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

"... t! Hal...... t...... Hal......!

Out of nowhere, I felt like I heard Flim. The voice is approaching or distant with wonder. Thanks to this, the source of the voice is uncertain.... are you calling me...?

"-Halto!"

Suddenly he shouts in his ear.

"Huh!?

I was surprised and my eyes woke up all at once.

"... ah...?

He was losing his mind. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw Flim's face full of vision. He pinches both my cheeks with his hands and gives me a very worrying look. Her whole body was wet and her lustrous black hair was sticking to her forehead and cheeks.

"Good... you're awake..."

The more the flim openly loosens his facial muscles, exhaling in relief.

"Flim......?

I checked the SEAL clock reflexively. The assistive technique timer is still alive. That means little time has passed since I lost consciousness.

"When I realized it, I was fainting, so I thought you hit me in the head and my liver got cold..."

- Good, he shrugged, and Flim took his hand off my face. I crawl on all fours and wake up the body that was covered in me, lowering my hips beside my throat. The clothes aren't very wet due to the effects of the "Anti Chili Kid," but her prized twin tails sucked water and were peppered.

When Flim was gone from sight, for some reason I could see the sky pale.

"... is this...? We, what the hell...?

Wake up your torso, glaring at the glare.... Is that it? The sun......?

"... outside...?

I should have been inside Lunatic Babel, but I looked around thinking. Could it have been thrown out of the space just now?

Stunned by the sight in my eyes.

"- Outside, right...?

With an unintentionally trembling voice, I asked no one.

Even though the waterproofing formula works, there's nothing I can do about it, from the gap in my clothes to the water that came in. I feel wet and uncomfortable in my clothes, but I forget to get up.

The smell of grass tickled my nasal cavity.

…………

That was the place to say that the city of ruins - which is assimilating to the forest half way through too many years - was also a place to be said.

How many months have I been exposed to wind and rain? Once neatly lined, the flock of buildings grows moss everywhere, entangled with oxen, and the whole is covered in greenery.

All of this is broken, inclined, fallen, and collapsed, like a georama in which the whole thing is cracked by aging and the child is rammed and broken. The countless windows with broken glass were like hives.

Asphalt road surfaces shattered and stripped everywhere, weeds and wildflowers like waste hairs grown from gaps, grass spreading disorderly with stripped ground by the way.

Instead of signs of people, there are no shadows or shapes for even other animals.

Dead city.

The land where people once lived and returned to nature was stretched out in front of me.

The sunlight falling from the cloudless Ethereum lights such a place gently.

"... here, where...?

Flim, standing beside him, answered me clearly, groaning.

"Atashi doesn't even know."

Standing next to me, she was squeezing out the stained water, gripping her prized twin-tailed chamber with both hands. Unexpectedly, a large amount of water droplets fall to the lawn at your feet and stain them.

"I was flushed with you in my arms, and when I realized it, I was rolling here. I had my eyes closed, so no one could see what was going on and what was happening here. There's a hole somewhere, and I don't even feel like I'm falling out of it."

Hole.

Yes, me and Flim must have fallen through a dark, deep hole like that darkness solidified, drenched in torrents. I look up over my head in a hurry and look for the giant hole we would have fallen into. but I don't care what you see here, it's outside. I don't see a hole like that anywhere. All I could see was a gizzard sky cut into the outline of the building.

Or I can't find Lunatic Babel in any direction in the first place. Maybe this was not even a float rise.

"Besides, look over there."

Flim pointed in one direction with his jaw as he squeezed the other twin tail that remained. Running your gaze over there,

"Ah."

And there was a quadruple who was supposed to have fallen through the yellow and green gate before us, each rolling in a strange position.

Speaking of which, neither me nor Flim have a scratch thanks to the "Protection" I put on just now. They were also apparently all safe as to whether the effect of the defensive technique they were putting on when throwing them away remained. Though I don't seem to have woken up as one so far.

"And one over there"

And, saying something unexpected, Flim pointed behind his back.

"Huh?"

Besides us and the Quadruple? And I looked back wondering, surely one of you, a long-haired feminine figure, had fallen. Wet as wet as we are.

"... Huh?

