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

"Ha, wha...!

Run all over the city, letting your white breath play.

It was Edvin who decided to head over to Belgrette's, but he was hit by a quick miscalculation.

(Damn, I can run more than I thought...!

It is the snow that accumulates there.

It's not a big amount because the sidewalk is cleared of snow, but there are tightly frozen places everywhere, and the roads are badly decomposed. Though I didn't even care for the minute I walked, it's no bother in the present situation where I want to head under Belgrette as soon as possible.

I just wanted to blow it up with Oracle, the god chant of fire, but it's not water on the burning stone. Flames on heavy snow? It's not very erasable. It only consumes health in vain.

Don't let the irregularities slip - it was Edvin who bent the corners of some buildings as he proceeded carefully to avoid slipping and falling,

"Huh!"

So I stopped unexpectedly.

"Thank you, brother."

Leaning against the fence, dwarfed little man. One crack between the two men and women earlier. Presence that seems to be part of the orchester.

(Co, itz......!

Obviously I've been waiting for you, in front of that other guy.

"Ah? Who, you. We met somewhere."

"Again. Just now, I just met you. Let's go."

Deception is pointless more than appearing in front of you like this. It still doesn't work, such as a dicky mess. Even if I know, I can't help but want to eat it down.

(Chip......!

Edvin runs his gaze without alarm.

There is one man. I don't see the flashy woman I was with earlier. On the contrary, there are no signs of people around. Nevertheless, it is suspicious if you are really alone. I might be circling strange measures. It's still out of the question, like dealing with real bad guys who don't know what kind of hand they're going to use, who don't even know how much power they have.

Fortunately, the surrounding buildings and alleys are intertwined. Can you spread it well?

"You don't have to hurry, I'll do it alone."

The words of a man as if he was reading through a tour. Of course, even though (unwillingly as a person) Edvin is famous for being an idiot, there's no way he could pepper a line like that. Rather than that, the bad-boy 'mad dog' is accustomed to making out with these opponents.

"Ah? Who's in a hurry? What the hell? You're selling a fight, huh?

We'll do something about this place, we'll get a good look at the opportunity, and we'll get out of here.

"Twice."

Edvin's thought, desperately spinning, stopped perfectly at the man's unintelligible grunt.

"... ahh?

"On the side of the road earlier, I'll make it easier with the number of times your brother has been overtly upset. The second time I dropped my wallet, it was easy to understand. I did it the moment I gave you Kinzor's name."

……

"When it comes to reacting to Kinzor's name... brother, could it be easier to be a Raindeer person? It doesn't feel like a bounty hunter or an adventurer..."

A grin that I'm almost certain of as I ask.

(Koitz......)

Kinzor Granshua is a major criminal with a broken sweepstakes on Raindeer. Arrangements also appear to be out in the neutral zone of Halshwart with Badalnois, but the country's visibility is not even high.

"So, the problem is for the first time. When your brother stopped on his feet because he was wrong about you. The second time, 'This brother is suspicious', I warned the bin, so I immediately understood... At first, I don't know what I was talking about the first time. As a cut in the first place, I wonder what caught your brother's attention in the conversation. I was just thinking about it."

A man stakes out, a humbly distorted grin. "Warped" is not a metaphor, and the left and right alignments are not strangely matched until the nose and lips are shaped like grated cheeks and jaws. The face is reminiscent of a crooked eggplant.

(Yarrow......)

With a creepy smile in front of her, Edvin was wrapping his tongue around inside.

If so, deliberately.

I guess the conversation that this man and that flashy bell woman had been having since she was immediately suspicious of stopping her leg the first time was an unusual one.

Kinzor's name was given in the form of a subtle sprinkle of bait in it, and Edvin ate it well. I was upset, and I was enlightened that I was a Raindeer person.

(More than I expected... maybe Yabeye...)

I don't know the bottom of it. When you are in front of the cunning of those who live in darkness, which is not even comparable to bad students like yourself,

"... to the champion of this heavenly banquet, I feel like Mr. Mutty was talking about Maggie, the chanter who slashed" The Black Ghost ""

Like going back to the thread of memory. And

"To Lugo Aliumi... Belgrette Fizz Gertillude... So did you"

To get out of the stray.

The name finally came out of the eggplant man's mouth.

……

Still, Edvin was hard pressed to death. I was going to push him to death.

"They're Raindeer humans too...... Brother, maybe... do you know these two?

"I don't know. Who is it? What are you talking about? So, that's all you got to do?

"Uh-huh... I don't know..."

