Oukoku e Tsuzuku Michi

"Right or right. Wonderful."

"What's with all the laughter? You like kids screaming? Pervert, do your job properly."

Aldo tries to pay off my hand on his shoulder in a tone he made a fool of himself, but he has a strong grip and can't leave.

"... get out of the way"

Tried twice three times and finally leaves for the fourth time.

No, I didn't leave. I let him go.

I look back to Rebecca, who hugs me to the waist and pulls desperately.

"Stay! I'm staying! Boss! Just the boss!

"No, I can't stand it anymore. I'll smash it all up and help my daughters."

Rebecca grabbed the sword on her hips. Try to hang it in my arm and point around her.

"What do you do if you just set up emotions on this number of people! Hold your head down and call reinforcements!

Look around.

Ten Gorotsky people who came together, twenty guys who are protecting the slave market, thirty and a little bit of guests and their escorts, and Aldo.

"I can do this, so get off me."

"Huh!? I was watching His Majesty's strength sweetly! But you can't, even if you can do it! Yes!"

Rebecca rubs against Aldo in the tone of a whore, who was using the high skill of screaming in a hissohisso voice.

"Awesome place...... I'm surprised this was in Goldonia. Is there anything else?

Aldo turns a disinterested gaze on Rebecca.

"It's not uncommon for an underground slave market. But I was crushed in the days of the previous king. There's only three places we've got them, but the customers don't pull them off."

Rebecca comes back selling Uh-huh and femininity.

"I heard that, Your Majesty!? There are two other places! If we get busted in here, we have to hold the boss down. Let go of two wild places!

"Nooooooo"

I hold on to my arm as I exhale and try to swing on my own.

"Where's the boss?

"Though there would be no reason to teach the guy who came yesterday! I don't even know me or the other executives. There's always no such thing as a sudden appointment when the boss comes. They come with Hui and teach him how to take care of his kingdom and lord in the next big business, the worse."

Come on, then how long are you gonna tell me to meditate my ears on my poor little girl's screams?

"Anyway, the boss sucks. I'm not suspicious. Some people say it, but they can't change it anyway. That's why our executives don't want to betray us. But..."

There is no loyalty or honor in a rogue organization.

The head holds down his men with money and fear, but on the contrary, he is flipped whenever his men have more power than the head.

But if the head has the ability not to substitute with power, the story will not be easy.

"Bad guys lose momentum with frequent inner roundabout rubbing for the head if they get somewhat bigger... or they can have an inner gap. But these guys don't chase down the boss with a special nose. That's why we keep expanding our forces!

After Rebecca thinks about it, that's why I have to hold my head down.

"It's not a good idea to talk about the boss very much. Get to work now. I'm coming out because I need to talk to you about something else."

I look around again.

Boys and girls who are not even old are trapped in dungeon-like rooms.

I guess he's got his foot tendon cut off to see him fall in trying to get up.

There are many children lined up and customers compete with each other over the price.

There is a scream from the little room next door about the girl who is clearly being offended.

A girl who was being fought in a place like the arena cried out, and the boy is losing his will to fight, and the director is punching him in the face.

"It's close to a miracle I let you in so far. We must not waste this opportunity."

As Rebecca complained, there are two more identical places to break this place down.

Flaming emotions cool off.

I make lavish footsteps and head to the little room where I can hear the girl screaming first.

"Wait, please! If you break out here, you won't be able to get information on your head and other bases!

"What do you know?"

I approach the man who kept beating the girl crying in front of me with the axe without stopping, and step on the wrong rub.

Momentum enough to separate the toes from the toes.

"Look at it from a big perspective! Don't be emotional. It's better to indulge yourselves."

If you're not seeing it, you can't help it. If you can't reach it, you can't help it.

I'm not a god, so I can't save all the unhappy women.

"But I can save these guys now. Eyes and hands are within reach. Then we'll have to do it. Overall, as it turns out... you can talk to Leopold like that."

I enter a small room with a front on it.

There, as expected, a belly-up middle-aged man was waving his hips on a crying girl.

"I'm in trouble. Customers."

Put your hand on the shoulder of a middle-aged man.

"Hey, what! I would have given you the right money!

