Eko, called Missago - no, Wally Co and I, we go around murdering the black clothes afterwards. Anyway, they move fast, they are small in purpose, and if they shoot poorly, they move well to invite each other to fight, so the black clothes are killed one after the other with no counterattack.
As he was accustomed to fighting a multitude of opponents, he saw.
"Don't look at me, I'll cover you"
Shoot the black clothes that are distracted by the Massago, prompting them to shake for ten nights.
Shaking also fires a gun, and at ten nights - close proximity to multiple opponents with machine guns is bad minutes, so I'm watching.
After some reduction in the number of black clothes, he joined the war for ten nights. Up above the container and approaching, descending behind the black clothes for an ambush. When you strangle naked from behind and take away the sub-machine gun, you turn the strangled black clothes into human shields and shoot them at the other black clothes.
By the Battle of Missago, the trend of the battle was determined. The black clothes diminished one after the other, eventually wiped out. I never got away with it.
"Misago, what are you doing?
Anticipating the total annihilation of the black clothes, Alisui jumps out of the back of the container and speaks up.
Misago has relatively small eyes and is about the size of a human being compared to Alisui and Tsutsuji. The area corresponding to the white eye is yellow. Then the eyes are poor and the loveliness is scarce. Basically white body color, but black from elbow to wrist, and black around the eye buttocks. I also have black hair mixed with my hair and tail.
Looking at the cold-eyed Massago, Rin floats an image like a black crystal.
"Is Warico a different species from Eko?
Shaking asks.
"It's the same as a race. Those who disobey Eko's teachings will be banished from Eko's society and will become known as Warico. Many of them are those who hurt people or kill people."
I can't even tell you how to explain it. Perhaps he feels a disgrace to the race, he reckons.
"Those who were imprisoned in the other warehouse were freed."
Not as high as Alisui but with a high voice - but with a sounding voice that sounds cold and scarce to discourage, says Misago. Somehow reminiscent of Makoto Aizawa.
"I tell you, this is all but the one who has been exposed. There are others you've been chasing. The others were taken in that ship."
"Oooh!? It's true!?
"You said that, too, Lulivitaki. Have you forgotten?
Alisui stunned by the words of the Massago and stunned.
"We seem to have hired a resident of the back street, but to this extent, we are not going to talk. As you can see, they have a private army. The security inside the ship is particularly tight."
"You can stand up to that army by yourself?
Ask the underestimated Massago in a calm tone.
"I've already hit my hand, but I'm late. All I have to do is do what I can."
Misago turns his face toward the twat.
"Lilac's been killed. He was... pregnant with a child, but every child in his belly died. It's a miserable way to say it."
"The lilac..."
The twat changes its complexion and melts. Hold that body and support it.
"As you may be aware, they've also found out that Eko is leaping. There's nothing you can do. Disappear because you're blind. Farewell."
"Wait a minute -"
A shake stops a mass trying to walk away.
"If it's the same purpose, shouldn't we act together? I don't know about Eko and Waliko, but Waliko, you look just like Eko and the others trying to help humans."
"That's an impossible story. I can't keep my feet in line with Eko's deception anymore."
Massago stuck to the shaking suggestion.
"That's the same thing from the Oilers. Because Waliko even kills people while he helps them. That's unacceptable."
"We're killing people, too? To help people."
"Grunt..."
Poking at the summoning Alisui. Alisui loses her words and groans.
"Whether you want to help someone whose life is threatened by a bad guy, you can't fight a bad guy with a code that says you can't hurt people. If they target Eko himself, they can't even protect the lives of their countrymen. I don't feel strange about it. I think it's just a code. I don't doubt this code that binds us. I don't even try to make it right. You're the ones who are unusual."
"No, no, no..."
Turning a cold gaze at Alisui, Misago speaks in a chilled tone. Alisui's groan gets a little louder.
"Uh, I sound more like the right wind about what Misago says, too. Or is there a reason I have to follow such a weird code?
"Mu 'er!
Shaking also held Masago's shoulder, and all of a sudden Alisui raised her hands and shouted.
"Because it's a code! It's something I've been protecting since I was born, and we're all protecting it. How dare you say it by law!?
"Even in that evil way, words are legal, because in Japan there are theories about words that have been interpreted and twisted. You shouldn't follow the wrong law because it's supposed to be a bad law, or something like that."
Ten nights slammed into the summoning Alisui.
"As a matter of fact, there will be many Eko who question the Code, but I think some fear that they will break the Code and be banished from Eko's society. Neither do I."
And, tsuji.
"But, hey, even though that Wally Co is against the code, if it's the same thing to do and the way it's done is different, you've decided you should put your hands together. You said that if you deny Wally Co, we'll end up like Wally Co, right?
Shaking said, glancing in turn at the Missago, Tsutsuji and Alisui.
"I think you're right, but there's no way both hard-headed Eko would accept me. Goodbye, then."
We had a light rendezvous toward the shake, and Misago ran outside the warehouse.
"Did you like the shake, that kid? He was bowing for the last time."
Ten nights says.
"Did I say anything you'd like? Yeah, I have no idea."
Arm up and shake your neck.
"Let's go free the prisoners earlier than that."
Encourage.
"Let's also call the police. I have trouble telling you what's going on. Eko and the others are hiding."
"I don't know what the police do. I can't believe we're leaving this behind."
Ten nights as if they were frightened.
"Aren't you being pressured from above via a grim penis? Still, I need you to protect the liberated."
Honestly, I don't think it would be in the way if the police stuck me in the neck, and I didn't feel comfortable contacting you, but I can't say the same because of the nature of the job. Instead of just letting him get away with it, he decided that the form of calling the police to protect him would be better without any later rot.