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

"Holy shit! A flash of counterattack coming here -! Digos, who should have been a horseback riding advantageous, suddenly tried to get away from Lugo for some reason, resulting in a painful blow. Ah -!"

As the screams of Scenomea's entire body echo, the various thoughts of the watchers are complicated.

(Digos, why did you leave...? Something, the rush... did it happen?)

Without wiping the sweat that floats on his forehead, Duen is surprised.

Surprisingly, it would be the stubbornness of drift protection. The fact that despite all the attackers I had, I'm not wearing out any more than Digos. Are you saying that you are superhuman in receiving?

Duen, whose eyes were beginning to glow, was no longer in a position to determine the war situation correctly.

(You're lying, I got it... Shit! What the hell, those fists are...!

LaDale eats up his teeth.

I don't think Digos is going to make a detour without any thought. I guess I tried to leave for some reason.

But a merciless blow that stuck me there.

It's like a grudge demon, and it's evil. No matter how much you do your moves and use witchcraft to stand around, you'll be overshadowed with just one shot. It's too unreasonable, monster business.

(... decided...!

Belgrette trembles unexpectedly.

Finally it hit me. I've won more than once, that fist fight. Digos himself has been most vigilant and kept standing around never getting it, a dozen of them.

(Did you finally come in? It's a trick.)

Dino looks back into the black water mirror.

I know the power of that fist with my own hands. It's not something that can stand a regular person roughly. If you're a person other than yourself, you can't outdo it unless you've taken so many measures. Diegos himself, would have understood that deeply. That's why I kept standing around never getting fists. Careful care was taken to continue the cautious crossing. That's it. Here at last, I stepped off my feet.

Sometimes the drift protection is severely worn out, so whether it was a decision or not, etc.

"Dago, you..., that's enough..."

There are tears in Sakuragiri's eyes.

I should have decided to watch it with the intent of the game, but that feeling was already about to go away. I couldn't help but look at Diegos' painful face and think that was enough.

Enrokak fell. At least for a while, it shouldn't even be sacrificed. Once I was saved, Digos would never feel bad again.

So, already.

Diegos Akelone retreats in extinction and still steps on the earth without falling.

Like a ghost, there is a current shield that stands up fluttered on the spot.

"Ha......, zeh,"

Looking ahead to the appearance of the smaller strong, Digos thinks without even wiping his sweat.

I knew it. It's called Sea Current Protection, this power of war. If both sides were in perfect condition, I guess they didn't win a single one.

So at this martial arts festival, you can only do it once. If you win just this one fight, that's enough. Win at all costs, and liberate Sakuragiri.

"What? When the time comes, I will send it to those who deserve it. You don't need a horsebone anywhere."

That's what I whispered to my eldest brother. I remember when I accidentally set him up. It reminds me of the moment when I was caught in the arm and pushed into a situation where I couldn't move.

Shortly after they released my arm, I thought.

This is the power of my brother. My current brother and my current self.

He said the difference in power from his mighty brother was' shrinking 'so far.

Back in the day, I didn't see one. Where I set myself up, I could not perceive at all the motion of snoozing or the moment I was caught in the arm.

But not now. You can do everything you can to fire a counterattack when your arm is caught and broken. Duen would naturally go and tighten his opponent's joints after diving into defensive techniques, but I still strongly believe he can stand up to them. I thought.

But maybe he was just proud. Maybe I just wanted to. He said it reached his eldest brother's realm. He once dreamed that he had reached the realm of a formidable hero.

There is also a lot of mistake.

Myself and others were nothing but mediocre chanteers, Maggie. Though "wrapped around", it does not have the inexhaustible soul and heart power "Prarna" like "the evil one". Doctors have pointed out that if you streak without thinking about your powers, you may even risk death from the rapid consumption of the normally unlikely soul psychic force Prarna.

The paradox that death awaits if we do everything we can to win.

It's not a special place of power. This is a defect that cannot even be used freely. My oldest brother, Duen, was as dismayed as he was when he found out that he was a "roller".

There's nothing left.

Neither the continuous technique of exercising the power of such a "winding", nor the fist from the last-resort thunder dance throw that even pruned Enrokak's consciousness, could defeat this man. I ran out of strength and energy.

