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

Vv, and severe feathers tremble the atmosphere.

Predilecke's eyes, resting at an ultra-low altitude, suddenly stared at Belgrette, who had broken in.

Thoughts, that gaze is immediately removed from her and she pulls a red tail to the side.

"-!"

"Ha."

The Girl Knight glances, the transcendent of heat laughs.

Predilecke flashed his transparent feathers, ignoring the intruders and jumping to Dino.

There were several reasons for being a grudge demon.

Being alert to the immense power, which was gathering in Dino until just before. Simply that you prioritized hands-on over unharmed newcomers. And most importantly - that I recognized that novice, who suddenly appeared, was not enough to take.

But the judgment of such monsters was an element that could be an irresistible opportunity for Belgrette.

The moment Dino is attacked as he is, he taps in a flash of all his might from across.

Whatever happens to this' penta 'that once did Mia harm, it's not what I found out. In the first place, he wouldn't even be the kind of guy who could do it easily. The opponent is Ka Predileke. I'm not a decent enemy to hit and win. That's why I peered at the opportunity to the limit. But this status quo was hit by a blow from behind and significantly reduced the chances of winning. The monster will expose himself now. Take out my brother's revenge. If the girl is to accomplish that grief - abandoning Dino and being slashed the moment he is attacked is the best hand.

Still.

She was the one who couldn't make that decision.

Dino is scratchy and has a more prominent red colour than usual. The relentless impending black shadow there.

Break it in, silver and blue flashes. The bottom of the boot treads hard to grasp the earth. Long, beautiful blue hair leaps into momentum.

A silver blade flash of silver, clad up by a jumping Belgrette, was breaking down the feathers that were about to be wielded towards Dino.

cancer, and heavily ringing aftermath.

A great sword of water that roared above the bottom and in a reverse trajectory. A grudge demon who is bounced and retreats.

Grab the sword with both hands and point the cut. Shizuku burst brilliantly.

Girl knights who could not be 'thorough' stand. Before the black monster. as if it were to be a shield for the red youth.

"... Ha,...!

Even if the opponent is a complicated whirlpool of thoughts. For her, that couldn't be a good reason to overlook the person being attacked in front of her.

"Ha, was that good? On the sole."

It can be heard from behind, the same as usual...... no, the voice of Dino that even sounds slightly frightened.

It was as if he saw through all of the Goto that was inside the girl.

"You're a loser mon, a knight is. Well done."

……

Couldn't afford to say anything back, Belgrette focuses on the anomaly in front of her eyes.

I'm sure the actions she took were foolish. That Dino didn't need this kind of backup. But before I thought about it, my body was moving.

Predilecke is now capturing the girl knight with those red eyes.

The perception has changed from 'Prey Not Enough To Take' to 'Enemy With Dangerous Weapons'. No more grudges, no more gaps. But it is also a testament to Predilecke's judgment of Belgrette as a threat.

Through, that is. At least, as long as that sword arrives.

She believes so and has nothing but to face it.

The effect of amplification by Yuhimie was impeccable. If it was meant to be, I could still stand with the sword of the limit.

Though, a blow I put in for as much as I just did. That's all I got, my consciousness almost flies.

(... hold on, do it...!

Concentrate with all your might and hold a sword far greater than your own.

And the limit is about ten seconds left?

Feeling the carving and loss of his soul and heart, Prarna, Belgrette kicked the ground and jumped to his enemies just because time was spared.

- Active time, ten seconds remaining.

X.

"Oh, my God..."

in the courtyard of the mansion.

So grumbled his brother, scratching his head with a troubled face.

The cause is that I'm waving the fine branches hard by my side - me at a young age.

When was that? I became an imitator of the sword my brother was doing as a routine. Try that guy at the time, he would have had no choice but to interrupt his training.

"Ha... but I guess it should be called a boulder. Nice work, Belgrette."

But saying so, my sweet brother watches me with a smile.

"Yes, tighten your sides more... here's how your body moves forward. Yeah, sounds good."

I was happy to get compliments that way, and I just kept waving my branches.

- Tighten your sides. Turn your body into a force by stepping forward. Based on countless piles of practice, it strikes out a flash.