"It's weird. A craftsman like you can't hold a woman. Do it with the pigs."

Grab both shoulders and lift the middle-aged man, throwing him straight outside the small room.

A man's escort tried to grab me, but I grabbed both of those arms too late, each folding outward.

And I stick a rag in my mouth that was falling on the floor before I leaked the scream.

"Excuse me. If I'd gotten in there and been rambling early, I might not have had to have had a hard time."

I blanket the girl and kiss her under my sobbing eyes.

The girl was watching Pocan and me as she got up with a skinny body.

I cut the shackles on my feet with my bare hands.

"I'm hiding because it's going to be rough. Tell the other kids if you can."

The girl nods silently and runs to a small room where the children are trapped.

Let's do it.

"Oh, it's already a mess. Do you give up thinking you couldn't infiltrate from the beginning?"

It was when I stepped out of the small room when I was ready.

"Whoa boss!?

"There you are!?

"Come out, you bastards! Pull the guy on break too!

Both Gorotsuki are running around with wasps.

"Ko, at this time! What luck!

Rebecca jumped on my back trying to get her gaze a little higher.

That's right. If my boss is here in front of me, I have the intelligence to put up with him for about a few dozen seconds.

"Everyone gather immediately. Danger is approaching."

All pay attention to the head.

The man who stomped on me and the customer who was thrown away were yelling at me that it was offensive to complain while screaming but vice versa.

He shows a light footsteps, a high voice, and a bloody red cloak wrapped around him.

"A man much younger than expected...... no woman?

Town-daughter-like skinny body with or without 160cm.

The face looks young, but even young, to the extent that it is neutral and barely stops by the man.

"This is the leader? Not the mistress or the concubine at the head?

Totally unexpected.

I imagined it was like mixing Mac and Guildless, but physically it's more like Celia.

"But it doesn't seem like he's just a good guy."

"Oh, I know that"

What is characteristic is the right eye blocked in vain with toxic clothing and an eye band that hides one eye.

The unobstructed left eye is unusually large, so much so that you can see the black eye movement even from here a few meters away.

"Me, boss. What do you mean, dangerous?

"Is it lord's care? Or even a spy in the center again?

Both Gorotsuki hear as he breaks his hips and snarls.

"No - greater danger. Oh I see... West Bank strongholds are burning... flames, iron bullets, warriors of the ship's arms. Icey eyes, a bunch of steel trampling and ravaging northern strongholds"

The head starts to squirm as he holds down his right eye with an eye band.

"Is he out of his mind?

"I don't know what that means, but these guys are jumping all the sudden raids and secret detectives. I thought we should be vigilant because it might be a special ability."

So the head slowly pointed at me like he noticed hah.

"Black Reaper of blood, guts, and betrayal - is that right, you?"

My men's gaze turns this way simultaneously.

I see Rebecca right behind me in the same move.

"Huh!? Cut me loose - I'll resent you!

It's a joke.

I look back and stare at my little head.

I don't know how, but I can't help it.

"Exactly. I'll..."

I guess we should make this place more dignified.

"- It is only Yu who is now King Hardlett of Goldonia. Shiro and his head are high. It is before the king. Down!"

Quiet back with Singh.

Neither the head nor the guests who were watching the opportunity to escape were slight.

"What is this guy talking about?

"You're out of your mind."

"Uh, are you sure you're a backcutter? I don't know anything else."

No one will fall down or be surprised.

Well, I guess so. All of a sudden, I'm the king and you're finished, but I don't believe you.

I give Rebecca my hand and move to urge her.

"What is this hand?

"It will be decided. I'm gonna stick some proof to these guys that I'm the king. Come on, let me out."

"There isn't. I told you to infiltrate, but you're not supposed to bring me anything that identifies you."

I can pull my hand in silence.

And breathed heavily in.

"Oooh!!

Pull out the sword on your hips as you raise your temper and smack the head of a guest who was nearby.

"Outside roads! Don't think anyone can get out alive!!

Saying, hurriedly slashing a gorotsuki pulling out his sword into a horizontal giraffe.

Every piece of leather armor ripped out his belly and splashed his gut in the direction where it was twisted, but the sword he appropriately brought broke in only two swings.

