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Chapter 192

192. Unya?

Valencian Mercenary Sword, Melee.

Spurting.

Encrid was surprised. No, I was surprised, but I've been walking for a while to get hit by this blow. The road was too rough.

A sense of avoidance was triggered, and the body moved to the temple.

He bent his head, avoided it, and put his feet on it..

When he taxed and kicked his ankle, the White lion rolled forward altogether.

He hung to the spot where he fell, and Encrid's sword passed..

If it had been, there would have been a cut mark anywhere on the body. It's a good game, but I avoided it by rolling it all forward..

The reaction speed is good, the judgment is good.

Encrid naturally sped up..

Step on step, swing the sword..

Then it changes the speed of reaction..

The tempo itself varies.

This was the most different thing about Encrid in recent years.

The diagonal slash, which is faster than the sword you've ever wielded, is even in a back-to-back position. Stretched out.

Dunbakel bit his molars tight..

It was an inevitable angle..

She pulled up her elbows.

Perfect! Pak! Puwak!

I tried to take the blade side with my elbow bone, but my opponent noticed it. I turned the blade..

So the blade facing underneath lay sideways in an instant, and Dunbakel He put his elbow on the blade..

However, the ability to reflect unique to the signin did not die, so the elbow Some of it was bay, but I hit it..

“That's it.?”

The voice of Nazak.

Sharp and sharp.

It's closer than anything..

I thought Dunbakel would still hold out to a certain extent if he turned into a signee..

It was no sound..

The imperceptibly approaching blade fell over his head.

To be honest, how the hell did you narrow the distance and swing the sword like this? I didn't know..

I was in a hurry to stop, I was in a hurry to avoid..

Dunbakel put the simeter up, feeling the pain of tearing his arm muscles. Struck.

If you made up your mind to die, you can die without being a warrior. There was no.

After she dies, she wants to come to the temple where their God stays..

‘Crimehalt.’

Dunbakel intoned my God.

It is the name of the God that all Signees believe in, which governs war and breeding. It sounds like the oneness of the signee..

Do you want to be in Kriemhalt's arms??

Die as a Warrior.

If you die as a warrior, you will die in the whirlpool of eternal Immortality. I'll be a knife..

Tung! Nip Dada Dada Dada Dada Dada Dada!

The sword that would meet the scimitar was literally burning the blade and frying the fire.

A red flame seemed to illuminate the surroundings through the moonlight.

For a very short moment, Dunbakel was aiming for a position where his opponent's feet might be. I kicked my ankle with the skill of a Valencian Mercenary sword..

His gaze, on the contrary, moves his weapon, pretending to target his opponent, involuntarily It's a technique to kick your ankles..

I was aiming for my own, but my opponent lifted the soles of his feet to stop my instep..

After that, the sword comes down the back of the neck.

Tak. With a cold texture, Dunbakel thought of the end.

‘Can I go to Kriemhalt's side??’

When it's time to die,the idea of catching is stuck. Why not?.

Those who have lived in chagrin are by nature foolish..

I was abandoned in my village, abandoned in my city, and none of the signor himself Shee didn't take it..

So I lived abandoned from my servant.

As a mercenary, he wanted to prove himself with the sword, but that was also an easy thing It wasn't..

I thought it was the only way, but it was also blocked.

I was chagrined that I didn't have children..

I was chagrined that I was born like this..

‘Why only me.’

Why do you have to live this life for yourself.

Chagrin was soon replaced by the desire for life.

The boy grabbed his ankle and his anger knocked him to the heart..

Encrid, who had just put his sword by the nape of his neck, stopped the sword in a strange mood. It was Chae..

What, just a hunch or a sixth sense.

I think it would be better not to kill than to kill..

Let's add one more rational thing to this..

‘Where you belong, where you spent it, and you need a mouth to say that. Hani.’

At first, it was like he wanted to die, but he put his sword on it for a while. When he stopped, he soon roused himself..

I saw the White Lion's hair tremble in Encrid's eyes..

Fear and cry..

The signor put his palm on the floor, pulled his back foot and crouched down.

‘It's like Ester's position when she's tired..’

It's strangely similar..

It's with that idea..

“I want to live.?”

I'm asking you a lot..

Dunbakel raised his head with his sword at the nape of his neck.

Did she have her eyes blue like this?.

Tears flowed from her eyes, which were sensitive to the soft gold..

‘……I'm crying here.?’

Of course, but it's an unexpected moment..

