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

"... damn, what's happened since then...?

Someone's anxious voice echoes unreliably into the small cave space.

……

Bergrette was at the entrance to the rock, quietly watching what was going on outside. The blue, sumptuous forest is surrounded by quiet air.

The second car loaded with supplies and about thirty people on its escort were leaning against the small cave they discovered. Rather than caves and caves, it may be correct to say that the cliffside, slightly swept horizontally, It had little height or depth and was a slightly narrow place for everyone on the spot to enter.

but still can't get in here with Zuwira Shamore's giant. Even in the worst case scenario, we can often buy time here.

"Is this all the guys who followed Car Two?

"I saw Goffrey and Det get kicked in the ass by that monster... then already..."

"... damn"

"... If there's no one else, you can think of it as going toward Car Three..."

One way or another, it's close to my desire to have it.

And - such a hopeful observation is quickly broken with denial.

"No... Lord Lisserrit should have been trying to come this way too. But I don't see him."

"What the... I don't know, it's not like it's fallen off"

"Ha, maybe..."

"I can count on you at night, Cavalier, but you're like a very dear maid during the day. When I get settled, I need you to go find me..."

- Nobody, not a word.

Maybe they've done it, what?

…………

Belgrette, who had heard that conversation, also chews her lips quietly.

Research is not the only thing. Did all the other personnel really put it on the third car? Has anyone strayed, gone astray? Has anyone, like the soldiers who were falling, been dialed and skipped? And what happened to the drift protection that took on Zuwira Shamour...

Looking around, the soldiers are mocking two black horses. The large carrier section is safe without significant damage. These two cars are loaded with the necessary food and supplies. You can think of losing this as a failure of the mission. Only to be taken away or destroyed is absolutely unacceptable.

Parra, and a small piece of stone falls from the ceiling. Belgrette, lightly paying off the dust that had fallen on her shoulders, looked out haphazardly.

Fine vibration. I realized that these had fallen because the ground had shaken.

The girl knight who watched the woods outside, there...

…… ――――

I witnessed something that wasn't supposed to happen.

Long body walking among the neglected trees. A resentment of appearance, even with giant deer, 'bulimia' Zuwira Shamour -.

- Why? Why not.

The person who should have stopped the flow protection.

No, it's not. It's not the Amandas or the individuals whose drift protection is stopping them, it might be a novice.

Reality seals off that thought like looking for a way out.

The Grievance Devil had lost his left eye. He drips red blood streams like tears from his orbits and circles his long neck around him. Follow the carriage, it's coming this far.

If you look closely, it's a little strange to walk. I can see you're hurting your leg. Who, other than Amanda and Oretta, can make that monster suffer that much wound? Why did that wounded anomaly come this far by letting go of the opponent who was supposed to have been standing up? It is not. The man who was fighting, he lost.

Because he's dead. He came here after his next prey.

――――――――――

I felt the world leaning.

"Whoa, hey... what, so... he's..."

"Come on, I'm coming! That guerrilla, he got hit!?

Noticing an approaching grudge demon, the soldiers lurking themselves in the cave croak. In Belgrette's ears, those hustle and bustle sounded somewhere far away - dreamy.

"... - Lew... go,"

No, not even his own voice calling his name.

"The Girl" begins the chant of the art without hesitation.

For one blow only. I just paint a silver trajectory once and it will be foggy, I will use up my powers myself, but an absolute special sword -

Don't be ridiculous.

I did it.

Yaka-no.

wandering the

"Finally... take care of yourself..."

To anger, to hatred, to thought, consciousness sweeps away.

Give me Lugo. Take care of me.

Wattano, Lugo.

'What are you going to do'.

"Impossible Failure Style".

- I'll kill you.

It doesn't look like a Belgrette.

There was something else mixed up in that voice that overflowed as a conclusion.

"Not good... he's over here..."

The vibrations that I feel are close to me and getting bigger.

Zuwira Shamour was busily looking around - but surely, walking over to the cave where Car II and the soldiers lurked.

If you're hiding here, you're safe - I can't say enough. The cave is shallow and not deep enough to be invisible from the outside.

Besides, a grudge demon is a being that always exceeds one's expectations. Until Amanda or Oretta arrives, fulfill and lift it safely. Even if you can't get in here directly, there's a chance you'll use your long neck to set something up.

While everyone lurks their breath and hopes the monster passes by. Just one person, Bergrette peers out from the rocky shade near the entrance, exhales a small breath.

That's. Not to hide, but to dance to enemies... the exhalation to roll the force.

And

"Ugh... shit, they're coming!

Finally, the grudge demon realized.

A carriage that stretches to lead. Cave leading up ahead. Hiding there, in the presence of bait.

"Damn, damn it! Pack it in the back more!

"Traffic! Get in line in the deepest and knock them all in!

A giant monster rushed over to the cave. Light footsteps, however, shake the earth into small pieces, scattering dust from the cave ceiling. The behavior of just running. That alone makes me realise whether or not I have the ability to make a difference in digits.

"Don't be cowardly! We're the ones who can attack unilaterally! Shooting to make sure..."

As all the soldiers retreated to the back of the hole and set themselves up, a girl knight popped out.

"Heh, Lord Belgrette!?

Soon after who stops, he dances out of the cave and sets up abruptly to Zuwira Shamour, who was coming all the way to the front of the hole.

- The sword.