I looked too familiar in my outfit. Armband on pale long jacket. And a hair color that is loose and fan-shaped but also resembles copper wire. Are you losing your mind, the eyelids edged by long eyelashes are closed and the color of your eyes cannot be confirmed. But if I wasn't mistaken, I'd have rugged beautiful eyes in there.

"-A, Ashley............!?

It was that Ashley Leoncabarlo, who mediated a private fight between me and Nievez, who was falling on his back with no strength.

"Duh, how did you get here...!?

"What, do you know him?

"Yes, no, you know me or what - you told Flim! That's him, the one who stopped me and those four guys fighting!

"Oh, of the example Knights of Pale Red Flames... why is someone like that in here?

"Well, that's... I don't know..."

Rather, I want to hear it. [M] Regardless of the four Nieves, why is Ashley here?

"- That?"

And, by accident, I realized.

"? What's wrong?

"No... Speaking of which, those people aren't wet, are they?

On the lawn, he points at the quartet in an undressed position like he rolled off a dizzy bed. Flim pointed his amethyst colored eyes at them, making them patchy.

"Oh, it's true. But what's wrong with that?

"We're wet. Mr. Ashley over there is wet too... Does that mean...?

"... that the timing of the fall was the same as that of the Atassis?

I knew you'd think so, and I nodded. but that brings up another question this time.

"... I didn't see you, but Mr. Ashley has been with us the whole time...?

I mean, you were watching over us hiding like the other day, right? But why again? No, I've done that before, but why is she spying on me in the first place?

Could there be Mr. Zelda, too? I think I'll look around again, but I don't see any shadows like that. Is it just one Mr. Ashley today?

Secondly, I noticed that I was hearing water flow from somewhere. Apparently, he was overheard on the surface of consciousness. There are probably waterfalls nearby because the water also mixes up the sound of falling from high places. This is all green. There was a water source and it was natural.

At the same time, this must not be a phantom or anything, but a reality - and it made me realize it.

If the situation was inconsistent, there was still a possibility of illusions or dreams.

- One, what's going on...?

If you don't even know where this place is, you don't even know what's going on and you're here.

Everything, I don't know.

Only for a moment, I'll be on my way.

"Well, what is it?"

Lifting his forehead sticking up on his forehead and looking up at the sun floating in the Ethereal Dome, Flim said as if he were in other HR.

So I got me back, and I spin my thoughts hard.

"Uh... find out where this place is first, no, try to get in touch with the Hannus before then, and find a way back to where it belongs..."

When I roared and counted my fingers, Flim, haha, and it exhaled a very deep sigh already.

"Hey, that's gonna happen... oh, come on..."

"Uh..."

I can no longer find the words to say to childhood taming, who groaned in a heartfelt gloom even in this situation. [M] Nevertheless, don't complain because it's totally better than being seriously hit by darkness.

When I suddenly thought the bread and dry noise rang, Flim was pounding on both cheeks of his own to keep him in the mood.

"- Okay! Well, let's just wake them up, and we'll all share the information. Maybe some guy knows about this place, like the yellow-green gate just now. Atashi, I'm gonna wake those four idiots, so Hart's gonna wake up something over there."

"It's Mr. Ashley, Flim..."

Just say it. On the back I walked out to Stasta and Niebeth and the others, I'll put the word of correction on it for once. Flim retrieves the durgasati he had stored in storage before falling into the hole again and for some reason comes close to the quadruple as he rotates with Hyun-hyun.

"Oh, don't be too abusive. Yikes...?

I just knew I wouldn't ask if I told you, but my voice had to turn down. Well, the boulder flim won't hit or kick someone who's passed out either, so I trust him there.

I, too, felt somewhat closer to a hibernating bear and decided it was time to walk over to Mr. Ashley quietly. Feels like I saw it. I know I'm fainting, and I don't think I'm going to get rampaged up as soon as I wake up, but my bad feelings about her made me do that.

I woke up in the middle of what used to be a scrambling junction. From there, the quartet was on the north side and Mr. Ashley was about ten meltres away on the south side.

"And if you'll excuse me..."

