Seiju no Kuni no Kinju Tsukai

The night sky of the king's capital finally regained its darkness.

Crystal lamps illuminate the cobblestones of the King's capital, which was hit by a brilliant and sudden disaster, in order to play its original role.

"- What can I do for you?

Hibigami, once, stopped on the spot.

Someone's been following me for a while.

I could have left the King's Capital immediately, but the tailor attracted some interest and 'brought me' so far.

Hibigami was in a relatively uninspiring corner even in the Wang capital.

Oddly enough, that was also where Cecily Arklite cut the man wounded.

From the darkness, loosened up, a figure appeared.

Illuminated by the light of the crystal lamp, the full picture of the person becomes clear.

"The look and the outfit seem to match the killer in the murder."

Hibigami narrowed his eyes.

"You're a saint in that outfit, aren't you? But that pitch-black color... well, I..."

Long arms.

Mustache and jaw.

"That mouth... you know me."

"Kakaka, say what. If any man is involved in any martial arts in Midsberia, first of all, he shall not know his name." The Black Sacred Tree Man "- Sochute Sigmsos"

I rocked my dark hair in the night breeze and Sochute was wearing long sleeves.

Eyes that speculate on something.

I hear all four of the murders that struck this king's capital have been defeated, but I can't find a single body.

"It's probably the fourth worst thing I ever did to him."

There was a slight wrinkle between the brows of the Sochute.

"Who are you dealing with?

"I cut off one arm, but I didn't stab him. I don't know which way it's going to turn, but I thought it would be funny to let it go in the field, so I missed it. I've never come to take advantage of the stretch, but if I die lightly, it's his destiny again."

"Even though the Knights of the Holy Tree in the King's Capital, which has been greatly reduced in number, are currently searching near the King's Capital in search of its four heinous calamities. So I found myself feeling somewhat strangely intimidated, and I took a trip... and I arrived at you."

"Kakaka, that's the same for me. I had a feeling something was approaching. So I pulled him in here."

"I'm not going to ask you about what you're doing in King's Capital right now. But you are subject to capture in this capital."

Sochute sheaths his hips sword with one arm and pulls it out.

"I'm sorry, but I can't pretend not to see it"

"Ho? That's what I hear, Leviataine."

Pulling out the love knife 'No Kill', Hibigami dropped his hips and flushed the blade back.

"" The Black Sacred Tree Man "who can make a name for himself on the continent. Are you excited to try something real or not?"

The moment the sword-hearted eye intersects,

From Sochute, I've set it up.

First of all, I'm just saying look at how things are going, a poke at speed.

Hibigami played it with a shake from the lower section.

Immediately replacing the sword that was bounced and swung up against him, Sochute came down with a blade.

Fast.

When Hibigami dodges, the next thing you know, Sochutes scatter slaughter.

But it wasn't a blow for a fatal injury.

It's only an attack to try to scratch a blade with just one razor.

"Well, does Leviatein's black flame activate against his wounded opponent? I see, there are no problems with shallow wounds... but..."

A minimal scratch ran on Hibigami's armor.

But the fire didn't happen.

Sochute pulls himself back and rearranges his sword.

"Well, you."

"That flame, perhaps a force that senses and expresses the magic vegetables of the chopped opponent? Then it would have been a shame. I am an unavailable human being with organs that take in magic vegetables. Therefore the flame of the sword shall not devour me."

I stepped on a cobblestone, cuttingly, so that the Sochute could ascertain his footing.

In a moment, the Sochute jumped towards Hibigami with one leg.

A sharp arc ran into the dark at night.

The blade of the Sacred Devil's Sword, which cleaved the wind and darkness, could not, however, determine the flesh of Hibigami.

Hibigami missed his laughter.

It's Sogt Sigmsos.

…………

"Once upon a time, I named myself as the enemy I could expect, but I couldn't pin it... yes, I did."

Hibigami, brilliant with his fierce eyes, opened his mouth wide and smiled at the Sochute.

"Rumors don't seem like you can count on them. No way, Sogt Sigmsos..."

From the brow to the cheek of the Sochute, a glimmer of sweat tells.

"I didn't know you were such a user"

Hibigami desperately contained so much joy that he shook when he regained his grip on the knife.

"I don't think that sword, roughly a sword created in a decent way of working out. I can't believe that the sword came from the clean spirit of the knight... Daiwa, around resentment and revenge?... No, it's the root motive. How dare you. The important thing is that you've always been a good user."

The Sochute took half a step, down.

You know, Hibigami was happy.

Even at this distance, when Hibigami's slaughter arrived, we already identified it.

- Was he a good fighter?

