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

The Royal Art Museum of Raindeer.

It is a public institution that is familiar as one of the places of relaxation for the people, having a history of two hundred years but not making them feel ancient.

The size of the main building, which exceeds twenty miles on four floors, was also one of the most unparalleled features of the site, which usually houses are supposedly suited for thirty. Its vast grounds also serve as an outdoor exhibition hall.

But now, it was the breadth of it that was causing the hatred.

"Sire!"

Belgrette ran over, letting her breath out, acknowledging the appearance of an international great master among the gathered people.

"Whoa, Belle. Thank you for your time."

"Ha."

Standing next to King Aldia, he turns once again to the situation around him.

On a far-flung roll - folks pushed in front of the museum from about fifty miles away. That number would be close to two hundred. In the front row this is also being placed large numbers of soldiers, stopping the wild horses trying to get close.

From the pavement around the museum, black smoke stood up to smoke.

"This is...,"

"I remember five years ago. He came after Silver Legion Squad Silvalios while he was out. Thank you so much."

King Aldia strokes his jaw, making him smile invincibly.

"Be, Lord Belgrette! Shall I explain the situation?

"Wow."

From the shadow of the king, Nyu and one young knight appeared. Suddenly, Belgrette turns upside down.

"Whoa, did I surprise you? Sorry about the thigh......!

"Yes, no"

Because the king's body was big anyway, he didn't even notice the young man on the other side.

"Uh, please, Mr. Kesh"

"Yes!

Youth Knight - Kesh nodded with a smile shining.

Kesh Radford. Age is twenty-one. Short, refreshing silver hair with no flashy noticeable nose. He was often seen younger than his age from the atmosphere that left him unbearable, and if he went to a village a little further away, etc., he was a young man who was not often mistaken by apprentice soldiers.

- But.

Lightweight armor that shines black and silver as he wraps himself around. Armor made from dark silver light metal, not silver armor worn by regular soldiers. This is also a testament to the 64-No, now the 63rd strongest unit, the Silver Legion Force, Silverios.

Kesh, one of those elites, reported nervously to an apprentice girl who would be far below herself in terms of business position.

"There was a raid about thirty minutes ago. The number and identity of the thieves are unknown. She was hiding herself in a dark blue cape...... It instantly occupies the museum, takes hostages and stands. It appears that several of the soldiers present were engaged, but that they were repelled. The enemy is quite skillful, isn't he? There are an estimated forty hostages. Seemed handy too. It seems that we had a close plan in advance."

Thirty minutes ago. It was around the time the Bellettes witnessed the black smoke rising. I guess that was just after the raid.

After hearing the explanation, Belgrette turns to the museum.

A crowd that could be around. The pavement around the museum is dotted with burnt marks. Looks like the God of Fire chant Oracle or something landed.

Some of the pillars of the majestic museum exterior have also been missing as to whether the art of protection was about to expire.

Bicentury-old museum of art. It should cost a lot more to repair.

Other than these, there are no noticeable anomalies.

The museum window was drawn from the inside, and naturally the enemy's appearance could not be confirmed from here either.

"I also called the Dean of Nastadio for backup. Fortunately, it shouldn't take long because I was in Wang Du... some pavement traffic seems to be causing confusion. We need some time to get there."

"The Dean of the College..."

The other day, when I met him at the academy, he said, "I'm going out tomorrow," but did the rescheduling also occur?

The moment Belgrette thought so.

Just halfway between the gathered people and the museum, over its ten miles or so, a very large ripple spread. Too HUGE - Oracle, the divine chant of communication.

It will reach ten miles in diameter, very immense ripples. Just by looking at this amplification technique, you can see the skill level of the surgeon.

"- Excuse me by correspondence. I was going to ask King Aldia to come out as a bridge between the two sides first - but it seemed like he didn't have to call me. Above all. You understand some of the situation, don't you? Let me enter into negotiations on that premise. I'm Jindim. I will act as a negotiator in communications. Later, get to know each other. '

There was no such thing as a strange philosophy, a middle-aged man's voice.

"… Negotiations"

Girl knights squeal the words they care about.

"Beh, did Lord Belgrette care too! When it comes to taking negotiations...... it seems unlike the guys from Maygus, the demon fighter who went from dissatisfaction with His Majesty to indiscriminate conduct five years ago......!

Kesh breathes and sees Belgrette.

