Arifureta Shokugyou de Sekai Saikyou

It was a serene ethereal that was spreading ahead through the majestic doors.

"This place..."

It was Rose who squealed like that. Returning to the airship Roselia, Rose dived through the doors of the sky created by Hajime, along with the airship Abelia and the carrier Irvenst. Beyond that, be prepared to have their own battlefield.

Still, I suspect that I would have dreamed, or even dreamed, of being in such a calm sky, given the battlefield previously in the narrow between the sea of thunderflames and the swirling cloud sea, which should also be hailed as a mythical sight.

"Lady Rose. Or, downstairs, it's Kweireng! Distance 1,000!

"Huh?"

Rose gives a grunting voice to the report from the observation officer. The sky visible from the bridge is pale enough to be clear, and the morning sun rises slightly above the Cloud Sea. In a sight that can be considered peaceful, I wonder what you're talking about, and turn your gaze to a monitor that reflects below the hull...

"I don't know what that means."

Unexpectedly, I grumbled about that. While flushing the cramped face & cold sweat like a waterfall.

That would be the case, too. Down where the airships Roselia and Abelia and the carrier Irvenst float, there was a homeland that had never been able to get close - the floating earth of the Kweiren Sky Empire, No, and the Irvenst Dragon King.

"Sire! Be decent! Arvenst's here, too!

"Eh."

A scolding flew from Beauvid, who was waiting while boarding in an air warplane dog.

And Rose, who took me back, bites her back teeth. At the same time, he said, "Lady Hajime's ahoy. I said I wanted you to lead me, but suddenly I should throw it over my goal's head, ahoy! Damn, bastard!" and flew a curse inside to Hajime in a grand manner.

"Arvenst, you hear me!? Evacuate now. '

Instead of the main artillery, Rose tried to order the captain in command to evacuate the aircraft carrier Irvenst, which could not be barrier or combat manoeuvre, but before that,

A loud alarm sounded in the early morning sky. Rose trembles her body bikkully at the alarm that those who devour laziness are also likely to jump in one shot.

I don't know what to do in my head, I don't know what to do, Lord Hajime's ahoy, what to do! The same words and curses reflate. Rose almost panicked, but there, my partner said, "Hold on!" The reprimand arrived.

Petite, unconsciously hugging Quaibel slapped Rose on the cheek with his tail. If you dropped your gaze on your holding partner, there was a quivel there, somewhat sweet temperament, staring at you jizzily.

Unwavering, amazingly deep dragon's eye staring straight at Rose.

- Oh, yeah, I was. If you're ready, with everyone, you've already done it.

Phew ~ and one, loudly exhaled Rose, opened her eyes cuckoo the next moment. And look closely at the companions in the pale bridge and the companions of Abelia and Irvenst over the monitor.

Let's Fight

Quiet, but definite words of majesty and strength.

"Now, even at this time, to stand alongside old friends fighting in that sky"

That's the word of the queen of the dragon kingdom.

"To save my friends in captivity and my countrymen"

The words of those who dropped themselves into the sky thieves and lost their precious companions over and over again, but never abandoned the thoughts of the good old days.

"To change the world"

Combat personnel are not the only ones here. Some people are just people. Rather, they are more. Normally, it's not the place to bring them. But those words will not be heard by the young and old men in the aircraft carrier Irvenst.

There is no future for them who have lost Rose and the others. This is the turning point. The descendants of the dragon kingdom don't want a future where they can just escape and be slackened into doom.

Otherwise, I wouldn't have crept through that sky door.

So,

Let's Fight

One answer to the Queen's call. Only the eyes of determination and the words of response: 'Ouch'.

Rose smiled at her mouth. That's the same invincible grin that the man floated, cursing all the way up until just now.

'I will reclaim everything! A battle for change, here it is! Bet your whole body! Air fighter units, all planes on the move. Do whatever damage you can to the Guardian Fleet before it moves completely! Abelia, concentrate your guardian fleet flagship! Irvenst, cover with a physical weapon over your head!

An order flies like a disturbed shooting.

Aircraft fly from all ships as if feathered butterflies fly in unison. Major units have suffered painful damage from earlier raids, reducing their numbers, but that number has gained momentum reaching two hundred.

