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

Silver and black to bump into. Disturbing flames, ice, water, thunder, wind.

I guess you're used to rough things, young soldiers pounding black clothes one after the other with ice swords. There comes another couple of black clothes, all at once. No matter how much light armor you're wearing, you can't wait to get into the intensive attack of Blunt Instrument and Divine Chant Oracle. The soldier blew away more and more. There. Also, another soldier rushes into the black clothes.

Soldiers and black clothes in one-on-one offense. Spread out sparks of surgery, they are attacking each other one after another without giving in.

Such sights were unfolding everywhere.

If the soldiers are hunters, the black clothes are like beasts.

Flying anger, cursing, screaming...

Belgrette let the water flow unfold, knocking down the two attacking black clothes at the same time, just straightening down under Mia.

In the midst of the turbulent silver and black runoff, Mia and I are still captured at the deepest end of the abandoned factory - eye to eye. Clearly. I didn't miss her mouth moving, "Belle."

By Mia, Redrack watches the brawl with a wolfed face and Dino with a thin grin on the contrary. Some of the mouthcloth men are standing on columns.

- Get out of the way, you bastards. By Mia, it's not your place.

Belgrette glances - at Dino - as she slaps down one of her enemies jumping from side to side with a water sword and prevents Oracle, the fiery god chant, which was simultaneously swept from the middle distance by several men.

Without exaggeration, a more troublesome man than two hundred outlaws.

If you're a shield, you might be able to cross with this guy too. But...

I've already finished chanting the Great Sword. This time, I won't take unconsciousness or anything. Dino doesn't give you a gap to do anything, he slaps you under a blow with a big sword.

It's in the knight. Seriously, it's a close blow to an unintentional blow.

But - what does that mean?

If one of your best friends can't protect Chivalry, throw that stuff away in a sweep.

I will never - this time, I will help Mia -!

Looking at Kiki Dino, one more person knocked down the attacking black clothes.

- For a second.

A black shadow 'flew' from the front in the right sense.

"- Huh!?

In the difference between the pieces of paper, Belgrette bows herself to it. The severed hair danced through the universe slightly.

The shadow, which flew in at an awesome speed, bounced off black clothes and a few of the knights and landed flashy as they raised the earthquake.

The identity of the shell that was fired out and the flighty one - a man with a terribly thin body.

"Hehe. That's Gartirude's little girl. Avoid it properly. I can't even stand up with a pretty face. Uh, that's Zaura. Nice to meet you, hehe."

Zaura smiled as humble as a beggar in the back street. I don't see him as a man who showed a very sharp flight.

"Mm-hmm. As far as I'm concerned, I think pretty kids are sooo much better off cawing in pain."

Both hands of Zaura. A transparent nail that stretches at the fingertips of all ten of them.

It emits a white "Moya" - a cold air nail.

"Stay in a good voice, young lady."

The moment the man rubbed his nails together and gave him a downward grin, a fireball flew in from across the side.

"Ooh ho!

As Zaura clawed aggressively, the off-track fireball struck directly at the back of the mafia that was nearby.

Zaura bursts into laughter as she looks down with pleasure as the black clothes that are supposed to be her companions wander around.

"Hehe, hahaha! Oh, evil, evil. Suddenly you throw fireballs by accident, it's the mon who had Hidey, right?

"There was a hiccup playing wax at my people."

That's how I walked in.

"Edvin......!

A vicious facial 'mad dog' hoisted his mouth corner to the limit as he walked over.

Blood is coming from the edge of its mouth. I'm talking about this boy, he's already done it flashy and he must have sunk some.

"Belle, go. I don't have time for this."

"Ooh, fuzzy! Why do you have to dairy with Omei fucking Kozo!? I'm not interested in men! I'll clean it up in a minute, so don't go. Hey, Gertirude's girl!

Zaura stood up in a hurry, holding her right hand toward Edvin as if to aim.

The hand froze, making a noise, Gakin.

I think it was this guy's move. It was Belgrette, but it's not.

"Colour!?

As the evidence showed, Zaura raised her voice of consternation.

One shadow, dancing down between the three confronting each other, with a lightness that doesn't make you feel the weight. I don't have a scratch on me.

"Lenore!"

"... because I could see if I was fighting upstairs.... Belle, go"

She says, pointing a faceless but sharp gaze at Zaura.

"Ooh ho! This isn't another pretty lady! Let's play with Odishan."

Zaura whispers a creepy cat whispering as she rubs her frozen right arm in Lenore's blow.

