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

…………

In retrospect of the various struggles so far, Belgrette conceives with a frown root.

'Penta' of the causal flames, Dino Gailroen. Until now that trait has been riddled with mystery, Enrokak.

After all, the strength of these two names is jumping through.

Needless to say, Dino's power. Now I don't even have to think about it again.

On the other hand, Duen explained about Enrokaku earlier that he was a family man of swords, famous for his "Thirteen Martial Family" face. There's a point to that strength, too, something like that.

And regardless, those two aren't the only threats. There were a few rehearsals, and maybe some hidden fiends.

I don't know how many times I've thought about it already. But many times I think.

I wondered how we could win this struggle, albeit with drift protection.

It was Bergrette looking in the mirror vaguely with that in mind.

I look at the next person projected - exactly that face I was thinking of and I open my eyes. Just because he was shown, he was getting a faint cheer from the guest seat as well.

'Whoa, I'm out! An unscrupulous male adorned with a shocking first blow! I'm Lugo Aliumi! Without using witchcraft so far, we only win with that martial arts! Impressed by that dedication, there also seems to be a voice of praise coming from the audience'

The ancient hero Geisserius, who never dealt with the divine chant Oracle in his lifetime. The way his faith fought without technique, either because of a particularly serious national pattern, seemed to impress the audience of the refeit generally well.

Looking down from an overlooking perspective is the appearance of such a boy walking carefully through the woods. Watching that 'reflection' or Scenomea wonderfully questions it.

'But... why doesn't Lugo try to use witchcraft at all? Hard work, you don't even show the bare gestures you use, do you? At first, I thought he might be a user of physical enhancement... but I was surprised he threw a stone at it against the technique from a distance.'

'I guess I can't use it, not not not use it'

To the words of Duen, who responded instantly, Belgrette was so dodgy that he was likely to jump up.

'Few people, even those who make combat their business, can never handle useful assault techniques. This is all because the genius of birth greatly affects you. In those cases, we make up for what's missing by polishing other abilities.'

'I see. In the case of Lugo, he said it was martial arts'

That's what I mean, Belgrette strokes her chest down. Naturally. There's no way Duane would have known, such as that Lifeguard 'can't use' the Divine Chant "Oracle" in the sense it is.

"Mr. 's attitude of not relying on God's merciful witchcraft will certainly elicit the empathy of everyone in this country.... but '

With a warm voice-color, Duen affirms.

"Man, without witchcraft... too brittle, sadly weak"

Because of his weakness, God pitied man and gave him a weapon called witchcraft - the Divine Chant "Oracle". Because of his weakness, he admires Geisserius, who is strong without such a 'weapon'.

'The fact that we have won so far without any technique is, to be honest, astonishing. - but "

Sometimes it was hard to tell from a distance, but Belgrette finally noticed after watching too.

Carefully foresting drifting shelter, but only a slow walk. The footprint is just a little heavy. It's not just about being vigilant around you and not moving on. I am definitely exhausted, albeit to such an extent that I would not have noticed if I had not paid attention.

The clothes are rubbed off by the way, and the short dark hair and cheeks are dirty in the sand. I suppose it was due to the heat, but from time to time I wiped the sweat off my forehead, I was breathing heavily.

Bergrette's last glimpse of the exodus was still intact, to the point of repelling the magician "Maygas" Hyonupapio and several participants. Have you fought repeatedly in blind spots since then?

"Strike enemies from the front with hand-to-hand fists. It's clear as a viewing side, and it will certainly be exciting. But then I can't hold my breath '

Such an indication of the undefeated champion must be correct.

……

Belgrette bites her lips unknowingly.

But that's all I have.

If you can't use the technique, the earth doesn't make sense. I want to clear Myol's carelessness and defeat the Demon Martial Artist, Maygas.

There is no other option for such a current-protection than to proceed from the front in a foolish manner.

But nothing is limited to this heavenly banquet. Ever since we met, that's how he fought and kept winning. Even this time, I'm sure...

"Oh my goodness!?

Fished by the voice of Scenomea, Belgrette looks into the mirror.

Landscape overlooking from elevated overlooks.

Where the drift protection is headed - at a distance of less than fifty miles? From between trees, there are three hidden shadows.

"To the whereabouts of Lugo... this is the magician Maygus! Three magicians, Maygas, dressed in a black cloak, are crossing the beast path! Seems we haven't noticed each other yet...... if we keep going we'll definitely bump into each other! Right, Mr. Duane!?

