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

Finally, the time has come.

At the same time as I was waiting to apologize, I also caught up with the nervousness.

"Finally..."

"Yes, it's good..."

In front of the majestic Reindeer Royal Castle, a long staircase that leads to its entrance, Liquid Protection and Belgrette breathe heavily and deeply.

The mission was simple and clear. Handing over documents to the timohey figures of the Lefe Witchcraft Empire and delivering their responses to King Aldia.

The deadline is the moon of Xingliao, the 21st. And today is the month of the sky, the eighth day, which will be the following month.

There is no excuse, late to lucidity, and I can no longer think of any other option but to be prepared.... It should be.

"I wonder what will happen..."

Arishi shielding was bibibili. I can't get my legs forward.

"Ugh, um..."

Did the girl knight next door look the same or confused?

By the time it was about five hours away from the arrival of Wang capital, Belgrette had skipped the art of communication to the castle.

to report the return beforehand, regardless. Finally, with her skill, she's within reach of the communications technology.

Leaver, this is Oretta.

Responding was the voice of a gentle woman, somewhat prolonged.

Oretta Bloody Fir, deputy captain of Silver Legion Squad Silverios, an elite knighthood proud of the Kingdom of Raindeer.

As for drift protection, he was a less knowledgeable person. As far as I can remember from a few far-sighted impressions, I remember she was a pretty sister of a quiet type, not unlike her voice. And my breasts were huge.

I hear that for the Belgrettes and their sisters and Princess Liliane, they are like sisters they can count on. There is no doubt that he was an unusual "Silver Legion Troop Silverios," as well as a very unlikely person on the deputy captain's seat.

"Ah. Leaver, um... it's Belgrette"

Against the name of a girl knight as if she had decided to,

"Oh, oh! BELGRETTE! It's been some time. Did you get close?

Oretta's voice responded is bright at the bottom.

"Yeah... Well, I'm sorry I'm so late..."

'No, you're safe and above all. You don't have to be afraid of that. How far are you coming now?

"I just entered the Zatherwarf region...... I think we'll be there in about five hours..."

"Rika." Well, I'll wait at the front door when it's time. Greetings. '

"Ugh, yeah. Please."

Finish communication.

"... you didn't feel particularly angry or anything at all. Looks okay, huh...?

In contrast to the flow protection, which exhales with a little relief,

"Ugh..."

Belgrette holds her abdomen down and gives herself up.

"Hey, what's up, Bell boy?"

"Oretta... I don't know because being angry doesn't put it on the table at all..."

"Seriously......"

The boy swallowed gokuri and spit.

"Okay, I can't help it this way. Let's go......!

"Yeah......!

Nodding each other, the two brace their bellies.

Make sure you follow the long steps that usually lead up to the third floor of the house, diving through the big doors.

"Uh, you're here. Welcome home, both of you."

The woman - Oretta - who acknowledged the appearance of the street guards and was waiting in the hall - walked over.

Pure white hair stretched to the back. A dress of the same colour and a pitch-black cape over the shoulder are contrasting shades. The curve of the chest painted a large and gentle arc, and as a boy of his age, he needed to be consciously out of sight.

A beauty with no multiplier, combining a gentle looking face with an atmosphere. As a drift shield, I didn't think, "Tell me all about it! I want to say," She is an older sister like she painted on a picture.

Is that why it should be said?

Such a black song sword raised on her hips was felt badly disproportionate and disastrous.

"Bellette Fizz Gertillude, I'm back now. You have significantly exceeded your return schedule, and you may not be able to open your application."

Imitate Belgrette with her head bowed deeply, and watch her protect herself. Take the same attitude with her appearance.

"Lugo Aliumi, we're back. Um... I'm the reason for the delay, so... Belle... Belle Grete isn't bad, so, uh..."

"Li, Lugo."

Seeing such an exchange, Oretta blew out a fuss.

"Well, calm down. Let us begin by thanking God for the safe return, although the task is of course important. Yes, good luck"

Pan, I adore that trick that goes with the palm of my hand. He was like a kindergarten teacher.

"I've spoken to His Majesty. We'll wait for you while we look at it, so let's go report it."

"Wow, I see..."

"You won't be so nervous, Ariumi guerrilla. It doesn't make any difference what you did with your neck."

"Ha-,... Huh?

My neck, flying?

plenty of stiffness for a few seconds,

"Ah. That's an analogy story. An analogy story. Whether you're nervous or not, it's no different to what happens, so let's just stay put - something like that."

"O, Oretta! That analogy isn't weird......!?

"Hehe, I'm sorry. Because it seemed like it would be worth the tease."

... I see. Is this the kind of person you are?

Rubbing around her stomach, she walked out after the two women.

Along the way, I was mistaken with some soldiers, but there were a few who looked slightly surprised. What is the point of being fulfilled and put into it?

Were you alive? Are you back by now? I don't care about you, but I'm glad Belgrette's okay.

