"Tsk!"
Russell screams with a sudden jolt. Reach out and grab Russell's staff. Reach out and stab him between Russell's legs. A stumbling, stumbling foot tucks a staff around Russell's neck, choking her neck, and Azin twists and blocks her mouth with his right hand.
"Russell!"
Carl looks back at the screams you hear behind you and shouts. Azin presses his clenched hand against Russell's mouth while simultaneously slitting her throat with a cane. Russell struggles, but he presses the staff between his arms firmly, and the pressure on her neck becomes stronger and her face turns white.
"Shh."
Azin struggles to see the carousel drawn by Longsword. It was a small voice, but Kassel was not foolish enough not to know what it meant. Kassel frowns in horror, gazing at the azine he caught.
"Ah, Ajin...? "
There was no more azin who was just smiling. As I feel strength in my loosely opened eyes, my brow pops up and completely shifts. Azin twists his lips, smiling and takes a step back.
"Cough!"
You take a step back, and the sound of Russell choking as he takes a deep throat. Azin finds Russell's saliva touching his palm unpleasant, but it doesn't release his strength. He puts more strength into Russell's mouth and stops him with his hands.
"You look surprised. Don't give me that look. You look like you're gonna lose your mind. "
Azin kicks Russell's rattling filth with his knees. Russell's screams are blocked by Azin's hands, but her limbs are loosened and she tries to stumble and collapse. Azin doesn't want to lift Russell up, so Russell's struggle to collapse only results in a tighter choke.
"Russell!"
"Quiet. "
Karls screams, and Azin warns in a quiet voice. He looks at Russell's red running ears and kicks Russell's mist once more. I touched the wet water on the back of my hand. Sweat, no. Tears. I can't see Russell's face as he's holding back.
"Be reasonable, Carl. Why did he bother to take hostages without killing them immediately? "
Azin raises his lips and smiles. Carl hesitates and lowers his blade. The only reason you're holding a hostage is because you have something you want. Without it, he would have caught up and killed without doing such annoying things.
"Why the hell..."
Karls stutters as he looks at the pain that seems to have completely shifted. A moment ago, Ajin always smiles thinly and speaks respectfully of his opponent. But not now. He was still smiling, but his smile was so different from what he had seen at first.
"Why. I thought there was no reason to be like this. "
"What the..."
"I don't think I need to make you understand. Put the knife down. "
As he struggled, Azin sinned even more strongly against Russell's neck. Russell struggled, but he didn't have to raise his strength. A wizard, after all, is not a proper wizard, but a girl who doubts she will be an apprentice. In order to achieve magic in the first, an array of magical forces, casting, and a medium for gathering magical forces are needed. The mediator snatches the staff and stops it from reciting the casting. Strain down the neck to scatter concentration to arrange magical power. If that's the case, the girl in front of you is just an ordinary girl, not a wizard. Although there is no body strengthened by the hemorrhagic heart attack, it is easy for an adult man to subdue a girl.
"On the ground."
Looking at Carl stretching his blade, he's exhausted. Carl shrugs, but drops his sword to the ground. Karl rolls his head desperately, standing up on his bare hands. I don't know what he wants, but once he's taken hostage, he won't be doing anything about it now. Then we do as we're told, and then we see an opportunity to rescue Russell... and Kars looks distorted.
That's awesome.
I will definitely kill you.
"You listen well. "
Looking down at Carl, Azin grins, revealing his teeth. I disarmed them, but that's not enough. Azin continues to command.
"Kneel there. And come where I am. Ten steps. "
Carl had no choice but to obey that order. He grits his teeth and kneels on the ground. Then he leaned to the ground on his knees and approached Ajin. Kills, kills... Carl's mind is filled with thoughts of humiliation. He is the son of a knight. Honorable father, self-educated knight underneath. We haven't gotten to the right knight yet, but I can't believe that dreaming of a knight will humiliate him on his knees.
'I can't help it..! '
Yes, it is. Russell, a childhood friend, is being held hostage. My father told me, if I say knight, I have to protect and prevail. Russell was the woman Carl had been in his heart since childhood. She was not the spirit of a nobleman, but Carl liked Russell who had been playing well with himself since childhood. To save Russell, I can endure the humiliation right now.
"Okay, stop right there. "
While restraining Kars from approaching with his knees, Ajin raises his gaze. It's pretty far from the sword Carl dropped. That's reassuring... So what do we do next? Russell's struggle subsides, but her tears are soaked in her sleeves.
