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

35. Mask Scenarios

Tips and footsteps sound on hard stone floors.

Castle Raindeer, dungeon.

There were footsteps approaching the room where the faces of 'Auzi' were housed.

The person stops in front of Siveem's room as he progresses through an unadorned murderous landscaped stone corridor.

The bald-headed assassin, who noticed its presence nestled apart in an iron lattice, squeezed out his voice in a wolfed manner.

"Ke, Dear Kelovy......!

Other assassins housed in nearby rooms also show signs of upset.

"Hi... here you go. Ha, I didn't mean total annihilation."

"Also, I'm sorry......!

Siveem lay down on the ground and bowed his head against Kelovy, who laughed in a dry voice.

"Good. Better than that... You're not putting my presence on the table, are you?

"Also, of course. This Sivim, even if we lose this life..."

"I confessed to 'everything' to the extent that the wretched kid broke my finger... you want me to believe you?

"Oh, that's..."

"Fuck, I'm kidding. I... am in a good mood. I didn't expect them to grow this much. Especially...... Belgrette. I didn't know you were going to take Bong down."

……

Bon breathes into the words, housed in the room next to Siveem.

"Fu, kuku... I'm looking forward to it"

Unlimited.

Kelovy engraves a brutal grin on that face.

"Well... confirmation. Who's the leader of 'Awzi'?

"… this, it is Siveem"

"What are the number of people comprised?

"Oh, there are five of us."

"- Great."

Kelovy quickly turns right and gracefully turns back on his heel.

simultaneously. The conductor whilst still raising his arms horizontally.

In both hands, the red light lights up.

"Ke, Master Kelovy......?

"The assassination organization 'Awzi' is to be dissolved as of today. The mission failed, and five 'all', including their leaders, were captured. There's a way."

Gogh, and - in Kelovy's hands, unusual calories converge.

"Dear Kelovy, what are you doing?"

The five prisoners understand.

What is Kelovy trying to do?

"It's settled, isn't it? Judge the sinners who have committed such foolishness as targeting the Royal Guard. Whatever you do, I'm..."

"Stop...!

Sounds sad on top of this. Sounds like a lot of fun.

I said.

"- Because I'm a security knight in this country."

In a closed dungeon, there was a huge explosion.

……

Alma, who was patrolling the hallway on the ground floor, felt a slight shake.

"Ji, earthquake...? No, you're not. This..."

Downstairs. Now the impact is from the basement. There is only a prison in the basement of this castle.

The apprentice girl feels a little anxiety and rushes out like she was bounced.

I guess I still noticed the shake. The knights, who came just like Alma, were gathered in front of the nearest staircase leading to the dungeon.

The basement of the castle is a vast prison. From the landscape of a dungeon strewn in mesh as a spider's nest, it was called 'Raindeer Alagne' by the prisoners. Exactly like a spider's nest, it is a contempt that also means that if you are imprisoned, you cannot escape.

The number of entrances to the basement is thirty-one. One of them hits here.

"What, was that from here...?

"Down here, sure..."

The gathered knights will patrol Shinjun.

"... eh"

Alma swallows gokuri and spit.

Right down here - there are five people housed in "Auzi". Among them, he was told about Siveem's ferocious personality as a leader.

Did you even try to break out of jail...

"Alma."

Let me out of breath, Priscilla rushed over.

"Earlier, from here...? Ugh, here."

Priscilla also gives an uneasy look.

So Alma acknowledged the figure of a man walking quickly this way from across the hallway.

"Captain Latias!

Latias, who is usually harsh and fearful, but has never looked more reliable.

"What is it? Is something wrong?

The person also emerged from the corner of the hallway with an unmotivated voice.

"Agent Detlev......!

Sounds unreliable, but this man is also Silver Legion Squad Silvalios. I have also heard that you are quite skilled.

Latias gave the instructions instantly.

"All right. You guys wait here. Me and Detlev are gonna see how it goes."

