The clan of star charcoal curses had prepared multiple azitos in advance before this battle began, turning them around. Nor did all the people of the clan gather in one place, but were divided into three groups.
Naturally, for those with the dominant star coal Ayumi, the largest number of people act together, the magicians are quite well placed, and even push off the opposition that has emerged from among the clans to purchase the guardians they can rely on.
But they are for the worst. The only assumption is that Yayumi's whereabouts will not be known.
"Mr. Koike, Junko Yukioka and his children's mustard engineers will be approaching right up to the side."
Because of this, when I received the report from Makoto, I couldn't help but be surprised by the servant Koike.
"How could I know this place!? You think you have enough telescopic users to dive through our anti-telescopic junction!?
Absurd your voice as if Yayumi were to blame.
"It would not be surprising if those who possess such power and once were"
Koike in a calm tone as he pushes and kills surprises.
"So the time has come for the real pot to push off everyone's opposition and buy it. If we do this, we're going to have to settle down."
"I trust you all."
Koike and Makoto bowed their heads with respect to the words of Yayumi, who said away with a nervous face, but mending his majesty as Lord at his best.
"I've been able to identify them."
Check the email from your phone and tell the apricot to turn its face to the true one.
"Because I'm tired."
I similarly drop my eyes on my phone and tell him that True gives me a glimpse at the apricot.
"He also asked the informant about his tiredness and explored the approximate location. And they have a few candidates."
"I wish she'd come."
It is also well known that it is impossible by the nature of tiredness, so the apricot to mouth.
I had heard stories about being a sorcerer, but I still had no idea what it was like to be an apricot. I only have the impression that he is a beautiful boy who doesn't like to talk and loves art.
"I do have amazing powers, but I'm a little mentally... Until recently, I was in pretty bad shape and caged in my room. They're going crazy periodically."
"Oh, so you didn't show your face. Did you go to that kid's house for a visit or something?
I kept trying to tell him that I wanted him to give me an address, too, if you like.
"Visiting and nothing, we live together in the lab. It's like a family, or a whole family."
To the true word, the apricot rounded out its thin eyes.
"What kind of relationship is that? You guys."
"I don't really understand the connection between tiredness and Yukioka either. He seemed to have been here long before I lived in the lab. Well, it's not my hobby to pry. It's a complete coincidence that I knew you. Of course you are."
True mouthpiece that doesn't seem to really interest me.
"I'm very interested, but hey. Well, anyway, are we going to get into their Azito soon?
"I'm going to, but apparently they're not all gathered in one place, they're gathered in about three groups. We don't know where we're going."
"There are three things I've heard."
True display of the transferred image.
"Same as I heard. There's one around, two detachments. I hope we make it to the tower."
"You mean tired leaks information to Junko Yukioka?
"Of course I'm tired, I tell Snow Oka not to teach. Well, even if you don't stab a nail like that, it's unlikely that Snow Oka will help you with this one."
"Is it possible that Junko Suzuoka has already pinpointed the star coal azito?
"Yes. If that's the case at the moment, the game is my loss."
True to quickly bag the gun you were servicing and get up and put on your uniform.
Seriously, the truth is, it doesn't look like star coal is in your eyes.
He's right, it looks like he's enjoying the game with Junko Yukioka or the job given to him by Junko Yukioka. The expression is scarce, but the apricot sees the emotion.
"Well, we're ready, and let's go."
"What exactly can I do?
"I'll fight the main battle, so you can cover me from afar. That'll help enough."
"Okay."
As easy a position as ever, but I decided on my mind to do everything I could to get through it, and the apricot nodded.
There are fifteen magicians under Ayumi, including Koike and Makoto. Eleven others under Changko. Eight separate teams. The number of the tribes that had sixty-eight was reduced to thirty-five.
Even with all that sacrifice, the achievement on the star coal side only defeated an assassin known as Junko Yukioka's murder doll.
