The Spearmaster and the Black Cat

Everyone but Ragren today, we're going to pick it up.

Apparently Ragren is busy hunting for prey.

that the master take the lead and go down the cliff, for a few hours.

The place reached over time was a natural place.

Scaffolding is soft soil.

There are many irregularities, but shapely grasshoppers bloom.

It was full of beautiful air.

River spirals and birds were also heard.

Makes my heart feel healed......

Nice breeze too......

Creeks also flowed within sight...... grasshoppers were creating lush ridges.

The river water is transparent and truly beautiful.

As anyone would think, this is a naturally privileged natural repository of materials.

Edible grasshoppers and oil seeds, stems that become strings, stems that produce herd blue, deep-green herbs, grasses that become ingredients for soap in vanilla, poisonous grasses that do not touch, etc.

These natural benefits become an indispensable part of Goldiba's life.

and was briefed by his master while collecting.

And then, by the ear, "Thanks to you, I can carry a lot." Rabbi smiled at me.

Where such grasshoppers thrive, keep harvesting......

My master,

"I'm going to see it because there are signs of monsters up front. I'm asking you to stay here."

And, head forward.

When Black Cat (Lolo) also sounds, he leaves me and follows his master.

When the master found out that the black cat had come to his side, he shouted, "Now we can hunt with the Divine Beast," and was delighted to dye his cheeks red.

Mr. Rabbi had a slightly frightened look on his face.

"Be careful ~"

And, I throw my words at my master's back, and then I glance over at me and Lefa.

A woman with a beautiful smile.

"Let us hasten our sampling"

"Yes. I'll do my best"

"Yeah, so much so that you can't beat your mother, I'll take it"

At that rate, we are silently collecting grasshoppers where they thrive.

There are also flowers similar to morning faces, purple sunflowers.

Twisted and blossoming, some tearful flowers.

I become obsessed with collecting flowers while loving them.

So over time, me, Mr. Rabbi and Lefa were a little further apart from each other.

In that case,

"Ca-"

- Hmm?

The screams of the refa echo from behind.

Turning around, the green crawl was caught in Lepha's leg and lifted into space.

- Ugh, what the hell.

Follow the green crawl (grunt) tip tangled in the leg of the refa......

It was connected to a plant monster with red and black giant lips on his head.

Beneath the red and black giant lips was a thick, trunk-like crawl, with countless green tentacles stretching in all directions from branches grown from the trunk.

The tentacles of that plant can also be seen on the feet of the octopus.

I don't have a suction cup.

With that in mind, I react immediately...

Towards the captured refa - ran.

Shake the black spear vertically with a slight jump -.

A black spear smashes his tentacles.

He succeeded in cutting off in the air the tentacles that were entangled in Lefa's feet.

Catch the refa falling free from the tentacles, leaping in the air -.

Hold the refa, kick the ground hard and forward.

Take a distance from the monster...

"Lefa, are you okay?

"Yeah, when I got grabbed, it tingled,"

smile to reassure the refa,

"Then stay here, I'll take that monster down -"

Turn your heels back and head towards the monster with the red and black giant lips.

The monster (Lip Obnoxious) releases a green crawl when I approach it.

A succession of spreads grew like whips.

Pay off the impending green spreads with black spears, slash them, and drop a few spreads to the ground.

The slashed tentacles shrivel slightly as soon as they fall to the ground.

Lip obfuscation has continued, releasing massive amounts of green spreads.

The crawl wraps around and becomes a thick line and approaches me.

I tried to avoid it but it has unexpectedly high tracking performance.

Do it hard - and hit him with a black spear to lift the thick green crawl.

The thick line was cut and scattered, but the green line was finally stretched from the main body.

That looks like a little bit of a struggle.

There comes the Black Cat (Lolo) and the Master back.

"Shuya. Sorry I'm late."

"Master!"

"Wha."

"There were more than one wolf. Thank you for helping Refa."

