Still holding the sword, I stared at the character I had drawn.
Except for that bloody-looking expression, the dragon soldier looks like a good-looking human man. If there is a difference, it will be the ability he has.
In this fiendish weather, the canine’s outfit of a single drape of fabric explains his resistance to the temperature.
“Are you waiting for mercy?”
The right of first attack, he said, was still in effect. Unless I attack, he doesn’t attack. As the confrontation lengthened, he twitched his lips again.
“Do you think I will let you live?”
“Not like that.”
“Let me say it again for fear of misunderstanding. I am not moved by the word sacrifice.”
“therefore?”
“So, if you are thinking of defeating a duel, give up. Stop drawing your sword.”
I took a deep breath and did it.
Reminds me of Sabaki’s [Waldo].
The blade slid with a clicking sound. [Mulcan’s sword] accelerated at a terrifying speed while riding the slope of the sheath. Then, as expected, I remembered Sabaki’s [footstep] and charged.
The sword is being drawn, and the distance shrinks with every step. The canine was still watching me with a bloody expression.
The culmination of that acceleration that began with [Sword Sword]. The distance between the mercenary soldier and me was exactly the distance between swords.
At the point when my sword was determined to be an obvious attacking move-
The fang stretched out as he pulled out his own spear stuck in the floor.
It was the dragon soldier’s [Pierce and swing].
Write-
His spear and my sword drew different trajectories. It was a line that had no contact with each other.
Mutual attacks that do not intersect, there is no such thing as an attack or a defense. When I was sure that ‘one of them dies’-
The limitations of [replication] were revealed.
The [Sword Sword], which was several levels worse than Sabaki’s, could not exceed the speed of the spear wielded by the mercenary soldier. Before my sword reached his waist, the tip of a fang’s spear flew into my face.
Kwazijik-
His spear, which tore my lips, shattered my front teeth and returned to my mouth-
puff-
Gears flew through the back of my head.
It is an instant death without room for misunderstanding.
i will be dead
“… … .”
There was no pain.
A system log popped up before my eyes.
[Failed to find a way out.]
[31st simulation failed.]
[Attempting the 32nd simulation.]
It was Jeong Yo-han’s skill, [Simulation].
As deceptive as [Auto Skill], I was also surprised by the effectiveness of this skill. This skill allows for a virtual ’till you succeed’ experience for one purpose.
It is important that it is a virtual experience.
31 deaths played out in my head. If that vivid experience had been accompanied by pain, I would have gone mad before I could even fill the 10th. I’ve had my stomach pierced by a fang spear, my head exploded, and I’ve been blown away by a spear speared and pinned into a cave wall.
[Failed to find a way out.]
[32nd simulation failed.]
[Attempting the 33rd simulation.]
I was still in the middle of a confrontation with the dragon soldier. ahead of the 10-meter gap.
The canine looked piercingly through my eyes and said.
“No, I haven’t given up.”
“… … .”
“Are you counting wins and losses?”
I feel the dragon soldier’s annoyance. I feel impatient. All I need is time. I said while running new simulations in my head.
“Why are you stopping the Imperial Army?”
When I say ‘you’, I mean the canine and molar brothers. Dragon soldiers born from Hidesolau’s teeth, each using twin spears and twin swords as weapons. The canine is the younger of its siblings.
he said in a grim tone.
“Because they killed my father.”
“Is it revenge?”
“Not only that.”
“then?”
“I want to save my father.”
My aptitude [trick] resculpts the incongruity of my acting in a plausible way. I kept asking what I already knew.
“… how? The small dragon, Hidesolau, was already dead a long time ago. The dead don’t come back.”
“There is a way.”
“So, how?”
“The witch promised me my father’s resurrection. I will consider the imperial soldiers dying in front of me as sacrifices for the resurrection.”
as he said The two mercenary soldiers had made an appointment with the witch Carnes. As a mage with the attribute of [domination], she has a deadly secret technique that makes this possible.
[Death Rule]
After awakening, Carnes, as the name suggests, can resurrect those who died on the plains. This [Lion Rule] is ultimately the wall that I and the main characters have to jump over in the event [Witch Hunt].
I wish I had magic talent.
Magic also provides an opportunity to try unexpected solutions at tight timing. However, there is only a 1% chance of that talent appearing in ‘Savior from Another World’. And I’m the 99%.
I’m not the type to long for what wasn’t given to me. This is because it interferes with finding a realistic solution.
‘Let’s change the attack direction.’
I decided to change the direction of the [simulation]. Instead of a direct attack with no solution, it was to aim for his weapon from the beginning. In this world view, there is no weapon stronger than [Mulcan’s Sword].
Even if my sword’s [Cutting] function doesn’t perform as well as Bastia’s [Weapon Breaking]… .
I’m just trying to make that window unusable.
In my head, my sword swung toward the dragon soldier’s spear.
***
[I found a way out.]
[Successful 47th simulation.]
[The simulation ends.]
It was a conclusion reached after a truly tearful trial. Before reaching that conclusion, John had experienced a death that was truly unsuitable for a spear, such as being ‘cut’ by a split spear or being ‘beaten’ by a spear with only the handle remaining.
Still, he was dubious about the results of the [simulation].
‘Is that okay?’
John vaguely remembered. A subtle bug that Miri delayed fixing until the end when developing ‘Savior from Another World’.
that bug… .
Didn’t you end up fixing it?
