�I was talking about it like that.�

Because there were countless friends who died.

�I have always been like that.�

While other swordsmen risked their lives for their dreams, they only fought against opponents they could defeat.

The real Youfra spat out.

�shit!�So what?��qualifications.

At that time, he was far away with his back turned, so he couldn�t see the opponent�s face.

���!�

The eyes of the man confirmed in the pyramid of truth.

contempt.

�Aaaaaaa!�

The yuprah of reality popped out.

�okay!�let me fight!�Come on!�Do you think I can�t win?�

In the past, all he could do was run away, but now his skills have improved considerably.

bang

The instant the swords clashed, the young swordsman�s face changed into that of his old friend Balzac.

�It�s the same, Youfra.�Yes, you draw your sword only when you can always win.�

�Keugh!�

My heart pounded again.

�You knew.�If you persist like that, many competitors will disappear on their own.�

�no.�

No matter how much I shook my head, lies didn�t work in the pyramid of truth.

The scenery changed and I saw Balzac slashing enemies in all directions on the battlefield.

�He�s a genius.�He really is a genius.�

It was only now, decades later, that Yufra was able to accurately evaluate his friend�s skills.

�What was I doing then?�

As the scenery quickly changed, he saw himself leisurely patrolling the civilian area.

�The safest place.�

If you slash the enemy�s general, you can count on it, but it will lead to death with a high probability.

�I didn�t want to gamble.�i just����It was enough to live like that.� JrNovels.com