Kill him? That's natural. The question is, how? Simply kill him, or else... Azin's eyes narrow. After this, it's natural to kill. I don't want to bother you when you go to the city for nothing.
'I need directions first. '
I haven't made it out of the woods yet. Killing them both and going through the woods will eventually get us out of here, but that's a waste of time. Too early for that? No, I have no regrets about that. If you get close to the city, you may have unwanted witnesses. This place is still deeply forested, and as I looked around, there is no one else. This is the perfect place to do things.
'I just need one person. '
Azin has a firm mind. One of them will die here. And one of them will lead the way. Who should I kill? Nothing to ask. Ajin's smile became cold.
Got it! Azin picks up his foot and kicks Russell. As she kicks, she removes the staff that was choking her neck, and Russell screams and lies on the ground. The moment Kars was kneeling down to it, he was about to say something. Azin rushes to Karth with a single blow as he pulls up the bloodstream's internal air. Kars is not on his knees. It is faster for Agin to run than for Surprised Kars to stand up or defend. The fist that wielded the power to run was infused with the internal air of the Bloodstream. Qasim! A loud noise shook the forest of tranquility and Carl's head turned around.
"Carl!"
Russell, who fell to the ground, screams. Karls spits blood from his mouth and lies on the ground. Not enough to take a beating? Thinking that, he charged again. Kars' eyes turn dark with pain and fear, as he opens his bloodstained lips and growls. As he looks at the rushing pain, he quickly stammers. No knives.
"W-wait a minute."
Kwaek! As I said, Azin's fist falls off, and Carl's left shoulder is crushed. Karl opens his lips, trying to scream. But even before his spit became a scream, Azin's fist was stuck in Kars' mouth. His fist fills Carl's mouth with all his teeth in a single blow, and his screams are blocked and bent.
"Don't think too badly. "
Azin pulls his hand out of his mouth, pressing into his other hand, his left arm, which is fluttering. I was looking down at Kars' face stained with tears and blood, but his face was calm. Azin raises himself up, gripping Kars' face with his hands. Thud... Kars' body rises up as his muscles burst with energy. He reaches for the squatting Russell, dragging Karl away. The squatting Russell trembles like an aspen, watching the pain coming with a face filled with horror.
"Don't scream. "
Seeing Russell's mouth open to scream, Ajin speaks in a quiet voice. At that, Russell raises his hand and shuts his mouth in shock. It's scary. It's too scary. The moment I felt it, Russell's body weakened, and her skirt drenched black. He pissed himself.
"If you don't follow orders, everyone dies. You don't wanna die, do you? "
Azin looks at Russell and asks, and Russell nods, trembling less. Azin looks at it, smiling heavily, and throws Carl's body to the ground. Karl screams but does not scream. As soon as the threaded doll is thrown away, he rolls the ground. Azin scrubs his bloodstained hands, approaching Russell, and sits down in front of her.
"Turn around, close your eyes, block your ears. "
Asin says, grabbing the tip of Russell's chin, trying not to look at him. Russell nods his head crazily, trembling.
"And... counting to a hundred. So I can hear you, okay? Don't scream. You can't make any noise other than counting. Okay?"
He laughed as he spoke. The smile was the same as the one he built when Russell first met Azin. Russell shrugs his shoulders and raises his hands to block his ears. Then I turned around and closed my eyes.
"Ha.. one.."
And she started counting. Azin strokes her head once with his hands because Russell is an exceptional good listener. Then he turns around and approaches Kars, breathing thinly on the ground.
"Five... six..."
Russell kept counting. Looking down at Russell's shoulder, Azin crouches in front of Kars. His right shoulder is crushed and his face is a mess. Even if he lives like this, he'll never be able to take the sword with his right hand again. Perhaps if the healing magic of this game were so great that you could bring your broken right arm back to life, you might be able to hold your sword again.
'You can't be dead. '
Azin puts his hand on Kars' back head. And slowly he began to expand his mind, using an energy drain. Kars' body trembles, and his energy is drawn to him. It was no weaker than sucking it out of Acacia.
"Better than wolves, I hope. "
Can you hear me? I giggle as I squeeze my hand at Karl's head. The internal air used is filled, and as it fills up, the remaining energy flows into the short circuit. Seeing the gradually rising stamina and total amount of internal air, Ajin smiled faintly.
Nice choice of energy drain.
Looking at Carls' hair, which is losing color, Pain truly thought so.