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

Badarnois is a small town inn and liquor store near the eastern border.

"Fuah..."

The outside has been white for a while.

A woman with long brown hair and glasses bites off a yawn as she descends a floorboarding staircase.

You descend to the tavern on the first floor and wander around. As expected, it was only early in the morning, and there were only seven guests, including myself. The interior is surrounded by calm and tranquility. Probably the most free time of the day.

"Dad, can I have a fruit berry pie?"

Yeah, I'm fine.

Ask the owner for breakfast and sit down at the counter.

At that moment, the sound of opening and closing the door rushed from behind. Immediately after that, I heard the exchange between the two men who tended to hide their voices.

"I knew you were here." Convoy, I can't seem to get in touch with the Imperial City. Looks like something's going on. "

"What, since this morning?" We're off duty. I've been drinking all night and I'm going to go to bed. Please don't do this. "

"Come on, I'll explain more outside."

She was in plain clothes, but from what she said, she was definitely a soldier. With the two of them exiting after completing the accounting, the woman - the disguised Mertina Snow - correctly sensed the situation.

(... it looks like you've noticed)

It must have found General Bendisme's plans scattered all over the Imperial City. The soldiers in the city are being pursued.

The plan was developed by Mertina. Lenore was reluctantly asked to paint a sketch. It was Larutz and Gado Gado who sticked it all night.

Initially, Belgrette and Lenore showed difficulty in implementing the proposal.

I don't know how you feel, but I don't know. A false sweepstakes would trick bounty hunters into doing nothing and confuse irrelevant soldiers and citizens. By the way, the forgery of the form is also guilty if it is the original.

But not now.

If we win - if the current leader of Badarnois, Ohmzorf, is captured and exposed to daylight, there will be an unprecedented upheaval.

As an individual, Meltina is undisclosed, and the bounty hunters who came dazzled by the Lenore bounty are reluctant (she is aware that it is a slightly octagonal indignation).

And Badarnois doesn't deserve to be blamed.

Then we will fight back thoroughly. If I get hit, I'll do it again. Crush them by any means necessary. That's all.

"Yes, fruit berry pie, please wait."

"Oh, thank you."

I thought silently as I carried the pie into my mouth.

This is no longer a fine war.

I don't choose the means. Mertina, who is praised for being a hero in the North, doesn't want to be on the side of justice in the first place. For a long time, it was just once.

I'm just fighting for what I want to protect.

In the civil war, it was "Badarnois" at that time, and this time it was just "Lenore Individual".

(For now, the Palace of Ice Flowers [Palace Shell On] should be isolated)

After marching most of the battle force to the south, the Imperial City was forced to clear up the chaos because of General Bendism's arranged commotion.

And then,

(Nevertheless, I can't believe that Griff is back... I was surprised by this, too)

Griffinia Theato Martiborg, who has long since left Badarnois. Besides being a mercenary, I was unexpectedly acquainted with the Belgrettes.

(So, this was a hesitation ~)

Two days after Belgrette's new bounty hunt, Greerfoot, who had mastered long-distance communication, joined up and flew to Halschwald's barracks.... but no matter how many times I try, it won't connect.

Perhaps some kind of sabotage has been set up, but if we could get in touch with them sooner, we might have been able to inform the Raindeal soldiers in the Neutral Zone of the situation.

(Well, I can't help regret it... anyway)

Migasintia was an element of uncertainty about whether to be an enemy or an ally, and how to move, but Griffinia, the same [Strange Clan], was sure to catch it. Those two have kinship.

(This is all the solution. As far as we can, the enemy's forces have been wiped out. only the straight-forward battles are left....)

The rest are the more than two hundred troops stationed in the palace, the court hall ritualists (mage), and Aldomirar and Monotra, Orkestar's assassins.

Naturally, this was just too much power. If it wasn't for the "Penta", the scale of the battle would be very low.

We can finally get past them and confront Ohmzorf.

However, it was only natural to hit the Palace Shell On in the heart of Badarnois, the Royal Castle.

Speaking of which, I'm sure that's not the case.

Though.

(...... I'll take care of it)

If you've come this far, you'll have no choice but to believe it.

Young exotic fighters, including weird-fisted marauders.

I can think of something like that.

--There was a violent sound.

"Hahaha! Father, let's get you a glass of ale!"