"... Fine.... I'll play for you"

Lenore answers with only a slight narrowing of her eyes, with no expression.

"Play with me, too! Oh, Sun, wow!

I guess I was finishing the chant during a series of exchanges, when Edvin threw a fireball that glowed red at the moment.

"Uuch......, huh!?

He was a saura waving his left arm to defeat the impending fireball, but halted his arm along the way and bowed down to him aggressively.

The sphere of flame, which flies while leaving the scorching sound of the air, bursts onto the far wall and scatters luxuriously pieces of stone.

"Shit. I wish I'd beaten you down."

"Mad Dog" is a nigga.

- It's not just a fireball. Edvin's hand, Scatterbomb. If you're a half-breed defense, you won't even allow it to go unprotected to play, a high-speed blast ball.

Assuming Zaura was waving her arms off trying to beat them off, she would have blown those arms off.

"... the kid... use a move from a long time ago, wow..."

Zaura, who has always been hella, stares at her with a sharp eye like someone else's.

Edvin against returns a hella laugh like he made a little fool of himself.

"A dozen years ago, that's all. But there are some people in the world who play me bare hands without the divine chant Oracle? Temei can't do that."

Belgrette is convinced.

These two enter the upper echelons in college if they fight. It's okay. Edvin and Lenore would be fine with these two.

"Both of you, please stay here"

"I'll take care of it."

Edvin with his thumbs up and Lenore snorting silently.

"The kid. Ahhh!

Belgrette runs out, slamming down one of the black clothes as he swirls a flame in his hands.

Empty of wind holes, outside the walls of the abandoned factory.

Side of the building, a corner where the growing trees and grass overlap and are even like blind spots.

"Ha, ha...!

"Alma, are you okay?

"Ha, ha, I can manage..."

Standing back to back, Priscilla and Alma breathe without alarm.

Speaking of knights, that sounds good, but the two are still apprentices. Though he is dressed in light armor and carries a silver sword, he has an overwhelming lack of experience in action. The extermination of resentment demons has also never experienced a category D or higher assignment.

Priscilla scores there in training, but Alma is struggling with a violent drunken response.

Still, knights are knights. By the two of us, but standing around carefully, he was powerless of six black clothes.

Even so, snipe at enemies who are alone while hiding in the shadows. It's a plain method of warfare where you realize you've been shot, and you take down two enemies poking at you with anger minds - for two reasons. Don't tell me you're knocking them down just for someone who seems weak.

The mafia is also clean from the pin. Some young soldiers come in with amateur rounds, while others practice using the Divine Chant "Oracle" while carefully making mistakes.

"Mr. Belgrette, I wonder if you're all right... but I went in there by myself"

A scratch-ridden Alma groans carelessly as she watches a distant brawl.

Priscilla also looked to be caught.

Silver and black to bump into. Flames and ice that bounce together. Thunder strike and wind. Not very much, but I don't have the skill to go inside and be active.

"Ha. He's an apprentice, but he's different from us. He's a regular soldier."

"... I see. So is that."

Alma laughed weakly.

Her abdomen exploded abruptly.

"-..., ah...?

I don't know what happened.

With that look on his face, Alma leans around.

"Alma!?

Priscilla barely supported her as she collapsed to be sucked to the ground.

"Alma, Alma... hold on!

Jiji, and a deafening sound sounded.

While supporting Alma, who distorts her face in agony, Priscilla turns her fearful face toward the sounder.

"I don't have a grudge... can you die a lot? Little girls."

There was a big man in black, who charged his arm with a bee.

We look around unexpectedly, but this is where we chose to die. No other black clothes, but no fellow knights.

"If you look at me with a woman, you can do it to the Zaura guy who's very impressed, or the brother of Redrack. It's better. Goodbye."

- I'm used to it.

I'm used to killing people. There's no "Shinjun" or hesitation, that kind of behavior. The man puts his palm against Priscilla's face. Bachi, and the spark scattered.

At the moment of death in Priscilla's chest, the big man in black pulled his hand into his lap and didn't fly much. Shortly afterwards, a stick proud of its great ruler pierced the place where the man had been until then. Spread purple electricity, much longer than Priscilla's back length - a thunder stick.

It's a shame.

What emerged from the shadow of the building was a giant man of no less stature than a big man in black.

"You, are..."

It's not a mafia. I'm not even a knight. Uniform from Midir College. Priscilla doesn't know much about it either, but this big guy - he joined the fight to help his captured classmate, a friend of Belgrette's.

The big man, with his eyes so narrow that he didn't know whether it was open or closed, gave a low voice as he looked, with an invincible grin.

