Nies picked up a pebble from the ground and threw it at spiky beanpole. It pleased him how it hit him right into the face, but needless to say, the other villagers all went pale.
Spiky beanpole’s expression as he slowly looked at Nies spoke volumes: This brat is as good as dead.
Feeling his killing intent, Nies froze on the spot.
“St- Stop it!”
The village chief stopped covering in front of Nies, but was sent flying with hard punch. Then spiky beanpole drew the sword on his waist and pointed it at Nies. Paralyzed by fear, Nies didn’t move an inch.
“Brat, any last words?”
“D- Don‘t…”
Nies shook his head while shedding tears, but that didn’t stop spiky beanpole. He smiled happily and raised his sword into the air, then swinging it down from there.
WHOOOSH!
Everyone gulped and closed their eyes. They all thought Nies’ life was over now. However!
“OWWWW!”
The one screaming in pain and bleeding was spiky beanpole. Something was pierced into his sword arm.
Everyone looked dumbfounded at this scene. A blade, yes, it was a blade. His arm was undoubtedly pierced by a blade.
But the length of it was clearly too long. And they looked at the end of the blade, at the person, who performed the attack. It was Okamura Hiiro.