Normally, it doesn't fit the bill, but neither Yayumi nor Changko think so. Even if the clan remains long enough to be counted with one hand, it is a triumph to celebrate and I do not doubt it will lead to the restoration of the clan.
Of course, I have never crossed a clan without sacrifice. Also, I've never crossed a lot if I have a lot of fighting power. That is why we followed the proposal of the genuine pot and purchased mercenaries from abroad or this weapon.
"This is... what is it?
It appeared in front of him. In front of it, Miho learned a different fear than before.
of aliens that can only be described as monsters. At the same time, it was also a definite organism. A strange creature resembling a lizard, covered with a shiny black crust like a beetle worm. A giant that seems to be two meters tall alone and more than five meters from head to tail. Countless long horns grow from his head, and countless fine fangs of gizzards peer from his mouth.
"You're a battle creature."
In contrast to Miho, who is becoming less pale of fear, the Japanese man tells the identity of his alien being with a spare face. Even though Miho was not the only one, Samurai was breathtaking, and had he not been surprised or scared at all just by the Japanese, he was not afraid.
"I can't believe you even bought this stuff."
Junko also has the usual, non-nervous voice. Smiles are always the same. It's even as if I'm amused by the monster that appeared in front of me. Miho was relieved to see that. If even Junko is showing room, whether it's okay or not.
Battle Creature is a biological weapon that must be seen on the battlefield of this era. Although firepower and armor are usually inferior to weapons, they have the advantage of being destructive and maneuverable, and above all disposable at low cost.
There are two types of modified organisms and those made from genetic levels, but the latter, which are now lower cost, prevail.
Animal care groups are naturally making eye revenge and crying out for a ban, but there has never been, and certainly will not be, an example heard of because the spirit of animal care cannot take precedence over the victory or defeat of war.
"Samurai, you stay away from me."
"Well, I don't want to come near you either, but are you okay with me not going?
To Junko's unexpected instructions, Takero rounds his eyes.
"There are many types of Battle Creatures, so hey. If you dissolve a weapon with strong acid, no matter how regenerative you are, Samurai is in danger. So here's one..."
And Junko turned to the Japanese man and smiled.
"I think it's easier to handle it only with your power."
"Mine?
He's nominated, and he raises his voice up.
"Unless you have even heavy firearms with you, it's extremely dangerous to deal with biological weapons that you don't know what you're going to do. Depending on how you use it, the best way to combat it is with your power over heavy firearms."
"Oh, I don't know..."
"I mean, don't you have time to talk anymore?
Miho says as he stares at Battle Creature. Shortly thereafter, in the motion of the lizard itself, Battle Creature flew in.
Create a huge invisible mass and hit it toward lizard the lizard moddle at high speed. I get bounced off the counter by something I can't see and slapped to the ground. I could see a few broken horns growing from my head.
"There may be other enemies lurking for opportunities, so stay alert."
Junko draws attention with an extended voice.
Miho explores the signs. I do have a few nearby. But there's no sign of a setup any time soon. I'm sure he's after the gap.
"Bullshit."
With an invincible grin, the Jap created several invisible fields of power around Battle Creature. Front, back, left, right, over the head, too. I'm going to crush you all at once.
"Kiri."
Miho groans. I could clearly see the spirit flying in. It's daylight, albeit in the dim woods. It was clear to Miho that the power of the Spirit was clearly weak.
Most of all, the spirit has not actually weakened, and this one has strong resistance. It is in the dark, in the muddled creepy places and above all in the darkness of the night that grudges and evil spirits increase their danger. Because gloomy feelings and fears weaken people's hearts and make them more likely to be possessed by the Spirit.
More than usual, Miho didn't have to use his powers. On the contrary, it wasn't just defense, it even had room to turn to offense.
While I see a hesitation in hurting people, I pay for the spirit that comes towards me with my thoughts, and even release a wave of thoughts into the spirit of the magician who pointed the spirit at me. Think of an image that is all-powerful and tight.
