The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

The identity of the magic vegetarian was dozens of men in studded leather armor.

With a thin grin on each of them, they gather to surround the church with a long sword, a long-standing weapon in their hands.

What the hell.

I don't think he's a soldier here because of his attitude.

And a middle-aged man with a beard in front of them notices us.

He opened his mouth with a flickering display of the sword blade of the stripper.

"- Whoa, I was there. It's those long ears. Definitely. Some strange men, but who?

"Damn, you were out there. I don't care how much you look inside the church."

Looks like there were more than one of them in the church.

A lot of men come out of the entrance.

"You guys, don't scratch me"

A man in a beret in the middle was giving instructions to the people who were snuggling.

"Blonde there, ear oldest. You said your name was Rubia, right?

Apparently the man in the beret knows Rubia.

The blue beret was decorated with a loess cross crest showing the army and the country.

Has deep face sculpture and sunburned skin in large eyes.

His nose is huge and his ears are like those of Fukuear, which is common in Buddha statues.

A beard like the one painted with black ink was connected to the rubbing.

And only this Beret man is wearing a definite Rubercica-style costume armor.

The white collar and black collar wrapped around the neck go together, and the torso is slightly cool with lightweight armor that is aware of the cross crest that goes hand in hand with black and yellow.

The left chest had a cross-shaped patch with a prominent yellow color.

From the atmosphere, soldier?

Wearing a hat and armor are different from the others. Is he the leader?

"What, how did you get my name? Who are you?

"That's because you've been designated. We are hired by the Slave Chamber. In the meantime, can you come over here?

I don't like it.

Rubia looked at me in the face like a freshman deer, as she asked for help.

Don't let a girl make you look like that, I'll help you.

- Lorro.

When you align your gaze with the black cat, the black cat (lolo) jumps silently from shoulder to shoulder.

When swollen, he is hired to run behind the men, turning them into black leopards.

I opened my jacket and stretched my arms to the left and right as I exposed my purple armor.

On your right hand, appear the Demon Spear Wand Bardok.

The soldiers of the Slave Chamber of Commerce suddenly turn up surprised by the appearance of a weapon on their right hand.

Observe your surroundings with Magic Eye.

Only the old man in the beret, his cheeks just moved slightly picky.

Others, only this captain, had accumulated magic in his legs and hands.

Apparently I can use my demon fighting skills.

I took a step forward to protect Rubia.

"... he says he doesn't like this kid. We can't miss the kidnapping scene."

"What? Are you willing to turn your teeth on this number of people?

I make a face that doesn't eat and answer that word.

"Ah."

"You know what? You're right, we're sandhawks from [Chasing Him] who got cleared for official national slavery, right?

Don't just say it's evidence, show parchment with a seal on it.

Chasing slaves, sand eagles? Naturally, but I've never heard of it.

Are you even getting your hands on the desert country?

I'm half laughing in the face,

"... what's wrong with that?

And, in a tone that lowers the voice, I look at the man in the beret.

"Ho, such an idiot... were you still in this country? In order to shelter the elves abandoned by the [Holy Church] in this country, you will also be considered a member of the heretic. We will be arguing not only with [the religious state Heslifart] and [the sacred church] of the country, but also with [the Billimaneg Slave Chamber]... is that good?

The Beret man explained to me at length if he wanted to intimidate Rubia and me.

In this country or region, so much so, that it seems to be an established system.

"... I don't mind. I don't care about slavery, no, it doesn't matter. Instead, I want slaves, beautiful slaves and I want to flirt.... but I got to know this kid. I can't abandon you now."

"Dear Shuya..."

From my back, I heard Rubia in a fine voice.

Hey, do you want to hustle?

My Justine hurts.

"What, are you talking about the blue smell? Captain, let's just kill such a busy young man."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Captain, this guy's not tied up, he can execute you, right?

The bloody chasing crew around.

To each of them, he said that with a thin laugh.

Motivated.

For once, warn them.

"... I'll“ once ”advise you guys. If you get your hands on me, I'll kill you all, regardless of your affiliation. If you want to escape, now is the time."

Yes, even with the words of warning, I hold the Demon Spear Wand with the Red Axe Blade on my right shoulder, stretching my left hand forward and moving my fingertips "Choi Choi” all the way.

I made an inviting motion.

"Is he a shitty fool? Pep -"

Whoa, here comes my light provocation.

With an angry look on his face, he approached me with dirty words and spit.

"Fuck you."

One more reaction.

He shook up his long sword and came running.

- These guys are not self-restrained.

Without even listening to the captain's words, there are big names like arbitrariness, “chase him” and “sand eagle," but they're just namesakes at best.

- Get the feel of Bardok the Demon Spear Wand, this is a good opportunity.

