"Look, you were right about me, right?

"Seriously... I'm fighting something normal..."

"Come on why... Beowulf's you, Explore on such a low level... what do you mean..."

"And what's that move? Seriously, is that the guy that the sword lady admitted to?

"See? Is that why you said that? He's just a" huncher, "not a vessel called Beowulf's Thundergod. Miscellaneous fish in blah, blah, blah. It's easy for us to crush it."

"No, but you know what, Niebe? Is that a possibility that you're playing around in your spare time or something?

"Hey, you know what? Otherwise, you wouldn't bat with such a desperate voice."

"I do look desperate... but why are you alone? Aren't Princess Xiaolong and Andromeda together?

"I don't know, I don't know. I don't know if it's any wonder I have a hunter."

"Whatever you think, C-rank, or D-rank if you suck? The kid in line tried to be an explorer. It only looks about the same level..."

"Right? Hey, it's time to smash it. If you take it and spread it to movies there, our stock will climb the eel too - it's a delicious story. Let's skin it off."

"Oh, seriously? You're gonna do it? Seriously?

"I don't know what else to do, but I'm scared to get here."

"Well, I've been feeling mushy since yesterday. I'll give you a whiskey."

"Ola, let's go, you bastards!

"- Phew..."

I took a breather after making sure that the last component that was floating in the air was absorbed by "SEAL".

After annihilating the herd of Velociraptors, ten Claude Monkeys finally appeared at the same time you couldn't wait. Of course you fought consciously for the circle, the rotation, the spiral movement, and the force on the bone that Mr. Rosé taught you, and you just cleaned it up.

In the course of the battle, yesterday's "thrust" came to my mind on the mundane applause, but this followed the advice of my coach, Rosé, and tried to forget as much as possible. Weird story, it was easy for me because I'm good at not expecting myself. Sadly.

…………

Look down at your body and make sure you're not scratched anywhere. There is not even a scratch on the battle jacket.

"... hehe..."

The joy crept up a bit, and my mouth got loose.

I feel a definite response to Claude Monkey, who moves more anomalously than Bug Bear did yesterday, and to himself, who eventually ended his battle with the Velociraptor that came out.

You may say so yourself, but I seem steadily stronger. [M] In fact, when I fought Claude Monkey before, I had managed to defeat him after using an attack technique, but this time I could do it with only my sword, without relying on it. Plus, much more room than last time.

Maybe this, maybe it will. Though I think it's a social dictionary on boulders that Rosé complimented me on 'It's a great talent,' but if I keep improving.

Perhaps it paves the way for you to be a fencer, not an enhancer.

If I become a single swordsman - and that's recognized as more than Rank A in the benchmark - and I can fight Hannu and Rosé shoulder to shoulder, I'm sure my ratings for the cluster will change.

The enhancer is not the cluster of leaders, and the fencer is in the cluster of leaders, like Miss Sword Villey.

And then, I'm sure, there will be more people who want to join us.

"- I wonder if that's too much of a dream...?

Put yourself in your delusions and laugh bitterly. The world isn't as sweet or soft as honeyed pancakes. It's life that doesn't work exactly as I thought it would. I am going to know that.

Regardless of the expansion of the cluster, raising your arms as a swordsman also means approaching my grandfather, Tradidore, who was my master. I used to admire my grandfather, who was such an explorer as to be called "Forehand" since I was a little girl. If I could be like that guy - no, I want to be.

So even though it's just a small step, it's a pleasure to be close to your goal. That alone makes me feel like I can stand any hard training anymore.

"- Yeah, let's do our best. Even Hannu and Rosé are working hard by now, and I have to catch up quickly."

It was time to hold my fist for a long time, fill my temper, and try to resume exploring.

"No, I'm a Hancer. Huh?

"... Huh?

Suddenly he slashed me with a blade of words from behind, and I held my breath, the truth.

I'm Hancer. of the sound, what a mind to be determined.

