No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

Our days at Yata-glass finally came to an end.

Donna and Beck in the boys' room are going to the sacrament.

Sacred service - I mean, it's a killing job.

Dropping off the two traveling, I'm finally determined to raise my counterattack wolf smoke.

It's Mass Day.

This Mass, he said, has a number of sacraments going around in parallel at the same time, and a significant number of non-Donna and Beck users will be away.

Meanwhile, many of the executives remain stuck to attend Mass.

It's hard to have executives with strong combat skills, but they're ideal in that they're unlikely to miss it.

Also, since the vast majority of your users are under the influence of Mescaline, they will not be able to fight properly in the unlikely event that they become hostile.

I waited for Mass Day while exchanging information closely with my colleagues.

And on Mass Day, I handed out resistance medication to mescaline and leptipagrass to my people, and after checking the operation again and again, I came to the chapel.

It felt like the chapel was tingling sometime.

To begin with, I thought it was because of the nervousness of me and my people for the action I was about to take, but thanks again, the executives, including Gazein, seemed to be stuck around sometime.

Today's special Mass meant that the wine with mescaline was handed out with a bigger goblet than usual.

I think it is ok because the resistance medicine is dispensed more than necessary, but I sweated cold.

This place has been restless lately.

The sacraments that were transferred to execution in parallel at the same time, their asses, and the executives, do not go to the sacraments, but wait at the

It's like you're ready for something that's about to happen.

I don't know... this plan leaked...?

But no matter how many times I try to put in an exploration, I don't find any such signs.

We can't postpone the plan just because of fear, so we decided to be ready and make today our day.

but that seemed worrying.

As soon as Mass began, the invitation of the bishops suddenly took place in the form of skipping the preaching of Gazein.

As I've seen before, a blue-white young man's face appeared three metres long.

I'll [appraise] it just in case, but it's still definitely created with Gazein's [phantom magic].

The phantom, for a few minutes indeed, did not utter a word, just floating in meditation.

One shudder of hesitant air was brewed, and some of the wine-drinking (non-Orochian) servants feel bad and crouched.

After plenty of scorching, largely, the phantom began to spin the words.

"My lords... the time has finally come.

Build with our hands the earthly kingdom of the evil god Monugonese... "

That was an encouraging word.

I see, is this why the executives stayed?

But then, why don't you interrupt the other sacraments and bring them all together?

I thought so for a moment, but on second thought, I seem to know the answer.

Then you don't have to fix the plan.

While I was nodding alone, the phantom of the Patriarch Grutmezza disappeared, and Gazein, who appeared instead, preached - no, I'm trying to skip the resolution.

"- When the people who are out now return... we are going to take the country."

And the messengers of Gazein, who were with them, were wont to speak.

"The goal is Monocanus, the king's capital of Santa Mana.

Assassination of a country's dignitaries from one end, including King Vistogard I, multiplied by confusion to seize the royal castle.

At the same time, a publicity task force infiltrated Wang Du will conduct a rigid mix of publicity work against Wang Du's people.

If anyone comes out against us, they're demons.

I will assassinate no one left. "

Someone's throat sounded louder.

"It is the guidance of the evil god.

Comrades, will you follow me?

To Gazein's words, silence descended into the chapel.

And

- I don't like it.

Walk out of the congregation seat, I said.

Behind me, around the boys' squad, my "comrades" are lined up.

There are more than a dozen adult servants and several from the boys' squad on this occasion.

"... what?

Gazein said with a harsh face.

I said, "I don't like it, chief."

"Sir, what kind of mouth are you listening to towards the chief! -" Reflect "!

The executives who jumped out of the sidelines - but by the name of Gazlow - uttered the keywords of the "loyalty" collar.

But...

Kathari.

"... if you want to take this thing off, I know it from the beginning."

I said the collar I took off with my fingers.

"What the...!

On behalf of a stalled Gazlow, Gazein says.

"... That's okay, Orochi"

"What?

"This is a clear rebellion.

I just said I wanted to, and I'm not talking about punishment anymore.

You're standing where you can't turn back.

- So, okay?

"Oh.

Besides, this isn't just my will. It's everyone's will.

