I Came Back but the World is Still a Fantasy!?

"Well, have you ridden early?"

Battles outside the venue in the form of loads of battle status data being sent to Fosta.

There is one mascarade I recognize, whining in the same position from the beginning.

There is no great discouragement because no one has heard the voice again.

'It's thoughtful...... I guess I don't care, that guy'

There will be scattered at this moment as well, such as the life of a subordinate.

Whether it's true or not, I don't care.

Those who live outside the law. It would still be better if they just killed me on the battlefield.

Although, they're the ones who actually intercept it.

─ ─ "I command you to leave all treatment of enemy soldiers to me (...)"

was talking about the degree of self-satisfaction, but he told me. I can't measure my intentions.

Only Much laughed "like you" at the confused girls.

The information that should be called the result is also up, but I don't feel anything in particular.

The extent to which, at best, we try to excite rewards as a sweetened purse.

That's all they do. Still quite a few troops and

It was a clash, but it was also crushed with the momentum of a fiery fire.

Determine that they have already been discovered while still serving as suppressors?

There are two other units that dare to go straight for speed without hiding.

with troops that raise earthen smoke and walk with exoskeletons fitted with legs for ground driving.

Troops flying in formation for some reason in a vertical line. Not from the rear again.

Supporting shooting was also taking place and some were trying to reach the second line.

Not a bad way to use soldiers. and the mask is reputed in the heart.

That's certainly the only way to find out about Soko in one go.

Especially since it shows that they are the first prey to be trapped.

There is no pity because there is not even as much interest in having some kind of emotion as there is in the dew.

Just take the necessary precautions and take the necessary action. But.

………

Under his eyes, a costume-changing singing princess was dancing as she sang a bright, pop song.

The costume is less exposed, but it shows off long brown-skinned hands and feet at all costs.

Cheer girl-style outfits provide healthy color fragrance and attractive brightness.

And in an undisturbed move with the back-dancers wearing the same costumes.

He is jumping genuinely on stage and attracting the audience.

"Was it sweet... Isn't this in a way a biocide"

I can hear the song. I can also see performance. but I can't afford to have pure fun.

To that disappointment, Kale also gives vegetarian emotions. But look around you.

Unlike his voice, the gaze he moved looked far with a cool colour.

"... even though I didn't catch it, I still don't feel comfortable knowing it."

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The singing princess and the audience echo their enthusiasm together in a live venue. Outside of that

More intense explosions and gunfire play battle songs to scatter screaming and blood.

However, the contents were only rekindled in the first and second rows.

A defensive line hole between someone and someone, away from each such battlefield.

There was a population of gray exoskeletons that walked like sewing through gaps in dense trees.

The number is eight. Wireless and simple AI-operated drones are near the first line of defense.

Repeated mysterious maladies led to the soldier's input alone, but the exoskeleton of everyone.

A substitute with enhanced sensors and excellent adjustments for electronic warfare.

Information (data) continues to be sent to the main unit at all times, and their role is close to a special attack

I understood it was a powerful reconnaissance, but I wanted it in the mood to defeat it.

Of course there was an intention that success in the difficult work would be a feat.

"It's time to go through the second line of defense on the matter! All perimeter alert!

The tempered voice of the man entrusted with the Squad Leader reaches everyone over the comms.

I don't have a voice to return, but I'm alert to snipers, raids, traps, ambushes, etc. from around me.

It was equipped with all kinds of uniforms. The opponent has a mixed force of Anonymous and Mascalade.

It is an unusual level of hostile population in terms of minority but quality.

There is no such thing as being too vigilant.

"We're breaking through, keep going with me!

The light point that shows us on the map is going to cross the second line right now.

Do you want the fact that you cut ahead to make a breakthrough at the right time or yourself?

The squad leader, who was ahead of the original, sped up and crossed the line one way ahead.

"Huh!?

The first thing I noticed strangely was the form that followed, not that of him. The remaining seven.