Stepping closer to the lawn, I could see an unusual sleeping face, surprisingly - I don't know what to say - on the back of the swordswallowing image I had the last time I saw him. It almost looks like someone else, partly because of the loosening and spreading of the hair I was making into a cygnon in the back.

"Mr. Ashley? So, are you okay?

Stand right nearby and speak up, but not even picky. I saw no trauma and no bleeding. I have breath because I look up and down regularly around my chest.

I bowed down and called again with my hands next to my mouth.

"A, Mr. Ashley, are you okay? Can you hear me?

No, I can't. It's like I'm not responding. No way, I hit him in the head and he's in a coma or something -!?

In a bit of a panic, I flexed, grabbed Mr. Ashley's shoulder and shook.

"Mr. Ashley? Mr. Ashley!?

"... ugh..."

A groan that sounds glossy at any rate leaks out of her pink lips. Good, I had a reaction. I stroke my chest down with relief.

"Are you all right, Mr. Ashley?

…………

The pimples and eyelids snapped and opened up. Rugged eyes peek through the gap. I moved my body and cast a shadow over Mr. Ashley's face, wondering if the sun must be dazzling.

"... what is it, Julius... you go to people's rooms again on your own -"

"Huh?"

I lean my neck unexpectedly to Ashley, who fell asleep and mislooked at me or called me by the name of a different person with the sound of sleeping with Munya.

"- Who, is...?

Then she noticed the difference, frowning and praising her face, rubbing her eyes and staring at me to try to focus her eyes somehow.

…… - Huh!?

They were able to recognize the current situation correctly. Similar eyes were opened to Lapis Lazuli, and Mr. Ashley breathed heavily. Bikun, and muscles all over the body tense and jump gently.

"Oh, um...?

"Be- beoooooooooooooooo!?

The moment I chewed and screamed, something amazing happened. Mr. Ashley swung his legs up abruptly as he lay on the ground, circling his body like a dango bug as it was and turning back. At that time, the nail tip of the armored shoe rubbed my jaw tip. I thought I'd gotten up with a tremendous amount of momentum, and then I repeated the backwards upside down rotational jump as per the screw and away at once. At the end of the day, when I decided to go backwards and land, I was holding two pale, full-blown shooters in my hands, completely in a combat position.

It was a series of moves, like a stranded beast.

"... uh..."

To be honest, I have no choice but to round my eyes to unfold too unexpectedly.

"- Why, why are you here?!?

An awful, confusing cry burst out of Mr. Ashley's throat, unimaginable from his calm and deposited appearance the other day.

She's turned her desperate shape this way from more than ten melts away, and she's absurd in her breath at all costs. Potatoes and intermittent droplets are dripping from copper tips long enough to reach your hips, disturbed by intense movements.

Apparently he's still asleep, and he thinks this place is his own room - I guessed.

Raise your hands gently, indicating no hostility.

"Oh, uh, please calm down, I..."

"Breaking into a lady's bedroom, etc.! That's assuming with the brave........................................................................................?

A prestigious and inexcusable pneumonia stalls halfway through, disappearing into buttocks. I could see the hoisted rugged eyes swimming left and right and gradually understanding the current situation.

…………

Ultimately, Mr. Ashley will be stiff and just stare at my face. potari, and a drop of Shizuku fell from the tip of his jaw, black stains on the cracked asphalt.

Having learned everything, Mr. Ashley's change was dramatic.

"-... ugh!?

Her fair skin stained bright red in an instant. The color spreads instantly, from the tip of his ear to his throat, with momentum as if he were more red than Mr. Villey's deep red eyes.

Shan, and Shortel with both hands fell down to make a tall noise. Armorgrab, who should have held them until just now, is shaking like a newborn deer, though in a moonlit way.

My lips, which I thought were peach rose buds when I was losing my mind, are now wide open and in battle with flirtatious. Is the droplet at the end of your eye a Shizuku dripped from your hair or a tear?

"Ah, haha..."

Though there are some things I think are different, when I think about it in Mr. Ashley's shoes, this situation is too shy of boulders. I mean, it's too painful to watch. This one gets harder. Therefore, I decided to deceive you appropriately while overtaking. [M]

"So, are you okay? Um, hey, are you hurt or something? And, by the way, I'm sorry... uh, I didn't quite hear what you just said... I'm sorry if it was important..."

