「Ricardo: Nothn’s happening, are not you worried?」
Just before reaching the control tower, Ricardo began talking to the knight with the steep profile. Stopping in his tracks, Julius raises his eyebrows surprised.
「Julies: I was surprised, Ricardo, I did not expect you would be so delicate as to care for the subtleties of others like that」
「Ricardo: Even if you do not misread it with a phrase. Just waiting to be with you. Even if you are a lady, even if you sluggishly sow it occasionally it will be our secret. "
「Julius:...... You don’t have enemies」
Although they usually have few opportunities to feel, it seems rough for Ricardo as he often sees people. Otherwise the head of the group such as "Fang of Iron" will not serve, and if you listen to his splendid piece heard piecemeal, you could probably be satisfied. Without looking around, I can not survive only by myself. It is natural for both slave and mercenary career.
「Ricardo Well, it's age brute! Even so, I'm going to play the role of an onton who will depend on Wyeth's camp. I also have time to ride for his son-in-law's consultation.」
「Julius: He is afraid of his son-in-law. I do not have such misgivings with Anastacia.」
「Ricardo: Anything, saying that you are a lady. Maybe things about Mimi. Besides, my wife's daughter was not convincing at the time of her first lady coming out.」
「――――」
Julius smiles wryly. The gesture of quietly shaking his neck sideways is always graceful but still lackluster precision in selecting words and phrases.
and that signs are,
「Julius: The recapture of the city hall, it is strange. The young lady is of the same opinion, It seems.」
「Ricardo: You're not gonna forgive me.」
「Julius; of course. I'm sorry for keeping my back to the guy who is lost. Is there anything you can do?」
「Ricardo: ...... No, you're right.I'm the one who's wrong. Indeed I am hesitant to speak.」
Nodding straight in the pursuit of the Ricard, Julius draws good shape eyebrows.
But, no further words come out from that bothering profile. To this attitude, Ricardo also cut off the numbness, sniffed somewhat in a bad mood.
「Ricardo: why are you silent? What is it? If you say it obediently, is not it? What are you waiting for?」
「――――」
「Ricardo: Julius.」
「Julius: I'm sorry. I can't find a suitable word for what to say.―- As you may have guessed, the great sins I have encountered in the city hall are the cause of my hesitation. There is no difference between the person who called himself "Roy Alfado "Gluttony" I don't know……」
The word was cut off, and Julius was puzzled by the yellow eyes.
「Julius: Like other deadly sin archbishops perhaps" gluttony" also has some mysterious authority. there was a part that was known to be apparent from the damage of the 'White Whale" as to its absurdity of eating memory and name's, still........」
「Ricardo: Julius...」
Ricardo call’s with a slightly frustrating touch. What it meant, was also instantly transmitted to Julius.
―- Passing under there feet the atmosphere shakes, the sound disappears from the world, the Light rises to the sky.
There is no other scene where the Blue polar lights pierce the night sky.
It must be the residue of the slashing from the strongest individual in this world emits.
「Ricardo: It's quite flashy over there. Is that a sword?」
「Julius: Oh, it's Reinhardt. Apparently, Subaru seems to be in contact with "greed". We can no longer delay, we must hurry."
In the event of an attack on another deadly sin Archbishop, the rest of the Archbishops would not retaliate all together, but there is no guarantee that any action will not occur.
With the aim of approaching the control tower, Julius and Ricardo were quickened.
「Ricardo: So, what's wrong with this gluttony? is he an extraordinary monster!？」
He plays with the Ooza on his shoulder and seeks continuation of the story that Ricardo has interrupted, for the continuation of the interrupted story. Julius looked back at his head alone and denied it with his gaze alone.
「Julius: No. It seems that he was not serious, but at least the skill of"gluttony" itself was not so much that it exceeded human knowledge. If I and you are two people, I can have enough of a partner.―- But the eeriness of the enemy is different.」
「――――」
It is because the Julius himself does not understand the real part of the spookiness that is unavoidable. And it was the selfishness of Julius which is unusual about not talking about the argument in the selection of the previous strategy group.
While Julius sees"gluttony" as an eerie and mysterious enemy, he thinks that it is necessary to cross the sword again.
