Silver Storm Hall, led by Sylvia, and the Decaying Rope clan, led by Masawa, were dawning in battle with foot slashing and arm slashing children from last night until this morning.
The way the enemy fights has changed and he fights in a defensive mood by hit-and-away that he doesn't force. The same, then, undulating attack that if we fight to some extent, we withdraw, and another energetic majority comes instead. I can't break my enemies inside for that. Less damage has been done to this one, but the boulder mighty are seriously tired.
The interval between the arrivals of the enemies gradually narrowed, and in the middle of the night the enemies attacked without interruption. Decaying rope and Silver Storm Hall were also fighting to match it, replacing break groups with battle groups, but naturally, for that matter, the ability to fight at once decreases.
(A protracted battle of corrugated attacks utilizing numbers. That works great. But...... something is wrong with these guys. Are you sure this is all about cutting our strength? I thought you were buying me some time. For what?
Sylvia thinks. If it's really just about crushing ourselves, we can set up a total fight. But I won't. Though it is also thought to cost less of its own troops.
If it is really at last dangerous, we must also consider the intervention of the forces of the table. Although it is truly a last resort.
(If you're serious about crushing us, we're in the right place. To prevent it, but we're fighting this way to seal our moves too - don't even think about it)
Sylvia's guess was partially true.
Hotels in the inner city. Aoyagi, who was taking a nap, wakes up and urges his men to report it. Multiple arm and foot slashes stay in the hotel room.
"What's the situation?
"Seems to be working a lot"
"Right."
Rubbing her eyes, Aoyagi grins.
"Let the people who fought last night get a good rest. You'll be instructed to withdraw from Left Kyo about now, but leave it to rest."
At the moment, I'm not seriously going to destroy decaying ropes or white foxes. All you have to do is buy time and drive them into a situation where they can't move their enemies at the time they plan to resurrect the Beast Emperor.
Sasakyo said that this behavior itself is part of the wish. The battle against the descendants of the resentful enemies who once defeated them also dared to keep them alive and make them a plot to taste despair that could not stop the great aspirational achievement from being fulfilled, he said.
If you are serious about destroying the descendants of your former resentful enemies, you better do so after reviving the Beast Emperor. Until then, I don't think Aoyagi needs to make a useless sacrifice.
(Although the attack on the head of the Silver Storm Hall was clearly a futile sacrifice. But it is also instructed by Left Kyo's fortune teller. It is said to be a fabric stone to guide destiny, and to do even seemingly pointless things is very inexplicable)
Advanced destiny manipulation exercised by Left Kyo, "The peculiarities of fate". It leads to the result of designating destiny, and those who resist it and those who inhibit it are eliminated by the action of fate manipulation.
But there's a lot of underneath preparation to activate it. Some of them seem unreasonable at first glance.
According to Zuokyo, the scenario of destiny is like an elaborately built four-dimensional tower, with its solution on the top floor of the completed tower, and an architectural material named Flag in order to build up the tower. Left Kyo is exploring it with fortune and letting it execute. He doesn't know what it means to act with Left Kyo.
(Depending on that, we're spreading our lives. I don't doubt the power of Left Kyo, but I fight for the invisible things of fate and so on, and I die believing only in the great aspirational achievement without even knowing it. Honestly, this is hard stuff)
The thought was a thorn that remained stabbed all the way through the blue leaves. Aoyagi doesn't like that Left Kyo treats people in the village like slaves, nor does he let go of much of his methods and endorse them.
I have patience at the roundabout. It is Aoyagi who is suppressing suspicion and dissatisfaction with Left Kyo because of his awareness that he is a compatriot who has lived in the same times, had the same despair and anger, and has thrown everything for the same purpose, but if he crosses any definitive border line, he has a feeling that it will explode and that ties between more than one hundred and sixty years will also be lightly broken.
"Finally, tomorrow... It's night to withdraw...... no, evening? It'll take a while to get around, so I think it's good around noon."
Aoyagi shrugged, his eyes on the clock. That's when the phone rang. His opponent is Left Kyo.
"By fortune your Lord said it was better to return early. Slightly advance your plans and return to the village by the end of the day. '
"I understand."
