Ahead through the 3D maze. Behind the Grand Hall, the final line of defense, is a large staircase leading to the top floor. The width of that staircase was about ten e-mails, and did it even roll something huge, and the corners of the stairs were all round and shredded?
Mira and the others had just gone up such a big staircase. In front of you, the open mouth corridor stretches far and deepest, and the bonfires dotted there illuminate the space as inviting, repeatedly expanding and contracting as if to breathe.
"I don't want to go up the stairs for a while."
Aaron looked back in a breath and looked down at the large hall, which looked far downstairs. Did you enjoy the large staircase leading from the 3D maze, and Sasori and Snake also agree silently while sitting back to back?
Speaking of Mira, she was even more polished to make things easier. When Holly Knight had his big shield set horizontally, he sat there, until he fell asleep. Therefore, there is no physical fatigue at all.
"It's convenient to be a servant magician."
Mira descends freshly from the White Knight into view, and Fu and Aaron are so blurred. Then the snake reacted violently to the words.
"That perception is a mistake. Mana is a place where there are no demons."
The snake stares at Aaron with a sharp gaze that shoots through him. As I said, since the Golem disappeared due to the passage of time, the snake has never been rebuilt again. In contrast, when Mira summoned Dark Knight and Holly Knight, she was insensitive in terms of mana consumption to the point where she had indulged in the comfort of the ride and then decided to take the White Knight shield to the privileged seat. That is because it has the basis that it has enormous mana, and at the same time its recovery is so high that it is not an ordinary person's ratio.
"Oh, you sure did. I didn't care at all because I used it as a matter of course... is the amount of mana left over from the lady okay?
Despite not exercising much, Aaron frowns as he sees Mira unwrapping herself by stretching like a worker after a job.
"She's special"
That said, the snake's eyes directed at Mira were interspersed with colours of envy.
"Ho, are boulders like disciples of the wise?"
Aaron looked at the girl moisturizing her throat with a mixed berry ole, like an old man sipping tea on the edge, as impressed as she remembered Mira's title.
"No?"
Mira, who was weak, caught sight of the blue light that glistened to her way forward, frowned and stepped out wondering what that was.
shortly thereafter. A roar as if it were coming in from the back of his belly pushed him more forward, and the hallway trembled into small pieces as he responded without waiting for time.
"What's that sound?"
Aaron stands up without getting in his hair and is alert. Razors and snakes also react quickly, looking sharply at the tip of the sound.
"There must be no demons ahead"
At the end of the hallway is the deepest part of the castle fortress of the balance, which, as the snake says, is the floor from which demons do not emerge. Mira and Aaron remembered that too, but the sound definitely rang from there.
As the four of them focused their attention, the blue light swelled up again so that they could play. Then again, the roar and vibration quickly approached and ran through.
"That's a blast. Is that due to surgery?
"I could confirm the remnants of the magic. I'm pretty sure it's in surgery."
A snake nods and answers when Aaron, who has seen the light, groans as he asks.
"That means someone's here, right? Could it be that Chimera got you ahead of me!?"
Sasori repeated her footsteps and stares forward in a way that is likely to pop out now. We got here as fast as we could, but there was certainly a fear that Chimera Clozen was getting the offense done sooner than that. It is an inconvenient encounter where everything turns backwards.
But now there was also a slightly puzzling situation.
"Maybe. But what are they fighting against?
The light the four saw is definitely due to combat. But beyond that, demons do not appear. Then what is it that you are fighting?
"Let's go!
Sasori rushed out first, unable to stay or stand. It follows right after the snake to chase it.
Aaron also quickly checks the items in his hand before breathing heavily and deeply and running out. His eyes filled with fighting spirit were sharp and he looked further back at the sasoris going ahead.
"It would be nice to be able to target even the fisherman's interests."
When Mira repatriated the White Knight, she rushed through the universe not to make footsteps, instantly overtaking Aaron.
By the wide open gate, to the right of the penetration of the hallway. The look on the face of the sasori and snake as he leaned there and watched what was going on inside was obviously puzzling and stained. Mira peeks softly into the deepest part of her face as she positions herself to stick behind those two.
The indoors were flooded as if a one-off rain had passed. Contrary to that, a quietly burning blue flame creeping around the ground, making a chilling noise about whether it's scorching something.
(What is this...?)
Having seen the sight, Mira complains with her eyes open and her mouth tied to a single letter, just like the two of them.
"What the hell is going on..."
Aaron, who caught up with him, also checked the situation and exposed the upset.
The deepest part of the castle fortress of the balance. The presence of five men was confirmed in that room, which was once used as an operating room. But Mira and the others look out for the same person.
Only one man stood in the shaky blue sea of light. He has a long skinny body, wrapped in a red and purple long coat with a distinctive pattern, a sharp fine sword on his left hand and a crossbow on his right. The grey eyes narrowed thinly behind the silver edge glasses, quietly looking down at something lying at his feet.
"Broken?"