Ricardo does not know what the reason is.
Even Julius himself can't speak clearly.
「――――」
kick cobblestone and turn the corner to break the street. And compared to other buildings, the control tower that gives off a glow, where one of the four was in front of――、
「???: Oh, I thought you'd come. I thought you'd come. That's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right, that's right! It's worth the wait!」
―- In front of the entrance to the control tower, one boy stands on the square of the cobblestone.
The hair of the burnt Brown left to stretch, wearing thin dirty rags. The two-thirds that burst into madness gleam happily, and the sharp canines and dripping tongue of salivation are spilling out from the mouth
Both arms sloughed down on a small body. No matter how you look at it, a vagrancy that seems not to have much power, etc. - If you do not have a dreadful scene that is released from its whole body.
「Ricardo: Tentanive confirmation.…Is that him?」
I don't know.I'm sure of it.
To the question of Ricardo, Julius responds only quietly pulling his jaw.
Undoubtedly, without a doubt, there is a "Gluttony” of the deadly sins Archishop to stand there.
He is the worst blasphemer who masticates the memories and names of other
「Julius: Roy Alfado――」
「Alfado: Yes, great. That's our name. I'm glad you remembered.I'm glad.I'm glad.I'm happy. I'm happy. Because I am happy, binge drinking! Bullshit! There is also a reward for eating and drinking. And ... ……」
Calling the name, Alfardo laugh's terribly brutal. His line of sight, as it were, turned to Ricardo, standing next to Julius.
Open mouth full of fangs and a snort with eyes of ecstasy.
「Alfado: This time I'm eating, it's why you brought me to the dog kokorochan.I'm very happy that you care. What is it? What are you talking about?」
「Ricardo: I almost got tired of hearing your insulting words. To try to settle quickly, this time I wanted to accompany my friend. It's not elegant to have more than one person.……」
「Alfado: Oh, it's okay, it's like that kind of thing on the front. It seems to be Gurian to raise the consciousness of oneself like that, but I feel that it is also thin. We are gourmets, so it's a bit noisy to taste, but Julius-Kun is the top class dish I've seen so far! It's too neat.」
「Alfado: What it tells us is something that cannot be broken ... thanks ahead to the big welcome.」
「Julius: It can't be helped! It's not our intention, it's a bit of a drag. I just want you to overlook the fact that there are so many incongruent words and deeds.」
Waving and waving, Alfado does not bend there posture. Julius keeps calm in a provocative manner, while Ricardo can not hide his unpleasantness. Beat the tongue and make the bones of the neck tingle.
「Ricardo: Oh, you can say whatever you want, boy. If you think you can miss it from a brat, it's a big mistake. What are you doing? I take beyond the dimension that it is only necessary to slap the buttocks. I'll split it.」
「Julius: Oh, scary scary. Don't look at me like that. Do not stare at such a scary face If you told me it was a bad thing to say I apologize, because I apologize, Ricardo Welkin. We also longed for you a bit. Do not be afraid, do not be afraid to speak with a huge voice!"
「Both: ... ?」
Called by name, Ricardo shouts,
Julius while frowning. In that sight, Julius shook his head.
It's a strange feeling. It is not possible to wipe off the sense of incongruity to cut off the remarks of Alfadoas it is a mere delusional speech of a madman. For example ... when did he know the name of Ricardo?
「Julius: You're a creepy little kid.…Where did you hear about Wye's name?」
「Alfado: It's not a smart thing to look into. We're just talking about what we know. Right, Julius」
「Ricardo: Even if you are asked for consent, I can not reply. I don't know you as much as you do. So if that's your modus operandi, I'm going to have to split it.」
「Julius: You see, I draw that kind of disappointing conclusion again. Even though I am worried about various things, anxiety and frustration also unpleasant! It is in the chest, I will turn my thing as a back burner! It's a virtue as a knight, but, man, it's boring.」
Pulling out the Knight's sword, Julius quietly whispered something from his lips.
As soon as the light appeared around Julius, the six-colored glow surrounding his tall body.
Julius brings in his six body quasi-spirits.
It is a fusion of swordsmanship and spirit arts that makes the spirit Knight Julius the"Supreme Knight".
