Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

Lunatic Babel, layer 200.

Yes, all of a sudden, it's already 200 layers.

That means that both the 198 and 199 layers were destroyed and the gatekeepers were unsecured.

Where? Who? That kind of thing is decided.

Whoever it is, it is the work of a new cluster with "Princess Xiaolong" Hanumoon Weikiril - "Supernova".

How dare they, the supernova, as its name suggests, make a vivid debut for two days in a row, destroying the 198-layer gatekeeper Poison Spider, the 199-layer Flaming Lion, within the heat of knocking down the gatekeeper by "BVJ" feat - or whatever it is you say yourself - without cooling down.

Such an up-and-coming 'Supernova' said he was tired of the glory of the past two days and would again come to this 200-layer showdown today.

During the day I went to deep sleep to recover my fatigue, and at night I fought all over in Lunatic Babel like an idiot, and I had no idea of such public movements.

Until Mr. Karel asked me last night about the whole thing.

It's time to stay low and get into the crowd in front of the security room on the 200th floor. Again, or whatever, it would be to see historical moments. There are many spectators on the boulder. I wonder if we have about three times as many people as we normally do.

"The Dynes are going to try a 200-layer gatekeeper with the momentum intact tomorrow at noon to set a record that no one can break. But if we omit the previous history in Lunatic Babel, it has to be said that it is too reckless'

Such a Mr. Karel's voice comes back to my ear.

"Something" happens in ruins around the world, not just in Lunatic Babel, but in the hierarchy of Kiri's good numbers, to say the least.

I'm sure that for a long time mankind has found some speciality in numbers like 50 and 100. When it comes to Lunatic Babel, once in the 50th, 100th, and 150th layers, its' something 'was expressed.

Common to those three is that once you get in, you can't leave [the special security room] until you defeat the gatekeeper.

That's already a substitute for just looking at it. They usually have blue and white translucent membranes stretched to places with the same pure white doors as walls and floors.

Just as it is at the end of my sight.

In fact, that is the entrance to and exit from the special security room, [a barrier that is easy to enter from the outside but impossible to exit from the inside].

Previously, Lunatic Babel has been unsecured at a basic, even higher pace per year. That's why the progress of the last few days has been so high that it's super high, and we're all fussing about it.

But the slow pace was also meant to ensure safety. We outpost with the gatekeepers over and over again, gathering information, watching the rendezvous and retreating repeatedly - at the end of the day we attack with full force. By doing so, we minimized sacrifice and, strangely enough, we were able to proceed with exploration [safely].

In this special security room, however, the withdrawal of the heart is not allowed. Once in, there's no other way to get back alive than to defeat the gatekeeper. There is no other way to live or die.

Or, you know, it's kind of because of the recent breakdown here.

'Actually, you're not strong enough to say gatekeeper, are you?

They say there's air like that, but I want to assure you that's an illusion.

In fact, let's not forget that that 'NPK' took a blow of hate against Box Kong and went so far as to abandon him. What could be reversed from there was, for one thing, Mr. Villey's extraordinary strength, and it was never surprising that he had been wiped out as such.

"On the fiftieth floor, once you get in, you can't get out - just that's how many sacrifices have been made. In the next 100th layer, there was the biggest casualty in Lunatic Babel history because the physical defense of the gatekeeper Aigis was so robust over a space that could not be exited as well '

What a distant ancestor of mine - Seijeciel, the hero of the Legion "The Blitz Shining Soldier" Senletsu Kikou Haydan "- broke through that 100th layer.

At the time, the conclusion drawn after many sacrifices - the armor of "Aigis" was presumed to be the same as the structural material of Lunatic Babel, meaning that it was virtually impossible to defeat him by physical attack...... As everyone gave up so much, but my ancestors thought this way.

- If a physical attack doesn't work, there's a surgical attack.

So, now that I think about it, I suggested that everyone would know, and I embarked on a lot of surgical development. Now alongside Columbus' eggs, they say Seijeciel's surgical development, or without him?

At the time, it was still a time when surgical development was less active. However, it is said that the movement of your ancestors began and your luck grew, creating a surgical market like that of modern times. As a descendant, my nose is a bit taller.

