CH 141

Roman Dmitry's People (5)

ahead of the game.

Viscount Conrad encouraged Suha.

"Gabriel. How is your condition?"

very good.

"Yeah, it should be fine. How much money I spent for you, you shouldn't be in any bad shape."

Gabriel.

A prosecutor in his early 40's.

Having lived for the Konrad family since childhood, he was truly a secret weapon that Konrad had put his heart and soul into.

He wasn't a great genius like Chris.

However, at least it showed a steady growth as expected, and the Konrad family did not spare any support for Gabriel's development.

As a result.

I crossed the 3 star wall a month ago.

It was a great honor, but Viscount Konrad deliberately did not reveal it to the public.

'This competition has an aura limitation. At first glance, this seems to be a rule that is unfavorable to high-ranking swordsmen, but in fact, the higher the gender difference, the greater the difference in destructive power of even one-star Aura. This is clearly a fight against the low-ranking swordsmen. They won't be able to use their full power, and a three-star swordsman like Gabriel can make an overwhelming difference from the aura.'

Rumor has it that Gabriel is a two-star prosecutor.

3 stars are not common in the northeast area, so there was no reason to spread the latest information and give reasons to prepare.

glance.

I checked the other side.

A smirk came out of the right sleeve flapping in the wind.

"Gabriel. McBurney, that guy is nothing. I was lucky enough to advance to the 3rd round, but I lost one arm, so my balance is completely messed up. keep in mind Of the prosecutors representing the Northeast Association, except for you, everyone was eliminated. You are the hope of the Northeast Alliance, and you can't satisfy people just by winning. very overwhelmingly. Don't have the same sympathy for your opponent as a one-armed swordsman, and tell Roman Dmitry to trample him down like a wretch. Okay?

"I take orders."

Also.

smirked

I like it.

'Yeah, it's not over yet.'

People of Roman Dmitry.

Their actions were overwhelming.

Watching the opposing swordsmen fall down in the previous five groups, I thought that maybe it was impossible to get over the Dmitry family wall.

However, Dmitry also had limitations.

They couldn't mobilize 6 great people, and eventually a hole called McBurney was created.

sure.

There was some ominousness.

The mere fact that he was Roman Dmitry's man was not enough for Viscount Konrad to be certain of victory.

'Are you going to lose to the one-armed asshole?'

let go of doubts

Gabriel is a three-star prosecutor.

Victory was natural, and this match was only a stepping stone to victory.

"Both players on stage."

the referee's voice.

From now on, it was a down payment.

* * *

chuck.

Two prosecutors came up to the stage.

Gabriel, who took a seat first, looked at McBurney's face with an unfamiliar look.

"Twitter."

fluttering sleeves.

There was bound to be a laugh.

I would have done it without knowing McBurney, but I heard about McBurney from a colleague before the competition.

"McBurney? He used to be active on the Western Front, but he lost his right arm that used to use his sword and became a complete loser. The odds of him winning are zero. I met McBurney a year ago, and he found it difficult to carry heavy loads with his hands, let alone use his left arm fluently. The fact that such a guy is included in the four groups means that Roman Dmitry's six crowns are virtually impossible.

colleague asserted.

McBurney's miracles don't exist.

Hearing those words, McBurney's appearance came closer to me even more absurd.

'There are people in the world who don't know the subject. A commoner who could not even dare to become a knight even when his right arm was still in good health, even if he lost one arm, he had hopes of winning a contest in which knights participated. I'll show McBurney today how high the walls of reality are.'

It is separate from the Conrad family.

Looking at McBurney's face, I felt bad for some reason.

Ready.

After the referee checked both players, he took a step back and fluttered the flag.

flutter.

The lead was Gabriel.

Gabriel rushed in without delay, and his massive body swooped down on McBurney like an angry boar.

Kaang!

Kaka Kaka!

It was an intense battle.

Every time the sword and the sword collided, sparks flew, and McBurney made a staggering movement as he was pushed back.

It was clearly seen as being pushed out of power.

