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

"... Huh!

Leafia was staring at the offense with the thought of biting her teeth.

Exquisite spikes rolled out of Claria's long sword. A Bellette water sword looms from side to side in a brandal twisted and twisted. The man prevented slaughter with a roaring flame, while activating the art of wind to scatter its firepowder.

"Ew!

"Chi......!

Before the flames splashing on the wind, the two are forced to retreat.

(This too...)

Brandall sets his aim on Belgrette, squeezing a long sword of flame in both his hands and fleshing. She stood guard and intercepted.

How much exercise does Belgrette have, and the sword moves were far sharper than Leafia had seen before.

Brandal is also quite something, but it does not extend slightly to Belgrette.

The Girl Knight glorifies the man's flaming sword with his left water sword - a knife that returns, tapping down the flash on the right.

"Grr!"

A blow is decided diagonally from the shoulder.

Belgrette presses for a chase to the brandal, which is annoying as she blows up the blood - though.

The man quickly creates a fiery shield and takes a series of water strikes. Prevent, laugh thoroughly at defense.

"F... that was dangerous right now"

And invincibly laughing at Brandal's, scratches. The bleeding of the shoulder mouth slashed by the hanging stops slightly. The speed is inferior to that of placing a direct hand on it, but it is gradually healing the wound while consolidating its defense like a tortoise with a fiery shield.

Perhaps that direct hit Aquastorm damage has already healed as well.

(... with this...!

And - you recovered, the man resurfaced the fiery shield to his left hand, and in his right hand he created the sword of the wind.

Although Leafia, who is a wind user, can somehow tell by the senses, "The Sword of the Wind" and other things are equal to what it is impossible to see from across the blade.

Brandal evaporates Claria's water spears released from a distance with a fiery shield, releasing a lateral giraffe to Belgrette with an invisible sword of wind.

He was a girl knight who painstakingly prevented an invisible blow, but lost the momentum of the wind and was blown as it was nearly five miles away. Still don't fall, kneel down and face up.

(This too, yeah......!

Leafia ate up her teeth.

Spread the flames you have created with the wind you have aroused yourself. Heal wounds while defending with a fiery shield. Each in his hands creates a sword and shield of different attributes -.

Everything, it's impossible.

A man named Brandall was using his usual and unlikely use of the divine chant Oracle to hunt down the Belgrettes.

"Handle multiple attributes". This is a move I was showing even at the time of the raid on the armed carriage, but I have shown it earlier in this fight, there was another departure.

Like the slaughter of Bergrette, which was directly attacked, the victory has already been decided so many times. But each time, Brandal uses Oracle, the divine chant of attack and recovery, to bring it back together.

Originally, such imitation is not possible even with the same attributes.

Even Belgrette, for example, cannot respond with a water sword while healing wounds. The same technique of 'attack', such as flying a water bullet while waving a water sword, would be possible depending on the training, but it was considered impossible to deal with two conflicting techniques simultaneously: 'attack' such as a water sword and 'healing'.

In attack and recovery, the nature of the procedure is too different.

The same reason why Claria can't combine physical enhancement with full autonomy defense.

When using the Divine Chant "Oracle," it is necessary to concentrate on one species and work out the soul and mind "Prarna," as if attacking, recovering, etc. - Leafia had remembered the contents of the textbook.

The feeling is close to not being able to do things like concentrate on reading but also on other tasks.

If that is the 'penta' with the extra soul and heart power 'Prarna' - those who do not need chanting in the first place, some may be able to activate simultaneously of different kinds, but it is usually not possible first.

But Brandall either by taking away the "dwelling part of the soul and mind" Prarna, "or by making it possible.

If you defeat this man - a powerful and incomparable blow that doesn't give you room for recovery. A blow must fall. That's all I have.

……

The girl of the wind turns her gaze toward Belgrette.

The Girl Knight resolutely rolls out a sword of water as she runs through the soaked earth by Aquastorm, muddy. Flame your enemies. Above enemy winds. How brave and beautiful that brave man is.

She is never inferior to Brandal. It would rather be surpassed as the chanter Mage. But to the inexhaustible soul and heart power "Prarna" and multiple attributes that the enemy boasts - pressured by the power of borrowing.