Change the handshake and put the red axe blade to sleep on the side.

Identifying the moment when the men would make it in time - the demon spear wand was swept forward unconstitutionally.

The red streamline winds and runs.

The Red Axe Blade collides with the enemy.

Juicy short evaporation sounds late.

The two men who had penetrated it split their torso and lower body in an instant, becoming an unspeakable mass of meat and marching into the universe with each gut.

The smell of meat burning is slightly full.

Zaga said the “Red Axe Blade” would produce a fire attribute, but he was right.

When you look at the cross section with the meat chunks slashed in two, there is a burnt area.

"- So what..."

"Hi-ha, not long ago, both of you..."

"You're not just a spear man. The movement's hammering. Hey, hey, hey, hey!

"... ha, I didn't see Halvard move"

"Oh, no, no..."

"Captain Zembi, this guy sucks..."

Such miscellaneous words as... Never mind, check the feel of the Demon Spear Wand.

Check the balance by slightly shifting the grip position of the gripping hand or twisting the metal rod. Now like weighing the weight - change the Demon Spear Wand from right hand to left hand and also rotate the Demon Spear Wand back from left hand to right hand.

At the end of the day, with an outstretched right arm internal nostalgia - disappointed, he held the Demon Spear Wand in his arms to pinch the purple metal rod and stopped Halvard from moving.

I don't have anything. Stretch your left hand forward and stand.

"It's a cut in the middle. Feels good."

Nature and a smile come to mind.

... but you're not coming towards me.

Can't the men in front of them see reality in the sudden tragedy, in the presence, in the slaughter?

Even if I stopped and set up the Demon Spear Wand, they just creeped up.

These guys, why are you still standing there?

Are you an asshole......

"Lorro."

The Black Leopard Black Cat (Rolodine) who heard my words moves instantly.

From behind the glittering men, sneaking in without making a sound like an assassin, he is stretching his tentacles and penetrating the soldier's skull with a clawbone sword.

I was finishing lightly.

Black Leopard Black Cat (Rolodine) moves toward his next target while keeping his posture low.

When his feet set their sights on the defenseless man, he was scratching the flesh of his swollen tibia (calves) with his supple running claws.

"Hey, hey, hey."

In addition, the tentacles are entangled in the wounded man's foot to cause him to fall.

He kept momentum and jumped into the man's neck, "Garru," chewing his throat off as he spoke out the beast.

At that rate, the Black Leopard Black Cat (Rolodine) moves around scratching the enemy group to confuse it.

"Fuck, surround!

A man in a counterattack stretches the tip of a long spear to a black leopard black cat (Rolodine), but twists and cleverly sneaks the spear shot into the pocket of the man who stuck the spear out. And leap with the fangs growing from your mouth glittering.

He also jumped to his neck and scratched his throat off.

"Boogie."

The man drops the spear to the ground, holds his neck and collapses.

Let's do it - I mixed up with that brawl, too.

Let the man who was nearest eat the red axe blade from the diagonal to the abdomen - rotate the roulette from there, himself, one turn to the left side.

He forcefully pulled in the Demon Spear Wand and ran forward without a time lag as the Red Axe Blade ripped through his sinking abdomen.

There, a man on the right shows him a slashing white blade aimed at his neck and hits him.

I react by rotating the Demon Spear Wand in my right hand. Easily bounce back the white blade down from the diagonal at the site of the raised red axe blade.

The man leaned back on each sword, exposing his chest wide.

In return, give the empty chest a red spear.

The man with his chest poked had a hole in his chest and made a juicy meat scorching noise, instantly, the dirty apparent leather armor he was wearing burns out.

"- Higgie."

The burning man screams and circles. I wield my arms to ask the men with the weapons around me for help...

Without anyone being able to help, when the flames grew louder, the man who was screaming was constantly falling to the ground.

Didn't burn earlier, but there seems to be a time when it burns and a time when it doesn't.

The men around them stop moving for a moment in strange behavior that suddenly burns.

There are gaps. Men who missed attention.

I aim at one of the people in front of me, and I lean forward. He looked the man in the head into a baseball ball and struck him with a demon spear wand and batted him. At the moment of capturing the side head with the heart of a pale dragon demon stone, the battered side head was heavily dented, crushed, shaken, and scattered with brainplasm, with a portion of the head blown off to the side, off-site home run.

Dark blood mixed with cerebral plasma pervades the universe, and blood sprays momentously from the torso that has become only the neck.

Blood slapped me on the cheek. So then swallow the blood (it).

- Ugh. I tasted the warm life blood.

The pale dragon demon stone, treated like a beating, is also stained with bright red blood.

This, hard dragon demon stone.