"Hey, it's Kesh. Oh, you're not dissatisfied with me or anything in front of me. I'm easily hurt. You'll be depressed."

"And excuse me!

Kesh apologized with the utmost respect to King Aldia, who laughed teasingly.

Terrorism five years ago.

Belgrette was ten years old at the time. I don't know the details because I just became a knight apprentice, but I hear it was a tragic incident.

An indiscriminate attack by a group of staying foreigners who had named themselves magicians "Maygas," a tragedy in which several sacrifices were made by the special attacks and suicide bombings of enemy constituents. The troublesome thing is that the thief's combat ability is also extremely high, and it is said that the damage would have been even greater if Dean Nastadio hadn't hit the response.

The demon warrior Maygas and others appealed to King Aldia to hire them as guerrillas, saying it was caused by their rejection.

Unlike the thieves of five years ago, who scattered reckless destruction out of resentment, this time the enemy seems to have some purpose.

'Then King Aldia. If you're willing to negotiate, let me hear your voice'

The king began spinning the surgical ceremony with one hand, scratching his bold head. The luxurious gestures, which may seem cluttered, however elaborately combine complex techniques.

I am a master who has served for many years. I am fully aware of King Aldia's skills, etc. Still, the girl unexpectedly noticed the skill level she hadn't seen in a long time.

Huge ripples appeared far over the heads of the Belgrettes as the king rattled his pussy and fingers at the finish.

"Uh, uh. It's Aldia. Can you hear me?

'I hear you. It's an honor, King Aldia. "

"So? Have you got a gindim? What are you guys doing?

'Well, don't rush it. Let's start by building trust with each other. There are currently thirty-seven hostages here. Included in this are those of the noble noble family. And this place is the Royal Museum of Art of Original Right -'

Jindim, who was speaking pale, seeped a slightly derisive color of emotion there.

"This hostage in this building. You can't imitate the" Tyrannosaurus King "that smashes us in every museum and every hostage."

The knights around King Aldia became angry at the disdain of 'Tyranny King'. Belgrette also stares at the ripples above.

The king of the day only laughs as he shakes his giant shoulder slightly.

Jindim continues back to his unchallenged voice.

'Well... first, shall I offer you a meal as well? It's just past lunchtime. About sixty people is fine. This, by the way, includes the portion of the hostage. The meal given is randomly distributed without distinction between us and the hostages, so I don't want to plant poison. "

"Wah. Do you have anything to eat, Mon?

'I don't say luxury. I'll leave it to you.'

King Aldia struck his tongue faintly to avoid getting on the correspondence.

It would be against Jindim's thoroughness in not trying to talk about anything extra.

'Whoa... and let's ask for a medicine box too. There are a few wounded among the hostages.'

"Oh, come on, have you gotten your hands on our dear people?

'From being challenged to being repelled. It's not a major injury. Okay, I'll call you back in an hour. Have meals and medicines ready by then'

Without waiting for a reply, the huge ripples above disappeared.

"Hum," he roared, and King Ardia also untied the technique as he scratched his head boldly.

"Belle. Have you noticed anything?

It must have been a hassle to think for yourself. Belgrette replies with a finger under her chin to King Ardia, who asks with his eyes open to the museum.

"... requested a meal first - I wonder if the thief envisages a long war from the beginning..."

The act of occupying a museum in the middle of the Wang capital and standing it up. It is the enemy who will be at a disadvantage if prolonged.

Nevertheless, the enemy assumes that it will be a long battle from the beginning. Are you confident that you will achieve your purpose through negotiation? Do you feel confident that you can escape at times of need?

And... the emotions that seemed inorganic Jindim seeped slightly. The mocking colour of anger that I showed only when I called King Aldia the 'Tyranny King'.

Maggie, a powerful chanter with a clear will, caused this by resentment.

Gindim statues that can be inferred from current interactions can be described as such.

"Mm-hmm. In the meantime, he's got something he wants to get and become. That's a pretty good idea, though."

What is that? The giant king laughs as he says he looks forward to knowing.

"You cowardly people..."

Kesh, true to the contrary, groaned more abominably at the museum.

"So, there's thirty-seven hostages and sixty for the meal. If you haven't read the strange rust, there are roughly twenty thieves. Hey, Kesh, let's arrange a meal. You don't say luxury, but if you color him a little silly there, you can negotiate without delay."

"Copy that!

