Log Horizon

In an underground room that could be anywhere in that same guild hall, another kind of battle was about to settle for it.

The faded blue wallpaper had given the room an atmosphere like the seabed at night combined with dim indirect lighting. Remembering the maze leading up to this reception room, Rainesia throats with a curse. As a princess, I can't help but feel cowardice in my heart, and I can't stop it.

I have met with different nobles before.

Every time I thought it was a pain in the ass, but Rainesia doesn't know an example of how I've felt so anxious so far. For the first time, I was wondering if this is what it means to be drunk by the atmosphere, not by what I talk about. It feels like it's going to be swallowed up by a creepy atmosphere, completely different from the fear my grandfather would remember of Sergiad or Krusty the Demonic Change.

Conscious of trying to pull out the power of both hands squeezing a handkerchief on his knees.

If you're not conscious, you're going to cling to such a thin cloth.

A warm hand was gently placed on such a Rainesian shoulder. It's Miss Henrietta. One of Akiba's proud talents. Rainesia, who would turn around and say thank you without feeling relieved by that feeling, but held it in with the power of will.

Now I have to give priority to the conversation with the man sitting on the couch opposite me, Xingxing.

The young leader of the sacrificial clan smiled with a smile, whether or not there was one. When I came to visit the Water Maple Hall, where Rainesia lives, it was so spare attitude that I wanted to reconsider whether it was all my fault that I was expressing my apology with a disgraceful expression.

It's not the same as being invincible. It's not the same as being provocative.

Rainesia was convinced that would be the vegan expression of this man. Maybe he was wearing a cat at the last meeting. Rainesia, who is always pointing out the same thing to Elissa, could not have intended to point it out, but she nevertheless retightened her mind.

"Are you sure you want to block the magic path from the Magic Formation to the Power Armor?

"Yes."

That's what Rainesia answers.

This has been repeated since I visited the home of the Sacrifice clan in Akiba, the basement hall. Xing Xing also put in the request and already accepted it. The sacrificial servants with their black jackets must have already gone to the blockade.

I guess this question is final confirmation.

"If we stop the magic supply, the Urban Defense Demon Square will lose its ability as well. It takes ten years to get back into operation"

Rainesia nods clearly at that gaze like she asks.

"Yes, I understand"

"Guardian system to protect Akiba will cease"

"Yes."

"This city will be defenceless"

"Yes."

Raynesia answers without hesitation.

I can't believe I'm lost. - Absolutely.

It's true. You're pretending to be calm. This moment is also going to cry with regret and horror.

I wonder why I am.

Why do you think this is happening?

If I can get away with it, I want to get away with it no matter what my apology is.

That's natural. Naturally.

But I made up my mind. That's what I decided to ask.

If you remember now, you will understand. What did this star do to himself that day?

This young man came to Leinesia to make his decision. I unloaded the whole package back to Rainesia. Probably with this slight grin. That was probably calculating out.

It's cowardly, Leinesia thought, hoping you wouldn't be kidding. The sacrificial clan caused this untimely death. Shall the sacrificial clan decide, and the sacrificial clan be responsible? I wondered if the other sacrificial clan should settle the case immediately and pay for the damage.

If there is not such a convenient solution, why not at least shut down the magic supply on your own? As the person responsible. And when it was perceived as a problem, I wondered if I should be struck with stones by all the people of Akiba - so did I.

But that, if you think about it, was exactly what Rainesia was going to do.

When Rainesia found out about this, she wanted to contact her grandfather, Lord Sergiad, for example. Or I thought about crying to Krusty. Wasn't that the kind of attitude that throws a whole decision responsibility at them? I can't tell Rainesia that I've never done that before. No, Raynesia has done all that so far.

Xing Xing looked just like Rainesia.

And a girl in black jumped out into the city.

That's when Rainesia thought.

Oh, it's convenient, he said.

