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

"Wait!

Running away while hitting a crowded crowd wave, in a brown robe. Belgrette runs behind his back.

There was also the help of soldiers who perceived the unsatisfactory atmosphere, and, if they realized it, they were pushed from all sides by a few people.

Bullshit folks, knights and soldiers standing on the ground. Seeing Belgrette chasing a suspicious robe figure, one, another, and the soldiers join the assistant sword.

Even though that's just an option, he doesn't want to engage in this situation.

If so, this is a good opportunity.

Capture him before he can escape to a place where he can be turned into a counterattack.

A girl knight running in a straight line after that was faster than a robe running hard while hitting people.

A fleshy Bergrette to its back summons a water sword and pays its feet from behind. The robe, which was splendidly wrapped around both legs of the thing, fell flashly and rolled the cobblestone.

Belgrette quickly stomps his opponent's arm with his foot and pokes a water sword in front of him.

- I got him. How optimal, if this happens......!

"Hih, heh, kamben me......!

"... Huh?

But that face peeking from the hood belonged to a middle-aged man frightened by fear.

"Shri, I'll give you back the money I stole. Please, just my life...!

"Suri......?

"Ah! Dear Knight, thank you for your help!

A woman with a fuzzy physique runs over to where Belgrette is baffled. Several soldiers were with them.

"The man! I stole your wallet! When I tried to chase him, the knight came after me. That, too, in such numbers of adults! Thank you!

"Huh? Ah, ha..."

"... ha"

Belgrette, who handed Suri over to the soldiers, took a small but deep sigh.

- Obviously in a hurry.

He said stray protection could be a guerrilla. He wants to solve things without demonstrating his usefulness, if possible.

Completely empty. We need to calm down. Belgrette tells himself so.

... I was captured by chance as a result, so it's never a bad thing.

In the first place, Belgrette has never been in direct contact with Opto. I've seen that face a few times.

Beautiful woman with a neat face on blonde hair depicting faint waves. Was he eighteen years old? I prefer flashy outfits and am tall. You look prominent, but even if you just change your hair and outfit, for example, it should look a lot different.

If they disguised themselves a little, Belgrette feared they wouldn't understand.

First of all, it's a good thing you jumped out on your own. Even though there are soldiers around, if you're really supposed to be able to see "Mami" as an opt, oh and it can't be easy to capture.

(Oh, already......! I need to be firm)

I heard it while running, earlier correspondence - I am also concerned about the exchange between King Aldia and Jindim. He said one-on-one by electing a representative, etc. Until then when it comes to king-like suggestions, but enemies on it are also enemies. I only have a bad feeling.

Who will leave this one? The face of nature and its candidates floats so that it can be sucked in.

Belgrette proceeded through the gap in the crowd and even left where he could see the square in front of the museum.

"...... li,"

Unexpectedly, a faint voice leaked.

Person entering the square. The person as expected.

Did he decide that? of their own free will.

But to the point of boredom, delegates to advance the negotiations to their advantage. You haven't decided to be a guerrilla yet.

Now - now, not yet.

Some ominous feeling, like slipping to Nara, where you can never crawl up again.

The girl knight was desperately stomping "most" to avoid slipping off. I'm still fine. I should be fine, with no basis to tell myself.

"Then wait here, Mr. Aliumi"

Lifeguard was guided by a serious looking knight in black and silver light armor and walked out to the open pavement in front of the museum.

An open flat that also looks like a place to fight. Naturally, it was not such a place, but a place where carriages would otherwise wait.

Around a dozen meters away, the folks that there are more than two hundred people.

"Oh, who is he?

"Not even a knight...... right?

"But it seems the King recommended it immediately."

"You're with me, aren't you, Mr. Kesh? Isn't that the guy fighting?

Big audience stirring. Wide space. It's like a game...... and I think Lifeguard is turning his wrist.

If we lose here, we're in big trouble. Still strange, I don't feel nervous. In good condition. It's not like a monster like Dino is, and no one is willing to lose against him.... now I'm looking ahead to it. I care. About the guerrillas.

"As far as targets are concerned, it is desirable to overthrow and capture them. Wherever possible, we ask you to control them without killing them."

"... ok"

Originally, I'm not going to kill you.... No, I'm still not ready for that, is that correct?

"On your shoulders lies the fate and the honor of His Majesty the imprisoned people. Don't forget. And...... I salute you, who are not a child of this country, for fighting like this. Good luck."

"Ah, ha... thank you. Er..."

"I'm Kesh. My name is Kesh Radford from Silver Leaf Squad Silvalios. I want you to know that there is no protection for Wetelivia."

The young knight, named Kesh, shows his salute and returns to the waves.

- That guy, is it Silver Legion Squad Silverios?

All the members of that force that exile had ever met were Kelisdel to Detrev to Latias... who had both a one- and two-habit personality. That guy seems normal, I'm a little relieved.

Just in a different way from that kesh, I opened the door to the museum and saw one man come out loosely.

The first thing that surprised me was the outfit.

Unified top and bottom clothes, capes and shoes in blue close to black. Long swords hang from the waist.

Obviously - when Mia and the others came to Wang Capital a few days ago, there was "Isaka", the same outfit as those foreigners.

Claria was suspicious at that time, but it's not a suspicious noise. That's why it was a terrorist group.

Freshly pruned short hair with an impressive deep carved face. You sound like some kind of Russian fighter, and Lifeguard leaks his thoughts in his heart.

A man who makes an overall cold impression, but most of all, his grey eyes.

I can't feel anything emotional at all. I could easily imagine that I would have no hesitation about killing people.

