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

"Ahh, this is... hhhhh"

The interestingly narrowed eyes were those of a childly old man.

It's easy to grasp the situation even for the displaced people who have just arrived.

A crumbling savel that was struck by a deadly blow. Julie clings to him, Belgrette on immediate treatment.

Even in such an urgent situation, the protection of the current was blinded.

To the figure of the old man who stood wobbly blocking his path.

"............!"

Faster than you think.

The runaway who tried to mouth [something] in a hurry swallowed his words in a hurry.

(............ no, but...... this guy......?)

How old are you? You must be pretty old. A face covered in wrinkles. His height is much lower than that of the wanderer, and it will be less than 160 centimeters.

"Aliumi, this guy..."

"..., ahhh"

The boy nodded at Edvin's faint voice, which came from behind him.

This is the first time I've faced it, but I can easily predict it from the situation, even from the defense of the wilderness and Edvin.

”... you... you're Kinzol Granshua”

A mastermind behind a series of incidents whose only name I've ever known. I see, it seems that the sketch of the arrangement was not very good.

”Heehee, no matter what... but towards the elderly, what's your mouth like?”

Contrary to such tone, there was no anger at the strange old man. I didn't put it on my teeth either.

"That stubborn attitude... reminds me of him." Dino Gailloen... he was also an arrogant and impertinent child. "

While thinking of the name that came out here a little surprised, I responded provocatively.

"Oh, I see. I was hanging out with Ledrac, so I don't even know him." You're Penta, aren't you? Well, it doesn't seem like a big deal to him at all. "

"Heehee, how about that?" Ah, he said he was the strongest, but hihi

It's a lot of fun.

Odd Lao continued his shocking words.

"They're dead, too." Orkestar's Ninetails killed him, didn't they? "

"- - - - - - What?"

My thoughts of protection were instantly dyed blank.

(...... Dino, who?)

Dead? Killed? Orkestar? Ninetails?

Ryugogo!

The drink came from Belgrette, who was watching the situation while being treated by Sabel.

Pushing through the void of the upset protection, Kinzor was closing the gap. With the old man's frightening quickness.

"...... Geez...!"

The fingertips of my right hand, which stretched unscathed, were somehow stretched out in Sweden.

(!, arms long)

A strangely long arm that is not worthy of its low back. Cut it off like a whip at a distance of a pile of paper.

It's not a fist. I don't have any weapons. It's just a behavior that you're trying to touch with your fingertips.

But the opponent is' Penta '. I don't know what's going to happen if I just get touched. Determine that bypass grabs and guards are prohibited.

”Huhhhh”

I immediately stepped one more step, and the right side of the sword was like a returning sword. Kinzor chased after me in a chase. Contrary to its appearance, it is a "Penta" with the intention of close-quarter warfare.

This was the perfect swedish escape, but it wasn't a gentle karate house to miss twice a monotonous attack.

Instantly slamming the right fist of the counter ─ ─

(...... nn!?)

I was prepared for it, but I decided that the timing was crazy. It only stays in position without counterattacking.

Something is wrong. The speed of the first step is different.

(... no, this guy has different leg lengths on the left and right sides)

A martial artist who has dominated the end of a harsh workout says that the effect can make a difference in the length of his left and right legs.

However, of course, there can't be so many people who have mended their martial arts in this other world based on Oracle.

Kinzol's physical fatigue certainly makes him feel outside the norm as an old man, but if he is judged as a single warrior, he will not reach the super first class.

(Well, isn't the length of your arm strange?)

If we look closely, there is a clear difference between the right and the left.

"Oh, let's avoid it." I'll take a good look. "

The monkey [Tsurara] is doing a light workout, folding the hem of the coat. Kinzol, who had been idle for two blows, slowly intervened without further ado.

"C 'mon Kora, I'm so flattered...!"

When it came to protection, I was twice as angry. In this scene in front of the enemy, I was exposed to the gap. I was upset to hear that Dino, who was supposed to be a bummer, had been shot.

A strange old man must have seen through the psychology.

"Huhhh, you still don't know it." Was it unexpected? If I were to be the lord who cut down the bowl. But no wonder. Dino's kid can't beat that ninetails. "

"So what, Ninetails?"

