As if I had reunited with a nostalgic old friend - not a mistake in a way - the drifting shield steps over the grass leaves and walks over to you.
The big man against has also deepened his invincible grin, "Ni......"
"Digos...... I knew you were staying"
Very naturally, she said, "I knew it."
"You can't say that the Lord is... Definitely because I thought it would stay."
"That's all......"
Thus relative nearby, I realize it for the first time. Digos was scratched. Thousands of torn ethnic costumes, red stains seeping through there. Dirty faces in mud and blood traces. I am aware that Lifeguard herself is worn out, and if I fell in now, I would feel comfortable sleeping sawdust, but this giant also suffered a great deal of wounds.
"Um... do you want to fight?
Lifeguard was scratching his cheeks polypoly, throwing a slightly dumb question to crush each other.
"Well... I can't go back either. Let me try."
Question as if you even invited them for lunch and the other person responded to it.
Still, often - don't set me up, but face each other silently.
"... Could it be, Digos"
The boy speaks to a giant man who smiles invincibly rather than standing.
"For Sakuragiri...?
I'm not asking you why you're competing. Until I was so worn out, I was asking why I was still winning.
"Of course."
Not to make fun of it, but the giant affirms.
I wasn't sure what Digos thought of Sakura Branchi until now, but now I know clearly. There's no way I'm going to scrape myself up and fight this far for someone I don't have any feelings for.
A little, horrible. Obviously, it was Sakuragiri who liked Digos, but Digos did the same thing again.
And you're an adult, the adolescent boy thought.
I'm sure if I were you, I'd be fighting for a girl who gives me thoughts - and so on, because I was going to get mucky and deny it.
…………
And. I didn't think of drifting protection, I was distracting myself from this giant.
Why I participated in this martial arts festival. The purpose you are trying to accomplish. There, saving Sakuragiri is not included. They're at least after her. Defeat Enrokaku. I'm only going to be able to do that for a while. For one thing, there will be no more threats aimed at Sakuragiri, but I don't know when she will be in danger again.... Not that I don't have an idea, but honestly, it's too impractical.
"It's not what the Lord cares about"
You sensed the mood, Digos whines low.
"The Lord wants to save the belly of the woman who traveled with him."
"... oh"
To help Myol, who was attacked and seriously injured by the demon warrior Maygas. To acquire huge treatment costs and demand doctor arrangements.
So Digos said something he didn't even think about.
"The cost of treating that girl, and the doctor's arrangements, let's do our best here. So, what if I told you to give me the victory?
"Huh... Huh!?
Exactly. The drift protection confused me. Because I never thought this giant would bring such a suggestion to my face.
"No, but... I can't lose and mud the Raindeer sign..."
"F, I'm kidding. Yeah, don't look sorry."
"No... was that such a joking character, Dr. Digos..."
A joke, maybe. But. It should be a popped line because you have the temper to win. The thought is never a 'joke' or anything like that. Like the stray shield that "give up the win" to Dino, the enemy in distress.
"Have you run into Dino?
The name pops out of the mouth of a giant man, as if he had foreseen it.
"... you knew he was out. Well, for once. It's just that you're not the easiest person to beat. I probably didn't want to wear it out after midday, so I let him get away with it."
"Hey, I ran away."
"Ha... it was critical though"
"Then... I'm pretty sure he'll still have it. Based on the status of" Launch Fire ", the remaining number is less than fifteen? The Lord and Dino that remain in it... it's a difficult story."
……
In what I said, I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable with the drift protection. To help Sakuragiri eliminate the imperative, because the name of that foe in distress didn't come up.
"No, um... first and foremost, you have to take Enrokak down"
"Knocked him down"
"Huh?"
"If Enrokaku... I defeated him"
――――
The boy was stunned.
"At least... on the terms of the martial arts festival. His ring came off and he became a loser. The white guys took him out, but I hope we get the escort done."
"... Ha"
Digos defeated Enrokak. That's what I heard - somewhere in my drifting mind, I also heard "I knew it".
