Half-elves Fall in Love Chapter 545

Published at 29th of June 2022 07:08:21 AM

A few days ago.

"... my, armor...?

"That's right. Now I don't have Ate where I can get clumped iron. All the more so if he is of good quality.... asks everyone in the craftsman village to provide railway equipment one by one, but they won't have that many at their best because they walk"

"Wait, what are you going to do with the armor... iron?

"It's settled. Prepare to fight the liners."

"... fight the liner?

Naia was decent.

"Knock down the liner...... do you mean? But..."

"Naia might be able to win, but the moment Naia tries to fight, his dragon cracks and goes in. No matter how much Naia hands-on she is, she can't beat Dragon and Liner at the same time... but unless I do. Right?"

"I can't."

"... you make it clear"

"I'm dying for nothing. You're the one who can help us all. If you die, no one can help me or Mr. Maia. It's all I have to do."

"Well, as for Naia... do I have to push that line"

I'm laughing.

"But if I let the liner blow a bubble, it would change the story. The dragons do not dispute the settlement between riders. Even if you can't kill the liner, if you push it off, you can make the demand go away."

"So I can't do that.... you know what you're talking about? The liner is... just so we're clear, Deane, it's the same as a hundred or more fighters, right?

"Then I can handle it"

"... Yes?

"If that's all there is to it. It's the other way around when you're poorly wooden."

And now.

"Andy Smythson. You know what it means to come at me. As a Dragon Rider."

"Don't check again and again. Are you scared, me?"

…………

The liner tries to identify me with a surprising gaze.

"The armor, huh?... you mean that much confidence? But no matter how much tricks you planted, while Naia Grance was there to see if you could cross with a real brave man with one piece of armor... you didn't know?

"I don't know. Naia said she was strong about you, but I don't know how much you are. Outreach, are you a miscellaneous fish wearing the power of a dragon?

"... Kukukuk. Hahahahahahahahaha!!"

Reiner laughed when he heard my provocation.

"You mean because you are?... that's enough chatter? I checked it so carefully. I can't believe the dragons are trying to push me."

That's right.

The liner was cautious because it was strong.

Stronger threatens with more power, which is against the ethics of the Dragon Rider. When it comes to strength with your heart, you only need to be in the shape of a discussion.

The liner is already pressuring us with its very existence, like narrowing our options, but we couldn't have gotten our hands on it first.

That's why you gave me a choice.

Even if it was an impossible option to choose from, it was a negotiation.

And even if I showed the will to go out on such forceful means, I continued the conversation only with caution.

That's it, too. Enough already, it stands in the name of me destroying the dialogue, wanting a settlement by force, and intercepting it as self-defense...

"Well, make sure, Andy Smythson. Let's do it a little bit."

"Well... don't hesitate, let's go"

Under the cape.

Armor my body is armor dedicated to this battle, rebounded based on the full body armor I made on Naia.

Almost everyone in the craftsman village helped me create it with just six days of piercing.

There is no learning for them, but there was still something definite about their technical skills. He painstakingly assembled my ideas using a rocky furnace with a handful of tools and materials that were never lubricated.

Take a step in.

The motion is so heavy that it is frightening. Whereas the slightest movement of the liner makes you feel as powerful and quick as a wolf...... one step over here is like a turtle or a rock doll.

From before the battle began, I somehow could see Naia, Tetes and Maia watching tense to too much historical differences in physical performance.

Take another step to the liner, another step, and take your feet forward.

Running, making a noise of gushing.

The move is too inappropriate, even if you kick the ground and float yourself. I know very well myself.

He is laughing at Corti and others who refrain behind the liner.

But the liner doesn't show alarm in his sharp gaze.

Of course. I don't know what's coming out. It's too easy if it seems to take a lick from the start.

I pull out my sword while I run. It was taken down by one of the brave men. Several other swords were used for armor ingredients.

Shake that sword and leap to the liner...... stick your cut in.

"Even children come with a slightly better attacker."

The liner moved at that moment.

Where my sword approached ten centimeters in front of me, I step to my side without difficulty.

I can see that.

