Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 128 Morning City Boulevard in Omui

A group of ridden knights and carriages pass the boulevard as they are waved by the people on the border, through the gates of the city.

Regretting with the rain of its spare applause and praise, the praiseworthy thoughts praised without much help in this land that the soldiers of the kingdom have abandoned for many years.

Though resentful and hateful from the border, such as the Knights of the Kingdom, they were taken for granted, as close as friends, and if they were called benefactors who came to help them, they would be blinded (dizzy) by embarrassment and remorse.

The 1st Division of the Kingdom of Diorail was a elite force of meritocracy, without rank or identity. Strength was the only thing I was proud of. But we were weak, and there was no power to confront the terrifying demons of the Labyrinth.

The people of the city who wave, bow their heads, and hang their thanks.

"You're miserable... we are"

"Absolutely, what should I say?"

Soldiers groan. Soldiers answering with their hands down, bowing their heads and saying goodbye because some of the faces they found out about and the store owners they were familiar with.

"Because I'll definitely be back!

I can only return it if I do. We have not accomplished one thing but to be praised, I vow to return to meet this thought. Everyone grips their fists hard as they respond with a smile, as they bite their powerlessness.

Resurrection of dispatched troops from the kingdom to the border. The voice of joy is only a thank you to us for returning to the king's capital, a genuine cheer for the fake brave man.

The handiwork of the return of that replacement is the legendary title of "Labyrinth Killer" and the tremendously raised LV...... it's all a fake feat, a beauty story made. We couldn't do anything, we were too weak to even be on the front line in the middle.

The only time I could fight was when I could barely get in formation at the upper levels, and all I could teach was to raise my battle LV while being protected by the beautiful guards of the Border Army and the mysterious brunette master. Even the most elite Kingsguard division was no different from ours, only stunned by the threat of the border.

The floating heart has disappeared, the pride of the ornament has been thrown away, and we are weak and miserable. But we were soldiers and thanked the people of the city, and that was no excuse for weakness. The power not to be ashamed of this given sword, so that one day I can say I will keep my chest up and defend the border with the strength to respond to this cheer.

A horseback ride arrives. Lieutenant, you've come to slap me lightly in the face.

"Squad leader, everyone wants to move to the border."

"You would have put it out first, but in order, but so would the alternation..."

It was a short-term visit as an advance party. But everyone wanted to stay, everything that had a family, everything that had left a lover, everyone volunteered to stay. That's all I'm proud of.

"When I came here, I was freaked out by demons, and I lost my confidence and treated him. (Siggo) How about that?

"I'm still scared, I can't be scared of labyrinth demons all my life. It's not like the Kamazaki lords."

There will be no such thing as being afraid and frightened of that alien, that's what shapes fear. And there's no bottom, it's as strong and scary as diving if you dive.

"Ha," kill me if you're scared, kill me if you're scared, dead demons are good demons "?

"That changed the face of the soldier, but the delightful madness of the man I'm talking about drank me."

What you're saying is unscrupulous, but you can be scared, you can be scared, you can be scared, you calm down to that word, these guys were shown they could kill, you have to be scared if you kill them.

"The captains were dyed and the strength grew... that's a betta love"

"I thought the young soldier might jerk off... but when I could show that strength, it turned into worship, that's what scares me."

A hunter who preys on demons, a fighter to defeat the strong, a pure overwhelming strength. The first division is heavily influenced by the Shkovasus family with many eastern ones, whose mood is strength is justice.

"Well, the rice is delicious, the city is rich, the young kids are beautiful to wear, and you'll want to stay... even in the dead place"

"Don't say it. It's gonna be hard to eat when you get home, if you're still in the march in Wang Du... you'll remember."

For the welcome feast, the feast of separation. It's hard to eat if you don't think it was a dream, the dormitory isn't luxurious (shiitake), but it's comfortable to live in, the conditioning and furniture aren't gorgeous, but it's full of functional beauty with great practicality, and when you get used to that life, it doesn't taste good!

But the real beauty of the border was people. People who laugh a lot and work a lot, who have the strength and sadness that is unique to what is gentle and warm.

"What the hell were we fighting for when kids like those angels who were running around... lived like beggars in the ghetto..."

"I guess only a brunette warrior really knew what to protect, why to fight...... that's why the kids laugh like that"

That's the symbol of happiness, a city full of children's smiles and laughter. That should have been the real reason to risk your life fighting for something to protect.

The march is fast but disturbing, not enough to blame and I know why. The soldiers who look back on the city of Omui, which will be far away, and swear they will return.

"When I get home, I won't be able to work out again, and it won't help me to come back here... but it hurts that I won't be able to raise my LV if it's Wang Du."

"Is that why? If LV still believes in something like that, he'll have to treat it seriously... but there are no more of them in our army."

Lv, a brunette army teacher who abuses the superhuman Kamazaki lords who are transcendents (over) beyond Lv 100, was less than 28, Lv 30 a boy was a legend of labyrinth killing.

No one is secluded, not even envious, trying to bring in a number of extinct beauties. Everyone is convinced that the only one who can take that lead is that boy, who can bathe and flatten the vision of the eyes of the endless beauties and nowhere else.

If you're a returner from the labyrinth, you can tell, you feel it because you peeked into hell, the strength and other horrors that don't hang on your twisted teeth. The miracle of the periphery that has won and survived in that weakness.

"I've been reminded that strength and other things to beat the weaker than me, and overwhelming strength, don't make sense to kill them all."

"I won't get everyone for life if I take that as a benchmark... it's even far from close, that's"

That's what I say and laugh at. The madness is creeping into the Deputy's smile, is it creeping right into my face, too? You can rush that envy and agony, whether it arrives or not, everyone has something to protect, and there is a sorrow that no one could protect. That's why I can rush, the selfishness to just kill that arrogant energetic weather that doesn't matter if you're scared or afraid. The wisdom of giving up, which is invaded only when you grow up, the more realistic idea of dreaming when you notice it creeps up, and the disease of giving up, which is eroded without peeling.

Thus it hurts. Madness hurts at the horror of the eyes that give up and not acknowledge the boy who did not give up, who fought, killed, and survived and protected him. If you don't want to give up, if you don't want to say you have no choice but to do it again, the madness of that boy ahead of you who did it instead of being able to.

A few more fights and we'll be laughing in the labyrinth, looking back at the smaller city. I decided to go back and burn the city in my eyes.

I want to laugh at the bottom of the labyrinth someday. You can remain scared and frightened, you never gave up and dreamed you'd want to try and laugh... everyone seems to have been infected (depressed) by those horrible eyes and gentle smiling boys. I could not wish for a transfer, but I will surely return to this land and head to the King's Capital with my vows.