And now the offense.

He said he was in an absolute vantage point... but when he realized it, he was' moved 'as if he were rolled in the palm of his hand.

The sophistication of fundamental technology using flesh is too different from that of oneself… No, 'man in this world'. If the heavens and the earth are turned upside down, there is no winning eye.

"…, be, but"

Still, I can't lose. You can't fall. I can't show you anything unusual.

Consciously put your strength into both legs that tremble and look at your opponent.

"If the Lord... wins... what will happen to Saeri"

I don't answer squeezed voices. Just quiet eyes, enlightened faces, standing.

"The threat of Enrokak, even though he left... such a thing..., too temporary"

If there is anything next, Sakuragiri is chosen as a sacrifice in the same way. If we don't cut it off, it will last forever.

Returning to that word was the question raised by the drift shelter.

"So... what happens when you win, Digos"

What are you saying? Were you listening?

Heavy as a grudge, spit it out.

"I can save Saeri..."

"It's not."

With immediate denial, Lifeguard says.

"What's going to happen to you, Diggos?"

Unexpectedly, he was poked at that part, and the giant man was stuck in a reply with clarity.

"When we were lining up near the cliff and watching the fight outside... you told me"

"The Witch of the Divine Realm," from an ancient vice that died, by the way. From that castle, like a prison. I'll let him go no matter what. Let me be free. '

"Oh, they told me, I was curious. Even if you won and freed Sakuragiri. In the end, he can't live this world alone. So I guess Digos is going to support it...... is that acceptable to the refe people? Am I allowed to?

……

"Releasing Sakuragiri with the right to win and taking care of Sakuragiri afterwards... can it be a different issue?

And the scratchy boy, he steps into the core.

"Digos at last. After winning and freeing Sakuragiri...... quit the" Thirteen Martial Family "or college. But have you thought about doing something about it?

The silence that comes and goes.

From the way Diegos doesn't answer, I guess you guessed.

"Clams, huh?"

"... he's like a bird if he doesn't have a place to go. Let's get him out of the cage and end there... and talk about irresponsibility."

"Wow, you. I couldn't make up my mind when I was... Mia."

But I'll talk about it. With a lonely face.

"Now... the Academy is during the" Rest of the Ethereal Thunderbird (Raptors Rest) "period. The other day, we talked about re-treating the college's protective techniques, and we worked together on the rest of them. Take a hack and apply medicine to the wall."

You can tell by the smile on your scratchy face. It must have been fun working on that.

"Sometimes I thought this wasn't a bad idea... after all, you don't have enough of your usual mentions. I don't know, Edvin, I'm not shrinking my distance, but Lenore, I would never do anything about Mia, but Alverista."

On a blurry face, but only his eyes sparkled.

"Of course you do, Digos"

Like confessing a secret, it seems a little illuminating.

"I... thought I'd get lost in this world and do something about it at first. But why... my life has been so much fun. Then I miss you. We've only been in college for a few years now, so why don't we stay together for a little while?"

So the boy shows a bare gesture that peeps around him and lurks his voice.

If you're talking about Sakuragiri, there's no problem.

So I told him in the face.

"I'm going to sit down and ask for it"

Moments, blanks arise in the thought of Digos. I didn't know what it meant to say.

"... what, bye"

"Let Sakuragiri go," he said. To the great man of the Lefe. "

What are you talking about, this man?

"... when you go through... you think that's it"

"So I... get the credit I deserve for it"

guerrillas appointed by King Ardia of the Kingdom of Raindeer himself.

And the eighty-seventh and heavenly banquet champion. That, too, is a feat that an unscrupulous boy triumphs. If this were to become a reality, it would no longer be a legend in this land where the Geisserius faith is severe. Of the seven hundred thousand people there will surely be none, such as those who do not know the name of the refuge.

Not just arms. We're going to get that 'status' and we're going to have negotiations.

"Of course, I don't think it's going to be easy. So worst of all, I'm also thinking of the following means."

That said, the guerrillas lurked their voices even further.

