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

The boy seemed to take it like a breeze or something, though a full of words the girl unleashed.

Kyoton. He was a boy with such a simple face that he was likely to hear such a noise, but when the time was free to the point of blinking several times, he changed his expression to surprise.

They finally understood our intentions.

He opens his pitch-black eyes and dyes his cheeks red as he looks, half-opening his thin pigmented lips and trembling faintly. No, at the end of the day, even from the tip of my ear to the root of my neck, it turned bright red as a boiled octopus.

"- Nah, nah...!?

I heard words that I couldn't even think of. To a boy who wolves with such a face, the girl - Rosé - does not break the offensive posture.

Tatami.

"It doesn't matter in any way. Make a [contract] with me. I'll give you anything but this life. Please. Please..."

"Ma, wait!? Wait!?

I guess I can't stand it anymore at last. A similar cry popped out of the boy's mouth.

"Oh, I'm so sorry! Please, wait. I'm so sorry! That's not why I recruited members!? Oh, take care of yourself!? Rest!? Rest!?

Perhaps you don't understand what you're saying yourself. Reaching the extreme of confusion, the boy pulled his body back to escape Rosé, calling for something he could not understand.

But Rosé's eating isn't sweet enough to get away with it to that extent. The girl further embarks herself on the table and chases the escaping boy.

"Okay. Then let's be Naver first. Rest."

"Ah heh!? Oh, rest!?

"Yes. Be a navy in peace. Let's do that."

It's like the conversation hasn't meshed, but he's succeeded in communicating his will. Navigator information is exchanged between Rosé and the boy's "SEAL" through the connected hands. Even so, he just did so reflexively, though he wouldn't have consciously wanted to be Rosé and Naver.

Rosé immediately confirms the received information.

The boy's name is' Ragdishardt '. Apparently the name I named earlier wasn't a pseudonym. No last name, single name. And it's as long as you put your last name and first name together. I see, so I'm convinced it's "lato."

Age is sixteen. Gender, of course, man. There are two separate addresses for contact. No other information was entered. Apparently, he's an explorer, setting only minimal information.

"... Lady Ragdishardt. May I also call you" Lady Ratto "?

"Heh!? No, no! Oh, I'm sorry! That name is for Hannu only, you know, I don't know..."

"Okay. So how about" Lady Rug "?

"What!? Yes, fine, but!? Um, but Master is a bit of a..."

"Okay," Mr. Rug said. As you can guess, "Mr. Hannu" means "Princess Xiaolong"? Is she Mr. Rugg's lover? I never mind. For better or worse, what I'm looking for is a [contract], so it's not just about the body. "

"- Shit, motive! What is your motive?!?

Boy as overwhelmed - Rag screamed and forced Rose's words to be blocked. I can tell from the way you make your face strong and stare at this one with desperate eyes that you are trying to take the lead in the conversation somehow.

…………

That's all right, Rose calmly calculates. Besides, I guess he doesn't realize, but he's already in charge of all the lead. I just ignored and gobbled his question here, and it doesn't do me any good.

Everything is at stake.

"... is it motive"

I slightly pulled myself off the ride and dropped the tone of my voice. Then, that's all Rug looks blatantly relieved.

"Yes, you wanted to join our cluster, that's why..."

"Mr. Rag, because I have you - so why not?

As soon as I said it, Bikun and the boy's shoulders jumped and their cheeks stained with shame Zhu.

"Hey, I won't! Oh, that? - Hey, no! It won't!? I mean! So, why me? Yes, tell me what it is, but there are a lot more amazing people than me, and even a much bigger and more splendid cluster than what we say -"

"But there, I'm sure I won't get accepted"

……

As for Rosé, I was going to tell her the facts in the end, but she had something to feel about the rug. changes his expression much, breathtaking.

But it was too much, too much of a red barb gap.

"- Mr. Rag. You would - no, [because it's you], you understand. We handlers, like enhancers like you, are repelled from the [normal people]. Being in a decent cluster is not the first thing you can do."

