81 – Queen of the Backstreets – 7
I looked at Latina, who was staring at me with a throbbing expression, and looked away first.
“no.”
“Hey, where is the person without a name? Don’t lie. You saved his life and even revealed his name first. Is that why?”
“Not really. That’s why I came here in the first place.”
“Is that why you came here…? Ah, did you need a new identity?”
After lightly affirming, he brought his mouth to the water and took a sip. I was wary of the possibility that it might contain poison, so I didn’t do that.
Whether or not there is poison here means nothing to me, and if I am poisoned, I will have to ask for the poison to be shared with me.
Even after drinking the water, there was no feeling that the super regeneration ability was activated. Was it really just water?
Needing a new identity was the same as saying that someone had committed a crime and therefore needed to be laundered, but the girl didn’t seem to mind at all.
“Then what is your old name? I think there is a name you used before? Or is it the name your parents gave you?”
“None of those either.”
“Eh, where is that?”
“Really.”
“Don’t lie. You just don’t want to tell me?”
“Think whatever you want.”
“Wow, that’s really cool.”
Latina grunted and poured another glass of water. Then, he lifted the water bottle next to his cheek and lightly flicked it.
I shook my head left and right. Latina understood that and put the water bottle back on the table.
“Are you ready to answer where we are now?”
“You didn’t answer my question.”
“You did it. No.”
“You said you didn’t have it because you didn’t want to tell me?”
“You really don’t have one?”
“lie.”
Latina grunted and emptied the second cup.
As if he had intended to tell us what he was saying, he set the glass down on the table with a thump and looked around with dim eyes.
“This used to be a bar my mother and I used to have. Well, now… as you can see, it’s out of business.”
I decided not to ask why it was ruined. It didn’t sound like a very good thing.
And about the mother of that Latina girl. Because all the words I spit out were in past tense. If I ask for nothing, the atmosphere only becomes awkward.
I was thinking of offering formal comfort, but a question suddenly came to my mind.
“Then isn’t it dangerous here too? It’s a bar you used to use.”
“Uh… is that so? I never thought of that.”
“Is that so? It’s not like that. Judging from earlier, they seem to know your face. Right?”
“Yes. I’m the kind of person who can’t stand things like that… hehe. I fought a lot with them. But I haven’t been hit by them yet.”
“That’s not the problem now-“
“Hey! Latina bastard, I know you’re here! Don’t open the door!”
Bang bang, the door shattered and shook. A snarky voice rang out. Latina hardened her face.
“Huh? So fast?”
“I knew it would be like this.”
Earlier, Latina had been running in the alley for a long time.
At first, I thought the alleyways were quite twisted, but looking back now, I just wandered around here and there. It means that the distance did not increase as much as the running time.
It’s a pretty good method when people are chasing from behind. Unless you have formed a siege, the complicatedly twisted alleys are an environment that is more favorable to the one being chased than the one chasing.
However, in a situation where the pursuers couldn’t even think of chasing them, it was just a waste of time.
Especially if those pursuers have an idea of where we are going to run.
“If you don’t open it, it will break into you!”
“Uh, uh, what should I do?”
“What can I do, I have to fight.”
“Yes Yes?!”
“Is there anywhere to hide here?”
bang, bang. The door shook violently. The hinges slowly began to twist. It seemed that the limit would be to endure at most four more times in the future.
“Well, there is an attic, but…”
“Then get in there.”
“Only me?!”
Suddenly, the top hinge was ripped off. It was only a matter of time before the rest were ripped off.
“Uh, only you.”
As if reading something in my eyes, Latina calmly climbed the stairs to the second floor. Halfway through, Latina suddenly turned around.
“Don’t die.”
“I’m not dying.”
Exactly, you can’t die.
After giving a short cheer, Latina disappeared to the second floor. Almost immediately after the girl disappeared, the door was shattered and familiar faces walked inside.
He had a weapon in his hand. I guess I was just supposed to fight earlier.
“Hey, I’ll see you again here. Is it good to break my brother’s shoulder and run away with a woman embarrassingly?”
“Aren’t you standing too well for a broken shoulder?”
“I wrote a very expensive scroll. Thanks to this, I lost a lot of money.”
“How much?”
“It was a scroll worth three gold coins! Do you know what you did, huh?”
Did you use a scroll with the highest level of recovery magic? I laughed at the nonsensical accusations. The rice cake stand became furious when it saw me laughing.
“You bastard! What are you laughing at?”
“I laughed because it was funny. Need another reason?”
Before the hot-tempered one charged, he took three gold coins from his bag and threw them at his feet. Their eyes widened as the golden coins rolled on the floor.
“Now, the scroll value. Are you okay?”
“……And I also wrote other scrolls! Two gold coins—”
I tossed two more gold coins.
“This time, four gold coins—”
Four gold coins fell to the ground.
“Six-“
Six gold coins collided with each other, making a jingling sound.
“…”
“Tell me if you need more.”
As if there was nothing more to blame for my actions, the five people who burst in through the door shut up all at once.