"No - and the refa?

A green tentacle approached me while I was talking.

Cut and drop the green tentacles with the black spear.

"I'm fine. Rabbi's watching the refa. Focus on him now. His name is Zekresia. Just fine. Kill him alone. Dear God Beast. You can't help me."

"Ng, ha."

Black Cat (Lolo) was responding with her ears recessed.

He wants to help.

"I'll try. Lolo, look at this, huh?

This seems to be part of the training as well.

I'm relieved my master is back.

Calm down and turn your cold eyes towards the monster.

Red and black giant lips move up and down like they talk about something.

Gather the green tentacle spreading (Tsukuba) in the lower body….

Its lower body makes a lulling noise and waves.

When the green tentacles crawled, they slowly moved forward.

That cramp is not growing indefinitely.

The number is decreasing.

So let's chop him up.

- It's piercing from the front.

The green tentacle crawled on me running.

While running, with the image of hooking and slashing its tentacles, move the tip of the black spear as if ∞ -.

Chop up the tentacles.

Additionally, a dash to the body of the monster (lip obsession).

He approached while maintaining a forceful forward leaning position.

- There was an impending sharp crawl escaping the spear movement.

The cheeks and arms are cut and the pain runs.

but I don't mind.

Stuffed up with a monster (lip obnoxious).

At that moment, when I fell within the control of the spear, I spun my body around like a pawn (with a toenail rotation) and at the same time fixed the black blade of the black spear horizontally to the root of the red and black lips.

Successfully tapped off the roots of red and black lips.

Rotating strike, powerful horizontal giraffe shape.

When the giant lips slightly cut to the ground fall so slightly, they shrivel and wither as they discolor to brown.

"Well done. Attack with claw tip rotation. You can tell me the results of Chasing Prisons are coming out."

"Brother Shuya, that's cool -"

"Oh..."

Mr. Rabbi had taken me near him. He hugged me to punch me in the face while Lefa ran.

That's where the sampling ends for this day.

We were to return to Goldiba early.

But since then, Refa has been perfect for me.

He comes to wake me up early in the morning like every day, and he tells me to play.

Sometimes I didn't just play, but I took him on a troublesome consultation.

The refa arrived earlier this morning.

"Brother Shuya. Play."

This is it first thing in the morning, like that.

"Don't tell me, okay? Follow me."

What? And I wanted to train the spear, but I'm going to follow the refa patiently. We descended several ladders and proceeded through the mountains that were critical.

The place guided by Refa is a place with natural playthings with great views.

A plaything is a natural slide with a loose slope of about eighty to hundred meters. The water is flowing well and the waterfall pot is deep beneath.

Find a place like this often.

To hear the story, Refa seemed to be playing on various playgrounds when he saw the gaps between Ragren and Grandpa Achilles and walked out of there.

"Go ahead. Slip through here."

Refa took advantage of the water momentum and slipped as she held both arms and aligned her small legs. I'm falling dobong in a waterfall kettle.

Is that okay?

"- Pugh, stay in Shuya. - Come on."

Look, the refa looks fine.

Well, I'll try too.

Enjoy the slide in the same way.

I was worried about my ass, but I was worried.

My butt slips with water. Slip. Is that a water slider?

My groin is soggy and grumpy. My legs snapped and my balls snapped. Gyu ~ - Wow, maybe it's fun.

That's how I stuck it in the waterfall pot.

"Haha, great water jumped ~"

"Ha, I'm sorry about that. But this is fun, huh?

"Ugh."

"But in a place like this, there would be a danger of monsters..."

"Yeah, well, it was in a monster like Sara. But, you know, I'm fast, so I'm fine. It's always hard, and the samurai just throw weird things at me."

I get a little angry when I hear that.

"That's dangerous. You can't do that."

"Eh, even Brother Shuya, that's what I'm saying..."

"That's right. Monsters are dangerous. But I'll keep my word, so be careful."