'Well... then this delegate is Fer Die there'

'Heh, you look good. But we're not gonna lose this one, are we? Our representative is Lugo. Well, it would be sooner to actually see it than to explain it all.'

Stream protection stopped his legs in the middle of the pavement, laughing heartily and bitterly at King Aldia, who comes up a subtle hurdle.

The young man, known as the opposing Fer Die, also faces the drift shelter a few steps away.

(... do it)

Is Fer Die over a hundred and ninety centimeters tall or something?

I was just going to get used to coming to this world, but when I'm going to fight like this and I'm relative, I still feel stained.

All Grimcrows men are basically, tall. So far, the only thing shorter than drift protection is about Redrack. Even the Alverista, with a thin and weak impression of the line, can be more than a hundred and eighty centimetres gracefully.

(With this height difference, it's hard to use a kick...)

I'm not likely to get a high kick to the face or anything like that. If you want to hit the kick, you need to be as creative as you were during the Dino fight. You don't have to kick your ass. For that reason, nature has often relied on fists since its arrival in this world.

The drift guard carefully turned his wrist and ankle, looking at Fer Die without alarm.

'Come on, let's reconfirm the terms. Like I said, I don't care what this one is. If I can beat Lugo, I'll ask you what you want'

'That's a lot of confidence. But that's the same thing here. If you could beat Fer Die, let's free all the remaining hostages'

To Jindim's words, there was cheer from among the people.

"Ohh. Then it's okay to make a decision."

'Huff... it's Aldia. Are you sure about this? Maybe you'll regret it, huh?

I'll give it back just like that, Mr. Jindim.

King Aldia makes his voice play as if he enjoys things.

'Anything, then, is an ant do-push. Weapons, Divine Chant "Oracle," use it as you please. There is no particular time limit. settle on either surrender, incapacity for combat or death. I'll give you a signal to start in a minute. Is that all right?

'I don't mind. I asked you, Fer Die.'

'Oh yes, Lugo, I know you're fine, but I'm gonna ask you not to hurt the museum as much as you can. Maybe a fence. Unsurprisingly expensive.

Lifeguard raises his right arm to respond to King Ardia as he looks up at the majestic museum sitting in the front.

(That said...)

If you look nearby, it's medium damage. One splendid strut has been decided as if it had been cut off. With the righteous royal museum of art. How much will it cost to repair this?

There is no reason why the Divine Chant "Oracle" can be used, and there will be no damage to the building.... unless you throw your enemies away with a giant swing or something.

Okay, one minute to start.

- Piki...

Lifeguard looks at Fer Die with his neck snapped.

Gapless standing. You won't have any hesitation against the enemy, cold eyes by the horror. The vivid atmosphere, as if it were a prerequisite for the use of force, is reminiscent of military humans.

I also thought when I saw the men in these outfits in that tavern. He said he was like a soldier.

"The monkey... what are you looking at"

"What?"

"Can't you understand the words, Southern monkey? I said it was a monkey, you vulgar Raindeer."

"Nah..."

Lifeguard unwittingly rounds his eyes to the abrupt cursing murmur issued by Fer Die.

"Yes, it's suddenly a monkey call or something. I'm not a Raindeer. Are those eyes glass balls? Doesn't it work? Baldness."

In retrospect at the same level, a blue muscle floated on Fer Die's temples.

"... this, the... little monkey."

It helps as a shield.

That humanity of being unacceptable to be done while cursing people. I can probably hit him with all my strength without hesitation.

"Finish your prayers now, monkey. I'll destroy your whole body. The first thing I do is jump my arm. Next, slash your leg off. Finally, smash your head. I don't need a minute. All you can do is cry."

"Wow, that doesn't sound right. Oh, scary, scary."

"......, Ko...... ugh"

How can I be convinced to react?

But at first glance it looks short and simple, but still this man - strong. Behind the arrogance, I guess there is a track record of many victories.

Perhaps those two people we met at the liquor store...... not comparable to Daz or Darimir.

So much so that it comes out on purpose in these occasions. Definitely strong. There is also an atmosphere.... though.

- Paki...

Lifeguard threw words toward Fer Die.

"Hey, uh, what's your name... Mr. Russian Murder Machine"

"Russian nosa, tsuji......? I'm Fer Die. Can't you remember the name properly, too, you low-brain little monkey?"

"Isn't your buddy Osama Dimaldo? I put on a black, awesome gauntlet, like this... like a bearded nice middle"

"You think I'm gonna answer that?

- Pakin...

It doesn't matter, the shield forcefully advances the conversation.

"Well... of course, you must be strong there too -"

The drift shield raised the edge of his mouth to mock.

"That Dimaldo is stronger than you, isn't it, Osama? Why are you sparing a strong man this time of year?

Easy provocation. But it was also a frank question.

Negotiations are no longer a big deal.

So if you take the enemy side, who doesn't know the strength of drift protection, that's a condition that shouldn't be better, 'as long as you defeat drift protection and listen to anything you want'.

If the strongest can be put in to ensure victory, the enemy should be able to accomplish its purpose with it.

Yet why don't you do it?

"You think I'm... inferior to Deemald? The monkey..."

- Biki...

Fer Die had ridden an easy provocation and had lightly exposed that Dimaldo was a compatriot. Sounds like a lot of voter consciousness, but there's a sponge stuck in my head. I thought it would be interesting to talk a lot about it, but it's almost time for a minute.

- Pakin...

……

The drift shield looked around.

I hear it earlier, strange noise.

Like a crack in something, like something solidifies...

"A minute has passed! Here we go!

King Aldia's wild ordinance went off.