Chapter 402 (1/2)

A distorted monster reigns in the snow on one side, the white scene that has fallen in the mountains. The rock shakes the snowy field, and the dry atmosphere conveys its vibration without exhaustion. It was a matter of time to propagate it to human life.

One big cedar. One villager vomits seeing “the former” of the viscera that was spread around it.

“…… That”

Alfred grabs the bow while catching the prey in the distance. A form that gives humans an underlying fear. The appearance of apparently lost normality was so distorted that starvation alone could not be explained. I was not sure if I could take a shot or be honest. Either way, I can not stop at this distance.

“A guy ate some of our friends.

“Please calm down.

“That!”

For those in the village, they killed people they knew from childhood. It is said that anger will not be settled if it is exposed to nothing. However, it is almost impossible for them to release their anger. It is fundamentally too different from rabbits and deer.

Above all, that monster had a clear sense of harm to people.

“I’m leaving! Everyone, please attack me when I’m about to be killed”

Alfred commands in a slightly stronger tone. It is because it is judged that it is not a partner who can beat while holding the element which pulls a leg. The whole body carries the danger. Instinct has told you that you should not fight. Even so, the ‘their’ they are indebted indirectly contribute to the village. I decided to fight if it would help.

therefore–

“to go!”

It starts moving without sound. Because snow absorbs sound, it gets closer than usual. However, because the bear is in a good position for the view, the accessible range will be limited.

It is necessary to determine how far you can get close and the distance that you can take a shot.

One-shot battle, battle betting life and death.

A bear waking up at this time turns into a demon in a mountain without prey. It is killed if it is killed.

(Where are you, how far?)

The heart is depressed like a bell. As if the beat reached the ear-

(This “person” was good with others. Maybe, if you know you, you can’t stay calm here.)

It is not clear why a bear that should have hibernized has come to a human living area and has reached such atrocities. However, it would be impossible to stop a person from firing a counterattack bow after killing one. Do it, do it again and again, this is also the world’s usual.

The sea of ​​fresh blood and offal was as if it were a territory of a bear. The moment he stepped in, instinct, not reason, decided that no further invasion was possible.

(It is impossible than this. I will do it!)

Aoi Tsuji, I draw a bow with all my strength. The aim is to hit an eye, a blow that strikes the brain in the back. Certainly, precisely, with maximum power-

“Oh”

Quietly, the battle opened.

A bear that behaves strangely and wonders if something is caught. But that reaction is too late. Alfred’s full power has already been released, and it will fly at a high speed.

“Gru Gug !?”

An arrow pointing to the eyes. Soon after the eyes turn black and white with the sudden hostility, the bear loses one of the two. Deep, deep-pointed arrows. As an irresistible bear-

“Ga!”

“That!”

A bear who finds Alfred out of the orbit of an arrow and rushes it without getting scolded by pain. It should not have been a shallow blow. At least I did not expect to see the situation ready for war without showing any pain. Still, the things to do are decided.

“Ship!”

I hit an arrow in a row at high speed for a bear that rushed in. The power is nothing compared to the first strike, but if you hit three in the same place, it will be a bear,

“… do not do small movements”

The expectation turns into blisters. Alfred threw a bow. The fourth shot, even from the point where it was repelled by only the one shot that was my favorite, won’t let me take another one. If so, it would be foolish to stick to long distances.

“Good!”

“I will use it. Mr. Yuran”

Alfred who is ready to fight with a borrowed sword. The bears who rush are destruction itself. It does not look like a partner who can get over it in a very human body. In fact, if you sit down and meet you will die without a few seconds. If you can do that, it is not human.

“Good!”

The view of the one who took it. Alfred dives into the blind spot and shoots his sword. For the first time, he was “hit” directly on a living creature, but it is actually covered with a bear, hard hair, thick meat, and bones like steel. Just shake it out, yet it’s too far to throw it away.

“Half the sight, tank and sorceress lost, bad, but I’ll close it!”

Alfred, who defeated Lushuan and many gladiators and beat Lionel, was much stronger than he thought. There is a response. Their ability to pass wild opponents. The bear moves as I expected. You can move the bear as you aim.

Dominance calls for dominance and by continuing it changes to a win.

Snow danced. White blows up as if it were an explosion.

“Careers, ant!”

The scream of the bear stuck to Yukihara. The blow that broke the belly deeply is a powerful sword born from the tremor. Alfred who cheek looses naturally to blow that oneself growth is felt.

Still on the way. Still, I had a chance to see “the real thing” last time. I fully enjoyed it in exchange for a certain place. You can imitate if you know. Approach, catch up, overtake. I could see the road on the way. Get new points and aim for even greater strength.

After all it is fun to know what you do not know. It is more fun to get it.

Alfred laughs. There is still no awareness of the work included in the refreshing smile.

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There were everyone in the village, and Alfred was fighting, and some men were watching him. It is an interest and curiosity that comes to mind. There are not many people who can fight alone against their wild bear counterparts. They should not be able to fight that way alone.

“It’s not a big deal. It feels like it’s cooked completely.”

“If only the arm of the sword is over the head”

“… Well, I’m saying too much”

“Oh, not a big deal. Even if the arms of the sword are good, then that’s it.”

Ahead of their gaze, Alfred was smiling with a certainty of victory. That would have been the right conviction if that fight was a game. If you lose the will of your opponent and win the battle if you do not want to fight anymore. It is an easy-to-understand story.

But now-

“Shy, let’s take care of it by the time the neck is dropped, and you’re disqualified.”

It is killing each other. The battle does not end until one side dies. The awareness is thin.

So you scoop your feet.

That’s right-