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

Before the evening when the radiance of the day god Inverenus increased redness.

Lifeguard and Leo were both walking around the city chatting.

"Right. Is Lugo leaving tomorrow?"

"Oh. The mission itself was over this morning."

Carbolo, by the way, dragged the bad guy in the example to take him to the barracks.

The shadows of the city are somewhat neglected, and the buildings and alleys stained with oranges are somewhat sad. Most of the time, it will be busy with the men who just finished today's work and the housewives who came out to buy dinner.

"Is it this time already? Well, what's for dinner tonight? I look forward to my beloved Caede's handicrafts."

While I saw Leo's candle face like that, Lifeguard bumped into a question that I cared a little about.

"... Leo and Kaede have been together since they were kids"

"No? Oh, yeah."

I mean, like a childhood friend.... to myself and the colorful flowers, a very similar situation.

What Leo thinks of Caede is obvious,

"... because in me and elsewhere, there is no way I can match Master Leo."

She also cares for him in the depths of her heart, as she looks faceless and unscrupulous towards Leo. As one man, conscious.

(We can see each other that way...)

"Lugo? What's wrong?

"... oh, no. Nothing."

Leo stretched his body a lot as I talked to him about it.

"Sa... was Lugo's inn over there? My mansion is this way. Unfortunately, you say goodbye here. Thanks for taking care of me, it's been a long time since I had an exciting time."

The smile that floats is from a child who is satisfied with playing. Therefore, the awareness that a dangerous situation has been encountered does not even feel fine dust.

"Uh, Leo. Seems like a lot of times to say... That handshot is a dangerous weapon. This time it just so happens to be off, but if we run into each other again..."

"I know. It's okay."

"Do you really understand..."

Leo's attitude is so light, I don't think he has the consciousness to gain a lifetime in nine deaths.

"Lugo... you're worried about me"

"Huh? Well, well."

"Is that..., as a soldier"

"What? No... uh, what's going on?"

Leo's bright blue eyes were slowly taking him seriously, and the meagre drifting shield accidentally took a step back.

"Ha ha. No, it's nothing. Forget it. Bye."

Turn your back, the pale man leaves.

"Leo!"

My leg stopped, on its back.

"Um... if I ever come to this city again, thank you!

If so called, he raised his right hand high and shook it flickering. Eventually the figure turns around the corner of the alley and disappears.

After dropping him off, he also walked out to the inn.

…………

I ended up not even asking my real name, a young man named Leo.

To be precise, I didn't dare ask.

From the encounter to his present farewell, he did not consistently try to talk about himself. Being the son of a merchant is also a story I heard and learned from Kaede. Instead of putting that position on his nose, he even felt an atmosphere he didn't want to be enlightened.

Each person will have complicated circumstances, things they don't want to talk about, and a variety of reasons.

Although it is the national name "Nihon" that can be given to the vampire herself, the truth remains untold to the majority of humans.

And when it comes to worrying about Leo, one more thing.

(I wonder what that chill was...)

Shortly after we met, we developed from a minor misunderstanding into a fight and got Leo to kneel.

"Do we have to do it with the whole spirit? - I'm rolling. '

It's obvious what he tried to do when he declared it.

He tried to move from just a fight of beating to a fight using the Divine Chant "Oracle". If so,

(Leo... I wonder what technique he would use)

The instinct of drift protection complained of danger, that feeling......

After all, he did not even use the Divine Chant "Oracle" against the bad guys who possessed the handshot. As a matter of fact, can't you handle a technique suitable for combat? Or - not enough opponents to use, did you decide? Even in front of a dangerous person with that 'pistol' in his hand, with the hoop of reason off.

(Until now, that might have been nice...)

I don't know what kind of technique he would handle, but it's too dangerous for a handshot.

"Wow, you were here! Lugo!"

Turning his face to the voice he heard from the side, Carrborough was about to come on a small run down the side street.

"Is that it? What about that Leo or something, brother?

"Oh, I just left. So, how'd it go?

"Ha. In the meantime, that bastard handed it over to the garrison. I need you to interrogate me where I can get my handshot and be honest with me.

"Tired. I hope you know where it came from... it's tough."

It is not a world where there are minutes of "nothing", elaborate scientific investigations, etc. It will be difficult to determine exactly from the slightest evidence or testimony.

"Look, loot."

That's what Carrborough has been offering was exactly the handshot in question.

