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Chapter 276

276. Touring Performances

"Hey, I'm right? He's called Laban.."

The middle-aged said. Encrid didn't make up his mind..

I've been thinking and moving with my head since..

I've come to the point of following my dreams as my heart goes..

Encrid wielded his sword..

From bottom to top, the blade rose, bouncing off the light of the torch.

The sound of hooking rang dull.

That's right. Dull. It wasn't sharp..

He was called a tutor, but now he's just a sharp, sharp blade of a sword. Cut off the opponent's arm.

It was not fast, it was dull, it was slow, so Laban took the process of cutting my arm. I felt it and I had to watch it..

I couldn't avoid seeing it, so I had to be able to see it, and I had to be able to see it. Instead of the loss of one, I had to feel the hot heat first.

"Whoops.!"

A terrible scream rang out in the wide cave.

A piece of flesh, attached under the shoulder, fell to the floor.

The arms that declared self-reliance in the human body moved. Sprinkled with blood, I emphasized my argument..

The man who lost his arm sounded out whether he was against the claim..

"Evil! Evil!"

I screamed and moved, and there was red blood everywhere..

The placenta protruded over the armor and face of the Encrid in front of it. He didn't avoid it, he looked at it involuntarily..

The blood that splashed on the ball wrinkled and flowed and fell to the floor.

I watched Laban glow with the pain of cutting off one arm. Encrid threw it out..

"Can you stop the blood? Ester."

"It's not difficult.."

It was a little radical in the way of hemostasis..

Ester stretched out his hand, and the flames rose from his hand, and his arm was lifted up..

"No, no, no, no, no. That, stop! Jeez, please stop.!"

Encrid is that crazy middle-aged asshole screaming like me How many times have you heard it? I thought about it and I quit..

"Why, why, I did what I told you! It was sold for a few gold coins.!"

I was already bleeding before the support, screaming in pain. It's a voice that has been lost under the name of hemostasis, and now it's a voice that has been rested. Encrid lifted his sword..

"Legs.."

He cut his leg with a stupefied horse..

The puck and the severed leg bounced to the side. The legs that declared independence from the human body also claim to be without ejaculation Highlight.

Under the countless torches that illuminate everywhere, the red blood is once again everywhere It was smouldering. After that, Ester lost the cut back area with a magic flame, so he was forced to go to bed. The scream rang out again..

"Turn it off.!"

Laban shed blood tears as his limbs were cut and crushed. His teeth were broken and he mixed with blood out of his mouth. I stretched out a creepy scream..

"You look sick.."

"If you lose it with fire, it's all like that."

Encrid spoke, and Saxony answered..

It's not supported by the pharynx, it's cut off the limbs and it's supported by the cross section.

Saxony is not at the level of a master of torture, but I know it will. I know the structure of the human body, and I know the parts where the whole angle is eaten greatly..

It's a good, excellent torture way to pull your nails and put a needle under them. I also knew Saxony..

In Saxony's view, the Alchemist was not the only one who had not been killed..

The conversation between the two was heartless..

I see an unworldly object, so I see a stone on the side of the road. It was like a sharing conversation..

And it's Laban or Radol who didn't beat the pain. I blacked my eyes out..

I thought I was going to die soon..

Encrid approached and took a cock on his forehead with a sword..

No matter how painful it may be, the tactile response to new pain is sensitive.

I'm trying to maximize the pain by slowly drawing the cock under the sword..

"Turn it off.."

Laban said hoarsely. Encrid asked.

"Is there a way for the person trapped inside to get back to the original??"

It's a question of the moment, Saxony thought.

If you don't open your mouth at that moment, you're not a person..

Even if you're a specially trained assassin, you want to kill yourself before you're like that. No, I'm not trying to hold on..

Laban blinks his eyes, shaking his eyes. Turned.

I still have my head back, and I'm a writer who has the value of it in his head..

This is the answer that came later..

"This is this is this is this is this is this is this is this is this is this is this is this is this."

I had a lot of pronunciation, but it wasn't hard to understand..

As soon as he heard it, Encrid said, " Oh, my god.

Split the alchemist's head in half..

He swung the sword lengthwise and parted his head inexorably.

If you lived between a puck and a split skull, you had a brain that would have been worth it. It's pouring out..

"Why?"

Why, ask and kill? Saxony asked the question without his knowledge..

"You know, what kind of hobby are you asking??"

Sachsen, hearing Encrid's answer, nodded. He knew..