Dark night forest that was clearly visible, albeit over a dark vision device. That corner.

The space in front of us, on the line, that we were about to pass, swayed.

Until earlier, it was a normal forest, where a dark, pitch-black curtain drips over the night.

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Then it sounded like the scream of the squad leader who disappeared ahead and the interruption of the identification signal.

Not good. Everybody thought. But they were already too close to black curtains.

The sudden stop crosses the line in time for everyone to jump into the darkness.

"Oh, Squad Leader!

The first person to jump into their sight was the squad leader, who floats like he was caught.

No, if you mean precisely, the figure of a man lifted through his abdomen by Nanica.

I don't see any bleeding. I have a life reaction. But there is no reply and no identification signal.

"Hey, what's that, that? Shining Beast, no way is that Mascarade!?

Nanica is a black object that is difficult to even recognize its shape without staring often.

It was therefore impossible for someone to make such a mistake.

But that statement makes others more nervous.

When it's no longer about the Squad Leader, each of you lays down a weapon and screams.

"is ahhh!?!?

"Ghaaaaaa!!!

"Oh, shit, oh!!

They were suddenly attacked by severe pain like they were hurting their nerves themselves.

In the pain of illusion that you are pierced with a thick needle without scraping your whole body.

Unfortunately (...) Someone who endured a critical place distorted his face in pain,

I'm stunned, looking around at what happened even as I scream.

Black nanica pierced their limbs, their bodies, without even feeling them.

I didn't know because of the pain. Not of. Someone noticed there.

Only the pain (...) is felt, but most other sensations are lost.

I don't think I have any limbs. I don't seem to have my own flesh.

Yet only the unlikely severe pain is eroding us.

When? What is this? What happened? What did they do?

I desperately think in the midst of severe pain, but that did not yield any fruit.

Or I guess that was the limit that the person could have put out.

Its someone's consciousness falls into darkness as if it were switched off.

That's what happened while they crossed the line for less than ten seconds.

The armor of different worlds of science is also completely stopped as long as it remains in its original form.

The detachment in charge of the ground was powerlessly powerless for nearly a moment.

And at about the same time.

Similar sights were happening again in the air, located on the other side.

Air raid detachments aiming for a second line in longitudinally lined formation flights, the number of which is ten.

But the moment they crossed the line simultaneously, the bottom seven screamed and fell as-is.

Both consciousness and exoskeleton function. Whoever tried to rescue him lowered his altitude.

instantly became the eighth, the remaining two remained physically immobile

You will be dropping off the eight people who are going to crash with a blue face.

"Is this really happening?!?

"As you read, Six,"

They knew what it meant to be lined up vertically. its defensive network,

To find out how far the set trap is.

But this.

"Fool. Eh! What's that trick, it's a trap!?

Eight of them without even knowing what they did in a flash!!

"Yes, but now!

"... just around the corner where I thought there was a limit to height."

I was able to know the range of effects of the trap.

It was mechanically synthesized audio that spoke of its achievements.

That's the sound of neither of the remaining two. When it's done, it's done.

One was over.

"Ah!?

"But you haven't forgotten that I'm still here."

I didn't have time to ask who it was, and a red hua was blooming with someone's chest on one side.

A flash of petals with conical tips protruding with a fountain of blood to colour the dark night.

So much so that the one remaining thought he'd visioned such a sight. It was sudden,

It was a sophisticated - hunting for life - beautiful and sharp blow without so much waste.

"RE, RED ORGA!?

But it wasn't until I recognized the red shadow behind my colleagues that I was blinded by it.

A warrior after a general in bearer. The deep red armor, similar in shape to those of my men,

blade of stripping where waste has been swept down to the extreme, or even now here

It looked like the spear itself that was going to storm. That sense of oppression is no other ratio.

But.

"I don't even know if they call me a red ghost on this one."

Do we have any idea what that code name was given by the military on its own?

