Chapter 365 (2/2)

“… ask me, it”

“I left it”

Kyle leaving the house without saying.

Hakuryu silently looks at the fire with her back in sight

“……Hmm”

For the time being, sit in the chair and watch the fire.

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Even the remnants of the sign that had been known from the surroundings had disappeared. There is no one way, no way. Only the man of the clown stands in front. Put a sword on the hips, and you are jealous like a sway and a ghost.

“… It is impossible or unreasonable … I should have escaped.”

“……”

The time is frozen. Don’t let it go as if your feet were sewn to the ground. Something good that lurks inside the clown. It is horrible to freeze anything else that freezes.

“Al?”

“… aa … aa”

The shivering boy sees something in that frozen thing. His expressions of fear, confusion and shrinking have no usual effect. Seeing such a figure, Mira laughed.

“Let’s make a hot face”

It’s really scary even Mira. The difference in power before you can use a sword. I feel the isolated strength that I have never felt from my father. You are not an enemy now. My heart is screaming.

“No, no, no, no, no, no.”

“But I can not go ahead without defeating that”

“Let’s run away. We should run away.”

“If you run away, you will come to a boy. Do you have to fight with the previous group, or do it now, or is it the difference? You just can’t get away, so you just break through the front.”

I can not escape after all. That’s what Alfred understands best. Still, he was afraid of a monster in front of him so that the weak sound dropped. I know in the atmosphere that spills from the body.

The true nature of the clown in front of you

“Only you are”

“Have you left? That’s a joke. If you leave it, your awakening will be worse if you die.”

Mira looks at Alfred and bites.

“in addition?”

Looking at Alfred’s silly face (Himeiko, after all), Mira thinks. Since I first met this guy, I thought that I had to protect it because it was a poor one. It’s a good time to fight against yourself. It’s sloppy, and he’s always on the rise. So that’s good.

Because there is such a loose, I laugh and hold a sword, because I can enjoy playing every day.

“I’m a genius, yeah!”

Of course, I do not understand clowns well. Whether it’s a king or a queen, nobles, citizens, slaves, and so on, whoever will receive such toys. Even if you lose the genius yourself, it will be fun, many times, only the single existence that is competing-

No run. So this acceleration may not have been the idea of ​​clowning either. It was obvious that the response was too late. It accelerates gently and narrows the distance in the blink of an eye.

(……this is)

Soft and strong. It inherits the good point of the parents.

A sword technique using twisting and flexibility of the body. Destructive power born from there is equal to male power. If the servant had combined the strength of a woman, for example, “white bear” survia-its destructive power would be unimaginable.

Heavy metal sounds. It is not once or twice. All the swords we hit in a row become a powerful sword that is made into a soft body, and it approaches to a form.

Soft, intense, high rotation. There is not such a bad deal for the recipient. Engage the sword, and release from the twist gives power to the sword.

“You’re strong! But I’m still aggar!”

Glossy, gracefully, beautifully, brilliantly, reminiscent of a beautiful, black-haired black cat. However, their fangs and claws are the kind of ghost cats in comparison with the forceps.

(A talent is a consignment, and both)

Masks come true. The bottom also smiles. The smile does not reach the target, but the image of the late friend is still so clear. It will be no surprise that a smile spills out. It is also a mask for that.

(I would like to play a little more … but because Bad Son is on hold)

The clown erases the smile under the mask. The result of Kyle’s education, the rough stone in front is still unfinished. The world can not be left alone if it is polished. So I’m keeping it as low as possible. I understand the idea. I can agree as a parent. But-

(As a result, she ends up asking for power.)

Mira is definitely strong. Even now, it is getting stronger at an accelerating pace. Taga which had been suppressed has been removed, and strength in line with the original talent has begun to emerge. Speed, power, battle sense, and anything that aims to be near the top of that ebony. While acknowledging being a woman, she aims at the heavens by drawing out the strengths that are only here. I have enough qualifications.

If only talented-

“……”

Mira was supposed to hit the sword with all her might. The response that I had been well before. There is no response to this move. It is sucked like a bottomless swamp. Power, speed, everything is envyed as you type.

“I’m sorry, Mirat! I’ll hit that sword-”

Alfred’s cry does not reach.

A light called Mira was absorbed into the sword of clown, and what remained was darkness, a light that only threatened one vertex, could not even be light illuminating the feet. The flipping world, the tower that extends to the bottom, and the man in that crest do not even reach a piece.

“Alfred, your weakness killed this girl”

It was too far, too far, and Mira was standing still. Nothing goes through. My best is not at all in the other party. In front of that feeling of despair, Mira stopped the sword.

“Don’t stop. The kid doesn’t matter.”

Alfred begging. However, clowning in a state of mind takes the stance of a rival.

“Stop and stop”

Seeing Alfred, who is likely to cry, Mira smiles regretfully.

“I’m sorry Al. I’m weak.”

“stop–”

A super fast dog ran past the girl’s body. Although I could not see well in the dark, I still saw the girl turning into a square shape and splashing a scarlet liquid in a slippery way. That’s enough, I understood more than enough.

Looking at a girl who falls down-

“Ah, ah, aa aa”

Fearing to my father, I could not do anything I can not forgive-

“Sub-sub sub-sub sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub-sub!

The boy was deceived because he could not forgive the important person. It was not until the birth that a clear murderous intent emerged. Even if you are a revered father, because you are a revered father, you can not forgive this outrage. The reason may be anything.

Because the fact that it has been taken for any reason does not change.

“I will kill you, my father!”

Alfred, who is fierce, turned his sword to his father. With the first murderous intent.