Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

The sky was always covered with thick clouds without gaps.

It seems that the weather won't last very long this season.

"Are we going down?

"I don't know...."

On their way home, Yufu and Bergrette blurred together as they looked up.

The pavement is cleaned of snow and crowded with visiting residents. I see. Whether it snows or not, it doesn't seem that people disappear from this city.

"By the way, Mr. Bell."

As I looked around, I finally called for protection.

"Is that guy Greenfoot okay? In many ways....."

"Ah, hahahaha...."

Bergrette doesn't say bad things about people, but she has a bitter smile that makes it difficult to respond.

Of course not. Somehow an adult man his age, like Sabel and Julie, suddenly burst into tears. That's because the cooked lamb is poor.

I thought, and immediately afterwards, I was willing to go ahead with the meal. With tears, you look satisfied.

"In retrospect... Mr. Greenfoot was' yes' at the Heavenly Bombing Banquet..."

"Really?

Sadness before enemies. Enjoy the pleasure of being sad and crying. For that reason, I would not hesitate to create a sad situation for myself.

That's Greefoot Martihawk.

Zeirin, the "evil man" who sat on the spot at the martial arts festival, explained that.

Yabae, that's him.

"No, Lugo. Don't say that...."

It is as good as ever the Virgin Mary.

"... no, but actually, what do you think? It's him."

Belgrette's expression tightened in response to the same protection questions as before.

It's not about Greenfoot's special sexual habits.

Can I be trusted? In other words, is it possible to be a member of the Orchester? That's what I figured.

"Nh, I think that's all right."

The Knight Girl finds the weirdo white.

"Huh. Without it?

"If he's an Orchester, I don't think he needs to talk about it at the referee."

Meet Dega, a suspicious man who has completely sealed his handshot. I refused to be invited, but I came to my hometown of Badarnois relying on the words he left behind.

... is that the outline of Greenfoot's story?

Hmm.

If you're an enemy, you don't have to bother talking about it. If you name Orchester in the current situation, you'll be suspicious of a futile connection. In fact, it seems that the defense guard was so suspicious.

"If Mr Greenfoot is our enemy and you're going to fool us... I think we'd better not touch the Orchester at all and make up the right story or talk about anything else."

If such a response had been provided, I would only have thought about Greenfoot as "something Ralph and the others know".

Of course, if he were someone unrelated to Orchester, he wouldn't even have been introduced today, but in any case, "black" could be any other excuse for that.

"Sure. Does it seem okay to trust you there...."

His story is true. I'm not an Orchester. First of all, suppose that's not a problem.

And then...

"What do you think Belle is? The Orchester suspect... said something about a dega, like," Extremely dark. "

Come on?

From what I just said, Bergrette didn't respond.

"It's not worth arguing about what people say that denies the existence of Inverenus and Ish Mani."

(Ohyo)

The goblin accidentally choked his neck.

When I stepped on a mine, the devout Knight of the Girl couldn't help but do it again. In Grimclaws, this is the natural reaction.

"... I would've told you before."

And Bergrette smiles bitterly with her loose expression.

"Hmm? Bee, Belko?

"Of course, I think that person's remarks are punishable. I was about to get dizzy. But I can't deny that the chanter Mage really saw something. Something that makes you want to suspect the absence of God, or to describe it as the darkness that surrounds the world."

……

I didn't think it would protect me, but I stared seriously at Bergrette's face.

"What's wrong?

"No... what do you mean..."

"Am I a little more accommodating, too?

Fufu, the knight of the girl with her hair up smiled mockingly.

"I've seen a lot of incredible realities since last spring. I wonder if there are people who don't have the soul power" Prana ", or if there are people who beat the Grievor with their bare hands."

"Hee, are you serious! It's amazing!"

"Yeah, it's" Seriously. "Isn't that amazing, Aliumilugo? Using words we've never heard of like that, or taking actions that are inconceivable from our common sense. I also found out that there are people like that in the world, and that there are other worlds where they live."

Bergrette, who once stood on Earth... and in Japan, nodded in agony.

"There must be countless things in the world that I can't measure with my solid knowledge and common sense. So, instead of denying" impossible "from the beginning even if it's not convincing, let's think about" possible "first."