"Yeah, really, to your dad, it's Si ~, right?

Refa appealed to him to keep his finger on his small mouth and keep it to himself.

After that, I was pushed again and again to make secret promises.

On a different day, she secretly peeked into my training with my master and asked me if I was imitating it.

Something else about my father's hunt for Ragren......

Fine, I was doing some bluffing.

I've kept an eye out, but he can't help but want to try his own bar.

♪ I want to get better ♪

And I was a little anxious about the future of this kid about how he was going to talk to me with a serious face.

My inner sympathy is that Ragren is going to have a hard time, too.

I talked to him about myself.

I was having a great time becoming an adventurer, a goal, and letting him know about the light liquor beads of Xuan Tree, which is also the purpose of the black cat Rolodine.

Thus, when three months have passed, giving priority to the training of witchcraft.

Finally, it's a success today.

Ugh, a little, touching.

I have to check with Magic Eye first.

I knew it by my senses. It doesn't look normal to give out magic.

Because it emits colorless, transparent magic.

When you check with Magic Eye, you can see that it emits a proper glowing magic.

Again, success!

"Yay, master ooh"

He opened his eyes to see if the black cat sleeping beside him had been surprised by my shout, his back and tail hair upside down as he drifted his tentacles into the universe.

"Oh, Rollo... I'm sorry?

Did the black cat (Rolodine) get angry or run outside?

"Shuya, what's wrong with you shouting out loud?

"The colors have changed. Shh!

"What, you know what... I'd say we did well, but we're still coming. Are you seeing exactly the magic that releases outside?

"Yes. I kept the magic fight in my eyes and saw it right. Was it Magic Eye?"

- Okay, well, let me see it again.

Master Achilles moved his face vertically and gave instructions.

"Yes, I'll try"

Focus on your eyes...

Magic emanates from my arms.

And I could clearly see a single gizzard line glowing from the tip of my arm.

Stop releasing magic to try.

"Well done, huh? Wizarding, the first stage is successful. Then you're watching my movements. As you refine the drill..."

A small sword and a long sword were dancing around their master.

Master takes the spear back and makes moves similar to Spike. He slashes the sword and the long sword to follow them as they drift into the universe, poking them and repeating the sword strike.

Wow, wow.

The sword and spear attacks combined, a series of strikes with no gaps at all.

"It allows for a continuous strike that feels like The movement of this little sword, I am moving consciously one by one. After many years of practically using the sword to defeat it, performing and continuing to train in the archery of the Flying Sword Stream, he spent 10,000 days training in witchcraft, which allowed him to work out his magic so far.... I know it will take a while, but you can move one knife in the air."

My master is Musashi Miyamoto. Words that make me want to put in a scratch.

Ten thousand days of archery. Right. I need to train more too.

However, I feel that this magic trick has tremendous flexibility, unlike the magic trick that has the shackle of being in the body. Want me to run into some doubts?

"Okay. And I have a question for you."

"Hmm? What?

"As we overlap the drill, we transform this magic of sorcery into a weapon. For example, is it possible to use magic magic with a magic sword weapon that reinforces the image of a blade or something?"

In response to my question, Master Achilles narrowed his eyes and spoke in a feverish way looking at me like, "Ho, have you noticed there?"

"We can do this. Demon fighting is limited because it really has meat and bones. But magic and fairy magic are free to imagine. That's why you can build an image that shapes magic sharply to the actual“ blade ”class? If I say so, I'll have to question it."

Sure, you usually do.

"Sounds difficult."

"Oh, it's not a hard place. If you sleep with the blade or talk and eat at 46: 00, you might be able to. This is half a joke, but it means that you can't have that kind of temper and keep having a strong image."

Heh, isn't that some kind of pervert?

"As it is possible, it will consume a great deal of magic in addition to considerable time and effort. It is not realistic because it is difficult to maintain...... it would be more meaningful to train the actual sword. But this is just a general theory. It might be possible for someone as powerful as Shuya."

