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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 161

Gish, who appeared as a warlike battle fanatic with overflowing confidence, eventually went that way..

"From now on, you will remain in my mind as a boastful Gish.."

It was definitely a different level from the others, so I was able to endure it quite a bit, but that was the end in the end. Still, it doesn't seem like it was all a lie, seeing as I immediately recognized that I was imitating the demon guy I met in the abandoned dungeon..

If the nickname “Butcher” was real, it might not have been because he killed a lot, but because he killed in a messy manner. Of course, being a butcher is an occupation that requires very specialized knowledge, but isn't that what nicknames are all about??

"It is true that one sword is amazing.."

When I picked up the sword he had left behind and looked at it, I found that it was in clean condition, with not a single tooth missing, even though it had been hit a lot. Although the amount of magical energy used in the sword to strengthen the body was relatively small, it was very interesting because ordinary swords were about to be shattered with just four or five strikes..

"It's worth it to resist the urge to overdo it and experiment to see how long it can hold out.."

If you really want to be honest, the feeling of putting magic on a sword is similar to turning an ordinary sword into a chainsaw..

It wasn't intentional, but the flowing magic took that form on its own. Does it feel like a disposable chainsaw that comes off easily when you try to cut something with strong resistance? Of course, cutting power is bound to improve..

Of course, if I wanted to do it like I did against the guys I met in the alley, I had to reduce the power output as the fuel efficiency was so poor, but even so, seeing that it was in such good condition, it was definitely a good sword. First, as a souvenir, I roughly put it on my right waist along with the sword sheath that Gish was wearing, and headed to the second floor, stepping on the broken stairs..

I have no intention of taking my time. It would only be a matter of time before all the nobles in the capital would be overthrown by this baseless mess. If you don't kill Envelde before then, you'll miss your chance..

Fortunately, since all noble mansions are similar, I was able to easily find the office where Envelde was likely to be. She thought about just smashing it and going in, but since she didn't feel like she was popular around her, she decided to go in normally..

As I entered the office, Envelde, who was leaning against the office desk with a very depressed expression, greeted me with melancholy eyes. The expression appears to be roughly 50% dejection, 30% astonishment, 10% irritation, and 10% anger..

I really liked that expression, so without realizing it, I raised my left hand and gave a friendly greeting..

"Hey Envelde. Why are you so sore this evening??"

However, Envelde, who listened to my friendly greeting, began to say only what she had to say..

"...That sword. It's Gish's.."

"uh. It was a pretty good sword.."

"He's a guy who has a taste for battle, but he won't let go of his sword before he dies. The story is that he eventually died by your hands.."

"It's true that he died by my hand, but he put down his sword before he died.?"

It may have been done as a fair and fair attempt at a secret attack, but the facts are true. She corrected him by shrugging her shoulders, but Envelde only raised her hands and swept them down her face once..

"I will give you one last chance, Eldmia. I'm saying this because I highly value your value, as you didn't even get hurt even after killing Gish.."

Envelde stood up from the desk and said, looking directly at me with brown eyes that still had a subtle calm..

"Be my subordinate. The fact that you did everything you killed and committed without a single scratch means that you are worth more than that in the end. Help me overthrow Itisel and become the hero who ends this damn war.."

I was wondering what he was going to say because he had a very solemn form, but even after getting to this point, I couldn't come to my senses. In the midst of being so dumbfounded that nothing came out, Envelde continued to open her mouth as if she still had something left to say..

"Originally, Ragnis was an outcast, but if you cooperate, of course I won't cause you any harm. It is not difficult to cover up this incident. After all, it happened in my mansion. However, if you refuse, you will have to pay a reasonable price.."

The response was so confident and natural that I unconsciously took action before I thought..

"Leave a will. Don't fucking say it."

Envelde, who was still looking at the middle finger I held out with calm eyes, closed her eyes..

"Yeah, I kind of thought that would be the case with you.."

When he opened his eyes again, the calm that remained in his eyes had disappeared and only the anger toward me was shining..

"That arrogance is what killed you, Eldmia Ega.."

"Fuck, I said that three times today..."

I was so sick of it now that I wanted to stop listening, so I tried to respond reflexively, but I was shocked and had to keep my mouth shut..

Not in a psychological sense, but in a real physical sense..

Suddenly, something touched my face, my head turned, something hit my back, and I was able to understand what had happened only when I rolled, crashed, and flew away so mercilessly that I had no idea what was what..

"Gish...you fucking bastard...!"

It was simple.

Envelde was moving at a speed that my eyes couldn't follow and gave me a death blow..

"Why did you say that what you believe in is the strongest?...!"

Of all the physical shocks I've experienced since my previous life, I was barely able to come to my senses during the second biggest shock, but my vision was spinning and my ears were ringing. If she hadn't strengthened her body with the intention of decapitating her at any time, the blow would have ripped her neck out rather than just breaking it..

