"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

　A scream comes from the mouth of a woman whose arm has been cut off.
　Normally, it would have been better to get a bigger wound.
　However, the reason why this happened was probably because women were members of an organization called clowns and were accustomed to rough things.
　Thanks to Ray's ability to immediately avoid the shooting, I managed to cope with it.
　...no, but I couldn't avoid it completely because Ray's blow was so sharp and quick.
　If the woman who was throwing the metal ball hadn't turned around immediately, one of her arms would have been easily amputated by now.

"What's wrong with hurting a woman's body? I can't forgive such behavior in front of my eyes!"

　With such a cry, a man wearing a clown mask throws a dagger at Ray more quickly than ever before.
　He said that throwing his dagger was sometimes called a swift wind, but... the dagger thrown at Ray was a speed worthy of the name of the swift wind.
　It is true that by this time the dagger would have stuck all over the body if it were an ordinary opponent to throw a dagger at.
　But it's Ray who the man is fighting against.
　Swinginging the twilight spear in his left hand, he plays the dagger thrown by the man one after another.

"Huh! Foolish! My dagger is so easy!"

　a man who shouts of unreasonableness
　For a man, his dagger has never been so easily prevented, so the current situation is clearly abnormal.
　Of course, I understood Ray's existence, but I didn't think that my attack would be this easy.

"I'll help...!"

　It's dangerous as it is.
　The woman who decides so throws a metal ball without worrying about the wound in her arm.
　However, given a serious injury to one arm, the power of the metal ball released by the woman is naturally less than the first time.
　Only one arm was injured, but to throw a metal ball...and throw it with enough force to penetrate the wall, you had to throw it with all your body.
　However, due to an injury to one arm, I can't do such a thing at the moment.
　If that's the case, there's nothing I can do right now, so I just have to do what I can.
　It was a woman's throwing of metal balls, but... unlike before, it is not that threatening to Ray.
　It was a metal ball and a dagger thrown one after another, but Ray, who had a death-size and twilight spear, did not seem to care at all about it... and played it one after another with a normal expression.
　an attack of their own strength
　It was so easy to play, and I didn't feel threatened at all, that a man with high self-esteem couldn't stand it.

"Oops!"
"No way!"

　Frustrated by the ineffectiveness of their attack, the man throws more daggers screaming.
　Ray had some doubts about how many daggers he had, but now he has more to do.
　Playing the dagger and the metal ball, Ray puts his strength into his legs... and jumps through the momentary gap when the attack is cut off.
　It's not just above, it's towards a woman who can't use one hand.
　A woman who has been cut off in one arm, but still continues to attack despite her pain.
　On the contrary, he can't forgive the fact that the attack doesn't go through, and he even calmly warns the man whose dagger he throws at Ray is disordered.
　It goes without thinking that it's a woman to ask which of these two is more troublesome.
　That's why Ray was the first to move to kill a woman.

"What?!?"

　The woman turns to Ray, who has been closing in on her, and tries to deliver a blow from the counter.
　However, it was easy for Ray to imagine an opponent making such an attack.
　Not only did a woman throw a metal ball... but it was also fleshy, and when a man sees it, he uses his spit-swallowing feet and kicks.
　The kick is not the kind of blow that women around them give, but the one that a trained warrior gives.
　If you hit it, it's such a sharp blow that even a big man would groan in pain.
　However, for Ray, he has experienced such attacks many times... that is, countless times.
　Move your body slightly away, and the woman's kick goes through the air.
　However, it must be the great thing about women that it doesn't end with that.
　He forced his kick back with his knee as a fulcrum.
　It's a behavior you can't normally do, but you can't do it unless your knee joints are too soft. By tilting your head, Ray avoids the attack and wields his right hand, which is holding the death size.
　Cutting
　The slight feeling of cutting the meat is in Ray's hand.
　Then, the leg from which the woman kicked is amputated from the middle of her thighs and spins and flies through the air.

"Ugh..."

　a woman who collapses to the floor with the loss of one leg.
　Ray tried to pierce himself with a twilight spear in his left hand, but his action was hindered by a flying dagger.

"How could I kill my comrades so easily?"

　Words may seem to allow room, but what's on a man's face is a strong hatred.
　They must have a strong sense of fellowship.
　Or maybe they have special feelings because they are men and women.

"Yes, but for the time being, we succeeded in reducing her fighting power. Then you're the only one left. I'll tell you, don't be so careless. You can just kill her like this."

　The last word was directed at a woman who was speechless with pain.
　A lot of blood is flowing from the amputated thighs.
　The woman, suffering from pain, is trying to pull out the portion, and Ray doesn't know if she's hearing the advice, but decides it's better to knock the man down first and puts him out of sight.
　Originally, it would be better to kill a woman first.
　However, considering the appearance of the man, if he acted like killing a woman here, his will to kill himself would definitely become stronger.
　It's not hard for Ray to deal with if his murderous intentions simplify his behavior.
　But Ray's sense and experience transformed the man in front of him in an instant. ... or I could expect him to run wild.
　It's only been a few years since Ray came to this world, and in those years he's been fighting over whether or not an ordinary adventurer would ever experience it.
　That's probably why I thought that the man in front of me could turn into an instant.

