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

"…………, Gu"

He opens his severely heavy eyelids, trembling but somehow.

"Ah... Duen, eh..."

It was the witch - the crying face of Yukizaki Sakuragiri - who jumped into Duen Akelone's sight when she woke up that way. Pompous, a warm Shizuku falls on a man's cheek.

"Good......, good, notice"

"Sae, Li... Dear..., Why,"

The head of the spear finally grasps the situation there. He said he lay on the lawn and was knee-pillowed in Sakuragiri.

Several of the soldiers around him run off somewhere saying, "Master Duane is awake." To inform the others.

"Mr. Duen, good, are you awake, Mr. Duen? Huh!

A high voice that slaps me in the ear with fornication, but easy to hear. It was the maiden in charge of the audio who gave her a peek at her face from the side in a way that would replace the soldiers.

"... Mr. Scenomea"

"I already wondered what would really happen."

So again, a drop of Shizuku on my cheek.

"Really..., really, uhh, good..."

As she clogged her voice, a witch wiped her eyes with a sleeve of outfits.

"Dear Saeli, why are you crying?"

"No... I don't know... Mr. Duane, it's cold, tough, scary to me... but Mr. Duane is already... wondering if you could wake up..."

"... Mocha"

Not to that concern.

Assuming that happened, it meant why Sakuragiri needed to grieve.

"Master Saeri is right. Yikes! Mr. Duane, it didn't work at all!

Scenomea gets all excited too.... the eyes were slightly, but moist.

"Oh well. She told me to make two young maidens cry. Are you a sinful man? Duane's boy. Shall I tell Suttie?"

That being said, it was Zeilin, the transcendent responsible for the 'film', who gave him a peek in the face from the side of the voice officer.

"What are you saying, putting yourself up on the shelf? Mr. Zeilin's screaming was amazing, too." Duen! Up there. Ahhh! '"

"Oh, that... I don't know what else to do!

"Up there. Ahhh!

"Don't!

"... let me show you something ugly... and you're done. I'm sorry."

While sidelining the two skirmishing women, Duane managed to get herself up with force on her trembling arm.

"Mr. Duane, I can't...! Please lie down yet!

Sakuragiri rushes to stop pushing like she is.

"No problem.... at all, you are... an unusual person..."

When she turned small, the witch leaned her neck wonderfully with a worried face.

"Hey, are you up?"

Turn your face to the words thrown there and Dino Gailroen, bandaged around his head and right arm, was about to come.

Hiya, I raise my voice so that Scenomea jumps and paves the way. Duen also noticed when he saw Dino, but his body was also treated with polite wounds.... although naturally my left ear and right arm remained lost.

"Mr. Dino. In the end... you took a delicious place, I guess."

Look at the red armor and white clothes that rush to the aftertreatment, and pound so zero.

'Out of Shell' lying with a giant sickle thrown out. The carcass of a feather monster that is falling right next to it, too big for a bug.

Impudently, I don't have any memories from the way in.

At the point just before that, LaDale and Tyzene had also worn out and fallen. If so, there will naturally only be Dino, such as the one who was able to defeat that grudge demon besides himself -

I thought so, Duen.

"No, unfortunately it's not me. I don't want to throw my arm away, but I'm fine."

Pong his right arm as he said in a slightly incomplete burning mood, he turns his red ball eyes toward 'There'. Duen also followed that gaze,

I glanced slightly.

That person, who is in there as if he had exhausted his full body power, is - the quasi-royal guard of the neighbouring country, Belgrette. He looks badly depressed and is being treated by a little girl soldier - Yuhimie.

"She...?

"Ha. I wondered what happened to Mon when Honor Ye popped up... inside, using funny moves"

The Black Forest, called "The Garden of the Unlimited," at the cliffside along its river.

Stream protection, which sat down disappointed and weak, remained relieved.

"Are you all right? Aliumi, are you still stunned?"

In response to the plainly questioning Digos,

"No, I thought you were bald... you're too bad for your heart... you're going to pee..."

The boy manages to squeeze out his voice.

Later it was a drifting shield that unleashed so much as a reputation among the people of Lefe as a 'spear of God', but that 'black ghost' even dialed it.

It definitely hits. I can be punished.

The moment the blow I unleashed with such pride overtook me, my head turned white. That last moment, if Belgrette hadn't decided...

I'm just freaked out by that assumption.

"Right. I didn't have to worry about you."

"Huh? Seriously...... How could that be..."