To tell the truth, Rosé is not good at acting. I suck at being emotional about my face and voice, and rather I'm often misled by conversationalists about this thought from time to time. But that's why, when you speak the truth frankly, you can tell it straight.

The foolish girl gazes straight from the front with the boy and says wholeheartedly.

"I am - no, I am the [said] one. The only place that will accept that [date] is still [date]"

The boy's black eyes shake in the light of mercy. Just as I thought.

The boundaries between Rose and Rug are similar. He has spoiled the affair without being recognized around him until recently, with enough strength to be given the alias' Beowulf the Brave '.

If so, Rag should have to sympathize with Rose's condition.

Rosé just needs to put it in there.

"If they say no here, I'll be alone again. I'm not guessing anything else. Please. Will you let me in?"

"... Mr. Rose..."

The boy's voice, finally crawling out of his throat, was shaking slightly. Floating in pitch-black eyes is a stray. While emotionally accepting this, Rose analyzes whether something inhibits and determines judgment.

What's keeping him lost? Rosé thinks.

When Explorer welcomes new members, isn't the emphasis still on force? 'Exploration (Explore)', but in fact, hunting SBs, most of which pop in ruins, and recovering components is the main havoc. Naturally, the stronger the better.

Rag is now lost in judgment - I mean, isn't he suspicious of Rose's fighting power?

Pin, when.

Yes, I'm sure you are. I can't think of anything else than that.

Good, I've come to a conclusion. Rosé snorted one. Lift up the arms of the lug you are grabbing with both hands as you wake yourself up and stand up in both.

"I see, is that right? I get it. So let's actually take a look."

"-Hey? Uh...?

All of a sudden the rug that was made to start out of the chair is stunned without knowing why. But this is what I assumed Rosé wouldn't stop anymore.

"No, you don't have to tell everyone. Let me prove it, my power."

"What!? No, what are you talking about? Suddenly!? I mean, I'd really like to have a moment."

"Let's go, to Lunatic Babel"

"Hey, whoa!? That, that, that!? You know what!? So!? Let me put you on hold once, huh?!? Ha, talk to Hanu and reply -!"

Rose leaves the private room, pulling the boy's arm trying to recruit something. Are you shying away from this one, the resistance of the rug is weaker than I thought.

Not fighting hard means there's not as much of a problem as you say with your mouth.

When Rosé judged so, he held the boy's hand even harder, trying to pull him back and followed 'Chamosica's Leg Pavilion'.

Of course, a large group of guests and clerks who had come for lunch had all witnessed the brave Beowulf come down from a private room space upstairs and make a scene to be taken away by a strange, beautiful girl.

How did this happen?

My personality is prone to being flushed - no, let's not be confused. This is not a personality, it's a clear 'weakness'.

Weak to push. That is what I cannot do. [M]

- I'll talk to my dear friend and decide, so please just wait a day.

I should have made that clear. That should have prevented this from happening.

Yet.

That's all I can't say, and in the end, the other guy - Mr. Rosé flushed me out, but I came all the way here.

Lunatic Babel, layer 188.

It's not even the front line in the front line, but until a few years ago, this area was the front line. This morning, compared to the five or three layers that Hannu and I chose for training, it's a much more powerful SB popping danger area.

Nevertheless, as a matter of fact, it doesn't matter around there.

It's Hannu that takes up the back of my brain more than that.

This is how I came to Lunatic Babel when I said it was after I talked about 'Don't go to the ruins alone' like that.

If I find out, the mess will piss me off.

Definitely, I get genuinely vindicated with a crying face.

"You're less popular with good feelings"

By my side, where I don't even have the strength to utter much regret, Mr. Rosé walked out of the elevator and looked around emotionally. Every time I shake my head, I get a slightly sweet smell from the long hair of a rich ash gray. But in my current state of mind, I couldn't afford to dodge the smell of the older woman.

"... right..."

Sigh and strike a fine gavel.

