Reworld•Frontier-Saijakuni Shite Saikyou no Shien Jutsu Shiki Tsukai [Enhancer]

I got lost in a lot of ways, but in the end I decided to meet.

What are you talking about, it's about Niebeth.

Nothing, I didn't believe in the name of wanting to apologize again, etc.

But in retrospect, even he did his best in the battle with Hydra, and he passed out on me.

I'm not a root bad guy - it should be, I think.

Maybe.

However, I was completely in combat mode at that time, so I couldn't thank you enough.

When I finally said that I was going into Hydra at the time, even though Nieves was right around the corner, I blasted the ground flashly and got him involved. A story I heard later said that the shock at that time had caused him to faint and not be able to take part in any subsequent battles.

Somehow, I don't know what a difficult situation this is.

What should I do? [M]

Should I apologize, or should I thank you?

Ha, again, I just reopened and said, 'I know it was certainly bad that we blew every ground to faint you, but even that one has suddenly been causing you to hit and kick me, so I mean, isn't it mutual?' And should it be hand-held and everything poured into the water?

I have no idea how to balance it.

Nevertheless, is.

It's easy to escape here.

As Ashley said, there is an option to leave it alone. Now I don't make any money on Ello when I get an apology. If we don't even face each other, I'm sure we'll be standing with unwanted waves.

But Mr. Ashley also said:

If I leave him alone, he might tail me in exploration again -.

That's very troublesome, and more annoying than that is being attached to cluster members other than me, which means Hannu or Mr. Rose or Flim.

That's all - whatever that is, you can never forgive it.

So I decided to meet him.

It's not too late to pay when the firepowder comes down.

Instead, it wouldn't have eliminated the threat if we hadn't watered the fire source and put out the fire by the time it was completely skinless.

This time, one of the big things I learned in relation to "Hierarchy Without Opening" was that.

That's right. You just have to punch him in the face.

Don't lay your hands on my people, if you do, I won't know.

Anything, like Mr. Ashley was doing, intimidating and intimidating.

If that leads to protecting Hannu and everyone, I was going to do anything.

I was going to.

I was going to - though.

"I'm sorry - I didn't. Aaah!!!

Jumping Sliding Underground.

It was Niebeth's who welcomed me into a private room on the second floor of the Beautiful Leg Pavilion in Chamosica.

"Huh!?

Tsuzu-zu drift. He slipped nicely. He was drained of his liver and breathed by his earthly figure. I couldn't think of any way to deal with aggressive behavior that couldn't be too sudden.

"... uh...?

Apparently, Nieves and I thought that the people in the dungeon wouldn't keep moving, so I looked around in the private room for help.

Then there's one person on the table with only one.

Red gold hair tied to cygnon with slightly more rugged eyes.

It's Mr. Ashley.

Wearing an Ethereal Long Jacket, a 'NPK' uniform, she sighed without concealing her frightened expression. Then he pierces a sharp gaze at Nieves, who is rounding his body at my feet and rubbing his forehead against the floor.

"... what is an apology all of a sudden without saying hello? Keep your order, Niebeth."

"-Good morning. Ugh!

Bickoo! and Niebeth's body jumped, and a morning greeting popped out without getting her hair in.

No, I don't know what it is.

What the hell is this situation?

Ha, and a heavier sigh than earlier leaked out of Mr. Ashley's lips.

"... you've come a lot, Beowulf. Can you just ignore the short-circuiter there for now and close the door?

"Huh? Ah, yes..."

It was this as soon as I opened the door, so my body is only half way into the room. Enter the room with care not to step on the head of the brown hair and close the door.

Since I've been opening up, Nieves' shouts earlier must have sounded all over the store. They would have thought it was something. I might be a little embarrassed when I go home.

"Oh, uh, Mr. Ashley, what the hell is this...?

Fearing to ask, Ms. Ashley closed her eyelids as she sat in her chair and answered quietly.

"Apparently, really, I wanted to apologize to you. Listen to him if you like."

That's all I told her, she took a cup of incense tea standing hot on the table and contained a sunset coloured liquid in her mouth.

"Ha ha..."

It was last night that I asked you to set up a place to meet Nieves in a naval message. The next moment I sent the message I received a short reply from Mr. Ashley saying 'I accept' the electrolithic fire. We interacted from there several times, tongues of applause set the time and place to the present day.

That's how I came to this private room, which is the meeting place, at the time indicated in the message.

"Oh, you know, face up"

Please, sooner than I say,

"Really! I'm so sorry! You're right!!

Niebeth shouted out words of apology again with tremendous momentum.

I'm abandoning myself - it didn't seem like it. But I feel something impatient.

――

I noticed.

The fact that Nieves' body, which is grounded against me, is trembling in small pieces.

My whole body is rattling and shaking as if I could freeze in the cold. Strangely enough, I can't hear my teeth squeaking.

Are you ill or are you catching a cold or something? What if you pushed your body like that to get here...?

"Um..."

Are you okay, I tried to ask, but once again Nieves shouted as if he had been played.

"Overall, I think it was my fault! I'm responsible for everything! Oh, I'm ready if you are...! Make yourself at home if you want to boil or bake! But... Please, just one favor! I need a favor. Huh!

Whether or not he hears me, Niebeth stands up unilaterally. Too forcefully, I couldn't speak out when my throat was tightened with my invisible hands.

I dickle and turn my gaze to Mr. Ashley. But she kept the cup in her hand, looking at Nieves with her eyes as if even the crow at the garbage dump could see it.

Intuitive.

- Oh, no.

That man, I totally despise Nieves. I'm sure there are no islands to attach.

But so was Mr. Ashley's attitude - until Nieves continued to do this, who would probably be staring at a point on the floor and even reading up the script in his head.

"- I don't care what happened to me! I take responsibility!... but! Those guys! Only those three! Give him a break, please!