(Then all you have to do is deal with it before it turns into a ghost.)

　If you're going to be transformed and powerful, just deal with it before you turn into a monster.
　That's all, so Ray opens his mouth at the man, holding the spear of Deathsize and twilight.

"Is the next person not coming out? I thought there would be one more person if I beat one person."
"...I don't need to teach you that!"

　With those words, the man throws a dagger at Ray.
　However, the dagger thrown is less sharp than when it was first seen.
　The speed itself was getting faster, but it wasn't difficult to avoid if it was a straightforward attack on me.
　Avoiding the dagger coming at you, you move forward.
　A man throwing daggers one after another at Ray.
　However, Ray was easily dealt with even at the same time as the metal ball thrown by a woman.
　Even if she attacks without being able to fight, she won't be able to communicate with Ray.
　Then Ray, holding his death size in front of a man staring at him with anger, senses something coming towards him, whether it should be said, as expected, or with the sound of breaking the air.

(As expected!)

　From my experience, if I try to kill the man in front of me, I will probably get the support of the enemy as if to interfere with it.
　Ray, who had expected so, naturally counterattacks.
　Cutting the man's torso with the death size of his right hand, he plays something flying towards him with the twilight spear of his left hand.
　From the death size, I could feel the body cutting up and down, but from the twilight spear I could feel the unexpectedly light touch.
　Ray was worried about it, but since he cut off the man's torso at a close distance, he would kick the man's lower body and distance himself from it, saying that he could get dirty with the blood spouting if he was in the current position.
　I turned my eyes to a new partner, and he was there, covering my eyes... a woman wearing a mask that I would use at a mask party.
　The mask prevents anyone from seeing her eyes, but from her glossy red lips and shape of her face, anyone can probably predict that she is quite beautiful.
　Also, the costume was a man's desire to expose his skin, and he had a whip in his hand.Overall, Ray's impression was, "Queen?"
　It's not the queen in the sense of being the top of the country, it's the queen as SM.
　She was such a woman, but unlike her appearance, her gaze towards Ray has a strong hatred.
　...it's only natural that I'm being defeated one after another.

(The clowns seem to have a strong sense of camaraderie. ...but it's questionable that they don't appear until their comrades are killed. ...but a whip)

　Ray understands why he felt light when he played with the twilight spear.
　The tip of a whip exceeds the speed of sound when used by a master.
　However, the mass at the tip of the whip is naturally light.
　...it is limited to those who are above a certain level of ability, such as Ray, and even if you bring adventurers around you, you can't imitate him by spearing the tip of the whip like Ray did.

"Well, you're next? ... You're coming out again in a very exciting way, aren't you?"
"Well, whatever I wear, it doesn't matter to you, does it? For you who are dying here... oh!"

　The woman whipping again with those words.
　The blow is hard to follow with the eyes. ...but if it's hard to follow with your eyes, you don't have to.
　Just anticipate the point of the whip's trajectory and place a death-size blade or twilight spear towards it.
　Although it is impossible to predict its orbit completely, Ray can sense it roughly in this area.
　This is also because Ray has gained so much and so much experience in battle.
　A sharp snap echoes around.
　It is the sound of a whip hitting the handle of a spear in twilight.
　The sound is reminiscent of a pain that makes listeners want to hold their ears unconsciously.
　...especially Ray, who recognizes the person in front of him as a queen in the SM sense, makes it even more so.
　Anyway, as long as you are hostile, Ray won't hesitate to attack you, whether you're a woman, a man, a nobleman or a queen.
　While playing a series of whip attacks, he gradually narrows his distance from the woman... I suddenly wonder.
　This woman should be watching the man who was throwing the dagger a while ago cut his torso up and down in death size.
　At that time, he gradually approached the opponent, playing the enemy's attack as he did now.
　If things go on like this, I'll end up with the same thing as the man I mentioned before, so why do I have so much leeway?
　Ray questioned it, but as he approached, there was a reaction to his sense of smell.
　Sweet... No, it smells too sweet.
　The moment it sniffs, consciousness flies away for a moment.
　Still, Ray's sense of smell was sharp and he would normally smell it closer, but he probably smelled it sweet at a distance.
　Still, he lost consciousness for a moment, so there is no doubt that this scent has a vicious effect.

"Hand of the wind!"

　To get away from the sweet smell, use your skills while jumping backward.
　It is a skill that produces colorless and transparent tentacles, and now grows to 250 m at level 4.
　Naturally, you can reach anywhere in this room.
　...but the hand of the wind itself is not a blatant attack skill like flying.
　Still, you can grab and lift light objects.
　I'm not strong, but... what if it happens when we're fighting?

"You ran away!? I can't help it!"

　A woman who sniffs at Ray and runs away, tries to whip him again.
　But... for a moment, for a real moment, the wind's hand grips the tip of the whip.
　The next moment, the wind blows easily, but the whip still flies away due to the woman's timing of wielding the whip.
　And Ray doesn't want to miss such an opportunity.

"Eat it!"

　Throwing the spear of twilight with a sharp cry.