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

Far east of the Reindeer kingdom, there is a country called Lefe Witchcraft "Fujitsu" Shinto, "Kokoku".

It was a great power far above Raindeer, with more than 700,000 people living in vast areas of land, mainly the plains, under the rule of the king known as the governor Kukusa.

Although it is the language that speaks the language of Istani, it is too wide of the national territory, which makes it a terrible accent for some regions. Even the humans of the same refé are said to have difficulty communicating their will between the northernmost and southernmost inhabitants.

Cultures such as clothing and housing also penetrated unparalleled uniqueness.

Although the divine chant "Oracle" is called "witchcraft" Fujitsu "and the recognition that" it is given by God "is the same as in other countries, the reason for this was the opposite.

"The power God has given so much to pity so fragile human beings".

It is completely different from the idea of 'the power God has given man as a praise and reward for his evolution' in Raindeer and other countries.

Among some of the people, including the royal family of the Lefe, it is even called 'the grace of pity'.

But it is also true that if witchcraft - without its' grace ', everything would not be made. The fact that people were living on that power was no different than in other countries.' Pride 'or' pity 'given by God? It's just the difference in that perception.

In the end, its importance can also be inferred from the incorporation of the word witchcraft in the name of the country. It is also said to be a remnant of a long time ago when there was a culture of glorification of witchcraft, but no details have been found.

Witchcraft - also said to be an easy country to live in for the less able because of the culture that does not sanctify the Divine Chant "Oracle".

There was a lineage called the "Thirteen Martial Family," which served such a Lefe Witchcraft Kingdom, the clan of its lord, the governor.

So to speak, it is the Royal Guard.

A family lineage of selections spanning a total of thirteen, serving the royal family. One of them was a clan specializing in the 'elimination of hostile forces'.

Speaking of them, the name Royal Guard is inaccurate.

Not a shield to protect your lord - a spear. A bloody "chiseled" blade that slaughters the Lord's enemies who have no enemies.

The clan.

The name is Akelone.

"...,... ugh!

Bizente, a well-known militant in the Redrack family, collapsed on his knees with Gacri.

My body screams. My arm snaps. My legs snap. My throat - complains about the limits.

Incredibly precisely worn wounds scream.

"Guba......, ha!

I spit out a chunk of blood. The earth that gives me soil is coloured with a bitter viscous red.

With Hugh and his bloody throat ringing. Bizente, sweating, whipped his trembling body and raised his face.

Looking down at the dying Bizente is - an intact Digos Akelone with a thunderous stick with an invincible grin.

- Strong.

No, I thought you'd be strong. Whatever it is, it's Akelone.

However... I understand and fight.

Oh, my God. Too strong.

I knew that Akelone's clan was, so to speak, the Royal Guard of the Lefe royalty.

Still.

This man looking down at himself, loosely in front of him. A man who belongs to Midir College and is still supposed to be a student. No, the body is the big one, but it's supposed to be the age at which you could be a boy. Even when it comes to Royal Guard, he should be just an apprentice, just like Gertirude's daughter.

Is that... enough to unilaterally defeat myself that I have crossed so much in the dark world?

"Nooooooo!

Bizente growls and jumps to Digos like a beast.

I flashed my right arm charged with a bee.

The arm is gently bounced up by a thunder stick in Digos' hand.

In a moment, a severe impact that could only be described as electric shock struck Bizente's left flank and right shoulder at the same time.

I can get a burnt smell in.

"...,... but...!

Digos was gripping the center of a thunder stick boasting a large ruler and taking two blows by leaning quickly to the left and right.

I could no longer only feel that Bizente had two shots flying at the same time. Its speed, accuracy, also seems to be a sniper turret fixed on the walls of the castle.

The man who has dived the training ground in the Redrack family falls to the earth without the art of exchange.

Digos shapes the circle with the remnants of the rotation of the stick, then stops and stands perfectly. There - such as gaps, I can't even feel fine dust. Obviously, I got it worked out - the master's move.

"Oh... that's right, dude..."

Bizente remained down, squeezing out his voice.

"... listen, hey. I attacked Midir College the other day, Farvnar's, the case... with someone like you... I'm sure you'll hear the story..."

The incident of Midir College being raided by more than twenty Draughtrow and Evil Dragon Farvnar.

If there was so much skill in the college, Bizente thought he should hear the story… active.

It's impossible to be a dumb och that I was home and wasn't in college, etc. The refeit is far away, and with about the weekend off time, it is not possible to return home. Or were you even out in the city to play?

I haven't heard. I've never heard of Akelone in the college, so skilled, and he played a part in repelling the grudges.

I've only heard Yotai talk about a kid who doesn't use the Divine Chant "Oracle" defeated Farvnar with his bare hands, etc., that makes me want to tell him to do better, even if he makes it.

"Why don't you ask? That's fine."

When Diegos rotated the stick with one hand, the great thunder, which was two miles long, became a spark and vanished into the void.

'Cause it's hard not to stand out very prominently'

"Heh, heh...,"

- Right. Are you hiding it?

Are you pretending to be a helpless student with so much strength?

"... hey, keeping your strength hidden... why, now, did you fight like this?

On that question, Digos reacted with Pickle.

Even when the college was attacked, Digos did not wield its true strength.

It doesn't matter.

It's irrelevant to me that Raindeer's college is serving the royal family of the Lefe Witchcraft Empire in an attempt to get my classmates attacked - just staying to explore Raindeer's insights. The bond with them also expires in four years.

