Three hundred and fifty-three.

"Hey, how long are you going to be asleep? Get up quick."

Turning to the voice heard from the edge of the burnt training ground, there was a man dressed in a simple coat.

One more thing. The assassin who should have been beside him is also rolling at the man's feet if he notices. In the moment when that blast flame came up, the man on the coat must have moved it.

The assassin replied, "My body is paralyzed…" and continued, "I'm sorry".

"Who are you?

Noyne keeps his big shield in place and carefully packs his time with the man on the court.

From the circumstances, I'm pretty sure he's one of the assassins. Moreover, from the standpoint and the sophistication, the exchange between the two, the man on the court could see that he was more hands-on than the assassin.

"Can this even be prevented by the Purgatory Fire? The boulder is a white prison. He's a pain in the ass, as rumored. But you better stay away from it."

The man who threw away the like of the boxes takes out two, three, four, five more of the same boxes and sprinkles them to restrain them.

Noyne, who saw it, abominably stopped looking at the man in the coat.

What was scattered on the ground was a technique called the 'Great Fire of Purgatory'.

But it's not just an instrument. What was burned to death by this instrument was a forbidden instrument with the terrible effect of becoming an immortal demon.

In addition, its power is also unique. It is vicious that even superior walls and protections burn down every single one of their procedures.

It's a terrible instrument, extremely powerful and extremely humanitarian. But nevertheless, the man in the coat who had all this number and used it without incident.

"Answer me, who is it!

Noyne asks once now. The man on the coat, by contrast, "Well, wait," the next time he took out the vial with room on his face, punched the contents in the assassin's face.

"Ugh... ah..."

Where you can't move with paralysis, that's how it works. He must have gotten into his eyes and nose, too, an assassin with a distressing voice. But it's also between bundles. I grew fond of my complexion and recovered by the time I could move in seconds.

"Excuse me, master. I took an unconsciousness."

The assassin, who thanked the man in the coat, took out the vial himself as it was, and took it all at once.

Apparently, it's a healing pill. Besides, it looks like a pretty good substitute, and I can see that the injury Mira inflicted is going to heal.

"Damn, if you don't think you're gonna show up at the rendezvous point, you're gonna have a lot of trouble in a place like this."

The man in the coat looks at Noyne with his sharp eyes, even as he tells him to be shuddered. Seems alert to any suspicious movements.

"That has changed the course of the castle…. More than that, Master, what happened to him"

After the operation, the assassin was scheduled to return to a determined assembly point, but was guided to the brilliant training ground by a defensive mechanism that was set up at Nirvana Castle. He asked, silently, as he talked about what was going on.

And when the man in the coat replied, "Oh, it's done," he just said, "Really?" and lay his eyes down slightly.

"Those guys... how long are you gonna ignore them"

The assassin and the man on the court started talking about it for a long time, as well as rebuilding his attitude. Staring at those two, irritating noin.

But he couldn't move in a detour. The cause is "Purgatory Fire" sprinkled with bulk.

If it were just one person, or if it were just Mira, I would have packed the distance to the effective range of the Chain Tied Wedge while I was doing this. "The Great Fire of Purgatory," I don't know what it is, but it's impossible to stop Noin's foot, which boasts an iron wall.

Behind him now, however, were soldiers to protect. If we get close enough to getting the assassin and the man in the coat caught in the Chain Wedge, now the soldiers are out of the barrier.

Therefore, if the Fire of Purgatory is activated, the soldiers will be extinguished. Therefore, Noyne has no choice but to remain on the spot.

Fortunately, there was only one person here who could shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Fair enough, not so sudden. If you don't know who you are, you just have to catch him and make him throw up."

Next to Noin, Mira, who stands there in dignity, said so with an invincible grin.

Mira was silent despite the fact that the man on the court and the assassin were in a state where they could attack as many if they wanted to. The reason for this was to be more certain that we were ready to tie them up.

And now it's done.

"I don't know who it is, but your lords are already completely besieged. You'd better keep him company."

Mira warns her to push her margins forward. There's already no escape route.