Unlike the beautiful looks, as Zaga was talking about, it's vicious.

When I made a smile with my bloodstained face, I had that feeling.

The other men who were watching me batting show their frightened faces.

Are you all frightened by the too sharp swing?

"Uh-oh, bah, bah -"

"Hi-hi, no, no."

[Chasing him] The men turned their backs and fled with an odd shout in their mouths.

I'm in a bloody wet face, chasing a runaway man.

- I waved the demon spear wand to drop the blood paste attached to the pale dragon demon stone.

Dragon Demon Stone at the back of the demon spear captures the back leg of the escaping man - get a loose, heavy-looking feel, the escaped man's leg makes a blunt noise, bends over, and falls.

Stop it.

Shoot down the demon spear wand that was rotating the fallen man into his skull.

Naturally, it's the stone blast site of the Dragon Demon Stone.

Shattered the head of the man who fell.

"-Damn it, don't run away. It just makes it easier to die."

"Yes, sir"

"Don't be frightened! Only spears and one beast!

Captain Zembi seems to be a commander, turning his voice wild and skipping directions to his people.

He managed to stop the men on the run.

But that doesn't matter.

Now on the opponent with the spear, aim.

“Same" spear. Then with a spear, let's kill each other...

I shouted with an evil smile, not a sprinkle.

A frightened eyed man pokes his spear out.

- What the hell is this, wet, dull, slow, too late! Training Woodman Pile's are fast!!

Remembering the training of "Chasing Prisons” in such a goldieva, I snap a spear blade approaching me with the smallest spinning motion of "Half-tip spin”.

As I spinned into the spear man's nose, I smashed the red axe blade of the spear into his shoulder so that he could eat the cross counter.

The red axe blade sinks down to the middle of the chest of the same spear.

"Higiba"

The man who ate the axe blade made a strange noise that wouldn't scream.

Blackened blood erupts from his chest.

The blood touching the red ax blade evaporated and the smell of iron blood was full.

Like this - pulling out a red axe blade that sank into my chest as I kicked an impudent man's chest as a spear user.

And I rotated the Demon Spear Wand laterally to restrain this smaller battlefield.

- That's where the throwing knife flies.

- Just fine.

Rotate quickly enough to look like a purple trajectory - treat the Demon Spear Wand like a fan feather.

The flying throwing knife sounded metal and played it all.

After he plays all the knives, this time he throws a long sword in his hand held by a soldier with a medium pattern who is not the opponent who has thrown the knife.

Drop your precious handheld weapon?

Naturally, play that long sword.

The person who threw the knife, now ignore it.

To the defenseless man who threw down his long sword, he turns to a glance and then kicks the ground hard with a step by demon fighting legs.

Approaching with explosive acceleration - instantly securing spear clearance.

He propagated the force from his ankle to his arm, shooting it out toward the top of the defenseless man's torso.

A spiral of red and purple becomes the wind.

- It's the first skill by Bardok the Demon Spear Wand.

The spike was creating a red circular line wound around a man's leather armor that was easily pierced through.

"Higgu."

The man turns his face upside down revealing a painful (creeping) look beyond pain, putting both knees on the ground and cramping his entire body.

I spread my arms left and right and stopped moving.

For a moment in its sight, it reminds me of the famous scene of the film Platone.

But due to the next sight, that remembered footage quickly disappeared from the back of his brain.

The red circle line in the chest of the immobile Vietnam war man thickens as the leather armor rolls in a circle and blood erupts from inside, burning out the wound that spreads in a circle.

The burning part burned like a red lotus, shaping a rotten three days moon.

Adds a twist.

They make such a circular scar when the tip of the axe blade and the spear blade match.

I hear a dozzy fall there.

I pointed my gaze in the direction of the sound.

Looks like Lolo just pinned down the guy who threw a ton of knives at me.

The man who was throwing groans on the ground. He was desperately holding on with both hands to the blood overflowing from his neck pierced by a tentacle bone sword.

Now, only the captain of the beret is left.

"Hi-"

Rubia got scared.

I can't help this.

"Become..."

A captain-class man called Zembi is also frightened, and she is still supposedly a girl.

If you see such a tragic scene, you can't be like that.

"Now, let me ask you something about the Slave Chamber or why you want to kidnap Rubia, with the Zembi captain? I'm going to decide what to do with you depending on what you say."

The Zembi captain seemed unwilling to fight, dropping the long sword in his hand to the ground and talking about it all with a hard face.

You think [Sandhawk] is the name of a specialized unit that catches the slaves of the [Billymaneg Slave Chamber]?

It seems that the Billimaneg Slave Chamber is one of the few divisions of the Billimaneg Great Chamber of Commerce officially authorised in the [religious state Heslifart] and one of the big chambers in the private sector where the authorisation for the “Pursuit Slave Hunt” is officially down from the country, said [chaser].

