Munou To Yobareta Ore, Yottsu No Chikara Wo Eru

Time goes back to when Levy was heading with Glatton to Sumerian Castle and driving his carriage.

"... Mr. Lord, I wonder if you're still coming home today"

In the mansion that the Lords had rented from Brance, Sophia whined like that while lying alone in her own bed.

"I need to talk to you about something important at Mr. Blance's house, so I'm gonna open up a little bit. And Sophia's sick, and you can't walk away yet, can you? Anyway, now, you need to slow down at home."

That's what Lord told me, she kept that saying right and had spent the last few days without a step out of the mansion.

Nevertheless, the wounds received at the martial arts tournament have been completely healed by the power of Asclepios, who is already out of fatigue.

In short...

"Exactly... I'm free"

Regardless, the routine workouts were in place.

Nevertheless, if that's not what you do all day, since there are no leaders like Levi on your side, monotonous repetitive tasks that can be done by individuals will dominate.

Besides, I don't have anyone to talk to, and most importantly, she's only fifteen.

It was also logical to be bored.

"Nevertheless, you're talking about something important... I guess you mean something I wouldn't be able to do if I were there..."

There's no point in her thinking that way either.

In fact, the Lords are telling stories that Sophia can't hear.

"People-grabbing" by Sumerian.

If that's true, Sofia's parents are likely to be victims too, and if she finds out about it, she'll definitely try to join in.

Lord put her out of the center to avoid it.

But...

"... let's go. To Mr. Blance's house."

That's the curiosity that came from boredom.

In addition, she now had the power to fly freely.

The time is nine o'clock at night.

It's unlikely someone will see you.

The moment she thinks that, she jumps off the futon she was spraying all the way to her chest.

And he still wore his usual armor "unwound" by the hands of Excalibur, opening a window through the veranda.

"Hmm... is it a little cold?

A slightly cold breeze strokes her cheek.

But that wasn't enough to let her regain her calm.

"Wow..."

She works out her magic and magic on her armor.

Thus, with it firmly anchored, her body floated flutterly.

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"It's time..."

Blance squeaks so with a potpourri after staring at the pendulum clock that was provided in the dining room.

The time was about to pick up seven o'clock at night.

"What, you? Are you nervous or not?

"... Chicken Bald"

When Blance returns that to the visor, he sighs one thing.

I'm not nervous... I'm not, but I wasn't calm.

He is usually not looked at the other way, but I guess there are a few things I think about his own country, which is also about to expose the evil that the king is leading.

Something I don't quite understand, unlike haste, anger and sadness.

That was shaking his legs in small pieces.

At that time, he shifts his gaze to Cheryl and the others.

The two just sat silently in a chair, quietly waiting for that time.

"Oh."

"What? Oh, yes?

"Man, I can't tell you... I'm going to take that for real now. Don't you freak out."

"Yeah, yeah... I know"

The emotions that Cheryl and Karen had were different from that of Blance again.

The regret of abandoning them and running away as a result, and the anxiety of what the two think of it.

And anticipation and fear that it will soon become clear whether the two of them are safe or not.

Various emotions mixed in, and they were about to be crushed by them before they started.

"It's Brance."

Unexpectedly, Bahamut calls his name.

"Am I?"

"Our role is to break into the interior from the entrance into the basement that Lord would discover while concealing himself to the preceding positive motion. After that, we'll search the underground facility and rescue the captured people… So, okay?

"Yes, but... what's wrong with that?

"No what... just a confirmation. The point is, why don't we just focus on that instead of thinking about the extras?

……

To Bahamut's words, Cheryl and Karen looked like they noticed something, then raised their faces at the same time.

"You... ha... oh, you're right"

When you do something, it creates all sorts of emotions.

In some cases, it becomes both winged and shackled.

So what's the difference?

It runs out of "how can you bring your mind into line with the situation".

Adaptation, adaptation, immediate response… are replaced by various words, but the point is like having a heart.

Use reason and emotion for the purpose.

That way, the purpose would be achieved on its own.

"Let's do what we can. Like Lord said."

"Yeah...... right"

"Right. It's not just Tia and Asna... pull them all together and up on the ground."

With Bahamut's words, emotions went along with the scene.

It's just that the problem...

"I'm sorry I seem to give you water, but there's at least a few dozen people in the basement of that castle... there could be more than a hundred, depending on the case, right? Besides, the nasty ones are nasty, and as a matter of reality... it's not that simple."

That's right.

Visor is right, things are not that simple.

Scratching intense resistance and even rescuing people who don't know how much more... it wasn't hard to imagine it would be a tough fight.

"Oh... I told you, I honestly think the people who were captured a few years ago... are tough. But the last six months or something, it's possible. Maybe even Sophia's parents...... ugh!?

Moments, slight noises heard from outside the window.

Everyone's consciousness turns to you at once, and the visor runs out to the window without getting his hair in between.

That's how they opened up the window.

"You...!

I get a frightened look...... there was a look of Sophia.

"Ah... ugh...!

At a moment when visors and eyes met, she flipped herself and took the helm to the night sky.

"Huh! Hold on, Sofia!

The worst scenario emerges behind the brain of the visor who sees that back.

Because in that direction she's pointing... there's Sumerian Castle.

"Ba, bahamuto!

"Chi...!

Blance calls his name. No, Bahamut rushes to the window where the visor is located and reaches out his hand to her.

But...

"No... no more...!

The body must know, and the power of Bahamut, the minute body, is extremely limited.

Sophia, who accelerated at once, had already reached outside her range.

"Damn...... who can chase!?

"I can't! The guy who can fly here. Yes, hey!

"Well, that kid stays in the castle...!

"Yay! Hey, hey!

In conclusion, there is no longer "anything we can do".

It's impossible to capture Sophia in the sky, even if she ran on the ground and caught up.

In addition, they have an operation after this in the first place.

Acting in a detour is unacceptable.

"... I just have to pray. He won't be unscrupulous."

"Oh, no... ah! At least let Mr Lord or Mr Levy know......!

"Stop it, Cheryl! Any contact from over here is likely to get in their way! We have to wait! Damn...... why didn't you notice me!

"If you're gonna say that, so are we... it's not just a responsibility."

"Visor's right, Brance. Anyway, more than this happened...... it's pointless to regret it anymore. You better think ahead."

"I know... I know, damn it!

Behind the operation, which was going well, the gear was slightly crazy.

Sophia keeps flying through the dark night for no reason to know anything about them holding such heads.

Just even, following my parents' shadows.