"Oh, me too."

That's how the two Silver Legion Troops, Silvalios, disappeared into the dim basement.

- Approximately two minutes later.

The dungeon, which would have been destroyed by the divine chanting technique Oracle to the point of awesomeness, and the burnt body, believed to be five of the "Auzi", were found.

Cyril arrived in Raindeer, the king's capital, when the date was about to change.

I got off the carriage as far as the city, not in front of the castle.

I wanted time to make up my mind.

…………

Inside, I don't have the courage.

I said I'd show up, but I wonder how sinful it will be.

It's late at night, and I get the idea of tomorrow, etc.

Shake your head and kick out such a sweet thought. This is the result of trying to make things easier. I didn't make the effort to go up there myself and thought about hiring assassins to get rid of them etc......

I'm sure he looked up and Cyril walked out toward the castle.

Because of time, I couldn't feel the popularity of "Hitoshi" in the city. I don't even see a guard, seeing if the noise has converged with Siveem being captured.

A quiet city of night and darkness. Cobblestone sidewalks.

Along the way the fine streetlights lit up, there it was.

――――

Darkness lurking in darkness.

That darkness, hiding his face with the mask of the lizard "Kao", stood as if waiting for Cyril. - No. In fact, I guess I was waiting.

"Where are you going? My client."

"... I'm coming out"

To Kelovy's question, Cyril was answering in a tired voice.

"Kuk. Have you lost your pride?

"... I'm still proud, so I'm going to show up.... you too. The request is withdrawn. Siveem must have been caught, right? But don't worry. I'll pay you right. So it's over."

With that said, Cyril slips next to Kelovy.

The masked odd man - in a joyfully distorted voice, told him.

"- - Say no"

"Huh!?

Cyril looks back at the words.

"Oh...... I told you I would pay!

"Ng, it's not about the money. All but me, you want me to pull my hand in such a situation? Now I'm an industry laugher."

With his back turned and an exaggerated hand gesture, the masked Phantom tells a good story.

"... hey. Actually, I don't care about that. It doesn't matter, like replenishing a disposable assassin. Most importantly, I was able to confirm that the fruit I had been waiting for for for many years was ripe. Is that exactly what you want me to take up at this moment when you're a foodie? That would be too harsh, wouldn't it?

Phantom shaking his shoulders while showing his back.

I can tell you can't see the look on your face. I was.

"... stop. Belgrettes, that's enough."

Kuru, and. Turn around quickly. On the right, Kelovy turns to Cyril. A squiggly lizard movement, too consistent with the mask on which it is worn.

Cyril shuddered her spine in response to her physiological disgust.

Kelovy - as if to make the story read and heard - starts spinning words into rap.

"The mediocre ugly girl was disturbed by her very good and beautiful sisters. So I hired an assassin. But all the assassins, they've been caught. Moreover, the leader of the assassin hearts and minds his companions in prison. What unusable people. If this happens, I can't help it. With my own hands, I just have to kill hate them. And"

Underneath the mask. It turns out it's possible that he looks the same as the mask.

"And... the girl who killed her sisters also ends up choosing death out of sin consciousness -"

Cyril instantly lets his divine chant, Oracle, unfold.

What surrounds that body is - the water flow. Same as the Gertillude sisters, water attributes. The same manipulative lineage of 'creation' as that of Belgrette.

I hated it.

No will be compared to them in response, the power of water.

But...

"The Belgrettes won't let me kill them -!"

Now. To protect them, wield this power.

How selfish. Still... I won't let you kill Belgrette for forgiving yourself like this.

On the right hand that Cyril protrudes, a force is created. The converged water took the shape of a spear a mile and a half long.

"Kuku"

The Phantom will "straw" in the back of his throat.

Cyril stepped in quickly to Kelovy, who showed her room. Impeccable speed. Perfect time.

This instant. Even Belgrette should never be inferior. Would that be arrogant?

Flashing thrust towards Kelovy.