I wasn't sure. But there was always a faint suspicion.
This man named Digos Akelone.
Actually, I thought you might be very strong.
That day I first met Sakuragiri. At the Royal Castle training ground, when I stood with Digos. Digos was one hand behind, poking precisely at the space where he was sheltered until just before. It was deliberately removed and acted like it was being avoided. Without even being enlightened by the Royal Palace Knight Taru Bellette or Sakuragiri, an experienced martial artist.
If you think about it now. Digos had returned almost intact to only one person during that war play with the Redrack family.
This man - while enrolled in Midir College for over a year - continues to hide as much of his strength as perfectly.
I was just trying to fake myself, and there's something going on. What you have done, how you behave, and if it is martial arts, it will be even worse. If you don't understand that around you at all, how much skill do you have...
"As much as I could, it was a policy to avoid combat. I just got in touch with that monster. It's not like this."
I look down at my worn out body and laugh so mockingly.
"... but it's not over yet. No... this is the real deal, huh?"
The air is degenerating.
"I'm sorry, Aliumi. Let me win. Let me win."
……
Is that an illusion? "Ni......" that invincible grin I was used to seeing looked bigger - I felt it.
"... Mm"
Feeling the sway of the grass, the white clothes turned their feet towards you.
Enlocak that he's on a rampage, or are there fewer participants left? Either way, you should check it out.
If you are a participant, there is nothing wrong with you, but if you are Enrokak, your life is at stake. The man in white carefully lowered himself so that his opponent could not understand him, and walked toward you.
"- What?"
Unexpectedly, everything in my mind blew up.
There are white clothes that should be equipped with the spirit and flesh of iron to handle any situation. I witnessed 'it', just stunned and stiff.
I didn't think of it. So maybe it is.
Why is this situation being created? Why is someone like this here? Roughly, I can't think of any reason to pull any knowledge out of my brain.
I would have stood up for plenty of ten seconds or so.
Inevitably, though, I looked around at 'it' - and I looked at it.
"... ugh!
Receive the gaze of a needle-like ship's eye and unwittingly sit down.
Somewhere in my head I heard a voice. No use. Run. What are we gonna do, run away? Assuming you get away with it, what do you do with 'this'? What happens to the heavenly banquet? No, not quite. Why is this happening? Why, why, why...
The iron spirit had no longer collapsed and thought had become uncertain.
What reached my ear was the wind-cut noise up to the tremendous wind. What I saw in my eyes was something black and sumptuous. The wind pressure that came late and the impact I feel on my neck...
A dazzling light reflected.
It's - a little black water mirror that popped out of the nose of a white garment that blew away while separating the neck and torso with tremendous momentum.
Far above, the heavenly light that plunged from the gaps of the leaves that spread like a roof, reflected brilliantly in the mirror.
Boom, and a black residue.
That flash shattered the mirror that was dancing through the universe. As a result, fine fragments are disturbed in the light. It was a beautiful sight in a way, but he seemed to find it unpleasant.
I yelled.
Kien - and tremble the atmosphere, the metallic aftermath. Approximately the tone of the creature's voice, like a giant sword and a slap of a sword together.
The roar.
It was too much to attract the attention of the remaining warriors everywhere in the woods.
……
Far above the ground - on branches of giant trees covered in green moss that are likely to exceed 500 years old.
Both the flames and thunder, which were facing each other and peering into each other's gaps, look surprised, as shown.
"What? The sound of it now."
Dino dropped his gaze to the ground and looked around.
……
Duane shut up and let's see what he thinks.
"............ no way, dude..."
Is there a verse that comes to mind, or is it pompous and zero?
"It's possible... as a management committee member, I'll have to check it just in case. I'm sorry, Dino, but now it's time for you to excuse me."
Without waiting for a reply, Duen leaps into space lightly.
"Hmm."
He roared scratching his head and Dino followed.
Maggie, the chanter of flames and thunder, goes as he crosses the branches from the branches. His appearance was lighter than that of the monkeys who lived on the trees.