Mr. Rosé was a forceful man, not by appearance. I had a lot of empathy for her situation, but I think she's a different kind of person than I am around being able to engage and act on others in this way.

I envy that, and at the same time, I get the feeling of giving up that I'm sure I won't be able to do this.

"Mr. Rag, I hear that SB doesn't show up around this elevator. Let's head back."

You said that and you didn't even hear from me - I'm sure you'll follow me properly - Mr. Rosé precedes you.

Her presence naturally has changed from what it was when we met. Shortly before entering Lunatic Babel, he used the Ginnungagap protocol to change into combat gear.

Rumor has it that the handler often uses the same dark blue color as the armor suit. A battle dress in the shape you wear on top of it - combat jackets and skirts have added reinforced armor of the same color everywhere.

Above all, it's the chain of ethereal silver that wraps around your arms. Six holes in the back of the battle jacket, two of them stretched out, wrapped from both shoulders to the wrist, from which the tip of the further bronze hangs loosely.

Well, what does this mean? I hear the handler's basic method of warfare is the rear type with the serving SB out in the vanguard - is Mr. Rose the exception? My knowledge is that the handler's main weapon is a long weapon (Long Pole Weapon) even in the melee system, and a gun, bit, or attack technique is fundamental in the melee system.

I haven't heard much about chains being weapons. No, is that a weapon in the first place?

I followed Rosé on her back with my neck tilted, and at the same time I was thinking of an excuse for Hannu in my heart.

- Surely the focus of the problem is' you can't go to the ruins by yourself ', and this situation is coming between you and Mr. Rosé, so isn't there something else wrong? Why not alone, because it's dangerous. Exploring more safety margins for both of us shouldn't be a bad thing.

…………

Yeah, I can't. You'll never convince me. I don't get any images of Hanu saying 'it is'. Instead, 'One and two in this case is about concubines and rats, and the others have absolutely nothing to do with it. This silly thing!' I can only imagine being yelled at.

I knew I'd have to get beaten up - I could not believe I heard a voice from Mr. Rose going forward.

"You're out."

When he raised his face, which at some point had made him lean over, Mr. Rosé's back, which had stopped, entered his sight. I also panicked to stop my leg, shifted my standing to the right, and looked over her shoulder.

Then, there were three SBs that could be said to be large, which were embodied there.

Peruton.

On the torso and wings of the bird, a distorted weird bird with a deer head and forelegs. Less than three meltles in length colors a giant with a beautiful gradient of body hair that changes from blue to blue. The iron horn grown from the forehead has a truly fierce shape.

"GGGGRRRRRRYYYYYY!!

The two bodies lined up in the front and rear, and the pellutons forming the small shaped formation, all spreading their wings simultaneously, emitted a roar.

A huge presence fills a passage that shouldn't be narrow.

――

Pressed by a high electron sound, I let go of the "White Imperial Silver Tiger" on the flank of my hips with a conditional reflection. I just regret a little that the inner heart, the main weapon, Long Roll "Black Emperor Steel Xuan, is still unusable. You can't beat Perlton with a white tiger - not to say, but it's a fact that it's troublesome.

It is the moment when I enter a combat position, both physically and mentally.

"Mr. Rag, please watch there. This is a place to show off my strengths."

"- Ah..."

At Mr. Rosé's word, his will shriveled like he was suddenly watered down.

Yes, it was. Wouldn't it make sense if I fought here? [M]

But...

"So, are you okay?

Though I thought it might be rude, I couldn't help but ask.

Peruton's threat is no less than Manticore's. Is it really okay for a woman to fight alone even though I can't win without using a support technique? [M]

Rosé answers my question without looking back.

"Don't worry. I'm used to solos."

Just like me, what a little empathy. I know it's not a very good thing.

"There are several patterns in the battle of handlers"

A step forward, Mr. Rosé began to speak pale when he said he was going to fight. Apparently he fights while explaining the handler.

The distance between Mr. Rosé and the Perutons is about ten meltres. It also looks pretty far apart, but if SB cares about it, it's in between to zero in an instant.

"First of all, like this..."

