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

Bon Dario has a lightweight foot and a double blade of water. Flip your body so that it flows out of evasive behavior and throw one small flame after another that you have created into your hands.

Belgrette knocks it out with water that wraps around the flames that have flown in, knocks it off with a water sword, does not tilt the trunk, and connects it from its motion to the counterattack sword.

Water vs. flame. Hands-to-Hands.

It was the silver sword flash that broke the equilibrium.

"... guh!

Belgrette's blow was shallowing Bon's chest.

You've judged this intermission unfavourable, Bong jumps backwards a lot. It was Belgrette trying not to let him get away with it, but he was forced to defend himself by the flames like Bong's rapid-fire cannons that were fired as he lowered.

"Phew... the boulder is the Knight Hall. You're an unexpected apprentice. The smell of the weapon you're creating is great, too. In Melee, are you bad?"

In addition to the only attribute that each dwells in the Divine Chant Art Oracle, there is a thing called "Manipulative Systems". So to speak, "The Use of Divine Chanting" Oracle.

"Creation". Techniques for shaping and exercising weapons, specializing in Belgrette and Diegos.

"Liberation". A technique obtained by Mia, Edvin and Lenore that releases the created force intact.

"Strengthen your body". A technique that lets forces roll inside the body and specializes in improving physical abilities.

"Auxiliary". Technologies that play an auxiliary role, such as communications and foes.

Furthermore, there are special techniques that do not fit within those boundaries. Claria's autonomous defense is so.

This man named Bon decided that he was the same type as Edvin. Same attribute. The same manipulation system of 'liberation', which releases force as a fireball.

"Ha!"

I guess the middle distance is the main area. Responding to a man's low voice, a dozen fireballs appeared and were swept towards Belgrette.

- but. A few muscles of silver are released from the left arm the girl knight swung to the side. A shotgun of water offset all the fireballs that arrived.

"Gu!"

No, not offset.

A water bullet that exceeded the amount of fireballs was blurring Bon's side head. A muscle of blood flows from his head, drawing a red curve and passing it on to his cheeks.

Wiping it, the rocky man grins.

"Phew... I thought melee combat by the water sword was the main thing, and are you good at shooting force? You're tough."

There is not necessarily one manipulation system that we specialize in.

Bellette gets tired of the melee of water swords by 'creation', but if you let Mia tell you, "Belle is totally better at 'liberation' than I am, too. Look, my heart is freeing up for Belle, too, right?".

The knight restarts his sword silently.

I don't see any rushing colors in Bonn that should be pressurized at first glance. On the contrary, I can even peek at the room.

Belgrette could have guessed why. This man is doing the same thing as himself. In other words - the chant of Oracle, a powerful divine chant, while doing battle.

This leeway. I guess I have a lot of confidence in the chanting divine chant Oracle.

Regardless, I don't have a hair on Belgrette, like I'm going to bother to let him show off something like that.

More water bullets into the bong. but now the man unleashed a fireball of interception.

"Mmm..."

But Bong can't intercept and gets hit in the arm. Again, by the number of strokes, Belgrette was going on one.

That's not all.

After the water bullet, the girl knight was fleshy to her opponent. Swordsman of swinging water. A fiery assassin to set up. Fast here was - the brilliance of the water. Bellette flashes a blow that would be a decision hit - at that moment.

- God of Fire.

Bon said the words forcefully.

Exploded swelling. A flame burning around the man swells up big as if he had even poured oil.

"Ew!

Belgrette unwittingly retreated to the sudden outbreak of enthusiasm to the tremendous.

"- Kul Ato... respond to me."

Spinning words, at the same time.

Around Bonn, a swirl of flames rolled up so huge - so huge that I thought it would scorch heaven.

"This, ha-"

It doesn't even come close. In the heat of scorching himself, Belgrette glances up at it.

"I have pursued the path of fire, and it has come to this... frontier"

Behind the bong. As if to protect him, a giant flaming human form had emerged only in the upper body.

Its back length is slightly over four miles, even though it exists only from the waist to the top. Though it is the shape of man that is picked, his arms were thicker than the torso of Bergrette, and his body thicker than that of a small house.

Its beauty is like - a fiery demon god.

"Unfortunately, there was a battle. I do not possess the skill of the great Divine Chant" Oracle "... but I am proud to say that this technique alone is no less than" Penta ""

"Creation".

It is one of the common manipulation systems that many specialize in. Belgrette's water sword.

But. A disastrously gigantic fiery demon who stands before his eyes, as if he had escaped from inheritance and mythology. This reaches what we might call the ultimate form among them.

Belgrette recognized and fought as such.

Yes. A good manipulative system is not necessarily one.

This man, Bon, who was thought to be the master of 'liberation', was the user of 'creation' to the point of awesomeness.

Google...... and the fiery demon turned to Bergrette. The movement alone blows hot air and makes the firepowder dance and leap.

"With your moves, there's nothing you can do. - It's over."

Since ancient times, there is the term 'water on baking stones'.

Even the Aquastorm of Belgrette didn't think it would lead to this fiery demon.

(... ku...)

Sweat conveys the girl's cheeks. with heat and nervousness.

"Farewell."

Bong briefly tells.

The demon god waved down with his immense arm in sight of Belgrette. Because of its immensity, it is extensive and cannot escape. Due to its immensity, it is a heavy blow and cannot be prevented.

- I already had to decide to be ready.

Belgrette screams.

"Sword!

Respond to the call and manifest in the girl's hand - a giant, immense, great, great sword of water.

The great sword wielded by the legendary hero Geisserius, Gram Ridgel.

Silver water blade that mimics it.

Against the one ultimate form that strikes - the fiery demon god, Belgrette wields the one ultimate form she herself has reached.

"Ha-ha-ha!

The right arm of the demon god, which was being swung down, evaporated with the sound of an explosion, with a sword rising "Suku".

"Hey -!?"

Bong peels his eyes off.

"Ah, gu...!

Rapidly Lost Soul Heart Power "Prarna".

Belgrette uses even the fluttering momentum to swirl her body.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh!

He stepped out with that centrifugal force and slammed a flash of horizontal giraffes into the bong.

"Ha-ha-ha!"

The blow, almost unleashed as he fell into the front, easily bounced off Bon's giant body, which he stood up to prevent, and also broke off the fiery demon who stood behind him. With a paper weight difference, the Great Sword disappears.

The big man, who flew as he rolled to scrape cobblestones, finally stopped after crashing into a street lamp ten miles away. Street lights, their struts make a dull noise and turn slightly.

"Or..."

Belgrette walked into the spot.

Bong - stays down, doesn't move.

"..., ~"

Now the girl was feeling a creeping sense of fear crawling around the inside of her body.

If I had chanted Aquastorm instead of the Great Sword, I would have definitely lost.

I realize late that such two choices were shaping my destiny, and I tremble in war.

But it is no coincidence that he was chanting the Great Sword.

Today yesterday, and the assassin who appeared dignified in front of me. Such an opponent can't be inferior to yesterday's. That assassin is playing Aquastorm. From that judgment, Belgrette had chosen the chant of the Great Sword as a precaution.

Nevertheless, almost a single wave does not allow the limit blow to be removed, and if it goes well again, then it leads to the fact that it can't even move.

"Ha, ha..."

Looking around, breathing roughly.

No shadows, fortunately, no sign of a raid by a newbie.

If they aim at places where they can't move, there won't be a single one. After all, the summons of the Great Sword was too risky.

(..., ku... Reflection...)

Belgrette sighed as she walked in, feeling impudent about herself, fortunately saved.