16 Episode XVI: Clash (2)

Cracked from accidental encounter - and transition to battle.

Everything is unplanned and unintentional.

Verdell slowly looks to the looming girl - the witch - as she intoxicates herself that she seems to be hated by the angel of destiny.

"Damn it! It was working! That sucks!

"You totally agree. I did what I had to do."

"Let go of the arrow!

Without waiting for the witch's word, an arrow was released from the mercenary regiment by Verdell's decree.

An arrow freed from a bow squeezed with all its might is conveniently attacked by a dozen girls.

But a tentacle stretched from behind her plays all of it.

She smiled happily for some reason, making the speed of reaction impossible in a person's body seem normal.

"... hey, there's no forgiveness. I like that. I love it."

"Chi! I can't afford it!

"Ve, Master Verdell...... who is a witch?

Attacks by arrows are pointless. It doesn't even contain the damage.

Verdell turns his gaze to Rhonias, who can be wolfed, feeling so reluctantly that his opponent is not a glimmer.

Maybe he mistook the girl for an evil cleric or something. Maybe he only recognized Sole as a category of people.

Reflecting that he should have shared a little more of the concerns he had, Verdell concisely shares information about the witch he had lost late.

"It is a disaster-designated monster, entrusted by the Virgin and certified by the Great One. Only the two of them are currently confirmed. He's probably the third one! You know what's causing all the commotion in Northern States!?

"Oh, no way..."

…………

Witch.

Verdell's words describe the dangers of a girl as still this.

disturbances in northern states that still show no signs of repression. And the calamity that is supposed to cause it.

Neither Rhonias nor I would have thought that the crisis in the world desperately concealed by the Holy King would appear before us in this way.

The girl is unchanged, shaking her tentacles loosely, staring at this one with her creepy eyes.

I'm just telling you to come because I'm gonna play with you.

Running away won't come true.

At such an attack speed that even Verdell, a senior knight, could finally cope, the witch pointed her fangs at Rhonias.

It's obvious there's nowhere else to turn your back.

"We're going all at once! Mercenaries, you guys are loaded! Turn to auxiliary!

Verdell barks and Rhonias sets up his sword.

We both have experience in the Warcraft Crusade.

Techniques against unusual threats do dwell on them.

No fear is felt by combat blessings that only the Holy Knight can use. All you have to do is smash your opponent with your whole body.

"Get it together, Rhonias! Whoa, whoa!!

A banging, intense bursting sound explodes at Verdell's feet, followed by a thunderous disease.

Rhonias walks like a chase.

The battle against the Witch of Disaster has now begun here.

... the mercenary regiment could not see the moment.

It was an offense that exceeded their motor vision superiorly.

The only moment I could see Rhonias jumping on a girl, but even that's a rate out of common sense.

It was a famous story told by the bard that if he were a senior knight, he would boast of his abilities in battle, but he changed his expression in amazement at the sight of the fact.

There was an anomaly there that didn't even extend their power.

"It's too late. And helpless."

An extra look at the Holy Knight's proud and all-powerful attack.

The two swords are prevented by the tentacles of a girl in a defensive posture so that they intersect.

Defense that exceeds the attack speed of the advanced Saint Knight.

It seemed to indicate that the two powers did not extend to the witch. But...

"No, you might unexpectedly figure it out!

"- Hmm?"

Bashar raised a purple bloodshot all the way up, and one tentacle rolled to the ground.

The two saints jump back in one leap, retreating not to bathe in the falling bloodbath.

Watch the bitches and the tentacles bouncing as if there was life, then lift that cutting surface up to the front of your eyes.

The girl, called a witch, frowns in a slightly troubled way.

"Did I just say the divine punishment ceremony by God's blessing... Special Attack and Defense Increase against Evil Attributes. This is why we say that good civilization units are sloppy."

"I don't know what you're talking about! Don't miss this gap!

Re-risk. And slaughter.

There are two shadows moving at the same time. The timing is the perfect word.

Like an earlier repetition, once again, the bloodshed rises.

"Hmm. Will it hang up"

The second tentacle was cut off.

But the hands of Verdell and his men do not know that they will rest.

Verdell dived in from the lower section in a beastly motion to scratch the bloodshed. The witch turns two of the four remaining tentacles toward him to pierce.

But the piercing that is supposed to be special is made without difficulty by a unique sword strike like a circle.

The acceleration of the tentacles fell as a result of forcing the melee.

The girl begins to be annoyed by the unique sword moves that spin without making it advantageous, and by the sacred work she brings every wave.

"How about this? - Shit!"

A shadow fell on the girl's sight.

Instantly sensing she was being targeted from above, she waves her tentacles upwards without checking.

Impact and bursting sound coming late.

There are three tentacles left.