Authentic, maximum force possessed by the onboard state Irvenst. Some of them are young men who have not yet finished their coaching, and some are already retired. The fuselage is not always in good condition. Armed is also often old-fashioned.

But the height of that will is real.

"All units, aim for the Bridge of the Guardian Fleet! Don't jump into your nostrils and leave before they put up a protective barrier! The barrier of the Guardian Fleet is powerful. Once you've been stretched out, if you're outside the barrier, think you're useless!

Air Warfare Squad Best Squad and General Captain Bovid skips the instruction. If your arm is immature, it's a dangerous tactic of collision and death. However, the guardian fleet barrier is more powerful than that of the defensive fleet and is deployed about fifty metres from the main body. With the arming of air warplanes, we will not be able to make very breakthroughs, nor will we be able to approach them.

Conversely, if you approach within those fifty meters before they deploy, the attack will pass.

to such an unscrupulous tactic, but there was not a single aircraft frightened. Alternatively, with the momentum that makes you think you're willing to go on a special attack as it is, you're approaching all twenty guardian fleets that have finally begun to start from a moored state.

"Dear Rose, We're ready."

A voice comes from Sabbath, who was holding back behind Rose. Rose nodded cocklessly. Show Sabbath a determined and invincible grin who moved with his own will. Sabbath also nodded, letting his beastly fierceness lurk in a gentle smile.

Rose looks over the bridge.

"Guys, I'll leave Roselia to you. Please bear with me until Quaibel returns."

"Pi."

The other crew nodded strongly as the man with Roselia instead of Rose - Carter-Gilton - snorted deeply.

After Rose, who turned his heel back, Sabbath and his sister Claw, as well as ten of the most elite Kingsguard troops, follow.

The operation is simple. Take Quaibel to the Fountain that empowers Wang Long in the deepest part of the royal palace - [True Dragon Tear Springs]. So destroy the Guardian Fleet with the power of Quaibel, who temporarily awakened as Cheng Long.

If we lose even the fleet, we are not in the Reich, such as a being able to defeat Quaibel, who can wield his power as a king dragon. It was a country made up of the reign of fear and violence of a king named Gregor. At the time of the fall of the Guardian Fleet, there's no way you can keep your will or anything.

The question is how far Irvenst can buy time for his guardian fleet opponents. There is no guarantee that Irvenst will not be wiped out by the time Quaibel returns to the battlefield, infiltrating the royal palace with a few elites.

There was a roar outside. The Beauvids have launched a super melee battle called the Dance of Death. How far can this ambush damage the Guardian Fleet, that's the key to this fight.

Because I know that, I'm sure the Beauvids will be impotent. That's what you must risk your life for to save Rose and the others, like when Bovid shields himself and gets enemy bullets.

"Please, guys... safe"

That's how Rose shrugged as she equipped herself with a firearm at the bottom of the Roselia boat. Whether you're determined or ready, you can't be heartbroken that your loved ones will be scattered. The mouth of a gut-bitten rose, above all eloquently, shows its crushing mind.

"Pi"

"Ku..."

Quibelle's strong eyes.

"Dear Rose,"

"No."

Sabbath's unwavering smile.

"Your Majesty"

"Dear Rose,"

Sister Claw's invincible grin.

The Kingsguards who follow them laugh the same way.

Seeing them, Rose is convinced, I'm sure, that everyone in Abelia, everyone in Roselia, and loved ones in Irvenst must have an equally powerful and invincible grin.

To Rose, who made the decision to go to the dead, without a grudge or anything.

The hatch at the bottom of the ship opened. Roselia flies over the head of the Royal Palace in response to sporadic land-to-air attacks. Passing downward as it flows is the first view of the city of my hometown.

Oh, and Rose exhales a sigh of admiration in her heart. Rose, who was taken out as a baby, has no memory of the Dragon King. But still, the thought of "coming back" overflows.

And that will surely be how stronger the ancient people of Ginseng, who know this country, are than the ones who think of their unknown homeland.

I wonder what they think of them on air warplanes looking down their eyes from airships and aircraft carriers.

Do you have feelings of grandeur? I'm sure it won't be exactly the same as it used to be, so are you angry to see the country that has been changed? With that thought in his hands, he may die in the next moment. In this battlefield of remarkably low survival, I guess his thoughts will pour down with the flames.

But I'm sure, who alone, must not stop flying until the last moment.

