Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru! (WN) - 115 Dusk of turmoil

“Well, it’s time for me to go back”

“… I will send”

Shuiming, who blued his face, replied powerless to Hatsumi, who had indicated his intention to return home.

I had already lost my energy and was sloppy because I had encountered a great deal of stuffing and preaching from earlier.

Even though it’s still past noon and the sky is clear, it’s not as dark as it sounds here.

When Hatsumi finishes greeting everyone home, Lefir and Fermenia also rise from their chairs.

“We’ll go with you”

“Right. Shall I send them all?”

“Huh?… uh, I’m fine…”

It was to be sent to everyone before I knew it, but I put in a no that Hatsumi would be annoying.

But it’s not just about dropping them off.

“No, I will. If we’re all surrounded, it’s hard to find.”

In Liliana’s words, Hatsumi said, “Oh, I see! ♪ And slap my hand. ♪ It’s not just the robes that hide themselves. He thought that if we all built walls and walked, the gendarmes would never find out that there were brave men.

The story came together, and the Mizumins surround Hatsumi and exit the dormitory. As he walked down the street for a while towards the palace, Fu Hatsumi apologized to the refirs.

“I’m sorry about earlier. A lot of yelling.”

“Nothing. We don’t care. You don’t have to apologize.”

In such a refreshing response from Refill, Mizumi said, “Huh?,” he objected, but was immediately stared at by her. I remember getting bogged down with words because I wanted to earlier, and Shuiming, feeling depressed, can’t say anything.

“… at all, it’s bad because Lord Swimey says something he misunderstands.”

“Why…”

I still don’t know why I’ve been pissed off, Mizumi, who drips. While he was in that state, Lefir was in his first beauty,

“That’s it. We had a lot going on earlier, but let’s get along.”

“Huh? Get along.”

“That’s it, this is what this means. It’s best to think separately.”

“… right. Yeah, nice to meet you.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. I would appreciate it if we could get along…”

At last, but the story seems to have come together to the serene. Liliana, who senses some sign, calls out as she exhales her relieved breath into the air that the water is beginning to soothe.

“Awesome, it’s noisier in front”

“Yeah?”

Shuiming follows Liliana’s notice and gazes forward. Apparently, there was some noise ahead of the street.

“What? Riot from midday? Are you kidding me?”

Based on the scale of the noise, I don’t think it’s a quarrel to the extent of quarrel. It looks like it’s rampant in the distance, and there’s a chain of screams that resemble screams.

Later, it felt like the anger and noise were getting louder.

“Is something wrong?

“Hmm, this isn’t calm”

Shuiming asks the man who has fled early enough from the noisy one.

“Excuse me. Previous arr, is something wrong?

“Wow, I don’t know. I thought they were preaching earlier, and suddenly they burst out.”

“Them?”

“I’m not sure either. Ask the others if you want to know.”

With that said, the man fled the noise to the rear of the Mizumings.

If this is not clear, the watermings will reverse the waves of the flowing. Gradually, the people around them begin to realize the scale of the noise and let it out one after the other.

Eventually, it appeared in front of the

“These guys…”

“I’ve seen it before, people like the Anti-Goddess Order.”

When the waves of men were interrupted, and those who were before them were gone, there was the figure of those who wore white monastic garments carrying metal canes. As Lefir said, they are the cult religious stinkers we have seen in the city we visited before.

Not one or two of them are acting in a considerable number of large numbers, striking the canes in their hands on the ground, making loud noises or smashing down the ends and walls.

Besides, he didn’t say a word, he stayed silent. There was an unspeakable creepy feeling from repeated acts of violence and sabotage so as to be silent and thorough in the flow work.

From around you, you say, “What are you doing!” “Stop it!” and other voices of anger and deterrence, but they have decided to ignore it as if they had not heard it. Before the arrival of the Mizumins, I’m guessing a number of humans tried to persuade them. But all of that seemed to end up in jail.

“Come here, I’ll come”

“What are we going to do… don’t we have to ask?”

“You’ve decided to seize it!

“Whatever.”

Hatsumi and Refile, who decide to ask the question of Mizumi as a foolish question. When they took the initiative and stepped forward, they began to smack the churchgoers who were rambling with their respective gains. Hatsumi is a knife in a state that remains on the sheath, striking precisely the other steeple to make it immobile, and Lefir is also a giant sword that remains on the sheath, slapping the denominationalists to hold them to the ground.

What you hear is a scream like a crushed frog.