It was a natural reaction. I asked for 15 gold coins for scrolls that I didn’t even use to somehow force myself, but I simply gave them away.
“……I see you have a lot of money?”
As if he finally had something to talk about, he opened his mouth sparsely. It was as if he had really managed to squeeze it out.
“if so?”
“You have to give everything.”
does it come out like that? Instead of answering, he drew his sword. When I heard a metallic sound, the other five also pointed their weapons at me.
I also held the sword with both hands.
“Take it away.”
I was expecting this to happen anyway at the point of approaching me by making a fuss that didn’t work.
They are the ones who are eager to fight me somehow, and even if I hand over all the gold coins in my bag here, they are the ones who will come up with another excuse somehow.
Fighting can’t be avoided.
It’s nice to be able to fight while cutting off limbs as much as you want without having eyes to see. It’s a bit disappointing that you can’t lock the door to keep them from escaping.
The guys slowly spread out to the side. All five had knives, no other weapons.
Fortunately, I don’t know if it doesn’t or can’t, but there is still no guy who wears mana around his body.
The fight started from there. One of them raised his sword above his head and charged at me with a grotesque gasp.
He has the same physique as me, and the same height as me. It’s not like I have muscles attached to my limbs. First of all, on the outside, it was an opponent that I would not succumb to.
Of course, it is forbidden to make hasty judgments until you actually meet swords.
I laid the sword horizontally to block the sword from being struck down. The sharp clicking sound of knives colliding with knives pierced my eardrums.
If one side is a top-down stance and the other is a bottom-up stance, the latter is usually much more disadvantageous.
The side that strikes down can put weight on the sword, but the side that hits upward doesn’t. If the strength was similar, it was natural that the weight-bearing attack would be much heavier.
However, that is the story of ordinary swords facing each other.
I deliberately twisted my wrist a little to point the tip of my sword downward. The bound knife slid along the blade of my sword.
If I keep slipping like this, I’m sure they’ll dig into my shoulder. Knowing that fact, he put on a triumphant expression.
It didn’t matter.
Fuuk, the sword dug into my shoulder and released it at the same time. Then I clench my fist, and before I could even feel the sensation of him cutting my flesh with the knife, I put my fist into the pit of my stomach.
“Kuhup?!”
The knife didn’t completely cut through my shoulder.
He leaned forward and let out a choked exhalation. I hit him with the other shoulder. We got tangled up and fell to the floor.
He roughly pulled out the sword half dug into his shoulder and threw it away, raising his fist in a mount position. The guy was not covering his face, as if the shock from being hit in the stomach had lessened.
He put his fist right in the face. Pudeuk, the nose bone was broken with just one shot. Blood dripped from his clenched fist.
My hand hitting wasn’t very normal either. The phalanx was bent in the reverse direction, as if the finger had gone out.
One room became two rooms, two rooms became three rooms. Red blood splattered mercilessly every time my fist was thrust into his face.
The nose fell terribly. A lot of teeth fell out. cheeks swollen The refluxed blood stained the surroundings red.
But it didn’t stop.
Suddenly, my left arm was cut off. I turned my head to the feeling that one side of my body was empty. One of them was brandishing a bloody knife.
I saw my left arm falling helplessly to the floor.
A dagger was inserted into his right arm, which had been curled up for the next fist. His right arm groaned and drooped as if he had exquisitely locked himself in the elbow joint.
Cut off the left arm and incapacitate the right arm… … Ra. Did you have in mind that if both arms were cut off, you would die too quickly from excessive blood loss?
I still have one more thing to wield, so that’s a good thing.
I just put my head down.
My skull collided with the bloody skull beneath me with a terrible sound.
Suddenly, my skull cracked. A red liquid that I don’t know who’s blood came out on my forehead. A drop of blood flowed between his eyebrows.
Twice, three times, my skull was shattered or not, and I hit my head.
His forehead was torn, his skull shattered, and his eyes stained with blood. It stung as if there was blood in his eyes.
It wasn’t until I felt something soft on my forehead instead of the touch of hard bone before I looked at the figure of the guy underneath.
The forehead that collided with my head was completely sunken, and a mixture of bright red liquid and clear liquid bubbled out between them.
His face was stained with blood. All of his teeth had been lost, and only a few dangling molars were barely attached, and his entire face was almost sunken in.
dead. There was nothing more to see.
He stumbled and got himself up. The severed left arm was attached to the shoulder again, and the dagger stuck in the right elbow was pushed out and fell to the ground with a clang.
The eyes were still red. Since the recovery is already over, this means that this is not my blood, but the blood of someone whose skull was broken by me.
I wiped my eyes with my hand. There was sticky blood on the back of his hand. As he shook his arm, blood dripped from the back of his hand.
“One guy died.”
I glared at the man who had just cut off my left arm. He hesitated and stepped back a little. I picked up my sword, which had fallen on the floor nearby.
“Are there four left?”
If you want a dog fight, it is polite to do so.