The five men's outfits are scattered, and at first glance we see nothing in common. But if I dare to mention it, a crossbow arrow pierced somewhere in my body, and a scorch mark still smoking, whether it had been burned with flames, was common to the four men who lay low on the ground.
Did they even handle each other with chimeric closens, and shortly after I thought so with no one, the lightweight man lying up woke up its upper body and attacked it from behind the man in the long coat with a foothold to relax.
Even though it's handy, it's as agile as a comma feed. And in the hand of the lightly dressed man, a familiar black dagger was held.
The dagger was protruded from a complete blind spot onto the back of a man in a long coat, yes. At the moment everyone thought, when the figure of a man in a long coat left a phantom and scratched off, a man in light clothes danced into the universe in an unnatural position with the dull sound of something crushing.
When that happens, there's no more fighting a lightweight man. With a fine sword, he pierces his chest and blooms with fresh blood, and the fallen red Shizuku also disappears without any trace of life, being burned by the blue sea.
As the smell of iron and ash stood up creeping into his nostrils, a man in a long coat pulled out a fine sword with a pale hand, throwing his gaze somewhere far away without even paying attention to the splash that erupts from it. The expression was as shady as a crescent moon and as cold as an ice statue.
A man's wreck falls to the ground and a tease and a black dagger rolls. Then the eyes of the man in the long coat who saw it were dyed with a color of passion as soon as possible. Unlike the flat appearance until then, the man in the long coat shakes up his leg over and over again, stomping and smashing his dagger too rough and black.
But the change was momentary, and the man in the long coat, who froze his expression again as if his emotions had disappeared, began to poke around with a fine sword the body rolling around to make sure he was dead.
"That tattoo, the people of the sky"
When the man in the long coat turned around, a snake with a unique design applied to his back lowered his voice.
"Why would a man like that..."
Aaron sounded familiar with the word "people of the sky." Immediately after frowning over why it's here, I realize why. That's supremely simple. It's a purpose similar to ours. But one thing is definitely different. Live or kill.
With a harsh look driven by impatience, Aaron confirms the body rolling indoors. That's when I got my eye on the man in the long coat looking straight at the line.
"Are you one of these guys?
With a pale but slightly angry voice, the long-clothed man turns the crossbow in his hand towards Mira and the others.
"No, it's not. Don't intimidate me like that. We're not enemies."
That said, when Aaron shows his whole body in front of a man in long clothes, he delivers the weapon in his hand in a slow, revealing motion. Following that, the sasori and the snake also revealed themselves, appealing that there was no hostility.
(Empty people... What was that? I think I heard it somewhere.)
Although I only remember the words, I can't remember what that meant. But there was no doubt that it had to do with the identity of the man in the long coat, and I could see that Aaron and the others were not hostile from their actions, so Mira followed behind the three sneaks a little late.
The man in the long coat stares at the four men who appear from the entrance as he probes with frozen eyes and tries to identify some kind of judgment material.
"Apparently, it doesn't mean he's just an adventurer... who is it?"
He seems to have loosened his guard slightly to see if he felt anything, and the long-clothed man deflects the tip of the crossbow to the ceiling as he says. But the fine sword remains gripped and the minimal structure has not been solved. So Aaron takes a step further, looks lightly indoors, and then points his opponent's fingertips at the body lying beside the man in the long coat.
"They're from Chimera. Didn't I?"
"... oh yeah"
When the man in the long coat lowers his gaze slightly, he glances at the side of the man who is desperate in the bloodbath. And he answered the expression, dyeing it with a color that crossed resentment, hatred, anger, and obvious negative emotions, and throwing it away with an eye full of scorn.
(Again, yeah)
I don't give it to the expression, but Aaron is greatly discouraged when he hears the words. Because the target chimeric closen made it impossible to carry out the mission at this time.
"You were talking about someone. We're here to tie them up. If you say so, you'll see."
Aaron, not trying to hide his frustrating emotions, sighs and says, is an inner fool to keep only one person alive.
Intervention of uncertain elements is not unexpected. The face of the opponent, and the fact that he is an empty people, can also deduce the reason for the current situation. But the importance of this mission was not an exaggeration, even if it was the highest in history. Aaron's attitude won't be impossible either.
But the man in the long coat doesn't have a bare temper to care about Aaron as he stands, he just thinks a little bit.
"... right, the Fifty Bells League"
That's what the man in the long coat said when he came to think of the four qualities, and put the fine sword he had erected in his sheath and lifted his guard.
The means are different, the purpose is the same. The Man in Long Clothes and the Fifty Bells League had such a relationship.
Aaron steps into the room after making sure the intimidation that had been released from the man in the long coat disappeared, and the sasori and snake follow suit.
(What a spectacle...)
Bleeding from all over her body, Mira distorted her expression and deflected her face as soon as she saw the body of Chimera Clozen, desperate with a burnt-out, distressed look. From the time I decided to fight Chimera Clozen, it was Mira who thought that I would sometimes see a person's body, but I couldn't help but think that his best hand would be this miserable situation.
"Well, then, our mission has failed."
