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

"Then take command of the sinners, please, Kesh."

"Ri, got it, fu, deputy!

After finishing the correspondence, Oretta put up beautiful gray hair.

Resume the preparations that had been interrupted and arrange the cups and dishes with the tequila.

Liliane was sitting back in her chair, staring at her like that.

"Come on, now, let's have a snack, princess!

Liliane asks her friend, who grinned full face with her hands together all the time.

"The current correspondence... is about the slave organization, right...?

"Yeah, well. But now, it's all clear. Bellette, our country's proud soldiers, and that Aumilieu......, Limiauriugo? Kun?... Anyway, uh, by the hands of the brave. They say your friend in Belgrette is safe, too. There's nothing left for the princess to worry about."

"Right."

Liliane gives a small head start watching the hot air rising from the poured tea. At the same time, it was cut out in small pieces.

"In the morning...... how many years has it been? I'm going to the big library."

On the castle grounds there is an annex called the Great Library, which houses a huge number of books.

Essentially, it is not often enough for a small library in the inner castle to get to that point - though.

"Oh, diligence is above all. Even if you want to know about the Divine Chant" Oracle "? Then I'll tell you what to do."

To Oretta, who is deliberately trying to get out of the way, but to be clear.

"It's about slavery. But...... I couldn't even find any of those books or literature in the big library.... you didn't intentionally put it away from my eyes, did you?

Oretta rinsed the tea and nodded as she had noticed.

"... Yes. Has it been around for about two years?"

To the answer, Liliane felt like she could tighten her chest.

I didn't feel anger at the fact that I was hiding books and literature.

I felt sorry for my stupidity when I just realized that I had been hiding information for two years.

Even "Adule" told me about the eradication of slavery, but in the end, I was just snooping. Knowledge to the extent described in rumours and daily newspapers, without much investigation. If I had to raise my hips myself to find out, the means had been sealed two years ago.

I think about how I was talking about things just on the upper side.

But still.

"Oretta, can you help me..."

I really want to go for it. That determination is unshakeable.

"Before that. Why does His Majesty want to keep the princess away from information? You know why, right?

Liliane nods back forcefully to Oretta's inquiry like a teacher.

"I couldn't even make that Dealey... not even your father... come on and I can't help it, it's so difficult"

Or maybe it's impossible. Maybe he ends up in jail, buys unwanted grudges, and just exposes himself to danger.

If an ignorant princess in "Adule" is just telling her dreams like, "It's something we shouldn't do, we want to lose it," it's still acceptable. But if you mean it, King Aldia...

Can you penetrate yourself until you fight that gentle and horrible father?

"The princess had just turned five at that time"

"... Oh, yeah, yes"

It's the cut that Liliane started hoping to eradicate slavery.

Liliane, then five years old, accompanied King Aldia on his inspection. He was naturally bored, such as talking to adults, and rolled out to the city with his royal guard Amanda.

They meet one girl in such a corner of the city.

The three of us spoke with each other immediately, and often had a good time.

Later, it was discovered that the girl was a slave.

Many nobles viewed the princess of one country as problematic in her contact with those who were slaves, and even raised her voice that Amanda should be punished, who had created the opportunity for the princess to deal with slaves.

As a result, the girl didn't ask, she got nothing.

"My thoughts remain the same. Maybe it's a worldless, selfish assertion. Still..."

Amanda's words, pursued by the nobles, still remain in her breasts.

"What's the difference between slaves and us?" Though it would be the same person whose words also make sense. For the most part, if you were there, you would have made a distinction between the child being a slave or a civilian, you bald man. Say "Nametako," and I'll shave off all that little hair, Cora. "

Even though the girl was a slave, she was one who worked as a servant of a wealthy merchant. It can't even be distinguished by its appearance. The pursuit of the nobles was close to an argument using slavery as an excuse.

Ten years after that. She may also be independent and civilian by now as an adult.

There were no decisions the princess and slaves couldn't deal with in the first place, and everyone felt ill, it was a meaningless rub.

who will be treated like that girl. A friend of Oretta's who was once taken away. And this time a girl named Mia.

