No, now, huh? I'm suddenly getting all kinds of information, and my head's going to get flat?

"It doesn't make sense. What are we supposed to do?"

Uncle Borderline doesn't seem to understand as much as I do, but he flushed it out.

That split, exactly the samurai. I certainly can't afford to think about this here and now.

"The destruction has not yet been established. Well, burying the mediator here is a top priority."

"--Borderline uncle! I'll get up!

I saw the mediator stand loose in the darkness over there.

"Well, thoroughly bump it"

"Yes, sir."

"Alright--Soya kid, let's go with some more fighting"

I nodded.

Because I intend to.

"... later"

Hiraki, and Uncle Borderline look behind him.

It is the Holy King who is flattered to have been there.

"Ye woke up yeh Glenzie doh!!!!!!"

The cry rocked the Holy King as a wave of sound.

"Don't get on your knees with one or two mistakes!! You, you would be the teppen of this country!!!!"

It was so loud that I was blocking my ears, but in the eyes of the Holy King —— the light was returning.

"... I'm from this country"

Dust, a glimmer of tears conveyed his cheeks.

The Holy King wipes his eyes with his fist.

"Don't call me by my nostalgic name..."

"... because you seem to have forgotten the old days."

Is Glenzide the name the Holy King used to have? Because there will be no name at the same time as you reign in the Holy King.

Uncle Borderline has been friends with the Holy King since then.

"I am the Holy King."

"That's right. You are the Holy King."

"I lead this country."

"That's right. You're the leader of this country."

I may have misjudged a man called the Holy King until then.

It's humane, it's obvious, and it adores Master Kurvshrat. I only saw aspects of him as such a "good father".

But what about the Holy King now?

"--El, how do I kill that bucket thing"

If the mediator is pure darkness, the air that the Holy King is wrapped in is —— killing (...) is the darkness of the original sin that man possesses. I don't even hate all kinds of breakthroughs, insolent shores as a monarch. A bloody hegemony that kicks everything that stands up.

I was overwhelmed by signs of boiling negative emotions. [M]

"Take this."

What Mr. Elle offered was an old little knife.

"Stick it to the mediator's body"

"Okay. —— Let's go, Uncle Borderline, and the kid."

Sounds like I'm in the head count, too.

"I'll make you regret selling a fight to this country"

The resurrected Holy King was overwhelming. When I don't hesitate to step in to the mediator, instead of waving a knife, I see a series of punches. The mediator is obviously wary of the knife, so the punch decides to be funny.

And when he grabbed up the golden scepter that was rolling, he spun it around with one hand and let it plunge into the mediator's body, and the mediator flew away in the "ku" lettering.

"Nuaaa!"

Numerous arms grow and strike from the body of a rolling mediator, but in light steps that are not commensurate with its giant, it turns everything aside. Several attacks crept through the ground and cracked the floor.

In the meantime, Uncle Borderline screams.

"Knights of the Holy Kings! You guys, then we're not talking! Support the evacuation of the nobles!

"But --"

"You idiot, listen to me!

The movement of the Knights of the Holy Kings lacked glory. For once the 1st Squad is supposed to be elite, though —— the death of a knighthood leader who has fallen over there, who would have already died, may have ensued. Either way, "This is the top of the country? Not the militant top? I don't think I can keep up with the Holy King of Killeckerell enough to think."

"Borderline uncle! Tour today!?"

"-- hoo, bullshit."

Provoked by the Holy King, Borderline Uncle breaks into the battle between the Holy King and the Mediator.

"Doraaaah!!"

"Whoa!!"

Ugh, wow... so much so that I look sorry for the mediator who gets pinched and bogged down by giants. Wouldn't these two be good for dragon opponents?

"Huh!"

At that time [Mori Luo Wan] caught the magic expanding in the darkness.

"The counterattack is coming!!"

Even then the Holy King and the Borderline Uncle take a distance from the mediator —— soon afterwards, countless black needles, along with the sound of bong, unfolded like eels.

