Different worlds of the last heaven and knights of the fist.

Glowing in the sky is the Divine Inverenus of day. The enthusiasm shines brightly, making you realize that summer is just around the corner.

"... when..."

Belgrette took out the handkerchief and wiped the sweat off his forehead.

At a time like this, I envy ice users like Lenore.

Let her say, "... I can't develop cold air all the time, it's just extra hot when I stop, it doesn't make much sense". Still, at this time of year, Belgrette thinks it's far better compared to herself being like hot water where she has summoned water.

While walking very slowly, it was difficult to reach the side roads of a small park on 13th Street. Getting in the shade makes it cooler. Situated surrounded by surrounding buildings, the park was always poorly lit and unpopular even during the day.

It's like - city blind spots.

There was a man, like poking at that blind spot.

Slowly, the person walks towards Belgrette. He is less than two miles tall. His face and body were boneless men reminiscent of a rock somewhere.

The clothes that surround them do not belong to Raindeer. Loose, exotic ethnic costume. It was the garment of Kokoku, a great country in the far east, the Lefe witchcraft "Fujitsu" Shinto. He is also the country of origin of one of his classmates, Diegos.

Distance between the two sides, about six miles.

So the man stopped his leg and opened his mouth. What is emitted is a rough, low voice as it seems.

"Bellette Fizz Gertillude, my lord."

"... Yep. Yes, but."

Belgrette is often called out to men all over the city.

But no. This man at present clearly had a different air than such an arrangement.

It just passes relative - killer.

"I'm Bon Dario. Although it is a thin and dirty job... I was given this form because it does not make me feel better by accident."

Shh... and the man sits down.

"You better hurry up. If you want to show your sister who you are."

"... we seem to have been very confused. You assassins are not after the princess. From the beginning, we were sisters....... ha. I wonder why I didn't notice sooner."

Belgrette leaks a self-loathing sigh.

Princess Liliane's "Adule". There he came in as usual, obstructed by rogues. Shortly afterwards, he flew under the princess - a spear-like blow by Oracle, the God of Fire chant.

It wasn't meant for the princess from the beginning.

"Oh my God... we could have done something so resentful that we could have targeted the assassin..."

It's not just about being assassinated.

Unable to hide the shock in his heart, Belgrette makes the water present around himself.

"Nah. When people kill, resentment isn't the only reason."

At the same time as words. The view around Bonn was faint and loosely distorted.

"Fever... you use flames. In this hot weather, it's hard work."

"Notice, even though we don't even have the present world? Very clever. It's a shame to kill you here."

Don, and. With explosive momentum, flames appear around Bonn.

"There is one 'Auzi', Bon Dario...... come"

"Huh... he said it's not the princess they're after, it's us sisters...!?

Claria glances at her stunned eyes as she lets her breath out.

"Oh. Maybe, definitely......!

Without waiting for the soldiers to pick up the assassins they had defeated earlier, the two were sickening towards Montilene, a confectionery shop on 13th Street.

"I thought it was weird. The guy last night also gave much more priority to fighting the Bells than to targeting the princess. But it's not. I wasn't after the princess from the beginning."

"... you know what...!

I guess Claria thought of that too.

Princess Liliane's "Adule". Shortly after the obstruction by the first rogue, sniping by that fiery divine chant, Oracle. It was a blow that seemed to have targeted Princess Liliane on the stage, but the three of them were densely there in the first place. In that blow, the drifters...... no, probably everyone who was there mistakenly thought, 'It's Princess Liliane they're after'.

Subsequent battles in alleys.

The assassins never attacked the princess, even if it was to set up sisters in conversation. Even when Lifeguard and the princess escaped, they didn't show a bare gesture to stop them. Naturally, the princess is not the target.

"... I... have such a personality that I may sometimes buy resentment from people. But my sister...!

For once, you have a consciousness of your personality... I think it was an exodus, but of course I'll keep my mouth shut there.

"I don't think it's resentment."

"Huh?"

