173 Knights and attributes (1)

While paired rank-and-file knights cut through a shadow spider crawling on the wall, Mietz threw off his robe and stood in the middle of the training ground.

Two snakes were returning for destruction, breaking the cutting edge of the watchtower and crushing the turret.

"Huh!"

It's rolling!

When the weight of the Great Sword, which cannot be lifted by ordinary people, was put in the middle of the training ground, the whole castle twisted.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

Finally, a colorless and transparent storm began to storm around Mietzs, which revealed all of its power.

Kieh-eh-eh-eh!

Feeling the trail of a giant ether, the two snakes rushed toward Mietzs, revealing their greedy teeth and claws.

Fee it!

This quiet circle of advancement turned over several scales of black-glossed beasts, and cut off one eye and one mouth.

On a cloudy night, purple blood, which looked black, soaked the soil of the training ground.

Despite the ensuing devastation, the two beasts stuck to Mietzs without changing their trajectory.

Mietz drew a sword from the floor of the training camp a beat later. It looked like an emergency, but the reality was different.

Mietzs was hesitant about whether he should use this type of painting. Even on a dark night, all the knights and soldiers of the fortress were out, and they had many eyes to see.

[Differentiation] is the Swordmaster's common skill.

Even the sullen Tristen knights in the name of Pehite could not have been ignorant of the skills of their duke.

Mietzs, who had been hiding himself for many years, knew that the moment of choice had come.

Even though he was unable to make a decision, he swung a huge sword with a wide body with a force that could not be seen as human power.

The black thing that meets the claws of the beast sparks the flame of the raw thing. His military prowess was valiant, but it was not enough to prevent all the attacks of two eight feet and twenty-four claws from the air.

Worse still, Mietzsu's toenails increased the amount of raw sneezing that could not be ignored.

Shoot!

At that moment, an arrow from somewhere pierced the flesh of the beast. The mana stone in which the ether was conducted was an arrow. The arrow that stuck like a ghost under the scale that Mietz turned over was Trude's work.

"What! Don't stand up to yourself, Mietzs!"

Phyton, who was hit by an arrow, flapped his wings in search of the man who attacked me.

Then several silver arrows crossed the night sky.

Most of them were combed by the hard scales of the beast, but the last one was stuck in Pitton's mouth.

(chuckles) (chuckles!

"Yeah, come on, Bjam!"

Phyton broke the arrow with blood-shed slurping. Masu's black eyes glistened with flesh. Trudeh did not tremble at all and raised Ether's spirits.

"Let's share this time! Wait, Onyx!"

"Oh, come on, brother!"

Little Trude pulled out a sword by covering his cousin from the left, and on the right side of the archer, Isiel showed a bright sword.

Behind them, four archers settled down and renewed their arrows.

It was Trude's archer tank, which took a step back after the turret broke. They were all knights and were able to conduct ethers on silver arrows.

The priest's eyes met briefly. Isiel, who asked nothing, just said what he needed.

"Sir, the other one will be me and Lord Trude."

Even though [Ether Sensing] must have felt the high level of death, Isiel's voice was unmoved, and his tone was firm.

On the wall, Raisa stood up and encouraged soldiers and rank-and-file knights.

The crying Bastard Sword wore a golden ether and shone like a torch. Numerous combat experiences were buried in each of her tests.

The shadow spider disappeared without a sound just by rubbing against Lisa's black.

In step with her, Chelsea also carried out a spectacular inspection, cutting down the rushing beasts three or four at a time.

Lysa and Chelsea were well matched in that they were on the front line without sparing their bodies.

"You're a good girl!"

"Sir Lysa is the one!"

The oil swells, the fire burns.

Shouts and encouragement follow.

The isolated citadel and the morale of the soldiers were endlessly high.

In the duke's bedroom, where one side of the wall was torn off, everything that happened in the fortress was seen at the same time. In this overall view, Clay thought.

What do you mean poor northern lands? He gives the archers some kind of mana stone silver arrow, and no matter how much money he makes, he'll be hard-pressed....’

It's not a time to think about something else, but I have to think about something else to calm myself down.

Holding on to the doorknob, Clayo was desperately circulating the ether.

Because of the treatment of Melchior just before, there was a lack of ether residue no matter what magic he tried to use.

In front of him, Theo Tristane, whose eyes all turned black and blood lines were black, or Masu Grendel, who wore the flesh of the Duke of Tristane in the past, was showing his true teeth.

'He's never been in the manuscript. This is not happening again, damn it.'

It was like a lake in the queen's garden. All the hidden bosses in were troublesome, filthy strong.

If I could run away, I would have run away earlier. The problem was that the building shook and the door frame twisted and the entrance could not be opened.

I kicked it several times, but it wasn't a chance. The Sakaman old wooden door was as hard as steel. Clayo's power without magic was weak.

Tasserton, who has already used the [Wall of Advancement] several times to catch Pitton, will never have enough ether residue.

"Thatserton is strong, but I don't think he'll be a match for a monster who uses Sword Master's powers.’

Tasserton's shoulder was soaked in blood from the wound that Pitton had made. He stood in front of Grendel, regardless of his wounds.