Hang up the phone, exhaling blue leaves.
"Fortune for everything, destiny. Is it time to put that thing to rest and keep dancing?
Aoyagi shrugged, laughing sarcastically.
Born as a mutant species, a beheaded girl, Yagami even gained popularity and envy over the hedges of village factions as a jumping through physical ability, superior intelligence, moderate personality, and an impeccable girl, who was also relied upon by humans.
Hachi, who had been treated with special treatment since childhood, has always had feelings close to solitude.
I have only one person. Even if you inherit the genes of both the foot slashing child and the arm slashing child, you are alone. There's nothing else like me. I drag that consciousness all the time, but I can't open my heart.
The only thing I could forgive was a human brother, born of the same belly.
Only when my brother returns to the house where he waits, does Hachi gain heartfelt peace. Only he could recognize himself as a family. My brother also understood all eight feelings, and we had never had one fight because we both had a temperate personality.
Hachi defied Hachi for the first time when Hachi brought his marriage story to Hachi. Besides, he vehemently refused, so Left Kyo gave up the story in surprise. As for Left Kyo, he was aiming that if Yae conceived a child, he would have a highly capable neck slaughter similar to Yae, but that alone could not approve Yae.
Yae refused because there was a reason that no one but his brother could open their hearts. My brother and I lived in a state that lasted forever, and I wanted to stay that way.
Besides, there is also a reason why I didn't like it when the slaughter was born to taste similar to myself.
Myself, who remains a girl without being old, and my brother, who, with time, becomes a youth, a middle-aged man, and finally an old man. Eventually my brother dies in the form of aging. Hachi, born as an immortal monster, even though he was born from the same belly, and his brother, born as a human being.
My brother was also discerning the eightfold feeling frightened by the fear of separation.
"The memories you had with me will stay in your sister properly, won't they?
Over ninety, his brother, lying on the floor, looked up to him eight times and laughed with a wrinkled face. It was supposed to be wrinkly, but octave saw my brother's rather luminous smile when he was young, floating.
'People just live, they can leave something behind. And of course my sister, who is a demon. And something left remains in the world. Remains in many ways. And inherited. That's what I think. I'm just happy that I stayed inside my sister.'
That word, which my brother left at the end, was engraved into the eight souls as an intense spirit.
(You passed away with a beautiful face...)
When I saw my brother's death face, I cried and laughed and thought Hachi.
On the border of his brother's death, Hachi decided to be as conscious of solitude as possible and to be prepared to devote himself as one of the leaders of this village. To dream of Aoya and Left Kyo, to help them both, to be one of the village's compatriots in the true sense.
I should have made up my mind eight times, but now, my hands, my neck, my legs, I can't stop trembling.
In front of me, a beautiful girl who turns to herself to kill. Faces I've seen on TV many times.
(First battle of my life...... My life could end here)
Awareness, awareness that you are trembling with fear Eight times. But that's also why you can't abandon the fight here. All my countrymen say they are throwing their lives out of the village and fighting, but there is no way they can escape the position of leaders.
The girl in front of you doesn't try to move. It should be absolutely advantageous at a time when you have a flying tool called a gun, but that doesn't mean you can afford it. I think Hachi might be trying to figure out how to get out, taking a look at himself shivering in fear.
Mika Tsukinawa. When you're confronted straight this way, it feels like there's a stronger aura out there than there is in the TV. Even in the dim bell cave, his temperamental face and hectic eyes were clearly seen in the octave eyes.
"Beautiful face."
"Become!?
Smiling and spilling, Mika blushes in the wrong place.
"Even if I die here, I can just go where my brother is..."
Hachi talks while buying time to reduce tremors.
"You just don't want to die. If I die losing, I want to leave something behind. Whether it be to you, the enemy. It's just a memory."
It is also a time buyer, but it is also the heart.
"You fight like that, you just really die! Whatever it is you intend to survive, fight it!
Mika, the enemy, drinks me, and Hachi rounds his eyes to surprise me.
"Right. Excuse me. Za."
Yae tears the axe and the violin, scattering sparks.
"Come!"
Mika screamed and pulled the trigger.