A big man thought to be an adventurer sat in the seat next to him with the momentum of not breaking the chair. Gray hair that resembles a tip and a long scar running from the forehead to the nosepost and from the cheek stand out. He was carrying a very heavy sword.

It looked like a battle-scarred mercenary.

The beastly blue eyes pour out shamelessly into Meltina.

"Oh, breakfast. Onee-chan."

"... yeah, well, as you can see."

If you're an exotic mercenary, you're definitely the first person to come for the Lenore Sweepstakes. There is no other way to deal with it.

"Haha! From my point of view, it's like picking a piece." Maybe we should eat more and refine it!? "

On top of being familiar, it's hot, and it's also warm. There is a lot of extra care.

I thought about how I would argue, and I heard the words from Meltina's left side.

"That's right." Eat better. For you, it's going to be the last thing you need. "

The voice of a woman with a good earache, and the tone lacks something that doesn't look like it. The sound of a small bell accompanying the dust.

――――

The woman sat down in the next seat on the left.

Long blonde hair woven into a clutter. A number of flashy ornaments, and a small bell strung on top of them. Large black glasses that don't suit small faces.

Mutti Nibelier, Orkestar's trump card.

(... oh. Have you already found it?)

And naturally, this miserable man is also an assassin. Two against one.

"... hmm. I'm sure it's not such a bad disguise."

With an exaggerated sigh, Meltina looked down at herself.

is wearing a brown wig, large date glasses that make the outline of his face illusory, and plain clothes with a plain city style.

Unless you're not too close, you won't be able to figure it out face to face. In fact, the soldiers who had left the store earlier were completely unaware.

"Ke, don't think such a costume will fool Atai."

"Hmm. I wonder if you have a special skill that is unique in sound attributes and is suitable for people searching." Well, anyway... this hot uncle is the first one. "

When Mertina glanced sideways at her right side, the man laughed loudly, peeling his teeth.

"Haha! It's a toothless thing!" I call myself--Degga. I'd appreciate it if you could put it aside for strangers. "

(Degga...? Sure, that name...)

Griffinia worked together in the East. That's the name of the mercenary who fired off a weapon called the handshot.

"Yes, Mr. Degga, please wait."

I don't think I could hear you from that loud voice. The shopkeeper calls the man by name and brings a jock filled with amber liquid.

Um, let's put it on.

Degga's thick five fingers grabbed the handle of the jock. There, for a moment, I could catch a glimpse. The man's thick palms---a big octopus flourished at the base of each finger.

(...... you're a fierce swordsman)

Meltina sees it as a sign that she's wielding a real sword on a daily basis. It is certainly easy to imagine this spinning of the great sword that he bears.

Kaah!

Such a swordsman swallowed up the water, but suddenly emptied his jock. Anything is fine, but it's a bit noisy. As if waiting for it, Mutti opens her mouth next to it on the left.

"Hey, I don't know what's going on, but I think you set up a funny little craft." The soldiers were making a scene. "

I think so.

"However, it doesn't make sense that you got caught like this." That's why the chase is over. Follow me quietly. Then there won't be any futile sacrifice. You don't have the right to say no... do you understand? "

The opposite of scrupulous and lavish Degga. As she whispered, the woman on the bell looked around. It seemed to confirm the number of people in the store through the large black glasses.

"... don't resist in vain." In the meantime, there are five hostages. "

Now, except for Mertina and Orkestar, there were four customers who would have drunk all night. One of the shopkeepers.

In other words, the woman who uses this sound is declaring it. The store itself was taken hostage. If we don't comply, we won't be able to guarantee their lives.

(I see. Somehow, you can't afford it anymore.)

When Mutti appeared in front of him in that massive operation, he was obsessed with defending himself and dealing with Mertina. "I'm going to kill you" for trying to intervene against Aldomirar.

But now I'm trying to hunt down one of Mertina with my allies. Even using the people of Ichii as a threatening material, they are trying to achieve their purpose even if they are wrong. It's a sign that we can't take any more time.

"Mr. Mutti, you're funny."

Ah?

"For example... do you suddenly take a stranger hostage and obey them quietly?"

"Don't be so strong, Hero Sama. I'll try and reduce it."

"That's right. Everyone pushes the ideal of heroes against me." You must be a honorable person, full of integrity and sense of justice. It's not like I'm a Western hero and the famous Levin Rayfield, and I'm not that kind of bullshit. "

”... hey, don't try to buy time with your crappy tone of voice”

Mutti, infiltrated with a little bit of frustration, was faster than he could hold out his right hand.