"There was a dino on that spot. The eagle applied the technique, and the Lord threw it. Bell confronted the enemy. It's a quadruple enclosure, so to speak. I don't think so, for example, by undermining the clasp."

"Yes, no, but... the Bell child..."

"I understand what you're worried about... but why don't you trust him a little more?"

"Huh?"

Trust.

I trust Belgrette too much. Instead, in this world, there is no one more trustworthy than her.

Extraordinary, she sees Digos with half-claimed eyes.

"The Lord wants to get rid of all threats and enemies with his own hands whenever possible. Don't put him in danger."

"Huh? Well... yeah"

Naturally.

If Belgrette becomes like Minette. If you get exposed like Mia. If you get irrational eyes like Myol.

I want to protect you if I can protect you from that. Naturally.

"Ah, he's not a good daughter to be protected. Maybe you want to stand next to the Lord and fight shoulder to shoulder."

……

I remember.

The day of the King's Capital terrorist attack. That night I decided to be a guerrilla. The conversation I had with her.

"I don't know anything about the Divine Chant" Oracle "either, so... from now on, with Belko, we'll make up for each other's missing parts, help each other out, wish we could fight, etc."

Yes. From myself, didn't you suggest it to her?

"As one warrior who fights with me... why don't we just 'trust' him a little more?"

…………

That's what they said, and the drift shelter turned its attention to the other shore.

A crowd that was able to be around the sitting Belgrette.

Sakuragiri and Scenomea are also mixed in to surround the girl knight, who became the last hand in the defeat of "The Black Ghost".

……

I think of drift protection.

That last moment. What if it wasn't Bellette who was there - confronting the resentment demon, it was himself? Would I have been able to finish it off?

Gram Ridgel, the great sword that the hero Geisserius loved to use. Secret art imitating it, a giant silver water blade that extends to three metres in length.

I've been thinking about it lately.

Then ask! 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?

'If I 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...'

Assuming you ever have a serious battle with her, you say you have no chance of losing. If you argue with only the simple height of fire, she says she's up there.

Admittedly, there is no other way to protect yourself.

(Trust as a warrior, or...)

Seeing a girl knight on the other shore surrounded by heroes, the drift shelter was repulsing the word.

Behind a medical camp, unseen in the shadow of tents and struts.

Lord Duane, please confirm.

A soldier in red armor whispers and takes away a large cloth spread at his feet.

…………

The head of the spear just looked down at it silently.

That is - the body of Enrokak Stijje, lying on the lawn.

The body, which was bigger than anyone else, was cut off from the abdomen, and the wounds burned black. Its tough upper body was engraved with countless wounds, large and small, and - the thick lips through the piercing seemed surprisingly satisfying...... gently loosened.

……

- Until the end, you usable man.

Duen throws up like that all over his chest.

For example, if this giant had lived a little longer, it could have been addressed to the Black Ghost. We could have shredded the power of both troublesome parties without draining the legions.

No, it's still not convenient, and I immediately sigh of denial.

In retrospect, he was a man who didn't show much interest in resentment demons.

Called more a monster than when he was a child from the unusual flesh he was born with, this man, who was eventually repelled by even his relatives as a monster, thirsted for even a strong struggle against man.

That was Enrokak continuing to emit without even realizing it himself, maybe it was a 'complaint'.

I'm not a monster. I'm the same person you are. So there must be someone as strong as me -.

A body so devastated that you want to turn away, yet its face is so mild that you've never seen it before. That may have been the expression of relief because I was able to make sure that I was one person because I was able to patronize the mighty.

".................. good for you, Enrokak"

"Huh? Did you say something?"

"No. Enrokak's death, I did confirm. Thank you."

"Ha"

on Duen's back with a quick heel back,

"Lord Duen. Well, I'm afraid..."

A modest soldier was called out.

One ear on a lost arm. Fluffy body. Sweat floating like a bead. 'I know' no matter who sees it.

"Don't worry about it unnecessarily. Plus, the Millennium Parliament is all here, and I have to do more than" Welcome Home "."

Nicole laughs, and Duen leaves medical camp behind.

……

He inhaled softly and walked out aware of the same footsteps as usual.

Several soldiers rush over in a hurry before reaching the viewing area.

"Orders from white clothes. Inside The Garden of the Infinite, we can't confirm any other resentment or suspicious anomalies."

"'The Garden of the Infinite', there were reports that the flames that were coming from point T had quenched the fire."

"Confirmation has been completed. Currently, there will only be two people left…"

"I understand everything. Thank you."

