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

"Okay......"

With a sigh of relief, Liu Xiao looked back at that building, which was the registered venue for participation in the Heavenly Boom Festival.

I guess I usually utilize it for different uses. A brick flat building with no philosophy whatsoever. One more man, likely to be inflexible, enters while the drift guard is blurry.

"... all you have to do is compete."

Belgrette, who had the same view, groaned pompously. Oops, the shield snorts back vigorously.

Registration for participation in the Heavenly Bombardment Festival ended really lightly.

What you need is a hundred thousand esc of the cost of filling in the name and participating. Instead, they received simple forms with precautions and provisions.

I don't care where you come from. Even the name sucks, I guess it doesn't matter if it's a fake name.

As a precaution, I lay low to be a Raindeer guerrilla.

A place of struggle where a small number of sloppy and scratchy shanks are said to participate. Because sometimes you can buy unwanted objections and get your eyes on them just because you're a 'soldier'.

The cold voice of the guide woman who had completed the registration without delay is still in her ear.

"We accept no responsibility whatsoever for any event that occurs as a result of your participation in the Heavenly Bombay Feast. Please accept that it is all your own fault '

(... superior)

Lifeguard gently struck his own fist in the palm of his hand to inspire.

At the same time,

"Bye, Lugo!

"Ooh?

Suddenly his nose was rough and he hung his eyebrows, and he accidentally turned against Belgrette.

"I'll do a lot of research on the heavenly banquet so far. If you look back on the past, you might be able to take some action."

It was vaguely what we were talking about on the way here.

"Oops... Thankful. Ha, you're kind of like a manager, Belle."

When I saw a girl knight excited like me, the face of a senior who was the manager of a fuzzy karate club floated behind the brain of a drifting shield.

"Mane?

The former and karate boy asks as he circles his neck around him, grinning bitterly at Bergrette, who tilts his little neck.

"What exactly are we going to do to find out?

"Yeah. For one thing, I'm gonna go to the library"

information about past winners and regular. Etc. what kind of technique was used.

A number of institutional papers have also been issued about the Heavenly Boom Feast, saying that they are kept in the library. It won't be possible to get something dramatically advantageous, but this kind of tunneling down is a solid foundation.

"All right, then let's go..."

"Ah. Lugo, go back to the inn."

"Huh? Why?

Belgrette puts up her index finger and asks her to protect herself, who is said to be bishy and confused.

"Lugo is dedicated to getting fit until the day. Go back to the inn, rest your body."

"Oh, wow."

"Make sure you can at least come in full swing than join. Oh, the more you train. Because it's this heat, and if it falls, there's no ex or kid."

"Uh, yeah, yes"

"Loading the prescriptive forms I get, too, to get a good idea of what it's all about!

"Uh, yes"

Yeah, this is the manager.

While sparing the library date I secretly expected, I do feel like I should be ready for the Heavenly Bombay Feast now.

We break up telling each other to be careful, and each of them walks in the opposite direction through the mess.

Today yesterday when Myol came across that kind of sight. It's not necessarily that there are no other outlaws for the magician Maygas. Though basically everywhere is busy with popular waves, it is strictly forbidden to go down the path without the popular "Hitoshi". Be careful not to get into trouble.

"... more"

Guru, and a drifting stomach complained of hunger.

If you take out your pocket watch, it's past noon, by the way. It was before noon when I was at Sakuragiri's, so naturally.

(I guess I should have meshed it with Belle...)

With slight regret, I think.

You can go back to the inn for lunch, but the exotic land that came because of it. Sometimes I want to try it in a different store.

On the way home, I walked out to check out Sassa's shop.

"Rhahahahahahahahahah - Shh, Shh! One person, a guide!

The interior of the store, which was greeted by a prestigious voice, had the impression of being close to a sushi restaurant, to the best of his knowledge. Wood that draws multiple rings Beautiful columns, beams and floors. I guess it goes with that, a space that makes you feel wasabi from time to time, decorated with dishes mainly brown and black.

Sometimes it's past noon, and the guests are there. Several people sitting side-by-side in the counter are interested in collusion while eating. What is the proportion of people in ethnic costumes versus people in travel costumes, like half of them?

