Because Janitor-san Is Not a Hero

"Ahhhhhhhhh"

Hayato's feelings without a place to go cried out and echoed into the woods at night.

The Spirit was increasing its density to such immense magic as was blowing out of its cry.

Hayat had a seizure.

Contradictions with Goto, I can't get the allies I think I can, and I can't convey my thoughts.

He could no longer process it, and Hayat accepted the temptation of the Spirit.

There is no good or evil in the Spirit.

I only greedily greed the magic (vitality) and wield my strength in its consideration.

Never consider a person or organism.

"Hayato, hold on!

Alice tries to run over to Hayat, but can be stopped by Kaede from behind.

Hayato's runoff is the second time.

Now, if we come close, a further tragedy will be caused that Alice will die.

That's all I had to stop.

Saw Hayato's party in panic, the collector looks around for answers to Hayato's unusual appearance.

Naturally, there is no way Hayato's party teaches the collectors, and both Akari and Aoi shake their necks sideways. Maxime, who was already like air, has no way of knowing.

Finally, under the gaze of the collector, the orpheus opens his mouth.

"I don't know for sure either. But more than ever when we use the finest magic, we have a collection of key spirits. It seems a little inconceivable from common sense. All spirits except darkness can use the finest magic."

There are conditions for using the finest magic.

One is affinity.

One is enough magic.

And the number of spirits, is.

By the nature that the Spirit can almost only be felt, a clear number cannot be prescribed, but within a certain range or more of space, when the percentage of the Spirit in the range that the surgeon can affect the Spirit exceeds sixty percent, the finest Spirit magic becomes usable.

That was a phenomenon far from common sense, which, in all spirits, took away the concept of proportionality, as Aufia said.

Does it feel like we are collecting more than a thousand percent forcefully where each Spirit is inherently full of a hundred percent?

Perhaps because of another blessing, The Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie), the collector claws.

And somehow I speak to someone who knows what's going on.

"Hey, of the dusty hat there...... child"

Alice with hateful eyes, to the voice of the collector.

"Is this because of The Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie)? How long has this been happening? What's the cause? What happens when this keeps going? How to fix it?

Without such a gaze in mind, the collector asks questions early in the arrowhead.

"Why, to you..."

"- Shut up. There's no more time for questions."

The collector was not willing to make me say whether or not.

Other than Hayato's party, he was staring at Alice.

Alice was a disgust rounder, but answers the collector's question.

The appearance was like a stubborn child.

"... Yes, the cause is' Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie) 'as you say. When the first runoff fought a dragon-type monster (monster), it ran wild to protect other brave men. However, even after defeating the monster (the monster), he was running wild all day and night. Thanks to that, the mountain that was behind the school flew away.

I was wondering if the cause is cardiac, perhaps reacting to Hayato's feelings of powerlessness and hatred.

It's the answer to what happens if you keep on running, but this mountain area is an orbitless act of destruction by the main spirits, which changes the terrain. "

"Terrain?"

"When a dragon-type monster (monster), all of the power was directed at that monster (monster), so thanks to the unusual regenerative power of the monster (monster), it did not become catastrophic enough to involve the school. But when it happens here, the mountains will rise and fall repeatedly, the ice columns will be turbulent, the sea of flames will be good, the wind will be tornadoes and blow, the thunder will pour like rain, a few bottles of water will erupt from the ground, and the daylight will last for three days"

Naturally, if you get caught up in a place like that, you're going to die soon, even if you're a brave man, Alice continued.

"So, can you do something about it?

Alice puts her face to the question of the collector.

"... I can't. Last time I ran wild until my magic ran out -"

Alice does what she comes up with.

"Maybe, though. I feel like I've returned to sanity in response to the voices of Erica, Kaede, and other brave and ordinary people who helped themselves. However, it was almost simultaneous with depletion, so it's hard to say for sure. It could be both."

The treasurer was frightened that you were a brave man everywhere.

But, bewildered, the eyes of the treasurer were after Hayat.

I couldn't get my eyes off it.

"My suicide bombing is like a fart, really."

Hopefully, the collector gets up.

Snow White looks up at the collector worried.

Snow white with my hands resting on my head all the time and being caressed roughly and abusively.

When Snow White turned his gaze of protest to the Zodiac, the Zodiac told him not to let the two escape, and he headed toward Hayat.

