I look at Ortó and slowly step down from the podium. He stares at with a devilish expression on his face. The evil phase: ....... He looks as if he is possessed by sothing. Does he hate from the bottom of his heart? If so, what is that sincerity that he has been showing us? In a sense, this man who can show a carefree smile with such hatred may be the most terrifying monster of all.
The elves with swords are gathered around Ortó. There are about twenty of them. Each of them seems to be quite skilled. As I looked at them, thinking that it would take a lot of strength to take them all on, one of them suddenly drew his sword and slashed at .
"......!"
I ducked the slash by a hair's breadth. At that mont, my sword fell on his neck. The young elf slowly plunges to the floor with a surprised look on his face.
As if on cue, the elves draw their swords. Behind them the queen is waving her hand as if to ward off sothing. She seems to be telling them to kill quickly.
I move slowly to the wall as I watch. This will eliminate the danger of being attacked from behind. I had learned from Eril to "make your way out before you are surrounded," but he had also taught to "fight with your back to the wall when you are about to be surrounded. I had never thought that the fruits of my training would be put to the test in such a place.
I looked up to see ek and Sidi moving to the Elf King's side. It seed that he was protecting them. He seems to be giving so kind of orders to those around him, but I don't know what they are. But Sidi is standing by him, staring at . His fists are clenched and he is wiggling them up and down. I can feel him saying to , "Please punish the bad guys.
I watch them with one eye and observe their movents with the other. They are closing the distance between us little by little as they close in around .
......You're good, you can do it.
I growl in my mind as I watch their movents. The placent was perfect. If they were even slightly out of position, they would be in my blind spot. Even though they are protected by wards, it's still them. I'm sure they've thought of a counterasure. We must be on our guard.
"......!"
Two elves cut at silently. Both of them hold their swords at the top of their stances, as if they want to cut down with one sword.
"Ha!"
My hand was gripping the hilt of their swords just as their swords were being brought down. Even though the timing was staggered, it was still a slash from the sa upper level. It was not so difficult to respond.
They are pulling their swords desperately trying to shake my arms off. It's no use. I'm not letting go of this hand.
"......!!!"
At that mont, a smaller elf rushes out from between the two elves at a trendous speed. He holds his sword horizontally.
Gaan!
There was a sound like sothing hard colliding. Just as the elf's sword was about to pierce , I leaped up with one foot.
"Gah!"
The tip of the sword that leaped up pierced through the face of the elf on my right, facing away from . He let go of the sword and fell on his back, spurting out blood. I quickly snatched the sword from him and struck the smaller elf in the temple with the hilt as hard as I could.
"......!"
Before I could raise my voice, he slowly fell down with his eyes wide open. The other elf looks on in disbelief. I strike him with my sword in a fist strike. He falls back, nose bleeding, stumbling backwards.
I'm not sure what to do with the sword, but I'll take it.
...... Elves will be destroyed.
Watching the battle of Rinos, the Elven King, Honnoiti, felt fear in his heart. The battle that was unfolding before his eyes was one in which a man of the human race was overwhelming the elves. No matter how many n they had to fight with, they would not be able to defeat him. He alone would defeat the elves. As king, that was sothing he had to avoid.
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It was the queen, Wartky, who was countermanding her own orders. She keeps ordering him to kill her as if in a fever. As he watches, his heart trembles with anger.
......What in the world is wrong with you?
The next king has already decided on the child she gave birth to. ek himself has agreed to it and has declared that he will leave the elf village and live a quiet life. He could not understand her hatred for Janice and her desire to bring down the race of n, even to the point of killing innocent people.
......She's out of her mind.
Convinced of this, he orders everyone around him to take her back to her room. But most of them do not respond to his commands. Only a few female elves are puzzled and confused. The rest of the elves are all watching the battle. All the others watch the battle, hoping with all their hearts that the human race will be defeated.
......All this is my fault.
He mutters this in his mind and looks at his daughter who is standing by his side.
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With these words, he picked up his sword, which lay beside him. Just as he was about to walk away, he saw a man of the human race throwing a sword at him.
He was about to walk away when he saw a man of the tribe of man throwing a sword at him.
......The elves are moving in a strange way. Imdiately after defeating the three elves who attacked , all the n surrounding sheathed their swords and put their hands on the small daggers at their waists. Are they going to challenge to a close combat? It's a bit tricky, but I have a ward. He may have confidence in his speed, but he can't break my wards. What in the world is he going to do? .......
While I was thinking about that, I felt a slight deadly energy. A slight killing feeling amidst the strong deadly atmosphere swirling in this room. ....... It is so faint that it could be overlooked by the casual observer. I could sense it only because I had sharpened my nerves so that I could feel the presence of the elves with my whole body.
It was the ceiling. A slight deadly feeling from a part of the ceiling. ....... I have a bad feeling. At that mont, all the elves surrounding pulled out their small swords and threw them at .
Knife-like daggers ca at from all directions. I try to fling them off with my sword, but I'm still worried about the ones on the ceiling.
"Ryah!"
I switch swords and throw it at the ceiling, dodging the flying knife.
"Aaagh!"
With a small cry, sothing falls from the ceiling and makes a thudding sound. There, clutching what looked like a thin tube, was a small elf. What in the world is this?
At that mont, I felt a deadly presence above my head. I looked up and saw a few small elves falling toward , swords drawn, from the ceiling.
"Ow!"
I roll around on the floor, avoiding the attack, and quickly get up to my feet.
"You got .
I hear a voice behind . Just as I turn around, my body is held in place by thick arms.
"O...... ortoo......"
Behind him was Ortó. He was looking at with an eerie smile on his face and a satisfied look on his face.
"Mou, omaeha, nigerarenai."
In a voice like I have never heard before, he mutters these words.
BARI-LI-LI-LI-LI-LI-LI-LI-LI-NN!
Imdiately after that, there is the sound of sothing shattering. Is this the sound of the wards shattering, ......?
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