Wortenia Senki

"Phew... finally dinner"

When the morning class was over and Ryo Trun exhaled loudly, he took his lunch out of the bag.

It's a lunch box that the flying birds made and left in the morning.

Liang Zhen is attending. High school is closed for an hour from 12: 00 to 13: 00.

When he held his lunchbox and his pet bottle of tea, he opened the door to the classroom.

"Ryo Jan... are you eating on the roof again? Why don't you join us now and then?

A classmate, who is preparing to meet her desk for lunch, comes out loud and clear.

She's a big, cute girl with long hair.

Ryo Jin heard the voice and stopped at the entrance to the classroom.

A look of hesitation was created on that face for a moment, but she smiles back as soon as she turns to her.

"Oh. Sorry, see you next time!

I'm not saying I don't want to have dinner with my classmates.

Why Liang Zhen doesn't eat lunch with her classmates, it simply doesn't want people to see her lunch box.

Anyway, the lunches made by flying birds are too cute to fit his image. At least that's what he thought himself.

There is a character valve in the world.

It seems that the world's mothers devote their hearts and minds to the prosperity of the different characters in their lunchbox materials, but the flying birds were also masters of this.

Her variations are wide, starting with Picatchew and actually expressing various characters in a lunch box material, but honestly Liang Zhen couldn't help but want her to stop making character valves out of her own lunch box.

I can't believe I even became a high school student and my lunch box had a Picatchew face on it...

It would be good for a girl to take it, but a man's face is rounded.

But the producer, the flying bird, does not consider such a bright true masculinity at all.

Until junior high school, it was lunch, so there was nothing particularly wrong with it.

But after entering high school, I brought it to lunch.

It was customary for him to buy bread in the purchasing department because he did not have parents and his grandfather was not the kind of person who wanted to make lunch for Ryo Trun. It was about the second half of April that the flying bird told him that he would make lunch.

His amazement when he gratefully received it and spread his lunch break.

(I still feel chilly...)

Yet when Liang Zhen remembers this time, his body trembles.

His mentes were managed to be protected thanks to a desperate meal not to be seen around him, but when I called the flying birds to protest when I got home, the next day's lunch would be made into a Hinomaru lunch box (one plum in the middle of white rice).

(The breakfast was terrible... only cornflakes and milk...)

In the end, Ryo Jin hid his inner dissatisfaction and became the feather to apologize to the flying bird. Thus his lunch box became what is commonly known as a character valve.

"Next time, always Jean! Oh... that's good. But I'll definitely have you hanging out next time!

That's what she said, swelling her cheeks. That's an adorable look inside.

But when Ryo Jin raised her right hand and worshipped her, she sat in the chair laughing.

He's not that stubborn. Well, you just said a general high school student social dictionary.

"Bad, bad. Yeah, now we're going out!

It's always a true routine to eat on the rooftops on a beautiful day and take a nap until the pre-bell chimes ring.

"See you later, hon."

Liang Zhen spoke to her classmates and left the classroom behind.

It all of a sudden happened when Ryojin was walking up the stairs leading to the roof.

Yes, his hell will start here.

Huh!

"Ah?"

The feel of the floor disappeared from Ryo Tru's feet.

Suddenly, his body starts falling vertically.

I'm not saying he stepped off the stairs. It was true that the slab of stairs that was supposed to have been treading suddenly disappeared and fell straight down.

He pushed his left hand forward and tried to put his hand on the edge of the stairs and regain his posture, but the disappearance of the board was almost all over the stairs and his hand could not grasp anything.

If you look up, the fluorescent light in the school building diminishes slightly.

And finally, the light went out.

Through the pitch-black darkness, he just keeps falling.

"Is that it?"

Ryo Jan suddenly noticed something strange.

At some point, his body is floating, not falling.

"Yabe ~. Dreams or hallucinations. What's wrong with me?

Ryo Jin mutters alone.

That would be so.

Falling is not physically impossible. It is unlikely that the floor could fall out due to the collapse of the school building or something.

But floating is never possible. Because people can't fly the sky on their own. No matter how much you train your body.

Ryo Jin looked up.

Soon I realized the light was coming down from his head.

The light that your body floats becomes thicker and stronger.

And Ryo True's body finally popped out into the light.

"Where? This place... there's got to be a place like this in school... there's no place like this, right?

For Ryo Trun, this was supposed to be inside the school building, or at least on high school grounds.

So even in front of a space like a temple that stretches out in front of me, I thought that was one of the facilities in the school.

But his perception collapses the moment he sees the person in front of him.

There were five men in front of Liang Zhen.

One is an old man dressed in a bright white robe embroidered with gotegote and golden silver thread.