Laban was an alchemist. I couldn't take back a man who was so broken. There's no way to do that..

The best priest on the continent should not come. Even if they're called Saints, they can stick their arms that they've just ripped off, their heads. You can't fix the broken one..

That's not the realm of divinity..

The woman on the drug bites my arm, and the boy who is already dead. Somehow..

Also, you're not a ghoul, you're not a person.?

If I could get that back, he'd be called God..

"It would have been worth it if you had taken him.?"

Sinar asked. To reasonable questions, reasonable answers are back.

"I didn't like the look.."

"Yes, I can.."

Seeing the prone Sinar, Ester nodded gravely.

"He was unsightly.."

Those who walk the path of magic, mystery, and spell also walk the path of humanity.

But at the same time, they face the real world.

I don't forget my body, my body, my human being..

If you're the right wizard, yes..

Whether it's a fairy, a dwarf, a dragon, there's a real body. In addition, the wizard should not forget that also.

But the alchemist got out of that bin..

I saw what he was doing all over the place, and what was written in the research journal. And so it was..

It was rotten and rickety..

Therefore, it is ugly. That's what I mean. Of course, it did look like that..

Ester didn't take anything from Encrid, whether it was anger or anything. Seemed as if.

So, where is the driving force that moved the sword?

Ester had questions, but he didn't ask them..

We will explore, identify, observe and find out. It's a way of finding out more than asking and answering..

There was no complicated reason for the deception..

Encrid was in the mood to throw away the dirty stuff. It was like washing the filth on your hands.

We need to punish those who hold it more than the knife.?

What a damn thing that sounds like.

This is not a knife, it's a human thing..

He's a human being who can be the subject of my life..

He had the ability and the will..

But I just did what I wanted to do..

There is fault not only in the one who made it, but also in the one who executed it..

By Encrid's standards, the guy who did this wasn't worth living for..

What if your opponent is the monarch of a country? If I did.?

But it didn't matter..

Even if you're chased for the rest of your life and live as a fugitive, like the golden pouch of a bounty hunter. Even if it's treated, Encrid will do it..

That's the way you see your dreams, the way you walk down the street..

If he knew this, at least Finn would have shook his head..

It was so close to crazy..

"There's one or two guys like that on this continent.!"

You could have cried out like this..

So it is. Encrid wanted to cut down the tribe that looked like him. So I held my sword..

Because the Knight of the War is not just a good fighting knight..

Of course, Finn can get into Encrid's head and read the idea. There was no.

"Well done. There was some stupid alchemist here, and he's dead. What do I do if I'm already dead?."

She said plausible things. You don't have to take responsibility..

Encrid had no idea, and Saxony was silent about my captain's choice. I respected him..

He got everything he got anyway..

And to be honest.

'I might have killed him..'

I didn't want to leave him alive. It was not a calculation, it was a mood. It was an emotion.

It's been a long time, it's an emotional response..

'I'm not going to use it here..'

You can't release your worn out, lost feelings here..

Your feelings are ready blades, and those who will receive them are determined. There you are..

"Outside, a member of the squadron's squad entered. Let's get in and clean it up. And some of the people who are still alive might as well lock them up.."

They're on drugs, so they're gonna go on a rampage when they get out..

"I do.."

Sinar spoke and looked at some of the paper he held in his hand. She opened her mouth when she saw the common language written on a thin piece of paper.

"There are several more villages like this. I think it's going to be a pretty long outing, how about that??"

Many were abbreviated questions, but Encrid understood Yongke.

Saxony will follow if he speaks, and Finn will follow Sinar's orders. Will follow.

"One village raised a horse.."

Encrid could now know from what Sinar said.

'I don't know what I've found out in the meantime..'

There were too many opponents. I'm going to spend my time trying to figure it out..

Encrid's brain then naturally grasped the phenomenon.

'If you don't hit a handful of elite, it's an experiment, it's research data, it's all lost and gone. It's gonna be..'

'So, there's nothing to gain after the battle..'

'It will give those who have to kill them a break to escape..'

He's the one who needs to move on a medium-sized basis..

There was a witch in this town right now who struck a thunderbolt..

So, we had to be prepared for that..

The Black Sword, the bandits, was a really good group..

Encrid was a little mistaken..

There were several types of oysters prepared by the black knife.

Among them was a place where slaves were sold..

There was also a place to tame the magic with drugs.

This is the most important place, so there was a precious wizard..

