--A month ago. "Canteen (Taberna)" Lute.
There was an unusual combination of seats in the shop that was still busy today.
Izna in the home position. Next to it is Futa.
Motsuke is absent today. Instead, there were twin guards in front of him who were friendly to Huta and Prim.
Shall we have a drink with the bastards today?
The conversation is carried and filled with shops that go to Izna.
Bill and Ben were sometimes taken care of by the explosion in this shop.
Two young people everywhere cheering on the singing Mirabelle with a smile on the sign daughter Aneze.
In front of Bill and Ben, I started talking about things.
When Huta arrived in King's Landing.
And Izna was similarly in trouble with the money and arrived in King's City.
The two of them uncovered an unexpected fact.
We're the same, we're the same way.
Flowers? Oh, you weren't kingdom man?
Ben scratches his head to Izna, who asks Yale in one hand.
It's a little confusing around here. I am certain that I am a human being of the Kingdom. But when there was a war, there was no real food or decent work, and the wolves struggled so hard as shit. "
It was when Ben and I were still kids. I don't have any money, and the whole family thinks twice. So, I'm going to understand a little bit about you guys. I know it's tougher for you to be alone or have something. "
End of exile. What I had.
Both Futa and Izna, close their eyes a little bit, as you think.
But I can hardly imagine that Bill and Ben had a rough life back then.
Children are helpless.
I can't earn anything, I can only keep crushing the support my parents have desperately earned.
What did those days give to their past?
─ I wanted a job. There's nothing we can do about it. But, in those days, King's Landing was also terrible. I didn't have a job. "
That's right, Ben stirs up the ale and looks out at the shop.
His eyes are not limited to the signage who serves with a smile, or the singing princess who can throw a chip in the song.
The appearance of workers who finish their work today and drink alcohol with a refreshing feeling, and those who have a vision for the future to talk about their work from tomorrow.
I've never been to a tavern before, that's all.
At least there was a view that Ben had never seen before.
"Guards." It was originally placed in the Imperial Castle, not in King's Landing. "
Huta said "hee" to Bill's murmur.
Besides, it seems it was the work of nobles and knights. It changed when I came to this city. A short time ago, when the ancestral king passed away. It's now a job for us civilians. "
"... so you two?
"Ahh... somehow. The reason I didn't have any money is the best. But somehow."
Your hands swim through the universe like you can't speak well.
Ben inherited the words of the building.
"Displaced people are tiresome. I don't know where I'm going again tomorrow - I don't know if I'll live today in the first place. Compared to that life, life in King's Landing seemed like a lot of trouble. That's why I can only thank the King's Landing."
"Ahh... I feel like I know something."
Futa loosened the corner of her mouth.
In the end, it's the same feeling.
I thought it would be good if I could return it to the King's Landing.
How the twin guards became guards.
I'm sure it's nothing special. Anyway, there are similar motives for Futa and Izna.
But that's why the King's Capital is for everyone.
― ― Arena Spectacular.
The start of the match, immediately thereafter.
The commentary shouted unexpectedly to the state of war that had begun.
─ Oops!! It was the Shadow Blade Brothers who suddenly started moving!! This is a complete disregard for Richter and a simultaneous attack on Flux!!
It's not a bad idea. Because... "
Match the two of the explanatory footage and pasta and say, "Whoa! the venue.
It's not impossible.
Battlefield started with a 2-to-2 composition. Bill and Ben stepped back as if they were going to smash the face of the board at once.
"Yikes!!
"Nh!"
Bill's roar. Breathe together, Ben.
Lower your posture and raid Flux with your short-handed swords pointing down.
─ There are several reasons. First of all, you're taking Richter's combat style backwards. The way he fights, he either stands ready to intercept it, or he fights the enemy from the front in a thin, straightforward battle. It's literally "duel art." So, on the contrary, "
The corner of Richter's mouth rises.
The emotions raised were by no means angry or frustrating.
Richter L. Klimbroom is Lord Treasury.
It is also the representative character of the "aristocrats" who are unintentionally familiar to the civilian aristocracy of the King's City. If you're a rabid dog like Iroon, it's unlikely that you'll be forced to do it for victory.
Many are in a position to hold back on themselves. You may suffer disadvantage as a result, but that's it.
Speaking of which, I thought there were "civilians" or "guards" who dragged themselves off the stage to win.
"They'll do it....!
And with the feeling of wonder and zero fun.
Richter is a little weak when he gets away with cancer. To be clear, this "team friendship" is the easiest to make one-on-two of the teams in the real battle. "
What!? That's the last thing I've learned in two games so far, the last thing I should do in two against two... "
I see. Exactly. So whether we can cover it or not depends on the flux that has to be built one-on-two. "
Bill shakes.
Ben stands by.
With his legs still moving, he struck the momentum with a thick sword.
With that speed, their movements seem to be in the "flow". Rather than wasting each movement - it's like they're diving and being cut off when they notice. The way to fight is closer to an assassin than a guard.