Swing with both arms, a vertical flash.

Shizuku of silver sprinkled with dance. Scarlet eyes with lukewarm tails.

The tip of the sword remained to blur the resentful demon's face.

Ix.

"Hmmm... what's up, this is"

My father, who is somewhat younger than he is now, is slightly surprised to see the sight.

"... Father. Sorry......"

My brother apologized with a bitter grin that his butt looked bad.

The two troubled faces look down at me - me waving the stick, as usual, and my sister, Claria, who has come to imitate me side by side. Our sisters repeat their bareback with pimples and naivety - serious if we try to make them ours.

"Huff. It's a pleasure to be healthy... but I'm not impressed with the knight's imitation."

"Oh, my God."

Claire rushes over to her father, who tries to take the cigar out of his nostrils, holding the stick. I guess I just got tired of it because I kept doing more than enough of this. I was jealous when I watched Claire stroking her head by my father, and I rushed over, too, interrupting my bareback.

My father kneels in and gently strokes our heads, while continuing with a look of complexity.

"My clan is certainly the genealogy of the Royal Guard, though. But if you can... I don't want these kids to be knights."

"I agree, Father."

Wipe the sweat I shed in training, my brother snorts.

"Neither do I. I take great pride in my duties as a knight. But...... I want these kids to have nothing to do with a world like being killed and killed. Whether you serve the same royal castle, there are paths like court chanters (mages) and research instituters.... and I've said this to my mother before..."

My father laughs bitterly at you for guessing from the way your brother turned butt blurred there.

He said, "You got fucked, right?" And thou hast said unto the daughter of the knight, Do thou not become a knight? "- and in the manner of

"Chi, Father. Did you know"

"Hmm...... no. I thought he would definitely say that. It usually seems as peaceful as the Virgin Mary, in fact more proud and strict than anyone else...... and beautiful. That's the kind of woman I fell in love with, Fortinaria."

"... Oh, Cheng Cheng. Your father made the same mistake I did..."

"Yes, no..."

Ohon and cough one up, my father took our sisters' little hands and said.

"If I may... I wish this hand of these children had a way of not having to hold the sword... I hope"

"Yep. Me too... yes, I think"

- My father, our brother so wished - in my hand now, but the sword is firmly held. The blade is carried in order to avenge my brother who wished me that way.

Silver brilliantly right giraffe. Double-cut facial area for cutting tips. But a black monster named Predilecke slowly lowers the blow at a rate far above a girl knight named Belgrette.

"... Gu!

Empty swings penetrate relentlessly heavy recoil on the girl's thin body. Just one swing ensures that the girl's strength - as a price - is cut off.

(... kawawa, done...)

That's right.

I was stunned.

First shot I attacked from here since I played a flash to Dino, now the second.

The monster is dodging the great sword of Belgrette 'without taking it'.

Convinced.

Now this grudge demon cannot prevent the great sword of water.

Diegos, Duen, Dino, and the brave soldiers of the Lefe have all stacked up to this point. Predilecke said he can no longer take the Great Sword because of the accumulated damage.

This feather-like form - it didn't mean what it was hiding, it didn't release the power it was hiding. He said he was pushed to the extreme and was forced to expose himself.

"Come on."

What is this level of recoil? Enemies that so many warriors have shredded themselves to this point, exhausting and draining their dying power. An intact self who jumped in there in the form of a cross spear. Don't make weak noises to this extent.

――――

But it has become so small. Note the intimidation characteristic of resentful demons, who are likely to be crushed just because they are confronted. Instinct as a weak human being that brings the absolutely strong forward.

But never to miss a good opportunity again - the girl knight overcomes the fear and steps deeper into it.

Viii.

That day, in the dark night forest. I have never once forgotten the appearance of an alien standing in front of me. Still dreaming.

"Father, Mother! Please take the Bellettes and run away!

My brother's sad cry is still in my ear.

My brother's back, ready, is still burning in my eyes.

"Never..., 'cause I'm definitely going home"

That's what he said and smiled at me and Claire crying.

