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

Thirty thousand screams, yells, screams.

Negative sentiment - all of it rolled up and exploded simultaneously.

"Ever...!

Pushed by the waves of people who had fled before us, Belgrette greeted her with a great deal.

The instantly spreading panic knocked the audience into a vortex of confusion. Those who enjoyed the martial arts festival with their liquor in one hand and others are running out without knowing what happened.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Scenomea, the voice officer, was also pushed by people fleeing, interrupting communications.

……

Belgrette moves off the running audience and stares in the direction of the roaring.

That's right.

Sounds familiar, that metallic noisy roar.

That time. When my brother stopped Predilecke, he stayed, and that time when we all ran through the woods - the asthma "Takeshi" that rang from behind me.

Exactly the same.

The roar, and the current situation.

The appearance of the fleeing people overlaps with who they were at the time.

(Wow, but...)

Taking advantage of his brother's death, he sought a knight.

I learned about a grudge demon named Predilecke, learned about the threat, and still couldn't give up and explored the opportunity to win - as a result, I was frustrated.

(Me, ha)

Take for granted the difference in strength between us.

In the first place, the enemy is a monster who could be anywhere in a vast refeit. There's no way to visit relative opportunities or anything more than living as a Raindeer knight - a large part of me thought.

Although.

I'll be there right now. Within reach.

All the culprits. A grudge of sorrow.

And

(I - haha to me...!

The heat has also faded slightly in the evening.

The spacious inn garden echoes the collision of a water sword and an ice shield.

"Huh!... I'm here"

If you notice, a clap shot inched in front of your face. Belgrette sneers at Gacri and announces her loss.

"Ha..., you'll learn, Mr. Gonder"

"Mm-hmm. This is a good experience. As young as you are, I admire you."

Gonder, who wiped his sweat with woven fabric, lowered his head deeply with his hands together.

"No... I'm afraid"

Belgrette also returns the pepper and thanks.

One day I refrained from the heavenly banquet nearby.

The Girl Knight had repeatedly come to mock battles with the two to keep pace with the adjustment between the drift guard and the gonder.

(..., strong...)

Belgrette seeps remorse in her chest as she lowers her back to the bench in the shade of a tree.

As a matter of course, you can't beat Gonder at once. Although in the form of battles, all proficiency is different.

One example of Mia being taken away, a brawl with the Redrack family.

At that time, Gonder was also aware of Bergrette as an enemy to be defeated, but if he had collided, he would have been defeated abruptly.

- And.

"Sher!"

Liquid shield does not shrug the protruding little shield of ice, gently tapping it with his hands and playing it in the direction of the day after tomorrow. That's all Gonder's body leans heavily,

"Oops."

"Gu Bu...!

A dozen punches by right fist, swept up to the flank. Not surprisingly, the Misty Ice Magician turns around and falls apart lightly.

"Ah, yabe. Temporarily thoughtful with the flow...... You gonna be okay?

"And worried... no... Bugu, fu..."

But with his butt sticking out high, Gonder couldn't get his body up.

Not even this inflexible mercenary can touch a finger, a boy named Arisu Current Protection. The night he decided to become a guerrilla, he was a girl knight who exchanged promises to work hard with him, but there is also a silly difference in strength between the two sides.

Maybe it's a mistake to compare, but as a Belgrette looking to be a first-class knight, I feel really anxious. Wouldn't it be left like this? One day, I thought he would grab my love.

"It's not limited to Mr. Gonder... people fighting in this world tend to open their bodies when they set it up. You're overpowering that blow, and you're out of balance. If you hit it and knock it down, that's fine... if you're avoided or empty, you'll be filled with gaps"

"Mm. Master Left... By the way... this world, what?

"Oh, no, uh, it's about the people around here. So, Mr. Gonder will use some kind of shield, and I think he'll turn it if he can get around."

"Mm. Mawashi, uke...?

"Erm..."

That's how the boy explains it as he demonstrates his skills to the Misty Ice Mage.

Girl knights often gaze at the state of the...

"Belle, are you tired?

How much time has passed? If you noticed, at some point the driftshield that stood in the front looked down.

"Oh, yeah... that's not what I'm saying"

"Oops."

The boy sits next to him as he wipes his sweat with textiles.

"That, Lugo. Mr. Gonder said... yeah...?

Belgrette unexpectedly frowned.

corner of the garden.

The Misty Ice Magician, who was supposed to be under the whim of "The Around Receiver," was only polishing the windows with a strange motion of turning his arms wide.

"... uh, Mr. Gonder... what are you doing...? Cleaning? Have you finished your training?

"Hey... I saw a movie a long time ago - you don't know, it's like a play. I have a scene where my master orders me to just wipe the windows and paint the main character who wants me to put on an archery. Actually, the move turned out to be an exercise in receiving moves, and I was hot, but when I told him about it, he said," Mmm, that sounds reasonable, "and he actually started doing it..."