No matter how black the sword, wizards were not common people.

The thought was over. It wasn't a worry..

"Let's go.."

Encrid replied..

If there's more like this, we'll have to put it away..

A handful of elite, among them those who are long-term people who are secretly moving..

There's also a wizard..

Even if Ester doesn't give you another one, if you see that kind of thing, I'll tell you..

It was a great opportunity in many ways..

What's more, if you don't hit it all now, you'll hide again..

"I don't wonder who the head of the black knife is.?"

Sinar asked Katabuta without saying anything.

"Do you know?"

"I found out that he was one of the nobles of the kingdom.."

Saxony was also listening to that conversation.

There was a Norin bar.

The information that was deliberately shed on part of the Kingdom was now a powerful plate..

Saxony also wanted to see the head of the black sword..

Even if you have a wife who broke up because of the war, you want to see her more than you do. Enough.

After entrusting the village to the entering allies, the group moved on..

"That's awful.."

The platoon leader who entered shook his head when he saw the meddling in the cave.

A few less experienced soldiers could not stand the nausea. The smell of hellish earthenware spread inside the cave..

Not keeping these things alive was one of the reasons I took my sword..

So the group that left rode up the mountain.

It was a short cut if you went down a rough road..

Finn was a great assistant on this side..

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One of the villages of the Black Sword moved like one of the four village chiefs.

They were four men who had been together since they were children, and they all bolunned them. It was called the Death penalty..

They were bald, nasty, typical bandits.. He was good enough to leave the village and play bandits all over the place..

The Black Sword bandits are not the original bandits..

In front of the four stood a black-haired man with pigtails.

It was broad daylight..

"How did you get in??"

Big brother asked. He stroked his tight hair with his hand.

It's a cloudy day, but it doesn't snow..

The second squinted..

Why the village was quiet. There are only a few dozen members here? Why are you so quiet until he gets here??

The man silently adjusted his sword belt and put his hand on the sword grip. Asked.

"If you're chagrined, you have to tell me now. I'm a little busy.."

Busy? The third rolled his big eyes..

The fourth was quick to notice. He already sensed his anxiety and slipped behind the net, which he had hidden I grabbed the end..

I was going to throw it if I was going to put it in my suit..

The net with a chu at the end of the corner was the fourth weapon.

In fact, their brother used the net in the fight and saw a lot of profit.

The third was a master of dart throwing. The third time he stroked the end of the poisoned dart with his hand, he finished his preparation.

The second and first were the masters of the Six-tank War..

There were no words..

There was a snow fight between Encrid and the Four..

Tension filled the five.

The bald Death Penalty felt that the mansion hall, which was usually used as a palace, was narrow.

'What's this bastard??"

Short mull is the end. Fourth threw the net.

Encrid still stands with a falling net and a bald two-dot dot Saw.

And draw the line that connects the points in your head and move your feet, your body and your body He swung the sword along the line drawn by his hand.

The sword moved so that it smacked the chu at the end of the net, and the net was in the air After tangling, it left a long mark on the neck of the fourth and third who threw it..

Of course, it's the marks left by the sword, so there's a large amount of blood pouring out of it. It flowed..

The second eye was completely gone when I saw the blood pouring out of it..

"You bastard.!"

The fight was not so tough.

So it was over in an instant. He spills the thick blade of the oncoming enemy with a breaststroke.

Evasion and attack occur simultaneously. The blade snapped the tip of the enemy's forehead..

The tip of the knife hit his forehead and dug in.

"This guy.!"

In a hurry, the first axe flew. It's a thick, heavy weapon, and the writer who used it boasted of his strength..

The first did everything in its power..

Encrid makes a hole in the second forehead and turns his left foot on the axis. I hit it..

Slamming!

There was a deafening noise..

and.

"...... What are you??"

The first, who was unable to withstand the force and had both arms broken, said in a wistful tone: "Oh, my god, I'm sorry.".

Encrid answered, exhaling and loosening the heart of the Gorgon monster.

"What do you do for yourself?."

Soon, he'll be dead..

There was no forgiveness or mercy from Encrid's Black Pursuit..

That was the end of it..

There was no wizard, and Saxony turned over what artifacts he had picked up from where. It was a fling..

Five bandits guarding the center of the town, Saxony in an instant He killed rats and birds without knowing, and Encrid entered them..

But I searched all over the town and I didn't see anything hidden..

What's this place? It's just a troop gathering.?

As Encrid questioned, Finn stepped out..