"You're the one who's better off staying put. Hey, Spirit Queen."

The man in the coat laughs thinly after running his gaze around him, just saying he knows who he is and what he is in his hand.

"Ho, you know me. If that's the case, surrender before you see the painful eyes."

"Hmm, I'm not kidding. But you do. Let's just say this is a sure way to go."

The man in the coat looked to the noise next to him, not to Mira, who said grandiose. Nervous enough to be alarmed.

Nevertheless, there is no choice in that either. Noine is the twelve apostles proud of the great nation Nirvana. Its visibility and track record are such that even the heavily active adventurer lightly outperforms them.

If they're going to set something up, they're watching that noise should be at the center.

But that doesn't mean you've neglected to be alert to Mira.

As the man on the court threw the knife at a flashing speed, it pierced slightly ahead of Mira's foot.

"Well, the Spirit Queen. If you were in the fight against Chimera, haven't you seen this? If you step forward of the place, not only here, but the city will be a sea of fire in an instant."

The man in the coat, who took the bottle out of his hips bag, says, trying to show it off. If you're going to follow me, you're going to involve the city relentlessly.

"Lord... give me something like that...!

The moment I saw the bottle, there was a lot of anger in Mira's face.

Bottles containing things like arms were filled above all with painful spiritual power.

Mira had seen something similar to the bottle. Yes, it's a spirit bomb.

There was a connection between Chimera Clozen and 'Ila Muerte'. The man on the court must have gotten this from that relationship. Inhumane weapons that will never be tolerated.

Now, I didn't know anyone was still going to use this. So angry, Mira glared at the man on the court.

I can't get my hands on it right now. Not only because of its outrageousness, but also because I am well aware of the power of Spirit Bombs.

If the Spirit Bomb were detonated, it would result in destruction beyond even the 'Great Fire of Purgatory'.

How many casualties would there be if they were dropped into a bustling city at a martial arts tournament? I can't imagine, but it was definitely going to be catastrophic enough in history.

"So, what's it all about?

You must have wondered how serious he looked, that's what I've been asking you, Noyne. To him like that, Mira explained. Briefly what a Spirit Bomb is.

"─ Such a bastard..."

Having finished listening to Mira, Noyne was stunned by the fact that it would turn the Spirit itself into a bomb, and at the same time exposed his anger.

To those who developed a sinful weapon called the Spirit Bomb and those who use it this way.

It's just that powerful weapon of destruction. Oh, and I can't get my hands on it anymore.

"Look, try to move a little bit. An unrelated people will suffer."

That being said, the man on the court handed the spirit bomb to the assassin and went on like this. "You already know what this guy's arm is," he said.

That means that an assassin can throw a Spirit Bomb and involve as many cities as he wants from this place.

"Damn...... It won't reach the boulder."

If we blow it up on this spot, we have the means to prevent it. But if we were to cope with a spiritual bomb that jumps over us, we'd lose touch with the soldiers' protection this time.

Looks like we're gonna have to pull this off.

Mira, who pulled out her shoulder strength as she gave up, said so clearly as she touched Noin's shoulder with that hand. I'm afraid I can't help it.

"Oh, yeah."

Moment Noin looked angry that he was going to give up here. But after a few moments, he nodded back, convinced that he had no choice.

"Yes, that's wisdom."

The man in the coat smiles invincibly behind his sharp eyes in front of Mira and Noyne. It must have been a pleasure to have gained the twelve apostles in their favor. It was stained with the colour of pleasure.

"Let's just push one thing"

Mira and the others can't move poorer than the Spirit Bomb is in their hands on that side. Then the man in the coat, saying so, activated it together. Scattered around, "Purgatory Fire."

Moments later, the surrounding area was stained with red lotus and the flames rose to the sky high.

Sea of Fire filling the training ground. 'Purgatory Fire' that explodes in chains. The momentum of the flames, moreover, increases, and that is what turns the surrounding area into purgatory as its name suggests.

Its overwhelming flames cause even fire whirlwinds to wind.

