Usotsuki Senki, Meikyu wo Yuku

Colo was on the seventy-seventh level of the labyrinth as Lil greeted him around the earth.

An unforgettable place to die with Krook Looper. A land of memory that equals levels, wins by numbers, opponents are hurt, and still defeated. Here the colo was engraved with a wound that would never heal.

Immortal double knife stabbing on the floor. It's where Krook Looper decayed, but it's not like he's visiting a grave. His memories are engraved in Colo's heart and exist without fading.

Besides, it's about him anyway, so there's no way he's staying in a place like this.

Just to say that this place, one step ahead of the depth, was suitable for training with few adventurers to visit.

Close your eyes and keep your breathing thin and constant. Just quietly, but in my brain, I fought hard.

The image-training opponent was always a crook and still couldn't see the way to victory on a one-on-one basis. I don't feel I can win if my physical abilities at the level aren't so far apart.

Heavenly Hood.

Manchu cage.

Perfect armor piercing.

One knife torso broken.

Whatever the challenge, any four moves must have severed the colo.

All four are the best flashes that there can be no other than that as a hand of decision in the battle. Only the last one is what Alicia just told me, but I can imagine that.

In the first place, these four moves, which are profound, are simple on their own.

Surface, torso, small hands, poking.

Instead of poking surprises, it releases them in the best possible way at the best possible timing for those four areas in a battle challenged directly from the front. It has not been decided what kind of orbital slaughter. The best flashes I've found are the moves I've shown off to be deep.

I decided to do image training in my brain as ten fights.

Ten fights, ten defeats.

"Mmm."

Points lips.

I still don't see the winning muscle. Colo's current level is ninety-six. No, I'm with the Krull. Physical function is identical, but skills are not yet sufficient.

But being able to imagine losing isn't all bad. You can clearly reproduce the movement of an opponent that is stronger than you are.

Quietly pull the sword on your back. Iason, the original owner of Mithril's Great Sword, said he didn't even defeat Krook Looper. How strong was he? With what sword moves did you beat Kruk Looper?

I wanted to see it for once.

Raised in large part, Colo imagined the ideal sword line.

The ideal sword line for Colo is nothing more than the movement of a circle. flow of force along it. Body drive. I stretched my nerves from the pattern I gripped to the cuttings that were part of my body, and I swung them out.

Seventy-seven hierarchical trees were cut diagonally.

"All right!"

The diagonally chopped tree will soon return again. Still, I felt like I was moving much further than when I couldn't scratch one of these trees.

Still far from ideal.

That guy's realm hasn't gotten there yet. There are even people who beat that ideal, so the realm is out of reach. The fact that there is still an area where I cannot reach is nothing short of proof that I can still stretch.

"Looks like you're doing well, Colo."

"Ah, Hee."

It was Heeko who came up from under the seventy-seven hierarchy who called out for training in the seventy-seven hierarchy.

Carrying a spear, she offers an adventurer card in her mastery.

"Finally, the level has risen to ninety-eight!

"Ooh!

Look at the level shown. Colo cheers. Heeko dives deep all the time. In contrast to Colo, who trains in the seventy-seven hierarchy by retaining himself at level 96, he was building himself by fighting demons in an extended way.

"Ma, I wouldn't take care of you if you just got stronger."

"That's right. That's what Uncle Krull said, and it's hard."

In fact, that's what it is. The level is capped at 99 in the first place. That haunted cat definitely gains strength beyond the concept of level.

How should we go beyond that?

Neither Iason, nor Krook Looper, nor Lyla and Toja could win. Purely, the total amount of force was different digits. At a glance, I knew I was someone with unparalleled power.

Both Colo and Heeko are such monsters that they think they won't win if they get together and it takes them a bunch. That haunted cat, he was like that.

But if it's Lil, I feel like I can handle it with wonder.

"Speaking of which, is Hee saying hello to people she knows like Lil?"

"No, I don't think there's anything wrong with saying hello around like my sister Lil."

"Uh, I can see that for a second. It feels lonely, doesn't it?"

"That's what you do, isn't it? What about the crochet?

"I don't really know anyone. I've already told everyone in the clan what happened, and Alicia is Alicia."

"I'm not sure what the latter means. Isn't it... well, you do. Lil, I don't want to be born decent."

The two men, who scored each while chatting, confronted each other with heightened tension. Colo and Heeko. The power of both is antagonistic and the odds of winning are five fifths.

As counterparts to each other's training, there is no further counterpart.

"Well, you're not gonna lose today."

"Nor can I lose. Even today, I win."

They briefly declared that they bumped into each other.

A one-day, one-fight arrangement. Without using magic, compete for moves.

To work out and elevate each other. To gain the strength to fight without regret to avoid defeat in the last battle - to help her so that we never pull Lil's leg, our leader, etc.

I wanted to do everything I could so I wouldn't have to be ashamed of being Lil's sister to shine in the world.