And all slaves, if you can get rid of pointless flattery. Liliane, without wishing… cannot help but aim.

"... ha. It's hard to pinch a plate. I should be on your side, Your Majesty and the Princess."

Oretta deliberately flaunts her shoulders and laughs as if she were out of her way.

Liliane let go of her will to her eyes.

"I'm sorry, Oretta. It would be very comforting if you would martyr with me… and I would be delighted"

A moment of silence.

Shortly after, Oretta blew out.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha!... ha-ha... that's candid. But you're still a parent and child, Your Majesty and the Princess. That's what it looks like."

"Hey, what is it, too... you don't have to laugh so much"

Oretta wiped the tears in her eyes and looked at Liliane with her strong eyes.

"Well...... let's start with one thing at a time and make sure we get to know each other. I'm going to let you say I have your majesty one day. Because it is not a problem that can be formed overnight. I'll take care of the books and literature for now."

"... Yes!

I might still leave it to others.

But the helpless princess takes a small but certain step this day.

I've been dreaming about it since I was young, for the ideal world.

It was a small, thin, dirty room that was put through.

There are no windows, surrounded by stone on all sides. None of the decorations.

In the center of the room, an old, blackened wooden table. The cantera placed on it illuminates the interior in detail.

Beyond the table sat a knight dressed in light armor.

A man over forty even when he looks young. Bossy red brown hair with a sloppy stretched jawbeard. A tough face characterized by a large eagle nose. Its face is red, a bottle of ale on one hand. It's so against the chair that I notice it.

Even when it comes to knights, it's far from diligent. If you weren't wearing the armor of a kingdom knight, no one would think this man was a knight.

The two soldiers who brought themselves, by contrast - should be clerical - left the room only in solidarity with "then please," towards a riddled knight.

That way, I'll be alone with the man.

"Whoa, sit down, sit down."

Containing a bite of ale, an unscrupulous knight laughed as if to invite him to his booze seat.

"Heh, I heard, it's Dino. You lost, didn't you?

While tongue-in-cheek at a drunken knight who seemed to have a heartfelt pleasure, the red-haired transcendent sat down to a chair opposite him.

"Ugh. Get to work, man. Work. You drank it, motherfucker."

"The order is reversed. Look, Dino, I was off duty today. All of a sudden, I've got a story about you getting caught, and I can't help but notice that this Odillonian is here. I got a job when I was drinking. You can't go wrong there."

That's why it wouldn't be a good reason to have a liquor bottle in your hands right now on this occasion. Even as a dino, I'm not willing to point out that I don't care.

"By the way, what do you guys think the privilege of College 'Penta' is for? Well, you know, you can't help but hurt people with too much power, or in those cases, you're the one who's taken into account, right? If I come with you guys, it's just evil."

"Uh? Am I right?"

To the gavel of indifferent Dino, Odillon intensifies his rhetoric, "Anyway," he said.

"Dean Nastadio told me to squeeze in."

"Come on, man."

Dino laughs Kuk in the back of his throat.

So I was wondering what this Odillon was.

I remember when I first met Dean Nastadio.

You mean the type that you have unexpectedly in your roots? Most likely, given the high pride of the 'Penta'.

That woman is waiting. "I'm openly trying to create an opportunity to eat Dino Gailroen".

enthusiastic approach. There was an educator. As the same 'penta', I don't know how I feel, but I don't.

"So, how's the injury going? I heard he had three ribs, a right elbow, and both fists."

"Problem. You know, for a week, it's gonna hurt."

By the generous and prompt treatment of the royal palace therapists, the broken bone has already been healed. Pain is not a big deal either. For about a week, there is no slight obstacle to doing anything.

Though the body's savings are also releasing pains, this would be the effect of physical strengthening.

Originally, the technique of physical strengthening returns recoil to one's body, but Dino has succeeded in suppressing this recoil by combining his own surgical formula, so to speak, without it.

Still, it seems we couldn't contain it in this fight.

Digging up vague memories. After all, the last...

Odillon took a bite of ale and roared.

"Even so, that's the brave man from" Dragon Doom "? I can't believe you lost. Hmm, I wanted to see it. I wouldn't have stayed on the spot. It would have been an incandescent bet. Anyway, do it more where the gallery is. It's a battle for money."