Now, skip the details, but eventually your ancestors developed the attack formula Freibom, which I still love to use. As I think I've explained before, although this "Freibom" is not as powerful as a single shot, it also has the characteristics of doubling its power when timing and activating multiple at the same time, similar to a supportive technique.

The ancestors took advantage of this trait and defeated the 100th layer of gatekeeper Aigis by releasing Freibom at the right time for all Legions.

Incidentally, the timing of the chain explosion is so cynical that it should have been unimaginably trained. If I had failed, I would not have been in the world by now, as a descendant.

"At level 150, sacrifice was not much thanks to people learning on the boulder, but it also took time to break through. What a decade or more it took. The gatekeepers at this time seemed to be on par with the rest of the hierarchy if only in strength, but the problem was in numbers'

I knew that, too. So when I remembered in Mr. Karel's story, I accidentally swallowed the raw spit and rang my throat.

Oh, my God, there were three 150-layer gatekeepers.

Fortunately, it just didn't come out in unison, but popped in turn, so I say I managed. Explorers with proven strength meant that the streak was tough but still not an insurmountable wall.

With the above in mind, Summarizing the reasons why Ms. Karel discontinues the actions of 'Supernova' led by Ms. Dyne as' reckless', there are three things:

One thing, if the battle starts, we can't retreat. Two, the armor of the gatekeeper is the same material that makes up Lunatic Babel, which could be very robust. Three, there could be multiple gatekeepers.

If you haven't set up an operation based on the above three points, that was certainly a story you have to say 'reckless' from my point of view.

'-But this is only a matter of possibility. It's just a guess, more than I've checked.'

Yes. Maybe this is a concern. Actually, that's not true, and 'Supernova' may well win again today.

But. If - the worst, the worst, the worst eyes in everything... it turns into hell there.

Hannu gets caught up there too.

That's all, you can't ever overlook it.

I checked on the footage within last night, but if the worst eyes came out, I would definitely not win the 'Supernova' battle the way it is now.

The 'Supernova' gatekeeper battle in the last two days was both the same method of warfare.

All members except Hannu are wall players. Stay away from the murmurs, solidify your defenses anyway, and outperform the Gatekeeper's offense. So buy some time and wait for Hanu's chant to be completed. Are the gatekeepers also learning to fight the previous hierarchy, intensify the attack, but even manage to withstand it - Hannu's technique activates and wins.

If I told you, I was just repeating the method of warfare Hannu and I went through - even though it was just a bump on the go - as it were. In contrast, it is Mr. Dyne's policy 'Simply Is Best'.

However, I think it's impotent that there's a lot of damage in the way it fights. I know the defense has all the picky people, but as far as I can tell, I feel the Gatekeeper's response to the special attack has been neglected. In other words, they don't use any assistive technique.

I don't think I'd keep it very much if it were a triple battle then. On this point, Ms Karel said,

'To be clear, Dyne has no talent as a commander. It's not like you're retarded because bad wisdom works. Sure, being smart is smart, but everything has the temperament to prefer shortcuts to extremes. Without thinking about anything extra, I prefer the dangerous or simple to the complicated and safe hands if I can win with a force push. He's like that. "

Mr. Karel also said:

"Therefore, even when I am in danger, I think very simply. I mean - on my own behalf, that someone else should die, '

In fact, when Mr. Dyne was in "NPK," he said that's exactly what he did. I mean, they shielded allies who were nearby during the battle. That's where the Fellowship Kills come from.

"Naturally, Captain Villey went mad, but he reopened with him, too. To the chief of the Chivalry teaching regiment, Dyne disputed the argument by developing a theory. Eventually, he hid in the clouds, to the point where he hit him in the neck. That's the backdrop to Dyne's exile."

Next to Karel, who said so, it was impressive that Mr. Villey had turned his red lotus eyes in a direction that was not unawares and had a cold look on his face.

I check SEAL's internal clock.

The time will be about noon in about five minitos. By now, Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel were supposed to be making one last persuasion to Mr. Dyne.

The two of them promised to persuade Mr. Dyne to stop doing reckless things for reasons they had lined up so far. I'm from Wood End Explorer. I just said something, and you won't have ears to listen to. But even if it's a cause, if it's the words of a former comrade of war, and the captain and deputy captain of that 'NPK', or...

