Riot Grasper

"- Oh, I see it."

Riding on Luke and dancing in the big sky, he said that with a modest hand around his back pointing to a building that looked far away.

I haven't been away that long, but when I put the ruins where I'm based in my sight, I kind of miss them, too.

- In conclusion, we decided to leave the capital immediately after that.

Obeying the word of a woman named Hera was a shame, but she rebelled poorly and only wanted to avoid things that could be dangerous to the Forts and their wives.

Either way, even if we stayed in Imperial Capital, we were unlikely to find the thread for a solution, so we came to the idea that it was not a bad idea to explore this from the outside.

And that corpse that suddenly appeared... was, after all, Mr. Tolfin.

I only saw him once, but that evening - a man who advised me not to stick his neck in the troublesome thing, in a liquor store I visited relying on from the Emperor.

Normally, I guess they ended up moving around a lot for the Emperor when it was a blind eye.

After all, you mean the minister Gilbaran is a man who does not condone those who defy him?

You cold-blooded bastard, I forgive you. Seriously.

But... I've only learned a little bit about Hela's abilities.

Tip - that's what that woman said, but Mr. Tolfin was probably stuck in something like that glass ball (* let's just keep it as a sealed ball).

I don't know the activation conditions of my abilities, etc., but it's also likely because of the sudden appearance of a corpse in the place where I smashed the sealed ball.

Because… one guess arises from this.

- That is, Alisha, Mihasa's mother, may also be imprisoned that way.

... although there has been some progress over the lack of clues, the situation cannot be said to have improved much.

A hostage is worth living for.

Even if you don't imitate killing so easily, you can do harm whenever you have that ability.

I can't get my hands on it badly, and even if I take the sealed balls off my neck well, the only person who has the art of freeing me from it may be Hera, the holder of a major crime skill.

... How harsh.

Even if Hera, the possessor, dies, it doesn't necessarily mean that the hostages trapped in the sealed balls will be released safely.

Nothing, there are too many indeterminate elements.

Like Hera said, I make you stand clear - you dared to show off some of your abilities to make me give up.

And then... she said one more thing that bothered me.

- I think you should worry about yourselves first, rather than worry about people.

What this word means...... not that there are any verses at all that come to mind about this.

However, inflating anxiety alone with not much speculation would not yield good results.

If that red-haired girl could have answered the question......

And well, even while I was thinking about it, Luke winged its ambitious (* Luke is a female... and a very female) wings, and we arrived safely at the base.

"Hey Sage...... what's this sound like?

Before Rim told me, my ears also perceived the impact sound of metal bumping into each other.

"Is this the... sound of a sword trident?

There was one incident in Imperial City, and I was anxious about something, and I ran.

In that place, the source of the sound - there was a woman with beautiful silver hair.

The woman has red eyes like she's stained with blood, and she's gazing at the two of them facing each other.

... Well, it's Mr. Alba of the Blah Blah Demon Clan.

"What's up? That much for both of us? A lion and a wolf can hear and shudder. Compatibility is relative to those with antagonistic strengths, but also fruitful."

What a provocative dialogue.

Even so...... good. They're not seriously arguing.

Fighting Mr. Alba are Cecil, the half-beast man who draws the lion's blood, and Arnold, the wolf beast man.

I don't know how you were supposed to make up your mind, but while you were away for a while, it would be a pleasure if Mr. Aruba could have broken it down a bit with everyone.

"Kuh, enough response to resonate to the marrow of this bone. Apart from the demonic tribe that attacked me before, I guess since I fought you like this Se. How can it be so much fun to fight a toothworthy opponent! Haha, I'll show you what a lion means! Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

"Demons...? Even though I know it has nothing to do directly with those who destroyed the village, what remains inseparable is that I am still immature... If so! Only by trying your best to break the anger of the past! Even if there's a difference in strength, don't think this sword strike is easy! Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!!"

"Kuck, hahahahahaha!! its intent or good! I'm not sure I'm prepared to lose my life here, even though it's a match!? Then call me, you beasts!

...... eh.

I'm cracking this... right?

I don't know, it's a nori.

Mr. Aruba is laughing in a fancy way. It sounds like something fun.

Yeah, I'm sure it is.

But I guess I don't want you to have it until you're ready to lose your life.