A sphere of blue and white light appeared there as Mr. Rosé pointed his right palm upwards and forward. Explorer can't go wrong, it's a component. I took it out of storage with the Ginnungagap protocol.

"Recycling"

Next, the activation audio of the procedure was emitted. The "SEAL" geometry emerges in the area of her skin that is not covered in Mr. Rosé's clothing - I can only see her side and right hand from me.

The brilliance emitted by Photon Blood running around there is the colour of the peacock stone - Malachite Green.

The bright forest light draws an icon about 30 centimeters in diameter and acts on the components of the palm. Immediately afterwards, there was a change I had never seen before.

It was [regeneration (recycling)] as the name of the procedure stood.

The surgically subjected component emits a strong blue-white glow, flying through the universe like it was bounced and falling to the halfway point between Mr. Rose and Peruton.

The lump of blue and white light twisted, swelled and deformed like clay as it fell - embodying itself into a unitary SB.

"-PPPPPPPRRRRRYYYYYY!"

And with four legs, he descended onto a pure white floor and roared, a demon dog with red body hair - a red-hound. It was an inferior SB, often absent from the lower reaches of this Lunatic Babel.

――――

I've never seen it before.

This is what the handler specializes in, a servile ceremony.

A surgical formula that materializes components that have been forcibly deactivated (shut down) but have therefore corrupted data as SBs again.

"- and how to give the obtained component a virtual kernel and let it play as an SB. This is recycling. However, it is difficult to intervene in the original algorithm and enter only simple commands."

Continuing her explanation in a flowing tone, Ms. Rosé pointed to the unity of Peruton with her right index finger,

"Attack."

I said that briefly.

"PPPPPPRRRRRRRRYYYYYY!"

The commanded Redhound roars and begins the assault towards Peruton.

Nevertheless, the redhounds popping on the third layer are too different in character from these 188 layers of pellutons. I mean, there's no way we can normally think about it and be enemies.

Admittedly, Redhound was kicked over.

"GGGGRRRRRRRR!"

"PRRYYYYY -!?"

As soon as a redhound the size of a normal dog approached his feet, Peruton kicked off with a deer leg - albeit of a different size -. Blown up like a toy or something, Redhound is back to the component by the time he hits the wall and bounces back.

"- That's only performance right now. I used the weakest one in my hand, so this result is expected."

Rose says as she regresses to the small sphere and absorbs the red-hound components that have slipped back into the air into the "SEAL". The words didn't smell like excuses at all, they just seemed to pale out the facts.

"GGRRRRR......!

On the other hand, it seems that Perlton's was completely set on fire by the current Redhound hostilities. A high, dumb roar is raised, and three pairs of gazes stare at Mr. Rose.

"Well, next thing you know... it gets a little rough. Please be careful not to get involved."

Quick as I can tell, Mr. Rosé's arms flipped brilliantly. Chains of sharari and ethereal silver make noises and leap through the universe.

"GGGGRRRRRRYYYYYYYY!"

At the same time, Peruton erupted. The three bodies are aligned to expand the wings and compress the atmosphere inside the wings. At the next moment, a breeze exploded once and for all, and they popped out the corners of their heads and popped out like bullets.

Each giant fills the aisle space, and pushes this one to crush it.

"First, we'll keep out of the way."

The chilling sound of the chains ringing in a voice that resonates with Ling.

A chain of ethereal silver wrapped around Mr. Rosé's arms stretched out and bounced up as if she were alive as she moved.

The chain stretches with a beautiful, icy investigation. Circle in the air, become, and run.

Both wrists snap.

Chains tear the atmosphere, leaving intricate trajectories to penetrate the universe. The figure looks like lightning.

"GRRRR!? '" GGGRRRRYYYYYY!?

Two Pellutons, who were left and right rearward, also suffered a double blow similar to the whip unleashed at high speed. He gets a direct hit of the chain by the brain weather that was sticking out, and each is slapped to the floor as if he had eaten even a fly slap. On the contrary, he rolled backwards with a falling recoil. Apparently it was a pretty intense counter.