Is it possible?

"... right. I don't think I can, but I'll think about it."

"You don't know until you try? Maybe my thoughts are just old. It depends on your imagination."

The master is pointing to his own head.

"Once upon a time, when my master was an adventurer, was there no such user?

"There are no such users. But in this world... I don't know. Maybe I just didn't see him. If there were such a user, the magic would also be invisible. There's no chant or crest..."

"Really..."

If such a user is in the enemy... you have to be prepared.

Or should I go for it?

Spears and magic tricks!

"... a training knife for witchcraft should use this"

Being on track, the master took a knife out of his nostrils and gave it to me.

Its blade is a green knife.

The handles had a cloth wrapped around the glue roll to give it a sense of the year.

"Thank you. I'll try it fast."

Stretch the magic of the exorcism to the knife with an image that releases and lifts magic. But I can't touch it at all. I don't even feel it...

"Do you have any tips?

"Even though I say it anyway, magic moves are those in which personal qualities manifest themselves prominently… Anyway, it's more about concentrating and imagining. That's all I can say. Then I will see the fields. I'll see you later. And... to move on to the next stage, even you absorb quickly, it doesn't seem possible right away. You just have to do it carefully."

"Yes."

That being said, I love training. I will continue to train in witchcraft.

But, as you can see, the knife is not slight at all. In an attempt to move the knife placed on the ground, he quickly continued to release his magic as he chanted his mind.

The next day also witchcraft has no progress at all.

It didn't work, so I was completely rotten...

That night.

Called by Ragren and Master Achilles.

Where I was called, it was always the living room in the dining cabin.

I don't know, I thought, but I figured it out right away. I saw a couple of ceramic goblets on my desk in a barrel and bottle.

"How about Shuya?

I can recommend a liquor ale to Ragren with a liquor bottle in his hand.

"Well, shall we have a drink?

I grab a glass of pottery poured with liquor.

Alcohol or hiccups... what do you care about the first time in another world?

The color is black. Carry a ceramic goblet in your mouth.

"Puha."

At first, I felt uncomfortable that the flavour that leaves a slight flavour behind the loss of carbonation was bad.

But as it passes through my throat, it turns into a strange, clear taste.

The mint flavour is stronger.

Ambient temperature, but the flavor can go unexpected.

This, if you chill with the magic ice of my life...

Mm-hmm. That's okay. This is now......

- It stains my stomach.

I drink alcohol for a long time, and I learn to feel it cross my belly.

- Khuuu.

"What do you say? Now it's Yale you're talking about, you should try this next time."

Ragren spoke with a unique smile on his face, pouring liquor from a different long bottle into a pottery cup, and handing him that cup.

When you look at the color of the liquor, it's red. Smell it and it smells fruity.

It smelled so good that I carried the pottery cup straight to my mouth and drank it all at once.

"Delicious..."

Similar to wine......

It's not sour, it's not persistent.

A mellow flavour......

This could be better if cooled.

So, with life magic, create crisp ice.

I'll put in a grain of ice and drink it...

Oh, chill out. Uh-huh.

"What the fuck? Icey."

"Let me in, too."

The two of them come face to face with a sense of momentum.

Wait a minute. I put ice in it.

The two have a full smile.

"Oh, this is delicious! It's convenient to have water attributes."

Ragren opens his eyes.

"Wow, sure, I try to be cold. Sounds good."

The master was also pleased.

I'm getting tense about the two of them, too.

"It's good."

"Uhaha, it'll be delicious! It's homemade, right?

"That's Raglan's pride in booze. I love this flavor too."

Ragren also drinks up with a slightly bigger goblet.

The master seems a little drunk, too.

Drinking pottery in one hand all the time......

"Really delicious. Raglan gave you this?

I was being a little serious and talking to Ragren.

