What did you hear? What are you talking about? I don't know, I don't know... I don't want to understand.
　All I know is that the presence in front of me killed my parents who loved me and loved me endlessly.
　unforgivable, unforgivable, unforgivable
　What then? It's absolutely impossible for such a person to be here. I can't allow myself to breathe in front of my eyes. I can't stand smiling. I can't forgive the very existence.
　Yes, then let's wipe out the wrong existence. That's the first time I've had this passion go away.

"... ah... ah... ah!"

　Bune, who usually only says one word, screams like a scream.
　The voice is filled with hatred and anger beyond recognition. And a bit of sadness.
　Bune's face, almost unchanged, is steeped in hatred and turned to Pri, who fondly caresses the orange-red and light blue jewels.
　However, Pri doesn't seem to care about Bune at all and even opens his mouth with a smile.

"Oh, I wonder what's going on? It's just a chance for a parent-child reunion. Don't get so angry and enjoy it more."
"Oh, oh, oh, oh... oh, oh, oh!"

　That remark from Pri's mouth crosses the line of the last remaining veneer.
　With a dagger in both hands, he kicked straight on the floor and headed for Pri.
　Yes, as if it had nothing to do with the doll standing in the middle.
　But for the puppets, of course, it is impossible to let such a veneer pass silently. Each weapon is delivered and wounded from the side of Bune heading to his creator.
　That doesn't stop Bune. ...No, I can't stop it.
　Sharpening blades hurt arms, feet, face, torso, punch, gouge.
　Even in such a situation, he doesn't seem to feel any pain at all, just goes underneath the Pri... just to deliver the blade of hatred to the detestable partner who is showing off the jewelry that was created at the expense of his own parents.
　I couldn't have noticed that this was the moment Pri was aiming for.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　A thrusting spear penetrates Bune's side.
　But it doesn't matter. No, by entangling the enemy's weapons with your own body, you have one less thing to get in the way of going down the pram.
　Bune sped across the floor, ignoring even her own physical pain.
　Originally, the number of wounds suffered so far was sufficient to stop the process. However, for Bune, whose mind surpasses the body, pain is almost paralyzed and he continues to rush toward Pri.

"Tomero! Master Nomotonim Kawaselna!"

　One of the dolls screams, and the arrows, the dagger and the dagger shake again.
　However, despite the fact that there is a hole in his side, he plays and avoids all of them as if they were in the way, or stops them with his own body, and finally succeeds in catching the image of Pri in front of him after many sword-fighting storms.
　. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Thunder Cage, Stay"

　A big amethyst caught in Pri's left bracelet with the words. The magic contained in it is instantly activated.
　It was the magic of lightning that started. But instead of the magic of a line of lightning used in the ring, a cage formed by lightning was created in front of Pri's eyes.

"Oh my gosh!

　Screams echo through the room.
　a broad-eyed, fixed-eyed veneer
　...yes, just moments before the lightning cage was completed, Vihela appeared out of nowhere and drove herself away, resulting in countless thunderstorms all over her body, instead of herself.

"Oh... oh... oh... oh... oh..."

　I don't know what happened. Bune is trapped in a lightning cage and reaches out to Vihela, who continues to be struck by uninterrupted thunder.
　But...

"Well, I'm doing it... fighting... fighting... fighting... bleeding on my head... I told you not to!"

　Vihela, whose body was struck all over by lightning but whose scream was only the first one to look at her.

"Ah... oh... oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...."

　the first word spoken in years
　But Vihela can't afford to hear it.
　While enduring the pain of thunder that continues to irritate the whole body, we concentrate our magical powers on the back of our hands to the limit.
　At the same time, the back of the hand reacts to the magic that is poured in and transforms the claws produced by the magic into longer and sharper ones.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　The lightning cage itself is cut with claws that are about 1m long and created by magic by moving the body forcefully while being struck by lightning. At the same time, the body of the doll is divided into two parts, as it tries to seize the stunned Bune.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh..."

　Vihela walks up to Bune, breathless but without acting as if she were falling on the floor.
　Pri's aim was to capture Bune alive, so he didn't suffer any fatal damage. However, it is true that he intended to do enough damage to make him unable to move, and the only protective gear for Vihela is a dancer's costume with many layers of thin clothing except for the instep and instep.
　It's a more defensive magic item for the dancer than it looks, but it still wasn't enough to negate all the damage trapped in a cage made of lightning.

"Ah... Ah..."
"Totally, be firm... you know." I helped you... be more calm."

　Vishela, approaching, staggers to Bune's side.
　Whatever you think of it, now is the perfect time to attack, but Pri just looks at it and doesn't seem to touch it.
　On the contrary, he even signaled the puppets not to attack.
　...but it was obvious from the distorted smile on his lips that Pri was never watching because he was merciful.

"Well, that's enough for me... what's wrong with Bune's parents? Then be more calm. --if you don't get blood in your head -- you can't."
"Wahela,"

　It's probably because I haven't spoken proper language for a long time. There's something hard to understand about Bune's words. But Vihela smiles and opens her mouth without a sign of concern.

"Huuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Unfortunately, I don't think I can fight any more..."

