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

A vast sea of sand, leading up to the far horizon.

A dry hot air strokes the surface, engraving a wind crest on the sandy earth that extends everywhere. There are just even sand and reddish rocky mountains.

The grace of God in the day, which pours down to excess, creates tremendous enthusiasm, which distorts those unsavory landscapes.

Mowadarari Desert.

Far south of the Lefe Witchcraft Empire, it is a desert zone that serves as a great wall for travellers and merchants traveling north and south.

Still, there are sources of water and temperatures lower than the Great Southern Hot Sand (Fornice Dute), known as the Western Distant - Burning Sanctuary. Although small in number, it also inhabits a few non-grudging wildlife. There were also numerous rocky areas with high and low differences, which were blessed with terrain that allowed them to escape heat and rest their bodies.

But the most important thing to pay attention to when passing through this desert zone is neither the harsh environment nor the grudging devil who walks wide.

There was the presence of certain usurpers, rumored to be building a roof castle somewhere in this desert.

We're going to take everything away, a bunch of black-coated murderers. The number of people who run into them unluckily and have lost track of them is immeasurable.

Those outlaws claimed loudly that they were special beings - better operators than the chanter Magee.

The name is Maygus, the magician.

"It's late."

The elder glanced at the daylight god shining in the blue sky through a window just for the frame, groaning with a squeaky voice.

The wind that you're just catching a black cloak on top of the bare, but no one cares about the outside in this settlement.

Stand up and stop by the window and drop your gaze downstairs.

An unobstructed, idle square. On the earth covered with red earth, only a single pillar stood high.

"Again...... slow"

Looking at the red and rusty columns - the shadow it drops into the earth, the head of the magician "Maygas" repeated as irritated.

This pillar is a clock replacement. Without a precise concept of time, they knew the approximate time by the direction of the shadow that the columns would drop to the ground.

Eastern part of the vast Mowadarari desert. Between the rocky mountains that entered, there was a settlement of the magician "Maygas".

Terrain is difficult to see from the outside, the rock becomes a wall that blocks the daytime divine illumination, and water flows into the valley.

It was a harsh land, but in some places it was adequately equipped with an environment sufficient for people to run.

Nevertheless, it is basically a barren desert zone. No rain, no grass or soil suitable to grow livestock and crops.

So how do we get food to live?

take away, is.

They took everything from the outside.

Things, gold, people, lives.

Haven't they chosen to 'take', even if there were fertile lands and privileged resources? So much so that a group called Magic Fighter Maygus was fierce.

Something that I only took away, but didn't know its purpose, was dumped on the side of the square and piled up in a pile called "Was it?". Things like metal, wheels, and wooden columns cluttered and presented a little tower appearance. Now that there is no more storage space, the unnecessary items are dumped at the bottom of the valley.

In principle, a woman is taken away to form a child, but few men were accidentally brought in.

Among the soldiers predominantly plundered, there were those who lacked intelligence and upbringing and could not distinguish between the faces of others and the differences between men and women.

The woman who has been exposed will soon rest and continue to be offended, becoming the mother to give birth to the next generation, but the man is unnecessary. No life begging or anything else could pass, he was killed instantly. The bodies were dismantled and the bones processed into weapons and props. The treatment can be described as the same as that of wildlife.

In the past, there have been attempts to try to eat meat from men who have been caught, but shortly afterwards, more than ten demon warriors, Maygus and others, died one after the other, and since then no human carnivores have been eaten.

The devoured men must have set themselves up a trap-like technique in their lifetime - no, it's the curse of the evil gods - and the demon warriors, Maygus, guessed at will. They don't know, but the cause is an infection.

It was not until relatively modern times that I learned the value of money, and since I began to stretch my legs farther, it has become just a necessity.

So this time, I sent fifteen people north, starting with Ji Fall, who had a lot of money to gain.

After the deadline, they didn't return.

"... chip"

Annoyed by the murmur leaking from the next room - the man's inferior voice and the woman's scream - the elder left the cluttered barn.

Between rocky mountains, settlements created using natural topography. The houses that use the hanging rock as their roof, or just straw roofs on the sides of the wall, stand out.

Its defense is extremely expensive, although it is a conspicuous part of a cluttered landscape that doesn't seem to take into account anything like it. The settlement is constantly equipped with Oracle, the divine chanting technique of the sign concealment system, beginning with the art of Wind Peak, with measures that do not allow the intrusion of external enemies - beasts and resentful demons.

More than a decade ago, Barbadorf's father, who was a boy at the time, was murdered by someone, and Barbadorf at the time claimed scattered "a woman with no eyes killed my father," but there was no one to fit in properly.

If you ask me in detail about the features, I would say she was a long blonde woman in a monastic outfit, but naturally there can't be such a person in here either. At the time of the invasion and killing, there was no trace that the Divine Chant "Oracle" was exercised.

I didn't think there was a person who could imitate through the harsh desert in the first place, breaking into this hidden interior from the outside world, killing Barbados' father, who was unnoticed by anyone and was quite skilled - etc.

