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

"How long?"

It was a dry, tall voice that broke in between the confronting two.

"How long... I mean, hey, in a fighting cocksucker... are we dairying each other? Put me away..."

Lifeguard and Enrokaku look at each other at the same time.

Ahead of that gaze - Barbadorf, speaking out, was shaking his shoulders with his uncertain eyes.

"... you're in the way. It's ugly when you look at broken chickens. Do you want to clean up first?"

Whimpering with a cold heavy bass, Enrokaku turns his palm to the magician Maygus. The drift shield did not interfere, but was quietly observing the condition.

Earlier returns of interest. I intend to aim for Enrokak right after I set him up in Barbados, from the side.

- But.

The giant, aiming at the dying magician Maygas, stiffened himself as if time had stopped.

………………

I open my thin, yellow white eyes to the limit, with a face that sees incredible things.

"Ahhh? What's up, black pig...... Are you gonna shoot me? Shoot me... ora."

Barbadorf advances as he flutters his body as he drips blood down his nose. Coming this way. It reminds me of a zombie, in an irresistible foothold.

If Enrokak releases a blow, he will definitely fall.

But.

"And, meh..., are you insane...?

Leaking out of the mouth of a black giant is a low stunned groan.

…… What...?

It was an incredible sight if I tried to protect her.

Enrokak, who was so tactful, is undoubtedly upset. Instead of launching an attack on the fluttering Barbados, he is lagging behind with a glance.

(... what... what?

The apparent consternation of a lawless giant, who hasn't even shown himself against stray protection in previous battles. Approaching Barbados, descending Enrokak.

"Chi......!

As Enrokak struck his tongue, a strong wind broke out. But that's not an offensive technique to defeat an enemy.

"Ku......!

The moment the drifting shelter sheltered his face in the violent wind that broke out nearby,

"You're a cold copycat...!

Just leave that word alone.

By the time the wind subsided, it was gone. A man named Enrokaku himself.

……

The sound of scattering the branches of the turbulent trees turns away even while the drifting shield is stunned.

Definitely.

That Enrokaku was leaving the scene at first sight, no matter what.

"Is...?

If you try to protect it, it doesn't make sense.

Suddenly Enrokak escaped. That monstrous man. Why, so suddenly?

Without understanding following, the deafening laughter woods into the river plains.

"Hihaha! Dassey, hey! You black piggy bastard, you ran away with your ass!? Ha ha ha ha... Hiha, Hihi...!

Barbadorf laughing ridiculously, but the person is on one knee in bitterness. It was stirred up by the wind of Enrokaku, and it was disfiguring. Now, I can't stand up as I am. So much depletion. Press to fall, dying state. Even ordinary people who can no longer use the Divine Chant "Oracle" will win.

Before such an opponent, that Enrokaku escaped instead of stabbing a stop -?

"Hey, it's Ariu Milugo... Temei... no? Running away... don't you? Black pig, no wonder..."

…………

This situation.

Enrokak fled, one-on-one with Barbados, who is still likely to fall. It's like winning or losing. I don't even have to think about what to do.

- It should be.

"Ola, come... Ali, Umi... Lugo. Temei... yesterday, the woman you took, she was in the mirror... you're looking at it, right? Good toko, don't show me... okay? Hihi."

…………

That stale provocation, which is also breathing out constantly, is like...

(This guy... is trying to keep me here...?

Why didn't Enrocak stab Barbados with a stop?

No, it's not.

I didn't stab you. Couldn't you have stabbed him?

――――――

Second, a story I heard from Belgrette before comes back to my brain. It is about the characteristics of a group called the magician Maygas.

In parts of the far south, those who are confident in power have put in the meaning of "I am better than the chanter Mage" and have named me the magician Magus for the purpose of differentiating.

Must be its complacency, troublesome people dealing with the powerful Divine Chant "Oracle". Notably, its' ferocity '. If you don't have any forgiveness for women and children, and you realize defeat, even if you planted the Divine Chant bomb Oracle Bomb on yourself, you aim to strike a match.

I planted the Oracle Bomb, the Divine Chant bomb.

Faster than thoughts come together.

Liquid shield rushed out at all costs. Turn your back on Barbados, at a glance. Just like Enrokak earlier.

"Ooh!? You cowardly monster! Hihahahahaha!"

I get cursed on my back and still run for shelter. It doesn't matter, it's faster than you can come to a conclusion in your head, off this spot -

- He always runs away from me.

No women, no children, no black pigs, no Ariu Milugo.

