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

Over Floating Oshima, a second explosion struck today.

"Oh, no, I'm not reluctant to say that we're allies. How much trust can we have, or are we not friends from time to time...... no, do we have the latter only for him? I guess we have such a nice relationship where we can get real with each other. Anyway, he's the one who should be my master. I'm in trouble if I'm not that much of a person. Trouble or not, it doesn't change what needs to be done."

Far from the stage of the game, a point in the Ethereal Dome. It is the beautiful red-haired boy who is observing the battle that takes place in the floating islands at certain coordinates. He has a cynical grin on his mouth and his light black brown eyes against his bow shape.

In a space of nothing, Ayja even sat there as if she had a chair, legged gracefully, and just watched the game evolve.

His eyes grasp everything that happens in the floating islands. Anyway [here] is a space created by Ayja herself. There's nothing I don't know. More detailed (Tsumabi) than Chiriko can monitor the player's situation.

"Still, that's something that's been buzzing me up like a good one. That girl - yes," Princess Xiaolong "- calls herself the master's only best friend. No, you make more fun moves than I thought. I didn't think I'd take my original enemy to my side and pawn the game. With that kind of talent, you'd be far better than My Master. He has a talent for excellence in battle... yes, regardless of what we want"

With eyes that foresee everything, but Aija never [hands out]. He thus observes from afar the sight of himself weaving between the master candidate and the other players, only to utter his thoughts.

Because that's what this game is all about.

Only for Ayja herself - though.

"Other than that, you're blessed to have company. Everyone has the strength to be able to reverse the situation if at all distracted, even if it does not extend to Master Ragdis' earnestness. Exactly the word 'comparable' is approachable. How dare you gather all this delicacy? I wonder if this is also the morality of the master. Or... destiny? No, no, ha. It doesn't even look like me. I've said things that don't even exist."

Eija laughs bitterly at the revelation of her random thoughts. Originally, AI does not devote resources to futile thinking. but he dares run a random thought circuit on auto and enjoys unexpected results being computed. Nothing is boring enough to calculate the result I understand. Unexpected calculations, unexpected results, and unexpected developments are the ones that make your mind jump.

"Shit. Apparently, I'm 'fun'. Is this a good thing or..."

Ayja, whimpering her throat, accidentally cut the words with her word butt floating. Close your mouth and leave it open for a while.

And.

"- This is a new discovery. Unexpected, uncounted events were supposed to be pleasant, but when conditions changed, they were something that made them so unpleasant"

He pointed his voice and turned the topic of solitary to something else.

No, no.

Until earlier, it was a complete solitaire, but the next statement was a clear, speaking tone to others.

That should be it, too.

"... whoa, this is... I'm so sorry. It's the one with the odd exception address, so I was wondering."

In a space where no one else was supposed to be Eija, but the deep voice of an adult man sounded. As soon as possible, it emerges in such a way that its appearance creeps out of the atmosphere.

Dark hair, sunglasses, and a tall man in a black suit and coat. He even wore gloves, and only exposed his skin from the neck to the top, except for some of them - he was just a "black man" all over his body.

"It's very unpleasant of you to come in casually because it's rare. An intruder is exactly what you are."

The black man appeared without sound behind Ayja, but the red-haired boy doesn't even look back. I don't even have to see it. This space is all over Eija's palm. Because you can see everything without looking at it.

"So, yeah, this is how I apologize"

Kusu, smiled the black man, letting him shrug his shoulders to delude himself. As such, he lightly deceives Eija's tongue.

Ayja quietly laid her eyes down and shook her head (wearing it) slightly.

"Apologize and you'll be forgiven. Your attitude is called" disrespect. "But... I've never seen you like this before, but at the same time, I miss you a lot. So are you. What?

In response to the inquiry, the man began to advance his legs in the air. In the void of nothing, but the sound of hard shoes echoes. It's as if there's an invisible floor.

The black man, who walked over behind Ayja, nodded small with one hand on his chest.

"Yeah, of course. What can I say, you think the word" disrespectful "suits you quite well, don't you? And - [Nice to meet you], [Long time no see]"

…………

To the man who greeted him oddly with a smile, Ayja looked back as if there was something to feel. He circles his neck and glances over his shoulder at the darkest man.

"- Right, I see. [Should I have said that]"

Break face like a child who finds a new toy.

I kept my hips up and stood up.