Of course, if this incident becomes known in the history of the Adventurers, there is a risk of serious conflict between the Earthlings and the Adventurers. That, as Cowen's daughter, must absolutely be stopped as a nobleman of Yamato. But on the other hand, if I was as nagging as usual, the [Adventurer] girl jumped into the case on her own, conveniently the thread of resolution appeared. Besides, the eavesdropping made things go without Rainesia having to make a decision.

It's true that I thought about it that way for a moment.

That's why Rainesia noticed. The responsibility for Leinesia's unbearable push on Leinesia is the responsibility that Leinesia has been unbearably pushing around since its birth. The frustration that you feel with the young man in front of you is the same emotion that Rainesia should have towards you.

Of course I talked to Liese and Henrietta about this one. There must be a report through them to the Round Table. But it was Rainesia who made the decision. There is no reason to push the responsibility pressed by Xing straight to the Round Table Conference. It's not just because I was uncomfortable being done.

No matter how you put it, the stars are the "earthlings", and Rainesia is the "earthlings". Why not just push it on the Adventurer?

Adventurers and Earthlings are different species.

Without decorating words, the "earthlings" are weaker than the "adventurers". But that's why there's a line I can't give away. If we entrust everything to them because they are weak, it will not only be weak, it will admit that they are inferior. Then we won't be able to hold hands together. - To my friends, I can't be.

Elissa's words come back to my ears.

Rainesia stopped faking herself and stared at the stars.

"This case is a mistake committed not only by the Sacrifice clan but also by the" earthlings ". It's a faulty failure to take adequate security. That must be clearly admitted. On top of that, we've decided the best thing we can do right now is to stop the magic supply."

……

"In order to apologize to the [adventurers], we have to do what we can. This time, it's a halt to the magic formation."

"Might cause bigger trouble"

Rainesia gets stuck with the word in that allegation.

Naturally. I don't have the power to hold Rainesian individuals responsible for all the influences that prompted this incident. No, is there such a thing as a being that can be held accountable? Responsibility for making decisions that multiply the lives of irreplaceable people. Rainesia tried to crush God what a word in her mouth. Boring, lonely words.

But it is the nobility who bears the responsibility that cannot be assumed.

Sometimes it is the noblemen who show courage to be humiliated.

Rainesia has received its incense from her esteemed grandfather.

The teachings did not have the same entity as faith in God, but they are definitely a touchy truth in Rainesia. Rainesia moved her oily neck and nodded a few times. It was a lame trick.

"Don't worry."

But Henrietta, standing behind her to encourage such Rainesia, called out. Caped in a uniform representing the Orthodox Angel of the Round Table Conference, she speaks with a clear voice.

"I've already found out about the Round Table. Consider our consent to the suspension of the Magic Formation."

"There's also a back shield behind the Round Table."

"It's not a back shield. I'm just cooperating to get things sorted out as a cohabitant living in the city of Akiba. And I believe that cohabitant includes the sacrificial clan - is there an error in that perception?

"That retreat came from Lord Shiloe?

"No."

At the last exchange, I can see Henrietta's voice stifling.

What a meaningful exchange, but I didn't know, but Rainesia was prepared not to take a step back, staring at the stars all the time.

"... ok. In this case, it is certain that the Sacrifice clan failed to guard any of the causes. It has left a stain on our centuries-old history of magic formation operation and defense, which we pride ourselves on. All sins that have been distracted by the scourge of heaven from the continent and have underestimated the threat of the West are on me"

"... Lady Xunxing?

Most of the words that the current young man, with his eyes down, began to speak, could not make sense to Rainesia. The words were enigmatic and gave me a hunch about something, but most of them slipped through Rainesia's fingertips.

(Because this man... the sacrificial clan is something different from the "earthlings" (us)...)

"Surely you're right. I guess we have to do something we can do, too. Take a new step, not rejection. I'm sorry I did something like try last time. And I'd like to borrow this one, Lady Rainesia."

The star with his face up gives him a sincere look. That was the first time Rainesia saw it. But when he turned to that smile, which didn't make sense, he said, "I'd like to return the debt to someone else."