……

Touching the real thing is the second time since they showed it a little at the refe after the heavenly banquet. By taking it in my hand like this, I feel it again.

(You're doing really well...)

Unrefined and coarsely shredded design, but still a substitute for what the Earthlings would have seen at a glance as a pistol.

The barrel is a simple outfit utilizing an iron cylinder. The size is the extent to which it fits into the palm of your hand. If compared to Earth's firearms, is the small pistol Derringer still the closest? Bullets must be loaded manually, with three rounds loaded. The bullet uses metal called red lead, which is slightly larger in size.

In the technology at the moment, the emphasis on compactness would have resulted in the sacrifice of bullet counts. This weapon called handshot was originally one of the uniforms that came with the mysterious machine suit that became Septius. The size of the storage space in the arm should have been mandatory.

"Do you have any bullets out?

"Ouch. I was actually confused because this was my first time touching it, but I pulled it out."

Horrible, peek into the muzzle with a hand like that.

(There just doesn't seem to be a rifling or anything...)

Shooting out handshots is the power of the Divine Chant "Oracle" to the point of exhaustion. The built-in explosive power of fire technique, which is forcefully blowing bullets, is the correct expression. Flying straight flies, but it seems that a larger bullet receives decent air resistance, which is significantly inferior to that of modern Earth, in terms of both power and range. According to Dr. Locke, "I think it's okay to get shot once or twice if you try your best to protect Kung."

(So I don't want to be shot by mistake... What do you mean, if you work hard?)

Belgrette's story, who was watching the heavenly banquet, said that Dino, who had been shot, had passed out once. At a time when that 'penta', which is constantly prepared without alarm, collapsed as far as possible to avoid even once, the more extrapolating that threat is.

"... Carrborough. What do you think would happen if this thing became commonplace?

With that in mind, the regular boy made a bitter face.

"It's not a refeit, the bandit's got it pretty clumsy, right? If this spread instead of a bowgun or a bow, wouldn't it be pretty nasty?

"... hey"

Carrborough is right, it makes it harder to deal with thieves and bad guys.

This time, for example, he shot a bad guy in the hand with a handshot. You could have shot him instantly for the head, but in order to capture him and get information, it can be considered a legitimate decision. But the other guy had another dozen murder weapons in his possession. Shots fired, but accidentally off. No one was sacrificed this time except, for one thing, luck. When something similar happens in the future, it doesn't necessarily fit in circles again.

And. If that's all it takes, maybe it's still there - and drift protection thinks.

I called this handshot a 'new force', that passageway. The townsfolk who were so preached and listened as if they were bewildered.

Substitutes that may be easily overshadowed by those defined as vulnerable at birth….

(... I hope you think too much)

I don't know all the details of the situation as guerrilla protection, but perhaps this case should be the crime of using the first handshot at Raindeer.

of the two cloves seized. These shall continue to be submitted to King Ardia. From there we will turn to the research department, and they will look into it in detail. I hope the results of the study give us information about where it came from and what to do.

"Lugo, let's go back to the inn anyway - I'm so tired."

"Mmm...... oh"

Following the Gugu walking Carbolo, Liquid Protection also walked out for the inn.

Leo goes alone, dying the streets of Zhu.

The steep, gradient roof of the house, the dust dancing in the sky far south. It's a rare landscape for first-time visitors to Jacques Rote, but it's only natural if you try to be a person born and raised in this city. Rather, as a Leo, when I first visited Wang Capital, I was surprised that there was so little sand and dust.

Proceed along a familiar path that now seems like you can go home even if you close your eyes, without a hint of emotion. As I walked, I dropped my gaze to my left flank.

…………

I pulled the fabric of my jacket and there were so many holes worn there that my thumb would pass softly.

A blow fired from that odd tool called a handshot.

- That's the proof that he was indeed hit.

After that unusual weapon directed at Leo sounded dry.

"... you were off"

"Oh, my God...! Lucky for you!? It just so happens...... I came off by chance, so I was so helpful! Even if it was a hit, what a dick!

Reactions shown by driftshields and bad guys.

(... I don't know what that is)

Safe means it hasn't hit. If it hits, it's fatal, or dead, naturally. In the dark, that's what they were saying. Is it obvious if you think of the speed of the bullet that shot down the sign at an unrecognizable speed?