But this is not so much a problem.

The problem is the remaining four outfits.

Their height and physique are not so different from Ryo Trun's. I guess he's pretty well trained.

If you look at the thickness of your arms and the development of your thighs, it is obvious that they are not amateurs.

He covered his entire body with metal jointed armor and wore a Coruscan-style (with a helmet with a chicken crown on his head and a T-shaped nose) helmet used in ancient Greece, with an axe spear "Halbad" in his hand.

I don't know if the armor helmet is real. However, Ryo's true eyes, who had taken him seriously in his archery with his grandfather, found that their axe spear, Halvard, was an indisputable murder tool.

If so, I can deduce that the sword they have on their hips is also authentic.

If it was just armor, Ryo Jin would have thought their outfit was a costume.

If you hang the money, you can't even buy it in Japan. There will be no one to buy it, and there will be no more to buy it and wear it, but the fact that at least there are people to wear it in reality was understandable as a fact that happens in reality.

But even if Liang Zhen didn't think of this place as a different world, she didn't just strongly recognize that it was far from the everyday life she had lived in.

Because everything about the axe spear "Halvard" directed at him was sharpened and serious. I don't think I can put together a real axe spear "Halvard" with a joke.

First, I can't imagine a situation in Japan where this kind of thing can be pointed at.

Even if it was a robbery or a passing pass, there can't be a strange person who would go out of his way to prepare something like an axe spear, "Halvard." A knife or knife would be exquisite.

And the killing spirit that could be directed from them to Ryo Trun was real.

The same kind of sign that I get slapped from my grandfather. Feels like tingling and stinging the skin.

(Ouioi, are you serious... no... this guy is serious... these eyes...)

In Ryo True's mind, something switches. From everyday to extraordinary.

It was the moment his mediocre days broke.

"Ho? Looks like this summons was a hit, huh?

An old man in the robe called out to the man standing next to him as he turned his gaze to Ryo Trun.

The helmet worn by the spoken man was decorated with a red room decoration.

Seeing only one person slightly extravagant, I guess it's their captainship.

"No, Master Gayes. That decision seems to be still early. Sure, it's a big stature, but you can also think of it as a foresight… What's more, less than a dozen people have summoned and become things before…"

The gaze of the two shoots through Ryo Trun. It's like you deserve an item lined up in a store.

"Hmm. So is that... reasonably good. I don't know if I can use it unless I try to grow it."

When he squeals like that, the old man points to Ryo Trun with his jaw.

Following that signal, the three soldiers walk over brightly and slowly as they poke the axe spear "Halvard".

Ryo doesn't know what their purpose is.

Anyway, you were supposed to be in school earlier. That's suddenly this situation where the blade is being poked at.

I couldn't even understand it. But it was only clear that it would not be a busy thing for him.

When you point a blade at someone else, it is proof of malice.

He looks around quickly, but nowhere is there a window or anything that would make him an escape route. The only escape route is the iron door behind the old man.

Liang Zhen had to make a choice to live.

My grandfather's teachings float behind his brain.

(To protect myself...?)

Accept something that's not even busy, or kill the people here and run.

And you have to ask someone to explain it to you more than you know the situation. If so, there is only one option.

Only the old man in the robe, who would be the weakest, will be kept alive to kill the other four.

(This one has bare hands, by contrast, is the opponent wearing armor in a long pattern of weapons... it's unfavourable to fly head-on... if you don't poke a void and kill it for sure, this one is in danger...)

Of course, that's an unacceptable decision.

As a modern man, that is a choice that should never be made.

But Ryo was not really lost. He chose his own path to survival. Even if it's the bloody way of Shura.

His brain derives the most likely answer to survival from the status quo.

He vanished his intent to kill in his heart. And when he drops the lunchbox he had in his hand onto the floor, he turns to the soldiers walking over with a full grin.

The soldiers are bewildered for a moment by the bright true grin directed at them.

Neither did they think that the recalled people would laugh at themselves.

That would be so. Because a kidnapped person is like laughing at a kidnapper.

The soldiers are confused and stop walking. And that was what Ryo True was after.

At the next moment, Ryo Jin stuck his index finger in the man's left eye to the root as he ran over to the man who stood at the leftmost end of the three as he bent his back.

His fingers penetrate deeply into the gap between the eyeball and the orbit.

"Yah!"

A beastly scream burst out of the soldiers' mouths.

The eye is one of the steeples of the human body that is particularly dangerous and imminent.

Ryo Jin relentlessly decided to "Egg" this steep spot, which made him feel severe pain even if it contained just a grain of dust.

Ryo Zhen caught him in the orbit without pulling his finger out as he was, pushing his arm all the way down.