Now it was the girl's turn to jump out distance.

"Not yet! Let go of the arrows!

"I was licking the Saint Knight a little. This is tough."

Girl who moves her toucharm and flies the arrow more often than before because the number of copies has decreased.

The collaboration was perfect.

Verdell, who excels in combat skills, blames harshly, and Rhonias makes that gap.

Mercenaries rely on ranged attacks without moving poorly.

Their victory seemed certain if all remaining tentacles were destroyed.

But the opponent brings disaster.

The malice we want to keep is unknown.

"So what about these hobbies?

"Become!?

Witches seen as disadvantaged change their methods of warfare and extend their tentacles to the left and right.

It's already too late when Verdell rushes to utter a word of warning.

Whew! and I thought I heard two small screams, two members tangled in their tentacles were put up in front of the witch.

"I like being human. It's weak and brittle, and it's highly homogeneous and it's great for shields."

"No, no, no..."

"Hehe, be quiet"

"Shh!

The tip of the tentacle pierces the throat.

The imprisoned members tremble heavily with bikris, but still do not appear to be dead.

Typical but significant effect.

They are unthinkable methods of warfare to the Holy Knight.

Anger seeps into Verdell's face unexpectedly for his inferior deeds. But Verdell disciplines himself not to be imprisoned by passion.

This is provocation. Clouding your eyes will make you miss the chance.

Don't expect people's ethics from evil. They are far out of comprehension.

In fact, she is shaking off a group that seems to suffer with heartfelt pleasure.

"You out-of-town!

"Rhonias! Don't move in a detour, keep your anger down! They're so exhausted if they have to take hostages! Let's go at the same time!

"Oh! Do you want to come! What do you do with the shield? Do you want to kill him? That's right, but mercenaries, that's not worth it."

The two members of the shielded mercenary regiment perish as they raise their blood.

But Verdell's boldness, which he did not hesitate to do on this occasion, would be commendable.

The witch's tentacles were foolish and had succeeded in inflicting a muscle of scratch on its body by the attack, which was carried out only to say that it would not in fact waste their death.

"Two more... two more. He's disgusting. No, if we bust one thing, we win."

Yes, Master Verdell.

I've already seen through the witch's methods of warfare.

The settlement is no longer imminent, and the time is about to come for their order to strike down and destroy evil.

A muscle of scratch on a white, beautiful cheek that doesn't look like the Devil's.

The Witch of Disaster can certainly be killed.

That was giving them hope in the name of victory.

"Let's go! Don't get distracted -"

The last time is about to come.

The last time it was all over.

"I forgot to tell you."

Strangely,

A witch slapped her hand with a pong as if she remembered now.

And there was an unyielding grin reminiscent of a nickel and a real girl, and the blow unleashed nearly cracked her own skull,

I skewered Verdell with countless tentacles.

"... my strength is legion size, plainly put. Converting it with an armed soldier in general, roughly five thousand won't be talked about unless we collect it. And I'm free to change."

Countless tentacles grow from behind her.

They've been playing since the beginning. Verdell regrets with a distressed look how sweet his view was that he thought he could win.

Understanding the multiple tentacles stabbed in his belly, that his life was no longer about to run out, he grabs the tentacles with all his last foot scratches and spits blood on the apple.

"To, run, Rhonias..."

"Ve, verdell...... sama"

"Run away! Ooh!

Tilt her little neck, the girl pierced Verdell's skull.

The Holy Knight silences with one big cramp with a victory.

Dosari and the body that fell to the ground are already shelled out, suggesting that his life has been lost forever.

"Now, it's your turn, isn't it, Saint Knight Rhonias? He killed you right away, but unfortunately you don't."

Countless tentacles shake all around her.

As if I were to declare that I would kill you now, as if I were to show despair.

Nowhere can there be a reason to beat him anymore.

More than Verdell's lost, Rhonias can't even cut off his tentacles.

Despair begins to drift on the mercenary regiment as well.

If Rhonias gets discussed, it's definitely our turn next.

One of the mercenaries who understands that screams.

"Hih! Hih!! - Abe!

The group, driven by fear, threw out bows and arrows and tried to escape - slain by tentacles protruding from the ground.

The girl asks you for a moment and returns her gaze to Rhonias.

Running away is pointless. Despair runs for everyone.

But only Rhonias was uncomfortable with the trick.

Why did the girl show you how to care about the fugitives?

With that said, I was aiming for horses and preaching orders first.

A number of small questions can be raised.

In his condensed time, the moment he came to that answer, Rhonias shouted out loud.

"All scattered in pieces! You have to survive and tell them this!

"This has come...... I have no choice."

An obvious look of impatience came to the witch.

At the same time, Rhonias perceives that his reasoning had hit him.