"He left the Levien family, trained in swordsmanship, became a knight, and earned the title of count with only a sword. Did you really think that I tolerated your wantonness because I lacked the power of Ilshin??"

Still, there's nothing you can do about concussions. I recognized Envelde approaching me without any signs of hurry, but my body didn't move as I wanted right away..

"What on earth did you believe and were so arrogant? I even released an auror on purpose to warn you.?"

"Whoa, whoa! Fuck, I'm a little dull on that side."

What are you going to do when you release 100 days? I can’t feel anything at all..

"It takes around Sir Ekaf to get a bite.."

It was only after I managed to get up that I realized that I had broken the wall of the mansion and was stuck. Write, do you think this is something I can do? I think it's a bit different from knocking down an iron door.?

"Your mouth is alive until the end."

"Damn. It's just the beginning, so what?."

It's good that we've trained over the years, but we're still not good at dealing with difficulties like this in real life. I wish I had noticed sooner..

The only thing special is a superior body and magical power, so ordinary modern people who are not proud of anything shed tears even today..

Before that, let's stop that bastard first..

"You're so overconfident. That's right. Without even drawing a sword?"

"Do you really need my sword to end your miserable life? your sword is enough."

"Wow, you've lost some teeth too. Do you think your tongue becomes softer when your eyes roll? I remember that later, I will use it for a fucking baby."

I feel like I understand a little bit why people stay by their side and keep talking when they are dying. When I move my mouth, my brain seems to function a little faster..

In fact, it may have been because I felt my life was in danger, but it would have been nice if I could return to my senses and move my body..

"Let’s take a look at the skills of the handsome count.!"

With the confidence that I could control my body to some extent, the distance between me and Envelde narrowed down to the distance between my swords..

Just looking at it, it seemed like there was no way to fight like before, so without considering the maintenance time, I just raised my magic power as soon as I could, got up from the collapsed pile of stones, and swung my sword towards Envelde's neck..

"An obvious trick."

Since she was barely within the range of the sword, Envelde dodged my sword by simply leaning back slightly as if it was ridiculous..

Fortunately, it was exactly as I intended..

"Those half-proud people always do that kind of thing.!"

I don't think it will be an effective hit, but in order to use it as a base for the next attack, I let go of the sword I swung like I was throwing a fishing rod..

Because it was Gish’s sword that was drawn for that purpose. I don't know if I would have blocked it, but because he avoided the sword by only pulling his upper body back, Envelde's posture had to shake significantly to avoid the sword suddenly flying towards his face, and I pulled out my sword as quickly as possible and swung it at the guy..

But Envelde, who made eye contact for a split second, was still calm..

When I realized, in that calmness, that the guy's eyes were following me, my sword, and Gish's sword flying next to him, I felt goosebumps rising all over my body..

That alone was enough to understand what action he was going to take. Sure enough, Envelde, who turned his head to avoid the sword that flew at him, snatched the handle of Gish's sword that was about to fly past his ear and swung it as if it were natural, blocking my attack..

-Kaang!

The sword-fighting scene seen in movies and cartoons did not continue. Before the metallic sound could even go away, all that followed was a fight with counterattack after counterattack..

It was the part I was most confident in as it was one of the things I practiced the hardest in my life, but damn, as soon as I mixed in the fifth sword, a sense of crisis came over me..

Envelde was strong. Aura-wise and technically-wise.

"I admit it. You had a tendency to be arrogant.."

This must have been how Gish felt just a moment ago. I really appreciate hearing your calm voice even in the midst of a heated battle..

"But if you have this much talent, you should have been able to understand the subject.."

When playing baduk or chess, there were times when pros would look ahead by several dozen moves and declare defeat.?

I didn't understand it in the past, but I finally understand it today..

seven times.

I knew I was going to be pushed back in exactly the seventh battle..

In the process of blocking the bottom, my sword bounces away, and if Envelde wants to, the blade gets stuck in my abdomen..

There are six times left.

What should I do? What are the numbers and methods I have now?

Five times left.

It is impossible to choose to rely on the gauntlet and place the sword in advance to block the abdomen. We are not in a position where we can afford to make such an arrangement..

There are four times left.

Even though I'm using up all the magic I had on my sword, it's a close call. It was clear that if I tried half-heartedly, there would be an unexpected counterattack..

There are three times left.

Something I can write about. What I have now.

There are two left.

A superior body, a sturdy sword, magic shield gauntlets, and a curse shield ring. and...

All that's left is one...

-visor!

My sword gets entangled in Envelde's sword coiled like a snake and escapes his grasp..

And without even having time to look at the sword bouncing on the floor and sliding to its end, he spoke..

"It's time to pay, Eldmia.."

Without missing a beat, his sword pierced my abdomen..

A feeling that is never pleasant. Even though the location was different, a cool sensation that felt just right to remind me of the shitty end of my past life passed through my nerves..

"fuck life."

How is it that there is no middle in this life?.