Apparently, Xing Xing tried her.

Rainesia finally came to that. The last meeting was a test conducted by Xing Xing to Rainesia. Without knowing its purpose and consequences, Rainesia understood so. That was very troubling. Even though Leinesia is not entirely suitable, this star, the monster's heart peeps, and the demon with white glasses plot to make Leinesia carry heavy baggage.

Looks like we're ready.

When the young man of the clan struck his ear at the star, he told Leinesia.

Rainesia looks up at Henrietta over her shoulder for the first time in order to return the answer. The glasses talent with her honey-colored hair loosened gave her a unique look at the distance. Crush some words with a small voice.

"Ten more..., five... I get it. In a minute."

Probably reminded him from the reading, confirming the nodding Henrietta, Rainesia told him with a clear voice.

"Yeah. I'll make a formal request. Protect Akiba from urban defense magic formations and their magic supply routes."

A minute later, the city of Akiba spread a whispering sigh-like variety of waves leaked by giants.

The Guardian system, which boasted absolute invincibility, was shut down.

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"Ten meters..., five meters... contact! (Engage)"

A lovely voice echoed on the street.

Akatsuki dodges the sudden appearance of a stone giant as if he had known. Similar to locomotives made of gray granite, the "Giant Stone Soldier" (Golem) shook down an auspicious arm the size of an automobile.

That killer couldn't seem to decide to take that attack either. Dodge vividly. In the first place, although the attack of the "Giant Stone Soldier" is broad in scope and penetrating, it is not as fast as the speed itself. Dodging is easy.

But that was also within Akatsuki's calculations.

"Faithful Ambush" aimed at the flank of the killer who dodged the attack of "Giant Stone Soldier". This move, which bears the name of an ambush, has a long activation time, commonly known as tame time. It's a tough attack stunt to hit fast opponents. Activate the attack from the blind spot with a combination that uses the "Giant Stone Soldier" as a blindfold.

The reward for deciding on a difficult attack was rewarded in the form of damage inflicted on the killer.

Akatsuki twirls and snowstorms furiously. Avoidance of just a few dozen centimeters. Not very much, but not enough to carry out a range attack called a snowstorm. What made up for that was still the "Giant Stone Soldier". Akatsuki overtakes the cold air by entering that huge shadow.

But at the price of this, the "Giant Stone Soldier" makes a cracking sound and freezes.

Boasting a giant "Giant Stone Soldier" has a huge HP, as you can imagine. However, large means that it is only large among the subordinates (minions) summoned by the Summoner. These subordinate class summoning creatures have only about one-third of the ability to fight at the same level of "Adventurer". This means that HP is also one-third. Even if "Giant Stone Soldier" was biased against defense and toughness, its HP wouldn't even reach Akatsuki.

But it's possible to withstand a killer attack for five seconds, and with five seconds, the Akatsukis can move on to their next move.

"" Heartbeat Healing "…. Ho."

Micah Lizard with a similar rod grants Akatsuki a special healing spell and pulse healing specific to the Forest Curse (Druid) from the bonnet of the wreckage of a decaying light vehicle. A bright green glow begins to protect Tokutaku in the heart part of Akatsuki. Akatsuki's health gradually recovers according to his rhythm.

At the feet of Micah Lizard, magic is also released from Allie, a little girl who gestures just like Micah Lizard. Plant Spirit Arlaune also has the ability to assist in combat in the same way as any other squire summons, but more than that he has the special ability to increase the effect of the summoner's healing spell. The insipid Allie squeezes her eyes wide open and shakes her little balls up. It's not out of fear, it's a desperate attempt to help the Lord.

In addition to pulse healing spells, range healing spells, instant healing spells - Micakage projects further healing spells continuously onto Akatsuki. Combining several healing spells, this heelwork is unique to the Forest Curse and tries to heal the Akatsuki who was hurt by the fierce battle. Devotional behavior that ignored the rest of the MP restored Acatsuki's HP to about 80%.

