The powerful cannon with a power greater than that of a missile shot at Natsume, which was inserted between the two.

White streamers streaked across the sky, and explosions that tore through the air continued to roar.

The space around him seemed to shake, and Natsume only felt the temperature in front of him suddenly rise, his skin burned, and his clothes curled.

I didn't think much about it, but in terms of the results, I think it can make a difference.

Natsume's actions attract the attention of the witch, and he passes through the gap as he descends diagonally towards the Tsuru, intending to push away the witch who is sitting on the Iron Giant's shoulders so that she can be prevented from being shelled.

However, the latter's actions were also quite fast, and the moment he noticed Natsume's figure, he struck Natsume and the Strike Cannon with a steel right fist in the form of a strike cannon.

I'm going to be killed!

Maybe it was instinct, Natsume closed his eyes and curled up slightly, and his whole person trembled.

His mission will end here, so what about the strategy of the elven witch? Who can understand what exactly she is seeking.

It's not arrogant, it's not boasting, but Natsume just thinks he can understand the witch.

Even so, as an ordinary person at this moment, he can't find any way to solve the current situation, even if he just saved him, it is impossible for him to catch up at present.

It's dead.

It's over.

It's over.

This is the end of Natsume's story, then. Let's take a look at the next story.

It would be a boring, boring, and meaningless story.

———— is the way it should be.

Holding her head, Natsume prepares to withstand the impact of death. However, he found that his surroundings had become dark, of course, not because there was no sunlight at all, but because there was a little golden light projected through the cracks.

Natsume was puzzled, facing this steel wall, not knowing what to do and answer.

Saved? The strong tremor just now was indeed around him, and the storm of explosions should be able to hit him. However, there was no wound at the moment.

Touching up and down with his hand, Natsume realized that he was not missing anything. Rather, it was intact and uninjured.

This is certainly not a miracle, judging by the surrounding situation, Natsume can still hear the explosion coming from outside.

It seems that there are constantly missiles hitting here. But they were all stopped on the way. A self-detonation occurred.

Stretching out his hand and touching the steel wall in front of him, the cold touch makes people feel a little familiar, and at the same time, a little unfamiliar.

Suddenly, Natsume, who wanted to stand up, noticed that the gap in the beam in front of him had widened, and a large amount of sunlight and warm air had been used in it.

Looking out, it was 100 meters in the air. Below, ruined streets and dilapidated apartments look as if they had been hit by a volcanic eruption. Everything was in tatters.

There was still steel underfoot, but you could see the connections and the splintered armor, which were-

"The Iron Giant's palm?"

Five large iron fingers were at Natsume's feet, forming a platform for him to stand on, making Natsume feel very powerful.

With an invisible barrier force field on his side, the AST combatants' attacks were completely ineffective.

The communicator seems to have lost its function, probably due to the effect of this barrier.

Raising her head, the girl with a puzzled face, no, it was a witch with some angry elves staring at Natsume.

Her long, unforgettable green hair and amber eyes are fresh in her mind.

Although there may be something wrong with the memory, the whole person exudes the atmosphere of not being easy to approach people and being far away.

I want to speak, but Natsume always slows down.

The elven witch who created the barrier, C.C. retorted to Natsume.

No, in fact, Natsume couldn't have imagined that this witch would refute herself, but she couldn't understand that the witch would care about her words, so Natsume was shocked at that moment.

The idea that the witch's words seem to have magical powers is a bit silly, but it's not bad to understand.

The elven witch said so, wrong, and so refuted.

"I'm not stupid."

Like a child, express disapproval and opposition to the person who insults you, wanting to prove that you are not.

Natsume didn't know how to answer for a while, and then, a noisy sound came from the earphones.

It's very indistinct, but not completely inaudible.

【Favorability...... Lower...... Hoist...... Velocity. 】

In general, I need to improve my favorability that has decreased, but Natsume doesn't know how to make the witch in front of him happy.

Elves are different from girls in GAL games.,People have absolute conditions to trigger events.,But do elves have it? No, there won't be.

However, what must be done at this moment is to try to keep the conversation going.

"Yes, yes?"

"Of course, you just said I'm stupid, what do you mean by that? Think I don't understand? Human language is complex, but easy to understand, so is it a desire to find faults? ”

"No, no, it's not, the reason why I say that is to make you notice that the attack just now is very dangerous."

"Danger? That's for a human like you, a cannon attack is just a momentary defense, and the gap in the barrier is deliberate......"

"For what?"

"Show the gap in strength, let this group of people retreat, I don't want to defeat this simple weakling."

So.

The witch asked again.

"Are you strong?"

“…………”

"Answer immediately."

The witch let the shoulder of the Iron Giant beside her bounce off the barrel, and the black hole aimed at Natsume's forehead.

"I'm strong! Super strong! ”

"Oh? Fighting, permission? ”

"You're mistaken, when I say strong, I mean 'play GAL!'."

"GAL games?"

The witch tilted her head, feeling good about Natsume's words.

Anyway, she can talk as much as she can, and she's forgotten a lot about the past, Natsume continues the topic with a little self-defeating thoughts.

"Yes, GAL games are among humans, but they are super popular games with a certain status, and it is said that after passing 10,000 such games, you can summon a dragon to make a wish!"

"Make a wish?!"

The witch was surprised.

"That's it, how's that? Do you want to compete with me, the strongest GAL player in the human race, if you lose, I will admit that you are not stupid, and at the same time, you can dispose of me at will, if I win, you have to let me deal with it, how about it? ”

"Hmph."

Natsume snorted when he saw her, and continued

"I'm not going to lose."

"So, the game is set up."

The GAL game match with the elf witch has been decided. (To be continued......)