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

The shelter fell into a one-bedroom bed on the second floor of the inn.

On the side table just beside, there is a cantera that emits all kinds of warm light. Matches were also provided for those who could not use Oracle, the god of fire chant. There is no such thing as a light, so this is the only light source.

What will happen now? This world is relentlessly poking fantasy at me. The world that Minette called Grim Crows last night.

This inn, even this room, still has nothing to remind me of Japan. How easy it would be to feel if this was just a foreign trip.

Lifeguard somehow explored his uniform pockets.

The cell phone battery was dead. And then I noticed my wallet was missing. Did I drop it before I knew it? Even if I had it, I don't need it because 'yen' doesn't work in this world etc......

Speaking of which, I wonder what's going on in the real world. Is time going the same way?

... Summer festival, you couldn't go. I never thought I'd be able to get there in this way. Lifeguard honestly admitted he felt a little lonely.

When you look over the wall, the decorative clock enters into view.

Wooden circular with long and short needles, displayed for twelve hours. I didn't write the numbers, but the scale is shaken. I mean, it's the same thing as Earth's analogue formula.

The current time points to 6: 30.

"... Oh, yeah"

I remember it on the clock. I have to make sure.

Leave the room and head to the inn reception. You don't have a lot of guests, old man looking bored...... spoke to the innkeeper. Even though I know I speak Japanese, I'm still a little nervous.

"Uh, excuse me. Do you weigh in?

"Hmm? Scale. It's in the bathroom."

Baths were built to resemble Japanese water.

I've also heard stories about the lack of bathing habits in some times and countries (though that's a story on Earth to the point of getting tired of), so I was just about to get in trouble if I had to continue bathing yesterday today.

But the purpose now is not to bathe. Stand in front of 'it' in the corner of the strip. The shape is roughly the same as that of a household in Japan. The scale was stamped with numbers such as 1, 2 and 3. I had some anticipation from the fact that the words made sense or from a clock that looked too much like Earth's.

Stream protection weighs seventy-five kilograms. Height is one hundred and sixty-seven centimeters.

That weight would be a pretty heavy category compared to height. Regardless, the weight of the muscles you build and wear instead of being fat will dominate.

There are no units displayed at all on this scale, but given the variety of circumstances that are so closely resembling the Earth so far, there will be no strange numbers - and

Reflux protection was' I didn't think about it '. Never take your will on the scale.

(- I knew, right...)

The unit is not written, so I don't know the exact thing - but. Based on the watch and bathroom specifications that I've been seeing, the scale won't change that much either.

In time, the numbers displayed there were lower than the drift protection had imagined.

That is. This world called Grimcrows has weak gravity.

Fist from an explosive step, unleashed on Cobria. Floating feeling on foot. I wonder if those are caused by light gravity.

With that in mind, it also makes sense that the height of the people on the road was higher than that of drifting shelter.

Organisms grown under weak gravity are presumed to grow high and large because of the low impact of gravity. However, due to the likewise low influence of gravity, muscle strength does not develop as much as it appears.

Both Minette and Belgrette were surprised that they blew Cobria bare hands.

In other words, would the muscle strength of drift protection be a fairly developed category compared to the people of this world? Perhaps to the point of falling outside the realm of common sense in this world.

Regardless, such an idea is just a guess of drift care, where school grades are below inside. Best of all, this world where something like Divine Chanting "Oracle" exists. There should be more common sense in drift protection and other parts that don't work.

It's just not how gravity works, and it's also likely that something unknown about drift protection is acting under the influence of the Divine Chant "Oracle" or something.

Anyway, gravity is weak around there. The body is light. Now just figuring that out would suffice.

And by the way, I even asked Minette how much she weighed.

Naturally, you can't possibly get an answer, but it's the boy's shallow mind around it.

"..., ma... draut..."

Thinking about that, I heard voices from the outside.

It's in the corner of the stripper, outside a large drawer of cloudy glass. What's such a big window in a stripper... well man water (?) Maybe that's why I think about it, etc., approaching the window and just opening it a little bit. Outside the window, a thin dirty alley spread.

"... hmm. I don't know if it's hard to think about."

Clear and beautiful voices can't be misheard. It was Belgrette.

He keeps his back on a narrow alley wall and roars with his arms around him. Arm wrapping highlighted the great breasts as always.

... That's how you touched the arr... and just about bored, the adolescent boy finally realized there was someone next to Belgrette. I had no choice but to look at my boobs.