'Come on, come on, come on, come on! Sorry to keep you waiting, folks! You might be able to see a historic moment today! As its name suggests, it suddenly debuted as a supernova in the explorer industry! "Supernova"! It's their day to try 200 level gatekeepers. Ahhh!

Whenever I heard it, it sounded wacky through the microphone. As you gaze at the end of the entrance and exit of the special security room, you can see the usual 'broadcaster' appearance.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! and a loud and uplifting audience. When he nodded satisfied with the way it was, he continued,

'Oh, and you still have time. Well, you're a little busy here! I'm gonna teach you a little bit about Supernova for someone you don't know!

Then the man as MC Live talked with video about the work of "Supernova" over the past few days. I would have just said the front seat before the production started. People come to watch the game and focus their gaze on the large AR screen installed near the entrance and exit.

But I couldn't afford to see or hear that. [M]

- Is Mr. Villey's persuasion working? Can we really convince Mr. Dyne to cancel this event? If it were discontinued, wouldn't the people here be angry? Will there be any damage to Hannu then?

Driven by anxiety running around my head, I retreated back to distance myself from a crowd of spectators. If Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel, who finished persuading you, and the face of 'Supernova' were to come, it was because I assumed it was from this direction.

Thus, half of the forecast was midway.

"Mr. Rag..."

――

He was called from across, and when he turned around, there were two sunken beauties lined up there. Needless to say, it's Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel. Both wear battle gear I've seen before.

"Mr. Villey... Mr. Karel..."

The moment I saw the two faces, I realized the consequences.

Mr. Villey lays his eyes down with his bitter seeping face and shakes his neck to the side.

"I'm sorry...... that didn't work"

"- I ran out of words, but I couldn't help myself. Sorry."

Karel's follow-up just went in, but that doesn't change the outcome.

I mean, "Supernova," as planned, makes it a reckless, extremely dangerous challenge.

"Hey, it's time. Ahhh! Guys, look at him! This is the bravery of the heroes of the future.

Wow, my voice jumped and we looked back towards the big screen like it had been played.

What was shown there was real-time footage. Thirty or so members of "Supernova" led by Mr. Dyne, lined up side-by-side in front of the entrance and exit of the special security room. My eyes were drawn to the little shadow with my coat over my head, standing at the far right end of it - and quite far from the member next to my left.

Hannu.

Out of the way, I felt my heart pulse hard. Just a small standing position, shown in the corner of the screen. That's all, I was stuck breathing as if I'd been shot through my chest.

When the hell did they line up over there - no time for such questions or questions, things were starting to move rapidly.

On the screen, the host handed the microphone to Mr. Dyne, who stood in the center. A man with a refreshing grin, but hiding the alias of "Fellow Killer," speaks Mike with one hand.

"Uh... I'm the cluster leader, Dyne Samsolo. Thanks for coming together today. '

As soon as I do, I get cheers from all over the place. I can't believe the act of raising my voice so full of joy. How can these people seem to have so much fun when it's too dangerous to think what they think. Do I look happy?

I turned white in my head and just looked at the sight like I was in love.

Mr. Dyne talks about two or three words, it's because of his people that he's been able to get here, or that running for his dreams isn't so bad, or that he doesn't really care.

And, inadvertently, Mr. Dyne cut the words, did to, and smiled invincibly.

'- Well, you're the guy who says it's impeccable to chatter here. Shall I leave this for you?... Hey guys, take a good look! We're gonna be legends here today!

Tsurting out loud, Mr. Dyne thrust one arm vigorously toward the ceiling.

Oops! and voices overlap, members of the 'Supernova' other than Hanu and parts of the audience wave up their arms in the same way, fisting into the sky. A storm of applause blew and the atmosphere increased at once as if we had already won.

At this moment, I can imagine. How he poked Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel, who came to persuade him. It seemed to come to my attention. There's Mr. Dyne listening with a spiral of laughter to the two men who insist on desperately stopping trying recklessly.

Mr. Dyne returns the microphone to the host, and when he receives it, he finally tells the beginning.

"Come on, it's about time! That Seijeciel is followed by the legend of Hero Dyne or not! That witness... yes! It's you guys here! Come on, let me see it. Supernova! The dawn of a new era!

When I got here, there was no more surgery than praying.

