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    The next thing Ethan felt after striking Occam for the first time was the bitter pain and the hot temperature of blood in his right shoulder.

    It’s an ax that’s quite heavy to parry with a sword, and it’s a weapon that moves in a completely unpredictable path.

    The best Ethan could do was to boldly pour out his strength to block each attack, so in the end, from the first blow he allowed, Ethan had no choice but to suffer fatal damage, blowing off half of his right shoulder.

    “Well, it’s pretty sturdy. I was swinging the right arm I was holding with the intention of cutting it off.”

    “Ha, ha… . Haaa… .”

    “… I like those cheeky eyes. A boy like you who doesn’t know anything about the subject and acts like he’s the best guy in the world, the more it feels like conquering him. The girls got bored so quickly that it wasn’t fun at all.”

    Ethan, whose upper shoulder had been cut halfway by Occam’s axe, somehow held on to the wound with his other arm and looked up at the large man in front of him.

    Occam looks at himself with disgust and says unpleasant things.

    He quietly thought to himself that he could understand, at least a little, the feelings of Lilith, who was often sexually harassed by bad men with her breasts or buttocks.

    “Huu, hu, huu… .”

    -Clink.

    “What, have you given up already? Why did you let go of the sword you were holding so well?”

    “Ha, ha, ha… .”

    -Gulp, gulp.

    Without paying attention to what Occam said in front of him, Ethan opened a vial of medicine he had taken out from inside his clothes and drank it in one go.

    It wasn’t an item like a recovery potion or holy water. The wounds that the recovery potion can heal are only scratches on the skin and flesh, and it is not effective for injuries with damaged bones, and holy water, if not used immediately after consecration, loses its effectiveness quickly, so it is not something to keep on hand. peel.

    Therefore, it is a slightly simpler and more improvised item than a recovery potion or holy water.

    Ethan drank the potion that served as both a painkiller and a hemostatic agent in one go. He brought the knife in his left hand to his already half-cut shoulder and slashed it.

    -Phew!

    “Hmm… !! Ha, ha… .”

    Ethan decides that moving with an arm that he cannot control due to a torn muscle is disadvantageous in battle, so he cuts off one of his arms through self-injury.

    I came to the conclusion that there was a saint here anyway, so I could receive treatment as long as the battle was over.

    Of course, that only applies if the saint is safe after winning the battle, but in any case, it was also important for him to buy some time here in order for the saint to be safe.

    -Clap!

    “Ahhhh… !!”

    Of course, no matter how much painkiller he took, he couldn’t completely get rid of all the pain, so he had to feel the full sensation of the sharp blue blade piercing his shoulder, and yet, in the end, Ethan somehow managed to cut off his right arm.

    Just like that, Prince Blackwood faced Ockham again with only the sword in his left hand that cut off his right arm.

    Occam, who was holding an axe, sneered at him when he saw that he had decided to cut off his own arm.

    “What, did you cut off your own arm just because you were in trouble? You are stupid too.”

    “… Are you dumber than your parents who wrote the same name as your brother on your birth certificate?”

    “… OK got it. I thought it would break too quickly, so I tried to look after it, but you just ended up crushing the other arm as well.”

    -Wheee!

    Prince Blackwood, who has become as light as an arm, and Ockham, who swings his ax with even more violent movements.

    It was Ethan who was focusing all his efforts on somehow gaining time in a battle situation that was clearly beginning to favor the man with the axe.

    ⁎ ⁎ ⁎

    Fuck.

    No, fuck. No matter how much you think about it, this isn’t right.

    In the end, as soon as I saw Ethan unable to block his brother Occam’s attack and suffering quite a few injuries, resentment towards this absurd situation began to creep into my mind.

    ‘That doesn’t make sense. Something like this.’

    If things were going the way they were supposed to be, weren’t these guys supposed to be dealt with by Gemmojoshegiggwat and other party members?

    Why do me and Ethan, who are not part of the hero party, have to deal with these guys and get injured like this?

    In the first place, even in the original work, the question was how to deal with an enemy with a party of eight warriors, but with two people.

    ‘Fuck. ‘That sucks.’

    What a fucking shit game.

    Where on earth did the error go wrong? Or did something like a bug appear as the game became a reality?

    Just like last time, why do they keep forcing a crisis into situations that are not a crisis?

