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

So, the place is Sakuragiri's room. Unfurnished and idle space, in the centre of it.

Soldiers pushed over. Sakuragiri turned bright blue. Fluid protection and bellette to stare at the intruders.

In the meantime, the two most famous refs - Duane and Enrokak - head to each other quietly.

It was the latter that broke the silence.

It's Duane, by the way.

Knock, and point the back with a thick thumb,

"What is this little guy? If I'd unlocked Heavenly Cloak, I'd have eaten a decent attack in a while. Aren't you a good living kid? Are you a young man in some house?

The tip of that finger - see the drift shield as chilling, and Duen shakes it for the first time.

"No. They say it's a guest. I don't know the details, either."

"Yeah. - Hey, kid."

Enrokak looks back and throws an intriguing glance at the driftshield.

"You're going to the heavenly banquet?

"Ah? I'm not answering."

Immediately, Enrokak scratched his head as he exhaled a grand sigh.

"Damn... Duane and this little guy, he's not going to get out only if he looks like he's having fun. It's been a long time since I've been a part of this, but I don't think I can expect it."

Enrokak blurts so, "Ma, okay" and starts walking towards the exit of the room.

"Witches were more my thing than I imagined. This festival is supposed to be a big one with only money and women."

"Well... does that work?

"If you don't come out."

Shuang Hung, exchanging words without mistake - Enrokaku stops his legs.

There was a man standing to block the giant's way.

- Diegos Akelone.

"Out of the way, little one. Can I help you?"

High enough to cast a shadow on the giant Digos. There is no color in the gaze that looks down from it. Cold eyes, opposite what was intended for Duane and drift protection. It's not in my eyes. I'm not interested. Speak by eloquent, its cloudy eyes.

"Speaking of which, didn't you know, Enrokak? That's Digos Akelone. My brother."

"Ho."

Taking Duen's word for it, he finally shows a bare gesture of interest.

"Are you leaving? Heavenly Banquet"

"... oh"

At the same time that Digos answers low,

"Right. Good luck praying not to hit me."

It doesn't seem like it matters. Enrokak pushed Digos over his shoulder and left the room.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Master Saeri. And the guests."

You look like a reptile, that was the feeling of drift protection.

I just frankly thought so when I saw that smile that I couldn't feel the warmth rather than the look on my face.

This is - Duen Akelone, the most powerful warrior in the refe.

I don't know what you're thinking, which also seems to be common with Digos in that it's the opposite of the impression. Unlike the oligarchy but warm Digos, it drifts somewhere bottomless cold.

And...

……

This is the situation, but the drift shield had something to worry about in front of Duen.

A cool sleeveless top that this man wraps around. The two arms on the right that were peeled out - worn round there, old scars. painful as it was decided. Its traces are as if the

(... gunshot wound...? That's not true...)

There can't even be a gun or anything. Is it some kind of surgery wound?

Whether or not he realizes the gaze of such a drift shield, Duen spins his words without any hesitation.

"You two, by the way. Saeri is in for an emergency, so I'm sorry, but can you pick it up for today?"

"Huh? Ah, ha..."

If that's what they say, I can't even sit there forcefully.

When I looked at Sakuragiri, he still looked faintly pale.

Naturally. All of a sudden, a big man, who doesn't even know who he is, pushes him into the room, collides with the shield, and the soldiers sneak in...

Sakuragiri is just a Japanese high school girl, no matter how the arm of the sword stands and is celebrated as a witch. It was natural to be hit by a series of vibrant atmospheres and frightened.

……

The drift shield turns to Belgrette like a troubled man.

Can I go home like this? You guessed the thought of such a boy, the girl knight snorted,

"Saeli, for today, now you'll excuse me. But I'll be back tomorrow."

"I said no!

The only thing that blocked it was Cherry Blossom Branch.

"You two came to this country for work, didn't you? So, I'm done with that job. Then I have to go home as soon as possible. I'm glad you're worried... because I'm okay."

That said, Sakuragiri smiles impossibly. The kind of energy that makes it harder to watch.

Even though we haven't known each other for a while, I don't want to worry about anything extra.

That thought seemed to convey.

The drift shield turned the spear tip into a duen.