What the hell brewing method......

Well, there shouldn't be a distillation facility.

You just put it in a pot and fermented it?

So doubtful, Ragren drank the newly poured liquor before

"... To tell you more, it's me and the rabbi, right? Fresh water and herbal grass from Mount Heim. Plus, some secret fruit ingredients and some heated liquids were soaked in a" magic pot bottle "obtained in a deal with an elf to create a" special drink ”. I was hunting today, and I got some of that material, didn't I?

And Ragren, who spoke, laughs at the garlic.

Her face is somewhat red.

Ragren always looked tough, but now he's got a cockroach face where the wind blows and the “super” on him.

I drink alcohol deliciously.

A voice sounds surprised there.

"Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra, Ra?

The woman's stretched surprise voice was Mr. Rabbi.

"Ah... Rabbi -, ha, how about you join us?

Ragren, who was a cockroach, was answering with his eyes closed.

Sweat is dripping on my forehead.

I thought it was hot sweat caused by alcohol, but now it also looks like cold sweat.

"Already... to Grandpa Achilles, to Mr. Shuya... next." Me too. "Mix it from the beginning!

Huh!

"Wow, okay."

"Because the rabbi is strong"

Apparently, Rabbi likes alcohol too......

"Oh, Raglan, watch out for too much drinking, huh? I know I'm glad I got the alcohol ingredients - but this mess, properly, should be cleaned up by morning."

After Mr. Rabbi told him so - he took the goblet Ragren was pouring and about to drink with his thin hand and grabbed it forcefully, he began to drink it very, very luxuriously at once.

Mr. Rabbi, you're surprisingly forceful.

Everyone drinks like this. Mr. Rabbi had brought ingredients like potato sora beans and dried elongated meat from the kitchen.

Are you drunk? Ragren sings something out.

"Wow, god beast, no, no, no. ♪ The last clan ♪"

Glorious. Dwarves are leaving.

Our grieving horns, our scattered flowers.

Glorious, dawn empire. Gordix turns into dust.

We scatter all over the world.

Glorious, forgetful, alive, alive.

This is what the lyrics looked like.

Master Achilles and Mr. Rabbi join together in a heavy bass voice like a bus and baritone multiplied together.

Some nostalgic tune.

I'm drunk, so hard to hear by the way, but it was a decent song.

It's funny again that it subtly changes like an opera from a song like a prelude to a grand fantasy system.

Is that a song passed down to the Goldiba tribe?

Ah, I would have enjoyed it because if I had a guitar I could improvise and match it, but I could play simple classics and folk songs.

Thus, having fun and drinking, at the end of the day, everyone fell asleep, except me.

Sleeping family. The complexion looks happy.

Oh, have I made Master Achilles or Ragren pay attention?

This booze blew everything up and made me feel better.

Thanks.............

Tomorrow morning, Ragren and Master Achilles looked pale and sick because they drank too much.

Damn, I'm totally hungover.

In that regard, Mr. Rabbi is health itself.

Instead of being hungover, he was "healthy, hard and managed to c".

I was mad at Cancún when I saw a desk full of bottles of liquor that I drank up last night. Ragren is apologizing to Mr. Rabbi, even though he looks sick.

The way a macho, muscular man was pissed off by a beautiful luxurious woman looked ridiculously smiling somewhere.

"Shuya, don't you hang over?

That's what I've been talking about, Master Achilles.

It just seemed like he came back from downstairs after feeding the livestock.

"Sounds like it, I was feeling drunk."

"All that drinking, you think you're drunk? Is that one of the benefits of the vampire system? It's okay, I have a bad head right now..."

The master looks weird and holds his head down with his hands.

It's a face I don't normally show. I laugh a little bit.

"Ha ha... Ragren was being scolded by Mr. Rabbi right now, wasn't he?

"Uhm. Rabbi is liquor resistant. No matter how much alcohol you drink, you can't be drunk. Or, clean it up properly! Like, I was just told..."