"The eagles fight. Retreat ye lords."

I saved you all any waste, terminal stuff.

"Oh no... but that's not how it works...!

Even if Priscilla is a knight. No matter how much, there is no reason to leave the battlefield to the students. Even Priscilla, who was not studious, immature and not very enthusiastic, was just resistant.

"Is it the knight who lets you die, being mean?

"Damn......!

I know. In Priscilla, you'll never beat this big man in black. As it is, Alma is also in danger.

"If you think you can't leave it to students as knights, don't worry. Because I'm not just a student."

"Hmm. So, what mon?

I asked a big man in black.

"That stick, it's a good smell. Students who study well in college are not the kind of Shilomon you can easily create. Such a noisy mon, you don't teach in class.... big, smelly from you. Just like us... the smell of death."

The giant student laughed invincibly, "Ni......" and slapped lightly, "Your Lord is a big guy too".

"So, but..., uh, what do I do?"

To Priscilla, who grated him with half a cry, the giant student tells him to keep an eye on his enemies in black.

"I... am Akelone. I don't think the Lord needs to worry about it. Raindeer knight."

A big man in black whistled cleverly. Perhaps, with surprise emotions.

"Ake...... loan......!

Priscilla freezes unexpectedly.

I was listening to you. He said he had a family of Akelone in attendance at Midir College. I didn't know you were an acquaintance of Belgrette.

- At the same time, however, the stray disappeared.

"Thank you......!

Priscilla held Alma and ran away from the spot.

To help this dying friend.

In order not to get caught up in Akelone's outrage.

The big man in black is shy, get up. In the form that surrounds both of its arms, a white spark emits light.

"I'm Bizente. I don't have a last name. He was an orphan."

The giant man who picked up the thunder stick also laughs and drops his hips. scatter violet electricity so that the object can respond.

"It's Diegos Akelone. Let's just get started."

"Ha... Ha, ha...!

Although he prevented the Black Clothes' divine chanting "Oracle" with an intermittent haircut, Belgrette stepped on the raft and retreated greatly.

Dozens of miles to the deepest part where Mia is. The beasts in black that spread in between.

"Ha-ha-ha - I said, is that the limit?!? It's your daughter!

From side to side, black clothes with the wind god chanting "Oracle" dance.

"- Ew!

Though the fist was prevented by diligently expanding the water, it was heavily blown away and disfigured by the other's wind.

"I'll make you regret being born to a woman, little girl!

The men with a humble laugh arrive in Belgrette at the same time as all the hungry beasts.

The Girl Knight looks up as she prevents three or four onslaught, twitches and defends herself thoroughly.

I looked at this one and saw Mia's face screaming desperately for something.

- Wait, Mia. Because I will definitely help.

Unacceptable. I will never be forgiven, even if I, the knight who helps the weakness, fail to help Mia many times. Even if God forgives you, you can't forgive yourself.

Paan, and.

Oracle, some kind of divine chanting technique that flew from the side, burst into Belgrette's head.

――……

Around… my vision leans. Something warm feels like communicating your cheeks.

With all the opportunity, the men dance.

He grabbed his arm and was brutally pulled down to the floor. One man becomes a horse rider.

"..., Ke"

Good, no voice.

"Ah!? Did I say something!? Ha ha, you decadent milk, make a mess"

"Get out of the way!

Oops, the water blew up.

The man's hand, which was stretching over Belgrette's chest, blew up blood and twisted. A few of the dense mafias who were trying to hold it down blow together. Red mixed in the roaring water currents.

"Gee, ahhhhhhhhh!?

Abdomen, arms, feet. The black clothes, wounded like a thousand bites, scattered blood and rolled on the floor.

A huge stream of water wrapped around a vortex ravages the surrounding area like a wild serpent. Five, six, and the mafias are slaughtered.

- I'm ashamed to name the operation.

It was Mia who called this technique 'Aquastorm'.

Now, although I don't put it in words or anything, I conveniently call it that in my heart, too.

"Phew..."

Exhaling loudly, Belgrette slowly rises.

When the faintly pink containing aqua storm disappeared, there was no longer anyone standing around.

More than ten black clothes that had surrounded themselves have fallen and are groaning.

"Ku... this, little girl..."

"He's strong...!

Black clothes vigilant on faraway rolls.

My body is... heavy.

My head creaks.

How many more are there?

Oh, yeah. To so many enemies, I discarded the chant of the Great Sword and switched to Aquastorm. Also, I need to chant the art of the Great Sword...

