398. Hitting and stabbing
The adjutant holding the javelin eventually returned hesitantly. The opponent did not chase. It seemed like only the guy who would attack was the one to attack.
He just silently wiped the blood off his sword and returned to stand there for the first time.
The horseman who rode next to me let out a hiss and cried once.
It was a horse whose size and eyes were unusual.
The adjutant, seeing all of this, hesitated and retreated and returned to his original position.
Looking at the adjutant like that, Learbart struck down his sword along with his horse.
“I should have died fighting until the end.”
Pukwak!
The skull splits in half. Learbart pulled out his sword.
A long stream of blood ran down the sword that was pulled out with a swipe.
“Stupid bastard.”
A clear voice next to me cursed the dead person.
This is the fairy warrior Banat. Her blonde hair was cut as short as a man’s, and her tone of voice was cold and devoid of any emotion. It was also her unique way of speaking. It is a cold, harsh statement that shows no emotion.
“He was the weakest among us. “I will do it.”
Banat stepped forward, but Learbart shook his head and said:
“I’m coming.”
Did you just want to boost your momentum by sending one guy like that? Then he will break it himself.
Aside from Count Molsen, Learbard was the highest-ranking master and second-in-command in this position.
You don’t need anyone else’s permission.
Banat nodded with the same expression. She was a fairy whose emotions could not be read just by her facial expression.
Malten couldn’t speak in the first place, and Benukt said it didn’t matter.
“Let me fight.”
The blood of giants flows within Benukt. And he didn’t try to control his desire to kill.
“Once you kill that guy, charge all at once.”
So it will be. Lear Barth opened his mouth and moved his horse. He took the reins and made his horse run at an alarm.
So, I got off at the place where the two bodies were found. After catching a glimpse of the dead Jalvan. Lear Barth dismounted from his horse and took up his weapons.
He fixed his sword belt and took a short sword with him, and behind his belt was a machete with a thick blade and a sharp edge on only one side. It was truly a magic weapon. He even fastened a kite shield with no pattern to his left arm and went out.
It is a slightly reduced size shield that is fixed to a gauntlet rather than a handle.
Nevertheless, because of its weight, it seemed like a weapon that would not be used unless one was extremely confident in its strength.
Every time Learbart moved, there was a clanking sound. It was a sound made by wearing plate armor over Gambison.
So I prepared my arms and stepped forward.
Until then, the other person just stared at him blankly.
Learbart asked, thinking he didn’t like the look of those eyes.
“name is?”
“It’s Encred.”
“It’s Learbart.”
This is my first time hearing this name as Encred. The Count’s five weapons were famous within the territory, but they were not active outside the territory.
The name was unknown.
It was safe to say that Encred was several times more famous than them.
“I think I won.”
After this thought process, Encred opened his mouth.
“… … “You haven’t even started?”
“I said this because I felt like my name was more widely known.”
What is this guy?
Of course, it wasn’t because Encred was a really crazy person.
It is a simple provocation that breaks down the opponent’s psychology. I did it because I felt it was necessary.
The way you walk, the way you prepare your weapons, even the way you come out and talk. Isn’t this an action that makes him look like a talented person that cannot be ignored?
“They say it’s a madman company.”
“Are you jealous?”
Learbart was speechless for a moment.
Are you jealous?
To be honest, is there anyone who wouldn’t like to build a reputation and become widely known in the first place?
Even if it doesn’t burn with a sense of resonance.
And Learbart was a greedy person. He was also experienced.
He realized that he had been played by his opponent’s wit.
“You’re a bastard to chew on.”
“I’m sick of it.”
Are you saying that it’s hard to chew because it’s tough?
Learbart himself was a good speaker, so he quickly understood the other person’s intentions. That made me even more angry.
“Yes, I will kill you.”
Learbart approached and swung his sword in a diagonal slash. In En Creed’s eyes, his opponent’s sword was not that fast or subtle, so he saw a gap. It moved because it was visible. En Creed gave power to his first blow.
In an instant, Will ignited a spark.
The awl turned into a beam of light and aimed at the forearm of the opponent holding the sword.
Instead of swinging his sword, Learbart pulled out his left arm, which was equipped with a kite shield, to block.
earth!
The spark was blocked. The shield was not pierced. This happened because the material was not ordinary and the talent of the person who used it was unusual. It is a cider that recovers sparks that have been pierced.
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Learbart’s sword flew out. It was a simple stab. It is neither an instantaneous acceleration nor a sword that cuts off one’s veins.
