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

"Hah,"

The breath that came out of my mouth rose to the cloudy sky.

"Kahaha....."

While leaning against the nearby ridge, Mertina Snow managed to stand with her feet on the ground.

The costumes for the costumes are as shabby as they are shabby. Where did you drop the wig you were wearing? With so much blood and traces left behind, there seemed to be a stir among the neighboring residents.

"...... Shit......"

The white [Penta] sits down on the spot, confirming that he is invisible. A figure that is not very important, but that cannot be seen by those who admire Mertina as a hero.

... it was weak and collapsing.

(... noo... you know, this is...)

I applied healing spells to myself and managed to hold out here. If I hadn't been good at healing, I would have surely lost my life. So deep. So deep.

(Mutti Nivelles……)

Who the hell is she? At the time of the previous capture operation, I thought I was aware of that power, but it's obviously not unusual. It's incomprehensible.

A frontal clash of force and power that emerges at the end of each other's chanting.

While a tremendous reverberation drowned the body, the ground at the edge of the scaffolding eventually collapsed. Mertina was thrown into the void. And the invisible shock that came mercilessly while preparing itself in the universe.

"...... Fuck......"

I don't know what's going on over there. But when it comes to whether or not they were as badly wounded as I am... "

(Unfortunately... I didn't feel anything...)

Sit on the cold snow.

Meltina Snow was just looking up at the cold sky as she chewed on the regrets she had felt for the first time in her life as a result of the battle.

There was a pair of people hurrying their legs on the overlooked sidewalk.

”Fuck you... you're putting me through a lot of extra trouble”

"The Rock is the hero of the North."

Mutti Nibelier, and Garald Waltzman, as if the latter were leading the former.

I'm not comfortable being pinched by the lords. Haha!

The giant's mercenary, who was wounded, looked back and shook his shoulder and laughed.

On the other hand, the woman who hangs the bell all over her body doesn't hide her grumpiness.

”... don't talk about Atai in that same line”

Speaking of Mutti, the degree to which minor lacerations are engraved on the neck and temporal area.

……

But most of all,

”That pure white bitch... she's making a tedious imitation of me”

The bell lady was now walking with her hair down and her face covered. Rather, he was hiding the facts. My regular black glasses broke.

A frontal clash with the northern hero, "Penta", who is known as the living legend. The resulting damage to Mutti Nibelier was of that magnitude.

... but that was a bad thing for her.

"Ossan, move faster than you can slap me in the mouth."

"What are you doing so suddenly?" We just need to build a portal. There's a need to look after places that aren't popular [Hitachi]... but there's no need to leave. "

No, I can't use the portal.

"Huh? Why?"

"Think about it." Right now, this country is on the verge of an exit ban. If you use the portal in such a situation..... "

"Oh, is that so?" I'm sorry for your loss. "

We couldn't have predicted the consequences of our own violation of the ban on leaving the country.

What then?

"Straight through the border gate." Atai is now a 'special consultant' in this country. Speaking of Ohmsorf's special order, it's a translation, isn't it? "

Muuu, that's enough.

It was the same for Monotra. There is no problem. And Kinzor didn't show up from the beginning. That would be the way to create a portal and escape.

"That's why you pretend to be a squire." Don't imitate, don't yell. Don't try to attract attention in vain. It doesn't necessarily mean that no one will notice [Atai]. "

"It must be the first time your Lord has come to this country." Some people don't know their faces. "

"It would be a problem if something happened." You're talking about things you don't want to do. "

"Oh, I'm scared. I understand."

"Shit, I had to take a replacement......"

What's the matter?

Thank you very much.

The pain from the scratch is simultaneously exhaling irritation.

A simple clash of forces and forces.

As a result, the unbearable edge of the cliff collapsed. The enemies there were - Mertina was thrown into the sky in such a way that she was caught up in it.

However, it is not a [Penta] that would fall to death to such an extent.

Mutti pursued the unstoppable opponent in the air with a sonic boom.

But that was just the right skill.

Instantly unfolding a thin film of ice, Mertina twists and turns in space under the impact of the sound.

Rather, using the power of Mutti's magic, he disappeared downwards like a flying migratory bird.

Even though the scaffolding suddenly collapsed and was thrown into the open air, it surpassed them ad hoc.

(If the ground hadn't been broken.....)

What if we both stayed where we were, fighting each other until the end?

(... no way. It's annoying. at the point where the question arises)

I'm not Waltzman, but I think I should call myself the Northern Hero.

At least--it wasn't just a weak swallow that could be hunted.

Besides,

(The name of Kahine would have been asked, and I was also seen using the 'Faith Palette'. Well, I guess they're going to stick it out of desperation. "Well, it doesn't matter..." …………

With such emotions, a soldier ran from the face to face as he silently proceeded.

Perhaps the previous battle was reported as well. Probably headed to the scene. If you make it as flashy as that, you'll catch the eye.

While subtly clearing the way for the opponent, the two culprits quickly moved away from the scene.

In his second year as a regular soldier in Badarnois, Garris was running through the city of snow.

We were going to rendezvous with our colleagues who were supposed to be on their way after reports of an explosion on the eastern observation deck.

(I don't know, it's just today)

Depending on the situation, the superiors are leaving, and there is only one situation left like myself.

(Why am I doing this...? Don't make it so hard ~ ~)

There is nothing remarkable about his skill as a chanting magician [Mage], and his hobbies are mediocre. The singing team pursues him, and of course, his favorite sake is Vorunquart.

Garris, who is less enthusiastic than his colleagues, breaks the corners of an old building with an apologetic premature foot as he bites off the yawn.

Then, a pair of adventurers came from across the street.

The opponent cleared the way without my heart, so I spoiled my generosity and passed by. I thought I heard a small bell.

"...... hn?"

Oh, I think I'll look back.

A big man who looks like a mercenary and a flashy girl who wears a white fur coat.

It was the latter that caught my attention. Because I am a young woman, it is not an impure reason. I was losing my forehead and I didn't even know my face. It's just that those eyes that seemed so confused...

(... no, no, no. It can't be.)

In the first place, it's different at such a peculiar dress point.

Garris said he had to hurry if he could afford to be stupid.