"Then we're tied up."

When Mr. Rosé whispers sayingly, the silver chains that sank down the two peltons flick back to the floor, and the two tips with a split copper chase the remaining monster birds from behind.

The two chains of ethereal silver ran over to Peruton drawing a spiral, instantly trying to surround the giant.

In a moment, Mr. Rosé's hands grabbed the chain and pulled in momentum with a movement that tied the strings.

As soon as that was done, the chain, which had drawn a double helix and encircled the perimeter of Peruton, was tightened up, and he tied it up to a goose cross with every wing he was spreading.

"GGRRRRYYY-!?"

As Mr. Rosé declared, it is the completion of the captivity.

but captivity doesn't make the inertia on Peruton's body disappear. Instead, they fly here out of control.

"Ugh!?

I sinked in a panic and bowed my head. But you're confident you're in control, and Mr. Rose's back doesn't even wander.

Thus, a Peruton giant, chained to its overhead critical, passes at a fierce speed.

"Then it does some damage"

As she explained in the cooking process, Rosé snapped her arms to the left and right as she looked back.

Straight through our heads, Perliton's orbit was reinforced.

Keep up the momentum and clash against the right wall.

"GRY!?

Peruton emits screaming and thoughtful electronic sounds. But unfortunately for him, the shock never ends. Is he using the recoil well in the chain when it hits the wall, as if the ball were bouncing around. Peruton is knocked continuously on the floor and on the ceiling.

Zudadadadadadadadadadadad! and sounded so cruel.

Before such a sight,

"That's not enough yet."

Unmercifully, Mr. Rosé so determined.

When her arms were raised overhead, Peruton's body, which was still in the air due to the impact of the clash, suddenly attracted Gakun here.

"Wow, wow!

It was definitely a course that hit me, so I jumped off the spot in a hurry.

And I saw it.

Rosé's exposed complexion, the "SEAL" of Malachite Green floating there, is very exciting.

Once mankind was bound by the shackles of the laws of physics.

It was the genetically inscribed "SEAL" that broke it, and it was Photon Blood that flowed there.

As you can see from the surgical ceremony, we humans have acquired [the power to change the world] - the power to [alter] reality.

Its power is not only exerted when nothing activates a surgical formula.

Part of the human body, SEAL and Photon Blood, freed even their own flesh from the limits of the laws of physics.

It is no longer just the quality or amount of muscle that determines muscle strength.

Strengthens muscle strength - when "SEAL" resonates with the strength of its will, man's flesh easily transcends its physical limits.

Like Miss Sword Villey, for example, was able to fight a giant gatekeeper Boxkong directly from the front.

So that the support formula I use achieves absurd enhancement coefficients such as 500x and 1000x.

And now, like Mr. Rose is about to tap the right fist he put next to his waist into Perliton, which draws him back.

"- Break!"

Rarely did Mr. Rosé's lips release the mood of tears.

Ms. Rosé leads her left leg forward as she sheds a vibrant Malachite green glow from her entire body "SEAL". He opens his half body and punches out his right fist with a beautiful form in his hips.

It was precisely at Dompisha's time that Peruton's abdomen jumped into the coordinates where its maximum attack power was exerted.

Zdon, and a severe bass similar to the gunfire sounded, with a radial wind blowing around Mr. Rose and Perliton. Fluffy, and Ashgrey's hair floats.

Thus, a sight had been created there that could not have been possible given the difference in physique.

A chimeric SB with geese in chains, a handler girl poking her right fist in the belly of its stripping.

"-GR... RR..."

Peruton leaks the groan of the Terminator into his fist punched into his belly in the form of a counter. There,

"Kernel Jack."

Mr. Rosé's surgically activated voice. An icon of about a melt is created around the right arm pierced into the abdomen.

Malachite green light also propagated into chains of ethereal silver, lightly enveloping, for a moment, the entire body of the captive Peruton.

When the surgical glow subsides, the chains that were intertwining the pellutons begin to unravel sultry.