"What are you doing?"

Alice screams at the collector as he approaches Hayato.

"Well, it sounds like you're gonna die anyway. Thought I'd do what I could. I guess I'm the first target anyway, huh? Well, I have a little idea. If you think you should, protect Sama the Brave."

That's all we have to say, a collector approaching Hayato.

There was a slight discomfort.

Since Hayato started running wild, there's something like calling for help.

Not Hayato, something.

It's the belly that helps Hayato, but everything dies like this. Anyway, if you're going to blow yourself up, I can't wait to be blown up.

Hayato looks more like a collector, with a bump.

However, the eyes were unfocused, as if nothing was on them.

"This isn't" Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie), "then, it's Spirit's Yandere. Is this the power you stole from me?

Hayato reacts with Pickle to that little whine.

Shortly afterwards, a mass of wind struck the collector directly.

It smashes through two of the Builder's barriers with one blow.

It far outweighed the blow of that girl named Ku.

Didn't the power of the brave not work for the brave, a cold sweat flowing through the builder?

I didn't think it would work.

On second thought, in the first place, in the case of "Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie)," how do you distinguish between brave and otherwise?

Or are you saying that the blow you unleashed on the collector is already vegan spiritual magic, with no influence of 'Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie)', magic efficiency and magic power removed?

For example, both magic and skill are higher in Hayato.

Give me a break.

I couldn't help but think so.

But it really seemed to be a stealing force.

Otherwise, I wouldn't react as sensitive as that.

"Come on, we're not eating anything else, just relax."

To Hayato, and toward something, the keeper speaks.

There is nothing untrained about power.

If you'll give it back, I'll have it back, but it's impossible to take back your talent.

There's no way I can.

But then I don't know the discomfort I'm feeling right now.

The collector looks at Hayato still.

I couldn't help but feel something.

Step closer.

Then there was a bunch of lightning strikes this time, and when I realized it was passing by.

The barrier was broken through by two pieces and I felt faint static electricity.

I wonder why you're doing this while redeploying the barrier with less magic, the collector finds me.

I'm trying to contain Hayato until I put my life at risk, until I use less magic.

Because I don't want to die.

Result in such a natural answer.

Then what is the cause of this?

It's about those two attacking me.

So, the collector 'packed'.

Because you can't be killed by the two people who attacked you.

Or, if you kill them, they will undoubtedly retaliate against Hayat.

Don't kill me. I'll have to catch them and negotiate with Hayato, but I'm not even willing to get through to Hayato, besides not being credible in the first place.

Once Hayato is released as he says, he will be raided again someday.

It is flat to live in awe.

Oh, brilliantly 'packed'.

Considering that, I'm dying to punch Hayato.

So I'll just say it.

"It was definitely you who created this situation, Hayato.

If you hadn't stolen the power, you wouldn't have been in this situation. "

Hayato reacts to the words of the treasurer and also with Pickle.

But this time, it didn't unleash magic.

The treasurer turns to Hayato and proceeds with his steps.

"I wanted to do that liquidation, but unfortunately I don't have that power. If you take it away from someone weaker than yourself, you won't even get a chance to liquidate it."

As we approach Hayato, the discomfort increases.

"I gave up a lot, too. Well, rolling to the edge of society, you're a less than normal person, and you can't help it either. But still, there's anger in people."

The treasurer approaches Hayato as he handles the discomfort.

I didn't even feel like being attacked by Hayato anymore.

"I wanted to hit you one day. So think it's punishment, take it spoiled."

Hayato didn't move either.

No, I couldn't move.

Among the hayats, discomfort was attracting the keeper.

There was something unbearable, like the S and N poles of the magnet.

In a hazy consciousness, I could not resist it.

Sweet destructive impulses and discomfort of concern.

Those two fundamentals seemed conflicting and very similar.

And the collector sprinkles his fist.

I keep my giant gloves on, but they're not fortified.

Hayato can't move.

Undefensible.

There's not even a barrier.

And relentlessly, the collector waves his fist through.

On Hayato's cheek, the fist of the collector pierces him.

At that moment, the collector's discomfort grows the most, and disappears.

Along with that, my magic sucked up suddenly.

The collector was only a little, soothed.

But that's all.