I leak a word that I can feel somewhere between frightened and bitter emotions while synthetic audio.

While pointing someone at one of the remaining spears that remained pierced.

"Ah."

At the end of the day, that's the only reaction he could have shown to it.

I gave him a voice that didn't even groan. He emitted a sharp, thin flash from his tip.

He was shot through the heart by a belt and threw up blood with a stunned face. Exoskeleton's on life-saving measures.

In front of entering but fatal wounds, it was only a mechanism to prolong suffering.

"but ah,"

"I feel like I'm being called a puppy."

I whined to no one. Such a word would be the last word that anyone heard.

The life response was interrupted, and only an unspeakable man-shaped coffin floated in the universe.

'... and yet you're going to be contaminated by me and killed by me here...'

When she waved the spear as if she were paying blood, she said she wanted to pack it with a stab.

Hit him there all the time and drop him together and he immediately follows the scene.

"Which is better?

Just leave me a voice I don't know what emotions I put in it.

"In an instant... wiped out," he said?

Shown on the large monitor is a schematic of the shape overlooking the area around the venue.

Because we can't peek deep in satellites or reconnaissance planes, this is how the information is expressed.

I just had to show him, but he's breathtaking at the light point that disappeared immediately after he entered.

I had predicted that a vicious trap would await me, and Benom. This is more than I expected.

The soldiers disappeared in an instant, and the backup shooting from the outer edge was also on the line.

He just touched the wall and disappeared. You can't even talk about it.

"... come on, what about you?

Six, who was operating the terminal next to it, moans because of his complexion.

I responded without looking at the inquiry with my gaze as to what he meant. He's wiped out both detachments.

The anomaly was allowed to be displayed on the monitor from all information delivered just before from.

"This is a... physical and psycho-interfering, spiritual junction!? No way, that Sister!

reading that way from the various data displayed. While he was stunned

I raised the suspect's name first, but Six shakes his head.

"No, the composition of the surgical ceremony is clearly different from that of the church over there.

Close to the Japanese style but somewhat unique, with negative waveforms of spiritual power reactions.

Besides, if the reaction of the equipment is interrupted first, did you even destroy the exoskeleton?

This is more appropriate than a form of spell junction... it's instant, you know. "

"What the heck is that, Mascarade a demon!?

The moment you step in, your body, your exoskeleton, and your spirit are caught in a spell and a junction that becomes inactive.

Benom barked outrageously at its vicious performance, but Six is calm.

Because of the length of their history, they have the presence of demonic tissues on the planet's side and their abilities.

He grasped it with a mechanical device and had the technology to not observe it and to counter it. but.

"I also think it would still have been better if I were a demon...

Was it here that you couldn't get the personnel or equipment to deal with it? "

Whether it's clearly hostile, whether it's an organization standing on the stage, in the back.

The priority was really low because it was not an organization that was making a name for itself.

As a result, there is no thorough communication with constituents or deployment of corresponding equipment.

Therefore, they have no hands at present.

"... I didn't know it would be behind having the U.S. gather to shut up that church over there"

The plot to assassinate the singing princess Monica Chantal is more of a guardian than a person in person

Heavy was placed on measures against the US exorcism where Sister and she still have connections.

Because if we dealt with it wrong, there was a danger that the great power that valued the face would move. So...

In the darkness he was towing a total war between one little girl and a snake, which he would take first.

Although he also used other political pressures, deals, threats, etc.

No way. That placement is a factor that makes it impossible to eliminate the obstacles to the assassination itself.

Nobody dreamed of being. Especially Six himself.

from the very anomaly of the observed figures, where they were, the presumption that

I stood up but didn't bother to put it in my mouth.

"But the limits of height were known with precious sacrifices. After this, we need the power of the first line.

March a massive air strike force from a safe altitude while nailing it with part of the main unit.

No problem, Six?

Can't you do it to switch consciousness or if you don't think there has been some achievement?

He did not say no to Benom, who had spoken of "the only way to do so" in the form of a proposal.