Behind his back was a Melchior.

The back of the knight, who would never back down even if he sacrificed his life, seemed as firm as a mountain.

That's a lot of loyalty. But loyalty alone is not going to stop him."

As soon as he picked up the prophecy, Grendel, who had been drawing Ether out of the bend, lurched as if he were measuring the opponent's ability, and confronted Tasserton closely.

'Ether... I need to collect some more ether.’

Finally, Masu's thin lips, which grasped Tasserton's skills, were torn apart and stretched out on both sides. Grendel, who revealed his new mouth, was smiling.

Clayo desperately carried out his defensive magic. I felt sick from lack of ether.

Grendel, who split into six separate bodies, rushed this way. They smashed walls and floors to fly the black flag.

Tasserton also used his long limbs and strong physical strength to cut through the skinny figures, but it was too much to deal with more than one.

Kaka kaka ka kaka kakang!

Chae Chae Chaeng!

Tasserton had four brothers, and Clayo had only two, but it was not easy to stop.

A series of eight-level attacks came as if they were beaten even if they blocked a few shots. Clay held the Wand, unable to stop the soaring nosebleed.

It was unintentional, but within Clayo's defense magic, Melchior was also inside.

Not all, but the left arm and one leg were vaguely out of the circle, and the blood was separated by Grendel's Sakaman sword.

It would not be enough for any man to faint, but Melchior stood up on the floor, slowly moving his arms and legs.

He just stood upright and stared at Grendel, who was about to put a sword in the neck of Tasserton.

Suddenly the promise moved.

At one glance, a long message lit up a dark night that could not even be read out.

[Unique Skill: 'Rescue of Liver Wave'

- Eyes that see the nature of the target.

- Allows users to understand the true intent of the skill application they face to face. Add-ons allow you to view history, status, and history.

-The user will exercise direct physical force on the □□ to which the skill is applied…

User: Melchioriothe other side of the other

Duration: fi

Number of times add-ons are available:

Add-on "pure" n times

Add-on fififi...

* Unable to check due to insufficient intervention of the following narrative.]

Would the degree of intervention in the narrative exceed 30 percent? A much more detailed message came to mind than when I first saw it. Clayo put his tongue out.

'It's just a trick, and it's an add-on to it...!’

Before I knew it, all of Grendel's alter ego disappeared.

In Melchior's gaze, there was only one Grendel, who held high the ephod that had flown to the guard.

The skill, Melchior's way of looking, has power and authority. It's not abstract, it's substantive.

Tasserton looks at that fear in a curious passion.

In the meantime, wounds and bleeding that prove a man to be a human are inflamed by the knight's anger. Tasserton, who threw up blood as a sign of Ether exhaustion, put the sword into the heart of his father's body without hesitation.

Ooddeuk.

Even while his ribs were broken by the ruthless sword, Grendel, who was overpowered by Melchior, couldn't move and spilled only black water around his eyes.

After a short breath in the tension, Clayo suddenly realized something strange.

How come Grendel hasn't had any ether reactions?’

Every mana has a mana stone core.

Barg had eyes of both heads, and Phyton felt an ether core in the right heart, even in the middle of the lake, where it was submerged under the water.

Why can't he get the nukes?’

In general, the heart or eyes of the beast were nuclear. Tasserton must have fought according to that principle.

As soon as Tasserton's sword penetrated Grendel's [hardening] and penetrated the blue-gold sword to the back of it, the boy's voice crossed the thick wall.

"Ray! Stay there!"

"Come on…."

Was he able to hear that hopeless answer?

The warped bedroom door burst out.

Quay!

At the same time, Tasserton divided Grendel into diagonal lines. The upper chest with the left arm and the head rolled on the floor, and the waist and feet with the right arm fell in the opposite direction. It was the result of a combination of terrible power and sword.

As if the gold system of Melchior had been lifted as the body broke in half, the body of the two-parted beast began to struggle frantically.

Arthur, who ran into the Duke's bedroom, immediately found Clayo and stopped him from the body of the fluttering beast.

"Are you all right, Ray? Are you okay?”

The youngest prince who said so was a mess.

A blood-stained head, a coat thrown off somewhere, torn sleeves and a sweatshirt.

At the boy's eyes, which looked almost green with mixed worries and passion, Clayo couldn't respond.

Crazy Arcade!

I could see it over Arthur's shoulder.

Twenty mercury-like sticky ether flowed from Grendel's body, which was in two, and his missing limbs and neck sprang up in a flash.

It was different from Lee Hyung-hwa.

It was just two Grendels.

'...Grendel's mana stone is mercury!’

Clayo couldn't even speak properly.

"Hey, back..."!

I couldn't get myself together.

Melchior used his skill again. The message of "promise" made me blind.

It was only a few seconds, but two grendels, now without even a sword, stopped with a torn mouth.

The message of "promise," which was belatedly recognized, was all a warning.

Melchior's unique skills overloaded.

Blood mixed over the prince's white cheek, and tears turned bright red. It was an ominous sight as if the statue of the Virgin Mary was bleeding.