Again, as I expected, there was no feeling of power returning.

The Spirit, who kept gathering around Hayat, stopped expanding.

But that's all.

Hayat still retained the immense Spirit.

The collector looks back.

Needless to say, Alice, Von and Kaede came on their way.

In desperate shape.

The treasurer saw no more Hayato, and he slipped away with the three of them as they were.

"Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie)" has no personality for protection.

But there is also no precedent for usurped protection.

So "Spirit's Favorite (Bonnie)" wasn't surprising to hear about the treasurer who was the original owner and stopped rambling.

It's like a girl who was once stopped from seeing a bad man by her beloved relative's uncle.

Keep your head cool.

I like Hayato, I love him, but the girl also asked for help somewhere inside.

That made me uncomfortable and attracted the collector.

But wherever I go, my favorite is Hayato. No matter how much you get flattered, you'll never switch, and for a girl, the keeper is just the uncle of her favorite relative.

So there is no return of power to the collector.

I take it upon myself that the collector would be in such a place.

Hayato was stroking his beaten cheek with his hand as he tried to.

But the focus of my eyes is still unclear.

"Hayato, are you okay"

"Hayato, are you hurt?

"Hayato, come back. Give me back my favor."

The voices of three women.

Hayato focuses his eyes on the voice he heard somewhere.

Oh, to Caede, Alice, and Von.

My dear, companion.

You accepted me like this, woman.

Hayat awakened consciousness, as he woke up there.

It felt as if, in an instant, there was fog.

Hayat's consciousness awakened, and Hayat's retained Spirit scattered.

The reason is uncertain, but wasn't the Spirit, who was ruled by another consciousness, liberated with the interruption of that consciousness?

In Hayat's eyes, power returns.

And when he sits far rear of the three and finds a keeper who takes the two hostages, he rolls his anger and hatred.

The collector saw such a hayat and crushed it like he was tired.

"Oh man, this is it when you get back. You feel like you're back on the hook."

"What's the pretense? Let them go."

Hayat until just now.

Hi. He doesn't have any memories of a runoff.

Snow and white rub their heads on the knees of the returning collector.

The collector gently scratches the back of his ear, which pops out with a piong on his snowy head.

Snow White seemed in a good mood, honking his throat with clutter.

"Come on, Kisa. Well, come on."

Ignored Hayato makes you even more angry.

Apparently, not if you're escaping reality.

The collector sees Hayato with a fed up face.

"So, what are we gonna do?

"Duel!

Has thought been reset and simplified once?

The collector didn't want to say anything frightening, but that's not how it works.

"Asshole. You won't take it. There are idiots in every world who challenge fighters naked. Or something? You didn't come to this world and accept such a barbaric mechanism? That's it, dueling is the right thing to do, and as a person, it's an arrogant system. Besides, you sign up for a duel with someone weaker than you, it's just looting, right?

Hayato faintly faces, once again explaining to the collector the meaning of the duel.

Perhaps you are now more ashamed of what you have said.

"I don't think that's a bad suggestion, do you?

"Bullshit."

But Aoi seemed different.

I have no place at all upset that the Spirit might have killed me by putting it together until just now. It's a lot of guts.

The collector looks at Aoi in a frenzied, troublesome way.

"But it's a beating without protection, without magic, without weapons, without armor.

The condition is that, once the collector wins, the two go to jail, and furthermore the officials of Ichihara will not do any harm to the collector and the officials of the collector in the future. Do not divulge information. I can't help it until I change my mind, but I'll have you swear by the Sickle of Facts. "

You can't stop a change of heart.

The collector is not in the mood to ride.

Even if it's just a beating, I guess it's natural because I don't feel like I can win.

"Indeed, 'The Sickle of Facts (Factsys)' just proves the facts then. I just don't think Ichihara and her crew will ever break their word because there are so many witnesses here."

Aoi sees Orphea, Maxime, and Akali.

The three nodded in unison.

"Still, some idiot attacked me."

The collector looks at the two rolling at his feet.

"Isn't it a little different from last time? Everyone here probably knows about the Zodiac, so if it's broken, it could be an exposure to the facts."

"- Aoi."

Alice's voice like blaming Aoi.

Aoi sees Alice with clear hostility.

Alice wandered slightly in that gaze.

