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

"Damn, those are the crooked ones!

In the roaring wind, the attacking soldiers abominably fall back.

The soldiers going to the woods were currently confronted by a dozen resentful demons.

Identification name, Gargermeyrum. Category C, among them, is classified as superior.

The figure is the plant itself. The back length is about the adult's chest, with plenty of bag-shaped torso, followed by shiny sharp leaves (teeth). From its main predatory bag were stretched four long pieces that became better, and it was a typical 'plant-based monster' for its appearance.

If I were to mention something notable, it would be its color first. The torso - the predatory bag - is a fluorescent pink to the point of toxicity to the eye. Instead of being confused and simulated around him, he was a grudge demon who was surviving by standing out.

Based on how you went into battle,

"Hey, what's that unusual peach color? And then it stinks."

"Hmm?... a grudge demon! All hands up!

The exchange of soldiers began, for example.

This gargermeiram grudge demon, always emits a sweet fragrance from the bag. As a 'good smell to attract' to the small animals that feed on it, it is felt as a 'unpleasant smell I don't even want to get close to' to the big resentful demons and beasts that become natural enemies. Then the aromatic (odorous) source is a dazzling pink color, so make it approaching and avoiding. It is easy to mark.

Even though he is not an overwhelming strong man, his way of being able to habitat by 'exaggerating' his own existence could be considered a rare example in the harsh natural world.

And this gagelmeiram, it has another major feature.

"Ugh, wow, here we come!

"Yep, a face demon! Back off, back off!"

And the soldiers that stood scattered like spiders.

Yeah, we're moving. They can scrupulously scratch the multiple spreading roots and walk their own way in a delicate way besides their thoughts. In time, I can't get close to the detour because I wield four long, tough ones endlessly.

Of the categories from S above to E below, resentment demons positioned in C. Although it would be quicker to count from the bottom if it were to be a distinction in the "Grievance Devil's Complementary Book," it was nevertheless too much of a threat for the concurrent human being. You can't even resist a people without the skill to fight, like being stood in the abyss of death, even by a trained soldier.

Especially this grudge demon, who can be considered incompatible with many soldiers.

(10) The time is wide and its power is strong. If we get close to the detour, we'll be knocked down or tangled up. Naturally, the tactics of shooting the technique from a distance are fundamental, but how many minutes of "nothing" Gargermeiram itself is stiff. Tough skin reduces the attack. It's hard to get a direct hit because it moves around quickly.

A dozen such monsters are on the path.

He was a soldier who actively set up to prevent a raid on the carriage, but he couldn't stand around as much as he thought he would, forcing him to struggle.

If you do, you're nothing more than an 'expert on that path' to break the situation.

Prominent, to combat experts.

One to confront.

A high stretched right leg cuts off one of the swinging swings and dances through the universe. By doing so, all four of the tentacles of the murder weapon were cut off - this grudge demon became just a moving plant.

…………

Stick your hands in the underwear sac 'Pocket' and keep your right leg straight up. Slightly motionless and stationary is the Silver Legion Squad Silverios Dermie Charzole Belt.

He was chopping off all of Gargermeiram's wielding as a troublesome weapon by his "leg moves in the wind".

".................. haha"

It was like a nagging sigh on the battlefield.

As he reached the ground with his pinned right foot, he jumped it as an axial foot. Dermie's skinny body with centrifugal force approaches the resentment demon by drawing an arc while turning two or three times.

Conveniently seven and a half revolutions, the right heel of the man who descended in the orbit of the parabola as he pivoted was slapped down with an axe to the top of the resentment demon's head.

The monster bounces off with a flashy bursting sound, and the fluid that was contained is scattered before the whirlwind.

The only trace of the resentment demon was the stain that remained on the earth that gave me soil.

Dermie, who was giving in with the aftertaste of the landing, stood up as he liked.

"It's dirty..."

Rub the resentment demon's body fluids attached to his right boot onto the ground.

The boring expression remained unchanged at all times, and both hands were never pulled out of the sac Pocket.