I had a grin that wasn't too bad, and I threw up a terrible white dialogue.

But Mr. Ashley can't even afford that, and he's shivering with a pull. Maybe my voice hasn't arrived.

"... ah... wah, I, I... I, am..."

Mr. Ashley, having difficulty with words and attitudes, nevertheless managed to squeeze his voice out.

It was then.

Suddenly, a roar and shock ran like a big rock had fallen from the sky.

Both me and Mr. Ashley jump on their shoulders in amazement, turning their bodies to the source reflexively about something. Behind my back - that's where Flim headed to wake up the quartet.

"Ah..."

In a way, the sight was there as expected.

Asphalt and the ground were heavily submerged around the flim showing their backs here. Is it around ten melts in diameter? Nieves and four other people sit out of their hips on the sprawling crack of a spider's nest.

The center point of the asphalt, which, when looked closely, fell, was the right foot of the flim standing with his arms together. The area around the candle has been buried on the ground. Maybe he did [something] with Skylaider's ability. I would hardly have listened, as a threat to the four of us.

"Ahhh......"

When I sighed at my cousin, who ended up exercising strength, I turned to Mr. Ashley and suggested this with a drawn grin.

"And, for now, why don't we exchange information? We don't even know where we are, and we're in trouble. Uh... and anyway, why don't we do something about this situation first...? Right? Hey...?

…………

Now I should have misled you with all sorts.

For once.

The four men, who were shown Flim's chilling smile and one scale of ferocity hidden there, were to respond to the exchange of information, albeit unacceptably.

Regardless, when I rendezvous, I said, "Temeye, how dare you just now!" And my anger reignited, but when Gong, and Flim slapped Asphalt with Durgasati, he freaked his whole body out as if struck by a thunderbolt, and strayed his gaze in the direction of not being

"... chip!

and only sounded like a loser. He growed up with tongue-beating.

On the other hand, Mr. Ashley agreed to the exchange of information to see if the previous failures were catching his tail. stroking his shamefully disturbed hair, leaning it down like a curtain, hiding his expression,

"-Okay."

Just say.

Only slightly from me, I could see him biting his lips with regret, but I decided not to look at it.

Me and Flim, the quartet and Mr. Ashley. A total of seven people gathered in the middle of what was a scrambling junction to confirm the status quo.

In conclusion, first of all, nobody knew where this place was.

"I mean, we were in Renababe, weren't we? Why are you out there?

Nieves is foolish with a face that looks like he chewed up a bitter bug. In contrast, only the voice was answered by Mr. Ashley, who regained tension.

"This isn't necessarily the real outside world. There is also the possibility of a well done simulator. Because the wisdom of the ancients is at a height that we cannot afford today."

Collecting her loosely wavy red gold hair in front of her left shoulder and putting it together with both hands, she pierces Nievez and the four others with a dangerous gaze. I guess I'm not comfortable with Mr. Ashley as well as Flim. They all turned away looking uncomfortable.

"But this much space, huh? Can it all be illusions?

"Ancient civilizations are robust buildings like Lunatic Babel, civilizations with countless supertechnologies, such as SBs and artifacts. Nor will it be possible to distort space and create a 'finite yet endless' world, like the 'Klein's'. It's just my personal reasoning."

Ms. Ashley also responded without precipitation to Flim's question, which arose while pointing to the Ethereum with her palm. That voice, full of intelligence, reassures me with wonder just listening. I was very comfortable, to be honest, including a more cooperative attitude than I expected.

…………

I tried kicking and rubbing the ground at my feet with the bottom of my Combat Boot. Well, and the feeling and sound of biting the sand. I don't really think this is what was simulated, but in fact, in the ruins, the components turn into a monster called SB, which hits Explorer. With that in mind, I don't think there's much more to it than what Mr. Ashley calls a simulation of an exclusive space.

"In fact," SEAL "communication with the outside world remains disconnected. If it's a highly oriented means of communication, such as a switch or router, it might go through...... who's connected to a person who's not here?

To Mr. Ashley's inquiry, but no one raises their hand.