- A powerful and incomparable blow.

Although Leafia had never actually seen it, she had heard that Belgrette could use an awesome technique mimicking the legendary Great Sword Gram Ridgel. If that's decided, we might be able to take him down with one blow.

but the problem here is that Brandall has the power of an opt that is' penta '.

Leafia has also witnessed battles in the valley. The grand moves of absorbing Aquastorm and shooting it back as it is.

Assuming you slash it with a great sword of water, absorb it, and vice versa, attack it with a great sword -.

To what extent can that peculiar move of 'absorption' absorb the divine chant 'Oracle'? Can you absorb the Great Sword, or is it impossible?

It's too dangerous to place a bet.

I guess that's why Belgrette doesn't show the bare gesture of using it either.

- Something. Something I can do...!

Leafia looks around unexpectedly.

More and more in the cloud-covered sky, open open open open spaces. Three chanteers "Maggie" who do their best and bump into each other.

It can't be conveniently rolling, such as something that seems to work.

- Anybody want me to call for help?

But I can't even use the art of communication.

It's really just that I can drool through the controlling obscure divine chant, Oracle. Knowledge of surgery, even, I only know the basics that are in the textbooks. I had no knowledge of the Talisman Rune, which Claria had put into practice for Aquastorm earlier.

(I... I have... eh)

Instead of going to college normally, Leafia also receives lectures from lecturers on combat. but that kind of thing is only textbook knowledge.

If you hit the wind with all your might, you'll be able to put in a cross spear.

But now the three are mainly melee fights. If it just doesn't hit Brandal, it could still involve the Belgrettes.

- As a child, I blew my friend away.

Scary. It's just scary.

Standing up to the bad guys. Something that could hurt my friend.

"Ugh..."

I can't get my hands on it badly. Something that can be reversed hasn't rolled conveniently. I can only hope that you two win......

The Windy Girl concludes so, with giving up.

Brandall was beginning to hate the melee against Belgrette by getting swords more than once.

Skillfully manipulate the wind and blow Belgrette away, while at the same time flying behind you to keep your time away.

A spear of Claria's water flies to the far end of the line. Flatter it. Such an exchange lasted several times.

Brandal lets the Gertillude sisters, whose breath is getting rough, seep even an extra grin.

"Kuku... I know you carry it well, but you can't beat me like that? One thing, why don't you bet on the big moves?

An obvious provocation, as Leafia can tell.

I'm looking to make a big move and 'absorb' it. It is our intention to absorb and beat back the Divine Chant Oracle, which the Belgrettes have knitted with time and effort.

I am about to poke my most humiliating defeat at them in faith.

but

"... I wonder if I can"

Bergrette inquired in a quiet voice.

"What?"

Brandal frowns.

"You… have not used the ability of the opt"

"... well. Why would you think that?

"If you can fully use the power of the Opt, we should not be able to fight"

"That's right," Claire agreed, standing in a remote position, squeezing the hem of the dress.

"We were running away from the 'Raiders' in the first place because we thought they were an option. I'm ashamed, because you don't have a winning shot at an opt opponent. But if I got caught up and bracketed my belly, it was a foreign crude white pig who came out. Plus, you're supposed to have her powers, but I'm not very pussy."

"F...... say something funny. I'm the one who's killing Opto. I mean, she's stronger than me. What do you think about that part?

"He is the son of man, even though he was chosen by God and 'Penta'. If you suddenly stab me from behind in the guise of friendship, wouldn't it be easy to kill me?

"... I don't feel bad about the example."

Throwing words, the sisters are sending an unafraid gaze to their enemies.

There is no change in Brandal's spare look.

- This is a kind of mess.

Whether Brandal is really using the power of 'Penta'.

The last thing Bergrette said, 'I feel sick'.

Leafia had also heard rumors of the wind.

Talk about a mock fight at the college this spring. A martial arts legend that Opto fought four college students and twisted them down lightly.

At that time, all the students confronted said they felt ill.

But I can't even feel that in Leafia, who is here now. Even during the raid in the valley, I didn't feel that way.