　Vihela's wounds are by no means fatal. However, it was not light enough to prevent the battle from taking place.
　Thus, with her own wounds behind her, Vihela pulls the portion out of Bune's waist pochette and hangs it over her side, which is the most damaging part of the doll's attack.
　The scar begins to heal, at least from the outside, when you look at the reserved parts that Bune had purchased just in case.

"Here... have a good day." She's a girl... don't get scars."
"Yes,"

　Bune nods to such Vihela's words.
　The expression, which usually has little change, is now painfully distorted, with drops of tears floating at the edges of both eyes.
　Leaving Vihela on the floor, Bune turns to Pri, rubbing her eyes.
　By that time, Bune's gaze had changed completely.
　There's no doubt that you're looking at me forcefully. However, unlike before, when I was overwhelmed with hatred, I decided to stay in that gaze."Yes!"

　If you mutter as if to emphasize yourself, you will kick the ground again and head to Pri.

"Hmmm, her hatred-stained gaze was beautiful, but her eyes are good now, too." In your present condition, you'll make more jewels than I expected."

　Pri mumbled and patted the floor with his heel.

"Like the Wind"

　At that moment, the yellow jewel on Pri's right ankle shone and the magic inside is activated.
　Just by jumping back lightly, the distance between Pri and Beune is wide open, creating of a wide distance between Pri and Beune.

"What!"

　Bune's legs never stop, with a slight, surprising glance.
　I don't have the needles that I already use as my favorite throwing weapon, and even if it's a dagger, the last two I have are the ones I have now.
　When I came here, it sounded like I was wearing light clothes to make the most of my lightness.
　That doesn't stop Bune from walking. Holding a dagger in both hands, she shrinks her distance from Pri.
　The difference, however, is that they don't ignore the dolls that try to prevent it. Avoid attacks, play and accept them, and push forward with as little damage as possible.





"Phew ... it's really hard to take care of." but I'm afraid you won't miss me."

　a muttering Vihela, watching Bune push her way.
　At the end of his gaze are the figures of several dolls approaching him.
　If it's a real Vihela, it doesn't matter. But now the situation is fatally bad.
　The damage done by the lightning cage has become numb and persisted in Vihela's body, making it very unlikely that she will be able to move accurately. It's natural that we can't fight like that'sort of battle.
　Considering the current situation, the fact that we were able to take the portion out of Beune's Pochette itself is, in a way, almost a miracle.

"And yet... I can't die in a place like this."

　Stumbling and rising, he holds the back of his hand, unable to produce magic nails because of numbness.
　Although it is painful not to be able to use nails created by the magic of the back of the hand, Vihela is not going to be quiet and quiet.

"Traelzo!"

　the two spears thrust out with the words
　Considering that the torso was the target for the capture, the puppets' perception that they should not die first was clear.

"Hit!"

　a voice like that that that sounds unexpected Something cold feels everywhere in the body at the same time as the sound of something breaking.
　It was obvious what it was when you saw the wounds sustained by the lightning cage heal.

"Ray...?"

　He turned quickly to the Lord of the voice, where Ray was still fighting with Oriqueur.
　But what is different is that the Oriqueur is pushing back.
　Look at the fragments of the container on the floor and understand why, and step on the floor with your crippled feet.

"Not at all... to throw a container of potions over me and destroy it and put the contents on me. You don't usually do that when you think about it."

　Whispering in silence, looking down at the doll, who began to distance herself from the other person's wound, watching it recover.
　It's not a woman who was injured all over and couldn't even stand up properly.
　In order to minimize the damage from the lightning cage, he used much of his magical power for light clothing, and even though he lost much of his magical power by applying too much magical power to the back of his hand to knock down the doll that was approaching Bune, he was still a Vihela who was still physically wounded and physically strong.
　In order to heal their wounds...even if it was to avoid losing their fighting power, they would break the tide of battle in their favor and let them recover. Vichela, who loves fighting to the point that she is called a combat freak, cannot help but feel indebted to it and impresses me strongly.
　Tokun (literally, "great")
　When I see Ray playing with death-size blades, handles, and stone-butts against the rapier and Swordbreaker released by Oriqueur, I suddenly realize the heartbeat that I felt small with the sound of my chest.

(This is... what? I don't know.) But I don't feel like I'm going to lose to a doll like this right now...)

　something mysterious in oneself something warm
　Strangely, the moment you realize this, the energy springs from Vihela's body.

`Not at all!'

　Saying the continuation of his inner words, he just kicks the floor and pushes toward the dolls who were trying to capture him.
　Fists and kicks are the best.
　Although the magic claw from the back of the hand, which Vihela is good at, or the blade from the heel of the instep, cannot be used due to lack of magic, the attack that is released still crushes the doll's body or grabs the body and rips off its limbs.
　The puppets were confused by this kind of behavior, but they moved around...
　The next moment, something that flew out of nowhere penetrates and cuts through its body.
　Moving freely through the air like a whip, the blade of the whip cuts the doll that was about to move behind the Vihela, and cuts the doll that was going straight to Bune.
　What kind of weapon is it? Vihela knew it.
　And of course I know the name of the person who uses the weapon.
　Therefore, he opens his mouth and cries out his name.

"Elena!"