"It sounded like dodeceit metal, but it wasn't. Voice."
"Probably. By the way, you don't have to come."
"Let me go and jump out!" Funny how Cotto waits for you. - I thought so. I don't want to take this off. "
"I don't know if I regret it. Unless you're overwhelmed...... I know the Lord of that voice"
"Hmm. How many mons?
"He's..."
The sound of scratching the blackboard. It's an unpleasant sound that resonates in the core of my body, like I amplified that one many times... and the driftshield was frowning unexpectedly.
Apparently, it was coming from the back of the woods.
"What, now...?
It was precisely moments like when the battle with Digos began or not, which made me feel somewhat watered down.
Turning to the confronting giant,
"... Digos?
The three Akelone men at the time stared between the trees with a pressing look.
"... No way, of..."
and stared at the woods for a while.
"Sorry, Aliumi. I'll tell you what... let me keep this fight for a while."
"Huh?"
That's all I'm left to say, Digos starts walking early enough. The leg is about to go to the back of the woods, naturally.
"Hey, wait a minute. You're going where you just made the noise? What the fuck?
Liquid protection also rushes to follow.
"... that's... not a sound. Voice."
"Ko, voice? Is that it?"
"Oh. Perhaps, potatoes. Ladail... matches the traits my second brother said"
"What do you mean?
As for drift protection, all of a sudden, I don't know why anymore. Digos spins his words carefully, with a pressing expression.
"I think about it... I hope not. Well, that's definitely not true. He's..."
The wreckage of a crushed cup rolls over the tidy lawn.
"No... no, no, no, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait."
Ladale Akelone was scratching his head and pointing a frightened look at the black forest - the 'garden of the poles'.
Because of the distance, it was not heard directly from the woods. but it sounded from the black water mirror beside the store I was looking at, its metal sound - no, voice.
"Hey, what? The sound of it now......"
"I'm surprised... my ear hurts"
The voices of the audience lined up at the store were felt somewhere dreamy. If 'that', which shook everyone's ears, were what LaDale imagined it would be, it would turn into an extraordinary nightmare.
(No, here it is..., 'The Garden of the Infinite', here it is... Definitely not possible...... but)
If you think about a situation or a place, it's absolutely impossible. That can't happen.
But I did hear that roar. From the woods.
(No, wait. Yeah hey......, mirror......)
Earlier. Blackwater mirrors installed in the woods were destroyed by someone and Zeilin was outraged.
(No... the guy, the mirror...)
Faster than I thought, LaDale was running out.
The guests' seats were deflected by the strange metal noise that rang through the mirror.
It sounded more tender because it echoed from multiple mirrors at the same time.
'Yes, the sound now... what was it...?
'Ugh... what the hell. It sounds too loud for weapons and techniques to bump into each other. Let's go after him. "
The sound picked up by a black water mirror in the woods - it seems to rely on its strength and direction to determine its source. Zeilin begins to concentrate his consciousness.
……
Kon, and.
From Belgrette's hand, the water bottle slipped off. Next door to the right - rolling under the seat where the sitter is gone.
I even forgot to pick it up, and the girl knight was stunned.
(... you know, the sound...)
There is.
Sounds familiar.
What was it? Where did you hear that?
A very ominous, instinctively critical, deafening growl.
(... roaring, growling?
- Now, why. Did you think so?
"Wow, wow! Duh, who is it!?
If I looked in the mirror at the hurried Scenomea voice, there was just one man rushing into the commentary seat. Beautiful young man with a neat face, characterised by short, honeyed hair. Belgrette was also a known person.
"What is it, ladyle boy? We're not in the middle of a" reflection. "
"Excuse me. But it's not the other way around, sister Zeilin. You said the mirror broke earlier. Any other mirrors nearby? How many are there?
"Maybe three or four."
Can you see it?
"Wait a minute......, hmm? They're gonna crack another one! Absolutely not!