I look back as I feel the pain of a needle sticking through my chest. Then four men stood about three meltles away from how long the hell they had been standing there. Without having to guess from the start, being in the ruins should mean they are all explorers.

One of them, a bright brown-haired man, walked over laughing at Niyanya.

"Long time no see - isn't it? How are you? How are you?

The opening is the most, he speaks in a somewhat familiar manner.

"? Uh...?

I can't hide my confusion in a stranger's face that suddenly appears.

When the hell did they come this close? Everyone is armed and wrapped in armor, and now, in fact, people with brown hair are approaching each other with the sound of their gear rubbing off from all over their bodies. No matter how blunt I was, I was careful to fight in the ruins, so it's a little odd that I didn't realize until I could speak up.

How close have you come to killing the signs? Or...

"Ahn? What's that face?... Dude, maybe you don't remember me? - No Uso, seriously!?

He laughed, rather pleasantly, at the appearance that he was not greatly shocked for the line. Ahiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

"- Are you nuts, Temee, huh?

He stared at me with a skewed face so asymmetrical from left to right.

All of a sudden, Zukazuka and I flesh out and grab the chest barn.

"What...!?

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Seriously. I can't believe it. It's just this one I remember. Seriously, seriously. Oh no... that looks beautiful...!

"Hey, hey...!

Suddenly I shook a man who was abusive while he said something of his own accord, reflexively, but immediately before. Now I have a willow blade in my hands. [M] If you move poorly and scratch it, it can be an extra fuss. Blade wounds between explorers develop into instant kills, the worst of them all.

"- No, please don't...! So, who is it, you......!?

There is a difference in height between a person with brown hair and me by more than one minute. Of course, it's up there.

Worn around are used combat jackets and blunt light armor. Seeing him hanging a long sword on his hips, he's probably a fencer like Mr. Villey.

"Who is it, oh...!?

The man's face was even more distorted by who I am. A gaze through anger to hatred pierces me.

There was more laughter behind men's backs. Seeing, the other three are pointing at this one and laughing.

"Uh-huh! Whoa, Niebe, whoa! You're so forgotten!

"Hahaha Niebeth, you can't! Yabe, I'm hungry. - Ha, ha, ha!

"Miss Sword, Villy's too dazzled to remember her being a garbage face! Sora well! Hahahahahahahahahaha!

He laughed at a brown-haired man, mainly named Nieves, in the order of the red battle coat guy, the one with the piercing on his nose, the one who did it and the one with the high back length.

The face of Nieves is dyed red and black with humiliation ridiculed by his companions. But the anger didn't go over there, and somehow he hit me.

"Who's Temeegora, you bastard! Premium. Shit! Butch, we're rolling!

Fuji's memory field is stimulated by the angst of flying angular bubbles.

- Is that it? Speaking of which, it's like I heard it somewhere... and Sword Lady Villy, how did you get Mr. Villy's name here...?

"... ahhh!"

The statue of memory abruptly bore fruit, and I remembered a stranger by name.

The day I met Hannu. I was there when I first met The Knights of Pale Red Flames, led by Mr. Villey, that [newbie] -!

"Oh, that time......!?

I didn't know much about surprises.

He talked to me about 'Mr. Bo Hancer' and told me how unnecessary the support ceremony was, a quote that Hannu whispered to me, and Mr. Villey beat me to death and passed out, that's him.

I open my eyes, newbie - no, [former] newbie Nieves turns from his angry phase and smiles with a dark fever.

"It's n, don't you remember? No, good, good. - It's not like that. Wow!

"- Huh!?

When I thought the shock ran on my cheeks, the heavens and the earth were already upside down in my sight.

- What...?

I was beaten up when I felt the cold feeling of the floor on my cheek. Discover yourself rolling into a pure white hallway late. If I noticed, I didn't have the willow leaf knife at hand and it was rolling a little further away. The metal should have sounded when I dropped it, but it didn't sound familiar at all.