That's where drift protection comes up with it, but for some reason, there was someone in there who came up with something like a favorable - an enviable glance. Somewhere, a gaze reminiscent of Alverista, a weak male student who is a student of the College.

(... hey what? I have an attack hobby, I guess not... please don't...)

The meaning of that gaze will be found in this later conversation with King Ardia.

When Oretta escorted me into the middle of a glance, it was the two of us who waited.

One naturally sat back on the throne, King Aldia. And the other...

(Whew...)

Liquid protection unexpectedly became sinister on the inside.

A young man weaving a jacket similar to a long coat, characterised by short blonde hair and sharp eyelids. Latias, head of "Silver Legion Troop" Silvalios.

As for drift protection, this is the second time I've seen him like this. The first face-to-face meeting took place shortly after the destruction of Farvnar, who came to the college. It will be since that time when I was first called to the king and came to see him. This was the first time I've seen this person face to face since I became a guerrilla.

In the beginning, I was told a distant dislike about the inability to use the Divine Chant "Oracle".

With that background, he's a less likeable opponent as a boy. The head of such an elite unit, as then, kept his back on the pillar and stood with a chilled face.

"Well done. You're back, you two. Looks magnificent and above all."

King Aldia stands as magnificent as ever and smiles lavishly at the drifting guardians. Totally as usual, doesn't look angry.

"Did you keep the bumps from Timohay's grandfather?

"Ah, yes..."

Let's keep it. It's Lugo Ariumi, the guerrilla.

"Yes, sir"

To retrieve the document, the cloth bag on the shoulder was turned in front of the chest.

"Hmm. Is it fashionable to call it this now? Lugo Aliumi, champion of the eighty-seventh heavenly banquet"

As it was, the bag was removed.

"Ha ha! I'm surprised. Damn, it's this way that surprised you, huh? You guys are hardly coming back, if you've been reading the institutional paper wondering if you two are doing Yorosik, it says big fat. The eighty-seventh and heavenly banquet of turmoil, the winner is the mysterious boy boxer Lugo Aliumi! The return of its martial arts, hero Geisserius, who controlled the feast without skill!? Nah, it's huge. No, it's the biggest surprise I've had in years."

The giant king hits himself on the knee and laughs so.

…………

It was a blind spot that information had been received before his return.

Nevertheless, more than two weeks have passed since the end of the heavenly banquet.

That's the biggest event in the refeit. The institutional paper rewarding the results was quicker than the late return of the drift protection - which may be a natural story.

The sight of a soldier in the hallway, the meaning of which was this. A look at "The Champion of the Heavenly Bombardment Feast".

"Damn it, I'm out of here! If I envy you. So, Lugo. How was the martial arts festival?"

"Oh, no..."

I guess King Aldia really likes the holding of this hand. Despite the greatest man in this country, he asks, lurking his voice like an evil kid who plots mischief. but

"… Your Majesty"

"Oops."

At the call of Latias, who did not hide his sigh, he deliberately flaunted his great shoulder.

Once again, the king who received the document nodded satisfactorily.

"Okay. I did receive it. Thank you, both of you."

It's such a hard word, but I still can't honestly accept it as a drift protection. Because of the burden of being late.

"Knock, I'm disappointed when the people of Lefe see you shrinking so much when you control the heavenly banquet. Tighten your chest, your chest."

"Ha ha..."

That's what they said, and you can't even reopen it.

"Do you want me to ask you why? There are a lot of people in the crappy House of Lords and Latias who are on top of the Buddha. It's obvious that the reason for the delay was at the heavenly banquet... and let me ask you how it came to be so"

The drift shield nodded in eye contact with Belgrette and decided to follow the order and explain.

Meet Myol. Encounter the "Witch of the Divine Domain".

An assault on Myol by the demon warrior Maygus, which happened at the arrowhead he tried to return to. Target the witch, the emergence of a man named Enrokak. Being in the Heavenly Boom Feast was the quickest way to solve the problems that arose to them......

Of course, "The Witch of the Divine Domain," while I lay low that Sakurai Yukizaki is the same Japanese as myself, I will not falsely talk about anything else.

"... that's it. As for the delay in the assignment, I'm really sorry. But I couldn't think of any other solution... and I still don't think I was wrong."

At the end of the clumsy explanation, the drift shield so tightened.

About Sakuragiri. About Predilecke. And about Myol.

Without a decision on the residue, these solutions could not have been possible. Yes, I am strongly convinced.

One man opens his mouth for the first time with a cold look, as opposed to King Aldia, who laughs all the time.

"Hmm. 'I don't think my judgment was wrong', or"

"... what is it?

Latias returns some of the illustrations and unexpectedly asks back.

Shortly afterwards, however, the shield was to freeze itself.

"No, what. If anything happened while you were away - like the Spring thing, a college raid by a grudge demon, for example... I was wondering if you could have said that dialogue."

――――

Moment after moment, my head was bright white.