Its orbit is illegible and irregular, and its heavy wind-cut sound tells the story of its high power.

(I can see... eh)

You wouldn't be safe if you hit him directly. Tentacles in front, but Bergrette was showing his spare standing around.

Results of the exercises that have continued to overlap every day. Compared to drift protection, the slower the movement feels even when it comes to resentment demons. for one of the flying squirrels,

"Huh!"

Flash the blade released from the sheath raised on the left hip. It is the shape of my brother and a long sword dyed black by the influence of "The Black Ghost with the Sword".

(12) The length was reduced lightly along with the subtle response, and the other one, which immediately flew from the side, was to follow the same end of the road by means of a slash to be translated.

Against the frightened Gargermeiram, Bergrette treads heavily on the ground and fleshes.

Running was a flash of black and white.

A long sword of water in my left hand, a black real sword in my right hand. The remnants to draw are crosses. Both blades, unleashed by mistake, succeeded in harvesting stunning plants.

"Ok......!

Looking back and confirming the fallen down grudge demon, the girl knight waves her two swords small. It was the 'remnants' of being a Belgrette, which I only wore as I trained with drift protection.

"Ooh..."

"Bhu, Bhulifo"

The young soldiers who had witnessed the vivid appearance were leaking admiration, but the dull girl knights did not realize if they did it to the favor that could be directed at them.

"One, they're coming this way!

One gargermeiram slipped through a rampage that could be fought forward, waving his tentacles toward the carriage.

"Stay away from the carriage!

The horses and the soldiers deployed around the body of the vehicle stand in colour.

On the other side, two people, Amanda and Oretta, are currently engaged with the same grudge demon.

"... I'll intercept!

If so, there is nothing else here but for me to deal with.

Lisa Ritt Tailvid, a woman knight who jumped mightily from among the soldiers she set herself up with, struck a grudge at the devil first.

"Li, Lord Liserit!

"Oh, please go back!

The hurried and hesitant voice of such soldiers lights a more feminine knight's struggling heart.

(I'm Silver Legion Squad Silverios, too! My brother told me to back off, but even during the day, enemies of this magnitude -, eh!?

The moment I laid my hand on my hips long sword, I noticed the discomfort.

On his left ankle, he quickly wrapped a grudge around the devil's chest.

"Wow!

With tremendous power, he is instantly dragged down.

"Come on, let go of me, damn it!

No kicking or frightening with the remaining right leg. With the power of the outside world, he is attracted when his body drifts toward the resentful demon. Very, it wasn't the kind of force that people could resist.

"This monster... whoa."

"Leaving Lord Lisserrit... Ah"

Several of the soldiers burst into the Gagelmeyrum, but fell in under a swinging wave.

"Stay... oh, my!

"Don't rush into it! Shooting..."

The moment one of the magnificent soldiers raised his voice,

Don, and a tremendous vibration. And the explosion, the earthly smoke that can stand in.

From just above the grudge demon, something hit me hard landed.

"... be, ah"

That's where Lisserrit finds out.

That the terrible force that was grabbing my left ankle is fading away.

There was another "Silver Legion Troop", Silverios, where the soaring battle axe of flames was cast into the earth.

"Don't touch my sister with your dirty hands. You're welcome, grass. I'll destroy you."

My brother suddenly came down - beside Ted. There were no traces of resentment demons left as one in a part of the earth where a long flaming axe was tapped into and scorched. Except for the wreckage of a thousand slices from the middle, which just fell off the ankle of Lisserrit.

Ted's overwhelming firepower, unsuitable for a gentle face. Its flaming axe, which was intoxicated by King Aldia and began by imitating it. Now no one makes a fool of this as a matter of confusion or imitation. As one of the only elite forces currently present, he boasts shameless strength.

"Lisa. I told you to stay back."

My brother, who disappeared his technique, came on a small run. To my sister's crisis, she flew off the front line in a hurry. That attitude in contact with young children unnecessarily damages the self-esteem of Lisserrit.

"But even I..."

"I know. Your power will be needed at night, even if it's not. Don't rush."