If you also become a "hunter" Venatr "among the magicians" Maygus, "you emit the same emotions as normal humans, as is normal. It is a gathering of those with a vicious personality. Obsessed with things, gold, and women, it was not uncommon for an obsession to happen.

I ended up with the fact that someone must have stabbed me for buying a grudge about Barbadorf's father, and I guess I dreamed about that son's own words and about being hit by the smoke of the maniac psychic drug Ehier Zahee.

Thereafter, the killer was never revealed, nor was there a similar incident.

Whether it should be said or not, homicide is a rare occurrence, but the matter remains vague and in the end remains so.

Since then, there has been no major rubbing among the peers, etc. - the total number of Demon Martial Artists "Maygas" is now 61. If you think about it in terms of its lifestyle, your family would be closer than the village or your companions. Most of all, it's too different from what people imagine is common. herd of beasts, but it might have been reasonable to describe it as

The square is idle because there are other people out there in Dj Foul and elsewhere who are looting what they called 'hunting'.

"They... where are they eating the road grass"

A martial arts festival called the Heavenly Boom Banquet, held in the Lefe Witchcraft Kingdom, far north.

A large number of people were on their way, including Kaza Farnez, and two Barbadorian "hunters," Venatr, "appointing Ji Foul, the main magician among the Magicians" Maygas ", as the head of a group to earn a broken prize of letting them take what they wanted in addition to 10 million dollars.

- but this martial arts festival ended as early as a month ago.

If we were to stop by, we were supposed to fly a message from a raven. But the first thing that happened was that I didn't hear from you and I wouldn't return for so long.

The elder, unable to hide his frustration, turned his gaze toward the gates that were the gates of the settlement.

The gates of the settlement, built of stubborn rock and wood, blew away with the roar.

Dust and violent winds spreading like an explosion. Flying rocks and pieces of wood wrap around a house that was built nearby and instantly transforms it into rubble.

The elder did not fly aggressively to avoid eating the roll, but frowned on something and watched the part that would be the entrance to the inside.

"hey... to"

At the moment when smoke such as sandstorms cleared, the old man was sending out a startling groan from the back of his throat.

Where the gate was until a few decades ago. It was a group of dozens of knights, dressed in scarlet full-body armor, who stood dignified there as the gateway to the settlement.

(These guys...... sure, Zackabar's)

Zackabar Great Empire. Commonly known as "The Ancient Capital of Hot Sand". It is a huge urban state located far southeast and is a key part of the surrounding region. This Mowadarari desert was also, to be precise, part of the imperial territory.

- That's good.

"What... then, that's"

The elder peeled off his fallen eyes.

Why was the inside position identified? Why has the knight of Zackabar arrived?

Above all those questions, there was something incredible.

Knights dignified in the entrance and exit of the inside, seated in its center, 'something' like the multiplication of mobile artillery.

Its size is several times that of a carriage. Wheels that superiorly cross a person's back length. The castle chimney and a thick cannon just missed. Something else is attached to Gotegote that I don't know how to use. I've never seen it, but I know for sure it's a weapon. It stood in a way that completely blocked the front of the entrance.

It would be the work of this without even having to think about it that blew the gates out of every rock mountain.

The elders decided to step back without alarm and take a look at the situation.

"Goal Discovery"

"Yes, sir."

After a clerical report of a knight dressed in scarlet armor, the man nodded with a whisper in his ear. Beautiful sturdy with blonde blue eyes and a deep carved face. A flashy embroidered surcoat is a testament to the top knighthood of the Zackabar Great Empire.

The knight spins the art of wide-area communication with his empty hand. A huge ripple unfolded over the sky from which he echoed his voice.

"Uh, uh. Can you hear me, Demon Fighter, you guys from" Maygus "?

If called upon, black shadows peered into his face one after another from the houses dotted in the settlement. It's like a fierce blood-sucking bat's nest, the man grins inside.

"We believe that the Zackabar Great Empire is the Fourth Knights, commonly known as the Rinming Regiment Rinmei." I am Willentridge S. Theodosius, head of the regiment '

If you name it, an old man landed on the roof of a large balcony sitting in the back.

"Er... an old man with a black cape naked there, I wonder if the Presbyterian"

Who took what, the weird old man laughed nibbly. Let the Oracle, the divine chant of communication, unfold overhead so as to stand together.

"Don't imitate me, knights."

'I was just visiting you in earnest, because I didn't think you'd open the gate. Well, I'll be brief. Miss Termea Aurelia, a courtesy of a local city in our country, went missing, uh... ten months ago... anyway, to the fold where she was taken out to the neighbouring town. As a result of the investigation, you and your magician, Maygus, are likely to have kidnapped you. That depends on visiting this place'

Hearing the words of Theodosius, the old man in black, with his hands under his chin, as he might conceive...

"Thermere...... Thermere. Oh, I'll know. '

It was a grin filled with terrible malice.

"If you put your hands on yourself, the people of the country won't keep their mouths shut... you probably behaved in a temperament. Chengdu, I thought you were different from the women around here because you looked at me. '

Shake your shoulders and watch this one react.

Kuk, he's probably popular. It was so mild between the men. "

That's how the old man calls.