My brother wouldn't have known. That the smile I looked back at to appease you was distorted by fear. That the last word became the hangover that determines the way a girl named Claire is.

That your brave and sad end made me consolidate my determination to become a knight.

- Step in, the monster stays as low and skillful as it is for that matter.

In the middle of staggering. An emotionless red ship eye stares at Belgrette. As observed. Like probing the bottom of someone. Terribly cold eyes.

"After that," too, this monster must have confronted his brother so mercifully.

More than myself - overwhelmingly more than humans. It's worn out, and it looks like this. Strong. Scary. Even though he was a toddler at the time, his brother put his sword up against so many opponents.

But.

That robust and tough body, reminiscent of the Black Iron Castle, has already been lost. Its body is now thin and small. That being, which had been a nightmare many times, had become far smaller than Belgrette's body. It can be settled with a gizzard.

Strongly step in your left foot as you wield the water sword deeper.

Moments.

It was a kind of staggered method, Counter.

"-, eh"

Just waiting, the pitch-black monster flashes his right feather sideways.

In Belgrette's eyes, it only showed like a giant wing disappeared.

Vii.

How many human beings can see through that heinous and extreme slaughter?

It didn't leak into the example, and the girl knight didn't have that much power. In the blink of an eye, a fine neck dances through the universe - on the brink of it.

sounds like a hard clash.

Flaming columns protruding sharply from the sides were offsetting the blow of the feathers.

Vibration striking the ear. Splashing firepowder.

Dino Gailroen, who gently protruded the overgrown flame pillar - the superman who was slicing it loosely - let's see.

"Kamakiri... no, it's Katombo. Don't you think they're too big to ignore? This is me."

Vi.

……

Belgrette breathes.

Helped. I'm guessing you don't mean to do that to this' penta 'that once was fiercely hostile. This Mad Warrior should just want to defeat the mighty enemy in front of him. I bet you just want to have fun. I think so. On Belgrette's ear,

Cali gave it back.

……

It was a joke voice. I don't know if you mean it. As a result, however, Belgrette's life did not have to fall to zero due to a single difference in paper.

"Holle."

The enemy is ready. Now, he said. As if to enjoy the reaction of Belgrette.

Be polite......! I couldn't even afford to issue such a reply. Keep it as long as you think, and the knight concentrates on the enemy in front of you.

Now, Dino made it and 'gave it to me' this momentary opportunity. You can never just miss it.

V.

Sharper. Deeper.

The girl knight fleshed toward the monster who leaned against the right wing of the counter-attack by Dino.

To move to the realm where it hits. No matter what the enemy does, to expose him to a white blade that he cannot escape.

'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'

In the last few days of training, the driftshield has pointed out. This is what he was saying in his training with Gonder, but it still applies to 'fighting in this world' Belgrette as well.

My brother taught me. Tighten your sides. Turn the momentum into strength.

As advised by drift protection. Not too distracted by that blow, not too powerful...

The silver light burst vertically.

A faintly raised, metallic Predilecke rage.

Remnants of a wielded sword were slightly shredding the sides of the resentful demon's face. Black hard fragments scatter.

(- - I can go... ugh)

Try Predilecke, I don't know.

It's not like the flaming fangs of Dino, who has dried up so scattered so far and is used to it.

Similar objects, but different swords, intermittences, and attributes of this water sword, have yet to be discerned.

One breath, the girl knight takes a further step, aware of the impending limits.

Iv.

No, it's not.

There is a verse that I myself, somewhere in my heart, thought.

He said that there might be a way that drift protection clears up my - family's carelessness. that he has continued to triumph over all adversaries in distress, and that maybe he will defeat Predilecke.

Keep all that anger against my father, but I'm like that. I wonder how ugly she is.

Then you can't.

This enemy is not the one to be left to him. With your own hands, the walls you have to overcome.

Defeat the vengeance in front of you. Cut off the remorse. Line up next to him.

- The flash unmistakably waved under its readiness is' sharper 'than any previous slaughter.

The girl who was concentrating on the enemy never noticed, but with such a blow that Dino, right behind him, leaked his breath "ho".

But the monster had outgrown his intelligence everywhere.

