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

"So... who put Sabel and Edvin in this situation, but..."

Julie, whose eyes sharpened sharply while returning to her usual state, said her name.

"Orchester, right?

Having heard the name, Bergrette narrowed her eyes to think of something.

"I knew it would happen...."

After a little time, I can afford to think about it in my heart.

Edwin and Sabel were both caught up in unrelated trouble elsewhere at the same time. Rather than such a coincidence, it is certainly better to assume that you were individually targeted where you were alone.

And now I have no idea who else in Badalnois might do such a imitation.

"In fact, at about the same time, Lugo was ambushed by Mertina. Luckily, I was able to repel it, so that's all."

Julie pointed at the tip of her nose covered in Cotton Sauce (Gauze). That's the part where Mertina wounded in the blow.

"I'm sure it's the same for me. Perhaps the guy who attacked Sabel was going to come after me when things got better."

"But when I was fighting Sabel, the museum was on fire, and there were so many soldiers, so I ran away..."

"It's about Sabel... I think he set fire with the intention of stabbing his enemies in order not to escape. I bet you didn't mean it. He loves art, and normally he doesn't fly a building with people who aren't involved."

"So... I guess it was so bad that I couldn't pretend to care less."

Considering that Mertina was sent to the goblin, it would not be surprising if a powerful assassin were sent under Sabel. And if Edwin had a similar opponent, his terrible injury would have convinced him. Rather, it is a miracle to pick up life.

"Sabel and Julie have always been together, right?

"... I got a little off on the way. I can't believe you're poking me like this...."

Exactly, within the museum in operation, the grand raid would not have been anticipated by either of us in the hundred wars of smelting.

"So... I guess Bergrette wasn't attacked because she was in the barracks..."

"I don't know..."

No matter how powerful Orchester is in the dark, it will be difficult to target people in public and private establishments.

According to Bergrette, a report of a museum fire arrived when he finished interrogating the barracks, and he ran along with the soldiers.

"I wonder who the assassin has been watching?

When I heard Julie's guess, I thought my spine would freeze.

(Belle happened to be in the barracks... with the soldiers, so I just didn't get attacked...)

In other words, it is no coincidence. If there's one thing wrong, by now...

……

The guardian who looked at Bergrette, the party, raised a question mark in his head.

Speaking of the Knight Girl, knowing that she had been lucky enough not to be attacked, she didn't look amazing - she stared at the floor with her fingers on the tip of her chin.

We no longer have a short relationship. I also know Iwasaki. This is how she thinks about something. Belgrette hasn't said a word silently since this topic came up.

"Professor Belko, anything bothering you?

"Ah, yeah...."

The knight of the girl who finally looked up after being spoken to said strangely.

"Why is Orchester attacking us...?

Yufu and Julie glanced at each other unexpectedly and immediately returned to Bergrette.

"No, eh? Why... that's why they're enemies..."

It was a mood like asking the reason why 1 +1 becomes 2.

Orchester is a dark organization to which Kinzel belongs and is now leaping in this Badalnoise. Unfortunately, Lenore and Mertina have also become members.

Initially, there was an impression of uncertainty, but its existence was also testified to by Raltz and Gadgado.

It's supposed to be a simple story that they've finally set it up.

Julie opens her mouth to Bergrette's questions.

"That's because we were working with Badarnois, right? Even yesterday, that Lenore warned you to go home. It took us a long time to get rid of those who refused... wasn't that all?

"Exclude..."

Bergrette groans at the disturbing words that appeared in Julie's story. I kept doing this without putting aside.

"I don't doubt that the person who appeared at the museum was trying to 'eliminate' Sabel in light of the situation. And the puzzle is Edwin."

"Edwin? What's wrong with you?

If you're not sure what Bergrette feels caught up in, simply ask her back. She responded immediately.

"Edwin lost his life. Of course, it must be a pleasure for us... but I wonder why the enemy didn't stab Edwin. Unlike Sabel, who was supposed to have had to retreat because of the commotion, there should have been ample respite."

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no."

Belgrette said it was too dangerous, so I was confronted with it, but I was definitely worried when it was pointed out.

Edwin was found lying on the road by passers-by returning from the sacred ceremony Palezza. In other words, the enemy left without fulfilling the purpose of 'eliminating'.

"That's right... I can't tell you anything because I don't know the details..."

Julie pointed and enumerated the possibilities that could be considered.

"As a matter of fact, I couldn't afford to stab a thorn. I was going to hold my breath.... that's a sweet story about stuffing. And then... but, well, I guess that's where it is."

"That's right..."

Bergrette nodded and kept dropping her gaze on the floor.

