Chapter 199 – Germania (6)
Fran stepped on the garden soil and dashed. A posture that makes use of the small height advantageously by bending the body! To be honest, I was caught off guard and my mouth gaped at that speed.
The first second or so was slow, so I was fooled. The distance that was about 5 meters away, when the eyelids closed and opened, less than 2 meters remained.
─Hurreuk!
The fighting instincts he had acquired in his body unleashed a type of counterattack he had been practicing a few minutes before.
A spearmanship that intercepts incoming enemies from a low stance. Bong, who wriggled resiliently, aimed at Fran’s shoulder.
Fran, who strikes the bar with a wooden knife. The power of Fran, who had awakened mana, was slightly less than mine. Even if there was a difference between a two-handed weapon and a one-handed weapon, it was easy to shed.
But Fran threw the knife with her other hand. The knife was sucked into my throat.
If you dodged, your posture would be so bad that you couldn’t counterattack. I moved the spear short and thick to bounce it off. Aiming for that gap, Fran approached the point where I couldn’t wield a spear.
‘… I made a mistake.’
Let’s admit it.
The fact that I was careless even when I saw Fran’s seriousness.
I didn’t expect our franc to fight so well in the front. The franc in my memory was strong and had a nimble body, but the ability to apply it in battle was lacking.
But as much as I grew stronger, Fran also grew.
Fran, along with me, learned body coordination from Lalilura. With the equipment I gifted him, he worked as an adventurer even in a place without me. Even while her husband, the bastard, was distracted, she studied magic diligently.
I could now understand why Fran asked me to sparring.
Fran wanted to directly show me his growth, which he couldn’t show when he was only supporting from the rear.
It means that I tried so hard to follow my dream.
Maybe it was inspired by the fact that I told you a secret I had been hiding.
‘I’ll do it sincerely too.’
I gave strength to my ass. It sucked the truth.
─Poof! Threw out the window It is said that distance is not important to a master of spearmanship, but I am a master-level warrior. I got hit while making a posture to wield a spear. It was right now to fight with bare hands.
“Oops!”
Frank dodges when I drop the spear and try to hit her in the head with my elbow.
Then he swung a knife at my arm. ─Supapat! Franc, who was trying to counterattack, and me, who was trying to hold Franc’s wrist, exchanged seconds.
Winning or losing was a draw. I missed Fran trying to dodge the throwing knife, and Fran’s attack barely grazed my arm. Even if the knife was a real sword, it would not have been able to pierce the mana coating of Beast Return.
‘Fran threw all his knives!’
Fran, carrying two knives in each hand, was now empty-handed. In order to subdue them without hurting each other, it would be best to launch an offensive from now on.
─Sukkak! I scratched with my bare fingernails. Fran dodged the attack, bringing her arm to her side as if hugging an invisible man.
‘No way?’
It was when I thought so. A wooden knife appeared from Fran’s enchanted armor!
‘Is this why the knives were made the same?’
The armor’s 〈 Portable Subspace 〉 only holds knives.
The fact that Frank deliberately sharpened the stick into a knife-like shape seemed to have been prepared to ask him to fight with me. It was a bluff that she deliberately brought with only four knives!
─Shusyuk! Fran threw the knife.
To avoid? Stop it? No, but it’s not like kiddos’ play as Vector Man, and even if you get hit, you won’t get hurt.
Since it’s sparring, shouldn’t it be avoided or deflected? I reached for the mithril spear and activated . ─Ugh! The magic engraved on the spear shaft and the ᚨ (Ansuz) given to the blade resonated.
“Raw rat parrying——!!”
─ Whirik!! I swung the spear back into my hand and shot down the knife.
[Geirtýr] Also had a technique to block attacks by turning the spear like a windmill, but if I imitated it, I would get hit with a knife like Jammin imitating a cartoon.
─Tak! It was after the knife with the time difference fake was thrown back, and Fran came close again. It was a desperate dash that killed the sound of footsteps.
But I didn’t get hit twice by the same number.
The muscles on his body twitched. When it comes to distance control, I mastered it a long time ago. It is the prejudice of the dickheads that spears are weak in close combat. I also had time to attack because I was not caught off guard this time.
《Arise as God (Dd.F xa m nTr).》
But Fran seemed to have noticed that too.
