It was surrounded by armed men with modern weapons, and these guys did not dare to carelessly surround this pillar in a semi-circular posture.

And behind the stone pillar, Mikoto Misaka and the last work.

The surrounding lighting had been destroyed, and the silence in the dim dining room was the sound of the approaching footsteps of the armed men.

It won't be long before these guys surround this place and set it on fire in an instant...... It's not okay to sit still, Mikoto Misaka has her own plans.

Even if you don't know the number of people on the other side, there is no way, just launch a large-scale electric shock, and the electric shock will be delivered within a radius of 100 meters centered on the restaurant.

Kill these guys in an instant.

Although it may affect ordinary people, there is no way to do it. In addition, even if it is said to be a large-scale electric shock, the amount of electricity = current X voltage, so even if the current of a large-scale electric shock is high, if the voltage is appropriately drastically reduced, it will only have a corona effect.

Such a precise electric shock operation is something that only Mikoto Misaka can do in the entire city.

The next step is to raid the moment the other party appears.

Mikoto Misaka, who is nervous, feels that the structure of her brain is about to collapse.

Then, the unusual silence around made Mikoto Misaka feel the abnormal development of things.

Because, a minute has passed, and these armed men still have not come around.

The armed men who broke into this restaurant must have already mastered the location of me and the last work, and they also knew that we didn't have weapons in our hands...... Although I know that I am a capable person, I do not have a superpower status in my current position...... Guys armed to the face, couldn't be so vigilant about a schoolgirl and a little girl......

So...... Did something happen?

Maybe it's dangerous to move around without knowing the other party's location, but if you don't understand it well, then maybe the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will be lost, Mikoto Misaka's heart is entangled.

The final work stared at her frightened eyes and quietly grabbed Mikoto Misaka's coat.

Such a reliant expression brought Misaka back to normalcy, and she took a deep breath and patted the back of her hand, signaling him not to worry.

Thirty seconds have passed.

There was still silence.

Even the sound of approaching footsteps had disappeared.

Some are only the sound of the wind on a spring night.

Hold your breath and close your eyes. Maybe now is the opportunity.

Mikoto Misaka thought so.

However, at this moment, a man's voice came from the other end of the pillar.

"Bastards, don't be afraid, this king is here to greet you, so hurry up and thank Dade for coming out!"

Then the voice of an arrogant disgusting man.

Because Mikoto Misaka is in a position that is blocked by a pillar that acts as a shield, it is impossible to see the other person's face.

One thing is for sure, though, it must be an underbeaten face.

In addition, the man's voice did not seem to spread like a normal person, but was hollow as if it were coming from all directions.

Unable to judge the position of the other party.

Who the hell is this guy?

This guy acts differently than the armed men.

Although those armed men have been tracking Mikoto Misaka and them, they have tried not to attract attention from others, and tried to kill the target when they were silent.

That is, the minimum actions used are to reduce unnecessary actions.

But the man ignored that.

As soon as he appeared on the stage, he advertised his own existence, which was contrary to the purpose of the armed men's actions.

"Why don't you show up? …… That's why this king doesn't like the sneaky way of action of the mongrels like you! Don't worry, this king will not sneak attack, you don't deserve it at all. The man's voice grew impatient.

The other party's words have come to this, but Mikoto Misaka still feels that it will be dangerous to show up casually. Moreover, this guy who claims to be the "king" always makes Mikoto Misaka feel a sense of disobedience.

"Is it being afraid? Hahaha, but yes, the mongrels who are being chased by the lackeys must still have lingering palpitations...... However, there is still a lot of work to be done on this king's side, if you don't wait to be obedient......"

The man laughed unruly, not caring about Mikoto Misaka's vigilant vigilance, and didn't seem to look at the two behind the stone pillar at all.

"If you don't listen well...... You're going to be minced meat! ”

Surprise!

Mikoto Misaka grabbed the body of the final work and flew out in the direction of the bar.

Boom - the sound of popping echoed in the silent night.

Mikoto Misaka only knew that the golden light flashed, and then, the pillar that Misaka Mikoto used as a shield turned into powder in an instant.

The heavy attack made the building tremble.

Mikoto Misaka uses her body to protect the final work, and the electromagnetic barrier bounces away the falling steel stones.

The gaze quickly looked around the entire restaurant.

Then, she found out.

In the hall where there was no light source, there was a man standing at this moment with a golden light all over his body. The golden light, which was supposed to symbolize the sacred, somehow made Mikoto Misaka feel infinitely ugly.

It's not just the light, it's the man.

Wearing armor that doesn't belong to this era, and it's still golden like a local tyrant, and the hair is bad? Teenager-like erections. Although his facial features are handsome, his empty expression makes him look more rebellious.

Then, Mikoto Misaka noticed that the guy was holding a strange weapon in his hand.

Presumably a sword? Mikoto Misaka guessed.

No matter what the true face of this thing is, if it is hit, it will definitely not be as simple as pain. Compared to the group of guys with firearms in their hands and heavily armed, this is a trickier storage zài.

But just now this man called these armed men lackeys, so it should be a gang, right? But why, now those armed men are lying at his feet, and none of them are conscious.

The seamlessly armed, professionally trained men in black fell to the ground without Mikoto Misaka noticing......

This is the case......

Mikoto Misaka thought of the people in the restaurant......

"......Who the hell are you?"

Mikoto Misaka asked, her right hand protecting the final work behind her.

"There is no need for this king to want mongrels to report their own family, not to mention, this king's purpose is not to be a slut like you...... Still, you should feel honored. ”

The man in the golden armor grinned like a demon.

"Because you were given death by the hand of the king."