――――

When I heard that dialogue, my rugged eyes opened as if they had been poked at by surprise.

Kathari, and the cup is lowered to the saucer.

…………

I'm surprised, too.

In a different way than just now, I lose my word.

Even more Niebeth pleads with me and Mr. Ashley as they cease to believe.

"Those guys just hung out with me! I'm the only one involved! Nothing's wrong with me! So please..."

Death.

I'm only prepared to say it in one word, but it's bursting out of my round back.

And in the next dialogue, a cry entered my voice.

"- Please rinse! [COLLOWS] Please leave me alone......!!

- Heh...?

For a moment, I thought I heard something wrong.

But no matter how many times I refrained in my head, I wasn't wrong to hear it.

- Ko, [kill]......!?

…………

I just had to be stunned.

Not only me, but Mr. Ashley had his eyes on it.

But he couldn't possibly understand our complexion while he was sitting in the ground. Keep it up, eh, eh, eh, and start whimpering like a child,

"I'm so lame...! Those guys aren't terrible...! For God's sake, I'm the only one who can do this.

groping, rubbing his forehead against the floor, pleading with a showless cry. At the end of the day, it began snugly, and Niebeth's body jumped like a dying fish that went ashore.

Me and Mr. Ashley, we looked at each other in disdain.

Gatta, and Mr. Ashley stood up kicking the chair.

"Take it easy, Niebeth. What the hell are you..."

I was so confused by the situation that I tried to ask Mr. Ashley for an explanation,

"Stop it!

But anger blocks it.

"Hey, I'm here to put a bullet on you! You're so sweet!

Getting gaggly and trembling, Niebeth yelled at his temper, though. It was never hard to imagine my face would be in trouble, though I would never try to break down my dugout posture.

Niebeth inhales heavily and emits a strong voice that shook out tears.

"... please, you're right, Beowulf! No, please! I don't care what happens to me! It's all my fault! So...... so just let my life handle this one! Do it! This is right...... Huh!!

I thought you had a little head, cancer! and strike the floor.

I wonder how desperate it is. I never try to get up in the face from earlier. I felt a strong willingness not to move even in Kuriko until my wish was heard.

The only problem is - that's a spectacular mistake.

"Oh, uh, Ko, what's a corn...?

In the meantime, raise your face and decide that it is not clear, and ask the question as it is.

Then,

"Shira, don't hang up on me! I remember! Beowulf, do what you said! Hey, come on! You're really right! Give me a break just for me! Those guys are my dudes...! I don't want you to die because of me...!

Full of grief, it was more the end of me being blamed.

- I said...? Kill Nievez, you say...?

It's like I don't remember. Even if I go back in memory from when I first met him, I don't know.

No, speaking of which, when I was assaulted by him, such as kicking a punch, I had learned to kill a boulder when I heard that my next target was Princess Xiaolong. But I didn't mean to say it in my mouth.

"Beowulf, you......?

Mr. Ashley turned a strange glance as I flipped through the memory drawer. Rugged eyes ask if you really pronounced that.

"Yes, what!? Oh, no!

I shake my head beside the boom and deny it. [M] If SB or the gatekeeper were their opponents, they might have said that to themselves, but 'kill' them for whatever it takes, that's not the word to say so.

But.

"Don't be ridiculous! Wrong hearing, wrong remembering, not wrong! I did hear that! When you go into that monster, turn to me and say 'corn'! You said that to me!

"- Ah...!

Surprisingly stimulated the field of memory, the senses of the time came back to life.

That was right - when Hydra blew most of my consciousness away, but I was moving my body just out of battle.

With Niebeth's intervention - inspired, to be precise, by "SEAL" - [only flesh and instinct] woke up, I did squeal and thrust into Hydra. It was precisely then that "Absolute Square" kicked the ground with all its might, so that the dust and sand erupted as the falls rolled backwards, and blew up Niebeth, who was nearby.

- Oh, no, no.

"Chi, you're not!? I just said that to the floormaster -!? Oh, my God, that's a misunderstanding!

Finally, the focus of the mistake became clear, and I was in a great hurry to correct it.

"It's not you! I just said to the enemy, no, you know, I wasn't a little sure because I was unconscious, but, you know, it's not you anyway! It's a mistake! It's a mistake!

With so much momentum that Niebeth couldn't beat me, I set myself up all at once. Otherwise, it would have blocked our words from objecting again.

As soon as, Shin, and the air in the room calmed down.

The silence came down, but Niebeth's whole body tremor did not subside at all, and he seemed to have some lingering passion in him.

"... really, is it...?

An inadvertently fine voice emanated from Niebeth lying on his face.

"... really... my, mistake, is it...?

I nodded so many times that my neck pulled out of that confirmation, which gradually became a definite slippery tongue.

"Ha, ha! Ha!"

The moment I responded, Niebeth gave me a strange way to exhale.

"... seriously... oh, I... when they kill me, I think... from that time on... is enough to make me nauseous... uhhhhhh...!

Apparently, he's been under tremendous stress ever since he heard my "corn" remarks. As soon as I was relieved, my patience probably stopped working. I thought I groaned heavily, and Nieves kept his body round and began to vomit the contents of his stomach.

"Oh, hey...!

Both Mr. Ashley and I can only face the strange smell of the squeaky water and the twisted nose.

Unexpectedly, when he said, "Sit down on your own diarrhea," the act took the form of his own execution, but regardless, there was no refreshment or other fine dust where I saw him, and as far as I was concerned, there was only a desire for you to spare me quite a lot of things.

"... I'm sorry... I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...! I won't do that again... forgive me...!

Even though Nieves said he had solved the misunderstanding because of it, he continued to whine the words of his apology like a lie, still stuck on the spot.

What am I supposed to say that caused the heavy pressure, but I wonder how scared I was. The more I thought back on his behavior since I came to this room, the more painfully I knew how big it was.