"Back then, it wasn't us who were summoned in your plays and didn't know the right or left. There is no need to live with one more sacrifice.

Besides, I never forgave you, I want you to remember that. "

On the contrary, Alice is blamed for Aoi and loses momentum.

The collector heh, suddenly sees the facts revealed, the roots of all evil.

If you hadn't done something stupid, this wouldn't have happened, and the keeper would just stare at you for killing.

It is a gaze that is likely to curse for a thousand years.

Whether the treasurer is a child, a woman, or an enemy, he will not forgive.

Alice further constricted to the merciless hate gaze of the collector.

I was extra afraid of the gaze of the collector because I met Hayat and recognized my sins.

Hayato stood there to cover Alice.

The collector punches his tongue a little.

Aoi continues.

"Of course, for the safety of all summoners, we have to do everything we can about the information and personality of the collector. Of course, I'm gonna do the same."

"Oh no, you're the same brave man as Hayato. Ugh!

Alice eating down behind Hayato.

I was trying to protect Hayato.

"That's right. But the Zodiac is the same summoner, compatriot.... I always didn't like that electorate ideology of yours. Will you shut the fuck up?

Alice just has to shut up about Aoi's words, which even killed her.

Aoi threatens that if he breaks his promise and strikes a collector like he did today, the facts he tries to hide will be exposed from "elsewhere".

And 'elsewhere' includes Aoi.

"We'll work together, too. I made a promise to Mr. Klander."

"I will cooperate with the Collector, while not extending myself."

"I promise you, too. Well, I smashed it, but I can't break it any more. That's what your ancestors will kill you for."

Aoi, Orphea, Acari, and Maxime guarantee the keeper.

If anything happens to the collector, we have to keep quiet.

And the treasurer, who understood the meaning of the word of Aoi, looked up to heaven with a tired face.

Aoi said, This is all that makes the brave man unable to erase the treasurer. Rather, so much so that we have to hide the information and keep it secret.

Hayato is more damaging when exposed than the possessor. It was more effective than shielding a suicide bomber.

The collector tries to tease me as to what the hardship he has been through.

Turn the snow and white beard around with your twirling fingers.

- Ku, ku, ku.

Snow White messed with his beard and sneezed.

I think I'm no big deal no matter where I go, looking at the snowflakes on my face.

I couldn't give in and I was desperate.

I was drowning and scratching my feet.

Still, I didn't see the exit.

Trust people.

Tell me what's going on and get me to work with you.

But that's all it took, and it almost solved the problem.

So far, I can't trust Aoi. Orphea, Akali, Maxime can't be trusted. Return the palm immediately and strip the fangs.

I'm not as suspicious as I think I am.

Because I want to believe it, I made a promise.

The collector felt stuck, but felt it slip out somewhere.

Aoi looked at the treasurer and said.

"Zodiac, that's not true. It is only with the credibility you have built so far that we have led to this kind of result. If I did tell the truth early, things could have gotten a little better. But on the contrary, it could have gotten worse.

Neither did we, but it is very difficult to find a human being we brave men can trust in this world. Maybe if I was in the same condition as the collector, I would have done the same. "

Seven reads the expression by the woman below, and she is comforted.

The collector kind of wanted to cry.

"... hmm? Then you don't have to hit each other."

The collector even gives the face that the name came up.

Aoi shakes his head to the side.

"But I'm not convinced he won't."

Ahead of Aoi's gaze, there was a man with a face somewhere convincing.

"So what will you do if I win?

Hayato asks Aoi with a strangely lively look.

"The assumption is that the collectors will accept, but that the two of them will remain unquestioned. However, ask him to swear that he will not divulge information about him and his associates in the future and will not cause harm in The Sickle of Facts. If it ever breaks, with the same summoner, I will not forgive you."

Aoi sees the collector as confirming his will.

The collector thinks.

Preparations for the raid were ready.

There was no need to be rude any more.

Or this is the only drop point.

It's not the turn of madness anymore.

Neither did Hayato have anything to do with the few one-sided conditions he gained in a way.

"That's fine. I won't let this happen again."

Hayato ran out of words.

We lost almost all of our magic in the rampage earlier.

Then you'd better make up your mind in a beating, Hayato was deciding so.

