222 < Chapter 40. You can't afford it (2) >

I didn't ask Kirrie or Plants.

Stand in front of the opposing Pokémon, greet them, draw their swords, check if they're ready, aim their swords, and pass on a few to show them what the weaker side has prepared first.

Callian never did.

"Fight, struggle, education. I don't like it."

But I spoke to Demirea.

I didn't care about anything else, but I stood there for a moment and confronted Demirea to ask her what she wanted to do with the sword.

Demirea was weak, a noble disciple of the Duke, or as a woman, and did not give her time to ask questions or prepare.

If he would have been so considerate, he would have also asked Kiriana Plants. Of course, if it had been a woman, this place wouldn't have been successful in the first place. It wasn't just Demirea who wanted to learn something from someone who cared about it.

"On three."

- Gentlemen!

Immediately, Demirea draws her sword.

The silver blade creates a heavy wind that resembles the eyes of my master.

'That's why I like Demirea.'

Seeing Demirea's favorite answers and actions, I drew a long line of red lips that reminded me of a habit.

- Ta-ah!

Contrary to the relaxed smile on his face, Kalian's feet quickly hit the ground, without yet creating a sword.

With him, Demirea's sword cuts through the place where Kalian had just stood.

- Whoo-hoo!

Demirea's head buzzes with air. Demirea quickly twists her waist and dodges as if she didn't have anything to look over her head.

Shhh! With a sharp shout, this time, the dark red shadow hits the air where Demirea stood and vanishes.

Changed.

Apparently Calian's Black Invisible.

In the meantime, the color of the error has changed.

I was very curious about Demirea's face. Hoseong soon turned to intense determination and set a heavy day in the heavy eyes.

- Ka-ang!

The silver sword follows the dark red vision. Khalian swiftly twists in mid-air to block the attack as he leaps over Demirea's head and draws his thrown sword downward.

Calian's feet clash with two blades, terrified of stepping on the ground.

Kaga!

The two opposing swords sound sharp, but they do not listen. Demirea's blue and grey eyes, pushing Calian's sword, look you in the eye.

The attack is blocked.

If Kyriana Plants was watching the two workshops now, she would have bitten her sword and stepped back or rushed back.

But Demirea did not. Demirea, who hasn't given up her already blocked sword, pushes her sword against the dark red blade with all her might.

Strength Fight!

I asked him if he would fight, and the question was whether he would do it first.

- Karaoke!

Instantly, the tendons snap, one pushing down, and the other pouring out the weight from each other's swords to keep the other from being pushed.

At that moment, Kalian loosens his grip on the sword and gives it back.

- Ka-ang!

As if weightless, a single sword swoops back and pulls Demirea's sword up, using more power.

- Kang! Ka-ang! Kaa River!

A blade of dark red sword, which was pushed up slightly, began to scatter in front of Demirea's eyes. I don't want to accept the power struggle, so it means we have to fight fast.

A successive attack aims at Demirea. Demyria, who blocked all light sword attacks from almost simultaneously coming from different directions, strikes once more with her gripping sword.

- Kaga River!

With the eardrum freezing, Demirea strikes Kalian's sword into her feet. If you dry it at the speed of that lightweight sword, it will definitely be disadvantageous in battle!

As Calian senses it, he quickly retrieves the sword facing the ground and moves.

Kalian's new brother is gone. Almost simultaneously, you hear the sound of a gust of wind and a full-blown attack from Demyria's right.

Demirea pulls down the handle of the sword and raises the blade upward, judging that it cannot be recovered completely. Demyria, who held the sword upside down and blocked the attack from flying to the right neck, once again moves the sword.

- Keeping!

By the time the light resonance that reached the two blades stopped, the vision of the dark-red sword faded from view. Of course, we saw Kalian together.

Demirea twists in the opposite direction.

The edges of the sword, which are firmly held in both hands, reach out to Calian's shadow with a clear speculation.

- Wealthy!

Once more, a heavy wind rises from the swinging sword. Just as you neutralize it, Khalian wields his sword and unleashes a powerful force on the ground.

Ka-ang!

Good for lightweight Black Recovery.

A dark blade shifts straight toward Demirea.

A heavy sword does not need to be recovered.

Despite more strength from the sword sliding toward the ground, Demirea quickly turns around, lowering her blade to its oblique line and aiming at the opposing team's shoulders.

- Kuang!

The heavy blow echoes a deep, resounding crash.

"Faster."

