An A-Ranked Adventurer’s ‘Slow-living’ - 84 Two people who are definitely different

I rush to the Zoac holding a jet-black sword and swing the sword.

Slash down using the energy of whole body muscles. Zoac is avoided by shifting the body sideways. I chase Zoak’s neck with a sword in an arc as if chasing there.

As the silver sword cut into the neck of Zoak, Zoak’s arm moved sharply and played.

He tries to push it in with force, but Zoac happily distorts his expression as he steps back with power.

“That’s good! I know my strong will to kill me and save a woman!”

Fighting, Zoak laughing happily, even though he was killing each other, was uncomfortable and unbearable.

An important person was involved in the opponent’s own convenience and was hurt. Just thinking that way, anger like hot magma springs from the back of my chest.

“What happened!”

In order to defeat the enemy in front of me, I simply pull the sword without forcing and move on to the next attack.

The motion of the attack is as small as possible, but the sword speed is faster than ever.

Opponents don’t wear tough scales or skin like demons. With this sword, it would cut as much paper as ordinary paper.

So you don’t need to focus more on the attack, it just fires at a high speed with minimal movement and only hurts your opponent.

I release fires while consciously flowing. He keeps aiming at Zoak’s wrists, flank, thighs and nape.

However, Zoak is a professional in interpersonal combat. I understand my aim exactly and play it with my jet-black sword.

Zoak’s expression showed emotions like the exaltation of battle, but he was extremely calm in his sword.

I pretend that I’m aiming at Zoak’s arm and see a down shot that changed trajectory along the way.

Zoac defended without any delay, despite the delay.

I anticipated the movement, and I pulled my downed sword lightly and aimed a little right from the center of Zoak’s body, and fired a sharp piercing sight.

“Hah!”

Release the fastest thrust with the energy of twisting the body while leaking a short screaming voice.

A jet-black sword whose body was rigid and leveled to catch my downstroke. It is difficult to shake and avoid the body because it aims at the axis of the body.

“……sweet”

When Zoac’s low voice was heard, the jet-black sword was moving alongside the silver sword.

Then, a thrust aimed at Zoak’s chest is pounded from the side.

“That!”

With Zoak’s powerful playing, my posture slightly collapsed.

“Now are you going from here?”

Zoak can’t miss my chance. I saw a black glow in my sight that jumped up here. I’m half-intuitive, twisting to take advantage of the collapsed position.

Then, the next moment, my skin was scooped with a thin skin and a black and cold thing passed by.

There was a sound like air being cut off at my ear.

It feels like a warm thing flowing from the thin neck.

I judge that I shouldn’t stay in this position, and I stepped back to throw myself away.

Standing up fast and ready to suspend the sword, Zoac was approaching in front of me.

Zoak’s black sword attacks as if dancing.

I mobilize my experience and play, parry and avoid Zoak’s feinted attacks. However, Zoak’s swordsmanship was very skillful, with all of his gaze, arm movements, and velocities being very sophisticated.

It’s the same fighting method I’ve been aware of, but it’s an interpersonal combat technique that goes far before me.

The swordsmanship of Zoak’s bargaining shifts predictive defenses and avoidance, gradually damaging my body.

Of course, I don’t just defend. I’m also hitting the counter here to block out Zoac’s attack, but it doesn’t reach.

My attacks didn’t reach Zoac, and Zoak’s attacks hurt my body.

“… Look at your body”

Zoac talks to me when I’m close. The voice seemed somewhat discouraged and seemed to blame me.

Perhaps because my body was slashed by Zoac, my skin and armor and the clothes underneath were cut open, and blood was flowing from everywhere.

A battle that is exactly the opposite of the battle two years ago.

Two years ago, it didn’t prevent my attack so cleanly. Zoac’s attack was managed more easily.

The reversal of competence is not simply because I haven’t trained for more than six months, but it’s likely that Zoac’s own endless efforts have been the result.

If you look at the Zoac manipulating the sword like your own arm, you know.

For Zoac, however, discipline is a matter of course, and he seems to be worried about the situation that is turning too far.

“Your attack hasn’t arrived, my attack has been ruthlessly chopping you. If you were two years ago, this wouldn’t have happened. This is your end as a villager.”

Zoac says with a frustrated voice somewhere.

“…………”

I certainly feel sorry for the words, but I do not regret.

I came to this village, met with warm people, and found real happiness by spending time with my favorite people.

So if I ever lose to Zoak and die, I’m not ashamed of being a villager in Nordende.

I think from the bottom of my heart as I look at Flora, which has been fainted by the shock of her cheeks.