"Uh... well, anyway, please put your face up..."

"Sorry... sorry..."

Whimpering - no, almost vomiting, Niebeth turns up.

Ugh... I swallowed my voice out of the blue.

The face of Niebeth, who cried too much, was already in terrible shape so that the child who cried so badly would. Besides, it's all over the diarrhea that I threw up, so it's even worse.

Ha, and exhaled loudly, not knowing if he was relieved or frightened, Mr. Ashley said.

"... I'll call the clerk for now. Please don't move."

Mr. Ashley then called the clerk with an intercom provided for the private room - it was the billboard daughter Aquina who showed up with cleaning equipment. She didn't change one complexion, she quickly cleaned and left the room with a full grin, and I saw the unfailing professionalism in her appearance - when the room was clean, Nieves gave instructions to wash her face and let her change the place.

"- So, what do you do, Beowulf? I got an apology from Niebeth earlier, do you forgive this man? Or..."

When we finally got to the table with all three of them together, Mr. Ashley asked more than that.

I sit across the street reflexively, washing my face and glancing at Nieves, feeling somewhat refreshed, and then answering:

"Oh, no, the... forgiveness and nothing, there was a lot going on, but in the end we fought together with that floormaster... I'm just annoying you too, so why don't we just mean each other already...?

From the lower seat in front of the right diagonal, a rugged eye looks at me. Incidentally, the current situation is that Me and Nieves are across the table, and Mr. Ashley is in the lower seat because of her intermediary role.

Mr. Ashley opened his mouth only for a moment, but said nothing and sighed again to give up something.

"... well, if that's what you say, that's fine. Good for you, Nieves. Your friend and your own life have been saved. Do you have any complaints?

I said it in a truly untouched voice, and now I ask Niebeth.

"Also, there's nothing to complain about......! That's what I did that I couldn't complain about being killed... sorry, thanks...!

Once again Niebeth described it with tears and tears from both eyes.

I don't know, really amazingly special wins or wonders. People have changed so much that I suspect they are no longer someone else. It was a short relationship, but it just didn't look like the person who said this, and it was a surprise.

"Yeah, right. Sure, because if they were our captain, whoever said it, you would have been ripped apart with our hands. Be grateful for Beowulf's kindness."

"What...?

I feel like I've been told something more amazing right now.

"Thank you......! Thanks............!

Crying Nieves lowered his head so much that he stuck his forehead to the table.

- Is that...? Could this have been a pretty serious problem just because I don't recognise it...?

"It's a life I've been lucky enough to pick up. Take care. - So, that's it for business, huh? Go home before Beowulf changes his mind. Or do you still have something else to say?

When Mr. Ashley told him in such a cold voice that he sounded ruthless, Nieves stood up after making a noise and rinsing his nose.

"- Thank you so, so much! Excuse me!

After all, when he bowed his head so correctly at the fold that he could only think of himself as someone else, Niebeth left the room.

His shoe goes away, quiet, and then, um, Mr. Ashley coughs up.

"... Earlier, it was only a general theory. Never go around killing the man we slandered the captain, so don't get me wrong there."

"Huh? Ah, yes"

That's what they said all of a sudden, so I didn't immediately understand what I was talking about, and I reacted a little suspiciously in behavior.

Because of this, Mr. Ashley frowns and overlaps words further.

"If something like this happens to you happens to our captain, we obey the captain's will. If you recognize them as enemies, you will do everything in your power to destroy them, and if not, you will strive for a peaceful solution as much as you can. Our" Knights of Pale Red Flames "are not a bunch of rogues. I hope you understand that."

The language was polite, but the tone was as sharp as whether he was poking the cutting edge of the sword down his throat, no matter what he heard.

"Yes..."

Nevertheless, is. So far, Mr. Ashley has vociferously argued that we're not like those people.

"... so, but, that means it's another cluster, like I just said...?

If a cluster leader is assaulted by a stranger, it can also kill the target as retaliation - does that mean?

Mr. Ashley nodded at my question.

"It's not common, but I've heard those stories several times. The ruins (relics) are a lawless zone of anything from there, if you step in. As a result, there will be more trouble between individuals and organizations, and it will not be very uncommon to develop to kill each other."

"I see..."

I snort as I sweat cold on my back.

No, I meant to know the harshness of the explorer industry, but maybe I was unconsciously insulting it because I never saw such a scene in reality.

Speaking of which, Dyne, who quit 'NPK' in a manner almost close to betrayal, also survived diagrammatically until she somehow reunited with Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel. I'm guessing 'NPK', as Ashley put it, is not a stance of hunting it down to the end of the earth but killing it.

But when I thought about it, Nieves was so frightened, there was also a point. He really thought I'd kill him. On the contrary, when those three - red coats, nose piercings and knoppo - are also involved and given to the blood festival.

Nothing, I didn't mean to go that far, so I was surprised, but I'm convinced that the common sense of the industry was such a thing.

"By the way, Beowulf, you don't mind forgiving them, but is that story well known to the members of the cluster?

"Huh?"

"If it is your discretion, there is not a zero chance that a fellow who cares about you will go into unintended behavior. It can be a source of unwanted disturbances if we try to unify our intentions."

That being said, it comes to mind that three women are my companions. [M]

"... Oh my goodness, I got my hands on Lato while I was a concubine...? Isn't that how you did it? I wonder what end the fool who hurt his concubine's best friend will follow... and engrave it on him only...!

"I'll go, too. Because I know how to show hell while I'm alive."

"- You're the only one who can jerk off my brother, right? I have to tell those idiots that, don't I?

"Ah..."

I had the feeling of making a noise and drawing blood from my face.

Shit.

Mr. Ashley is right.

I am convinced, without any hesitation, of the many disturbing dialogues that have resurfaced behind my ears.