Akatsuki does not express gratitude. I can't even afford to state it.

The task Akatsuki now has was to gather the assault of a murderer all by himself and walk down Central Avenue. Fulfilling that mission perfectly is the only way to be grateful. In a spirit of unprecedented concentration, Akatsuki understood it fully.

Akatsuki's perceptual range extends, crosses like a surface of water, and grasps the surrounding conditions.

Marielle, who is walking behind us together, keeps chanting at me to keep me from interrupting my reaction-activated recovery. The guerrilla (Monk) girl and her partner, the Therapeutic Cleric (Cleric), are participants from the Westwind Brigade.

To the feeling of burning the chisel and skin, Akatsuki jumped in the opposite direction with the [militant] girl.

The White Rainbow "Bitter" of "Summoner", who summoned "Giant Stone Soldier" earlier to create a gap, called "Maiden of the Divine Spear" (Ransdeesil) from a huge magic formation. A spirit wearing pure white maiden armor (dress armor) throws a splitting spear into seven pieces. It should have been a subspecies spell of War Summon: Sword Princess. The Summoner's Maximum Attack Spell does not deal lethal damage to the killer, however. Naturally. No matter how powerful, large-scale combat is not sweet enough to be pieced with an individual's attack spell. But the uninterrupted attack also wears rocks.

The Akatsukis rushed through the area of Mikakage and White Rainbow, a pair that released attack spells and recovery spells as they stood. You can't stop your leg. The Akatsukis had the role of guiding the killers to their destination, and even Micah Lizard and White Rainbow would run out of all MPs in less than two minutes if they were projecting spells with such momentum.

"Good luck!!

I get a bright cheer, unworthy of a place of death. Over the shoulders of an impending killer floating in the shape of a demon, there was a micah lizard that seemed to tear his hands apart. Akatsuki's chest warms up. I'm sure that's not just because of Heartbeat Healing.

"Update. Ten meters away."

With Marielle supporting her voice on her back, Akatsuki dances in the universe like cutting off the moon. “Micagage and White Rainbow Area" passed. The next area is ten meters away. It was like a winter parade through several attractions. Luglius increases his abilities according to the number of "Adventurers" present within 50 meters. Therefore, only small people can be placed in the 50-meter range.

However, if the battle time is prolonged, that small number of people will run out of MP. Again, a small number of people will not have enough damage output, which will inevitably extend the combat time. Consequently, the consumption accelerates unnecessarily. That's a vicious circle.

It was this massive combat tactic that Leese had in mind to crack it down. Multiple areas shall be set up in the city of Akiba so as not to overlap the sphere range of 50 meters. A small unit centered around Akatsuki in that area drags the killer around, replenishing and attacking simultaneously with the firepower and resilience of the members placed in the area.

Akatsuki runs thinking about the rest of the area.

I swear I'll keep running till morning.

I know Marielle's encouragement has been running low since just now. Attacker Akatsuki can stunt and spare the rest of the MP. The damage itself will go down, but that will only prolong the fight. But Marielle in recovery is different. If Marielle spares a healing spell, it will remain directly linked to Akatsuki's death.

That's why Akatsuki wants to protect us all because he's entrusting us with that heavy responsibility. I don't want to lose. Because the equipment that surrounds Akatsuki, the protective magic that supports Akatsuki, and the different techniques that restore Akatsuki, are not all Akatsuki's.

Akatsuki pushed forward, forward, to return the treasure he had lent him.

A sharper step in search of a sicker flash.

Something bit inside the acorn.

Slightly stop breathing in a position that sinks your mind and body. The image that triggers and revives that attitude triggers the stunt. It's the "Hidden Art" of the Tracker. Akatsuki had trained special skills that could normally only be activated from the command menu until they were activated by conditioning her to physical surgery.

Presence diffuses from the body wrapped in inky costumes, as if it were out of vibrancy. Akatsuki thins (,,,,).

