"Oh... it's over..."
The poisonous pig murmured in vain as he watched the asphalt and his own blood flowing over it.
(It is not at my own discretion. It's funny. I wanted to die, but I don't want to die any closer. I'm a clown everywhere I go.)
I feel myself disappearing and feel a strong sense of self-mockery as I feel terrified.
(But in the end... it was quite an interesting time in my dry life. You lost and you were killed, but it was fun.)
A poisonous pig with closed eyes.
(If I had listened to you, would I have been able to live a better life? Your sister hasn't objected to her marriage since the beginning... After all, you were right.....)
At that conclusion, the poisonous pig's consciousness was cut off.
King's power far exceeds that of an adult, and he can easily destroy the body of an adult male. In close quarters combat, there are ten enemies. In addition, various physical alterations were made, and there were various tricks in the body.
The King Ring had challenged melee battles in a dignified and seemingly lucrative manner. A series of unbridled attacks from wooden swords overwhelmingly outpaced King's maneuver.
But in fact, King had plenty of room. The attack on the ring was certainly fierce, but it was not unbelievable. King also saw the gap and turned into an attack.
I'm thinking of grabbing a wooden sword and folding it, and I'm going to unexpectedly strike it with a weapon I've planted inside my body. Then I rushed to the faltering place, and it was a king with a hungry stomach that pushed away at once.
The Tamamura Ring once fought against the mafia, which bundled women from all over Japan into one and mixed them with immigrants to ruin Japan. By the time the Ring entered the battle, the mafia were already in a position to fight, and the Mafia had weakened considerably, but they still threw themselves into fierce battles many times.
After the backstreets were inaugurated, Ring threw himself at the free killer. There was a desire to return to a normal life, but I gave up thinking that I was unlikely to be able to do it. However, there were twists and turns, and when I washed my feet from the murderer and took the job of the center, the most light and peaceful days came, so I opened the candy shop and could fulfill my dream lightly.
It looks like you're treading on horses when you're young.
A little backward, the ring said. Even though it was moving quite vigorously, the ring was not disturbing one breath.
Meanwhile, King's breath is slightly disturbed. There's been a gradual loss of room.
I waited for the ring to attack me again without trying to set me up with the King. In the meantime, I try to regulate my breathing a little.
Huan stood with his wooden sword interrupted and charged vigorously. Stretch your body and let it stick out.
King did not miss the slightly visible gap, but he hesitated to pierce the gap. I suspected that he was asking me out.
(It's an invitation. Suddenly you're showing me the gap.)
King so decides, turns his body sideways, avoids the ring, and then jumps backwards without turning to attack.
Very discreet.
The ring smiled and swung the wooden sword upwards. It was the King who saw the gap again, but he didn't ride.
Immediately after the wooden sword was swung down, King swung his long leg and tried to shower Sobat on the side of the ring.
The ring tried to evade by bending the upper body, but when King turned his leg, the blade jumped out of his toe. The blade was beyond the expected range of attack of the ring and slit the ring's forehead sideways.
"Oh my..."
Blood dripping from my forehead, blocking my vision. But the ring is laughing funny. Even though I was dominant, I wanted to praise the opponent who had made the first attack. It has become more pleasant to see people who are more responsive than I thought.
Your ring is down and you put your hand on your forehead. King sees the chasing Upper.
A ring that raises the upper body and lowers it backwards. Immediately after dodging King's attack, Ring waved her hand against his forehead. The blood of the ring hits King's face.
For a moment, the ring swung down the wooden sword towards the King, whose sight had indeed been taken away. It was a ring aimed at the head, but King tilted his neck towards the edge, and the wooden sword struck his shoulder with a stroke.
The king's face frowns at the intense shock. I suspect that the clavicle is broken.
The ring swings up its wooden sword, aiming at its head again.
(With this power, it's not surprising that your skull is cracked and your brain splattered...)
Fear of death carries King's neck. And because I felt the fear of death, King's body moved.
King scratched his left arm towards the ring. Inexplicably, although the ring was alert for a moment, it did not swing down the wooden sword.
Immediately afterwards, a flash of light flashed from the back of King's hand, burning the ring's eyes.
It's a flash grenade in the body.
King laughed furiously and released the kick into the fluttering ring's abdomen as much as he could. The body of the ring is blown away in a bent state.
”Haha! Haha!”
