Star Slashing Swordsman

Remnants of a scabbard that had been erected unwrought.

I took a slightly shaken bar cut from the tip and used only my wrist gently to try and shake it once and again.

"Mmm."

A familiar feeling.

I was familiar with the broken bars I used to wave on both the day I came and the day I came every day. Isn't there a Sofia in this barn that's not being used by anyone? There were also faint expectations, for example, but should it still be said? Sophia, instead, there was no sign of people.

"... go"

I don't have time for this.

The guidelines for action are already in place.

But just a little.

You wouldn't know if others saw it. It's a slight error, but I was frightened.

I just don't have the experience of being relative to a demon for once. Unknown enemy. It was immediately understood that that was the most important element surrounding anxiety.

but.

"Ha. Ha ha."

I understand that I am frightened. No, I distort the corners of my mouth and make a laugh that I bounced on my ears.

By no means is this a spectacle. It's not a fix. Not false, but the exudation of the emotions I had from the bottom of my heart.

A swordsman who lives in my memory.

I couldn't help but be amused that he was even as verbal as he was engraving into his soul. So I couldn't help laughing.

"It's frightening that you're a swordsman. There can be no stretching costs for the frightened. Because emotions that encourage growth are" frightening "like no other. So let me affirm. The" frightened "thing is the weak? Oh, oh, proclaim it to your liking. But it doesn't change my mind. Why? It will be decided. Because this" fright "feeds me. Woohoo, thanks. It's a twat that made me" scared ". Thanks to me,

————— Can climb higher "

The emotion that springs up is "frightening".

The vast majority of humans would not be positive about that emotion. But the emotion promotes the desire to be strong. Because I knew that with my head. I laugh because I feel it on my skin.

It's fun, it's funny, and I can't help but tear my face apart.

"I affirm. Woohoo, I certainly shouldn't throw this emotion away. You should take care of it first."

Scary. Scary.

So the natural emotional theory that I want to be stronger than I am now so that I can dilute such emotions.

"Oh, yeah. Not bad. It wasn't bad to keep waving your sword toward invisible heights, but this isn't bad"

Rather, it was comfortable.

The "frightened" emotions are enveloped with joy, and exaltation is carried throughout the body. At any rate, you want to have the sword in your hand at this moment when you have this expensive emotion?

He gripped the bar forcefully as if to follow his emotions.

"Really...... not bad"

That's what I said, I turned my back on the barn.

My footsteps keep me away from the village.

By the river. I'm sure if Sophia was hiding, it would be that cave-stained place she said she was using in the rain shelter or something.

Put on a big star and I'll move my legs.

Even though I felt sorry for my father, who had strongly told me to stay home, I never looked back in the direction of home. There was no mix of hesitation in his gait.

"Gi......"

A demon of a little ghost with coaled green skin.

A grunt stirring discomfort shakes the eardrum.

That sounded negligently from nowhere, and I was struck by the feeling that my heart would be squeezed tight just a little bit.

From the village to the banks of the river it is about ten minutes walk away.

I said that I had never seen it before in the daytime, but somehow I can hear a unique chirp from there.

Enemies not visible in sight.

I had now finally come to recognize the fact that its existence was going to shatter my spirit without any help.

"Predictions, it's tougher than that......"

Ultimate nervousness not knowing when to be attacked.

That goes on even. I don't see the end.

So mental fatigue is facilitated extra.

And can't you find it or not?

Will you be attacked or not?

The tension ends abruptly.

"Gigi."

That's with the caterpillar of confronting.

"Right. I don't think you can do that."

Challenge the Auga.

Because I had decided to do that, it is not like goblins consuming extra health.

I wasn't trying to fight more than I had to because that thought was somewhere in me.

But there's no such thing as a reason for such aspirations to go through. Therefore, the red eyes shining bright red are shooting through me with the stare of the Raptors in front of me.

A stick-like score shakes small enough to set the spotlight on me.

"... Phew"

I sighed deeply when I didn't spit out the whole thing, including the tension I was accumulating.

The longer it takes, the more goblins will come here that will be dotted around. So I can't take the time. I had to finish the goblin in front of me as soon as possible.

Calming my pulsating heart so hard, I open my mouth.

"Come on."

I am aware that I have low muscle strength.

I also know I don't have the skill.

All you can do is imitate.

Just feed me the wax that I can manifest right now.

An act I have continued to draw in my head over and over again, waving my sword. I had already decided to do it.

So.

"In a flash, I'll finish you off"

I said that arrogantly.