Not without bright ingredients. One is that even if the enemy's armor is stiff, Hanu's technique of destroying the exterior walls of Lunatic Babel will surely pierce it. The second is that the 'Supernova' defense boasts top-of-the-line robustness, even if the Gatekeeper class emerged in triplicate order, or worst of all, at the same time. That if you can only buy time for Hannu's procedure to activate, there will always be a winning chance.

There was not just one but two bright ingredients. I almost wanted you to give me a third because I don't care if I'm a god or a devil, but unfortunately I couldn't afford the time to do God's favors or sign a contract.

Mr. Dyne, a member of Supernova, and Hannu, pass through a blue-white translucent barrier and enter the 200-story special security room.

I couldn't help but drop it off. [M]

Predictions are betrayed, prayers may be for being trampled.

"Takeshi, takeshi, takeshi-!?"

The sword flashed. A giant sword painted a silver arc horizontally, cutting off everything in its passage.

In other words, the flesh of a large man with a tower shield as thick as a dictionary and dressed in full body armor.

The upper and lower parts of the big man, torn apart by the shield, and by the armor, are split apart just as beautifully. Yellow-green Photon Blood overflowed from the cutting surface, spurting momentum. The upper body swims through the universe in the aftermath of an overly strong slaughter, and the man desperately stares at his lower body as he walks far away, rather with strangely misplaced eyes.

The battle had begun and not even five minitos had yet passed.

But now the noisy audience was silent, and the host, who was raising his voice, put Mike down sloppily, and the scene was dominated by the silence that struck the water.

It was just screaming, it was ringing.

"Let me out! Somebody open up here!

Someone still alive knocks and screams at the entrance and exit barrier crying. It's a thin membrane with nothing to do from the outside, but a completely indispensable bulkhead that you'll never get through from the inside. No one can open it to me, and there's no human being to go inside and help me with a scalpel.

Everyone could only look at the sight with a pale face.

"Yes, no! I don't want to die! I don't want to die! Don't! Don't, oh, no, don't. Yeah!

A 200-layer gatekeeper walks past the side of a dirty, warped man with tears and runny nose, turning him into the dew of a sword. Photon Blood, brilliant in mountain colour, defiled the barrier in a grand way.

It was no longer something of a dimension that could be called [combat] that was taking place there.

That's already - well said [slaughter].

To put it badly, it was only [slaughter].

The first three minitos seemed to be doing well.

Shortly after stepping into the security room, a number of floating automatic cameras (air lenses) that members of Supernova would have been given in advance were deployed, and the internal footage was shown to the screen.

Large enough room to have extra space for a large number of people to play sports, huge blue and white components floating in the back of it. That senses the intruder's proximity and begins to embody it.

"WOOOOOOOOOOOOO -!!"

Eventually it became evident that the SB with the body of the machine, but of the human type.

Giant, no, should I call you a warrior? The total length is about six melts. Unlike other hierarchies, 200 floors have high ceilings and 100 mertres, so he never hit his head when he was upright.

If you want to describe the overall silhouette in a nutshell, a person in armor. But when I say armor, it's pretty classic - yes, it's shaped close to leather armor, like a hero wearing it in mythology. They also imitated humans in the colors of each part, reproducing even dark black hair, eyes and brown skin to color their musculoskeletal bodies.

On your right hand is a huge double-edged sword worthy of your length. Circular shield on left hand side. A coloured armor that stains hundreds of litres of red blood that once flowed into the human body, protecting only the torso and around the waist.

Someone said.

Hercules.

Then MC Live overheard the name and named it Gatekeeper as it was.

- This guy is amazing! Oh, my God, what a human-shaped gatekeeper. Whoa! Who said how he saw it? [Arr]! Yes, Hercules! That super ancient hero! Heller, it's Coo Race. Ahhh!

As far as I can tell, the first humanoid SB in history, also known as Hercules, stands in majesty and bewitches intruders.

but it doesn't work. I didn't let it be slight, I just stood there with no sword or shield.

――

Everybody twisted their necks, but it's Kiri's gatekeeper, and suddenly you don't know what you're going to do - and I'm wary.

"... strange. I wonder if it's broken, that component"

"I've never heard of such a story..."

Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel also have such a conversation as they stare at the screen.

Mr. Dyne and the others, "Supernova," have thought of something similar, and the vigilance will build its formation to surround Hercules at a slow pace, even if it doesn't break down. Hannu, of course, had moved to the furthest point from the enemy and started chanting about the procedure.