“Krung, Krung.”

Signe cried. It's hard to tell what's going on inside, but one definitely knows Seemed to be.

‘I can hear you running to save me..’

He took the sword, and as soon as it came to Encrid's ears, a familiar voice came into his eyes..

“What? Don't kill him? Huaam.”

Lem. He opened his mouth so that his snout would be torn. Yawn..

“When are you here??”

“Mak, since I knifed that beast. But this is a lion human? Or he's a signee.?”

The appearance is close to Lycanthrope, but he loses the fight and tears away There was no spilling of the line..

“Hey, you cry.?”

Lem hit the back of such a white lion. It was like usual. Teasing posture..

Sit down, poke your head, and then put your back with your palm. Struck.

“Stop crying. I'm not killing you..”

Lem wasn't the only one here..

Audi, Saxony, Ragnar, Kreis, who came down imperceptibly..

“This is what happened during the night.?”

Kreis said.

“You're in a fuss.?”

When Encrid asked, Sachsen pointed to his side and replied, " No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no..

“Ester called..”

It's the same insipid tone as usual. However, Encrid felt that there was something subtly different in it.

Admiration? Is it something similar.

“Why do you see it like that?”

“Did you see the fight??”

Sachsen nodded and closed his mouth. He came before Lem and saw it all..

With a finer and more close gaze than Audi.

How to recognize first-class skills with first-class Eyes.

That's why I was admiring it in my heart..

Even if you already know, when he shows you his skills that have changed, something It felt like something similar happened to magic.

Didn't you surprise the others?.

“How did you do the last trick?”

Ragnar asked.

“I mixed my new swordsmanship with the Valencian Mercenary Sword..”

At that, Ragnar's expression became subtle..

“Did Frock let me know?”

“Yeah.?”

No, Luagarne told me to learn a variety of swordsmanship. Mixing it this way, so it's really natural to do it once. It was just..

At that moment, it felt like that.

When you're recalling that moment and multiplying it, Encrid is the new man himself. I thought I did..

‘Why did you do it??’

I thought it was the most necessary action at that moment, so I did it.

So, is that wrong??

Not. It won't be. I felt that way..

He was a less-than-self opponent. I was in the mood to test my new sword..

We'll only know where they're from after we reveal where they're from..

‘Minimum defense Defense squad Elite level.’

All of the defense units are packed with express soldiers..

Among them, the elite fought better, especially.

One of the garrison members who was vacated by the mission of Seedlings was previously a borderer I often heard it was the strongest sword of the guard..

So right now, Encrid's own meddling is the great defense defense. It was like dealing with an elite column..

The last signee was better than that..

How long has he been able to look at them like this.

You never know. Really.

‘It's not enough yet..’

Nevertheless, there is also a burning thirst. I was not satisfied here. No, I couldn't be satisfied..

What if there had been that associate knight.

Acia, if there was a woman who made her name unforgettable.

‘It would have been easier than this..’

There was no end to learning in any battle, any moment. Encrid has known it since she was a child..

It was a problem that the body didn't follow through on learning, but Encrid's attitude was It was always right..

I crave learning and I don't stop..

“Where do you belong??”

Just as I was making up my mind, Kreis put his mouth behind Lem's back. I saw it open..

Open your mouth without sticking to the sign-in's side.

In front of him, Lem is teasing his mouth with a smile..

No, I'm making fun of my hands together..

Tuk-tuk, hit the head, finger on the shoulder, exactly on the knife. I'm touching the bane..

“Are you sick? I'm not sick.”

“Hey, are you crying? Signe Ulbo?”

“What's the matter with you? When you were a kid, you ate a curse instead of meat.?”

“I never see a lion crying. Cry more. Do you want me to hurt you? It's easier to cry when you're sick.?”

“Yamma, cry..”

Encrid realized it was a bird. Lem is the most bad-natured guy in the world..

If you need provocation on the battlefield, you can get him in front of you. Will be erected.

Encrid himself wears a certain amount of clothing to identify the opponent's weight It was for my sake, but that's just the level of evil spirits in my mouth..

“Why does this bastard come in the night and show the area here and fuck it, huh? So should this body come out of sleep??”

Lem said, and there were two errors in that.

One is that crying is not an area sign..

Both of them said no one called Lem..

‘Why did that come out?.’

When Encrid tries to move, the White Lion, unable to stand, looks up first Heard.

I was young, similar to anger in my crying eyes..

I think it's a good thing to see him exactly as a cry..

