Chapter 45
45. Many times I've been in practice (1)
“Come on, man.!”
Platoon Leader Benzens shouted and lowered his sword. Mustache cut off the ground and suspended holding a sword horizontally.
The sword of the Benzens Platoon and the sword of the mustache met..
Ka-ang!
As soon as the sword struck, the mustache put its foot forward and weighed He pushed his opponent out..
Benzens focused only on wielding the sword, and then bounced back without stopping. I'm out..
“Billion!”
I lost my balance, and I rolled back beyond the push.. The dust rose to the spot where he rolled.
With his head between his legs, Benzene's body is right next to Encrid. Stopped.
Captain Benzence's Platoon and Encrid's eyes met..
A short silence passed between the two.
Whingeing and a cold wind blowing from somewhere.
Benzene's face grew bleary..
Encrid carefully picked out the words and said.
“……You said you were here to save me..”
Benzene's pupil trembled badly..
“That bastard, why do you count like that??”
Encrid laughed a wistful laugh..
No, I said I was here to save you, why do you get out of one room?.
Captain Benzence's platoon, who rolled his body once more, fell to the floor with a sword. Clutched and poised again.
“Chew, you bastard..”
He looked at his opponent and exclaimed, " Oh, my god!".
“Shoot.!”
Benzens ' platoon was half a archer..
“Shoot the harness.!”
At his command, an arrow flew.
“Stop it.!”
“Lift the shield!”
A couple of enemy soldiers who were chasing after his mustache popped out, and he put his shield on his face. He's in..
Purberbuck!
The arrow is blocked on the shield..
It was a giggly timing..
The mustache, with its head over the shield, looked at Encrid with terrifying eyes..
Then he took away one of his men's shields..
Oh, this is crazy..
Encrid snapped his molars tight and woke up. Quarrell's plugged leg and back came with a pain that looked like a fire..
There was no groan..
Krung.
From the side, the leopard revealed its fangs..
In the meantime, the shield with the mustache came close..
“Crazy Asshole!”
Benzens exclaimed in amazement. Encrid withstands the pain and puts a shortsword into Benzene's waist dance. I pulled it..
Visor.
Meanwhile, his mustache reached his nose. I didn't jump back..
Hung.
Benzens made an oblique line with his opponent's sword and scavenged his sword. It was Simsan who stopped the rush with force..
He pretended to hit his mustache with his sword, and he wrenched his wrist and put his sword behind him. Take it out, I shed Benzene's sword..
Bung.
Benzene's sword cleft the air. After that, the leopard dug up and kicked the ground. The mustache was different from ordinary soldiers.
He lowered the shield at an angle, blocking the path of the running Leopard. Struck out.
“Caen!”
The leopard, crying, flew to the side. This all happened within seconds of the action..
Encrid, holding the shortsword, drew concentration. Soon, I left my opponent and I in the image..
It's a concentration of one point.
Injuries, relief, and emotional changes led to high concentration.
There was a moment when I felt like time had stretched..
Encrid's eyes showed the bloodshot eyes of his mustache. At the same time, he also saw his opponent's hand..
The mustache grabbed the tip of the grip, just above the pommel. It was a deep mountain that would lengthen Richie and bare him in a short span of time..
He drew the arc with his sword as it was. From top to bottom.
I don't know when you heard the sword, but the sword comes down. The blade hits. It was like the blade of a guillotine..
I'm asking you to repeat today that the blade of your mustache is now. It was like.
Encrid didn't like it..
Swallow breath. There is no gap to exhale. There's no more whining about being sick..
I learned heavy swordsmanship, but now I'm going through the basics I learned from Ragnar. Can't.
If so.
Learn, learn, watch, and follow dozens of swordsmanship that you can now use What is the thing.
I've been subjected to countless studies, and I've been studied again..
I've always been in a position to watch and learn..
His body, according to instinct, lifted the sword. Shortsword is weak to shock. If you stop it with force, it will break the sword..
Mustache was sure of victory.
You can take the life of the sleazy man before your eyes..