Now turn from body to body, and put one hand on your chest just like a man,

"Welcome [Nice to meet you]. And [long time no see]. When the hell are we going to face each other like this, Kuniya?

With an invincible grin, I return a strange greeting as well.

My distance, I can't reach it, but the more weapons I pull out, the more time I can reach it. An exquisite sense of distance, like friendship or even hostility.

"Well, when are you going to shake it? Well, at least at a time when [I] or [you] have no reason to know."

The man known as Kunigi also replies with a smile, but he does not know what form the eyes hidden in the sunglasses take.

Eija closed her lid as if to return the interest. I was wondering if you would show me your thoughts. And lift your tongue as if you feel the wind on your skin,

"Well, yeah, I sure am. Anyway, we're new here. I said I miss you so much. It's a strange thing."

Phew, exhale loudly, and Ayja opens her eyes.

"Well, that's why I've never wanted to see you?

The worded beard pierces the skin of the slope. but the unwillingly blackened man nodded to Eagle Deep,

"Yeah, that's an odd encounter. Me too, Aurgermill."

returned equally pointy words.

In contrast, Ayja opened her eyes and pointed her lips. Raise one hand and gesture to stop the nearest one from pushing.

"Whoa, would you mind giving me that name? My name is Ayja. At least that's what they call it at this stage."

"Excuse me for this, Ayja. Excuse me. May I introduce you to my friend? She seems to want to come to [here] too."

"Say no, but you won't listen anyway, will you? You can do whatever you want. I'll do the same."

One girl magically appeared there as Houyi waved her palm wrapped in pitch-black gloves.

"... ho"

Seeing a young girl with a friend of Cheungyi's, Ayja gazed lightly and exhaled with admiration.

Meanwhile, the girl invited into the air by the guidance of Gunyi,

"- Phew...? Oh, nothing..."

He looked around looking bored and threw up in his veins.

"Agnell, it's rude to tell the truth. Look, it's empty. There are clouds, too. We're floating in the universe."

To Kuniya, who deliberately explains, Agnir turned around and gave her a full smile. Then, with the sound of a rolling bell,

"- And even if you don't, are you making fun of us? Qu Yi Han"

"No, there is no extermination either. I'm sorry if that sounded like it."

And as soon as the girl held the vermilion Japanese umbrella in her hand with a stick, Kuniya raised her hands and apologized.

Then, the grin disappears from Agnir's face and changes to a clear look.

"When you don't say anything extra if you want. You know, attitude is polite, but it's black in the stomach. If you open your mouth, you'll just get poison. Careful."

The girl wearing a kimono with gold and silver embellishments in a deep red fabric with both shoulders on her face turns to Eija.

Blue, red, different colored eyes.

"- Really, who are you? Do you know Hakuni Han?

The person who answered this question was the one Agnir indicated in his jaw.

"Oh, right. I do know him, if that's true. That's how we know each other. Though I'm never being cordial. 'Cause, look. Everybody knows about cockroaches, right?

All the time, there was a pungent atmosphere in a place where only the sky and wind. We cannot scatter this air, whether it be a strong breeze blowing at high altitudes. Because the three of us are constantly creating disturbing signs.

"- Well, shall we get back to business? What are you guys doing here? I'm sorry, but I'm taking it in right now. I hope I'm not interrupting."

Place one hand on your hips, weigh on one leg, and Ayja stands on a slope. I mean, I'm saying 'go home' out of the blue, but he was sure he'd ignore it even though he realized that was the case with the other two.

"As I said earlier, Ayja. I found a strange exception address during the walk, so I was curious to interrupt, and I arrived here."

"Damn, it's still something you do extra, isn't it? Well, fine. Then I'd have done my job. Will you please leave?"

Agnir laughs couscous at Agnir, who was stunned by the way he expected it to unfold and frankly demanded it in a stubborn manner.

"No, wow, I still don't want to introduce myself, but are you going to drive us back already?

Eija returned a cold gaze to words that were only obviously mean.

"Introduce yourself? You don't have to do that. I know all about you."

"Oh, that would surprise me back. Of which I thought you and I had never met before?

"Oh, you've certainly never seen him before. And I've never known the personal name Agnir before. The god of the living," Rochedark. "

…………

In Ayja's last words, Agnir's eyebrow roots came strong. Deep wrinkles are engraved in young beauty.