For what? It is decided.

- Yeah.

And, again, Rose exhaled deep thoughts.

Meditate to pray with an automatic gun in one hand, its barrel on your forehead.

Now I get it. What is a king, what is he? What am I supposed to do?

"Think of the future, to live the present - make a decision. Put something important on both scales."

Gregor was the king of robbery with the truth of power. To those who obey, rule, and to those who oppose, die. I guess that was one way to be.

Rose and maybe something similar.

I can't choose everything. I have to make a choice. Without God, I can't grasp the ideals. Rose has to choose not to lose everything, even if the result of the choice is to cut someone off.

For the future, and for the people who live today, as I let the warriors who suffered with me jump into the dead.

But I don't think that's a mistake. Because that would be an insult to the warriors who responded with their own will.

So let's be.

"Let's be. To the fighting queen. To the queen of warriors."

Kind king, you just have to be my next one. In order to connect the future to that person, I will be the king of battles. To the spirit of Rose with such thoughts, Sabbath gave a slightly lonely look, Sister Claw gave a meditation, and Kingsguards gave a tight look.

Rose looked back at them like that,

"Let's go. To our battlefield."

That's what I said, I jumped without hesitation.

When Sabbath and the others nodded at each other, they jumped down as well, following the beloved Lord, who had ordained themselves.

Rose and the others, who jumped into the air, naturally began to fall free according to the reason of the stars. Balance with your hands wide open as you hear the roaring wind.

In an instant, the distance to the ground is gone. Under my eyes is the Royal Palace.

"Ku-chan. On that terrace."

"Pi."

If you tell Rose with an unbeatable amount of voice, Quaibel responds instantly. If a quaibel surrounded by silver light rang out, the same light would soon be surrounded by Rose and the others.

Fluffy and Rose's bodies are released from the wedge of gravity. Rose and the others, spinning in the air, took the landing position. Quaibel adjusts the drop position to invite you to the terrace near the top floor of the target royal palace.

and, at that time, a sharp wind-cut sound echoed at the same time as the dry bursting sound. A bullet that didn't hit me luckily rushes up into the sky through the gaps between Rose and the others.

If you look, there are a few soldiers in the royal palace yard. He's pointing at the muzzle of a rifle gun as he points at Rose and the others.

I'll take care of it.

Shortly afterwards, a silver flash poured on such soldiers. Released as if to cleave the sky, they pierce the faces of the soldiers, with or without them, weakening them like a threaded marionette.

When Rose turned her attention to the killer, he - Sabbath - was pinching three - dining knives between his fingers as he ran his gaze into the garden without alarm.

Apparently, this butler, Modoki, responded with dishes to multiple targets on the ground a hundred meters away.

Even while I was saying, a soldier who heard gunshots showed up on the terrace and at the garden tip - but

"Sick."

Dishes fly. There's a silver knife that's polished out and usually stuck in the kitchen of the aircraft carrier Irvenst!

Stah, Rose and the others safely stepped down to the terrace. And Rose asked on behalf of the Kingsguards, who had an indescribable look on Sabbath, who sounded chacon tiny and stored a dining knife in his cuff.

"Why, dishes?

"I'm a butler."

The background of Sabbath, a former Kingsguard captain, who has given way to that position since he headlined Sister Claw's brother and became Rose's butler, is known to everyone on this occasion. That strength, too. But no one knows about enemies on the ground a hundred metres from the sky, such as he had an out-of-the-box move to snipe them with dishes.

For once, I know that in my active life, I was good at quick draws with relics from the old days and revolvers that should have been fruitful, but I didn't think I was mastering any new skills after retirement - quick snipes for dietary knives, what a hell of a skill.

"I'm bossy about what. Come on, hurry up. - Sick."

While I was saying it, a dining knife that appeared like a trick pierces the eye of a soldier who popped up on the terrace next door.

Furthermore, Sabbath did not hesitate to throw a dining knife in the direction of the day after tomorrow against the soldier who rushed to pull his face in. The dining knife jumps into the entrance and exit as it bounces back into the decorations near the terrace ceiling -

"Guh."

It produced one groan. Then, a sound sounds like something heavy has fallen down.

……

"What is it, Master Rose? Come on, get inside."

