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

"Fu....."

After going up and down the stairs to the second floor, the current guard looked around with a breath.

No one is in sight.

The hallway of the blue carpet that extends from the current hallway to the left and right and to the front is surrounded by the silence of the fierce fighting on the lower floor as if it were a lie. All I can hear is my breath.

The palace is large enough to accommodate many sections of the city. If only one thief was the opponent, it would be harder to find.

Until now, some of the soldiers who felt bad about the flag were retreating and returning with reinforcements, but in the first-floor cafeteria, the burning soldiers dared to make a general assault. They also took out the defectors and took them all down, so the army temporarily lost sight of our location.

(Just in time, let's take a break from this interval...)

I can't ignore the drainage now.

Although it is mild, it is difficult to find a safe place, and it is injured to a degree.

However, his chest was filled with a little sense of accomplishment.

(No, I'm sorry you can't be proud of me...)

― ― The current number of killers is one hundred and six.

Breakthrough in the slashing of a hundred people by a single person. I must have cut more than half of the total strength of the Royal Palace of Badarnois.

There may be some counting mistakes due to repeated reversals. But that should be enough for an approximate indication.

I have never had the experience of beating so many enemies at once by myself with such a master, Katayama Ten Rivers.... maybe.

……

But unfortunately, it won't last forever.

The expected total strength is two hundred, and about half of it is left. With the help of elites such as the White Guards and the Court Yin Warlock (Mage), you will finally be forced to fight a tough fight.

Currently, what was more serious than the wounds was the drained health.

(Damn, I thought a hundred or a thousand people would come before I did... but that's not going to work.)

Nevertheless, of course, this kind of situation has already been assumed.

(It's still too early to use [this].)

Check what's in your pocket.

In fact, in order to execute this operation, we received a certain substitute from Greekfoot. In order to survive the struggle, its use must be important--



Gently, a faint vibration under your feet. Two or three times in a row.

I almost overlooked it because of my imagination, but I'm sure of it. This is the aftermath of the battle from the lower floors.

Location suggests the ground floor courtyard should be close by. In addition, if you become the user of the Oracle, you can sway the shock that echoes through this thick stone wall.

(Rumor has it... but you're doing it, Mr. Greyfoot.)

Before the end of the operation, the exodus had a little exchange of words with him.

If you think you cried in front of the meat, you can make a clear smile immediately afterwards.

Every one of them was a wanderer who could not understand the name Greerfoot Martihawk.

I left the country because I was defeated in a duel with Migasintia.

It seemed that his sideways face, which was monologued like that, overlapped with his former self... when Kirihata Yoshizuku was defeated and rotted.

"Migacintia will definitely show interest when she finds out I'm back. I suppose he danced back to make it up to me. I'll take care of him."

Meltina agreed to the proposal as if she had decided to be prepared.

Belgrette, Mertina, that Ohmzorf, and even Svorun, my superior. A heterogeneous white knight who could not predict anyone's behavior turned his attention to the target. It draws the blood of the same [Strange Clan], Greyfoot - no, except for [Griffinia].

(Leave it to me, Mr. Greyfoot.)

Now, if I don't do my part, the boy and I will tighten our minds.

……

Just ahead, there was a turning point that deviated from the small side road.

Don't be afraid to peek in the face. The back of the place was the entrance to the toilet. Of course, there are no figures there either.

I kept going, and without hiding, I turned the corner of the hallway with dignity.

The task of the Diaspora is to attract and disable as many enemies as possible.

Although the situation was the same as the Tenryaku Battle Festival, it was the opposite of the martial arts festival, which had to deal with a large number of enemies. It must move conspicuously and be discovered....... but,

(That's right, there's no one there....)

The hallway is quiet with Xin.

(It was true that there were many rooms for knights and court wrestlers (Mage) on the second floor. There are lots of big rooms.)

As I regrouped the advance information in my head, a figure appeared from the front crossroads side.

It was a rush to prepare myself, but I quickly lifted my guard. Slightly puzzled.

……

Because the opponent was finally an old man with such a temperament to walk with.

Will the age reach seventy years, or eighty years old? The curly hair is pure white. The wrinkles on his face were deep, and he had a cane in his hand. My old man didn't seem to bend his knees much, and he seemed to be moving forward step by step.