……

My thoughts were blank, as if I had been punched to the contents of my head. My left cheek is hot. Of course. He hit me as hard as he could with his chest barn grabbed. The area under the nose is wet and watery. When I put out the tip of my tongue, it tasted salty as soon as possible.

- Why...? Why, now... me... is that it?

I'm confused as I stare at the deep purple liquid dripping onto the bright white floor.

I understand that you were beaten, but I had no idea why that happened.

"Damn, I guess my Hancer style keeps me on track. I don't know. I'm shaking it. Shit. I stopped tall enough to be a little famous."

Behind you. Niebeth, the Teng who beat me, comes up in footsteps. More from beyond, a mocking laugh. The three of you are laughing at me for getting beat up.

I managed to get my upper body up by putting my strength into a body that was chaotic and trembling with mental shock rather than physical damage. face in the direction where Nieves is with only animal instincts that predict danger,

"Olah!"

"Huh!?

He just got slammed through his jaw with a forward kick. I was blown away by the blow of an armored shoe that jumped straight from the bottom, and I rolled down the floor like a ball or a round too.

"Do it! Super Yabba! Beowulf, seriously weak!

"Seriously... if I hadn't heard from Nieves, I would have thought he was strong."

"I mean, you kept looking at it. If you look so closely, you're a kid everywhere."

I rushed back into shape and looked up at the signs of the other three approaching. Niebeth proclaims himself well to his companions, who have come a long way.

"Oh? You were right, weren't you? Oh, you want to make a good movie? I'm talking about this guy who's nothing but a Hancer. I don't care what you think. Why does he always say he's a thunderous god?

In response to this question, a wizard-like man wearing a bright red battle coat and a short cane answered:

"But, Niebe, there's still footage of this guy knocking down a 200-story gatekeeper, and you're serious?

"That's why you're telling me, huh? There's been some kind of trick. Otherwise, I wonder if I could have done something big with the enhancer."

Kicking the red coat, Nieves pointed his tongue at me.

Put an abusive pleasure on your face and say it great.

"Ooh Kola Bo Hancer, Temeye, you're getting too well." I'm sorry I lied to you right now, but you have to sit down and apologize. "

"- Oh, my God...!

"Ah?"

Standing up wiping his nosebleed with the sleeve of his jacket, I hit Nieves with my doubts.

He shows up all of a sudden, he hits me all of a sudden, and all of a sudden, what are you saying, these guys?

The suddenly attacked confusion and fear sprang up gradually and compressed into anger.

"Why not... this...!

"Huh?

Niebeth scratches out my voice even louder. Put your hands on your ears deliberately, and even shake them hard to hear.

"Can't you hear me? I apologized, didn't I? I don't know, huh? Hey, don't you know what I'm talking about?

"... Huh!

Once again, I reflexed to Nieves, who stuffed the distance unconstitutionally. Yeah, it would be so easy if you weren't even alert.

"Olah!"

face. If you think so and raise the guard, impact the abdomen.

"Ha......!?

Feint. Forced to exhale out of his lungs, he stops breathing. So I lowered my arm.

"Dora!"

This time they punched me in the face. He punched me through the opposite cheek, and I curled back. But I won't fall. No, it's more like falling down or something.

"Ku......!

It's a counterattack. If this happens, I can't tell you how the Explorers are fighting each other. Fortunately, we haven't pulled out any weapons over there. I guess we're not going to kill each other.

"Kon-no!

Grabbing my right fist, I was beaten by Nievez. What a trick, it's true that I defeated Hercules -!

"Oh?"

My fist, which was supposed to be sucked into his face, was blocked by a big palm that suddenly appeared. Bashin! and the dry sound sounds.

"Become...!?

No one did that, Niebeth. He takes my fist and, on the contrary, holds it down disappointingly with an eagle and stares at this one with a grumpy eye.

"... what are you trying to do back, oh Cora?

Quietly, I say in Doss' gracious voice. No, his knee kick burst into my abdomen.

"Whoa...!

