The Simple-Looking Sword Saint is Nevertheless the Strongest

Unexpectedly, three places were raided at the same time overnight, and the Sopede Mansion in front of the school was starting to smell rotten.

A large number of bodies were falling asleep in abundance, fed up.

"You're as brilliant as ever."

The former lord of Sopede was admiring the sight in front of him.

Mass corpses have been slashed to death. Conversely, we can't all see any injuries other than the neck.

There are no other injuries, even if they were trampled after death or any such damage.

I mean, the more intransigent he was, the more he cut off his neck. In addition, they had all been decapitated with one machete.

The man who made it up looked very sleepy.

Normally, I gesture very hard at this hour, but sometimes I barely slept last night, and it seems very sleepy.

"Yesterday I almost fought on foot without suddenly disappearing from my sight."

"Ho."

"Thanks to you it was easy to watch. Praise you."

When it comes to the biggest weapon of mountain water, it is a shrink that disappears from sight in an instant.

When you do this, you really lose sight of it in an instant, so it becomes a particular threat in mass combat.

And when it comes to fighting without intentionally using it, it's going to be quite a struggle.

But it didn't. Even though it was a mass battle, they kept fighting each other without disappearing from sight.

"Have you lived your usual training?

"Wise Eyes, I'm afraid."

Mountain water had to show his body technique to his opponent in guiding the sword.

In other words, I had to stand around to be visible to those watching the game.

Naturally, there was a need to fight in a group without using shrinkage. That was the result, letting him learn the technology he didn't need.

It is a standing around that governs the behavior of the population, which should be unnecessary as long as there is a shrinkage.

"As I coached them, I learned to focus my consciousness from the group on myself"

I suppose I could call it an invitation.

He was learning to behave like he wouldn't let them punch in, to behave like he was easy to punch in, and mountain water was by dealing with a group of such things.

The act of providing instruction was consequently linked to training.

"This is now, maybe, an escape from immortality. A living sword, as the master says."

Even if shrinkage is not used, a large number of opponents are stood around only by walking or swordwrapping.

I see, I guess that is indeed a living sword. It's swordsmanship because anyone can.

"Have you ever slashed your neck?

"This... is an instruction from the lady"

I was looking embarrassed in the light on that point.

The former owners of the sopeds don't really know why they can illuminate it.

The princess and Doowe also saw where he was blushing and suffered from understanding.

"The second half was just work. There were no failures when it comes to dropping your neck, but do you still say bruises or do you call this a look? I'm young."

If dropping hundreds of necks is about youth, the mountain waters that are old enough to say that are quite insane.

Nevertheless, the former lord of Sopede knew that. I see, indeed, it is a good idea for this sword saint.

"I see, that you seem to be bragging about your moves?

"Yes...... I had never thought of slashing my neck, so I was immersed for a while. It's not very good."

By analogy, do you mean like a big man who prides himself on his ability to axe two armor without contents and boast of it?

To the three of you who are listening, understanding is a frontier that you cannot empathize with.

"Not that I got out of hand, but do you say I got too much... bad taste, I mean, you weren't very classy"

Right now, Sopede soldiers were gathered early in front of the Sopede Mansion to dispose of the body.

The occasional look at the mountain waters, the corpse piled up in the carriage's luggage, they were sympathetic to the words.

Clearly, it's impossible.

It's not normal to just stubbornly chop off your neck against so many armed people.

Even if Doowe had ordered it, I don't think it could be transferred to execution, and it was no longer in the realm of anomalies to complete.

"When you have a situation where you can drop your neck, drop your neck. I don't mind to that extent, but controlling your opponent's posture in order to lose his neck..."

The soldiers of Sopede looked at the cutting surfaces of their necks and torso from time to time.

Even if you look at it and remember the cooking place, it's not unnatural.

To the border between bone and bone, the blade is beautifully passed through.

Of course, I guess I'm putting the right amount of effort into dropping my thick neck, but the cutting surface was beautiful that it couldn't possibly be subtracted.

"Cooked" without tissue breakdown, which I don't think I cut off at the mercy of my strength.

If that's one or two, how good was it?

All the necks and torso were carefully slashed to the point of disgust.

Look at that neck face. After all, it was as solidified with fear as we are now.

"Again, I thought it might be extra as a move..."

I was ordered to slash my neck off.

I thought I could chop off my neck without having to use magic.

I tried and I could. I could do it to everyone and not fail.

But I didn't think this was a bit of a hobby.

Kensei's sword is too different in value to be in trouble.