"Yes. Mr. Lugo seems unfamiliar with these encounters... and the magician Maygus and others will notice first and take the lead."

'This is a Lugo player pinch, a pinch! There are three opponents, plus the magician Maygus! It's reckless to bump right from the front! Do you manage to outdo it!? Or do you fight as resolutely and scattered as ever!?

That's decided, Belgrette snorted and fisted.

Just fight as resolutely and win as ever.

The bush ahead swayed.

- and the moment Lifeguard recognized it, the black remnants popped up.

"Kea!"

Yeah, and the echoes that amplify the bee's feathers multiple times make the atmosphere tremble. When I quickly lowered in the backstep, the gust crushed the position where the drift shield was located until just before. The dust falls, and the ground that gives me dirt makes a dull noise and sinks.

"Oh!? I avoided you, you kid!?

"Don't be shunned, Dasseye!

A black shadow popped out of his left without getting into his hair and wrapped his palm toward the shield. Jump to the side, and now the space I was in exploded.

"Well, I got it!

The shadow, which appeared through the bushes from the front while the blast's aftermath didn't disappear, shot out an ice shell in the face of drifting protection. If you shake your head, the sore wind pressure will pass rampantly across your cheeks.

"Ooh ho! Sugar Gay, you're avoiding it all, you bastard!

"Oh, yeah. Winner Nashi? This?

"Ma, it's not good. Honestly, I don't have any money either, but I'm rather relieved that you guys are avoided."

Each of the men in black shall behave like a threesome. It seemed like they were betting and competing on gold to see who could finish the drift protection as soon as possible.

"Well, it didn't hurt anybody's ft. In Tokoro...... well, let's just say I'm willing to hunt"

That changes the atmosphere of the men who were light.

The three eyes surrounding the fluid shield had been transformed into a faded colour of alarm when they were relegated to retreat.

Confronting drift protection asks with a terribly pale look and voice.

"... look at that stupid black cape... you guys are the Demon Martial Artist" Maygus "right?

"Ah? Then what? You want me to give you a break?

To that provocation, 'Word' was not returned.

So much cheer that you're going to inadvertently block your ears and the ground sounds generated by everyone stepping on your feet.

But it is a testament to the enormous amount of praise that Arichi Shield has given to the consequences. A loud voice of enthusiasm, played by 30,000 people.

'Holy shit... is this so much!? Lugo Aliumi! No way...... no way'

Everything. It was just a blow. Wind thunderstorms, out of sight - that's exactly what this is about.

The opponent is three demon fighters, Maygus.

One with a right kick swirled from body to body. Swirl again as it is further, stretching out into the air, alone with a flash of left leg at the moment of stagnation. So the last one who finally returned to me tries to respond, but he ends up sinking instantly with his right fist.

To call it battle, it's too lame an instant kill play.

Naturally, the schematic of drifting shelter nestled alone and three men lying on the ground.

The boy's black eyes looking down speak.

This is not a fight. It's a sanction.

……

You already know the strength of drift protection. Still, I'm stunned.

Belgrette remembers what he heard from Edvin one day.

He had previously asked Dr. Locke if he had any effective means - assuming he would confront the exit guard. The Doctor's answer to that was that he had no body or lid.

"Theoretically, you and your shields won't be able to compete from the start."

Even as Belgrette, who once fought a duel with the Protectorate, is a little regrettable - it is certainly a convincing story.

If he cares about it, you can't even give it to him during chanting. They are knocked down in an instant, unable to react to every drop over there. Exactly, like the magicians of today, Maygus.

The only way you can confront that "fistfight" Luckels "boy from the front is with" Penta "who can exercise immense power without chanting, or with enough skill to make time for chanting even before him.

"Huff. i guess i should say that the chanter" mage "kills...... Your daughter's friend."

If I turned my face to the voice from next door, the gentleman in the example was smiling.

"In the concurrent chanter Magee, standing up from the front is itself tantamount to foolishness. If it's a melee, it's overwhelming... no, absolutely. So much force...... I wonder how many workouts you've had at that young age. No, fulfill it, whether it's something you can just work out."

The conspicuous gentleman with brown skin on his dark hair nods as he was impressed from the bottom of his heart.

…………

As for Belgrette, I was a little concerned about how this man was doing.