Instead, it was calm and accurate. En Creed avoided it by bending his body as if he was lying backwards, as he was likely to graze the nape of his neck.
Afterwards, I expected the sword to fall down, so I prepared with silver in hand, but the opponent pulled back the sword he had stabbed and adjusted his posture. I took a stance again, covering my front with my shield.
Even if they had rushed in, the opponent would have had the advantage, right?
Of course, I thought of various moves to prepare for that, but you don’t attack me after seeing this?
Encred stood up from his dodgy posture, almost lying down, and looked at the opponent’s helmet.
Learbart’s eyes were visible through the visor of his helmet.
‘deception?’
Are you taking your time?
no. The other person was sincere.
Even if you take 10 people who were featured in the article, the paths they all took are different.
That is why the path of a knight is difficult and arduous.
You cannot achieve the same results by following the path of someone who did good deeds.
It was the same for the assistant driver.
Everyone had a different path.
Among them, Learbart’s path was firmer and stronger than the others.
He wore thick plate mail and carried a shield.
It stabbed and cut, but did not attempt an attack unless it was the perfect opportunity.
There is no adventure.
He was a great man who would turn around rather than cross a stone bridge built on steel pillars.
I perfected my swordsmanship by using my tongue as a weapon on that solid rock.
Encred became speechless after the first provocation.
The opponent’s defense was solid.
It was not pierced by sparks or cut by silver, and the whistle dagger thrown when it saw an opening was blocked by the helmet.
Not only was he strong by wearing armor, but he also skillfully used his own body armor.
That was great.
Learbart continued to speak.
“You said your dream is to become a knight?”
Encred retrieved the spark and held the silver with both hands.
It is a crushing sword. Press down and subdue with pressure. Learbart raised his shield and caught the sword that was struck.
earth-
The noise of a collision could not be considered the sound of a blow with some force.
Silver’s blade hit Learbart’s shield. Encred used a sword that pressed down with force the moment it struck. The opponent changed the angle of his shield. The sword flowed sideways along the angle made by the shield.
So he blocks it and retreats. It endures without being crushed by the crushing sword. His posture and skills were as strong as armor.
“So, are you satisfied with the path you’ve taken so far?”
Learbart’s words were heard in the middle, but Encred only moved for the next attack.
It is a sword that captures if it cannot be crushed. It was the beginning of a fight. The problem was that no matter how unique a move was used, the opponent would overcome it with armor and shield.
A soft light emanated from both the shield and the armor, but of course they were not ordinary items.
It was a magic weapon enchanted with a spell.
‘If it’s cut, will it split?’
If you can’t win in a battle of numbers, you should focus your strength on one strike again. What if you have the will to cut and slash anything?
imitate Even if it cannot contain will, it will be possible to strike it down with the heart of monster power.
Encred thought and acted at the same time.
It is a slash based on Ragna’s technique.
It even adds a heavy sword-style rotating slash. Apply strength to your feet pressing down on the ground, and twist your waist to transfer strength to your sword.
As I was trying to swing with all my might, Learbart lunged forward with a quick movement even though he was wearing armor and attempted to headbutt the body.
If I were to cut it all the way like this, at best I would have hit my forearm with the ricasso part.
Encred had to step back. His posture was disturbed for a moment, but Lear Barth did not attack. He grabbed his shield and took his stance.
He lowered his knees, placed his center of gravity below, and looked at his opponent with his eyes, ready to stab and slash with his sword at any time.
It was a troublesome enemy.
“What if the path you chose is wrong?”
Learbart said:
Encred thought as he looked at him.
Even though his natural skills are not as good as his own, he focuses on defense. What does the current situation say?
It seemed like he knew the opponent’s tactics.
“The road to becoming a knight is difficult. It is a thorny road itself. It’s like jumping off a cliff with a bush in your arms. Nevertheless, it is a utopia that cannot be reached if one makes a mistake. “The path to jumping off a cliff while holding a bush has to be right every time.”
Learbart’s breathing was steady even as he cleared his throat.
We fight with a long-term war in mind.
Destroys the opponent’s attack with armor and shield. In the meantime, he tells me to talk. Doesn’t show any signs of disturbed breathing.
It is a tactic with a sense of stability that does not live up to the nickname of a weapon.
Still, it was threatening.
Learbart’s shield and armor looked like an unbreakable wall of steel.
That may have been the intention.
Above all, you shake the other person’s psychology by continuing to talk to them. This means finding the opponent’s weak points and squeezing, stabbing, and even cutting them. With words and with swords.
