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

"It's Bendism Gort. Nice to meet you."

How come the age has gone around the middle of the fifties with the appearance of a bone too, such as a historical soldier? The rounded, fat physique is reminiscent of the dwarf that comes out of the fantasy. The general, who had grown a shrunken white beard, greeted the line with one hand raised casually, back-to-back with a rough, hard to approach appearance.

The place is all over the city of Eubasurra as well.

Carriages and people cross the boulevard that stretches right next to them, and black smoke spits out of the factory chimney that soars just beside them.

There were about ten soldiers gathered in such a cluttered place, headed by General Bendism.

"Quick and frightening...... what about the abandoned factory where Lenore is lurking?

When we also finish introducing each other quickly and ask Bergrette to deviate,

"That's it."

Bendism, who stopped by the sidewalk, points to the building gap with his thick fingers.

Its position was a spectacular high ground, with a white-dyed view of the city downstairs.

On the front side, a number of private houses leaning against the roof with snow. A group of factories that stay a little apart and keep spitting out smoke. And there are several similar buildings lined up in the back, but this one is nothing out of the chimney, and the paint on the exterior walls is faded. It's not running.

"On the far side, it's not moving. The subject's hiding in the factory. Can you use far-sightedness?"

When both Lifeguard and Belgrette briefly deny "no," Bendism offers them binoculars.

If you received it and peeked in, hundreds of meters could also confirm the factory windows and entrances and exits that would be ahead.

This should also clearly show who passes near the abandoned factory. If Lenore comes out, I'm sure I can tell that face, too.

"... in that... Lenore..."

Bergrette's voice gripping her binoculars next door was faintly trembling.

Finally got here. I could have approached a distance within reach. It seemed to convey that thought of a girl knight.

"I'm pretty sure that's where I consider the status quo lair. My men report that Lenore was in there an hour ago. I'm pretty sure he's still in there. Probably should be out again around evening. I heard from the nearby stores that they've been staying in the city for about two days now, buying chocolate and food. Daring and invincible inside. That's why, before it's too far away... if you think about people, is it about dark? We should show ourselves again."

With a sharp glance at the abandoned plant, Bendism guessed so. Everyone follows nature and its gaze, and sees buildings that decay and nestle.

"I'm buying chocolate and food... why don't I buy it in bulk"

If you buy and pull at once, you don't even have to go out. You shouldn't even be witnessed in vain. Bendism answered such a flushing question.

"There are a lot of poor people around here. There aren't many people to buy out. I don't even want to end up buying a lot in that. If you have a daughter, you really make a noticeable impression on the clerk. If that's not the face I usually see, it's even worse. It was a total coincidence that I discovered him this time."

"Oh, I see..."

Trying to blend into the crowd whenever possible, you mean?

And I'm talking about Lenore. Perhaps he's walking out knowing the danger, along with the meaning of exploring what's going on out there.

Nestled far away, see its abandoned factory.

(Something like a detective stakeout...)

Rather, that's exactly what we're doing.

Numerous soldiers are now surrounding that abandoned factory in a circumferential fashion. I keep an eye on Lenore's every move that would be inside, keeping his distance on the far-winder. Now this place is also on the edge of the circle.

Assuming she was strangely aware of the escape, a situation can be created in which she meets the soldier in response.

And the skilled general tells you to prophesy.

"If Lenore escaped... there's always a place he'd go for it"

"Wow. Where is he?

Asked by Sabel, Bendism indicated the other side of the boulevard with his thumb.

It is a relatively large facility, unlike private houses and factories. Notably, the fact that the horse is hidden?

"Carriage union. If you want to go far away, you just have to pick up the carriage. He must have chosen that as his safe house. Right now, my men are working together to 'do that'. If you run to the thin side, go to nature and the carriage union there... I mean, like you're going to this place where we are right now. Of course, the carriage parlor has it all through. In case he dives through the siege net, the carriage has been arranged to pick it up."

"It's an unplugged job. I'll show you."