As I stepped on the steps, Fran recited an incantation. A hand of clay caught my ankle!
“This!!”
A hand without fingers like a mitten!
The words of Doraemon, a zombie whose fingers were welded?
No, this was a golem summon!
‘How without a core?’
I gritted my teeth and ignored the surprise that came to my mind. There is no time to think about anything else!
I got caught by the golem, but I was stronger. But even that is only possible if you step on it! I caught my foot trying to move and fell backwards.
Damn it! Even if I fix my posture, I’ll be late!
“Ki-yo-oh!!”
I resumed my attack as if I were using my prosthetic limb with my idiot foot.
─Booooong!
My body became a ruthless killing machine with a double-digit kill count, and I tried to stick a stick through Fran’s collarbone. An unstoppable attack as if trying to shovel into the ice! As the third gear went into full gear, my fighting instincts awakened.
If we keep going like this, we can conquer Fran!
It was when I thought so.
‘… Oh, but this will hurt 100% francs.’
When I realized that, my arms stiffened.
Our Fran’s shoulders are struggling 24 hours a day to bear the weight of the natural Bicchi Chi. It was because even our francs could not avoid stiff shoulders, which is the fate of busty women.
But you can’t massage Fran’s shoulder, who is suffering so much. Poke him with a stick?
“Fuck! Impossible!”
I hit the brakes and stopped. The ruthless killing machine with a kill count of 2 digits has been left behind. The ice-type murderer took off his mask and revealed the identity of his wife, Mr. Kang.
“—What?”
Fran was surprised when I stopped trying to hit him, but moved his hand.
– Whirik! Thud!
Frann tripped me up with the golem’s hand and climbed up.
He holds a wooden knife in his hand raised to the sky. But it doesn’t come crashing down. It was because Fran also knew that it was not a mount that he had foreseen on his own.
The knife, held high in her hands, came down like a fairy-tale lady.
“Puhaa—.”
Did he really attack with all his might? Fran exhaled heavily, holding a knife in both hands. It was a reward for moving as fast as your body allowed.
“Whoa, whoa, whoa…”
Fran put her hand on her huge chest and gasped for breath.
And Chichi, who vigorously moves up and down accordingly!
‘Hmmmm.’
Because of the lower milk, I couldn’t see Fran’s face as I lay down. But it was a fucking sight. Dog bites I wanted to preserve it as a video and watch it for 30 minutes before going to bed every night.
Frank, who had become bare-handed, bowed his back. Otherwise it was because my eyes didn’t match.
Like a charming dog cat, Fran jumped on the boat and half-opened her eyes.
“… Nor. I told you not to look at me.”
“Uh? No, what are you talking about I didn’t see any.”
“Are you afraid I will be deceived? Nor, are you secretly a liar?”
Franc pressed against my collarbone. I could feel the softness of her fingers as I opened the top.
As expected, he seemed to know that I lost my strength at the end. I was honest and honest.
“It’s true that I almost got beaten. If it wasn’t for Beast Return, I wouldn’t have won.”
The flow of putting an end to the enemy’s legs was fucking smooth. If I hadn’t been faster than Fran, from the time the golem grabbed my leg, I wouldn’t have been able to stop it, and I would have been knocked down in the blink of an eye.
“And above all, this was an unfair match from the start. How can I hit you?”
Can a boxing champ put a hook in her wife’s face just because her wife turned pro? It’s nonsensical bullshit.
So I tried to make an excuse as I thought, but Fran only puffed out her cheeks.
“That’s worse. Am I the only one who doesn’t love Norr, so I’m going to make him a mean kid who beats me up?”
“You attacked her husband thinking he would take it well.”
“Did Norr not attack me because he didn’t trust me?”
“Uh, no, that… … Lehween…”
Watch them block the retreat and attack. Our franc was robbed.
Damn, it took me a while, but how do I answer?
I licked my lips and smeared them with my tongue to make an excuse, but Fran pulled my cheek like a joke. It didn’t hurt.
“So how was it? I worked really hard.”
“… It was great. It’s true. Did you even practice?”
Did he learn these skills while traveling alone with me? No one would have been able to tell.
At my words, Frank smiled brightly.
