What's the matter, can't you sleep?

Then listen to grandpa. Grandpa, my words are stinky and long, so I think I'll want to sleep soon.

I'll tell you the story of the Astrology Brigade.

Ah, yes, yes. The previous name was this. But it's the same thing as it is now. That's right. It's like you're a little ghost, but you want to do your part to help others. It's a magic association of the cross sect.,Accept other people's inquiries everywhere.,Secretly use magic according to the situation.。 That's the kind of group.

And it's true that we used to get a lot of commissions, and people relied on us a lot. Sometimes there are so many people asking us that we can't even gather in one place. Grandpa, we spent several years traveling all over Russia. However, I didn't expect trouble to be everywhere.

We're being targeted by troublemakers.

No, no, no, let me make it clear that not all Russian religions are bad people. But those fools turned Russia into a cult department, completely their own private property. As a result, we were chased by a professional fighting group.

What's the name of that idiot?

What are they trying to do with us, you ask?

You can't tell a child about this, after all, it's the dark side of a country. It's easy to tell you, but in this way, they won't even let go of the children. That's not anything to brag about at all.

In short, the Russian pursuers were very terrible. Those people were originally formed to fight ghosts or goblins that did not belong to the human category, and formed a group of monsters. For us, who are in the business of "helping others", we are no match for them at all. The difference between the two sides is too great.

So, we fled abroad. The great luck in the misfortune is that those guys are Russian converts. In other words, as long as you flee outside the borders of Russia, you will be saved. I hope this kind of thing is really wonderful. As long as there is a life-saving straw, people will grab it no matter what.

However, it was a hell of minus 50 degrees Celsius. There are still dozens of kilometers from the border. Oh, that's hard. How to say it... It wasn't a pain anymore, just the feeling of heaviness in your feet. In this condition, it is a continuous hike. Whether it's an old man like Grandpa or a child younger than you, everyone is the same. You were still in your mother's womb then. Your mother's strength will be so great, it should have been cultivated at that time.

Do you think that in such a situation, will the pursuers of the Russian religion also be unable to move?

Wrong. Those guys were trained to move in that permafrost, and they were real experts. They move like machines or dolls. Not only are the soldiers first-class, but the equipment is also first-class. Those guys used horses made of metal. It was an eight-legged horse. By the way, it seems to be called "Sleipnir" (Note: Sleipnir, originally referring to the mount of the main god Odin in Norse mythology, a god steed with eight legs. Spiritual costumes.

The difference in the speed of our conversion with that of Russia can be said to be clear at a glance.

Blurred by the blizzard, the border can already be seen. But we know very well that before we get there, we will be caught by the pursuers of the Russian Chengtun. Hope that can be seen but cannot be reached. Gradually, he approached step by step from behind, but there was no trace of the pursuers. Of course, I would think that I had to give up. Rather than making useless efforts, it is easier to bend your knees and surrender. But we can't. Since you see the hope of the border in front of you, how can you be willing to give up?

Well?

What happened to me, you ask?

Well, of course, I managed to escape. Otherwise, Grandpa and I wouldn't be here, and you wouldn't have been born. What the hell don't you understand?

That's right.

You are asking how to escape from the elite soldiers of the Russian Sect?

The answer is simple.

Because "that man" appeared before us.

William Orville.

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I've definitely been a sin lately.

The teenager who had just been discharged from the hospital thought so while walking in the city at night.

In the underground streets, which were completely covered in blue lights, the boy walked slowly. Unlike other roads, the road landscape here is deliberately created by calculation, and the uniform night view is a bit boring to look at just one place, but it is still beautiful when viewed from the top of the whole.

The boy stepped onto the iron bridge.

The overall length of the iron bridge is about 50 meters.

Although the scale is not large, it is still very emotional to think that the entire river was created by hand.

The basic color of the iron bridge is still blue, which is also part of the lighting.

The boy pondered aimlessly, and continued to walk in the silent night.

Very quiet night.

Too quiet night.

Not a single one.

Except for the teenagers, there was no one.

And that's not all—he hasn't seen anyone until now.

The boy looked up at the electronic clock displayed on the screen.

- Ten o'clock in the evening

Night Tours are a natural time to have fun playing.

He believes that the people of this city are not yet healthy enough.

“…… Well, as before. Now it's time for the cool debut......"

But no. The enemy came from the front in an ordinary way.

Just like that - the darkness was wiped out.

The light source that obliterates it is just a faint illumination. There was no additional glare that would wipe out the entire night. It was just the man approaching from the faint depths. Even so, it felt like the darkness had been lifted away from the man.

Coffee-colored hair, and three-dimensional facial features carved in stone. The clothes are like a golf shirt in blue tones. Although the body looks very strong, it is not the feeling of a bodybuilder, but the body of a soldier after a bloody battlefield.

“…… Who?"

"Water in the rear. I should have reported my name before. ”

"I know, I said the question because I wanted to know what your real name was—can you say it if you don't mind?"

"I'm sorry, no comment. ”

"Really......"

The two of them were wordless at each other.

A knife emerged from the boy's hand. Slender with a slightly curved blade - a standard Japanese sword. Although he can conjure up other styles, personally, he thinks this is the most handsome.

On the contrary, the sailors in the rear did not have weapons that looked like weapons, nor did they seem to be hidden in their clothes. The golf-like garment wraps around the sturdy body, and there should be no room for these things.

That is to say - the teenager looked at each other's shadows.

Boom! Like a giant killer whale jumping out of the sea, huge pieces of metal flew out of the shadows. The object, which is more than five meters long, actually resembles the gun used by a knight on a horse, but it is not.

It's like a parasol skeleton made up of building steel.

It was a metal stick that killed the enemy by its weight.

"I'm curious what kind of mentality you have to use this guy's ...... on someone who has just been discharged from the hospital."

"In order to get you to the hospital again. ”

"I didn't expect you to have a good sense of humor...... I can't make my client laugh though. ”

The teenager was a bit stressed. But even so, he set up the knife.

He had a reason to fight.

"So, let's get started. ”

"Wait, I have a couple of questions before I start. ”

Say. ”

"Is it 'you' who did all that things in Avignon?"

"Yes. ”

"I see. ”

The two looked at each other fiercely from the front.

Take this as a signal.

Blow the entire underground mall into the air, and the battle begins.