If it seems dangerous, let's go in and stop it.

Mr. Cecil is equipped with a giant fuck that Augalord loved to use, and the spear erected by the opposing Mr. Alba is also a delicacy that he shredded out of the dragon's bones.

Speaking of which, these two were both highly skilled.

"Perhaps! If you hit it a little, you'll scrape off the meat!

- Until awesome, spear reward.

Mr. Cecil draws the blood of a lion's beast man, and the blow he produces from his mortal detached power is so destructive as to crush every bone, rather than meat, if it is a concurrent opponent.

Plus, it adds the weight of the big spear that the giant used there, so if you're alarmed, it's instant Pechanko.

Gah, gah, gah, gah!! Gaggin! Baggin!

A continuous sound, as if the iron plate had been shot out by a machine gun, causes the air to tremble.

That's right, Mr. Alba was under such an awesome attack from the front.

She also wields the spear of the dragonbone endlessly by the devil's human detachment.

Spears and spears collide, intense collision sounds.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

There, Mr. Arnold, who waved his sword wide, also joins him.

Though proficiency is only improved from when we first met, based on the fact that the swordsmanship skills in your possession are still LV2, it seems tough to deal with Mr. Alba... but his breath with Mr. Cecil is perfect, and more importantly, his temper for each blow is tremendous.

That's your father-in-law...... no, it's Mr. Arnold.

There have been a lot of intense meetings, but no matter how much, Mr. Alba, he can't afford the look of two serious people against him.

Somewhat more dominant is the Beastman pair...?

- The moment I thought that...

The bright red flaming light burned onto the retina.

The explosion shook the tympanic membrane, to the point that Mr. Alba exercised some magic.

In addition to her mastery, she possesses diverse skills such as bowing, body surgery, fire magic, and wind magic, all of which are of a high level.

Needless to say, Mr. Alba is an excellent combat expert in both martial arts and magic.

Did you decide in melee that you couldn't strike the two of them, or are you going to re-compartmentalize them by causing an explosion with fire magic?

Heh heh, it's a good memory now that Mr. Alba is about to be burned to the bones with a big fireball created by fire magic.

I mean... are you sure you're okay with this?

I was hysterical as to whether he was badly injured by the explosion, but Mr. Cecil and Mr. Arnold seem to have instantly taken a distance and not to be badly damaged.

- But perhaps that was Mr. Aruba's operation.

Mr. Alba, who had armed conversion from spear to bow with an explosion gap, squeezed a bow that seemed giggly heavy and fired several arrows at Mr. Arnold one after another.

"Nooo... Ku, let it go!

It was Mr. Arnold striking down the flying arrow with his sword, but the last one blushes his leg and pierces the ground.

By the way, if you can let me tell you from me that Mr. Alba has had experience shooting through the flank, I feel like her arrows are just scratching and choosing meat, yes.

"Guuuuuu... about this"

Mr. Arnold did not miss the slightly kneeling gap, and Mr. Alba switched his weapon to a spear and walked away.

The aim is - Mr. Cecil.

"You're gonna do it! I feel like I'm going to have too much fun crossing the line!

Once again, an intense meeting between Mr. Cecil and Mr. Aruba takes place.

"Hehe, I don't think it gets that hot in battle...... dude!

When it gets too hot, Cecil has a habit of taking a slightly bigger blow.

Mr. Alba did not miss that blow, and immediately after he had done a brilliant job, he twirled his spear and punched his opponent's abdomen with his thoughts with a stone bump.

"Gu......"

Was this a battle...? I thought so, but I wonder if Mr. Arnold, who was on his knees, is approaching right next to Mr. Aruba with his temper.

"Chi!

Unable to deal with Mr. Arnold's sword attack, blood splashes from Mr. Aruba's arms.

"Get on with it... don't get on it!

The two managed to indulge in an awesome storm striking a pair of beasts.

"Whoops!

"Nooo!

"... that's it"

While he was thus stopped by a gust of wind magic, Mr. Alba was also in the position of bowing and shooting at his opponent.

Are you using wind magic or are you still floating in the air?

The wind starts to concentrate around her, and one day a magical arrow forms that shines like the emerald I've seen.

Pah, and an arrow released with a bursting sound of something, I wondered if it would fly straight towards the two of us, but the emerald arrow showed unexpected movement.