It was a man. He is dressed in silver armor and raises his sword from his waist. Looks like a soldier.

Refreshing red brown hair with a tough face. Tall, too. How old are you? He was a good young man with a refreshing atmosphere.

Belgrette's boyfriend...... is it?

For some reason I felt a little sorry for her. It was a homeless protection, but I also feel stranger without a man because of her beauty. Even Colorful Flowers has a boyfriend.

"I think I'm wrong about the townspeople..."

He's handsome up to his voice. For some reason it was a drifting protection that made me a little angry.

"Can I have more security just in case? I'm pretty sure he's some kind of grudge demon or bandit."

Copy that, Miss Belgrette.

The young man answers with a bitter smile.

"Yes, Romaldo if you stop being a 'lady'. From a work standpoint, you're better off. I'm only an apprentice."

"Ha ha. Even if they say so."

Pisces, and drift protection that closes windows.

Hmm. Is that it? Identity, in-workplace romance beyond position, that sort of thing? Was it something you shouldn't see? Romaldo??? I'm sorry for rubbing Mr. Belgrette's tits. Well, why don't we take a bath?

Take off your clothes, enter the bathroom, draw hot water from the tub and apply it to your body.

"Daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"

It was water.

"Hey, what's up, bro... whoa, bro, SUNSHE, you're in shape!

For some reason, the story of the innkeeper dyeing his cheeks red says he can't take a bath until his wife, who is having a wellside meeting in the neighborhood, returns and boils in the fire god chant Oracle.

Contemporary Japanese boys' nights are further apart as they struggle badly with dinners where there is no such thing as chopsticks, or toilets where they don't know how to use them (but what was a water wash apparently maintained in the water god chant Oracle).

The next morning. The drifting shelter woke up without dragging drowsiness.

Are you still unfamiliar with the fact that you've come to an unusual world, sleep is shallow? Looking at the clock, the needle points to 6: 30. I wasn't sleepy enough to sleep twice, so I decided to wake up.

Can this also be called a double-open, kannon opening? Push open the huge window in the center of the room.

"... whoa..."

Unexpectedly, the exclamation leaked. Sun not yet high. Was he a god by the name of Inverenus in this world? A medieval city I've only seen before in textbooks and television, wrapped in a loud morning mist and still weak sunshine. Lifeguard was blinded by such a beautiful and fantastic sight...

"Hmm?"

That's where I noticed.

The city overlooking from upstairs. People are gathering near the city entrance in a deliberate manner. From the atmosphere, it doesn't seem like a routine sight.

What could it be this early in the morning?

Demonstrating a little wild horse guts, I also decided to go outside for drifting protection.

Exactly the entrance to the city… people were gathered not by the gates, but on the streets that exited the gates and a little.

The soldiers said, "Get away from me!" "Stay away!" And so on and so forth he raises his stern voice.

He mingled with people's bluffs and also heard something screaming.

Did something bad happen? I didn't mean to look that far, but I approach the crowd and look at the center of the noise.

Again, it's not like Japan. Unlike Japan, it is not strictly sealed off from the scene.

So I saw it. Easily, I got into view.

Corpse.

It was a corpse of a man, falling on his back.

Besides, he's not just dead. Miserable. I've exhausted that word.

Red pummeled like a shitty painting. The hands and feet are bent like discarded waste material, with white things popping out of the inside. Something pink, red and yellow peeked from all over his torn and rattled body. It was like a flower that failed to bloom from the inside out. There is zero pink and gray from the head that reminds me of the cracked fruit.

Red, wet, sticky hair on his face. Only one popped out of the eye. Crushed jaw.

In that case, it's even hard to tell the face.

But I figured it out for drift protection.

That's where Sole is falling without power. Minette.

A girl named Minette Bazene, I knew it.

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The thought of drift protection stopped.

- What the hell. What happened?

Why is Minette... so red, like a broken marionette,... no, that's not Minette. You're not anymore. I'm not in the shape of a person. It's another creature. No, it's not even a creature. Meat. That's already meat--

The moment the acidity spread in his mouth, the drifting guard was smashing the contents of his stomach by the side of the street.

"... ahhh... ahh!

Why? Yesterday, I said, "I'll see you again".

That's what I said and broke up with Minette, she's sleeping over there... Wake up...

I'll give you a face. Oh, it's Minette. I know it was half collapsed, it's Minette's face. I can tell if it's stained bright red, it's minette's clothes. That's definitely Mi,

"Lugo!"