"Oops. Somebody, bring him in."

A few minutes later.

The men of the Knights of Zackabar were stunned and mourned.

Look at the girl brought in front of the house by one of the demon warriors, Maygus.

Sure, it was Termea Aurelia.

But. The beautiful face of being the princess of deep windows is nowhere to be found.

Unwrapped, thinly dirty appearance. Disturbed hair. And - a big bloated abdomen.

"Well, who's my father? I wonder if it's Dj Foul, Avast Tota, or - this eagle. K...... F, hahahahahaha!

Malice in the world, a laugh filled with something blacker, as if it had concentrated all of it.

"Fool, dude...... Dear Thermea"

"Oh... you magician Maygus!

The knights deflect their eyes from the appearance of the unbroken Thermea and groan at each of them.

'Look, it's Thelma. Your people are here to help. It's too late for that. You should say something.'

An old man in black manipulates the technique and causes ripples to unfold by Thermere.

She turned around and turned away when she realized.

"Hey, no... don't look..."

Wide-area communication amplifies even the exhalation of rejection, sounding vividly and brutally.

Without even hiding his feelings that he was crazy and couldn't wait, the elder laughs softly with his belly.

"F, hahahahahahaha! Good for you, knights! If it's in this condition, I'll give it back to you!? Why don't we all think about it in the belly child's name? Hyahahahahaha..., ha...?

So the old man realizes.

Of the knights, just one.

There's no appearance of upset, and a man who's really bored to the ear - to the presence of Theodosius.

"You... you're the captain or something. What's left to spare '

"Hmm... even if they say so"

Termea's sad scream flew towards Theodosius, who rings his neck in difficulty in responding.

"Lord Theodosius......! I don't want to have these beasts! Go ahead... take me, take me...!

"Hmm."

If Theodosius raised one hand, the knights deployed around the gigantic moving turret behind him.

"Kuk. No way, so you're going to shoot me and the others? Enough to blow the gates of the settlement. That must be awesome. So, your daughter's gonna get involved, too?

Theodosius, circling behind the turret, speaks in a fond tone of his favorite antiques as he peeks into the scope himself.

The name is Armic BA-49. It's so long, it's commonly known as Armic. A state-of-the-art weapon developed by our country, which is good at handling fire and industry. Well, as you can see, it's not exactly a substitute for shooting out the person you're after. '

"Lord Theodosius......! Please, just me and these people... Ugh!

In the form of a shield, one of the Demon Martial Artists "Maygas" strangles Thelmea with wings. As it was, the man who restrained her echoed a voice full of superiority.

"Hihi... I won't shoot you. That's what knights are for, isn't it? Which one do you want me to show you? In front of all the knights who have come to help you, do you want me to entertain you!?

'No... no! Lord Theodosius! Please, please - please lead me to the heavenly Ratesheor...!

A cry that is too painful.

The members who turn away.

And

"Yours sincerely, Miss Thermea's will - I have certainly drawn this Theodosius"

No stray whatsoever, that knight's response.

A thin, disproportionately thin hotline burst into the giant turret, leaving a small noise of pun -.

The red light strokes and passes the immense rocky mountain that soars in the upper part of the settlement of the magician Maygas.

One beat of lagging behind the remnants of red.

- I slipped off.

That was like a cake that failed to cut.

A shredded 'cliff' collapses with the ground ringing.

Too huge a chunk to call a rock fell towards the settlement itself.

Black shadow covering the entire area of the reed. The magicians "Maygus" look up.

It's like, lid it. I underlaid everything that was there so as to seal the abominable.

Big bang with your ears. vibration to the point where you jump.

Wreckage of hollow and leaping houses, winding dust and stone pieces, dust storms covering the entire area of sight.

Around the armic, a rainbow protective magnetic field, Field, with a double-eyed pattern of insects, unfolded, isolating the knights from all aftermath. Still, it should be noted that the scaffolding that was impacted by destruction - the earth itself leans and sinks, and the knights step upon it.

How much time would have passed, continuing to be exposed to end-of-life intimidation?

When my vision finally cleared up, the view around me was completely changed.

Collapsed rock. Land of sunken sand. A newly built pile of stones. And in front of the knights - too huge a chunk of rock to sit in that place where the residence of the Demon Martial Artist "Maygas" should have been lined up. Naturally, the wall standing behind it was slightly lower.

There were no shadows or shapes left there, such as settlements.

Before and after firing a flash, a transformation of the terrain that I don't think is the same place.

The dwelling of a group known as the demon warrior Maygas was devastated by just one blow.

"... wow. There's no one involved, is there?

Theodosius looks over the faces of his men with his best regards, the teacher who directs the children. Although we all have a uniform sunken look, there are no vacancies.

Turning to refreshment, Theodosius, their chief, raised his voice.

"The great empire of Zackabar is proud and the elites of the Rinming Regiment. More than this, I offer a minute of silent prayer to Miss Termea. That her soul will not be saved clean in Heaven's Ratesheor. And eternal happiness in the next life. Silent prayer."

The knights thus offered a quiet prayer in front of the immense tombstone that stood.