Lonely Attack on the Different World

Day 261, after noon, Republic of

(― ― Poyopoyo! Something strong!? Yeah, there's a nuance!

Mr. Slime on top of my head, not Mr. Yao, that's the escort.The strongest guardian to protect the most fragile and distant... the hardest, the pitiful thing we're worried about.

"I'll play the boundary of the outer circumference!" "Second floor Yoro!"Port Side Kitakoré." "I thought it was the victim. Both perpetrators!"

So I was protected, that is, Yao predicted.

"It's pointless." "Yeah, let's get out of here."

A nomad targeted by a Republican army slave hunt.The nomad was plundering the republic's countries, if he had decided to protect it as a victim.Both were just and both were evil, and as a result we were surrounded.

"If only he'd run away at least!"" Let's break both of us into the wall... "

Nomads are fast on horseback.And we're circling in the direction we're moving... and we have no choice but to slap.

(Poyopoyo!) "Yeah... I get it." "Right, yeah." "Boundary deformation, tuned... okay."

That's why Mr. Slime is angry.

That's why Mr. Slime is so powerful - let's get rid of it.I wonder if I can.

"Separate diffusion" "I'll spin it" "... yeah"

The world dyes bright red.

Regardless of what we think, both the Republican Army and the nomads are turning into red blood.

Let's go home.

There was nothing we wanted to protect, there was no justice anywhere.There must have been a struggle for justice different from what we thought.Our justice was meaningless.

"But if a small number of nomadic fighting units are destroyed," "Yes, all that's left is... an elderly woman and a child."

I don't know if I can protect it.For these people, plunder is industry, justice, and we are evil enemies.We knew it from knowledge, but we didn't understand it at all. [M]

Our justice was ours alone, and we were not prepared for evil at all.

That's why you've always been evil... because you knew that even justice was evil.

That's why Yao looked sad even though he was praised, and he didn't want to be praised.

I don't think it's egregious, I think I'm evil... and I'm sure I'm blaming myself more than anyone else.

"Let's go." "Yeah." (Poyopoyo)

So let's walk this bloody road... properly as bad guys.