Chapter 521

Chapter 521: The dance of the brave

Will there be 20 metres of space to be said to be the castle’s backyard?

It was plenty of room for the two swordsmen to play a practice game, but when two people do something as mobile and offensive as Naia, it can also be considered a bit of an uneasy size.

If I get too much momentum or blow up, I think I’m going to stick it in the walls of the castle or fall into a river under a cliff.

but behind my casual worries like that, Naia stood in the center of it gently waving a bladed sword for practice.

The opposing Miss Beatrice has a slightly older but more common Great Sword in her hands.

“Don’t you use a Grave like an Event”

“I can’t use that without enough arm strength and weight.”

“I see.”

Naia nodded not even looking interested.

Beatrice Tregia is an arm boosting bracelet… It seems like a warrior with extreme power fights due to an ancestral heritage called the “Neptune Wheel”. There’s no such thing as an item, but I’ve never heard many items that would constantly increase power just by wearing them. Magically, temporarily, but the battlefield landscape is likely to change dramatically again when there are items that can always be enhanced.

“Mr. Beatrice, was it? … Let’s give you three chances”

Naia put up her sword by saying that to the outskirts.

“… what?

Beatrice looks surprised.

“Are you going to be able to afford it? You want me to punch you in three times?

“No way. If you get hit with a big guy like that, you’ll get scratched in the armor.”

Naia gently holds the hat and suddenly disappears.

And stick your sword down your throat before Beatrice waves the Great Sword in any way.

“Three times, it’s a right to die. Now once.”

“Kuh…… kidding!

The Great Sword is wielded.

The flash, wielded at a speed as if the Auga had swung, still never reached Naia.

Already at that moment, we are fleeing in the direction and in between where the sword flashes become completely out of view.

I was showing an overwhelming speed difference, even though I was equipped with the never light armor I made.

“… you sound like Special Agent Becker 100.”

When I squeal bossy, Brian Luo, the natural perm I’ve been hearing nearby, looks like he might be interested.

“Is there a warrior in the outside world who can move like that?”

“I am…. or even faster than Naia without that armor”

“Right. I mean, isn’t someone named Beatrice a little dull on the reflex nerve?”

“… will not fall behind the demon opponent.”

To Tess’s point, Brian Luo looks a little complicated.

For once, Miss Beatrice is pretty fast, too, on a general level.

But I know from Tess that it’s a level where you can see gaps. Of course I won’t be able to fathom at all, but my eyes are getting fat for what I see in the long run.

The time difference between checking Naia’s appearance and hitting her is, if you say so, a common ace night level. I guess the offense is just right, but that can’t even be Naia.

“No kidding!

“Do we have to storm in this time? I didn’t know I could use one of the sonic shoots.”

“I don’t want anything like that!

“I’ll cry when the vendor hears…. Yes, the second time”

Naia slaps Beatrice’s head with a flat sword as she engages in an attack.

“Yes, the blade muscle is standing! That’s not how you die. No!

“… Beatrice, that’s impotent.”

Brian scratches into a cold sweat mixture.

Naia sighed.

“Suit armor is complete, right?”

And say a word to Beatrice. Divine speed and flesh thin.

“Knock… oh, my!!

Beatrice just tried to shake the sword up again, shaking the sword boom.

… It looked like one action, but when I see where I’m back before the setup shakes, do I shake it at least twice?

And Miss Beatrice was blowing brilliantly into the sky.

I manage to see my upper body armor scattered in the air.

“Huh… it makes me impotent!

Brian flies out in a dash and throws a buzz of chains at Miss Beatrice, who has drawn a parabola on a course that is about to fall under the valley.

It twists like a creature in the motion at his disposal and wonders if he has stunningly wrapped it around Miss Beatrice’s leg, as it were, being pulled like a doll and falling into his arms.

Only the Great Sword fell into the valley.

“Brilliant.”

“Ooh.”

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Me and Tess get impressed.

“Three times. … what I did was a little annoying”

It was Naia who completely destroyed Miss Beatrice with one hand, holding her hat to the end.

I mean proper or whatever……

“Wow! Mr. Naia’s sword is still artistic!

Richard Grance, the new flash rider, ran over to Naia looking thrilled.

“I thought I’d make up for it next, but now you’re just going to be ashamed in front of the king”

Mr Herman of Kowamote is in such a condition as taking off his hat.

The liners and the silver dragons didn’t even look so funny, and Brian lay Beatrice on the lawn softly… No, Beatrice jumped up surprisingly well.

“Don’t be ridiculous! You know…”

“Come on, Beatrice. You are overwhelmingly weaker than she is. You’ll see.”

“I was just alarmed!

“If you’ve been caught off guard three times in this short time, you’re not for the brave.”

“Ugh…”

Beatrice looks remorseful in tears.

And King Jeddah, who saw the battle, slapped his hand with a thin laugh.

“Hey, brilliant. That’s Naia. That power is a shame… it’s a shame the flash rider has already moved to the next generation. No, Richard, I’m not saying you’re short.”

…………

It just didn’t seem like he was going to use Naia again.

“I wonder which is stronger than the liner…… the liner is stronger than the dragon right?

“Ha. All, I’m not saying, if it’s one-on-one”

And Princess Sterna, who also looks innocent. If you think about it carefully, you’re in a pretty important place, so I don’t feel any evil or intent at all, even if I might be as cautious as King Jeddah in his words and actions.

If this is a fake against us, it’s quite an actor… hmm.

“So who’s stronger than that Andy or you?”

And I’m freaked out because I’ve been waving that story with the same tension.

“Well, I didn’t compare forces.”

Niya, and a laughing liner. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

“I didn’t follow the dragon with my arm. If you beat each other up, you won’t have to compare them, you’ll have a strong liner.”

Just fly the white flag.

“Really? Then how did you get the dragon?”

A princess staring at this one strangely.

“Talk longer, but that’s what dragon riders are for”

I’m desperate to tease.

Really… you haven’t thought about it, have you?

The question itself is supremely natural, but very creepy.

Princess Elf of beauty, but I found no wonder and no charm whatsoever from her.

I just felt heterogeneity.

(cont ‘d)