It has a nice atmosphere inside, and she nodded contentedly in her chest.

"Then in this seat. As soon as you decide to place your order, Arassesse aaaaaaa!

... I'm too tempered to know what you're talking about.

Anyway, sit back in the guided counter seat and look through the menu. Though I can feel the Japanese fun, there was no such thing as sushi or Japanese food, and this store seemed to sell a wide variety of bowls.

I haven't really seen the menu the same way.... Zalbaum doesn't seem to be dealing with it.

Order one of the recommended dishes and somehow get your gaze around -

"!? Huh... Huh..."

"Whoa."

- Not until, close and eye to eye.

The drift shield groans at the back of his throat and the opponent slowly hoists the corner of his mouth.

Red balls eyes on burning hair. He looked neat but terribly cold, the man.

Dino Gailroen was more than that, rinsing tea in the seat right next door.

Let's be careful not to get into trouble, we're not talking about anywhere. I've encountered people like a collection of destruction. When are you going to have tea or something?

It was a rushing forward drift protection, but I just can't pretend I didn't notice.

"... Kuk"

"... what the hell"

You don't have to react. Me, I think. Stream protection that turns my gaze on Jitri.

"I don't like it... it was here yesterday today. Think of it as a narrower city than I thought."

"Ah? Oh,......... well, yeah"

…………

I'm not talking about awkwardness or that level. If I had known he was there before I ordered it, I would have changed the store and regretted it, but it was already too late. A stiff wait applauds the uncomfortable.

If you look at the chills and how they are, the figure of "Penta" relaxing in grandeur, the opposite of restless drift protection.

But nevertheless, it's beautiful enough to piss me off if it just looks like it. It can be described as a presence that must be put first in the 'box that explodes when a handsome man enters'.... I even thought of Dino flat out with a thin laugh when I put him in the box and explode him. Strong.

(... and on second thought, I'm beating him... and what do you need to be aware of, damn it)

Lifeguard, who became ridiculous to rub his chi, reopened and somewhat deposited himself on his back.

"Hey... it's Mr. Dino"

If you call your name, the bright red eyes of the transcendent who makes tea move slightly to capture the drift protection.

"For once I ask... you, you're not going after Mia anymore."

The red-haired man laughs with his nose at the question. And inquire to provoke.

"Aim - if you do, what are you going to do?

"If you eat meshi, get on the surface. Bullshit."

Instant answer.

The voice of the flush guardian was never significant. Rather, it would have been to such a degree that it would be lost in the hustle and bustle around it.

But for a moment, the store quieted down. It emanates from both of us, as if 'something' had hit us.

As the blurring gradually returns, the transcendent laughs with his eyes narrowed.

"Ha... yesterday I thought something was wrong because I was dumb, but it turned out to be a bad rash."

"Uuch. What do you think?"

Dino snorted like he had made a heartfelt fool of himself. No - fact, you must have made a fool of yourself.

"I don't know if it's amnesia... but understand how it works, brave Kung."

"Ah? How does it work?

"I took that chinchillin because it was my job. It's also my job to fight Omei. Sole was my client's request."

A sip of tea, 'Penta' laughed to try.

"For example, if Omei or that little girl pays to ask, I could be on Omei's side. That's how the world works."

…………

So did Gonder, a mercenary. Depending on your reward, you will be on your side as well as your enemy. I don't hold personal feelings. I guess that's the way 'em' are.

"... hmm. Then I asked you for a job."

"Hmm?"

Dino narrows his eyes as he receives the meal he has been transported.

"The content is about the heavenly banquet. Mr. Dino, you're gonna drop out because I'm giving you money, aren't you?

"Hmm. That's right, I'll give you $15 million."

"Son of a bitch."

"Ha ha. I'm telling you to hui 10 million, Omei is. Then you'll have to pay for it."

Acquisition of 10 million escs - that is, I do not doubt my own victory. As confident as ever, drift protection seemed to be easy.

The confident continues as he carries the fillets of meat to his mouth.

"Oh, my God, there's a wacko out there."

"Well......"