"Now we have dominated (jacked) the core kernel of this SB. From now on [this child] is my servant."

Mr. Rose, who pulled his right arm out of Peruton's belly and retrieved the chain, said that all the time. Even if they do untie him, Peruton won't try to get violent.

"The difficulty with this servile formula is that it cannot be performed without some reduction in the endurance of the subject. Suddenly they will resist trying to jack the kernel, and if Jack fails, the procedure will be wasted."

and how hard it is to push a pelton popping near the front line of this Lunatic Babel that far with chains and bare hands alone, although it is explained in some flat face.

It shouldn't be on a good level if it's done with a word of power.

"Recycling and Jack. These two are the basics of the handler. Until now, anyone who names a handler can do it."

"... haha..."

Maybe, but I don't think anyone can. No, I'm not talking about technology as a handler.

Amber eyes look straight at me.

"I mean, this is where I come from, the pinnacle of Lortolinze Volkling. Let's take a look at different handlers."

Declaring so, Mr. Rose waved Ashgrey's hair back to the two remaining peltons.

Turning his gaze, two Perutons, who were forced by Mr. Rosé to lick the ground earlier across the aisle, are getting up and trying to regain their position.

Mr. Rosé raised his right palm and mouthed the activation audio of the procedure.

"Reinforce."

The glow of rock green and blue shapes the icon, bouncing off and disappearing.

The change due to the surgical ceremony happened to Peruton, who was jacked by her, not to Mr. Rose.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!"

A bass roar that I don't think belongs to SB.

The light of Malachite Green dwelt throughout Peruton, which was effected by Mr. Rosé's surgical ceremony (Reinforce). It divides into several chunks, concentrating and covering the aliens of Peruton as if it were armor.

"Unlike other handlers, this is how my Taming SB can be quickly distinguished -" Mechanized (Reinforced) "

The finished figure looked like horseback riding dressed in horse armor while still. Mr. Rosé's photon-blooded beauty, which covered and enhanced Peruton's stronghold, will certainly not be mistaken for anything else.

"Grrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!

Mechanized - Peruton, which it completed, raised a powerful roar. Large wings spread vigorously, causing strong winds.

I just saw it and found out. Even the damage inflicted by Mr. Rosé himself earlier has been healed, and there is overflowing power from the entire body of the armed Perliton - which I shall call "Mechanical Perliton" because it is difficult.

"... wow...!

I accidentally leaked my praise. I feel like I know the dialogue Rosé said earlier in "Chamosica's Leg Pavilion" that "it will definitely help" and the confidence caged there.

"Attack."

Hitting and changing with the fierce armor Peruton, a quiet command emanated from Mr. Rose's lips.

Once again, the roar rises from the deer's mouth and the wind explodes with its widened wings.

The armored Perliton, which jumped out of momentum at the time of the shell, was violently attacked by two men who were supposed to have been allies until the beginning.

The power of the Mechanical Peruton was overwhelming.

First, the first assault pierced the right integral with a huge horn and tore it apart.

Soon after he raises the voice of the Terminator, he can play like a water balloon, scattering blue and white Photon Blood and deactivating. Without further ado, the armored pelton was slashed with a blade on the tip of both wings to the rest of the body.

The sleeping wings ran simultaneously, left and right, to avoid air resistance, and the light of Malachite Green carved the 'X' trajectory into space.

"GGGGRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

Deeply slit through the deer head's throat and the chest portion of the bird torso, Peruton ceases to operate as if screaming in protest against an attack of betrayal.

Upon regression to the component, the two Perutons slipped through the universe and flew towards Mr. Rosé, absorbed into her "SEAL". Apparently, if the handler's serving SB defeats another SB, the ownership of the component will be vested in the master.

After the battle, Mr. Rosé turns to me.

"How was it? This is not all, of course, and I have other [handbills]. Be sure, Beowulf - No, Mr. Rug. I'll try to help you."