In principle, the interior of the site (Relics) is unable to communicate externally via the global net. For some reason, I don't know why. However, this is common in all relics, and the "SEAL" and human collective unconsciousness mediated "Collective Sikun Chronicity Network" is a mechanism that is disconnected from the outside world internally. Perhaps obstructive measures due to the design of the ancients - is a powerful theory, but it is definitely the product of an unprincipled supertechnology, as is the automatic generation of components.

As Mr Ashley said, the status quo, the outside world - i.e. communications to the city - were not connected. Therefore, it is presumed that this is likely to be the interior of the site.

"Uh, me and Flim - oh, it's her there - are just connected by a switch... other people in the other hierarchy should be using the switch too, so you can't get in touch..."

Local nets using routers and switches can also remain connected inside sites disconnected from the global net. Of course, the further apart the relative distance, the weaker the communication intensity, but definitely better than not.

If we "BVJ" were in possession of the router, we would have contacted Hannu and Rosé on the other tiers - no, the boulder was too far from the 111th tier and around the 190th tier to communicate properly? But an emergency signal or so could have been delivered. With that in mind, it was still the idea that clusters were poor.

A few secads, Mr. Ashley, who was leaning down and was the wind of something in mind, looks up unexpectedly.

"I'm Zelda - no, only one of my guys connected by router should be inside Lunatic Babel, but I'm still unable to communicate right now. We're sending out an emergency signal for once… unfortunately, it should be seen as unlimited."

This calm settling, when I thought I felt like I'd seen it somewhere, I realized it looked like her boss, Mr. Karellen Olstead, who was nothing else. If I say that if I turn to Zhu, I will turn red, but if I behave with someone as cold and sharp as that dry ice, will I be able to think and act naturally and calmly even in such an emergency?

Mr. Ashley's predictions were thrown away, hah, and Nieves threw up in a throwaway bowl.

"I don't even know where this is, I can't even call for help, what am I supposed to do with this state, oh? Who is responsible for this? - Hey, are you listening to me, Hancer?

He turns his hateful eyes to me and spits on the ground. Apparently in him, I was responsible for everything.

"Stop it."

"Good night."

The voice of restraint was immediately and simultaneously uttered. It is Flim and Mr. Ashley. When they realized that their voices overlapped, they looked at each other's faces and eventually gave their say "go ahead" to Flim from Mr. Ashley.

See how that goes,

"Hey, what the hell, Temee and the others! You're so sick of breathing together! Oh, what's wrong with me!? This happened because, hey, it's all because of the bums out there! This wouldn't have happened if he hadn't escaped and made the train!

Niebeth, who had an aggressive gaze from the two women, wolfed without being halfway there. Point at me, raise your voice and quarrel.

"Oh, yes, they do! How many of them are passive, Train. Wake them up!" "And he was thrown with such a mess of momentum! If you suck, you're dead, Goraa!" "Because if that bastard hadn't run away, he'd never have gotten lost in such a strange place. Wow!

Followed by Red Coat, Nose Piercing, and Knoppo also criticize me mouth-wateringly.

Flim sighed boringly at them like that.

"You know what? Like I said, you deserved it, didn't you? What do you think started this? First of all, because you guys attributed it to our Hurt for crap reasons, didn't you? In a way, it didn't just have a natural outcome. It's nobody's fault this happened, it's your own fault. You guys have a lot to blame for shifting that to someone else, don't you? I think it's a good fit for a fool."

"Gu......!

Flim's words were no longer a mixed-minded toxin, rather than spicy. The blameless tongue is wielded, beating the quartet with overwhelming firepower.

There, Mr. Ashley's pursuit was joined by a cold, sharp light in Ultramarine's eyes.

"Don't you feel sorry for your motives in the first place, you guys? Beowulf's in good shape? Shamed by him? Are you shelving yourself? You think you're doing something you're not ashamed to show anyone anywhere? Which direction was your shame in when you were waging violence against him and making him laugh?

"Guru..."

Again, one mouth shot without mercy pierced Niebeth and four others. To a bunch of gussas and piercing words, they all make their faces bow down and shut up.

"Oh, uh... Um..."

