Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Unlike us, who hesitated under a subtly different pressure, the soldiers of Taji and Leitor were urgent and skillful at the same time.

“If you don’t have a blessing or a shield, get out of here! Caltz you idiot! You mean you!”
“Change into a long weapon!!”

Of course, not everyone was proficient, but since there were 20 people gathered and only one was ulta, it would be enough to say that they were proficient. Even that, he avoided the sudden attack of the corrosive body and reflexively tried to enter into a counterattack, but the movement that quickly fell back at the sound of calling himself was sharp.

A soldier named Kaltz, who even went through the process of switching weapons with a soldier holding a shield and a spear, proficiently stabbed his spear at the corroding body as soon as he switched weapons, creating an opening for his colleague holding a shield to approach.

A sharp blow pierces the body’s stomach and blood spurts at the same time as the sword of the soldier who jumped out holding the shield is embedded in the body’s knee. The instantaneous mana management he showed was efficient, if not explosive, and it was precisely locked into the knee of the corroding body that was expected to be hard.

As soon as he confirmed that the sword was stuck, he rolled his body and escaped behind the corrosive body. It was not a skill to deal with once or twice. Just as I whipped Esthe into their bodies when dealing with the Unlucky Hulks, it was clear that they knew that was the best way to delay their recovery.

However, unlike the guys I knew, the corrosive body only stopped moving for a moment and did not scream in pain. However, it is not that the vocal cords have gone out, but it is making a boiling sound as if full of anger.

Maybe unlike the guys I’ve dealt with, they’re more like combatants, so they’re immune to pain. In that case, things could have gone wild, so I decided to move quickly.

“They say that if you rub it wrong, you will die, are you okay, Carl Kansi?”

However, he did not forget to ask Carl Kansi about his intentions. Martial arts, where you have to fight only by believing in your own body, can be the worst environment for Carl Kansi.

Except for the hole in the pit of the stomach and the limping of one leg, there was no hindrance to movement, so they are threatening enough. Because I have a lot of eyes, I can’t use my abilities by taking off the car and playing chess, so it’s hard to expect support.

Anyway, it seems like we’re a different type of soldier than the ones we fought against in Epaga Sierra, so it wouldn’t matter if we dropped out, but Carl Kansi replied confidently with a smile that showed off his dry teeth.

“Isn’t it enough that blood and bodily fluids don’t match?”

And he ran out before me.

The moment when Carl Kansi, who had just approached the back of the erosion body with a knife stuck in his knee, closing the short distance in an instant, stomped his foot loudly, and at the same time, his fist punched the monster’s twisted latissimus dorsi muscle mercilessly.

-Paaang!

The sound of the heavy punching bag exploding and the screams of the eroded body echoed. In fact, I’m confused about whether the sound I heard is correct.

Perong! Wasn’t this Obviously, it was the right latissimus dorsi muscle that was hit, but seeing as the left side was the one whose skin was swollen and distorted, there was a good chance.

“Queueek!”

The guy, who hadn’t screamed even once when he was stabbed by a spear, seemed to be unable to withstand the sudden sharp pain, so he swung his elbow back wide and tried to shake off the sword.

However, as if he had predicted it in advance, Carl Kansi moved along the upper body of the spinning guy, grabbed his back, and delivered a body blow in exactly the same way and in the same location.

-Adduk!

Then, this time, not from the other side, but from the right latissimus dorsi muscle, where Carl Kansi’s fist was lodged, the sound of something being properly smashed. It took a while for me to stick out my tongue at the scene that convinced me that when Carl Kansi was fighting with me, he fought without much skill as a martial artist. I picked up an este for it.

[Is it my turn?]
“Not yet.”

When Este, who was excitedly trying to open her mouth, chanted in a low voice, the girl grumbled but became quiet again. I didn’t want to fight comfortably because it was me, but I couldn’t help it now.

The fact that there was an erosion body meant that there was a specialized unit using the tools called ‘workshop’ that I saw in Rengi. Even that should be at close range, but if you use magic or divine power, you can’t take it out or drive it.

“We take this side!”

The soldiers abruptly came to their senses at the cry of Taji, who swung his two-handed sword skillfully and deftly passed the corroding body’s kick and distorted his posture.

Even if no one told me to, I turned my eyes away from the scene where the minority supporting Carl Kansi and the majority to neutralize the remaining corroded body diverged, and focused exclusively on dealing with the corroding body. Someone shouted, “The saint of punishment is with you,” and I was very embarrassed, but it wasn’t too difficult to concentrate because no matter how embarrassing I was, it was better than dying.

