Play holy light heart to be dirty

"They are my important companions, I implore you to take good care of them."

"While we cannot guarantee it, we will try our best."

Paramedics loaded the unconscious Artemisia and injured 'AST' members onto stretchers and off the bridge.

Just as Ryoko and the others watched the medical staff leave, a girl's voice sounded from above the bridge.

"Welcome to 'Fraxinus', I am the commander Kotori Wuhe."

"It's our first time to meet you. I'm the former AST captain of the Ground Self-Defense Force, Ryoko Kusakabe!"

Ryouko saluted after hearing Kotori's words——and immediately opened her eyes wide in surprise.

But it's no wonder, after all, sitting on the chair that seems to be the captain's seat is a girl with twin ponytails, who looks like a middle school student.

"You, are you—the commander?"

After Liaozi finished speaking with a confused look, the crew members under the bridge muttered in low voices.

"Ahhh... I feel like this reaction is very familiar."

"Well, we're used to it, but generally speaking it's impossible."

Kotori cleared her throat on purpose, while the other crew members looked panic-stricken and said nothing.

"...!"

Liaozi also suddenly raised his chest and raised his head, correcting his posture.

"I'm sorry, although it's only for a short while, please forgive me for foolishly judging a person's ability by age and appearance."

"No, I want to thank you for your flexible response, but I'm sorry, it's rare for you to come, but we don't have enough room for a welcome party."

"Please don't pay attention, I understand the current situation."

After hearing Ryoko's words, Kotori nodded slightly, and then gave instructions to a man waiting beside the captain's seat.

"The task of recovering Artemisia has been completed, Kannazuki, you are preparing, you have to break through."

"Well, please leave it to me, Commander."

The man with what looked like a manipulator on his head responded.

He was dressed in a white military uniform, with a slender figure, slender limbs and long loose hair.

His un-Japanese side face reminded him of a noble son from a foreign country——

"You, you bastard!?"

The moment she saw the man's face clearly, even Ryouko, who could calmly deal with the situation that the middle school student was the commander, half-consciously yelled.

The staff of 'Fraxinus' and the team members behind all cast surprised glances.

But the current Liaozi didn't care about their spare time, she pointed at the man and said loudly again.

"Kami...Captain Kannazuki! What are you doing in a place like this!"

"Ah, long time no see, Kusakabe."

The man - Kannazuki Kyohei replied extremely calmly.

The team members and staff were all listening to Liaozi's aggressive words.

"Kannazuki..."

"team leader?"

"... Well, when I was first assigned to AST, he was the captain of AST. It is undeniable that he was once the top ace of the army."

When Liaozi said that, everyone couldn't help saying in surprise.

"Hey, that person..."

"Isn't this a bit powerful?"

"Mr. Kannazuki, you've done this kind of thing before..."

"I thought he was definitely thrown on the side of the road and picked up by the Commander..."

Everyone is whispering.

But Ryoko didn't pay attention to them, and turned to Kotori.

"Commander Wuhe, please leave that man! He is dangerous! He is a pervert who dreams of being kicked in the ass by a junior high school girl!

When he was in office, he founded the "Girl High School Student Protection Association" by himself, and he went to the local junior high school on the way to school. He was regarded as a suspect and reported to the police. Commander, you happened to be in his strike range! "

"Hey, I'm so rude. Recently, I prefer to be stepped on by my heel. Although it is very simple, there is also a joy that is not easy to feel."

"Look!"

The prisoner has already confessed, Ryoko said loudly to let Kotori recognize his true nature.

Then Kotori took a deep breath and stood up from the captain's seat.

"I said I didn't have time, so stop talking—nonsense!"

A beautiful roundabout kick landed on Kannazuki's ass.

"Alas!"

"!?"

Kannazuki let out a strange cry and fell to the ground, seeing this unbelievable scene, Ryoko trembled with fright.

"I got Artemisia, so the next step is to analyze her brainwaves, and let 'Fraxinus' emit the opposite frequency to interfere with the operation of the 'Phantom Beasts Bonderski'.

