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

'-Co, what does this mean, Beowulf!?

Mr. Ashley's voice in a hurry splits his ear.

After all, or as expected? He didn't tell Mr. Villey about the swordsmanship guide to me.

"No, that's the... what do you say... well, in the making..."

Me and Ashley are having a conversation right now on the "SEAL" direct call. If my "SEAL" is complete, I can also interact with video, but now that it's a borrowed "artificial SEAL", I was just talking audio.

"Nah, what is becoming!? What kind of accomplishment does this mean?!?

The call icon depicted with the words "audio only (sound only)" moves greatly to represent Mr. Ashley's emotions.

As a matter of fact, after that and after this and the excessive bending, "something" was decided.

What do you mean by "something"? If you dare to explain it in one word...

"Rag Dishardt Intensive Enhancement Plan".

Will it be a string?

From beyond the call icon, Mr. Ashley screams without room or other fine dust.

"What the hell kind of magic can I use to work you out from tomorrow until Captain Victoria. What a story, so awesome!?

Yes, it is.

That's how it happened after Mr. Villey from Amazing Zoo was released.

A bomb statement thrown unwrought exploded on the surface.

"SE," Artifact Holder (Sacrid Carrier) ……? "

Quite frankly, I put the noun on my tongue. It was a surprise, just a word I thought I'd hardly hear anymore.

"Artifact" - Until I met Mr. Rosé, I thought it was an urban legend or an obsession, but a real supernatural force. In fact, I see the power of Mr. Rosé's "superpower" and the "fusion" that Siglos, the mastermind of the Volkling Circus case, owned.

- That's what that Mr. Villey has...?

But is there such a coincidence? If it's true that there are only twelve artifacts that are told to people. I can't believe all three of them come together in this floating city float rise in this wide world...

I had no idea how to react to the surprise, and I stared alternately at Mr. Villey and Mr. Rose with a frightened face.

"- For a long time, I thought, hello. At that time... when I told you that Siglos was the" Artifact Holder, "you didn't look surprised. I thought it might be possible to react like that either because you know the artifact is real or because you're an artifact holder.

As he sits on the couch, he looks straight at Mr. Villey with his amber eyes, and Mr. Rosé spins his words quietly. There is no hardness in that voice, no hardness in the expression. It just seemed pale, just stating the facts.

"... Miss Sword, since when do you think I'm the Artifact Holder?

Were you aware, Mr. Rose asked, omitting the word. Yes, "the artifact holders know each other if they are nearby," but Rosé once told me that there is a condition that says, "Only when the force is activated."

Mr. Villey lay her eyes slightly down and lowered back to the couch again. Then answer Mr Rosé's question.

"In Lunatic Babel's" Hierarchy Without Opening, "you, you used the power of artifacts quite a bit, didn't you? It was then."

I open my mouth and nod, "Oh, uh, I see." Speaking of which, it is true that at that time, Mr. Rosé was using the Hercules as a servant (handle) in the Recycling Overdrive, which uses the power of artifacts. It is a matter of reason.

"Of course, I suspected it since I first met you. You use the word" artifact owner. "I'm surprised."

- Is that it? But then, Mr. Rose. 'Cause you could have noticed Mr. Villey's presence?

And I wondered, did you hear my heart?

"Or rather, didn't you notice? I was fighting a herd of dragons with the power of my own artifact.

Mr Villey inquired the other way around. In contrast, Mr. Rosé shakes his neck sideways loosely.

"Hate, because back then I was desperate to look for Mr. Rugg and Mr. Flim and to serve the Hercules even after I found them. I was rather wondering if your leisure time to notice my presence at that distance, with a flock of dragons in front, deserves more amazement."

"It's no big deal." Soldiers are like featherworms to the owners of artifacts. You do, don't you?

"I can't speak that much Australian on a boulder. At best, I said big lizards."

I'm kind of talking about a different dimension. I have no choice but to round my eyes to Mr. Villey and Mr. Rosé, who praise each other on a level that I don't understand a bit from a regular person.

That's when. Suddenly Mr. Rose's eyes sharply pointed and his aggressive gaze pierced Mr. Villey. As soon as possible, the air in the room becomes stiff as if it had clotted.

"- By the way, from now on," I don't want artifact takeovers between artifact holders... "I'm watching, how about that?

At that moment, I was nervous as if the indoor atmosphere had charged. Mr. Rose and Mr. Villey's gaze clashed in hollow and I wondered if they scattered sparks.

Fear runs on my spine, and I swallow a saliva I don't know.

It is suppressed by a critical lower limit to avoid irritating Mr. Villey, but it bursts from Mr. Rose's entire body - it was indisputably [murderous].

Pickle, and Mr. Villey's long golden eyelashes tremble. Deep red eyes narrow and gaze into Rosé's eyes, which emit harsh light.

Often, the two stared at each other quietly - eventually, closing their eyelids from Mr. Villey.

"... yeah, right. I intend to. If I could, I wouldn't want to ruin things with you. We don't have time, and we'll talk about that another time. What do you say?"

