Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.
172. The human pillar
"Uh... well..."
After explaining all the circumstances without covering them up, Sakuragiri leaned towards Kuragiri and rushed to bring it back.
- The next heavenly banquet. If Enrokak wins, he will be handed himself over.
"No! I told that guy......!? What happens to my will......!
"When Saeri was appointed a witch, you explained. That every unforeseen thing can happen."
Sure, I was listening to that.
He said he could be assassinated. He said it could be used for political marriage. As it stands, it's unlikely, but that's the role that can happen.
Maybe it was sweet.
That's why I'm sure that won't happen, as I lived my entertained life - as I spent my time with the sensibilities cultivated in peaceful Japan, that's probably what I assumed. Unprecedented special treatment. I'm fine. As far as I'm concerned, that won't happen. It's unlikely, so I'm sure it's okay. - That's how.
"But... I..."
I had no choice but to.
Suddenly lost in this world, Sakuragiri had nothing to offer but to be a witch.
A world where dangerous monsters travel. A world where magical powers exist.
This is the only way for Sakuragiri, who was thrown out into such a different world, to live.
I have no common sense or knowledge of this world. I can't use witchcraft. Really just a high school girl. What would have happened by now if it had not been celebrated by chance that it was a 'witch of the divine domain' etc. It just makes me horrible to think about it.
"But don't worry"
Duen continued with the same thin grin as usual against Sakuragiri, who was completely bloody.
"As I said, it's up to us to move to prevent that."
Sakuragiri looks up at Digos standing beside Duen.
Measures that three people, including Digos, will compete from the 'Thirteen Martial Family' to stop Enrokak from winning.
"Until we get tired of it, that's the situation. Don't worry, we'll stop you. Dear Saeri, please spend as much time as you normally do"
Suddenly, people say Enrokak's - it could belong to such a man, etc., and it can't be flat out.
"Mr. Ogo..."
A small call for salvation, but you didn't hear, the giant was slightly annoyed.
"Mr. Ogo."
"Oh, oh."
When I call it big, I finally look up like a hack. Doesn't sound like it. It was like it earlier, but it seemed so badly blurred out that I'd never seen it before.
"I'm surprised... if Dago's going to make an appearance, you're relieved. Don't give it to me... protect me.... hey, what the hell"
Out of anxiety, or on second thought, an embarrassing line leaked.
but
"... oh"
Digos just nodded powerlessly, looking like he wasn't here.
"- That's all we have to talk about. Then, Digos, send me Master Saeri."
"... oh"
It was a small, overbearing Digos, but Sakuragiri waved his hands to the side.
"... sorry. I'll go back alone. Hey... let me be alone"
A troubled, forced smile. Sakuragiri did not wait for a reply and ran off the spot. It's like running away from the Digos.
Eventually I turn around the corner of the hallway and I can't see the look of it.
"... Hmm. Is it good, Digos? Saeri would be delighted if you put it on."
"... which mouth says"
To the words of his empty brother, Digos was returning low.
Receiving even a mixed reply of slight anger, but Duen breaks his face satisfactorily.
"Hmm. You seem to know your 'role', fine. Now, let me give you some instructions."
Pale, Duen Akelone explains the job description for this one. As the owner of the spear, a young spear lays down the life to be fulfilled.
"As I said during the glance, deep pursuit is strictly forbidden. Lure the guys from Magician" Maygus "and hit Enrokak. Are the eyes of success precisely about 20%? Earlier...... like Lugo Aliumi. If that guerrilla is going to make an appearance, it won't be long before he uses the magician Maygus."
I said, "Don't do it."
Hit Enrokaku with Arishi Current Protection. My brother is going to use that boy as a pawn.
"You can't use acquaintances...? Well, that's good too."
……
That's what they said, and it's the first time I've been hacked.
Why do I stop so desperately? It's not that familiar.
... It's just not funny to be what my brother thinks, Digos self-analyzes.
"If you feel you are in danger, leave without hesitation. If you fail, that's fine. It is not your job to die. [M] That's it."
In the end, this assignment falls into the category of the easiest.
Success rate is 20%. Give up if it's dangerous. It's a terrible job to call it a mission, too crude a job.
- I mean, from the start, Duen isn't willing to save Sakuragiri.
Even the person giving the instructions doesn't think it will work. I just want to make up the fact that I moved to save the witch, I made an effort.
Most of all, if it's dangerous, I'm telling you to abandon it, but there's probably some thoughts about assessing young people's work. What do you think and how do you move in response to the instructions given? I'm trying to figure out how much it works, whether it's successful or not. Fool, if you go back and say honestly, "I gave up because it's dangerous," etc., it should be judged an unusable foolish diagram. How do I move it to fit Duane's glasses? It was difficult to add or subtract a teaspoon.