A smile that doesn't collapse while recognizing so much the power of drift protection. extra time for that. The subordinate in the race - the Chav Dapperv giant that it is - did seem like a powerful user...... I can't even feel the dust on this gentleman in a hurry. Are you absolutely confident?

"This Lugo Aliumi player! I was wondering if it would cause a hell of a whirlwind this time! I'd love to get that feeling too......!

Scenomea, the voice person, is not excited to wake up, but she won't have to. It must be like talking about someone who doesn't use magic beating the three chanters Maggie unilaterally and not even the script of the play being overthrown.

"Due to his stance of not relying on witchcraft, he's also a Lugo player who was showing off in ranged fights... but honestly, his strength in this melee makes me wonder if he's one of the best this time. What do you think, Mr. Duane? '

'... Yep. Apparently, I misjudged his strength, too.'

Even that Duen Akelone, if you realize it, was starting to seep through an intriguing voice.

Remove the pocket watch from the chest while wiping the flowing sweat.

"... ugh"

Two and a half hours from the start of the heavenly banquet.

I was just beginning to feel fatigued when it came to exquisitely physical drift protection compared to the people of this world.

Face out from between the trees and softly gaze at the surroundings. Slow slopes. There is no figure of those who go on the narrowly extending beast path, and the green around them is quietly rocking the branches. The only thing that reaches the flowing ear is the screaming leaf rubbing sound. There is no sign of a battle taking place nearby, and we are likely to forget that we are in the midst of a crushing struggle for survival.

(I knew...... no one would)

The tip is somewhat inclined. Liquid protection was currently just climbing a little hill slope. At the side of the ramp, although not as large, the lake was even spread out. Referring to the map, it is described as a lake in the heart of the "garden of the infinite poles" with an Ethereal "Aubergine". It is quite small in size, but it is said to be the only lake in this forest. If so, I guess this is the place. Although I had heard beforehand with the information that Belgrette had been researching for me in the library, this' garden of the infinite 'seems to have more undulating topography than I thought.

- Well, since when?

The number of encounters with other participants was clearly decreasing. Looks like quite a few people have fallen off.

And in this step, I've finally noticed.

(Hmm......, is it a little off)

This event called Heavenly Banquet. I can't grasp the current situation at all.

How many more are left? Who is left? Naturally, the outside audience will know the status quo by means of a blackwater mirror, but the parties have no idea what's around it.

As a matter of fact, there were materials that could be judged for the remaining number of people. but the drift protection had been missed.

The number of rings you earned yourself. The number of rings the person you defeated had.

We should have lit these up and narrowed down the remaining numbers somewhat. In retrospect, that Tyzen, who was explaining the rules, also said, "The ring serves as an indicator to figure out the number of people left" and so on.

However, in the case of drift protection, the ring was kept in white clothes whenever it was acquired because of scuffling, and I can no longer remember how many people I have defeated so far. Is there something like around fifteen people in a big mess?

I didn't bother to check the other enemy's possessions because it was forbidden to borrow their luggage. At the beginning, I remember seeing the ring stick out of the bag of black crumbs I knocked down, but oh I guess I should have checked the stuff out as one of the info.

Sometimes I was breathing because I would definitely win, and I feel like I neglected the details. I mean, I felt too much without realizing it myself.

I haven't even tried it, but I don't even think it tells me where I asked the number of people left in white clothes.

It was important at the beginning in terms of how to avoid combat and keep your health warm. but whenever I had to walk around on my own feet and look for my enemies - it was turning into a situation.

Though the number of fights has decreased, this current situation has no idea how many people are left.

According to past records, there seemed to be less than a few times when it ended in about three hours.

If you check your pocket watch, it's now about two and a half hours from the start. If so, is it a good time to put on a spar...

sari,.

Dimend your thoughts to the sound of someone but yourself stepping on the grass leaves.

――――

I heard it from the right. Flow protection flies your gaze over you without alarm,

……

As it was, I opened my eyes in amazement.

Is this encounter, therefore, an indication that the end of the heavenly banquet is imminent?

It was one man who showed up.

Slim, skinny body. Red hair honeyed like a burning flame. Rotten, shiny red balled eyes on a fragile face that makes you feel chilled -.

The man is a jerk. With a fun face from the bottom of my heart.

"-Hey. That's an odd encounter, brave Kung."

Dino Gailroen, transcendent of prison flames.

Finally, I met this man.