As he had expected, the girl pointed countless tentacles at the fugitive's interception.

Tentacles protruded to the ground with sharpness reminiscent of an iron spear with a dull sound with Don, Don, and.

A scream sounds as members fleeing the perimeter are stabbed in the mouth.

And Rhonias took this moment.

"God! Give me the power to defeat evil!

He unloads the power of God again and runs to the witch with his whole body spirited.

The girl's protection was weak because she was distracted at the beginning and end of the mercenary regiment.

He manages to break off the remaining tentacles that came to intercept him in panic and enters the girl's nostalgia.

Instant defense. And the goddess of victory smiles at him.

Interception of the remaining tentacles can no longer be made in time either.

Ready to decide everything with this blow, Rhonias waved down his sword as he did not take the enemy of the late Verdell.

- Kiddin.

Hard metal noise, and a sight that spreads in front of you.

Rhonias squeezes his sword, shuddering and shuddering.

"Hey, why......!?

"I'm surprised about that now. I commend you."

"Why you!?

"- How can you use a holy knight's sword with God's blessed liturgy? Is it?

A witch of disaster, sealed with all her tentacles and penetrated into her nostalgia.

But she picked up Verdell's sword, which had fallen to the ground, and outmaneuvered Rhonias' attack.

Evil things cannot use the weapon of the Blessed Holy Knight.

This is the common sense and immutable fact commonly believed in the Holy Kingdom.

Verdell's Holy Knight Sword, however, falls into the hands of a girl without meaning, such as such common sense.

For what is fun, the corny girl waves her sword and sets up to circle.

The movement overlaps the movement of the Holy Knight Verdell seen in this battle.

"I took it. Give me the knight's moves to fall there. Stacked drills, trained skills, when you kill them."

Stupid! The thought dominates Rhonias.

They say that they have taken away their abilities, but they have also taken away their holy vocation, even though they have exhausted a word of anomaly.

It will be imitated and seized by evil things.

If the majesty of an absolutely unique God is easily tarnished, what is righteousness in fulfillment?

Rhonias can only tremble.

Because the more we were killed, the more we realized that this witch would empower us.

"Apparently, the Saint Knight Verdell was a fierce man worth a unit. Maybe you were born under a star accomplishing something great. I just died because of your shortcomings."

I can hear the mercenaries running late.

It's obvious what it means to just let Ronias stand up and deal with mercenaries.

I am proud of that.

All my pride as a holy knight.

"The thought is conveyed along with his Sacred Sword moves. What happens to Rhonias if he dies here? What happens to his family, his wife Marsha and his daughter Meena? The mercenary regiment also has family. What will happen to them? You can't die. You can never die. - You're a very brave, very noble man. He is."

"Stupid! You're such an idiot!

Rhonias exclaimed, without any hesitation.

That was certainly the name of his beloved wife.

My dear wife and daughter. Only once, I've told Verdell.

How crude and uncomfortable Verdell, who looked down on us as the Holy Knight in the heart, had guided us through ourselves and how noble a soul man he was.

Rhonias cried half of the time, shouting pitifully.

The souls and memories of the great man are in the despair that the glorious pride of the man has been taken away by the evil in front of him and is now being entertained exactly.

"What are you thinking right now? What are you tiny little ones thinking about him with the right amount and strength and, above all, the right height for a senior knight?

"A runaway mercenary will surely tell our country about this and send a holy army to destroy you... His will will never disappear!

His operation was half successful.

He was the tentacle of a witch who was turning to intercept an escaped mercenary, but did not lead to the murder of all dozens of humans running in all directions.

I don't know how many, but there are those who escaped from the fangs.

I'm sure that person will be informed of this predicament... Rhonias was sure.

"Oh, is that it? - That's all right."

Dosh! and there is a dull sound, and the tentacles are stuck to the ground again.

At the same time I heard something screaming from afar.

I look around in a hurry, but I don't see a mercenary on the run.

But from her mouth and her actions, she reaches the answer of what has now been done and pales her face.

"... what? No way."

"Is that it? Did I tell you I wouldn't be able to get that distance? You didn't tell me, did you?

Beyond your sight, you can fly an attack.

Understanding that all hope had been crushed, Rhonias holds the sword with his trembling hands.

"Come on, go ahead? I will deal with you with the sword of the Holy Knight Verdell, whom you dismissed as inappropriate."

The movement, which was turned and set up to circle, was certainly Verdell's move itself.

= Message = = = = = = = = = = = = =

Sludge Atu has acquired the following capabilities through unit destruction:

Sacred Sword Technique

· Allows you to equip the Blessed Sword

· Obtain the following abilities when equipped with swords:

Attack against Evil Attribute Units La 1.2x

Defense against Evil Attribute Units La 1.2x

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