"I'm a wacko with amnesia. So, the same Japanese as Sakuragiri. Same black hair and black eyes. That sounds unusual when you ask the king. My hair and eyes are both black. You know, I hit my head in this brawl, and I kind of get my memory back. And this is what I say." I remember! Sakuragiri was my sister! So give it back, sister! '"

Silence for a few seconds or so.

"... I've thought about it for a long time... Lord, let's be stupid"

"Ugh, let it go. Well, whatever we're talking about right now, I'm not saying right now. We'll negotiate somehow, and then we'll take you to Raindeer. You're going to be sacrificed again in this country, aren't you? Then you'll be gone with me. There are still empty rooms in the college, and if you ask Mr. Roman at the workplace, you should be able to get a job. I've heard that witches haven't been around for quite some time. Actually, you don't want it, do you? Even if Sakuragiri is gone, someone else will be turned into a witch again. All right, stop it now, this is the custom."

"F...... haha, hahahahahaha...... unscrupulous...... I'm telling you"

Laughing unexpectedly, he crippled the wound, and the giant blushed faintly. Say something big about it, even if you're a guerrilla. But not strange and uncomfortable.

Here, and skip your gaze to the side, the appearance of the white clothes that surround you two slightly farther away. Be wary of the entanglement, or the judges take a considerable distance to watch.

Fortunately, they didn't seem to hear the overly bold 'suggestion' of drift protection. Assuming it had reached the ears of 30,000 people and heavy towns outside via the mirror, how much noise it would have been.

To see the look on your prankster kid's face, maybe it's a "secret suggestion" that I also woven and brought around about around it.

"What do you say, Digos? Now you can stay the way you've always been... and Sakuragiri will be there, and you'll have nothing more to say."

Shiatsu shows her teeth and laughs.

"The Witch of the Divine Domain," which has been morphed. A vice that everyone no longer considers unnecessary somewhere in their mind, but continues only for the reason of tradition. The rusty circle, which those who want to maintain a conservative attitude, starting with the 'Millennium Parliament', don't even think about breaking.

Yes, even if the boy on the outside thinks a little. In this day and age, we don't need it anymore.

Sakuragiri may disappear and become a temporary noise, but eventually the routine will return as if nothing had happened.

That's the country now called Lefe.

Instead of 'running away' from such a refeit. Boy's suggestion to face the front and negotiate etc......

"Besides. You didn't tell Sakuragiri about Digos anyway, did you? He said if you win, you could get into a lot of trouble. No, rather, you never said it. You said," Don't worry, my lord. "

The boy himself, solicits loneliness.

"Sakuragiri, sad munchkin. If anything happens to you because of yourself. If it's" Thirteen Martial Homes "or Akelone, it's like throwing away wings."

That's why.

Arishi Shield presents the ideal future.

"I don't know when. Let's all live over there. One, a new character is added. It's definitely more fun."

He/she will not have the consciousness to poke at the core of our wind called 'The Witch of the Divine Domain'. Shows an unyielding, age-appropriate boy smile. Disruptive opinions that, in a way, are age-appropriate, ignoring both Fujiko and convenience.

"... of course."

Digos also cracks his mouth open so he can be caught.

King Aldia says he wants to buy this boy.

For example, the current Yotai story. If it comes to the story that the guerrilla's sister is Sakuragiri, and so on - the shapebreaking king might be amused and 'riding'. It could work on the heavy towns of Lefe under the water and one day really make that 'dream' come true.

The appearance of Liu Shi and Sakuragiri does not resemble each other, of course, but it is rare. The race of black eyes and hair. Sometimes we have a plain look to the east together, and we won't be able to pass with our sisters and brothers.

Every day Sakuragiri is added to his usual facial rash. I think of a busy scene just imagining it. Must be fun.

Exactly that, a dream sight......

"Bye..."

Regardless of my sister and brother. If the guerrillas, who have done so much credit, tow it, then, worst of all, Sakuragiri may no longer be sacrificed in vain.

But there's no certainty or coercion there. I can't even tell you that dangerous molecules like Kandara are not lurking anywhere else.

"I don't know if it's gonna happen. I'm just waiting for a dream story... because I'm not in the right mood."

