Boukensha ni Naritai to Miyako ni Deteitta Musume ga S Rank ni Natteta

After all, we had a chat late in the evening, and when we left the store, the sun was completely over and the area was dyed light red. The clouds in the sky that I looked up were vermilion, and the shapes were unclear and unclear because of the shadows. Stars are blinking near the white zenith, which seems to be gradually rising from above.

Charlotte looked up at the sky and sighed as the evening cool wind began to blow. She looks a little uneasy. Angelin tilted her head.

"What happened?" "... Is it fun to be so fun?"

Charlotte fluttered his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something, his eyes seemed to be a little wet with tears. The present happiness and the mistakes he had made were shaking on the ends of the balance. Despite being forced out of the country with unreasonable violence, it does not constitute a guilty sign of doing wrongdoing with unrelated people. What she couldn't see with her revengeful head, now she was blaming her heart for frustration. Is he qualified to be happy?

Angelin gently slapped Charlotte's head.

"I don't mind that ... a lot of fun to live" "... yeah!"

Charlotte shook Angelin's hand.

On the way back I stopped by the peddling market. Large and small carriages appear from the eaves and look like stalls, and colorful ingredients from here and there are crowded around the eaves. The market is full of people who came to shop for dinner. Street performers perform spectacular spectacles, gypsies perform on the streets, and it is as lively as a festival.

Fish were sold in large carriages with refrigerated magic chambers. He says he brought Elbren fish. Indeed, it's not caught fresh, but it seems that the fish brought in chilled are glossy and delicious. He pulled Angelin's hand as Charlotte came up with.

"Hey, sister. Let's buy the fish and go home to cook today!"

I ate meat dishes at noon. Then fish at night is a good idea.

Then I was looking for which fish to buy, and I heard "Oh, Angers" from behind. Angelin turned and Sister Rosetta stood. She seems to have been shopping.

"Mr. Rosetta. Shopping?" "Yeah, dinner! Your children ..."

Rosetta looks over Charlotte and Byak. Charlotte frowned a little and hid behind Angelin. Byak stands silently.

"I'm Charlotte. I'm a sister. "

Rosetta smiles, but Charlotte doesn't answer. Bak also bowed small and remained silent. Rosetta smiled and scratched her cheek.

"I hate you ..." "Shar ... Don't take such a rude attitude" "But ..." "No. Rosetta is my mother candidate ..." I'm saying that! "

Rosetta leaned over Angelin's head. Angelin sharpened his mouth.

"It's not stupid ... I'm serious."

Rosetta sighed. Charlotte hummed.

"Vienna Sisters are not worthy of my sister ..."

Rosetta opened his eyes a little surprised and looked at Charlotte.

"It looks like something has happened ... Would you like to let me know?" "... I don't want to talk separately." "I don't think so. "It's a job." "What a charity! There's no such thing!"

Charlotte shouts, as if surprised, stops his feet and looks down at his suspicious face. The fishmonger grimaced.

"Ladies, can you go somewhere because it is in the way of business?"

They approached the edge of the traffic market. The road is full of traffic, and standing in the way is like a back alley, so it is a shadow of a building.

Instead of Charlotte, who has been quietly grumpy, Angeline broadly explained. Charlotte is from Lucrecia, the daughter of Cardinal, and his parents died in a political dispute.

After listening, Sister Rosetta quietly crossed and prayed. Then talk to Charlotte with a gentle expression.

"... It was tough. You did your best." "Hmm, I don't want to be sympathized with you. I can't believe in Vienna."

Rosetta frowned uneasy.

"Yeah ... sure, there are a lot of priests too, who use their position and power to do bad things, but pray godly and quietly Some people live, and the Lord God never forsakes them. "

Charlotte shouted, obstructing Rosetta's words. He squeezed his fist, even tears in his eyes.

"I was godly! I prayed every morning, went to worship, and thanked me for being happy! I didn't have any resentment or bad feelings! But why is the Lord God and Dad? Did not help me !? Why !?

Charlotte grabbed Rosetta and spilled his tears with a small fist. He raised his voice, sobbed, and seemed to beat the overflowing emotions. Even if you know somewhere in your head that it's an unreasonable anger, you just get emotional and angry. The zero crossing to mind the face of parents, tears overflowing endlessly.

Rosetta looked down sadly and gently placed her hand on Charlotte's head.

"... I'm sorry. I can't answer that." "I thought it would be like that! This hypocrite!"

Rosetta came forward, beating Angelin who said.

"Anger, can you go down?" "I see ..."

Angelin went down and watched alongside Bjär. Rosetta squats down and places her hand on Charlotte's shoulder. Charlotte spilled his nose, spilling tears.

"I'm sorry, I was irresponsible ..." "Hmm! I can't tell you my feelings!" "Yeah ... yes. I can't say that lightly.

Rosetta gently stroked Charlotte.

"I want you to pray. I want you to be blessed, not just what happened. I hope you can get past the painful past." "Such a thing! I can say anything with my mouth!"

Charlotte left, angry, pushing Rosetta away. Insatiable, angry, sad. A variety of emotions swirled in Charlotte, and she ran madly out of the alley. But there was something bumpy. Charlotte was surprised and raised his face, and a patrol-like soldier stood with a suspicious look.