Yes, because I'm strong. No one is hostile and escapes like no other. Same with him. 'That woman' should be the same. If you put me in front of you now...

"... ah"

- The face of a woman I never remembered before, somehow now in this phase, finally came to light.

Originally, the thinner and more beautiful the sigh, the smaller face. Cherry lips. High and tidy nose beams. And...

There are two holes that remind me of the abyss of darkness, dressed in places where both eyes should be.

She was a blind woman.

A black hole with a pompous opening to discredit the poor face. The look is like Pauline Doyle, an expensive ceramic doll who forgot to fit her eyeballs in. Reminds me of a distorted, beautiful doll, and yet so horrible, some distant woman.

A woman with no such eyes did, however, turn her 'gaze' and ask.

"Yours, Father?

Totally remembered.

"Ahi... Hihi..."

The reason I've forgotten so far is extremely simple.

Fear. That emotion we are removing from the soldiers of the demon warrior Maygus. As a private soldier - that emotion that has remained ironically for me when I grew up without being mentally rehabilitated.

Poor looks are backbellies. A woman with a darkness like the underworld stuck in her face was terrible. So much so that memories refuse and seal them deep that they cannot be easily dug up.

I couldn't wait to be scared, so I comforted myself. I comforted myself by wrapping the same black as that orbital darkness and terrorizing others. By ravaging the blonde, I had the illusion that I stood over that woman.

And it's also the flip of giving up.

I didn't feel like enemies to that unusual woman, so I desperately kept my worth by disparaging others. I can't get my hands or feet on a brunette boy and a windy giant, so I'm going to have an advantage until I 'imitate like this'...

Run.

From that woman, from those two, to escape with the intention of winning...

"Chi, but... no. No, no, no, no...! I'm the strongest..."

"Who... you...?

"Hehe. Bad mouth, kid. I, Eli - '

Until that very last moment, I even twisted my emotions and stayed fake.

A man named Barbadorf was wrapped in a dazzling flash that burst from the inside of himself.

An explosion shook the ground, screaming from the audience.

It's not just the sound. The moment Barbadorf's figure was engulfed in white light, the black water mirror that was telling them about their war situation stopped showing anything. At the same time, the forest spreads before everyone - black smoke rises from the corner of "The Garden of the Infinity".

"Ko, what is this!? What the hell!? Looks like there's been a big explosion. '

'Huh. Crazy to take... break me a mirror. Whoa...!

Even the transcendental Zeilin was forced to have a drawn grin.

"There is no reason for us to know what was driving Mr. -"

Turning a narrow eye to the part where the names of the participants are displayed, Duen concludes pale.

"The struggle of the triplets... is it over first, something like that?"

"Ah......!

Scenomea hacks. I guess I was confused by the explosion noise and missed it. I proclaimed hastily.

'Shedding...! 068, Barbadorf is shedding here...!

Belgrette is distracted and stares into the scene's missing blackwater mirror.

Only that corner, which reflected the condition of the drift guards, was as dark as it had been anointed.

The state of things elsewhere and the pattern of Gonder struggling with one of the demon fighters, Maygas, are still being shown the same. As Zeilin said, the mirror that captured the drift guards was damaged.

……

Belgrette herself, to be honest, was half-hearted. No matter how the magician Maygus had a crazy thought, he couldn't have really...

"Hmm..., what is suicide bombing? How did you get so far... I don't think I understand."

The gentleman in the neighbor's seat presses his head against his head. I think I'm blinded by the flash.

Five years ago. Maygas and others, the demonic martial artist who perpetrated the terror in King Raindeer's capital, were as if they embodied the word 'evil' according to the corresponding Dean of Nastudio.

If you see no enemy, that thought you don't even hate to compete with. In fact, this is how I saw it, and it's still too dangerous, Belgrette said, cooling her liver.

(…, but)

At the same time, I feel relieved.

With the current explosion, look at the name of Lugo Aliumi, who keeps lighting up.

The scene projected in the mirror shifted, and also reflected the surprised governor and Sakuragiri, who blued his face.

(Saeri......)

Her feelings were painfully understandable. Belgrette already feels surprised and tired. Even now, I don't think I can do it anymore.

He said the world was terribly calm with Liu Shi and Sakuragiri. This chain of struggles must be shocking to her.

(... it's okay, Saeri)

Still, Belgrette thinks. Believe.

Still shining, the letters of Lugo Aliumi. And Enrocak letters.

The next time you both see Mami, I'm sure...