Do you think pursuit of slavery is a special permit for those who seek, capture, and kill elves and demonic blood with a State-recognized civilian "slave hunting license"?

They not only [Heslifart, a religious state], but they also enslave the elves by capturing what draws the blood of the elves in each oasis city across the border to the [Bishop of Armev] in the southern Great Desert.

However, since permits do not work in [Armev Patriarchate], do you think that there are not many tables or actions?

I was good at talking.

Ask about Rubia.

"Where did you find out about Rubia's existence?

"It's from the priest. That, too, is the city [Beltzam] here. He called himself Priest Donnep."

Rubia, listening to Zembi, had such insane faces as "incredible”.

"It's a lie, Master Donnep, there's no way a priest would say that"

Seeing Rubia's face, Zembi deliberately distorts his face.

"No, I think it's in person? The man named Donep had blonde blue eyes and was wearing a green coat that only the priest of the Holy Church was allowed to dress in."

"Oh, no..."

Zembi's words drove Rubia further.

"Priest Donnep said he had long contacted the“ Central Sacred Church of the Pontifical Agency ”and told him that he had obtained permission from one of the Cardinals for the disposition. You were spilling your stupidity that whoever pulls the blood of a protected elf needs to report it once and for all."

"The priest..."

Rubia is going to cry now.

"The priest asked me directly. While we were at Mount Fortna, I was at Beltzam Church, taking Rubia with long, blonde ears. I remember it very well because you went out of your way to get me some money."

"Ugh..."

You're so shocked, she cried out.

"Did you even do something to resent the priest? Not that I know..."

"... I don't know. I've been helping Priest Donep for over eight years and..."

More than eight years or something in between?

How old is Rubia...

"For those reasons, it's wacky that we're here chasing him. - Now I've told you everything I know."

"Right. Okay."

Well, let's get back to experimentation.

I set up a demon spear wand Bardok.

Instead of the front end, where the red axe blade was located, he stretched the outpouring of the dragon demon stone like a pale giant crystal, the cane portion at the rear end, ahead.

Test the magic of this pale dragon demon stone.

"Ma'am, wait... won't you help me?

No questions asked.... should I pay attention to Rubia before then?

"Stay away, Rubia. Don't look if you don't want to."

"Yes, sir"

She distance herself from the spot as she wiped her tears with dirty cuffs.

"- Damn it, I told you everything. Wait, you kill me, you're just gonna chase him from next to next, right?

Ignore it and pour magic into the Demon Spear Wand in your right hand.

As first advised - there is no mercy.

At that moment - the pale giant crystal, the cane part of the demon spear wand, glowed pale and the ice pillar was well ejected.

Zembi can't react at all.

Or I was scared, too.

The ice-column stretches to stretch and breaks through the zembi's brow and forehead.

He kept pulling his head off and sewing Zembi's head onto the church wall that was behind him.

Moreover, the ice-column pierced in the head also penetrates the walls of the church.

Blood erupts from Zembi's neckless torso.

He fell without power.

"Wow, the ice stick is cool."

All of a sudden you're overstretched, too much magic?

Shift the Demon Spear Wand sideways, which remains connected to the ice stick.

The ice stick disappeared as the water evaporated when it lost its connection to the Demon Spear Wand.

Slightly cold air drifts like leftover incense.

Several experiments.

This ice stick seems to be adjustable by magic.

I put too much in there earlier.

"Hi-huh."

Rubia had a frightened voice and had butt cakes on the ground.

There's still something I'd like to try with this Demon Spear Wand, but I erased the Demon Spear Wand and woke her up close to the frightened one.

"... you okay? You scared me."

"... excuse me"

My hands are shaking, and my eyes that look at me are totally monstrous.

I can't help it. If you watch such a brutal show, you'll know I'm abusive.

But I don't care about that now.

"What will Rubia do now? It's only a matter of time before the rest of us in this town know what's going on."

"Wow, I..."

I shut up.

I wonder if being betrayed by fear and priests confuses me and keeps my thoughts together.

This girl is already being chased here.

I want to help you......

I think it's possible to let them escape at the gate.

But I've never moved anyone else at the gate.

I don't know if I'll succeed, but I'll just try.

"Rubia. Do you want to leave if you can“ get away ”from here?

"Get away from here... away?

"That's right. But it could fail."

"Away...... fail?

"That's right. I'll use my magic."

"... Yes. Please. Even if I stay here, I'm sure I'll be enslaved, so I want to leave soon."

... my frightened eyes have disappeared already and I'm looking at me firmly.

Then do what you do and withdraw.