Tsumi Kake Tensei Ryoushu no Kaikaku

With a seven-year-old boy, a different group runs through town.

An old man jumping back to the edge of the road with a gnawed face, a young woman taking her hand to her mouth to contain screaming, a crying child.

Not adhering to anything, Sola was running with the Flame Squad.

From behind comes Chaff and his escort.

A burn-faced man waved from across the road and joined Sola and the others.

He's one of the flamethrowers who let him get ahead and look around the stockpile warehouse.

"Dear Sola, this is getting worse."

Sora looks at the words thrown at her as she walks together.

"How can it get any worse?"

"A pedestrian is bringing about seven escorts to the storage warehouse. He said he wanted to check inside."

"Let me deflect that beard."

Jumping over a puddle of water on the side of the road, Sola throws up evil.

That's when Chaff caught up with Sola.

"It's behind you to deflect. Besides, how are you gonna clean up when you get to the crime scene?

"Deflection is a decision..."

"The response depends on the difference in power between the two sides. On-site judgment."

The whining of the flamethrower was lightly ignored by two aristocratic boys.

A stockpile warehouse represented him at the end of the road.

The largest of several warehouses in town. Looks sturdy built in case of a fire.

He retained a strange persuasion that the heaviness that intimidated his surroundings was to be hit and applied to stand in cages.

About ten people stood in front of the stockpile warehouse and were seen blocking the entrance. I can see there are several of them inside.

There were seven rough men facing them who seemed accustomed to havoc with maces and axes, and a pedestrian hiding behind them and making noise about something.

It is air such as one-touch instant.

Chaff accidentally slows down the speed.

─ ─ Which one should I put on...?

I didn't mean to be cowardly, but I didn't know which side to take.

Residents side with a large number but only amateurs. I know what they're doing is criminal, but I also know there are unstoppable circumstances.

On the other hand, the pedestrian side, which is small in number but full of bastards. They have a contract and it's an unpunished act, but that's threatening the lives of the residents.

Neither of them could say no to the bad guys, and Chaff could not make a proper decision.

Without even looking at such a chaff, Sola rather increased her speed.

"─ Flame Squad, I asked for the back."

Copy that.

Without any doubt about Sola's too short instructions, the Flame Squad responds.

In front of Chaff, who no longer stopped completely on his feet, Sora releases her best hand in wedging into the matter.

Sora leading the way sticks her hands out to the side. The flame squad blocked the path slows down and runs behind Sola.

Looking back over her shoulder and measuring her distance from the flame squad, Sola raised her voice with her gaze back in the direction of progress.

"All hands, draw swords!

Surprised by what the misplaced boy's voice shows, everyone who was staring at him in front of the stockpile warehouse turns their gaze to Sola.

People recognized the sight that jumped into their sight or no, and leaked a faint scream.

It's one adorable boy and thirteen monsters rushing to the field. They are terrible men reminiscent of the evil spirits who came out of the burning fires.

Thirteen monster faces pulled out a wooden long sword neatly at exactly the same time.

The swarm of long swords placed beside his face reminds him of the face of a demon who strips out his teeth and mocks him.

The fear of a flaming squad looming would not have been lined up.

Still no one escaped.

There was no judgment on the part of an intense group of people coming at me, or on the other side.

Sola and the others were running into the center of both sides precisely.

Sola, broken into the center of the stare, turns her body toward the inhabitants there as well, killing the speed.

With Sola, the leader of the group, facing each other, the residents who thought the monsters were the enemy emerged, but were puzzled by the flame squad movement that ensued.

Slightly belatedly, the gorges set their backs against Sola in a fierce and streamlined motion, like a flame that seared their prey.

It was the pedestrian side that ate the bubble.

The flowing collaboration of the Fire Squad showed enough power difference to deprive the pedestrians of the resistance of the escorts hired by them.

Sola pulls away the best people to keep up with the fluvial situation in just two words.

"All hands, Na Sword!

Copy that.

Gorge responded briefly to Sora's words, and the flame squad put a wooden long sword to the sheath in an undisturbed motion.

Both residents and pedestrians deepen their confusion about that behavior, which they say is not hostile to either, and their thoughts do not catch up.

Regardless of that, Sora opened her mouth to the residents' side as she took a step and drew attention.

"You can keep your weapon standing. This I, Sola Kleinsert, forgive. I want to talk to your representative. Get your face out the warehouse window."

When I heard Sora's words, the residents turned.

On the first day of his tenure, the lord immediately said he didn't mind sticking his weapon in his head. The impact of the statement is immeasurable.

On top of that, we have made a major concession that takes into account residents that it is okay to go through the warehouse window rather than meet directly.

Residents who had endured the bad government of the Count Kleinsert family did not know what was going on.

"If you need to be ready, let's wait until you're ready. There's something I need to clean up."

Sora looks back at the pedestrians, telling the residents she can't handle much.

The pedestrian, who was under imminent pressure from the flame squad and was unable to move, put up a contract from Sola's sight or no or nostalgia.

"This one has a formal contract. This treatment is unjust!

"Well, isn't it unfair to inspect pre-delivery goods without the presence of the counterparty?

The pedestrian jammed the words as Sora pointed them out with a chilling gaze.

Sora, who sighed boringly, continues to give pedestrians no time to make excuses.

"Odd, I guess I can't stand or stay when I hear the stockpile warehouse has been occupied, so let's meditate on your eyes this time. In the meantime, get out of here."

Sola urges you to change hands to get rid of them.

The pedestrian obeyed with such expressions as reluctance.

They can't be relieved when the boulder drops them off at the face of the flame squad. The pedestrian looked scared looking back.

"... critical, only collisions were avoided"

Sora finally exhaled in relief when she saw that the pedestrian's hindsight had disappeared into the alley.