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

"Hah, hah..."

Out of breath, Ohmzorf was dragging his heavy legs.

It is not possible to ignore the beatings and physical exhaustion caused by rolling on the floor. But more than that,

"Uu, kuu....."

Headache. And nausea.

This is what Kinsol told me in exchange for the treatment.

All those who have received the treatment of "fusion" are said to suffer from such symptoms when forced to do so.

And that's not all.

(I see, this is......)

It feels like you're being controlled by something else, like your body is no longer yours...

The feeling of discomfort inside you like something stupid...

……

Looking back.

I can't confirm who's coming. Randomly, I have turned the corner many times so far. I know it won't be easy to find, but I can't be alarmed.

Nevertheless,

(There's no one there...)

Tranquility to an unusual level. I don't even run into one of the soldiers.

Most of them must have been beaten down by the boy.

(...... really, my reading was sweet......)

I was no longer as vigilant as I could be about Belgrette.

But - Lugo Ariumi, the marcher.

He deserved equal or greater attention.

Dare to charge from the front into this Ice Glow Palace [Palace Shell On] on a single ride. Destroyed an enormous number of troops, and Orkestar's magicians were kicked in the air. Finally, he reached under himself, and even the power obtained by "fusion" jumped away.

It is true that Belgrette's strategy and the assistance of the Sabres will be the outcome of the battle.

But I have to admit it.

The Palace of Ice Flowers [Palace Shell On] was now as good as dropped by that boy alone.

The King of the Land of Lions brought in such a terrible and reliable battle force.

(But... not yet.)

It's not over yet.

Leave this palace once and for all.

I can't pretend anymore.

Gather the soldiers from all over the Imperial City and prepare to fight back. The city seems to be in a state of turmoil over the plans of the Belgrettes in the city, but it will not last forever.

"Hah, hah..."

It is assumed that:

I don't know how long it's been since I ran so hard.

... oh, by the way.

I promise to go to the museum with my alumni and Meltina. However, my teacher told me to keep running errands for a long time.

I had to hurry up and cut my breath so hard that I felt sick. Just like this...

(Mel...)

But now, she's not here because she's always been supportive.

Yes, I don't think I've spent much time with you.

But, um...

(...... if you finish this...... I'm sure)

If only I had been able to overcome this test of transformation. Together again... "

(...?... together...?)

A headache stops you from thinking.

No, the premise is strange.

I mean, I......



Your shaky consciousness is suddenly drawn back to reality.

It was caused by a small figure that appeared on the way.

Old man.

A brown coat worn over a white coat that is both cold-proof and disguised. A wide hat of the same colour on the head. All in all, the exterior is accompanied by a tentative initial impression. Many age-appropriate wrinkles are engraved on the face, but the distinctive feature is the eye. It is not a human being who is getting older and holding back from the end. Rolling like he still has his ambition in him.

In front of an unexpected opponent, Ohmzorf called his name unconsciously.

"...... Lord Kinzolu......"

The petite old man laughed with a deeper line on his wrinkled face.

"Heehee, this is Priest Ohmzorf." Looks like you're in a hurry. ”

"... why are you here?"

Kinzol Granshua is the head of the bounty.

Although Badarnois is not well-known, he is not openly able to walk under the Day God.

Therefore, until now, it has rarely acted in a conspicuous manner.

Ever since I appointed the montrays to special counsel - that is, since I appointed the Belgrette team as my client - I have been secretly inviting them to the palace to hide in an invisible basement. The bounty hunters targeting Lenore, Belgrette, and the others make finding Kinzor a pain.

Even in this case, this old husband has no curtain.

Rather, his mission as Orkestar is largely over. All we have to do is pull out Mertina's organs.

If you dare to mention it, is it the role of the follow-up of Ohmzorf, the "finished form" of the treatment target?

"Hee-hee. The room was swaying in the mega-story earlier." I was wondering what that was. "

It must have been the impact of that ice mass falling.

"... it's not a big deal. Besides, it's better if the soldiers find you."