The operator's fear has also been passed on to Miho. But I will not forgive you. When I think of the image of twisting the opponent as it was, the surgeon collapsed with incontinence. I just stunned him and he doesn't have any trauma. It's to the point where you might have nightmares until you wake up.
When I saw the spirit was gone, the samurai jumped out. Telepathically, Miho tells me to move forward where the magician is lurking.
The magicians, raw by the star charcoal and only polishing the art of exercising the Spirit, who have nothing else to do, are defeated by the samurai without the art of becoming. Miho felt all the signs of the magician lurking where Takero had defeated about seven people had disappeared.
On the other hand, the Japanese man had no difficulty finishing Battle Creature.
A biological weapon with a crust that could even withstand a machine gun bullet caused a gut rupture due to a clash of invisible forces, sprinkling mate fluids from his mouth, plus both eyes popping out, and massive splashes of brain plasma from his crushed head.
"Huh... I don't know how sturdy they are, so you used your powers funny enough, but you didn't have to go this far. It felt like crushing tofu."
Don't say anything disgusting.
Miho smiles at the Japanese man, who sweats from his forehead and laughs naggingly as he breathes with his shoulders. It is not a hoarding thing because he captured the unbroken remains of biological weapons only in his sight for a moment and said that where he turned away in haste.
"Hmm. It's over. Stay annoyed."
"Huh?"
To Junko's words, Miho becomes a surprise face. Miho is not the only one, so are the other two.
"Congratulations on that. The enemy's main force feels crushed. I don't think there's anything I can do anymore. Everybody's clear and free now."
"No... I thought you'd come out with an enemy boss character or something"
"It's not a game. Well, if you're strong, I don't know if that's Las Bosses."
Tell the unexpected samurai that Junko keeps his usual smile on his face.
"All you have to do is negotiate with your grandfather the other day, and I think that's it. War doesn't kill all the enemies, does it? It feels like taking some of my strength and then putting my demands to the ground. There will be little more star coal power left, so I'll be on my own after this, and we'll talk."
"No, I can't believe I'm alone!
Miho changes his complexion and raises a protest.
"It's okay. Even I can protect myself enough, and I think it would be easier to accept it if I dared to go alone, in the direction of hand-held over there. I've been letting you guys fight for so long, and I'm behind you. All I'm saying is, I need to get a good look at the end of the day."
"But sometimes just in case... I knew I was alone"
"That's right. I don't trust them."
Takero and Miho eat down.
"No, I guess Junko has some idea. We should leave this place to her."
That was the man who said and controlled it.
"If we were here, maybe we'd get in the way of negotiations and things. Until now, we have believed and acted on Junko. And then it all worked out, didn't it? So this time, we should leave it to you, and we should obey."
"Stay thankful, Kunihiro. Well, let's just break it up here."
Miho and Takero were surprised by Junko's abrupt words. But the man has not changed his complexion, as if he had expected the word.
"Don't worry, I'll put my heel on. Everyone should go home on a daily basis."
"I don't have a routine to go home to."
With a masochistic grin, samurai.
"Of course, I don't think people can use the abilities you've gained to work when it's hard to get back to the street."
Junko with a gentle voice.
"You've taken care of a lot... Junko"
Miho turns to Junko again.
"No, thanks to you, I've helped a lot."
With a full smile, Junko reaches out to the three of them. Each and every one of you, lay your hands on the pure child with your thoughts.
Finally, Miho held Junko's hand, feeling something hot in his eyeball, while holding him in his arms.
I have little memory of being sweet to my parents, and for Miho, who has lived up to herself as the eldest daughter of a large family, I have always had the feeling of being sweet to my sister or mother for the first time, against Junko.
A being who keeps a warm eye on himself. Admirable beings. I didn't even think about being alive and having things to do with such people. While I want to get home early on in my daily routine, I can honestly thank you for meeting such people in an unusual situation and spending the same amount of time.
Unfortunately, Miho left, and no one noticed that where Junko turned his back on everyone, the Japanese man had a meaningful grin.