Weird groans came out of the back of my throat on their own, not on purpose. Heavy. My stomach cramps into the power of being hit with a blunt instrument.

"- Yeah...!

I couldn't stand it and put back what was in my stomach as it was. There is a mix of red BLT sandwiches bought and eaten on the way out in the liquid bouncing on the floor with the mess.

"Dude, that's dirty, you fucking pussy"

Nieves jumped back to avoid splashing stomach fluids. If you think so, he jumps on the spot. He threw a kick at me to jump over the map of the filth I made.

"Guuuuuu -!?"

I couldn't even evade the attack I hadn't anticipated, and I took a direct blow to my chest and blew it up. He falls into the floor and rolls like a broken dance doll until he digests his inertia.

"You shouldn't tarnish everyone's ruins, though, yeah?

When Nievez, who landed lightly, said so, the other three boiled more once again.

- This guy is strong...!?

I am stunned as I get up whipped to my painful body.

Each blow is heavier from earlier, and the movement is more agile than I thought.

No, you're not. Naturally if you think about it. This man named Nieves is a man who was part of the Knights of Pale Red Flames, bent over. You can't be weak.

Niebeth turns his standing palm upside down and moves.

"Ola, what's going on? Are you still calling me? Or... oh, that's just fine. You, sit down on the one you [spit on]. Then forgive me."

"Wow! Niebe, hey!

"It's a ghost, it's a demon!

Nieves, who designates everywhere as inferior, was mixed back with a pleasant nose piercing with a red coat and knife-like equipment.

"So why... I do that..."

Have they not noticed that I have only said irrational things from earlier? In retrospect, Nieves blushed and raised a thick blood vessel in his temple.

"Oh!? You haven't figured it out yet, Temee! Who am I to blame for being so ashamed and kicked out of the Sword Lady cluster, Cora! I don't know. It's Temehe and the others. Don't be silly!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

A tall fighter blew out tea from behind Niebeth yelling at him with an awesome sword screen. Nievez reacts dramatically to this.

"Ahhh!? Did I say something?

"- No, calm down. What do you want me to do?"

Knoppo, bitten by unexpected momentum, opened his hands to forgiveness. That face has a surprising look on it, like he was suddenly caught when he caressed his cat casually.

"... chip"

Tongued high, Niebeth spit and threw away on the spot. The red coat, nose piercing and knoppo in the back look at each other's faces, grinning bitterly and clapping their shoulders.

To observe from the atmosphere, the strongest of these is Nieves. The other three are probably on this spot in the form of hanging out with him. The temperature difference is severe to see. I'm sure, as Knoppo said earlier, he came all the way here with a grudge against me - perhaps even Hannu.

Yeah, until you tailed me.

Hard to imagine waiting for me to come to this hierarchy beforehand. Anyway, I haven't told anyone that I'm coming to this 53rd floor today, and it's almost by chance that I came here in the first place. As much as I decided to train Claude Monkey against him when I came up with it after entering Lunatic Babel. There's no way I can preface that behavior.

If so, I can only assume that I have followed from some point in time. But how? I felt my gaze when I thought about it. But looking back, I couldn't find anything. Why is that?

"- So, what's up, hurry up, motherfucker? You rub your forehead against the filth that Temehe threw up in there, or are you still getting bumped by me? Make up your mind."

Thoughts are interrupted by the voice of Niebeth, who pokes at two arrogantly ridiculous choices. What a response. I didn't have to think about it, and I was totally sorry about both.

…………

That's right. If I'm into it, I'm not the one who can't win. Using the assistive technique, jump up the enhancement coefficient and you will surely be wiped out in less than a minit.

"Ah? What, those eyes? You still want to do this?

While the belligerent feelings thrive, in me, cowardly, sober thoughts sound the alarm.

But... is that the end of it? At least the opponent hasn't pulled out the hanging score on his hips. That means we're not going to kill each other here, it should only be about beating each other up. If that's the case, I can't even take a weapon and take a life.