Kusu, with a small laugh Mr. Villy suggests, the swordswallowing atmosphere that was leaking from Mr. Rosé as he responded lurks the shadows.

"Yeah, I agree. Now, let's go on."

"- What!?

Now I accidentally raised my voice to the bomb statement that popped out of Rosé.

Instead of the three, the fourth!? No, it's not - that Romnick is the "Artifact Holder"...?

Everyone's gaze concentrates on me when only one voice has spoken.

"What are you surprised, Rato? From the way this story goes, there's only one place to go."

Hannu, who kept his back of his head in my chest, raised his right hand and stuck my cheek in a puffy manner, without looking back.

"Ugh, yeah... if you ask me, I sure am..."

Suddenly I was surprised that Mr. Villey named him "the Artifact Holder," and I couldn't get my head around that much. Well, I cut out the artifact story from the "Unevaluated Items," so that's certainly the only way to get to the conclusion.

"Uh, sorry, Atashi, I don't know..."

And here, Flim raised his hand as a jerk. He has a rare, oddly sorry half-laugh.

"What is it, Mr. Millibertiflim?

"Oh, flim is fine. It's a long name for an athlete."

"Then call me Villy, too. Besides, you're getting old, and you don't have to be so polite. From the youngest little dragon princess of all, I don't care."

Hiya, and Mr. Villey give Hanu, who fits into my nostalgia, a pranky glance.

"Mm...?

From me I can only see the heavenly side of Hannu's head, but apparently he didn't care about his current gaze. An unsatisfactory roar leaked out of my little body. I can easily imagine using different colored eyes as jitsu eyes and lips as a letter to.

"Bye, Mr. Villey. I'm sorry I interrupted. Er, I'm sorry, Atashi, but you're not sure about the artifact. For once, I've heard some from Mr. Rosé... what is a sole, in fact?

"Oh, well."

I spoke out of the blue. [M] Speaking of which, Flim has hardly ever seen a phenomenon caused by an artifact. I wonder if it was precisely "Hierarchy Without Opening," when Mr. Rose let Hercules play (recycle). But Flim was damaged and flustered in the head then, and most importantly, he was in the middle of a fight, so he shouldn't have been able to even look at it much.

"The power of Mr. Rosé during this time? Then I saw a chill. Look, the guy who was using the gatekeeper that Hart knocked down. But the Siglos that Hart fought a while ago, he was also the Artifact Holder, wasn't he? For what it's worth, it looks like the guy I saw on the video was using a different kind of power again. Well, the battle with Hart was too intense, and most of the footage was taken from a distance, so I'm not sure."

I've been explained to you by Rosé, and I understand it somehow, but to tell you the truth, I don't really know the details.

The only thing I know is that it's a hell of a force is that it stains itself without jokes.

"... well, we have to start with that explanation before we can work out what to do. I wonder what Mr. Rosé has told you?

"Surely there's no such thing as this, is there?

Flim pointed his amethyst eyes at me, so I flipped the memory drawer, too.

"But unlike the formulas and data that you install in SEAL... I heard it's like a concept..."

"Those who possess artifacts can sense each other, but is that a feeling that those who do not possess it have no idea?

Hannu has also participated. As Flim hammers,

"Yes, yes. Later, you heard about the different types. Sure, Mr. Rose's guy named" superpower, "and Siglos's" fusion. "Is that it? Wait a minute? I mean, what's going on with that Siglos artifact now?

"[It's here]. Half, though."

Mr. Villey puts his hand on his chest and says it out in a tone that doesn't matter all the time. At that moment, Picun, I could see Mr. Rosé reacting small.

"... only half, then?

"It's going to be a long time, so we'll see you next time, Princess Xiaolong. In the meantime, you seem to know the minimum you need. Well, that's quick."

Surprisingly tipping Hannu, Mr. Villey reverted to the story of his derailment.

"Well, it's true that artifacts can be called" concepts. "There is no form, it is invisible, and there is no sense of existence except for the" artifact holder "… it is very vague and vague except for the human being who knows the reality. There's no point in being told as a gaga or urban legend. But I don't think so."

Putting aside Ms. Rosé's theory that 'artifacts are concepts', Ms. Villey began to develop her theory.

"I think the artifact is a privilege."

"... and privileges...?

I parrot back words I don't usually hear. Mr. Villey concurred,

"Yeah, it's a" privilege "for this world - it's impossible for ordinary people, it's like a limited admin privilege that allows them to interfere with the world. For example, my artifact," Reality ", is" give authenticity "authority. Give mass to flames, that's what shapes the concept itself, converts the Spirit of the Word into matter... that sort of thing makes it possible."

With this explanation, Mr. Rosé spoke out about his artifact.

"Because my artifact" superpower "can be called" beyond the limits "authority. Upgrade the rank of everything - like amplifiers (boosters), such as, for example, removing the upper limit of augmentation coefficients for assistive techniques, and increasing the power of an operation. It will be possible to cross every limit value in this world."

This is exactly what it is, and actually using the Hercules is impossible without Mr. Rosé's artifact. By adding an artifact diversion technique (overdrive) to the "recycling" technique, it is not possible to use the Gatekeeper class.