However, the result of that concentration was a bit different from usual, so I almost hesitated.

It was a different feeling than when strengthening with magical power. There is no illusion that time is passing slowly in the tension, just that all senses are infinitely sharper. All the sights that come into my eyes are changing quickly, but I didn’t accept it as crazy or couldn’t catch up, but I was able to move and catch up with the same speed.

For a moment, I thought I had made the mistake of using magical powers or spells unconsciously.

Even so, the reason I couldn’t stop moving was largely because I had already stabbed him deeply under the armpit, following the swordsmanship imprinted on my body.

It didn’t respond with a cry of excruciating pain, but it clearly recognized that it was being attacked and reacted. Instead of trying to shake me off by simply swinging my arm, I try to hold on to the stabbed blade by giving strength to my upper arm and attaching my arm to my body.

Compared to the Unlucky Hulk, it was a very rational decision. Even the axemen who fought near my house didn’t react this way… but that wasn’t the only difference.

Too slow, too weak.

It is possible to draw a sword by looking at his movements. I could afford to take out my sword while twisting Este and pulling out his shoulder joint.

The guys who fought earlier were slow enough to yawn compared to the ones who had to learn the next action to some extent and deal with it in advance through checks. Apparently, there are various types of eroded objects created through the debris.

“window!”

The thought that almost fell into another place for a moment was cut off thanks to the cry of Taji. At the same time as I stepped back to avoid him, the soldiers behind me stabbed spears into his hip joints from left and right. Aside from their proficiency, it was very touching that one more person came out and put in a large tower shield to protect me from the bleeding of the erosion body.

In order to repay the impression, I aimed at the armpit on the other side of the erosion body that was bent over the tower shield, stabbed Este, and pulled out the shoulder joint in the same way. If it was Unlucky Hulk, the shoulder on the other side had already recovered and he should have swung his arm like chasing flies, but he still made a boiling sound and tried to raise his arm, but he couldn’t succeed.

Taji leaped really high even with his prosthetic leg on, and thrust his two-handed sword with all his might into the top of the head of the incapacitated creature. Because he hadn’t pulled out Esthe from his shoulder yet, the sense that Taji’s two-handed sword turned corrosive bodies into corrosive skewers flowed through the sword body.

I drew my sword, surprised by the creepy sensation and once by the fact that I fully felt the subtle change.

“ax!”

The corroded body was alive even though it had become a two-handed sword holder. If Taji’s sword hadn’t belonged to the thin side for a two-handed sword, it would have been enough to open the mystery of the human body.

Looking at that, it seems that the tough life force is not going anywhere, but it seemed not to be the case when I was watching him collapse on the floor trembling as if he had a concussion.

Taji did not hesitate or be surprised at the appearance of such an eroded body. I just calmly laid him down, and as soon as the huge soldier came carrying a large battle axe, I just pulled out the sword with all my might in accordance with the timing of his swing.

As if blacksmiths were quenching hands and feet together, at the end of a natural movement, the neck of the erosion body fell off. I realized a little later that the series of processes were not only to kill corrosive bodies, but also to reduce their blood spatter to a minimum.

“Should I really call him a saint of retribution? I wondered how a human race that didn’t even use an aura could achieve such an achievement and head to the Holy Land, but that’s a neat swordsmanship without any superfluities.”

Taji, who stepped on the back of the erosion body with his prosthetic leg to reduce blood spatter as much as possible, smiled with satisfaction and turned his head in the direction of Carl Kansi.

“Turn it off…”

And it was the same for me, but the reaction was different.

“That side is also a pioneer of rumors. It’s a pity that we don’t have a martial artist.”

While Taji responded as if he had expected it, I couldn’t help but admire Carl Kansi’s fighting ability, which was superior to my imagination.

The appearance of the erosion body played by Carl Kansi was very horrific. Originally, it was like a twisted Nether mutation, but now it was all the more so because the whole body was swollen and collapsed, and it was repeating a very slow recovery. Although there were swords and spears stabbed in his limbs, the wounds inflicted by Carl Kansi with his two fists were more noticeable than those.

“You have a very professional skill in beating?”

When I spoke to Carl Kansi, who approached me with a refreshed expression, as if he had relaxed for the first time in a while, he just shrugged lightly.

“I was weaker than expected, so it was hard to control my strength. A catastrophe almost happened.”

It was an extremely inappropriate remark to say behind a moaning monster that resembled a gigantic bag of blood under its skin, but perhaps because of the good results, no one fell for his attitude.