- Either way. Although there is no difference in that no fine dust is taken into account, such as the case of Sakuragiri.
"You know. You, the irreplaceable Akelone clan, and the irreplaceable witch. Which should be weighted"
When the witch is gone, the real reason for it will never be put out of the ordinary. After I finished my duties, I handed over my powers to a new witch. But the most seemingly pre-construction reasons will only be made public. Everything will be handled in secrecy, and sooner or later a new witch will be seated.
That's how everyone forgets the existence of Sakuragiri Yukizaki, whom they were supposed to worship. And now I'm going to entertain someone new. Just like before.
Feast on your own, drag it down on your own. Far from ancient times, the custom of 'witch of the divine domain', which is no longer morphed.
…………
How, therefore, did you receive the silent Digos?
With a rusty voice, my eldest brother whispers.
"What? When the time comes, such as a woman, I will send it to those who deserve it. You don't need a horsebone anywhere."
- Faster than you think.
Digos' thunderclap wrapped in white light was aiming at Duen's side head from the side.
With only a slight jaw-drawing motion, Duen tangles the right arm of Diegos as he walks in front of him. He bent down with his wrist twisted and tightened it up quickly and supplely.
"... no, gu!
It's like a snake that has captured its prey. Tough as a hand fold. So be gentle as to wrap it up. Digos is held back by his brother, who is far younger than himself, and drives him into a situation where he cannot move. The elbow screamed mistletoe at the load in the opposite direction from the joint.
"Hmm... isn't that fast? You raised your arm, Digos. But if I was going to kill him - if he was Enrokaku, he'd already be dead. After all, it's very, very important to turn you over to him."
Duen whispers the same cold smile as usual as he tightens it up.
- Every time, speech is obsessed.
If you had power, do you think you would allow yourself to fight Enrokak?
"... f. You're gonna win with one arm, brother."
Digos made him laugh invincibly.
This situation with my right arm twisted. If you move poorly, your elbows will be destroyed.
but. If you don't care about 'that' in the first place, you can move -
And, the strength to tighten was strengthened.
"Chill your head. Take off your arms at the expense of what to do from there. How do you fight without one arm in front of an unrivaled opponent in perfect condition?"
"... f,"
Out of the way.
Taking the word, Digos felt 'something' pulsating sleeping deep within him.
I have sweat on my forehead. Blood vessels emerge.
At the same time I decided to be prepared to endure the severe pain - the pain disappeared from Digos' arm, as the heavy pressure until then was a lie.
Duen, who has released the restraint, tells him to exhale.
"You seem to have become quiet, and your essence hasn't changed since you were a child, Digos. Well, don't guide me. The governor and Saeri don't want to let go. Enrokaku just won the martial arts festival, not intact. If you're dealing with a handyman, your permission will go down, too. Then I'll take care of him."
Just saying the business is done, my eldest brother walks by my brother's side.
"So Digos. You don't have to worry about anything. You're just, like, all the time... if you follow my life, that's fine"
Pong, and slap on the shoulder.
Without leaving any footsteps or signs, his elder brother moved away from the spot.
…………
Digos turns around his liberated right shoulder.
Is that Duane's skill with his palms? The arm, which should have raised its stiffness to the point where it was about to be broken, is barely in pain.
(This is...)
The power of my brother.
My current brother and my current self.
…………
The giant drops his gaze in the palm of his hand and thinks.
It was the memory of my childhood that came back to life in my brain. A child would surely admire everyone, and Digos, who was born into the family of Akelone, had to be thrown away early, "A Thought".
"... crap"
I whined in my voice and restrained myself.
Now, that's not possible -.
And to be dragged. A memory of a past passes through the back of the brain. As in daydreaming.
"..." "Toshima"...? Digos...?
I hear a loud voice. Younger than now - the voice of Duane, the eldest brother.
"Um, probably. LaDale, as far as you can tell from the circumstances... that's likely."
Is this the dedicated physician of my predecessor, who died a few years ago?
"... for a long time, I thought it was crazy. You're not supposed to have completed the chant of the previous operation, but you're already ready for the next attack... so you failed. Make it just a mistake, it's too..."
The voice of childhood belongs to my second brother, LaDale. How old was it at the time?
"... stupid. I won't admit it."
The voice of my stubborn eldest brother seems like nothing has changed from now on.
"Digos... this kid is just clumsy... he's a normal kid." There can be no such thing as a "roll"... "
What was the emotion that seeped in there?
Even now, I don't know its true intentions.