“Every time you go down the wrong path, your talent is lost and you lose the strength to move forward. So talent alone cannot make one a knight. So, how far do you think you can go with that great talent and luck?”
In particular, there was a lot of talk.
It is the basis for quickly understanding and responding to provocations in the first place. He was also a person who used his tongue as a weapon.
“article? It is a hope that is fading away. It’s a grape drawn in a picture. It is a star that can be seen but cannot be touched. Can you have a star in the sky just because you wish for it? You have stepped into a vain dream. “Fairy tales don’t happen in reality.”
Use words as spears and swords.
Instead of answering, Encred repeated his previous attack once again.
Sting with sparks. The shield cannot be penetrated because the opponent reacts to the instantaneous acceleration.
It also blocks the crushing sword. He was a person who could survive even if a rock fell on him.
The same goes for the captivating sword. The opponent did not waver. Instead of responding to a fight, he hangs up in the middle. He raised his shield and forcibly blocked the path of the sword. Then he wiped his mouth.
“If you walk barefoot on a thorny path and it festers, bursts, and rots, you will lose your feet. Shouldn’t it be okay if I don’t go that route? “Why are you doing this?”
Learbarth was persistent. He continued talking even though there was no answer. Encred responded to that persistence.
“It’s so noisy.”
In fact, I was able to answer because I was not swayed by what the other person said.
“Noisy? Look at yourself. “If these words sound painful, it means that deep inside you, you have already acknowledged it.”
“I’m going to slap you on the cheek of a very wise man.”
Encred took two steps back and adjusted his posture.
Put your left foot forward and your right foot back. Go to the basics of basics. Raise the tip of your sword upward as if it would pierce the sky.
“What if the path you chose was wrong? Haven’t I said it again? “But what if your talent is lost and you lose your way?”
Pretending to be worried was excellent.
“You can do it again.”
Learbart blinked.
Didn’t I say this all along that it couldn’t be done?
Similar words were exchanged several more times.
It’s a thorny path, your talent will be lost, and it’s already wrong to dream of becoming a knight.
“You can do it again.”
It is commonly said that the fight between offense and defense is called the fight between spear and shield.
Until now, their swords had been like that, and now their tongues were like that.
The position has simply changed.
In the sword, the attack was Encred, and the defense was Learbart.
On the horse, Learbart attacked, and Encrid blocked. Encred steadily and calmly gave similar answers repeatedly.
“You can do it again.”
“Why not do it again?”
“Getting lost is everyday life.”
“There is no need for shortcuts.”
“Just do it again.”
There is something stronger here than Learbart’s armor and shield.
The will to refuse is an expression of will that arises spontaneously.
Naturally, Encred’s ‘again’ did not refer to today’s repetition.
Even if that’s not the case, I’ll move on.
Even when I didn’t have that, I lived today, tomorrow, and every day like that.
When I swung the sword until my palm exploded, I was sure that this was the right path.
There was no such certainty.
I just repeat it every day and keep walking.
There was a dream that reached dawn and left a trace.
If there had been three more days, I would have surpassed the level of semi-knights who cut off their Macs.
This day, repeated throughout the passage through Asia, was also a door to a new world.
There was a month after that.
Encred swung his sword in a stabbing position toward the ceiling.
Captivate and oppress.
Mix the sword that captivates with the sword that crushes. It is a trick performed with the sword held in the right hand.
Yugeomsik is difficult to use. The opponent did not attack, but put everything in his power to hold on and block.
So I knock. With everything I have.
Since the left hand is used to being fast, the left arm alone can hit with instantaneous acceleration.
It was a feat of separating thoughts and performing them simultaneously.
Put a load on the muscles of your right arm and hit it down.
Kang!
Even before the lingering sound of the metal sound disappears, a spark ignites.
earth!
The spark that hit the shoulder armor did not achieve its purpose. Silver blocked by the shield also could not be broken or split.
Okay.
Because we can do it again.
Encred repeated. Using long-term tactics means being confident in your physical strength.
It was the same for me too.
Stop breathing. After inviting the other person into the world of apnea, I repeated.
Hit, stab, hit, stab, hit, stab.
Learbart kept blocking and holding on, blocking and holding on.
Before they knew it, their sword fighting had become a battle of perseverance.
Of course, I stopped talking.
In the middle of the battlefield, bang! earth! The only sound was the sound of metal.
The horns and drums stopped, and the sound of metal represented all the sounds of the battlefield.
fantasy,