After about a minit of time for such a look, Mr. Dyne released the decree.

- I can't stay like this! It's a battle! Until yesterday, we're gonna scare the audience! We have Princess Xiaolong, the goddess of victory! We're going in! '

'Whoa!'

The corresponding voice rises and the speed of the march increases. Today's 'Supernova' faction is about the same as it was yesterday or even yesterday. However, if you look closely, I feel that the number of people is slightly high.

That should be it, too. Except Hannu, where he was a defensive actor, there were about five members added who weren't. Someone wishing to join the group must have arrived, trying to redeem themselves to the glory of "Supernova", who is trying to join the top group. When it comes to thirty-five people, there are more members than Mr. Villey's "NPK".

"Let's go flashy first! Surgical Attack Team, meet the oversized ones!

Mr. Dyne gives instructions as he moves forward. The five light-wearing men who received it inspired SEAL and raised the geometry of their respective photon Blood colors on the body surface.

At this time, all they activated was an advanced attack technique. Vulcan Explosion, Tourgan Cannon, Voltex Gayle, Orihalcon Graves and Angelus Kreutz - all very high-powered manoeuvres that tap into immense power on a wide scale. Even so, though it's not as good as Hannu's procedure.

But the anomaly occurred at this time.

All said that this was the first technique in which strong surgery was infused to make sense, but when the size of the icon that emerged was small. Would it be better to have at most 30 cents?

"- Miscellaneous, perhaps?

"At a time like this? For an operation, I don't know what it means to get out of hand here..."

I can't help but be surprised by Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel. Even I agreed.

Flashy, oversized. That's what Mr. Dyne said. Yet I don't know the intention of all five of them to get so far out of hand.

Advice, advanced surgical ceremonies that are only caged halfway through surgery disappear without aiming and activating Hercules or exerting great power.

Naturally, Hercules is intact. On the contrary, it didn't even loosen up.

- Wait, something's wrong.

Mr. Karel whispers in a pressing voice. Indeed, in the screen, members of 'Supernova' stopped and hesitated.

Mr. Dyne's face, which was turned up, his smile until just now is drawn to him like a lie.

'- My surgical skills are... restricted... so...!?

That voice, picked up by Air Lens' Mike, stirred everyone on the spot.

Surgical force limiting field. It was the biggest gateway to explorers, famous among them.

It is, by its name, a space where the upper limit of surgical power is limited and forced to produce more than a certain amount of output. They are mainly discovered and found in Dragon Forest, Chocolate Mountain, etc., while at the same time being severely sealed. Because it's too dangerous an area to leave behind.

The principle is unknown, but it is confirmed that it occurs locally. But I can't believe it's on the battlefield, and in such a closed space, more so where the gatekeepers are.

- WWWOOOOOOOOOO!

Suddenly, Hercules roared overhead. The voice propagates all the way outside the walls, making my body tremble.

Zun, and a heavy footsteps, Hercules walked out. Slowly, but surely, Mr. Dyne and others pack the distance towards' Supernova '.

"Ugh, don't be a wolf! If you can't do it, there's a direct attack! It's a defensive subject's gear, but you also have weapons! Get close. Melee fight! We're going to storm!

I told you not to be a wolf, but even if that voice was rubbing up, none of it was convincing. And while saying there is a direct attack, etc., Mr. Dyne yells at Hannu like this.

"Princess Xiaolong, keep chanting! That could be out of range for the field! I need you! I asked for it!

I thought it was impotent.

Such a thing is only a hopeful observation. In this case, there is no chance that any part of the security room is outside the field area. Because this Lunatic Babel and SB is nothing else.

There's no way a man who designed such a harassing battlefield could have such mercy.

The developments that followed were as expected without flavor or rush.

An avant-garde unit activates an attack technique using each weapon, launching melee attacks on Hercules by swords, spears, axes, etc.

Dozens of attacks that burst depicting the color removal trajectory gave Hercules no itch whatsoever, even though they were all direct hits.

Huge heroes don't even freak out, their legs don't stop.

"You're still stiff......!

"Yeah, it could be the same armor as that" Aigis ""

Robustness as expected when it comes to anticipation. But I'm glad I didn't do anything about it.

