347 Sounds like a real hit.

Emil knew that Karen's waiter was Lianya, even if it wasn't explained.

Until he jerked off the battleship anti-aircraft fire, lowered the dragon cavalry, and stuck it in a way that was half as close to a special attack, I can't think of anything else this stray man, who looks a lot like that stray man, could be the one who came to see him.

But Emil asked herself whether it was okay to let Karen meet with Lianya on this occasion, and shook her head all the time.

At the very least, the presence of Count Knugi is the greatest force in this Demon King Crusade and must be preserved.

Then this was Emil, who thought he had to defeat Karen at all costs, but he never tried to confront Karen, and realized that there was.

"My leg..."

I wasn't wounded.

Even so, Emil's foot, trying to take a step forward, never moved off the spot, as if the sole of his foot had been welded to the deck of the battleship.

"Why!?

"You... are you kidding?

Naturally without standing, Karen, who was just standing up on the deck, reacted unexpectedly to the voice raised by Emil, pointing a flat gaze with no emotion.

"An earlier blow. I cut your belly for sure. I don't know what the rationale is, but I'll give you a compliment for my immediate treatment. But..."

Emotional colors intersect slightly with Karen's gaze as she watched Emil.

Emil couldn't understand the emotion he was pointing at for a moment, but soon realized it was a mockery.

"Did they cut you off? You weak soldier. You bracketed the height that you couldn't possibly be cut off, and you were scared of being quoted off? You idiot. You big idiot. There's no use for frightened soldiers. If you get sick, you can lose it."

While the tone was pale, what was contained in that voice was clearly the color of mockery of the same kind as what was contained in the gaze.

"I'm the weak soldier? You're gonna tell me... same face as that guy, you're gonna tell me!

As she was pushed back by the fury that had gushed from the inside out, Emil took a step toward Karen, not moving, with her rugged gaze poured on Karen.

That's not just a step.

The force released with passion gave just one step of extraordinary power, clashing with the magic of Lotus Yaya, who was protecting the hull, which scattered a fierce vibration all around him.

"Unforgivable. Oh, I can't forgive you. The same face, the same voice, but the same face and voice, you're not telling me that you're a weak soldier?

Your expression hasn't changed that much.

The voice had also become somewhat intense, but had not deviated so much from the usual.

But every soldier present on the spot perceives that Emil is furious and measures his immediate departure from the spot.

The soldiers fully understood that if they tried to stay on the spot badly, they could probably even be killed by the loose sight of Emil.

"Okay, how far can that weak soldier go? Let's have a look."

"Don't bark at me."

Grabbing the knife in his right hand, Karen just invites Emil with her empty left hand, drenched in sloppiness.

While fully aware that he was being provoked, something flat and light struck out the back of Emil's head as he ran into his face just wondering if he could stand it.

Emil, who tried to turn someone who gave him a blow to the back of his head as he sounded so petty and stepped into his crisp and shaky vision, falls off his knees to take a further blow to the brain and put it on the spot.

"Uh?

The boiling head was cut clean and refreshing with those two blows.

Emil, who is also having a mild concussion, while trying to somehow define his shaky vision, also has a hard knee-standing position on his powerless feet, and has a flattering butt on the deck, bears Harrison on his shoulder, probably the one that punched him in the head, and his eyes meet Lotus Yaya, who is looking down at himself with a seated eye.

"Lenya? Erm? Why was I slapped?

"You're a stirred up, intolerant guy. The boiling point is too low."

With Harrison, who was on his shoulder, Lianya says that with a peppery, light slap on Emil's head looking up at herself.

From Emil, it shouldn't have been so mucky if Karen, who looks the same as Lianya, hadn't told me that, but I've just told Lianya that, and I can only accept the blow caused by Harrison of Lianya greatly, while I can't decide what I answered with a story that would be difficult to explain if returned with why.

"Oh, don't take that kind of deal seriously. You're just tired, aren't you?

Karen and Emil moved almost simultaneously the moment Lianya said such a thing as she shrugged.

Karen swung to cut the knife she was pulling out into the back of Lianya, who was exposed to defenselessness, and Emil, who saw it, rose to defend Lianya from that blow.

None of that action was going to take place at such a rate that the expression not even in the eyes fitted perfectly, but the motion of Lianya standing between them went further up the two.

When I wondered where the hell I was hiding it, and if the plugged liquor bottle appeared magically on Lianya's left hand, the bottle's mouth was stuck in Emil's mouth, which was about to rise, and Emil's head accidentally turned back.

Lotus Yaya, who turned her back half a spin as it was, put her face closer to Karen's face, who stepped on the shock, as she struck out with Harrison, who was shouldering Karen's head in exactly the state she was about to cut.

"... mehhh"

"Wow!?

Showered from close range were plenty of liquor smells.

If that was some kind of attack, Karen would have let it endure, too, but after not expecting too much, thoughts can't keep up with reality just because what was showered is something.

Unexpectedly covering his mouth with his hands, Karen, trying to get away from Lianya, is poked through that gap and gets two clean blows by Harrison near his left and right temples.

Flying away from Lianya trying to put in more pursuit, Karen, who coughed gently, screamed in a slightly angry voice as she towed the cutting tip of the knife toward Lianya as she let go of the hand that was covering her mouth.