... All right.

This sensation is also used-!!

"Huh!

The liner pulls out its own sword.

Cut my arm out of the room and aim at my neck with a knife to give back.

But.

Where his arm flew, the liner opened its eyes to discomfort.

Because on the arm the liner cut off...... there's nothing in it.

"What...!?

(Eat!!

There, I pointed my shoulder straight at the liner.

Cavity arms. The shoulder is filled with a "sealed stone of breath" made by Maia.

An engraved imprint similar to the "brace caliber" on the inside of the arm, the frozen air is adjusted to be concentrated and injected. The detonation is a shock by the Liner's sword.

"None......!?

The liner is emptied by one of those shots and becomes almost as fit to take a blizzard brace from in front of him.

Whether it's small or short range compared to what's released from the dragon's own throat, it should still be intense for humans to eat.

but.

"..., what...!

The liner had immediately lowered and kept the damage superficial by keeping contact to a minimum.

"Your right arm from the beginning..."

"Too bad. I would have killed a brave man with one arm."

I take the remains of my frozen iron right arm off my shoulder and throw it away.

The real right arm was... chopping off in preparation for this battle.

"Sanity, what the...!? Dear husband..."

"That's right. The liner absolutely comes to terms with the first blow at his leisure. To crush the means of resistance first, you would slash off your arms and then aim for your life. If my hatchet is working at all, you'd think it'd be dangerous to keep the attack free and aim straight out of your neck."

I mobilized the villagers of the craftsman village to show Tess the "Iron Arm," I say.

"So set up a trap on the first arm to be targeted. For that reason, the real right arm drops.... I need you and Naia to help me do it safely"

"Wow... I, Mr. Hilda, do teach you a lot of things... but that's a magical aspect, not at all when it comes to full-scale medicine, right?

"I know. I still have to rely on you.... amputation and just a rush phantom magic to reduce pain. Naia should also be able to use the magic of fixing the condition without blocking the wound. So do something about it."

"I mean, I guess your husband never saw how the liners fought!? It must be all speculation!? It's also weird to bet with a little bit of strain that far!?

"It's one shot if you decide. If you don't decide, you can make them be more careful."

"You can say that... Maia, say something to your husband!

"... Dear Andy, I mean it. Then I will obey."

Maia didn't have to convince me to understand how serious I was. In these places, a dragon is reliable.

Above all, as for Maia, it may work that she wants to fulfill my wish but can't help herself.

The truth is, if you can manage with your life at stake to fulfill the Lord's wishes, it is the temperament of the Dragon to do so with joy.

But I don't have the means, and my victory is the only way to exchange it.

Even if that's an unscrupulous odds...... betting on it It's because you understand how I feel that it's love and loyalty to her to decide to be ready together.

"Maia needs you to make a" Sealed Stone of Breath ". I wish I had Lila's sealed stone..."

"Even the Ice Dragon's Sealed Stone, I'm sure there's something to do"

"Let's experiment with some later. Tess, the surgery will be done the day before. Be prepared."

"... eh. Master......"

"Yeah?"

"... that I, your husband... am truly 'the' master of all... Now maybe you understand"

Tess shrugged at me with horrible eyes.

"of Deane, the god of war... of Lila the Black Dragon, of Blake Core the Holy Beast, loved by the Northern Elves, just a soldier..."

"Don't exaggerate enough to throw away one arm. Besides, if you go to Blakecore's, you can fix it. It's not such a hopeless decision."

"... that's even its will to use it as a tool and fight the brave.... To be honest, I'm scared"

"Naturally. If our enemies are so strong, we have to try to scare them as much as we feel."

With the cooperation of Tetes, who excelled in various sorceries, he was even able to move the iron hand unfettered with a pseudo-sensory connection. That's why I didn't have to be noticed until I waved my sword down.

"... it's not hard to take your neck off... but you're going to get hurt for nothing"

"Do you think it will be necessary to get hurt, Liner Excelisa"

"... kukukukukukukukukukukuku. I don't think you're joking anymore."

The liner is strong.

It wouldn't be a lie to be no better than Naia.