By the looks of it, Kinzor is alone. There was no such thing as a bodyguard who was constantly following him.

"Heehee. People don't exist, they don't care about others." Not to mention, the old grandfather looks similar and stops by. In addition, in this emergency... I didn't notice. more than that.... "

With his fingertips on his chin, Kinzor's complexion turned pale. It was like a doctor going to see a doctor.

"You seem to have used too much of your power against the boulders."... um, and... "

She stretched her short neck and turned her fallen eyes toward the back of Ohmzorf. I purposely put my hand on one ear,

"Someone is approaching."... hmm, I don't think it's a soldier... but it's an accurate pursuit. Soon, let's go here. "



I turned around unexpectedly, but there was no human figure in the hallway that stretched out on the blue carpet.

"... do you hear footsteps?"

"Hee-hee. That's where it is." [This ear] is so special. "

It's very suspicious.

But if you believe that claim, Belgrette and the others.

"Please, I'll take care of this."

A narrow-eyed Kinzor walked out into the space that someone would eventually reach.

"! What are you doing..."

Are you going to take on them?

Even Omzorf's behavior was unexpected.

"I was intercepting flying communications, so I will keep track of the situation." After coming to Badar Nois for a month and a half, besides your treatment, I only played with a few bounty hunters... Come on, I'm getting tired of being an adult. Hmm, [bored] doesn't work... there's no more pain. "

……

What are you going to do?

Kinzol's "fusion" gave him tremendous power, but frankly, I don't trust this unfamiliar person.

What good would it do to buy an enemy interceptor?

Have you realized the innermost meaning of such a saintly lady? The strange old man shuddered and shrugged tinyly.

"It can be strange." It is not good for me to lose you, who is the [finished form]. And the enemy has been planning to seize the organs since the beginning. Things are in good shape, so I'm just trying to get them myself... Whatever it looks like, it's because it's "Penta." You don't even make it, hi-hi. "

"... is it the left side?"

I don't want to swallow it. But no matter what Kinzor is planning, we will not be troubled by his deeds for the time being.

"Well then, let me spoil your words......"

Above all, Omzorf had no reason to refuse, nor could he afford it.

"... excuse me"

The old man throws a pleasant voice at the holy lady who wants to rush ahead with a short comment.

"Heehee, good luck... no, this was Badarnois." May you have the blessing of the ice god Curerene. "

"...... this way, Sabel"

The location is at the corner of the corridor on the second floor, at a crossroads where I don't know how many times it will be. From among the three choices, the wind girl pointed in one direction without hesitation.

All right.

The young man of Zijuan also obeys his words without any disagreement. Light a purple fire on one of the candlesticks mounted on the wall in the direction they are heading.

"As always, Julie's nose is dependable."

"Fufu, praise me more."

Manipulating the wind attributes, Julie had a keen ability to sense the faint smells in the air. It is a valuable skill in detecting ambushes from outside enemies and in pursuing such targets. Especially if it is aimed at noble women like Ohmzorf, it is not difficult to detect the residual fragrance of the perfume.

It was right after I started chasing him with such conviction.

"! Someone... might be here....... it's such a nasty smell....."

As if to prove the accuracy of Julie's words and skills.

In the middle of the corridor around the corner, vigilant. The old man stood about ten miles ahead.

"............ this is......"

The voice that squeezed out was surprisingly frayed by the label itself.

An alarm bell rings in the brain.

If you ask me what it is, it's because I've been trained as an explorer.

--- Something that condenses every [negative] is right in front of you.

A presence that seemed to be without doubt stood there.

At first glance, it's just a petite old man. People who have lost their way out of the shelter? No, it's not. If so, why are you snuggling up like that? Why are you standing so majestically?

My instincts instantly shut down. This opponent was a [fierce] one that should not be scattered.

Such a catastrophe opens the mouth.

”Huhhh... your appearance... you're Sabel Arhano”

"---"

Only its withered appearance and its unsuitable eyes emit an unusually dazzling light. The lack of balance... distortion invokes an indescribable fear.

