132 Episode 4 (2/2)
”... My mother's name is Cecil?”
In this question, the boy ties his lips to a single letter and nods greatly.
He pulled a wooden sword out of the sheath and screamed loudly at me.
”Now, let's fight against Jinju!”
The wooden sword held by the boy is small but ingeniously crafted. Speaking of which, Goz was good at such crafts. Remembering that, I sarcastically lift my lips.
――If you don't do that, you're going to laugh like you used to be.
The boy repeats words without a wind that notices my inner heart.
”What's wrong with that! You can't cut anything without a sword!”
The occasional strange tone is probably due to the passage from the mother's story. It's a line that the hero of the story is likely to talk about.
-Well, what should we do?
Looking at his younger brother in front of him, he is seriously worried.
To be honest, I don't feel close to being a younger brother. Anyway, even before leaving the island, I had as many half-brothers and half-sisters in both hands as my father was holding out to the burdocked woman. And, rather than exchange words with most of them, they didn't even meet.
I can't help feeling the affection of my immediate family when such two brothers and sisters are added.
Nephew I wasn't just looking at my half-brother, but at the eyes of Gozno and Cecil's child. There are many things I think about them, but that doesn't mean I'll treat this child cold.
It's only natural that he beats Uncle Goz and saded his mother. If I were in the same position this year, I would have sprinkled one or two duels with my opponent. Without even thinking about the cause of Goz or Cecil.
it can not be helped. This was when I was bitter and laughing to do one.
”Let's do it! What you see from this is the forbidden dragon power!”
”...?”
I heard something somewhere, but I jumped into my ear.
The swordsman in front of me continues while I'm confused by the insecure anxiety.
Youma ”No Swordsmanship!”
”Cho, wait-”
Snake King ”The name is a sword!”
”Gufu !?”
I was pierced exactly through an old wound on my chest, and suddenly pressed my chest and crouched.
The little swordsman was proud of what he thought was the effect of his name.
”Afraid or bad guy!”
”Gefugefu, goho!”
Coughing A cramped beat leads to a strange brim, and it's hard to stop.
Probably because my face was so painful, Ibuki withdrew her prominent expression and worried.
”... Am, uncle, are you okay?”
”--Guu!”
In a sense, I got the last blow and I finally knelt down on the spot and burst out.
Fatal blow It was completely unexpected.