"You! Don't get drunk!?

"Your timing of visits is just too bad every time."

With her kneeling position right next to herself, Lianya gently slaps Emil in the back of the head, who is semi-forced to drink up, from a liquor bottle stuck in her mouth in a position that looks up to the sky.

Emil was facing the front with that impact, but from his mouth an empty liquor bottle soaked through and rolled over the deck with an empty and light sound.

Lotus Yaya, eagling Emil's head, who seemed to have the mouth of the bottle sticking up to the back of his throat and reacting in such a way that he didn't know if it was sloppy or coughing, starts shaking Emil's head back and forth, left and right, before Emil says anything.

Emil, shaken hard in the head by a quote forced to drink alcoholic liquor, turns his eyes without hesitation and falls into the snare on the spot.

When the fallen Emil was handily placed on the stretcher by soldiers who appeared out of nowhere, Karen took him off the spot before saying anything.

"My brave man, don't bully me, right?

"What are you going to do?

Not answering the words that Lianya said as she dropped Emil off to be transported, Karen asks as she turns her rugged gaze to Lianya.

Lianya, questioned, opens her mouth when she takes a new liquor bottle out of the inventory with a face like she doesn't know what she's being questioned, and starts drinking trumpets with Harrison in charge.

"I hear you've seen me come out in front of you and you don't have a knife."

Indeed, Lianya was not now wearing a knife that always hung from her waist.

"I didn't feel like cutting in. If only Emil's retrieval would be enough."

He points the giant harrison on his shoulder with his jaw, and Lianya further reverses the liquor bottle and pours the contents into his throat.

After swinging it down into his mouth until the last drop, Karen beats his killer to Lotus Ya, who exhaled his liquor-smelling breath satisfactorily, but to Lotus Ya, who is in a half-drunk state, he presses his arm exactly against the warm curtain, and Lotus Ya relays his killer to where the wind blows.

"Are you making fun of me?

"You, really me? You're losing credibility."

"Try it."

Karen stepped in sharply as she pulled back the cutting edge of the knife that was either quick or sticking at her.

A few punches that continued to be unleashed were all unleashed at Lotus Ya's face, but Lotus Ya stays in charge of Harrison and dodges them just by the distraction of his upper body.

"Not yet."

Did you decide that you can't just capture a poking move, or the blow you poke will change from there to a horizontal giraffe?

But still, Karen's attack fails to capture Lianya's body.

With a twisted movement that is also characteristic of drunkenness, Lianya avoids the slaughter of Karen, which is repeated one after the other, without letting her body plunder her.

Naturally, I wouldn't do anything to use Harrison on my shoulders.

Whatever the material is, we know that if it touches Karen's knife, it will be completely torn apart.

"Holy crap!

"Leave it to the wrath, the attack has gotten cluttered"

Stepping forward as he dodges the thrusting move blow, Lianya hits Karen's right hand with a softening blow from the bottom.

When he wondered if Karen's movement, which ran paralyzed in his arm, had stopped for a moment, Lianya flashed Harrison, who was in the shape of a swing, looking at Karen's face, and struck out its forehead properly.

To Karen, who flew away with her tongue pounding, Lianya pokes Harrison's tip at the sound of two blows that rang without getting into her hair.

"... whoops"

"Wow!?

It was Lianya, who had blocked her own mouth with her left hand, without chasing Karen, who had jumped big, but after a while she turned her hand away and opened her mouth trying to say something.

"Whoops..."

"Come on, you."

"Bad, it moved a little too flashy. My eyes turn......"

"I guess it's because drunks get on with it and avoid it that way!

Even though he said he was drunk, the act of continuing to avoid the thrusting moves unleashed by Karen with only her upper body movements had the same effect as Lianya had done to Emil as it was.

As a result, Lianya turned her eyes, too, and she felt sick.

"Oh, no. Don't you have an etiquette bag or something? Otherwise, I'm going to reverse it around there..."

Karen lowered the knife she had erected and shouted back to Lianya, who looked blue and reached down.

"It's you!

"That's why your timing for visiting is too bad. Why did you come all the way out here to raid me right after I got drunk in bulk? Be the one who's going to intercept."

"I know!

"If you talk long enough, I have something for you. This is no good. They throw up in the shadows of the turrets around there or something."

"Stop him! Be the guy who cleans!

Lianya turns her half-eyed eyes to Karen, who says that soldiers will be too pitiful to have to clean the turret tainted by anything like this later.

"'Cause you don't know what you're gonna do when I'm gone from here."

"Because I'll wait for you! Go to the bathroom!

"Hopefully this time, what's the story about asking for it?

"Even this way, I've been here since I crushed one evil dragon. Yikes!

Said Lianya glances around for a moment and sees the body of an evil dragon that crashes and is about half way there.

"Ah... if I watch raw meat, I'll be nauseous again..."

"Hurry up!!

He covered his mouth with his hand, pointing towards Lianya, who tried to hold his belly and head out into the shadow of the turret, pointing in the direction of the bridge where there should probably be a toilet or something, while Karen raised a scream that sounded half screaming.