At the end of a metastasis that fell into a rift in dimension.

If you think a very loud shock sounded, the next moment the ground jumped like a water field.

It conveys the air and feels the shock on the skin, the soil flowing as if it were a wave.

It would have been swallowed up unbroken at close range. What the hell would happen if that happened?

Regardless if you used witchcraft, the impact alone is too incredible a phenomenon such as a landslide on the flat ground.

No, maybe he used magic like that.

Not long before that shock, there was so much magic flowing that I felt chilly.

I have no idea what happened to me because the magic also almost vanished in an instant.

What's going on with you two now?

"Mr. Kroto, get your fathers back here! Please!"

"... leave it to me"

Looking at the sight with no idea what happened, Mr. Sigal shouts at you, Krotto.

When I turned my gaze to them in response to that, Kroto, who was supposed to be next to her, was disappearing.

You mean you already moved in that moment?

"Haku, if you fall, do me a favor."

"Leave it to me."

As always, we don't know what's going on, and the story goes on in a state of abandonment.

They seem to understand something, but I have no idea what starts.

"Sigality -"

"Gi, ah, ha, ha, ha!

Trying to throw a question, she began to scream into the sky as she wrapped her magic around her.

The look I see from the side makes me too serious and barometric.

But most surprisingly, she's getting a little bigger.

"Hey, what the hell..."

I don't know what that means. I just had to say so, but no one answers that whine.

Watching as he had no choice but to make his way, Mr. Sigal stopped changing and turned his face over here.

She looks more like a beautiful woman than she did earlier.

What the hell is this? Is it magic that you felt the magic flow?

"I'll treat the two of you. Please explain the details later."

"... Complete, I understand."

There is no such thing as a dull person of thought that the boulder explains it to me now and I don't understand it.

Perhaps the shock sound earlier was the sound of one adding a stop attack to the opponent.

I'd like to say if you're alive from eating such a noisy attack, but I'm guessing Mr. Sigal is alive from saying he's going to treat you.

I just don't know why she changed her appearance or why she needed to.

... Was she seeing that fight?

No, I guess I was seeing it. Because I gave you instructions as soon as that noise rang.

I didn't see anything along the way.

All I found out was the sound of an attack and the degree to which I realized I was there when I stopped for a moment.

I didn't understand any of the fine moves between the two of them.

Too strong. It's too scary. Those two powers are no longer the powers of the human realm.

Remembering the battle between my sister and Mr. Tallow, a tremor runs unexpectedly on my body.

That's the real 'monster'.

Did you try that once? It's really something I did recklessly and without fate.

I honestly think so after seeing the tragedy they both fought.

The training ground is a tragedy of what would happen if there were.

There are several large excavation tracks and the ground is frozen right next to it if you think it is burning.

Some places are raised in unexplained ways, others are degenerate like mud, and some are made of large ponds.

Who would believe this if they hadn't seen it, such as the tragic consequences of two human fights?

"... mother, your father is more hurt"

"Got it. Thank you, Mr. Kroto. Haku asks for Mr. Strasia."

"Yes."

Checking again for misery, your voice will be in my ear when I return at some point, Kroto.

When I turned my eyes, my sister, who was fainting, and Mr. Tallow, who was all bloody, were rolling.

He has one arm and both legs curved into strange shapes, and on the contrary, some bones are breaking through his skin.

"Yes, Mr. Tallow! So, are you okay!?

I know there's no way it's okay, but I scream like that unexpectedly.

But he doesn't respond to the voice. Apparently he's losing his mind too.

In contrast to me in a hurry, Mr. Sigal quietly held him back and closed his eyes.

"Ugh...!

Then he exhales small and starts using some sort of magic with a sense of awesome magic.

Then Mr. Tallow's injury gets blocked as he sees it.

Highly skilled healing magic to doubt the eyes.

Rather than healing, the speed is as if there were no scratches.

"... uh, now, for now, I guess you're okay"

Bloody as ever, but all his wounds were blocked as far as I could see.

Mr. Sigal is back at some point. I just went to magic and didn't realize it.

"Mr. Kroto, will you see if your father is all right?"

"... the injury, maybe, is okay. But..."

"Yeah, thanks, for your attention. It's okay, I know."

Mr. Sigal smiles and strokes his head against you, Kroto, who answers the question in a difficult way to say.

I don't know what it is, but I'm sure there are circumstances.

"Mr. Sigal, is Mr. Tallow okay, is it?"

"For once. I'm going to see your sister later, but I was wondering if the injury itself would be okay anymore. At least there's nothing else in life."

"Really..."

If something goes wrong other than an injury, don't touch what you're saying.

To not say means not to touch.

"What about my sister?"

'Mmm, it's no big deal to get hurt over here.' Cause at the end of the day, Tallow cut it off. '

I wonder if the last one means that shock sound.

It sounds like that noise, and it's hard to believe it's called a handicap while you create this miserable situation.

No, let me ask you something more disturbing than that.

"Could you all have seen that fight?

"Yeah, well, for once."

"There were places I couldn't see, but I almost could."

"... I could see it"

That's what all those fights were seeing? We'll have to laugh early.

I don't know if these three can do the same thing as that, but at least they're strong enough to understand that fight.

Not until you, Kroto. This family is all out of standard.

"What does that mean?"

If we were to believe her point, I guess winning or losing would be Mr. Tallow's win.

But looking only at the results, my sister was just passing out and there were no injuries there, and Mr. Tallow was a major injury requiring immediate medical attention.

Given the point of winning and losing, it's not strange to think of losing as Mr. Tallow's.

It would be reasonable to think of it as a good and draw.

"I didn't make an attack that would be fatally injured in the last blow. I could have killed that one if I wanted to. For the last moment, Tallow was going a long way. I thought you were worried about asking me again?

I couldn't say anything to an answer that seemed like I was being seen through my mind.

Does that mean he was convinced of the win and attacked with care to keep his sister from dying?

Were you worried about their lives while keeping them worn out so far yourself?

That's a great humanity. But...

"... kind, you're a man, he is"

"Yeah, he's kind, he's strong... he's weak"

In the words of Mr Sigal, who replied, there was something to see the harsh reality.

His behavior is very gentle, depending on the way he looks at it. But it is also sweet.

What the hell is going on in Mr. Sigal's chest staring at him with a troubled face?

Someone with a monstrous strength but an extra human kindness.

Maybe my perception of Mr. Tallow was a little wrong.

"In the meantime, let's move to a place where we can rest. Move it. It's okay, right?

"Oh, yes, thank you"

I don't think I can keep the two people who have passed out forever for now, and I suggest moving.

Mr. Sigal responded honestly to it and walked out to the car with him.