If you don't explain it properly, it's not good without jokes. I managed to persuade them to pull it off then, but the problem is still unresolved among them.

"Shh, excuse me! Message me right away......!

In a hurry, activate the "SEAL" messenger and start creating a text for the three of us.

As I typed the text to convince them, Mr. Ashley stood up and moved across from me, pinching the table. This is the seat where Niebeth sat until just now.

"Beowulf, please answer my question while I create a message"

"Oh, ha, yes, what is it?

Listening to Mr. Ashley, who sat back, as he spelled out the text in fury. Nothing like this is fart compared to surgical multitasking.

Rugged eyes stared straight at me and said:

"My personal apologies and thanks to you… If you don't mind, how about a" swordsmanship guide "?

"What...?

Thoughts inadvertently stumbled on words I didn't even think about. The sentence I was typing into the messenger was disturbed, so I listened back while upset and rolled back.

"- Eh, swordsmanship...?!?

Doubt your ears, that was exactly what happened.

"Yes. From what I've seen, your basic style is duplicitous, isn't it? With a twist, I am also a swordsman who deals with two swords. I think there's a lot I can teach you."

"Damn...! Ugh, I'm glad... ho, are you sure?!?

Mr. Ashley didn't change his serious expression to me when his surprise rubbed his voice.

"Yeah, I don't mind. Besides the disrespect I've worked for, because you're a benefactor to life. This is still not enough."

……

Whether it's swordsmanship or martial arts, the more advanced the technology, the more valuable it becomes. Just like purchasing a surgical ceremony, it is no longer common sense in modern times to need the money to acquire advanced technology.

Among other things, the acquisition of technology on exploration can be very expensive only if it leads to instant money.

Not to mention the double swordsmanship of Ashley Leoncabarlo, the executive of the prestigious Knights of Pale Red Flame, the corner of Cartesian Third.

If you were a swordsman, it was definitely a technology that would be covetous, even if it was a piece of it.

I can't believe you're telling me that. You're not one of the clusters.

"Regardless, you will have your master, and you will have the form of that genre. So I'm not going to force you to push my swordsmanship. I hope you can absorb as much as you can."

The stance around here is still the same as Mr. Rosé, who teaches me physical surgery. Even if you say swordsmanship in a bite, its kind is a thousand different. I can tell you the same thing about Mr. Ashley's swordsmanship so that Rosé doesn't get used to me just like that.

Although.

"Oh, so, but is it okay? I, um... honestly, I don't have that much strength yet..."

No matter how much water you give, the degree of absorption is as if it were different between the seeds you just buried in the ground and the grass that already grows roots. No matter how wonderful the technology Mr. Ashley teaches me, if I don't have the capacity to take it, my guide will be almost useless.

"... yeah, sure. As I said the other day, your sword arm... is more immature than any of our knights."

"Ugh..."

Unlike before, he said it seemed a little hard to say, but vice versa, it was hard. The blade on the knife is more painful than sharp, spilling the blade on the gizzard.

"- But at the same time, I have great talent, I also think. Given your age, you will grow and flourish from now on. It's okay. You're definitely going to be strong. I'll guarantee that, while you're at it."

"What...? Oh, yes, no, the - oh, thank you...!

To the immediate follow-up, wings grew in my mind and floated - but I immediately reconsidered and waited for the heartbeat of my skipping chest. That must be a social dictionary. Don't really take it. It's my bad habit to honestly believe these words.

I'm not proud of it, though, but I'm not used to being complimented. My face got unexpectedly hot and I had to put up with my mouth burning somehow.

Mr. Ashley looked closely at my face with a serious expression and nodded one.

"Anyway, what you don't have enough of is basic health and basic theory. Work out as much as you can and pack them in as much as you can to match the duplex. If you can have a solid foundation, the sword muscle will also be naturally adapted to your body and habits. From there it depends on your refinement."

After all, that seemed very similar to Mr. Rosé's guiding policy in a fundamental part.

I mean, that's the basics of physical manipulation. Mr. Ashley's is, I'm sure, fundamental to duplicity. You two never try to dye me into your own color.

Therefore, it is only I who receive those teachings and ascend to what is in me.

"Wow, I get it! Uh, um... heh, I'm a bummer, thank you...!

I interrupted the text input and stood up, and I bowed my head as much as I could. You will be taught valuable lessons from now on. We must be properly courteous.

In contrast, Mr. Ashley coughed up somewhere, hmm.

"... no, because this is a thank you from me. You don't have to do that upside down. Please sit down.... Beowulf, more than that, I'd like to confirm one thing."

"? is, yes, what is it?

I listen back as I sit back as I am told and create a message to Hannu and the others in the background again.

"The other day on the first tier, your people, 'BVJ' and when our Nights came to the rescue. If you know, I'd like to know how it went then..."

I tilted my neck reflexively. Because if that's the case, you don't have to ask me. I wondered if I could ask a member of Knights.

You must have guessed the suspicion from my reaction. Mr. Ashley slightly missed his gaze and moved his tongue heavily.

"... Actually... there was a lot going on with me too... what do you say, because my buddies are distracted by me asking..."

Mr. Ashley holds the cup already emptied with both hands and strokes and strokes it without meaning. Sure, it's been days since then. To see how it goes, it looks like it really missed the timing and I can't even ask now. In a way, though it seems like this guy when it comes to this guy.

"Uh... I also heard from Hannu and Rosé, if that's okay with you...?

When I said that, Mr. Ashley glanced back and ate slightly. [M]

"Please. I've always wondered why and how you all got here."

The light of curiosity is brilliant in rugged eyes.

Mr. Ashley's feelings were painfully well understood. I was wondering about that time too, so I asked Hannu when he came to visit me in the hospital.

How did you know you were there? -.

"Uh, sure..."