"What's more, the artifact" fusion "used by Siglos is, as its name suggests, the" fusion of all things "authority. It is possible to take inorganic, organic and not just into your own body, or merge substances with each other. What's more, he went as far as the divorce of" blending a surgical and a surgical ceremony. "

Listening to that story, I am inspired by the field of memory. Speaking of which, that "corps recycling" should have been the case. He said Siglos was supposed to be completed as a single procedure, fusing the "Corpus Recycle" with the power of a conferring technique (geoabsorbent) that sucks energy out of the dragon vein and artifact, forcing it into the finished type.

"This privilege, according to the inheritance, is twelve in all. In other words, there are twelve different types of permissions, one attribute at a time. Any wish will come true if we gather all the artifacts - what an obsession, but if we do gather all these" privileges "... roughly, the wish will come true. It's still unconfirmed, but they say there's even a 'manipulate time' authority artifact inside. The name artifact is never Dade. A human being who collects all artifacts can undoubtedly be an" administrator "who can manipulate everything in this world.

You know, like, hey, oh, the amazing voices that I said come from Hannu, Flim, my throat. I knew the artifact was huge anyway, but honestly, it was more than I imagined. Because the artifacts we've seen so far were mainly used only in combat, there will be.

Surprised by the scale too much, the silence drops. It was the girl on my lap who broke it.

"... you said Rato's dueling opponent would have something left-handed, Villy?

"Yeah, that's right. Romnick Bagley... I'm pretty sure he's the" Artifact Holder ". That's what I checked. Just..."

"It's just... what?

To Mr. Villey, who clouded his verbal butt, Hannu asks again and again. Mr. Villey dropped his gaze on the table and said this with regret and regret.

"... I didn't even know the details of the other artifact. The reaction of the force was so weak that many people didn't realize it for a while, that they didn't even know who the source was at first. If Romnick hadn't reacted when I strongly aroused and camouflaged the artifact, I wouldn't even have been able to establish that he was the" Artifact Holder ". So how he used the artifact and what he was doing... it's unclear what attributes he has the artifact at heart"

Well, I'm convinced without a voice. That's when Mr. Villey said, "You just [noticed me], right?" Was that what happened? And that's why Romnick was so scared, too. I guess he didn't think that Miss Sword and the famous Mr. Villey were the same "artifact holders" as he was.

"- What do you mean? Hart had an unidentified artifact, and taking that into account, it's estimated that he has to duel with an A- or S-rank opponent...?

"Yeah, it will. Moreover," with SEAL paralyzed... "

Mr. Rose answered Flim's question flatly.

I dye my face pale silently. [M] My overall rating is D-rank. The opponent is A or S rank. Exactly the difference between heaven and earth. If my "SEAL" is adequate and I can use multi-tasking skills, I don't know what will happen. Yet until the day of the duel, it became unclear whether the multitasking at its core could be used.

Fine...... no, I'd say a pretty desperate situation.

Unexpectedly, the atmosphere of the venue becomes sharply heavier.

To the two words, Mr. Villey also laid his eyes down again, and now it was time to exhale in a deep sigh.

"... it was a miscalculation. I can't believe that at this time, Rag, there's something wrong with your" SEAL "... Sorry, it's my mistake..."

"What!? Oh, no... that's not true!

I accidentally raised my voice to Mr. Villey, who apologized from the bottom of my heart.

"Fuck, it was my intention to get a duel! It's not Mr. Villey's mistake!

But Mr. Villey shook his head to the side,

"No, instead of stopping it, I'm the one who even stirred it up. Besides, from the circumstances, I'm the one who put a straightening load on your" SEAL. "At that time, if I hadn't asked for the impossibility, maybe..."

"Oh, no, my" SEAL "hasn't been well for a while - so Mr. Villey hasn't been bad, so..."

"- Eh, I'm stuck!

Suddenly, my nostalgia Hanu tried to get up on the couch with a loud voice. but there was too much momentum and my face was just above me, so this jaw and silver hair tweezer clashed.

"What did you say?"

"Was!?

Me and Hannu leak groans of pain at the same time.

"" - Huh...!?

I have a jaw and Hannu has a headache. [M]

"-Su, I'm sorry, Lato, are you okay?

"Ugh, yeah, somehow...... ha, Hanu is the one who's okay?

Hannu looks back and rubs my jaw with tiny palms, and I stroke the heavenly side of Hannu's head with tears in each other's eyes. I was fortunate to not have to bite my tongue even suddenly.

Stroking each other's pain, Hannu stood on the couch this time not to step on my knees and raised her voice.

"What have you missed since the last moment? It would be useless to regret what has been decided later! If you're gonna turn your head, why don't you think about something more meaningful!

Remove the fan-shaped remote control of the Zhengtian spiritual symbol from the nostalgia, and stick the bish and tip to Mr. Villey.

"The Romnick and other people are stronger there than they were, and even more so, they have unskilled artifacts, and Lato's" SEAL "won't move for a while! What does Lato need to win on this condition! That's where we should think first! No regrets, that's what happens when it's all over! Stupid thing!

Billy and indoor air trembled over Hanu's big drink when the thunder rang.