Kesh shows his most salute and rushes to arrange a meal.

Dropping it off, Belgrette accidentally said, "Ah!" He raised his voice.

"Oh, yeah. Your Majesty, what I must report…"

I almost forgot about the anomaly of terrorism.

about an armed carriage being raided, and the possibility that the identity of the raider may be optimal. That the aim would be Leafia. briefly reported them to King Ardia.

"Hmm... that sounds hard to believe..."

The grin disappears from the face of the king, who also did not break his spare attitude in terrorism. That raid was so out of common sense.

Assuming that the identity of that enemy was truly optimal, this would be an unprecedented case.

Raindeer strictly forbids fighting between 'Penta' in the country.

One of the reasons is that collisions between powerful people can cause tremendous damage to their surroundings… but there is a great deal of reason to avoid crushing each other 'penta' that can be the property of the country.

At least officially, in the past, there are no records of 'Penta' engaging with each other, either from the national genus or its equivalent.

The possibility that Opt has broken that ban without an example in the past.

Moreover, at this time of the terrorist attacks. I don't think these have anything to do with... coincidence.

"… Your Majesty. One more thing."

And Belgrette spins his words carefully.

That the assassin handled multiple attributes. Multiple attribute use, which should not exist. If it were meant to be, a story that could come with a smile.

This is why I can't be sure, expecting that the Raiders may be optimal.

"............ Hmm. Thunder in the wind on fire, water - even your water snake."

I don't look too surprised by King Aldia, even if I squeal as impressed.

"The power of the opt... I don't know much about absorption either - maybe it's possible to 'make it look'"

"Make it look...? Ah,"

The upset had preceded the fact that it dealt with multiple attributes, but Belgrette finally figured it out, too.

Divine chanting "Oracle" is a symbol of power and ability. All of them. It's not strange to have one or two of the 'hands of my wife' that I haven't informed anyone about.

The great sword of water that Belgrette deals with can also be described as just such a hand.

The same goes for Dino's physical enhancement. I have heard that they have constantly demonstrated physical strengthening that would only last a few dozen seconds or so if they were meant to be, and even abandoned the flames to gain more ability than drift protection.

As for Belgrette, honestly, it was an incredible story. It's probably something you've learned because it's a drift protection that could have hunted down Kadino.

This meant that there might also be a 'back hand' that could use the peculiar attribute of absorption if it were an option and make it look like more than one attribute could handle it.

"... Nah, it could be our promising stock in the future. I don't want to doubt my daughter, do I?

King Aldia gave a troubled grin and scratched his head lavishly.

".................. right"

Belgrette thinks with her fingers on her chin.

Dr. Locke might know more about Opt's abilities. If it was meant to be, you should try to get in touch with me by correspondence.

But despite being a leader in the study of Divine Chanting "Oracle," the Doctor himself never tries to use the technique. He is also "Yuen" because he is regarded as a freak. - But.

Belgrette, too, now knows.

Dr. Locke says he's in the same town as Lifeguard. Instead of not using the Divine Chant, Oracle, you can't use it. I can't get in touch. It is also possible to get faculty to follow… when it comes to handling detailed information on 'Penta', it is not very preferable to contact them indirectly.

Besides, if Opt really showed off "The Hand," there's a chance he doesn't know the details as one of them.

Not even the dean of Nastudio said that Dr. Rock is aside, opto and cordial.

"So... how's Leafia doing?"

"Ah, yes. I'm putting you on standby at the carriage parked over there. There are soldiers around, and the man in the armed carriage was the one standing on his arm, so I'm leaving it to him for now."

When he saw the rising black smoke, Belgrette rushed here in a hurry to enter the king's capital. A short distance from this noise, the Leafia and Antonis waiting may be waiting for Belgrette, now or now. The soldiers who died in the raid also wanted to be delivered early.

"Hmm. I have an hour before the exchange starts... I don't know what to do. Assuming it was optimal to attack the carriage, I don't think it would even raid the Leafia mansion just inside the king's capital... well"

The purpose of the enemy… depends on the degree of its importance, Belgrette thinks.

'Penta', which is basically allowed to be free, but the punishment for violating the ban is very heavy, such as still hitting the same 'penta'. And Opto, naturally. You understand that.

Some transcendents in the dungeons of the castle seem to be half-sealed for sin. You won't want to be.

'Penta' is basically self-confident, and many are belligerent.

