Slowly, as if he was doing massage, the hand holding Jonathan's fist bent downward naturally, and he didn't feel anything at first, but when the smiling Barack broke Jonathan's fist up to the limit of the wrist bending, he didn't stop there, but maintained the same slow but unstoppable speed, completely suppressed Jonathan's hard resistance, and continued to push his wrist.

"Oh-no-no-no!"

The slow but constant pain was so painful that Jonathan could clearly feel the wail of the muscles in his wrist as he was overstretched, knowing that his wrist was about to be broken by the other party, but he could only watch, like a death row prisoner on a guillotine waiting for the executioner to slash the sharp blade of an axe on his head.

Finally, with a seeping muffled sound, Mr. Jonathan's overwhelmed wrist joint finally broke under Berak's hand, achieving the effect he wanted, and Berak let go of his hand contentedly, and took advantage of the moment when Jonathan instinctively grabbed his loose right hand hanging on his arm and bent down because of pain, Berak suddenly raised his leg and slammed his bent knee on the opponent's stomach, knocking Jonathan, who was spitting blood, into the air, and then fell heavily on the ground not far from him。

"Whew~" took a step forward, opened his arms and raised his head slightly, Berak let out a long breath of turbidity, he closed his eyes, an arrogant smile appeared on his face, and used this to celebrate his victory, "Is this what victory tastes like? Is this the pride of the victor? Feel honored, you will be the first mortals to witness humanity re-enter the glorious age of magic!Ha, hahahahahaha-"

"Before you celebrate, ask your opponent if they've conceded defeat!"

Leaning over his injured right arm over his aching abdomen, Jonathan, who was limping towards Barack, waved his sound left arm, this time he didn't hesitate at all, but roared and swung his iron fist directly at the opponent's raised chin.

"Why do you want to get in the way at this time, you worm!"

Like a giant bear awakened in hibernation, he suddenly opened his eyes, and Berak, who was furious and made his muscles flutter, twisted and swung his arm out like a windmill, easily blocking the attack of Jonathan, who was fighting with injuries, and Berak grabbed Jonathan's neck like a python pounced on his prey, and lifted Jonathan, who was nearly two meters tall, directly from the ground with a sharp force.

"Can't you see it? I'm pinching you to death as easily as pinching a worm to death, you should be grateful to me just before you can pick up a small life, don't you? Why do you want to come out and get in my way, you stupid soul!"

Jonathan, who weighed more than 100 kilograms like he was grabbing a rag doll, shook vigorously in the air, and Berak was annoyed and puzzled and asked loudly the man who had just charged at him like a moth to a flame, if he had chosen to challenge himself arrogantly because he didn't know what kind of terrifying strength he possessed, and he could still make Belak understand, then now he resolutely chose to hit the stone with an egg when he knew that it was impossible to defeat, which made Berak extremely confused and irritated.

"Aren't you pretending to be the best at protecting yourself? Even your master of the king of the Holy Land knelt in front of me and didn't dare to resist, why did you do this? Do you think I really wouldn't dare to kill you?"

Why should I be irritable? Looking at Jonathan, who was shaking in his hands and about to fall apart, it was clear that with a little force, he could break the neck of this dead guy like he had broken his wrist before, but Barack found that there was something in his subconscious that was desperately trying to prevent him from doing so, and this strange feeling made him extremely irritable.

"To be a true knight, ahem," Jonathan, who coughed dryly from lack of oxygen, said with an apologetic smile at Barack, "even if you know you're going to lose, you have to have the courage to take on the challenge." ”

"Uh-damn it-knight. ”

Hearing Jonathan's faint but firm answer, Barac's face changed as if he had been caught in some kind of shock, and he showed a terrifying face like Shura's angry eyes for a while, and soon transformed into an exaggerated and funny smile like a clown, and almost every word had to be paused, and Barack finished a short sentence in a rising and descending tone.

"Damn, this guy won't break, will he。。。。。。 ”

Before Nagi could be moved by Jonathan's tragic speech, she was first frightened by Barack's strange appearance, if the previous Barack was just a little weird, then now this is definitely schizophrenic.

"You're very courageous, do you think it's handsome to die like this?"

Let go of his hand and throw Jonathan, who was almost caught and suffocated, to the ground, and Berrack, who felt like he had returned to normal, looked at Jonathan, who was panting and slowly standing up from the ground.

"No, I just want to fulfill my vow. ”

Shaking his head, Jonathan, who looked helpless, said in denial, handsome or something—how can he be called such an embarrassed self? But Jonathan knows that he has to fight, if he just admits defeat, then won't the girl who just escaped fall into the clutches of the other party again? As long as he hasn't fallen, his battle should not be over.

"Well, it doesn't matter if you pretend to be handsome or swear an oath, but don't you think about it a little? What will it cost you to do this?"

Berak smiled disdainfully at Jonathan's answer, leaned down, brought his face to Jonathan's ear, and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"My life is for the sake of practicing my ideals, and I will not give up my creed of being a human being in order to survive, and naturally I will not be afraid to sacrifice my life in order to stick to my bottom line. ”

Raising his head, Jonathan's eyes looked through the closed ceiling and thick roof at the stars twinkling in the night sky, those twinkling platinum stars would be his final destination, his father had told him that people would turn into a meteor after death, if people could really shine as gold after death, then death would no longer be a terrible thing.

"Oh, I see, don't worry, I'll keep the deal between us!"

However, just as Jonathan was about to quietly meet the impending death, Barack, who had brought his ear to his mouth and nodded to listen to his last words, suddenly patted him on the shoulder, then straightened up and shouted.

"W-What?"

Jonathan didn't remember any strange deal he had made with Barack, and Jonathan opened his eyes in disbelief, only to see a wicked smile that was about to disappear from the corner of Bellak's mouth.