"Right, right."

That voice of 'Penta' was undoubtedly mixed with joy.

Earlier 'requests' were half a joke (i.e. half serious), but they're still inevitable clashes with this guy.

Liquid protection is blurred with the sigh of giving up.

"Why are you in this country when you suddenly quit college?"

"I told you yesterday. There's no other reason. Then Omei would be better off. Why did Kung, the brave man from the academy, go to such a toco? I've been trying to say something about work."

I finally received the bowl that was transported, and the driftshield snorts reluctantly.

"I became a guerrilla."

"Huh? The guerrillas? Raindeer's? Omei?"

"... what the hell"

"... by no means. Wazza, wazza, soldier... I like this."

I wonder what kind of emotion that was. Dino looked uncommonly bewildered, but soon began to resume his meal.

Often, only the other guests' colloquial and dish sounds.

"... right. There's one more thing I want to ask you."

It was a good opportunity. I didn't think we'd get any strong information, but we should still check it out.

Lifeguard stopped eating and inquired.

"Don't you know what happened to Redrack?

"Whoa. So you're listening as a guerrilla?

"Don't tear it up."

"Huh. I'm a wacko for 'failing' that mission. I don't know what to expect later..."

I see and continue to see meaningfully the drift protection that caused the 'failure'.

"Redrack is also a dubious hog to wear underwear in Temei. I would have broken off with my men and the people I had connections with. I can't even think about everyday life. I can't believe that Jebtah ran away on his own."

"That means..."

"It would be reasonable to say that he's rolling somewhere..."

……

Once asked Dino to take Mia away, Mafia boss Redrack.

I still haven't been able to grasp the news while I've been missing. It may have fallen into the river and died, as Dino put it. I can't even think of swimming as a master in that shape that I couldn't even run.

... but as a shield, I can't help it.

The river from which Redrack fell leads to the city of Dealey. If he's dead, I think he might be found dead in and around the city. Like that 'Expend' daughter, once witnessed by Lifeguard. It was launched unbroken to the banks of the river, like that slave girl.

The city of Dealey is huge. It's hard to believe that no one found the body and it flowed without hooking up.

Dino is no longer interested in soaking tea.

Redrak was making a statement at that time as if he was targeting this man's organs as well. There will never be a connection between the two of them.

Maybe you no longer need to care, such as isolated Redracks......

Keeping eating silently. Often, Dino, who had finished eating first, rose to the ground. Finish the payment to the prestigious clerk and return the heel.

"Bye, brave Kung. Heavenly Banquet... I'm looking forward to it."

The eyes of a man in a pearlescent colour seemed to shine with no heart or a mess.

- Yeah, he's the guy who's gonna revenge.

The shield just exhaled a deep sigh.

Royal Library of Byakrak.

The huge three-story facility, commensurate with the size of the city, also covers more than one and a half million books.

On a white painted wall, a black roof is laid with building materials called tiles. Like the royal castle, Belgrette nods small to temper in front of the refeit's own strangely interesting building called the Haochu-style "Kowakuki".

... but the rumbling, distracting sound rang from my belly.

(Ahhh... maybe I should have had lunch with Lugo...)

I was driven by the idea of registering to participate in drift protection and if I didn't do something to look into it - I'd forgotten too much about the meal.

Fortunately, they have a dining room on the ground floor of the library. You should finish your lunch there.

(... nevertheless)

It's funny, Belgrette thinks.

I am trying to fully cooperate in participating in the Heavenly Bombardment Banquet of Liquid Protection. Whatever the reason, you will undoubtedly be blamed for doing it.

King Aldia can't read at all, but I can predict that Claria and Latias, the head of the Silver Legion Troop Silverios, will definitely frown. Still, Claria feels like she's been getting round lately, so if you explain it to her, she might understand, but if there's anything to blame, even her parents would be surprised.

At the end of the day, it will worry and annoy a variety of people.

Still, I still don't think it's right to leave Myol or Sakuragiri alone and go back. Above all, I don't want to do that, not about right or wrong.

... If I had been myself before, how would I have been? I couldn't make a decision this fast and I might have been worried about it forever. As Lifeguard pointed out the other night.

