Masters of qigong also use qigong when walking. When the foot touches the ground, it pulls it and moves the body forward. This is because the body can move faster and stronger by holding onto the ground with qigong.
In that sense, Hughes was not like a master of qigong. Her steps are infinitely light and her demeanor is frivolous. She doesn't seem to have a strong aura to be wary of, so it seems like she'll forget her presence if she's gone.
However, his unique and strange leeway makes even him a departure from the strong.
A man called Hughes, who is completely unknown, came to Tirkanzaka in small steps.
“Tyr!”
Tirkanjaka became puzzled and called to him.
[phew? Why did you come all the way here without being there?]
“I came to see Tyr.”
[Well?!]
After giving Tirkanzaka a natural smile, which was slightly bewildered, he turned to Shay with a frivolous attitude.
“I asked Tyr. Get the laborers out of here. If the laborers go out and run, we can avoid the chase if we sneak out in the middle!”
He explained excitedly like a child hungry for praise. After she heard the story, Shay nodded her head, and she felt something strange.
His face, his actions, his tone, and his behavior are clearly the same. But it's different.
tuk, tuk. It felt like a small iron bead hitting my chest. Her strange sixth sense, which her dozen deaths had brought to her, grabbed her by the arm. Shay followed her sudden intuition.
“Mr Shay!”
Shay answered with a smirk as if waking up.
“Uh, yes.”
“Why are you taking out your sword… ?”
“yes?”
Shai half-pushed it, but was startled to see Cheon-eeng. Because she realized what she was trying to do.
Obviously, if he hadn't pointed it out, he would have had his right arm amputated by swinging a chinen.
I remembered the past. Tried to have her right arm amputated, and then devoured it for several days. At that time, in her memory, Shay captured Cheon Aeng, not Chuck.
“Ah, this. Do not worry about it. It’s like a habit.”
“It’s a very unusual habit. After all, there are some people who can’t feel safe if they don’t hold a knife.”
He smiled softly and took over Shay's words.
Also, something is different. Despite her intuitive realization, Shay struggled to calm her discomfort. She said that Hughes was terribly suspicious from the first time she met her, and she's been suspicious since she's known her.
Hughes is a person who wouldn't be strange if he did anything strange. It's unlikely, but if the Sixth Commander suddenly shows up to surrender, Sei will be suspicious of what he's done. If you care, you lose… .
[…] It's weird.]
And Tirkanjaka felt a similar sense of incongruity and put her hand on her chest. A thin beating that can be felt softly on the thin skin. Normally, when he came closer, he was excited and running happily, but there was no news today.
Have your feelings ever changed? It may be. The human heart is like a reed.
With his regrets hidden, Tirkanjaka called for him.
[phew. didn't you call me Then I would have found it.]
“Should I dare to come and go to the Sijo?”
[Although I usually did well.]
“I feel like I want to meet you today.”
obviously weird His voice, gestures, and face are obviously him, but there is a sense of incongruity in what he does. And Tirkanzakaza, who had been fighting many things for a long time, was pretty good at trusting his intuition.
Tirkanjaka secretly got lucky.
[Okay, huh. Isn't it time to return the card I received from you?]
“My card? What card?”
[Can't you remember the card you gave me?]
“It’s not just one or two cards. There must be so many kinds.”
Heart 1. Heart, blood, or life. Tyr has not forgotten, and he must have been too.
His suspicions of Tirkanjaka gradually took shape. Now he lifted his finger with an ice cold smile.
[Became. Take it yourself.]
“Where did you put it?”
none other than in her body.
He asks with an innocent smile. A flawless, soft smile feels terribly disgusting. Tir Khan Jakka clenched his fist. The darkness that sympathized with the owner's feelings trembled like crazy.
Despite the apparent hostility, he did not panic. As if something to come was 'he'. No, Hilde, disguised as Hughes, smirked softly with a smile on her lips.
“Ugh. It's not good~. Well, I don't know much about him to say I've followed him perfectly.”
His face is clearly the same, but his gestures gradually become softer and more relaxed. Even a small act is a mix of finesse that is difficult for ordinary people to even notice.
When a familiar face took an unfamiliar action, Tirkanzaka felt an instinctive rejection. As if to reflect her uncomfortable feelings, her Black Knights reveal their ferocious appearance. Hidden in her darkness, she growled like a beast.
[How was your vacation?]
“yes? How did you do it? The question is reversed. What he did to me is a more appropriate question.”
Even in the face of Sijo's wrath, Hilde was calm without a single fear. It's not that she pretends not to be her, it's that she is truly fearless.