The denominationalists, who are put out by two hands and fall on the spot without even doing so. They couldn’t fathom them, and the situation seemed to come to an end soon, but if they realized it, they could see them gushing with straws dressed in the same way from the alley around them.

“Hey, where the hell are you coming from, you guys…”

While hearing the voice of Hatsumi’s confusion, Mizumi uses the art of far-sightedness to explore the origins of the denominationalists. As you follow him to tell him how much else and where he will emerge from,

“Dude… this isn’t the only place these guys are rambling!?

“What do you mean?

“The city’s east, west, north and south are just as rampant everywhere. Looks like I haven’t been to the palace yet…”

Still, he’s out all over the city, and he’s just as rampant. When Mizumi told him so, Hatsumi slapped down the church member in front of him and turned around.

“Eight keys, what’s the most intense part?

“Well……………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. They don’t just have canes, they have other weapons.”

“Probably stealing and using the products from the workshop. Swimei, what’s the move on the gendarmerie?

“I felt like I was being chased by the handling of both white clothes coming out of all of them…. you don’t have enough? You usually wander around so much, you didn’t tell me you were strengthening your security on this previous thing?

“Probably, but I think I turned it toward the palace”

“So, is there a gala free around because of that? I didn’t do much of that… ah”

I flickered with the words I said. Fermenia asks Shui Ming, who gives such a look.

“What’s the matter?

“Did you also notice the awesome”

Shuiming gives Liliana a silent nod back. Liliana didn’t seem to be the only one who noticed on the other hand, she nodded when she also glanced at LeFeel.

To Fermenia and Hatsumi, who have not noticed, Shuiming explains.

“Probably got mixed up with security personnel or something.”

Hatsumi distorted her expression as if she had guessed it in its fractional explanation or even remembered it as unpleasant.

“Wow, it’s like a terrorist modus operandi around here.”

“Uh, I totally agree with that.”

The M.O. is somewhat different, but when I do hear it, I think of the kind of terrorism that is happening all over Europe and the United States. Travelers, immigrants and refugees are disputed to break into the country and spread to terrorism.

Neither can this M.O. be said to be similar.

Mizumi asks Hatsumi in anticipation of the nearby church members cleaning up.

“So, what do we do? You want to go to the palace?

“Weapon stores. Aren’t the streets more dangerous? I’m going that way.”

“Right ~”

I would have just said a sense of responsibility. Serious things like this haven’t changed in any way from before I lost my memory.

“Then I will make way,”

Liliana followed so hard and poked her index finger at the church members who were in a certain direction in the Arms Store District. Arms extend in a straight line over your gaze, completely horizontal from shoulder to fingertips.

And she shows a trivial glimpse of herself pushing in just a moment ago.

“More and more!”

Shortly after he uttered such a phonetic word, a denominationalist who was on the straight line of Liliana’s index finger was beaten with horrible momentum by the denominationalist behind him.

From among the white lumps, one scream after another begins to rise.

“Ugh!

“Hey, what are you doing, Gu!

“Hey, what!? Oh, hey! Buffoo!”

Because we were acting together, the clashes will be chained, regardless. In the meantime, Liliana said, “Keep going!” The situation does not stop because it overflows naive phonetic sounds from your mouth.

From afar, in an attack without entity, the members of the front denomination were blown away without the art of becoming.

Fermenia, on the other hand, looking at it, gives a strange look.

“Lord Swimey, what did Lily use now?

“That’s a kind of desolation sorcery, a sorcery that uses the body desolation of a phantom. Stretch your mental shell (Astral Body) and hit your opponent’s mental shell (Astral Body).”

There are quite a few techniques that apply to it when it comes to desolation magic, and they are quite broad in meaning. In it, this is a kind of desouling technique that manipulates one’s own ghost, utilizing so-called phantom departure.

By pointing the tip of a wand, finger, etc., you make the flying phantom oriented, and with its stretched phantom you push the other person’s mental shell directly out of the other person’s body. Because the mental shell (Astral Body) and the physical body (Physical Body) can’t be cut off, when the mental shell (Astral Body) is pushed away, it is pulled to the body, and they fly away together.

As it belongs to the so-called Astral Attack, it can also be described as a powerful sorcery.

When Shuiming explained that, for some reason, Fermenia raised her dissatisfaction.

“… I have not been taught this sorcery”

“Speaking of which, you did.”

“Speaking of which, it’s not. Why won’t you tell me?