I ordered Ms. Ashley's incense tea, which was emptied, and my share of hot coffee from the in-store system, and then began to tell Hannu how I heard about it.

The first person to receive Mr Ashley's emergency signal was naturally Mr Zelda.

Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure this was the critical starting point. If she hadn't been able to pick up the signal, we must have been wiped out there.

Mr. Zelda, who was also observing me - and Flim - in a two-man cell with Mr. Ashley that day, was only taking his seat off for a short while on the way back to urinating.

The same is true of other sites, but the few safety zones often have a simple toilet. Even so, the majority of things just block people's eyes at partitions, and the act of excretion itself has to use a portable toilet kit that I brought in myself.

In Lunatic Babel terms, the central elevator shaft is surrounded by a safety zone where the SB does not pop, and a simple toilet is installed in that area.

Counting backwards, Mr. Ashley and Mr. Zelda broke up came back that far, just then, he said.

To name a few, we formed a train, jumping into what was known as the "Hierarchy Without Opening", the eleventh most suspicious gate.

Mr. Zelda, who added up for it, came right back to where he was, but there's no sign of me and Flim that he was supposed to be observing, and I can't get in touch with Mr. Ashley. I knew he was disappearing, so I sent him a message via router and he didn't respond at all.

While doing so, Mr. Ashley suddenly received an emergency signal. At this time, Mr. Ashley was found to be far away enough to finally arrive at a wavelength that was many times stronger than normal.

Ms. Zelda immediately rushed out to the source and obtained information that a previous train had occurred as a result of interrogating the explorer she had seen along the way.

That must be it, Mr. Zelda, convinced, walked fully in the direction he had been taught, and instantly caught Train's tail.

And it was that pitch-black space and the yellow-green gate that I found ahead of me as I kicked through all the SBs standing there screaming Mr. Ashley's name and ascended the stairs.

By the time she arrived, Mr. Ashley's emergency signal had still been received. Mr. Ashley's location log, which he shared via router, was also the last thing to break that black space. But they also disappeared a few seconds later, he said.

He didn't think that he might be dead.

But there's too little certainty to go help alone. That point should be referred to as the "Cartesian Third" of boulders? Ms. Zelda immediately discontinued that rescue by herself was impossible, and when she returned to her heels, she returned to the city without hesitation to seek help from Knights.

He jumped into the city government conference room, where he explained to Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel, who were still working on the "Volkling Circus Case," depending on the matter, and appealed for Mr. Ashley's rescue.

Of course, preparations for a rescue operation were started without getting my hair in.

Both Mr. Villey and Mr. Karel interrupted the work they were working on and flew an order to all members of the 'NPK' with an electroluminescent fire.

Mr. Zelda, on the other hand, said Mr. Karel had instructed him to do so.

"Get me Princess Xiaolong now. You should probably be around the front line of the ruins" -.

"The Knights of Pale Red Flames," Zelda nodded forcefully, returning to Lunatic Babel to begin his search for Hanu and Rosé. She ran around that vast ruin and, what a surprise, discovered Hannu and Mr. Rosé in Explore in a very short time.

He explained the situation to the two of them and when he returned to the city office again, he was also ready for the 'NPK'.

To the rescue.

But - I'm glad I came quickly to the front of the gate of 'Hierarchy Without Opening' by Mr. Zelda's guidance, but there was a stifling here.

Inside the ruins inverted from pure white to pitch black. There's a potpound there, a [whatever] gate.

Some of the NPK members showed difficulty with this.

Isn't it dangerous to jump in without measures? It could be some kind of trap. Is Mr. Ashley alive in the first place? Shouldn't we step in poorly and avoid the foolishness of mummifying -?

This is utterly true, and even Mr. Ashley himself, who was in distress, said something similar. There can't be a rescue coming to a place like this, a decent explorer wouldn't jump into such a suspicious gate first -.

But I also raised my voice in response to this, "What more do you say now?" It's for rescue that we've come this far, and it doesn't make sense that we've come this far that we've given it up. First, you don't want to save her, a fellow and executive -.

At a time when opinions were in conflict and I thought the situation would be glued.

"- Princess Xiaolong, what are you going to do?

Mr. Villey blamed Hannu and Mr. Rose for approaching the yellow and green gate, roughly referring to the 'NPK', which is being debated in a fussy manner.

As soon as they were bumping into each other's opinions, they stopped talking and everyone said they belonged to Hanu and the others.

Hannu, standing in front of the gate, said he answered this without looking back.

"That's what I found out. Go help Lato. You can argue as much as you like."

"But jumping in without thinking is dangerous. Take care of something."

"Then what? I don't know anything about the other side of this wall. Let just one more go ahead and see how it goes? So who's going? Which one of you is the [not having trouble dying] best of all the tricks?

Blocking Mr. Karel's voice, which he tried to stop, Hannu still listened back spicidly, facing the gate.

To Mr. Karel, who had closed his mouth to his too prickly tongue, Hannu showered even colder.

"Can't you put measures in place for something you don't know? If you're not prepared to risk your life, go home. My concubines will let me go."

"Rag, I don't mind if I die for you - but what about you?

It's not a stupid question.

To Mr. Villey, who inquired into his little back, Hannu said so with no time in his hair and laughed to mock him.

There, Mr. Rose pinched his mouth.

"Princess Xiaolong and I, together, are the ones whose lives were picked up by Mr. Rag. There can be no option to abandon him for our own cuteness. Please understand."

"Yuku, Rosé"

"Yes."

When I just said what I wanted to say, Hannu and Rosé said they no longer skipped the reaction of Mr. Villey and the others, but knocked around the yellow and green gate.

"- Then they fell into that big hole just like us, but Mr. Rose landed well and put him right into combat. Then there was no time between them. The folks at" NPK "came after me, so Hannu said," You villy and karel guys, I guess I couldn't stop thinking they noticed I was scared, "but I'm sure he was happy in his heart. I was laughing happily."