"... I'll train you before they say anything too"

"Well, I'm in the workshop, and I'm gonna cage myself in to make medicine."

After that, he continued to train mainly in witchcraft while training spears, and the next day he would also train witchcraft, but without progress, after seven days, he did not succeed.

But...

After dinner that day, I see signs during training in a sleeping cabin.

It began with a trivial image.

I go with an image I hold with my hands… releasing magic and spinning things like my hands with magic before I stretch them thinly.

I see it clearly with the Magic Eye that holds the magic in my eyes.

Fine countless demonic rays, shaped distorted hands.

So grab the knife.

"I got it!

Yeah. I could grasp it - but the knife in the magic hand falls right off.

Magic arms, failed to build hands. The image became foggy. The thought of maintaining the image is also difficult, but the magic drains considerably.

Master Achilles said he couldn't do it right away.

Too much to do.

Imagine releasing magic and creating shapes, concentrating. And move......

It was easy to imagine that it would take a tremendous amount of time to use many swords and carry out a series of strikes with a spear like Master Achilles.

But if you manage the fine magic rays in bulk, it's going to be easier when you form them. Can you be surprised?

"This will do the trick."

It's huge I could grab.

Because I've been failing so far...... that's it for today - I went around, twirling, diving from my back to my bunk.

Look up at the ceiling with the feel of the feathers on your back.

"Status"

A transparent window appears in front of me and the status is displayed.

Name: Shuya Kagari

Age: 20

Title: Essi the Divine Beast

Race: Light Demon Lucival

Combat Occupation: Spear Dancer: Chain Use: Apprentice Wizard

Muscle Strength 6.4 - 12.2 Agility 8.1 - 11.3 Health 6.0 - 10.5 Magic 9.1 - 14.1 Dexterity 6.4 - 9.3 Spirit 2.5 - 10.5 Luck 4.0 - 6.0

Condition: Peace

"Skill Status"

Acquisition Skills::::::::::::::::

Permanent Skills:::::::::::::::::

Extra Skills::::::

Skills also increased.

But only spear moves.

The magic is getting relatively high. If you use magic, you'll know it's getting more powerful, but I don't remember magic.

Instead, agility is strangely convincing because I can feel the speed of reaction whenever the number rises and the speed of the body system is increased due to sharp nail tip rotation.

What muscle strength, every time it rises, the black spear is also lightly felt and the power to slap the spear is increased.

I wonder if dexterity has made the handling of fingertips more flexible, and I can really help with the handling of knives and the work of skinning woodworking.

However, it was not possible to acquire the unique skills of woodworking, craftsmanship.

But I can't really tell the health value.

Me, I'm not tired of running... I'm not complaining because my ability to relapse is guaranteed, but, well, the numbers are up, so let's be good.

When I was satisfied with confirming my abilities like that, I meditated on my eyes and fell asleep.

- The next day.

Master Achilles and conduct a simulated battle of spear martial arts as usual.

Today there is always more "Clear in motion”.

Received, returned, dropped, packed, poked, paid, folded and mixed feints - he was doing a fierce spear reward.

The spear-handling arm has risen, or we can bring these sorts of serial strikes into development that can meet in a good way.

The master performs a unique feint using his gaze and rolls out a gibberish from around the left.

Once again, the metal bars of the black spears collided with each other - the black spears were thought to collide with each other, but the master made an unexpected move.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly the master was away and taking about one minute's time for a spear.

What the fuck?

……

Master Achilles' expression didn't change much, and he held the black spear in silence in front of him.

I put the black spear in front of me, too, in a way that goes with it.

The tips form opposite each other, and the swordswallowing atmosphere passes.

At that moment...

A tall metal noise rang in the square, which is a training ground.

That's a bump.

Tanza black spears collided with each other, and the sound of metal could be played.

They collide violently with one and two.