The canine glared at me and said.
“According to the advisor, dragon soldiers can live up to 200 years.”
“… Why are you proud of your life span all of a sudden?”
“Wait for me to die of old age.”
“… Don’t worry. Go now.”
Yohan laid down [Mulkan’s sword] and lifted it onto his shoulder. Watching that posture, the dragon soldier realized at once that it was a movement closer to spearmanship than swordsmanship.
‘Throwing?’
The canine decided to have a flexible idea first. The opponent’s sword is literally a legendary sword, and accordingly, there may have been something out of common sense about swords.
But even so, I couldn’t erase the ridicule. The current distance was a distance suitable for weapons such as knives and crossbows, even if they were thrown.
“huh. come!”
If the method is throwing, then there is no first attack. As the fang was imagining the trajectory of the sword to come, John’s behavior was unexpected.
John turned around and started running.
It was a terrifying sight for a canine.
just run away
That seemingly never-looking back flight was not meant to widen the distance, no matter how favorably he tried. The opponent had given up on the duel.
“A idiot from the Empire who only talks. The price of waiting for a long time, is it just me!”
Tak Tak Tak Tak –
The only thing resounding inside the cave is the sound of urgent footsteps. John was just running like crazy.
“I overestimated you!”
There was no need to pull out the lance that had been stuck on the cave floor. Instead, the canine pulled out another spear that was hanging behind his back.
“But you underestimated me.”
He raised the drawn spear up to the side of his face. Then he continued walking.
thump thump.
thump- thump-
thud-
The stride length increased with each step. And finally, it became almost a running run.
With a bang, his left foot landed on the floor. Then, his swollen right shoulder released its elasticity.
Cheek-
His spear shot out with terrifying speed. Receiving kinetic energy from running. But John had already thrown himself out of the cave.
Chow ah ah-
Yohan’s body slipped on the snowy road where the team members had escaped. The steep slope made him dizzy, and the eyes digging through his clothes made him sober.
And Yohan remembered the actions he took in the [simulation]. Johan, who quickly turned around and got into a bobsled posture, was able to look up at the sky.
snowy sky.
Inside the fluttering snow, there is a spear sticking out of the cave and extending straight out.
It was a spear that could not be hit by anyone, but John knew it.
About the ultimate javelin technique with fangs, [Pierce and throw].
As long as it’s a target, it’s a spear that won’t allow you to evade.
As he expected, the trajectory of the flying lance subtly changed. When it finally began to fall towards him, Johann recalled the scene he had [simulated].
It was the timing that mattered.
Capturing the moment just before the spear stabs you.
Here, intercepting that spear with [Mulcan’s Sword] cannot be the solution. Aside from the difficulty level, a spear falling from a high place has tremendous potential energy. Even if you ‘cut’ that spear with [Mulcan’s Sword], you will die from being hit by the spear.
Yohan recalled the description of the canine skill.
[Pierce and Throw (Lv Max): Assume the target and throw the spear. The javelin follows the target to the end and flies away, and it can never be the target of ‘evasion’. The target can only overcome it through defense. However, this javelin is blocked by the wall leading to the otherworldly space.]
The last sentence is important.
That it is blocked by the wall leading to the space of another world.
Even when testing this game, a bug that could be applied only when the timing was matched almost frame by frame.
It was a so-called ‘swallow’.
Seem-
Up to this point, it was the same as [simulation]. If I made even the slightest mistake, my body would be pierced like the ogre I saw earlier.
Shyeh-!
The sound of the window rubbing against the air was brutal. It was a sight that made me sick. If you try to solve this with quickness or reflexes, you will surely fail.
shy eh eh-
There was less than a meter left before the spear reached. However, John decided to believe in his aptitude. I hope that [Replication] perfectly reproduces what I saw through [Simulation].
Shyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy-!
When the fanged lance fell right in front of his eyes, John shouted in spirit.
“Inventory!”
A window appeared in front of him in which trivial items were iconified.
The moment the lance touched the spear, it swallowed the lance.
***
“What clothes?!”
By the way it was a scream.
Fangs that came out of the cave.
It was an incredible sight. His javelin is not a martial art. It was a literal secret technique that transcended the laws of physics to pursue and pierce the opponent. Any strong monster or warrior should become the prey the moment he throws a spear.
But the cowardly fugitive overcame it.
It was a situation that made no sense. Even that overcoming was not by martial arts. He had ‘dispelled’ the spear that had come right in front of him.
“Stand there!”
As he was about to run after John, he realized he had forgotten something important. One remaining window was inserted into the opposite entrance.
“Damn it!”
He hurried back, drew the spear, and returned. But John had already disappeared. Worse for him, the blizzard started to rage. He didn’t feel the cold, but the blizzard was blowing hard enough to block his vision.
“You bastard!”
Climbing down the slope at breakneck speed, he ran around sticking his spear through snowdrifts here and there. I couldn’t see because of my eyes, but the conditions were the same anyway. And if the conditions were the same, there would be an advantage to himself not feeling the cold.
Only one thing made him hesitate.
‘The opponent is a wizard.’
Otherwise, he could not explain why the spear he had thrown was destroyed.
The canine was persistently looking for John. Be careful not to make the sound of your steps. Perhaps, thinking that the opponent will also rely on the sound to escape from him.
It was his delusion.
John only evaded the pursuit by moving in the opposite direction from where [the smell of death] was coming from.