"Beliko... oh yeah?"

Flexibility of thought, objective perspective.

Girl knights were still steadily acquiring them, which tended to be absent from the absolute faith in God in this different world.

"I wonder what it is. Does Orchester use Kinzel's technique to collect organs to counter that nasty" darkness "? I wonder if you're making Mage, a multi-attribute chanter like the time of the attack, or soliciting someone as powerful as Mr. Greenfoot."

"... I wonder. But..."

Bergrette's eyes are tightening and sharpening.

"For whatever reason, I won't forgive you. Violating the laws to protect, making dangerous weapons easily available... not to mention taking the Oracle from people."

Even though she has a wide field of view, it still seems to be a part of her faith that cannot be ceded.

"Darkness?"

At the beginning of listening to the story, I wondered whether it had come to an understanding of the sun and the moon from statements that denied the existence of the gods of day and night.

(But if you say something about darkness trying to wrap up the world... Fantastic, anyway)

With knowledge of planets and stars, it's still hard to think of what you're saying.

"Maybe I told you I wanted to get Mr. Greenfoot in."

"... nn, I see..."

As discussed above, the information is abstract and small.

"Oops. The clinic is over there... it's close if you go this way, right?

I see.

I took off the main street and entered the trail. The area covered by the shadows of the buildings lined up in front is dim, and the chills increase due to the lack of sunlight. The snow that remains at the edge of the road will not melt, it seems to have frozen hard for a long time.

"Subtle downhill... Don't slip, Belle."

"Nh...."

It was meant to be a shortcut, but it might have been a failure... and I regretted it a little.

A cold, frozen path covered in shadows. Although it is unlikely to fall, it is very difficult to walk due to the ice that stuck to the burrs. Just walking in the sun doesn't make you realize, it feels like you're showing your back.

"... it's still down there."

There is a path that branches further from this path and continues downwards.

And at that junction,

(What is that luggage... no, people?

There was a woman wearing clothes that were as worn as rags and bent in. Is he about twenty years old? A suitably layered jacket, loose brown hair, and dirty, dark, dark skin that should look enough to catch your eye, but won't help protect you from the cold.

In the first place, for a moment, I was rude enough to think that the bag of cloth or something had been thrown away.

"Hey, oniisan, oneesan. Give me some money."

I shouted candidly at the passing guardians with a ragged voice.

If you take a closer look, the color of the skin, the quality of the hair... the appearance is obviously different from that of the Badalnois people you've seen.

I haven't eaten in days.

... there are not many beggars in Raindell.

In Badalnois, the harsher weather will force a harsher life.

It's not Bergrette who can pretend not to look at the situation.

"Help us"

Step aside and give me some coins.

"Thank you. You're beautiful and you have a good personality. That's great. May the Creator bless you."

"... it's dangerous to be alone in a place like this."

"It's okay. Everyone around here looks familiar and, above all, full of life that day. There's no such thing as wasting physical strength attacking a woman. Are you travelers dressed up?"

"Yeah, well...."

I see. I envy you. I'd like to go away from this place, too. "

Zero woman looks up at the cloudy sky that can be seen from the gap in the building. As if you were in a hurry to realize an unfulfilled dream.

"We immigrants don't have a choice."

Well, then, the score goes up. Badal Noise looks unusual.

Immigrants, or 'victims', who were brought in by the cheap policies of the former king.

"I can regret the path I chose. But... my father pulled me around when I couldn't even imagine. The father had no choice but to steal his job and was slaughtered by Badalnois soldiers.... oh my, these guys with a similar past in the back are rattling. Immigrants are mostly in that situation now."

Laughing at herself, she sees a trail that goes further down.

According to Dr. Rock, the number of immigrants invited by policy is 30% of the population. I don't know how that number changed during the civil unrest.

(... most immigrants are in this situation...? Does that mean that the economy is okay...?

Even if you don't know anything about society, you still have such a fear.

"What brings you to a country like this? Ah. But the former king is definitely a piece of shit, but the current leader... uh, oh... oh... oh..."

"Mr. Oomzolf, it's me."