That means - [next] is likely.

Niebeth is beaten by Mr. Villey and has it in his roots about when he was deported. It's a good thing you don't think you deserve that one - but this is how, in fact, you're here to avenge it. Even if it pays back here, it might stick until it clears up resentment. This time it was from the front, but it is possible that the next time I am fighting SB, I will be ambushed from behind. If that happens, no matter how many lives you have, it's not enough.

I know the fool who loses his life in boring ways. The explorer named Dyne Samsolo, whom I met at the same time as this Nieves, was exactly like dead in its will.

Wouldn't it be wise to apologize for lying here, lower their hoarding, and never get involved again? Temporary shame is cheaper than life.

"Hey, what's up! If you're gonna call me, get the fuck out of here! I'll use it as a rag!

A scorched Niebeth speaks up and steps on the floor with armored shoes.

Honestly, if you say you don't regret it, it's a lie, and if you can, I want to smash him in the face right now until he's like a potato.

But if it turns out that these guys aren't just me, but even Hannu and Mr. Rose have a little something to do with it. If it were to bother you.

I'm sure I won't be able to regret it then.

That was when I thought about it and finally decided I was ready to put my face on the dirt.

"You're telling me to make up my mind fast. Shit! Temeh's next is that female kid! Not extra time and spirals!

――――

- What did you say?

My foot, which I tried to step on to wield a dugout, suddenly solidified as if it had become steel.

"Oh, hey Nieves, what is that female kid... is that Princess Xiaolong? You think you're gonna lynch him till then?

The nasal piercing was so clearly nasal that even then the blunt white appeared. I can't help it. If you'd listened to the news in the alley, you'd know a little bit about how horrible Hanu is, even known as the "God of Destruction".

Even so.

Nieves turned to his nose piercing and yelled at him in a foolish manner.

"Fuck you! That's why Temehe and the others are so freaked out! What can you do to such a fucking kid! You can't do this until you cry and apologize like him!

As soon as I heard the word.

Butin, I made a noise and something in me broke.

Then the two and the doth black emotions incomparable earlier overflow from the back of the chest from the next to the next.

――――

- Are you bumpy? Hannu? Who? He did?

That's all I got in my head.

I see.

You don't have to worry about me, he already set a target for her.

I see.

"- I won't let you..."

The words of determination had spilled from his lips unknowingly.

"Ah?"

I looked straight back at Nieves' eyes as he turned around. [M]

"That's not true... I will never let you...!

My head was incandescent. I don't know what to do if things get bigger in a weird breeze, like getting beaten up and hurting, being targeted and scared with - such extra thought keeps evaporating.

I won't allow it.

Only that thought dyes my thoughts white as burning magnesium.

From my grandfather's weapons collection, which was stored inside the storage, I chose a cross spear (cross spear) to materialize it.

It embodies with the glow of deep purple. Grasp it with both hands, set it up, and point the cut at Nievez.

"Nah......!?

"Hey seriously!?" "Te, Temehe!" "Dude -!?"

Beyond the tip of his ear, Nieves peeled off his eyes and stammered, a beat late, the red coat, the nose piercing, and Knoppo revealed their consternation.

In front of the giraffed cross-shaped white blade that lit up the lights, haha, Nieves deliberately exhaled a loud sigh using his entire body, echoing and emitting enough tongue punch to resound.

It creates such a harsh look that the sound of the toothpick is likely to leak, and Niebeth intimidates him.

"- Oh, come on. Are you serious, Temee? Once you pull it out, there's no turning back, is there? I know exactly where it is......!?

But the words broke off unnaturally, and he put his hand on the pattern of the long sword in a cramped motion.

My face, which should have exposed my anger, is now heavily distracted as if I had come across a horrible monster.

Again, a step late, the three behind him set up each weapon in a hurry. It was a reaction as if the current ran all over my body.

I am now.

Just let them do that. Maybe, I do.

"Teh, teh meh......!