Seeing Hayato take his gear off at once, the collector strangely wanted to hit Hayato.

A blow to the extent just now is not enough.

I wanted to return the grudge that flirted with people better than if I could win.

"... that's fine with me too"

The collector finally said so.

"So can we get on with those two treatments?

The collector nodded when Aoi confirmed.

The collector didn't need it anymore.

The collector looks at the snow and white, and also disarms the magic.

Aoi glanced at Hayato's party.

The three hurry to treat Erica and Koo.

Two naked upper-body men strip away all their gear and walk over.

They are the target two.

The collector has a middle meat middle back that is muscularly stiffened to the bee.

Hayato is a slender, so-called slender macho with supple, stretched muscles.

"Any use of shelter, magic, weapons or protective equipment is then prohibited. Think of it as watching over everyone here. If a violation is confirmed, you will lose the rule."

Aoi cautioned the two of them.

In the course of the story, Aoi decided to partition the duel.

Behind it Hayato's party and the orpheus were staring at the two of them.

Erica and Ku were awake only physically, but they didn't seem to be in such a state that they could move quickly.

The collector asked Hayato, who is in the front.

"You know, I used to feel like this kind of beating up."

Hayato snorts. Apparently, things are completely back on track.

"You're strangely neat. On second thought, it was an easy thing. In case I lose, all I have to do is go to jail, it's easy. Think about what Ku is. This is the world, there's a way out everywhere"

"You... are the protagonist who makes it"

The treasurer said, as he was frightened, as he gave up.

"I don't know what to do. - But I can't lose."

"Well, first time, please"

Suddenly, Hayato moves.

Pack the time from the front all at once and release straight to the right.

It's a free, supple, natural movement with no shape or anything.

The collector was unable to react to that speed.

Still, Guard made it.

"Grr."

But Hayato's spinning kick was pierced on the side of the treasurer.

It is a simple feint.

But Hayato, who kicked him, also pulls for some reason.

"... a tire."

Squeeze like that.

The collector laughs with his nose.

I don't think I'd let it happen in the first place.

Except in the face, I'll let you hit as many as you want. I meant to, and my body was working out.

That's why I wasn't eating all the snow and white clawless cat punches.

"But if you can't guess, be"

That's how Hayato stepped in unconstructively.

The collector releases a blow to the obvious gap.

Hayato turns it over on a piece of paper when it's just a positive fist poke.

But the wind pressure of his unusual fist made him hiccup for a moment.

"That's a heavy blow...... but that's all"

With that said, release the hook on the counter.

Brilliantly, it captures the collector's comic book.

A treacherous collector to be bounced.

I'm about to be made aware of the shock for a moment.

But I won't allow the chase.

Stiffen the guard on your face like a turtle.

"Huh, I'll kick your ass till I break it down"

When Hayato backsteps tonguely, he uses that recoil to kick sideways, keep it on the flank for more spinning kicks, and with a knife to return it to the opposite flank.

It is a rare blow.

But no matter how much you kick, the keeper won't take off his face guard.

On the contrary, I've been packing my time with Girizilli.

"Shit, nah."

Hayato stopped kicking and stuffed his way in with his tongue.

Neither does the collector make a second mistake.

But that was what Hayato was after.

Over the guard, Hayato's arm catches the zoner's head with both hands.

Keep jumping.

A knee kick kicks through the jaw of a keeper with every guard.

That's a tremendous contrast to the keeper.

But Hayato doesn't end.

The flexible hip kicks clear at the chin of the collector while opening his legs 180 degrees on the spot.

In addition, a swinging kick struck the collector as he dropped his heel.

"Old man, don't be too sturdy"

Still, he leaps up to the undefeated treasurer with his hand on the shoulder of the treasurer, whose consciousness Hayato haunted, though so good.

Hayato, who stands against the treasurer's shoulder, drops his knee on the top of his head.

In addition, he kicked the back of the zodiac with his heels as he went straight down to the back of the zodiac.

but still the treasurer does not fall.

The collector finally catches Hayato, who has stopped moving, flipping his body around.

but it's not like I can do anything more.

It was about unconsciousness.

Hayato slammed him to the ground as he embraced the collector to his waist in a flash, wrapping his body around as it was.

And quickly take the collector's elbow, arm wrinkle cross stiffened.

"Huh, it's over."