It's me on both sides being defended, but I don't know if it's an evil atmosphere in this situation on a boulder. So I raised my voice and my hand to try to stop them, but still their tongues didn't stop.

First of all, how old are you? Aren't you considerably older than Hart or Atashi? That's what it is. I feel sorry for the big adult because I wanted to. Besides, 'I thought I'd be thrown to death'? You know, you don't seem to understand, so I'm telling you, did I help you? And yet Trainger Trainger... if it was just those Atahsi and Hurt, I would have gotten away with it right away, and if you weren't even there, nothing would have happened. Yeah, it feels like I just came all the way out here to help you guys, and this is crazy, right? What do you know about it?

"Ugh......!

The knife of words is the chest of Niebeth and the others. It seemed to be slashing them. A blade of blame that is merciless and hassle-free and dust-free even determines my heart just listening on the edge.

Even though this is enough lethality,

"After all, what do you guys want? To humiliate Beowulf and denigrate his status? That's fine, but I did, and unfortunately, it doesn't improve your status, does it? Do you realize that? Rather, if it turns out to be out-of-the-box, your ratings will only go down further. There is no gain in one thing. - Again, what the hell do you guys want?

…………

Further rolled out, whipping the dead, but every now and then to Mr. Ashley's inquiry, the four could no longer even groan, but only stare at each other with the ground.

From somewhere, I feel like I've heard a broken heart.

"-Ma, well! Ko, why don't you take this story and think about doing something about the status quo now anyway!? Hey!? Hey!?

Too brutally, I accidentally went in between to shelter the four of them. Maybe, or no doubt, I don't think I have the kind of in-laws or reason to shelter them, but I couldn't forbid the women to go and shatter the four hearts mercilessly more than to be thankful.

You predicted that I would stop here, and Flim lay down his eyes silently and let him flaunt his shoulders. Meanwhile, Mr. Ashley exhaled small,

"Yeah. The status quo is better than sticking together. You can work with everyone on this scene and try to get out. It depends on me trying to keep their fangs out with it too. - Beowulf, I don't need you to tell me."

Instead, I can say it with a caged voice of emotion and turn away a lot more than when I blame Niebeth and the others. Even if I didn't, he said the matter of the bedtime speech earlier was still dragging his tail.

"Right, now we're in a situation where cooperation is more imperative than skirmishes, right? That's the best way to survive."

Flim hammered him, smiling like an angel and nodding yeah yeah.

For a moment, a chill runs on Zorr's spine.

An unnaturally perfect smile. I know Flim isn't laughing from the bottom of his heart when he floats it so pretty that he visions white cold air.

- No way...!?

Ahead of his gaze as he fought a nasty hunch, Flim's amethyst eyes with his arms together gave Mr. Ashley a glimpse.

Your mouth was smiling, and your eyes weren't even smiling like this.

"So, Mr. Ashley, is it? I wonder if there's something I should explain to you, too?

He had such a hard, cold, scary voice, like a tone fork on an ice cube.

"What is it?"

Without getting her hair in, Mr. Ashley questioned her with a pointy voice like an ice pick.

No, can I say that I inquired into this? If you dare to say it in Niebeth style, all I can think of is definitely being willing to sound like, 'What are you wearing and saying in a meaningful way, Cora? Tell me what you're complaining about. Well, if I say it, I'll never forgive you', and I'm going to choke with my breath stuck in the air a few more steps than I did in the first place.

Flim laughed with a voice that was no surprise that the ice pieces peeled off. A beautiful curvy drawing, suspended frown and eyes send a demonic flush to Mr. Ashley.

"You blur when you're white, huh? The story is coming up. You're just like the stupid quartet out there, peeking into Kosovo and Hart from behind."

"I don't deny that you were hiding and observing, but it's terribly unpleasant to be treated the same as them"

sharp as cleaving with a sword, Mr. Ashley said. Is it because your head spins fast that you can respond to Flim's mention without any buildup? Its grand standing reminds me of a steel castle somewhere.

The side of my childhood familiarity pointing at me with a cold grin and the icy thorn gaze by the top cluster executives bump into each other in front of me sandwiched between them, scattering an invisible spark.