Guru, Hannu looks back and points a fan-shaped remote in front of me.

"Lato! You will never forgive the man! You'll make him regret it!

"Ha, ha!?

Zubishi, to Hannu's tongue piercing, I had almost replied with a spinal reflex. She was even more intense,

"What does it matter who is the culprit and who is responsible there!

"Hey, I don't think so!

"Then what!

"Or I will win! And, anyway, I'll do my best to win!

"Come on! That's not what I meant!

Encouraging me to fold, I turn to Mr. Villey again and poke a closed fan.

"That's not how it works, Villy! Throw away who's responsible and who's bad, etc now! At any rate, the worst part is not with people like that Romnick and their surroundings! It would be unfortunate to say that we don't have time for that! Let's get this over with!

Just say what you want to say all at once, huh! Hannu sat down on my lap again, feeling like that.

Frequent silence.

Eventually, a group of women other than me - on a level that only Mr. Rosé could barely understand - began to rock his shoulders up and down. They are all laughing at each other's throats.

"- Right, Princess Xiaolong. You're absolutely right. That wasn't the time. Thanks, I'll let you do that."

Adult spare time, is that the guy? Or would you prefer to be a top explorer? Instead of being angry, Mr. Villey laughed joyfully and thanked Hannu.

"Now I think I know why you and Hart became friends."

Ha, and Flim laughed,

"As usual, you're an unimaginable luxury from the size of your body, Princess Xiaolong"

Mr. Rosé also plays in a tone that only plays with his heart, and he credits Hannu with that.

Thanks to Hanu's one drink, the heavily sunk atmosphere blew up all at once. Though, in a way, the same thing. Because of Mr. Villey here, I remember when I first met him, when he ate and hung up on Nievez abruptly.

"Now let's assume the worst and take whatever measures we can. Not to despair, but to hope."

A little bit, Rosé, who seemed to be hoisting the edge of her lips just a little, went on to make recommendations.

"Regardless of the fact that you don't know the attributes of the target's artifact, the worst condition for the supposed Mr. Rag is that" SEAL "will not recover by the time of the duel."

"Oh, I'm sorry. A word from Atashi about that."

Hiya, and even Flim raised his hand. Swinging an impromptu ponytail, my sister pointed her amethyst gaze and index finger at me.

You can't use Hart's SEAL right now, can you? You can't excite me, can you?... So you can't even take your arms out of storage?

"Ah......!

To that point, I once again tasted the feeling of blood pulling from my face.

Yes, it was. How could I not have noticed before? Even if I can access my original SEAL storage and check the contents of the borrowed SEAL, it's impossible to rematerialize it.

"I mean, what do you mean?

Hannu listens back to Flim without getting the guidelines. Flim clasped his shoulder, with a tired exhale.

"... Meanwhile, I just tuned up because I can't use Black Xuan and White Tiger. I mean, even the rank of the only weapon that could have won, Hart might not have the advantage."

I suppose you call this situation a four-way song, like an octagonal blockage. Did I even imitate the Witch of Destiny? [M] Or do they hate it as much as the snake scorpion? After all, everything seemed to pile up against me.

"For once, I think we can have quite a few by duel day, but I can't have those two on the boulder on the same level. As far as protective equipment is concerned, I'm glad Hart wore it from time to time. That's lucky to be unhappy."

Yes, I still wear the battle jacket Akireus, which Flim remade, so unlike Black Xuan and the White Tiger, I was only avoided from being able to take it out. Really, too subtle, though fortunately.

"That means that in the worst case scenario, you almost have to fight on your own, Rag, no support ceremony, no attack ceremony, no weapons are normal..."

Mr. Villey summed it up for me to whine about, but wow, that's tough. What a person like you, that rug, makes other HR-like thoughts a corner of your head.

Of course, as long as my SEAL recovers, I can somehow overcome these disadvantages.

"You have no choice. When you get here, there's not as much you can do. List what you need to do and do it anyway"

That's how it starts, countermeasures meeting.

The story itself was not much longer. Because, as Mr Villey said, there are too few hands to hit as it stands. Ideas quickly came out and quickly went into the step of how to implement them.

Reliably, I barely had to give an opinion. Because Hannu, Rosé, Flim and Villey talked to each other with precision, as if they had been best friends for years, and took constructive measures. Regardless, there were some disagreements along the way, but nobody tried to gobble their thoughts and they looked for a compromise right away, so it never got into a fight. Mainly, it may have been due to the fact that Mr. Villey's attitude, which made him chair in a disintegrating manner, was indeed a moderate one.

- You've made up your mind.

Finally, Mr Villey gathered everyone's views to decide on measures to combat Romnick.

The content - rather, it was such an overcrowded hard schedule that it was suspicious whether I could live and stand a duel.

If we scrutinize Romnick's record of past duels, we can deduce to some extent the nature of the artifact he would have.

"His battles are never flashy. Rather, it is orthodox and royal. As far as the footage goes, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he has masterclass combat skills. - If you don't have an artifact, we're talking about."

Rosé, standing opposite me, praised Romnick that way, taking a clear-cut stance.