Akatsuki himself doesn't know where he is. In fixed sight, you can see clearly the attack of a dancing demon knife. Akatsuki exposes herself before a hit attack. But some Akatsuki look at it from somewhere else. Hidden Art (Hyde Shadow) reaches Shadow Lark, where separated vibes travel linearly through the battlefield.

Akatsuki rushes through the attack of a killer scattering a freezing snowstorm.

"Shadows that look like Akatsuki" and "Subjectivity of Akatsuki" exist elsewhere.

To that evidence, the shadow of Akatsuki, who repeatedly chills and brightens, makes its appearance blurt to be wiped out by the blizzard, nullifying every attack as if it were a phantom.

In an overwhelming sense of acceleration, Akatsuki reached behind the killer.

This condition cannot be maintained for long periods of time.

It is a special skill that is activated only for a few moments while Akatsuki is holding his breath and freezing his mind. Techniques that forcefully activate skills typically used to escape undercover maneuvers and monster perceptions during combat. That's Akatsuki's gained oral biography.

- Crap.

Akatsuki waves a knife at the speed of a flying swallow.

The sudden attack wielded from behind damaged the killer's neck shallow. I can't believe we can avoid a fatal injury, even if it leads to a steep attack from multiple illusions. I don't know what a killer is capable of. But.

- Crap.

There is no joy in getting an oral message in Akatsuki's heart.

Pack your breath again and start Shadow Lark. He even flies from the triple penetration of the demon knife to turn an instant revealing influence.

With that thrust, he flushes large pieces of ice that he blows, and Akatsuki still accelerates and dances on the blade of a killer.

The oral message I got is the same as that demon knife.

A move driven by the logic (proverb) of foreign law beyond "Elder Tail".

The power Akatsuki was hoping for is the same thing as that ghost who went mad at the blizzard. How embarrassing it seems now that the young innocence I yearned for it.

Akatsuki's chest is filled with a green heartbeat, and his body is wrapped in golden scaly powder.

The caged hand fitted with both hands has strength, and the clumped black costume protects Akatsuki.

More than anything, he waved my hand like it seemed... The words he called me. A small nod warms the acorn.

Autobiography is one of the boundaries of an individual's efforts to understand the system in Elder Tail and move beyond the changes in Catastrophe. That's a trivial idea, and it's the result of training. In the end, Akatsuki couldn't even remember one of the eight oral biographies that Leese taught me. For example, just as Nantu's cooking is a combination of Nantu's subposition (cook) and Nantu's actual skill, all oral communication is completed with awareness and personal drilling.

It's not the kind of thing I could use because I got a verbal commentary from someone.

If allowed by the game system, it's not what you get in an instant, like leveling up.

The oral biography does not intend to get an oral biography, but is just ahead of it, worried even and forged itself.

“It's really an autobiography to be able to say crap about the autobiography,” Nazna said. The word is engraved on Akatsuki. That's not the power to boast of mischief that you're an advanced adventurer, but more importantly, a shard of something you touched that day.

Akatsuki ran to show it. Akatsuki sheathed his knife to slaughter his sweetness, which he wished for strength. Even if this body tries to be torn apart, I can't help but smash that demon knife.

The identity of Akatsuki's oral biography "Shadow" is the "Hidden Art" of the subposition "Tracker". It should not be activated during combat. It is a special method of travel to forcefully activate it in a world that has become real after a catastrophe, and combine it with the Phantom Walk (Road Mirage) and the Gate Transformation (Trick Step) to create a identity. Wings created by Akatsuki, just Akatsuki.

Make a sound that you can play and the blades engage each other.

With all that auxiliary magic, with all this support, and yet the power of Akatsuki does not extend far to killers. The impending impulse is pushed off by a murderer who hits Akatsuki as he is subjected to a mad exhalation by his beast.

- We have to distance ourselves and take a blow away.