I can't go out with any more delusions about being an assassination denomination... "

Once again, Gazein turns his attention to the men who stand behind me.

"If one of you is going to kill me, I thought it was possible... what the hell is this?

You believed in evil gods, didn't you?

Where did you change your mind?

No, how am I supposed to change my mind?

"Indeed, the brainwashing of your hand was not troublesome.

But in the end, they all changed their minds.

Most of all, they can be fooled and hurt by you.

So they decided to believe in a new God.

You didn't listen to me when I said there was no such thing as God.

No, they said it didn't have to be real.

To live without sacrificing anyone else any more, that's what I thought, trying to believe even an incredible God.

- Come on, guys, let me tell you the name of the new god you believe in.

Namamidabutsu! "

"" Namamidabutsu!!

The messengers who stand behind me - no, the former messengers summoned the name of God.

To its loud voice, the chapel for evil gods trembled.

"What the hell did you do!?"

Gazein stares at me sharply and screams.

I laughed and replied:

"- I didn't do anything. Everything was done by the Buddha."

"Don't be ridiculous!

"Mostly, what can a kid like me do?

I'm nothing but an 11-month-old, like anywhere else. "

"I can't stop having these 11-month-olds!

They pissed me off.

Rather, it is true only there.

"I'm telling you, everyone here has already taken a drug to resist mescaline.

You can't manipulate these guys with your magic alone. "

When I said it, Gazein had a big tongue.

"Damn... it's that way to Ganash's Jijii"

Gazein stares at me sharply, scratching his head galloping.

"Oh well.

What do you mean, I'm upset with you?

What Gazein is saying is, I guess, an invitation to examples.

"I'm sorry.

But I believe you. "

"What?

"About the people who care about me.

Besides, if you don't have a place, you can make it yourself.

I don't think there's anything wrong with a bad god because there's no one I can trust. "

"... Hmm.

What you're saying is, you don't know the world. You mean you were a kid. "

"The world isn't always easy to live in, but there are better places to look."

"Then look wherever you want.

But where did you go, who did you meet, and who knows you from the bottom of your heart?

And I can't help but hang heretics everywhere, you idiots. "

"That's not true.

In fact, you know me.

You taught me to be heterogeneous, to be out of common sense, to be sad and dangerous about it. "

That's when the violet flashed in the corner of my vision.

Someone in my crew disabled the executives I tried to move with the Thunderbolt I taught them.

That triggered it, and lightning ran everywhere.

The only thing standing after us is Gazein and his stuffing.

Of course, I was confused by the situation and didn't even crush the messengers who didn't put it on either side.

Even if you are confused by the situation, you must be an assassin trained with them, the majority of whom have fallen back to the wall and escaped the difficulties.

Some of the messengers may have been involved, but they say not to shoot them with the power to die.

Let's give it a break because it's an emergency.

"- Shit.

I didn't expect you to screw this up. "

That's what Gazein said with his bitter face.

But there was no despair in Gazein's face.

You think you can just kill me and rebuild the organization.

What is floating in Gazein's face is only frustrating, not hasty.

To this extent, we cannot yet break the heart of Gazein, a superior assassin, as the leader of Yata-glass.

- Fight me, Gazein Munzer.

"What?

"Now you, as a religious leader, have lost to me.

But as an assassin, you're not dead yet.

We have to show the leader of Yata-glass the defeat to solve everyone's brainwashing. "

"Dude... are you serious?

Who the hell do you think I am?

"If you think so, you can try"

"It's not even fucking funny... but I thought I'd stick your side down once.

- Hey, you guys, don't get your hands on me.

I'll take care of him. "

That's what Gazein takes a step forward.

And I took a piece of copper coin out of my black outfit concealment.

- It's a sign that this copper coin will fall on the floor.

"Fine."

He snorted at my transverse reply and Gazein played the copper coin with his fingers.

Not on top - towards me (...).

I accept the copper coin in [Psychokinesis], but in the meantime, the gazene has disappeared from where it was.

And a sharp blade that swings down from behind me.

By shifting my left half forward, I squeezed a sharp blow between my left shoulder blade and my clavicle.