Eventually, two minitoes passed, and at last the decision-maker of the request, Hannu's chant, was completed.

"Tenryu Present and Dust Realm Tricks"

Let's get this straight. It was useless.

Nothing happened. The surgery was too weak for the ceremony to form in the first place. It didn't even show an icon and all the preparations I took time to do ended up in jail.

At that moment, the light of hope scratches out, and everyone loses color.

A moment of silence.

"WWWWOOOOOOOOO!!

Hercules roared, at a time as if waiting for it. Shake up the sword of your right hand,

"All hands, defensive posture!

Mr. Dyne's instructions flew faster, and everyone on the spot stood shield.

The sword swung down abruptly.

Zun! and the blow that sounded so loud - it was feeding its blade to the floor until it was halfway through.

Naturally, the heavily armed warrior who was between the sword and the floor is turned into a truly twofold. What was one person cracked like a pomegranate, [rolled two at the same time].

It was the moment the first victim came out.

"Uh-oh!?

The scream played. Everyone panicked when they saw that every shield and armor they erected - and the high quality stuff that was never cheap - was lightly mutilated.

Armor is not just stiff. He said he couldn't even take his attack with the same protective equipment.

The members of 'Supernova', who knew so, forgot the formation and fled. That's what spreads into pieces like scattering spider children.

From there, the security room became a slaughterhouse.

Worst of all, even the key Mr. Dyne was walking around. It was no longer an organization. It was impossible to fight or fight back.

Inside the security room is a nasal cry.

This one on the outside, one wall apart, everyone lost their voice and was silent, just even quiet.

Explorer getting killed with one, one more.

It wouldn't be that much of a future story to get that blade to that kid in the furthest away place.

So I...

"Wait, Captain, you too, Rag."

He grabbed my shoulder when he tried to move, and he has a hand to pull over. It's Mr. Karel. Turning only with his eyes, he also had his hands on Mr. Villey's shoulder. Yes, the first half of the words were certainly directed at Mr. Villey.

Looks like Mr. Villey was trying to do the same thing as me again. A stiff, faceless expression, driven by emotions that are not certain of anger or sadness. Deep red eyes stare at the large screen. Its right hand rested on the sword of its hips, gripping the pattern hard enough to crush it.

"- Get off me, Karellen. I can't watch anymore......!

"You shouldn't!

For the first time at this time, I heard Karel's anger. He takes his hand off my shoulder and turns Mr. Villey's body forcefully with both hands.

"You have a responsibility! Don't forget! You don't have the right to leave your life to impulse here! - You're willing to throw away what you carry with you with a temporary emotion! Miss Sword Villy!!

Put a drink in it, I guess this is what you're really saying. Mr. Karel's harsh tongue just beat Mr. Villey. Mr. Villey's face as if he had been stretched out of his cheek.

"…… ~!"

Biting regrettably, Mr. Villey looks down, distorting his beautiful beauty. Too much force in his right hand, no, his whole body trembled into small pieces. I guess it's grinding between reason and passion.

Mr. Karel's jade eyes were pointed at me.

"Neither do you, Rag. I would have seen it. I got the worst eyes I could ever imagine. I know how you feel, but you should give up. Princess Xiaolong can no longer be helped when this happens. If I go, I'll die to you. That's for nothing. Bear with me here. Bear with it and build strength. If you live, there will always come a day when you can take vengeance"

Mr. Karel was really, everywhere, calmly deposited to the bone marrow.

I'm having trouble being too honest. That's why I couldn't say anything.

"It's not your fault. Even if everyone here enters, total annihilation is inevitable. This was destiny."

I'm sure it is. I think so too. So I nodded small.

"It's my lack of power that's made this happen. Because if I could have convinced Dyne, this wouldn't have happened."

I'm sure it is. I think so too. So I nodded small.

"Don't waste your life if you do. It's not like dying here with me would do her any good. Surviving and taking revenge is the only way to reward her."

I'm sure it is. I think so too. So I nodded small.

"So, Mr. Rag... I'm sorry, I know how you feel so painfully... but give it up -"

But that's all I couldn't snort.

Mr. Karel talked so long, maybe because of the look on my face. I don't know for myself, but for now, I wasn't sure I had a decent face either.