Were you angry that you hadn’t been taught? Coming in a tone that Fermenia blames.

“Oh no, don’t get mad at me as much as I teach you a little back and forth…”

“Not a bit! This is a breach of contract! Lily, let me tell you something. It’s a lawsuit!

“Don’t say that, it’s not technically that advanced.”

“Still!

Shouting is more than thoughts. Pretty rare for her, talking selfish.

In the meantime, Hatsumi, who was listening aside to the exchange between the two, raised a slightly condemned voice.

“Hey, why don’t we talk about that later?

“Well, you did. Sorry……”

“Soon, it will collapse. When you have a hole, let’s run out.”

In response to Liliana’s voice, the runaway Mizumins cross the bridge and eventually arrive in the weapons store district.

Naturally, there were supposed to be churchmen there, as Mizuming saw them.

“Has the noise subsided?

There was a series of blacksmiths and shops where the products created there would be sold, and the streets, which had a unique appearance from other districts, were surprisingly lonely.

There are signs of the destruction of crates, signs, etc. housed on the property, but no violent noises can be heard right now. It was as if, after the storm had passed.

“Hey, he said this place is the most intense.”

“Oh, I was until just now… Well, what happened?

Shuiming looks around in surprise. There is no one around. Did the men and dwarves of Weapon Shop even pull into the store? It was still strange that there were no church members who were violent.

In the meantime, I see a shadow walking from the front. I’m not alone. I can also hear the aligned footsteps.

Hey, I snitched. That’s what I thought. I showed up with the churchmen in white before the Mizumins.

“This is…”

“Is this how it comes”

“Unexpected, sir.”

“Dude, are you serious…”

Fermenia, Refill, Liliana, and Shuiming, and each raise their dismay when they see the person who brought the church members in white clothes.

And who is that person?

“- I’ve been waiting for you. Hatsumi Kutiba, brave man of the Union”

It was Sister Clarissa, not shallow in reason with the Mizumins, who put the members of the Order behind her, saying words as if she had known in advance that Hatsumi would come here.

One, Hatsumi, who doesn’t know her, gives her a surprised look.

“Of the cat, Mr. Sister…?

“My name is Clarissa. Go ahead and get to know him.”

With that said, Clarissa gives a gracious thank you to Hatsumi.

Meanwhile, Hatsumi, who had seen the attitude of Mizumi earlier, asked him.

“Hey, do you know him?

“Well, you’re a little on edge. But…”

On the way Mizuming was answering, it was Lefir who threw the questionable question first.

“Sister Clarissa, do you know the noise those behind you are making?

“Yes, I know.”

“Look, it doesn’t look like it has anything to do with those behind it. What does this mean? I want a convincing answer.”

Yes, it wasn’t Clarissa who returned the answer to Lefir, who strictly asked for it.

“……………… ha. There’s nothing to be convinced of.”

“Jill!”

Gilberto sighs, fluttering out of the alley. And just as if I were the other faction, I took a position next to Clarissa.

The outfit seems to be the usual easy to move clothes. But the axe spear is so huge that it doesn’t look good on its luxurious shoulders. Mounted in a pattern that is too thick and long from the palm of the hand, the axe blade and the ear of the spear, which may also seem like a huge iron mass, are so large that if you put them forward, they are likely to hide the body of the gilbert.

As she lowered the axe spear from her shoulder to the ground, the earth swayed with a dull, loud sound.

“It’s legal, Lori”

“So you don’t know what words mean. Stick around, you toddler… you’re surprisingly calm”

“Sort of. By the time Sister came up with Hatsumi’s name, I knew what was going on.”

Hatsumi asks the mouth-watering Mitsumi.

“Eight keys, what do you mean?

“It’s Dejab. Doesn’t that look somewhat like when you’re inloo?

“Ah!”

Asked about it, did Hatsumi realize that the situation was somewhat similar to then? Clarissa tells her to make a surprise noise.

“If you’ve noticed, we’re going to talk fast.”

“So the Sisters are fellow dragonmen that attacked Lord Swimey and Lord Brave?

“Yes, Lord White Flame is right.”

“So these guys are Sisters’ people, too? It’s ironic that the Sister of the Salvation Church is bringing people from organizations opposed to it.”

“Sure. That’s great for a joke.”

Show an elegant laugh when dull. Meanwhile, it turns out that Clarissa and the others were enemies, and each took a stand-off stance.

It was no other Gilberto who raised his voice that seemed to make him do nothing.