"... hey, Cheng Jin. Are you Kinzol Granshua?"

"Heehee, you already know my name, don't you?"

"It doesn't really look like the sketch in the arrangement form, does it?"

”Heehee... you're actually much more handsome, aren't you?”

"Ahh..."

Actually, it's far more evil.

Saber has travelled all over the country, but I've never seen a man wearing a tainted sign.

(Tch, what kind of encounter is this?)

He said he would not step on the front line, but of course he read it on his own. It just came off.

The opponent is Penta. To be honest, I want to avoid engaging, but I don't want you to miss it anymore.

(I have no choice but to squeeze my stomach...!)

Low and bent too low, Kinzor puts his hands on the floor and crawls on all fours.

"Ugh... be careful, Sabelle"

"Ahh..."

The strange thing is that the posture is impossible. Both hands and feet are grounded on a pintaro and blue carpet, as if the posture were what it should be.

Somewhere, it's more... creepy than an animal.

(What's wrong with his body... his limbs are unusually long...?)

The moment I noticed it from a distance,

”Huhhhh”

The creepy laughter comes from the incredible proximity of the label.

Kinzor, who was supposed to be at a distance of ten steps with his big crotch, was right in front of him.

And the beast walked every four-legged, in an instant.



The strange old man stood up and flashed his right arm. The tip is not a fist. I didn't have any weapons. It's just a stretched finger. But I've never gone beyond not touching it.

Whoaa!

With a huge blow, Saber burst into a purple flame that scrolled into his right hand.

"You wanted this guy from me, didn't you, old man?"

Although the range was short, the rough waves hit the flames. No matter how 'Penta' is, if you shower properly, you can't just do it.

"--Heehee, it's a little different."

Five trajectories slashed the purple blaze.

"Ku!?"

The saber that felt unsafe immediately retreated.

The fiery flame itself was wiped out by Kinzor's right hand...... fingertips.

(This guy...!?)

Everything is Burning. The Fire of the Saber with its power will always envelop the subject in fire, no matter what the outcome. Whether it be stone or snowstorm. Attempt to catch and burn for the time being.

But,

(My flame was [extinguished] in an instant-)

Completely without being wrapped around the tail of the flame.

Let's give you the roots that create that power.

Kinzor's right arm was stretched again as he stepped back. The white fingertips on the tip. It was a force that easily wiped out the purple flame of the Saber. I can't touch it as much as faintly.

(But... I can see it...!)

I can't reach it. Let's fight back.

--But the fingertip that was supposed to be perfect at the distance of the nose slightly twitched the throat of the label.

――

Why did you get it?

Simultaneously with an immediate question.

Blood splashed from Sabel's throat.

"But...!"

The sharp blade was torn without any pigmentation.

The fresh blood gushing from his neck makes the blue carpet under his feet flashily dirty.

Sabel!

The scream of a sad companion and the feeling of being able to support a collapsed shoulder.

(...... this guy......)

In the blink of an eye. The more you look at it, the more you notice its unusualness. The appearance of an old man who was murkyly showing up from under his coat was too unnatural to be seen up close.

A strangely youthful complexion that is not worthy of a withered face. Different skin colour peeks from the neck. Even the lengths of the limbs are different...

I got the blow I just took.

The distance was misunderstood by changing the kicking foot, which serves as the stepping axis.

What the hell is this guy?

Are you really human?

That's how weird they think it is.

"Zhu, Lee..."

Get out of here. This is dangerous.

Instead of your voice, it's just a bloody foam in your ears.

No, Sabel, Sabel!

"--Mr. Sabel!"

This time it was the moment when I was ready to die, Belgrette's voice echoed with the voice of her companion. Multiple running footsteps. I heard that Edvin was with the Diaspora.

Oh, you took my life again.

But I can't rest assured. This Kinsol... it's too dangerous.

While praying to the Fire God for the safety of his rushed companions, Sabel unknowingly let go of his consciousness.