Unmotivated Hero's Tale

"I'm sorry. I owe you an apology, too. I've decided not to choose the means this time."

A boy pierced with a knife in his hand from behind, and collapsed to the ground.

Turning to his back like that, Yui says so.

And as he grabbed the knife again, he turned to the boy's body while lying on the ground again, trying not to wave the blade.

But at that moment, there existed a figure looming from the rear of Yui with tremendous momentum.

"My predecessor's son!

A swing of a machete that resembles extremely badly the snow cut Yui hands.

It swings toward Yui's back, which should have been empty.

Yui, on the other hand, let him avoid by slightly shifting his body.

"Looks like you were right to ask Lute to keep an eye on you for coming packing this distance in an instant. Anyway, if you're going to ambush someone, you shouldn't call them by their name..."

"Who would do the same thing as a coward like you? I, Sakurai, will take your neck directly from the front!

With words, Blossom Night waves a knife toward Yui again.

Tang Bamboo.

Right giraffe.

Headwinds.

Left giraffe.

And a spike.

Overwhelming maneuvers and sharp sword strikes Yui, and he didn't come true to take all of that with a knife.

Occasionally, the armor of his wrapped empire becomes full of knife wounds.

"Excellent...... right. I wonder if the sword moves so far have been quite visible. So it's not Dada who names the sword witch."

"Don't you speak that name!

When Yui's words are heard during the blooming night, he becomes more angry and increases the speed of the knife.

That was exactly what could be called a one-sided situation.

Yui is on the defensive side against the blooming night, and he is cut off without preventing all sword strikes.

Meanwhile, the silver-haired man, who was breathing on his shoulders, eyeing the sight from a slight distance away, decided not to hesitate to intervene.

"I didn't expect it to surpass that yui. But this is a battlefield. Not as soon as somewhere, sorry but let me intervene in the fight...... Alex!?"

At the moment when no magic wind is created in its hands, Lute's deeds are made to stop by Alex, who at some point stood by him.

"It's not necessary, Lute"

"Because you're cowardly? But not like this!

Lute uncommonly manifests his anger at his Alex opponent.

But with him in front of him like that, Alex's gaze was directed behind him like that.

"Ha, I wouldn't say cowardice. In trying to save him the most cowardly of all. But if I'm caught up in Yui, I'm going to show a gap in the enemy that's about to hit your back..."

In response to that Alex remark, Lute gives a hazy look and turns his gaze behind him. Then there was Emiol with an abominable look as he gripped the short sword.

"I see."

"Yeah. If you're going to do something cowardly anyway, why don't you choose the cowardice of fighting two-on-one against him right in front of you? I think that's what's best."

But as it were, Yui's guy...

There's nothing wrong with that.

The words blocking Lute's remarks came from Alex's mouth in an extremely light tone.

"He said there was no problem. But..."

Lute's eyes clearly showed the sight of Yui being pushed and cut unilaterally. That's why I shake my head left and right just because I don't understand.

But going to him like that, Alex made it clear.

"Sure, Yui looks pushed. But, you know, it's not what they're doing, it's what they're making you do. I mean, what's Yui putting the Imperial soldier's armor in it for... that's the answer."

"Shinobu, my predecessor's son. Quiet, give me your neck!

"Unfortunately, I'm somewhat confident about Shizukusa and the graphics. I'm sorry, but I can't give you this neck yet."

"Don't let the man who can only hit you accidentally from behind get on with it!

As he exchanges his swords, Yui's light mouth makes him angry at Saki Night.

Yui, on the other hand, gave her credit in a chilled tone somewhere.

"Only accidentally......? Yeah, you sure do. It seemed effective to use cowardly hands against him. To that extent, he... the modifier is terrible."

"I mean, is that what you're trying to say that I don't need a cowardly hand or anything!

"Uh... right. Yeah, I guess that's what's gonna happen."

While clearly under unilaterally pressed circumstances, Yui will try to state so while accepting the impending sword with facial criticism.

As soon as possible, the anger of the blooming night reached exactly its peak.

"Don't be ridiculous. To you and others, can you outdo this sword of mine!

At the same time as the words, Blossom Night unleashes the fastest poke at Yui's heart.

In contrast, Yui's sword, which remained shaken up to cover his face in the earlier attack, could no longer cope with the poking.

The distance between the blooming knife and Yui's body that doesn't shrink in an instant.

It happened to be zero in time due to the power of an unexpected person.

"Become!?"

A dull sound echoes on the battlefield, and at the same time bloom nights are stunned.

Because Yui's wrapped steel armor deflected the orbit of his own sword.

And most importantly, Yui's body was approaching the front of him.

Overlapping body and body.

As a result, the winner of mass and acceleration plays the inferior.

"You are well ill. I see, you may be more skilled with a knife than I am. Yeah, there might be nothing I can do if I were to hold only a knife and fight pure sword moves straight from the front. But, you know, this is a battlefield. It's not the East, it's the West."

Of course, that armor could have been pierced if it had been poked directly front-to-face with a point.

But Yui moved forward to subtly deflect the orbit of the blooming night poke while changing the direction of his body. The result will divert her from poking, and at the same time to hitting her as if she were a tackle by Yui.

As a result, the blooming night plucked from the front takes the form of staring at Yui with a toothpick.

"You western rash!

"No, because I was originally born in the West. I don't know if they call me a rash."

With a bitter smile, Yui says so on his way to the blooming night.

On the other hand, Blossom Night, who felt made a small fool of herself, once again clenched the knife in her hand... and re-clenched the star cut, staring at Yui directly from the front.

"Shit, shit, shit. Don't be ridiculous, my predecessor's son! To you, yes, I will not delay you with a sword!

"With a sword...? No, like I said earlier, you might outnumber me with a sword. Surely your sword is sharp and tough, and good. But... you're not stronger than me."

The words were clearly and unequivocally emanated from Yui's mouth.

As soon as possible, one woman waves the sword in her hand with anger, and the other man shifts away the sword of a woman who has lost her toughness, tears it off, and flushes it by means of protective equipment.

As a result, the side that should have been attacking dulled that sword with fatigue, and occasionally the battle between the two of them was to reverse that advantage.