Hayato sees the run-down keeper, and Aoi.

But Aoi doesn't want anything.

"Shit, I'm gonna break it."

The collector finally makes his consciousness clear to the pain and its voice.

Hayat's feet were beside his face. I realize they've apparently been completely consolidated.

"Hmm."

But the zodiac laughed with his nose.

"Shit."

Hayato can put his strength into his arms.

"-Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."

But it was Hayato who screamed and rolled and took the moves.

The collector throws away something poignant.

Nails.

"It's not a sport."

The treasurer left Hayato's toenails to the power of his fingers.

The collector does not have long hair and rips out Hayato's head.

It's a soccer ball kick. There's no way it won't work.

Hayato still tries to roll down the ground and escape the kicking power he receives.

But I'm not the one to allow it.

Grab his head with gushing force and punch him with the opposite hand.

Relentless, beat.

Hit him.

Hit him even.

I wondered if Aoi should be stopped.

Basically, a duel is something that takes place until one of us dies.

Exactly. I can't do it until I die this time, but given that I can recover to some extent with magic, it couldn't be stopped lightly.

Bass, bass, bass.

Aoi didn't notice the strange sound.

It was far from Aoi and a small sound.

However, the possessor's body is slightly frozen.

Hayat does not miss the gap in his blurred consciousness, but squeezes the power of his whole body.

If the collector hadn't broken down here, 'Hayato' might have been reversed.

There was a hesitation, the last conscience, to be called forgiveness, even to the collector, though few, but it disappeared here.

Hayato desperately shook off the collector's hand and tried to kick up the collector with a backward turn procedure.

But it was for a moment that the collector flew consciousness and showed a gap.

If I had collapsed my body as it was, I might have gotten a blow from under Hayato at the counter.

But the treasurer's body had not collapsed as much as Hayat had unconsciously assumed.

The pounding kick of the rear roller cuts off the sky.

Guillari.

The collector's eyes wore swordswallowing colors.

It was no exaggeration to say you kept polishing a blow for this time.

The collector twists his legs to the ground as he pulls out his knees.

Then the body floats slightly.

At the same time as the fall of the weight of the moment, the Zao shook his fist down, with all his strength, turning to the place where a man would distort his face.

To gold.

Builder Weight + Rotating Energy + Builder Muscle Strength.

The answer is, the little sound of something crushing.

"Ahhhhhhhhh"

Shit, did you crush one?

The small groaning of the collector was cancelled by Hayato's groaning and groaning movements.

By the way, site defects heal in this world.

It healed but assumed that the missing areas remained in a less damaged form, accompanied by severe distress over a further year or two and time, which also required a considerable amount of money.

In the case of Hayato...... there was a good chance it would not heal.

"Ahhhhhhhhh"

With Hayato's groan on his back, the collector turns his eyes to Aoi.

Seeing the face of the sunny collector, Aoi tells him with a bitter smile.

"Winner, Kuran-"

- Disobedience.

Erica, who was treated and resurrected, rushed to Hayato with the party, where she raised her voice.

Erica trembles with horror at the gaze of the collector who responded to her voice.

"Ki, Ki, Kim, the act of defiling the name of a proud duel, you can't let that happen."

Without any eye contact with the collector, Erica told him to lay Aoi alone in sight.

Looks like the Founding Fathers are completely traumatized.

If he chooses a knife because of all that intimidation, he couldn't help it.

"There is a saying that we must not behave in a vile manner to the traditional dueling rules of the album. The United Kingdom of El Rodriana should have been the same."

Aoi faces Alice's words in support of Erica's.

It's not the law, it's just a rule.

I just didn't even know Aoi there.

It's not the law.

I didn't even know Aufia or Maxime.

A duel in the first place was something that nobles would do with each other. Just because ordinary people began to imitate that, there were no clear rules for dueling between ordinary people.

More importantly, there is no reason to know about traditional rules, because neither Aufia nor Maxime have little experience with duels, and less dueling experience is instantaneous.

Naturally, the acari couldn't have known either.

"This is a personal fight, isn't it? It's not like that."

"Hayat is the brave man of the album, and I (I) am the third princess of the album, which is also Hayat's hindsight. It's not just a personal fight. I don't care if they join you in a bar fight."