But the battle... if only there was a stab that would reach the target.

I wish I had an eye to identify when I should use it and an arm to move at that moment.

I believe it's on me.

I believe that if you use all of your potential, it will reach you there.

I still don't think I have the strength of a sword saint.

But I should be able to stab him.

The days I've spent before I got here, the various people I've met, tell me I can do it.

Then let me try.

I won't give up my happy ending until I can reach my side of the dependable.

"Shall we continue, liner? Let me use your next trump card."

"... you think it's going to take you to figure that out?

The liner agile distances himself from me and wields his sword.

At the next moment, the sand smoke comes to a pillar.

"Shockwave..."

"Let me slow you down."

"Knock."

I move my hand behind the shield I put on my left arm. Half the weight of the movement was due to this big shield.

A chain whip emerges from within the shield.

I borrowed it from Brian because I thought it could be used for something.

Wrap it around a nearby rock and step on it.

"Gu......!!

One arm is out of balance across the body. I can't consolidate myself like I thought.

And there's no reason for a liner to bother waiting for me to endure.

"Let me finish"

Running in to follow the shockwave, swinging his sword up against me.

I put up with my shield as I endured.

"Waste!!

I guess you were going to slash me with every shield. The liner's sword, which swung down as it was, had actually torn halfway through the shield.

but it doesn't go any further because of what was planted in the center of the shield, and the sword makes a gagging noise.

The liner opens its eyes.

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But.

Decent... there was one thing we couldn't cut off with a sword made in this day and age.

"Thank God."

"What, never mind. That's what the sword does."

Using the exterior of a nearly broken shield, twisting and folding the liner's sword, I converse with the thing that was inside the shield.

Untold flashing sword.

That was the core of the big shield, and it was taking a blow from the liner.

"Eh... flash mounted treasure vessel...!

"The only way to beat you is to mobilize."

Remove the band that fastened the exterior of the shield and remove the flashing sword inside while dropping the exterior to the ground.

It was everyone in the craftsman village who adjusted it so that it could be operated with one arm, and he cooperated with me in amazement at the idea of fighting with one arm.

"Well, I took your sword.... This one is sword-held. Is that a little advantageous?

"... where the amateur held the sword"

The liner looks uncomfortable to me and takes up the posture of a hand-to-hand fist.

I also know very well that I can't beat you where I have one sword.

But the flashing sword is a treasure vessel passed down from generation to generation to the brave men of this country. Plus, if I had a preconceived notion of "I don't know what I'd do," it would be intimidating enough.

Besides that.

"It's just a sword, you know. Liner Excelisa"

Flashing swords break their own ban.

As I was prepared, he himself had decided to be ready.

"... the sword is talking..."

"That's right. I am the sword of the brave."

"The man is not a brave man"

"No, I'm a brave man.... It's strange that people like you used to call themselves brave."

Let the seven colors of light shine brilliantly, and the flashing sword soars.

"Is that what a brave man should call someone who just fights monsters? Is that what we should call those who guard the people? Do you call it that because you do scary work?... No. It should not have been a name that gave the young man his name as yet to push him, to rightly frighten him and to make him abandon his compassionate heart"

"Deny the brave men of this country themselves, or treasure vessels"

"Being brave doesn't mean that. Beating fear doesn't just mean being painted (blinded) by blood and putting yourself in violence. It may be necessary, but it differs from courage in nature.... that people beat fear is to mark the first step. While everyone thinks it's better, it's about consolidating the path that we can't take because we're afraid of losing it. It is the heart that can do it that should have called courage, and the man who does it a brave man."

"... smart reasoning."

"Reiner Excelisa. The more you try to be a brave man, the more you call the deed a responsibility, the more I'll just look like something you can't call a brave man. Courage is a decision. Your shielding the name of the brave is nothing more than a defensive action to protect power."

"Did you show your face to twist the shape-shaped words, ancient tools"

"No way.... the true brave are here. That's just it, fake brave man. Let's say it again. I am the sword of the brave. To protect Naia Grance and Andy Smythson, it's been forever now."

