I Can See Your Code

I see your code (169)

I have never been criticized openly and harshly, but originally I used to say that only hardware was a good software asshole on a fictional day.

Compared to the quality and quantity of their bodies and magical powers, it was said that swordsmanship and footwork could not keep up.

Actually, this was unavoidable.

At that time, it was much more effective to raise a specification that showed immediate effect than to learn a skill that took a long time to learn.

But now, that is a thing of the past.

For once, nothing.

At first, the foot technique, which had to worry about breathing even with a slight stretch of the arm, can now be used without even being aware of it during battle.

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My body’s system itself has been optimized for that. It took a lot of time and effort to get to this point.

That’s not to say he neglected swordsmanship.

On the contrary, they had been taught by Reynol and Kyle from the beginning, and they were also taught the Spiritless Sword by Iron, the strongest talent on the continent. I still don’t know if it can be seen as a swordsmanship.

Anyway, in my eyes, who have been through such a process, what that guy is doing is not much different from what I was doing years ago.

no. Rather, it could be said to be worse. At least I’ve never run into it without thinking like that.

Thinking it was a good way to change clothes, he drew the sword from his waist.

At that time, Salvator, who had been locked in the corner of the venue, also got up, shaking himself with an angry face. And when he saw me with a sword, he approached a nearby paladin and stole the weapon.

At first glance, the form is so sloppy that it is hard to tell when you hear it for the first time.

I think you’d be better off just fighting with your fists as before.

This time, I didn’t give any advice.

I’ve been ignoring you over and over, but just because you’re a strong fool doesn’t mean you’re weak.

I, who was in the same situation, didn’t win many times against a vigilant enemy. It was an undeniable fact that at least he had the power equivalent to a second-degree serious injury.

As he took a calm stance, Salvator swung his sword up and down, vigorously.

“The dog… … I will never make it easier for you to die.”

“Isn’t that something you should say once you have the ability to kill me?”

“… … It’s hard to get momentum with just one bite.”

Salvator frowned for a moment, then suddenly spurted his feet and extended his sword at me.

“Let’s see where we can avoid this!”

Easy profit!

I thought as I looked at the tip of the sword approaching at high speed.

no. It’s good to make a surprise attack, but what’s the use of saying it?

It was absurd and he raised his sword.

But at that moment.

Something came out of his body.

When I was fighting a paladin named Francis earlier, they were numbers I was not sure of because I glanced at them.

I’m guessing that’s the code that puts the weakening ability on it… … Is it possible that the surprise attack was a fake from the beginning?

To be honest, I was a little surprised. Because I never imagined that he would be able to perform such a masterpiece. It seems that he had a feeling of ignoring him just before he said let’s not be vigilant.

It is not too late to postpone reflection. It’s in battle right now.

I didn’t care about the unavoidable code anyway and focused on the attack that came close. Through the sword, Salvator could see a sullen smile. And just before the swords of me and the guy collided. Suddenly, the weakening ability hit me.

“I’ll take an arm first!”

The sword clashed at the same time as the guy shouted with a fishy smile. The forces were equal to each other. The shock wave generated by the friction propagated to the surroundings.

Koo!

Perhaps the priests were also playing, but they had already put up a shield nearby. Thanks to this, there was no major damage to the inside of the venue.

I took a deep breath and immediately returned to the position. But Salvator looked at me with a bewildered face, widening the distance, and sulking.

“you you… … Maybe it was first class… … ?”

what kind of bullshit is this

“If I had been in first grade, you wouldn’t even be standing where you are now.”

“Ha, but I can’t do this… … Obviously the ‘weak’ spell… … .”

Was that guy calling it ‘weakness’? Surely there is weakness or weakness, but there… … .

I looked at him and shuddered.

“weakening? What does that mean?”

“… … not weakening. It’s ‘weak’.”

“okay. weakening. What does that mean?”

“It’s not weakness, it’s ‘weakness’… … No, it did.”

Salvator replied with a frown.

“You don’t know. ‘Weakness’ is an ability that only I can have.”

“If you don’t explain it anyway, I won’t take it out from the beginning. He pretends to take a pill or something that doesn’t matter.”

“… … .”

I said something sarcastic on purpose, but he didn’t say anything while staring at me as if he was going to kill me.

Perhaps he was relying more on his own abilities than he thought. It was stopped in an instant, so the confidence that I had suddenly gained disappeared along with it.

But I was almost certain that things would turn out like this. No matter how ‘disaster’ it is, it doesn’t mean that it can give its host any transcendent power.