"If you can get the gallery involved, I will."

After such a crappy conversation with two or three, Odillon, who roughly put the liquor bottle on the table, gave a fuzzy, serious look.

"Hey, it's Dino. I think it's a good time. To belong to the country... then what?"

"Then you're saying no."

Odillon scratched his head boldly to Dino's immediate response, which never strayed.

"You're more of a knight than a hectic knight in a place like that. You'll never break your promise to a dead man."

"That's not true, nothing. You don't belong in the country and you work so well, you don't fit the sex."

Above all, in the 'here' world, I can act at will. If you're an employer, all you have to do is let the person who imitates you lick it know.

But if I were to serve my country, I would have to faithfully listen to the orders of my superiors, who are weaker than me. I can't even buy it for money. I'm not in the mood, so it's not going to be a pass. It was no bother.

Now the corrupt life has completely infected my body.

"You... what are you going to do now? You've come all the way in the world behind you because you were the strongest... undefeated. They're cash. Probably no more work coming in for you if you lose. On the contrary, it can even be targeted by idiots to raise their names. Dino isn't invincible, he's a fallen man if you take him down..."

"They're chicken-headed people. I'm just going to remind you."

"I guess. The only story you lost this time was that you fell softly in the pebble around it. Nothing. You're not the weak one. But..."

I know.

Odilon's right, it won't be like it's ever been again.

This is also the second time you've been caught. If this continues, they will all be certified as solemn subjects. Just like that woman saw it.

"You are such a nice guy to smoke in the world."

Red-faced Odillon turns his nostalgic gaze to the ceiling somewhere.

"I thought to myself when I saw you in that 'radim'. This guy's gonna change the world."

"Not again. How many times, that story"

Odillon and I have been present several times in a tavern on a filthy back street. When you get drunk, you tell this story. Later on in this appearance, I may have forgotten all the conversations here and now.

You're stupid, and the transcendent sighs without hiding.

What Dino is currently undergoing is a dialogue to determine the treatment of the sinful 'penta' - what is called a punitive judgment.

The 'penta' to be judged is sealed by a powerful restraint coat and taken to a private room. There he will interact with the judge and, as a result, be determined the punishment to be imposed.

The judge, Odilon, was intoxicated, and so on.

"Hey, you're a brave man from Dragon Doom. Well, we can't do anything without the Divine Chant Oracle. So there came out a kid who couldn't use the technique, and he was so ridiculously strong, so do it, the brave man, the Geisserius reappearance, too much lifting. Don't make me laugh."

Totally liquor seated Nori.

Dino sideways, I think.

Was that man really, the rebirth of Geiselius? Is the lack of memory also an influence of some kind?

"Reincarnation Theory".

It's a big name, but it's not like it's been theoretically demonstrated. Either that or it's a fairy tale or something close to Ghostlore.

But I also treat it legitimately as an item of class in the college.

Although rare, there do exist instances where those who have lived vividly in the memory of previous lives have been found. This is less of an example of a memory being revived to hang up a certain word or event.

Dino is naturally a 'normal' person with no memory of his past life, but he may recall it in some kind of applause in the future.

Most of all, there's a better chance of not remembering it for the rest of your life. No matter how many such cases there are, that is said to be very different from the total number of 'pentas'.

Dino thinks.

Reminds me, I won't let it out. Where is the line draw?

If you've "forgotten," just remind me.

But suppose, as a result of reincarnation, you lose your memory.

Don't worry about it.

Dino looked up naturally to Odilon's voice, which interrupted him as if he had read his mind.

"Some guys want 'God abandoned me' just because of a bit of silly misfortune, but they don't. The happiness and misfortune a man enjoys in his lifetime is reciprocity. Because God is busy, and while you're looking at it, human beings can die a little. It's wacky to let a guy like that apply 'reincarnation theory' and make him happy next time."

That was the doctrine of the Church of God of Jed Meteeu.

If you live happily now, the foretaste of misfortune coming. So be careful. And vice versa.