Thinking that his expectations were not at all wrong, Gabriel rushed in with a smile on his face.

"Let's see how long we can hold out!"

Kaka Kaka!

Aura was not used.

An asshole like McBurney.

He was confident enough to defeat him with his swordsmanship alone.

Viscount Conrad, who was watching the situation off the stage, also smiled knowing what Gabriel's intentions were.

wave.

The pressure was great.

Before long, McBurney was pushed to the end of the stage.

In a cornered situation, Gabriel put in a fake.

hook.

'In order to prevent this, you will have to dodge to the right.'

He purposely aimed at the opponent's left arm.

One arm to the opponent.

McBurney had no other option, and, as Gabriel expected, took a step to the right.

That moment.

tap.

They got close and launched a linked attack.

He induced defense by pretending to swing the sword horizontally, and quickly stepped on the right side to attack the armless right side.

'finished.'

It was perfect.

The left arm cannot cover the entire range, and this attack attacked that loophole.

It means using one arm.

That doesn't mean it's just not familiar, it's the result of completely exposing the space on the right.

That was then.

Beetle.

McBurney turned around as if he was about to collapse.

It was a bizarre move.

With his back almost touching the floor, McBurney balancing on his back only, avoiding the attack in a matter of seconds.

And then.

hook!

puck.

"Ugh."

It hit Gabriel's forearm.

It was fortunate that he reacted quickly, but it was an attack that would have hit him in the face if he had been a little late.

"This kid."

Gabriel clenched his teeth.

I barely ate one shot by a one-armed asshole.

It was an intolerable reality, and Gabriel raised an aura and drove McBurney.

Curly rumble.

Kaang!

Kakakan!

It was different from the sound of the sword hitting.

A one-star aura used by a three-star swordsman.

Even if it was blocked with a sword, the impact would be great, but McBurney turned the blade at an angle every time he blocked an attack and deflected the attack.

Dangerous scenes continued to be staged.

Unbalanced, McBurney continued to be cornered, but at the decisive moment he always avoided the attack with a bizarre move.

the first time.

I thought it was a coincidence.

However, as it began to repeat two or three times, Gabriel felt strange as the game became longer than expected.

'McBurney. This guy hasn't lost his balance. The imbalance in the body caused by the absence of the right arm is being deliberately used.'

McBurney tries to counterattack once again.

He turned around to secure the distance of his left arm, and looked like he was about to fall, and aimed at Gabriel's vital point.

Moment.

I got goosebumps.

The attack was barely blocked, but Gabriel only saw the truth.

'McBurney's advance to the third round is no coincidence.'

one-armed bastard.

The fluttering sleeves didn't look ridiculous anymore.

* * *

When I first learned the left handed sword.

McBurney will never forget that moment.

"The basis of left-handed swords is to utilize the lost balance of the body. As humans grow, their body develops to be able to use two arms and two legs smoothly, but when you lose one arm, this balance is completely disrupted. People would think that it was a fatal weakness as a swordsman, but the left-handed sword sublimated the unique movement resulting from the lost balance into swordsmanship."

If you swing the sword with your left arm.

Naturally, the body has no choice but to lean to one side.

It was a fatal weakness.

In a situation where the right side was clearly visible, it was difficult to block the opponent's attack unlike when he had his right arm.

By the way.

The left-handed swordsman thought differently.

Rather, leaving the balance that collapsed to the left as it was, he took advantage of the strength of his lower back to take the proper position of his feet.

The effect was like magic.

While being able to efficiently dodge the enemy's attack, it rather attacked the opponent's loopholes.

It was shocking.

left-handed sword.

In one swordsman's experience, various methods of utilizing the broken balance were melted.

'The creator of the left-handed sword is one-armed just like me. He must have been desperate enough to lose his arm, but how was he able to create such a sword? Because he was special? no. He and I are no different. Unlike me, who gave up on reality from the moment his arm was cut off, he was able to create a left-handed sword because he was constantly looking for new ways.'

A new world appeared.

Left-handed sword not only suggested a new path, but also showed that a one-armed life is possible.

from then.

messed it up

I don't know how many times I swung my sword.