Confident - not that, and pale and faceless as ever, Rosé says. but when I looked closely, the amber eyes seemed to have the slightest glimmer of anticipation.

"Ah, uh..."

I was stuck with the answer. [M]

I don't hate putting Mr. Rosé in the cluster. I mean, that's what I'm going to say just now. Just in case, I'd like Hannu to confirm and then let me respond -.

Nevertheless, if that will hasn't reached Mr. Rosé, I guess I'm the one who hasn't been well informed.

Yes, we should be more courageous and clear.

Otherwise, wouldn't you be rude to Mr. Rosé for coming all the way here and appealing to me for strength?

When I made up my mind, I breathed deeply and bowed my head. Speak out loud so you can hear me no matter what.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Just a moment, please! I'll talk to my friend Hannu and get back to you! So just wait a day, a day! Please!

…………

The reply didn't come any time soon.

I've been waiting for a while with my hips folded and my head down, and Mr. Rosé still won't say anything.

I raised my face thinking it was strange that it was 30 seconds past the boulder.

Then there was Mr. Rosé's face, which turned bright blue as the sea.

"... What!?

Surprise came out unexpectedly.

Flirting, Mr. Rose's body shakes and takes a step back.

"... I can't believe you said no... I can't believe you said no... I can't... what to do..."

I got a bad feeling about her squeaking in a loud tone.

Maybe you only heard the "sorry" part of my dialogue earlier, this guy -!?

"Oh, you know what!? No!? Just for a minute, if you could just wait - come on, I'm sure Hannu would agree with you!

I try my best to say the words, but Mr. Rosé's expression never soothes. Maybe it's not in my ear.

Mr. Rose backed off with two or three more steps, and at the end of the day had his back brought to the aisle wall.

I guess I was somewhat shocked. The eyes are vain, and the gaze is directed in an unawares direction.

- So, but I was wondering if you wouldn't listen to people any more!? No, I don't care what I say!

And that was then.

"- grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

The armored Perliton, who had grown up after the battle, suddenly moved out. Plus, it comes with an extra tone of roar gradually returning to the original tall electronic sound.

――

Chills run on my spine and my whole body gets nervous at once.

I didn't understand what happened, but I only understood that it was a dangerous situation with a skin feeling.

Reflectively grip the white tiger in his right hand strongly and set himself up.

This is just an intuition, but perhaps Mr. Rose, who has suddenly fallen into self-loss, has weakened his control and Jack the Mechanical Perliton has solved it.

Besides, I would have solved the service ceremony, but for some reason the mechanization remained the same. In this situation, it was the worst pattern I could think of.

"GGGGGRRRRRRRRRYYY!!

Is it a grudge that was forced to kill my people by manipulated quotes? The hostility of the armored Perliton was beaten straight to Mr. Rose.

"GRRYY!"

Mechanical Perlton widened his huge wings armed and kicked the floor with deer legs. Explosive propulsion. A horn assault that crushed a normal Peruton in one blow, targets Mr. Rose.

Mr. Rosé, on the other hand, is unaware of his servant's treason. He's in a state of total evasion and remains defenseless.

"- Danger!

The moment I realized it, I was self-absorbed and moving.

Simultaneous activation of the five support techniques Strength Rapid Protection. Fifteen icons splash from all over me like stardust. Probably because it was stuffed with cutting feathers. The union of the fortified flesh with the mind that operated it was unconscious. Very naturally, I manipulate a body with a reinforcement factor of three or two.

At a rate like that of the wind, it broke in between Mechanical Perliton and Mr. Rose, who propelled through the air. Hold the white tiger in your right hand, which you left gripping earlier, and stick your left hand out toward the corner of the armored pelluton, unfolding the "Scutum" on five layers.

He tied a thin, deep purple, shiny surgical shield to take a head-on assault on the armored Perliton.

Strong impact that resonates to the core of the bone.

"Come on!

After eating up his teeth, only one piece of "Scutum" was crushed and scattered. but there the power of the advance of the armored pelluton completely dies. Whoever has all his inertia dismantled, he turns it into just a target floating defenselessly in the air.

