"Dear 1000 (zero), I brought it"
What came to give it to me was a mocha of the same lead promising stock as Kanata-kun among those who entered the institution under the 'Childrens Project'.
"Thanks"
Outside the field I receive a new combat suit. [M]
"... Huh? This?"
"Yes. How are you, sir?
A slightly awkward salutation smiles.
"No, you mean small. It's not a suit at all."
What was given to me was a cuff-button type communication machine and a button-type device that barely changed in size.
Did something go wrong?
Mocha said to me.
"When you press the switch, the nanomachine inside expands onto the body surface to form a combat suit."
"... what, that super technology"
I wonder how far these kids are going.
Confused, I push the switch.
A combat suit formed on the surface of the body.
"Uh, light"
"On top of that, it's also gaining strength. Cocoa bragged about his idea."
While I'm surprised, I move my body to check its performance.
Because it fits my body and the nanomachine makes the best suit, the unity was completely different than it ever was.
It feels like a suit for me from the soles of my feet to the tips of my fingers.
I feel like when I bought a new, high-performance tool, my chest bounces naturally.
Demon Mitsuko: "It aids in the conversion efficiency of, so it also improves the power of the magic it unleashes." "Thank you."
This means that Mr. Linary and Mr. Eve also have even more powerful magic to unleash.
It was Merliah's voice that reached my ear when I also received a nanomachine combat suit for both of us and tried to get back on the field.
"Oh, not the mysterious President of the Secret Society."
"... what are you doing"
I'm wearing a new suit.
"I was going to have fun, so I thought I'd get you mixed up."
"You're so light, Nori."
"But isn't everyone this much nori?
"Absolutely."
Because it's an extension of the secret society.
It's fun, I'm doing it because it's cool.
"Excuse me, Arvis. My sister."
"Until Mr. Lelia"
"I didn't want to, because my sister really wants me to wear it..."
"That's what you've been wearing since you had to wear it. You look like you've had so much fun knocking down the devil."
"Hey, sis! That's important, so you can't help it."
Mr. Lelia making excuses.
Is that, unexpectedly, black institutional fitness?
It was the same as always in an emergency.
"Oh, please keep it a secret about the organization"
"Of course. It's not funny if this isn't a secret, is it?
I'm glad you understand.
When Mr. Merliah works with us, he's more of a big fighter.
...... hmm?
Could this possibly increase your power?
"Mocha, do you still have a new combat suit?
"- So I'd like the seniors to help me, too."
"Sorry, I just haven't been well received yet,"
To my words, Senior Fiona said with a puzzled face.
"I'll confirm, but black institutions are the demons of the closing ceremony and the mysterious organization that took them down around the great evil gods."
"Right."
"Although speculation flies about the Kingsguard Knights of the diaspora and a group of magicians rebelling against the Empire, no powerful information has yet emerged."
"Uh, sounds like it. It's all different."
"The truth is that its president is Arvis. The constituents are classmates,"
"That's what happens"
"... Huh? What do you mean?"
Senior Fiona was very confused.
Is that so weird?
If we were all in a secret society, this would have happened between us, that's all.
Monica said to me with a strange face.
"No, but a secret society is what makes me the best student in high school of magic."
Let's do it.
"To?"
To Senior Owen's words, Monica, raise her voice.
"Ya do it?
"It's important. It's not a situation where you can choose the means."
"That's true, maybe it is,"
"Most interesting. I want to try."
"I haven't forgotten the boy's heart, Captain, he's cute"
Monica holds her mouth against the truth of the leak.
"Okay. I'll cooperate. But only this time. Me and the captain are busy."
"I'd like to continue to participate."
"Please keep me in the future."
... This guy is easy to understand.
Senior Fiona giggles at Monica like that and then says.
"I will also participate. It's important."
"It's comforting. So, this is the combat suit and how to use it..."
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Heavy fighting on the east side of abandoned city.
The struggle on the human side, centered on Mathius and the Ninth Prince, was even more dizzying, but it was the difference in pure numbers that determined the state of war.
On the battlefield, the advantages of numbers become absolute advantages.
Stacked fatigue.
The devil's army strikes even more vehemently against the human side, whose movement begins to slow.
There is no word for fatigue in inferior demons like unintelligent beasts.
He kicks the ground on four-legged foot and rushes to eat the prey in front of him.
creepy growl with a huge mouth that occupies most of his face.
That figure, fearless of death, was putting spiritual pressure on the sorcerers.
(Not good, not like this...)
Something cold drips down Mathius' neck.
Uplifted breath. Spraying sweat. Bodies that have had too much heat for too long are definitely approaching their limits.
I've worked hard enough to say no one can beat me. I'm proud of myself.
It's natural to push yourself until you can't stand up.
Because of that accumulation, we are still able to fight.
But it was impossible for the human body to continue to endure and outnumber its military opponents in numbers.
Frontline of allies to be decimated on the left side of vision.
The Ninth Prince followed him with an ice shield, and Matthius flashed a multiverse stick-style flaming spear that moves freely like a snake, barely stopping him, but it was also a matter of a few moments.
A flash of monsters finally captures Mathius.
A blow to the temples.
Swinging head.
The sorcery ceremony that had been activated collapses and the spear of the flame is fogged.
I don't have the power to push the devil back to the front line that lacked Matius, who was a lion excited activist in the center.
Pushed in all at once.
In his shaky sight, Matius understood how tougher the war situation was than anyone else.
(So far, or...)
Collapsing allied front lines.
A fierce junior demon is about to eat and kill the humans.
Eight Flames Kill Hell ""
Moment after moment, it was the fireworks that burst.
Burn everything down It melts and melts even the earth.
It evaporated a bunch of junior demons in an instant.
A pompous, empty space in the middle of the battlefield.
It was the two masked knights who stepped down as the less intelligent junior demons also stopped for sudden events.
A coat that sticks to the wind that blows in.
Spectacular battles quiet as lies.
"Oh, you guys -?"
Someone says.
Sifting voices have colors of hope.
"Black institutions - pitch-black hunting the darkness of the world"
said the two masked knights.