Having reconfirmed the operation, Akatsuki releases a "stealth blade" from the penetration increase (pinpoint) to avoid the lean in front of him. The killer dodged the move he showed many times with his left half, and Akatsuki was supposed to take a distance in that gap. But.

"Like this? Hey, you know what?

The defenseless, flank-piercing killer laughs with an unbearable look of joy. Hellish cold air has been smudging out of the demons who made up their minds until they lost their HP. The snowstorm instantly became the ice that clotted, and every Akatsuki love knife killer froze his wound.

Akatsuki was struck by the arm of a man who shook off his only weapon.

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"It's okay."

Akatsuki stood up.

With a moment of alarm, HP is on the verge of death. There are no more 5% left. But he's still alive.

The healing magic of Marielle rushing over is also one thing that is ineffective right now. My MP is already painful.

"I'm sorry. Really... sorry."

My chest hurts when Marielle's voice looks painful. There's nothing wrong with Marielle. Even though this is my first large-scale battle, didn't I just get pushed into the role of first healer just working with Akatsuki? Akatsuki wanted to comfort Marielle, but he couldn't find a good word. So I repeated it with an obvious sentiment.

"It's okay."

That was not the only word of strength, though it was not. It was a word that came out of everywhere that I wanted to reassure people I liked. Instead of vanity, Akatsuki wanted to thank Marielle. A short rod-shaped thing was thrown as it spinned at Akatsuki, who tried to shake off a short interaction that couldn't even confirm if it had been passed on.

"Just in time, go ahead."

The twenty-fifth girl, with her face out of the workshop, told Akatsuki as she dragged her goggles up.

The sheath I received is still warm. In the hands of Akatsuki, who is likely to shudder in the snowstorm, he lets off his enthusiasm as if he had just been born.

"- (Ringing Knife/Ironworm)"

"It's not..." Iron Bug/Tabara ". Redo."

Different lengths if you look closely. Different grip. It fits Akatsuki. Above all, the visiting history (flavored text) displayed in the item appraisal is different.

"You can't pay for this." "Win."

I told Akatsuki, who was about to cry, to cover the "Amenoma" mason and Tabara. It didn't sound like the usual blurry, sleepy voice, it sounded strong.

"Take that down with my sword"

Ahead of what she points out, Kawala, a Westwind Brigade who worked as a guerrilla, is fighting.

The roar is ambitious and valiant, chopped up in the midst of an ice and snow rumble and filled with blood. The killer's primary target is Akatsuki. Even now, the gaze is toward Akatsuki. But to protect Akatsuki from the killer, the girl uses the moves of a militant.

"Akatsuki Yan. Ready, ready."

Marielle nodded as she continued to put a healing spell on Akatsuki. Time has come.

No longer, I don't need words.

Akatsuki grounded in a straight line like an arrow bounced off a bow. Fly the Shadow Split and take a blow. "Axelfang" sifts the new knife he has replaced. The "Shovel/White Devil Maru" and "Iron Bug/Taraya" used by the murderer to receive the machete mesh. Under a steel storm that makes a chewy noise and scrapes away, Akatsuki, blinks, disappears.

Akatsuki appeared behind it with the head of a murderer on his back. "Venomstrike". A man with a poisonous blow back on his side of his head forcefully interrupts his body and lets Akatsuki in the air shower his special sword.

Akatsuki avoids that attack without difficulty, as if it were a scaffold. A helper showed up.

"Stuffing is just as sweet as siloe"

It was Nazna who jumped in like a bullet.

Rotating his body in such a magnificent motion that he did not think he would remain in high waste, he went straight up into the universe. Rounding her soft body, she kicks up the killer's knife and takes the distance and starts walking with Akatsuki. You felt a gaze on your glamorous body. Distract your expression, but that gaze is not alarming.

"Come on. If you're a junior to Shiloe, you're like a junior to me. Don't worry about Soujiro, let's take a peel from here."

Akatsuki nodded.