'I guess you don't like mirrors. The first broken mirror and the last broken mirror. Is there a mirror on that extension?
"Naruto. Belly to get ahead and capture the bad guy '
During one exchange after another, Scenomea hastily pinched her mouth.
'Or I'm curious about people breaking mirrors... the awesome metal noise earlier? I'm also curious.'
LaDale narrows his eyes and turns a superb smile.
"Mr. Scenomea, you were. Good day, voice rep. Must be a beautiful voice, a beautiful woman... If it's okay, we can have dinner together next time."
"Hih!? No, you know, the...!
'Ha. Shall we continue after we get through this phase?... Probably the same guy. The guy who broke the mirror and the guy who raised the gold cut earlier.'
"Gold cut...... voice? Uh... someone's voice, what is it? Was that earlier?
You'll find out soon enough.
The scene switches, reflecting a depressed corner of the forest. The beast path is slightly wider than elsewhere, and if someone comes along, you'll soon find out.
'Whoa, nice. Sister Zeilin, keep reflecting here for a while. If this... you should see it'
To the side of Ladail's face, who shrugged so, the ripples of communication spread.
"Yes, yes."
"It's LaDale. Lord, what are you doing?
It was the servant voice of the governor that resounded.
The valve is probably the best. The audience is bewildered by Ladail's sudden intrusion.... From the end of the spectrum, the yellow voice of a woman also seems to be rising.
"Whoa, governor. Excuse me. '
Ladeil circles his neck and looks up at the royal spectator's seat, which stands somewhat apart. but because of the distance and height, the gaze of both sides does not meet immediately. You can't even see the look on your face.
"Earlier sounds... so is the mirror thing, Lord... do you know anything"
'It's just a prediction, though. That's not too clapping, either, and it's a prediction that no one would believe from what I've explained. I was wondering if this would be quicker for you to see than to explain. You should go this way later. You should show up.... He did.'
What did he say?
"Yeah, he is."
30,000 people. The governor, Kayer. Sakuragiri next door. The nobles, including the Thirteen Martial Family. The face of the commentary seat. Belgrette - nailed it, staring into the blackwater mirror. There's no such thing as a philosophy, a forest landscape. Drink your spit and wait for someone to show up there.
Would it have been a few minutes in time?
A dim forest view - halfway along the stretching beast path, 'it' appeared.
"- - Huh?"
Is it your voice that leaked, or someone sitting nearby? Either way, that mood must have been the same thing.
- It was huge, Kamakiri.
He is less than about four miles long. Far greater than a man, his body is black when it comes to darkness. Streamlinearly and sharply angularly developed, overly aggressive body. This would be the case if it took the form of a murder weapon, such a prick as to make you think. Overall, it had a hard metallic gloss, still more like a statue built of obsidian.
Never, however, can it be like a production.
As a testament to that, it does work. The four long legs of the iron rod are clasped, and the warm shards are not felt - the right eye is circled around. Ship's eye. Left eye, it seemed crushed. The folded sickle is big enough to likely drag it to the ground.
There's a giant creature walking through the woods like all I can think of is a joke -.
Common name, Reaper.
The classification laid down by the 'Grievance Demon Complementary' is Category A.
The identification name is Predilecke.
An authentic monster, not a metaphor, was appearing in this place where people and people were supposed to compete for hegemony.
Shivering guest seats, 30,000 people.
The nobles, who were watching the mirror in the royal gallery,
"... what, what... then?............... that, ha"
"Huh...? What, is that...? Kama, Kiri......?
headed by the governor and Sakuragiri, stiffened by expressions such as not knowing what was going on,
'I'm going to take off my underwear predictions for women... You know, I don't know, I don't know. I don't know what to expect.
Ladeil distorted his flanking face from a light mouth to his back,
'Um... that... resentment demon, right...?
Scenomea did not ask anyone, but sneered at the words,
"Stupid, huh..., Predilecke and...? No way! No way!
Zeilin, the transcendent, rises as he taps his desk.