「Alfado: Neither the fragrance of inferiority nor the rich texture that experienced frustration, the sweet taste that strongly desires something, the secret feeling of being full of a later emperor, none of you do!"
「Julius: --Ricardo, From the beginning, I’ve been putting all my energy into it. please join in.」
「Ricardo: Oh, leave it to me」
Swinging both arms, a dagger tied to the wrist from the cuff of the Alfaldo peeps into the eye. Wielding the two daggers is a way of fighting 'Gluttony', but it is only an advantage that neither prevents magic of Julius nor prevents Ricardo's blow, either.
As long as this game is not an ambush, victory or defeat already appears.
Nevertheless, in the eyes of Ricardo, Alfado was not very visible in his attitude toward the
upcoming battle."
「Julius: Spirit Knight, Julius Euclius」
Well behaved, Julius called himself before the battle.
Ricardo who carries Oozu next to that, there is no rule of thumb to name it accordingly. Just keep an eye out for revealing the identity of the margin of"gluttony".
Alfaldo scolded without any catch on that line of sight of Ricardo.
「It's nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice, nice to have fun! Tasty food! Gourmet food! Bad food, satiation, overeating food, taste, taste, delicacy, delicacy! I will eat everything in its entirety Life without fun also the taste we do not know! 」
「- El · Clausel」
The shine of six colors draws a circle in front of Julius' eyes, and extreme light emanates from Alfaldo at the tip of the sword that was stabbed in the center.
Multiple attributes are mixed, the power of destruction that depicts the rainbow color is a blow that swallows everything.
Late to the dazzling light, Ricardo also steps on with the momentum to break the cobblestone. Sprinkle a large kite, so that Alfaldo shatters how to move against the Aurora.
And slashing in the wind, the rainbow color of the aurora borealis with the destruction in front of it, Alfaldo bare the FANGs to evil.
「-Really, Nii-san is as nice as you can imagine. We're gonna be alright, definitely」
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―At the end of the month, Gin, which cuts through the wind, Sparks and plays kengeki (a sword game).
One side of swordsman's battle is a clever blade of the sword devil who manipulates the twin sword.
The other side of opposition is a female swordsman who manipulates the soft sword-fire as if flowing water, to beat the kidney.
The twinkle between the blades dancing in the air and the echoing of the steel that should be intense is somewhat sad. The collision of high-pitched slashing reminds of the caressing of lovers seeking each other.
Speaking of why to call such an illusion, it's precise because the swordplay of the two fighters is surely more than this.
「Shiichi!」
Breathlessly, the sword master sweeps in orbit everywhere regardless of up, down, left and right.
There is even a more artistic track of slashing that draws an arc, and sharpened slashing is one achievement for all swordsmen.
If you are a swordsman in one corner or slashing so clear that the fact that you fell in love with the blade could be the cause of the defeat, it will be played to the full extent without regret.
「――――」
Numerous slashing blows that could be sufficiently fatal if even one strike is landed.
In the first place, the existence of someone who can wield the long sword is an odd thing.
A blade that is deemed to be unreasonable to handle as a product is comparable to the height of the carrier who wields the blade.
But slender female swordsmen can lightly swing the longsword as if they don't even feel the weight.
The hood that covers the whole body completely, while limiting their gaze and sight, the sword-bearers shake the tip of the sword with a smooth movement like scratching water.
Speed, sharpness, both the long blade is not comparable to the infinite double sword approaching. Nevertheless, the sword demon's slashing is blocked by the blade of the sword so that it is stopped.
A woman swordsman flew to the back of the sword demon who was reluctant to speak his tongue with a barrage of high-pitched sounds and sparks. The reaction of the swordsman was delayed due to the movement without preliminary action, and the moment the swordsman stepped forward to chase the swordsman-the moment the light pierced the swordsman's forehead.
「No.」
It was the piercing of a long sword that was shot through the skull that flashed in a moment.
A sophisticated stance that does not allow them to realize that the blade was drawn, and a piercing, which specialized in killing that was approaching in a straight line, in the blink of an eye--unless the long-held experience informed them of the approach of the Shinigami (death), they were surely dying by being rummaged by the light they saw on the verge.