The blue robe is luxuriously decorated to be seen and can be identified as expensive at a glance.

(A nobleman...... right?)

The question is, why are you walking in this situation?

I haven't encountered anyone other than a soldier since I broke into the palace. The enemy reported the attack and evacuated the non-combatants - civilians and civilians. We have also heard about this in advance from Mertina and Lenore. He said that if the battle broke out in earnest, it would be such a response.

If it is, it will be superfluous,

(...... why is this grandpa wandering around like this at a time like this?... no, wait.)

The Diaspora has never actually seen Kinzol Granshua.

Is it possible that this old man is like that?

(No... that's not true. It's completely different from a sketch.)

In the first place, Kinzol himself is the head of the ultra-high designation prize. Even if they were hiding in this palace, I don't think anyone would see them wandering around this place alone.

The old man's fallen eyes were directed towards the flowing protection around such an idea. Maybe he's blind, or he just noticed our presence.

"Oh, you're young." What are you doing here? "

"Huh? No..."

"I'm trying to conquer this palace."

"Oh dear, what a strange atmosphere in the palace today." Even though this eagle is here after all, it's totally stupid..... "

I thought I muttered something in my mouth.

"Young man, where was the handwash?"

He suddenly asked me such a thing.

"Oh, don't get me wrong." I'm not dumbfounded. I don't come to the palace very often, I just forgot. "

"Hah, let's go to the bathroom..."

As a matter of fact, I've just passed it.

"Um... I saw it earlier. towards the other side....."

"Excuse me, but can you show me?"

... Currently, there's no sign of the enemy around. In addition, it is not far away.

"Hah... well, I can't help it." Let's do this. "

I wondered what I was doing, but the Diaspora turned back. An old man with a cane followed with "oh".

(What's the situation......)

Besides, they were marauders. It won't be in the history of Badarnois, right in the middle of hitting this palace from the front on a single ride. Soldiers must be looking for such unprecedented criminals with blood in their eyes.

No way, you can't even expect Curerene, the ice god who watches over this country, such as giving directions to an old man who wants to go to the bathroom.

... That said, my old husband's troubles reminded me of a master I would never see again, and I couldn't help but overlook it.

"I don't know, I'm from outside."

"... yeah, well..."

”And even though you're young, you're still a wanderer?”

"No, I'm not an adventurer..."

"Hmm? Hmm, have we met somewhere?" It looks familiar, like it doesn't look familiar. "

I felt a jerk. I was so worried about the bounty, but I was still arranging for it to be an admirable bounty.

”I-Isn 't that your imagination?”

"Hmm... I see. I'm going to the other country to get to know the face of the young man."

"Hahaha..."

"But really, today, the state of the palace is strange." Monks, don't go outside without telling me why... I'll take who I am. "

I see, I suspect that there is no exodus.

The regiment hasn't explained the situation to the non-combatants. If you think about it, there is no surprise. Just one… If the people knew that there were only a few intruders around here, including Belgrette and the others, they wouldn't know what to say.

"Don't you know anything?"

"Huh? Hmm... I wonder why..."

I can't say it's my fault.

Going back for a while while exchanging unlovable conversations.

"Here we are. We're here."

"Oh, it's a pity you've come so close."

She was an old man who tried to go to the toilet with her feet, but she was surprised when she tried to break into the bathroom.

”Mhh, my dick... if you look closely, it's not full of scratches”

It seems that my eyes are still ill and I have noticed it now.

"Ah, no, it's just a scratch..."

"Hmm. When I was younger, it was just a bit of a jerk." Once upon a time, I was called "Rough Mesh" and was feared..... "

It seemed that he had somehow taken it upon himself.

"But it was really helpful. Hmm, I didn't throw anybody out. If I hadn't dripped in time, I'd have been treated like shit all the time. To the Krabons, who aim for the heritage of the eagle. Oshi was just kind to me. You've protected my honor."

"Hah, that's such an exaggeration..."

"What are you talking about? You can be proud."

It seemed like a very spectacular feat.

"I'll never forget this gratitude." Goodbye, and may the Curelene protect you. "

Lightly worshipping, the old man disappeared into the back of the toilet.

(Haha, but I think Curelene will keep an eye on Badarnois's berserker...)

