Chapter 13: Gun Dance

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Rodriette's face was gloomy.

There is no doubt that he is still careless, no matter how much he convinces himself to think of all possibilities, but in the end, he still can't think of the other party's surprise attack.

"What an admirable tactic."

He straightened up, not paying any attention to the two blades of the gun.

Rodriit was really full of admiration.

"Throwing a spear that isn't a spear is a spear, it's really yours, lancer"

That's it, while throwing guns isn't an inconceivable tactic, there's no doubt that the Lancer's vaunted twin guns, at least the red magic guns, are definitely not throwing guns.

It was a real weapon wielded on the battlefield.

This is a very simple thing, not to mention the legends in history, just to talk about the style of the spear and the throwing spear, which is a completely different thing.

Throwing guns, as the name suggests, are weapons based on projectile killing, which are short, but not too light, capable of piercing enemy armor, and generally have long spikes. Such a thing, even if it still has the value of melee combat in the hand, will never have the existence of a 'gun blade'.

Short, it's tough, it's what it needs to do, that's pretty much it.

This is not the case with long guns, or short guns.

They serve as real weapons to be held in the hand.

No matter how short, it is longer than the throwing gun, and it is equipped with a long polished rod and a sharp blade, and the tail of the gun can be armed if desired, and the counterweight is much more uniform than that of the throwing gun.

This is the real use of the real heroes to clash on the battlefield, not the throwaway thing like throwing guns.

Even if it was the Greek heroes who were good at throwing guns in ancient times, the real main weapon would not be the throwing guns that were thrown out, right?

And it was under such considerations, or it was precisely because of this cognition, that Rodride did not expect that the other party would use such tactics and be so decisive.

At the moment of reacting, he was already in the unfavorable situation of being shot twice.

"Didn't you still avoid the key point?"

Shaking his head a little weakly, Dilumudo, who had nothing else in his hand, shook his head with a wry smile.

"If you want to do this again, you won't agree, will you?"

The blue-haired heroic spirit looked mockingly at the silver knight.

"Of course, but you don't have any weapons now, so do you want to surrender to me? A knight without a sword? ”

Not to be outdone, Rod taunted back, and then raised his sword.

There is no doubt that the two sides will not die, this is fate, even if it seems to be a peaceful conversation now, but in reality it is also a turbulent undercurrent.

"Hah, where do you get your confidence?"

"Oh? So, how do you get your confidence? ”

The wounds on both shoulders were very painful, especially the yellow guns.

The wound that could not heal at all made Rod feel the weakness that he had not experienced for a long time.

But if that's all he wants, he can still take Lancer lightly.

"Do you want to rely on the curse of the Yellow Gun? lancer？ ”

"Of course, after receiving that shot, no matter how outstanding your swordsmanship is, you will be deprived of half of your strength, knight, how much strength can you use on your right shoulder?"

Ah, that's exactly what happened.

The left shoulder is okay, it didn't hurt the bones, and the red gun just pierced some muscles in the dodge, and it came out of the body, and now with the self-healing of the body, there is no way to recover except for the armor on the shoulder, and the left shoulder is also greatly restricted, but relatively, such a disadvantage can also be regarded as depriving the lancer of the weapon.

But the right shoulder is different.

No matter how much he dodged, that blow still really hurt the knight, who was already difficult to change direction, the yellow, incurable curse magic spear, but it literally grazed the bones of his right shoulder, severed the tendons, and allowed the right hand to use the power that even a hundred percent of it was missing.

A veritable disadvantage, because Rod's dominant hand is the right hand.

However, Rod sneered.

Is it stupid? Lancer, the yellow gun is terrible only because it is in the hands of the enemy, if the yellow gun itself is destroyed

"Hmph, even so, as long as I break the yellow gun, my right shoulder-"

Will also recover.

Rhodes wanted to say that, and then reached out his left hand, trying to pull out the magic gun from his shoulder.

But the blue spearman in front of him leaned down with a chuckle, and then—

“！！！”

――Shocked!!

There was no time to be surprised, and the right hand used the remaining strength to turn the sword sideways, and then after a moment of exclamation, the right hand, which did not have much strength at all, could not withstand the punch that Lancer was striking at all, and the sword slammed into Rod's chest, emitting a dull metallic roar.

Then, in a rare way, Rod flew upside down.

"Huh!?"

Rolling on the ground three times, then struggling to his feet, Rod's eyes widened in shock, not even bothering about his right shoulder, which was getting more injured.

"What!?"

What the hell is going on?

He just wanted to understand that.

Lancer, on the other hand, still has the same calm face as ever, but this time, there is something more.

Probably helpless, and a modest smile with the chance to win.

"Mistaken, knight, yellow gun, even if you don't hold it in my hand, as long as you don't hold it in your hand, it's actually the same."

Rod couldn't help but grit his teeth fiercely.

"It may be a little mean, but I'm sorry, this time, please allow me to use a little bit of skill!"

It was high, but it didn't look proud, so humble that Rod could only helplessly applaud his opponent.

"Cut, awesome guy"

I really can't have the slightest contempt Ah Rod smiled bitterly and shook his head again.

"Needless to say, come on, lancer, and see if the crippled sword knight can win, or the gun knight who has lost his gun can retrieve his weapon"

I handed over the giant sword that was originally held in my right hand to my left hand, and although it wasn't impossible to use it like this, I still felt somewhat awkward.

Now, in a sense, the two are still on the same level - exclude, of course, Rod's bleeding right shoulder.

"Of course, Count Saltisius"

His hands were unused for a long time, which can probably be traced back to his childhood fighting stance, and Dilumudo stabilized his center of gravity.

"Don't worry, I'll be humble to people with disabilities."

"Hmph"

I could only hum and suffer a verbal loss.

Rodriten also sank down, raised his sword, and raised it with his left hand, and the weak right hand assisted sword shape was also a posture that Rod's had basically not used since he stepped into the military formation.

-- It's better than no weapon at all.

Rod took a deep breath, then gradually regained the feeling of holding the sword in his left hand.

If you suffer a loss in language, you can get it back with your hands!

The knight in silver armor has re-transformed into a heroic man with a blank face.