If you were clumsy, you would have just lost your sword in the previous attack, but unfortunately, the opponent was Khalian. Callian tells me that there is not enough speed to fill the shortage of power. He leaps again toward the heavy sword, striding into a struggle.

The sword in your hand scatters dead blood everywhere.

- Ka-ang! Kang!

Every shadow of the sword that continues like there's no speed limit, is filled with murder.

- Tadadadang!

Knowing that none of the many shadows are a blur, Demirea, who holds up her sword, starts bouncing back the attacks with a short stretch of her arms.

The feeling of rebound is clear, but it is not easy to chase Kalian's sword into the other direction one by one, as if there is no recoil.

- Shhh!

A moment later, you hear a slit in the wind from the tip of the light sword that dug a crevice in the heavy blade.

- Kang!

Just before the sharp edges of the shifting dark-red sword once again flew up to the neck, Demirea, who was bitten slightly backwards, stopped the attack with a blade handle.

I got caught up.

I can't keep up with that speed.

Demirea leans forward, holding the sword as hard as she can to break the handle, instead of breaking her lips after what was expected. Then you rush towards Calian.

I couldn't get out of range of that attack anyway, so I was going to dig into the range of the sword and cut through the empty waist.

"Everyone thinks that."

You have to be different, Demirea.

The reprimand followed.

Calian's new statue fades away again like a waving candle.

Suddenly, the body reacts first, with the sword flying from behind. Demirea quickly turns and reaches for the running sword, aiming for her neck again.

- Caaaaang!

The sound that seems to distort the bottom of the training ground echoes. The two swords stopped at each other as if they were standing in a different direction.

The two feet, which stopped moving for a split second, hit the ground at the same time.

- Tada!

This time, Kalian flies to Demirea. I'm returning the attack I dug into my arms.

Despite no error, Demirea never undermines the power from her fundamentally enhanced arm. Because of this, Kalian pushes out a silver sword to stop him from taking a swift step and relentlessly lowers it.

Looking directly at the dark-red blade, aiming between her shoulders and neck, she twists her sword with all her might.

- Kang! Ka-ang! Kaa River!

At the end of the workshop one after the other, the two knife handlers' feet moved again simultaneously.

- Ka-ang! Kang!

I have long forgotten the other two gazes that are watching me. Two intertwined swords continue to emit a sharp light, only looking into each other's eyes as if there was no one around.

- Ka-ang!

Calian's Blade, a flaming remnant of the flame in the darkness, gnaws away at it from every side with a glittering silver sword embedded in its depths of belief. Demirea, who chose her weight instead of slowing down, lowers her appetite for attack without hesitation and stops Calian from striking at the critical point of her entire body.

Kaga River!

Demirea twists the handle, pulling herself back and forth, and pushing her sword upward and upward. After unleashing the attack on the outside, you reach forward again with your bitten feet and aim for Calian's heart.

"Don't rush."

Seeing the tip of the sword piercing through your heart, Calian continues to move very slightly back.

That red eye met Demirea's eyes for a moment.

Kalian's appearance disappears from view.

Instead of chasing a speed that was familiar, but never familiar, Demirea turns her sword around and throws a swift attack in place.

- Tak!

As you prick the left estoc, you hear the sound of flaps touching the tip of the blade with a strong touch.

Found it.

Demyria, who never misses an opportunity, plunges her foot into the handle of her sword. Demirea's arms, floating as high as possible, carry the weight of her entire body and stretch their swords toward where Callian would reach.

- Kuang!

Calian moves quickly, taking heavy hits, either blocking or blocking.

Ka-ang! Kang!

The heaviest sword.

And the fastest sword.

It continues without knowing that the workshops of the two masters who had mastered the art of swordsmanship were mutually exclusive. All the heavy swords aiming at the waist, shoulders, and thighs, a light sword sheared to slit the neck of the person facing it, and try to turn and penetrate the heart.

- Kaga River!

- Ta-ah! Kang!

While Demirea, who stopped the clash, swung her sword straightaway, Calian's foot stepped on Demirea's left bottom and swung the sword. Just after Demirea's sword, which predicted Kalian's movements, swings to the right.

There was no Kalian where the sword was headed.

Wrong direction, quick judgment.

It was the same mistake Plants made one day. I made the same mistake in Kiri a long time ago. A deadly consistency created by sending an attack to a forward position because you can't keep up with the speed.

Instead of saying, "If you think too much, you'll die." Calian's sword reveals itself in the opposite direction, splitting the wind.

- Shhh!

The pupil in the blue eye spreads fiercely like that of a beast chasing his opponent.