"Bad boy!!
Bill roars.
In front of it, Flux's eyes shine golden -!
"Hey oniichan, I've been thinking about Bill and Ben in the game so far. They don't fight like guards."
Ah, it seems they originally belonged to one of their "assassins". But when they were in distress, they came to King's Landing and said they grew up in it. "
As she remembers what she once said in the cafeteria (Taberna), Huta murmurs as she looks at the game.
Their father apparently wasn't doing much praised work.
Steal and defeat enemies. They were treasured in the war, and they seemed to have righteousness and persevered in evil - but in the end, war took much away from the country.
That's enough to lose even what their father stole.
Dress yourself up as a displaced person and come to this city. Bill and Ben could have done the same job under his father's sculpture.
Given the security at that time, there are enough eyes to survive even if each villain dyes his hands.
But still, they chose the guards.
It was a job to protect King's Landing.
That's why Futa thinks.
For example, if someone with the skills of an "assassin" was guarding the city as a guardian of the King's City. I'm sure it's a much more reliable presence than just an armed soldier.
A gatekeeper who suppresses without being distracted by enemies.
Stronger than strength.
I'm sure they'll be a big protector of the King's City from here on out.
With two daggers, I dive into the opponent's pocket and take one. The way you do it, it's a big disadvantage if you're dealing with a superior weapon. Hahaha '
Oniichan?
Think back to the usual exercise.
The daily landscape that was blown away by the Primes.
But Bill and Ben are never weak.
That's something that Futa can say with confidence.
In the first place, there's no way the weaker ones will survive the two rounds of the tournament.
"- Just..."
I wonder if the timing is almost the same as the humming of the lid.
"Nh!!!"
"Back off, Bill!!
For a boy, his hair is a little long.
A child's face that seemed confused with a girl. If you wear clothes like a lady of your age, no one will notice you as if you were a man.
The sound of something caught in his fluently dancing hand.
Dancing in the sky - Bill's dagger.
Ssshh...
"Okay, hold it down here!!
Ben interrupts to match the building's back jump.
As soon as Bill pulled out his spare dagger, he repeated the raid alongside Ben.
Two guards with enough breath to wrap their tongues around them.
The boy in front of him never leaked into the example and intercepted the two with admiration.
"Wow - this is the first time we've worked together like this!!
"Hey, Bill, this boy can't afford this shit."
"Oh, come on, Ben, you have to make me understand."
I'm late. I am aware of that.
However, even in previous games, what is wrong with recognizing the flux that did not always specialize in making Richter and reveal its strength as Richter's.
And that wasn't different from Richter.
I somehow felt the Flux boy's arm standing up. With these guards, you can't possibly understand Richter.
That's why I took a step forward because I couldn't keep going one-on-two.
"Flux!!
Speak up.
Eyes meet. Those eyes - they're as golden as I've seen them somewhere.
"It's just that the boy is a little stupid, both of you."
The sound of dry metal continues to resonate.
Silver flashes in the sky when the audience decides what it is.
Bill and Ben, who recognized that they had been hit, quickly retreated to avoid being overtaken by the Richter. As if you were diving in the shadows, you wouldn't be able to catch up with them on this narrow field.
I rolled up my tongue and saw a boy who had to say exactly the same thing.
"... an interesting weapon."
"Really?
It was the "yen" that was being held in that hand.
On my right hand and on my left.
Two rings with blades on the outside.
Richter had heard of what he called the Hot Wheel before.
"This is the best chance of winning. It was originally an assassin's weapon."
A circular weapon that can also be used as a throwing weapon.
Sure, if they say so. Throwing will also yield great results, and in fact Flux is also training it.
But the essence of this weapon is different.
"All I need is to" see. "So we can buy that time and defend ourselves against any weapon. That's what this is about. You can use it as a knuckle duster if you grip it in."
"I see, it makes sense."
"You like that, don't you?
Ah.
There's definitely room for a smiling flux expression.
Richter switched his sharp sword with a new compartment.
Meanwhile.
"Hey, Bill, we've been friends for a long time. Try a couple."
"Hey, Ben ~ n, there are brothers, parents and children, best friends, and so on, but couples are for twins."
Bill and Ben muttered against each other.
Richter shouts with a bubble in the corner of his mouth.
"This is a man!!
"No, no, no. Sure looks like a boy. But... so what?"
"What about it?"
"Here's what we say. I'm jealous of my cute little girl."
"Are you guys crazy?!
"Ah, ahahaha...."
Flux laughed unexpectedly.
"You can have about one cute boy in Harlem. I think so, Bill."
"I don't understand your taste."
Unexpectedly, a crack enters the twins.
Nevertheless, it is.
Bill and Ben's eyes were not distracted.
"I did confirm that Flux Boys are incredibly skilled. But it's not over yet."
"Oh, come on."
As Flux put it.
"― ― The Hot Wheel was also a geek's specialty."
The eyes of the Shadow Blade brothers are sharp and they wear flux.