The flashing sword brings light all over his body, but he cuts his sight with me.

"It's not just a sword you have in front of you. It's a lump of despair for the world and hope for tomorrow that I walked with this country as I dropped off hundreds of brave men.... mind you. I am now, for the first time since the founding of the kingdom of this valley, with the brave one of my own choosing"

Me and Flash Sword intimidate the liner that way.

Even this is a battle with the liners.

We don't actually have that much power. But there's nothing I can do about the liner being able to do something with the outrage as it is.

There aren't really many bills in hand. The flashing sword broke the ban and started talking just to provoke the liner, that's all.

And an indication.

"... shut up!!

The liner tries to kick the ground and punch the kick in from the sky.

Usually I wouldn't be able to react.

But my consciousness, which has sharpened my nerves to the extreme, follows the motion completely.

Still, your body doesn't get faster, and the range of motion is at best just the wrist, the sword. Instead of swinging it together.

Good for you.

"Flashing sword!!

"Answer!!

The light converges and the power of the flashing sword concentrates on the cutting edge.

Armor covering the left arm fixes the angle of the elbow and is made to support the impact on the arm.

Still sounds like a broken arm, and.

Still, the light hits the liner.

"but ahhh!!

Flash.

An attack that unleashes the power of a flashing sword is at least enough to kill a person.

but the scream that went up after it wasn't liner, it belonged to the woman.

"... Shario!

"Liner… Sa, ma"

Shario, who jumped from side to side and protected the liner from the attack, had his back heavily dictated.

The liner looked stunned but eventually stood up in anger and tried to turn to me.

but Naia was neglectfully stepping in with her hat held down before that.

"The settlement between the riders is broken with the intervention of the dragon. … I'll be the one to deal with this any longer"

"You......!

"Please protect Mr. Maia, Mr. Tetes and Mr. Smythson!

Naia fights her liner opponents at an awesome high speed.

In the meantime, Leila retrieves Shario and tries to lower him and Corti manages to join the liner. Maia interferes with it and presents a look at the turmoil.

"Master, step back now! I'll take care of it!

"I'm fine, protect Naia!

"It's not good. Ooh!

There, we see a bunch of people heading this way from the downstream.

Brave men. Did you let him lie down just in case? Per Corti must have sent a signal.

"You're so good at breaking up... that's not funny"

"But now we can't even take the endorsement of the entire Dragon Palace... and then if we can cut through here, we have a chance"

"Not if you can say so! That cut through..."

It's almost at the same time that Tess says as she supports me with a semi-crying face, and the sky darkens furiously.

There are many shadows coming down around us looking up.

"Hmm. Are we first?"

"Looks like it was close. Sometimes we wait so long."

"It's a little plain for a feast."

Fine armor, bright cloak.

The confident middle-aged knights watch the battles of the Naia and the arrival of the Brave Corps as they slowly rise.

And a knight in deep red armor stepped down one foot late, calling me nostalgic.

"Not now, though. Eight years ago, I missed teaching you."

…………

The Bearded Knight did not turn his gaze to me, but continued to look at the Brave Corps, who began to slow down confused as they turned toward me, and the liners and dragons who were surprised to see how this one was going.

"It's something you should know on the battlefield, though. In the end, you will not know because the war is over before you fight.... Continue. I did more than one enemy, and I cried or leaked, but I didn't give up living, and I kept sticking to it."

The knights jump out of the sky one after the other, even while he talks about it.

And where a large man at the moment stepped down to the center as if he were the lead actor, the Bearded Sword Saint...... The Hundred Grants told him to sing with his sword protruding from sheath to sheath to earth.

"When you've done everything you can to endure, you'll always show up there. That's what we and all our compatriots promised."

With each sword and spear protruding into the earth, a dozen knights unite their voices.

"As long as you are compatriot, we will fulfill it"

"No matter how far away it is. Be sure to rush."

Finally, in a deeper and more powerful voice than anyone else, Arthur Bonaparte of the Sovereign Sword shouts out loudly.

"My friend, I'm here to help! Our King's Order Sword Saint Brigade!

(cont 'd)

Chapter end