Chapter 67: 67 [58] Adjustment.txt

The morning after the feast that was so lively.

The fog that contains the magic power peculiar to the Forest of Demon Fog is enveloping the village, but it is not that dark because it reflects diffusely the light of the sun that has begun to emerge.

In such a situation, in the square of the village, there was the figure of Virum, who was already working hard on his training, despite the fact that he had participated in the party until late at night.

Perhaps he is assuming a multi-on-one situation.

They never stay in one place, and their movements, which are reminiscent of a certain kind of dance, are nothing short of brilliant, even as they unleash fist strikes and kicking attacks.

Suddenly, Virum's feet, which were sweating and continuing to train, rose up and changed into several cones and attacked him.

''Oops.''

The unexpected attack left Virum a little baffled, but as soon as he leapt, he put his hand on the side of the cone and twisted his body to land.

However, his successful evasion is short-lived, as he is transformed into a cone of earth around the landing spot, attacking him without pause.

Although Virum was completely blocked from escaping, he raised his leg and slammed it into the earth with vigor.

The kick, which has increased in power more than enough due to body strengthening, easily crushes the ground cone and caves in the ground with its aftermath, engulfing the surrounding area as well.

''...Good morning, Dear sister.''

The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes.

I'm sure you're not the only one. I'm sure you're not the only one. I'm relieved for now.

There must have been some tension there due to the return of Virum, ''Kakka! Radia was standing there, smiling pleasantly and without any sign of offense.

'By the looks of it, you don't seem to have any alcohol left from yesterday, do you?

I'm not going to drink that much. But the wine that Villebosu and the others brought me was quite good. The chief of the Dwarves and merchants, who love to drink, chose it for us.

It's a good thing that you can't get away from it.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

I'm glad you liked it. Then, since there seems to be no liquor left, may I ask you to make a move?

"Well... that's good, because it's been a while since we've had a real fight.

Radia, who was asked by Wyrm to be his mock combat partner, smiled happily while chirping the tip of her long tongue, characteristic of snakes.

''Awwww... my head...''

In Vilm's sleeping quarters.

As the morning sun rose, the fog that covered the village began to fade slightly, Meldina finally woke up, frowning at the dull pain that seemed to echo in her head.

It's also because the fruit wine served at the banquet was easy to drink, but as an elven tribe, Meldina couldn't possibly refuse the spirits' offer of a drink, so she continued to drink as recommended.

Meldina, who had been drinking as much as Meldina had, still seems to be in a dream.

Incidentally, the fact that the two of them are sleeping in Virum's sleeping quarters is out of consideration for the fact that they are guests, and not because they spent the night with him, so don't be offended.

''Meru! Kooner! I'm awake!''

Then Miselio jumps in, completely unchanged from the usual.

He seems to be excited about something, and he can't seem to think his way through to caring for Meldina, who seems to be in poor physical condition.

''Mio... please, could you lower your voice a little more?''

Huh? Mio-chan...?

Meldina, who put her hand to her forehead and groaned, as if it echoed in her head so much, and Cunaria, who finally opened her eyes at the sound of her voice, all turned their heads towards Miselio.

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''Oh, I'm sorry? But there's a fight between Virum and Ladichin right now, and it's awesome! It's like this bang and shubber like this and then it's like gaga gaga!'

Miselio tries to explain the situation with gestures while saying words of apology, but the two don't seem to be getting the message.

However, it seems that they understood that Virum and Radia were fighting, and that the battle was exciting enough to excite Miselio, so the two of them were intrigued, quickly prepared themselves, and followed Miselio's guide to the place of the matter.

This is exactly where the expression "battlefield" would be most appropriate.

The two arrived at the plaza accompanied by Miselio, and what jumped out at them was the sight of Virm running around the space in all directions, and the figure of Radia, who barely moved from the spot, but didn't let herself be approached by changing the terrain and attacking with magic.

Radia read her opponent's (Vilm) preliminary movements...the slightest tame or acceleration, changing the terrain and not letting her get into an optimal stance.

Vilm's fist shots and kicks, released while off balance, are instantly blocked by the composed rock wall.

I'm sure you'll be able to find out more about this in the future.

'Oh? You're finally up, you two.

The one who called out to the two men, who were transfixed by the high level of battle going on in front of them, was Hinori, who had a fruit in hand and her usual bright smile on her face.

''Good morning, Hinori-sama.''

'Yes, good morning. So, did you two come to see Virum and sister Dear's handfasting?

'Yes. I'm interested in Lady Radia's fighting style.

'I'll take a cue from your master and his master's fight!

When the three of them exchanged morning greetings, they returned their gazes to find that they were blocked by the rock wall from which the kick was fired from behind Radia.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

"You've done it," says Vilm, "but that's to be expected. "Well, you're doing it, but that's to be expected.

It was Radia's smile that took over Radia's head and was directed at Virum, who seemed to have the upper hand, and did not seem to be in a hurry at all.

She is good at being the first to go after, but that doesn't mean she doesn't take the initiative.

Rather, it's a style that keeps the opponent in check while limiting the options for attack and not letting them get free.

The fists of Vilm's fists, which have the power to make the ground cave in, are also not something that can catch her off-guard, and after being easily swept away, she was hit in the back with a palm strike.

''Huh! Not yet!

She receives a painful blow but only frowns slightly and instantly turns to fight back, unleashing a series of blows mixed with fist kicks, all of which are lightly swept away.

It's the same movement as Vilm's, reminiscent of a flowing dance, but Radia's is more refined.

In terms of physical and tactical skills, her experience is overwhelmingly superior.

However, it's not so much that Virum is inferior to them.

He has been using his surplus magical power to strengthen his body, so his strength, speed, and endurance will be better than hers.

It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with your brother and apprentice.

In addition, although the bottom of her palm just now was something she seriously unleashed, the person who received it was pinned down.

''This is not going to be a winner for a while~''

I see. That tactic not only limits the opponent's movements, but also reduces the power of their attacks. It's just like Radia-sama.

I've never seen my master take a real attack before...

While Hinori watched the game in a light-hearted manner, Meldina watched Radia's tactics and Cunaria watched the battle itself.

In the end, their hand-to-hand combat was to last until noon, and it was a draw due to the arbitration of Foumir, who wanted to play with Virum.

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