Magical Adventure Book

[Chapter 21-1] Defend Against

"Haha. You wanna joke, huh? Stone knife to fight me? I'll cut you down with that wreckage!" Arson advanced while taking a swing to swing his sword. Relax he walked, as if underestimating me.

I shifted away from where Kord lay dying. Grasping firmly the handle of the stone knife wrapped around the sepulchre. As much as possible, for the sake of being able to eliminate the trembling in the hand.

Arson is getting closer. I humbled the horses with both legs outstretched. Make it easier to avoid. As soon as Sam's instincts led me.

He's getting closer. I backed off to keep my distance. Move left and right to deceive him. Not willing to be the easy target of his purple sword.

"Dead you!" Arson swung his sword from above, aiming at the batok of my head.

The raw attack escaped. Just slicing the empty air a short distance from the front. Rippling my blood all the way to the crown, feeling a sensation of relief as it escaped death.

The feeling was only for a moment. Because, not until the blink of an eye, Arson's magic sword was again swung. Sideways, with a fixed target leading to the batok of my head.

Flashing purple flares into the eyes. For a moment I was blind, and I felt a stinging sting that cut my nose. I spontaneously jerk my body backwards. Encouraged by shock from the intense pain.

Consequently. I fell down, then rolled over several times, until a hard collision with a tree trunk stopped my wild, uncontrollable pace.

"Aragh!" My peek.

Pain in the back spreads throughout the body. Shaking every bone joint, as if to be escaped from where it is. My brain was shaken by the pain, and almost my consciousness switch was turned off.

"Brah!" pekik Princess Asaru's. The screams that prevented my brain from closing the curtain of consciousness.

My trembling lifted the body that was revealed on the forest floor. With both hands clenched tightly, and teeth grinding against each other. I fought the pain to try to get back up.

"Receive this, Loser!" jeremy Arson.

As soon as I look up. Seeing the goddamn noble swinging his sword while smiling widely. The victory of a bloodthirsty beast.

I don't want to die here! I force every muscle tightness in the body to spring. To throw the body to the side. Avoiding the purple angel's nail clutches.

It hurts! My left shoulder was scratched by the tip of the sword.

I rolled to the side, and immediately stood in the third round. Back put up low horses full of defense. Focusing attention on each of Arson's movements swung haughtily. I struggled to do it, because of the propagation of pain all over the body. In turn, the blood from the scar that the sword had pierced continued to pour out incessantly. Makes me lose a lot of blood. My eyesight began to twitch.

My body was dazed as our distance got closer. He swung his sword lustfully slaughtering.

My footing was shaky when I was about to dodge. Powerlessly, I fell sitting on the floor of the forest carpeted with wet grass. Staring at the huge swinging cry of the purple glowing sword that was about to split me apart.

"Hey!" Princess Asaru's screams rang through the eardrum.

The swing still continued, but the next squeal rang out, simultaneously changing the path of the sword. I cut and just scratched my shirt. Instead of ripping my body in half.

Arson held onto his right eye that was dripping with blood. I looked back and found Princess Asaru looking down with her right hand outstretched - her left hand holding Shege to her chest. I'm sure he threw a rock and happened to hit Arson's eye. Saving my life on the edge of the horn.

"Women's basis ******!" maki Arson with hardened jaw. "I'll kill you first!"

The haughty man sauntered furiously past me who was still staggering on the ground. Replacing her prey into Princess Asaru who was fixated in confusion.

"Run!" my screams while relentlessly trying to stand up. It's hard to find a strong focus.

Srats!

"Aragh!"

Princess Asaru's back was cut across by Arson. He fell down slammed into the wet ground. Shege in the arms was thrown out of nowhere. He whimpered sobbing in enduring the unspeakable pain. Injured and lost his best friend from captivity.

I growled in anger. Forcing the body to crawl the ground. My determination, no matter what happens, do not let Princess Asaru woe. Anyhow.

"Receive your destiny, grandson of Tura. Death brings the sins of your ancestors" said Arson as he prepared for the final sword swing.

"Hey!" I snapped all the muscles in the body. For a moment all the pain was gone, though consciously the blood from the wound on my shoulder and nose was pouring more and more.

Arson turned to look at me who was running staggered. Forcibly shrinking Sam's body which was already gripped in pain. On that oval face I saw a grin full of reproaches addressed to me.

Without turning her body, she swept the magic sword towards my neck. So light without mercy.

A flash. The deadly swing was approaching. I raised the stone knife with all my energy. Hoping to avoid it, even if it is theoretically impossible.

The truck!

Both clash. The purple rays radiated brightly in all directions, before disappearing completely. Along with the most unexpected events. The almighty sword capable of subverting the two powerful mystical beasts was broken in half. Right in the knife part of my stone about it.

Arson was flabbergasted to see his proud sword broken by a stone knife. More startled was he when he saw the rest of the sword in his hand, which had already lost its light, starting to rust. So quickly scrape the remaining metal down to the handle. Eventually the sword disappeared into dust.

"Arson!"

He looked at her with his stupid look. I who was still filled with anger immediately jumped crashing. Directing his head to his face, and successfully gore the pointy chin of the bastard nobleman.

Pain and dizziness are obvious. But there was satisfaction in seeing him fall unconscious.

The incision wound in my body was reduced. Fresh blood no longer pours in there. Maybe the magic effect is gone, because the sword that became the container is destroyed. I still don't think, a stone knife can defeat a dragon-beating magic sword. However, since the knife was given to me by Artapatu, I can trust him a little.

Fight's over. My energy is drained. Even to stand up I wavered. However, Sam's desire is still great to approach Princess Asaru who is crawling while continuing to mutter to call Shege.

"Daughter, princess ... Princess Asaru," called me as I approached her with great difficulty.

I hold his trembling shoulders. Then, regardless of where the impulse of courage came from, I pulled Princess Asaru into the embrace.

He was not angry or refused. His hand moved to hold me tight. She then cried loudly with a face that was buried into my chest. My blood rippled in welcoming him. Honestly, this was my first experience being hugged by a woman who wasn't from my family. Maybe for Sam too.

"Sam. Shege's missing. He's detached. Woofy was injured, and .. and Kord was lying there," he said. He looked up at me with tears coming down. "You .. I'm sorry. Because of me you're hurt like this. I'm sorry, Sam."

He can apologize like that. Though the wound on his back was wide open. Remembering the word Mama-when advising Chiya who fell while climbing trees-scarred wounds on the body is a disgrace to women. What's more her status as a royal princess.

"Hey, it's not your fault. My wish. Our desire to protect you."

The words that just came out of my mouth made her cry even louder. Ah shit! I'm confused what to do.

At least, until I heard a thunder in the sky. I looked up and found a cloud of black clouds struggling above us. I feel de javu.