With the dust, the illusion of one's own death has a heat between the eyebrows. The swordsman cuts off the emotion in a blink of an eye and pursues a woman whose movement stops in a piercing posture.
「Ugh.」
「――――」
On the verge of trying to trap, it is a woman's toe that snuck into the torso.
Pierced into the gap of the strained abdominal muscles, the thin and long legs scratch the internal organs. If the body was broken by a single stroke, a silver flash drew a semicircle on the head.
The flash comes straight down, like breaking the moon.
The sharpness of the sword, such as the flowing water, and the slashing of the karatake Wari is so sharp that it is not noticed that the atmosphere is slashed, and the sword is thrown down in two.
The power of a blow is not comparable with the past. Both the skill of the user and the degree of skill of the blade-both meet the level sufficient to surpass the human body.
Death approaching in the blink of an eye.
「Experience it!!」
While the body is broken, the arms that bounce are interlaced with the double swords on the head of the sword.
The long sword was beaten at the center of the overlapping blade, and the back teeth bitten by its power broke down. Both arms are lowered without being able to endure it, and the blade of the sword cuts the forehead of the sword shallowly.
Blood spouted, their view was stained red with a plaque. But my knees do not stick. The sword is not broken.
「Nooooo!」
The upper arm gripping the sword swells up, and the lowered arm is pushed back again.
The woman swordsman's body in front of her was inadvertently opened to the shock of being floated with a sword, which was to be thrown away by a movement to shake off the sword. The front kick off the return is released. The power of kicking enough to pierce the cobblestone is absorbed by the soles of the shoes lifted by the woman. The recoil of the sword and the recoil that received the kick. Using both of them, the woman 's body somersaults backward to a great extent - jumping in the air without escape, the old swordsman leaps in.
―- Opportunity.
To the female swordsman who dances in a hollow that cannot escape, the swordsman groans as his shoulder sustain's a slashing.
He stepped into the body to jump back and pursued it with one shot and hit the slashing from the top and bottom. The two swinging blades draw an arc at the same time as if they were as thin as a beast's chin.
There is no way to prevent the woman in the air, yet posture to turn back to this place.
However, the cloudless sword was shook.
「―― Okay.」
The woman swordsman who bends in the air, the hood that covers its head falls off. It could not withstand the gravity of the body that turned upside down, and what was hidden in the hood that came off was exposed.
It was a long, beautiful, fiery red hair that drifted off.
「――――」
At the moment when he sighed it in his vision, there was a gap of less than a moment in the sword demon's slashing.
Just a slight deviation that deviates from perfect to just a little modest. If it is lost, there is no way for a person to gain the ability to prevent a slashing strike.
However, it is a fatal mistake for the relative presence of the sword demon.
The sword's child, the existence which received the love of the sword god before, He did not receive it.
「――――」
The throat of the sword demon freezes in horror at the sight in his eyes.
The slash which was sure to be a decisive blow was interrupted just before reaching the women.
Nothing. The woman drew a long sword in a hollow, and inserted it between the two swords approaching from above and below.―- Put a stick on the jaws of the beast, in such a casual way. The tip and the handle of the Long Sword completely mesh with the blade of the twin swords. It was not only that it shook, but also the fact that only the sound of steel meshing echoed.
If you receive a two-blade and try to keep the sound in one, you can only measure the timing when the blades approaching from the top and bottom exactly matches the length of your object.
What's terrible is the ability to discern it, the ability to pull it out, and the mental power to achieve that much and not shake the dust.
「Uh-huh.」
To the extraordinary off-work, things that are close to admiration leak out from the throat of Wilhelm.
At that moment, the foot of the woman who took possession of the sword attack was greatly opened up and down, and it was kicked by both arms of the sword demon who was still in the middle of the track of the slashing trajectory.
The blade that was held by the impact leaves the hand, and at that moment, exposing the unprotected skin.
Immediately afterward, the Long Sword was allowed to release into the air, while raising the end of the sword.
The speed of the approaching Blade, range above all.
There is no time or distance to prevent the sword.
The longsword broke the thin skin of the right side, the internal organs were cut off, the spine was cut off, the body was split up and down from the left side at a stroke; blood and internal organs were blown up and down, and the old man was made to be unable to raise even a groan. That is the end of fate that can not be avoided.