"Heh? That sounds like a big name to me the way you put it, but what the hell is that? If the Peeping Demon has such a thing, I'm talking about it."

"Even if I did, I don't think I need to tell you about it."

Buzzy! and the spark that was supposed to be invisible seemed to have blossomed greatly at the moment. A scream is about to leak from the back of my throat.

Ugh, Flim's lips broke so that something he couldn't enjoy spilled.

"It's tough, too, to make something that doesn't even look like it? You don't have to do anything, do you? Did I mention your boss, Miss Sword, Villy? Anyway, what's his offer or something?

"I don't know what you're going to find out, and I'm not interested, but I think it's personal freedom to be self-satisfied with the conjecture of the lower house. Go ahead and do as you please."

It was as if we had knife cuts stuck to each other's throats. The atmosphere is charged and the explosion seems to be happening now.

My stomach is starting to ache.

"You're a nasty boss. Hey, I can't believe I let my men imitate this filth. I hear that beauty has a lot of personality skanks, but the only thing that's pretty with Miss Sword is her face, and the contents smell pretty dob? We're gonna have to be tough enough to keep Hart away from such a fucking bitch."

"- Anyway, I will not allow you to fool Captain Victoria any further. If it's any more, I won't tolerate it, even if it's Beowulf."

"- Heh? You don't hesitate to 'suck' our Hurt or anything. You say that?

"I told him in person. Yours is called a pussy."

The two wars instantly swelled to the red zone. No longer did the grin disappear from Flim's face, and Mr. Ashley's calm mask could fly, and they both lit a flame of anger in their eyes and glanced straight out of the front at some point.

When I got here, I couldn't wait to see the boulder in silence anymore.

"-Ma, wait, wait, wait. Both Flim and Mr. Ashley!? Not if you're in a fight right now."

"You shut up!

"Stay back, Beowulf!

As close as they really were, they kicked my arbitration with Azumi's breath. [M] Besides, both sides never see me. [M]

――

I lose my word when I'm overwhelmed by their power. There was no longer a gap to get in between the two of them, who approached each other until just before they hit their foreheads.

"What does that mean? He was after our Hurt as a piece of shit, but you're not gonna tell me why, and you're not gonna apologize? - I'm not kidding! I'll give you back exactly what you just said, but what the hell do you want?

"I repeat with ours, Beowulf has been overprotective for a long time, hasn't he? There's a woman who doesn't deserve the name of a brave man by reason. If you want to hear why, isn't it reasonable for you to come in person to hear it, not to speak for you?

"I'm not out of line! The guy who was hiding and sneaking around has no explanation or apology!? I'm telling you, under no circumstances can you trust such a suspicious person!

"Fine, then, I'll let myself be free. Rather, it is clean with no legs and hands. Please, you and Beowulf join forces with the four fools there to make an escape. Please don't worry about me!

…………

Something broke when I finally made a noise in me about the two arguments heating up gradually.

- At a time when we don't even know where this place is, there's no guarantee that we can go back to where we were, and we all have to join forces anyway - and more importantly, at a time like this, we have a fight that could cause internal division?

No, I don't know what that means.

And these two are supposed to be smarter, more courageous and more capable of acting than I am?

I don't know what it means more and more.

I mean - you can't, you know.

At this moment, the weir of my heart was cut off in many ways, and I struck out into bold actions that I would normally never take.

Sooo, breathe heavily. And

"STOOOOOOOOOO!!!

"" -!?

Flim and Mr. Ashley, who were staring at each other, freaked out on their backs and looked back at the loud, stretched out with all their spirits. Niebeth and the others, who were then struck, look up as if they had been played as well.

After confirming that my loud voice was sucked into the sky, I decided to stay acquainted and first opened my eyes to surprise and shot a strong gaze into the stiff flim.

"That's too much, Flim! If I treated you like a bad guy before I asked why, even Mr. Ashley would be stubborn! Besides, Mr. Ashley told me a lot, but you did tell me you got help as a result! I know you're angry for me, but you're [your sister]! If you don't talk to me more calmly, my disciple will be in trouble!

"-... oh, yeah... oh, sorry..."