That grand moves chant, about five minutes. Just five more minutes...... wait, Mia......

Belgrette - turns her gaze forward.

A dozen men still hissing. Dino looks at the battle and smiles lightly. Redrack with a werewolf look. Near it is also nestled a blonde man with a mouthcloth covering his face. It doesn't even look like it moved. This opponent will not be the only one either.

There are still plenty of enemies to defeat.

I got eyes on Redrak.

Belgrette stares at his enemies with the eyes of his lightly iced "Ice Blue".

- If that's what I was' Penta 'for. You might even be able to really freeze your enemies by just staring at them like this.

"Ku......! Ohh... Ohh, we're leaving! Dino, pull that kid!

Should I say that I have frozen it in a way? I wonder. Redrack accompanies the men around him and the man with the mouthcloth wrapped around him and runs to the back of the door behind him. I'm still fighting, abandoning a lot of my own men.

"Ooi, are you going to run away? I'm curious..."

Dino laughs remorsefully, but pleasantly. It is not Bergrette whose red eyes are watching. Far beyond - probably doing the lion's work fast, watching 'Him'.

"Ya, please! If you're not the Lord in the first place, you can't run with him......!

"Wow. Wow. Don't look at me begging. From disgusting."

Dino obeyed orders very hard and took up Mia's body.

"Nah..."

Belgrette leaks her voice unexpectedly.

"Belle, cha......! Belle, ahhh!

Mia screams.

The Redracks. The men. Dino, who was responsible for Mia. Behind the door - disappearing into darkness.

Don't be ridiculous. Beyond this period, I can't believe we're trying to escape...!

Belgrette's legs fluttered as she ran out to chase him.

My leg. I'm not going forward.

I couldn't even take the reception and fell into the front.

"Ah, gu... wait...,"

I can put my strength into my arms. I can put my strength into my legs. But it doesn't work. Bodies complaining about limits, they don't try to get up.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!

I squeezed out my voice. I put all my strength into it.

But that was it.

The body didn't get up.

Makes me want to punch my fist to the ground. But I can't even move one of my fingers, and I can't even do that.

- You win, Bell boy.

The boy's voice sounded familiar to me.

The inflected drift shield gently lifts Belgrette's body.

"Lew..., Mia,... me, help, be..."

It's not a win.

It didn't arrive. I couldn't even reach under Mia, and she got away.

Also, I couldn't help.

"Belle, alone, knocked down dozens of people, and a bastard named Dino with a mafia boss ran off with his ass. Nothing but your victory."

That's not true. If you can't help that kid, it doesn't mean anything.

Instead, they ran wild, alarmed, and escaped in vain.

"Thanks to you, I've been able to keep my strength alive."

Shh.

The same was true when Farvnar. You are too bad at lying.

Lugo's face. Scratches. Cuts. She also tells me that there is blood on her cheek.

How many black clothes have you knocked down? It shouldn't be my ratio. No matter how Lugo deals with all those outlaws, he can't be intact. You can't be not exhausted.

"What a strange face. You're not lying, are you? There's a lot of room left."

Belgrette is supported by the boy and sits gently.

Called into exile protection, one of my coworker's female knights rushed in. Immediately a hand is placed on the wound of Belgrette and the treatment of recovery begins.

"Belle, rest in peace. I'm sure I won already."

"What, so... because Mia..."

The boy gets up.

"So, thanks to your hard work, I can go after them with all my spare time. I can beat them and bring Mia back. You win, right?"

Lifeguard said that gently with a smile on his face and snapped his neck.

"Well, I'll ask you about the Bell Child"

"Yeah, I'll take care of it."

A coworker's knight smiles and sends him off.

"All right, break's over. Wait, we'll catch up soon."

Running out the stream protection runs across the door where the Redracks disappeared.

"... it's okay, Belgrette"

"Huh?"

"Take a look around."

Round your neck and look around you as you were told.

"- Ah."

I didn't realize it because my consciousness was hazy.

This section of my own, abandoned factory.

All the black clothes around him had been defeated and subdued. About forty people? The knights, one after the other, are tying the black clothes behind their backs and going into restraint work.

"Almost half of it is your feat, Belgrette. Outside the big compartment next door or something, there's still fighting, though. For one thing, it's safe here.... So, I was surprised too -"

The female knight turns to the grin drawn across the door where the drift protection disappeared while applying the technique of recovery to Belgrette.

"That cale. I wasn't lying to you with care. He's hurt a little, but really, he's barely worn out. I don't know... Pretty much, I've been thinking about reducing my health drain. That's a hell of a lot to deal with..."