“Kheng, Siibal, you're a dog.…….”

The cry of the White Lion, mixed with wool, did not end properly.

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.!

Lem was relentless. As he sat down, he pulled his left foot to the side, and swung his right elbow to the side.

It's a blow that rotates your back and feeds you.

If it wasn't for this situation, you'd come out of a squat like that. You can admire the perfect batting position, such a strike.

“That's wonderful..”

Audi also expressed admiration..

Anyway, his elbow grinded through the back of the white Lion..

The guy who was hit rolled forward..

“Crustacean!”

Something similar to a moan came from the mouth of a rolling white Lion.

“No, let's talk about it for a minute..”

Kreis dried such a lem..

Encrid had to take Kreis's side..

If you let it go, it's gonna kill you..

“This cat cub, where to get mandibles.”

I saw Lem bumping, and I saw him stay..

“Don't kill me..”

Dry gently, Lem raised both hands.

“No, I just touched it. Just tuck in, tuck in, huh? It's like a hand-waving greeting..”

If you're happy twice, you'll kill a lot of people..

“So where do you belong??”

I was beaten, I was teased, I was teased, I was teased, I was teased, I was teased, I was teased, I was beaten again. The White Lion was a body.

I want to live, I'm chagrined, I don't have the loyalty to keep myself..

He was a mercenary. He didn't want it..

You can lose that..

There's no Krona or pocket hidden inside the bandits..

My father has written off all the family..

Thanks to this, Dunbakel's mouth was easily opened.

“Black Knife.”

“Bandits? I'm talking there.?”

“That's right..”

Kreis's face hardened as Dunbarkel nodded.

“This is true..”

Encrid, I was listening in silence..

It was a coincidence, but I didn't know what was behind this..

Marcus, the battalion leader, asked me if I loved the city..

I've been kept like this at this moment, so it seems like a pretty good result. That was satisfying..

However, there was also a use of mind.

‘Weak.’

The strength of the vigilance forces is too poor.?

In the meantime, I blame my eyes for being high, but if this enemy comes again, the problem is Won't it be??

If a similar raid happens again, the patrolling troops will rebel properly. I can't and I'll die..

Above all, there was a guy dressed as a soldier trying to open the side door..

It's not possible to have a lot of spies in the city, or to open the door. There was a problem opening it..

It happened in front of Encrid's nose and in front of his eyes, somehow. It was true that I wanted to do it, but what to do right now It's not possible..

“Captain, I think we need to start reporting..”

Imperceptibly, Kreis approached and said,.

Lem asked him about it..

“I'm really keeping this alive.?”

“We need to keep him alive..”

Kreis said Burinake. If you let it go, Lem really seems to be "rattling" his neck..

Encrid nodded. He looked up and added his words to empower Chrysler's horse.

“Transfer it..”

Once you have it, you can hold it. The rest of the job will be done by the battalion chief..

Let's just think about it and move, one or two bystanders. I saw a bunch of people..

When I turned around, I made eye contact with the commander..

He's an epaulette writer. Immediately after the eye contact, he appeared military..

Platoon leader. It was a face I saw coming and going..

Although he has received the status of a squadron leader, he has yet to be officially recognized. There was no.

That's why it was the first time that each of these cases was caught.

Encrid puts his sword in the index house and slaps the pommel with his palm He was saluted with a gun..

“Thanks!”

“That's it..”

Speak and turn. The platoon leader was actually very surprised and now thrilled.

If it wasn't for Encrid..

That maniac platoon, no, if it wasn't for the squadron..

He would have died like that raider..

He must have been a dead body with his wife..

Would he have died, or would he have gone, or would he have gone, or would he have gone, or would he have gone, or would he have gone?.

While I was thinking, Kreis came up and said, " Oh, my god.".

“The Black Sword Story is a Secret.”

“……Well. All right..”

It's now. No matter what you say, it was a requirement to listen..

“We'll do the reporting on our side..”

Kreis made fun of his stretched mouth, and he was next to his body as he tried to clean up his surroundings. I didn't fall..

Why but I wanted to.

“Wouldn't it be right for our squadron to recover the loot??”

The eyes were shining, and the attitude was more imposing than ever.

Of course, it was the right word..

The platoon leader takes a hand load and carries a manticore carcass..

He searched the arms of the dead..

There were no krona pockets, but all their weapons were of high quality iron.

I had to hold the blast firmly..

And Kreis wasn't the best person to miss this opportunity..

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