572 The Hall of Return, Part 24 - The Pilgrimage Monk

"Wow..."

"Are you serious?"

Jake and the others let that Ultina get away with it, but they were out in the party hall as they went through some of the rooms. But there was an unfortunate group of demon kings.

A group of Belliache and the others were engaged outside earlier, but it was like a demon king who had grown a long sickle from all over his body. Size is the slightly larger human degree, but its arm strength and agility are not comparable to those of humans. Jake and the others fought over the scourge of that sickle, which swept away the surrounding creatures just by moving.

But only Brandio was different. As he moved forward in a nagging manner,

"Wye do it here. When we defend ourselves behind us."

I only left it to go to the demon king's flock. But Jake didn't miss the look.

And. Brandio quickly wiped out all the demon kings. What kind of trick is the tin wand Brandio wields, cutting enemies in a single blow? Even the Great Sickle of the Demon King showed sharpness.

It didn't even reach a meeting with Brandio, such as Oak or Goblin, just to be unilaterally slaughtered. Of particular interest to Jake was the behavior of the play ring on the tip of the tin cane. What happened to the behavior of the amusement ring, and once released, Brandio returned perfectly to where he had moved. Every time one of the play rings flies, the demons get all sorts of hurt. Brandio flew up to six of those rings at the same time, while Brandio fought with an extra look, just like he made a fool of his opponent. While Jake and the others did almost nothing, Brandio was cleaning up the demons who would have had 50. And I didn't even take the time to ride with the Demon King, I simply cut in from the front.

I tried to fight back after taking the demon king Brandio's attack from the front, but every four sickles Brandio offered to the defense made the demon king a tang bamboo 10%. And he politely blew it with the attack magic of the sacred system, and annihilated the demon king without a trace.

"Oh, my God, it's not too bad. I'm falling short of expectations."

Brandio seemed sorry for his lightly cleaned up enemies, but the impression was the opposite. Brandio's attack worked because he was halfway through the demons. Brandio himself remembered so little of the threat.

"(You've been more collaborative than ever... and the other guy evolves. Maybe I don't know)"

And when Brandio looked at Jake and the others, Jake and the others were cleaning up three orcs Brandio had leaked. Retaining a trio of oaks is not surprising in itself. But Brandio was interested in finishing this short time. And no one was ever hurt.

"Hey, don't do it."

"Something on purpose."

Brandio's eyebrows tickle at Jake's words.

"About what?

"Don't be silly. I came over here, Oak, you leaked it on purpose?

"Hey, Jake, don't be too proud..."

"Haha, was it broken?

Rascal tried to stop Jake from making rude remarks, but Brandio quickly admitted Jake's point. Naturally, they look incredible together. And the Bruns got angry, forgetting that the other person was a pilgrim.

"Hey, are you kidding me! What are you gonna do if someone's hurt!

"Nothing. Whatever. Heh. If I die, yeah?

"Become..."

Everyone was stunned by Brandio's words. Now Nellie starts to get angry.

"Heh, heh, don't be ridiculous! Is that what pilgrims say?

"Saya. This battle is unusual. If the orcs are going to end up here, they'd be happier dead now. You guys don't think you're a kid or a student or a fight exempt for that reason, do you?

"Ugh, that's..."

"Arnelia was attacked the other day? At that time, the school had nothing to do with anything because their opponents came to the Deep Green Palace on a straight line, but if Arnelia was raided every city, for example, Gloria's students would be assumed to fight with their swords, too. Fortunately, not once in Arnelia's history.

But in many continental cities and villages, it is normal for children to participate in battles with farm tools if there are demonic raids. Kakuai also fought demons for the first time when he was 6 years old. You might forget you're in peace with Arnelia. "

"That's true. It was a common sight in the towns and villages I traveled to."

"There's a guy who can talk, more than anything."

Dora agreed, so no one even tried to argue with Brandio afterwards. And Jake walks over gently to Brandio, who collects and tidies up the weapons he throws.

"Brandio... Do you have a minute?

"What the hell. Oh, and stop putting 'em on. Oh, my God."

"Bye, Brandio. How did you use that scepter earlier?

"Asshole. Where's the guy who spreads the shit out of himself? It's a secret, that's all."

"No. I know roughly, but one more thing, I was wondering how I could throw a wheel in the enemy's direction exactly."

Brandio looked at Jake with interest, as he was increasingly intrigued by Jake's questions. And when I put that shoulder together, I began to whisper so that only Jake could hear me.

"I largely know, how do you know that?

"That wheel is attracted by magic, isn't it? I think I learned in class that there is such a thing in the magic of the earth. Magnetic control, right? It's hard and I'm not sure, but if I use something good, it's like that."

"Ho."

Brandio's eyes glowed. Brandio does exactly what Jake says. It's a simple trick and it's not so hard to see through in itself, but Brandio became interested in Jake, still a boy, seeing through. It's not like this usually apathetic monk is interested in other people.

"Boy, I want to teach you something special. That's simply a gift of training. We are trained to perceive their signs even if we meditate our eyes. Because there are quite a few fights in the dark. Once you get used to it, you'll know what the person in the rear looks like. Including their complexion."

"I know enough to be behind you, but that much?

"Be. It's not the imagination that counts, it's the definitive information. Always think about what it feels like to be trustworthy in invisibility. Footsteps, sounds of clothes rubbing, exhaling, sweating, body temperature, smell. All of them are to be mobilized. Sensors do those things naturally, but we have to be aware of them."

"If you go with that logic, don't sensors just get awesome?

"Sure, there are theories about that, but there are many sensing abilities that the world is famous for when it comes to something special. Even if you have sensors who excel in combat, while you're telling your buddies to 'turn right' and 'fight back' in battle, you're gonna get your head cracked? The idea that sensor capability comes with those who are more capable of combat, rather than sensors who have excelled in combat. You know what I'm saying?

"Well, somehow"

I honestly only knew about half of it, but Jake nodded for now. Brandio strokes Jake's head like that pompous.

"There are a lot of tricks. Wye enters a special state of concentration by imagining a pendulum or something swinging left or right in his head. Then the sound disappears from around me. And only the necessary sound lingers. Maybe I already have experience, but I think it's a shortcut to masters to get as focused as you need to be when you need to."

"I see... indeed"

I've already had several similar experiences with Jake, but I can't get close to that state of affairs on my own volition. Jake felt his lack of strength in the midst of this battle and was trying to figure out how to get stronger, but Brandio's story still didn't seem to capture the trigger to get stronger suddenly.

I was disappointed to see Jake. Brandio felt a little sorry for him, slapping Jake on the shoulder, and laughing at him.

Continued