With a trembling voice as if it was cold at the bottom, Nieves pulled out his long sword without a scratch. Is it because if you set up properly, you will admit your fears, and even from my point of view, you point your cut at me in a position full of gaps? The red coat at the rear set the short cane, the nose pierced with a large swing of knife in both hands and Knoppo in such a guttural motion that he laughed at the armor on his arm.

The air is charged and tension increases even if it is not responsive.

"-No, you missed it! Te, Temehe! Don't be sorry, Cora!

Naturally. There's no way you're gonna regret this.

To avoid regret, this is how I'm pointing my blade at you guys right now.

I hold a black cross spear, display icons on my shoulders and forehead, and initiate a supportive technique.

Activate the assistive technique Strength, Protection, and Rapid six times each, multiplying the overall strengthening coefficient by six or four times. Tune your consciousness into the senses of a violently changing body and control the forces that swoop from your entire body.

From the mouth of the four facing each other, a scream burst forth, almost voiceless. When you show up, you can play and disappear. It would be a reaction to looking at my support formula icon.

Even so - you guys, if I'm serious, it'll be over in a flash.

What I think of behind my brain is just a little image of the future. In what order, where do you poke your eartips, where do you hit them with a stone poke, and stab them with a stop? Draw all the trajectories in an instant and overlap the sights in your sight. I'm sure it won't cost ten seconds in all. Easy. I won't let them do anything. I'm not scared at all. It's easier than twisting a baby's hand.

Yeah, compared to Hercules and Siglos, I don't know about you guys.

"Wait!!!

A sharp, high voice cut the air.

"- Huh!?

I was just about to kick the floor right now and stick out my spear. My body freaks me out and I lose my take on movement.

All of a sudden, me and Nieves got stiff with their weapons in place, like they were sprayed with a bucket of water.

Just everyone moves only their necks and eyes, gazing in the direction where the voice of restraint flies.

That was supposed to be a space with nothing. But as soon as we all looked, two neglected girls appeared there.

"Draw your swords, both sides. I, Ashley Leoncabarlo, will take care of this."

Optical camouflage - did you also use the supporting technique "Chameleon Camouflage"? They made sure to push the curtains of the landscape and appeared on the spot.

"Te, Temehe et al...!?

There was no way for Nieves to groan. Probably because it would have been a familiar match for him.

The two girls, who came out abruptly and watered, both wore distinctive pale outfits. Although there are differences in shape between the short jacket and the long jacket, they are both in the same shade of pale fabric, plus on the left arm they wear an armband dyed red through the pale burning sun.

Definitely. He was a member of The Knights of Pale Red Flames.

"Didn't you hear me? I told them both to put their weapons away."

The girl with red gold hair is the one calling for a halt to the fighting from earlier - it hasn't even started yet. It is a prestigious standing with both hands on its hips, unafraid of me and Niebeth with rugged eyes suspended high.

"- If you're not willing to listen to me, you have no choice. That time."

Orange glow converges on both palms of the girl named Ashley Leoncabarlo, dressed on her verbal buttocks. Removed from SEAL storage by Photon Blood - was a twisted songblade with a pale body and distorted shape to see.

"It's an exercise of strength. I will stop you as hard as I can, so fight as you please."

I am blinded by Ashley's double-sword, who said something rather lame. [M]

That's definitely - it's Shortel. A double-edged sword with too strong an inversion of the torso, almost curved to a semicircular or S-shaped shape. It is very difficult to handle because the center of gravity is in a completely different position from the normal sword, but its probably slashing taste is sharp, a powerful weapon that can attack while avoiding the opponent's shield. Although it is unusual at this time.

"No, no, no, no, no, no. Ashley, it's not good."

"Shut up, Zelda. You can't overlook this place on a boulder."

Another girl standing next to him tried to flatter Mr. Ashley, and she was suddenly kicked over.