Maxim, the only one who disagrees, also cuts off Alice just fine.

Maxeem growls, silently.

It's just a fight.

But the Orpheus got through to it.

Alice squeezes her cheeks tightly.

"What can I say and what is wrong with the chief of the" Moon Goddess's Attaché (Maruna Nyum) "?

"What is this other than just a fight? It's better to bring the kingdom's authority here, it's way off."

"Are you sure you want to turn the album against the enemy?

"But the Third Princess, that's what a royal family without political power is saying."

Alice faintly distorts her face.

"Still, my royal family has tremendous trust from the people. If I (I) and Hayat, the hero of the album, complained of the despicability of the man there, the people would surely support me (me) and Parliament would consequently be judged that way. I don't trust anyone at that time, no matter what they call me when they're displaced."

A child is wielding a weapon called politics.

It just seemed that way to Orphea.

"I see, you may indeed be right. Well, I'm not going to keep my mouth shut then either.

However, instead of despicable Mr. Klund, I just felt a slight sign of wind sperm from you. And in the next moment, Mr. Klund collapsed. If Mr. Klund is the winner, I didn't even dare to say it, but I can't help it. "

The place squeaks.

Hayato, the keeper, everyone on the spot saw Alice.

Orphea looked at Alice in pity.

"... I don't know. Do you have proof?

"Even then, they don't call me 'the exorcist of the devil'. If you give me a physical exam, I'll find out soon enough."

"You don't have the authority to do that. No one will allow the royal family to have a physical examination."

There was sweat on Alice's face that she could afford.

It is then.

- Dossa.

Suddenly, like a puppet with a broken thread, the keeper collapsed on the spot.

The collector stood desperate that he should not fall until there was a winner's name.

I thought I'd fall down here and be left with no consequences.

He didn't even speak out, he was inclined to give his full energy to standing.

That turned out to be it.

I also didn't think Orfia was so badly injured by the collector who stood safely. Because the wind sperm I felt was not of such great power.

Aoi rushed over instantly and the orpheus followed it.

As soon as possible, Aoi rushed over to the collector and found the blood flooding out of the collector's back.

The place where the treasurer stood was already full of blood.

I couldn't see my back from where Aoi was, so I didn't notice at all.

"... eh. Somebody, come on!

Aoi screams, magically applying first aid.

There were three holes in the back of the collector.

You don't have enough magic, and the restoration doesn't seem to be enough.

Obviously, it was not due to Hayato's attack.

The Orpheans rush over and hit the Treasurer's wound.

"Mr. Zao, are you conscious?"

Acari confirms the consciousness of the collector.

Orphea was already on the mend.

But I've lost too much magic and too much blood.

"Alice......"

"Wow, what am I..."

Hayat saw the words of Orphea, the three wounds of the treasurer, and perceived.

Hayato glanced at the little triple demon gun on Alice's hips.

And I look at Alice with sad eyes.

I'll stare, both of you.

Alice finally couldn't stand Hayato's gaze, and, uh, cried out all the time.

I couldn't watch Hayato beat up by that man.

I thought he was going to die.

So I shot him.

I was more worried about Hayato than about the country.

I didn't care about Hayato's past. I wasn't even willing to report it to the country.

I was not willing to do anything that would put Hayato at a disadvantage.

So I shot him.

Developed with Hayato, with this triple demon gun.

It was fun to develop magic and weapons with Hayato.

There was nowhere to be found, here.

So I shot him.

Hayato's built demon gun was a small amount of magic, intended to knock down his opponent while breaking the barrier in one motion, but was only a merciless triple shot at a collector who wasn't putting up a barrier.

The three wounds were barely fatal, but the wounds were deep.

"... Eh, let's go"

The collector reacted to the voice of the acari.

"Please just accept the magic, Founder."

The collector nodded faintly and moved his mouth. There was no voice.

The healing of the orpheus progresses along the way.

"Something, a little foreign body..."

Orphea glances over and hands over the scratch of the collector.

This is what happens here, and this is it, so here, oh, to this point, and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and so on and

Then he opens the eyes he was meditating on and flips the hand he was kneeling at.

Three small stone grains, which were also plain harder, were placed in the hands of the Orpheus.

"I managed to get rid of foreign objects and magically encouraged my life essence to repair them..."

