Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

"Attack initiated!

To Sora's voice, which sounded from behind, the Gorges take a distance from the front row led by the Deputy Commander of the Kingsguard, who was half reflexively engaged.

The Kingsguard stepped on the fact that the Gorges, who had never pulled off as easily as they could before, had suddenly backed off dramatically.

In that slight gap, the gorges turn back on their heels and flip in an undisturbed, streamlined motion.

Beyond that...

"Lord Chaff! Enemy pinch, it's a plan!

Deputy Commander of the Kingsguard informs Chaff.

Gorge and his men headed as far as they could to finish Sola. The Kingsguard rear row and the chaff in command were showing their defenseless backs.

"The whole thing, chase! Stop the enemy's legs!

The deputy commands a mix of anger as he takes the initiative and takes a step forward himself.

But the Gorges, who had kept their health warm just for this reason, combined light gear to separate the vice presidents.

"Put your swords up against your enemies, you old fools! Give victory to your allies!

All of the guards roar at Gorge's encouragement.

Chaff looked back at the loud enough volume that the ground swayed and turned pale on his face. But squeeze the courage without and turn back to the Kingsguard rear row upset by the assault.

"Don't worry about the enemy behind you. Hit Sola Kleinsert and you win. Tatami!"

There are eleven enemies behind them and the Chaffs are in equal numbers, but Sora in front only has two escorts.

The difference in numbers always tells me I can push it off, and the Kingsguard regains calm.

─ ─ Not until Sola's escort throws in a ton of glass bottles.

The liquid inside is scattered, and the whole ground around it is engulfed in fire. The flame raw whether it reaches the knee or not is not enough to stop a trained Kingsguard from legging.

But whoever had the liquid on his body had to avoid the fire for fear of ignition. Naturally, the column gets clogged and the movement is dull because those who were in the front row received the liquid.

The gorges caught the Kingsguard in time for that gap to cut. At the right time, Sola's escort also runs through the fire plains to launch an attack.

The Kingsguard, sandwiched from the front and back, became as dense as he thought because those who feared ignition had retreated, and the long sword could not be waved as he thought.

Without satisfactory resistance, the five Kingsguards break off their joints due to a blow from the Gorges and leave the battle.

Shortly before the front-row led by the deputy chiefs who managed to rush hit the Gorges, the three guards they showed up hit the reverse by turning to the deputy chiefs front-row. Despite being obviously a throwaway pawn to buy time, the three men are extremely motivated, swinging the wooden sword around in full repayment of the Kingsguard's iron sword.

Unlike earlier, I am not thinking about stopping. Kingsguard lines were slightly disturbed by aggressive moves focused on defeating one or more of the enemies in front of them.

The three of them do not take evasive action in an attempt to blur their cheeks with an iron sword wielded by restraint.

"Don't let Lord Sola touch one finger on our pride!

"Better than a fire. We just have enemies!

"You'll be gone soon!

Guards slap lightly one after the other. A palpable wooden sword cuts the universe at full speed and meets with the Kingsguard's Iron Sword.

The Deputy Commander of the Kingsguard shifted his gaze to Chaff, who takes command.

Already the rear row seems to have rebuilt its posture, but it is on the frightened side of the defense even though the guards, which should be downgraded after even letting the leavers out first, are on the offense with madness to death. The fact that Chaff, the general to be guarded in the center, was also applauded for his disadvantages.

The front row, led by the deputy chief, has been raided by three guards, but there is still room. Thinking about leaving half a dozen five to head to Chaff's rescue isn't a good idea just because it's more likely to be a riot.

─ ─ Then, until we finish the enemy general.

I find the deputy chief looking for Sora and putting his arms together a little further away.

He seems to have used up the glass bottle, holding a wooden knife about twenty centimeters across a blade in one hand. He had raised the same knife on his lower back as a spare.

I didn't think Sola was a fat pig child anymore. I also abandoned the scorn that was somewhere in my heart.

Prepare all these weapons, work out measures and train soldiers. And I actually made this situation and showed it to you.

Above all, the deputy chief turns his attention to the rampaging guards.

Despite a negative start as the Kleinsert family of haters, these brave and courageous soldiers try to defend themselves with their lives on the line, their vessels.

"... brilliant while enemies. But..."

I can't lose. That's how he whines and the deputy runs out without telling anyone.

Because if you speak up, they will understand your aim.

But the boulder should be called the elite of the Kingsguard, followed by two Kingsguards who realized the deputy chief's intentions.

Sora apparently noticed the deputy chiefs coming at her, but when she hoisted the nigga and the edge of her lips, she threw her gaze at the back row of the Kingsguard and its central chaff, who had four fewer men left.

Hold the iron sword pattern firmly in its appearance, which I tell you is not in my eyes.

At the very least, he aimed Sola's head with an iron sword, wanting to meet him for about an integration, and scowled to the side.

Proceeding parallel to the ground, that blow was bounced back by a wooden sword that appeared from the side on the verge of smashing a small head.

"Lord Sola is proud of Nona and his former idiots. It's not good for the elite to touch it."

A ragged voice with a unique depth, says the monstrous-faced man who was directing the guard avant-garde. The wooden sword that used the speed of the run-in to play the vice president's blow had a large but shallow scratch.

The two following the deputy chief have already been defeated by a guard who ambushed them from the side with Gorge, while the remaining one has fought a fierce battle against the two guards.

"Is that the head of the Phantom Squad? Name it."

Stand up to take on the iron sword, the deputy chief asks.

"It's Gorge."

Relative with a wooden sword in front of his eyes while naming him.

The deputy chief looked for a gap in the gorge with a belligerent sharp eye.

"Because of you guys, the face of the Kingsguard is rounded. For the sake of honor, knock it off!

The deputy stepped in strong and waved the iron sword down into a hanging. The title of Deputy Commander of the Kingsguard is not Dade, and there is no brake whatsoever in the sword muscle.

Gorge meets at the right time, but the vice president, determined to abandon command and devote himself to the fight, was strong. I can't even do it. I'm pushed out.

A sharp penetration by the wooden sword approaches the face of the vice president, who leaps up the iron sword with a hard half down and waves it down to the deflected gorge.

Surprised to turn his head and avoid poking, the vice president retreats without defying the center of gravity that went behind him. A cold sweat conveyed on its cheek.

The thrust rolled out by Gorge is possible by a quick cut back that takes advantage of the lightness of the wooden sword. Every single blow is different from the Deputy's Iron Sword.

The battle between Chaff and Sola's strongest forces began as the audience watched, forgetting to take any more breaths, a ride against Gorge, who takes out a powerful blow that he can't take and a fast blow that he can't take.