Wizard From Afar

Seriously injured Karl Colin struggled to support his body with his left right hand, leaning against the broken door frame.

"How is the situation?" The black hair wizard with a sword in one hand stared at the motionless elf girl, and asked pretendingly: "Are you still alive?"

Fiend hummed self-deprecatingly, and raised the corners of his mouth with self-deprecation: "At least not dead yet."

"Then be careful, don't let yourself die-things about hands and feet, wait for me to solve this. The guest will help you figure out a solution." Loren faintly opened the mouth and said:

"Where is the recruit other than you?"

"Dead; hers The knife was too fast and the kid was chopped off his head before he could react."

"Oh, what about the Knights, the guards outside the palace's main entrance?"

"I didn't notice it, too. There is no movement, but it should be bode ill rather than well."

"Really?" The black hair wizard calmly turned his eyes to the elf girl: "You... seem to have killed a lot of me, don’t think Should I pay for my life?"

"Lori didn't kill anyone." The elf girl shook her head: "Lori only cuts off the murderous aura that is close to her."

"Then may I ask...you killed so many lives to see me, why?"

"On the order of Xiong Yingwang, kill Loren Torino, Duke of Byrne."

"So confident, do you think I won't resist?"

"It is precisely because I know that you will resist, that Luo Li—Xiong Yingwang sits down, and the head of the Regalia assumes this mission. "The elf girl whispered, but yiyiyaya is still very "cute" in a serious look:

"The chief of the royal court, must be a warrior with one enemy and one hundred;"

black hair wizard first Shocked, the corners of his mouth slightly cocked.

"...simply say this, I can't say anything else; I am sorry to say goodbye, Lord Loren Torino..."

"...Beware of the sword that will kill you... …"

The sword to kill yourself... Is that such a little girl?

Knight who was guarding the court was killed silently, two Fiend hunters were killed and the other was abandoned. More than a dozen lives.

Not only was she unscathed, but she didn't even have a drop of blood on her body.

Neither own nor enemy...

"Ding——!"

A sound of blade and sword collide, resting on the girl’s shoulders The great sword of "Dawn" was swung away; almost at the same time, the black hair wizard lost the silhouette of the elf girl in his sight.

"Master Loren, right!" Not far away, Carl Colin shouted nervously.

I saw it!

The black hair wizard without the slightest hesitation slides backwards, dragging the sword body of the big sword that is full of height to the back.

"Clang——!"

In the muffled sound, the elven girl who was swinging the knife was stopped by the big sword. While the cold sword edge was stuck with the main blade, it was worthy of her. The left arm "rubbed" over.

"What a quick knife...but you seem to have said that there is no continuous existence without you." Loren raised his eyebrows, opening the eyes of "beyond perception" with some provocative meaning:

"I was stopped by me so easily, are you looking down on me?"

The expressionless elf girl ignored it, and the moment she landed on the ground with her left hand, she leaped backwards Dodge, avoid the sword edge that was smashed head-on.

"Bang--!"

The exquisite bluestone floor tiles shattered instantly under the mithril sword, and the raised dust blocked the vision of both parties at the same time; Loren immediately seized the opportunity , Snapped his fingers while provoking sword edge.

High level curse, rock will.

"Boom——!"

The blade light flickered, and the smoke and stalagmites that appeared suddenly were chopped up at the same time.

But the real killer move is the big sword hiding behind the stalagmites-the sword spine that was poured into the "force impact" let out a whine, and the invisible "sword qi" was crushed on the stalagmites At the moment, gushing out from directly behind.

Huh——!

The elf girl did not resist, but lightly dodges the blow aimed at her door; except that the sleeve of her right arm was torn and her white forearm was exposed, she still did nothing. hurt.

"You know, I have met a lot of guys who are particularly confident like you before." The black hair wizard's playful words sounded again: "With one enemy and one hundred, no one can stop. fast as lightning, holding the best sword in the village...Bala Bala Bala."

"So I came to a universally applicable truth...The more confident I am in myself, I believe that no one is Your opponent, you can easily defeat anyone's guy...

From head to toe...all weak spots."

"Clang——!"

The sound of the collision of sharp blades rang, and the words stopped abruptly.