I quickly turned back the path that was coming with a bitter smile, switched my feelings, and aimed for a sector that I had not yet confirmed.

(Well, I wonder if Belle and the others have made it to the third floor......)

If things go according to plan, they should be able to reach the top floor with minimal effort.

But that's the problem.

This icy palace "Palace Shell On" was built in the same way as Reindeer Castle, assuming the intrusion of outside enemies. There is a place that you must pass before you reach the depths. The raid will undoubtedly have an enemy presence in the area. Of course, the opponent was unrelentingly powerful.

…………

Now. Mutti, the strongest on the enemy side, must be after Mertina.

(I really wanted to revive that bell lady, but no, no, no, no, no, no, no.)

The Snowstorm White Knights [Grachella Duela] were absent, and Miga Singhtia, the only remaining crew member in the palace, was engaged by Greerfoot. The Vinitov Brothers, defeated by the Protector, were said by one of the soldiers to be the top cultivators among the White Guards.

There may be some Orkestar fighters left, but given that this place is the heart of Badarnois, the Ice Palace [Palais Shell On] is unlikely. While there are many eyes of third parties, it is not realistic to invite and place people with suspicious backgrounds.

In that case, perhaps the special consultant is waiting for you. Orkestar monotra and aldomirar.

It is impossible to think of Kinzolu Sen, the "Penta", but that assumption can be excluded first. If anything should happen to this [fusion] old man, the enemy's plan to steal Mertina's power itself would be attributed to the blisters. That's probably why they didn't show up so thoroughly.

(Even if Kinzol doesn't take the risk of traveling, she can now use multiple attributes against a dead merchant with a pistol...... she's a good enough opponent. …………

Going down the stone corridor for a while while while thinking about it.

There he is!

Breaking the silence that hurts your ears, the voice echoes from behind.

Turning around, a group of people wrapped in silver armor and white robes appeared from the bend.



The former is no longer familiar as a regular soldier, and the latter should be cared for here with a total of about ten men. Those who do not have real weapons, do not wear strong armor, and seem to have nothing to do with the rough at first glance.

(Sure enough, you're here this time. The characteristics I asked Lenore about remained the same. Is that Badarnois' court chanting sorcerer (Mage)?

Those who practice the soul heart power [Pruna] and perform the Divine Rhythm [Oracle] are called the Rhythmic Warlock [Mage].

In other words, in a broad sense, ordinary soldiers are also Yongs Warlocks [Mage]. Unlike the Protectorate, I used the Oracle to fight in any form.

However, the existence called the court anthem (Mage) stands out from the rest.

An expert in the spell "Oracle". A skilled master, so to speak, and an elite expert in the service of the nation. Ability as a surgeon is much better than a regular soldier.

Not all court anointing magicians (mages) are good at fighting, but there is no room to argue about what they are like when they rush in at this stage.

Among them, united in a clean white robe, a tall woman came forward.

"Hmm, is that a thief?" I'm not just a child... thinking of what kind of monster you are, because you say you're berserk when you're alone. "

I look about my mid-twenties when I was younger. Such a feisty figure, such a natural lady. On the sides of her slender face, a blonde longitudinal roll was rolling up so much that she wondered how it was finished.

The light blue eyes that could see the current protection contained obvious feelings of despair.

"Yu, don't be alarmed, Master Androwerse." Hundreds of soldiers, including the White Soldiers, have already been killed by one of them..... "

Shame on you.

The maiden chanting sorcerer (Mage), who was called Androwerze, slashed the mouth of the accompanying soldier with a single word.

"If you're scratched around like that, don't be shy." Because you're just playing with a dirty faction, you can't move when you have to, and you're exposing your ugliness. Okay, back off. We'll take care of that. "

Whether she was the length of the squadron or not, as Androwerze had said, the other white suits came forward. Is the ratio between men and women equal to half?

Together, they scrape their palms toward protection.

The distance between them is around fifteen meters.

The location is a straight corridor. The width between the stone walls is narrow, and there is nothing between them.

(Well... then, let's get a little excited.)

Confronted from afar, Ariki once again switched his thoughts to combat mode and became more focused than ever.

Because I know it well. The court anthemist of Badarnois (Mage), to the extent of his prowess.

(If you think that there are ten Lenore people...... considering the situation and the place, it's tough to get over it without being shot.)