"... thank you, Beowulf. I'm finally getting good at it. It makes sense that no one wants to tell the details…"

After listening to me, Mr. Ashley sighed in a grumpy sigh.

She said it was easy to imagine 'NPK' afterwards, and.

Shaping Mr. Ashley's imagination, he probably tells the following story:

"... you heard me, you guys"

After Princess Xiaolong and Andromeda disappeared across the gate, a clear voice was emitted from Villy's lips.

"Though I am convinced that there are no weak men in our Knights who are mismatched with prudence and cowardice - come on, I'll make sure. Raise your hand here and get out of the Nights on your feet back to the city."

The blonde girl stood in front of the yellow-green gate with Liverdeen in her hand, rattling the floor with tricks and armored shoe heels, letting the light of determination shine through her deep red eyes.

"Can you keep your mouth shut when they say that much? Can you turn your back on that mockery? Where did you leave your knight's pride? Come on, our compatriot, Ashley Leon, whoever isn't prepared to risk his life to save Cabarlo - yes, yes, there's no need to shy away at all. Those who fear death, those who have no courage, and those who are not proud, raise their hands now and cast down their swords!

Shin, and the air calmed down. Everyone is pulling their mouths together in one letter and staring at their own head, Villy.

Villey looked around at each member's face and nodded with a grin in her mouth as she made sure she didn't try to raise her hand as one of them.

"... that's my proud knights"

The girl, who shined gold but tied her hair to a ponytail every now and then, flipped herself, causing her long hair to jump like a young man, and raised her pale sword high. Clear voices echo.

"- Show our strength more than this! I won't let a freshly made wood-end cluster slap you in the mouth! Follow me in the first place! Karellen, you're in charge of the second team!

'Ha!!

The Knights' men took a saluting stance, beating his chest with a right fist, in an undisturbed motion.

Villey points Liverdeen's cut at the gate in a sharp motion and shouts majestically.

"Whatever trap there is, slash it all and throw it away! Let's go, you guys!

"Whoa!!

Cut ahead and Villey jumped into the yellow-green gate, followed by other members. Ethereal running streams swallow into the gates one after the other. Naturally, that included Zelda's appearance.

After a few secads, Karellen wields the love spear Nibelung and issues a prestigious command.

"- Second Battalion, follow me! Don't be alarmed, whatever happens, take it in the spirit when it's ice, and burn it down with fierceness when it's flaming!

'Ha!!

Brave voices overlap and countless footsteps storm into the gate.

Thus The Knights of Pale Red Flames, led by Sword Lady Villey, passed through an unknown gate and was to throw herself into the battle against a herd of dragons.

In a mysterious space of strangers, fighting dragon species that appear in large numbers after being cut off from their power -

The fact that not a single dead person was in the worst possible situation shows, for one thing, the high level of their local power, and the strength of their solidarity.

That name, which is the corner of the Explorer's top group, is never Dade.

Speaking of which - and Ashley, who told me about the 'easy to imagine sight', told me this, too.

During the entry, it has been confirmed that the appearance points in the space of the case were significantly uneven due to the slight time between the first and second groups. I was wondering if it would change at random depending on the timing, or maybe it was a system that could be automatically sorted when it was a certain large number of people -.

Perhaps, but the designers of Lunatic Babel should have made that hidden stage on the assumption that a significant number of people would try.

It's called the size of the space, it's called the rank and size of the SB that emerges, and I just think I assumed more than a hundred people "vs. the Legion" what I thought.

Plus, if it's true, the floor master over there left another stage of the powered form of combat.

Mr. Rose analyzed the components, and the real name of that monster is - "Midgals Olm".

In super ancient mythology, it is the name of the world serpent that wrapped the whole world.

It was precisely the string 'Lord of Heaven and Earth, King of Snakes' that was in that inscription, and, to observe from the amount of information on the components, it was planned that the area of the natural park that became the battlefield would be transformed into a giant snake as it was, Rosé said.

It is a truly uninterrupted story.

When I first heard it, I remember my spine freezing, realizing how critical I was on the cliff the moment I stabbed him to a stop.

Incidentally, the components of the Midgals Olm are still stored in my SEAL.

I was thinking about using it to remodel Black Xuan and White Tiger, or selling it and converting it to cash, but I was called to wait for Flim just before.

"That might be necessary for unlocking the example hierarchy, right? There are plenty of dragon's for ingredients, so you should leave them" -.

Additionally, wouldn't it be an awesome force if Mr. Rosé could serve (handle) like the Hercules? There was talk about this, too.

"It seems too informative and quite difficult. I'm not saying it's absolutely impossible, but I was wondering if secure control would require [ten of me with artifacts]"

and it turns out to be 'absolutely impossible' in other words. Thinking about it, I can't forbid how much technology the ancients who created such a monster had.

How dare you, it's something you could have won with that small number of people.

If I had taken any steps wrong, I'm sure we wouldn't exist in this world by now. At that time, I was really glad to destroy the components before anything Midgaldsolm showed up true, from the bottom of my heart.

"Beowulf, you should get as much training and strength as you can before you go to Explore Hierarchy 111. Victoria told me that we were going to accompany her. Until then, lend this strength with a slight force so that you do everything you can to avoid falling again. Note that we don't hear any weak noises, so we intend to."

"Yes, good luck...... haha......"

I returned a loving laugh while I was under barometric pressure to Ashley, who also had a more demanding eye than Rosé had at the time of training.

How come there are so many women (one) around me who seem to have a strong core? Classes call friends - although it may not be the same, is there still some factor in me?

I was thinking, for example, in a corner of my head, that's when.

Unexpectedly, a private door was carefully knocked.

The "SEAL" signal means that the store clerk brought the ordered item via the system in the store, not in between.