'Such a thing...... how!? When!? Scratch my eyes and go into the woods... do you want me to say that I entered this "garden of infinity"!? Stupid, impossible!
It was an unusual Zeilin mess, but it wasn't impossible.
Located in the western part of the capital, Byakrak, this forest, The Garden of the Infinite. It is a dim forest with a depressing atmosphere, but this is the inside of the wall. I mean, technically, it's 'in the city'.
What's more, this' garden of the infinite 'is a holy place of fingerprints among the refeits. The species of dangerous organisms are not inhabited and a strict security system is laid from day to day. In principle, it is forbidden to enter, and there is no room for resentful demons to get lost with one of the wild cats.
People only get access to large-scale cleaning twice a year and before and after martial arts festivals - only in their preparation and clean-up work. It also takes place in the presence of a large number of nobles and the 'Millennium Parliament'.
It was more unlikely than a cockroach crawling out into a dust-free royal room, such as the appearance of a grudge demon in such a tightly controlled sanctuary.
Naturally, there is not one example of a resentful demon appearing in The Garden of the Infinite, retrospective past history.
- In time.
'Impossible... where the hell did this guy spring from!?
Black Forest, which is now under surveillance by Zeilin and Blackwater Mirrors, even though we cannot foresee its full content directly due to the powerful spiritual field.
The heavenly banquet has also already been four and a half hours since its beginning. For so long, it is hard to believe that such a monster could not be found at all and kept lurking.
That would be none of them, such as the possibility that they have strayed from somewhere during the martial arts festival. This forest is surrounded by 30,000 spectators.
Although Predilecke is equipped with wings, he cannot fly in the sky. Of course, they are smaller than the resentful demons of the same rank, but preferably several times more than humans have a certain body. You can't go into the woods without anyone's attention.
It's unlikely he was lurking from the beginning, or he could have gotten in from somewhere. But the monster, it definitely exists there.
Since when on earth? From where.
That's how everyone recognized it and was slammed into a whirlpool of confusion.
"Big............ right......"
I guess I no longer knew what to mention. Scenomea stares at the grudging demon across the mirror as a pompous word.
'That's a dialogue I'd love to be told when we're alone in the bedroom. Whatever that is, it's a big fact. Predilecke is usually about two miles long... and he's about four miles long. Roughly double.'
'Oh, really? And, uh... right arm, can I say? What the hell is that...?
That and the fact that the moving monster came to the mirror revealed it.
Two giant sickles, equipped with that resentful demon that resembles Kamakiri badly. On one side of it - on the right sickle, a single long sword was pierced. Fine skinny sword with good design.
'I don't know when or who stuck it out... but that's already completely integrated with the sickle. His right arm is turning into a more vicious two-blade. The owner of the sword won't want to do it. "
'Sword... I remember hearing rumors. No way, he did.'
If Zeilin flicks his eyebrows, LaDale nods, "Yes."
'I wonder if any of our customers know about their names. He's commonly known as the Black Ghost with the Sword. For over a decade, the most powerful, worst resentful monster in the Lefe has been called. "
………………
Belgrette had even given up her thoughts and was just gazing. In the mirror. Suddenly appeared, in a black weird. To be precise, on its right arm.
Two pitch-black sickles that draw a staggering and vicious curve. On its right, piercing the tip of the sickle, a long sword.
As if to show that the struggle was a long time ago event. The sword body is stained with the same pitch-black color as the resentful demon's body, but stands without decay. Regardless of the fact that the sword was a commodity, it also seemed to be a sign that the owner's heart had not broken to the end.
Delicately applied, not too flashy and elegant design. Thin and tough, that sword body. It looks terribly familiar to a girl named Belgrette, that sword. You can tell from afar that the distinctive sword...
A family visit at a young age, this country called Lefe.
A monster called Predilecke, encountered in a forest.
The figure of a brave knight who stood alone to let his family escape.
"……………………………………………"
Standing on the monster's right arm. That's for sure.
My brother used it a lot, it was a sword.