"... Khunya Han, what the hell is this guy"

Agniel, who was clearly in a grumpy mood, asked Kuniya in a tone that was no longer hesitant.

But Zhouyi shrugged his shoulders,

"Oh, no, that's crazy. Given who he is, Agnell, you should know better than I do, though?

"Huh?"

When Agnir looked back at what you were talking about, the person who told her, "What the hell is this?" replied Kuniya.

"Right, that should be it. But, Kuniya, unfortunately, they don't know about me. Anyway, I just met Vikyril, and he didn't seem to notice me.

At that moment, Biku, and Agnir's shoulders jumped. I heard words I wouldn't listen to - that was the reaction.

"... what? What did you just say?

The bottom of a girl's voice freezes. It was the kind of voice that managed to contain the irrepressible and squeezed out on it.

"Vikyril? Did you just say that?

But the restraint of the young girl was known. As soon as I uttered the name, there was an outpouring of enthusiasm from Agnir's body. The "SEAL" of the whole body excites, and the intensely reddish dark, deep purple color - the geometry of the sandalwood color runs through the skin. Blue, red, and different colored eyes are lit with phosphorescent light, shining to represent the intensity of emotions.

The silver-haired girl, possessed by a quiet passion, keeps her exfoliated intent to kill at Ayja and makes repeated inquiries.

"Hanumoon Weikiril? That Hanumoon sister? Are you staying here? What are you doing? What are you doing? See?"

Fever also gradually enters the cold, frozen voice, increasing the temperature. Eventually, as a burning flame, it scorched heaven and sprayed up,

"- That's not an answer!

To name but a few that folded the question, Agnir raved his voice absurdly.

For a moment, intense surgical power overflows violently from the small body. The vast amount of surgical power that turned into a brilliant glow in sandalwood filled the surrounding space instantly. The radius of a few kilometres becomes a huge area filled with intense surgical power, focusing on the coordinates with three people: Ayja, Agnir and Kuniyi.

If you're a syndicate creature, you won't drown just being there - it was too ferocious a flurry of power.

"... this surprised me. I can't believe the power of the gods has been so powerful so far. [Though I knew it], [I've never experienced it before]. I see."

Surrounded by sparkling particles of light, Eija looks around and exhales with admiration. From right around the corner, I don't even want to go through Agnell, who stares at me with his gaze.

"- Well, calm down a bit, Agnell. A little on the boulder."

With a soft grin on his mouth, Kuniya poked a knee by Agnir and put her hand on the girl's stripped shoulder. As soon as possible, a contradictory "black glow" is injected into Agnir's "SEAL" from the palm wrapped in black gloves.

…………

Agnir remained silent, but began to suppress his power. The spill of red purple aura, which is somewhere toxic, slowly stops (mostly) and slowly fades away. Still, it should be noted that the sharpness of Eyja's gaze did not change.

Eventually the surgery, which was so overflowing from Agnir's body that I thought it was infinite, diffused completely. Once again the cold air at high altitude takes its place, and a strong wind blows between the three.

As now, Agniel, who noticed the palm of the slouch placed on his own shoulder, shook it off with a small hand.

"... okay, let go."

"Oops. Excuse me for this."

Pessi, and Xuanyi, who was excommunicated, stood up, making only a mild apology without evil against him.

Agnir opened the Japanese umbrella he had in his hand unwrought, holding it on his shoulder and turning his back on Ayja. They cut off each other's gaze and cut off their spiritual spaces by an open, vermilion Japanese umbrella.

It was small from the shadow of the Japanese umbrella, and there was a deep breath.

"... sorry. If you don't, there's no blood on your head, and I'm sorry. Forgive me, will you?

There was an unpretentious creep in the voices that I made that were different from when I was furious.

But no fool goes out of his way to trample a visible mine.

"- Oh, of course. Roshdark, the god of the living. Or should I call you Agnir?

"Heh, hon. Call me Agnell about us. Easy."

In front of Ayja's eyes, the walrus, walrus, and Japanese umbrella spin.

"Really, though it's a different story - did you just say 'taking it in' or something? What did you do that for?

After apologizing for his disrespect, Agnir has changed his question. Ayja answered the question, knowing that she would eventually want to hear about the existence of becoming 'Vikyril', or 'Sister Hanumoon'.

"What, there's no such thing as watching a game. I was just enjoying what was happening on that island. Just when the game has entered the good realm, I don't want to be disturbed by anyone else..."

