ps: The author who is lying in bed without love: Is this the end of the multi-opening・・・・・・・

"How's it going, witnessing the birth of the seventh king?" asked Clyde, looking at Erica. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Who the hell are you ・・・・・?"

"We?ha~~~!We're just saviors of interest~!" Clyde laughed.

Bang!!

"Please answer carefully!" Erika immediately snapped up when she heard this.

"・・・・・・・・・" Clyde's smile narrowed when he saw this, "You really want to know?"

"Of course, you can even count the birth of the king, and it feels like you are manipulating all this・・・・・・・・" Erica said with an ugly face.

"I'm manipulating?hahaha~!It's funny, why should I manipulate the birth of the Godslayer?" Clyde asked rhetorically.

"This ・・・・・・・"

"Then I would like to ask, would you like to see the reality of this world?" Clyde held out his hand and extended an invitation to Erica.

Syllable!

"Although I have always been like an Akalin who has no sense of existence, but ・・・・・・・Clyde, if there are more girls around you, I guess one day, I will really be able to use a knife for you!" Gaia said with a smile as he patted Clyde's head.

"Uh-" Clyde heard the black lines on his head, which he didn't mean.

"・・・・・・・・ "knew Clyde's nature, Lulutia, they didn't say a word, and they knew very well that Clyde was not an abusive person, but it was clear that -

The ever-increasing number of rivals still makes them feel very uncomfortable!

"Why is this happening・・・・・・・ Although she didn't agree, Erica knew.

She couldn't seem to leave・・・・・・・・

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"What should you do?"

"We'll bring those guys back. Put the helicopter on standby, and if possible, come to the rescue!"

"Those idiots, just leave them alone!"

Kuribayashi roared in response.

"Of course you can't do that. Didn't Captain Itami say that we are the Self-Defense Forces that are loved by the people? ”

Tomita blinked with a smile and gently stroked the head of the girl Kuritayashi was holding.

The large helicopter carrying Kuribayashi began to leave the ground, and Tomita, who looked up at it, smiled and gave a reassuring expression.

"No more. So impressed. ”

Kuribayashi muttered quietly, his cheeks flushed, and he stared at Tomita's back as he rushed to the front.

"Yay. The walls were full of cracks, and I couldn't get enough of them. This way, you can see the outside even if you close the door. ”

Furumurazaki opened the door of the hut on the edge of the village and peeked inside.

Although this hut has a shoddy feel to the workmanship, it seems that to ensure its durability, there are many columns.

The winged woman resembling a resident fell to the ground in a raped posture. It's incredible that there are such beautiful women among these pioneers, but this may also detonate the attackers' **.

Beside her, a young man seemed to want to protect her, and fell to the ground with a sword stuck in his abdomen.

But Furumurazaki is dismissive of the origins and lives of these two. He shouted to the photographer,

"That's it, Fukushima. Shoot from here!"

"Ah, not here. Mr. Furumurasaki, it's too dangerous here. Wild animals are sensitive to the smell of corpses and will be spotted by them. ”

"It's fine. There are corpses like this all around. They can't detect the stench mixed together!"

Furumurazaki was very excited. Looking at his irrational eyes, the photographer and the person in charge of sound involuntarily backed away. But they couldn't escape even if they wanted to, and as if announcing that the time had come, Chinook flew over their heads.

In addition, the monster group with the black demon dog as the main force quickly approached here. So far, the only way to do this is to hide in this half-broken hut to avoid the enemy, as Furumurasaki said.

The photographer and the others, as well as the self-defense officers such as Nishina who had arrived, rushed into the hut and closed the door.

Immediately afterward, there was the startling sound of a large dog slamming on the door. The beast's rough breathing and the sound of the door scratching at the door made them feel a deep sense of fear, and what kind of danger they had found themselves.

"What are you doing!

Following Furumurasaki's instructions, everyone began to pile up barricades in front of the door.

"Put big furniture down at the barricades, put the bed upside down to increase the ground area, use the pillars to insert the support in!"

"Mr. Furu, Mr. Furumurasaki, you are really very experienced. ”

Putting the microphone aside, Matsuzaki of the material group asked as he piled up the barricades.

"Don't underestimate those of us who fought the Civil War era...... I'm a combat expert who fights each other with an iron pipe and a chain! Bring that wood and stuff it inside!"

Everyone stacked the furniture one by one and piled it up at the door to form a barricade.

Hovering over his head, Chinook launched a fierce attack on the ground. Even if it's not at all, Kuribayashi is doing his best to destroy the monsters.

But this won't work for large ogres in heavy armor. They bounced bullets flying everywhere, wielded pillar-like clubs, and ravaged uninhabited houses, destroying them.

There are also ogres who seem to want to shoot down Chinook in the air, throwing sticks indiscriminately.

Although it missed, it was felt that once it hits, it may be shot down with one blow, so just looking at this scene makes me break out in a cold sweat.

Photographing such a scene, Furumurazaki and photographer Fukushima were overjoyed.

"Great, great! Look at the amazing power! The Pulitzer Prize must be fine!"

"This—these guys are so abnormal. ”

Tomita, who was sitting on the ground, looked at Furumurasaki and muttered in a low voice.

Although he is also running on the battlefield and is not a normal person, Tomita finds that the existence of journalists is even better.

Even though they flew in helicopters, they did not warn or help people who were about to be killed or engulfed by danger due to the disaster, but simply watched and filmed them in the name of news reports. They can't learn what they do as a means of making a living if they are not cold-blooded to a considerable extent.

A journalist is the kind of person who wouldn't do anything to get the pilot to lower his altitude and warn the truck that is going straight for danger in order to photograph the moment when the truck is engulfed in danger.

Suddenly, Nishina and the others "Hey, hey, Tomita" poked him in the shoulder.

What's wrong?Tomita looked back, and Lu Cao, who was waiting for Nishina, pointed to the winged woman who was lying to the side and said, "Look at her." ”

"This, this, isn't this Miss Tivor?"

Hearing a familiar name from the Captain of the Eastern Continent, "Huh?" Tomita leaned over to take a closer look at the woman's face.

She predicted the earthquake, and then began to make a serious living as a pioneer and left the winged woman Tivol in the black streets of the imperial capital with her lover.

Tomita gently patted her cheek, which was still warm and not yet cold.

Is it dead or alive?

"Ahem!"

Faintly albeit faintly, Tivor reacted.

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There is no love in the eyes

Desperate eyes

I feel like I'm a wasted author.