"That's right. He seems to be doing a good job. Still, there's not enough change in our lives. It's easy for us to spend time because of the snowstorm."

(The Ohmzolf priest is also in trouble.....)

Speaking of which, it was the result of the former king's recklessness. I can only wipe my ass completely.

There are a lot of things you have to do. It reminds me of the tired face of the Virgin who was so zero.

"Ah, I'm sorry to hear you complain. Thank you, I'm going to have a nice meal today."

A woman with two thick and yellow teeth disappears to the lower alley at a reckless step.

"Dr. Rock told me beforehand... that you have a tough life, and so do immigrants."

"Nh...."

Bergrette leaked a vague voice and attached her thin fingers to the tip of her chin. The usual technique of thinking about something. Are you worried about their future?

"I hope those people's lives aren't any better... I don't know if it's hypocrisy, but I don't think you'll actually see it."

"... yeah"

There is no sunlight from the cloudy sky. It felt like an "answer" and left the alley feeling less sunny.

"Please, Mr. Hefner."

"Yes, yes. Thank you...."

The young soldier, who rinsed the black tea brewed by Bergrette, breathed with a faint face.

It was also after a completely dark evening. As promised yesterday, Hefner came to the clinic after work.

"But... I'm relieved for now. Sabel and the others are safe....."

Sitting shallowly on the sofa, he murmured as he gazed at the door of the ward.

"It's okay. Sabel Arhano of" Purple Phosphorus Wisteride "doesn't die that easily."

For a moment, Julie, who had also decided to "prepare", said with an unusual smile.

It looks like Edvin's getting pretty feverish, too.

I've been watching the two of them for a while since I got back, but their condition is clearly getting better. I think if you keep going, you'll wake up from the distance...

Bergrette and others were looking after Edwin as long as they had time.

"Hey Hefner, did you get into a sudden job yesterday?

Sabel and Edwin's conversation also came to a close, and Iwasaki ran into some of the questions she was concerned about.

Initially, yesterday, he said he would come after the museum was finished. It was suddenly discontinued, and now it has slipped into this time.

"Ah, that's it... yesterday was a bit about Gamiha... It was a lot of rattling, so it seems impossible in time."

"Mr. Gamiha... what's the matter?

Hefner's childhood friend, Eubasullah, is a well-behaved regular soldier. Contrary to the attitude that seems to be light, the trainee chairman is actually excellent.

"Yes, yes. I don't know where I talked to you... um..."

Hefner gave me a detailed account of what happened at the museum yesterday.

First of all, the scene was more tragic than expected. The fact that a murder weapon was recovered from the rubble that was thought to be a target of the raider. The fact that Gamiha, who tried to hand it over to General Bendism, was picked from the scene in a fight with other soldiers.

"Hah, what's that again? Why were you okay? What about Gamiha?"

"Yes, yes. Looks like I've been narrowed down a lot, but considering my usual good work, I can't take care of it anymore...."

"Fufu. You hung up on a serious senpai, huh? At first I thought it might be soft, but why isn't he hot? Anyway, I'm glad you're safe."

Even in Julie's words, Hefner's expression didn't go away.

"Yes, yes. I'm also reassured about that for a moment."

"... anything else bothering you?

Nodding to Bergrette's question, he spoke with a heavy mouth.

"The burn found the body of a male employee."

It was Julie who caught my eye more than anyone else.

"... is that accompanied by a fight...?

In other words, my partner's flame killed the people of Ichii.

Seeing the confusion of such a beautiful woman, Hefner shook her head to the side in a hurry.

"Oh, no, it's not. If I got caught up in a fire or collapse, my body was in a strange state."

"What do you mean?

"Um... the body didn't have a neck. So..."

As I mentioned earlier, it is thought to be a relic of the enemy - a large swing of saw. Since there was a lot of blood stuck to it, it was expected to be a murder.

"Hmm? The owner of the saw is probably the Orchester. Flowing. Does that mean he's from the museum? Why are you doing this again?"

"... that's... I don't know. So, there was something else I was worried about..."

Hefner explained the content quickly.

"--Hmm. I mean, there was a funny female employee in there, right?

