This will be a story that is not relevant to the moment, and it is what Natsume thinks about while moving at that high speed.

Everyone has a past, and even William Orville, the original master of this power, has an extraordinary past.

More than ten years before the story began, he supported the magic association "Astrology and Artificial Brigade" in western Russia that was hunted down by Russian adult troops, and defeated the elite Russian adult troops alone.

In order to prevent the atrocities of the Orleans from coming to France, a boy helped annihilate a part of the Orleans Knights and rescued the girl who was regarded as the "Joan of Arc Order" by them.

Ten years ago, the third British princess Vilian, who was attacked by the Spanish Star Sect, was rescued on the French side of the Dover Strait. After that, she refused the invitation to become a "knight" and left the United Kingdom, and joined the "Right Seat of God" in order to protect Britain from the outside.

And Natsume passed by, it was something that could be called "unfortunate".

The murderer is the heavy "name" he bears in the original world.

That is not about memory or past, God's joke.

In a gun robbery accident, he was only ten years old at the time and picked up the prisoner's pistol in the commotion. In order to protect the person behind him, he pulled the trigger even though his arms were trembling and his legs were trembling.

At such a young age, he could not withstand the reaction force, so he took a few steps back and leaned against the wall behind him. The first shot penetrated the robber's legs, and his mourning sound could tear his eardrums. He heard severe pain in his arms. Facing the criminal who could move, Natsume pulled the trigger for the second time.

This time it failed. The bullet passed through the enemy's abdomen and hit directly on the tempered glass behind. The bright red blood bloomed into red flowers.

People screamed, not because they had mercy on the robbers, but because they were panic about the painful expressions of human beings being shot. At the same time, they also had no hesitation to shoot young boys without understanding and trembling.

The criminal began to fall to the ground and began to moan. Blood foam in his mouth continued to gush out, and his expression became more and more ferocious. However, the blood-filled eyes stared straight at the boy who shot him.

The next moment, the other party stood up.

Shaking his body, shaking his arms, and saying something that was incomprehensible. With his anger and mania, the criminal who was shot twice rushed towards Natsume. So the next moment, the third shot that caused Natsume to dislocate his hands and even was about to break his bones ejected with the flames, passing through the man's head, leaving a bullet hole at the front end, but a hole appeared on the back of his head as if it was an explosion.

He was killed like this, and the lifeless robber fell to the ground, staring at him with muddy eyes.

Turning around, he looked at the person who was protecting him, but what he got was panic and fear. Is it because his face was covered with blood? Or because he shot himself? It was impossible to understand, not understand.

The sound of the pistol landing on the ground was clearly audible, but the discussion was like the tide in the distance.

Arguing, discussing, and then blaming.

This dramatic and unconventional story is the origin of the ‘murderer’.

And this time, is it my turn?

On the battlefield, on the left side of the edge of the cage, there are two eye-catching figures near the "Saint".

Among them is a magician. He intends to stab the "Saint" in the abdomen with a bayonet, trying to use the other party's blood through the wound that does not kill him, but that is still very dangerous.

So the person who made his weapon stop was Natsume.

Holding the metal stick in his right hand, and extending his left hand forward. Since the limit is up to this attack, he cannot swing the stick, so he has to use his body to resist it.

The enemy's blade passed directly through the left arm, cutting the bones, tearing the muscles, and the blood flowing out of the blade dyed the magician's palm holding the weapon red.

The blade is blessed with auxiliary techniques of "bloodletting" and "cutting", which creates a micro-chainsaw-like effect through large movements in the air, which means that as long as the weapon is not pulled out, you will be injured all the time.

Thorn!

The magician took the lead in action. He lifted the weapon upward and directly cut the skin above Natsume's left arm. With his muffled groan and splashed blood, the second attack began!

"How can you make it successful!"

Natsume glared at the members of the Knights and signaled Trian to start the action.

Like wiping a whip, the metal stick rotates around Natsume as the center, and the strong wind blows away several mages, and the people who can replace them are pouring up again.