"There is no way for us who were not there to know the truth. It's just..."

"Just?"

Without any concern, Izushi prompted me to go ahead.

"When Edwin recovers, he'll be able to tell you more."

Now I feel happier and happier.

There may be some vague memories of that injury, but at least we can tell what happened and what the enemy was like. Now that we know little about Orchester, we may be able to gain valuable information.

"So... isn't that a bit bad?

It was Julie who lurked there.

"Of course, Edwin must remember the other person's face and characteristics. Then...."

I had a feeling about Izushi too.

--Mouth seal.

An enemy who failed to take Edwin down may be attacking again to stop his breath -

"Well, this isn't just about Edwin, is it? Same with Sabel. It's a pleasure for us that they're alive. But if we make enemies, we'll miss them. Then I'm sure they'll set it up again soon...."

The danger hasn't left. Rather, it is scaled up to pieces. Edwin and Sabel are dying. Bergrette and Julie happened to escape. For the first time, it was a retreated shield.

All five are still under attack, and we must remain alert to unknown assaults wherever they come from.

(Orchester... Damn it, it would've been completely different if I had held Meltina down...)

The room began to darken slightly as it responded to the heavier air. Night will come soon. Even in this different world, the winter day is still short.

Has it been about twenty minutes since the debate began?

What happened, the entrance became more noisy.

Oh, I wonder if it's another customer.

Julie murmured as if she was feeling happier.

This is the waiting room in the first place, no matter when people come. It was just after the guards stood up to get in the back seat without getting in the way.

"Kuku, excuse me suddenly. I'm sorry to bother you."

Five men wearing armor came in somehow.

Four of them were silver-equipped general soldiers. And one of the leading men who would have led them was the face of the godfathers. A skinny knight dressed in gorgeous white armor and a wide black jacket. Long sleepy hair that looks like a picture of a beautiful man and doesn't suit her.

One of the Snowstorm White Knights, Gracela Duela, who was attending this morning's meeting with Omzolf.

"... I wonder if it was Migasinthia-san."

Seeing Julie's appearance, she bent her eyebrows in a mood without hiding it.

"Kuku, this is... It's an honor to have you remember. Fufu, whatever my name is, it seems like it's too long. You're often mistaken or hard to remember, Kuku."

Unique, lowly laughter that sounds deep in your throat. It was the same at the morning meeting, but it doesn't suit the aristocratic appearance.

"So, what can I do for you? It doesn't look like you've come to see a doctor."

"Yes, Kuku, listen to me... two men were badly wounded. Well, there's a story that I want to take you both to the treatment room at the royal palace... from the priest Omzolf. It's up to you to pick me up, Kuku."

Should I say that my ears are fast? The Royal Palace - Omzolf - has already found out about Sabel and Edwin.

(Well, the museum is burning up, so...)

Rather than saying anything to the proposal, the valet entered the room after the knights.

"Mi, Migashintea....!

Lord of this clinic. I'm Dr. Gottfried, who treated Sabel and Edwin.

"As I mentioned earlier, the two patients have finally settled down. However, in this cold, if we transport them to the royal palace now, it could adversely affect their condition....."

It is one of the most robust soldiers to advance before a respectful physician.

"YOU. Does a doctor's attitude challenge OMZOLF's decision?

"No! That's not what I meant...."

Between the two, Migas Sintia interrupts the arm. Somewhat in a way that suppresses soldiers.

"Fu, Kuku. Stop it. The" one-size-fits-all doctor "is an expert on the human body. That's what he says, I guess. Kuku... rather, I agree with the doctor."

With an endless smile, Migasinthia alternates between Godfrey and the Guardians.

"However... there was a good reason why the priest wanted to transport the patient to the royal palace, fufu"

"Is that why...?

What does it mean to move a serious patient right now? As a human body expert, it would have been a natural question. Migasinthitia looks at the godforsaken godforsaken doctors sideways.

"The wounded two... and the three of you here, Lord Lugo. Five of you are infidels... Orchester or something? It is presumed that the priest of Omzolf is being targeted by such people."

Everyone here breathed except the White Knights.

Of course, the physicians who would have simply endured a noisy situation and the street guardians who have had some discussion, the direction of surprise is different.

(Even the priest of Omzolf... did you think that far?)

She had reached the same conclusion as the guardians. Besides,

"... I see. So you're here to 'protect' us..."

"Fu, Kuku. If you say so, it will be."

Migas Sintia answered Julie's words with a throat.

"Kuku, can we get on with the preparations now?

In its current form, the street guards are being targeted.

Needless to say, a strong palace is safer than a small clinic just outside the city. Everyone will think that it is good to be kind.