Julie took it easy and summarized it in one word.

"Yes, yes. At first, I wondered if it was the man's lover found on the body. But... because she said strange things, she was hooked..."

"What's weird?

Hefner, who was prompted to protect him, traced it.

Talk about it... no...!... how... why are you doing this...?!

"----said. Certainly."

"... Hmm. Well, it doesn't feel like a line... when you find your lover's body. It's obviously suspicious."

"Yes, yes. I remember clearly because I was suspicious. I'm sure he was shocked by the man's death, but he didn't feel sad..."

Incidentally, it seems that Hefner wanted to report this yesterday.

"Why didn't you ask him?

When asked, the young Badarnois soldier dropped his shoulders in trouble.

"I was going to... she ran away right away."

"Damn it again, I'm suspicious...."

"Immediately afterwards, the Gamiha incident happened, so I missed my chance to follow it completely....."

In addition, there is a bit of suspicion at that point. She may have been upset by the death of her colleague and said something meaningless to herself. Using the soldier's right to... a doubt arose as to whether it was enough to chase and question.

"So I wanted to ask you for your opinions....."

While saying to all of you, his gaze was directed toward the wise knight of the girl. In fact, she must have the greatest chance of getting the right answer on this spot.

"That's right...."

With his fingers on the tip of his chin, Bergrette quickly put his thoughts into his mouth.

"It was an unexpected event for the female employee that the male employee was found dead..... From what you say, it seems like 'something different has happened to me than I originally planned'....."

"Is it different from what you originally planned?"

If the "death of a male employee" corresponds to that, how did it meet expectations?

"Does it matter? This time....."

The servant Bergrette raised her eyebrows to the scratchy words of the soldiers. She's not Esper either. That's just too little information.

(Of course, I have no idea)

Stream protection was in abandoned mode early.

"Hmm...."

Hefner, who rinsed tea while roaring, put the empty cup back on the table.

"Ah, Mr. Hefner, I have a refill. Go ahead, go ahead."

As each thought through the pot, somehow a handful of rudimentary protectors grabbed the pot.

"Ah, no problem. If you drink too much... it gets closer to serving."

"Haha, that's what you do too. I understand."

It is this cold anyway. That's the right thing to say.

(When I went to the bathroom...)

That was the day of the raid.

(I'm glad I didn't leak it while I was having a stroke with Mertina's sister....)

Incidentally, "it was close" only for a while after lunch, and the symptoms healed sharply after the evening. Because I was mentally disturbed by the raid.

In fact, toilet problems can be inseparable for those who are in the struggle.

Always empty the bladder before use. For example, if money is determined by crushing "everything", it could cause catastrophe in various ways.

There can be accidents in which an attack enters the lower abdomen unintentionally, even in a fight. For this reason, Izushi has always been more attentive than others.

Considering that there is no such thing,

Hey hey.

Julie picked the tea confectionery and barely cut it out.

"If you're worried, why don't you just ask yourself? What was the name of the employee? Aren't you listening?

"Ah."

Heffnell stretches his spine like he was struck by lightning.

"I understand! I didn't ask, but I can tell by name...!

Disturbed in the middle of the day, he began to circumvent the sack of his coat.

"Everyone at the museum has a name tag on their chest, right? Her name was suspicious, so don't forget... Ah, there it is! There it is!

Remove and read small, wrinkled pieces of paper.

"Elsa Meller... is her name."

Hah, while hammering, Izushi suggested.

Well then, do you feel like listening to Elsa?

If you still feel suspicious about the limited information, you should try it. I feel like a detective.

"That's right... I wish I had some useful information."

"Well, why don't we just waste the whole thing? It's obviously suspicious, that person."

So, what's your cover, huh? and face sideways.

Because women don't come into the conversation. Looking at it, they were both silent in a way that made them think. In particular,

"Mr. Julie? What's the matter with you?

Regardless of Belgrette, who is in charge of reasoning, it is very uncomfortable that she suddenly shuts up when she waves.

"Yeah? Ah... no, it's called Elsa Meller... somewhere..."

"Huh? Do you recognize him?

"That's how I feel ~... uhhhh..."