The soldier's bad luck was wearing armor and stuff.

No matter how bright or true, I can't hit four people with my bare hands from the top of my armor.

If so, it is necessary to aim for the steeple from somewhere in the gap. And it is the eyes that are particularly quick and effective.

The soldier, with his fingers stuck in his eyes, falls down with a beastly cry. His cervical spine was exposed from between his helmet and armor in front of Liang Zhen's eyes.

Flowy behavior. To the neck of the defenseless man, Ryo Trun drops his elbow without a clue. Hang over 100 kg of Ryo Trun's full weight.

Gusha

A dull noise sounded in the hall, like something containing water was smashed.

An elbow completely hung with Liang Trun's weight is the sound of the soldier's neck bone crushed.

He blew a bubble of blood out of the mouth of a soldier slapped on the floor, and he lay on the floor.

Liang Zhen pulled his sword out of the lower back of the lying soldier and headed towards the other three.

"Ola!"

Boo.

Ryo Jin throws his sword in his hand as he runs at the face of a soldier standing in front of him with all his strength.

Surprising colors floated on the soldier's face. I guess you didn't think I'd throw the only weapon at you.

In a hurry, he plays the sword that flew in the patterned part as he heads vertically through the axe spear "Halvard," which was pointing brightly at him.

But it was exactly what Ryo was after.

The soldier glances at his body trying to avoid the sword, as a result of which he puts out Sara's throat, which was guarded by armor and a helmet.

No matter how hard I try to harden my whole body with armor, I can always skip it somewhere. And if there's no gap, you just have to make it.

Ryo Jin slammed his right piercing hand into the throat of the man who had become empty.

Gushri

It conveys the feeling of a man's airway crushed in Ryo's true hand.

I don't die instantly, but all I have to do is suffocate to wait for the man who crushed my airway.

Ryo Jin quickly pulls his hand out of the soldier, and he finds himself. The rest let the old man in and three.

"Die!"

Suddenly, the axe spear "Halvard" sticks out more than Ryo True's back.

Ryo Jin jumps straight over that body when he grabs the shoulder of the man who smashed his throat and collapsed. It shielded a man's body.

Gash.

It sounds like a dull metal bump. The blade of the axe spear "Halvard", which was thrust out with all its strength, broke through the armor of a soldier whose throat had been crushed and fallen, and the sound of a stab in his body.

(Fool)

As Ryo Zhen rolled out behind the man, he slammed his penetrator again into the defenseless throat of a soldier desperate to pull out the axe spear "Halvard" as it was.

An object called the human body is surprisingly sturdy, and stabbing the torso area too deep can prevent the blade from falling out.

Muscle contractions are tougher than the average person thinks. Moreover, this time it was pushing through from the top of the armor, so it did not fall through the blade.

(2 left)

Liang Zhen's gaze stares at the two people standing up.

All that remains are two captain-like soldiers wearing helmets with decorations unlike the rest of them, and an old man wearing a robe.

When the captain threw the axe spear in his hand onto the floor, he pulled out his hips sword.

Seeing Liang Zhen's attack, he decided that a small, sharp sword would be more advantageous.

The fourth one doesn't seem to be what they've been able to do. I guess I'm still captain of the soldiers.

He was able to make a minimal decision on the situation. The captain points the blade tip of the sword down and stands on his right side so that the sword can hide in his body.

(Side up... you're not going to show me the length of your sword... you're going to slash this one with one blow)

Liang Zhen looked at the captain's setup and grasped exactly what he was aiming for.

There are only two types of slaughter that can be unleashed from this station.

Just two torso slashes from right to left and two cuts from right foot to left shoulder.

To carry out any other slaughter, once the sword has been put back in place, it becomes necessary.

That would be a deadly delay.

An old man's grunt suddenly popped into Ryo's true ear thinking about what was going on with the enemy in front of him.

"God of thunder! God of the storm!

Turning around, at some point the old man in the robe is squeaking with his hand over here.

(Not good!)

Ryo Jin didn't know anything about magic until this time.

But his survival instincts scream.

(Avoid!)

Ryo Jin runs over to the captain who sets up his sword by a simple decision.

One or eight bets.

Avoid the slaughter from the right side position released by the captain for Ryo Tru's torso by turning his body so that he can slip through to the left side of the captain as he is.

Like turning behind the captain's body.

Dogga.

Ryo Jin kicked into the defenseless back of the empty captain.

And stay down on the spot.

"Shatter my enemies as I ask! Double Divine Random" Bolt Storm "!

At the same time Ryo Jin fell to the ground, a storm unleashed from the old man's hand struck him.