Trinitas Mundus - The Story of Saint Knight Ray

Theron had been attacking nearly enough since the duel began.

Over a hundred attacks of Theron had finally come to an end, and Ray, who was attacked, was bloody.

(Oh, finally, you take a breath... my whole body hurts... how much was slaughtered? Nevertheless, if I were in Japan, I would have made a fuss about even a few injuries... I can't afford to think of anything in vain. Focus!)

Meanwhile, Theron, who continues to attack, also breathed on his shoulders and the colour of his fatigue was darkening.

(Ha, ha. Damn it, Turtle or this guy! Hiding himself in sturdy armor...... and since when did you keep attacking me so much? I'll decide next)

Theron puts a massive blow on Ray's shoulder, just like he did earlier, trying to decide with the next blow. However, due to fatigue, there was no sharpness like the previous one, and the speed of shaking was slightly reduced.

Ray poked at that slight gap and took a half-step down to mellow, finally getting the distance.

And look at Theron without alarm and see where he is.

(Phew. I managed to get the distance, but the place is bad. And I'm tired. Can it work...)

Theron didn't let Ray stop him, but psychologically he still could afford it.

(Did you take it off... well, there won't be any more power left. If you take a breath, I'll give you another rush. Look at me like that, you're already packed)

Ray slowly moves around to the side, staring at Theron.

Theron also goes along with Ray's movements as he weighs the timing of filling the distance.

The noise of an earlier fierce sword trident suddenly quiets down, and only the noise of “Jari, Jari” carrying the two legs echoes the training ground.

Inside the training ground where the West Nippon plugged in, the two were slowly drawing a circle. But it's not strange when the slaughter started, the nervous air was wrapping them up.

(This tension is tight. When are you gonna kill me? Just a little more... Just a little more patience...)

In Ray's physical-sensory time, a few dozen seconds, but not actually ten seconds later, he stepped into the spot on the ground where the light shines first.

And soon Theron also stepped into the place, two long shadows stretching out to the ground at the feet of the two.

(All right, we can go! All you have to do is build up the power of the Spirit so they don't notice. But how do you do it... use this guy's personality...)

Ray suddenly spoke to Theron.

"Why not go up there with all those arms? You've been pretty out of hand in this fight, haven't you?

Speaking unexpectedly, Theron was vigilant but listening to the story. Ray's story went on.

"Without the ridiculous defense of my armor, I would have lost the first attack. And that's all the stamina. My knees are still going to laugh this way...... so why are they smoking in the country like this?

to that ray inquiry, Theron made a look like a little fool,

"You have no idea. That day's humiliation, you can't forget it. You've never tasted a setback? Rumor has it you're a fallen knight, too? Ha, well, you talked about not having a memory. Then taste your first setback. Pfft, but don't worry, I won't be frustrated again. Oh, my God, this is where my life ends... heh, ha!

The “end of my life” part lurked my voice so that I couldn't hear the Cutler Branch Manager, and at the end of the day I was laughing out loud.

(All right, here we go. He's a really simple guy. Is this the best arm in the city?... No, don't think about anything else. Focus on winning now)

At a time when Cylon starts laughing, Ray tries to pull his left hand and hides it, starting to build up the power of the Spirit.

Theron was initially intoxicated by his words and missed the move. But when I looked back, I realized I was putting my left hand in an unnatural shape, and I said, "Still, do you rely on magic? It's no use!" he shouted, shaking the spotter and packing the distance all at once.

Ray screams in his heart, "Now!" and after activating the magic of darkness, he protrudes the spear in his right hand further toward Theron.

An elongated object of pitch-black pops out of his left hand, but it wasn't a cellon, it flew towards the ground at its feet.

Theron convinced himself of the victory, to the magic that was not coming at him.

(In a hurry, I lost my temper. He's a sweet bastard in packing. Now I've got a win! Yeah, what!?

Ray also had a drink in his heart.

(Hit it! How effective is the rest…)

Ray's aim was not cellon from the beginning. It wasn't exactly Theron's body.

The dark pile that popped out of his left hand was pierced by the shadow of Theron, the shadow of his stepped out right foot.