"Let's call ourselves the whole sword body. All body parts are driven to utilize the sword of their arms. The only sword technique that has turned a ship's arm into a strength... and I can't imitate it."

"Hibigami, did I say?

"Kaka, I'm sorry. No, you weren't named yet."

"I hear you are from the Sixth House... are all the people from the Sixth House just monsters like you and Currier Verstein?

"Currier."

Hibigami put his strength into his arms.

Michi, his arm makes a murmur.

"It means stretch money. Then there will be armaments up in the six houses...... my strength at the moment exceeds even Currier Verstein......!

"Currier Verstein is still young. It's going to stretch."

"I guess!

Hibigami waved his rigid arm and cut it into sochutes with a knife.

Though Sogüte skilfully tried to let his power escape with the sword he received, Hibigami's sword was entangled as a serpent, stopping him from letting his power escape.

A knife and a holy devil's sword.

"You're following my sword firmly, Sogt Sigmsos! Besides, I still have my stretching bills...... sparingly, I was chased by my duties as head of the Knights of the Holy Tree and probably couldn't use my best growing years to develop my powers, etc."

"The power... who the hell are you?

When he struck down the sword of Sochute, Hibigami, once, took a distance.

"- Loneliness"

Sochute's eyes light the color of understanding.

"... I see. Too strong for a loner, is that it? I'm getting it. You missed Sagara Krohiko before..."

"Exactly. The way 'that' broke and the cost of stretching it is worthy as my future enemy"

When Sochute returned his wrist, he cut it up in reverse.

Part of Hibigami's japanese costume, which defies the body, is mutilated.

It doesn't matter. Hibigami tried to turn to counter-attack.

But Sochute has taken control of the vanguard and has carried out slaughter with a knife to return it.

A man named Sogt Sigmsos, there is not a waste of action at all between an attack and an attack, so much so that you don't even think there is a connection between the attack and the attack.

Hibigami took the subsequent horizontal cut with his body, while jumping at a distance.

They were prefetching the hibigami movement. The socket flashed from the vertical standpoint.

The blade is crossed, contact.

Kickin ', and a heavy metal noise sounded.

"Why are you using such a knife that sharpens your ability to kill?

Sochute asked.

"A knife to use against someone who wants to encourage growth, or something. It's just - on second thought, this is the first time I've told anyone else - that I don't have a weapon to bear. I can't stand everything but this" no kill "and it breaks."

"Well, that's a tough story for a combat maniac."

You know what I mean?

"Understandably I can. but I can't empathize."

"That's fine."

When Hibigami distanced himself again with the momentum he had played, he fell back and set himself up to take charge of the knife.

The feeling of blood circling and spreading across your face.

A socket measuring the opportunity to jump in again wrinkled between his eyebrows.

"On your face...... black, pulse? The color of the eyes, too, is red."

"That I met someone I could do in this realm - thank you!

In an instant from afar, Hibigami packed the distance.

"-! This, speed... Huh!?

Though, the Sochute lets you try to react well to this speed as well.

Two blades sharpen each other.

Since when did anyone react to the slaughter of hibigami carried out at this rate say anything other than those of the Sixth House?

Even if I were there, I'd have to hand my memory over so hard, so distant.

The comparison of strength and rigidity persists.

If the Sochute tries to escape the power of the sword strike, which is unleashed by the power of this hibigami, it will probably be cut in intact.

There is no escape for Sochute.

It seemed to me.

As soon as possible, he said.

It was as if it were an unreadable machine, and Hibigami was let out of his power.

"This move, self -"

No, and Hibigami laughed joyfully.

"Kakaka, I didn't know you were meeting Eastern swordsmanship... and did you make your own improvements to use with your arms and double-edged swords? It's a rock drop, isn't it?

The structure of the Sochute has changed to the upper level.

"I wish I had a move you didn't know."

The branches of willow broke, but the sogite moved loosely.

the difficult speed to avoid even if the orbit is readable; and the machine.

Exploration, technology?

Whatever, admirable warrior talent.

Sochutes have shaken off a heavy blow from the top.

Cancer, and Hibigami took the blow with his knife belly.

Second shot.

The second shot, it's not coming.

Tong, and.

Overwhelming, speed drop.

It was a sweet blow that softened the infant, which should also be called shoulder watermark.

No killing ability, no manure, a gentle touch to the baby's skin stroked the belly of "No Killing".

It's like gently fogging the air of war, like, a blow.

- This, the move...

Uninterrupted - hit and change, of severe earthquake, third blow.

If you take it as it is, you'll just smash Hibigami's skull, haughty blow.

But Hibigami strikes that blow away.