"A, hi"

Rose decided to be the queen of warriors. Seeing the superman moves of a real (?) warrior (butler) was breaking my heart early.

Rose and the others stepped indoors to regain their minds.

"No, stay ahead of me. From the royal hidden corridor, we should be able to go underground at once, right?

"Yes, if it's not blocked, though. I don't think Gregor would bother to seal off his escape route. Probably not a problem."

Sabbath slightly opens the door to the room and quickly runs his gaze into the hallway. And when one snorted, he cut ahead as one who knew all about the royal palace.

After that, six Kingsguard troops follow in an undisturbed motion, followed by Brother Claw on both sides of Rose, behind which four troops consolidate.

"Mmm."

Suddenly, Sabbath sounded alarmed. In the next moment I thought, accelerate at once!

Decide on a body blow by sounding the shock sound of a soldier jumping out of the corner of the hallway as if he had shot even a Zudong cannon. No voice, no time to be stuffy, a soldier who turned his eyeballs upside down and peeled his white eye falls -

I didn't allow it, I grabbed that collar and made him stand.

Then multiple firing sounds there. A soldier posted on Sabbath dances like a poorly made marionette. At the same time, Sabbath's palm bottom was slammed into the abdomen of a soldier who was shielded to whip a corpse.

Poor soldier A flies like a shell, even though he said he was almost in close proximity.

"Whoa."

"Hey, what's up?"

The soldiers behind the shooting suddenly evade by eating bubbles at the bodies of their fellow men who had flown horizontally. Yes, halt the shooting.

"Hmm."

"Ha."

Again, the body blow of the cannon Modki bursts into Soldier B. He collapses off his knees holding his belly down and bending forward. He exhales a mixed blood reflex of bubbles from his mouth and is freaking out and cramped.

"Oh, my God."

"Ha."

"Oh."

Soldier C points the gun, but the only thing in sight is the end of the flipped butler's clothes. Sabbath's elbow punch, which dives into his nostrils, slams him into the center of his sternum, sounding tragic like he's never heard of a bogey.

Nor did Sabbath seem concerned about soldier C falling behind him, leaving him to fall and pull his handgun out of soldier C's hip holster.

... I'm sure Soldiers D and E, who were behind Soldier C, would have seen the unreal sight of an old butler clothing man appearing pointing a gun straight at them from behind a slowly falling companion.

Tan, Tan.

Two gunshots. Two headshots, too.

Dothali and falling soldiers D and E.

"Oh, there it is"

"Damn, Fritz and the others are getting hit! It's that butler's man."

Soldiers who heard straw gunfire appeared further from the corner of the hallway. The hallway is a straight line. There are about ten meters to the corner where the soldiers showed up.

"No, no, no."

Rose tried to "go back" and speak up. but before that, Sabbath moved out.

Forward.

In a low position like crawling through the ground, he walks like an unleashed bullet.

Beautiful hem of flipping butler clothes.

A grand muzzle flash. A storm of bullets to be unleashed.

But that doesn't even plunder the old butler.

"Why not!?

One of the soldiers accidentally put in a scratch. The old butler, shaking left and right into small pieces but not slightly stagnant and not even hit by a bullet, is no longer a realm of horror.

In fact, it is a circumstance in which a ray is drawn from the direction of the muzzle and evacuated to a point where it cannot be hit before being shot, but it is not clear enough from the side.

"Fuck you."

Soldier F jumped out of the corner of the hallway, as if, and freed his hipster rifle with a full auto.

I guess the intention is to sprinkle them all over the left and right so that they are inevitable.

"Stop!"

The butler said something.

Shortly afterwards, the bullet of the rifle, fanned away, was to pass in vain directly beneath the Sabbath. Yes, Sabbath kicked the hallway wall and retreated into the air on a triangle flying procedure.

At the same time, while releasing the bullet of restraint to the soldiers who were hiding themselves in the corner of the hallway, they hooked their fingers to the decorative part of the ceiling light to further accelerate the jump distance with the pendulum guidelines.

Shi Oui, the famous move of an overtwisted gymnast, also shows a bright blue aerial twist, while being just upside down over Soldier F. As it was, he grabbed Soldier F's jaw and left it to the twisting momentum to snap his neck as he threw his bullet-cut handgun at another soldier.

