Chapter 610: 610 End of the War

"Don't grip too hard!"

When I was watching the game, I made snowballs and said to myself. Snowballs that were stiff and hardened to the brink of ice chunks could normally turn into murderous weapons. Especially for our family.

Throwing stones tends to have the image of a slightly dangerous child playing, but it's also powerful enough to kill normally. Of course, there are parts that depend on human ability to throw stones.

However, in terms of ability, there are many humans who can make stones into weapons capable of killing... It goes without saying how dangerous it would be to throw a block of ice with that force.

I put the snowballs I made on the edge of the field, smiling bitterly at all the replies.

It was soon after we started the snowball match. The snowballs flew at such speed that I thought there would be a gust of wind.

Uuuu

I leaned back and barely avoided it. If I hadn't had some combat prowess, I would have finished lightly at this point.

Shit, that was impossible.

It was Helen who said that with a small tongue. My eyes are pretty serious. I quickly picked up the snow beneath my feet as I tried to throw it back.

It's going to collapse if I grip it tightly, so I grab it slightly weaker and throw it with the baseball pitcher's guidelines, but without putting too much force.

The white sphere I released flew towards Helen at a fair speed. It's a lot slower than the one that attacked me earlier. As expected, Helen avoided it.

Oh my God!

However, another white bullet flew away after Helen dodged it. The Samaritan that fired the next bullet from my shadow. It flew like Helen was sucking me in at a pretty fast rate.

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Even if you're a swordsman to a certain degree, you can't beat this two-stage position like that. You should be able to defeat it with a second shot of Samaritan.

However, Helen was not an easy swordsman. The two names "Thunder" showed that they were not Date.

Contrary to her leisurely voice, Helen dodged the snowballs fast enough to think that she could disappear. On top of the accumulated snow, I think I will never be able to do everything in my power, but it is still overwhelming.

Hmm, I guess Helen could have done it by herself.

And I couldn't just pay attention to Helen. The body is large, and although it's disadvantageous in that respect, Anne, with her limbs, also throws quite a few balls.

Riquet and Diana are holding Anne back now, so they don't come to Samia and me much, but there are snowballs flying in and out of Helen's comfort zone.

The girls were losing and throwing snowballs, not to mention the distance and speed. Instead, snowballs sometimes fly, but Krull and Lucy run the land faster, and Hayate and Maribel fly quite sparingly.

All four of them are running around happily and jumping around. Even if they saw this, it was worth the offer.

So, maybe ten or twenty minutes after the start, I avoided Helen's snowballs, and I avoided Anne's snowballs that came ahead.

But what I felt was the impact of something a little heavy on my back. The snowballs hit.

Well, I thought I'd dodged both Helen's and Anne's, and when I looked back, I saw Liddy smiling and nicked.

That's right, she's been waiting so long for a Special Opportunity to disappear.

I raised my hands and walked out of the room, thinking, "Who is the one you shouldn't piss off the most?"

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