Whether she doesn’t like me, Zoac looks down here with a cold gaze.

“… I thought that if I felt the difference in ability so far, I thought I would inspire more, but it seems different. Aldred, apparently you seem to be quite understandable, probably because of that woman. I know that there are many men who drown in women, but that’s not what you do. ”

Zoac looks at Flora, telling him to dump.

It’s good to blame me for retiring an adventurer. It is regrettable to be able to realize that his arm has fallen in this way, but he can bear it.

“Did you be deceived by the incense? Did you fall in love gently when you lost your purpose? If this kind of woman would have dumped the royal capital, would you? It is wrong to throw away-”

However, I couldn’t resist being fooled by my important person.

I can’t allow Flora’s feelings from nine years ago, but only a curse that defiles her life.

“Can I kill the woman to get you back like she was?”

Besides, kill my important person …?

“Don’t be joking!”

With a surprisingly heavy and cold voice, my body was thin in front of Zoac.

It was no longer the first burning anger. The current anger is surprisingly cold. We will build up a way to kill Zoak clearly and calmly, without being influenced by one emotion.

Zoak was surprised at my speed and hurriedly set up a jet-black sword.

I don’t mind it, just cut straight from the front with a sword.

It is not a common practice for human opponents, but a powerful and powerful blow. That’s how you swing your sword when you’re dealing with a tough monster.

Naturally, the motion gets bigger, and Zoac plays it very easily, evading in steps.

But I do not move.

All you have to do is think that your opponent has become an agile and humanoid monster. Few monsters have completely different body structures and thinking circuits that behaved as expected from the beginning.

I do not panic and instantly swing the sword to the evaded Zoac.

“Now !?”

Astonishingly, a straight line runs from Zoak’s cheek with his left eye stripped, and red blood scatters.

If you think calmly, this monster has more blind spots than ordinary people with right eyes. I didn’t know that I wasn’t attacking it.

There is a soft part somewhere as long as any living thing is alive. It is not ashamed as an adventurer to defeat the demon by piercing there.

I’m bad because I was playing on the ring that my opponent was good at.

I slip into the place where Zoak’s right eye becomes a blind spot.

Naturally, Zoak, who knows his weaknesses, swings his sword in such a way as to keep me out of the blind spot. Nagging to secure your time. I approached without dreading it, rather jumping from myself. He beat himself at the last minute and slashed Zoak’s right thigh as he passed.

“Guu!”

As Zoak moans slightly, I stand on the ground with one hand and use the momentum to get up.

At that moment, a dagger thrown from Zoac was approaching, so lightly swing the sword and flip it off.

I do not rest the opponent as it is, but once again slash into Zoac.

Swing his sword in an arc to the right eye, the blind spot of the opponent, and then interleave several feints in a row to aim for the blind spot.

Are you upset with a style that fights with my suddenly strange monster? Either way, Zoac hasn’t responded to my attack.

Each time I swing the sword and hit the counter, Zoak’s body is slashed and sheds red blood.

“Ha … haha!” What’s this ?! It’s not like it was before! It’s a different way of fighting two years ago! This is how A-rank adventurer Aldred fights! The man who even defeated the dragon that was said to be a disaster …! This is your true way of fighting! ”

As he cuts his sword, Zoac screams in a voice full of excitement.

I will not answer it. If you have time to move your mouth, you should swing your sword a little faster. That energy should be used for battle.

Just because the other person talks doesn’t make sense.

I keep waving my sword silently. A silver sword and a jet-black sword painted on each other’s blood collide with each other, echoing a high-pitched sound in the forest.

“Your skill and experience collide! I will cut and slash each other! Yes! I wanted to fight like this Aldred!”

Blood is flowing from Zoak’s body, and he may even be one of the ingredients that excites and exalts. She begins to slash while showing her white teeth to enjoy this situation.

Whether Zoac has begun to understand my fighting style and feints, it’s less likely that he will be attacked. I’m slashed many times, probably because I’m not fully compatible with Zoak’s personal combat style.

The fight between one assassin and one former adventurer was a frustrating, savage battle that cuts each other’s bodies and kills lives, as Zoaac wants.

Still, Zoac laughs happily. By contrast, I had a cold look.

“” Huh ……… Huh … ”

Eventually, the performances of the two blood begin to end.

Physical movement is poor, probably because of too much blood from each other. And breathing up.

“Kuhahahaha! Fun! Fun! Aldred!

“… Do you know such a thing?”

She vomits at Zoac with a laugh.