“Lol. I learned from Norr how to cheat while fighting.”
“Oh my. They say couples look alike.”
But. Yabawi was a sapper who was better suited to a thief than a hybrid ruid master bastard like me. In fact, psychological warfare is so fucking important. I learned that in a fighting game.
If it was Frank, he could use the Nigawa Adogen strategy while retrieving the knife with the golem until the enemy was scavenged. When a pissed off enemy approaches, you kick it and send it to the goal.
“Veronica taught me how to summon a golem without a core. I can only sing it for a short time, but I thought I could catch myself off guard by calling only part of it like this.”
“Yes. He opened his eyes wide and suffered.”
I was the one who didn’t lie and answered honestly.
Come to think of it, the warlock also made a spear of earth rise to check my attack, but was that also an application of summoning a golem? Anyway, since it’s magic that manipulates soil, it must have been roughly similar.
Frank rested his head on my chest and said.
“I was lucky enough to be the first to be loved by Norr, right? Nord also helped me a lot. So I wanted to do as much as Nord gave me.”
“I’m fine as long as you don’t get hurt, but did I mention this before?”
“Yes. When Norr left me and went to exterminate the bandits.”
At that time, after being beaten by Tabula, I returned to the inn and got scolded for lying to Fran and saying that nothing happened. Just as I care about Fran, Fran cares about me.
I nodded.
“Okay. I won’t say any more But are you misunderstanding something? I’m also relying on you a lot, Fran?”
“Yes~ more than now~ Please rely on us~.”
Fran teased her and stroked her hair to make her laugh. Every time I moved her hand, her fran face went limp like a puppy being brushed.
“Aww, it feels good…”
“Hehe. Which one do you like best?”
“Anything is fine as long as Norr strokes her, but touching her hair always reminds me of my mother.”
“Yes? It’s an honor to be compared to the care of a pure-blooded dwarf mother-in-law.”
I answered with a poker face.
Fran said she liked and missed her mother even before she dated me. She said on the first night she said that Fran’s father had died before she was old enough, maybe that’s why.
But for that matter, she had never seen Fran write her letters to her mother.
I laid my back on the garden soil. It reminded me of what I learned while buying this house.
For the people of this world, the house was the most valuable asset. People who wander without a home are people who have not inherited property and have grown up.
I want you to think of the rural thugs I went to commission.
Those people also have heads, so why would they live in a town populated by monsters?
Is it because of insecurity? No. It costs money to sleep unless it is an inherited house in that rural village. Poor people who could not afford to live in a walled city continued their lives risking their lives in such poor villages.
Then——what about francs?
She is the second wife’s daughter.
The life she grew up learning to catch (雜技) from a young age without a home.
A topic about parents that I rarely bring up while living together.
Just looking at this gave me a rough idea of Fran’s family situation.
Perhaps Fran is waiting for an opportunity to speak. Since I revealed all of my circumstances first, I may be in the middle of preparing my heart now.
‘… Will that become clear when I go to Germania?’
Germania is close to Nidavellir, the country of the dwarves.
It was supposed to be an opportunity to tell a story.
“… Ah.”
But that was then. Fran was surprised to suddenly ride Earl.
I did, but in the garden, Lalilura and Veronica were watching us.
No shit, I have a feeling of déjà vu.
When Lari Lura was spotted spying on us through her fingers, she said awkwardly.
“That that… Did you finish all the translations given by you? Didn’t you try to steal it?”
“… I’m sorry if I disturbed you. Lalilura, let’s go.”
“Yes, four!! Have a good time♡!!”
─Fuck! Two beauties run away like rabbits and wild horses.
Perhaps it was because I was lying on my back with my top covered. Honestly, if it wasn’t for them, I wouldn’t have been able to say that the possibility of entering the room like this is 0%. I’m sorry about Dana.
“… Shall I put away the knife?”
“Uh. I need to get dressed too.”
Fran and I exchanged glances and organized our sparring.
The garden should not be messed up before a business trip. I have to hire a housekeeper to clean the house once a week while I’m on a business trip, and I’m tired of overcharging and paying extra for that.
That’s how we spent time mixing our bodies and spear knives, being careful not to notice the diners.
──And about two weeks later.
We crossed the sea and arrived at Kudoses, the port of Germania.