He hurries his feet no less than the soldiers who are busily returning to their positions and returns to the audience.

It was Scenomea with a worried face who greeted Duen like that.

"Mr. Duane... are you okay?

"No problem"

"But awesome sweat..."

"In addition to this heat, we've just finished a fantastic fight."

Smiling at Nicole doesn't clear Scenomea's expression.

"I'm not losing weight. Basically, I don't do things I can't do or can't do. Rest assured."

What happened to the fight earlier?

"So 'basically',. Because it was too unexpected."

Ugh, and the maiden, who should be good at speaking, got stuck in the objection.

"Mr. Scenomea. Please deploy wide-area communications."

"Already..., I get it"

I guess I realized the push question was futile. Giant ripples unfolded in the sky as she danced her fingers like she had noticed. Totally blah-blah, steady communication technique. One of the splendid backs that kept supporting this heavenly banquet so far.

"... thank you for your time."

I thanked him small and breathed in softly.

The head of the spear sounded good and normal to avoid putting on the table tiredness and pain that eroded his whole body.

'Ladies and gentlemen, I sincerely apologize for this visit. I think you have been very confused by the unprecedented situation of the emergence of a grudge demon, which has also forced you to evacuate urgently. The cause is still unknown, but the threat has been removed. To prevent this from happening in the future, we all come to operate with a complete system. overlapping, but I'm sorry I didn't sit down'

Neglected applause was raised from the calm audience.

Now people are waiting in thoughtful places, regardless of the designated seats. Those sitting in the right seats, those sitting on the lawn, those standing unattended...... varied.

'Well. This has happened, but in the meantime, even this one here made a move.'

At the same time as Duen's words, 'it' was projected into the blackwater mirrors installed everywhere.

Blinking occurs from people.

What was shown was the roster of heavenly banquet participants.

The shepherd disappears, its indication that only the name of the surviving one shines. Initially, as many as one hundred and eighty-nine names were displayed there - there are only two that still keep glowing.

085, Digos Akelone.

124, Lugo Aliumi.

"Eliminating Mr. Enrokak - This response has already been completed. Currently… Participants remaining in the" Garden of the Infinite ", as you can see. These two names only. '

The blurring gets even bigger.

That should be it, too.

I'm in "The Garden of the Infinite" - not anywhere.

The last two of them stand on a cliff just outside the woods. in a position visible from the audience. That too, two in line.

"I... want to see the struggle between these two names"

The audience boils "oops" at the desire rarely seeped in by the day-to-day pale Duen.

"One, Digos Akelone. This is my strange brother. Currently, he is a resident of the College of Witchcraft in the Kingdom of Raindeer, the College of Midir. In the past few years, I've only counted the opportunities to meet each other… so should I say... I'm ashamed I didn't seem to understand much about this brother."

Put aside a beat and state it in the end.

"I didn't even retreat against that" black ghost "and stood around... I didn't expect to have gained enough strength to win this far"

And the audience boiling in the sight. Waiting for that twist to quiet, Duen continues solemnly.

"One, Mr. Lugo Aliumi. As you can see, many of those fast moves have been made. With an untouched fist, the dream is to strike enemies. Especially... I wonder if your male brothers ever thought about it at a young age."

But Duen speaks up.

"I didn't end it as a dream story, I've won it up as something real - this young strong man. Is that power enough to control the heavenly banquet as well? I am very interested in being one of the men who had the aforementioned dreams as a child."

That's how I finish up on the front door and look around deliberately, as I recall.

'It's after such an emergency. What should we do with this heavenly banquet... if it were meant to be, it would be up to us to decide on the judgment of the "Millennium Congress"... but now it seems that there are only two of us on this occasion, the Governor of the Nation and Lord Tyzene'

He smiled nicely and sent his gaze to both, personnel of the 'Millennium Parliament'. Needless to say, the other heavy towns run away like shedding their ravens. You wouldn't even know Predilecke was eliminated.

Tyzen, who became a one-armed man in this struggle as well as Duen, let him deploy wide-area communications while making it impossible to do so.

'Um, it's Tyzene Bal I left for the introduction. First of all, I want to apologize deeply to the audience for what has happened. I was once said to be the strongest, and I must have felt unreliable. "

What a bitter look on the face of the old soldier, whose head was lowered softly and turned up again.

"One arm is gone, the guide is not going to be enacted again, and I think I'm going to have a headache when I think about it. First" black ghost "bastard, what do you mean the cannon doesn't work? I guess I'll have to develop a more powerful guy in the future. How much money do you think it's gonna cost?"

