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

Wooded in cloudy skies, Zindim's demands.

That 's--

"King Aldia. Have a one-on-one fight with our representatives. That's what I'm asking."

Everything around me was completely silent.

"... what?

I don't think of drift protection, staring at the giant ripples that float in the air.

Leafia... isn't it?

The people who had been quiet also began to obsess.

"Duh, what do you mean?

"Your Majesty and I fight...?

The knights around them couldn't seem to hide their agitation either.

"... Hmm?

King Aldia also frowned and sounded like he was awake.

"What? Me and... fighting, huh?

'That's right. From now on, I will send our representatives to you. Let us have a duel with that one, King Aldia.'

'... hmm? Are you sure that's okay? Is that what this is all about?

'You can afford that. Are you going to win a duel? Are you going to survive? As a king of one country, I think it's a matter of concern enough?

'... hmmm... well, fine'

King Aldia scratched his head boldly and began walking in his footsteps as if he were going for a walk.

"Heh, Your Majesty!

"Sire!"

The surrounding knights rush to block the path.

"Hey, get out of the way, you guys. If there's a duel over there, we'll have to do it."

"But..."

Though Lifeguard, who thought it was exactly what was going to demand Leafia's surrender, as flashly as King Aldia did, this is also a full emergency if you think about it.

If a king of a country were to fight terrorists and other things and lose his life...

There can be no more exile as a surrogate than the enemy's demand is' a duel with King Aldia '. It's impossible to get in the way or put a cross spear in.

(No, when... rather this is -)

I feel the heat turning a little bit. Recognize the danger.

So to speak, this is - the enemy won, 'the right to be able to kill the king with dignity'.

It was a mistake.

Zindim demanded Leafia's pattern and then said, "You can redeem all the hostages".

That you can redeem all the hostages, that's what fate demands - I thought.

But no. The enemy probably intended to make this demand from the beginning. Create an opportunity for no one to interrupt King Aldia, for this purpose.

"So... you're saying you've accepted the duel? It's Aldia."

'I don't mind. Oh, you can't say no, can you? Mostly.'

"It's an English break. Then, shall we have an armed carriage? When we've achieved this goal, we've killed you to leave this museum in peace."

And the king, who laughed, answered the unsatisfactory request.

'Aye. Whether I win or lose, I'll drop by the carriage at the end of the duel. Is that all right?

"It's good to know things and helps. So, shall I ask you to come out? Let this delegate go too '

After the exchange, the ripples over the sky disappeared.

"Oh, get out of the way."

King Aldia took off the red cape that was wrapped around him, and put it on Basali to the soldiers who stood in the way.

"Wow."

Get the soldier out of the way with his big hand and move on with Zunzun.

……

Lifeguard was blinded by King Aldia's body.

From the beginning I met him, I thought he had a big, tight body. But now, its upper body, which took off its cape and became one thin jacket. That back.

It's like, armor made in by meat.

It was the spine "Yes Kin" until it was stunning. A very enlarged monk's cap muscle that runs smoothly from neck to shoulder to back. Wide spine raised enough to float from the body.

As for drift protection, I believe that it is the abs that struggle to work out, and the spines that are difficult.

The flesh of King Aldia seemed to boast a good degree of smell to describe as a finished form, even though it was a world in which the training of the flesh should not be important because of the existence of the divine chant Oracle, without any decent apparatus or knowledge.

I was listening to you.

Its giant male, who is regarded as the 'Wu King' in his own country and the 'Tyranny King' in his enemy country.

Old and young, I'm sure whoever sees it can tell at a glance. I can understand it as if I had a lion in front of me. This man is... he's very, very strong.

Yes, it entailed an atmosphere that appealed to instincts.

King Aldia, who is taller than anyone else on this scene, progresses dignified in the wake of the waves. It's like a battleship marching down the ocean plain. The flow shield was overwhelmed by its force.

"King!

"Yikes! Your Majesty!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Long live King Aldia, okay? No!

King Aldia stretches out both arms of his rounded thickness to respond to the people who are reaching out. Moving on with the touch. In proportion, popular praise also increases in magnitude.

"Are you a martial arts player..."

Lifeguard shrugs unexpectedly. And he's a very popular player.

People's enthusiasm is not the ratio when the drift guard defeated Fer Die earlier. There are no worrying colors at all on them when they say that the bomb is planted on that Fer Die and it is in dangerous condition.

The people believe. Without question the fine dust.

The victory of King Aldia. This king said he would remove the threat.

Absolute faith that almost even seems fanatical from a drift protection. But if you try it on the people, there's something worth believing in.