That is the inevitable end. The curtain of course.
The end of the blade that he spent his entire life with, they lost everything, not even redemption.
―- Such a fate, it should not be accepted.
「Ooooooooooooo!!」
For a moment, to rebel against the outcome of the blood over the back of the brain.
The throat was blurred, and the Scarlet vigor spouted the flame. Concentration in extreme conditions obscures the passage of time, sounds from the World, colors, everything except yourself and the opponent disappears.
The approaching Blade draws the trajectory as imagined, and pierces into his body.
Slowly, while feeling the heat and pain of the blood in the feeling that the blade tears the thin skin, put the power of the whole spirit in both feet in the sense that gravity was increased by more than ten times of the original World.
The heel gouges the cobblestone, and both arms swing down to the right to obtain a recoil.
Twist the body at the shortest distance and the optimum angle, and then side rotation so as to overcome the blade that touched the body. It is a form of avoiding by rolling the body on the blade that slides sideways.
「――――」
She was able to avoid a whole-body blow, returning with a delay in the pursuit of the blade.
During this time, the Kenki jumps backward and picks up the double-headed sword in the hollow. He exhaled deeply and placed his hand on the broken side to check the depth of the wound.
It's not a shallow wound.
The blade was swung to invade the right side, and he twisted himself in that state and made a side turn. If the blade is stuck in the body, of course, the body will be slashed in a circular motion. Fortunately, it seems to have been avoided just before the tip barely reaching the internal organs, but the amount of blood dripping from the wound that was cut was enough to scrape the surface of the internal organs is not small. If you are an ordinary man, you would've been seriously injured. It'll be just a natural scratch after having been sentenced to rest.
「...... I don't think I'll be able to fight for a long time.」
The time limit that had been set short has become even shorter.
Kenki - Wilhelm takes off his jacket and wraps it around his waist to stop the bleeding. There is no pursuit in Wilhelm who exposes a strong body and gives First Aid.
The opposing woman stared at Wilhelm with his emotional eyes.
Wilhelm smiles bitterly to himself who expected some kind of change, a modest shift to be done there. The wound was uncovered out by oneself, and consciousness was awakened by pain.
「Being bearish is useless, do not see dreams, Omose etc, anywhere in the heavens」
「――――」
「I don't think I got lost. I do not expect heaven's arrangement. My wife was a woman who hated to wield a sword, but never pressed the blame for holding a sword against another」
A dead person with no emotion and the skills of there life.
Long and light crimson hair, white and transparent smooth skin. Beautiful eyes inlaid with jewels, a loving face that you can remember without getting tired to turn your eyes.
Everything is right in front of him, but it isn't.
「Théaeresia, you are beautiful.―- That's why you shouldn't be here.」
Turn the twin sword in his hand and Wilhelm will take the stand again. This is not the husband of Theresia van Astrea. It was not Wilhelm van Astrea who was asked to be here.
You should be here, Kenki Wilhelm.
What I ought to be here is Kenkyū Wilhelm.
―- The heart of Wilhelm is sharpened and sharpened by the presence of his late wife.
The blood is boiling, and there is no end to anger at the bittersweet person who did this work.
But for this moment, this moment, this unity, no extra things are needed.
Once a friend told Wilhelm, a comrade, his wife.
Do not overshadow the sword with Heat, do not let it boil down to blood, love the coldness of steel.
What about now? Is it getting hot?
「No, it's cold.―- Like a blade.」
The moon, the swordsman shoots the enemy with a line of sight like steel.
The opposing swordsman of the superclass also shook the tip of the sword without hesitation.
At that moment, once again swords flashed toward each other.
The opposing master swordsmen also shook the tip of the sword without hesitation.
Hope to end, Hope Not to end.
As if exchanging endless words, the swordsmen continue to resonate.
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「Oh, shit! I don't think so.」
Kick the ground, kick the wall, kick the roof and make a leap.
Flying in the air at an angle, while licking off the wind that bathed the short blonde, the face that flaunts out the FANGs is desperate itself.
The tongue beating is overlapped with the tongue beating, and the feeling of impatience burning the body takes away the allowance from the mind.