But Mira and the others were safe, even in the midst of so fierce a vortex of red lotus.

"That bastard......!

It's all about making noise. The barrier he deploys is that even this much flame prevents every heat from happening.

However, this must have been predicted by the man on the court. Rather than an attack, the implications of glare to hide escape routes and the like were strongly felt.

In addition, I guess it also serves as a stepping stone to escape tracking. If you get out of the barrier of Noyne trying to chase after you before you lose sight of it, it's a purgatory feeding situation.

Therefore, all that could be done now was to wait until the effect of "Purgatory Fire" expired.

"Damn, I'm gonna figure out how long it's gonna take to fix it"

So while I was there, there was no fine dust in the way I gave up on Noyne. Rather, I am outraged at the damage done to the training ground by the restitution souvenirs.

Why does Noyne have room while the men on the court do it good and get away with it?

The reason for this was still the presence of Mira.

A training ground with a fiery fire going backwards. The man on the court who escaped there and the assassin distorted his mouth once and happily looking back.

"You did it, Master. When it comes to the repentant face of that twelve apostolic bastard!

"Oh, that was totally refreshing"

Noin in front of the Spirit Bomb and couldn't get his hands or feet out. The two laughing at each other that moment was really a masterpiece, remembering how it was then.

Flipping the situation is exciting no matter how many times you go through it. Immersed in so much joy, the two rushed out toward the scheduled escape point. One of the Nirvana Castles, which is otherwise difficult to infiltrate. Using insiders for the only way out we could secure.

At least five minutes to quell the 'Purgatory Fire' sprinkled in the training ground. The man on the court was convinced that that would allow him to escape sufficiently without being tracked.

Yes, he said it would take at least five minutes for Noyne to be able to move off the spot more than there are soldiers to protect.

That's why it took the two of them a while to understand the situation that happened in front of them.

"This... from where...!

"And, Master... these guys...!?"

The moving arrow tip thing. A grey knight stepped down in front of them.

Yes, I got off. The knight came down higher than the sky and blocked the men on the court.

Besides, that's not just the whole thing. Two, three, and came down from above the walls and the royal castle.

The ash knights surround them when they land with a fierce shock sound. The total number is five.

An assassin with an obvious upset about what's going on in that figure. The man on the court, by contrast, looked at the knights as if to analyze them.

"These knights... what unit..."

What showed up was a knight wrapped in gray armor. Its appearance with a great shield and a great sword is ambitious, and at a glance it can be seen that it is not the only one.

A man in front of such knights and a coat of questionable eyes with vigilance.

He had all the equipment of the troops belonging to the Nirvana army. But the ash knight in front of him is not like any of his memories. Therefore be careful, observe and notice the person.

"─ I see, are these weapons spirits? From the circumstances, it must have been pre-positioned by the Spirit Queen."

You must have felt something, the man in the coat, who spotted it as an armored spirit summoned by Mira. And at the same time it floats a slight color of perplexity.

"We were talking about not a great deal of strength, but this situation..."

The Spirit Queen, who replaced Noyne as a witch's escort. Regarding its strength, the man on the court had a great grasp by means of elaborate intelligence gathering.

Says he just became A-ranked with privilege and the back shield of the Spirit King.

In addition, there was information from witches who came to know via Eugust. He said the only one with the witch all the time is the powerless Ket Shy.

But the man in the coat sees the ash knight surrounding him and realizes it was a mistake.

"Be careful. This could be a little rough."

In some cases, there are errors in the information. I understood the matter, but I laugh bitterly at the fact that it's going to be very different. And at least, once again, recognise that you are likely to have A-rank worthy strength, and draw attention to the assassin.

"Okay..."

It was at that moment, when the assassin tried to rebuild himself in front of his master, who would take a critical stance.

"─ Gaha!

When the shock sounded, the assassin rolled down the ground with a distressed voice.

"How did you do that?"

The man on the coat, who looked sharply back, regained his guard in sight of Mira, who was there. And beyond that, check the still burning training ground, and speak the question. I wonder how the hell you've gotten out of that place where purgatory flames swirl.