He had gotten used to using his left arm, but swinging his sword was another matter.

Falling down.

Getting your face on the ground.

bleeding

It was a miserable time.

Even at the moment of facing the pathetic reality once again, there was a reason McBurney could never give up.

'The master presented a new reality to me. And at the current level, I will never be able to become a person befitting a master.'

Arriving in Dmitry.

McBurney was shocked.

I knew right away that Dmitry's subordinates had great skills, but I was shocked to find out that they had been training in earnest for less than a year.

Roman Dmitry was a god.

He was a being who created something out of nothing, and as a result his subordinates were developing rapidly.

I found out then

that he is nothing.

Roman Dmitry could create countless swordsmen superior to himself if he put his mind to it.

'I'm an asshole who is nothing. The reason why the master accepted me was not that he needed my swordsmanship skills, but that he needed the loyalty of a person like me. It is clear that if you walk in place without one arm, you will be eliminated compared to the monsters that follow the master. I don't like that. This is how I hoped, but I don't want to miss this opportunity.'

If you can't prove yourself.

As a Roman person, he could not survive.

At least, Roman Dmitry, who gave him a rope, hoped to use him as an important talent.

Aemuldanji was rejected even by the kingdom.

I hoped that my existence could find the meaning of existence this time.

'Six people representing the master. I will occupy that one spot, and I will surely win the championship under the name of the master.'

time of a month.

trained like crazy.

I thought that if I couldn't prove myself this time, I had to live the rest of my life as an asshole who couldn't overcome his weaknesses.

Pull-ups like Henderson.

6 people were included.

The result was the result of tears that McBurney gained as he faced reality.

* * *

"Whoop, whoop."

I was out of breath.

Left-handed sword movement.

It was a very physically consuming swordsmanship, and Gabriel's ability was outstanding, so it was not easy to resist.

However.

heck.

Laughter kept coming out.

I'm out of breath up to my chin.

Even when an attack aimed at his own life flashes in front of his eyes.

I felt like I was going to cry at the fact that I could fight this far with just one arm.

'I'm not done yet.'

at the bottom of life.

McBurney got up again.

In a situation where everyone was sure of McBurney's defeat, McBurney instantly dug into Gabriel's arms.

"Where!"

wave.

The counterattack was quick.

Recovering the sword quickly, Gabriel aimed at McBurney's head.

McBurney took a step.

While slightly dodging the opponent's attack, he attacked Gabriel's left side using the aura that exploded near the bridge.

The level of an aura swordsman reached with a pull-up.

It was a miracle of Sura's mind.

It was a surprise attack, but for Gabriel, it was enough speed to react.

Curly rumble.

Aura exploded.

Gabriel, with an angry face, swung his sword at McBurney.

By the way.

palak.

" !"

For a moment, Gabriel's expression hardened.

McBurney deliberately gave himself up.

The result must of course be McBurney's defeat, but the place where the sword passed is flapping and showing reality.

right arm.

There was nothing that had to be.

Unconscious of the absence of his right arm in the moment, McBurney deliberately gave up his right arm.

Prosecutors living in the world of common sense.

The action of cutting off his right arm must have been familiar to his body.

It was a great counterattack against a normal person, and Gabriel couldn't get out of that category.

"God damn it."

The moment you fell into the trap.

Gabriel looked at the sword that filled his vision.

puck!

"Uh-huh."

blood splashed

Gabriel's huge body collapsed behind him, and he could see the people who were obscured from his sight.

astonished spectators.

The Pale Face of the Northeast Association.

Viscount Conrad lost his horse in shock.

And.

'Roman Dmitry.'

sucks.

Gabriel fell.

McBurney suppressed the rising emotions and bowed his head toward Roman.

'Thank you so much for giving me a new life.'

That moment.

"Wow!"

"Crazy!"

"The one-armed swordsman beat Gabriel!"

The scene turned upside down.

That was a different variable than expected, and it was the result of plunging the Northeast Alliance, including Viscount Konrad, into the abyss of despair.