Chapter 59 (1/2)

William’s devised measures completely killed Brigitte’s sword.

I can not go through the technique. Again and again, again and again, I will go in again and again. Even so, William calmly sees everything. After all the eyes have not caught up. The only thing I am chasing is Brigitte’s bodybuilding. Even though-

“Why? ? ”

Upper, middle, lower, even if you hit any way of driving is supported. Such a thought passes Bridgeite’s mind whether it is completely abandoned. He shook his head and Brigitte made a bold attack.

“Toto, let’s go! ”

Back movement to take distance, negative exercise. Step out of the large outside quickly, positive exercise. The slowness easily leaves the eye behind. If it is a normal thing-

“You can see your movement”

A word full of conviction. Should be a raid, it was rather using the swing of the pendulum and allowed the other to approach. Completely in close contact.

“Ku! ? ”

Bridget tries to leave-

“I will not let go. A loving person

William holds the handle with one hand and his back with the other. Restraint from tightness. However, it is William alone that the hand is closed.

“What can we do in this situation! ? ”

“I can do anything”

William smiled and kicked Brigitte’s belly. “Bob!” And vomited bloody vomit, Brigitte’s body was bent into a letter. Still, William does not break his restraint.

“Soon the festival is over. The feast is also hail, but let’s make it a curtain

William unceasing himself. Just after having closed, Brigitte retreats and tries to hit. But it cut empty space without being received. Brigitte can’t hide his surprise on that empty response.

“I have overlooked Lei’s swordsmanship of Lusitania! ? ”

Brigitte will assault while crying with tears. The movement is floated with enthusiasm, but uses the steep and slow speed to produce the fastest.

“Yes, well”

William dodge Brigitte’s righteous manners. Bend up, turn away, no longer doubting. William had completely captured Brigitte’s quest. You do not need to receive it. Such experience, there is no memory of Bridget. Even Kyle wasn’t so completely overwhelmed.

“That’s why I’m done.”

William hit the sword with a slash. With all my confidence, with a certainty, William beats with power. A love sword that flies away from the hands of Bridget. Brigitte that makes money. Taking advantage of that moment, William broke Brigitte with his returning sword.

“Ah”

Bridget who tries to change by reflection. However, the movement is slower than before. A sword captures Brigitte’s body. A protective sword that was supposed to protect Brigitte. that is–

“My, the sword lost? ”

Brigitte’s body, cut off a part of it. More importantly, Brigitte was the most important part, the dominant arm, which was impregnated with the technique.

Losing arms was a trivial thing for Brigitte. The despair for Bridget is that his sword has been completely overlooked. Brigitte’s life was with the sword, except for the thought of “William”. It was not a well-bodied body, and despite being born as a woman, it was raised up here only because of its unusual attachment.

William turns the sword back once again to the stunned Brigitte. There is no need to make a point. If you find a way out there, you are the one who loses. Committed to morality, surely kill the other’s life. If you don’t, this arrangement will come up again and again.

(For you, who took it at first is me, yes, you are right. Extremely correct. As you walk the same way, having come far from the land of Lusitania to this point, without swaying the core of revenge I remember the awe of everything that I stood in front of me, that’s why)

William raised the sword.

“I have to kill. I have no choice to save you beyond blocking my path!”

Shake it down. Break the brigitte of the couple’s nephew, the vengeance. A line of tears that flows down from the staring eyes. That-

“There is no need for reason or understanding”

Take scoops. William opened his eyes.

“The woman is crying. That alone is enough for the knight to stand!”

It was a young boy who stopped William’s sword. Anger that floats on the face. Iron’s will to protect that the back speaks. Bridget recovers sanity. A boy who came to this country and thought most like a younger brother who became most familiar.

“Who, who are you?”

name is–

“The King of Leonnia on the island of Garnia, the son of Yuyoke. Ulysses of Leonvan. A knight!”

Spoiled fighting spirit. That shapes the ladder. William knew the atmosphere the boy had. A man he met on the battlefield before, “Science” Uwayne has something close to him.