"If you put his basic style in a nutshell, 'Ahead After' - that is, the way to fight ahead according to the enemy's movements. Even though it moves later than the opponent, it strikes first or takes a favorable position when it is in time. That's later."

I recall in my brain the footage that Mr. Villey collected. Indeed, Romnick in previous duels seemed to specialize in the method of warfare of inviting an opponent to attack and slap him in the foot.

"But what bothers me is that from time to time I seem to take 'Ahead'"

"Se, sen, sen...?

I inadvertently parrot back the unfamiliar words. I've heard of "Later Ahead" and "Ahead Ahead" from my master, but "Ahead Ahead" is my first ear.

"If 'Ahead' is a quick pre-emptive attack, and 'Ahead' is a counter due to reaction speed, 'Ahead' is the fastest tactic by [Pre-reading]"

Rosé said that 'Ahead' and 'Ahead' are similar and non-existent.

"Whereas' Ahead 'launches an attack on a speed-wise basis anyway,' Ahead 'launches the most effective attack after prejudging how the opponent moves. Unlike" later ahead ", where the opponent moves and then looks at its slight motion and center of gravity position to accommodate it, it is first [before the opponent moves] to predict its behavior and control the destination. Do you understand?

"Yes, sir"

I know by reason. From "Ahead" and "Ahead" to "Ahead", "Ahead" is uninterruptedly difficult and transcendental.

"It may seem like a very advanced technology if you ask this, but to tell the truth, this can be a relatively easy method of warfare if the combat action is a patterned SB. SB running with a simple algorithm makes it easy to predict the following operations: Everyone in Explorer will be practicing it on their SB counterparts for less. But if humans are opponents, it's different."

Was it my fault that Rosé's voice, who was speaking calmly and lightly, inadvertently lowered horribly?

"Unlike monotonous SBs, human movements are complex, individualized and of different tendencies. It's not that easy to prefetch. Regardless, during the battle, it is possible to block the escape route and direct the opponent's movements, but that alone cannot be said to have taken the 'first step'. But at least the video recording romnics seem to do this quite often"

Speaking of which, there were some strange scenes in the footage. Sometimes, Romnick takes a direct hit at the attack without the duel being able to react at all. It's like you haven't seen Romnick's movements, or...

"The opponent who is taken 'Ahead' is poked into the void. Anyway, there's an attack on the blind spot that I don't want you to come to the most, even though you haven't done anything. A blind spot in this case is a blind spot in the eye, as well as a [blind spot of consciousness]. When you get poked here, it's as if you're getting a direct hit as planned."

That reminds me of Mr. Ashley's sword dance, which will still keep an eye on me and Mr. Rosé from behind. Strange sword flashes, like jumping into the running orbit of a song knife (Shortel) from an SB person. That's exactly what Mr. Rose said earlier: "Ahead" to the SB opponent, that would be the ultimate.

"Shall I first ask Mr. Rag to experience 'Ahead', 'Ahead' and 'Ahead' respectively?"

It was the moment I told him in a quiet voice.

"Huh?"

The moment I spilled my voice, Mr. Rose's appearance was turned into a whirlwind.

Fluffy ash gray long hair and blue battle dress are sumptuous and approaching suddenly.

Buffoo! And by the time I heard the wind cut, it was already late, and Mr. Rose's clenching fist was stopping him from moving perfectly at the tip of my jaw. Wind pressure lifts my forehead. [M]

……

"This is Ahead."

Rosé pulled her fist as she said quietly, showing her stunt of accelerating from flat to top speed and abruptly stationary.

"Did you see my move?

"Yes, somehow..."

My distance should have been five melts away. That, in just a moment, was killed. Though I wasn't very focused, I couldn't react at all, even though I should have seen it.

"I can't react if I see it, or I can't make it. That's 'Ahead'. Next, then, 'Ahead Later'. Mr. Rag, keep attacking me."

Without releasing the stuffed time, Mr. Rosé restarted on the spot.

"Depending on your movements, I will precede you. As usual, reluctance is useless. Go ahead."

"Yes......!

I also re-caged my strength in both hands and legs and took a full combat stance. As soon as possible, pinned and tense tension rushes all over your body. Tingling and skin feeling poppy. At once, the will to fight daunted and the focus increased.

Explore the gaze and explore Mr. Rose's gaps. If you're going to get one from this distance...

Right, left and fist out, make him defend. So he just lowered himself and paid his feet.

It was a moment when I tried to consolidate that image and move it to execution.

"- Huh!?

Mr. Rosé moved on the arrow tip, which I thought put force on his right shoulder. When the arrow was released, the jab instantly approached me in front of me and blocked my vision, stopping perfectly at the tip of my nose.

……

I don't know how to breathe at a time when my mind has been read.

"This is' Ahead Later '. Now, Mr. Rugg tried to come forward, didn't he? I could tell by the movement of the center of gravity. And"

Listening to Mr. Rosé's voice, unconsciously I apparently tried to back off.

"Ah......!?