"I don't mean to do that?"

Mertina thrust her right index finger into Mutti's eyebrows.

Ahh!

An, it rings all over. Since it is too close, the sound of firing and impact are simultaneous.

Mutti, who had been shot at at a distance from his nose, slammed down from his chair and rolled over.

Come on.

After sewing that momentary gap, Hirari and Meltina stood up and turned to their right side.

Hahaha!

It must be a first-class reaction. Another Assassin - Degga had already stood up and put his hand on the handle of the Great Sword, and he was in a position to cut off his sword.

"Beware, beware..."

Is the full smile on his rough face because he is sure of victory?

In fact, it would have been easy to take them down.

─ ― If the opponent in front of him wasn't even [Nornzite].

Yes!

Trying to control the aircraft, Degga kicked up the chair she had been sitting in until just before. Mertina wore it only in a leaning and leaning manner.

"Mmm...!"

At the time he tried to wield a heavy weapon, the man was aggressive.

Cancer, cancer, cancer. One shot, two shots, three shots. Without hesitation, Mertina shoots an ice bullet into Degga's throat.

* giggle *, * giggle *!

With each shot, Degga's body retreats to be pushed back.

From there, he falls into a flash as he entangles tables and chairs in the back as he receives two more shots.

"What, what!?"

"Wow, help!"

The guests who seemed to have finally grasped the situation, fell down.

Heeeeeeeee

Again to the shopkeeper who hid under the counter,

"I'm sorry, thank you for the meal! I'll fix it later!"

Meltina scattered a lot of cards on the desk, and the wind blew her way out of the shop.

--In the store, it was quiet as if the storm had passed.

While everything seemed to be at a standstill, a sled and a shadow were stupid.

"...... gently......"

The woman who was lying down held down the black glasses that covered the top half of her face to make sure.

(...... Wow, that's dangerous. You almost broke it, didn't you?)

Mutti gently woke up from the floor, wiping the blood from the edge of his mouth with his thumb, and striking his tongue with abhorrence.

"It's just as clever as ever, it's annoying."

Extremely small ice bullet with excellent speed and penetration. Even if you deploy defensive magic, its power will penetrate.

(Well, even if you just give me the back, I can use it.)

If we can acquire organs, we can steal their entire power.

Damn, you're sticking in vain.

A woman standing up with the sound of a bell calls out as she wipes the dust off her underwear.

"Hey, how long have you been asleep? I'm going after you, Ossan."

In response, Degga, lying on a broken bottle or piece of broken wood, rose up.

"Haha! No, I'm surprised. I heard about it, but the handshot is also a shapeless technique. The goodness of manners is unmatched. No way, even though I'm... accustomed to dealing with it, I can't even let it out of my possessions."

Falling from the man's abdomen, they roll over the floorboards. It was an ice bullet that Mertina had fired. They were, without exception, abnormally watery.

Degga strokes her jaw like she thinks while scowling.

"However, it's still tough with the initial temporary equipment." If we don't wield all our might, we won't be able to get rid of it. "

Ke, do as you please.

"Hmm. Well, I guess you'll like it then."

Happily, he slaps his knee and stands up, removing the pieces of glass and wood chips from his coat.

"Well then, let's go.... oops"

As I recall, Degga looked around.

The table that was crushed by the penetration of its own giant body, a number of fallen and cracked porcelain and ceramics, and customers who shrunk and trembled in the corner of the store.

Hmmm.

After glancing at them, Degga picked up his falling sword and walked up to the counter with his big strand.

Heeeeeeeee

The shopkeeper sitting back and forth screams pathetically. I don't care what it looks like.

"I'm sorry for the disturbance! I apologized for brewing and the things I broke, please keep it!"

Degga took off the clasp she was carrying and put it on top of the don and the counter with the big sword. It's like selling it out to quality. As you can see, the heavyweight shakes the bottles containing the seasoning.

"... ha,??"

A big man who thumbs up at a puzzled shopkeeper for some reason with a good look on his face.

Hahaha! So let's do it!

Just as the work was over, the man, who was all hunched up, came back with a laugh.

Ke, you're making a lot of noise for Hont.

Therefore, the two orkestars had to leave the early morning store.