Emotion Taster

Arc 3 Sweet Stinged Acid Ant Format: Chapter 29 - Serious Pain . 1

*Whoush ....

Stank!!

Angry, angry, anger .. all these emotions he let out and just vent. I may look annoying in his eyes, the ability to detect emotions so far I still haven't told him. In Geza's eyes, I'm just a know-it-all. Holding the spear, he kept attacking me screaming brutally.

Several times I retreated, advanced, persevered, and raved. Attempting to strike one side in his weapon to be completely broken like Pero's plan. Although there are no signs of success, at least I have tried and make the most of this condition.

Kaivans.

Stank up!

In the midst of the battle, I was again contacted by Pero.

I tried to keep my distance, but Geza himself only let me move about five meters away. If I ran any further, he would throw his body darting with a spear.

"What's up!?"

So, I answered directly, in the midst of a battle-hardened breath where my position was still within the blade of his spear. There I might be a little screaming, but that doesn't mean it's heard by Geza. My conversation with Pero was not too noticed where he himself seemed to be consumed with emotions to think clearly.

You still haven't destroyed the spear? I told you to strike strongly into fragile areas many times.

"ALready, Stupid! You don't see what I'm doing!?"

Stank up!

Back my tank avoided Geza's spear attack direction.

Your hand is weak, your slash is not as strong as before. You just patted lightly for the spear, what's wrong with you now?

Stank up!

In the movement, I again kept a distance of five meters with Geza. While breathing heavily, I tried to answer keeping the focus from being caught off guard. Dividing my concentration to do two things at once is not my forte. Honestly, this is very torturous. If it wasn't for the doping of the emotional wave, I might have died.

"You're easy to say, huh .... But my hands don't want to see what I say. It's like a broken hand forced into motion, hah ... hh ..," I said in a tired state of heavy breathing.

Not like it anymore. Your right hand is broken.

"Huh!?" my response unintentionally came out loud in shock.

I was already suspicious from the beginning, the sensation in my hands somehow disappeared. Initially trying to be positive, this may be the effect of adrenaline, detection of emotional waves, and magic from Pero. Several times I made a move, but failed because of numb hands. The powerful attack that was supposed to swing instead ended up being a stiff movement.

You may not realize, I've put telekinesis magic on your right hand.

"If you know, why do you still ask— Hn!?"

*Whoush ....

In the middle of a sentence full of annoyance to yell at Pero, I felt a wave of emotion. It was anger, it felt spicy and gave me a boost to defend myself. Of course he didn't let me be quiet for a long time.

"Kaivan ...!!"

Stank up!

"Gkkhnf!"

I again resisted Geza's attack with my right hand. Somehow because now I know that the hand is broken, the pain felt to be many times. The sturdy horses of the defensive position resting on the displaced hands became sore.

"HuakaAakKHgtf!!"

Geza's attack didn't get there. After my defense was almost destroyed with a curvy hand of concern, he still continued the attack. Pulling the spear, shouting loudly, braking violently, and returning to flick his spear. At this time, even the yells were already hoarse sounding like shakes on the speaker.

Stank!!

Why with me ...? I just asked, nothing more. When you get hurt and just shut up, I take it that's not serious. If you know your right hand is weak, why not just use your left?

"So I have to break my left hand too!?" I shouted a little protest.

With the condition that I always talk under pressure, this makes my emotions also explode a little. Now I understand anger when I talk to people who are concentrating on one thing. Dividing the focus for such people is very tiring and even stress fishing.

Don'worry. If your left hand is broken as well, I'll have Lia feed you a meal every day.

"Not that the problem, Stupid— GKh!?"

Stank up!

Then, what's the problem? No matter left-handed or not, in the present condition, the powerful swing of your left hand is still intact.

"Hah .. hh .. hah .. listen. I don't care if my two hands break and end up eating like chicken."

Then, why did you reject—

"Because the most terrible problem of living without hands is when I'm in the bathroom!!"

*Whoush ....

Waves of emotion, Geza's attack comes back.

"Hhh!?"

*dodge

But, I avoided. Attempting to jump to one side evaded the vertical attack. The brutal movement at that time was so scary that it could make a hole in the floor.

I didn't get there, Geza who saw me dodge also immediately deflected his spear. This makes me who has dodged once and is in the air to be difficult. Immediately, I straightened and landed my feet, making the brakes for the next moment I pushed back.

Bugcahs!

The attack again missed, again hit one of the walls of the hallway and make this building continue to be destroyed like being evicted bulldozers.

"Hh .. hah .. hah ...."

Hmn ... indeed it is quite a serious problem. I'm still confused what words and what persuasion is suitable to make Lia take care of you while bathing and urinating.

"Tch, ahk!" crack my tongue while puffing up irritated, very, very upset. "Can you dump Amalia now!?"

Oh? You don't want Lia? I'm actually not good at taking care of someone. But, I can learn from Lia. If you want, I don't mind helping with your sanitation.

"Enough! Don't you understand that I'm rejecting this because of privacy concerns!"

*Whoush ....

Stank up!

Another attack from Geza. My strong reflexes due to the ability to detect emotions again saved me. Although the attack emerged from behind the smoke billows, but the direction I can still know in order to be repelled.

Returning back, making distance and even utilizing the bad terrain of building debris to slow Geza's motion there.

You did say that. But, are you sure that now is a good time to negotiate?

If left unchecked, most likely you will lose due to your body being crushed slowly. Sacrificing one big thing at a time is better than letting it erode continuously. Doing big capital that patents are better than donating a little with easily ruined results.

Maybe not just your hand. If allowed to continue without sacrifice to move forward, your entire body would end up becoming a corpse.

"Hah .. hah .. hh ...."

I was speechless to hear the whole brief lecture of Peter's sentence just now. Tortured in exhaustion and having to re-think deciding actions.

It's true, my condition is now very severe. The energy in my right hand and leg was not effective out, the night conditions that made my body tired from drowsiness, hard breath and heat indicated my body was overheated, even the small wounds that had been scattered in various corners had slowly crushed me.

I don't know when, if I notice, there are many incision wounds, impact wounds, and friction wounds on various bodies that have even been bleeding. I looked at my hand, there was a shard that even stuck. I saw my legs, the pants I was wearing were torn slashed together with the skin inside it was bleeding. Then, when I wiped the sweat off my head, there was a drop of blood that I wiped away along with the sweat.

My condition is chaotic, with or without a broken hand, I will die if the fight is extended continuously.

Huft .. hah ...

Even to this day, I had no choice and was not given a chance to think.

I began to pass the knife to my left hand, preparing to strike a deadly move. With sturdy horses, I began to stretch my hands forward, aligning the blade of the blade on the left hand with the line of sight of my eyes.

Unknowingly, Pero's knife whose light dimmed into light.

"..."

Concentrate, regulate breathing, sharpen the gaze, focus the hearing. Geza is now not far ahead, it is only a matter of time for him to attack. In the mediation for those few seconds, I could feel quite a calmness. So ....

*Whoush ....

"Hhh!?"