"What are you doing here?"

Rosetta runs up and talks with a smile.

"Thank you, soldier. That's nothing. I'm just talking." "In this place. At dusk? It's dangerous. Bad people may appear. Wow, bad people. He's a bad, bad, bad child. "

The soldier's eyes were out of focus and his eyes were hollow and lost light. He pulled his sword and swung it up.

"Wow, wow, bad child, must I kill you, time, time?" "Hit ...!"

A sword is swung down by Charlotte, who shrugs. Charlotte closed his eyes. However, she is pushed down as if she is shrugging in a warm object and falls to the ground. Angeline shouted from behind.

"Mr. Rosetta! Shall!"

Charlotte opens his eyes. No pain as expected.

"……! why……"

Rosetta was wrapped around Charlotte. Raise your face and laugh weakly.

"Is it okay ... Is it okay?" "No ...! No!"

Charlotte desperately embraced Rosetta, who he had hated a while ago. I felt something sticky in my hand. When you see it, it has blood. Rosetta's green monk's robe is dyed black from the back. Charlotte was stunned with a desperate look.

Angeline kicked the soldier who still raised his sword. The soldier fell down, but rose up like a doll. Angelin irritatedly claps his tongue and kicks off the rising soldier again.

"I didn't have any signs until just before ... Damn, my idiot!"

This is how I was careful not to be distracted. I am disgusted by being unhappy. Dad couldn't make such a mistake.

Suddenly, the surroundings became full. Knives are thrown from all sides. Angelin set his sword to protect Charlotte and Rosetta. However, the knife fell to the ground like a flipper.

"I'm not going crazy"

Byak stands to protect Angelin from behind. It is still invisible, but probably a solid magic circle is flying around. Angelin raised Rosetta and hit her back. Then she takes the hand of Charlotte, who is stuck in fear and stands.

"My ... because of me ..." "Shall! Firmly ...!"

Signs are approaching with sizzling and footsteps. Look at the Orphen soldiers. But the eyes are hollow, like a doll. However, he was terrible, and, like a masked assailant in front of him, came running down the wall. Angelin clasped Charlotte, sheathing his sword.

"Byak, these people are just being manipulated ... Don't kill me."

Bjaku shakes his arm. An invisible magic circle bounced the soldiers. shouted.

"I'm sorry! Get out of the alley!" "I'll come with you! I'll protect you so you don't have to fight!"

Otherwise, Bjak would never open his heart, Angelin hit the soldier blocking the road with his sword and returned to his hips, pulling Bjak's arm with his free hand.

Jump out of the street. As the sun goes down, they are dim. Lights were lit at the stalls and eaves of the shops, and the shadows of people walking around were moving like living things.

Rosetta was breathing weakly behind Angelin's back. Not dead yet. However, she was severely bleeding because she was slashed over her back by wearing Charlotte. If left alone, it will surely die. Entrusting Charlotte to Bjack, who is still out of his mind, Angeline quickly thinks.

"The orphanage is not ... guild!"

Closer to the orphanage, it's hard to involve sisters and children. It is impossible to protect more than this alone.

Angelin ran like sewing the crowd. Bjak holding Charlotte follows. It seems that the manipulated soldiers are chasing from behind. Occasionally, people hitting their shoulders and elbows looked at them with blame.

Angelin thinks while running. There must be a man in control. If you don't hit it, the soldiers will follow until they die. If so, the casters, whether visually or magically, should have seen themselves somewhere. With this kind of magic, you won't be too far away.

But first, the treatment for Rosetta comes first. If you go to the guild, there is a stock of potions. Angelin continued running, praying that Rosetta's heart beating on her back could not stop beating. You can feel the signs of running in parallel on the buildings on both sides of the street. Perhaps the assailant is watching from above. Angelin bites what he would do here if he was light.

I was saved by traffic or managed to get to the guild building. As Angelines jumped in, the adventurers who were hanging out in the lobby shook astonishingly. Angelin jumps at the reception counter regardless.

"Illustration! Put out the elixir!"

The receptionist screamed with surprise.

"Hey oh, Angelin! What happened?" "I'll explain later ...! If you don't hurry, you'll die ...!"

The receptionist looked at Rosetta on Angeline's back and tightened her expression.

"Okay! First of all, go to the doctor's office!" "Yeah ... Guild masters?" Sometimes ...! "

Angelin looked at Bjak, leaving Rosetta to the receptionist. Byak frowns grumpyly, and Charlotte, in his arms, is still stunned as if she was shocked.

"Byak, here's Shal ..."

At the time Angelin reached out, the manipulated soldiers came avalanche into the building. The number is higher than when we first came after Angelin. He is bleeding, and his arms and legs are clearly broken, but he still has his arms in his hands and his jerky eyes swaying. The adventurers were surprised and stood up, holding their weapons. He screams intimidatingly and almost threateningly.

Angelin hastened the adventurers.

"Wait! They're just being manipulated! Don't kill!"

As she said, she was holding her sword with her sheath in her hand.

"If you clear the caster, you can do something! Hold it up without killing it!"