As one, no exception, I had to think. Reckless, he said. He said it was too far-fetched a special attack without any sensible girlfriends.

By witnessing this, everyone on the spot was made to look different: reality. Some humans, such as that guerrilla, the 'penta', and the upper knight, say that the 'something' they were born with is decidedly different.

Belgrette, bravely fleshy to resentment demons, is certainly fast. But it's how fast, as a human being - in the realm of common sense.

In the eyes of Zuwira Shamour, it may even have slowly appeared.

A neck wielded unconstitutionally - a head like a hammer - clashes with a sword of water carried by Belgrette. But naturally, he couldn't do anything like stomp on it, and the girl knight was blown away in grandeur with the momentum of a swept head thrust. The great sword disappears into the void without hesitation, and she tumbles and falls down nearly ten miles down the earth of grass leaves.

There was a slight blood splash from the resentment demon's head, which meshed with the water blade, but that was all.

"Lord Belgrette..."

Some of the soldiers watching groan, but nothing can be done about it.

I heard he was being cordial with the guerrillas, but he was supposed to have stopped. So confusion because he might have been killed.

To the girl knight who fell asleep in depression, the alien approaches itself.

This is reality. Naturally.

Belgrette is not weak. The presence of "bulimia" is too powerful.

In blurred vision are the huge four legs and hooves walking over here. Every step forward, the earth vibrates.

(............... ah, ah)

In his frivolous thoughts, Belgrette just stares.

What am I doing? Why are you lying here?

... Oh, yeah. When you realize - it's like they're going to poke you.

- What are you doing? If we keep going...

-su, -but the surface will be…

A voice you hear from the depths, like it's not your own.

(……… this…)

Somewhere dreary clutter, like I remember it somewhere, like it's not my own, like it's been overflowing from the depths of the underworld.

I don't know, but I do. That it has a dark color that even smears light.

(It's not the first time... … before, also……)

- Again. Loss of drift protection -

- If Lifeguard will return safely.

Because I lost straight away, and I don't mind.

That's right. There was always a danger to him, when...

Like being pushed around, not.

They pushed me.

The moment that convincing,

From directly above the fallen girl knight, the mouth of Zuwira Shamour, open to its limits, approached.

sounds of a properly flashy clash, a fine fragment of ice pouring down on the girl knight lying on the ground.

Interrupted between Zuwira Chamore and Belgrette was a giant thin sheet of white ice unfolding in the universe.

"Ku......, are you okay, Belle!

Amanda Aide is proud of her iron wall defense, the Ice Absolute "Congelatio".

A guardian knight who jumped in with a difference in hair stood up to protect his junior.

The resentment demon interrupted by his predatory behavior shook his head down to the roofed ice claw, exactly like the other one Amanda and others crusaded.

"Kuh, you too! Remember one of the fools......!

Amanda continues to maintain her defensive technique while holding a soothing Belgrette in her left arm.

"Oh, you two made it! They've arrived!

"All right, cover it! Shoot him, eh!"

From the cave, various shades of attack technique were simultaneously swept away. It hits the whole body of the resentful demon without any diffusion, but the monster of the day doesn't even show a bare gesture that can be put down, and he keeps shaking his head down to eat the ice wall in front of him - the Belgrette he recognized as his prey, to be precise.

"You're gonna get me on track, Deer...!

Is that a sign that the guerrillas fought hard? The grudge demon had his left eye crushed and became a ship's eye. It goes with the behavior of shaking your head violently, blood rain pouring. The female knight's ice cream plays all of it like an umbrella.

(Well...)

The soldiers' attacks have not made sense. I can't move because I have Belgrette. The reverse eye is still - Oretta. Coming together, she stays in a remote position and has already begun chanting.

(This, keep... five minutes, no, about four minutes... can you carry it...!?

To be honest, I have to say, it's tough. Amanda is also starting to wear out by activating the procedure. Oretta started chanting as soon as she confirmed the appearance of this monster, but it still takes four minutes. In the meantime, it's just hard not to keep being unilaterally attacked.

Is it first that you do your best and that the Belgrettes will eat you? Is it first that Oretta's technique is completed and the grudge demon is cut off?

(Compared to patience, or...!

The anomaly occurred shortly thereafter.

The grudging demon, who had repeatedly poked his head at Amanda's ice-cutting "congelatio" like crazy, abruptly lowered his mind and took a few steps back in a fluttering fashion.

……

Did the soldiers' backup fire work? Whether they were surprised or held back themselves, interrupt the rains of the assault technique.

(No, it's not. Is this...?

The giant monster trembles on its body, his neck down in bitterness.

Moments.

Confront the resentment demon from the front, Amanda. It was held in its arms, and Belgrette, who was out of life. I should have been focusing on chanting, Oretta. A cave full of soldiers.

Everyone, without one exception, was blinded by the event.

Zuwira Shamore twisted the giant and vomited.

Gastric fluid scattered as if you had flipped some water.

Different odor of backward acid, hot air to stand up.

Something refluxes down my long neck, along with the dull sound of boom. Two big swells.

They rolled out of the mouth of the resentful demon wide enough to rip open. all over the viscous liquid.

- That is, two humans.

"Keho, keho, kaha!

Reserlitt Tailvid, the knight of Silver Legion Troop Silverios, coughs up in grandeur as she falls down;

"Huh......, is that a big success? Try it."

Wet your whole body in gastric fluids, but still get up, guerrillas sometimes have current protection.