"... let them know there are other traps and crimsons waiting for you."

Roger that. I'll give directions to everyone. Benom.

Spill it all over your chest that it won't be a substitute you can prevent just by being vigilant.

Crimson himself is the most troublesome force to ride alone.

Just increase sacrifices such as the difference in numbers if she is stormed by troops with her breakthrough power.

It would be the limit of height in the first place and the loopholes deliberately prepared there.

If we were stretched across the entire territory with such a vicious and unseen strategy,

I can't read the opposite of what outrage I'm going to get. That's why I made a way out for guidance.

Especially since he doesn't feel the need to speak of them either. This will destroy them all.

Because it doesn't matter if you can miraculously break through.

"Hold on, this way. Are you sure you're not an Ortiz kid?

The likelihood of him taking command in communications, etc., and the likelihood that the mask is an equal quality plotter.

Six seriously thought for a few seconds which was a better story to fulfill.

but what answer did the thought give?

Distorted his expression, he didn't even try to hide the discomfort.

"I see... I can barf back at being a virtuous guardian of villains"

Even now.

Understand essentially whether you were dumped into the Mascarade assassination as you were in a hurry somewhere.

General Ortiz still had a way of dealing with it, even though it smelled similar in nature.

There is also room available. But the mask is different.

They are so pure “enemies” that there is nothing you can do but erase them.

Not just for the organization, but for me.

"Benom"

"What's the matter, we're done with the instructions"

"Reschedule. Get ready, I'll get you out."

- We're gonna crush it anyway, so can we play here?

'Oh, here I come, here I come. Poor sheep are wacky. "

There is a population of exoskeletons coming in formation at an altitude of nearly 600 m.

Because we found out at earlier sacrifices that the effect range of the spell junction was nearly 500 meters in altitude.

She speculates as she looks around 360 degrees left and right, wondering if it's the height that made room.

"It's like a star dyeing the hollow... or something that makes me want to escape reality."

I don't think it's a senseless expression, and I don't want to hide it here.

All I can say is that the glow of the thrusting photon is “like a star”.

It's really directly above the venue that she is. That's the only way to keep them at altitude.

A light point of reality that exists to fill anywhere but up and down the line of sight.

Earlier we moved to intercept an approaching unit, but Muhi was basically...

It is responsible for guarding the interior of the second line while watching the evolution of the war situation here.

Not too much of a burden on her at the beginning of the point that she is alone.

On the contrary.

'Cause I made a fuss about it, well...'

Immediately below, strangers to this situation were excited about the performance and singing of the singing princess.

Exactly. At this distance, I can't see my face or reach my voice, but I could feel the exuberance.

"Heh heh, yeah, it sounds like real fun."

armor that covers her whole body when she says she's still surrounded by large armies in the distance, the

I couldn't help but laugh under the full face.

It's impossible because Zoom hasn't done anything, but I thought I saw it.

With Monica, who sings with all her strength without fear, even though she knows.

You're having fun knowing nothing-- maybe a friend's girl.

'... a terrible person.

Sure, it's offensive to let these guys ruin this one.

'Cause it's really terrible to let us protect you.'

- What am I supposed to do with this sweetness to the bad guys?

Nothing. He told me to protect the people I met with and their fun.

What a strong way to fight those who perceive themselves as evil.

Really terrible. And he lifted one arm to heaven, spilling joyfully.

"But, please, I'll do everything I can."

Make sure the snake's massive air raid unit crosses the second line and fucking laugh.

Number before, situation behind, no cowering, no anxiety, invincible.

And you ring your fingers like someone else, and you call your arms.

Maybe this feels a little good. and himself while ignoring the exaltation of the inner

Look at the soldier outfits that let them expand to surround you. It's an arcing metallic red.

It was more than its own height “bow” shaped by metal and photon strings.

If you ignore the technique that makes it up, its size is Japanese bow coarse, but its shape is a substitute close to Western bow.