"What's that now... a 'overlapping paper crash' with a single string flow? Between training to crash a piece of paper without cutting it with a blade, it was knitted… This is the first time I've actually received it, but I see, is this the kind of move that exploits the nature of a person's preface"

Failing to respond to Hibigami's words, Sochute laid his sword low.

Sochute kicks the ground.

Circular slaughter hua, five flashes.

neck, right wrist, left wrist, left ankle, right ankle-

At an almost simultaneous and illusory rate, the arc sword flashes, rushing through.

But Hibigami also cuts this off.

I remember this move, too.

"... when the Devil Stream assassinates the Secret Sword," The First Seal ""

Sochutes who raise their swords and transition to the erection of spikes.

"I'm afraid so, Sogt Sigmsos. I know the moves, but can you do them?

"Can you cut it off, take this?

Disease, and.

A storm of sharp thrust unleashed by a piercing socket.

The speed of every poke is subtly different.

There used to be a woman swordsman from the East called Time Rain.

The blade cicada stream she opened produced numerous famous swordsmen, but only its depths, it is said, were taught to only a few.

Hibigami cuts all the way through the countless pounds of disturbed, crazy, rambling rain.

The rain of the sword, it stopped.

"Blade Cicadas -" Turbulent Blade, Red Time Rain ""

Phew, breathing hibigami.

The flesh on my cheeks was thinly torn and I could see the blood telling.

The gentleman also used the technique, so there is disturbance in breathing.

You know what I'm talking about.

"Kaka"

And Hibigami lifted up his temple, and looked up to heaven.

"Kaka, kakakaka, kakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakakaka

Hibigami's laughing, I quit.

"It's over."

"What?"

"That's it, Sogt Sigmsos"

"... what do you mean?

"Huff... next time, I'd like to do it with myself in a marching, tireless state."

Hibigami delivered the knife.

It feels like a wave pulling away from your face, arms or legs.

"Sochute, do yourself a favor"

"Do me a favor?

"Work out Sagara Crohiko. with Currier Verstein."

"Am I the one who put that curse on?

"That's right. He still needs to be stretched by the sword in addition to the curse. If it's me, it's the right material for no complaints."

"If I may say so... there must be no reason for me to do you a favor?

"Which way does Sagara get to herself? As long as you're in this king's capital, if you're going to hone your powers outside the demons deep inside the Holy Ruins, everyone will end up there."

"... pitiful talk, but I tried to cross my sword. Okay, but I'm not going to be able to defeat you. So you're asking Sagara Crohiko, who you feel is a possibility, as a saint tree man, to take him down?

"I don't care how you interpret it around there. However, even if we settle with ourselves one day, Sagara will have to" eat "ourselves before we do."

"'Eat'?

"Therefore, you can't kill yourself here. Death is in your possession. Nevertheless, thanks to the brilliant lighting, it was more soothing. It was a subtle place to be patient for how long... but I didn't expect to be calmed down while I was in the king's capital."

Sochute finally delivers his sword to the sheath.

"I guess you're lucky you missed this place and should take it that way... most importantly, you haven't done everything you can yet... right?

Hibigami smiled and responded to it.

"But it's Sogt Sigmsos, isn't it? I'm the second strongest man I've ever met. Honestly, I had no idea I was such a user. Well, I exclude people like Lokia and Varaga who never show the bottom of their power... but if the rumors are credible, maybe we should still try to match them directly, both around Louvel Argan's" Armored Ghost "and the Empire's" Martial God "" "

"... You just said second. Interest-based, may I ask the name of the best?

"Kaka... the best man, to tell you the truth, doesn't know the exact strength. Or if I could add up the power of Leviataine, I could have won. No, but I don't know... I can't even measure the strength of that man."

"That's a very vague way of putting it. The man, is he still alive?

"No, he's dead"

"... right"

"My name is, for sure..."

Hibigami placed his palms on the patterned head of the sword.

"Beshgham Anglen"

Saying so, he turned his heel back, and Hibigami walked out into the darkness.

There is no sign that the Sochutes are coming after us.

You seem to understand perfectly well that there is no point or value in following you here.

Preferred man, Hibigami thought.

If Sagara Crohiko hadn't defeated herself, he would have chosen her as her next opponent.

"Nevertheless, the Sagara one"

Hibigami looked up at the sky as he walked down the back alley of the quiet king's capital.

"I didn't expect to defeat even that noise to the Four Homicides. But..."

Hibigami shrugged, not to anyone, looking up at the still dark sky showing signs of white.

"That man Sagara knocked down...... it's still something I wanted to try to die for once"

And Hibigami disappeared from the king's capital before the dawn of night.