The Old Knight of a Frontier District

5

I woke up with the bitterness in my mouth.

I guess I crushed the herb and screwed it into Bardo's mouth.

My body is laid nappy.

I'm tied up and I can't move.

Jameens are surrounding Baldo and discussing that and this.

The voice is tall and very loud.

and the jammines quieted down.

"You, the road you shouldn't have taken, I did"

A slightly larger Jameen is speaking human language.

It's a little hard to hear pronunciation.

Baldo is

I apologize for stepping into those lands.

It was the only way to save a child's life.

I said, they don't really understand this word, or they don't seem willing to listen.

"Old Spirit, you judge"

And the temptation was set aside, and he was commanded to stand.

Spears and arrows were poked from all sides, pulled together.

We arrived in a square surrounded by wooden fences.

Around is covered in trees.

The trees have a surprisingly large number of Jameens, overlooking Bardo.

He gave me back the ancient sword that had been taken away.

Jameens cheered.

If you look, on the other side of the square, something is pulling off.

Bardo doubted his own eyes.

Warcraft.

The Blue Leopard Warcraft.

Six Jameens poke something like a stick at the blue leopard and guide him.

Silly.

Why didn't that warcraft eat and kill Jameen?

Does Jameen have the technique of manipulating a warcraft?

At the end of the stick held by the six of them, something blue appears to be attached.

The six men who guided the Warcraft left at the edge of the square, still pointing the stick at the Warcraft.

Warcraft, who was quiet, roared low.

The intentions of the Jameens are no longer apparent.

This square is an arena.

Let's fight Baldo with the Warcraft.

6.

My head is still depressed.

My whole body is weak.

But Bardo was forced to take himself into a combat position.

He swallowed the bitter herb left in his mouth, took off his cape and wrapped it around his left hand.

Breathe in strongly and deeply, flaming in your heart.

Occasionally, even the head doesn't care about shoulder or lower back pain.

The nerves become sharp and the body temperature rises slightly.

Warcraft is still low.

The groaning voice is gradually sounding swordswallowed.

I had no shield, no armor, and I had no idea I would fight the Blue Leopard Warcraft alone.

I've done a lot of fighting before, but I've never won a battle like this before.

If the ancient sword gives us a strange power, we have a slight but winning eye.

Nevertheless, it is difficult to attack the Blue Leopard with a sword, and it is even more difficult to engage the Blue Leopard attack.

Blue leopards have three eyes, just like river bears.

The beast of the third class is tough and strong with its skin anyway.

This one can't kill Blue Leopard with one blow, but Blue Leopard can kill this one with one blow.

Remember.

Remind me.

Until now, the ancient sword has unleashed its magic three times.

Warcraft was the opponent twice, and human soldiers were the opponent once.

What did I do then?

As the blue leopard sank his body and began, he attacked him.

Excellent speed.

Fourteen or five steps would be there. I packed the distance in an instant and jumped.

Bardo tried to wave an ancient sword at the eyes of the blue leopard.

But the enemy was too fast and the sword too short.

Before waving his sword down, the blue leopard jumped on Bardo's chest.

He twisted his body slightly and struck him in the face, but the blue leopard's right forefoot smeared Baldo's right chest.

Because of too much acceleration, the blue leopard landed quite far from the bald.

Running a little farther as it was, looking back at it creeping, he also advanced with acceleration.

Baldo's breastplate was heavily torn apart with only a scratch of Warcraft claws.

Bardo kept thinking as he sent the Warcraft attack and identified its behavior.

At first, what happened?

At that time, I...

Hold the sword in your right hand and your left hand against the sheath.

And what did you say?

Warcraft jumps in again.

A wide open mouth came to chew Bardo's throat out.

Bardo waved an ancient sword.

It did hit the nose of the Warcraft, but it couldn't even flicker the Warcraft.

Both front legs of the Warcraft rested on Baldo's shoulder, and Baldo fell back.

That's lucky.

The Warcraft couldn't kill the momentum, and ate up Baldo's leather hat, passing over Baldo's body.

Baldo's gray hair, falling on his back, was disturbed by the wind caused by the Warcraft.

I tried to get up right away, but because I hit him in the back of the head, or for a moment, my body wouldn't move.

I hear the footsteps of a warcraft that flips and strikes.

In Baldo's ear, that sounded like the footsteps of a beloved horse who had come to pick him up from the land of the dead.

Stabolos.

When Bardo unwittingly called the name by heart, the demon sword of his right hand emitted a blue and green phosphor.

The warmth emanating from the sword brought vitality to Bardo's body.

Bardo struck an ancient sword on the nose of the Warcraft as he jumped in looking at his throat.

"Gain!"