In the whistling sound of tearing air, the black hair wizard set up a big sword, and stopped the blade just before the long knife fell.

Although I don't know whether the opponent's knife is really too sharp or because of the special ability of the "Warrior Way", as long as it has no room for power, no matter how sharp it is, it will not help.

Use the length and weight of the "Dawn" big sword to limit the opponent's long sword, and at the same time stretch the distance, create a weak spot with various spells, and look for a critical strike opportunity.

It's almost Loren Torino's tactics.

The sword tip of the great sword fell heavily on the ground again, slashing an arc around the body-not to hit the elf girl, but to limit her dodge space.

The elven girl still dodges non-stop, but under the pressure of the big sword time and time again, the range of movement is obviously greatly restricted.

The invisible enemy...It's really hard to deal with.

At least the high-level curse of "Dream of Random" is absolutely useless to her.

But there is never only one way to disrupt the opponent's position.

"It's two minutes, the chief prince of the Royal Court of'one enemy a hundred'." took a deep breath, the smiling black hair wizard once again smashed the blade of the long knife with a big sword:

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"Why am I supposed to be killed by you, why am I standing here?"

The elf girl was expressionless, she retracted the knife into its sheath again; Loren launched a surprise attack.

"Look, I have a conjecture-although it's just the enemy's gibberish, it's okay for your reference, right?" Loren continued lightly said with a smile:

"The chief of the Regalia...should be a very prominent position? You, young and promising, have never noticed that some older warriors among you are dissatisfied with you?"

"Have you ever thought that when you took this task, Xiong Yingwang did not favor you, but someone admonished you?"

"For example...Lori Zade-sama is an imperial master Chief of the court, such an important task should naturally be entrusted to her..."

"If you are alone and run to such a foreign country to die?"

The voice falls, the wizard The silhouette of the girl is obviously slightly paused.

There is a weak spot!

The big sword fell, and the black hair wizard stepped forward abruptly, pressing the hilt of the bright silver sword with his left hand behind him.

The sword glow of gray and blue gushes out, and the dark night sky exudes the luster of death.

"Hey----!"

The moment the sword glow pierced out, the sword in the hand of the elf girl was incredibly slashed, like a maple leaf in the cold wind, abrupt and natural , And crossed with sword glow.

The sword glow stopped at the center of the elf girl's eyebrows;

The tip of the knife pressed against the black hair wizard's throat.

Under the gravel not far away, nervous Carl Colin has no free breathing.

Dazzling action, without the slightest stagnant fighting, wandering on the edge of life and death with ease...just completely suppressed, and even "killed" her own elven girl, but now she has become the oppressed party .

The unheard-of battle... Compared with the Centaur Machakar, this kind of "equivalent" level battle is even more suffocating.

What the hell...

"Middle."

The elf girl who was pointed at her brow by the sword glow suddenly opened the mouth and said: "In words Confused, hide the cunning in the sword edge, unexpectedly...This is the second seat of the Royal Court, the tactic used by Midel."

"Lori has fought with him many times, against this despicable tactic. It's not too familiar; so... Lord Byrne, if you want to defeat Lori with this tactic, please give up as soon as possible."

The black hair wizard's complexion remained unchanged, just a smile.

The chief of the royal court and the second seat of the royal court...so that's how it is, so Midel would know if she exists.

Be careful to kill my sword?

Loren's mind remembered Middleell's expression at the time, his solemn gaze and his last words were definitely not a joke...In other words, the little girl in front of him should be more terrifying than he thought.

Now she, I am afraid that she has not yet shown her full strength.

Except for Valve and Dreamworld, the cards that I can get out are almost the same; but the opponent still fights with himself solely by the sword technique, and has not shown the "warrior way". ability.

Or...for some reason, her abilities are limited?

Huh——!

The sound of the sharp blade tearing through the air sounded again. The moment the black hair wizard dodges, the blade slid across the armor on his chest, tearing it instantly!

"Speaking of which …you two seems to be the warrior of the Royal Court, the relationship should be very good, very close, right?" While dodging, Loren still didn't mean to stop:

"After all, he told me a lot about you, and information about Xiong Yingwang and the Kingdom of Azores; for example, be careful to kill my sword..."