"Nevertheless, we were able to make sure that we had a good grasp of the structure of the human body. In that sense, it was a good exam. As a swordsman, you have to understand the structure of the human skeleton."

Ask for a description of the mountain waters, Doowe, which can be applied to their different dimensions. As for myself for ordering it, it was recognition to the extent of 'kill me brutally', but I get sick of knowing that the mountain waters I'm executing were fighting with a lot in mind.

Princess Stend and others closed their mouths to unintelligibility, barely.

Mountain water itself is a good admonition, but if you slap your head with those stones, people will die.

Why should a swordsman know the structure of a human skeleton?

"Of course, you're not top notch as a swordsman unless you grasp not just the skeleton, but also the muscles, nerves, reflexes and habits. In a way, skeletons are the easiest to grasp."

The person explains the operative logic at all costs, and the Kingsguards I hear nearby are convinced, but the two women still couldn't understand the obsession.

"In my case, you had a tough angle because you were short. There are many joints in the neck and vertebrae, but the area of operation is small for that matter. I had to step on someone or scaffold someone else to just slash my neck off."

Barely, that's all I can understand.

He did make his opponent fall, or fly or jump when he cut off his neck.

"The neck is thick, so when it comes to breaking both without the use of a magical kind, it needs to be a wiggle of the body weighing on the sword, which also needs to be completely controlled by the opponent's posture and slashed to avoid hurting the blade of the sword. Plus, if you force me to slash my neck, I'll have extra strength. If you did, you wouldn't be slashed with a single knife, and you'd be tired along the way. Again, a pile of trivial failures can be a threat when dealing with hundreds of people."

You can just kill them, just drop their necks. Even if it can be done, it is quite challenging.

But I guess that's what you need to do when you're going to do it while fighting hundreds of people armed with it.

"Nevertheless, when it comes to the rationality of swordsmanship that kills hundreds of people and drops the necks of all of them...... there is still nothing else called abusive behavior. You can't tell me, this is"

The taught side will also have trouble.

Even if they tell me this is what I should do when I amputate my neck, I wouldn't have ever done that in my life or anything like that.

"In fact, from around a hundred people slashed, the other side was stiff with fear, and some were crumbling from their knees."

Fear makes your opponent look big. With the mountain water continuing to slash his neck, everyone was unable to move because of fear.

That was an act that was close to intimidation and intimidation. Honestly, it was an unfavorable 'task'.

"Excuse the lady, but to demonstrate in front of the princess, I was wondering if the irritation was strong and the aftertaste was bad"

If you try to make it a mountain water that lived long as a immortal, this beheading is never more unjust than hurting and killing it.

They had formed an inmate party for the purpose of the raid and had attacked Sopede's mansion at night. That is the great crime that, even if caught alive, there is no more excuse than extreme punishment is inevitable.

Killing them like that was justified by his logic.

Therefore, I have no objection whatsoever with regard to Doowe, who ordered it, or the surroundings that do not blame her.

The men who came to kill someone were in return. That is all.

That's why he was ashamed of wasting his elaborate way of killing.

"I'm a bad guy, such as obsessed with how to kill. Don't you think it's okay to always look at the whole thing and slap them when you're right"

Mountain water, which is usually fought with a wooden knife, is that the slap on the head or the throat.

If you take the enemy's sword, you may stab your belly or pierce your chest.

But I've never been obsessed with killing. On the spot, he just kept on making the best offense.

But if you want to, if you can command me, I can do it. That was the mountain water now.

"Nevertheless, I hope the organs didn't stick out, but that's a great number of necks"

Nestled cool on the corpse as it lit up in the morning.

Everyone was breathtaking to stand shamelessly in the name of swordsman and immortal, Kensei.

"If I were to take it off my neck, it would be outrageous."

Assuming, what would happen if we were to make this one into history?

To protect his own daughter and his employer, Kensei stood around taking the enemy's sword.

At the end of the moon and night his temper was softened, and the neck of all the raiders rolled into the meadows when the dispute was over.

Who would imagine what mountain water looks like now, for enumerating the facts?

This is how we actually meet, which makes us stick to the other way around, but future generations will never understand this.

Even if I left him in particular, he would only be understood as a psychopath.

That's so much murder, daring to behead on the battlefield.

But the facts are different. It's not a normal nerve, or an abnormal nerve.

"Nevertheless, does this mean that we have solved the matters concerning Rain and Domino, Master Hideaway"

"... depending on the negotiations in Caputo. You did your best, you did your best."

At least, there's no danger in talking to him.

The man who should be able to kill everyone on this scene even soon was very calm.

"By the way, what is that exposing neck?