(I wonder if it has changed...)

Reminds me of last night's story. Maybe I'm definitely changing because I met Lifeguard.

Vaguely thinking about it, the Girl Knight pushed open the library door.

A flock of shelves containing a huge number of books, standing high enough to intimidate.

Much larger than Raindeer's library. Belgrette is accidentally pressured by the harsh atmosphere that drifts from time to time.

And after all, few people thought the same thing.

Inside the library were scattered figures of rough men who seemed distant from academia and study.

Beginning with this is the feast of the mighty hissing struggle.

It's not the kind of struggle you can win just by bumping into each other from the front. How you can drain risks, avoid waste and move efficiently. If we are to pursue such a part, it is inevitable to wash the records of past martial arts festivals.

"... my partner. What does this say?

"Uh, which one... hmm? What the hell? It stinks, but what if I read it while looking into it?"

Bear-like bodily men struggle with little bundles of paper in front of them.

Depending on where you come from, few people are uneducated and unable to read or write. I guess so are these two. If you try them, it should be easier to clash with the enemy from the front. Even such a rigid man runs down to examine it. That's the martial arts festival called Heavenly Bombay Feast.

"Brother, I've found the materials!

"Okay, Gadgad you made it......" The History of the Witch "......? Doesn't this have anything to do with a heavenly banquet? You haven't been able to read the letter properly yet. I told you to study."

"Shh, I'm sorry, brother.... Hmm, and you're a witch. Speaking of which, this time the witch is talking about something else. You think you'll listen to me in person? I'll see you at first sight, too, Guhehe."

"Even a bad guy like you, Zura's suspicious, will you deal with him?"

"Hi-ha, hi-ha, brother. When I said more or less about my face, even my brother said... stay! Don't hit me."

This was a pair of beard-growing beards together. Little fat man - a discipleship figure of a good age who is still a boy - is being blamed by a little man. There was some talk of Sakuragiri, but he still seems to be trying to find out something about the martial arts festival.

(Ok...... let's say we eat first, then find out)

It's going to be a long fight. The girl got excited and went to the dining room first.

(Hmmm......)

Stopping the hand carrying on the page "Page" of the dossier, Belgrette takes a small breath.

The stage of the heavenly banquet is a vast forest called the Garden of the Infinite "Mugguku". Located in the western part of the capital, it is a deep-green sanctuary surrounded by rivers. This place has long been a spiritual place, and because of its full soul and heart, Prarna, the trees of the forest have undergone an unusual evolution. The tough-grown tree is not even frightened by the semi-productive divine chant Oracle, but even plays the art of flames easily, he said. Although it is common in spiritual fields, signs detection and other techniques are not useful. Disturbed trees also act as shields and shields in heavenly banquets due to their ruggedness.

The struggle in a complex forest.

Naturally, just because you're a first-time participant, you're at a disadvantage. If you're a regular, it's not strange to know the terrain of the forest. Sometimes it can be unilaterally unintentional.

I discover a rough forest landscape in the material I was looking through, and photograph it on paper by hand just in case. Some cliffs, hills, lakes, etc. seem to be quite high.

(Nevertheless, this facial rash...)

Look at the material described about past winners.

Many have participated every time and achieved steady positive results. Some are bound to compete, aiming for the Duen non-participation times. Such a person should naturally be joining us this time.

By the way, it's still not uncommon for a variety of strong men to come together from all over the place, or for a prominent man of crude deeds to appear like this time the magician Maygus.

It appears that in the past there have been attempts by evil men to appear beyond their control, but for some reason there have been several cases of disappearance before the Wu Festival.

Though I took a scattered breath, I guess I fled anxiously before the production - accompanied by a hypothesis.

Anyway, what we should care about here is still regular. Those who have done well, too.

(In particular, this…)

Greefoot Martyhawk.

Badalye Becker.

The former, Greefoot, had been certified as the last shooting down king, and was supposedly competing for the championship to the end with Levin Rayfield, the West's 'Penta', who decorated the victory.