It is true that ‘parasite’ grants abilities in response to the host’s desires.

However, the method is influenced by the ‘common sense’ of the host at the same time.

If you think about it, it can be easily inferred.

Anyone who wants to fly can just make it fly. There is absolutely no need to create such organs as wings.

However, the parasite achieves its goal of flying by making wings for its host. This is because the parties believe that they cannot fly without wings.

The same goes for the desire to swim in the sea.

Parasites create gills in the host to solve the problem of just making them breathe underwater. It is because they believe that they cannot breathe in the sea without doing so.

So, I decided.

Salvator’s ‘weakening’ won’t work for me.

If we were to say that the power he knew, it would be all about magical power, mana, and divine power. Because I had no way of knowing that there was such a thing as a psychic power that I was the only one using in this day and age.

A power that doesn’t exist in your world is no different than it doesn’t exist.

In short, I am a being outside of his common sense. It can also be viewed as extreme.

“Besides, how long are you going to be like this? Aren’t you trying to prove that I’m down there?”

When he provoked with his sword lifted, Salvator jumped. grinded it

“… … great. I don’t know why ‘Weakness’ doesn’t work, but I don’t need it anymore.”

He once again pointed his sword and charged at me.

“After all, you’re just a level 3 trash!”

Aww!

A shock wave that was so strong that it could not be compared with before swept the surroundings. Some of the priests who were casting the shield were seen vomiting blood.

After checking that they were taking turns with the other priests, I calmly went out to face his attack.

Quang! Aww!

“die! Die!”

Each time the swords collided more and more frequently, Salvator’s expression became impatient.

You would have thought that something like me could be finished soon. But it didn’t go as well as I thought it would, so I was worried.

The more he did, the colder I became.

Blocking the attack itself is not very difficult. No, it’s not that easy. Because the offensive was clumsy as if he had given a toy wooden sword to a really young child.

I think it would be better to have a real fist fight.

But that wasn’t the time for me to be at peace.

I could feel the power on the sword getting stronger. ‘Parasite’ is reacting to Salvator’s feelings and further eroding.

I was just trying to finish this quickly… … .

Without skills, power is also ignorantly strong and vaguely strong. So much so that I could be at risk.

I thought about it for a while.

Even if it’s a little overkill, would it be better to watch the match now, or would it be better to just go safely like this?

After a while, the weight shifted toward the former.

Anyway, the physical performance is good enough to heal any wounds quickly, and in the first place, there were plenty of priests who could heal me right away even if I got hurt.

I made up my mind and was about to kick my feet, but the guy opened up the distance before me. Then he looked into the air and made a strange noise.

“Grool… … .”

No matter how good you look at it, it’s not a human voice.

… … Damn, I thought I made a decision pretty quickly.

He must have been more emotionally agitated than I thought. I hope you’ll let go of your sanity so quickly.

He looked at his opponent with a slightly nervous expression on his face.

It was no longer Salvator standing there. It was just a disaster, ‘parasite’ itself.

He tossed the sword in his hand without any regrets and grinned at me. It was a smile that no human could make, with the corners of his mouth torn to his ears.

As soon as I checked it, I immediately raised my sword.

aa

“ね… … !”

In an instant, my body took five steps back. The shield protecting the venue had already been broken.

I don’t know how many priests died from that shock… … .

Now is not the time for me to worry about others.

I’m Salvator, holding his mind and clenching his fists with a grin… … No, I looked at the parasite.

No matter how much erosion has progressed, it is surprisingly strong. That’s the best of 2nd grade. I think it would be at the level of doing pull-ups in first grade.

… … Is it possible that you are using it as a material of strength until the life of the body now? Then you wouldn’t know that you would die too, would you?

This was far beyond expectations.

Anyway, since I know there’s no way I can kill him right now, I thought I’d just rebel for a bit and be sealed again.

What the hell got this life-obsessed guy to gamble?

“Kiki-ki-kick-kick.”

There was no time to think about that right now.

The guy quickly knocked down the three second-class paladins who rushed towards him and was staring at me.

I don’t know what made him that way, but at least one thing is certain that he’s obsessed with me now.

Then I have no choice but to deal with. Even if I try to run away with Arina anyway, that guy will be much faster than me.

I’ve been really lucky.

I spat once on the floor and then pointed my sword at him.

The goal has changed a bit.

From dealing with one annoying bastard, to surviving a disaster like Baphomet.

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