"What is this guy crazy!?

"No, you bastard. But the boss is right. He's a traitor! Give it to the blood festival!!

Both Gorotsuki come at me with swords and spears in their hands.

My intention to make good and dignified decisions has become Gudagda, but I don't care anymore.

I guess that's fine if I slash and throw away all these guys.

A spear is coming at me in the middle of my torso.

Hit the tip down with a halved sword, step and fold where you hit the floor, and punch your fist in the man's face.

An untouched blow doubles the power of beating and killing giants in a tavern.

Instead of facial bones, the man deforms his skull itself, spinning and falling in with his brain plasma scattered.

"He's got a round hips!

A man who comes screaming and slashing at me.

"I'm in so much trouble."

I avoid slashing sideways and step in thoughtlessly.

The cracked brick floor smashes and fragments rise.

The fragment empties the slaughter and hits the front-running man in the face.

"So I'll get the sword."

That moment is too long for me.

I will take the sword from the man's arm, and I will also take his head from him.

"This guy's strong! Set it up at the same time!

"You said it well. If you come from there, I'll save you the trouble of running around."

He scratches the throat of the man who gave him a convenient voice and enters the crowd of gathered men.

We need to make a few changes to the abusive way we're used to fighting dual craters.

He flashes shallow and flashing his first arm, hastily raising his sword, cutting both muscles and arteries, destroying the second knee he steps in to slash in with a blade to be returned, jumping into the nose of the third man who consolidated his defense, kicking each guard up to the ceiling.

It was at the same time that I stepped on the head of the third person who fell out of his head when he hit the low ceiling and the second person whose knees were crushed and stuffy. The first one... he's bleeding like a fountain and you'll die if you leave him alone.

With a sigh of relief, he twirls his sword and sticks it out behind him through his armpits.

"Gyabu......"

"I can see your back. I can see your back."

Half-rotate the sword that stood against the chest of the man who was approaching from behind before pulling it out.

Without wiping the blood of my sword, I stand benevolent with my feet shoulder-width apart.

Slightly repositioned in my current meeting, I'll be in front of the only entrance and exit.

The intention is clear.

"If you want to run, you won't shoot me."

Get all the heads and chimps to die here.

"Wow, I'm just a customer! I'm here to buy slaves, too, on behalf of my husband! The Lord is a man of high stature, and if there is dissatisfaction, he will write at a later date."

He grabs the throat of the man who tried to slip through his side as he said the bump, lifts it up and tightens it.

"Cheats are not good"

Gokin and his neck break, throwing a convulsive man loose.

"What the hell, he's so tough to destroy!

"When it comes to hardlets, they're famous for their warriors, their momentum, and they even killed their allies and became kings."

"Real...... no, no. Is that why!

Gorotsuki and Jirijiri are approaching on purpose.

That's where you're on your back - I mean, you can hear voices from the outside.

"Watchdog exchange time is running out. What the hell are you doing..."

Looks like the watch on the table is back.

Now I'm pinched from the front and back.

Gorotsuki laughs niggardly.

"All right, it's a simultaneous attack. How can you deal with him if you set him up from the front, back, left, right!

"Join us, you guys! You know the customers don't distinguish anything either!

From the front, it looks like the total attack, the guy behind it, noticed disturbing signs and pulled out his weapon as well.

A spilled cheap sword with a blade would be a little troublesome.

"Ahhh... ahhh"

When I looked at the fine voice, the girl who was being called to the competition at my feet was shaking.

The shackles are chained to an iron sphere that may weigh about her weight.

I gently stroke the girl's cheek.

"Lend me some of this. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. We're on the ground."

"Huh?

I'll pull a thousand pieces next to the girl's chain.

Then swing each iron ball on the gripping end of the chain with both hands.

"" "Ka-ha!!

Gorotsuki and Gorotsuki push in from front, back, left, and right.

"That's right. Come at once. Don't even think about running away."

Iron balls and sword spears intersect.

Comfortable shock sound and dull response.

This is the sound of breaking old stone walls with a hammer.

Of course it is the face of Gorotsuki, not the stone wall, that breaks it.