“Oh, why is this happening…”

“Not at all. Jill, does your presence over there mean you’re an enemy, too?

“I guess so. I honestly apologize for Atai…”

From the tone of Gilberto, it can be seen that he is not much of a rider. I guess there’s still a distressing part to her hostility with friendly Refill.

Clarissa speaks out, as she scolds her like that.

“Jill, I can’t help complaining.”

“I know there’s nothing I can do about it… but I was wondering why Leffi and the others would turn to their enemies like this.”

“You don’t know that yet, do you?

“Ah?”

Gilberto wonders about Clarissa’s enigmatic remarks. Then Clarissa turned to Hatsumi,

“Brave Hatsumi. We need your help. How can you not follow me?”

“Why?

“We only want you to arrive now.”

“I refuse. I have something to do, so hit someone else.”

“What can I say?

“I really can’t. You think I can trust people like you to do this?

After all, it is a negotiated decision. At the point of making a public statement with Inru’s people, it would be obvious not to talk.

Clarissa turns to water against Mizumi next to Hatsumi.

“I’d like you to shut the fuck up and overlook me.”

“I refuse”

“I guess.”

Soon after Mizuminos showed a hostile attitude, Clarissa nodded as she knew.

“Clara, you don’t have to ask me that now. You know the answer. When Inru reports that he’s inside the brave, we don’t have to ask everyone to turn to the enemy.”

“Yes, sir.”

To Gilberto’s bitterness, Clarissa replies calmly. And

“Well, I’ll take care of Mr. Refille.”

“Evil, no.”

“No. Jill asks for the swimmers”

Shortly after it is determined who will deal with whom, the churchmen in white appear as foreseen from the surrounding alleys. Seeing that they were surrounded, Mizuminos circled back to back.

“You can’t be alarmed by that fellow dragon bastard.”

“Right. Anyway, how does that work?

“Let’s just make the escape route so that it’s okay if something happens first. Who will respond…”

“As your name suggests, I’ll deal with Sister.”

“Refile. Be careful, please. The Sister is probably the Beast of the Ryga tribe,”

“It’s still the Ryga clan…”

Lefir agrees with Liliana’s selection of eyes. Fermenia, who heard it, also looked like she had chewed up a bitter bug.

“Hey Liliana, who’s that Ryga?

“It’s one of those beasts that ancestors such as Mr. Cat. Perhaps it is an exaggeration to say the strongest of a few beast races.”

“Wow, are you serious…”

“The dragon man…”

Shuiming and Hatsumi raise their voices softly to the appearance of a species that is also considered powerful. In contrast to those two, Refill raised his belligerent voice.

“There’s no shortage for them.”

Refile stripping his octagonal teeth and squealing his invincible words. Meanwhile, Shuiming looks around at the church members around him and says:

“We’ll do something about the white clothes first. Menia, stay alert for Gilberto.”

“Okay.”

Even as Shuiming and the others calculate, the white clothes are approaching. Clarissa got her hands on the left and right sleeves of the monastic outfit as Refill popped out toward those with Clarissa.

– It’s a dark device. Soon Clarissa got her hand out of her left and right sleeves when Refill stood up for such a hunch. But the finger had red and yellow powder, perhaps paint that appeared to be pigments.

Clarissa wraps her sleeves around, drawing a unique pattern as if drawing sharp lines with her face, arms and fingers on each of them, soaking, soaking.

“That’s…”

Shuiming sees some pre-sighted behavior and narrows her eyes. That’s no way, and I don’t think he’ll be long.

Has Clarissa got an attitude in place? He stretched his sharp hook paw and extended his upper canine tooth down to the jaw.

To Clarissa’s transformation, Hatsumi and Shuiming raise their voices of surprise.

“Sabertiger?

“Hey, Smilodon is not a cat…”

As they round their eyes, fierce magic begins to drift around Clarissa. An air of visible death, as if the killing spirit unleashed by carnivores had gained clear power.

From the atmosphere she creates, Shuiming came to mind that

“… tribal spiritual worship (totemism)”

“Often, you know”

Did Clarissa hear Shuiming whining quietly? Put a grin on his face and affirm the words of Shuiming. Mizumi, on the other hand, caught her expression in surprise at her response.

“It’s my dialogue. It’s… How does Sister know that?

“I will keep this a secret”

“Damn, you guys are really behind this…”

As Shuiming shrugged bitterly, Clarissa and her relative Lefir raised their questioning voice.

