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That's what Lines reads out about Tydamir.

Even if the man in front of him doesn't do anything, it will be terrifying.

If you are more timid, you will be so frightened that you will drop your weapons and run away.

To confront such a person, in addition to strength, you need to ...... Guts.

"Boy, if you get into a fight with this guy, I promise you'll get stronger...... Assuming you're not dead. ”

Of course I know that.

Of course, Lines wanted to retort like this, but he didn't have the leisure to argue with Hadias now, because Tedamir had already rushed up in front of him.

His speed was not fast, and he was already slow in the eyes of Lines, but his form had a power that made Lines tremble.

But the opponent has already hit the doorstep, and Lines has already had to fight.

Lines flashed to the side with all his might, and at the same time, the magic sword in his hand slashed towards Tydamir with all his might.

"Brush!"

A flash of light flashed, and the two sides crossed, and Lines stopped behind Tydamir, but his body was trembling uncontrollably.

No, this feeling, did you provoke a dragon?

At this moment, Tedamir touched his left shoulder.

There was a thin red line on it, and blood was leaving outward.

Even Lines himself was surprised and froze in place.

Tedamir, on the other hand, shook his head.

"Too weak......"

After saying that, another punch was thrown, and this time, Lines, who was paralyzed by excessive fear, couldn't dodge at all, and was smashed into the wall, and even a circle of net-like cracks appeared around the wall.

"It didn't pique my interest at all...... Or rather, anger. ”

Sure enough, Tedamir was still the same expressionless face, and the wound on his shoulder was no longer bleeding, as if it had healed.

"What's the matter, have you lost the courage to swing your sword......

The courage to swing the sword......

Lines barely managed to steady.

That kind of thing, I have......

Raines grabbed the dagger and stabbed at Tedamir.

And Tydamir, not dodging or dodging, stretched out his left hand and held Lines's wrist steadily.

"You can attack me, but you feel in your heart that it is impossible to defeat me. ”

It hurts!

The grip was so strong that Lines's wrist, as if it was about to break, loosened the hand that held the dagger.

I'm going to die?

Was he beaten to death by this big man with his fist, or was he hacked to death with a big knife in the back, or was he beheaded in public?

Lines kept thinking this in his heart, and the boundless fear came over him, making him a little unsteady under his feet.

"Have you given up already?" Hadias's flat voice sounded in Raines' head. It's as if the dead have nothing to do with themselves

"I............ I won't die!"

The sharp pain made Lines's consciousness a little blurred, and if it wasn't for his will, he might have fainted.

"Don't lie to yourself anymore, you are not the protagonist of the novel, whether you will die or not, you know best. ”

Hadias still had that mocking tone at this time, but it was harsher than usual. "You're like an ant pinched by a child, and you'll be miserably pinched to death if you've had enough of it. ”

Ant...... "After all, you don't have the strength, you're too weak, and I told you the way to get the power a long time ago, but you are proud of yourself and don't get it, and in the end you end up like this, is it just self-inflicted." ”

I am...... Self-inflicted?

"In the end, you will still be crushed by others, and together with your poor moral heart, your body will be crushed, and your spirit will be wiped out, just like everyone else, but just a little earlier than others. ”

Lanes's spirit is getting more and more trance-like, and he has even begun to hear Hadias's taunts clearly, Lines knows that he is not the protagonist of a knightly novel in the tavern, and this time, perhaps, he is really going to die.

Consciousness is getting farther and farther away from the body, and the sounds around it are getting more and more blurred.

"By the way, and that little girl, although it has nothing to do with you after that, it will definitely not be easy, whether she died with hatred or became a victim of politics, or whether she really had to live a miserable life as the old crow said, I don't know. ”

Who is that little girl? Lines, who was already a little delirious, had a small figure in his mind, crouching in front of him, handing him something, and the smile on his face made him feel warm and unusually familiar.

That scene is unusually familiar......

Myself...... I want to see it again.

……

Is it over? With a sigh, Tedamir looked at Raines, who was motionless in his hand, and shook his head.

Fainting from excessive fear? Or was it something else? Tydamir didn't care, and Tydamir took a small dagger from his waist and aimed it at Lines's neck.

It's really troublesome, and in this state now, it's a little uncomfortable to even kill someone.

Despite this, Tedamir stabbed the dagger into Rain's neck.

At this moment, Tedamir suddenly felt a very familiar aura surging in front of him, a thin boy who didn't even reach his chest.

Wrath.

Soaring rage.

I can't die.

I still have things that I have nostalgia for.

No one wants to kill me!!

Tedamir could even read the anger behind it.

"Boy, I can only help you get here, and the rest is up to you. ”

Touch!

A muffled sound came from Tedamir's body

It wasn't a dagger, it wasn't any other weapon, it was just the most primitive weapon of humanity: the attack of the fist, but Tedamir couldn't help but take two steps back, and the strength of his hand was loosened.

When the people next to him saw this scene, they just wanted to go up to help, but they didn't expect Tydamir to wave his hand at this time, signaling him not to approach.

"It's a good momentum. ”

Looking at Lines in front of him, Tydamir's hand slowly reached behind his back, on the hilt of the broadsword that was even a little taller than Tydamir himself.

"It's already able to make me 'angry' a little"

Call!

A nameless gust of wind hung from the Barbarian King's side, and the Barbarian King's side ignited a visible "fire"

That's right, it's really red, the flames that burn on Tydamir.

But even so, Lines didn't back down.

Blinded by anger.

This phrase is not sometimes a derogatory term.

When a person is angry, he forgets a lot of things, pain, pity, and cowardice.

The only thing left in my mind is to kill each other.

The two roared at the same time and rushed towards each other.