Lack of knowledge? Nor is it Rather, he can see as much as he knows, and he knows his opponent's skills better than anyone else.
Lack of emotions? Neither is it. What an actor needs is richer emotions than anyone else. A person who does not understand emotions cannot act.
Still, it is the privilege of those who have lost themselves to be calm. Only those who have been abandoned by fate and have lost themselves become fearless warriors.
Tirkanjaka felt a strange sense of déjà vu. He was accustomed to that attitude without the slightest fear in front of the Sijo.
[Holy Swordsmanship… ?]
However, for a while, Tirkanzaka denied his speculation.
[No, it is different. Those miscellaneous things are uncomfortably hard, but you're a little different.]
“thanks. Because you complimented me, girl, I don’t know where to put myself.”
[It means that it is loose enough to feel badly.]
Tirkanjaka swung her arms and approached. Suddenly, Hilde was surrounded by darkness. Here, if Tir Kanzaka only had the will to do so, she would be engulfed in darkness and drowned regardless of her abilities.
[You haven't answered me yet. Cheonmin, if you don't open your mouth right away, I'll kill you myself. After all the blood is drained and only a handful is left, I will make you suffer forever with that speck of blood.]
“Can you?”
Hilde placed a calyx on his face with her hand and shook her head with a fresh smile.
“Can you treat this face so harshly?”
Of course. Tirkanjaka, with a cold heart, is not swayed by emotions. Even if you have the same face, if you recognize that you are different, you can respond rationally.
He had done so and was sure he would again this time, but Tirkanzaka found himself momentarily speechless. His chin, and hostility hung on the threshold of his heart.
“You are hesitant. you are cute Also, did you get something from him too?”
And Hilde captured the emotion of that moment. Her eyes also sink.
“The reason why the founder Tirkanjaka came all the way here. It's not a political move. If it was a political move, we had to show our intentions so that we could know each other. personal revenge? Nor is it The target was not clear. Then the rest of the possibilities. It is possible that it was purely followed without a clear purpose. It was only at the level of a hypothesis, and that was the correct answer. Then the conclusion is that the military invasion was purely his idea.”
Tyr, furious at the fact that he had given the enemy information and weakness, stretched out his hand. The Black Knights came forward, and the sword and spear made of shadows were pushed.
[Even if you cross the line, it is too long. Isn't life worth it?]
Even so, Hilde was still relaxed. As she tapped the spear of the shadow aimed at her neck, she gave a peculiar smile.
“But you don’t actually launch an attack. Are you having a hard time attacking this face? How the hell did you receive something valuable?”
[ね… .]
“Fufu. It's obvious. After all, everyone here got something from him and followed him all the way to the military… .”
Hilde, noticing something, fell to the ground while speaking. It was a violent movement, like she was grabbing the floor rather than falling. Immediately after, an invisible sword slashed at the place where she had just been.
“Sheesh.”
The air swirled and Shay appeared hidden in a mirage. When the surprise attack of her conversion failed, Shay clicked her tongue.
Hilde said as she leaned on the floor and got up as if she was bouncing.
“Oh? Isn't that rough in your hand? Even if you look at your colleague’s face?”
“face? Shit, what a big deal.”
“… hmmm. Sincerity? Is it a lot of experience, or is it innately ungrateful? Considering my age, it's probably the latter… Joe? I have a question.”
“Would you mind not dictating my personality?”
Shay grumbled.
Shay went through all sorts of things in a few rounds. Yesterday's friend became tomorrow's enemy. She was betrayed and betrayed countless times. Or, she remembers that she was once her best friend, but after only one round, she savagely contorted her face and rushed to death.
Shay, who has killed the same person over and over again, doesn't impress anyone with the same face.
Shay, who roughly grasped the strength of his opponent, expressed his clear hostility with Cheoneng and Jizan.
“If you want to leave a will, tell me. Nana, Tirkanjakana. Are you busy right now?”
“I am not here to fight. I was introduced by an acquaintance. What does he mean by looking at me to meet you?”
“that? Are you talking about Hughes?”
“yes. Shay, you said you might be able to find what I forgot.”
“If you have lost anything, go to the fence. Or maybe she thinks she's donated and she forgets.”
“I already did. That’s why I’m like this now.”
Hilde chuckled. As Shay frowned at an attitude that could not be found hostile, Hilde straightened her voice and changed her face. As Hughes' face and voice gradually disappeared, she gradually became more feminine.
“My name is Hilde. He was so named.”
Hilde, who had completely escaped Hughes' appearance, said to Shay.
“Shay. I have a request for you. If you do my favor, I'll give you one piece of information you'd like to know.”