In Garest, it's called a big bow shooter outfit. That's twenty-four.

Everything was floating in the universe looking out from her.

Because of the interception, it will be obvious why it is a bow type that is inferior to the gun type in a continuous manner.

The answer is simple. Because this is (...) more convenient (...).

"It is also said that it is time for assault to be the only thing capable of... Follow the arrow (set)"

An "arrow” corresponding to the twenty-four bows is automatically connected and squeezed.

Especially if you can call it an arrow. Whatever, a spear.

Long spear shapes with long patterned areas and blades only on the tip of the ear are the main shapes, but for some reason

The patterned part was wrapped with strange objects.

"Really, think about it. - Synchronize!"

What does a moment of convulsive grin mean?

Twenty-four arrows (spears) radiated with the decree flew to tear the sky apart.

That goes far beyond the common sense of Earth's bows and arrows, while continuing to produce flight distances and speeds.

Attack a crowd of enemy soldiers surrounding the venue. But it's still the same.

Not so much that someone with technology-level gear doesn't notice.

We noticed objects approaching at high speeds with warnings from the exoskeleton. They

I had three main reactions.

Spread out. The group tried to avoid that first blow.

The group tried to take it with a thick wall-like shield.

The group intercepted to shoot them off before they reached us.

At first glance, none of this was the wrong response.

She was the only one on the sky who fucking laughed "all, incorrectly".

Suicide bomber.

When you crack to give way to an arrow spear that goes straight forward in stupidity.

When he received the momentum of a meteor ripping through the sky with a stubborn shield.

When we stunningly shot through a threat that we tried to stab ourselves with.

All of that scattered a huge blast and raised the firepillar and blew himself up.

Those who avoided it on a single piece of paper. Those who receive it get bored by the shock.

But that's all. I was just a little surprised at the interceptors.

I tried to resume the process immediately, but for some reason, the motion had stopped.

Her lips hang as she was observing the condition on the monitor floating around her.

It's too late when you notice the white dust scattered around them with the blast.

"Second Batch Loading (Set), Synchronization (Fire)!"

Muhi unleashed further arrows (spears) just as he was wasting his time there.

subtly angled from the first shot. It depicts an orbit that fills holes,

Before they reacted, they also decided to blow themselves up. And, naturally, mysterious.

The dust was scattered. It's called white particles. They bathed in it.

For some reason, he couldn't even move properly and was wolfish. its bewildering and

The voice of anger and fright could easily be imagined by her away as well. To them.

Because she's the only one who knows exactly what's going on.

"Really horrible person, I can't believe you dropped amphotonium..."

It is a livestock business carried out at the behest of the client.

With the power of Photon, every system is powered by exoskeletons that dance through the universe.

Because they want us to splash and bump the matter that will disable Photon's power.

Besides, beneath it is the spell junction that pollutes the equipment, body and spirit of those who enter.

That is.

"Oh, what a great chorus of screams to hear.

I'm in the mood to be mixed up in the audience and purified with that singing voice. "

An exoskeleton that has lost light (photon) is no longer just a heavy stone.

That's why thousands of people fell into that junction, so that screaming vortex...

It was just thin, but she heard it too. And that's the result with only two shots.

It was an indication of their total annihilation. Especially as a result of the power of the junction.

I'm not going to die from the shock of falling, but I'm going to use the power of the junction.

Which was better, if you think about it, is the subtlety.

How many people can live a decent life at all?

She also shudders when she remembers a three-day moon smile that made Teng's fear run.

However, the means by which it was set up were terribly simple with force.

- Hey, what's good, intruders in general?

-What? My blood? Ahhh!

- Okay, so here's the deal.

Sin Yichi spoke to Tomoe's knife, which was still within the rental deadline yesterday.

Without hesitation, he grabbed the root of the blade, the part slightly above Habaki. A little bit of hers.

Calm without surprise, he pierces the earth with red blood dripping into his blade.

