Chapter 658: 658 Missing Talent, Part 37 - Night Assault

At the same time, blood blooms bloom in the corner that was surrounding Elsia and Gail.

"What!?

"I can take care of you."

Kersu and Boat doubted their own eyes. Because at some point, if you noticed, there were three more children in front of you. Vision is certainly somewhat blurred in the dark, but I'm not going to be alarmed. Besides, the boat's eyes were perfectly normal. Dumb boat, but eyes are considerably better than people. I couldn't have missed what happened in front of me.

But there was certainly one more person in the blink of an eye. Will he be 13 or 14 years old? A boy about the age who was still about to take the boy off stood with his sword on his hips. At the same time, about five Dark Monkey men fell as they gushed blood.

"(What the hell did you do now? Are you telling me you killed five people and tortured two kids while we were blinking?

"Brother, this guy..."

"That's why I advised you. Elsia, who doesn't take training seriously, doesn't have the strength to be on the front lines. But I guess it would be extra annoying to say that, you would.

There's something I want to do right now, and honestly, I can't care about you guys forever. So I thought I'd abandon you if you were footy enough to just surrender, but both Elsia and Gail worked harder than I thought. Only this time, it's special. "

Layer ignores the boat and Kersu and speaks quietly as he softly lays them both down. The expression is the way it always is, but the layers seem a little emotional, too. The rap facts represented his excitement as it was.

Layer was honestly happy. That those who grew up with themselves have the means and the will to fight. Layer was relieved that he was a little relieved. I still don't have to abandon these two.

Kersu's sword rushes through the ground next to such a layer.

"Hey, kid. What 'd you do?

"I'm not supposed to answer that. I'll give you back what I just said."

The layers laid their hands on the pattern of the sword. But I can't feel killing at first sight from my body. There was no way to step in, and it remained natural.

"It's totally arbitrary that I came here. I haven't given permission to anyone. So you can't let my people know I'm here and doing this. So I have one favor to ask you."

"What?"

"Can we all settle this right now?"

Laughter arose from the surrounding dark monkeys at the suggestion that there was no clapping of layers. But Kersu and the boat weren't the only ones laughing. For the lay knew as if he had not lied. A boy who hasn't let go of any killing spirit at first sight. But the killer like the actual needle was directed only at Kersu and the boat. The two of them were in the illusion of having their sword tips in front of them. The others are probably not even put in numbers.

The layers continued pale.

"I'm not kidding, because the results are the same either way. But there's just so many of them, and if we can all get away with it at the same time, it's gonna be a hard time. And it's not like there isn't. Just being able to escape will definitely make you suffer a way to kill. So if the results are the same, you should at least give them a choice - what are you saying? Oh, yeah. You're saying there's a jig? I don't know what that means, but I don't know what that means."

"... Knock it off"

Kersu moved. I had already detected that the boy in front of me was unusual, but it still hurt my insistence that I had been a mercenary for many years. Leave it to anger and wave the great sword.

"You're kidding me, you kid!

Where the great sword roared and attacked like a serpent that could not stop in his eyes, the blade never reached a single layer. Because all the steel wire sections connecting the blades of the connecting swords (whipsodes) had been severed. And the excess blade involved some of the surrounding dark monkeys, scattered all over them.

"Nah..."

Before Kersu was surprised, the boat had already been grabbed by layers. Kersu's sword has a high chance of stopping the movement without having to tailor the opponent. A suspicious boat hit that gap, and it was their must-have to finish. With that collaboration, we've buried many powerful enemies. Even the former Rosetta was defeated.

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The boat knew its own powers. He said it was not only his physique that was abnormally strong, but also because of his illness. I have also been told by doctors that life expectancy may be short. In fact, their father was named for his pride of power, but died prematurely before becoming even 40.

So when the boat accidentally put too much effort into killing the girl she liked when she held him in her arms, she decided to kill the catcher and run away instead of getting caught hard. I am very sorry to have wrapped my brother around it. But I couldn't stand being in a barn until I died. The boat didn't hate to give in to sin otherwise. I couldn't help but hate not being able to live with nature.

The boat and Kersu escaped. The chasers grew stronger every day, but at the same time the predators came together to them. And they formed a mercenary corps to protect themselves. The boat got around to know correctly the anomaly of his powers. I've done arm power comparisons with giant mercenaries, but they weren't very lousy. I've seen mercenaries who would be stronger than me, but at least I've never seen anyone with more power than me.

Yes, until this moment.

"... that?

The boat should have gone twisting the layers' arms. But the right arm of the layer was not frightened, and the left arm was twisted up by the layer.

Layers naturally say so.

"You have a lot of power. With a little effort, it won't break."

Layer clutched the wrist of his twisted left hand in thoughtfully. Then there was an unpleasant noise, and he stuck it like rubber in the left hand of the boat. The boat screamed without a voice, and the layer looked disappointed.

"Oh, my God, I knew it was brittle"

"Brother, he's as sick as I am..."

Trying to say he was sick, the boat's vision was crushed. The layers' eyelids hit the boat's eyes directly, and the moment he glanced, the layers turned the boat's giant into two pieces with a one-handed sword.

To an instant event, Kersu became more calm than the anger of losing the boat, on the contrary. My experience as a mercenary, my pride as a warrior, did not allow me to leave myself to my emotions. Layers alert around as they calmly wipe the blood back.

"Ugh, it's cluttered after all. I wonder what I can do to kill him, like Renatica, without even bathing in blood."

"Kid, who are you?

The layer turned around.

"Come on, who is it? I still think it's odd to say that it's the same disease. I can tear humans apart with my bare hands if I want to, and it looks like the body itself is different from people's. I didn't see a doctor, but I guess this is still one of the illnesses. I just killed him. He looks like the same disease, but it would be worse than him.

But what's more serious is that I don't feel a thing when I tear people apart like this. It's been that way for a long time. No matter what sorrowful scream they make, no matter what the woman or child cries, nothing will echo my mind. Apparently, I'm missing something important as a person. I thought I'd become a bit of a person lately, but apparently it was a mistake. "

Kersu saw the boy approaching slowly, though so well, and remembered an emotion he hadn't forgotten in a long time. I can't help my hands, my legs are dull, my breath is stuck. Yes, this is fear. Even though I had to pull out a broken sword replacement, my hands didn't move like they were already frozen. Excellent as a warrior, Kersu has thus learned. All resistance is futile in front of this boy.

"Absolutely, I didn't think there was a decent way to die, but is this where I die? That was a lot of life, Boat."

What kind of life would it have been if my brother hadn't killed people for something like that? Our own families, who have opened the land and sometimes fought demons, were quite a family that gathered people's respect. I smiled with my neighbor, fights calmly, sometimes fervently, and imagined it would have been such a peaceful life.

That was Kersu's thought, the last sight. When a fountain of blood could be formed in the moonlight, the surrounding dark monkeys slipped back and dispersed as one began to run. Layer sighed as he saw them all escape in bulk.

"Oh man, that's a hassle. I learned how to chase him already from Renatica, so there's no way I can get away with it anyway. Let's get a little serious."

When the layers made the ground stronger, the ground was decided as if a giant beast had stepped through its feet. Five times more than a person in one step, Layer quickly caught up with one fleeing group, slashing six people from behind in one breath. Similar to 10 or 20 people and cut them off in no time.

"And then you disagree"

Once Layer had returned to Elsia and Gayle just in case, making sure there was nothing unusual, Layer tried to go after the people who had fled on the other side again. There shouldn't be 30 more. When it took less than half an hour and the layer tried to kick the ground, the movement stopped perfectly.

Continued

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