"- Yes, please?

Is that it? Was I ordering something? while sending a command to the door to unlock with "SEAL". This private room has specifications that can be locked from the inside.

The incense tea and coffee I just ordered have arrived at short notice and both have already been drunk up. Could it be that Mr. Ashley asked for a replacement? Thought so.

"Thank you for waiting. This is your order of hot coffee."

A courteous clerk who came into the room placed a coffee cup on the table with a gentle hand on the saucer. The AR tag floating near the cup contains a deep purple message indicating that it is my order for some reason.

"... that?

"What's up?

Mr. Ashley asks me strangely, leaning on my neck.

"Take your time"

The clerk bows his head and leaves the room. After the footsteps went away, I checked my SEAL log just in case.

Unexpectedly opens his eyes.

"-... uh, no, it seems like it was my mistake. Never mind......"

Then he panicked and duly misled Mr. Ashley, who was seriously staring at me.

- There it is.

I'm surprised myself, but I did have a history of ordering hot coffee.

Even though I don't remember it at all.

A few minutes ago, there was a record that I ordered from my "SEAL".

- Did I repeat the first order command by mistake...?

It's a mistake that even kids rarely make, but it's not impossible. I don't know what to say myself, but it's very rare for me to make such a preliminary mistake in SEAL manipulation, which is also related to surgical control.

I was just plain shocked that I was complacent that it was one of the few stunts I had.

"But it's surprising"

"Huh? What is it?

To Ashley's abrupt words, when did I ever get my face out of the ocean of thought that was sinking?

She stared at the coffee cup placed in front of me for some reason,

"You drink black coffee. Honestly, I thought you preferred sweeter things."

To a comment I didn't even think about, it makes me a kyoton.

"-? Oh, really?

"Yeah, that's right. It seemed that way."

Am I surprising or unexpected? [M] It's basically a pie that doesn't intend to have sugar or milk in its incense tea or coffee, although it's not meant to be anything else. It doesn't mean I'm not good at sweets, but I usually eat them when Hanu separates them. I just don't like it when it comes to this.

"... but that's right. Certainly [on second thought], I'm also convinced. [You] then... yeah, sure"

In the end, somewhat mysteriously convinced, Mr. Ashley nodded alone and was complete.

I wasn't sure, but I was strangely concerned about the mortal mistake earlier, so I stopped pursuing it any further.

While launching the self-crosscheck app in the background for once,

- Is it possible that SEAL is not doing well? Maybe I should go to the hospital...?

and think in a corner of your head.

If you make a boring mistake like that just now while exploring, and even if you get hurt, it's tough. It annoys Hannu and the others.

When I put my mouth on freshly brewed coffee, blurring that I should see a specialist doctor just in case - etc.

"- There it is...!

I burned my mouth with the wrong addition and subtraction of sipping. When you're flattered and tongued like a dog,

"... what are you doing, you"

Ashley across the street turned her eyes to that figure, far from calling her a hero or a brave man.

■

The man was walking down the street in a clear mood.

The world is beautiful.

Life is great.

She walks lightly in such a good mood that she wants to sing, softening her brown hair in a comfortable, skin-stroking breeze.

But there was a wild grin engraved in his mouth.

"- I'd love to be a choro, he's a kid. No matter what kind of monstrous powers you have, if the contents are there, you're totally scared."

It is Niebeth.

Apologize to the horrible boy known as Beowulf the brave, the monster and the god of thunder, for his brilliance, the way home he has just obtained forgiveness.

Forget the heat if you're past your throat, that was exactly the word to describe him now. Where did you get your special attitude until earlier? His body, which was trembling like a child squirrel, is now majestic with his shoulders softened wide and the wind cut.

"I mean, my acting skills... do you still want to be an actor? Yeah?"

Cocksucking, he chuckles and sticks his hand in his jacket pocket, proceeding to pee in the middle of the street. The people on the road walk away from his magnificent demeanor, untouched by God.

The figure in the earlier "Beautiful Leg Pavilion of Chamosica" was certainly an act, but not a lie. It is an unshakeable fact that Nieves has fear of that little boy, and that is why his acting was truly imminent by amplifying that emotion.

Tremors, tears, even vomiting were all serious.

At the same time, however, Nievez had a chance.

That boy is not worthy of that tremendous strength and has a young spirit.

In a nutshell, it's [sweet].

Anyway, the dragon attacked us. You're good enough to help us. There's one thing here, if you even do an act that invites pity, it must be easy for you to forgive me - that's what Nieves stepped on.

In fact, that was right.

He was duped by such a daunting act and thus freed me without any penalty.

If this was another explorer - for example, "Sword Lady Villey" or "Spirit Queen" - Iona del Geraldine, this would not be the case. As Ashley said, Nieves should have been the dog's bait by now.

Truth be told, when I imagined such a situation, my spine really froze and my nausea came in, so my earlier vomiting made me use of it. That wasn't Beowulf scared, it was stomach fluids that threw up because the delusion of 'If the other person was Miss Sword Villy' was horrible.

But it is also a temporary disgrace. Only Beowulf and that ruthless "absolute realm" looked pitiful.

Even so. If you look only at the results, isn't this how you survive?

Moreover, it cannot be done publicly, but thanks to the survival of NPK from that "hierarchy without opening", it was treated as a fierce person in the "backing" of the organization to which it belongs. Together with the example threesomes in the near future, they will gain new status.

- What do you think, you saw it!

- I fought with that brave Beowulf, and I'm a surviving hero!

Today was the best day of Niebeth's life.

The worst adversity is also said to be the greatest opportunity.

Precisely today was an historic day, when Nieves turned the pinch into an opportunity by his own driving.

"Do you want me to keep going up to the back office executives? Is it gonna be me? Hehe."

