so difficult to perceive in a normal person, countless spears of sword are played out.

The audience breathes and only the sound of a sword trident woods the arena.

(─ Yikes!!)

In the spear, Quon could not portray himself as victorious.

(They're good, they're good! There is probably no big difference in strength...... but something is overwhelmingly losing!!)

In the Battle of the White Soldiers without any charms, you can't win.

Kuon, who felt that way, struck his tongue.

(I can't believe I've been able to help you again and again... damn, but...!)

(12) When he was competing, Kuon held the pattern he was holding with both hands with one hand, and when he pulled out the short knife on his hips with his empty hand, he threw it down to the ground.

Shortcuts pierce the ground. The quon then

Remove a few bills from the nostalgia.

That, as the white referee stepped and jumped up the swinging spear, he threw a bill on all sides of the knife and pasted it.

Perfectly, when a bill is affixed to a ring, a red letter flickers like a bug from that bill, and at the next moment the letter draws a circle.

─ ─

The white referee understood what Quon was trying to do.

I'm trying to summon the spirits of the monster class I showed you in the first war.

The white referee targets Quon in an attempt to obstruct the summons.

A few times faster sword triumphs are played out earlier.

"─ Finally, are you serious... fierce, dude!!

The summons is ready.

After that, just twist the knife and release the wedge.

Tease the onslaught,

"Huh!!

Quon avoided the spear and jumped up... heavily into the sky.

"Hehe... nothing scaffolding is just that ring, huh?... I'm probably the only one who can scaffold this place, but hey!

Immediately above, Quon was directly above the white referee, floating upside down.

No, it's not floating.

It stands as a scaffold with domed results stretched out to prevent damage to the audience.

"" Sealed God Liberation "......!!

─ ─ Gilli.

When Quon makes any pulling motion, the short knife is turned with a blunt noise of a giraffe.

On a good look, the ultra-fine iron thread was tied to a short-knife pattern. This iron thread was used to turn the knife.

─ ─

A white referee notices the iron thread and cuts it off with a spear.

─ but I couldn't make it.

"Not at all, he's a rough descendant of a fox."

There is cold air freezing to my heart.

A compelling voice sounds disturbing to people.

Moments later, a white referee was trapped in a pillar of ice.

As you waved the spear, you stopped moving as if you'd been stopped from time to time.

Bishi, Bishi...

A crack runs on an ice column that traps the white referee. It increases countlessly,

"Hmm!?

"Ho... this is going to be funny inside"

I made a ragged noise and scattered it.

"- Honestly, I'm dying.... this fight, win or lose, you go to the next game"

A white referee says to Quon, who stepped down to the ring.

"What, are you going to?

When Quon asked, the white referee stuck his spear in the ring and delivered his sword to the sheath.

"As a brother with the same person as a teacher, I was going to see strength. - But because you did more than I expected (...), I wanted to get serious."

"Same master? What do you mean... you didn't mean by that?"

Quon, who said something he did not understand, is irritated and concerned.

"Exactly what I meant. I'm not serious."

"Just kidding! Are you kidding me?

Quon barks. But by contrast, the white referee shook his head beside him.

"No, I'm not giving in. I'm out of strength now (...).... but I haven't shown you the trump card"

That said, the white referee took off his hooded white coat.

"You said Quon Hereot, you are.... My name is Prochion. Mr. Yashiro's best apprentice."

I took off my white coat. It was the boy who took it off, in silver hair, with the beast ears that characterized the beast man.

"Siri...... Us!?

A groaning voice was released from the mouth of Bravery.