Didn't you expect objections from the source? Latias, with his cold eyes, spins words pale and clerical.

"Whatever, Lugo Aliumi guerrilla. You decided arbitrarily that those actions should take precedence over the mission… I wonder if that's okay."

"... Ah, uh..."

"While overstepping… the two of us considered that there was no urgency in the task"

That's what Belgrette said in the form of a help boat to the clogged shield.

"Right. Well, as a result, you're right about that decision."

"..., eh?

I didn't think you'd be affirmed, drifting shelter eats unexpectedly. Belgrette was also surprised or faintly eyed.

"It won't come as a surprise. This assignment is, to say the least, an exchange of personal letters between His Majesty and Old Timohay. In fact, there was no urgency."

Latias lines up his words in boredom.

"But. It's fine to act under those judgments... but if we all think like that and act thoughtfully in our assignments, the organization and the rules will cease to exist. If it continues, it will eventually lead to the breakdown of order."

……

He was an exodus who tried to argue something with his guts, but the words didn't say anything.

The reason for this is simple. Because I felt right about what Latias said.

"If the deadline set is exceeded, there will also be an obstacle to the plans of those awaiting the report. You'll be worried too. Provisions also mean to dispel such concerns"

"…………, yes"

"In the future, it's about striving to be able to stand around without breaking discipline. I'll follow up on your disposition."

I wanted to say something back. But there was no word I could give back.

For example, how would this Latias have dealt with this case?

I don't really want to admit it as a drift protection, but I hear he's an extremely good person. Unlike myself, you should be face-friendly with the Lefe executives in the first place. I wouldn't hesitate to 'kill' my enemies either.

Will that power be greatly exerted, both in terms of power and in terms of force, to keep things round?

"Then Your Majesty. I beg your pardon."

That's how Latias walked out of sight.

……

As for the mood, it might have been easier to say even one of the dislikes, as before.

I couldn't even say it back. I was stuck with the obvious argument, and that ended it.

I didn't even stand on the mound like they said I was sarcastic or disgusted. It was a problem before that - the thought swirled in the chest of drift protection.

but.

"Oh, I wonder if the captain could have done something good."

Smiling at the garlic there is the oretta that accompanied it. Somewhere that tone is white.

"Kuku. That doesn't have to be said. I'm afraid Lugo won."

"Oh, I knew it."

"Huh? What do you mean...?

"Whoa, don't tell that Latias bastard, okay? I'm just talking about here."

If you ask me, there is a personal certainty between the family of swords that Latias and Lefe's "Thirteen Martial Family" boast. Anything in the past, one of the big men in the sword lineage has provoked Latias to say, "You'll never win where you went to the heavenly banquet"?

But this time, both Ergo, the family's regarded treasure, and Enrokak, feared to be the strongest demon sword of all time, have both lost and died halfway through.

The winner is Raindeer's soldier, who can't even use his technique.

"I guess the sawdust drinks have gone down ~"

Ugh, and Oretta laughs with her hands on her mouth like a rumor-loving wife.

"Yes, yes, the Ariumi guerrillas. You should remember. Yikes. Captain, I have a habit of turning my neck when I'm in a bad mood. In the wind."

You're going to imitate even the look on your face, I recall looking at Oretta circling her neck with a beautiful ruined face.

When I first met Latias - he did lean his neck that way more than once.

"... ah"

And notice.

That Latias had never shown that trick this time.

"Heh, did you notice? The person is meant to be a calm man who doesn't put his emotions on the table. Oh. And you don't have to worry about the captain Hanashi earlier. The College exorcism has been updated to something powerful, and we're making sure that the handyman stays in the nearby stuffs all the time. It's like the spring thing, I won't let you attack the demons anymore."

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. Oretta

(…, but)

'If anything had happened while you were away - if there had been a college raid by a grudge demon, like the Spring case for example... I wonder if you could have said that dialogue'

An unanswered question swirls through the drift shelter.

Belgrette had the same or less sunny look.

"Look, both of you, I don't care. Sometimes that won't work or you won't get around to it. But in that case, they're knights' regiments' to assist each other. If you guys aren't around, we or someone else moves. The reverse would also be possible. That's all. Look, if you care what my aunt says, you won't get it."

"He has always been a master of speech. Now is the time to take on the role of captain, but the bottom line is nothing has changed since he was a bad kid. I'm still telling you to quit captain every time something happens."

Goddamn it, the giant king turned to the homeless as he shrugged his shoulders.

"Well, anyway. Belle to Lugo, thank you very much. So, as Latias said... to show others, let them be discreet for a while. But I'm actually on vacation in the name of prudence. I don't restrict my behavior in particular. On this occasion, Bell should go home and show Rubert his face."

"... to my father, is it?

"Oh, I was so worried you weren't coming home. If you stay like this, you might get a hole in your stomach. Make him feel safe early."

"Yes. I understand that."

After a lot of soothing bickering, they left the room between sightings.