I was roaring with confidence that I wasn't so sure.

Now, Bergrette looks up unexpectedly.

"Julie. I have a further question for you."

"Heh? Hey, Bergrette. Change."

"At the museum, you and Sabel-san got separated..."

"Yeah."

"I want to ask you more specifically about that time. Why did you two get separated in the first place? I heard there were no other customers....."

Silence. Leave it for a few seconds.

"... that's right. Um."

For some reason, Julie glanced at the protection and Hefner's face.

"What?" What?

Asked naturally, she made her mind rough as she thought.

"... I went to pick flowers. I couldn't fill myself up!

The adolescent boy was convinced in silence. That's why it was so hard to say. Not in front of two men.

"When I got out of the" Toilet "in the quiet area, there was no Sabel who was supposed to be waiting outside. So....."

Your cheeks and hefner sandwich a deliberate cough.

"Well, I see. But why did Sabel leave Julie? I don't know where to go or what to say....."

"I didn't. There should always be a word, so I was worried.... it was a common place for women (toilet), and they might have resisted speaking from the outside. Because he is a gentleman. Still, I can't figure out why one of the communication techniques didn't fly..."

"... speaking of which, the first exhibition room in the west wing, where Sabel was thought to have engaged the enemy, was a room with sealing and no communication skills."

"Yeah, I know. It was on the stand, wasn't it? That day, the exhibition room was also being prepared. When I passed by with Sabel, I was sorry to say," Can't I see you today? "

"Hmm. Then you both knew about it. Then why did Sabel... go to the room where he was not allowed to enter...?

Fumu, I put my arms together to think about it.

Regardless, Sabel and Julie, who were supposed to be working together all the time, broke up temporarily with each other because they needed money.

It is unclear what happened from there, but from the results alone Sabel was attacked by an assassin.

(... that's weird, isn't it? Sabel or Julie would be easier in this case...)

There is the Grimcrows where the spell of God "Oracle" exists. It's a world where a girl can easily blow up a big man. Simple combat power doesn't necessarily take a woman behind a man.

Still, it is clear that women in need are more likely to ambush than ordinary youth.

I didn't destroy each of the two separated people in the first place - but I couldn't help but notice that only Sabel was attacked.

(No, isn't everything strange in the first place? It's a complete coincidence that Julie went to the bathroom. Then....)

What would the enemy have done if they had stayed together for a long time?

Taken together, it's all puzzling.

Why was only the sabel temporarily hung? Why did he leave Julie alone?

(Ha, no, I don't know anymore...)

Immediately after the thought of drifted guardianship has been thoroughly pursued.

The rattling and loud noise echoed through the room.

"... where are you going? Julie."

It was the sound of her sudden rise.

"... I remember."

An unusual, low moaning voice for her.

"Hey, what are you doing?

It's too sudden, and Hefner asks with an audience.

"Elsa Meller. Wasn't she... a little bit of a bald, grown-up face with brown hair cut around her shoulders? And there's a big hokuro next to my nose."

Uh, hefner clogs his voice.

"Oh, that's right...! But, Julie, how do you know!?

"I met her at the museum. That reminds me of a few questions. It looks like Sabel just flew right out of my head...!

Not to mention, she went to hang her clothes early enough to grab her coat.

"Hefnell, and Bergrette. Will you hang out with me for a while? Let's go see Elsa Merler."

All of a sudden, everyone turns their eyes round.

"To see you... from now on!?

"Oh, hefnell, do you work at night?

"Ah, no, I've already gone up today...."

Well, please. I'm sure you'd better hurry. As a soldier, could you help me talk to her? "

It is such a powerful force, whether or not it is present.

"Can I have Bergrette? I'm sure I need your reasoning to know the answer."

"Eh, yeah...."

Even the knight of the girl who is expected to have the brain nodded in the stream as if she was pushed by the momentum.

"Lugo, I'm sorry, can you leave a message? I can't let Sabel and Edwin go."

"Ha, ha."

You would feel the confusion of the three, and Julie talked as she moved on.

"Elsa Merler has a question that I really want you to answer. Why did you say that at that time? In that museum... we may now know what's going on in places we don't know."