Doniola, second in college, for example, is a typical type. I look down on everyone below me as garbage, and I also have a hostile attitude towards Leostiol, the only one positioned above me. That's enough to think that if there was no law, it would be under attack soon enough.

I don't know anything about it, but I also hear that Opt is confident without leaking into the example.

But would Opt offend the taboo of 'homophobia', which even Doniola and Dino refrain from?

Besides, they are the fifth leafier to treat them less than they are. Will it strike her, even though she has mighty power in 'Penta', that she can't fight properly or anything?

Until I took a big risk, I can't think of a reason why Opt would do that. One way or another, Opt is the type of person who is happy with the status quo. Sure, she's also an arrogant character full of confidence, but she shouldn't have had the personality to attack others without question, Bergrette reminds me.

But if that's the case.

Suppose Opt broke that ban and dared to raid until he used 'the back hand'.

How many reasons is there?

"... even if we return Leafia, we don't have enough soldiers to escort him... shall we ask Mr. Antonis to wait in the mansion as he is...?

I can't say enough that it's unlikely they'll attack me if it's the whole city. I can't help you with the escort. If it were, it would not be preferable for Belgrette to leave by the Leafia in this way now either.

What to do. For one thing, should we call Leafia on this occasion? There are many people, many knights, on this occasion. It may be safer than moving poorly.

King Ardia nodded contentedly when he saw Belgrette conceiving with his hands under his chin.

"Hmm. Don't rely on Bell more and more. My uncle is delighted. haha!

"Ha, what...? Yes, no! Such a waste of time......!

Belgrette waves her hands.

"That's it. Don't feel like Bell's trust and breast decadence are proportionate. Every time that breast gets bigger, it's more and more dependable. Damn, no!

"Heh, Your Majesty! Trouble!"

Belgrette turned bright red and covered her chest with arms.

"Kuku. If such a mon rocked in front of me, it would be hard for Lugo's guy not to get into all sorts of things either. Well, I don't care if it's a dull man."

"Ugh......, huh?

Still to say. This man was a bellgrette I almost thought, but I was confused by the name of Lilac Protection, which came out abruptly without context, and by the disturbing word.

"Working...?

"Hmm? Oh, you didn't say." Silver Legion Squad "Silvalios" and the soldiers are in the exercise and not enough men. As a helper knife, they let me call the guy from Lugo. "

"... na"

Belgrette lost her word to the king, who also says as a matter of course.

No matter how much force we lack, it is not enough to turn it over to terror responders. That's why we've been changing the organization of out-of-wall exercises for five years.

And no matter how powerful the drift shield becomes, it's just civilians as a classification.

He was killed for terror.

"…, Your Majesty"

So Belgrette came to think of it.

King Aldia said he was taking this opportunity to welcome the homeless as a guerrilla.

At present, everyone has been killed… as guerrillas, even 'abandoned pawns' among some.

"Hmm? What's up, Belle? You're not happy that Lugo's coming?

To the bittersweet expression Belgrette, the king gives the same luxurious grin as usual.

You can't be unaware. There is no way King Ardia, who is rigid but good at reading people's minds, has not noticed in the chest of a girl knight.

"... no. Then I'll take Leafia...?

I'm going to call you, I was about to say, and I saw that reefia running under the Belgrettes.

"Ha, ha, ha..."

Leafia, who has run to the Bellettes, lays her hands on her knees and exhales with her shoulders.

To such a little breezy girl, King Aldia turned a luxurious, wild grin.

"Whoa, isn't that Leafy? As always, don't fuck around! How you doing, buddy?

"Ha, ha. I'm fine. Bubble, I am."

"Duh, what's up, Leafia?"

Belgrette is confused as to why Leafia, who should be waiting in the carriage, is exactly what she was going to call it, came here.

"Ah, uh... the carriage we came in, it looks like the wheels are a little broken... it's gonna take some time to fix it, so let's see how it goes. So your uncle..."

"Right or right. So Leafia's going to be a wild horse here, too?

"Heh, Your Majesty..."

As opulent as ever, or running away, or proper, a girl knight under his command baffled by such a master. But either way, I was going to go get it, so it's not convenient.

"Leafia, stay away from us."

Reefia, who replied honestly, turned her sad eyes to the museum.

"... how could this be..."

I guess an innocent, heartfelt girl doesn't understand.

There's human thought running into acts of terrorism. There's a reason people hurt people.