The Knights of Tholia found a girl on her way back to the Holy Republic.
What's the matter, Sufi-sama!
Thoria and the others went outside in the voice of the knight.
There stood a certain familiar face with tears in his eyes.
Tholians rushed over in a hurry.
“What happened?”
"Is it true that Mr. Zeed was involved in the Weyra Empire?"
Without answering Tholia's question, Spiffy answers it with a question. Seeing that Spiffy was quite upset, Thoria was gentle enough not to get excited, but she made it clear.
"After all, it reached your ears." Mr. Zeed has become an enemy of the Holy Republic. No, to be exact.... "
"Are you the 'Astheian'?"
Did you know that?
Thoria was surprised by Spi's unexpected words.
However, I was more confused than that, and I was wary to calm down.
"I just found out. with a lot of sacrifice...."
"Sacrifice?"
Spiffy looked so sad that Thoria hesitated to listen for a moment.
Meanwhile, as Spi remembered,
"Let's go under Mr. Zied quickly." It's dangerous here. "
Tholia is puzzled by the words.
The Sufi Guard's followers are powerful, but the Tholian Knights are one of the best in class.
Always on the front lines, no matter what the organization is, we don't want to have to fight.
But Spi couldn't possibly have known that.
You know that, and you're going to go under Zed.
What the hell happened?
To ask - the answer suddenly appeared.
You thought you could escape, Saintess Spi.
Transference magic. The more Reuters-led troops fly together.
Besides, they found out where Suffi is. It was a detection magic.
The Tholians sort it out and understand that the enemies in front of them are the ones Suffi praises.
"Lo, Reuters..."
Sfi showed a frightened look that was unusual.
Thoria stepped forward to hide such a Spiffy on her back.
“What is this situation? It looks like Reuters is betraying you."
"Ha, ha, stupid. It was Sufi who betrayed me.... ahh, but did you turn back too?"
――
How far is it known?
Perhaps all of Sufi's contacts had been lost, but Thoria was about to leave.
"Do it."
Reuters was cold and instant.
Tholia has little combat experience, but she must be powerful. There was a blur in the line of sight of Tholia.
A man in Reuters' unit disappears.
At the same time, Phil's brown hair dances in front of Tholia.
"You...!"
Swords and swords are together. The bells rang.
Phil seemed to be pushing.
But Phil had a bitter expression on his face.
At the end of the sword clash, Phil wins.
Haha, that's right.
Seeing Phil do his best, Reuters clapped and praised him.
But I can't find a word to return to Reuters.
Phil, the Knights, and Tholia. In this order, I realized the disadvantage of the situation.
That's all there is to it.
Reuters leads a force that is equally strong. The man who slashed with Phil wasn't specially strong.
"Retreat. I am a sword user with five fingers on the continent."
It was a sloth.
Indeed, Phil's sword technique was incredible. Entering the five fingers was not only a result of pride, but also a result that was combined with the evaluation of others.
Here, however, it is a word that is unleashed in the minds of straw.
The Knights of Tholia are strong. You can definitely say that. Still, Phil had extraordinary powers.
Even Phil can barely push back the man who attacked Tholia.
Best of all, it's Reuters.
I can see that my abdomen is twitching and hurting. Instinct is screaming for you to run. Still, reason is holding Tholia back.
"I'll kill you all." I have no other choice. Not to mention the joke of stepping back. "
Reuters said ruthlessly.
Everyone in the Knights had a murderous intent.
Then Phil could only do one thing.
― ― Soria-sama, please escape with Sufi-sama!
Knights stood behind Phil.
They were all powerful enough to be granted titles, yet they gathered under the Holy Republic and Tholia for the good of the world, without being held captive by status or power.
That doesn't mean you're not afraid of death.
Her neck and torso were separated - she was finally free of fear.
"I'm sorry, but I don't have a choice."
Tholian Knights and Reuters forces collide.
The difference in strength was obvious at a glance.
Obviously - Tholia cannot escape.
Phil was the only one who could resist.
But that's because Reuters isn't moving.
"You... are you messing with us and enjoying yourself!"
Phil turns to his fury.
It was meant to distract me from Tholia at least a little bit. At the same time, however, it contained pure doubts about Reuters.
I'm trying to identify my hands.
"What are you talking about...!"
I was about to deny it, but I was certainly curious about it as Phil.
Reuters forces are clearly beyond human space.
If it's one-on-one, Phil can handle it.
But what if it was two to one?
If it is three to one, the defeat is strong.
Genius, Kirin, Shinobi, and Kenshin.
Even Phil wanted it to be.
Even the Knights, who are gathering elites from all over the continent, are dying as time goes by.
"Why are you trying to destroy the Weira Empire?" It's easy. We want to unite the humans and destroy the demons. But unfortunately, the Demon Clan was strong. We have to admit that. That's why I'm identifying the one who can't handle it. "
Then Reuters pointed to one of his men.
"How do you think that guy got so strong? I tried to teach how to destroy creatures from an early age. I taught him how to break the fish like a balloon, like a finger breaks a bone. Of course, I got a lot of practice. I've killed hundreds of people who don't have the talent to fight."
There is no cloudiness in the expression.
I don't doubt my actions at all.
Therefore, Phil's disgust was not unusual.
"Gess...!"
"Ignorance means I can't help thinking of it that way." But this is also Astaire's intention. Makes the Humans stronger and more efficient and useful to Astaire. That's what matters. "
Reuters was anxious to explain.
It comes from pure faith and respect for Phil.
Phil is strong, which is why I'm concerned about how to raise him. And I thought it would continue to be useful to the humans.
Sufi and Tholia were in a position to instruct the people, and they were no longer able to save them. But as long as I was a combatant, I could do whatever I wanted.
But it was a Reuters mistake.
"I didn't realize that garbage like you was so close... I'm angry."
“Do you think so? But what if that's what Astaire thinks?”
"I don't want a lunatic like you to name Astaire."
"Hmm. If you don't mind. Do you want to throw Tholia away? I can save your life."
It was by no means a convenient way to proceed with the battle.
The idea was to save lives and use them conveniently from now on.
Besides, Phil replied immediately.
I'm wielding my sword for Lord Tholia.
I see. Then we won't have to lose any more tokens.
Reuters pulled out his sword.
Zoari and Phil trembled.
I get the illusion that the air has cooled down a few steps.
But Reuters never waved his sword at Phil.
Reuters stares at the void.
And from there... a man appeared.
"Ji, Zido!?"
Mr. Zied!
Phil's first surprise greeted him with a voice that Thoria and Spiffi believed in.
Reuters' mouth warped.
"Here you are, brave Zed."
A massive and intense collision of magic forces is accompanied by crashing sounds and strong winds.
The first scream from such a man,
"- Run away, everyone. I think Reuters is stronger than I am now."
It was too shocking a word.
And for Zide, Reuters' next words were incalculably shocking.
"That's right. I know what you're capable of. Because I'm the parent you raised me to be."