The world where those who await the order of reincarnation gather is called the 'Ratesheor'. I mean 'afterlife'.

Even Dino, who is not interested, knows this extent.

Odillon, by the way, was an avid believer in not fitting.

"You've been crawling on the bottom. Then all you have to do is go up already. Nevertheless, God does not strive. He does not do good. That's why you're so excited to be in the country, and then you're just so happy. Didn't I?"

"You're not. Do you have a fucking solicitation?"

Dino almost blew it out unexpectedly.

"Well, but this is the time. With your power, you can do anything. If the country really doesn't work, it's a mercenary in every store... you can do it yourself. But in that case, I don't think it's going to be a good idea to stay in the capital."

I guess Odilon's right, it fits around the time.

I just didn't want to leave here in the end, branded it Dobby, etc., all over Hedro.

All sorts of thoughts, this city. Fujitsu might show his face from the area, take this city. If we leave, we're going to be explicitly admitting that we're gone.

Dino mocks herself for being a woman who seems to be throwing up backwards.

All right, let's go. Let's go.

Odilon gained momentum.

"Uh? Is that enough? I'm not talking about mattomos. So, what about me?

"Oh right...... as a punitive labor, for the next week. You want me to work for free?"

"A week, huh? Oh, my God, you're a little long."

I realize it when I say it.

A week. How long until the pain pulls off. Dino who could be attacked if he went outside.

"Chi......"

"Hey, get up, I've got a lot of work to do with fire. You're gonna have to use it to get ready, right?

"Hehe."

Pull the chair and stand up.

"Whoa, I didn't even take that restraint coat off. Not one of your noses is easy."

A gray restrained coat that is wrapped in a dino.

This had connecting left and right sleeves and was made of immobilized arms. It cannot be undressed on its own and will require the assistance of a third party. but

"Uh, no problem."

Dino put his strength into the body.

"Phew!

In a narrow room, the sound of bursting and tearing cloth echoes.

The pulled thousand pieces of restraint cloth turned into just a piece of cloth, and danced to the universe.

"Nah..."

Odilon peeled off his eyes.

"Oh, you, now... what...? How did you get the restraint coat?"

I can't help but be surprised.

What Dino was wearing was a powerful restraint coat that also sealed the power of 'Penta'.

The sealed Divine Chant "Oracle" has been applied by excess, and if it is worn on the weak of the soul heart strength "Pralna", it can inhibit the circulation of the soul heart power "Pralna" with the outside world and even cause ill health.

Even Dino can't summon a flame with this on.

- But.

"No way... physical strengthening...!

"That's what happened."

Unless it was treated inside the body and pure muscle strength.

Still, it seems that considerable soul and heart strength, Prarna, had been suppressed, and could not be as powerful as I thought.

"Ha, I said I did, even if it's a restraint coat...? Even though you've strengthened it, you can't break it with your own strength... what kind of technique are you..."

Approximately Odillon with a bitter laugh, Dino tries to open and close his right hand finger.

It was still not a dream. This feeling.

- But it wasn't like this. The power of him.

I don't even remember when they knocked me down. When I realized it, I was restrained and in a carriage.

Still, I feel like I was stomping on you - desperate like an idiot. Me and him.

In retrospect this way, everything was fresh in that struggle. It even means I lost for the first time.

The words of that black boy cross the back of his brain.

"Evil, eh? Try losing once. There's something you can see. '

Say something like I found out.

I mean, that guy, too, has he ever lost?

Is there a strong man in the world you haven't seen yet?

While blurry and thinking about that, Odillon just walks out.

"Damn, he's a hell of a bastard. If you're all right, there's nothing wrong with that. All right, let's go!

"... my flank hurts, please be gentle."

"Ha, what's he saying about breaking a restraint coat?"

Following Odilon, he leaves the cramped room.

A week. I guess we should use this time to figure out what to do in the future.

(… the strongest, or)

That title, which was supposed to be my own, slipped through this hand.

No, maybe he didn't grab it from the start or anything.

"As soon as I can find him... he's the strongest..."?

The red boy holds his fist unconsciously.

What should I do to fulfill that promise?

Something I didn't see forced me to make a decision.