A magic arrow split into hundreds of arrows and poured down.

It's - it's like meteor rain.

You're doing too much! Hey.

But they weren't the two that frightened me here.

When Mr. Cecil glances at him, Mr. Arnold snorts.

I wondered what to do, but the way to fight back is very simple and luxurious.

Mr. Cecil threw a giant fuck at Mr. Alba, who was floating in the air.

Plus, my God, isn't Mr. Arnold on the thrown spear a bit?

It is a separation that is possible by virtue of the superior reflex nerve of the beast man.

"Funny imitation"

Mr. Alba tried to change the orbit of a spear thrown by a gust of wind magic, but Mr. Arnold, who flew with the spear, strikes Mr. Alba by trying to protrude his sword.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!"

The two tried to get together and fell hard from the air to the ground.

... Gokuri.

"... ah"

I was unintentionally fascinated by a powerful battle, but just when I can keep doing this, someone is going to get hurt badly.

"That's it! Make it that far!

As they rushed to the point where they fell, Mr. Alba rang his neck cockroaching, bakicking, and stood up as if nothing had happened.

"What are you guys, when did you get back?

Mr. Arnold also rises up peeling as he pays for his bread and dust.

"Oh, isn't that a rim for Sage? You're back from the Empire."

"Ah, yes..."

You guys are so sturdy! Unexpectedly, it seemed like a scratch, but I might still have thought about adding or subtracting force because of the matching.

"Rim to you, Se, it's been a long time. Welcome home."

"Yeah, I'm home"

"It's just now. Mr. Cecil said... but he was working with Mr. Dore, who said he was going to create a new trading route, and you were back."

I remember that Mr. Dore, who originally hired Mr. Arnold as his escort, was to hire Mr. Cecil as well.

"Yeah, well, I came back the other day. Ray was home first, but Se said you and Lim were still in the capital. I was just worried about you."

Oh...? When Ray got back to base, he thought he was following Ren to Erindal, but is he still here?

"Hey... you don't have to worry about that"

"Haha. He definitely said he'd make a problem or something, so stick with him."

Grr...... Ray. Although it is undeniably strong.

- In the meantime, I decided to exchange greetings with everyone before taking a rest at the base.

There was a lot going on in Imperial City, and I'm a little tired.

"Ohhhhh!! I'm finally home!

Stepping into the hall of the ruins, Ray raised his voice like that, as if he'd found the criminal he was tracking.

"... I don't think so, but you're not being pursued for murder of a dignitary or anything, are you?

"Is that why!

Success! I also wanted to do a little imitation of slashing and throwing away the Minister of Virtue.

"I thought Ray was the one who went all the way to Erindal, so why are you still here?

"Shut up! Because you're not coming back!

Uh... is that okay with the perception that you were worried about us?

I'm worried about Ren, but I'm worried about us left in the Imperial City, and I ended up waiting here or something?

Somehow, that did a bad thing.

But there's something nice about Ray.

He's got me shouting cursing words, but he's worried about me one day.

Well, if I tell him, he's going to kill me.

"What are you laughing at so freely... Yikes!

Punched on the shoulder - commonly known as the 'shoulder pan' was relentlessly slapped in.

"Yes, you don't suddenly hit me!

"I kind of felt bad for laughing."

I can't believe you're allowed to act so unreasonably just because you laughed lightly!

Oh, that...? Mr. Lim? Can you stop staring at my shoulder for a second? I feel sorry for the dislocation on the day I got shoulder panned by you.

"So, did anything unusual happen while we were away?

To distract me from the story, I tried to lay down such a question.

"It's not unusual... but speaking of which, it looks like she's back again"

That kid...?

"Yay!! Long time no see. How are you?"

I can't forget this slightly unique way of talking.

"No, I didn't expect you to find Heavenly Green Stone so soon, thank you. Thanks to you, the orb restoration is in order."

Oh well... Kuroko delivered Heavenly Green Stone safely.

"This is how I came to thank you, but you and Rim are away. That... what is it? He kind of looks a little unfloating, but anything to worry about, Ali?

"Oh yeah...... kinda"

The red-haired girl - Shania.

It inherits ancient knowledge - the Dragon Man.

She had a lot to ask.