It was Gammiha who refrained beside him in answering such a praise of Sabel.

"Naturally. When it came to General Bendism, a tactician who commanded only a hundred recruits and pushed back five hundred rebels. Badalnoise isn't just Meltina Snow or Snow Storm White Knights" Grachella Duera. "

"Oops. Sorry about the lack of study."

"Stop it, Gammieha. Any martial arts medal will become stale if you speak proudly."

Bendism hit his men with a sigh of relief.

"So. The comfortable helpers have just arrived, and I want to decide how to move."

Everyone pays attention to a skilled general.

"As we have just spoken, this is a state where we can to some extent deliberately direct Lenore's movements. but he also sounded like a genius magician. I can't be sure that I'll ever get caught -. So with your hands, I want to end this downward chase. What? It's easy to do."

Here's Bendism's plan.

Use the soldiers to direct Lenore to the vicinity of this carriage union. The drift guards ambush and seize her.

I see. Sure, it was simple and lucid on top of this.

"With that in mind... can I offer you one suggestion while you cross the line?"

It is Belgrette who speaks without hesitation.

"What?"

"I know it's a generous favor... but when confronted with Lenore, I'd like to convince her first."

Soldiers around him squeal.

General Bendism also became tannic with a slight wrinkle between his eyebrows.

"Persuade...... hey. Let me tell you something, if Kelli gets there like that, he's not gonna be able to get this far."

"It's..."

"Hey, you know what?"

So as I recall, it was Sabel who raised his hand.

"Convince me, so I came up with something. Miss Lenore's mother... was it Lord Lenin? Can't you convince Jen to try to convince her?

"Shit, Sabel! Exactly!"

Slightly between someone's yellow praise, Bendism answers as he strokes his own white beard.

"... you're not listening to Lord Lenin. Persuasion of a human being who has no memory of being a mother. Then he is weak to stop his daughter on the run. Well, Lenore is causing this to happen to my mother in that condition. First of all, if we pull Lord Lenin out in the middle of nowhere and even if they take him away... that's how we treat him."

"Hmm, is that true too... But you've been on guard for a long time, Miss Lenore. Accept us outside so much, or assume that our mother will be taken away."

"... what. I found out."

Bendism's voice was low and harsh.

"I was judged by The Embrace of Death (Grussambles), ravaged by The Ice Sex Hunt, and tasted the Civil War... I finally understood it in my skeleton. You can't be proud, you can't be faithful, you can't be anything when you shake that... you can't protect anything. Those of us who don't have the guts clearly admit our incompetence and do whatever it takes."

Huh, and loosening the mouth covered in white beards.

"Lenore hits a talented man, a talented man. That's all I did, incompetent."

"General Bendism......"

The voice of Gamija calling his superior officer was a little sad.

"All the while, I missed the point... that's good, young lady. If you don't have to fight on purpose, I won't go over it. Try convincing me or whatever."

"Yes......!

Bendism stabs the nail "but" at Belgrette, who makes his expression shine.

"If you decide you can't do it, I'll have you transferred to control right away."

"…, I understand"

I guess I can't help it. In the first place, we don't even know if Lenore is really alone. I can't afford to deal with it for a long time.

Approximate policies are thus established, and everyone moves to monitoring the abandoned plants.

It became a lookout while exposed to cold air, but human adaptability was a big deal, and by the time it had been half an hour I felt a little more accustomed to this cold.

... I think it was an exodus.

"Sa, sa, sam, sam...!

Apparently Julie, with heso and raw legs rounded out, wasn't either.

The beauty, uncompromising in such familiarity, is moving busily to lean on Sabel or get the coffee brought in by the soldiers.... well, it would be to distract the cold.

"... Is Lenore the only one in that...?

Belgrette, who does not take an eye off his binoculars for a moment, also has a hard, anxiety glimpse of his voice.

"Oh. I've been watching him from all sides ever since he got in, that's for sure. In the first place, it's just a factory, a secret way out, and so on. It's more a certainty to be in there than it hasn't come out. I know it makes you nervous, but you can trust me there."