"Um. What's going on?

"This is an inner circle that has nothing to do with the customer. Please refrain from unnecessary prying."

Answers like they were prepared in advance. Kachin's driftshield on the emotionless way of saying it disputed with biting momentum.

"Doesn't matter... I got beat up without question even though I'm that big black guy. Why don't you just give me a little explanation?

"Excuse me for this."

Duen drowned his head in a smooth act. With the naturalness as if I had assumed this objection as well.

"His name is Enrokak. I am ashamed to say that even with the darkness of our country. However, now that we have the right to punish him, we will sit down with a formula that will be promptly transferred to execution."

Nicole and cold distorted lips,

"The disrespect of working for Master Saeri. And unreasonable standing behavior towards you. I promise to make sure you get what you deserve, including them."

I said so without precipitation.

……

If you're not convinced, it might be possible to waste time. Rather than, I'm not actually convinced.

But I don't even think this guy's gonna break where it's stuffed. It was also spoken of in Duen's return as if it were a customer service manual, but what is happening now is the inner circle within the refeit. I guess it's not a matter of drift protection being able to stick your neck in.

It should be useless to ask for an explanation as a battered victim. This is not Japan. Although it is the doctrinal ideas that differ from Raindeer, Lefe also says there is a culture of praise for martial arts. Rather, it's worse to be beaten up by a guerrilla's arse, it could be.

"Well, I apologize for the rush...... please leave the room"

Soon after thinking about it, Duane says without breaking the ice smile.

Unquestionably, the drift shield turned to Digos, who was also on the wall.

"Digos. Then we, we go home...,... Digos?

"Mm? Ah, oh."

Diegos, who lay his eyes slightly down, looked unusual and raised his face in a haphazard manner.

"No, we're going home... don't ask me about Sakuragiri. Maybe it's not what I say."

"... oh"

"- By the way"

So what has interrupted me was the Duanese principals urging me to leave.

"With all due respect, what kind of guest are you? I use it more than Raindeer... and it's caught in my ear."

Even now, you just told me to go home, so I suppress my desire to poison you, and the asylum will tell you who you are.

"... I'm Lugo Aliumi. Raindeer guerrillas."

"Well, guerrillas...... I heard you've been away for a long time - Cheng Cheng Cheng."

Return Duane's gaze, which is somewhere worthwhile, from the front.

Nicole and the length of the smiling spear then turned their thin eyes towards Belgrette.

"I'm late to say hello. My name is Bergrette Fizz Gertirude, and my name is Raindeer Kingdom. That exalted martial arts, it is also blowing on our land. Lord Duen Akelone."

"This is... was you Lord Belgrette? That means..."

Douen slightly showed a bare gesture of being aware of his brother behind him, and Belgrette nodded as he guessed.

"Yes, Lord Digos is a classmate of Midir College... thanks for your help"

"No. I was wondering if this is where Shaw's brother is bothering you."

Only slightly. The look on Duen's face, saying so, was not the smile of a reptile-stirred creation - it looked like a definite emotion dwelled on.

"Sometimes, Lord Lugo - may I?"

"Ah, yes. what is it"

"Why don't you compete in the heavenly banquet?

Duen, who returned to his original inorganic smile, largely suggested so.

Somehow I already feel like that every time I meet someone. That would be the only big event that will be a highlight at this time of year......

"No, I..."

"It's this heavenly banquet, isn't it? In fact, Enrokak will also compete earlier. From what I've seen, you look pretty good in front of you. If he looks like he's sitting on a belly worm, he can do it directly with his bravery."

It was then.

A large hand is placed to tap on Duen's left shoulder, causing the words to be dimensioned.

"... don't"

A rugged look I've never seen before.

Digos, wrinkled tightly between his eyebrows, was grabbing his brother's shoulder from behind.

"Stop, brother"

"... Hmm"

What did you feel for the word? Duen glanced lightly at his shoulder,

"The heavenly banquet is a central event in our country. If you feel like it, we would be very happy if you could join us and consider watching it."

In an administrative tone, that's what I tied it to.

"Well, we'll move on from this… both of you, please exit."