A light strip of silver that rips through the atmosphere. Predilecke was scratching and scratching 'sharply' that blow that depicted the impeccable orbit.

Black fragments scatter. I blur my body surface. But it doesn't get to decision making. One more step, and I can't get another flash.

……………………

The girl knight's complexion turns pale. White bubbles float at the edges of neat lips.

The fact that it won't arrive.

There, no seeds or tricks whatsoever.

It was just that the monster - everywhere, it was just a story of an out of standard existence with no power over her.

Iii.

My arms are heavy. Tremble. My body shudders. It's the limit.

A blow.

At the same time as releasing the next blow, the girl's thin body would be dragged by the motion of her swinging out arm and would stay down.

Step on the earth with both feet, but it is no longer satisfactory either.

Predilecke protruded his left feather sharply against Belgrette, who was the best at just standing.

――――

The prick passed right beside his face. A bunch of nagging hair is cut off and dancing through the universe.

Ogin, and a metal sound that sounds from behind. The sound of tongue-beating you hear.

Understand with your starting blunt head.

I guess Dino tried to set it up again. In contrast, the Grievance Devil took the lead. The sound of shredding the earth. I can tell he was bounced backwards, even as I stepped on him.

And...

At that moment when there is nothing to hold back, the monster's right feather vibrates. Big, swinging big.

Now it's time to break Belgrette both ways.

II.

"Now, Ariumi!

"Oops -"

Wait till he's in a big attack.

Digos, who kept stopping the drift shield from trying to escape, finally screamed here.

The drift shield wields at all costs.

On its right hand was a pale, white, luminous pebble gripped.

Digos' proposal. A means of rewarding Predilecke with one arrow from this occasion without leaving the 'Garden of the Infinite'.

Thunder Dance Throw "Rabba Broom".

It is an auxiliary technique that adds to weapons for throwing and improves power and hit accuracy. It is also possible to set it up beforehand, so it works in situations where surgery cannot be used aggressively. For the assassin Akelone, it was a basic technique.

But.

The addition of the muscle strength of Arima Current Protection to it led to unprecedented explosive results.

Goal - to Predirecke across the river, about thirty meters.

Naturally, even though pebble throwing may be used as a means of attack, it is not a very precise distance to be attacked.

In time, you'll never be able to take this one shot off. Remove this cross spear and Belgrette's life will no doubt be lost. We have to make this far-throat a success with the bump production. Enough to make me want to regret that I was an idiot on Digos' proposal.

Even so.

(What the hell, this... eh)

When I gripped the treated pebble.

The moment I stepped in.

An arm waving moment.

That moment to release.

In the whole process, I think.

(I'm willing to take it off - hey!

I.

A thin, dazzling glimmer of flash from the edge of the dark forest.

It was like, God's spear.

As many as 30,000 people as they were witnessing later say so with their mouths together.

On the other hand, this monster named 'The Black Ghost with the Sword', which appeared in the refeit, will still be told later by the audience.

Assuming that it existed in the days of the "Secretary of Dragon Extinction". It would have been a formidable enemy, holding back the hegemony of the hero Geisserius.

Even the people of Lefe, who do not worship the hero, are so present that they think so. It was a fearful and even the finest compliment, unlikely to be sent against the abominable monster of resentment.

In conclusion, 'The Black Ghost' reacted.

Throw of drift protection released from the corner of the forest. I noticed that blow pulling the tail of the white light and responded.

The right feather that was about to be swayed toward the Bergrette's neck muscle.

The monster who noticed the brilliance twisted its orbit.

Dimensions are different, against a glimmer of light that flies towards your appearance.

I cried.

Gi - - n, and.

Predilecke witnessed the light and sounded to the point of awesomeness.

Why did the monster roar at this time? No one knows why.

Ten years ago. This resentful demon, who was a young body at the time, encountered a human being in a certain forest. The brilliance of its mighty enemy, Feed, who had stood unbroken to the end. Remembering its brilliance, no one knows that instinct is the action of the consequences of perceiving danger.

I struck it off.