It's simple enough from there. When he ran out of nowhere, he circled back in about thirty seconds.

And when I put my hand on the circle I drew as a pen myself, I whined and slapped something.

to the viciousness of the junction formed along the way, followed by the use of the junction he has presented

To some of the tactics, Muhi didn't get his long drawn face back.

Especially since that is not the only reason for the viciousness of the way things are done. There's a troublesome stinking boy.

It was also because I found out what I was trying to do at the same time.

"... well, me too, once and for all, with this kind of cost perspective.

You wanted to beat the majority unilaterally, didn't you?

This wouldn't have made me feel good if I'd just ignored that concern.

The equipment and tactics that overshadow the overwhelming numerical disadvantage, the pleasure that it fits perfectly is extraordinary.

Not to mention that this is the request of the client, and the possible funds have already been disbursed.

The point is, this could have been a casual brawl with someone else's money.

And that's not the end of it. So much so that we can still do something similar.

But. But it is.

'... you're definitely finding out about one of these department stores.

That's why I'm trying to make you squander amphotonium, right?

Besides, they're pushing the black gold I took from you everywhere.

So no matter what I think, I'm also following the flow of money I paid... haha '

She has no choice but to grin that she is a troublesome client.

The money payment is fine and the request can't be said to be unscrupulous. A critical line.

But at the same time, they're going to be watching us, so I can't help it.

Besides, the opponent is Mascarade. It's hard to say no even if you can read the aim.

It's really troublesome because you know them and you do them deliberately.

"Though I still can't afford to think about the future,"

A new enemy shadow on the radar. Not enough to surround all directions again.

From the top of the cross around her comes a force of war that can be termed the second formation.

She looked suspicious inside the red full-face. She said reinforcements put a second line

I'm gonna make sure you crossed it. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

We split and crashed them. Apart from the number of differences from the first row.

Unalert, unresponsive and uncomfortable enough to be found.

"... that's a bad idea for a rumor six... other guy?

Or do you want me to squander it?

I wonder how many soldiers the snakes have gathered... '

If we can dump hundreds of soldiers for that reason immediately, they'll be in this situation.

What is the amount of force provided? Just imagine the unpleasant sweat.

But the enemy wasn't the one waiting for it to hit.

"Eh, nasty hands"

Four troops of the same size happen to be from a different direction from the earlier cross.

Immediately assign half the bow aim to them and release the arrow (spear) after checking the position.

"... blatant"

Enemy shadows crash against this as if they were showing the same footage.

So she suddenly shot the rest of the bow pointing upwards when she squirmed like throwing it away.

Someone's surprised voice disappears across the blast and impact of a self-destructed arrow (spear).

The march from left to right, 360 degrees, with all the unarmed, stupidly sequential inputs, that's what it is.

It was like advertising ourselves to be obscene.

If so, it will be up or down, but only up in this situation.

If only we could limit our direction that way, with advanced stealth features and optical camouflage.

Hiding underestimated the flow of air. It's already easy for her to spot it.

But.

'Hmm?'

We studied how he could find us, but the perspective and sense of it came to pass.

A flaming wall therefore, tells us that the existence beyond it has not yet fallen.

I immediately widened the bow ring to create a space where I could move, and I took out the trident.

Intercept the people-shaped silhouette that has broken through the flaming membrane.

If it was merely a result of force moves that pierced the first intruder with lance.

The three tips of a unique shape shaped by this Garest technique

It was an armor-killing spear with the characteristics of eating into the barrier and armor.

"Huh!?

"Haaaa!!

Are you surprised that beyond the flames was the complete welcome that set it up?

A breath that shows amazement but ignores it and does everything in its power to temper the line (...).

The momentum your opponent will jump in and boost with all these aids.

A sharp “thrust" in a straight line created by the combined force received.

It pierces the heart as a special blow to be sucked in without any madness.

"Huh!?

It should have been.