When I immediately disarmed Scutum and jumped into his pocket, I wielded the white tiger on my right hand and activated the sword ceremony.

"" Zuislash "!

A purple blue icon floated on the back of my right hand and I could play it.

My right arm, and the white tiger in its hand, moves semi-automatically following the procedure.

The swordsmanship ceremony "Zuislash" is recommended to be used with a weapon as short as a blade as a white tiger. The reason is that it makes sense to release at high speeds.

My right hand flashed three times at an unstoppable speed, and the white blade of the white tiger painted "Z" as the surgical name suggests.

Finally, his right hand was squeezed wide back, and that was when the bow and arrow greeted him with a thrust.

A spike, caught by the tail of the comet, wears the middle of the 'Z' line, depicted by the slaughter trajectory.

"GGRRRRRRR-!?"

The blade of the White Tiger, reinforced with my physical abilities, also tore apart the armor formed by Mr. Rose's Reinforce.

With a slash (slash) on his neck, chest, and belly, and a slash engraved as a stroke fit to the center of his body for tightening, the actual voice also moves there to the inactivity sequence.

When I see the diminishing and disappearing mechanical pelleton, I simultaneously cancel the support technique process. I feel weaker and weaker, like I've unloaded my shoulders.

"Phew..."

Exhaling in relief, he looks back at Mr. Rosé behind him. I asked this with an ambiguous smile, not knowing what face to look like.

"Oh, um... are you okay, sir?

- I'm sorry.

The word echoed in my head and darkened in front of me.

Now, I've boasted of my strength so far, I never thought I'd be turned down with an instant answer.

I was terribly shocked.

I thought everything I had planned and assumed was due to blisters, and my head was empty.

I don't even realize that I let go of my jacked Peruton reins.

"- Danger!

By the time I regained my sanity with that sharp voice, the settlement was already in place.

If I thought I could play any number of deep purple lights, my taymed SB had been carved into the 'Z' lettering and slammed into inactivity.

It was only a moment.

――――

The shock I just suffered was blowing away with another surprise.

In front of me, at some point, there was a boy - the back of a rug.

Even though I was blurry, I didn't know how the hell he stood there.

It's not fast. Was the purple light earlier an icon for the support technique? That amount of brilliance, how many at the same time did you control? And you didn't take the side effects of it as a thing, and you instantly killed Peruton, who you reinforced with the service formula (Reinforce)?

I couldn't believe Russia while watching that Hercules fight on video, and seeing it straight this way.

- Monster.

The string crosses the back of my brain.

This is exactly what monsters do. I wonder if the alias Beowulf the Brave, etc., is rather [raw] -

"Oh, um... are you okay, sir?

Rag looked back, and that's what I've heard. I can't say anything, with a subtle bitter laugh.

…………

What did he think when this one was eye-catching and rigid,

"Uh, um... well, yeah! Wait a minute, please?

So he ran his fingers in the air and apparently started operating his own "SEAL".

A few moments later, Rosé's "SEAL" received a navy message.

The caller's name is Ragdishardt.

……

You're in front of me, and you bothered to give me a direct message? and asked with a gaze, the boy also said this with an ambiguous grin.

"Oh, um... I thought the text would be easy to understand..."

I didn't know what that meant, but for now, you might see the message. So Rose opened the message she received by manipulating "SEAL".

'I'll get back to you tomorrow. Just wait a day. Maybe, it's okay. I'll convince Hannu. Let's explore together tomorrow'

I accidentally read it twice.

As soon as he understood the content, Rose realized that some gear was off.

Earlier "sorry" wasn't what I thought "sorry" was.

It was a mistake.

As soon as I realized that, Rose became very embarrassed.

But she didn't even give it a bite, and she tried to create a sober voice and said:

"... ok. Best regards,"

Maximum care was taken to avoid distortion of the expression and redness of the colour of the face. Fortunately, those efforts were rightly rewarded.

But I couldn't do anything but swim my eyes.