The skill of the < Spike > slightly exceeded that of the Master.

- Chip, my hand is paralyzed by recoil... I wrinkle slightly around my forehead and shake my black spear.

My master naturally won't miss my move.

Master Achilles smiles slightly and says "Holle," a short, powerless word. He jumped lightly as it was and slammed the black spear from the big upper section.

To prevent it, place a black spear on the top, drain the foot and absorb the impact.

I twirled the black spear and tried to deflect the shock.

But still - the moment the black spear collides with the black spear, I lose my shock and get away from the hand holding my own black spear and drop it.

- But this prevented the first shot (first attack).

But the master shows a move that anticipates it.

The first hit of the beating was a faux-like attack.

Master Achilles rotated the black spear vertically, poking the stone bump, the rear of the black spear, all the way up from the bottom, aiming at my jaw - which he manages to avoid by leaning back on his torso - but the master's spear moves are not over yet.

Actually, he circled the spear again, and it was a vertically rotated three-time offense.

Again, the spear tip hits, I can't dodge it in time, and my left shoulder is slashed. He leaks his voice "ghoulishly" into severe pain and is frightened.

The pursuit of the Master is not over yet.

He approaches me with his sliding feet as he rotates his black spear.

Quick left half step forward.

Comma A half-step forward movement of Master Achilles shown during how many seconds.

At first glance, it simply looks......

It was a smooth quality of motion without precipitation.

But half a step forward. But I can tell.

That there is a master awesomeness in walking there -.

A powerful flow travels from the ankle to the arm, and at the end of the day, the force propagates to the black spear. The black spear, which conveys power, produces roar and increases momentum.

By the time I realized, the black spear my master handled was buried in my dovetail. He twists his body and blows it behind him with the noise of the flesh crushing.

"Huh!"

Holy crap... the first one is a faux-flavored streak.

Honestly, I regret it.

Put your regrets on your face and stand up.

"Itata... this, if it wasn't me, you'd be hit in the gut and in the shoulder"

"Well, don't... if it weren't for Shuya, you wouldn't have slaughtered or struck like this in practice, would you? Because your Lord is quick to recover from a deadly attack?

"Well, I'm a vampire."

Even during that conversation, the shoulder wounds were blocked and the belly wounds were gone.

"Not at all, that's against the rules. That makes you stronger."

"You'll be stronger and stronger."

"That's it... let's go"

Severe again, crossing spears with each other.

The master is troublesome because he handles Tanza's black spear on the spindle, but also weaves a different attack - the movement is diverse and makes him look like he's dancing.

I also refer to that motion, every time, I return a spear shot to my master - every time, Master Achilles easily fights back, as he matches my motion. Attack consciousness, speed, and deceptive movement are too awesome. That's the masterful quality of movement in which defense and attack are integrated. Kicking moves, in addition to general, fists, knives, elbows, as well as movements that use them to the shoulders and back.

Reminds me of training using "chasing prisons” for my master's movements.

It repeats the nail tip half a turn and the nail tip rotation freely and freely, causing an attack.

Maybe, he launches an attack like he has eyes on his back. It's like the spear's hands and feet... not chased.

There, the dodgy dull collision sounds.

I blow back again and fall with my ass on the ground.

Master Achilles puts his right shoulder forward and speaks with his back pointed this way as he passes a black spear over his neck and shoulders, like Sudoyamako.

"You're out of balance, are you going to dance?

"Itata, what is it? You're going to have a lot of shock with that back move."

Hey, that was some kind of Chinese martial arts move... I get up and put up the spear again while I talk and think about it.

"Hmm. The spear player. It's called" Right Back Attack, "we're still going."

"Yes."

He also plays metal and highs.

But after that, there will be less metal collisions.

That's because we were moving into a battle where we had physical skills with each other and avoiding each other attacking like we were dancing.

The training lasted every day until the morning sun rose.

This way, I'm sure I'll get stronger.