It was she who leaked the sound of surprise because of it.

The armor killer spear, its three tips flew easily at the moment of the clash.

to the sight as if it had been attacked and blasted by something before eating into the barrier,

But astonishment and agitation were only a much shorter time than for a moment or so.

He blew himself up instantly and left his opponent in the blast.

Try to ride that shock and take the distance. about 20m retreated from her

Short spears were held in both hands, either prioritizing handover.

"What's that?!?

It was an instant encounter, but the appearance of the remaining enemy on the eyelid compared to the normal exoskeleton.

One turn was large and, above all, accompanied everywhere by small tank-like objects.

No way. When you think that, you see the approaching silver light without an alert from the exoskeleton.

I checked and my spine froze. Silver bullets.

"Apostolic Weapons!!

Wet.

That it would still be a valuable weapon in the mouth-to-mouth to mass production system.

That a significant number of them were destroyed in yesterday's encounter. Also, the mask has no effect.

bracketed high that she would not be able to use it in her singing place,

Sure, it's not like we can't reach singing this far and it doesn't work for us.

"Shit!"

Tongue pounding without the thought of what to do.

But for each of the two bullets that approached me to pinch myself in half reflexively.

It throws a short spear but is mildly dodged as if it were also self-conscious.

And in the next moment, the bullet speed was suddenly rising and I was entering her time.

-Commander, alert! The enemy has put in an apostolic weapon!

I don't think so, even though I pass that information on to my men in an ideological communication before I think so.

Reach out to offer toward the bullet. It might be a waste of resistance.

He tried to sacrifice both hands if he was going to stop hitting the target.

Guarantee is not like one or eight means, but I thought I heard someone screaming.

- That's why I told you to be sweet.

'Huh?'

“Black” overflows.

In the dark night sky, the pitch black, still claiming its own color, jumped out of her waist.

It overlaps crimson when it stretches like a belt and destroys both silver bullets with ease.

The black line ran uncomfortably into the armor as if it had been such a design from the beginning.

The corrugated lines, which seem somewhat distorted and free-handed and cluttered, are in red monochrome armor.

It gave a black neighborhood look.

"What? What!? What all of a sudden... Huh!

It was herself who was more surprised by this than anyone else.

But where did that “black” pop up from?

Muhi, who remembers what happened there, gets hacked.

A small fragment that hurt my calf yesterday when I suddenly listened to Monica's song and fell down.

The sole, which I had completely forgotten while retrieving, did protect myself now.

And from the threat I was missing.

"... the singing princess has a pendant of shapes and I'm a bloody junk.

Wow, I'm a little uncomfortable with that, but it's a pretty familiar spoil. '

Muhi leaked some of the words he could even complain about in a good mood.

I had a strange sense of relief in the seemingly creepy black print.

Instead.

"Hey, what's that!?

"Shoot, shoot!!

"Wow!!

Was it a mighty fright for them that were enemies?

The one who came through the blast and the two who were rifling behind it.

Shoots silver bullets indiscriminately with raging rage with equal tremors. but.

"The same mysterious power..."

Perceptions in a mouthful like a whisper are natural given the consequences.

Crimson, wrapped in black, has carried out several puzzling assassinations so far.

The bullet of Reaper was easily prevented from being a bean cannon.

The bullet was just close enough to make her think she didn't need to avoid it.

Automatically, uncomfortably, foggy to be undone by Nanica.

And it's -- for some reason -- a business belly, but it's not limited to her.

"Captain, all of a sudden there's a black line on the exoskeleton!

"The attack of the Apostolic Weapon is here, but suddenly the black one plays!

"Ugh, that damn weapon doesn't work at all..."

"Could this be Mascarade, is it?

While a similar report arrived at the same time from my men and briefly affirmed in their thought correspondence,

Briefing this morning, for another reason he came out there.

My head hurts even when I think about it.

'......... those annoying stinkers!!

With the mysterious fury, if you unfold Lance in one hand, the black stretched out of your armor will be there.