Bang!

It's not a collision, but a sound made by teeth choking together.

Turning his head, he saw that Cerberus, who was covered in blood, was biting Natsume's weapon with his three-headed jaws.

"Damn it."

First, he avoided the attacks of other magicians. Natsume held the stick in his right hand and pulled Cerberos over.

First hit!

Natsume, who roared, faced the three-headed dog who had temporarily lost his balance. His left foot stood firm and his right foot used this as the axis to send a sharp kick.

Click!

As if to reflect the power of the "saint", the huge force directly kicked the head on the left of Cerberus away, and the smelly liquid suddenly gushed out.

Two heads remained, one of them continued to bite Natsume’s stick, and the other turned to Natsume’s body.

But.

"If there is only one, it's not enough."

Forced to wave, the metal rod moves through external force.

Then in an instant, the stick broke the teeth on the right head, and took the opportunity to turn around and throw the stick behind him.

He sensed the attack that was approaching his speedily, and the magicians who were approaching the cage retreated and distanced themselves from their "saint".

Trian appeared in his vision. He was running to the place where the girl was, but he was not fast enough and had no strength enough to reach his destination.

On the other side, Ye Sha was probably able to hold the Knight back for less than ten seconds.

This is only ten seconds of battle.

Thinking of this, Natsume moved.

Blood was still flowing in his left arm, but he slowly controlled it under the enhanced protection of the technique. He looked at Cerberos in front of him, and Natsume had a second battle with him.

There were two heads left, and the threat to the right was not great, so Natsume began to raid to the right.

roar!!!!

Cerberus, who found the enemy, opened his mouth and roared, and his huge body rushed towards Natsume.

Take off!

Looking up, Cerberus wanted to lock Natsume in his sight, but this action became their failure.

The water film was formed in the air, and used as a pedal. The moment Cerberos raised his head, Natsume descended rapidly towards the ground.

Huh?!!?

Cerberus wanted to lower his head, but compared to its movements, the first thing that came was the rock-like fist.

boom!

The fist hit the center of the two heads, and a harsh cry of tears came to an end. Cerberus flew up.

He jumped up again and easily avoided Cerberos who wanted to bite him in the air. Natsume kicked hard on their backs.

His body fell to the ground, and his two heads fell to the ground without anger. Natsume took about five seconds to fight.

At this time, a sudden sound came from behind.

The blood-colored cross spear passed by, and Natsume saw clearly the expression of the Great Knight's look of death.

No matter how hard you work for unrealistic dreams, it is stupid to think about it.

Since you fight with enlightenment, then I will be relatively good with enlightenment.

Move sideways, Natsume's fist hits the enemy's abdomen for one second.

The Great Knight forced his evasion, and his bones made a crisp sound, and then waved the cross gun for two seconds.

In order to catch up with the moving knight, he stepped on the ground with his feet. After dodging the attack, he approached for three seconds.

The enemy who noticed Natsume's intention took back the cross gun, and at the same time he held the place close to the gun blade and inserted it into Natsume's back spine as a dagger, for four seconds.

Everything went according to the plan. Facing the attack behind it, Natsume did not dodge because...

"Fake?"

The gun blade passed through Natsume's body, but blue water spread out.

Infusing all the power in his right fist, he slammed through the enemy's armor and broke his ribs, for five seconds.

Then head towards Trian.

"Success!"

In order to declare, a magician raised the oath in his hand, and the cage behind him was filled with black matter.

Hearing the buzzing sound and the whine from the bottom of his heart, the black smoke began to float into the air.

Now that the vision is extremely declining, the girl in the cage has a very conspicuous blonde hair, which refers not to her blonde hair, but to dye half of her blonde hair red.

The wrist of his right hand was cut and a large wound appeared on his abdomen. The gushing blood made Trian roar hoarsely.

There is still a chance.

The girl was not dead.

His hands were still clinging to the fence, moving, trying to turn his gaze toward this side.

"Trien?!"

"already……"

"then!"
To be continued...