……

It's been two years since Silver Legion Squad Silvalios entered.

Forever, I can't just be 'at night'. Even during the day, I want to be a knight. That's what I thought behind this expedition.

"Oh!"

"Whoa......!

It was suddenly the voices of the boiling soldiers that interrupted Lisalitt's thinking.

She also turns her face to something and looks out unexpectedly.

In everyone's struggle, the Grievance Demon had reduced that number to one at a time. And crossing with that last enemy...

"Hmm. Let me take a look at you, Ariumi Paradel"

That's what my brother said. King Aldia immediately gave him two names to be "Fist Strike" Luckels, "the boy.

It was the situation that caught everyone's attention even more.

The tentacles of the Gagelmeyrum stretched from afar intertwined with gutter on the right arm of the guerrilla. An unfavourable situation captured by a resentful demon, like just now Lisserrit.

The rest is this enemy, only one. If you want to do it, it's easy to slap all the soldiers around you.

But nobody moved.

There was a reason to consist of a variety of thoughts.

"Heck, they grabbed me, didn't they? What's wrong," no protection "?

It is an objection to the guerrillas or

"From the feeling I saw in the example of terrorism, it's not going to be a problem. Let me look flashy."

or is an expectation,

"Come on, how do you handle it...?

It could have been an observation like Ted watching by his side.

What we have in common is - that everyone is paying attention to every move in "Fist Strike" Luckels.

(Hmm... let me see that strength! Lugo Aliumi......!

It was a reservoir that I thought strongly as I stared at it.

"Ah......!?

Already, I realize that the idea itself is a mistake.

Grievances and boys confronting each other over long distances. Tentacles pinned and stuck, connecting both sides.

That's crazy.

Why can that guerrilla stand flat while his right arm is caught by the gargermeiram's squirrel -?

(I... not long ago, they dragged me down -)

The boy, by the way, was showing off one scale of his bottomless power.

"Oh, my God, you're such a ghoulish pull"

I didn't make it faint. The grudge demon is obviously trying to bring back the grudge that caused the boy to wind up. I'm trying to drag my opponent down. Yet the little man is immovable as if he was rooted in the earth.

(Ugh, shh!? What power do you have......!?

"Well, I'll pull it too... duh!

It was just after he declared it.

Everyone's cheers exploded.

The Gargermeiram, pulled from the ground up, gently swept through the universe. Draw a parabola, so that it can be drawn towards the guerrillas. That's like fishing for a big fish.

"- Zip!"

And a breath I've never even heard of.

The right fist of the guerrilla protrudes toward the resentful demon who flew in front of him.

The blow penetrates the prey bag gently. Along with the sound of a bag full of water bursting, the last gargermeiram exploded in the air.

The fluids and pollen that were stored in the bag were scattered all at once.

"Finished"

As if nothing had happened while the dust was still not clear. A victorious boy returns beneath us all.

"Hey, what a way to defeat..."

"You're not at a disadvantage! Shot with a fist!" Fist Strike, Luckerz. "That's not Dada!

A large number of soldiers greeted him with cheers.

"Hmm, what! That's fancy!

Ted, standing beside Lisalitt, is also nodding satisfactorily. Belgrette, with a slightly frightened face, rushed over to the boy.

"Lugo... also flashy for a long time..."

"No, well, they wanted a power comparison..."

"Mmm, brilliant, Ariumi guerrilla! Looks good.... By the way, are you there?

That said, Amanda, who heads the team, is the one who offers the textiles.

"... Yes. Hey, thanks. Ho ho ho ho ho ho, vu, smelly and powdery and nebulous what is this..."

"What were you going to do if the resentment demon's fluid was toxic, too?"

"No, because the Doctor told me you were okay before you went in..."

The guerrillas, drenched in resentful demon fluids, received the cloth a little shy and began to wipe their faces and bodies. Bright laughter also leaks from the soldiers at the sight that can't be tightened.

"... eh"

With such a sight in sight, Lisserrit gripped her little fist.

It is its small size, while feeling like it shows its immaturity.