A bullet approaches Sabbath, who has set a gorgeous landing, in the shadow of soldier F, who falls while spinning to dance as well as twirling.

Kang.

And there was a light noise.

"Is that so!?

"Is that so!?

Overlapping were the scratches of Soldier G and the Queen. I can't help it if I say I have no choice. Anyway, Mr. Sabbath played a rifle bullet.

- In a shiny, polished silver tray I took out of somewhere.

"Deacon, what if you can't play in the tray as much as a bullet?"

"No, that's weird. - Ugh."

For once, the silver tray that Sabbath took out was specially made to be sturdy enough to play the bullet as well, and it was more correct to "deviate" by hitting it at an angle than by playing it further...

Either way, normally, it's the mountain of Seoul that gets bounced off trays and eats bullets, so it doesn't make any difference what it means.

Dare I say, soldier G with the scratch fell down with a froggy groan as his throat was crushed by a silver tray that flew in like a frisbee.

Ha ha. The soldiers who got me back will rebuild their rifles. Soldier H's muzzle locks on Sabbath's forehead, which was imminent in front of him.

but on the verge of pulling the trigger,

"Kill, disappear -"

"Slow"

It does not capture the appearance of a deeply sunken Sabbath and reveals agitation by appearing to have disappeared. And I didn't have time to fight the voices I heard from below, crushing my jaw & clinging my neck to the jumping butler kick and ascending.

"Oh, my God."

"Die, jeez."

"Oh, my God."

Soldiers I, J and K surrounding Sabbath. The gunpoint is pointed from close range tripartite. For a moment, each of the three of them was to have a short scream. While the Sabbath spins a spin while still riding the centrifugal force of a kick depicting an artistic circular orbit.

Seeing, there was a needle for sewing in Soldier I's eyes, a knife piercing J's arm, and blood gushing out of Soldier K's wrist.

The three frightened by the pain expose themselves to deadly gaps. Naturally, an old butler with a sharp eye for a dragon's eye could not have missed that gap.

"Sick."

Deacon decides to break dance magnificently in a world upside down.

Again, let's say. Beautiful butler clothes to flip through.

Sabbath's long legs shake in a circle. From the tip of the glossy butler shoe, a sharp knife is popping out. That stroked the soldiers' throats so they could be sucked in.

Pisciously, a single letter of blood is drawn on the wall to match the orbit of Sabbath's foot.

Returning from an extremely dangerous break-dance and standing on one knee, Sabbath stood up sassy, pampered and hemmed before still removing the folding umbrella from nowhere.

Spread it out painfully, while it rains pussy blood. Of course, it doesn't take Sabbath to give you an umbrella.

The soldiers with the carotid artery torn apart collapse.

"Hmm. I tried to make it for comfort, but it helped a little"

Mr. Sabbath whining about that and twisting his folding umbrella at hand. The skeleton came off, leaving only the middle rod, while a sharp double edge popped out of the tip.

And when you put it back together, you throw it in the back of the hallway, like a throwing player.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

At an exquisite time, the last soldier, apparently hiding, popped up. And he took an umbrella blow to the throat just right and fell back as a kyoton.

"Come on, Master Rose. For one thing, we've eliminated the danger ahead. You are no match for being pressed by the quantity. Let's hurry up."

"A, hi"

Dead bodies. Rose, sister Claw, and the Kingsguards rushed to Sabbath as they cramped their cheeks into such a hallway tragedy.

"Hey, hey, no. Earlier, when you were surrounded by soldiers, what did you do?

When soldiers I, J, and K were suddenly damaged. I know Sabbath did something, but it was too fast to even know what he did.

Apparently, that was not only Rose, but also Sister Claw and his brothers and Kingsguards, who were more concerned about them, so Rose asks questions about it, knowing that's not the case.

While on guard, Sabbath, who runs down the hallway in an unmistakable foothold, said for a moment, "Didn't you see even you?," he turned a sharp eye to Sister Claw and the Kingsguards. Sabbath replies to them shaking their heads as if they were lamentable.

"It's no big deal. That I just slit my wrist by flying a knife in my injectable sleeve while flying a needle for sewing that I had planted in my mouth and at the same time a little sturdy thread that I could use for sewing"

"Oh, really? But no. Why, for sewing?

"I'm a butler."