Immediately afterwards, Theron is slightly out of balance as if he had been stuck with something.

And a penetration by a spear unleashed at the same time as magic was imminent before Theron's eyes.

Out of balance and in a volatile posture, Theron takes advantage of his extraordinary reflex nerves and plays that blow with a simulator. Ray's spear, which was bounced, plundered his face.

Though he played to the right on the spotter, Ray's blow was sharp and even more disfigured, Theron tried to force himself back into position.

For this reason, he will stop moving completely in the form of stomping.

His style of combat sends attacks and flirts with opponents as they move, but at that moment of greatest need, his movements had stopped altogether.

Plus Ray's first poke was just a restraint.

Ray, who expected to be dodged, pulls the spear back with one right hand immediately after being played by Theron, accompanied by a left hand that is even more magical and holds the spear firmly with both hands. He then rotated his body to the left and rolled out the spear to sweep away from the left side of Theron.

Theron pointed the buckler on his left hand at the spear.

Originally played with a buckler, but having stopped moving, Theron takes a powerful spear claw away with a small buckler that adds to Ray's body's rotational power.

That sharp, heavy blow gently bounced off the buckler.

And Ray's spear, the blade sticking out on the cross of Albumcorne, burst into Theron's leather armor without weakening the momentum after he bounced off the buckler.

"Ghah!"

Theron screams like a breath out.

In his eyes he could see Ray's spear pierced against his left flank.

Ray is convinced he did the damage, but immediately pulls out the spear and turns to an even more convoluted attack.

But the attack was solid, avoiding tremendous swings and centering on poking.

Theron slipped Ray's spear with a simulator and buckler, but gradually lacked glory for his movements, either because he was injured in the flank.

Ray rolls out the spear even more carefully as he sees how it goes.

(The target is a veteran adventurer. It's not like I know what I have in my hidden balls. Never get distracted until the Branch Manager declares a win)

I tell myself so, and as I distance myself, I hunt down the dull cellon of movement.

Theron was gradually losing his temper to the severe pain of running every time he moved, but he was aiming for a reversal blow.

(You might die if you don't heal him soon. What are you gonna do? You're just gonna poke me, so there's no backlash... provoke him. Or be prepared to discuss it... no. The spear hits first. I just have to provoke him...)

Theron was endeavoring to grin sparingly, in pain.

But that face just seems distorted by pain.

He didn't realize about it and was talking to me like he was mocking Ray.

"What was that magic earlier? You're still a man with a cowardly hand? Did Ashley's guy do something magically, too? Am I right?

Ray heard Theron's expression and provoking words,

(Theron is starting to rush. I'm trying to provoke you to create a gap. All right, let's do it thoroughly......)

Ray decided to provoke Theron the other way around.

to sound as calm as possible,

"I confirmed that there was no problem with using magic. Or something? You can't beat a rookie if you don't get him a handful?

And then suddenly I changed the tone to one that made a fool of me,

"Because I'm saying that, they don't deal with me from the veterans. If you want to take care of the general of the mountain, you just have to deal with him, even the children. Well, kids grow up fast, so you can't do anything."

Cylon reacts to Ray's hard words.

It's a provocation you wouldn't normally ride, but for Cylon, who is losing her calm due to pain and haste, being provoked by a topic she doesn't want to be touched on, made her rise dramatically all at once.

"We need the veterans to deal with us! The general of the mountain! Damn it! You're just like Hamish! You fool! Fuck, fuck, fuck, wow!

Because of his anger, Theron had become an unscrupulous move, far from gorgeous swordsmiths like the one he had just danced with.

Ray said, "Is it going to go backwards to this extent?" But he became even more calm.

And then he swung at the simulator, aiming at Theron's leg, which stopped moving, and let go of the poke.

If Cylon had been calm, the thrust, which would have been gently deflected, was set lightly on his left thigh, and Albumcorne easily broke through Cylon's leather armor.

Theron screams at the pain, lets go of the simmer, and squatches his thighs.

Saw it, Cutler Branch Manager, declared Ray victorious.

"Winner, Ray Arklight!

Fifteen minutes after the start, at 3: 30 p.m., we settled for a duel between the two.