    Not only did this ridiculous injustice continue to happen, but I also witnessed Ethan getting hurt as a result. A senseless anger began to bloom in my heart.

    “Hey! You’re fighting me now! Where are you looking now? .”

    “… … .”

    … Fuck.

    I’m still upset, but where did this bastard come from?

    After concentrating my mind on Occam’s sword blade, which had never been seen before but suddenly appeared, I parried his attack with my dagger coated with shock waves.

    -Pow!

    “Oh!”

    Fighting one-on-one with a long sword and a short sword is generally not a good option, but that only applies when you can’t read the opponent’s swordsmanship.

    If I could perfectly predict where that guy’s sword would fly, I could have done anything to strike that guy’s sword down with my dagger with all my might.

    … I don’t know why, but this guy’s attack looked as clear as a drawing to my eyes.

    -Chaeng, pow!

    “ Hey, what kind of technology is this? Could it be that you were hiding your power until now?”

    “… … .”

    – Bang, boom! Chae-aeng, puh-uuu!!

    “If I knew how to swing a sword so coolly, I should have done so from the beginning! It would have been a little more fun that way!”

    “… … .”

    By swinging a dagger with all your might and exploding a shock wave at the moment the blade touches it, it has become possible to somehow push back Occam’s sword.

    Of course, since we were only at the ‘same level’ in terms of being able to share swords, we couldn’t overpower him yet.

    In order to defeat Ockham, I had to use a more certain attack. It’s also an attack that can take down that cautious guy with high defense in one hit.

    “What! Where has all the momentum from earlier gone?! Why don’t you try blocking with your dual swords like before? Huh?!”

    “Sigh, ah, ahhh!!”

    ASAP.

    I have to somehow finish it as quickly as possible.

    … Even if only to save Ethan, who is currently fighting a difficult battle with fatal injuries.

    ‘Blurry light, and leap into a shock wave.’

    “What is this talent! Do you think this type of obstruction of vision would be meaningful in a fight between sword experts?!”

    ‘Magic arrow, triple casting. And magic chains, with a time lag.’

    -Chaeaeang!

    “So! Such trivial magic is useless!”

    ‘Sharp blade, dagger throwing. Sharp blade, dagger throwing.’

    -Kang, Kang!

    “What! Are you trying to give up?! Are you in such a hurry that you even have to throw away your weapons to fight?!”

    ‘Leap again with a shock wave, tailwind. The target is Ockham’s neck.’

    I had already used up all the daggers in my hand, but there was no chance of victory by using magic, so I had no choice but to stick with him and deliver the finishing blow.

    The only way to kill a pig with a thick lump of damn fat on it would be to slash it into the back of its neck rather than using some clumsy magic.

    With that thought, the moment the blurry light ends, it falls on Occam’s head, and the last dagger in my hand is about to sink into the back of his neck.

    -Cow!

    Of course, Ockham calmly swung his sword and struck out the last dagger, as if he knew that my body would fly out of here.

    -Teoup!

    “Keuheup… !!”

    -Clink… .

    “There was still a weapon hidden away! Then I should have hidden it well until the end and swung it while holding it tightly in my hand somehow!”

    After dropping the last weapon in my hand, Occam violently grabs me by the back of my neck and drops me to the floor.

    He was climbing on top of me with a sinister expression that gave me goosebumps just by looking at him.

    “Ankaljin years. Yes, a woman should have this kind of taste.”

    “Sigh, big… !”

    “The effort to hide the number somehow and try to hit me was fake, but I’m not the type to be that careless!”

    “Kkeuheuup, keuaaaa!!”

    “Okay, keep going like that until the end. It’s not fun for me to hug a girl who cries too quickly… .”

    ‘Vision blade, Iahap cut.’

    -Phew!

    “… … Huh?”

    My younger brother, Occam, was relaxed as if he had already won everything, but was stabbed in the neck with the vision blade I created.

    With a fountain of blood gushing from his thick neck, the guy with his head cut off fell down without any strength, and with a kick containing a shock wave, I kicked the guy’s body away from my body.

    “I’m not the type to let down my guard, damn it.”

    “… … .”

    “The moment you stop aiming for the neck against a wizard, you let down your guard, you bastard.”

    I wanted to step on this guy’s corpse, but unfortunately I didn’t have the time.

    Because it was my job, as his exclusive maid, to save Ethan, who was still going through a crisis at this very moment.

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