Hung. Tiying, Chiiying. Pak!
The only conclusion is that the mustache strike failed..
I only cut Encrid's shoulder..
He cut deeply and his blood welled up, but he did not die. I didn't kill him..
“You.”
Mustache opened his eyes to the surprised rabbit instead of attacking again.
His eyes filled with disbelief.
“Where did you learn it?!”
Mustache exclaimed. Encrid answered frankly..
“I learned from the fight..”
Mitch Heurian shows the skill of shedding the ashes, countless times in front of the Encrid I gave you..
His shedding skills were truly exquisite.
It came out at a dangerous moment..
As soon as the sword of his mustache falls, he takes it with his shortsword and spills it sideways. They scattered it..
Push the middle of the blade to take the force and loosen the grip. Shed.
The allocation of power, the timing, if any one was wrong, it couldn't have been this. It was ter. It's just a shoulder bay and it's not over..
Encrid, who answered, was inwardly surprised..
‘This is it..’
I've been reported and researched countless times, but I've never actually written it..
No, without hard training, the first written technique succeeded.
That was a wonderful thing..
It's ridiculous for Encrid, who is awfully talented. was.
For the first time, Encrid's heart beat. The technique of shedding the opponent's sword is quite a bit of training It was a skill that I couldn't imitate..
“This asshole!”
Benzens, swinging his sword in the air from behind his mustache, reversed and cried out, " Oh, my god!" I ran..
The mustache turns around, strikes Benzene's sword, and the shield back to the front. Obscured.
Puck!
One arrow was inserted into the shield..
One of the deft archers targeted him and shot him, and he stopped it..
Visor! Visor!
The mustache was in place, Benzene and the sword were shared once more..
He looked at Encrid with his eyes of flame..
Encrid was looking at the shortsword in his hand.
I've already hit back and killed him..
Rather, if your feet are tied here, you're all dead, so your mustache is your body. Turned.
“Retreat.!”
He shouted and backed away. He stepped back and said to Encrid, " I'm not going to do that.".
“You, I won't forget..”
Encrid answered with sincerity..
“You can forget it..”
It was real. I'll remember myself and do something..
Benzene's platoon did not chase deeper. Even if he was in the vanguard, he was now ahead of his allies..
Further in here, Benzene's platoon could have been wiped out by counter-attack..
“Hey, you shoulder.!”
Benzens stared until his mustache receded, and then returned to Encrid. I looked at it..
Blood was dripping from his shoulders..
It was blocked and shed, but it couldn't be perfect. .
Still, Encrid laughed.
‘This is it..’
He uttered the same words as when the first technology was successful earlier in the day.
I recall how I shed my opponent's sword, but I can't remember it properly. Do not. My body moved nicely..
The heat was cold. This was the first time I've ever done this..
“Yay, madman, it's time to laugh.?”
Benzene approached and wrapped his shoulders with a cloth.
“No bandages! It falls back right away. 3 Platoon Back!”
Benzens knocked his platoon back. It was a fight that had already been won. The squadron chased the enemy aft and told him not to go too deep.
Once a great deal of witchcraft, this one needed maintenance..
“I shed too much blood..”
Benzens said, resplendent. Encrid opened his mouth to look at Benzene, who held his own.
“We need to take the leopard..”
They saved each other's lives. You can't come and leave it now..
“Crazy bastard, worry about your body..”
As he said that, Benzene took the leopard away..
I wanted to see where he was hurt, but I saw the blood flowing from the leopard's teeth..
‘I did something moist flowing behind my back..’
He didn't miss himself even though he was bleeding from his gums. Encrid held the Leopard in his arms..
It wasn't heavy. How did you have such power with this body.
Pinching.
The Leopard groans in his arms.
“Let's go.!”
Benzens then defeated Encrid and left the battlefield..
From the middle, Encrid was Nonmongsamong. He was to blame for shedding too much blood..
Black river voyeur appeared in the air and asked.
“Hey, why are you doing that??”
Excessive bleeding showed vain.
I didn't have the strength to answer, and he kept talking..