It was like a drooling stupidity in a booze seat. His mouth, however, hoists as he turns his attention to the remains of a monster severely tied up by the soldiers.

"But... there are warriors who have been eating down to the end of the day."

And that rolling gaze goes to the two boys standing on the other side of the river.

'You're still standing there trying to fight, you two. That's good, keep going. No, let me see. "The Black Ghost" doesn't even take a pull on his opponent. "

That's how the aftertaste of communication disappeared. From the audience, there is a sparse cheer.

Then from another location, ripples unfolded over the sky as well.

'... Huh, um, not the governor, Kayer. I'm sorry, everybody. Honestly, the rest has shrunk for the rest of my life. I don't know if I'm gonna die tomorrow. "

A soldier who supports an old body next door says zero, "Don't tell me it's not even on edge". The voice had also been on correspondence, but now there is no 'Millennium Parliament' here to give its opinion as if it were a crude search for the Governor's assertion.

"For the rest, I agree with Duane and Tyzen. Both names crossed each other without even arming their" black ghost with a sword "opponents... to decorate the end of the heavenly banquet, there is hardly a more deserving struggle. Both sides of the boulder, even exhausted. But if you don't mind... I want you to show me your last fight. The rest, as a single audience, I think so. That's it."

Ooh, and a twist rises from the people. He confirmed that the governor's communication had disappeared, and Duen made that conclusion.

'... you've made up your mind. Something unexpected has happened, and I think you are all tired. But - the Eighty-seventh Feast of Heavenly Bombardment… we will continue like this and we want to see the end of it with you.'

An avid storm exploded.

In a grunting whirlpool of cheers, Sakuragiri, sitting on the lawn, looks around with grate.

"Oh, uh... that's happening and I'm going on..."

The girl thinks it's okay to apprentice a few more Japanese events that will be cancelled immediately if there is a slight problem. How bloody many spectators get excited when they say they've just had a horrible look at them.

Well, there's two of us left when we get here, and I can feel the shitty atmosphere that's gonna end it anyway.

Anyway - and if you send your gaze across the river,

"Mr. Ogo... Shiatsu-kun..."

No way. I never thought these two would be fighting.

Most of all because of the nature of the heavenly banquet, I would continue until I was the last one, so I didn't exactly expect to win until these two had to bump into each other.

"Hehe. Was that a surprise? That those two stayed..."

Belgrette sitting next to him plugs in the question as if she had read Sakuragiri's mind.

Due to the infusion of the whole body spirit, standing was a girl knight who was even about to have difficulty breathing, but is now somehow regained by Yuhimie's treatment. The yuhimie was currently dining with a shampoo next to Sakuragiri. He needs nutrition to restore the soul and heart power he consumed, Prarna.

"Sort of... I knew Dago and Shiatsu were strong... but still, they were just such strong people..."

Especially if Enrokak won - in case something happened to Digos, he was even going to go after him. That now makes it seem like a distant old event.

Instead, it was Sakura Branchi who felt like there was too much going on in this short time and his liver was kind of sitting around for a long time on its own. No matter what happens anymore, I'm not going to be surprised.

"What about that kind of bell girl? You thought those two would stay?

"Hmm... Lugo believed he would stay"

Unstrayed instant answer. I wonder how much trust there is in it.

"Digos... I know how strong that is, too... I was going to. But... really, it was only 'meant to be'"

The words felt somewhat lonely.

"But"

Girl Knight's light icy "Ice Blue" eyes look at the forest in front of her slightly further away - both of her familiar faces standing on its edge.

"I wonder if those two... had a hunch somewhere in their minds that 'this is what's going to happen'. Looking at the two of them over there... I don't know why, it seems that way"

One sigh of sigh, Duen hips down somewhere in the nearby seat.

"I burned you, brother."

It was my real brother LaDale who came next to me to the right in a mild tone, as did the phase. I can't walk, I'm dragging my left leg.

"Ha ha! But that's good! The traditional heavenly banquet must not be stopped on the way."

Ha, ha. Laughing and sitting next to the left is Tyzene Bal, one of the 'Millennium Parliament' who presides over military defense.

LaDale has left leg and Tyzene has a large bandage wrapped around each part of her left arm. Both of them had received the aftermath of sound shots emitted by the "Black Ghost" at close range, and there was a white cloth wrapped around their heads as well. The alignment is also full of creation.

but I guess my brother realized that he was in more condition than that.

"... brother. Are you okay?"

