Brev is confused when he sees the weapon I gave him.
It's a single iron stick.
But it has a sturdy hook.
"That's a kind of stick. I named him Ten Hands."
"Ten hands?
Yes, ten hands.
Familiar with the epoch, that's it.
"It's sturdy, so you can simply bup it and use it, and you don't have a problem taking the offense. The difference with a regular baton is that you can pinch your opponent's sword in that hook part, or you can snap it."
"Oh, oh..."
"More importantly, a string wrapped around the handle."
"This, the red string? Isn't that just anti-slip?
"If you use it normally, yes. But wherever you want, it's easy to unwind."
"Like this? Oh, that's easy, this is"
Brev stretches and wraps the red string around the pean.
One end of the string is tied in a circle around the buttocks of the ten hands, so it doesn't come off.
"That string, it's actually a snail of a certain plant. Very sturdy. Pulling won't cut a thousand."
"Which...? Humph...! Ugh! This is amazing."
"Brev, give it to me, too. Plump......! Whoa! Can't you do it with my power...!
Hatko and his grandfather pull at will, but they don't even freak out.
That would be so.
Because it's a special plant that Abel has for me.
"With that string, you can either tie someone up, or you can wave a dozen hands, like chain-split copper"
"Simply, for medium-range weapons, can you do it?"
"Later, here's the deal."
When I receive my ten hands, I stand on the wall with the strings untied.
And while I grabbed the end of the string, I stepped on the deck, jumped. I climbed the beam.
Keep pulling the string and the ten hands will be back on hand.
"Can you even do it on a scaffold!
Scaffolding a strapped weapon is something I would do with a ninja knife.
I'm downstairs, rewind the red string.
"And, well, it's a weapon that can do a lot of things. So ten hands."
"Oh, wow! Awesome, Al...!
"Whatever, you should try to develop Brev Stream Ten surgery."
Brev is thrilled, but he kind of feels like a bad salesman.
I don't really think it's that versatile to actually use.
I wonder if it's sophisticated enough to tie it with a strike weapon and a string.
The actual ten hands are a replacement for the police notebook.
... When I look at the shaggy brief, it's hard to get out of the air.
"Al, quick, I want to try it! Hang out with me!
"Eh."
Brev set me up for a mock fight in the garden.
I couldn't say no, probably because of the hindsight that has exaggerated the Ten Hands.
"Actually, I can't use that much," he said in action.
I am firmly armed with leather protective equipment.
Meanwhile, Brev stays dressed as usual.
"Ohh! Call me normally!
He says that with one hand and a smile on his face.
I have a training wooden sword, but if I hit it, I think I'll get hurt.
(I have no choice. If I hurt you, let's use Abel's potion)
I was ready, I was slaughtered.
I've been doing the run-in myself for a long time, and I've been typed in and barebacked, so I can swing it down more beautifully than I expected.
(That's bad, it makes me hurt -!)
That's what I thought.
"What...!?"
How dare you take my slaughter with a ten-handed hook?
"Phew...!
"Wow!
Moment after moment, Brev twists his ten hands.
With my arms stretched out, I collapsed, so I let myself down a lot.
In the meantime, Master Hatko paid for my legs.
The view spins and is slammed to the ground.
"Guh."
The moment I thought my back hurt, Brev's ten hands were hitting my neck.
"Oh, my God."
"Ooh."
Brev pulls me off with one hand. What a power.
"Al, this weapon, it's awesome. Absolutely executive performance, I think. You're free to kill, you're free to kill, you're free."
This guy is using his ten hands ideally......
There's no time play!?
I see my grandfather.
"Brev has a proximity talent. Besides, I'm teaching you this!
Muscle Dharma says something like that, laughing at a cuckoo, or something.
When it comes to fighting a qualitative human being...
Watching my sister run over crying, I shrugged my shoulders.