"I was aiming for Mr. Duane's absence because of this, but I'm sad that we're going to be fighting with 'Penta'. I want to win the next one," he leaves a comment.

And here's Levin's comment that actually confronted him.

"I was a terrible user of ice technology. Literally, my spine froze."

The knights of neighboring countries mean that Belgrette is also close to Levine. It can be described as a humble word like him. But.

... to 'Penta', even though he was thirteen at the time - a man who would tell that Levine to go so far. This time in Duen's absence, it should be extremely likely that he will join us.

The latter Badalje is a devout believer in the Jed Metiu Divine Church. Wake up in the morning and pray, pray before meals, pray when you go out, pray before you go to bed - and one of the faithful who dedicates his deep faith.

Speaking of which, it sounds good. But the problem was the name of the organization Badaluye belonged to.

(…, "Il Ish" …)

Jed Metiu Divine Church with branches throughout and more than 400,000 followers. One of them, a certain sectarian name, is viewed especially more heretically among a number of religious factions.

If you put it in a nutshell - fanatics. For faith is a group that even throws out their own lives. Those who do not even skip their own raw. It will not be necessary to explain what is going on with others. It was an extremely dangerous party.

Troublesome, there are also many powerful and powerful people. Because of his blind faith, he believes and polishes the Divine Chant Oracle more than anyone else, and as a result, a good magician is born.

This badalué is also said to be a regular part of the heavenly banquet. It says he's in it to spread the faith, etc... but anyway, he must be someone to watch out for.

And.

Enrocak. Dino. Magician "Maygas". In addition to Digos, several others will also compete from the "Thirteen Martial Family," he said. At the moment, however, the highest number of participants is already expected. Some strong men will not see it yet.

(This is already...)

It's not "hit times" in Duen's absence, etc. It is setting the stage for a fierce and fierce battle in which the mighty shred.

By the way, I also looked into Enlocac. It was Belgrette, but I couldn't find any material like that. Unnaturally.

But a being who does that duen and makes you say 'dark parts of the country'. It must be something heterogeneous, with circumstances that cannot be tabulated.

I also asked Gonder because there seemed to be no doubt that he was a refeit person, but he didn't realize it. By the way, his father, who happened to be listening, "sounds familiar..." tilted his neck, but didn't come to recall.

In the first place, someone with the same name might be there. If I could at least know that man's full name, I might have gotten some information... some people don't have a last name due to birth circumstances, others are thrown away or stripped under various circumstances.

The name Enrokak alone may not give us any more information. Should I have asked Diegos while I was in the castle?

The only certainty at the moment is that - it is an undisputed and powerful enemy.

(Lugo......)

How much, though he is, will we win this struggle through? He is confident, but he also seems to dare behave that way.

I'm just anxious.

"Ah."

The bulk and a few pieces of material slipped off my desk. Pay the dust to pick it up.

……

One of them caught my eye. It is not a material for the Heavenly Bombardment Feast. Looks like a daily newspaper. I guess I was getting mixed up from the beginning.

…………

Belgrette opens her eyes with a light icy "Ice Blue".

It was a daily newspaper that reported the damage caused by resentful demons. The date was autumn six years ago. The paper is dull and faded.

but that didn't bother me.

I am blinded by its content.

It was an article about the destruction of one mountain village in Lefe due to a grudge demon called "The Black Ghost with the Sword". The identity of the ghost is Predilecke. He is a horrible monster with an alias of Reaper than his ex, but that individual has two very different characteristics.

One is to be a marine eye. And the other thing is that the sword is piercing the top of your right arm. The blade is integrated with the sickle without falling off, sarcastically it is said to be wielded as a more vicious weapon.

…………

Predilecke and this country, the Lefe Witchcraft Kingdom. Those two ties remind me of my brother, whose death was in response to whether or not for Belgrette.

That monster is originally a resentful demon with a small number of individuals...

(... no way, huh)

You would think too much. I don't know, I get zero sigh.

(... brother...,)

A long time has passed since then. Exactly, I'm not going to be dragging you anymore.... No, it should.

Still often. I thought of myself as a cut off brother for a knight, and the girl immersed herself in the sentiments of nostalgia.