“If you start again, it's enough..”
“It repeats. Continue, without number.”
“Why do you do that??”
“Today, how about living roughly, which will start again anyway..”
“Be complacent, stop, grind and greet today again. If you die, you can start a more perfect today..”
“Oh, because of the fear of death? No, I get used to that. Why don't you put your mind half way, who sees, who knows. That's the only day for you..”
Encrid did not have the energy to open his mouth. Now I couldn't walk properly, so I was being dragged about half the way..
So he answered inside.
Why should I be complacent.
I repeat, I have a chance again, why don't I do my best today I'm gonna go..
Then, even if you repeat it countless times, you will continue to be in place.
If you live like that, you'll be trapped today..
Then there's no tomorrow..
If there is no tomorrow, there is no dream. If you don't have a dream, it doesn't mean anything..
‘I don't want to stop..’
Even if you take a hard step, it's only half the way compared to the other.
I want to move forward. I wanted to live like that..
Even if I couldn't be a knight, I wanted to be a knight..
Tuk.
I didn't have the strength to walk, and I drooped, and my feet got stuck in the stone..
“Don't die.”
Right next to his ear, Benzens muttered. The field of view was blurry. I didn't see the front right..
Somehow the voyeur of the black river disappeared.
Encrid seemed to know what a curse this was.
“I think we can do better if we start again.?”
When I repeat today, I think this is the way it is..
But it wasn't Encrid..
I always wanted to walk towards tomorrow..
I instinctively knew that a failed tomorrow was better than a perfect today..
‘If you're complacent, it's over..’
That's why it's not a blessing, it's a curse. If you repeat today countless times, you can't meet the next day.
At the end of the thought, Encrid asked himself.
‘So this was the best thing.?’
Don't know. Only God will know what a perfect Today is.
"Today" sent by Encrid was a day when half of luck followed.
There was no law that luck would come back from today to start again.
Then, as always, if you walk towards tomorrow, stop..
I felt a warm body temperature in my arms..
Looking underneath with blurred eyes, the black Panther looked at himself..
Blue eyes like a lake look.
And Encrid lost his mind..
I thought he might die..
Then I'll repeat today again..
You won't be discouraged by not going tomorrow..
I'll repeat it again, because I'll live again, Ahdungba, etc..
Darkness comes and envelops the Encrid. He became a wanderer invited to the dark world and lost his mind.
* * *
“Did I pick the wrong one??”
Black river voyeur was seen.
Encrid heard his words alone..
He turned his head.
I still looked like a smooth black mirror with nothing.
“Let's leave it..”
His words were preoccupied. When I opened my eyes, I saw the ceiling of the barracks..
“Uh, did you live? I thought I was really going to lose this time..”
I heard Lem's voice..
There were no sore spots on the shoulders, back, legs, and sides.
My head was broken..
“The last shoulder was big. I don't know what he did, but he cut it wild..”
Lem kept talking. Encrid, half out of mind and returning, blinked a few times.
Then he realized that he felt the warmth from his side, and he dropped his hand.
I felt a slight pain in my shoulder..
Hands touched with fluffy hair.
“Krung.”
The touch is pleasant or the Black Panther makes a pleasant sound.
‘You passed today..’
“I'm spoiled for fainting..”
“Who's fainting because you want to faint? I'm thirsty..”
“I could have done it.?”
In Encrid's eyes, I saw Lem sitting with his arms clasped..
The King's eyes behind him..
Wangnun brought water. As I took a few sips, my throat became moist as if I were watering the dry earth..
“Hey, our squad leader is chewy. Look, you lived..”
When I saw him drinking water, Wangnun said, " Oh, my god.".
“I've shed too much blood..”
Saxony is not talking about it..
Behind me, a religious-infatuated squad member raises a prayer..
“Lord, thank you for listening to the prayer..”
Ragnar quietly watched himself and said.
“Is it okay?”
“It's not enough to die..”
Because I lived, I could say it..
I could say it because I had passed today and met tomorrow..
Encrid laughed soothingly and lay down again..
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