Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

121 ◇ Acquisition of worthless victories

"- This is"

The grin disappears from Glare's expression.

Exactly. [Black Night] If so, they can't put it up for eagle fried. Or maybe he was worried about his people behind it.

If possible, the means you didn't want to use.

Exercise it, or you'll be in trouble if you don't get paid.

Yusuke remembered.

End. End. That's it, he said.

Glare didn't do anything. No - it happened before I did anything.

The face of the Hero Brigade stands in front of Glare and activates magic simultaneously. Although there are differences between them, everything is attacked by natural attributes.

Kosuke understands in an instant.

"Black" establishes limits of intervention in the form of "swallowing" quantities per volume, and if I say so, "the magic that can be swallowed against quantities is determined".

It is the same even if it occurs in large quantities by [blacknight].

So the members of the brigade unleashed simple natural attribute magic at the same time that there was no problem with being swallowed up by Yusuke.

To suck magic to the limit of intervention - to end 'black'.

A clash of magic and magic. I proceeded with the 'black' advantage. It was on the verge of swallowing them - scratching them off.

It was a natural thing to expect, but there was nothing I could do when I tried to wake up.

"... you guys"

Glare's expression is offensive when he says he disabled [blacknight].

Of the eight men, a thin young man with a monocle says.

"Don't be angry, Captain. If you want to feed on conceptual attributes or our intervention, the latter is much better. Right?"

"That's right - thanks to you and your unpleasant friends, you didn't have to steal your prized evil god power from the black chick there. You should be thankful. You should be thankful."

Complaining about her dissatisfaction was a red-eyed girl with strange shades of hair. He is prapraprapra rocking his arm as he sits like a mascot doll on the shoulder of a giant. I have extra sleeves because I'm weaving military uniforms for adults.

"We thought about you, Glare, and we went into this behavior. But, Grace says it's useless... I'm sad about Faith."

A woman wearing a mask covering the eye area is a bad crying imitation with a tear-wiping technique.

"... Fine. I see what you're trying to say. Shut up after that."

To Glare's attitude, each of the other eight lines up their grievances.

The way it looks is with the same soft air when Kosuke colludes with his friends...

"I'm sorry, Chrono. End this battle in the form of my defeat."

It's too easy to say, so Kosuke claps out.

"Hey, I'm telling you"

"But you can't return with your bare hands. However, our brigade has been prevented from invading by you."

I can see the tingling, the air straining.

After killing Luusei, it was behind Kosuke that the brigade emerged.

If you show up from Arksbaona, nature is beyond the border.

But it actually appeared within the border.

I can think of two reasons. That's just what happened to the destination.

The other one was coming this way from the Daltra side.

"I'm surprised. I picked an airway when I saw I couldn't make it, but I was shot down."

Yusuke was reading about the enemy's raid on the King's capital. In that case, the intrusion route should be considered.

The ground has set up detective demon props, but not necessarily enemies attacking from the ground.

Just like Yusuke created Wyburn and traveled through the sky, a story that only a giant dragon could make.

That's why I was also working out measures to deal with airways.

Anti-aircraft weapons developed jointly with Gray. When you sense a magical and biological reaction that is not natural, it is called releasing a 'demon bullet'.

Apparently, Glare and the others were able to repel it once and for all.

"... I thought that was going to die. I believed the captain because he said 'no problem'... I fell normally, and I was normally prepared to die..."

Blurring and the unhealthy looking girl on the cat's back squirms.

"Really. You lost your makeup in cold sweat."

In tune is a person with tall, long hair and a tone that makes a woman think of it... but with a wild voice. I can't tell from putting my hands on my cheeks and twisting my hips, but probably a man.

"... shut up. I'm talking to Chrono right now."

Creating a tannic surface, Glare said, the members clapped their shoulders and mouthed.

"You don't have enough time. But it is also true that I have the extra ideas and the courage to make up for it. This is how I feel. 'It's a shame to kill'. So this is a suggestion, Chrono. You..."

Glare put his sword away and reached out to Yusuke.

"Down to my gate."

"Nah."

"If you join me, it will be easy to drop Daltra. I will swallow your request wherever possible. Safeguard your own safety. I also promise to exclude your world of origin from any invasion."

It's probably impossible for Kosuke to win here right now.

The only way to survive is to become one of the enemy's men.

As long as we betray the country and our fellow citizens, Yusuke himself can, of course, prevent damage from being done to Shilo, Econa, Twa and other intellectuals. Plus, you don't have to destroy that planet your parents left behind.

Too sweet a suggestion to present death to the current enemy general.

"Just kidding."

Overnight.

"... you don't seem to understand why Rigal left Arksbaona."

"A fool who betrayed His Majesty's letter. It's the end of the road that will tell the story. What happened to him when he lived in something called justice? The nobleman's dream spared his life in vain. Didn't I?"

I don't believe that Daltra is on the side of justice, and I don't think it's Kosuke. But.

"It's not for nothing. If someone does something wrong, no matter how strong, great, or wrong it is, they say it is. There's no way such a human being can waste his life."

"It's no use, Chrono. Now, your righteousness will not come to me. If it doesn't come true, there's no point in putting up an ideal. Same for arranging inconclusive wording. meaningless and worthless. That will be the identity of righteousness and doings"

"I don't think I can tell from the start who I can only see value in what I get from stepping on top of others"

"... I mean, you refuse, right? Then you will die in vain."

Overflowing one sigh of fright, Glare pulls out her sword.

"This is how I feel. 'Too bad,' he said."

Glare tried to make a move, then.

It's like something's coming. It's like something's coming.

A twin-like girl with both hands clasped at the same time.

And something tangles in Glare's two-handed sword.

It's - pure white whip.

The owner...

"Cro... I won't let him kill me"

Golden (konjiki) hair stretched to the back of her knees, deep red eyes. In military uniform, but she is.