In a vortex of zeal, King Ardia leapt to the square with his arms up against heaven.

This alone vibrates the atmosphere as if to applaud and echo. The tension was too high, or the young woman in front of the diagonal right of the drift shield fluttered down.

"So, are you okay!?

A soldier who was nearby rushes to his embrace. It wasn't live or anything, so she went inside.

"Hey... Actually, it hurts to see Lugo fight." Uzu "is gone. That was just the right offer. Had it always been, the bastard of Latias would have said," It is a serious act of which His Majesty is king of one nation, such as going out to fight himself. Behave more consciously, "he said. You're my daughter-in-law or something. '

People boil more and more in the story of King Aldia, who exchanged Latias voice imitations.

So the young women in front of the left diagonal of the drift guard raised their voices.

"Oh, my wife!? You said my wife. Now!

"La, I thought Captain Latias wouldn't hear any rumors or anything floating around even though he was so cool... no, I knew that...!?

... Let's just say we didn't ask.

Lifeguard sees the king better.

King Aldia turns to the museum boiling the audience, waiting for his enemies one way or another.

Even in the world of martial arts, those who reign on the seat of the apex are sometimes described as' kings', but it was precisely the true 'kings' who are now standing there.

As if foreseen, the doors of the museum open.

It's one man coming out.

All back with stroked blonde hair. Blue, sharp eyes on a long, carved face. A neat moustache.

A black beetle-crushed, boneless gauntlet wrapped around both arms in a dark blue, monochromatic military garment. A known man of drift protection - Dimaldo.

But the difference was the look on his face.

It's not like when I saw it in a tavern, it doesn't give me a floating feeling of leeway.

His eyes, with obvious anger, followed King Ardia with a stare.

Oddly enough - this man also looks like he's drifting somewhere like a king.

(I knew it was here... are you coming out)

Probably the strongest man on the enemy's side.

From its candidacy and expression, I can feel the certainty of seriousness.

Lifeguard went to the front row of the People's Wave to watch the duel.

King Aldia and Dimaldo face each other about three meters away.

- Big.

Recognize that again. Dimaldo is less than two meters tall. A little higher than the Fer Die we fought earlier? Still quite large from the standpoint of drift protection.

And King Aldia. Its back length, which overlooks the Dimaldo gently, would cross two hundred and forty centimeters. Definitely a showdown between the heavyweight.

"Yi-yi Tsura, Dada man. What's your name?"

Looking down at the blonde man who glances at himself, King Aldia asks in a casual manner.

"It's Deemald."

"Right. Let's get started, Dimaldo and I will."

"Come on, that's all. You're not gonna ask me anything? It's Mr. Aldia."

"Am I asking? Tell me what?

Dimaldo sharpens his gaze to King Aldia, who tilts his neck.

"Who we are. Why did you commit such a terrorist attack? Why did you get so far that I wanted a duel with you? There are mountains of them."

"Oh, well done. Let's talk about it later. That kind of thing."

"What...?

I get so angry that Dimaldo can tell in the distance.

"I'll ask you later. So, no matter what happens to you, you fight me. You came out with that intent, didn't you? If I persuade you to stop? You're not gonna stop, are you? If that's the case, that's fine."

As King Aldia tilted his neck to the left and right, a tremendous noise rang with Bagingogin.

"You're fighting with me."

King Aldia, with a fierce grin, was not the Lord of a nation or anything else - he even looked like a king of hundreds of beasts who could unite the flock.

"... yes. Not to the point of killing an irresistible man. So I deliberately made a duel a condition. Dignity as a king and... I don't want to break that bragging arm!

Dimaldo lifts his arms and sets them up.

Liquid protection keeps an eye out.

Left hand and foot forward. Feel free to pull your right hand and foot.

The structure - of boxing, was very similar to the orthodox style.

"Well," Two-Fisted Martial Arts "Puzzlize"... "

"Oh, what is that?

I can hear the conversations of the folks next door.

"It's handed down to the northeastern region, a martial arts technique that uses fist moves. Especially around Schutzleigh Garrard."

"Heh."

"Because I can't use the great divine chant Oracle. It's like the sport of their competition. It can't be used in a duel like this. Besides, against that sire. Are you nuts, that bearded bastard?"

The blonde fistman spins the words, keeping his arms covered in black gauntlets in place without alarm.

"You know what I mean when I say 'The Tragedy of Rhinecadal', Mr. Aldia?"

"... well. of those kids..."

"Oh. You killed me, my innocent children... one of them, Astor... he was my son. Wow!

A faint breeze began to cover the perimeter of the roaring Dimaldo.