Niebeth, who broke through the enormous hurdles that stood in her life, but not crossed her feet, was on track at this time.

The world revolves around itself. Because what you do is good. Honor restored to the stigma. Born street whole.

- That's why Lady Nieves is coming through, Olaola!

And as I walked furiously on my shoulders, naturally, my body bumped into one of the different passers-by.

"Whoa!? Sort of... ahem!?

It was a trivial shock, but Nieves, who was walking in an unbalanced way, blew away without a single one. Shame was inspired by the ugliness of the disillusioned haribote and the unexpected exposure, and the cuckoo anger boiled.

"Where do you keep your eyes on Kola!!

Bite suddenly at the person who hit each other on the shoulder. Suddenly, people stopped to tell me what was going on around them.

"Oh, I'm sorry about this. I didn't think you'd come this way. They were walking weird, but maybe you're not feeling well? Or are you out of your mind?

The person Nieves bumped into - a man who talks in a slightly calm voice, releasing a poison needle at the end without changing the atmosphere.

"- Ah?"

I didn't understand well what they said only for a moment, and Niebeth looked frightened.

……

but at the next moment swallow well and burn up even more flames of anger.

"- Oh!? What the fuck, Temehe!! You're getting slaughtered, Kolaa!!

Niebeth was grabbed by a man on the strong side that he didn't think he was begging for his life by a younger boy until just now.

He was no longer just a "black man" with black hair, black suits, shirts, ties, gloves and coats, and sunglasses. Niebeth grabs the chest barn of such a man, and brings close the distorted face of the beast.

"Oh, this is this. Please don't. This is the whole city, isn't it? Acts of violence, kind of."

"You've got to be kidding me, Temeye! You're dressed like a creep! I'm guessing Temé's been fighting and selling! Oh!?"

"Look, shouting out loud will annoy everyone around you, right? Quiet, huh?

Nieves now realizes that no matter how much he intimidates, the voices of the "blackened out" who do not break his floating attitude will descend from a position higher than his head.

This man, the line isn't as thick, but he's quite long. Nieves is also proud that his height is bigger there, but he is taller for one head than that. That's enough to make a good fight with Luke of Knoppo.

But every word and deed of the Blackened One was to anoint the wrath of Niebeth. Let's threaten him a little, Nieves, who was only thinking about it, has run out of luck with this.

"- Hey Temehe... lend me some slack. That's the alley over there."

Niebeth's attitude settled rather to the hell-anger that no longer crossed the summit. I let Doss hear me say it in a low voice and stick a needle-like gaze in the man's face.

"Oh, my God, you're in trouble"

"Let me see if you can get away with it. Temehe, I'm gonna hit you in the back."

After all, the man, with a blurry attitude somewhere, shrugged his shoulders and accidentally called to his feet.

"I have no choice. Agnir, please wait a moment. I'm going to [talk to] this man."

"Heh, easy to mock"

When I turned my gaze at something, there was a girl dressed in a strange outfit. Silver hair unconstructively tied to a red kimono that is vibrant enough to wake up. Different colored eyes of pale and red stare up at the man and Nieves with strangely glossy eyes.

The girl wearing the kimono and exposing her shoulders, uh- laughing like a prank,

"But come back soon after a long talk, and we'll go our own way, huh?

"I know. I'll be right back."

Saying in such a light tone that he was going to dump that much garbage, the man turned to Nievez.

"Well, shall we come?"

"... superior. Follow me...!

Anger had no longer turned into intent to kill.

Kill him.

Niebeth decided so in his heart and led the man into a dim alley.

I'm gonna smash those frigid sunglasses, muddy my blackened outfit, and I'm gonna bump it -!

At this time, that's what I meant.

"Ah... oh..."

Niebeth's purpose of slamming a man was never fulfilled.

Now he had his neck eagled and floated in the universe. I can't keep my body moving and my voice out properly.

"Hey, just fine. I was just hoping to add a little more [pawn]. This is what a ship is all about when you cross."

The blackened man was lifting Niebeth's body with one arm. A hand that removed the gloves and exposed them is eating deep into Niebeth's throat.

Nearly in a pinnacle state, Niebeth stared over the void, drooling covetousness from his mouth.

As soon as a man touched me, my body became less free and less powerful from my whole body.

In a tone as thick as honey, the man says.

"Come on, let's talk friendly...... someone who doesn't even know his name"

A bright black glow crest appeared on the back of the man's hand grabbing Niebeth's neck. No, it is wrong to call it a "glow print" that does not emit any light. The pitch-black geometry running over the skin was just a schematic.

"I'm going to drain my blood and inject it into you. Please bear with me without dying. I don't have any blood."

……

Gu, and more force was put into his throat-grabbing hand. I had the feeling my nails were breaking through my skin and entering.

Yet there was no wonder and no pain.

"- Huh...!?

Immediately before death, the organism says it secretes brain pleasure substances and feels happiness rather than pain. The condition of [feeling no pain] for Nieves today was sufficient to associate death.

Incontinence.

Ashley poked me with a sword and I gained more momentum than when I was cut off my ear. Sounds like spilling water by turning the bottle upside down. Even though I couldn't move one finger, for some reason only the excretory organs worked better than usual.

Kusu, a man smiles slightly.

"It's okay, I'm not afraid. Because any of those emotions will be paralyzed."

- Stop, what are you talking about, stop... I don't like it, I don't want to die, someone help me -

"Come on, go ahead"

A man's hand tightens his neck as he mumbles. Come to think of it, it's absolutely weird that you're able to breathe even in this condition. Why, why is it not painful? In the first place, am I breathing properly now? If you haven't done it, why don't you lose consciousness due to lack of acid?

Nieves doesn't know. Nothing, I don't know.

The man smiled and whispered in such a tone that he spoke to the bird in the cage.

"Please stain me"

That was the last word Niebeth's ego ever heard.