A girl called Zelda is haunted by the short jacket version of the 'NPK' uniform, and Mr. Ashley is the long jacket version. Atmospherically, does it feel sensible that Mr. Zelda, who has navy blue hair as a wolf cut, is active and Mr. Ashley, who has red gold hair tied exactly together?

Nevertheless,

"I'll count to five. Make up your mind by then. One, two -"

I also feel like there's a contradiction around the side calling for the sword to be pulled out, but for now, from the look on her face, she seems serious.

"Chip! Don't squeak out and divide up all of a sudden! What the hell are you doing, Temee and the others?

"I should have named you Ashley Leon Cabarlo. Three."

Not even freaking out over Niebeth's complaints, Mr. Ashley keeps counting the numbers to a calm settling. Niebeth was even more furious with this attitude.

"I don't know! I know!" Absolute Realm "Ashley Leoncabarlo," Storm Rider "Zelda Assandri! Both would be" Cartesian Third "from The Knights of Pale Red Flames! I mean, we'd have explored it together for a while, but with me!

"" Cartesian Third...? "

I don't know. I recite the word in my mouth.

Speaking of which, I've heard. "Cartel Third" in "NPK" - as its name suggests, after Mr. Villey, the captain of the regiment, and Karel, the deputy captain, the [third-ranking foursome].

Yes, the status of 'third seat' that I was once offered when I was invited. There are four human beings sitting side-by-side for a long time. According to what I've heard, every person has a long and short time, which means they're all positioned as number three at the same rate.

To Niebeth's words, Mr. Ashley kept his rugged eyes patchy, with a serious face.

"... Zelda, do you remember him? Four."

"Heh?... uh... how was it...?

"Te, temee la......!

Niebeth's face stains bright red with shame and anger because it is what Ms. Zelda, who was shaken by the question, twisted her neck at the mention she stared at and looked at Niebeth.

"V. Whatever that is. Apparently neither you nor Beowulf are going to listen to me. Let us now move on to exercising our powers as declared."

Mr. Ashley waved the shooter in both hands and gently stood up. A similar wind-cut sound sounds like a whistle.

"Uh, gentlemen? I'm not saying anything bad, so I think you should listen to what Ashley has to say -...? As you can see, I mean it..."

A little, he moved his hand and Mr. Zelda called us with a face that was too subtle.

"What are you saying like any other HR, Zelda? Give me a hand, too."

"Yeah!? Are you serious?!?

"I thought it would be more peaceful to talk to you. I can't help it if you don't want to."

"Oh, lie, it's a lie, I'll help you, yes"

To Mr. Ashley, who gave up lightly. Mr. Zelda hurriedly extended his spine and gave a formal salute with his right fist against his chest.

After she sees it, Mr. Ashley tells us all again:

"With all due respect, I let you see and hear the whole thing. To begin with, you're the ones who got their hands on Beowulf out of irrational motives. Apparently, he's going to hurt him in a group, shoot the picture, and diffuse the footage. I mean, unless you guys turn off the video recording and pull back, we have to pull Beowulf too. I guess so."

Even lined up the status quo perception, and finally set his rugged gaze on the Niebes and the others.

"This is the last warning. Now remove SEAL footage and walk away from the scene. Then I'll do nothing."

In contrast, first three people, Red Coat, Nose Pierce and Knoppo, began to look at each other and consult with Boso Boso.

"Oh, shit, fuck this..." "Cartesian Third." Hey, there's always a rumor that this guy's got his head screwed off too...? "" Hey, what are you doing here... "

Elsewhere, Niebeth laughs invincibly and says this back to Mr. Ashley.

"Co, what if I said no?

I'm hoisting my mouth corner and forcing myself to laugh and show it, but I can see from the movement of my eyes and the tone of my voice that it's a void.

"Then choose."

In the voice of Mr. Ashley, whose tone suddenly changed, the current flowed into the atmosphere. So illusory a paralysis ran all over my body.

"Try your best to be deleted, delete it yourself or choose who you like"

No longer unilaterally notify, Mr. Ashley takes a serious stand.