“Yuri?”

Voice that Brigitte squeezed out. Ulysses smiles sadly when he hears his lifeless and hazy voice. When Ulysses was young, her nickname, Yuri, was called by her sister and brother. My brother or sister will never call me that much anymore. A name that is only a little pseudonym now. Even in such a name, the power comes to me when you call her so.

“Please be relieved. I’m already waiting.”

The blade of the peculiar shape is skillfully moved as it is, and the sword is thrown off from William’s hand. A sword flying behind Ulysses.

“what!?”

William takes a distance. I can not hide the upset because I was robbed of my specialties too quickly.

“Having hemostasis”

She takes her eyes off William and eats her cloak on Brigitte’s wound. Looking at the lost arm and seeing the amount of blood flowing out of it, Ulysses distorted his face. There is also a risk of blood loss if it is sudden.

“Please run away. If you burn or scratch your wound right away, you will be able to save a lifetime. For this place, let me leave it to you. Be sure to show off the White Knight.”

After the treatment, Ulysses stands up. The figure of William clasping Brigitte’s sword ahead of the gaze. A red sword dyed with Brigitte’s blood. Ulysses silently burns anger at the filthyness of this composition and the chest plight of this situation.

“Thank You”

A word of gratitude released in the words of your side. It also burns Ulysses.

Bridget leaving the place. Blood dyed and slow movement, but eyes are not dead. Seeing that eye, William feels dangerous. Brigitte’s fear is not an art of imitation. Being the same as William is the most terrifying factor for William.

“Foo!”

William accelerates rapidly and runs along the irregularities of the wall like a crook. Originally William was not as good as Favela, but was sold for lightness. When stealing and running away, I used to run like this.

Ulysses has not reacted to the matter of the wolf. It at least looked so to William.

“Your partner is me.”

William is passing by just above. That is a beautiful dagger rising into a cloak. It was the mine gaucy that Ulysses used in the arena.

William who was killed in the speed at which he ran in the air, and the cloak broke and fell to the ground. Ulysses cut it with a long sword on his right hand. William rolled it around and avoided. Mud-covered William. There is no one who thinks this figure of William as a “white knight”.

“Don’t disturb me.”

“I’m honored to be honored. It’s a good idea to return to Carl von Taylor if my brother took care of it, but I’ll give it back to you all.”

To the end it is Jen. No, it was originally the reason for visiting this country. I stretched my leg to identify the men who had beaten my brother. As a result, I could meet a strong and beautiful woman like my sister. I know she is not favored as a man. I’ve seen that back I continued searching for my favorite person. That is why I was able to follow today. Because she had a lie that would never be possible.

“Go!”

I do not know the reason. But I hurt her. That alone is enough.

Ulysses is a knight. Who does the knight keep and who does?

Two completely different knights meet.

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After meeting several times, William understood. The person in front of you is clearly inferior to you. On top of that, I understand that this game can never be finished in a short time.

(That left-hand dagger is awkward. It can’t be attacked by it because of that.)

The left-hand dagger of Ulysses has a shape that is clearly different from what was shaken at the arena. Even William, who read many books and accumulated knowledge, has a strange sword. The fear was experienced with myself earlier.

(That asperity, the shape of the jagged edge of the opponent scoops, fixes and bites the other’s blade. If it wasn’t that “sword”, it would be broken, is it a weapon for that?)

A pair of swords that William has now. Because it is the sword of “William”, it did not break. The sword he kept waving on the battlefield was taken away by Brigitte. You have to leave the field as soon as possible, but the opponent in front of you is a little too strong to defeat immediately.

Ulysses also sweats on his forehead. The opponent in front of you is obviously stronger than you. It is much weaker than Kyle, but it may not be as good as Arc. Of course I still feel better at the arc, but I don’t feel that wide.

(Sword that does not break even with a breaker. In the first place, it doesn’t let you see it other than the first time. The other side is a good head. Maybe you already noticed the characteristics of this sword.)