"Hehe. It is."

Maybe it sounds like a serious gonder. And such honesty must be one of the foundations that built his strength.

"... more... Me too, gotta be strong"

If you accidentally squeal while watching the inn shrug that encourages window polishing.

"What is it, Belko, Mr. Serious Mode again? I think you're pretty good, too."

"Again... Lugo doesn't say anything bad about me."

... Honestly, I'm happy with that concern. It warms my heart.

But that doesn't work. You can't stand shoulder-to-shoulder or anything like that for as long as they seem to care.

"No, no, we've talked about this before... he said he's not gonna flatter me"

"Then ask me! Assuming that me and Lugo are going to play a serious part... you think you're going to lose just in case? Do you think I can make you suffer one of those bruises?

"You mean if me and Belko fought from the front with bees...?

"Yeah, I tend to."

He snorts roughly, not knowing exactly what the word means either. It was a somewhat noisy inquiry, but still, Lifeguard showed signs of conceiving with a true face.

"If you train... I can beat Bell child no matter how many times I do it. As it stands, you can't lose first. But from the front... if you do everything in your power to be present..."

One beat, put it between.

"There's a chance I'll lose."

"Huh...?

It was an unexpected answer. To Belgrette, who accidentally shuddered, the flow protection continues.

"Bell child has that great sword of water. I've fought all sorts of magicians, Maggie, but... that Bell kid has the firepower to pull out the county, among other things. If you win, I'm not safe either."

"... but"

Mouth to mouth, he nodded as he had guessed.

"Of course, there will be a lot of challenges to be practical about taking five minutes to chant...... you can only wave it, and then you run out of power and you can't move... in theory, I mean. Like you butched Aquastorm in a duel with me before, if you can figure it out and figure it out, it's not just me. I think the approximate opponent will fall. Even Farvnar was fatally wounded."

Of course, that's a means of conceiving too much danger.

Five minutes for chanting. Almost only one blow can wield. After that, I run out of power, and I can't move. If you take it off, or if it is bearable, there is no doubt that death awaits.

In the fight against Brandal in the Wang capital terrorism, he could not be used with concern to be 'absorbed'.

That power, which is too unstable to exercise.

All in all, let us suppress the soul and mind "Prarna", which consumes a little, and let us make it a technique of overlapping drills and enduring pragmatism, so the story of the occasion is over.

"... ugh!

In front of a wave of escaping rage, the Girl Knight stares into his own hands.

What did you become a knight for? Why did you keep polishing that pragmatic martial arts?

To protect these people, who are now being slammed down into a whirlpool of chaos.

But that's why it was replaced.

Because I don't take revenge on my brother. At least tell me that with this life my brother saved, there will be fewer people as sad as myself.

Belgrette looks up to gasp and stares at the giant black water mirror installed nearby.

Stand up! Stand down! Stand up! Open more than twenty miles! Hurry up and load the safe turret! I'll buy you some time. I'll let you go to the people at all costs.

"Yoo-hoo!

If Tyzen, who had his left arm amputated and bloody, skipped his instructions sharply, the soldiers of red armor raised their fierce roar.

Temper to awesome. It should be noted that the hearts of the soldiers of the Lefe have not been broken, having been shown the difference between the overwhelming forces. If you think about this reliability, then it's impossible that the audience didn't escape until the end of the day.

but it is arguably not a strange situation whenever it is broken through.

'If you can work out a strategy and manage to guess, I'm not the only one. I think our opponent will fall.'

Fist, grip.

The moves I knitted up admiring my old hero, Geisserius. One day, the ideal I dreamed of to slaughter my vengeance.

- Start the chant.

My father tried to strike down even pride and entrust the crusade of that monster to drift protection. The direct cause of Claria's dislike of men can also be said to be in that weird if you follow the original. Belgrette herself, still can be annoyed by nightmares.

All of it, here.

"It's Weiterivia, the god of water. Now... give me a scale of that grace -"

- Hey. Let's not do this. It's not safe.

From the inside, I thought I heard that voice.

That's the same voice that went through the back of your brain the other day. I whispered that it doesn't matter if you're even safe - etc., that must be a negative emotion in you.

Fear, I guess. What a disgusting woman. What a thin pride. Before the revenge, I want to escape. I'm trembling. Too mighty an enemy in front.

Hey, you know that drift protection is favoring me, right? I'm sad.

"- Go."

If I die here, it doesn't make sense, does it?

"Shut up......!

Looking up to heaven, the knight bit his teeth so tight that they seemed to shatter.

I've had enough care-giving, protected beings. As a warrior friend in a reciprocal position, such that he can safely keep his back.

Belgrette moves out of the everlasting crowd of people and backwards through the stream.

There is a fierce battle going on, to the front line of it.

For all the culprits to die by their own hands. As one knight, to stand next to him.