Warcraft screamed and jumped back.

Bardo woke himself up and stood on his knees and waved an ancient sword down into the warcraft's brain.

The sword devoured to half the skull of the Warcraft.

Warcraft, slow down.

I never got up.

Baldo looked up at the Jameens, keeping his knees on the ground.

One Jameen is freshly fussing about something.

When I heard that voice, I knew it was Jameen who spoke the human language.

Something tells me to stand up.

The Jameens placed a bow in their hand so that they could be put on its side.

We're going to shoot Bardo.

At that time, a loud voice sounded.

Baldo doesn't know what it means because it's not a human word.

But the LORD of his voice ran in near Baldo, and stood up to cover Baldo, and said something more.

Big Jameen.

I'm taller for one head than any other Jameen.

When they heard the words of Jameen, and filled their surroundings, Jameen untied the bow.

Finally, the big Jameen poked a bow at Jameen, who spoke the language of the people, and said something in a strong tone.

Jameen, who was told, nodded.

"Human.

I didn't expect you to defeat the Spirit Beast, and the Blue Leopard Spirit Beast.

You are an incredibly brave man.

I am Yemite, the brave man of the Thessala tribe.

Tell me your name. "

The big Jameen warrior spoke in strange but solid human language as he looked up at Bardo.

Bardo named himself.

"Bardo Lowen.

A human brave man.

I just got back and I don't know what's going on.

Why did you fight my family's spiritual beast? "

Bardo spoke briefly about the situation.

"You went through here to save the life of an old man's grandson named Pinene, who lives in the western mountains.

What do you mean?

What does Aura Pinnen have to do with you? "

Bardo replied that he was fed a good Nole dish.

Brave Yemite saw Baldo with an eye for strange things.

And I said this.

"We owe Aura Pinnen.

If I knew what you were up to, I'd let you through.

You did not know the purpose, and you frightened our dwelling place, so it is right that the village chief (Muraoza) let the old Spirit judge you.

But even though the Spirit recognized you, it was the village chief's mistake to try to kill you.

Allow you to go to a human village and pass through here on your way home.

Take this. "

It was one arrow that was handed to me.

One or two times bigger than what the usual Jameen uses.

The arrow wings are flashy built.

I guess I'll be replacing the pass.

He also returned the chestnut-haired horse.

Bardo thanked Jameen's brave men and hurried ahead.

7

The village told me about the situation and divided the medicine for me.

He also said he would manpower the suspension bridge.

Bardo hurried back to the western mountains.

The medication was in time and the boy was saved.

To the old Pinen, he paid plenty for the food, and Bardo left with Gordon.

Old Pinnen didn't try to take it, but he forced it.

Because it was obvious from the first welcome of how the people of this settlement were looking forward to their cash income.

In the name of returning the arrows deposited, Bardo visited the brave Yemite with Gordon.

I wanted to ask you a lot.

He didn't answer all of the questions, but Yemite taught me a lot.

Jameen, who lives here, is named Tessara.

The Tessara family lives in seven villages apart.

Each of the seven villages has a village chief, and each has six Blue Stones.

Aoshi has the power to calm the "Warcraft" where humans call it and make them obey the instructions.

Most importantly, it is an important treasure and will never be sold or lent to humans.

According to Jameen's faith, a beast with an old spirit in it becomes a Warcraft.

Each village in Jameen captures one (Warcraft) each and calls it the Spiritual Beast to honor.

If the Spirit Beast dies, the Spirit inside will be free and will enter the new Beast again.

He only told me why he called the old Pinnen Sage (Aura) because he was a Sage to us.

The strongest and bravest of all seven villages will be the brave.

The brave man says that because he is the representative of the whole family, the human word is more to remember the words of all the subhumans.

After a short stay, Bardo and Gordon left the village of Jameen.

Baldo felt a strange comfort.

I heard that the subhuman, is alien to man, untapped and atrocious in itself.

But Engdall of Gerkast and Emite of Jameen.

Bardo found out about the phase, just two subpeople.

All of them were samurai who knew moderation and pride.

How believable are they both, rather than bad people and so on.

Things are things you don't know unless you look at them with your own eyes.

Further east of the area where the Thessala clan resides is said to be the residence of other subnationals.

Around here, the Great Barrier and the River Ova are much wider than the area where Bardo is accustomed to live.

The birth of the Warcraft is not so uncommon, he said.

In order to be the guardian of the new Spiritual Beast, or settlement, it was meant to look for the next Warcraft.

If you travel, you will know that I am ignorant.

That's a good thing, Bardo thought.

Nevertheless, the armor is already melting and there's nothing I can do about it.

In the next city, I must definitely get my armor.