Once there is no such group of guys as a hindrance, then the elves can completely free up their hands and clean up the battleships and magicians of the DEM company. "

Thinking of this, Kotori stepped on the back of Kannazuki who was still twitching while watching the operation of the battleship.

"Kannazuki, why are you still wading around leisurely? 'Ratastock' didn't pay you to take a nap."

It was obvious that he kicked the person down by himself, how unreasonable, Liaozi was sweating on his face.

"thank you very much!"

But Kannazuki replied excitedly, jumped up like a wind-up doll, and made a correct expression.

Well, but I don't know if he hit it when he fell to the ground, or because of extreme excitement, the nosebleed dripping from his nose wiped out his serious expression.

"Okay, let's do our best 'Maria'! For the elves! And even more for the Commander's reward!"

"Other than the annoyance that it was Kannazuki who performed the operation, there is no problem."

'Maria' replied like this, and then began to act according to the pre-plan.

In the next second, the 'Phantom Beast·Bundesky' who surrounded the elves suddenly froze in place.

"..."

On the other side, Ryoko stared wide-eyed, never expecting that someone could tame Kannazuki Kyohei, a "self-propelled accident maker", "super-capable, and vicious" guy.

So, looking at Commander Wuhe Kotori, who was only about half her age, she couldn't help feeling a strange respect in her heart.

Chapter 330 The End of Westcott

After the 'Phantom Beast·Bundesky' lost their ability to move, the elves who got rid of the entanglement freed their hands one after another.

And because there is no support from the top combat power, and there is no crushing gap in numbers like before, it is naturally impossible to be the opponents of the elves with only the air battleships and magicians.

Soon, the warships belonging to the DEM company were shot down one by one, and all the magicians were captured.

Westcott silently watched this scene in the battleship, and slowly closed his eyes.

Obviously, he knew that his situation was over, and it was only a matter of time before he could completely fail.

This is much worse than the future I saw in "God's Eclipse". Sure enough, this should be the end of being an enemy of "God", right?

That's right, Westcott has already guessed the identity of Yawei, although he doesn't know whether the latter was born because of elves, or appeared in this world because of the birth of elves.

But there is no doubt that the identity of the other party can only be the "only God" in the Bible.

In other words, even if it is not now, it will definitely be in the future.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why his strength has been increasing steadily. Almost every elf that appears will have a transformation-like enhancement.

It's like walking up the ladder step by step as imagined in a myth.

Do you regret it?No, not at all, just—

"It's really disappointing..."

Westcott sighed deeply, his divergent thinking seemed to recall his whole life in his mind.

When he was about to know people and things, Westcott noticed the difference between himself and others.

He is a talented young man, if he is classified as a child prodigy or a genius, no one will have any objections.

Even in a cloistered settlement with the blood of a magician, he was better than his contemporaries—no, his mastery of magic was superior even to that of an adult.

Only the master, the elders of the village, and Elliot, who claims to be his rival, can stand against him.

And not only that, linguistics, mathematics, sports - Westcott has left a remarkable record in all fields.

However, after all, this is just a matter of degree of depth. In a word, it is whether you can grasp the essence of things.

Westcott, at least, does not distinguish himself from others on this issue.

No matter how far the position is, as long as they are on the same track, one day they will be overtaken by others, and vice versa.

But Westcott was aware of it, and he realized that he was in a position that had no intersection with others.

When did the first opportunity come, by the way, when the pet dog raised in his home passed away.

The pet dog that lived at home long before Westcott was born was a friend who was born and always by his side for him.

Of course, Westcott was very sad. Although he was still young, he had a precocious understanding of the concept of the death of a living being.

But on top of this, an inexplicable sense of excitement was stronger than sadness in Westcott's heart.

The sad faces of his parents, his sympathetic friends, the remains of his dead dog, and—his own sorrow.

Seeing all this, Westcott felt a kind of joy that was not too much to be criticized as unethical.