「Goddamn it! What's going on?!」
He flutters his clothes and starts to run without stagnation as soon as he lands.
It is a feat that can only be achieved with both physical strength and physical ability beyond human knowledge. However, there is no person who jumps over the city with one body of his own, and there is no color to boast of it in his expression.
Just desperately, continue to bark toward the hand mirror without a reaction.
Its Garfiel that runs, the Calling is a magic device in the hand-a dialogue mirror. There is no dialogue mirror that should be able to connect with the same individual in conservation, its reaction.No one will respond to Garfield's call. Despite the two sets, there is nobody answering.
「City Hall, even those who are fighting "fury"! Why don't you answer?？」
They shared the dialogue mirror for the purpose of keeping in touch, and each of them should have faced the captured battle.
In fact, I was able to stay in touch right after I left the city hall. However, the current situation that actually needs to be communicated, the dialogue Mirror has silenced its function.
―- I have to tell you, right now.
「I have to tell you to run away from the city hall! 」
It is a shortcut to jump over the street in front of you at once.
The roof that was stepped on the rough landings shattered, but Gafiel didn't do it. Now we have to prioritize the protection of the counterattack Squadron rather than damage to the city.
Garfield is on the way to the city hall.
Garfield is returning alone to that place he just departed tens of minutes ago. While leaving Wilhelm who was accompanied, desperately calling on the dialogue mirror.
There are no other reasons for this.
This is because there is an imminent danger heading to the city hall, which is home base.
―- Wilhelm and Garfield arrived at the control tower occupied by"lust" at almost the same time as Reinhard's blow was hit by"greed".
While witnessing the extreme light on the horizon, two Warriors climbed into the control tower.
There is no witch or a hindrancer to close the way. As expected, the fighting power of the witchcraft who joined the attack of the city seems to have stayed only as the executive classes came out.
I carried it smoothly to that point. There are few places to see and rooms in the control tower equipped with the necessary functions for the operation of the channel of the city.
They aimed at the upper floor as it is, and prepared for a decisive battle with "lust".The 'lust of the camp' is the most dangerous as a battle force ratio. Two superclass warriors in addition to "lust", they have to oppose the enemies of the three conveniences by themselves - nature, tension filled the whole body.
「 Wilhelm: If possible, the female swordsman would like to give up」
「 Garfiel: I heard that ther wer something. But, I have something fer that woman. Yes, that's right.」
「Wilhelm: --It's my wife. They played with my wife's corpse, trample on their soul, and point the sword at the things his wife once tried to protect」
「――――」
「Wilhelm: It's not something I can forgive.」
Wilhelm 's words that talked about the reason for fighting her.
Garfiel, who was supposed to have a reason not to give it to himself, was so effective that he would involuntarily swallow his mouth. It may have been decided at a time when he could not quickly say it back, or which one was suitable for the opponent of that woman swordsman.
「――――」
Not in words, but Garfield gave away the enemy to Wilhelm. Wilhelm received it, and even though he didn't talk about it, he drew his chin.
Therefore, when stepping into the control tower, Garfiel had upset his whole body's lodged hair.
If Wilhelm is going to cross with that female Swordsman, the remaining two must do it himself. Not only the pistillate swordsman but also the giant who was next to it is a strong person who does not quit.
Although it is said that 'lust' is inferior in terms of combat power, it is said that the fearfulness of the bishop of sin is not a fighting power, but in terms of the way it is, by souring the mouth from Subaru as well.
Quiet tension and a sense of war.
When the sense of smell caught the scent of blood becoming progressively stronger, Garfield was equipped with a silver shield that had been attached to both feet, and fiercely kicked open the room of interest.
And in it, you saw it.
『???: I don't want to wait too long.』
On one side of the room, that blood character drawn in a large amount of fresh blood.
The moment he knew what it meant, Garfiel's brain was boiling.
Attitude to strike against the sweep, escape as a matter of course. There is no obligation to wait. To the spirituality that overtly pulls it off.
「Garfiel: "...I forgot. That'n were like this.」
Wilhelm pulled the dialogue mirror out of his bosom while he pressed his voice down. The reason why we tried to contact the city hall soon was that Wilhelm came up with the possibility first.