Under these circumstances, there is only one method of warfare to choose from.

Just stick it straight in, that's all. The place is a narrow stone corridor. There was nowhere to hide.

Perhaps the battle is momentary.

Will you be able to freeze the opponent's shots at the same time, or will you successfully bring them to your own distance and knock them all down?

"... you don't like it, do you?"

Androwerse snorted.

"Hurry up and raise your hands, Flower. I wonder if you can understand this situation?"

So the wanderer was finally noticed.

The Badarnois Court Hall Warlock (Mage) Brigade VS has the protection of the ocean currents.

I was the only one who thought that was a match card.

"Fufu, you may not even have the culture to raise your hand, Miss Andrawarze."

It's possible. I'm looking at something that seems to be missing.

Some of the white robes that are turning their hands on us leak a mockery. They looked at us with a dazzling look, evenly, without exception.

(Ahh...)

I mean.

They're already going to be 'finished'. By the time they rushed in, the capture was complete.

(...... well, it's not surprising...)

A place where you can neither escape nor hide. Everyone is holding their hands as if they were releasing their magic to the subject at all times. It's like a side-by-side squad of cops pointing their guns at one another.

There is no elevator.

"No, no, I don't want to be rattled." I'm surprised you feel like you've already won. "

With such a word of protection, the scene calmed down.

"Raise your hands? The opponent who charged into the castle... the opponent who was beating hundreds of people was very long." Ah, the active court anointing sorcerer (Mage) can slip like this and fall to the bottom. This country is different from Badarnois. I feel sorry for the good people. "

Is this what the effect is?

In a blink of an eye, there was no sign of mocking anyone.

As if to doubt the ears, as if to doubt the speaker's sanity, everyone headed by Androwerze loses their faces and stands up.

To make them pull the trigger, the boy laughs provocatively.

"That's why you're not standing up with your face on your head. Come early, you incompetent people."

"--Don 't even leave the prototype!" Shoot me! "

Along with Androwerze's rage, a dazzling ice storm filled the corner.

The Orlando family is also known in Badarnois as a fiduciary family.

Born into the main house as an eldest daughter, Androwerze has lived a life without any limitations.

Get what you want, get what you can get out of the way. There's nothing I can't do.

It was the same at that time.

My grandfather's flattery has led me to become a court anointing sorcerer (Mage) that I admired since I was a child. By the time he was recognized for his dedication and began to see his position as head, a girl had newly enlisted.

Lenore Schne Grosswitz.

The girl, who was born between Lord Grosswitz and Msgr. Lenin, was, quite simply, a genius.

He was one year younger than Androwerze, but it was clear that he would be outnumbered in two years.

That's why I ruled it out.

No matter how talented you are, you are a child. It was enough for me to be a little harassed. The smile disappeared day by day, and it was really painful to see the number of mouths dwindling.

Later, Lenore left the palace with Meltina.

Eventually, Lenin also retired from active service.

At the same time, Lenore also resigned from the position of court wizard (Mage).

"Come on," she said, laughing.

In that case, the intruder disappeared.

That's right. There's nothing unintelligible about it. The Chosen One has come to survive naturally.

Then the sails were full of wind.

Finally, last year, Androwerze was appointed head of the court magician (Mage).

While he took such a gorgeous path, soon after the new year, the news jumped in. I inadvertently doubted my ears.

That Lenore was arranged as a sinner.

I don't know what happened and I'm not interested, but I'm impressed. Is this how much a man can fall?

Now, Androwerze's life as a court chanting sorcerer (Mage) is going well.

The soldiers are tied up in a boring faction, but they're not. You have control under your command.

Therefore,

"Lord Androwerze, bandits are currently entering the palace." Soldiers have been destroyed one after another, and it is impossible to stop them. Please, I don't want to ask for your help..... "

Androwerze, who had received such a request, was surprised and did not hide her unpleasant face.

How incompetent are you? You're acting like such a fool because you're having a lot of nonsense.

Didn't you notify the priest Ohmzorf? So, instead of the special counselor moving? You can leave it to them. "

I don't know what the thief's aim is, but due to the structure of the castle, there is a path that must be crossed in order to go back. We just need to place these new faces there. Rather, that Ohmzorf would have done it already.