I felt like something heavy stone caught on my right heel and even got poked behind my knee with something like a stick. Uncomfortably out of balance, I butt cake on the white floor without the skill of exchange. If anything, it was Mr. Rosé's leg that was plugged in to tangle from the inside of his crotch.

Mr. Rose is looking down with his amber eyes at me in the shape of looking up from below without trying.

"This is the 'first step' - something like that. If you block your sight, you step back naturally and leave your legs in advance. This is like guiding, subtly different from 'ahead', but I mean, this is what it is. Instead of predicting from the opponent's movements, they read the future by means of vast rules of thumb, readings of the enemy's psychological state, or intuition almost close to prediction due to supersensation, or special abilities like artifacts, and attack there. Do you understand?

"Yes..."

Mr. Rose reached out to me, so I grabbed it and stood up. Then I heard applause for both of us from behind. Turning around, Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley, standing side by side, are banging their hands.

"It's brilliant, Mr. Rose. Even though it's a preliminary move, I can feel something very sophisticated from the flowing motion. My project - I'm a member of the Knights and I'm the same fighter as you, but I want him to be an apprentice."

"I heard from Beowulf that he was coached from outside of me... but I didn't think he was coached by as many masters as you. It should make sense for him to grow more than I taught him day by day."

Mr. Villey is in a brilliant upbeat mood, and Mr. Ashley compliments Mr. Meimei Rose with a slightly disgruntled atmosphere.

"I'm afraid."

Untouchingly briefly, Mr. Rose lowered his head lightly. This is Mr. Rose's default, although it looks like a strangely distanced response somehow. I have already told Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley that there is nothing else.

Well, it's time to explain where we are right now around here.

A white space with walls, floors and even ceilings. The size is about one side of the basket coat. Though I think you're making an approximate prediction at this point, you're probably right about that.

This is Lunatic Babel Hierarchy II. It is an unmanned room on the corner of it.

Lunatic Babel's one and two tiers have been changed security settings a long time ago so that SB doesn't pop. Because of this, some of the rooms that remain liberated are rarely used to hold some kind of event or rally. We were allowed to use this room on our own due to conditions similar to that nowadays, where no one would find it, where it would not be disturbed, where we could secure a large space - and so on.

Well, on my own, this space doesn't belong to anybody - there's no law in the ruins anyway - so it's not any bad.

By the way, this is for the record, it seems that previously it was fashionable for people who did not have a house to make the empty rooms of the ruins their place of residence. In a way, it's an idea when it comes to explorer-like ideas, but as I said, there's no law inside the ruins, and there's no police mechanism. So when a vicious explorer made an empty nest, rode a group into the room where people lived to commit robbery and murder, or shot in an attack ceremony knowing there was someone inside, people were gradually eliminated from trying to live in the ruins, with terrible incidents becoming more frequent. A little thought would tell the outcome, but no one seemed to think so at the time.

When it comes to what you're doing in such a space, it's 'special training' as you can see. Besides, Mr. Rose, Mr. Villey, and Mr. Ashley's threesome female jewels, thorough. However, Mr. Ashley, one person must be dissatisfied because for her this was water in her sleeping ear.

What else? Anyway, Mr. Ashley kept a secret from Mr. Villey about the swordsmanship guide to me.

It was last night. When my reinforcement plan was smoothed out at the duel control meeting at our base, I had a bad feeling that I would take a seat for the right reasons and sneak up on Mr. Ashley in the back. Then, as mentioned earlier, "SEAL" was annoyed over the call.

'I know over and over again that I wasn't the in-laws I could have said, but how come you are always so caught up in strange disturbances...!

Beyond the call icon, it seemed to me that Mr. Ashley collapsed, covering his face with both hands.

I don't care why they say it, I can't see for myself. In retrospect, I feel most of the trouble is coming from the other side. Looking back, it still seems like the turning point in my life was meeting Hannu. Well, whether I'm lucky or not, I suppose, depends on the way you look at it.

Villy, who stopped applauding and squeezed Rin's expression, sums up Rosé's story succinctly.

"So this is what Mr. Rosé wants to say? It's hard to get 'ahead' of the first enemy you meet. So it depends on the power of the artifact."

"Yes, but I can't confirm whether that power is a prediction of the future, a reading mind, or a" technology improvement "force like my" superpower, "or something like" sharpening the senses. "

Mr. Rosé, who agreed, lines up a candidate for a somewhat dreadful ability. Whatever was right, it's definitely a hell of a threat.

"Does Mr. Lortolinze have any suggestions for opening it?

Unusual for Mr. Ashley, he reluctantly let go of the question. No, no, I'm sure Mr. Ashley over here is in normal mode. She always has a tight attitude because she does things that make me angry a lot.

To Ashley's inquiry, Rosé quietly shook her head to the side.

"There's nothing more certain than a proposed opening,"

The anxiety in me swells slightly into the dialogue said in a pale tone. But.

"But there are bright ingredients. It's Mr. Rugg's superhuman concentration."

"Huh?"

The amber gaze suddenly turned this way, so I'm a little stunned.

"I can't think of anything effective as a countermeasure, but without fear of misunderstandings, combat is in principle a" must win first. "The point is, [I hope we can do the same]."