"[Disconnect].........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................

Gazein snapped stunned.

In secret training with Jeremiah, as tireless as I am, my [cut out] skills have already become Kanst's present.

Even the invisible signs of approaching from behind, back-to-back by the name of slicing, can be grasped by this skill and crossed with a single piece of paper.

The subsequent assault on Gazein's kick also kills the power completely by moving along the direction of the kick.

The counterattack from me is to grab Gazein's leg armor with [Psychokinesis] and throw (...).

"Colour...... whoa!?"

[Light Gong] A forceful throw not caught in the structure of the human body on the throwing side, which even Miguel could not deal with, Gazein let out by twisting his body conically in the air.

Seriously.

Within a moment of my surprise, Gazein even flies one hand with that recoil about the floor and tries to take a break from me.

Recovering from surprise, I release a steel thread towards Gazein.

Gazein tries to slash the steel thread with a dagger pulled out of his nostrils.

but the dagger is on the verge of coming into contact with the steel thread, and he pulls the dagger in advance, turning back, and turns the steel thread.

Off-target steel thread hit a column that was by his side.

The steel thread scattered a batch of fierce sparks and lost momentum.

The steel thread now had [additional magic] and [lightning strike magic] on it... but Gazein was pulling a dagger just before and was uncomfortable with the steel thread.

Probably the effect of the Epic Skill [Hazard Detection] uploaded to the Evil Gods.

Of course, no matter how much danger you perceive, it's a meaningless skill if you don't have enough skill to avoid it, but you don't have to say no, Gazein has that much skill.

Gazein's posture, however, has collapsed in a series of impossible movements.

Here I am, chopping one of my trump cards.

"Stir-fry/shoot (b/l) -" Flame Lance ""

In an instant chant, Flame Lance was activated.

The seed of magic is magic.

b (flame) is i, l (concept) is r.

I read these two words down as demonic sentences and hit the word "stir fry/shoot".

Of course, this is Japanese, not Marquecto.

Even if I cultivate demons in Japanese, chanting works fine because it's a matter of my own image.

By the way, bearing in mind both meanings, only "il" pronounce it once.

If Abaddon, my master of mind, saw it, he'd peel his eyes off and be surprised at the innovative chanting technique.

but

"Whoa, whoa!? is early!

Even Flame Lance, activated in an instant, caused Gazein to fade without its exceptional identity.

But that's not the problem.

If you've been sent, all you have to do is keep shooting until you hit it.

I'm going to stack with Il, Il and Il and carve Flame Lance.

Bullet shooting is fundamental to 2D gauge.

Gazein, who escapes, throws the incandescent fire spear early with an arrow.

"Get well...... don't get on!

Gazein flashes the dagger in his hand with temper, cutting off the flaming spear that flew in.

[Appraisal] I don't have time to, but I guess it's some kind of magical weapon.

I overlap "Flame Lance" even more, but Gazein cuts off the flaming spear that hits me from one end as he leaps towards me.

And Gazein's sharp toe, which struck a dragonfly back in the air, looms over my head.

- But that's what I read.

"Zhu and Xue (b. λ) -" Fireblast "!

(flame), (spread), (flame), λ (wind).

Each pronounced i, s, i, u.

This was divided into siu and i, with the kanji characters for Zhu and Zhu, and this kanji character was read down in Chinese style.

Doing this is valid as a satanic sentence, as long as the image does not collapse.

Julia's "Firestorm" needs another pair of spreads, flames, and winds, but seven-character activation hasn't yet stabilized and succeeded.

Also, if I let the Firestorm go in a closed space, it would involve me, so I don't need that much power.

That's why I braided the original magic that saved me three words from the Flame Storm.

An explosive flame erupted from in front of my body properly caught the immobile gazaine in the air.

Though I don't like Gazein, I can't avoid being hit by a scorching hurricane from space to space.

Gazein is bounced around his whole body in flames without a shine, rolling up to the opposite wall as he bounces through the chapel floor.

The men watching me and Gazein fight took my breath away.

Gazein, who hit the opposite wall, has no sign of moving, even though he has his clothes burned.

"- Did you do it?

My crush stuck to the silent chapel.