No matter how much I ate, my teeth were rattling because of my body trembling like a dust, and the area around my temples hurt badly and my eyes were full of strength. My eyes kept staring straight at the screen, and Mr. Karel barely looked at me.

"Mr. Rag."

Again, Mr. Karel put his hand on my shoulder. Turning around, Mr. Karel and his neighbor, Mr. Villey, were also staring at me with the kind of eyes that looked at some pathetic creature.

I shook off the hand.

――

"If... I know it's stupid"

To the two astonished and breathtaking, I say. I tremble helplessly, with all my sorrowful, very pitiful voices.

"So, fool, you can say it"

I was scared to decide.

"Dead, that's all right."

My knee stays laughing just now, and the roots of my teeth don't fit.

"I don't care if I'm stupid or dead."

I have tears in my eyes, and my throat is weird because it doesn't move well.

"Me, I don't care if they say stupid or stupid."

Because I can't do that. Such a monster, I don't feel like I can win any way. Hanu was there when the previous sea dragon. There was a Hannu procedure. So I could win.

"but I can stand it"

But not now. Hannu's powers are sealed in the field of limited surgery. I can't think of any way to defeat that Hercules. So if you go in there, no doubt,

I die.

"And I don't care if you don't have any friends, or if you're alone,"

Whatever it is, die. He dies after being turned into two. My upper and lower body cry apart and die. Gucci is trampled to death. He gets thrown at the wall, plays it and dies.

I'll die anyway.

"Hey, I'm used to it, I'm fine. It's okay. Patience, you can do it."

I know that.

"But"

All right, I'm going.

I know I'm going to die, but I can't help it.

Because...

With a face that I think is badly dressed myself, pathetic, and still, I say.

"Because I can never stand to see my friends die"

Only that passion impelled me now.

I was crying at some point. [M] I think to myself that he's an outrageous man.

But I'm sure I can't forgive myself for living until I abandon my friends.

I hate him so much that I want to kill him, and I really think he will.

Then you will die either way.

If you're going to die anyway, I'd rather be next to Hannu.

That was all it was, a simple story.

Put the two of you down and now it's time for me to turn my face to the screen to jump into the security room.

At that moment, everything bounced and flew.

――――

Inside the screen, Mr. Dyne, who had at some point escaped to the vicinity of Hannu, grabbed the collar of her coat.

Stop, do what.

I don't know what you thought, Mr. Dyne. - No, Dyne, stop lifting Hannu's body like that. Stop it big. Stop swinging at me. I threw it all I wanted.

At Hercules' feet.

What, and Hannu's little body falls to the floor and bounces.

My head turned bright white.

I was listening to you. His alias is "Fellow Killer." That's the kind of man who sinned. Knowledge knew that.

But there was a big difference between listening and actually seeing it. He sacrificed Hannu. I thought there had been no more ugly and evil deeds.

"WWWWOOOOOOO!"

Hercules noticed the little creature rolling at his feet and shook up the sword in his hand.

Hannu, whose jacket hood peeled off on a thrown and rolled clap, looks up at Hercules' beauty with her beautiful golden-eyed silver eyes as she leaves her hips tucked into the floor.

Clever. She seemed to get an immediate picture of the status quo. My eyes open with fear, reflecting a alien hero who wields a sword in his eyes.

Hannu rounded her body, closing her eyes all the time. You knew what wouldn't happen where you did that.

Poop, and a small voice leaked, which probably reached only my ear.

'... lato...!

A huge amount of heat was generated on his head, which was bright white, and literally incandescent.

Fear, anxiety, safekeeping, and manipulation all blew up.

Dominated by pure white anger, I activated the operation.

Supporting Ceremony (Rapid) x 10.

Supporting formula (Strength) x 10.

Supporting formula (Protection) x 10.

Use the assistive technique to the limit where it can be superimposed to multiply the speed, force, and defense of the self by 1024 times.

Then activate the support technique "Serie Walk". This is a technique for forming scaffolding in the air and [treading and kicking] the atmosphere. It's a ritual for [walking in the sky].

There is no obstacle over the head of the audience. Even if it did, I would never let it get in the way.

It was as if I didn't care about sensory changes when I suddenly had more than a thousand times more physical enhancements from my vegan state.

Help Hannu.

At this moment, I became just a monster to think so.