The collapsed ring holds down your abdomen and coughs in a bitter shape.
Seeing that he couldn't move immediately with a gruesome blow, King tried to chase him down, but at some point a pistol was held in his left hand.
The King takes two of the three shots at close range. One shot pierced the thighs and the other hit the chest, but was picked up by bulletproof fibers.
King kneels on one knee. I can't even make a ring yet. Both sides have stopped moving.
And there, as the horns rang again and again, a truck pushed in.
The truck stopped beside the ring and King. Pepper and the gangs, the ladies in their fifties, put up their guns with caution.
"He's..."
King recognized the boy in the passenger seat of the truck. True. There was a skinny girl in the driver's seat who was only visible to the black-haired teenager.
"Get in."
The door of the truck bed opens when the passenger's true face shows up and tells the King.
"Wait, I have company." Hey! Come here! "
King summons Peppertree and Allan.
The ring didn't try to move after seeing it off. Next to such a ring, one of the ladies approaches.
Sister, do you want to shoot me?
A woman approaches on the side of the ring and confirms.
“No, I don't know what kind of counterattack I'm going to have if I do now.”
Ring said as he scooped up the truck. There was a girl who smiled at the ring with her face out of the truck bed for a moment. It was Junko.
Mako, I'm glad you're okay.
"Thanks for saving me, Jiro Fuji."
Hot Jiro greets the King on the loading platform. King smiled with relief and stroked Hot Jiro's head.
There were two other people on the loading platform. Tired, and--
"Hey, nice to meet you."
A boyishly dressed girl with red eyes and white clothes and exposed thighs with short cuts, like King, called out to King. Seeing the girl's appearance, King's heart was nervous and roared loudly.
"Is it original...?"
King groaned when he saw Junko spreading an irresistible smile. Seeing the expression on King's face, Pepper Tai and the gangsters were surprised. It was as if he was crying all the time.
"I wish... I didn't want to see you for the rest of my life."
”Hmm... is that because it's awkward?”
Junko asked the honest King, scratching his cheek.
"There's that, and there's a little bit of resentment." You allowed me to make a half-clone, so I was born... and I don't even have eyes like that... "
"Do you hate me?"
"Yeah. Just a little bit. It seems that Hot Jiro wanted to see you, but I'm the opposite. I was resentful... Now that the resentment has become smaller, I can't help but resent it, I know it by reason."
"I see... I'm sorry"
You don't have to apologize.
To Junko, who apologizes, King says badly.
"Suddenly I met her... but... I don't have much emotion."
King glanced at Hot Jiro. I became aware of the difference between Hot Jiro, who was anxious to meet Junko, and my own.
"Why are your boobs getting so big?"
"I don't know. It's food and the environment."
King smiles at Junko's sudden and unfaithful question.
"Hmm... I guess I should be a little older by manipulating my physical age after all..." If you do that, so will I. "
Junko is fine as is.
Junko said tiredly as she put her hand on her chin and thought about it.
"And you're not Mako-chan?" Why, King? "
"I thought you'd better call me that." It's annoying to say this all the time..... "
In response to Junko's further question, King's face becomes sharp.
"Mako is better than King." Why are you king? "
"Yeah, yeah, I think so too."
"Uuuuuuu..."
He was told by both Jiro and Junko that when King turned his gaze to Pepper Tatsu, Pepper Tatsui smiled strangely for some reason.
Junko opens the email.
"Simon, it looks like you and Mr. Wraith got away well."
Junko reported the news from the informant.
"I see. I want to leave the country like this." I heard you and Simon knew each other.
"That's right, I've known it for over a decade." Ever since I was a teenager and a backstreet finisher. Well, I taught Simon and his new housekeeper the skills and knowledge to live on the back streets. "
"This is amazing... I can't believe my right-handed master Simon was my original."
Listening to Junko, King feels as if it was inevitable that he was being attracted.
I'll arrange a carrier with a private jet ~
Junko says and makes a phone call.
"Please, but how many people can I put on board?"
He said, "I can arrange a jet for up to a hundred people."
Asked by King, Junko confirmed.
"The survivors... were just under 60 at the time of escape." Maybe even less while we were on the run. There were more than forty people with Simon, and all of them. "I've brought four hundred people from my native land..." It's a terrible result. "
While saying with a tired face, King leaned down and leaned against the wall of the luggage carrier to meditate.