Chapter 210 (1/2)

“What, this fight?”

The people of Nederdam, the capital city of Nederks. From the nobles to the citizens and even to the slaves, the heart of the country is familiar with the armed forces, as it is claimed that everyone will use them. That’s why they respect the strong and give their top three nobles great trust and respect.

The struggle that they take their eyes off is taking place at such an end of the day

(Yesterday, did I drink too much? Yes, I drank until I was knocked down, drank, drank and drank. There was no memory from the sunset when the sun went down. For some reason, I was forced to fight in this way, Well, I’m sorry.

While thinking about it, he fights against the enemy without hesitation. Despite the fact that I did not put up with the spirit, I saw the squeaky of that moth, the soaring of the popular Naederdam’s popular propaganda.

The key types of fire, water, wind, lightning, and the basics of art in Naderks. It does not mean that it has a special taste. I have not done anything difficult. The Nederks flow divides into a complex and diverse type like a leaf and leaf from here. In that sense, what men use is not used in the actual battle, the type in the dojo. Even so, this wolf is too-

“Surprisingly, my wind is so fast, that sounds like that too”

“The next one is lightning, it’s too sharp, it looks like you’re looking at a real lightning bolt.”

Those who admire are not in the sight of men.

(Huh, I’m just stupid and stupid. The more I am dumb, the more soft I can make it. That’s why I’m strong, this little monk. )

The movement of the man is mixed with speed. In the eyes of the young man facing each other, a swaying yang flame, a free-flowing eyelid, and a flame appear. The difference between zero and max produces this landscape.

“… fire.”

“The recent young people neglect the basics very much. Apart from that, I’m sorry I knew.”

Doji’s niece. If you look only at the type, it is a level of difficulty that you can not say anything. If it is said that the art from a while ago is done, ten people can do ten people if it is the people of Netherdam. But how many people can be told to do it at this man level?

“Gee, I’m strong. I’m the second in the fight,”

“… yeah, I am second?”

Too much shock causes the man to stop the bag. The audience was disgusted and unresponsive.

“Yes. Takeo was stronger.”

“That’s right, I’m lower than that Takeo who specializes in fish hunting, more than anything else, I’m really frightened, oh, it flew. Hey, it’s a piece of liquor!”

A man puts a brow on his face and makes his gray hair, which has been extended freely, back in all back. The light is so sharp that it can not be compared to when she was playing children until now, and the sense of intimacy swells in a step-by-step manner. The people of Naderdam finally remembered him.

“Well, a former Mikishi, a” white tiger “. Tigre la Gudgee. A man who was the head of a Miki Shio up to the appearance of Schauhausen. Why, in such an ugly, shabby figure

Tigre smiles ferociously. The gaze is only to the young swordsman.

“I also hate being able to fight, but what I hate is more than anything!”

A ferocious beast appeared in front of the young swordsman. It’s too low, like fighting a four-legged beast.

“You can’t” understand “my nephew!”

“That!”

The tiger’s nail fangs from an extremely low sky grow.

“Temee, how are you?”

“… first thing”

“Ha ha, it’s an honest and good boy. Then Temee show me the bottom!”

A wild tiger onslaught. Former Miki Takashi first. Basically, they are three nobles who always stand side by side, but when there is a person with exceptional strength, even if they are side by side externally, they may set a rank in the country. He is also one of them. There is that strength.

And the people of Nederdam understand this anomalous situation with the name of Tigre. He must have been the strongest of the age just by saying that he was old, still fallen, and three noble. The man who is the head of this, a young swordsman who comes over here and crosses more.

This is unusual.

“First name!”

“Welkin. What is your grandfather?”

“It’s Tigre! Engraving!”