I apologize for looking at me as if I could even see a lion's roaring raven. I don't know what it is, but I'm being pushed by the momentum. Rarely, my back was slightly drawn.

I turn next to Mr. Ashley. She looked as if she'd even met a crumb in the woods. He's staring at me like he's half-witted.

"Please calm down, Mr. Ashley too! Earlier, you said it was more important to cooperate than to stick together! Because it's definitely Mr. Ashley who's calmer and smarter than anyone else here right now! It's a time like this that I'm in trouble if you don't calm down! And my cousin was very rude! Excuse me!"

"... yes, no... this is me... the... me too, my mouth has passed..."

I broke my hips and lowered my head deeply, and my voice fell on my back, pounding and whining confused.

Phew, and I exhale with relief inside. Great, apparently you both calmed down. I'm really glad this isn't going to be a funny thing, like going from a verbal fight to a full-fledged one. If that happens in such a place where neither the right nor the left can tell, it will surely be impossible to return to the city.

And nevertheless, they both sedated and really more than anything else -

"- To?"

Safely looking up, Flim and Mr. Ashley and the Quadruple were all staring at me with weird eyes. If you want to analogize, it's as if you've seen a cow squeal heen - or give a look like when all of a sudden a girl in the god of the living tells you to 'be your concubine friend'.

I panicked at the heavy air.

"Uh... oh, sorry... loud, out loud...?

It surprised me, and I accidentally clapped my neck and apologized with my eyes open to all of them.

But no one responds. Six pairs of eyes, even a rare beast, stare at me.

When I think about it, I realize that it could have been a drastic statement. Because of the stress, he seemed to lack a slightly reluctant spirit. Could this be Hannu's influence? It's unusual for me, and I feel like I just said what I wanted to say.

"Oh, my God, I'm sorry, I, I can't fight at a time like this, but, you know, I'm thinking...!

Now I realized the lack of reluctance of my words and actions, and I was upset. I panicked and didn't line up the excuses well, and I don't know what I'm talking about in all sorts of ways.

"- What kind of child are you at all..."

Flim was the first to recover from stiffness in the untouched air. Probably because you know my personality as a child. [M] As I recall, she purposefully shook her shoulders and said, "Oh, boy."

"I'm sorry, you sure made a mistake with Atashi. I'm a little too far ahead of you. - I'm not even going to apologize, but for now, I'm putting you on hold until you get back to the city about the burglary. Is that all right with you?

Acknowledging her own handicap, Flim turned her pranky gaze to Mr. Ashley.

Ashley, who wraps up an atmosphere slightly cooler down than earlier, once again deadlines a curtain to hide the emotions on her face and nods with calm deeds.

"I don't mind. As with you, I'm not going to apologize for this one either. In the short time to get out of here, thank you very much."

Although it was a disrespectful response, as I had just declared, Flim seemed unwilling to poke at her anymore. Nodding lightly, he goes on to point the water at Niebeth and the others.

"You're not complaining, are you?

"-Oh, whoa..."

With a smile in front of him, and a smile that only looked like an angel, Niebeth and the three behind him agreed with the look of lead stuffed in his throat.

In the meantime, now we have an impromptu cooperative attitude.

Once again, I will look over at the members who are here.

A familiar childhood and cousin Flim.

Mr. Ashley, one of the four "Knights of Pale Red Flames" third seat "Cartesian Third" led by Mr. Villey.

Niebeth, who was a former 'NPK' newbie, and his people - I think - but I don't know the details - the Red Coat, the Nose Pierce, and the Knoppo.

And me.

Honestly, I don't feel comfortable calling it a cooperative attitude, or I feel I can only do it to the extent that the precision is' non-contentious' and 'information-sharing', but this is still the case.

We had to do something to get back to Hannu and Mr. Rose alive.

"So let's just go from introducing ourselves. Oh, I'm fine. Honestly, I don't even feel comfortable with Atashi. I can't help it in this situation, can I?"

Immediately after Flim brightly suggests, add something you don't have to say.

Mr. Ashley lay down his eyelids quietly, and Nieves and I all looked at the flim with the eyes of 'Say it or Normal'.

Whatever you think, the future was difficult.