There's only one thing for sure right now.

If we win here, we can always let her go.

"You're so strong."

"Before I promised to win... you may take everything with you, but there is also a will not to dress as a man"

That's what I say, drop your hips deeply.

"And as a single warrior, I want to settle with you."

This man named Arichi Shield is like the hero you once dreamed of. How close you have come to the ideals you once dreamed of. Without a multiplier, I wanted to know that.

"Most importantly, Sakuragiri takes a look. I still can't beat you."

Now, bite. That must be as big as the thought of not letting her go.

Naturally.

If I'm going to help a woman I fell in love with anyway, I'm determined to want to dress up.

"Oh. I can't help but feel sorry for Kata, too. Now you finally hit me with an Ippatsu, huh? Let him beat you up, you bastard. … and,"

This man against him has a refreshing smile.

"Belle's watching me, too. You can't lose."

Laugh at each other, scratchy faces.

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"I'm sorry about that, but Sakuragiri will be my sister next time. Hi, I'm Lugo Yukizaki Aliumi. I'll call you" Stay "for Diegos."

"My brother-in-law like you seems to have something to lose. First, let me dismiss it."

That's where the idiot stories are to restore your health, but you want to keep going.

As we showed each other, we ran out with each other. Towards the opponent to be defeated.

"Come... Thunder Festival Stick!

The first attack technique Digos remembered. Special, I wasn't aware of the long pattern of this shape. A boy who was burned by strength and dawned on training. It was this that first appeared in my hand as a form.

- Is that Digos' weapon? Good brilliance. Grind it and encourage it. That way... he'll always support you, he'll be one of a kind -

More than ten years ago. Once upon a time, such words of my eldest brother are clearly evoked.

I can carry my partner in both hands, who has been able to summon me with the least amount of chanting and wear and tear necessary after a long training. A long patterned stick that sprays violet electricity. Nothing is more familiar to me than this. Even if the surgeon is so dead, he still fights with me.

"Okay, let's go. Whoa!

The confronting boy also turned around his right arm and stood on his hips...

It was a terrible muddy game.

The Thunder Festival stick stretches out the face of the shield, but no longer has the strength. But there is no room for the current protection either, and the blow flutters the body.

Lifeguard rolls out a fist of counterattack, but that haughty fight no longer has a shadow to see. In the form of being pulled by an empty swinging arm, he sets up a body hit on Digos. The two sides only greeted each other and no longer formed the body of the attack.

Step on it if you were swinging in the sky, painstakingly.

You can't even call it a beating, a beating.

They said they were waving their arms around each other, trying to bring down their opponents, but it even seemed to support each other's bodies rather.

'Look, I'm going to prove to you that I'm not the right guy. If you ever go to a heavenly banquet in the future - I'll do my best to assist you. I'll let you win. "

... Oh, I remember.

So LaDale's brother gave me a hand. How impersonal while pretending to be a light man.

Brother, thank you.

Thanks to Ladale's brother's attachment to his workout, he managed to keep up with Aliumi's movements.

You don't have to worry about anything. You're just, like, all the time... if you're following my life, that's fine '

Duane's brother has no choice but to open his name.

Because you try to use many of the moves your brother taught you to do things your brother doesn't want to do, it's exactly like revenge.

I am gravely aware that that way of being strict and disciplined is to protect the people and families - and hence the eagles.

So... even a tiny piece of the kindness hidden behind that iron mask can't you do it for Saeri?

"- Actually, Saeri. I'm... strong. More than the Lord thinks. I don't know what to say to myself, but you might be the strongest in this country. '

Hmm. A little too big a slap.

Thanks to you, I couldn't lose at all.

Digos' body didn't move anymore.

It was best to stick a thunderbolt stick up on the earth and lean against it and stand.

Into sight is the appearance of Arishi current protection with his right fist pulled into his waist in front of him.

A bitter, scratchy and dusty face.

Could it have eaten a little? Could I let this man, like he has been out of the legend, blow a bubble or so?

"Gu, ooh...!"

A roaring shield punches his fist out.

A blow that was no longer capable of squeezing, unlike the Iron Fist that was like that thunderbolt.

