Chapter 249 (1/2)
The noise makes Warren look at them and reminds them of the festival in Lusitania. In the case of them, a man who likes silence quietly smiles at a bitter smile as it is an extraordinary vitality.
“Yoh, how are you?”
“We will refrain”
Warren declined to offer advice from the man who is now the Lord. Men also do not want to be so persistent. However, the state of curiosity about the reason which refuses alcohol.
“Not a big deal”
“To revenge or not?”
“I have no right to revenge. It is first to stop my friend. After that I want to know the reason.”
“the reason?”
“Why, if that was convincing, I still have no right to it. My unstoppable, unnoticeable hole in my parent’s hole. But I think that’s why I’ve caused this situation. ”
The man drinks and drinks the liquor he was trying to give away, and he sits down.
“Sometimes, so I’m not a fool too. I darely reason to disguise my name, I guess it’s a matter of course, but I’m concerned about it, but it doesn’t matter. Now that you are in a rocking position now, it’s fine, just — ”
The man smiled with a smile.
“It’s the” strength “of the world, why is it so selfish?
“The big story etc.-”
“Is it good as old-fashioned? Or is it a story that also involves?”
Any more questions and answers only stimulate this guy. That’s why Warren sighed as if he had an idea. I close my eyes as I remember and open my mouth.
“… It’s not a big story, but it’s just a story of a wolf in the well trying to fight the ocean and running away”
It’s a long story of a long time ago. Still, before the beginning-
Yes
Warren Liwius was a quiet boy. I was prepared not to assert myself, to stand out, to fall in love with my birth. The sword smith’s house is a family that has been around for a long time before generations and records. I am amazed as it is even older than my mother country, Rusitania, and the Golden Forest.
However, I devote my life to sword smiths. Connect it. That is the role.
He had that prestige. A grandfather who resigned as being more talented than his father, and in recent years the swordsmith’s talents, which he told the best and best-known master. I was proud to continue researching without interruption and continuing silently and connecting.
But-
“A great festival once a year is finally here too. A sword that breaks the tradition of Lusitania. Which swordsman is responsible for the supreme blow? Brad Ray Felin, one of whom I know, and the other-”
He had another age.
“Warren Liwius! This is an impossible scene. The final of this great festival, the end of the year is a customary practice where the swordsmen of Rays compete, but it is the first thing I know of history, but the elders are I have a cold face, sorry, sorry. ”
It is a story that Rivius has never heard of a sword being exercised and a sword striker. The elder, who respects the tradition, naturally is frowning and sits with a steep expression.
However, there is no way to criticize it if it is a good way to win in the finals and defeat Raye. Lay who lost is stunned and is exposed to cold eyes from the family. However, he was not weak.
Seen in successive generations, it is an average, swordsman with enough technology as a lay.
In other words-
“I will win, Warren”
“……Oh”
He is strong. Compared to blood that has superior ability even in the workmanship and successive generations-
“Oh !?”
Equal. Say hello to a dead shot. They are hollow and sparks, and when the sound reaches the ear they put the swords in their sheaths. We change it by foot and change it and change the standing position, changing the posture and piling up the blade several times.
Essentially, it is a dance of swords that only Rays can make. Beautiful and brilliant, faster than anything else.
“Sh!”
Brad’s sword was a fast, beautiful ray, something that should become the norm of Lusitania. Everyone praises him and no one doubts him believing he is the best in his day. There is a flower.
“Fu!”
Warren’s sword was somewhat insane, lacking in beauty. Although the speed is close to being equal, there is no flower that attracts the viewer. But it is strong. It is powerful. It is a technique that can be forged with sword smiths and exerts it perfectly. Livius’ enthusiasm for the sword also appeared in the exercise of the sword. It is not something that is required of a Lusitania swordsman.
That sword-
“Good !?”
Start pushing Ray.
“Brad!”
Filipino relatives raise rebuke voices. Ray’s succumbing to it, and Livius’s, etc., must not have it, and that voice is included. The role is different. Even if you connect the same sword there is a big difference. It must be divided. Should be separated.
That is, surely, with Lusitania’s consensus-
“……”
Warren also understood that.
“Oh!”
So, he does not say anything. He only insists that he was a swordsmith and there was no physical strength of the swordsman. The result is-everyone wants it.
“Winner, Blood!”
It is not desired. He didn’t have an ego that was contrary to everyone’s expectations.
Besides, nothing changed when I won. I am Liwius. No matter how strong you are, it won’t change. There is no complaint there. There is even a sense of satisfaction.