Hearing Sabbath's words that hit his master, his direct disciple, Sister Claw, thought. "This guy's getting stronger since he retired and became a butler," he said. Such, to Sister Claw's brother, Sabbath skipped an even sharper gaze.

"Of course, to this extent, it's possible for Olga and Jean.... Right? You guys."

"(a) Yesssssssssssssssssssssssssss"

"La, it's an easy win."

Of course, I can't. In the same situation, it is possible for both of us to destroy the same number of enemies if we are to use guns. However, almost without a gun, in less than a minute, you can put multiple fully armed soldiers on your opponent in close combat only, etc...

The Kingsguards have a sympathetic look at the captain and his deputy.

Perhaps it is the same in all worlds that the strongest is equipped by default for the profession of butler.

"I'm not alone anymore..."

Unexpectedly, the Kingsguards looked away at Rose, who shrugged small.

For a while Rose and the others, who broke through the encounter in the battle of the gods of Sabbath, finally reached one of the royal private chambers in the heart of the royal palace.

"Dear Rose, This is the room where Rose's mother - Abelia's private room - was. Abelia was in this room giving birth to Rose."

"This is your mother's..."

It was simple in the room. There is little furniture or conditioning, instead cluttered baggage is placed. Apparently, it's not used as someone's private room, it's used instead of storage.

Still, somehow, Rose could have imagined. I've only seen my mother in pictures, here, yes, I'm sure, with that window frame or something, flashing as she holds the baby's self.

"Dear Rose, Soldiers are coming."

One of the Kingsguards watching the hallway calls in a small voice.

Covering his overflowing thoughts, Rose saw Sabbath. Sabbath nodded one, treading hard on one part of the floor. Then, step about five places in the same way as you move to the right and left to check the stride width.

Then, part of the wall sounded a small mechanical noise with Kin, and the palm-sized lid slid. There was the dial of this world.

"-" Proudly (Rosé), we are the walkers together (Phi erte). Dear Rose. "

"... Yes"

Password to open hidden passages. Similar language to your first and second name. With the thoughts put in his name in his chest, Rose punches the letters.

Behind the wall, there was a working sound of the machine.

momentarily,

"Lady Rose."

"Eh."

Sounds like Sabbath's voice and a continuous firing.

"Come on. It's a trap."

While Olga bit his teeth, he shot a bullet into a Sentry gun-like automatic interception machine gun that jumped out of the shadow of the conditioner.

"Jn!?

"Eh, I'm alarmed. Were you doing enough to tie the trap in conjunction with the authenticator…"

Did Gregor envisage that the royalty who kicked him out here would return? Knowing the procedure for opening the hidden passage of this room is as good as Sabbath, who was a royal and Kingsguard captain, even before he was robbed of the kingdom.

And the royal family didn't think Rose's family could tip off the enemy, so this was a Sabbath they couldn't open...

Decades after that tragic day, it could certainly be enough to work on a certification device. Or maybe he's hungry for not being able to get to the authentication device and move on.

Sabbath stood up, spitting away inside, "dull," to himself, unaware of what he had noticed. To the clap, the potato bleeds out. I could see that the side of the butler's clothing was discoloured even if it was not noticeable due to black.

"Jeez, you're hurt!? treat her quickly."

It was Rose reaching for Sabbath's flank, but that hand can be stopped by Sabbath himself. At the same time, shooting sounded from the hallway. The shooting earlier gave us a location and the soldiers rushed in.

The Kingsguards forming at the entrance said, "Number, more than twenty! It won't last long! Hurry up," he responds angrily.

Sabbath nodded, his sharp eyes turned to Sister Claw.

"Olga, Jean. Take full advantage of the Kingsguard. Take Lady Rose and Lady Quaibel to the True Dragon Tear Springs, even in exchange for their lives."

"... Ha. Must."

"Yes, master."

My sister and brother, my beloved disciple, breathed into Sabbath, who commanded him to do so, exasperating a hegemony that he did not think had been wounded. I felt ready for Sabbath.

"What did you say?"

"Go, Master Rose. We will not stop the enemy here."

"Why!? Why don't we all go into the aisle and close the door!

Sabbath shakes his head. And he fired at the painting that was decorating the room.

"It was a detour. It's a hidden camera. Perhaps, I've been given a password. Thin passages lead down to the basement before this. You can't protect yourself from being attacked from above. This is my fault. I want to get a chance to make it right."