「Wilhelm: If we allocate our strength to the attack, naturally, the base will lose its strength. These people don't hesitate to aim for that gap.」
In front of the pale Garfield, Wilhelm lays his speech in a dialogue mirror with no reaction.
At the same time, there was a strong malice that fell from the roof of the control tower.
The feeling of being able to stroke his back with a blade, Garfield understands the presence of the enemy.
Wilhelm also realized the hostility.
「Wilhelm: Garfield, city hall please.」
「Wilhelm: If you are running so quickly, you are better than me.」
their Intention exchange is a moment.
The enemy left behind is a person who casts a sword that is so sharp that it is unquestionable. If you try to run away with your back, the blade will immediately cut down two people from behind.
Either one had to remain.
And either one had to go back to the city hall.
「Wilhelm: Please continue to call.―- My Lord, please.」
「Garfeil: Ther'n no need ter say, 『Libre's voice makes the soldiers boil』 What?」
Having received the thrown-out dialogue mirror, Garfield jumped out of the control tower.
He continues to call on a dialogue mirror that does not respond by jumping over the city as it is, straddling the waterway.―- Perhaps the Battle of Wilhelm has begun.
「Garfeil: Fuck you! It's boring....... !」
If 『lust』strikes the city hall, there is little fighting power to fight back.
Anastasia and Ferris have no fighting power, and Krush has fallen due to injury. Some members of the "Iron Fangs" are in security, but their ability is not enough even compared to Mimi.
The moment he thought of Mimi, Garfiel's chest ached painfully.
Even now, on the edge of death, the girl who pulled me back, protected and saved me.
It is supposed to be my responsibility to connect and save her life.
The role was given to others for emotional problems, and the opportunity for retribution was alien to them. Even the work that was supposed to have been undertaken in place and instead, has not fulfilled satisfactorily.
What am I doing? What are you doing in this situation?
Neither Mimi, Subaru, my sister, rum, anyone can face
「Oooh, you again -!」
Is there nothing I can do?
Dialogue without a reaction I have a miserable face reflected in the mirror. That's the moment I cursed it.
「... !？」
Immediately after trampling and jumping on the roof, the reaction to the shadow that jumped from the side was delayed.
The body that floats in the air eats a direct hit of a much larger mass than oneself, and it is splashed to the side as it is.
The reason why it is not possible to raise a bitter complaint is that it is strangled by being caught in the elbow in the throat. Blood and oxygen are no longer circulating in the brain, and maintenance of consciousness becomes rapidly difficult.
It is a shock that pierces the whole body that stopped consciousness to stay away as it is.
The hollow intercepted body flies diagonally, and it collides with the building directly beside it. While crushing the wall with the whole body, the body of Garfiel is waved by winding up the plume.
He groaned because of dull pain and the pain that crushed the bones, and at the same time understood that the restraint was out of place. Garfiel uses the spring of the whole body and causes the form by beating the reach of the hand.
His body was in a building that had no light. There was a sign in front of me that the volcanic smoke that I could put in was lit by the moonlight and bleached, as I vomited blood expectorant.
It must be the person who shot himself down and hammered himself into here.
「Garfiel: Tsk, did you imitate what you saw――」
A fist pierced the embankment at the moment when he tried to jump in, holding a fist.
Hit the entire abdominal muscle with the fist of a huge opponent, and the body of Garfiel rises. Immediately after being hit by a fist swung down from directly above, the floor which had been half-broken as it was crushed and it was pushed further downstairs.
「Garfiel: Hey, what ... ... what?」
To the body that fell in a depression, it is hammered with the back of a shoe.
Spitting blood on both the momentum and the mass of damage, he was further kicked in the body that was bent and rolled violently. It blows off the entrance of the building as it is, and the body of Garfield is thrown to the street.
While coughing to tremendous power, Garfield wakes up the body. At the same time, a simple healing magic was applied to the body, and the face was raised with only broken bone's.
Following Garfiel, appearing from the building is a large enough figure to look up.
Covering the whole body with a black robe, but still thick arms and legs that can not be hidden. It is not an exaggeration to say that the whole body is made of muscle armor rather than a muscular body.
For Garfiel, it is an enemy who is already the third encounter.
I already know that name.