In the flash of the right feather, the throw of the shield is bounced without fulfilling its purpose. The deflected stone landed on one of the far off observation decks at a tremendous speed, winding up fragments like an explosion. The spear of God thrown away broke without taking the devil away - losing its power.

With the behavior that struck out the flash, its returning sword, Predilecke now aimed at Belgrette.

A supple and tough track shoots her neck sideways precisely in different dimensions.

- A blow to the feathers, not.

That, 'just the track'.

"What was the right feather," which was broken by the lightning projection and was only the root of the feather. That part of the joint that was no longer only movable. It had been paid straight to the side without reaching the girl knight.

shortly thereafter. Makes a proper noise and it falls to the ground far away. The right wing of the monster was split and flown far above.

"...,... ah"

His voice was cracked and blurred.

"Oh, oh, -"

Still, squeeze it out.

"Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!

I tremble my sleeping soul inside.

It was the roar of the Bellette Fizz Gertillude, who was thrown out by a grudge demon.

Like breaking heaven and tearing the earth apart - authentic, the last blow.

A sword of water waved down - Gram Ridgel launches a blade flash so confusing with a pillar of light.

Gi-n, and cry.

To that light that bursts in the present, once again, I think of a former human being - the mighty, and Predilecke screams. Do everything you can to get around it.

It can't be forgiven.

Finally, we have a way.

Everyone shredded, Dino resisted, and the drift guards bounced off the threat.

Naturally, they are not intentional links. It's not what Belgrette was told to clear his mind. Even so, even a girl knight who was too immature, he made a path to reach if he reached out.

Then push it through.

Never remove it. I just wave my sword. That's about it, let's do it satisfactorily.

This blow clears up my brother's carelessness.

It is not protected. As one warrior who can fight with Arisu Current Protection, as one of Raindeer's knights, line up next to him. Take a step towards that - -!

Zero

I swung through the last sword attack, on those two hands of a girl knight.

That it conveys the feeling of slashing the enemy - -, it didn't.

…… …………

Belgrette's secret sword of water - imitating Gram Ridgel - vanishes. It becomes a grain of light and spreads into the void.

"…………………… ah"

My whole body is losing strength. I can't support my body anymore. I can't even stand.

A monster named Predilecke, present in front of you unchanged.

Red ship eyes. Black, thin, then rough and tough body. Supporting it, multilegged as delicate as hair. A clear, large left wing that is swept away from one side by a sudden flash of light and spread horribly even though it is only one.

…………――

- No, no...

With that thought, it collapses.

At the forefront, the luxurious body of Belgrette has reached its limits.

And - it was amputated without telling such a knight to respond, the torso of Predilecke.

…………

The winner - Belgrette, unknowingly, opens his eyes.

The loss of one feather no longer allowed him to avoid flying in a delicate manner.

to scatter black splashes and slip off the cross section. The red eyes on the right, which kept shimmering, lose light one by one. Now is the time. The monster of war, who showed off his terrible power, finally falls.

……

I guess I was moving around as I stood.

Right next to Predilecke, who spread his wings and fell down, lay the monster's 'loose shell', which threw a giant sickle into the earth.

Standing on its right sickle, a long sword.

What a coincidence that was. Or are you saying it was something that was retained by the monster's vitality?

The blade, which should have been robustly integrated, leaned about.

The high noise is left low, and the sword falling out of the sickle is overthrown.

"... ah..."

Belgrette, lying on the ground, crawled diligently with only her squeaky arms, dragging her heavier body forward.

That's how I get in front of you.

Black discolored long sword that lights up the grace of the leaning day god. It's not too flashy. My brother loved it.

"…………"

I never left, one noble knight.

Maybe, it wasn't like I didn't feel like it.

It wasn't once or twice, such as when I thought that there was no conclusive evidence of death, so I'm still alive somewhere.

But.

That can't be right.

If he's alive, he can't be back.

You can't let go of this sword of love that you had without letting go of your skin...

"Never..., 'cause I'm definitely going home'

"Ugh..., Ugh..."

Bite that fact clearly, now, for promises that were not fulfilled.

Nature and tears were overflowing.

Just nature and the word was overflowing.

"- Brother... welcome back -"