"Orkestar's strongest double perfection, that corner..." It's not "Penta." It's like we're going to fight right after the Tenryaku Fighting Banquet. Dino was a good material, but there was no way to put it in front of him. Lyugo Aliumi... your lord won't have five seconds. "

"... oh, so, did you see it?" Where Dino gets fucked. "

"I can see it even if I look at it. What difference does he have between me and him?"

I knew it.

If you calm down and think about it, it won't settle down.

In the first place, I was surprised that Dino and Orkestar were in contact with each other, but Kinzor's mouth was full of rumors. Dino was killed. [That's right.]

I haven't actually seen the scene of the man's struggle, the scene of his death.

(I wonder if it's easy for him to die... Hey, concentrate.)

Don't be fooled.

The boy tells himself that he takes a deep breath and looks back at the enemy in front of him.

In an exhausted situation, I encountered Penta.

But this is a fighter. If we can take down Kinzor here, at least the damage related to "Fusion" won't spread any further.

So, how did you protect yourself when that Ninetails thing isn't here right now?

The defector, who was finally returning to calm, laughed unstoppably.

The strange old man answered.

"Heehee. I can see it like this, and I'm also [Penta]." I don't care how much... but I never underestimated you. It's because of your presence that you were able to defeat Ohmsolf. [Chanting Magician [Mage] Killer]? ”

"Yong Sorcerer [Mage] Killed? You mean me? Haha, that's an easy name to understand."

Shortly afterwards, I felt that I could hear Belgrette's puzzled voice behind me. However, in the current situation confronting Kinzor, I looked back and said, "What's wrong? I can't afford to ask."

Kinzor shows how to put his hands to his ears in a casual manner. I'm frustrated by the outrageousness of being like a stupid politician.

"... oh, I'm back." Just in time, I'll leave it to you from here. I can't beat Ninetails, I can rely on my guards. "



Simultaneously with that word. Behind Kinzol, a figure appeared from the corner of the hallway.

He was a fat man.

Quiet blue eyes, short cut blonde hair, martial bones and white skin. That's good.

……

It is this physique that deprives me of the consciousness of exile.

From the neck to the shoulders and the muscles of the developed arms, which are just ridged. The height of the upper back is not high enough, but it is thick on the side. And... military pants with a camouflage pattern that you wouldn't expect to see in this otherworld.

"Are you okay, Doctor?"

The fat man makes a low voice, as one can imagine from the outside. I can't imagine it from the outside, in fluent Japanese.

"Heehee. How are the soldiers?"

"Ha. After all, it doesn't seem to be anywhere near here." I wonder if he's taking any action. "

"Hmm, I see. By the way, that's exactly what you're looking at. I don't seem to have any problems, but... can I take care of it, Mercosur?"

"Sure. As you say.

A man named Mercosur arrives with a mass of muscle in his step.

…………

Even as I stood up for myself, I was about to break the calm I had regained.

(What... is this...?!)

A muscle-poor body that is also characteristic of the Grimcrows.

A sturdy body that can be seen from the top of the clothes, which is contrary to such a fundamental principle. Other than Enrokaku, there were other people like this.

(No, it's not like that either...)

One way or another, it's 'near the earth'. A flesh made by obvious training while having a blessed skeleton of heaven. It is not unusual for a foreign fighter to have such a figure.

(Kind of like an Angkor type Russian fighter, huh...)

As he watched, Kinzor dropped and Mercosur took his turn.

The distance between them shrinks to about one meter.

Recognize up close and towards the surface. After all, the height is not as high as the opponent before. One hundred and eighty or not. It was high enough to protect from the current, but the lower the Grim Crows standard, the better.

"... that look. Are you Lugo Ariumi?"

It's cold. Mercosur's warm eyes are quietly looking down.

"Huh, am I a celebrity?" I'm not happy either. Well, anything is fine, but at this interval.... "

I don't know who this opponent is. I could deduce that I was a good user for melee battles.

However, there is something clear.

― ― That this space is now the dominant area of pure martial arts and marine current protection.

Shhhh!

No questions asked.

The runner, who stepped in with his left foot, threw a right straight towards Mercosur's face.