「Garfiel:『 Kurgan』 on the eight ARM....... Huh?」
Once, one of the heroes that wielded a sword in the Vollachia Empire.
Ten years ago, it was said that he was killed in the Battle of the Imperial City defense, but the development of the current situation is because he is humiliated after death like Wilhelm's wife.
「――――」
As soon as garfiel said his name, the giant kurgan extended his arm.
At the same time the clasp of the robes covering his body came off and the figure is exposed. In other words, it is synonymous with taking the dignity of the hero kurgan up close.
As you can imagine, its robust body is wrapped in thick muscular armor.
It has a strong physique comparable to the gigantic race, and there is a measure of the fighting spirit filled with intention and warfare as much as to say that it is a demon and so on from its neck.
And what makes the God of war a god of war is the eight arms that support the fighting power of the unusual aspect.
Usually, in addition to two arms extending from the shoulder, two arms extend further from the same source. If the line of sight is lowered, two more arms extend from the armpit of the shoulder, the remaining pair is shaped to turn the palm from the back side to the large front.
A body specialized only for battle, enough to oppose the enemy's warfare just as opposed to the name of the Kurgan of the "eight arms".
「――――」
There was a shudder.
Before the real hero, Garfiel's body was quietly trembling from the inside.
It is Garfiel who admired the great man who left a name for a legend of the story of the hero.
You don't even know the name of 『Kurgan』.
The legend that the God of war left was also part of Garfield's true admiration.
It now stands in front of himself as a puppet of the enemy.
It's a bad dream. The nightmare must have been going on forever since yesterday.
Otherwise, why is it that so much malice comes against us?
「Garfiel:......Haa, huh」
While breathing down, Garfield reaches out to his feet.
Like Kurgan's devil knife, there is a silver shield attached to it. I touched the edge with my finger, sliding the nail on the surface again and again, and somehow removed the fastener.
Equip both arms with a shield to cover the fist. The high pitched sound echoed in the night sky.
The equipment is ready. Cuts are also out of the state that can not fight.
However, even now, his mind still has some doubt somewhere.
「Garfiel: Idiot, if you're saying!」
Biting his back teeth, Garfield hits himself on his cheek.
Shook his head to dizzying pain and shock in sight, and looked ahead again. Hold your fists as it is, and remove your fangs to the fighting god standing in front of you.
「Garfiel: Stop here, I'm for what! And the captain! The others are fighting! The only thing I can do is fight!」
「――――」
Kurgan is still silent to Garfiel's furious barking with vigor.
As it is, just nearing the Fighting God who quietly looks into this place, Garfiel will make the barking face scratch the street and make it close at once.
He draws the power of the Earth by 『Divine Protection of Earth Spirits』 which is transmitted from the back of shoes, and sends it to the whole body, turns it into a single blow.
It is a fist with the power to collapse the stone building with a single blow.
The striking of the fist reinforced by the silver shield will shatter even the hero with its hard blow.
Both arms released from the state of the waist sump in a straight line is pounded into the chest of Kurgan.
「Garfiel: You're right.」
「――――」
A blow of the whole body of Garfiel is prevented by Kurugan's protruding demon knife.
In the condition of directly striking one knife, its blade's middle, all the power of the batting was received.
Neither Parry nor splashing.
Simply by force comparison from straight, it prevented the blow of the whole body.
In the arms of『The hero of eight arms』
「Garfiel: I don't know.」
A fist from the shoulder opening is beaten into the face of Garfiel who stiffens. The bouncing body is grasped by one of the arms extending from the side of the armpit, and it is battered without being able to miss the impact.
The cheekbone is broken instantly, and the fundus is crushed. The vision of the right eye was dyed in red, sharp canine teeth broke down in the middle and blew away. He was beaten on the ground with the torso grabbed and rolled down the street, eating the thick foot kick, rolling, rolling, momentum, falling in the waterway.
「Garfiel: - A ... 」
Everything goes away in an instant and looking closely at the moon floating in the sky.
Even on the moon, immediately after feeling like being mocked, Garfiel's body sank into the waterway.
―- The surface of the water slowly becomes red.
Submitted November 20, 2018 at 12:32AM by ClearQuail https://ift.tt/2KguMkR
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