Sougen no Okite ~Shii Yatsu ga Moteru, Ii Buzoku ni Umarekawatta zo~

The three of us approach Blanc, watching Malo's horns glow suspiciously.

Bran woke up and stood up and stared at me.

You've come a long way, humans.

Ooh! Talked.

Kyle pulls out his sword and points his sword at Bran while I'm surprised.

"(Apply for a one-on-one battle with you, Kyle Etts, Second Prince of the Kingdom of Etts)"

Something about Kyle screaming out loud and Jumel looking subtle, but what's going on?

"Jumel, what's Kyle saying?

"He took the liberty of signing Bran up for a one-horse fight."

What! Plus, he's got the look of Bran grinning at his mouth.

"(I see, is this the word you use, or yes, apply to me for a ride... Interesting)"

Bran is saying something to Kyle in the southern language.

Bran can speak the southern language, too.

"Blanc apparently takes a ride."

Jumel slaps me in the ear.

I was alarmed because the flutter was gone when we met.

"(I'm sorry, Lord Jumka, I have to settle with this guy alone)"

Kyle is turning this way and saying something.

Translate what Jumel just said about Kyle.

What shall we do...... Honestly, the best chance of winning is to punch Kyle right now and fight Bran for the three of us. But Jumel also wants a reproduction of the anecdotes of the past.

"Whatever you want."

"(They say you can do whatever you want)"

Jumel probably told Kyle what I said and Kyle nodded cocoon too.

"Funny, ride with me, Malo. Never use magic."

"Yes, you"

Oh, Malo talks too.

Malo also nodded with his head cocooned.

Kyle held a blue dragon knife in both hands and took a straight eye stance.

twitching and moving forward with each other.

It was Bran who moved first.

Bran rushes to Kyle and swings his right forefoot toward Kyle.

Kyle shrugged it with a piece of paper and shook up the Blue Dragon Knife.

Bran also flies behind if the first blow was towing Kyle's blow.

Stuffed with chasing it by foot, Kyle shakes up the Blue Dragon knife and strikes it down.

Bran flied it back again.

Kyle strikes down, shakes up, turns his body from the nagging and moves the Blue Dragon Knife to attack Bran.

Bran also has only one way to deal with it, sliding back.

I'm going to be fascinated by Kyle's flowing sword moves, but now we have to do what we do...

"Jumel, get ready."

"Yes."

Jumel has a slightly larger box of dirt available. This is a fire box, something we prepared to kill Bran at least when we lost. It's best not to use it, but I can't even say so.

Next to Jumel getting ready, I was concentrating on the two of us.

Blanc stares at Kyle when he makes a big mistake.

Kyle is staring at Bran without disturbing his breath.

We don't have one scratch on each other.

"(You, good arm)"

"(Thanks for that)"

They're talking about something.

Bran jumps up and attacks Kyle.

Kyle matched the Blue Dragon Knife as if waiting for it.

It's a brilliant counter to match your opponent's attack.

Kyle's blue dragon knife eats into Bran's right forefoot and blood blows out of it.

But the Blue Dragon Knife stops there.

Kyle's eyes open to surprise.

Bran's left forefoot approaches Kyle in the gap where Kyle is surprised.

Kyle immediately pulled out the Blue Dragon Knife and left Bran.

Bran's left forefoot cut the sky with Kyle's facial thread.

Three times, the two of us leave.

Kyle gives in to each other.

I changed the bluedragon knife from a front eye position to a position where I hid it behind my body.

Kyle approaches Bran at a fierce speed the moment he wonders if he will fall forward.

Bran also shakes his arm in line with Kyle, but it also cuts off the sky.

I lost Kyle, too. Up there, no, it's not. Side!

Kyle bursts into Bran's belly and pierces the Blue Dragon Knife.

The Blue Dragon Knife pierces and devours deeply.

The kid and a loud noise stopped the Blue Dragon Knife. The shock stopped Kyle's body from moving.

Kyle, who remained grasping the Blue Dragon Knife when Bran shook his body loud, rose in the air.

Blanc's right forefoot blows Kyle to change the chase there.

Kyle jumped lightly to our feet.

Blood erupts from the body and breathes constantly. You have a big hole in your belly about bran claws eating in.

"(You had a fight)"

Bran is screaming something.

Kyle won't be able to help anymore.

"Jumel, are you ready?

"It's always okay"

Turning only to Jumel, the fire box was ready.

"You"

Marlo's horn is the light and heals Bran's belly and foot wounds.

Bran's wound gets blocked as he sees it.

But Kyle's Blue Dragon knife remained stabbed.

"Let's be silly. You still got this sword stabbed!

Bran got angry.

Malo hurried to pull out the blue dragon knife pattern with his nearest mouth.

Blood erupts from where the Blue Dragon Knife was pulled out.

Blood pours down the ground.

"Well, it's just you guys later"

Bran's voice reaches this far.

I silently take out the arrow and watch the bow.

"Well, is your weapon an arrow... Marlo, stay away from the arrows."

When Bran said so, he hurried away from the scene.

The distance from Blanc is thirty steps, a distance I would never take off.

Malo is also a hundred and twenty steps away.

I guess you thought it would be safe there. I'm afraid that's my distance.

But I'm not going after Malo right now.

You don't have to shoot Malo to finish with this one shot.

I can put magic in my right hand.

I feel the wind with the magic of the wind.

Slightly breezy but less influential at this distance.

I let go of the arrow.

The arrow released at a fierce speed pierced Bran's eyebrow and spinning straight for the drill, Egg.

Bran blew down behind him.

"Yes, okay."

Jumel raised her voice of joy.

But the sleigh and Bran stood up.

"Surprised, mortal! The speed and power of the arrows are both the best blows. I didn't see the arrow."

Rub the forehead area with your right forefoot as Bran flutters.

Bakiri and the arrow break and the remains of the arrow fall on the ground.

Blood pours out of my forehead and keeps staring at me.

"Malo."

Bran suddenly screams out loud

"Yes."

When Malo replied, the corners glowed in seven colors.

Funny, it hasn't happened in five minutes!

Malo's horn sees it. It shrivels. Bran's wound closes.

Right, because you're storing magic in the corner. If you sacrifice that, you don't have to put aside time to recover?

Blanc roared loudly as I was putting out the next arrow with admiration.

"Humans! I'm not going this way next. I'll tear you apart with these fangs and nails."

"Then I'll end it with this one arrow."

That's what I said. I'll turn the arrow on the bow. Through magic.

"Let's go."

Blanc is zigging closer to us with his forefoot.

But I'm not using my eyes anymore. I'm feeling Bran's movements with the magic of the wind.

No matter how fast you get, the wind tells you how to move and where.

Aim for one thing.

The magic of recovery can only be fixed, and foreign objects in the body cannot be removed.

Kyle's Blue Dragon Knife is proof of this.

Then I received it in the battle against the kingdom soldiers, I just shot it to overlap it, overlap it!

Bran was coming at me with his mouth wide open in front of him.

The arrow released from my hand hit the same spot as before and proceeded further along the two pieces of bran flesh.

Blanc's mouth was blown away without being closed and he stopped moving.

I'll set the arrow and stare at Bran.

Bran doesn't seem to move.

Slowly Marlo saw the moving bran and walked straight here.

When he rubbed the corners on Bran, Bran let out the hot air and spilled the liquid out of his mouth, penis, butthole, eyes, and nose. It became just bone and skin.

And Malo turned this way and walked slowly over.