If I nodded reluctantly at Duen and looked closer to Sakuragiri, she was looking up at Digos with an anxious face.

An impatient look this giant has just shown. I've never seen a face like that before. After all, Sakuragiri may have also felt something shitty.

"Er... Sakuragiri. Then don't let us go."

"Oh, yeah. I'll see you around, both of you!

Lifeguard and Belgrette left the room behind with the thought of being pulled back by their hair on its face, which had not concealed their anxiety and loneliness.

"Lugo, turn around"

"Hmm?"

On the road to the entrance and exit of the castle, Belgrette cut it out.

Turning her face as she is told, the girl knight, who is supposed to be serious, stretches her white and thin fingers to her drifting cheek.

"Be, Mr. Bell!? What are you doing?

"Huh? Ah... Chi, no...! Ugh, don't move. Earlier injury, I'll treat you!

Have you become aware of the upset of Liquid Protection, and Belgrette begins to apply the Divine Chant of Recovery, Oracle, while turning red as well.

"So, what do you say?

"Oh, I got blown up flashy, but it's not as effective as it looks."

Immediately after eating it, the damage also remained, but now it was enough that I had already forgotten about it in a series of goths. Now it's a flashdown that hasn't even worked, and drifting protection makes my nose rough.

"That black fat bastard named Enrokaku... is that a wind attribute?

"Yeah. Probably."

Belgrette nods at the presumption of drift protection.

Weak, but I felt the wind in that man's fist. but it's also very faint. It's like the extent to which what you were suppressing leaked indefinitely instead of trying to exercise it.

What Enrokak exercised in that staggering was violence to the point of purity.

Grimcrows humans who are physically capable of being bigger and inferior to Earthlings. Enrokaku, who was supposed to be one of them, was undoubtedly comparable in strength to drift protection.

I can't deny the possibility that you're using physical enhancement like Dino.

"Hey, Belle. Do you know if he was using physical enhancement or not?

"Mmm... what a short reward... But... probably not using it"

"Heh..."

"Lugo, maybe... I want to fight that man, what do you think?

"No, I fought... I'm annoyed that I've hit him a couple of times already. I don't even like the fact that he ate my upper and was flat..."

It was a blow I was going to 'knock it down'. Same even for a kick that changed the track just before. If you're not going down with that, you can type it in with 'serious' -

Between a few dreams, Belgrette had become a jitty eye.

"I mean, you want to fight. My face is laughing, too. Sooo bad looking face."

"Mm-hmm."

I've also noticed the drift protection lately, but they have a habit of making strange faces when they're in front of strong enemies.

"... Yes, end of treatment. Let's go."

"Ooh."

The pain completely pulled off. After the first aid, the two walk out again in step.

"Tsukasa, what is that black dek? It's annoying, but that's strong. Simple power might be the strongest thing ever. No, if you keep going, I'll win."

"I can't believe Lugo and I crossed each other...... Lord Duane seemed to be responsible for this..."

"Looks like we're going to the heavenly banquet, too. To Myol, to Mr. Gonder, to Black Dek... No, you said earlier that Digos would be out too. Ha, we're all leaving..."

"You want to leave?

"Yes, no, nothing."

This event is unlikely in Japan. Little by little. As a fighter, blood makes a scene. That's for sure. But the heavenly banquet is the twenty-second day after five days. I can't do it on schedule in the first place, even though it's not a good idea to go out on your own as a Raindeer soldier.

A task that is inherently just equal to your use. Just a job to go and come home. A few days at most would be the limit for being able to extend your stay. The deadline for return is twenty-one days.

"More than that, what about Sakuragiri...?

"Mmm..."

It came out in the form of being kicked out, but I still cared about her. What a bad aftertaste to go back to Raindeer like this.

I guess Belgrette feels the same way, she put her finger under her chin as she thought.

"It's not refreshing as it is... Why don't you just go see him one more time tomorrow, before you go home?

"Ha... right. You'd be surprised."

I wonder why she's here again, and she might get angry.

But I'm sure Sakuragiri smiles when she says that, I think.

An exotic land that you don't know right or left. Japanese who are deified and given special treatment. Because the discomfort and loneliness were painfully well understood for drift protection.