دانلود رمان انگلیسی “مارس مرگ” – جلد. 16

“Satou here. A little bit of trouble at your destination is part of the fun of traveling, but that doesn’t mean I enjoy getting caught in the middle of various issues. Too much excitement makes me feel like I should stop in at a shrine and request an exorcism.”
“I am Zef Juleburg the Unstoppable, First Seat of the Shiga Eight Swordsmen. I have come to request a duel with you, Sir Pendragon the Untouchable!”
The gray-haired knight made this alarming proclamation with a commanding expression.
He held a magic spear with a white handle and a bluish adamantite-alloy spearhead; it was clear from the ornamentation and magical imbuement—which were at once both elegant and grand—that it was the work of a fine alchemist and engraver.
He seemed eager to fight, but unfortunately I didn’t feel the same way.
Yes, I accepted the Fairy Sword that one of my companions handed to me from behind, but that didn’t mean I intended to draw it.
I was still exhausted from catching those terrorists in the act of trying to assassinate Duke Vistall and from landing the airship safely in lieu of the wounded captain and crew.
Attempting to hint as much, I pointedly looked back at the airship where it had emergency-landed, but Sir Zef Juleburg took one quick glance and ignored the hint completely.
“Here I come!” he said.
Without waiting for my answer, Sir Juleburg dismounted from his horse and swiftly charged toward me.