"I apologize, Migasinthia. Sincerely, the suggestion... can you decline it for today?"

Everyone noticed the Lord of the voice.

The soldiers, as well as the Migashintea, were chattered with a slightly false face.

"Fu, Kuku. Uh, sure, what's your name?"

"My name is Bergrette Fiz Gartilloude, Migasinthia."

Girl knights who would not expect a response from the soldiers greet with a beautiful example.

"Kuku, that's right. Thank you very much, Mr. Bergrette. Fufu, your name is as long as mine. Fufufu. About what you just said... you don't need to transfer your friends?

"Yes"

Adaptive Bergrette tends to lie face to face with her hands on her chest.

"We invited Omzolf to help solve this case as much as possible. Nevertheless, we have not been able to cite achievements that seem to be fruitful. I was unable to provide any powerful information about Lenore, and yesterday" Sakutsu "let Meltina and Lenore escape, and today, at the end of the sightseeing in the city that was recommended to be distracted, this sort of disposition.... You can't even apologize for hiding from the infidels....."

Sure enough, Iwamori was secretly depressed in her heart.

(From Badalnois's side, we're not going to be of any help....)

But I can't treat it like an omezolf in front of me. There is a form of dress as the lord of one country. I am worried. Situations around here were also the subject of discussion at lunch.

(No, somehow I'm really sorry about this....)

We can't get Lenore to break the cobblestones or set the museum on fire, even in self-defense. Now that you're protecting them from the assassins, all you have to do is bow your head.

But...

(But what are you going to do...?

Things are serious.

Sabel and Edwin are dying, and they don't know when or where they're coming from.

It's not when you're worried about your face. If you're going to send me a rescue ship, I think I should stay on board.

So he opened his mouth to a powerful soldier who was intimidating Dr. Gottfried earlier.

"You don't have to care. The Oomzolf priest is not to blame for such things."

Bergrette nodded smiling.

"Yes, I'm sure Omzolf would be the one on the left. But this is a matter of our minds. Could you spare some time to cool your head..."

"No... but it is. You're going to get killed!

It was the long arm presented in front of him that blocked the strong soldier's objection.

"Fu, Kuku. Very well, Mr. Bergrette. I understand. So let's pull it up."

"Mi, Migasinthia!?

The soldier's protest was not a problem, and the white knight with an unchanging smile agreed.

"Kuku, say we're good. It's not something we're forced to do."

Migashintee walks lightly with her heels turned.

"Oh, wait! This is the life of the priest Oomzolf! No matter how light you are...!

And the moment the tough soldier grabbed his shoulder.

Gunn, Migashintier turned around with great momentum and looked down at him at close range. The distance between the forehead and the forehead seems to stick. From the white knight's straight face, the thin laughter that had always come to mind had disappeared.

"Young man, do you think one soldier's attitude will challenge the decision of this Migasinthitier?

The field calms down.

The air is frozen, enough to say.

"I, uh... I, uh..."

Immediately after the mighty soldier staggered his expression and voice,

"Fu, Kuku.... well, no one would care if you were so awesome, right? Doctor, you must have felt the same way as your current lord ~. Fu, fufu, fufufufufufufu...! Surprised? Are you surprised? Were you looking at me? Kufu... Bofu! Bufufu! Fuhihihiufufufukakakakaka...!

The magical sword screen just now is a dream or a fantasy.

The shoulder-shaking Migashintea burst into her throat and laughed joyfully. Like a child who succeeded in a prank.

Witnessing the exchange, Izushi is about to reveal a dry laugh.

(... this guy... he's not just an idiot...)

That instant of killing. I suddenly took an aggressive stance. Bergrette and Julie seemed to be the same, with a slightly more pressing finish.

"Kuku, I will report to the Oomzolf priest myself. It's not your fault, fufu."

There are no more opinions. The soldiers kept silent with a look like they were not going to slap each other for nothing.

"Kuku, then we have a guest. You're not going back to the Palace of Ice Glow, Palace Shell On for a while?

Girl knights respond to white knights who have been smiling about where the wind is blowing, such as the tension of soldiers.

"... yes, for tonight. In the near future, we will be sending a greeting as well as an apology for today's disrespect."

To the left. Kuku, there's nothing to worry about. You might have rented out your room, so you can come and go as you like. It's rare for the Oomzolf priest to go out, so I'll see you at any time. "

"Yes, thank you for your concern."

"Kukuku, excuse me."

The soldiers left the waiting room with Zorosolo at the head of the remaining Migashintea. Dr. Gottfried hastily followed them to see them off.

So, just like before, there were only three people left in the room: Aigo, Bergrette, and Julie.