She was caught up in it, but dared to ignore it and think of something else.

Hitting a hand at handling more than one thing at a time isn't bad enough. but.

"They'll shut you up. I want you to be this one too!

- No, it's embarrassing if something doesn't happen that you're gonna need, isn't it?

I thought I heard that “don't wake up" kind of thing.

Under the full face, she laughs with indignation and fun.

I let Photon's fire spit out of my back vent all at once, enormously, as I did.

The greatest feature of her exoskeleton, Unnamed, lies in its instantaneous acceleration.

The system that reaches the highest speed in an instant is a substitute for force moves by the simple,

That track can only be linear, but it doesn't matter if you can't cope.

"Damn!?!?

The opponent's armor sounded an alert when a mixed red spear put someone's chest directly in front of him.

After piercing. Every rifle I had built, Lance's feeling was an apostolic weapon.

Even the unknown new-equipped opponent remained the same as before. I can.

Throw down the enemy soldier and storm him again as he pulls out the spear.

"Damn, don't lick me, Red Spear!

The sudden crack of fright passed, but the opponent's armor is also mysterious.

Or have you been shot down by one of your coworkers and restored your calm? To her highest speed.

Respond, red and black spears and silver light swords clash and scatter sparks.

'That's the one you're licking, isn't it? With such clear hands!

Her kick, instantly rolled out of the impending impulse, blows the target away.

One of the remaining men will cover with a series of rifles, but it won't even be towed and won't pass by intent.

But originally unwilling to chase her, she just rang her fingers in a relaxed manner.

Multiple shooting sounds sounded as soon as possible. Every bow that was placed outside a series of offenses is new.

He released an arrow (spear). It impending (...) crashed the fourth formation (...) as hard as ever.

"An ambush by an apostolic weapon that disguised large troops. That would eliminate or hold me back.

Making the main unit progress as it does...... common hands, did you think it would come through?

To me.

unnecessarily kicked and ignored the shooting. The two bite with remorse but

Her insides are complicated. I was ruling out the possibility of an apostolic weapon input, my own lapse.

Because after spontaneously hiding it in such an attitude, I became an obsessed wingman.

But neither reflection nor remorse is now. Because her experience and intuition were telling.

“Even this is a stumbling block for me”. Right in front of you, and behind you.

Troops who refrain will not be aware of them. Now she's got herself into this extraction.

Sink, no. I didn't feel the Commander's seriousness about breaking through here.

I did see the apostolic weapon thing wrong, but if you look from there, the mask.

It's a readable story to be a weapon that won't work once and for all if you're taking any hand.

Give it to yourself, to this extent the number. It's an unscrupulous exploitation.

"Have you forgotten our acuteness before the threat of Mascarade?

These Crimsons, and my men (Lady), were insulted, too.

Then let me remind you again, the horror of an unnamed spear. '

"Let it soak! I'll teach you the limits of personal force!

"Crushed by our wave of snakes, Red Orga!!

Then attract as much hostility and enemy soldiers here as you can.

The Apostolic Weapon Equipment Possession, which was mixed with the Fourth Battalion, was another three, and the Fifth Battalion behind.

Restore a large lance in your right hand, set up with a two-spear flow that causes you to hold a short spear in your left hand, and storm.

You see, the shooting doesn't work. There was already a silver blade on both of them, but red and black.

Her spears never lose to them, but rather, even two to one.

Push back with skillful spears. Bow-shaped shooter outfits are also being intercepted with automatic firing by relinquishing firing control.

'... I said it myself, so be responsible, okay?

She pounds and spills during the offensive and interception into the army that began in that way.

If the power gathered here is the power, then where will the true destiny be directed?

That's too obvious a story, but until I get rid of these,

I can't leave this place. Then there's one thing she should do.

I'll leave you to it.

I smiled unknowingly under the full face, and the fine dust did not exist in her voice, such as worry or anxiety.