Chapter 22
It was rude humans.
Al Araksar thought so.
I was curious about my first visitor in thousands of years, but that’s it.
So spoiled humans and no longer wanted to mix.
Finished with a sword, no matter how bad humans can beat themselves.
Ancient One was interested in everything in the world, and he was especially interested in systematically organized techniques like fencing.
It is Al Araksar that Ancient One made all the swords of the world.
However, the more I divided the sword felt something strange.
‘You’re good at recipes.’
Al Araxxar himself was a talented human sword.
But only a hundred years old human beings. No matter how sharpened, there was a limit. You couldn’t beat yourself for thousands of years.
The sound of the sword struck in the cave.
Surprisingly Al Araksar was being pushed out one step.
Human fencing was very aggressive. He abandoned everything and focused solely on the attack.
‘Have human swords been so sophisticated?’
Even he was slightly surprised.
His swordsmanship was from all races.
However, there was no fencing of this attack.
As if attack is the best defense is not moving.
Al Araksar did not even have time to perform the sword that he boasted of.
I was literally crushed.
Human beings, the adult of the sword!
‘It can’t be.’
Al Araksar shifted his defense from defense to attack.
You can’t win by blocking.
Both gave up their defenses. I didn’t care about minor wounds.
Sophisticated and systematic fencing?
Only the sword was swung for victory.
Is it time to compete about two hundred sum?
A sword flew through the air.