Aaron looks around lightly at the four thoroughly destroyed bodies in case he even tries to prune them before staring at the long-clothed man in a sigh.
"I'm sorry I did that."
That being said, it didn't look bad, and the man in the long coat made a mistake with the four of them and walked out to the exit.
"Oh, I apologize for one thing, but I'll give you the information I got from those scraps"
Around past the exit of the room, he stops and a man in a long coat with his back turned speaks words.
"St. Polly Trading Countries. Looks like there's a base somewhere there."
To put it that way, the man in the long coat left scratching away without a sound. All that remained was whisper-like air disturbance. But Mira felt a sad voice echoing in the breeze of a little dance.
"Somewhere, that's a lot of information. Well, better than nothing."
When Aaron shakes his clothes with no choice, he takes a piece of paper out of his pocket and fills in the resulting information.
"If I could have caught him alive, I'd have found a detailed location, too, hey."
Sasori looked around at the current situation and then groaned with a toned down voice, kneeling beside the rolling corpse beside her.
"I can't go home like this, so see if there's anything else left."
"Well, it's in terrible shape, but if you look for it, you might find something."
Having missed the piece of paper, Aaron began to examine the near-field body, agreeing so.
"I'll look in the back"
The snake, who decided that the autopsy was enough for both of us, said so and walked out further back of the room, toward the one with the command room.
"I can help you too."
Interrupted Mira chased the snake early, and overtook it, jumping into the command room with us first. Corpse exams and home investigations. If he asks which one, the answer would be the latter unless he likes the rest of the stuff.
In the centre of the command room, a large stone table is set, surrounded by the wreckage of a chair that broke it down. Behind it, in the place where the Spirit King was supposedly in command, there was a row of columns lined with countless holes. It looked like a cage at first glance.
(Now, did you leave the hole empty? I thought the little sphere fitted in.)
Mira finds herself so uncomfortable staring at the pillars behind the command room. It's not that much of a place to run errands, and I've been here about two or three times in the game age, and I don't remember Mira until the details. Nevertheless, it will be clear that the pillars that can be laid there are part of a device that suppresses the influence of the Spirit King.
The snake also naturally heads to the column in a straight line and begins to examine the incredible prints engraved there and the empty holes.
Mira was also circling around the pillars, trying to remember when she had come before. At that time, Mira remembers her earlier concerns.
"By the way, it sounds familiar, but I can't think of anything. What was it about the people of the sky?
Mira asked as she stopped and fingered the tip of her jaw. Then the snake, who was peering into the hole sticking in the column, looked back so that when she stopped that hand she could play, and ran over to Mira's eyes.
"The people of the sky are one of the few tribes of the Spirit Faith, known as Fifth Anima. It is common to all tribes to worship the Spirit as God. The Fifth Anima clan, however, live together with the Advanced Spirit as their chief. And the people of the earth, and the people of the sea, and the people of the fire, and the people of the moon.
Apart from the answer to the question, the snake just tells us that it's here. And that information vividly awakened the memory of Mira, who had Kasumi.
"Fifth Anima! Oh, my God. Oh, my God. I can finally remember. So the chimeras are not like that."
In the age of the game, there was a quest to fight the tribe of the Spirit Faith. But only the largest faction clan appeared there. The name of the Fifth Anima clan, or even the people of the sky, was only spoken of at that time with such information that it appeared that there were also such people.
Mira remembers the confident face of a strange friend who was digging around all those fine settings. The word "people of the sky" was also heard by his friends.
At the same time, Mira is convinced of the tragedy she saw earlier.
"For them, the deeds of Chimera Clozen are the greatest evil. So I don't have a choice but to die."
The snake glances down in a grumpy manner because he regrets not being able to capture him.
"It's not a radical idea. Besides, if it's as hands-on as we can do it, it's bad for us."
The condition of the previous room passes the back of the brain, Mira flattering her expression. Four of the chimeric closens, buried at the hands of a man in long clothes, have not yet been found to be executives, but they still have the strength to reach the top floor of the castle fortress of the balance. The arm, which dealt with it four people and repudiated it without any noticeable trauma, would have been overwhelming.
The snake also nods to agree with it, then thinks a little and opens his mouth.
"But just a little mystery. An earlier man, there was a cleric's crest on his cheek. But this is unnatural. Biocide is contraindicated for Fifth Anima clerics. That and Fifth Anima should have a group of specializing in cutting off those who violate order, sinners. That thing I just saw was supposed to be its sinful role"
A cleric makes contraindications. In the world of faith, its gravity is immeasurable. If it is certain that the snake saw it, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the man in the long coat is guilty of the equivalent of chimeric closen.
"Hmmm... I wonder if there's something I need to accomplish that much"
"Maybe. But there's nothing we can do about it."
"Yeah, bye."
The man in the long coat had seeped his apparent aversion to chimeric closen from his entire body. Having seen the appearance, Mira had a glimpse of another emotion, somewhere, different from the faith heart.
That's how the conversation ends with silence and a mindset, and the two begin to split up again to explore the command room.
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