Don't say it, the adventurers shrugged back. Soldiers raise their weapons and push them forward.

There was a loud noise and a flash of light, and the soldiers blew from behind. At the beginning of Angelin, the adventurers open their mouths. Someone jumped in, jumping over the soldiers who flapped and turned over. Dark blue hair shook like the sea.

"...! Yuri!" "What's already happening?"

Yuri frowned, looking up at the soldiers rising around, brushing her blue hair.

"They aren't the soldiers. Did you do anything wrong with Angers?" "No. They're being manipulated ... they'll do something about the surgeon, so don't kill them ..."

A soldier got up and attacked Yuri. Yuri dodged herself, squeezed her fist and beat the soldier's chin. At the same time, a white light burst, and the soldier cramped and fell.

"... I don't know well, but should I get stuck for now?"

Yuri quickly tied up her hair, and then clenched her fist and squealed. It flickered white as if the tip had been charged from the wrist. Angelin raised his mouth.

"Such a thing!"

Angelin also waved his sword and beat down a nearby soldier. The adventurers seemed reluctant, but they wrapped their weapons and put them in sheaths and attacked the soldiers while devising it so as not to kill them.

However, even if you do not kill this, the other party comes to kill you. Moreover, even if he falls down, he gets up many times. It seems as if the undead is being dealt with, and the adventurers have gradually become less motivated.

Meanwhile, Yuri flew around with a light face, and with soldiers licking the soil one after another with a fist with an electric shock. As expected, he is a former AAA-ranked adventurer. There is no reliable thing. It seems to be still valid even in active duty.

At that time, a suddenly faint light emerged. Three-dimensional sand-colored geometric patterns fly around. It looks like Bjack has visualized the magic circle. One after another, they slammed down the soldiers, holding them back and arms as they gained weight. The adventurers shouted astonished. Angelin frowns and looks back at Bjack.

"I wish you could go down."

Byak shook his arm and controlled the magic circle, holding on to the soldiers one after another, making him unable to move. Angeline chewed her lips. You can't do anything without saying help, after all, saying that you're protecting. I just imitated the Belgryph and felt good.

"Fuck……"

Angelin kicked the ground, sewing between the slow-moving soldiers, and stepped out of the guild's building, as soon as he had to deal with the caster. As the sun goes down, the streetlights are lit and the expressions of the people who come and go are lost.

Angelin looked around sharply, sharpening his senses, where was the surgeon. Using the magic of a puppet means that there must be a thin string of magic. There were several wizards near the adventurer's guild, and the signs of magic were mixed and difficult to understand, but Angelin still felt a faint sign and looked up.

"Is it there ...!"

Kick the ground. I jump on the pillar of the eaves, jump from there onto the eaves, and climb up the building wall at once.

"I found it"

A few people with masks set, watching Angelin. The pattern of the mask is a little different for the surgeon. The masks around him drew his sword and came over to Angelin.

"I won't forgive you ...!"

Angelin drew out his sword and slashed several of the people who came. Jump forward as it is. The sword that was waved at the caster was prevented by a masked assailant who could catch himself with his body. I grabbed the sword that cut into the meat with my hand. It doesn't move when pushed or pulled. Angelin, frowning, was approached by another masked sword, which scattered and surrounded her.

But when Angelin lifts his hand from the sword, he quickly bows down and evades the attack. He pulled out the knife from his waist belt, thrust it into one throat, and then dropped one more foot down from the building. There is a commotion in the traffic below because people have fallen from above.

"May not hit the passers-by!"

While muttering, the mask that grabbed the sword was knocked down and the sword was pulled out. He swung his sword while pulling out, and surrendered the assailants who were still approaching.

I look up and stare at the surgeon. I can't understand her facial expression because she wears a mask. However, he was muttering something.

"The Lord God ... Lord God ... Defend from the evil ..." "... The Papal Office!"

Angeline shouted, shouting his sword. The caster's neck flies, and the magical thread that has been blown from its body is cut off.

Angelin shook his sword to shed blood and put it in a sheath. I was so tired.

Go to the edge of the building and look down. Inside the guild I heard soldiers returning to me moaning at the pain of wounds. Some people have been seriously injured, although they have tried not to kill them.

"... I can't do anything at all,"

Angelin felt grim, but remembering Rosetta and Charlotte, he rushed down if he had no time.

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A man wearing a robe and wearing a hood was standing with his arms folded. It was a bit far from where Angelin was fighting, but Angelin was clearly visible.

"……HM"

The man put his hand on his chin and squinted to think.

"Certainly strong ... but that alone"

The man flew to the place where there was a fight before. The corpse is rolling, and the odor of a dead nose is steaming and drifting in the heat of the summer evening. The man walked as he checked the corpses one by one, tilting his head.

"I thought it was just a good guess, but it's too weak to work on these guys ... it seems that the institution hasn't got the right information about the adventurers."

The man glanced at the guild.

"... Do you want another?"

I took out a black jewel from my bosom. While casting a spell, put your strength into the hand holding the gem. A pale light overflowed from my hands and the robe fluttered without wind.

"Please go."

The man threw the jewelry towards the guild.