When Demon Child Become Human
␑| Sudden Attack

Run? Whatdoes thatmean? And why does he have to be in Fate's body? My defense is off guard because it's just the two of her, I can't believe ....

I slightly gritted my teeth, clutching the ankle that kept nailing. Even though this girl is reliable and nimble, still it is for the matter of strength and defense, I am .. superior, superior! I pulled and threw out his legs nimbly jumping back, making him lose stability despite having struck the sword-ah, having to count on strength.

Don't hurt Fate.

I clucked and slightly rubbed the chest of his former attack, staring deeply at whoever was using the body of someone I had to protect. The face revealed a knotty smile as it pulled Sabel back in its grasp. Suddenly coming and attacking, I was pretty sure he was not a good person.

"What do you want?" tanyaku.

But the one who was addressed just chuckled. "Losers have no right to ask."

Her voice-ah!

Remai sounded instantly as the sword tore through the wall as I dodged a split second. Clumps of stones and pebbles were thrown following the direction of the sword, as well as fresh blood spurting. If I'm late, maybe my hand is broken.

He relentlessly attacked mercilessly despite the destructive sword and ended up striking the wall, sending me backwards and ending up perched on top of the balcony railing. He was really serious and did not hold back, nor did he look away.

But--hiyah! The balcony on the top floor of the library was torn apart, I could have been scolded .. had to take him away. When he hit Sabel, I jumped. Extreme indeed, plunge from the top floor of this building.

Immediately I piled heavily on one of the legs for a swooping acceleration, held the pressure with the other leg and ended up landing perfectly in a squat. Slightly glancing up-ah, he followed.

Rushing I ran in acceleration, tracing and skipping each trunk by tree trunk. The backyards of the academy might be suitable for fighting, but .. why? Do I really have to fight Fate? Although in theory, now he's not the person I know. Even that voice, the accent is exactly like the whispers in the head these days.

Why is he after me?

I took a step back, landing in the middle of the tall tree ranks. Did he lose track of me? There was no one here, nor did he feel any pressure or aura. Or maybe he's not really eye-catching

Bam!

Kink, avoiding Zweihande who suddenly landed and stuck next to me. A second later Fate arrived, making the handle of Zweihande a jumping pedestal to stab right over the head if I did not reflexively roll back. Ah, he's good at playing sword rotation.

It ended up giving us a distance of five meters facing each other. I was holding the right arm that was injured in the balcony attack. It seemed like it was just a small wound, it didn't hurt and the blood had stopped flowing.

We ended up silent on the spot.

The wind rustled my black cloak suit, as well as the silver hair of Fate in the horses while smiling cynically. The footing grass was so soft, it grew slapping as far as the eye could see. Trees grow regularly, arranged nicely by nature. It's exquisite. However, it may soon be changed more and more with blood or organs splattered. I closed my eyes, trembling in silence.

"Can you kill me?" Maybe this sounds ambiguous behind my flat accent soprano, because if he comes after me, I won't fight back. It's been a long time ... waiting for someone who can really rest me.

I can't hurt him either.

Not want.

Thin grins spread a challenging impression. "Killing you is easy especially with this body. If you really want death I will give you. But ...."

The person wearing Fate's body pulled and tucked Zweihande behind his back, the large sword drifting and clinging slickly without any straps. Sabel is shown first. Alert with the empress' horses, the thin lips were slanted loudly, "Are you ready, to let this woman under my control?"

Instantly the person became the incident had been fifty inches in front, swinging the ferocious weapon. I immediately twisted back before Sabel snatched. In silence, he was unceasingly slashing, curling gracefully with the rhythmic movements of the slender sword. Not a few leaves similar to the labyrinth were also cut off, dated from the mother and ended up mashing the soil.

If it's like this, I can't keep avoiding it.

"Coward! What is immortal and powerful?! You're a weakling who can only run!"

Squinting my eyes, I took this opportunity to prepare the Heart Core. Stretch out your hands until a black magic circle pops up.

"Ice Lance!"

In the clutches of a powerful handbook, Fate slashed back, busy breaking the sliding ice pegs. It gave me a few seconds to attack.

"Phase Bomb!"

Concentrated smoke came together with a huge explosion. I jumped back and hid in the thick of a tree. As it cut through the dust, the sword slices through the moon blocking the vision and the girl is not scratched in the slightest.

Unable to, Soul Dancer was indeed weak if it went against the Swordmaster. But at least I've put some distance between us. I watched him from behind a tree in the distance. Still don't understand what he wants. If I have to beat, how? I don't want to hurt anyone.

I saw his expression a little? To strengthen Sabel's grip in the right palm by raising his left hand.

"Weak! You can't protect anything and anyone!" his shout came to a halt and began to bring the side of the sharp blade closer to the left wrist, "perhaps, it would be best if I were to kill---"

Trang!

The roaring crackle was clearly deafening, mingling along with the roar of wild wind as I sped. Reflexes he dispels attacks with a sword that has crossed in front of the face. But I gave Fate a push until it bounced. But the girl had already set foot onto the earth even though it was a little staggered. It seems he already thought of my attack.

I was ready in the horses, the fingers tightly interlaced with the Swordmaster's slender Sabel-sword-in-hand, staring ferociously at whoever was controlling Fate's body. "Don't you try."

Seconds later the deafening whirring back roared, firmly carried away by the wind when he was in front of the eyes wielding the sharp blade.

I admit that he is very good at fighting with the sword. We attack, we defend the same. Maybe Fate is fast but my body is used to the sword and I think we are accurate melee attackers. No wounds, no blood. Equally good at maintaining the wholeness of the body in the rhythmic contortion of the candrasa.

I stabbed, he dodged. Denging struck when we chose to attack simultaneously and the two iron blades collided. He slashed, I firmly held on. Sparkling flames burst out at the complaints of two sharp blades. Hit back but back shot forward, determined as if to knock each other down.

"Ho? You're fine with your bicycle playing with a sword." The sentence successfully lit the coals in the chest recess, inviting me to let out a cruel look and be more alert than before.

He was always hit when receiving a full blow of strength even I decided to increase speed. Left-right, deftly slashing; trying to carve a wound. One point, I concentrated all my strength and stomped at Fate's Sabel, brushing him far to the side.

Reluctant to pause the attack, his empty hand was now holding a large sword. Suddenly I tilted the sword and held back with two hands as he jolted the great sword with all the power in front of my head to the point that the wind was whizzing around. The power on the handle and back of the sword grew as he pressed Zweihande firmly in the grasp of both hands.

Anyway, I am stronger. Who is the famous person who brutally attacked without fear? I'm.

I pushed mercilessly with the sword until it completely lost power. I quickly wrapped Sabel with his great sword and gushed our weapons away. Both lost their weapons but I still have Zweihande in my arms.

I hit him hard just as he did before I squatted my knee stick on it, stuck the sword right into the side of the girl's head.

"Whoever you are, quickly get out of Fate's body!" my grunts are violent for the first time in this world.