"Bad De Vulnerable Na World No Min Ga...... Condition Square Lunaaa!

The needle is ejected in all directions. The Holy King spins the sceptre and blows it up, and Uncle Borderline slashes it with a treasure sword and throws it away. I fly in front of the nobles who are still evacuated and change the rays with [wind magic] to avoid hitting them.

Looks like Count Sullies took the lady.

"Covenant Hasdeni Destruction Saletanoda, Back Rehadekinu!!"

"No, you didn't destroy it... just before you declared it destroyed, that kid drilled a hole in here. This is the world already (...). It is no longer a 'midpoint' with the world behind (...)"

"Nu, nu, nu...!!"

"And now you're losing the 'bondage of the covenant' and suffering from our attacks"

"Nunu!!"

"Get back to the world!!"

The Holy King steps in and waves down the scepter —— the moment,

"Covenant Light Njilna"

Both hands of the mediator grab the scepter. Golden, more and more eroded by black.

"Holy King--!! Be careful! They're still hiding something!

"I'm fine. That's it anyway!!"

I thought he was glued, and the Holy King slips his half and sticks his knife up against the mediator's chest.

"Gnuu"

"Death to me!!"

The knife emits a white flash and cleaves the mediator's darkness.

The atmosphere trembles and the ground rocks.

Did you knock it down —— but my [Mori Luo Wan] was making a negative observation, unlike what it looked like.

"Your Majesty, please leave!

"Am I right? He's already dying--"

"Fine!!"

I thrust into the Holy King's body to tackle him. [M]

As the two of us hit and roll more,

"And, hey, isn't that a good amount of nerve? You defeated me."

"Get down!!"

Grab the head of the Holy King, who is still healthy, and I will lay him down on the ground.

"Dark Yo, open the gate Ke. Kwangyo, Dao Kai Ke '

Like he couldn't stand the light, the mediator's body disappears into the hollow like a piece of paper that burns up into small fragments. But at the same time, black chunks like fireballs are swirling around the body.

The chunk was spinning fast with Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr, as if ready to fire.

"Ah--"

That was the rear end of the aristocracy trying to evacuate. [Morimoro Vientiane] analyzes that its chunks are suitable for them as they flee to be driven away by the Knights of the Holy King.

The exit from the dome included not only the Knights of the Holy King, but also the appearance of the escorts who had come late.

(Mr. Mimino --)

For a moment, I saw it wrong.

Mr. Lerenoa is also cooperating in the evacuation induction. What happens if this chunk hits straight? According to [Mori Luo Vientiane], the mass is such a high energy mass that the super can be applied.

It becomes a piece of wood dust, such as a person's body.

"Yikes!!"

I run out of my impossible position.

Black chunks pop up --.

Protect us all.

The lady's order is to "protect everyone".

Here, remember that, me!!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

Not fast enough. Use [Auxiliary Magic] unconsciously to increase speed. I slap a stone in my hand on the side of a black mass.

That's a momentary event.

There was a giggle and a noise and even the stone seemed slow motion to scatter sparks.

Cracked stones with cracks in them.

I couldn't stop a black chunk.

Still —— the way ahead has changed.

Flying about 10 meters to the side of the place where the nobles concentrate. It easily breaks through the dome, the shock wave spreads circularly to destroy the dome, and even blows up the nearby knight.

The chunks swoop through the trees as they fly out to the St. Royal Palace, dust up and reach the "1 Wall" that separates them from the 1st Sanctuary.

Even that penetrated easily, through the central staircase of the Holy King's Council, the largest building in the 1st Sanctuary, penetrated, and collided with the "two walls" - where energy exploded and blew flashly outward.

"What, what, is that..."

Don, the sound and the tremor come to us.

The Holy King is indulging in a straight line of passage of chunks.

There was already no trace of the mediator —— there was just a cold Louis boy lying there.

Darkness draws from the top of the dome, and in seconds of things, the surroundings become brighter.

"Are you done...?

"-- No"

What my [vision enhancement] captures is a sign of rising darkness.

"Still, there seems to be a continuation"