I have also received life from the Lord not to imitate excessively conspicuously.

If you think in your position, that's just it.

Myself at Midir College, "The Ordinary Man of the Akelone Three Men". A mediocre man who is part of the "Thirteen Martial Family" but is not talented is just enrolled in colleges in other countries for social studies. The name of Akelone against those who know also has the effect of a threat, but that's all. A man named Daigos is just a puppet, Daigo.

That's what it looks like on the surface.

Slightly eighteen, a blade that can repel any threat on a single ride.

Whatever happens in this country ruled by a Wu king named Ardia, a samurai can only be cut through on his own.

Ruthlessly slaughtering the relative, the spear of slaughter.

That's a fact only the hometown governors know.

But.

I helped more than once.

Students attacked by Draughtrow. A boy student blown off one leg by Farvnar. Confront that Farvnar with a shield of currents. When he was about to give in to Farvnar, he accidentally struck his fist against the pillar.

And now - I'm here to help Mia.

The other day, when I communicated, my brother's words came back to life in my brain.

'... buddy, huh?... hey, my brother was worried about you being so clumsy in a foreign country.'

I'll graduate in four years and go back to my country. Initially, I didn't mean to interact with people.

It went through the surface beforehand for Belgrette and Crearia, but it's also administrative.

It may have been the beginning of getting to know Edvin when I first enrolled in college.

"You're absolutely strong. I get it," he signed up for a duel for reasons that don't make sense and gave it back. Edvin has smiled, "Yay, you're strong," he said. Mia has been nostalgic to herself, silent and unfathomable. I also knew and learned from the Lenores through them.

That's one year.

In the end, I guess I enjoyed living with them. I've come to retrieve a shard called Mia, which is about to be lost from it. That's all.

When I found out she was going to be sold, I gave up. I wonder if that's one future.

But there was a man who twisted the future forcefully.

It's like that boy's fever jumped on fire. If you realize it, you exercise your right to join the war without hesitation, and you have yourself rushed here -.

I didn't know there was such emotion left in the spear polished to 'kill'. Digos laughs bitterly in his heart. I guess that means it's still immature.

But why not? I didn't think that the immaturity was a negative element that had to be corrected.

"... I want to..."

Rising and kneeling, Bizente.

"- I didn't think you'd be framed for using him..."

Bizente rings her fingers with her pussy. Shortly afterwards, purple electricity began to scatter around Bizente. Scattered sparks bounce and multiply. One thunderball after another floats. It's like...

"... my wife, Ifemela Fix"

The total would slightly exceed a hundred. A vast swarm of sparks made up of electric light drifting into the air as if to protect Bizente. It's about the size of a pebble, and it's drifting with bees, and it's like a large swarm of light bugs. It is dyeing the surroundings brightly as it is getting dark.

While he was down, he was finishing his chant. It was not false in its proclamation with his wife, and at a glance it could be understood as a grand move.

If these electric lights arrive, they will eat up humans and others instantly.

"You're strong...... but sweet. I'm still a kid. While I'm down, why don't you stab me in the face? Akelone."

To the words, Digos gives a deep grin: "Ni......"

"I'm sorry. I have no grudges against you... but I want you dead. You think I'm cowardly? This is... the way Bizente, the cleaner of the Redrack family."

"Dastardly? No way"

Digos scowled his right arm to the side. Moment after moment, the wind rushes to "Ha" as it responds.

Bizente glanced.

Blinking, white thunder.

Around Digos - in the air, six pairs of spears had appeared, made of thunder. The total length of the spear reaches as much as three miles per piece. From one of the spears, it's longer and bigger than the giant Bizente. All its tips were aimed at Bizente, scattering sparks.

As such, electroluminescent execution instruments.

"Ha... ha, what, that... that's such a 'penta' look move... huh?

Bizente, whose voice trembles, leaks his breath there hah.

"Ma'am... you... ugh!?

Digos laughed the guess with his nose.

"Huh, you think so? In the refeit, by the way, I call him" the fierce one ", not" Penta ". It's an abominable name… whether or not I take it as a compliment."

Digos keeps grinning.

Six pairs, twelve spears increase the luminosity as if to respond to it.

"- Akelone is witchcraft, Ginzo Fucking" Yes "- Six Kings Thunder Kwon now" Riku Ourai Gonsen ". The word 'cowardice' does not exist in my genealogy. There is no cowardice or squareness. Whatever the target is, whatever the state they are in, kill them all. Whatever means your Lord uses, nothing will change the outcome. That's not what Akelone means to get stuck."

"Damn, but... it can't be, there's no reason...!

Shake your head as if Bizente were going to shake off a nightmare.

Digos said pale.

"I'll tell you later. Akelone's job is not to 'fight'." Kill. "Instead, the 'fight the strong' situation must be avoided wherever possible. Strictly avoid battles that could be defeated even slightly by the Lord."

Acts such as helping the students against a large group of Draughtrow and Farvnar would be regarded as foolish. If I were known, I might be ordered into solitary confinement.

"The defeat..., what... because?

The fact that Digos stands in front of himself: "Avoid a possible defeat fight". The look on Bizente's face, who would have understood its meaning, changes from stunning to angry.

"The kid... the kid's not licking...!

"F, so yeah. At least resist as hard as you can. - Whoa. People don't see this move very often. Shall we end it?"

Bizente growls at the words of the deliberate Digos.

"Hey... no, no, no, no, no!

Hundreds of lights and twelve flashes collided.