It was a narrow section of the building where bricks on both sides approached as the murderer turned around Central Avenue coming at him with a chariot-like force. Akatsuki and the fox-eared beauty walk as they scatter compressed snowstorms in narrow spaces with Nazna barrier spells.

"What's wrong with you?

Akatsuki looked up to Nazna in a kind word that he didn't think was a situation being pursued by monsters. It seems like a prank, and a gentle smile says, "You're crying," and Akatsuki muffles his eyes. Nothing, I couldn't say. Akatsuki was delighted.

Even though we were so close to death, and we still have a terrible enemy, the fear that something might already be lost had left Akatsuki. Surrounded by a large number of acquaintances, Akatsuki was still fighting exactly a massive battle. For the first time in my life, I was feeling the warmth of my shoulder-to-shoulder comrades.

Now the night of Akiba was a battlefield.

Akatsuki and the Rainesians. It was the stage for the maiden of the water maple.

And that was shocking enough to even renew my admiration for Siloe. Although Akatsuki loved that kind and wise young man, who had so far ordained himself Lord of course, he was now confident that he could think of him more deeply. It's a honor to have someone else's place. Creating a place where someone can spend time laughing is very difficult. And Akatsuki's husband, who knew the difficulty and importance of it, was someone enough for Akatsuki to think about.

"Contact! (Engage)"

With that scream, Nazna and Akatsuki jumped up at the same time. From the front of the narrow passage, countless arrows with electric shocks pierce the killer. The Assassinate of the Assassin, who specializes in sniping, seemed to have done damage of a different magnitude than that of a covert build like Akatsuki.

Nazna and Akatsuki run in the air like they pull away their mad, roaring chasers. There are several thin water-colored plates floating underfoot in five centimetres square. It was an autobiography of Nazna called "Heavenly Foot Tong".

It is a move to place the basic spell "Gang Barrier" used by the Divine Officer (Kannagi) in a free space. The barrier barrier called Damage Blocking Spell is expanded by Nazna designation. This library-sized force field, which is difficult to block with any small attack, was created by a shift in the idea of using spells for defense and healing to move. It's literally a "scaffold" that occurs in the air.

It was in the central square of Akiba that we made it as we rolled out. Surrounded by Akiba Station and overhead lines, guards and multiple giant buildings, this is arguably the heart of the city of Akiba. Reaching that space, Akatsuki looked back in front of the pitch-black building and waited for the murderer.

A large inhaled cold winter air burns Akatsuki's chest. Although it was a pain in the lungs, the cold air cooled Akatsuki's head to clear his consciousness.

You sensed Akatsuki stopped his leg, and the killer slowly entered the square, making the sound of his feet dwelling in the glow of steel. Acatsuki's HP, 20% left. Murderers. That's about the same percentage. Even though the absolute value varied more than a hundred times, Akatsuki set up a new love knife to intercept the killer for the first time.

Since the Catastrophe, it's a front-eye structure that I don't know if I've repeated thousands or thousands of times.

"Did you stop running away?"

Akatsuki nods at the inquiry, spoken with a drawn grin.

"Well, it's about time" - the killer approached to shake off that word that followed in death, swinging down the "Shovel/White Devil's Pill", which has become enormous with freezing snowstorms and ice. The two weapons, which looked the same size when they were decorated in the "Amanome", showed no less difference than the twigs and the great trees.

However, a huge mass hit the "Shovel/White Devil Maru" that swung up to the upper part of it, far from the sky, at the time of the waterfall.

Behind Akatsuki's brain, you can see the people surrounding this square. The ability to perceive a wide range of enemies tells us that. If we get within fifty meters of the killer, the hard work that finally got here will also be overshadowed in an instant. The range of fifty meters is wider than the range of all magic attack spells and healing spells. In other words, a fellow out of range cannot take part in the fight.

There, there was a blind spot.

Further above the ground level, on the fifteenth floor, at a height, just a little more than fifty meters outside.