Have you come to this place now? Running over, Belgrette calls his name. The shield couldn't react, just stared at Minnett, who was Minnett.

"... ugh!

Belgrette rushed out, following the gaze of the driftshield and sensing the situation.

"Out of the way! It's me! It's Belgrette!

Split up the crowd and name it soldier.

"This is Lord Belgrette!

Lifeguard doesn't remember much ahead of him from there.

Thoughts may have tried to deny the status quo.

Liquid protection was sitting on a roadside rock beside the street.

Minette's body had already been cleaned up and the area seemed to regain its routine.

"Yes."

Turning his face to his voice, Belgrette looks offering a wooden cup. Receive silently, like a shudder, and swallow it in your mouth. The contents were water. It hurt like my throat burned because I vomited scatterly.

"............... Minette, what?

The voice I finally squeezed out was amazingly blurred myself.

"... at your parents', your family's"

Belgrette's expression was bitter as she was in pain.

"What the... this. Why this?"

"... grudge demon, draughtlow. By Minette's body, their body hair was falling off. Definitely."

Belgrette tells me that it is also abominable to speak.

"Category B. As far as I can tell, the worst resentment demon. I have the habit of collecting light objects and collecting metal and ore and everything... their best 'hobby' is not that. Just... just playing, attacking humans. It is also said to record the condition in a stone that has the nature of preserving a sound called" Sound Ore ".... Even organisms called vermin have reason to attack people. To live. To eat. But they're not Draughtrow... they're just playing, playing... Minnett!

cancer, and. Belgrette slaps her fist against the street lamp.

…………

The drift shield stood silently.

"Where are you?

"Huh?"

I guess I didn't understand the meaning of the language of drifting protection, Bergrette shouts out a scowling voice.

"Where the hell is he? I'll kill you. I'll kill you."

"I can't."

"Why not?"

"Category B. This is an indicator based on the assumption that at least three soldiers of the Royal Palace will fight in direct opposition. Well, the number of draught lots confirmed from the analysis results was trisomy. Even if you defeated Cobria with your bare hands, you'll never be able to."

"Well, what do we do! Keep it up! Minette!

"I've already asked the castle for the launch of Silver Legion Squad Silvalios! Leave them alone, they'll die! Absolutely 'Silver Legion Troop' Silverios' will bring the judgment to justice! Even I... If I had the strength, I'd kill them with this hand! But I can't, I can't! I..., even I...!

Belgrette's beautiful face, with tears, was shaking.

"..., eh..."

Lifeguard was stuck in words.

Naturally. I just got to know Minette. It's not like driftshielding. I don't know when Belgrette got to know Minette. Still. Her grief, her anger. I'm sure they're bigger than the drift protection ones.

".................., sorry"

"... yeah. Thank you. For Minette's sake, you're so mad at me."

Belgrette sniffing.

The flowing guard looks up in the sky, as he dries his tears.

God's glowing sky called Inverenus was blue everywhere.

Keep feeling like you can't do it.

To head to Midir College, Lifeguard was walking with Belgrette.

"Hey, Belle... Dear"

"Bell's fine."

"Bye, Belle. The streets are safe, right? Well... I think it was in the street that Minette fell."

"That's where it's puzzling. Sometimes exorcism doesn't work on very powerful resentment demons. But it should work for category B draughtrow... I've never even heard of a class B exorcism that doesn't work"

"... Then why is Minette..."

Streak protection squeaks without power.

"… for a few days now, there have been reports of draught-like sightings. But everyone, including me, was half-hearted. In the first place, you can't be in this Sandrian neighborhood. I've only seen it once myself. When I was a kid, my father took me to the woods outside the country.... we should have deployed stricter security..."

I can't repent if I repent. That was the tone.

Speaking of Japan, maybe it's close to talking about a bear in a residential neighborhood.

"... So now you're saying this neighborhood is in a very dangerous situation?

"Drawthrow is nocturnal, so it's safe during the day. It's just that... for a while at night, you're going to have to be on strict alert. But make sure... Silver Legion Squad Silvalios sweeps them up."

"Troops or something in the country?

"A proud elite unit of my Reindeer kingdom. The number of constituents is 64. Even if the legendary category S class resentment demon is the opponent, it doesn't take delay."

"Right..."

I just had to hope for drift protection.

The Silver Legion Squad, Silvalios, will take Minette's revenge.