But the soldier had a bad look on his face.

"... that's for sure... but if those counsellors got rid of the thief..."

I could tell by the way it sounded.

In other words, the soldier's face will be crushed. In addition, a special consulting role will be evaluated.

I see, that's certainly not very favorable. It was unwilling of Androwerze for such unfamiliar people to show their merit and make a good face.

Then we should move ourselves.

If the army defeats a troubled opponent, their reputation increases.

"... I understand. Show me."

So --- the opponent I had to encounter was an old, plain boy. Moreover, according to the explanation I received on the road, I was alone in the invasion.

... Everything is ridiculous.

It is not a very shameful story that hundreds of soldiers have been killed by such a child.

I don't know how you used such a cowardly tactic to continue your fast advance, but that's the end of it.

The main road where you can't escape or hide. Everyone, including Androwerze, has finished chanting and is ready to shoot at any time. Even if the enemies are skilled, some counterattacks will burn the stone with water. There is no such thing as [Slip] to resist from here.

Therefore, the generous Androwerze at least showed mercy.

Trying to raise your hand.

But the opponent was more stupid than we thought.

Or, Badarnois... and the prodigal court yakuza (mage).

At the behest of Androwerze, everyone's attack tricks have been unleashed.

It could be said that it was an expression of the fury of the Ice God. The stone walls in the hallway froze without a neighborhood, and the candlestick fire blew out in an instant, covering the carpet with ice.

An overwhelming vortex of icy storms that takes no more than a second.

That's why.

- Less than ten seconds after that.

The situation in which everyone but himself was lying on the floor was completely incomprehensible to Androwerze.

"......,...... is that......?"

The accompanying soldiers and the men who led them. Everyone is rolling on the blue carpet like a doll with a broken thread.

What happened?

I rushed back to my memories of the moment and the last moment I was away.

All of them shot off their attacking spells.

Immediately afterwards, I saw something flying out of the blizzard that they had caused.

Determining whether it was a matchmaking or a counterattack, Androwerze fell to her feet. Concerned about two or three shots flying, he rolled to the edge of the wall.

And he stood up.

--Everyone but myself was down, and there was a thief boy in front of me.

"......... why?"

Androwerze's exhaled voice was so stupid that she had never heard it before, accompanied by trembling.

The opponent slipped off his clothes and arm's back, seemingly uninteresting. It's ice. Various pieces of white, large and small, peeled off and rolled over the blue carpet.

"............ Shh, right......?"

That fact shows.

Flying in that ice storm wasn't a counterattack.

This boy himself.

While undergoing the attack, he slashed through and instantly defeated more than ten elites.

"It's a lie."

Impossible.

If it wasn't for that Mertina Snow...

Is this Badarnois' court chanting sorcerer (Mage)?

It was a whitening tone.

The boy speaks to the last Androwerze.

Somehow... I was pretty wary thinking that there seemed to be a lot of very capable people.

Scratch your head to the bottom of your heart.

"It's no big deal compared to Lenore." I lost my body. "

Androwerze's thoughts also stopped.

Why?

Why did you give me that name?

If Lady Lenore was still there, she would have been a fine sorcerer. It was a waste.

The aristocrats murmured unfortunately at the dinner table. It's like a jar.

Shut up. It sucks.

I wonder how much such a little girl is.

Badarnois's best court chanting sorcerer (Mage) is himself.

Don't name him. Don't look at me like that.

――

Yes, I am the best Yong-samurai [Mage]. You shouldn't be timid assuming that your companion has fallen. We have to fight.

Enemies don't have time to start chanting from the tip of their eyes and nose.

I reached out to the dagger that stood me in my pocket.

Just because you're a Young Warlock [Mage] doesn't mean you can't rely on magic. Andrawarze Les Hollandres is a young lady who can respond in an ad hoc manner.

The confronted boy was surprised - he had no appearance, and his eyes were extremely cold.

”Ahh... I was going to take it down just now, didn't I even keep chanting?”

――――

Whatever, those beating eyes.

Exotic thieves, what kind of kid is that? Don't lick it. I'll show you.

(Die!)

The moment I stepped in my hand with the blade I pulled out,

Eh

The boy disappeared and felt a shock in his neck.

In an instant, Androwerze's consciousness was locked away in the darkness.