“Suimei! What’s that one in Sister!?

“Tribal spiritual worship (totemism), a technique that belongs to the kind of magic that we have in our world! With a technique that tries to capture various symbolic things, animal and plant forces, by imitating them, Sister is probably also trying to gain protection with his current face paint and body paint. There are mainly beasts for this kind of thing…”

“So what Sister is trying to gain is the power of the Lyga ancestral beast, the Sword Tiger.”

Ancestral beast, that would mean an organism that applies to the part of the beast as an animal man. Clarissa would have that power originally, but presumably the Totem Ritual as it stands will be used to amplify that power many times.

At the point of being an Orc, there is no doubt that the ancestors and symbols (totems) of Sister’s family are kinship. And there is also an earlier act of liturgy, and it can be said that the two conditions for the establishment of totemism have been fulfilled.

But the focus is on the problem.

“Totemism is the magic of our world, but it is not possible that it was founded in this world either because the art is primitive. But.”

“Sister just affirmed the name used by Lord Swimey, that is, the words of Lord Swimey’s world. That means…”

Clarissa said, no, that the Clarissa and the others have some involvement in the world over there.

Shuiming perceives it and thinks of Loomion. There seems to be some shadow around them that relates to the world of the Mizumings.

Eventually, Lephire and Clarissa’s martial arts reign.

“Clarissa Reiga. I’m coming.”

“Be our own and the power of the Spirit. Respond ill to my will…”

The red wind whirls up and erodes the surrounding air as Refill utters the word or no or ventures into the blue sky. Clarissa, on the other hand, emitted martial arts or no, which emerged as fierce magic and dissipated around her like a silver slaughter.

The two that eventually collide. Refill rolls out one powerful slash after another, but Clarissa deflects it in a fast and sharp motion, launching a fierce attack with her fingernails in return.

Either because it is reinforced by totemism or because of the formation of a bounded dominant area (rule area) of fierce magic that has been created around it, it is not as if the red wind created by Refiel is around it. Often blown away by it, Lefir himself dares to travel at right angles on that wind, but he is unable to do so.

Refill’s ability to fight and each other or more. In other words, Clarissa will have comparable powers to Rajas, a Demonic General.

Meanwhile, after watching the battle, Shuiming defeats the members of the Order who flock around them in their own way. With Hatsumi’s swordsmanship, Fermenia exercised the magic of the wind (Graunec Air), and Liliana kicked one after the other with a series of finger magic she had just used.

Finally, Shuiming rhythmically plays the sound of a throw by a finger snap, releasing the magic of a missile in a row. The churchmen in white clothes who were around instantly lay down on the ground.

“The surroundings are over! I’m going to join you too………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………..

It was then that Mizumi shouted at Lefir. At his feet, a magic formation was suddenly drawn. It’s like something I don’t remember in Shuiming where I can be made to express my magic formation on this occasion. The design of the letter numbers depicted is also as if I had never seen it. But…

“My leg is taken!? Hey no way this is… YES, he said it was a transcendental send!?

A watery body sinks into the magic formation, as if it had stepped into a bottomless swamp. While using the magic of flight, he tries to leave the magic formation, but the effect of the technique or the magic of Shuiming is nullified, and his body is buried in the ground about half the time.

“Lord Swimey, in my hands!

Grab it. That’s what Fermenia says, but Shuiming pays for that hand with an obsessed look.

“No! The mummy removal will turn into a mummy!

“Shit!

“I can manage! I’ll be right back. The meniahs will take them…”

He sank into the magic formation before Shuiming finished saying everything.

Ripples like when an object sinks in the water make the magic formation tremble. The Fermenians, who watched so badly, gave a dismayingly desperate look and murmured.

“Su, Lord Swimei…”

“No way, Sumei.”

“Hey, you’re lying…”

The fact that Shuiming would be taken in by sorcery was such a shock to them that heaven and earth would flip over.

And what emerges from that fact is an unprecedented rush.

“Who the hell…”

There exists a man with arms who falls into such a magician as Mizuming. Fermenia looks around, but no one seems to have done something like it. It further amplifies the rush.

“Fermenia. Talk to you later. Now we all have enemies in front of us.”

“There’s only one person left.”

When Liliana and Hatsumi spoke to Fermenia and encouraged her to concentrate on Jilberto, that Jilberto accidentally put her left arm up in the blue sky.

“Unfortunately, I’m still here.”