" ...Before he begged me to give him a happy one."

The elf girl still remains unmoved, once again holding the "Dawn Sword" from the black hair wizard, with a leaping posture and brightness The silver sword glow could slip past, only a small piece of fabric from the collar was taken away.

Neither party has the absolute assurance of hitting. Giving up the defense is equivalent to handing over their lives to the opponent; they can only tremble within the range of the big sword swinging and look for in the fight at close quarters. The moment when the other party showed a weak spot.

But Loren did not intend to be perish together with her. The elf girl seems to have the same idea; both of them are constantly restricting the space for each other to move and avoid, and use their own methods to bring each other into more Suitable for your own play distance.

Where did her confidence come from?

No...It should be said that her goal is to kill herself. Isn’t it clear that the longer the delay, the more disadvantageous to her?

Or she is just a feint, and the assassin who really wants to kill herself hasn't appeared yet?

"Hey----!"

The slanted blade unloaded the head-cutting sword, pulled out a string of sparks, and the elven girl with her back facing Loren held the knife in her backhand , Pierce the blade behind him.

The big sword was swung away, without the slightest hesitation black hair wizard poked out the bright silver, and the blade was bounced away against the sword glow;

The girl immediately turned sideways, changed the stabbing to pick, and wanted to chop off the bright silver in Loren's left hand and his arm.

Now!

Whether it is throwing away the big sword to dodge, or trying to avoid it, it is too late; the consequences of both will break the balance, and the two way is not what he wants.

So Loren chose Third Type.

Huh——!

The long sword in the hand of the elf girl stagnated... She heard the sound of breaking through the air behind her.

The blade that turned swiftly divided into two the crossbow arrows that came from behind.

"Hey."

Throwing away the right hand crossbow weakly, Carl Colin, who was paralyzed by the rubble, made a helpless expression at the black hair wizard.

The elf girl keeps on cutting her blade, without the slightest hesitation stabbing backward!

Frustrated?

She was surprised that her face doesn't change, but she slowly turned around and set up the posture of drawing the knife again.

"That's right... Xiong Yingwang of the Azores Kingdom, there should be more than you two under the warrior, right?" The black hair wizard, who had already taken the opportunity to retreat five steps away, continued to smile and opened. the mouth and said:

"The chief of the Royal Court...Is there still three seats, four seats? Or is this actually a representative name for a certain military organization? Guard army, Knight regiment, mercenary, and pro soldier, Still say..."

"Do you want to use words to disturb people's hearts again, Lord Duke?" The elf girl whispered, without any emotion in her voice: "Ming Ming Lori has already told you this. This kind of tactic is useless to others, it can only delay time needlessly..."

"pa!"

A light snap of the finger interrupted the fairy girl's words.

"That's right, procrastinate." Loren's mouth curled up in a proud arc:

"That's how it is."

Huh? !

The face of the elven girl suddenly changed, she lifted the head abruptly, and the knife in her hand kept poking out all around.

The sound of uniform, unbridled iron boots sounded from the all directions of the palace's main entrance, blocking the water in this small narrow open space.

The elf girl immediately wakes up.

I fell into a trap-from the very beginning, the Duke did not intend to fight him one-on-one.

He fights with himself so desperately in order to focus all his attention on him alone, to cover up these sneaky warriors, appear at the time he chooses, and completely surround himself .

"On the contrary, this is a fair duel." The black hair wizard smiled, with a hint of provocation, and said in a tone that saw through the other's thoughts:

" The chief warrior of the Regalia, Miss Lori Zade... You said that you are a powerhouse capable of one enemy and one hundred; in that case, I am the only one to fight with you. Wouldn’t it be too wrong for you-no way, we worship The benefactor is so warm and hospitable. He likes to entertain strange guests in the most solemn scene."

"So after I found out that you are here, I specially prepared for this unique duel."

"Twelve sorcerers, thirteen alchemists, seventy-four Fiend hunters, plus me..." Loren's smile became more and more triumphant, no more concealment:

"With the palace as the stage and the bright moon and stars as the audience, here..."

"One hundred people, single you!"