Bendism, sitting right behind him, laughs,

"Oh, no, I didn't mean that"

The boy knight panicked and frightened, thinking he had made a statement questioning the soldiers' work.

Edvin watched the streets next to his shield earlier, but now he's moved to the corner to rest in a Yankee seat.

Many leave some lookouts behind to rest, even if they remain distracted.

Lifeguard himself was something, and he kept looking at the abandoned factory and its surroundings through binoculars.

"Mm......,"

Shadows shadow all the time, the sky darkens.

The sunshine that was faintly peeking shaded and the weather was not strange whenever I got out.

From time to time, I tremble at the cold of the north wind blowing on me like I remembered.

It is presumed that Lenore's next move will be in the evening... after dark, but that is not certain either. In the end, we need to stay vigilant like this.

"You don't have to be so elbowed and watching."

It was Gammiha, a soldier who didn't seem very diligent, who had always spoken to the shield who kept his binoculars in the same position.

"Now, we're watching that factory with a hundred-person system. If there's any movement, someone will notice."

"Ha..."

Actually, you'd be right.

Nothing. Everyone needs to be watching that safe house. Sabel and Hefnell, for example, are now rinsing coffee for rations in front of the carriage union. If you have also considered the possibility of becoming a long street, you should come with moderate strength. It's just that, as an acquaintance of Lenore, he still turns his binoculars restlessly.

the face of the driftshield who replied carelessly,

"Hmm."

Gamija inexorably stares at me.

"? Something?

"No, I was wondering what kind of chanter Magee was because I heard that someone had won some pretty sized militant festival... no way, I didn't think he was such a boy"

"Oh, guys."

"How old are you?

"Sixteen..."

"Heh!? You're five below me! Amazing with its youth, I guess it's talent, the one called the chanter Magee. No, no, no."

Shit, he laughs as he scratches his head. Nothing. I'm not a chantsman, Magee, but I'll keep my mouth shut because it's just going to be a source of confusion when I say it.

"Are you usually a Raindeer soldier?

Because he found out that his opponent was far younger, Gamija had a more shattered mouthfeel than ever.

"Yeah...... right. I'm a guerrilla."

"Rangers, soldiers? I don't know, but she's pretty there, too, isn't she? I hear you slashed Predilecke. No, I envy you for all your great talent, Raindeer."

Gammija smiled slightly self-derisively as she watched Belgrette continue to peek into her binoculars in a slightly remote position.

"But... even Badalnoise"

Maybe that was solitary.

I hadn't looked into the eyes of the driftshield and my voice was so small that it seemed to be disputed by the hustle and bustle of the mess.

"Even Badalnoise... is coming"

(... this person...)

Gamiha with an atmosphere such as a seemingly light-hearted young man, but as a soldier - perhaps the heart to think of the country as a Badalnoise is certain.

And it was the arrow tip that drift protection thought.

Soldiers with gaze and binoculars at the factory squirm.

Belgrette also took herself forward, and Liquid Protection perceived what happened with it. Peek right into the binoculars.

……

Less than two hundred meters at a straight distance, about a dozen meters down. Coming out of an abandoned factory overlooking, one girl.

It was an adventurous outfit. He is dressed in black vests and capes and has a blue muffler wrapped around his neck.

Shorter blondes were raised backwards with white ribbons, and the boy thought swallowingly, after all, that women should not change with one hairstyle.

A familiar little face on the other hand and glasses that feel bigger than that. Sleepy dark blue eyes. The mouth is hidden with a muffler and the expression cannot be peered.

Though it's the obvious commonalities if you look closely, it seems like someone else too. Honestly, as a shield, I was going to miss it without realizing it, even if it was wrong all over the city.

I guess that's exactly why they're disguised.

"... Lenore..."

But - Belgrette, who was watching a little further away, murmured the name with a definite voice.

You can't missee your best friend, like that.