When Gilberto rang his finger with that said, did he still refrain from anything else? Church members appear one after another from the alley.

I raise my voice as Hatsumi groans that it will not diminish whether I knock it down or not.

“I don’t have the chili…”

“You’re such a wacko. To the savior brave, Inru and mutual mages, spiritual godsons, wizards representing your country. I don’t care how little you guys are. So…”

Bump, Gilberto wields his arm. Shortly afterwards, a wave of powerful force generated a wave of arms at the starting point, creating a knocking wind, with which the ground crumbled and blew away.

Fermenia reacts first to Gilberto’s attack.

“- The wind is my protection. Full of circumference, and play what’s on your way!

Shockwaves and hardened earth masses are bounced in front of them in Fermenian aggressive sorcery exercises.

Seeing how it goes, Gilberto makes a grin on his nibble and mouth, as he says he did well.

“Oh, that’s great.”

“What are you…?

“Right now? Hey, I just waved my arm. There’s no such thing as a dragon man.”

I can retreat so mildly that Jilberto is not as skillful as Sasa. I can’t imagine how powerful that can be without.

“Look, let’s go!

Gilberto swung, turning his hips on the spot. The time should be far between, but what are the intentions? Hatsumi immediately draws the attention of the two considering the slaughter from outside the intermission.

But the prediction came off, and when Gilberto waved the axe spear as he applied all his body force, the axe blade part popped out of the pattern.

“Become!? Built-in weapons!”

“Ouch! Atai’s special chain, Halbad. Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

To Fermenian surprise, Gilberto returns it in a good way. The tip portion of the axe spear is connected by a chain and extends with the rubbing sound of the chain.

The tip of the axe spear depicted a trajectory of variability by centrifugal force and jilberto manipulation. As it ascended into the hollow, it fell head-on towards the Fermenians.

In response to the attack from the blind spot, Fermenia flew away aggressively and dodged. And the tip of the axe spear, which fell to the earth like a meteor, blew up as if it had exploded the earth, scattering rock bullets all over it.

Fermenia moans bitterly, abusing the aftermath of destruction.

“What a powerful battle…”

“I’ve never had a fight like this before in my life. Please forgive me for not being able to.”

Gilberto laughs and returns the tip of the axe spear to the pattern. In the meantime, Liliana came forward.

“Fermenia. I’ll cover you.”

“Helpful…”

“Ah! You stay back! I don’t want to fight little kids!

When Liliana comes forward, Gilberto suddenly wakes up. It’s a lot of clear-cut arrangements that you don’t want to fight with Refill or even with your kids.

“Well, if you don’t fight, fine.”

“I don’t know! Oh, oh, oh, no more! Hey, Whiteflame, don’t shield Liliana Zandaik, okay?

“Naturally!

Fermenia screams back at Gilberto in the tone of the order, needless to say. Then, to cope with the situation, Hatsumi popped up this time.

“Mr. Fermenia. I’m coming forward!

“I’m sorry, Lord Brave!

Run with words. Hatsumi rushes right through to Jilberto. The knife is placed in the sheath, carried aside, and can be ‘unplugged’ at any time. I’m going to run in and slash him.

But something flies towards her like a meteor.

“Come on.”

Hatsumi, who couldn’t help but react to something like that, took it by giving out a machete made of Mithril. There were two shortcuts of Orihalcon that hit the silver tattoo.

When I followed him from the tip of my sword, there was a girl wearing a hood in white monastic clothing at the depth of her eyes.

The girl holds a short knife made of Orihalcon backwards and comes at it by hand. Hatsumi also responded to that fierce slaughter. Despite the two-on-one battle, he cleverly twitches and slowly falls back.

From time to time I could see the girl’s eyes from between the covers, but those eyes seemed vain and unfocused.

“My opponent, are you?

…………

I ask, but the white girl doesn’t answer. The reaction that I have not heard is the same as the other white clothes, but things are very different.

It was Gilberto who answered Hatsumi’s question.

He’s one of yours.

For a moment I think of the Selfies, who are said to be my companions, but soon I realize that there are others who think of me.

“Your people… you mean this guy is a brave guy too!?

“Yes. You’re a great guy to deal with, aren’t you?

To that disparaging question, Hatsumi returns a sharp glance. The girl’s eyes are vain and it doesn’t seem like her will is lit. That means.

“This is what happens when I follow you.”

I have to say no.

Gilberto says so, putting up an axe spear again.

The sunlight that was in Jomtien was in the midst of becoming the West Day.