Flipping from an attitude full of confidence until then, the man growls in trouble. In the first place, we don't have the means to check with them on the spot.

tilted.

Through the tranquillity, I began to see the light that I could get through.

- And it was the moment Edvin thought about it.

"Well, don't worry about it, I'll quit, right? Even if you kill Lugo Aliumi."

That's unintentional.

Whereas the way the Dark One shakes,

"Huh? I don't know. It's on. No one. What are you talking about?

But Edvin, who had a growing sense of crisis, was no longer visibly wandering around. I already had a mindset that wouldn't move no matter what they said.

"Mm-hmm..."

Edvin scoffs at the eggplant man, who unexpectedly frowns, "If you can do it, try it, fuck it" in his heart.

In the first place, there's no way you can beat that Arima Current Protection. I just regret my stupidity in relative seconds. You can take the liberty of trying and come across a payback on your own. I don't need anything to worry about that guerrilla boy.

"Well, it doesn't matter."

"Ah?"

"Bellette Fizz Gertillude, too. You can't kill him."

"... ah"

Edvin doesn't move on clichés anymore.

I can answer him with a laugh.

"Don't take it personally."

And lights.

On the right hand side of Edvin Gaul, a brilliantly burning red lotus fireball.

Even though the eggplant man opens his left and right asymmetrical eyes cuttingly, it was the 'mad dog' that preceded him.

"Tuorah!"

Full throw without hesitation. Roaring It's Edvin's trump card attack technique, Scatterbomb.

A flaming shell with a faint arc hits the belly without even allowing a man to react.

"Boo!?

With the explosion of the crease, the short body is easily snapped down.

The unnamed Orchester man became a big letter to snow-covered cobblestones as he blew up white smoke.

"Ah, you're on your own. If you can still get up."

Edvin exaggerates as he looks at the man who leaned on his back.

I don't make any more moves on crap exploration.

But it was something else.

It was a different story if I could laugh and overlook it, proclaimed as killing a thought-provoking girl, etc.

Must have been early.

With this man down - with his people hit, Orchester will observe the anomaly. If Belgrette and the others could have handled this place by spreading it, they might have been able to carry it in their favor.

(Heh...)

My immaturity that I can't do that. But as Edvin knew, I couldn't give in, and I couldn't forgive him.

(Well... I don't know)

Direct hit of the scatter bomb.

It is the proud wife of the 'mad dog', who breaks through semi-prone defenses and so on, and blows lightly if it is about a person's arm. Though I hadn't gotten on too well with the provocation, it didn't have to start and it was over.

Watching the white smoke rising from the belly of a fallen man, resurrecting to the back of his brain is a duel against the once repeated stray protection.

'Oh, hey! Edvin's guy, all of a sudden he shot "Scatterbomb"!

"I chanted ahead of time! That's" mad dog, "coward!

"Maggie the Chanter." He's dirty. Unbelievable!

Say something sweet. This is the fight. That's what I thought, with the look and words of condemnation. And even now, the thought remains the same.

The opponent is a muscled outlaw who lives in the back society. If you were fighting decently, you might not have won, and if you couldn't stop here again, you could have posed a danger to Belgrette.

Watershed between living and dying.

What a grandeur. Thoughts are just bullshit from the peace-breakers - Edvin Gaul thinks.

"Huh. Well, let's be sweet with your words."

Words as if nothing had happened came from the man who slept in the big letters - the enemy who was supposed to have defeated him.

"Hey...?

Edvin doubts his own eyes.

As if to mock the surprise, the eggplant man wakes up lightly. It's like I woke up in the morning.

"And brother ~, it's terrible and it's easy. I can't believe you hit the surgery all of a sudden. Don't be dastardly, will you?

The outlaw stood up as if he had enjoyed himself, slapping his mouth unchanged from a peaceful college student.

(hey... what the heck...!? My Scatter Bomb eats properly, how can it be flat -!?)

One or two arms, the secret of the power to fly lightly. Even drift protection is a technique that has just the power to rate it as dangerous. If you hit him directly in the stomach, there should have been no wonder he lost his life as it was.

So Edvin realizes.

An eggplant man's abdomen. From beneath the torn fabric, there is a peek of glowing black glow.

(Metal...? Koitsu, put something underneath. -)

"Sweet for words"

"... ahhh...?

"If you can still get up, you can do it on your own. Brother, that's what you said earlier."

――――

While I was out of line, the other guy went on.

"I will kill your brother on this occasion and let your people follow you. With this Monotra, we, the Orchester."