I can’t understand at all. For me, fighting is just an action to live, not a worthwhile life.

My purpose now is to live calmly with my loved ones in the village of Nordende.

We’ve also lived in battle, but the fundamental difference was crucial.

“… the next and last”

“… Oh, that’s what I want.”

When I ask him to hold his sword and stare, Zoac also responds with his jet-black sword.

The sun that illuminated us has already tilted and is now faint and dark by the shadows of trees.

The leaves sounded so as to make the leaves of the trees buzzing.

A leaf of a tree flows between our glaring eyes, and each other disappears from sight.

With that as a signal, we were stepping on at the same time.

A silver blade and a jet-black blade that are played in a slow world.

The shots of each other were reaped as they reaped their lives.

A slashing line runs deep into Zoak’s chest, and a large amount of blood spouts and falls down on his back.

On my side, looking down, was a wound cut by a jet-black blade. Blood gradually comes out, but it is not deep enough to die, but I can not be alert from the amount of whole body bleeding …

I head under the fallen Zoac, distorting my face with full body pain.

The surrounding area was full of blood, and Zoak’s complexion was pale. The sword fell from the right hand, and it looked into the sky and looked up at the sky with hollow eyes.

It turns out that I can’t move anyway, but I ask my question while holding my sword stubbornly.

“… Where is Flora’s antidote?”

“… I’m so sick, in the porch on the left waist …”

To my succinct question, Zoac straightforwardly told where to find antidote.

I look around the porch on my left waist while keeping my sight in view so as not to miss the behavior of Zoac.

Then there was a small bottle with a green liquid inside.

This is probably an antidote.

But is this really an antidote to cure Flora?

What if this was poison? What if Zoac was lying? I was scared just by thinking.

“… I can’t be upset with just a light poison. Is it still the man who killed the dragon and defeated me?”

“What is it?”

“… I told you, she just used it to make you serious, she didn’t die from poison, she just got numb and tired, and even the detoxifying herbs there Heal enough. ”

“What is it?”

I’m surprised at the fact that Zoak’s slowly speaking.

In other words, Flora won’t die from poison! ? I mean, I was just danced to get the battle Zoac wanted.

That doesn’t mean Zoak’s behavior is acceptable, but if that were the case, it would be a bit crazy.

“Haha, I really like that woman. Just drinking a light poison wouldn’t be so upset …”

Zoac, sleeping on his back, laughs with a smile.

It wasn’t just a smile as excited as before, but a natural smile of Zoak’s original.

I’m ashamed of being teased, holding a bottle of antidote and seeing Flora tied to a tree and fainting.

If you look closely, the flora’s complexion is a little worse, and it doesn’t seem so serious. In addition, the shoulder opening slashed with the poison dagger seems to have cut at least the skin without being unnecessarily slashed.

A man named Zoak is not a waste or a guess like a thug or criminal who is everywhere. Even when I took flora and lured me out, the surrounding villagers tried to keep me from getting involved, and I never planned to kill me with the flora as a shield.

He doesn’t call others and attack with multiple people, nor assassinate or poison.

I just wanted to have a rematch with me seriously as I said.

In light of that, I felt credible about that part of Zoac.

I release and hold the flora tied to the tree.

He may have started to lose his health due to the poison, or has been sweating a little cold, but his breathing has calmed down.

“Hey, Flora. It’s an antidote. Drink me.”

Trying to bring the bottle closer while tapping the cheeks does not respond to the flora.

I had no choice but to put the antidote in my mouth and let the flora take the antidote by mouth transfer.

“………”

When you press your lips gently to kiss, Flora spills a slight voice.

Did Flora move her lips slightly open, moving her lips, so I pour the antidote into her mouth.

Flora slowly swallowed the antidote.

“Hmm, hmmm”

While screaming a bit bitter.

I was relieved to let Flora take the antidote and exhale.

Anyway, this is finally safe.

I look at the safe flora and relax my expression.

Then I let Flora lean against the trees and walked towards the fallen Zoac.

Is it because blood has flowed considerably? Zoac’s complexion turned pale and his breath of breath was leaking.

I knew from the state at the time of the slash, but it was no longer useful.

Even if a wizard like Kourne cast a healing spell, he had lost too much blood.

As Zoak breathes weakly, he slowly spins words.

“… Well, Aldred. Am I strong?”

“… Oh, Zoak was the strongest swordsman I’ve ever fought.”

As I lied true, Zoac relaxed to his satisfaction.

“……Really”

Zoac, who left his words satisfactorily, did not breathe or speak anymore.