Akatsuki's perceived range of enemies is critical, with Reese replacing Kyoko's retention with a lifeline. Widespread attack magic (freezing liner), the attack magic of the "sorcerer" who says he will push his enemies away with a stream of ice mixed water. For use in dungeons and fields, the range is less than 20 meters. The magic hit the killer with a free fall from the top of a huge building.

And that attack devours the extradigitally cold air emitted by the killer. Feed that freezing temperature and freeze it from that moment when you're showered by a killer. ",,,,,,,,,,,".

"Become.... Huh!!

The killer tried to get away with it. But the giant caged hand, with both a knife and a knee, is no longer about to be trapped inside the ice pillar. It was also disastrous that he was waving up the "White Devil's Pill" in an attempt to break the girl in front of him. In the form of massive amounts of cold water descending from the sky, they protruded the White Devil's Circle.

The damage itself is no big deal. I wouldn't do even 1% of my max HP. But if you get stuck in this huge mass of ice, it's hard to avoid being restrained in motion. The killer hated it and tried to make a metastasis, and now it's time to be stunned.

He didn't even know, but the sight stared Raynesia, who had returned from the basement of the Guild Hall, to eat in too.

The rest of the HP had nothing to do with it.

It has guided killers so far to sharpen their combat abilities, identify and grow their hand tags. Akatsuki approached lightly the murderer, who was rendered immobile by the tactics of a curly haired warrior who took that ability backwards.

The first blow was "Dead Reading" with no weird philosophy. This stunt is dedicated to White Soldier attacks and launches attacks to soften up from a low position where you have dropped your hips. It's not as powerful as it is, but the reuse regulatory time is very short as a second - and every time you hit it continuously, the power increases.

A series of attacks that train the White Devil's Pills protruding from the ice coffin.

Originally, "Ringblade/Ironworm" was a large-scale combat (Reid) transferable weapon with special abilities to reduce the durability of the weapons met. It is a high-performance knife with weapon destruction capabilities that are effective in interpersonal combat and so on. "Iron Bug/Tabara" was re-beaten that "Ringing Knife/Iron Bug". Its ability does not extend to the fantasy class, but still does not compare to Akatsuki's previous weapons. But that offensive power didn't encourage Akatsuki.

It's much more coarse, whisper, and important things are protecting Akatsuki.

- Only for the silent and unfathomable user, Amanome is the mastermind, Tabara is the workout again. May that serious daughter proceed unbroken and undistorted, if you will. May the evil curse and the misery of the world bounce back, and men take swords, and swords sustain men.

A meaningless text (flavored text) written in the background protects and warms the acorns.

It is the meaning and thoughts, history, genealogy and legend that are included.

There was nothing meaningless about it.

It was important from the beginning among those who read it, and it was irreplaceable. Because of its irreplaceability, the killer had a tragedy, and Akatsuki was helped by it.

The sound of the overlapping sword is gradually more powerful and echoes the crowd blue of the dawn.

With the swallow's journey of finding a place to return, the sword strike repeated heartlessly transcends twenty.

Even though it was still at sunless dawn, neither Akatsuki nor his companions doubted the victory anymore.

No rushed mica lizards, no beans, no Henrietta, no marielle. Reese, who blushed her nose head to see where she hit it, and Raynesia, who clings to her cuddle. It was breathtaking surrounded by a cursed sword that was crushed before everyone watched and a collapsed killer.

There was no victory cheer. A more relieved temper expanded than that, and the girls gathered in the square smiled as if they were tickled. Everyone sounded weak in this difficult battle and relied on their people. Many daughters had exposed themselves to ugliness.

But that was the first real battle between the maidens of the water maple.

The whispering, little crusader fulfilled that task.

Their victory was also the sound of a bell marking the dawn of the Second Catastrophe in the city of Akiba, but also a new blessing stepped forward more than that.

It is the epilogue that Elissa alone knows that the girls, who should be tired, occupied the Leinesian guestrooms and office and were making noise in their pajamas until after noon.