... Sounds like some abandoned house here.

Was it once an arsenal workshop, or old furnaces and gold floors left intact?

It's a closed room.

It would be a pain in the ass if they used poison again in this place... no, isn't that just right?

It will suck even to the point of the hit.

But I've never been over there to be vigilant.

I was confronted by a man like Lios' squire.

My age is in my mid-thirties...... no, I look younger but I have a bit of white stuff mixed in my head, maybe more up there.

He was surprised that I woke up at first, but now he's regaining his cool.

Are you familiar or calm enough?

Now, those eyes were unawary of my movements.

"Wouldn't it be just a big problem if you found out that your squire is making such a mess?

"Yeah. Exactly. Therefore, I also have a little difficulty in judging. Boy ordered me to keep you alive for once."

You'd take this me hostage anyway and threaten Aria or something like that.

And he's a geezy man.

"But this brightens up if I let you live... Of course, it's not impossible to rub it off."

But it would be more convenient to kill him here and keep his mouth shut than to take such a risk.

"Well, that's all the boy's trying to keep you alive without killing you, trying to clear up the humiliation ahead carefully later,"

"Really, you son of a bitch"

"Ha, aren't you true to desire and quite human"

"You're no better than me. You look like a son of a bitch."

This guy probably only thinks about killing people to the point of waking up and washing his face in the morning.

"Well, you wouldn't mind if I handled it at my discretion more than this happened."

The man took a dagger out of his nostrils, whining happily about that.

It was a badly decorated knife.

The full body is purple, and the only thing that looks like a starchy starch is gushing up.

'Be careful. That sword doesn't feel right. "

'... I know'

I set up Wenus.

"That's a pretty great sword. Yeah, I know. It looks very normal, but it shines differently. Definitely a famous sword... but from what I've seen, it doesn't even look like it's made of St. Silver."

"Well, he's got a pretty good eye for it."

"What a pleasure to be praised by the enemy."

'Cause the Lord won't give me more praise!

Do you want so much praise?

"But this dagger of mine is also quite..."

"Huh!"

Halfway through the words, I jumped with little spare motion.

Besides, until just before, I didn't feel like I was killing you.

This guy is definitely familiar with killing.

He receives a daggered spike in Wenus, and the metal sound of the abandoned house echoes.

"That's right, you've just beaten the boy"

He pushes the knife in with a critical and tremendous force against me with enhanced strength.

"Eh! What about this sword?!? Lucas, this is still not just a sword! The Devil's Sword!

Wenus screams, having directly touched the dagger and guessed.

"Poison! This sword is made of enriching a variety of poisons! If it's a normal sword, the metal will melt just by touching it! You can't touch the human body!

Poison?

"Perhaps it was this sword that made your lord sleep."

"You mean it's possible to give toxic gases too..."

The man flashes his dagger and slashes him one after the other with a quick move.

If you plunder your skin at all, it will be because you can pour poison into your body to finish it off.

For this reason, with minimal movement, we have been targeting places that normally cannot be fatally injured.

"... hey, that's sharp. As you can imagine, this is not just a dagger. The Devil's Sword" Poison Tooth "is an assassin-coveted weapon that can create all kinds of poison.

"Toxic teeth?" Now I can tease you about the other day's orga. "

'What do you mean?

"It was poisoned to excite the augs and make them aggressive. I guess that's how many people flocked to me. '

'Well, when I bump into you in the market...'

"Probably put it on your Lord's leather bag."

"Is that why they stopped attacking you after you dumped the torn leather bag..."

It's a nasty weapon in any case.

Besides, this man, without ever sitting around on it, is pretty much the arm of the sword too.

"Hehe, apparently he was insulting you. I didn't know you'd outrun my offense so far. That's why Boy is defeated. … but it's time to end it. Actually, this sword can be used in this way."

Once the man got his distance, he poked the blade of a dagger into his own palm for what he thought and slit his skin thinly.

"Poisons and pills, you'd call them backwards, wouldn't you? This poison tooth can also produce poison that can temporarily improve your physical abilities."

At the next moment, I had the illusion that the man's whole body had grown once.

No... it's not an illusion.

The man's neck is thicker than it was earlier.

The same was true of my arms, feet, or chest area, and the clothes I was wearing were about to be ripped off.

My muscles are swelling.

"It's not just power, is it?

Shortly after, a man jumped on me.

... faster than earlier.

The speed of the dagger wielded by the lightning is not the same as before.

Every slaughter sounds like a wind-cutting sound.

"Ha ha! How long can you stand it, huh? - Huh?

I was just laughing fun about whether the poison made me tense, but all of a sudden, I leaked a voice that seemed out of between.

A man's right wrist was dancing through the universe with a dagger in his hand.

Botri, there is a grumpy noise besides the thought, and it falls to the ground.

"Hey, hey...?

The man is flabbergasted that you can't believe what happened.

Of course, I'm the one who slashed this guy's right wrist.

"That's definitely a nasty weapon. But hatred and my sword are far more powerful."

Look, I complimented you, joy.

"Hmm. Don't be so blatant..."

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