410 408 Two Half Dragon Men (2/2)

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Me and Fran unleashed Stan Bolt in a row toward the tree where mysterious signs were hidden. A small figure emerges only for a moment in the dark night illuminated by blue and white electric light.

Aimed behind it, we transferred. It looks like it's damaged, but they can still move. But he's distracted by the electric shock coming down from the sky, and he's completely away behind his back.

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We also use wind junctions for abnormal state resistance, but Fran breathed heavily and held his breath just before the metastasis. I guess it's just in case. If these two are super powerful poisons that can't even be prevented, I don't think you can help it to the point of blocking your mouth. I need to take care of my eyes and skin.

Fran, whose mouth swelled with air like a squirrel, swung at me while I was still in the sheath. I tried to beat it to the shadows as it was, but when I stop the motion on the way, it retreats a lot later.

Did you take it off?

But I have no choice. Where Fran stood until earlier, there were pitch-black spears created by dark magic. Apparently there were two opponents.

The new enemy who had launched the attack on Fran was overwhelmingly stronger than the holder of the mysterious signs. In the first place, the signs are quite rare even at this distance. Considering that we were not allowed to conceal our existence at all, it seemed that we retained skills and witchcraft that were suitable for secrecy.

Oh, thank God.

A bearer of mysterious signs speaks to a dark magician. Pretty young. That would be true, too. The appraisal turned 17. And it's a girl.

She is a beautiful girl with a ponytail bracketed with watery hair that is likely to be up to her back if dropped off. Does wearing black leather gear look like something that would appear on the american comics or something? It doesn't just blend into the dark night, all the gear seems to have the ability to block signs.

I hold the knife in my hands and observe this one with a harsh gaze.

At this young age, the fighting power is quite high. But more than that, your ability as a scout is considerable. Besides, he also knows how to handle poisons, and he seems to be the type who can fight with his hands.

His name is Bermelia Baileys. I've heard your name several times, are you a member of the Count Baileys family?

The dark magician is Frederick, 35 years old, but because of his calm atmosphere, he looks older. He's a handsome guy with dark hair all back. The equipment is still black monochromatic ninja-style leather equipment.

Not only are there high levels of skills such as Kensei and Dark Magic, but there are also plenty of resistance skills such as Spiritual Resistance: Lv8 and Flame Resistance: Lv5 and Storm Resistance: Lv4. He also possessed more than one unknown skill, such as Evil Seduction, which is even more unique.

But you have a pretty low status compared to your skills. Still, it is not a miscellaneous fish because it is about 100 on average, but it is very uncomfortable.

I've seen it the other way around. It is an aristocrat who has only increased his level by power leveling and medication. But I've never seen you have a low status, even though you have a high level of skills.

Rank B Adventurer or better is guaranteed if you just look at your skills. However, the status is about Rank D. Maybe it's because of the state of debilitation. They thought it was weak.

It is the race that worries me. Bermelia is a half-water dragon man. Well, this is good. They have a race called Dragon Man, and I guess that half. The problem is Frederick's race. He was half evil dragon man. I don't feel evil, but is it a race that has to do with evil people?

Even the same half dragon man, Bermelia looks almost human. But Frederick could tell from his appearance that he was drawing heterogeneous blood.

He has longitudinally cracked eyes that resemble reptiles, and his right arm is covered in black scales. My left arm is covered in a gauntlet and I don't know if the scales are growing. No, he's a magic guide prosthetic in his gear. They say that's not an arm with a gauntlet on, but a metal prosthetic arm.

”Be careful. This girl is very hands-on.”

”Yeah. I know. And yet, how did you escape the poison smoke and turn it into an attack?

”That's a metastasis. That's all I can think about right now.”

”Metastasist...... annoying”

The word ”trouble” is over here. Frederick is debilitated and his status is down, but he's not losing that experience or insight. Evidence of this has nursed my ability to use space-time magic. It's easier to do it multiple times with someone with just a strong status.

”Fran, I'm afraid of the old type like Frederick and the long battle. We'll decide all at once. '

”Mmm!”