"..., hun. I'm not a jerk enough to worry you."

Ladeil shifted his gaze to the forest in front of him with a sigh of sigh as he "got stronger" and zeroed in small.

"But you're my brother... are you glad? If Diegos wins, you know what he wants..."

"... hun. There's no problem."

Nose, my eldest brother assures me.

"In Diegos... you can't beat Lugo Aliumi"

But. Take that word for it. Note that the second son laughs invincibly.

"Ooh, I don't know what to say. You bet?"

"You think you're gonna put it up on Diegos?

"Unlike a cold-blooded guy like someone else, it's a family thought, eh? Naturally, I believe in the victory of my beloved brother. It was a good idea to beat Enrokaku."

"Right. Then if I win the bet, shall I ask you to quickly clean up all the work that is behind me as a price? Within a week. I've got a lot of work to do because of you."

Wow, and LaDale, who distorted his face, crosses his brother and points his spear at the old man.

"Who do you think will win, Grandpa Tiesen?

Tyzen, stroking his chin beard with his right hand, which became a ship's arm, nodded furiously.

"Both sides, it would be the limit, by the way. It's not gonna be a long fight, that's all.... but"

Ni, he says with a lavish grin.

"It doesn't look alike on the outside... but those two look alike on the outside."

"Wow, wow, Lugo's brother y...!

Gadgad Keras, who interacted with the audience, was holding his fist like he was. Since you saved Larutz's life for my brother, I've totally put him in stray protection.

We didn't show each other, but we also caught a glimpse of the warriors around us who were competitors until earlier.

"Damn... I'm sad that so many fierce people were in it. Participants in the Heavenly Bombardment Festival will become strong people year after year..."

Gleefoot Martyhawk, holding his head down, distorts its beautiful face as he rinses his nose.

"You can win when you get here, Lugo's brother y...!

"That's... what do you think..."

"Hey, what's up, Greefoot's husband? You saw it, too. Hit each other with that monster and end up with that spear of light. There's a man in there who can't fight a man like that."

"It was that big body that helped create that spear of light. And..."

A rare beautiful young man with a crying face all the time, but that would mean a first-rate warrior. With a calm waist, show off its observational eye.

"That big body. It's like he's still hiding something... like he hasn't shown it all off. I feel that sign."

"Just like you this time, huh?

So what has interrupted me was a stranger to Gadgad and to Greefoot. It is a magnificent year on the beard surface, wrapped around arms, feet and bandages.

"Who is it...?

"I'm not even as good as a name, I don't care about anything. Last time and this time, I got fucked in an hour or so. Now I have to be a seller. You can't, we need to think more and move."

Nick laughs, but he squeezes his mouth tight.

"Mr. Greefoot, I let you see your struggle outside. So... you fought that flaming guy... why didn't you use 'Arre'? You showed it in your last fight with Levine," Penta "West, didn't you?

"... I didn't spare you any effort. I just... I didn't think I could win."

"Is it true?"

The man who shrugged his shoulder shifted his eyes to the giant black water mirror in front of him, which was okay.

"Well... these guys are both in their first appearance this time. Besides, we're all still young, aren't we? Honestly, the strong guy is coming out next, and it's not going to work. Let me give you a reference for now, but if it doesn't seem possible, I'll retire and go back to the village..."

Looking at both of them situated on that stage, which they could not set themselves up, each of the warriors also waits for the beginning.

'... and that's why! The "Black Ghost" that has suddenly broken in has been eliminated, and the Heavenly Boom Feast has become the carriage to resume!

Scenomea sounded the audio sky-high as she squeezed her last strength.

Though not the original table seats, three people sit side-by-side in stone seats: Scenomea, Zeilin and Duen.

"Er... sure, after the appearance of the grudge demon, the last number of people I checked was five. As some of you have witnessed, this means that a few participants have jumped out of the woods as a result of encountering this" black ghost "...... It was only unforeseen, but you're disqualified about these people, right? Mr. Duane. '

'Yes, the participants have also been given advance policy explanations… for whatever reason, if you leave the forest, the ring will come off and you will be disqualified immediately. Whether it's to escape a grudge demon or to fight a grudge demon... that doesn't change. "

The length of the spear that explains it so slightly turns his eyes sideways.

Dino, fluttering in a slightly remote seat, noticed his gaze and clasped his shoulders with a thin grin.

'And the number of people who were less was squeezed even further, finally wanting to be the last two......!

'Yeah. It's finally our last fight. I'd like to keep an eye on you.'