Mr. Rosé says it with a certain voice, but when he listens carefully, he realizes that he is saying something quite unscrupulous.

"Oh, the same thing...?

I get distracted, I lean my neck back and listen.

Mr. Rose nodded naturally,

"Mr. Rag has an incredible concentration of" Absolute Square "- that is, not incorrectly manipulating the flesh even when the physical enhancement factor is 1024 times higher."

"It's called the Zone."

"Yes, with that concentration that splits a thousand secads, you can undoubtedly take 'Ahead', and you should be able to control your flight ahead at a time that is unlimited and close to 'Ahead'"

Zone - Rosé flatly nods to Mr. Villey for putting out a word that means the ultimate state of concentration.

"This is true in combat and sports, but first there is the normal state of concentration 'flow'. This is a state of uniqueness, keeping a high concentration without pinching clutter. From here we call the 'zone' so extreme that we can increase our concentration even slowly and feel the passage of time. In the case of Mr. Rag, it seems that the depth and duration of this' zone 'are permanently separated."

…………

When I hear it this way, it's starting to seem as if it's some other HR, and wow wow, I think of that Mr. Rug as a person, etc. No, no, not if you're escaping reality, me.

"I'd like to make sure, Beowulf. Can you enter the Zone of your own free will?

Rugged eyes sharp, Mr. Ashley asks. I knew it was coming, but...

"- Wow, I don't know..."

I answered with a small voice, clapping my shoulders in a bad mood. Because,

"Um, you know, during the fight, do you say that there is a feeling that the switch is on... there is like a mode of combat in me, and when it goes in, my body moves almost unconsciously... so I've never been aware of that 'zone' or anything..."

"No, that doesn't matter, Beowulf"

"What?"

I just happened to wonder if 'someone named you at all...' would be offended, unexpectedly - I don't know what to say, but - Mr. Ashley was kind enough to affirm my words.

"A person who is truly in a state of concentration doesn't even think that he is now in a state of concentration, etc. Rather, because such thoughts are only noise. It's like you're dreaming in your sleep. The moment you think about something extra, you'll wake up in a state of concentration."

"I see."

I feel like I know. I shook my head vertically over and over again.

"But"

Shit, Mr. Ashley's voice went low. Like they poked a knife's cut through my throat, I'm thrilled.

"If you can't control that yourself, the treasure is a good place to rot. Regardless of not being able to get into a state of concentration at your will, I don't think so...... [you can't concentrate unless you activate the support technique] - I don't suppose there's anything wrong with that?

"Giggle."

"- What did you just say?

"Oh, wow, yes, no. Um!?

Shit, I accidentally spoke to my voice. I wave awkwardly at Mr. Ashley, who narrows his eyes and shoots his suspicious gaze, trying to delude him. but of course such a burning blade could not have worked.

"... No way, are you a drawing star?

"………………………… Yes…"

Zubari said, I surrendered to a long silent quote and nodded so that I could drool. Keep your hands appropriately shabby, while at the top of your head.

"Um... I don't know if I can... I always adjust my senses to the layering of the support technique, so that's the habit, or the activation of nature and the technique is triggered..."

In fact, that was also the case when Mr. Villey and I had a meeting in Sports Chamberlain. Without physical enhancement through assistive technique, no matter how focused you are, you couldn't reach the level you exit during Absolute Square. Since then, however, when Ms. Villey started using the supportive technique at her suggestion, the higher the enhancement coefficient, the sharper the sensation had become, and eventually it had adapted really well to more than a hundred times the enhancement coefficient.

"So the very activation of Strength, Rapid, and Protection has become Mr. Rag's routine."

"Yes, sir"

Rosé made it easy for me to understand an excuse that wasn't even my excuse.

I slip my gaze toward you, Mr. Ashley. Then there was a red-gold Sinyon girl with a grim eyebrow root that seemed unhappy. I swallowed a silent scream at the rugged stare that seemed even caged in intent to kill.

but.

Mr. Ashley sighed, fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh-fuh.

"... No, it certainly doesn't make sense. If I were you, I would have routed the activation of the support technique in the same way. But..."

"It's a shame, but this time that's the shape behind it. Normally, exploration restricts the use of surgical procedures."

Mr. Villey inherited Mr. Ashley's words because he seemed to look scared because he was taking me seriously.

"But it's not like you'll ever be pushed into a situation like that in the meantime." This is also a good opportunity. Mr. Rug, you should be able to get into the 'zone' without triggering a supportive technique activation. Isn't that right, Mr. Rosé?

"Yes, exactly, I was going to suggest the same thing as that"

Mr. Rosé affirmed Mr. Villey's confirmation. That means

"In other words... anytime, anywhere," Absolute Square "so that we can exert our concentration in the same state - do you mean?

To my summary, the three of them agreed at about the same time.

"Yes." "Yes." "What else do you mean?"

Especially Mr. Ashley's stabbing tales poke directly at him.

"I'm not even going to say to the boulders, no routines, no triggers. All you have to do is create something new to replace the surgical activation. Something easier to do and not restricted by the circumstances. Yeah, you might want to have more than one for a time."