But the complexion under Leo's clothes didn't even have a slight scratch. I didn't feel attacked or anything. For the first time I realized that the clothing fabric was torn, I understood that it was under attack.

Sure, a murder weapon with stunning performance.

But in the end, it's the same as before. That's what I...

"... Ha"

It was Leo laughing with his nose in mockery and walking, but from the road ahead, he realizes that the black shadow is stretching for a long time.

When I looked up, three men stood in the form of blocking a narrow alley. Two black clothes. And one researcher in white.

"Hi, Mr. Leo. Welcome home, sir."

A man in white, sandwiched by a black escort, raised a nibble and a corner of his mouth.

I found out - who I can no longer say I'm tired of seeing.

Forty men with skinny cat backs, stroked their dull silver hair to seventy-three. Overall, it looks white and unhealthy, while only the blue eyes have the vibrancy of a hungry beast. He was such an impressionable man, dragged by the ambition he had hidden inside, that he had turned into evil even to his face.

He speaks with a deaf, tall voice, and even familiarly.

"I've been waiting for your return at the mansion, but I haven't been able to come back, sir. I thought you'd gradually come back earlier, Kaede. You just came back alone. I had no choice but to get out of town, but I noticed that you seemed caught up in something, sir."

In a playful tone, hold on and continue.

"When you were shot with a handshot, I chilled my liver on the boulder. You wouldn't know, but that 's--"

The man talked about handshots, as if to make a tease of his own knowledge.

The contents are no different from what I heard from Shiatsu. Instead, it was more difficult to understand than the story of shipwreck because it wanted to share something with its own interpretation.

"... and for that reason, sir. That's how dangerous the murder weapon is. In the future, refrain from imitating things like flying out into darkness. You know we don't have to argue about the lives of ordinary people who are only elephants, or your lives… which are important, right?

"Right. I can't wait for you to lose your valuable research."

"My advice as a friend."

"I appreciate that. but as a friend or researcher, you don't understand enough. I don't know if it's a handshot, but... to that extent, did you think it would even scratch me?

If you dare laugh with your nose, even the man in white will look abominably bitter.

"I know more about you than you, don't look at me...! If I hadn't expressed my abilities, I wouldn't have been with you."

"Right. So, you're here again?"

"Hmm... even as a junior, I'm unwilling to take the form of being watered down by research, sir. It's a request from you. Yesterday, even you will know that the scope of the Grievance Devil's actions is expanding. Around this jack rot is no exception now"

Fovirocle was found in a nearby forest. Rugal attacked travelers off the western streets. They were all abrupt, unprecedented reports in the past, but the ones that showed up had no choice. Pursued by the elimination of these resentful demons, the soldiers are busy running around during Raindeer.

... In summary, that was the story, but the man talked for a long time again. Anyway, he doesn't want an explanation. I just want to reveal my knowledge.

Whatever.

(Lugo too...... maybe he was coming to this city for that kind of work)

Leo was remembering the boy he had just broken up with, making the researcher's savings bare from ear to ear.

"By the way, Mr. Leo,"

Ugh, this guy, but he's also a fingerfolding researcher at Raindeer. Never incompetent. Totally saw through the young man's chest and said:

"You want a friend, sir"

For the first time in a conversation so far, Leo got stuck in words. The man in white doesn't miss that gap.

"At first glance, you live in this city without any freedom. Surrounded by many people in peace, sir. But"

Distortedly, hoist the corner of the mouth.

"And some are in thy house, and some are afraid of thy power."... None of them can be called equal friends "

Spread your hands in exaggeration and keep saying it.

"Argumentative, sir. We believe that friendship is the first time that we have an equal relationship."

With a big mouthful, like stabbing a nail.

"In that respect, you cannot be on par with anyone. Because you are a better man than anyone, a man of the highest end. [M] The strongest, the best… Read and write, and there is always one of the best. There is no such thing as a side-by-side equal existence. In other words, you don't need friends."

"Right. By that logic, you don't have to either."

Such Leo's irony, but he laughs unintentionally.

"Fact...... If 'He Earlier' found out the truth about you, what would you think, sir?

Relentless, void poking question. Also a blank occurs in Leo's thinking.

"I know your power... and I wonder if you'll accept it. I was wondering if you could treat me as a friend."

……

The answer is more obvious than seeing fire. That's why Leo didn't tell the shield.

Nothing about myself. Even my real name.