There was fundamentally not enough blood.

I managed to block the wound, but I don't know if it will stay this way.

There was no blood transfusion in this world.

There is a concept of blood transfusion, but it was still contraindicated.

There were further technical problems. The development of blood technology for all races and mixed blood made navigation extremely difficult. It's too complicated. That might not have been possible even in modern Japan.

Maybe transfusion itself was impossible in this world.

"What happened? Mine, let it go, huh?

Aoi shook his neck to the side in the words of a treacherous collector.

Aoi stands up.

"From the testimony of Lord Orfia and the three wounds, he admitted to obstruction by Hayato Ichihara's party, and Hayato Ichihara's anomaly negative -"

"- Guru, under the traditional dueling rules of the kingdom, the defiance of the dueling party is the loss of those who did it, but not the obstruction from the outside. I can't prove who did this for what."

Alice, who was crying, looked up at some point.

Even when he was crying, he was Alice, who was said to be a Kirin child of the school.

Whether Hayato blames you, whatever you do, just protect Hayato's people.

"As I said earlier, it's not right to apply that dueling rule here. Come on."

"Shut up. I'm really going to work with the album!

At that time, the collector threw up blood, and Aufia's hands were blocked.

Aoi suggests to Alice, who abuses the rules everywhere for her shield, to intimidate her.

"Well, then, here's the obstructor. Will you let me find out what my intentions were with my protection?

"I will refuse. You set the rules, didn't you? Or do you think the Sandra clergy would force the royalty of the album to be judged?

Aoi wrapped his tongue around the speed of the head rotation of this girl.

Speaking of Japan, a girl in her senior year of elementary school made use of an item that prevented her from being forced to stand trial.

In addition, it had followed the delicate relationship between Albaum and the Western City of Proven, the main mountain of Sandra.

Although the national religion of the album is Sandra, it could be said that it is geographically surrounded and protected by the album. It's not a subordination, but if the pompous cleric were to be forced to judge against the royalty, the problem would get even more twisted.

Aoi extends through this period yet the girl who speaks proudly looks pitiful.

Just that and this is another matter.

"So listen, assuming you apply the dueling rule, what kind of punishment is there for interfering with a duel?

"Hiku, whatever the duel takes place in front of the king, there is no punishment this time because there is no authority to punish him. Even before the King, the outcome of the match itself will not cover unless the King objects.

The obstruction of the duel is just to say that it is despicable. Assuming I did that, I don't care if Hayato can protect me or if I'm cowardly. "

In other words, the very rules of the duel were screwed.

Perhaps at first, it was a rule created by royalty and nobility to control the duel as good. That has been passed down as a tradition.

Hayato approached Alice.

Alice glanced up at Hayato as she glanced.

Pah.

Alice's cheek was snapped by Hayato.

"You did it for me, I'm glad of that thought. But there's still something I shouldn't do. And Erica and Cu."

Hayato looks to both of them.

The two shake their bodies in a freak.

"More than anything, I wanted you to trust me."

Hayato's sad words.

That was it, and the three cried woefully.

"I'm sorry."

"... sorry"

"Hayato, I'm sorry brother"

Alice and others had a tone that was commensurate with the year.

Hayat approached the keeper who remained fallen, and said:

"My people did something I'm sorry about. This duel..."

- That's a farce.

A collector blocked Hayat's words.

He then wakes himself up with a fluttering body and pushes the clams and orphia away.

"Do it yourself. Nonsense."

And when he stood up, he glanced at Hayato from the front.

Rather than staring, he had eyes that looked at roadside stones, horse shit rolling down the side of the road, like he no longer saw it as a person.

"So sorry -"

"- Say as much as you like after I'm a corpse. I'm sure you'll forgive me."

When Don pushes Hayato away, the collector walks straight away.

"Zodiac, we're still moving."

Such a clam voice was also ignored by the collector.

I'm about to fall flat.

A voice called A leaked from the acari.

But without falling, the treasurer was gently supported by snow and white from the side.

Seeing as it was, all the luggage of the collector was secured by Snow White with its long tail.

……

The collector was silent and stroked the snow white.

- Guh.

I'll take care of it. Only the sound of snow and white echoed into the forest at night.

At the end of the day, the treasurer and the snow white disappeared into the darkness of the trees.