"Oh no. Come on, let's all get in the aisle!

Rose grabs Sabbath's arm as she walks out into the hallway. Shortly after, he said, "Eh, shelling! Get down," a warning sounded. As Sabbath shelters Rose, the vicinity of the door is engulfed in flames and four Kingsguards who were responding are blown away.

Looks like the forged flesh spared him the stun, but from the fact that he also spits blood from his mouth, which bleeds and coughs from all over, he definitely damaged his gut. Obviously, it's a serious injury.

Countless footsteps echo. Soldiers rushing in peek their faces through the door.

Stomp.

and a knife stuck to their eyeballs and throat. Furthermore, the black object thrown - the grenade - rolls out into the hallway and explodes.

A groan leaked out of the hallway after another resounding roar.

"Olga, Jean. Take Master Rose!

Sabbath's voice sounds.

Sabbath, who ran to the hallway, opened his hands and fired into the left and right hallways as he took away the rifle guns of two soldiers he had killed with a knife. Again, "Ghaa," "Ha," a distressed voice goes up.

"No, get back! This is mei..."

"I wasn't ready."

Sabbath's, unprecedented fury pierced Rose as she tried to command her to return. Hiding in the shadow of the door, Rose continues to pull the trigger of a rifle sticking out into the hallway. For her, Sabbath is a favorite himself. I've never had my voice vandalized like this.

"Ji, Ji, Ji..."

"You've decided to fight! You swore you'd put something important on the balance! For the future, when I made the decision to live now, I guess that's what I stipulated!

Then,

"Give it a choice! Or are you willing to abandon the future for this old bone!?

Yes. This is the path I set myself. The king has to make a choice.

I'm ready. Still, Sabbath, for Rose, who doesn't know her parents, is really...

"... eh. Olga, Jean. Select the personnel to hold back with Sabbath! The rest with me!

"Ha, ha"

"Ouch."

Rose, who wiped her eyes so badly that they were about to fade away, flipped herself into the hidden passage.

He then looks back over his shoulder to Sabbath, who, although blown away and full of creativity, is responding with the four Kingsguards who have returned with their rifles in their own hands.

Sabbath also turned his gaze to Rose as he reloaded.

Sabbath, keep this place alive.

"Huh. It's for your own good. Dear Rose."

I thought it was like my real grandfather. Or even like a father. Out-of-the-box thoughts put into uninterrupted orders.

That, indeed, had reached Sabbath, which had remained beside Rose since her birth.

Rose disappears into the back of the hidden passage. Olga, Jean, and other Kingsguards snort deeply at Sabbath and his companions. The door closed.

After they went through, Sabbath shot through the dial. With Shinto technology, to the extent that you've broken the dial, you're likely to be able to open it more than you know your password, but you'll buy time.

"Proceed, my dear child. I felt like a real grandson, too."

To Sabbath's soliloquy, I wish I had told you directly, and the remaining Kingsguards make a bitter laugh. Sabbath, who noticed them like that, coughed like a little lit up.

"What are you guys, those eyes? From here on out is the dead end. How are you feeling?"

"Fuck, right. I'll serve you to the end, Master Sabbath."

"Captain Haunted Kingsguard, you're back."

"I'm honored."

"Let me show you the bottom line of our Irvenst Kingsguard."

Kingsguards who are full of creativity but invincibly return it. Sabbath grinned and nodded.

From the back of the hallway, something like rocket bullet peeks, as earlier. Sabbath's muzzle blew up wearing a warhead at a pinpoint. The Kingsguards send a bullet storm into the hallway surrounded by flames.

"You guys, tear the hallway to the left. I'll be back in three."

That's what I said, Sabbath, who popped out into the hallway. A bullet flies from the hallway to the right, but kicks it in the wall or ceiling and moves endlessly, leaping to the bend where the enemy was hiding himself.

I never thought I'd break through that bullet, but to the soldiers who would be taken lightly,

"Now, Her Majesty ordered me to kill and defend all my enemies." Do you want me to leave you alone and let you die?

Shakin ', three meal knives popping out of both sleeves. Each sandwiched between his fingers, like a shining nail in silver.

"Shoot me."

The fury of those who seem to be troop leaders echoes.

Finally, the sniffles echoed.