"That's not all. No matter how freely you start putting it in the 'zone', it doesn't make sense if you don't get Mr. Rag's attack on your enemy. You can't expect to improve your physical abilities in this short period of time, so aim to speed up by improving your technology. Sharpen and refine the futile movement, and with the right attitude, the speed will increase."

"I'll leave it to Mr. Lortolinze to discuss the martial arts. Me and Captain Victoria coach sword moves. Together with the sword, the handless and the good on both sides, we should be able to expect more efficient and effective technology."

"What I need to do" stacks up so that I can fold it up with a big clap. Besides, with almost disregard for my will.

No, even if I know of course. Mr. Rose, Mr. Villey and Mr. Ashley think of me. In the duel to come, my heart is haunted because I want my victory...

"A fusion of martial arts and swordsmanship...... okay, that. With qualities like you, Rag, we might be able to do things that we don't even think about. I'll take that line, Ashley, Mr. Rose."

"So where do we start?

"No, Captain Victoria, Mr. Lortolinze. I don't care what you think, I don't have enough time. We should do it [all in parallel at the same time]"

My heart is a ghost...

"All together? That's a boulder, Rug. Is that too much of a burden for you?

"No, it should be okay. Please wait while I calculate now."

"Mr. Leoncabarlo. Mr. Rug's [pure foundation] also has to do with resilience, especially the speed of fatigue recovery. I was wondering if it would be okay to attack more rigorously."

"Really? Thank you, Mr. Lortolinze."

"No. And if you don't mind, call me Rosé. That's what the clusters call it."

"This is polite. I get it. Then call me Ashley, too. Best wishes for the next joint exploration - and what about this kind of calculation, Mr. Rosé"

"Yeah, that sounds critical, Mr. Ashley"

To ghosts... no, ah, to demons...?

"Lato, can you hear me?

"Ha, Hanu? What's the matter with you?

Suddenly, Hannu's voice came from a router connected via an artificial SEAL. It is a private communication targeted at me alone.

"I let you talk over the router."

Hanu is currently outside this room, near the entrance and exit. I don't think anyone's coming, but he's on guard, just in case. By the way, Flim is canning me into a rental workshop to get the most accurate weapon possible for a duel.

'Isn't that going to be quite a rough training?

"Well, yeah, we're all in a great mood... but I guess I can do it right..."

Speaking to Hannu in the reading, I heard a weak noise that I couldn't get out in front of anyone else.

Kufu, and Hanu laughs over the correspondence.

"Don't be dramatic, you're a rat. This concubine's only best friend. If you don't, I'll make sure you get over what kind of trial it is. My concubine's gonna give you a heartbeat."

'Or it's overrated, Hannu. I don't...'

'Really? Then why are you expecting anyone other than your concubine?

"Expect...? To me? '

'Well, if only the concubine says so, there may indeed be eyes as best friends. But even with Villey, who is not one of them, or Ashley, we see a prospect of growth. See, that's exactly what I was talking about. Isn't that strict training because of the prospects? You don't say this is what you expect, what do you say?

"Ah......"

Hannu's words fell to his stomach. As soon as possible, in front of me, and not even oh, I'm overwhelmed with more gratitude than ever before to Rosé, Villey and Ashley, who are arguing that this is not the case.

- Expect... you are... "I was called Bochi Hancer, by this me...!

"This concubine is not the one who expects the most from you. - So, Lato. Actually, I have a concubine and a stomach proposal, and I'd like to try it... okay?

"Uh, fu, abdominal proposal? Is that my special training?

"Uhm. My concubine wants to be a part of Lato."

There's no way Hannu wouldn't be happy to say this.

"Ho, ho? Yeah, I'll do it! I'll do it! Hannu's special training menu will do whatever it takes!

"Right, right, that's superimposed! I'll see you later. Because I'll tell you more when I change watches!

'Yeah, thanks! See you later!

So the private communication with Hannu is over. Then Mr. Villey walked away from the circle of arguments, as if he had foreseen the timing.

"Mr. Rag, you're wasting your time. I'll leave the details to those two, and we'll just get started. First of all, the challenge is to get into the Zone without activating the support ceremony.

Sulai, and taking the sword that crushed the training blade out of storage, Mr. Villey smiled with a grin, and a goddess-like face.

"Suddenly, but we want to see [how much we can put into concentration when we're cornered], so we're free to meet at first. Let's go."

Without listening to my reply, Mr. Villey, a combat gear wrapped in regular exploration, put up a sword. Oh, maybe this, the one that comes in without a question.

"Ha-ha!

I also panicked, embodying a training sword in my hands, and set it up. This was a recent restoration of a grandfather shaped willow leaf knife that had been crushed in the virtual space of the 'Hierarchy Without Opening'. But Flim said, "No, this is no longer a weapon." He managed to restore it to its original form, which was shattered, but it was forbidden to use in Explore production. I brought the blade to crush so I could reuse it for this special training.

"Then gradually raise the gear, just tell me when it gets tough"

Mr. Villey, who must have omitted the word, although he would not be remiss in saying so, kicked the pure white floor with momentum.

Thus opened my fierce training in hell.