The details are unknown, but if that's due to Opt's ability, why doesn't Brandall use it? Isn't it 'unusable' instead of 'unusable'?

If so, isn't the move of absorbing and shooting back the opponent's divine chant, Oracle, completely unusable either? If it's a super-powerful blow, can't this man absorb it? Can you defeat it...

It is also possible that Brandal dares to hide his power and make it look 'unusable'.

That's why this exploration.

…………

Leafia doesn't seem to be able to read anything. How will the Sister Knight conclude?

"Well, we'll have a rundown soon"

Belgrette runs over to Brandal to challenge the melee, as if Claria's such whining was a signal.

Brandals that use the wind to make mistakes.

Same offense as before - it wasn't.

Claire was running in from side to side against Brandall who jumped back. Reacting and turning to the man, she kicks up the wet ground.

"Huh!?

The mud jumps, and Brandall reflexively shields his face...

"Guaah!?

Shortly afterwards, the scream echoed.

Claria's protruding, silver long sword. The tip pierced Brandal's left shoulder sharply.

"... Huh, Gu... Huh!

Grab and hold the sword stabbed in the shoulder, with a distressed look on his face.

"- Oh, that's a shame. Almost punched my heart."

With his sword pierced, Claria scoffs cold.

"I ran away from my sister's sword moves. Yeah, there's a third class that's lightly hooked into my hands like this... you want me to give you a big move, huh? - Know yourself, pig."

Claire tries to force her right arm and screw her sword relentlessly.

Did Brandal use physical enhancement, the sword does not stab any more, and blood does not flow from that hand that grabs the sword either. Groaning, but with a sarcastic grin.

"F, F... I can't reach it with the Divine Chant" Oracle "and it's why I was finally able to take a blow at me with such iron scraps. Barbarian M.O. Seems better for you, Barbarian lady."

"Heh heh, mucky and say it back. Sounds like you've been hurt a lot. That makes you considerate ahead, doesn't it? - To this extent, I won't do it."

So Brandall realizes.

That Belgrette, in a remote position, chants the art.

Thus, roaring and manifesting - the serpent of silver. Aquastorm.

You took the time to grant the chant the art of amplification, and the torrent serpent that appeared is not a turn bigger than what preceded it.

…………

A man peeled his eyes so far away that he could tell.

Like earlier, a huge water snake, facing back with the intention of swallowing every Claria. Its swirling runoff is no longer described as a small dragon and has no problem.

A brandal where wolves also tongue dew.

There, Claria shoves a silver sword into her mouth and says it out cold.

"- Flow. There's no worse vulgar filth than faeces."

Brandal turned her bloody eyes towards the girl in front of her.

"Chi, don't ru... my little girl ahhhh!

Bazine and spark scattered.

Bong, white smoke rises from both Claria and Brandal at the same time as the flashy sound of

…… ……

"Damn......!

Claire leaning about and a groaning brandal. Leafia and Belgrette opened their eyes.

"Hih..."

"Claire......!

- Oracle, the God of Thunder chant.

Brandall hasn't used the thunder and ice god chant Oracle since he was flooded.

Because it's wet in the water itself. Even the technique unleashed against the enemy had the potential to self-destruct by forces that left control.

If thunder, electric shock via water. Coagulation of moisture adhered to itself if ice.

Once out of control, the talisman Rune doesn't make sense either. In fact, the lightning technique just unleashed by Brandall was burning himself, too.

"Gu, no. Ahhh!

Brandall waves his right arm to activate the wind technique, blowing away Claire, who was about to fall.

She drew a parabola and flew as far as five miles.

"Mr. Claire!

Aggressively, almost reflexively, Leafia runs. I swirled the wind to the point of Claria's fall and managed to take her.

"Mr. Claire, Mr. Claire..."

"... ooh"

Claria leaks a faint groan.

It's the limit now.

Claria's autonomous defense was not activated against the lightning technique unleashed by Brandal. Already, the soul and mind "Prarna" is running out.

"Gu...!

With a long sword on his left shoulder, if Brandall turns back to Belgrette...

", whoa!?

The silver turbulence that was now approaching the man's present was the moment to strip his fangs and try to devour them.