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Chapter 10: The long wind(1/2)

Chapter 10: The Long-lasting Wind

"No, saber, your attack seems useless?"

Lancer is teasing.

He has enough reason

The war has been launched for thirty rounds, but Saber has not made any achievements.

What's going on!?

Saber stared at the two spears cautiously, and couldn't help but doubt his judgment.

At the beginning, she believed that the two guns were just small means used by the opponent to cover up her identity. But now it seems that it is not the case.

It is obviously a weapon that should be held with both hands, but the opponent exerts all his strength with one hand, and because it is just one hand, it can use more attack methods.

I originally thought that as long as I could tell which of the two guns was a real weapon, I could gain an advantage, but I was shocked to find that the opponent's attack, whether it was left or right, was a real move, and there was no false at all.

Is the enemy's fighting style originally a double gun?

Ahhh, he is a strong enemy!!

Even Saber has to admire martial arts!

But, not enough!

"Drink ahhhhhhh!"

Continue to attack, and the invisible sword slashes out an arc.

"!"

Lancer complained secretly. Although judging from the situation just now, it seemed that he was the one who had the advantage, he only knew the dangers.

"Hmph!"

The right pistol drew an arc, blocked the powerful slash in the brilliant light and fire, and then stabbed the left pistol and forced the enemy's body to open. However, due to the pressure of the sword just now, the center of gravity was still far behind, so it was impossible to take advantage of the opportunity to rush over! This is not the first time Lancer has done this!

and

Weapons cannot be seen!

The magic wind entangled the unknown weapon, causing the weapon to deviate the light under the influence of magic, achieving the purpose of invisibility.

Although you can basically grasp the size of the weapon during the battle, this is a battle! Who will keep reminding and calculating the length of the weapon in your mind at all times?

It’s not obvious that the disadvantage is too big!

"call!!"

The steps he turned up and stepped on the ground were shattered. The blue spearman looked like a falcon, his right pistol swept across, but his left pistol was hidden and he didn't wait for the opportunity. If the opponent blocked rashly, his strength would not block his sweeping at all, but if he used too much force, the short spear in his left hand could take the opportunity to pierce the enemy's heart!

This is a skill developed by the gunmen for the rest of their lives and has never failed to make a killer move.

However, today was not that easy.

"Well?"

The sword soldier narrowed his eyes, obviously realizing that this move was definitely not that simple.

But can you avoid it?

The sword soldier bent down slightly and then raised the sword from the right side!?

bite!!!

The tip of the sword was pressed down hard by the spear, but it was futile. The strength had been removed by Saber by wasting his power!

"hateful!"

But Lancer still stabbed the gun in his left hand, and then Saber turned around and flashed by without surprise.

"I'm careless! lancer!!"

Taking advantage of this gap, Saber's sword suddenly pulled back, and then -

assault!

The silver figure assaulted forward like a meteor. On the already broken road surface, the splashing asphalt was wrapped in the rising wind and turned into annoying flying arrows.

“!!”

The lancer had no choice but to retract the two guns at his waist, then stomp hard on the ground and fly backwards.

Then, a huge force hit his waist and abdomen like a war hammer, knocking him out!

“Wow!?”

He did not vomit blood, but the strong desire to vomit still hit his throat. Lancer stood up in the rolling, stabilized his center of gravity again, and dragged two shallow gullies on the ground.

The saber did not pursue it because there was insufficient spare energy.

"If this happens, it's a draw. Lancer, I'll give you the battle just now?"

The smile was so proud that it was as majestic as a lion playing with his prey.

Saber's attitude is still the same as it was at the beginning

Oh, this guy is really strong

"This woman"

Lancer couldn't help but smile a little sadly.

It seemed as if I had reached the point where I needed to fight to the death. Lancer's blood seemed to be boiling.

However, what neither of the two people who focused on fighting discovered was

""

Standing high in the distance in the air, the knight riding a war horse, his face was as gloomy as if it was about to rain.

"Are you?"

When he just approached the minimum observation distance, he seemed to have realized something. The awareness and premonition of training on the battlefield were roaring and proclaiming this misery. When he really saw it, the palpitations in his heart far exceeded the limit he had determined.

"Why did this happen?"

The silver figure was fighting against the blue spearmen, and in poor condition.

The continuous and gorgeous continuous attacks of the spearmen oppressed the king's pattern like a storm.

But he was not qualified to rescue.

"How is it? knight?"

And at this moment, Kirei's voice sounded from the channel that provided magic.

"Master, I have arrived at my location and have found two servers to join the battle?"

He didn't know whether he should take action or not, and even if he wanted to take action as the ultimate kill, whether he should use her, who is the biggest enemy, as his first target of attack.

Perhaps it is a very simple multiple-choice question for others, but for Rodrit, it is a great torment.

"I know, then follow your own judgment. It depends on your right. Have you seen the master of saber?"

"Yes, it's a woman with long silver hair."

"That's it, please give me the rest."

Then Kirei cut off the communication

“Self-judgement?”

Rodrit muttered to himself.

In his sight, the battle was still going on fiercely

Rodrit, who rarely or almost never received such trust from his lord, was simply unable to follow his own trust. It was not that he was not good at fighting according to his consciousness. On the contrary, in his short but long combat career, he had almost always been making all the battle judgments based on his personal will, and trying hard to follow the figure who was resisting his followers.

However, it was the first time he encountered the ‘action to repay trust’.

Unlike the battles that did not require any expectations, this time, he was given the expectation of "even as bait". He even got the expectation of "I trust you, so let's judge for yourself."

Although very small

But no matter how small it is, it is something I long for!!

"Tsk!!"

Looking at the two figures, Rodrit, whose hands were trembling, closed his eyes in pain.

"Participate! Rodrit!! Your current name -!!!"

The blood slowly oozed out of his tightly clenched lips, slowly dripping along the corner of his mouth, dripping in the bitter wind.

Ruthia was also crying, just like its master.

"―It's knight!!"

Awareness has already been realized, right? As a job introduction, have you already realized it!?

Isn’t Rodrit, a man who accepts fate but longs to twist it, has disappeared? In order to achieve his goals, abandoning himself and only keeping faith is something that was decided at the beginning!!!?
To be continued...
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