"Zelda."

Yes, sir.

It was the moment I briefly called my name and replied.

Mr. Zelda became lightning.

――

It was fast enough to be illusory.

Mr. Zelda, who moved at the speed of the electroluminescent fire without any preliminary motion, stood behind Nievez and the others, if he noticed. When did you take it out, on its right hand is held a spike sword called estock.

"I'm sorry. I won't let you get away with it, will I? Ashley's mad at me."

Heh, it was Mr. Zelda laughing at the feeling, but thanks to the super speed shown now, it didn't soothe at all. The image of me getting punched in the back with that estock if I tried to escape came to my mind, even though I wasn't told directly.

Only Niebeth was uplifting his will as the rear-blocked trio began to panic.

Instead, I abandoned myself and it was pretty.

"Oh, oh, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit! Fucking superior, Temee. Rah! He's always licking me!! If you can do it, try it!! -" Flame Javelin "heh!!

He roared with such impetus that his brown hair stood upside down with anger that he suddenly unleashed an attack technique against Mr. Ashley.

A spear wrapped in fire is ejected from the icon floating on your left hand side. A flaming spear ran through the universe in a straight line, scorching the air as the arrows released pierced Mr. Ashley's chest

I didn't.

"Well said"

Pay Shortel on the right for a sideburn. Something incredible happened with just that much motion.

Shortly after the sound of metal rubbing against each other's ears, the burning spears were redirected and bursting into the aisle walls.

"... Huh!?

Stunning.

- I slashed the surgery...!?

It was a sight to doubt my eyes. But I did see it. The moment when Mr. Ashley intercepts the impending Flame Javelin with a sword and flows straight to the side.

"-!? Huh," Flame Javelin "heh! Flame Javelin! Flame Javelin! Flame Javelin!

As stunned as I was, Nieves staged a series of assault ceremonies, driven by fear. (i) A flaming spear continues to be shot out of the icon around the meltre.

"It's something you can do, so let's do it"

Every time a two-way shooter flashes, the flying "Flame Javelin" is diverted in the wrong direction. Moreover, Mr. Ashley proceeded to walk while lightly slashing away Niebeth's attack technique ceremony.

"Flame Javelin! Flame Javelin! Flame Javelin!

Nievez keeps shooting the surgery like one of the fools remembers, but none of them had a hit, and at the end of the day, his aim got sweeter and he stopped even riding a direct hit course. Anything that doesn't even scratch in the first place, Mr. Ashley ignores it slowly without paying either.

The relative distance narrowed so much with the unmade walking distance that it was finally in time to be slashed and knotted with a sword.

From there, it goes without saying. Niebeth, who had even forgotten to wave the sword of his right hand, was stuck at the tip of Shortel's throat, causing him to look back reflexively.

There is a gap that can't be helped.

The next moment, Mr. Ashley made a big jump.

――

Beyond Niebeth's head, who glances back, lands behind his back.

And a sickle-like double sword sandwiched Niebeth's neck from left to right.

With exquisite force applied and subtracted to the extent that one slice of thin skin is torn, the movement of the pitch, and the sword stops.

"If you make any strange moves, your head will fly through the universe"

Mr. Ashley, who captured Niebeth's neck with a pair of shooters as a crab, told only the facts in cold blood. Surely with just a little more strength, her teaser will be real.

I could just see it from the edge. From her rugged eyes an icy thorny gaze pierced Nievez's back of the head and said, 'What do you want to do?' What I'm asking you out of the question.

Nieves, of course, was not so noble as to weigh his pride and choose death, or, better yet, so foolish as to thrust his will through and forsake his life.

He let go of the sword he was holding and dropped it on the floor. Raise your hands and pose for surrender.

"... turn it off, turn it off... let it off..."

The voice was shivering pathetically.

Eventually, I'm going to keep my mouth shut in his honor while the twitch and groin area get wet and a small water noise starts to appear on the floor.