"Gyu"

What a strange interrupter the man with dozens of kilos of iron balls hitting him directly in the face dies instantly.

"Give me your back, Giggle."

An iron ball plunders under the jaw of a man approaching from behind, losing his upper lip to his lower face.

A rare scream is laughable, so I want it to stop.

"" "Three, two, one, go!!

Three spikes with timing.

Two are bounced by fast spinning iron balls, one wrapped in a chain and swinging from owner to owner.

"It was a tough plan, but it was fun to go out with."

I put more effort into spinning iron balls at high speeds.

"Hey, what the hell is that! How am I supposed to attack you!

"I'm just swinging! Aim for the gap... what a turn at speed. I can't see the iron ball!

"It's like an iron tornado..."

The chain with the iron sphere is about three meters long.

As soon as we get within that range, the tip of the ear, the sword, and the head of a person instantly smash and fly.

Of course it's not just poking around and swinging iron balls like an idiot.

While maintaining rotation, I move myself to actively engage the opponent.

"No matter how many reaches you have, you're indoors! There are as many obstacles on the ceiling as there are on the pillars. Using it..."

Before I finished, the iron ball hit the column, reflecting and smashing the man's forehead.

I'm not a master at turning iron balls.

The columns, the desks, the ceilings and the iron balls are all around.

If it was a sword or spear that was swinging, sometimes it would stop by eating into the pillars or plunging into the floor. There will also be limits to swinging through at your disposal.

But the round iron sphere was exerting unexpected power.

It bounces back in unexpected orbit when it hits the pillars, and rolls down the ground while crushing bricks when it hits the floor.

Momentum doesn't die just because there's no movement to say stab.

After that, I can't really stop spinning as long as I put my strength into it.

"You're so confident in speed! Go for the gap and stab him to death!

The little man, who was gauging critical intervals, is inadvertently bounced off without following the movement of the iron sphere reflected.

"You were bragging about a steel shield! Try to stop it!

When an iron ball hits a steel shield, the shield is shrugged inwards by the top half, and the man with his forehead recessed by his shield dies as he spits blood reflexes from his eye-nose mouth.

"You call yourself Goldonia's best stiffness! Take it!

An iron ball hits the big man's chest straight in from the front, crashes into the ceiling, then reflects and hits the column, jumping further and slipping as he breaks the cage of slaves.

Confirmation of life and death will not be necessary.

It would have been time to break the war will of the Gorotsuki and the others.

Observe your surroundings to see the look on your head as well.

He kept staring at me with a tough face and his head moved sideways.

The moment I thought what the movement was now, the chain, which was no longer able to withstand rotation, broke a thousand times and the iron sphere flew away.

"Yikes!?

"Ugh!!

It's a sudden throw that even I couldn't have predicted.

The iron ball approached his head as it involved several men... passing his step sideways.

"Exactly."

The head says in a voice like a boy before a voice change.

"A tyrant of blood and organs. I'm not the one you can fight with your strength."

The ocular cord is untied.

The dewy right eye is the same as the left and slightly larger, but it doesn't glow or move around.

"I saw inside you. Seems familiar with places like this. Then try it again."

What are you talking about? This guy.

"You shouldn't! It's the power to interfere with the spirit! Please put your strength into your belly and bear with me!

Would the panicking voice be Rebecca?

I laughed unexpectedly at the way that taffed me.

"Hehe, who do you think I am? I'm not the kind of guy who gets influenced by the cocky magic of Gorotsuki's best balls. Well, you don't have to worry about anything, you don't have a headache, you don't flutter.

Looking around, there's no Rebecca, no head.

It's just a sight I recognize a long time ago.

I was sitting in an underground cage I'd forgotten about.

"Oh?

I checked my body to a strangely low point of view and it's shrinking.

He's just about the same height as he was when he escaped the underground arena.

"That's crazy?

"What?

Peeping out of the cage, the watch slapped him with cancer and cage to intimidate him.

I feel like this guy's face is in my memory, too.

A voice echoes in my heart.

It's the voice of the head.

"You seal this place in your memory. Your stains, your fears, your stuffiness, your pain."

"It took you a second to slap your big mouth... it's right in front of Rebecca"

I dropped my shoulder disappointingly.