With that said, Ayja turns her faint black brown gaze to Kuniya. Like stabbing a nail at the first person who broke into this space, because it was your fault, so to speak.

Regardless, I'm not the kind of man who wanders into such white eyes.

"I see, [the game]? Create even such a large exception address, and this is also. No, no, I don't know which area is' there's no such thing ', but have a very good hobby. By the way, does the current god Vikyril participate in that game mean that if" Beowulf the Brave "Ragdishardt, you do the same?

The boulder Ayja is also poked by an unexpected name that has suddenly emerged.

"... you know him?

Therefore, I even gave a far-fetched response. Returning a question to a question means affirming it out of the question. Eija admitted that Ragdishardt was in the game with an attitude, not words.

Kuniya nods as she pushes up the bridge of her sunglasses with her middle finger in one hand.

"Yeah, aren't you a celebrity? Oh, or are you too oblivious to the rumors of the Lower Boundary? I'm a young explorer who's been showing up in a sudden headache lately. It is mainly called" Beowulf the Brave, "but there are other aliases such as" Thunder God (Indra) "and" Great Hole (Dark Horse) ". A little, no, you could call it a pretty different type. Actually, I'm interested in him, too."

"Wait a minute, Kuniya Han..."

"Yes? What is it, Agnir? I'm trying to tell a very important story right now."

Do you know that you, Sister Hanumoon, are with that brave man?

Agnir inquired in a sharp tone as a razor as Kuniyi tried to protest lightly when the story was blocked.

Needless to say, it's anger and hostility that seeps out of that voice. It doesn't just depend on the response - that willingness was expressed as plausible.

But there is also a say in this for Kuniyi.

He shrugged his shoulders and showed them in a spicy manner,

"Yeah, you knew, didn't you? What's that?

"Huh! Why don't you shut up about us -!"

Gunyi stops Agnir, who set fire to his anger and exploded.

"Agnell, thank you. You seem angry, but I should have been a good informant, right? Ragdis, I've given you all the material about you, and you should watch the videos and stuff, I told you properly, right? If only we had looked through the material, we would have also found out that there is what you call" Sister Hanumoon "there. It's a mistake to pass on the consequences of your own neglect to me on a boulder."

Presented with an honest argument that doesn't even sound like a goose, Agnir gets stuck in words.

"- Huh...!?

From Ayja hid in the umbrella and I can't see it directly, but only the signs that I was biting my teeth regrettably came true.

"Oh, no... oh no...!

Agnell tries to sue for something even though it's clogged because he couldn't fit in. The two men, Tsugumi and Ayja, watched silently what happened to such a girl.

Eventually, Agnir's tears sounded weak as he passed through his anger.

"-...! Oh, I don't know... If you did, tell me. I didn't...! Ohhhhhhhh...!

It was more of a squeezing groan than a scream. My throat is crushed by the urge to cry, and with an unusual voice caught in my airway, even [sneezing] finally begins.

"What, whoa... whoa... that's, like, messing with me, dude, hey... dude!

"... Huh? A, Agnir......? Um, hello, are you crying?

"No, I don't think that's something you need to ask a boulder, is it?

Agnir's shoulder tremor propagates all the way to the Japanese umbrella, and the vermilion ring is shaking heavily. With that sight in sight, Ayja put extra pointers into Kunyi, who now asks too many questions.

But interestingly enough, the blackened man, who didn't move until the moment before, began to get upset as soon as he saw the tears of the god of the living. Apparently, as for Kuniya, I didn't think the god of the living, Roshdark, would cry so far.

"This... you've come. Agnell, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to harass you..."

Poking his knee into the air where nothing is supposed to happen, Kuniya enters under the Japanese umbrella. The excused words still had only an excusable effect, and Agnir's tears showed no sign of stopping at all.

"Oh, my God. This isn't a child shelter."

As for Ayja, I just have to open up and shrug my shoulders.

He came on his own, sat on his own, and started something like a crazy fight on his own. I can't deal with them. It's ridiculous.

But, well, fine - Ayja peels her gaze off from the two of them who are no longer losing interest, and rethinks so. For better or worse, Sekiya and Agnir seem to have gotten us into the world of the two. This would be a big deal for a while.

In the meantime, isn't this a relaunch of game watching?

Once again, Ayja began to concentrate her consciousness on the floating islands as she sat in an invisible chair.