But even the giants don't have the strength to flatter it. The flying fist struck me on the cheek.

―――― ……

My fist swings through Digos' face so that I can push it away rather than beat it.

Still a bumpy vision and a dancing blood splash.

Tilting giants and interrupting consciousness--

That's how the man collapsed like he lost his support.

"Yes, I just, I fell down - heh!

Scenomere full of screams, so much so that I think I might slit my throat.

'How dare you fall... Oh, it's Lugo Aliumi. Oh! Release your right fist at the barbed Digos player and stay in that swinging momentum! I collapsed at the front. Ah!'

Falling, drifting shield on one knee to sneer.

To support the thunder stick, he stands hard...... Digos stepping on it.

The maiden in charge of voice casts doubts everyone will have as she squeezes her voice not to be scratched off by 30,000 big drinks.

'Shh... but why would a Lugo player who made the offense be better!? Physically, it looked like I could afford more than a Digos player, albeit slightly......!

There's no sign of standing up for the bent shield. On the contrary, he holds his flank with a distressed look.

"... perhaps... the effect has expired."

Duen puts the right hand of the ship's arm under his chin and mouths the reasoning. On his forehead, he was sweating like a bead.

"Effect... what the hell..."

"Mr. Lugo... was using, the effect of the arcilegna leaves. In other words... the effect of pain relief is'

I was in the mood of being knocked into some sort of painful execution device.

"Gu..., but...!

From the mouth of the drifting shield, the groans and salutations of bitter ringing fall zero. I can't even afford to wipe that threading mucus.

The wounds engraved in previous struggles were suddenly beginning to assert themselves.

My right arm has continued to play the art of various chanters, Maggie. There's a left flank under Enrokak's blast formation. His whole body was struck by Barbados' Divine Chant bomb Oracle Bomb and Dj Foul's Heltinier. I got a broken left arm slapped by Predilecke. And there's left leg and right flank pierced by Digos' technique, and left cheek with an awesome fist.

So full of creativity that it's harder to find a safe place. Adrenaline alone, secreted by the excitement of the state of battle, is a flurry of severe pain that cannot be completely distracted.

(... Shit, it's hectic... not if, hey...!

But the pursuit is not coming.

Hardly upward the jaw.

Right in front of you. Digos, sitting with himself in a raised thunderbar, was breathing roughly.

This man, too, is pushing limits and such.

And if you think about it in time, that right-handed fist that hit the shield - it's out of strength and the recoil should be returning to you.

It fights the pain of causing all over the body, just as Arsilegna's effects would have expired.

Enough. Let's get some rest, Digos.

If I could have had a decent voice, I would have said that.

Keep winning for Sakuragiri, ready to sacrifice yourself. Keep standing.

"Let's do our best to pay for that girl's treatment and arrange a doctor here. So, what if I told you to give me the victory?

The same thing happened to this proposal involving Myol, which was brought up earlier.

Exactly. It's just authority, and you can't possibly imitate that. Assuming this content is achieved, 'Digos will pay the price'.

(... Damn, no... whatever, I'm trying to carry it in by myself...!

On your trembling knees, with all your strength.

(For a little while... let me carry it too...!

I do see each other in the sight of Kasumi.

It was so full of creativity that it floated on Diegos' face. Example, that invincible grin that makes me want to describe it as "ni..."

Stream protection, too, forces me to laugh back. I no longer know if I'm smiling well.

If I get this far - already, I compare my guts. It's a stretch of intent.

Bite your back teeth to the point where they are going to crush you, and put your strength into your whole body where they are going to crush you.

To get up, gather all the power...

"Oh, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Arishi shield, stood up.

"Shhhhhhhhhh!

Again, he stepped on the earth with his feet.

Digos leaned against the thunder stick and turned from the front.

What do you say, I stood you up?

And.

…… ――――

As if that was the end point.

Come on, bend over like a broken knee.

The body of the flowing guard slowly fell on his back.

Hilarious.

In a gentle breeze, I danced.

There was a ring wrapped around his neck, attesting to the participants. Untie without power and become an unreliable string.

That moment.

The last one.

Only one winner of the heavenly banquet has decided here.