"Well, you know, dating two people, I don't know... just why noble sisters with completely different personalities are targeted. Then maybe it's gold... or..."

Turn the unforeseen corner while we have a conversation.

Moments.

Claria, who was one step ahead to lead the drift protection, exploded and blew away.

"- Nah."

The screams of the people on the road roll up.

Claria's tiny body, which blew up white smoke, rolled for a few meters as if it were a ball.

"Clarea!"

Liquid protection screams unexpectedly. - But.

"......, duh!

The girl exploited the rolling momentum and rose in recoil. Rolling flashly on the ground caused all the sand and dust, but there were no scratches that were thought to have been caused by the explosion.

I didn't take a direct hit. Instantly, we deployed a water defense.

"Kukukuku...... completion. It's convenient, completely autonomous defense."

He had a tall, rusty voice. The two turn to the source of their voices.

Among the people fleeing a sudden explosion is one man sitting tattooed on the sidewalk.

The man standing in his way was bald. He's wearing black monochrome clothes, but he doesn't clearly see the lines of his body, like previous assassins. He's so relaxed that he can't tell his original physique, he's dressed like a robe.

Skinny face, but his eyes were raging light, reminiscent of a hungry raptor.

"I know it's around the time Bon is enjoying himself over there...... here it is, looks like he'll enjoy it"

Jul...... and makes an unproductive noise, the bald head man nodding his tongue.

The assassins are after Belgrette and Claria.

"Claria. I'll take care of this place. Go on. To your sister."

"What..."

Rarely, this girl gives a frightened look.

"The princess said, but you two would be awesome and strong. Hurry up and join him."

"So, but... you, my left arm"

In the words, she grinned, her voice a little louder.

"- It's no problem. Handy, isn't it enough yet?

Tickling...... and. Bald-headed assassins raised blue muscles on their foreheads in response to the words.

"Ah. Did you hear that? I'm sorry...... er... bald people"

- What are you doing?

"Hmm... don't bother me when they say anything... I think I can afford to be stronger than you."

The man had a creepy, full-faced grin, waving his hand sideways with that face.

A fireball as big as a tennis ball flies in with a goofy sound. Lifeguard struck it off with his right fist.

An off-track fireball explodes as it hits a building by the sidewalk. On the falling stone fragments, the people who were there to see how they were doing fled like they scattered spider children, and the surroundings were finally deserted.

(... this bald guy)

A striking right arm complained of billowing and paralysis.

A small fireball, unleashed unconstitutionally. That blow contains more power than Edvin's Scatterbomb. That's how I recognized it.

The driftshield kicked one of the stone fragments rolling at his feet, toward the man.

The assassin does not move a single step, causing a vortex of flames to appear around him to bounce off the stone. In that gap, Claria jumped into the sidewalk.

"... chi"

Realizing that he has let his goal slip away, the man glances at his drift protection just because he is abominable.

"You're so blue, you're so blue."

The assassin also smiled and spoke in a badly tamed voice.

"Was it good? Let me go. Before you get under my sister, someone else might attack you, right?

"Hey. You just said that. 'I know it's around the time Nantka's enjoying herself over there, but this one looks like she's enjoying herself over here'. That means there's one assassin in Belgrette and one assassin in Claria. That's the kind of sharing, isn't it?

Shh... and the grin disappeared from the man's expression.

As in its place, countless blue muscles float on the bald head.

"It's easy to understand. - Hey. Look, let's just get started. Because of your flashy camouflage, aren't you going to have a soldier flying in soon?

"No problem, it ends before then. Sivim in" Auzi ". It's the name of the man who will kill you. Remember."

I didn't feel any fear or nervousness when it was clearly declared "kill".

Exceeds.

The fact that such a bunch of bastards are after those two... Belgrette makes the drift guard fierce. Anger outweighs negative emotions.

"Arizona Current Protection, just ordinary people. You don't have to remember. It'll be traumatic."

Both sides, lift the edge of your mouth in a distortion -

For a second.

Two of the murderous ministers, who kicked the earth and approached it, clashed.