"Meanwhile, we are in a stake. You cooperate in my research, and I pay you. In that sense, we are reciprocal. I'm not friends anymore."

You convenient bastards. Leo made it easy on the inside.

"Yourself, you shouldn't be able to leave my brother. It was also a long time ago that your father made huge fortunes and became a famous man in this city. The only way you can rebuild a house that has failed and now fallen into debt is with the reward you're getting."

Reciprocity, friend. Keeping those words in line, the man tells them with an unlimited overlook.

"Mansion, family... Caede, to protect you, you have no choice but to obey me."

"... right. So, what's the job about?

"Well, it's enthusiastic, sir"

Always have your advantage. I'm sorry if I don't see their remorseful faces. This man of that nature seemed lightly flushed and muddled, but whichever way he was dating, it would be night.

"In the plains to the northwest, the appearance of Derviea is confirmed. It won't even come out to the streets, but it's because they're highly reproductive, sir. It's a sign from you that it's troublesome to reproduce. The soldier couldn't handle it, so I had to take it. They're going to use it in three days. You won't be stumped anymore, but clean it up quickly. Your assessment in the future...... and hence in spite of my honor"

"Right."

If I tried to bare their sides just to say I was done with the business, the researchers told me like I was in a hurry.

"As soon as you're done with that, show your face to my lab. That's the point."

silently passing by the side of a high-pressure man everywhere,

"Are you listening, sir!?

A man who cried out high tried to put his hand on Leo's shoulder,

"Huh...!

He panicked and pulled in his stretched arm.

You must have remembered who you were dealing with and 'what you tried to touch'. Looking back at such researchers, Leo laughed lightly.

"What's up? You don't get so freaked out about 'friends' opponents. You're hurting me. You see, Dr. Delberta?"

Gu, and the frightened man in white - against Dr. Delberta, Leo says emotionally.

"I'm only seventeen years old, and I'm an unknown young man. Sometimes, it doesn't matter."

"... what are you trying to say, sir...?

"I don't have to earn a dime with Chimatima to live carefully. - If you want to, you can smash everything."

- I got in trouble. I don't care.

For that reason, I can erase everything in this world.

"Stop pretending to be a complete human being. I'm... I'm a monster."

Laughing like that, Dr. Delberta was visibly frightened. The black clothes of the escort shall also be laid up.

Leo laughed with his nose at their reaction like that,

"Oh, my God, you've got to be kidding me."

That's all I left to say and walked out with me on my back.

"You're a monster..."

To blend into the streets stained with Zhu. Staring behind the leaving youth, Dr. Delberta throws up hatefully.

Those blue eyes accidentally froze my spine. Because there are no lies or lies in the words he vomits.

I just don't do it because I don't even have to. That's what it is. It's also as if Delberta doesn't understand what God thought and gave such a thing.

And which god will be responsible for that 'power'? I don't even know that.

We blew ourselves a friend, etc. Delberta, but of course not. It is only with the power of gold, for one thing, that a symbiotic relationship is established with that being.

Fortunately, Leo doesn't ask for much. I just want to live quietly with my father, Caede, people close to me. As a single person, a routine without any philosophy.

but in case they are invaded, Leo's shackles will come off. I'm not sorry for the vivid expression that the lion Leo is released from the cage - etc.

That's - the absolute strength of being born, standing at the top of the world just because it exists.

(To tell you the truth... Your Majesty would also like you to be more aware of that danger, sir...)

It's an anomaly that they've been left without any more surveillance. Ignorant monsters who are only named intellectuals do not understand the horrors of that power as if they were. That's why I have to be the deterrent. For the great Raindeer. Above all,

"... because you are the pawn my brother needs to climb up, sir"

An impeccable subject of research to gain fame.

Hate That Man - Materials to Step Over Researchers Named Rockwave Terre The Great.

I hear that the man has now been entrusted with King Aldia's immediate plan and has become what can also be called the core of it.

But. It would be a great feat as a researcher if only that Leo could unravel his abilities. That's enough to outrun that rock wave. There was that certainty.

"That's all you deserve. You bet, Leo..."

From the side of it, a man in black squeals small. In a dry voice.

"You can't believe it whenever you see it. That's... that young man."

"... oh"

As he bites, Dr. Delberta speaks.

The true name of a young man with pale eyes and hair.

"That's - Midir College, number one. Leostiol Aleiros."