Chapter 176: Underground Great Cavern (2)

While protecting Sacred he is trying to protect their pride too.

That is, why?

"Same as me, because thinking of wanting to protect someone as an extension of nearby people. Because choosing the path of a hero not a dark hero, I think."

Only the trigger that moved was Sacred, that way of being is ally of justice someone.

"Or rather? In the first place I think there is no superiority or inferiority in the feeling of wanting to protect someone. More saved is greater, and someone who worked hard protecting only one is lower rank compared to the former. There cannot be that kind of logic."

Certainly. Saying ’you could have done more’ toward a guy who worked hard and saved someone is about the degree of bunch observing from a safe zone.

In the first place trying to protect someone, trying to save itself is originally only risk. If doing that kind of work still, there is no duty for a guy not even receiving salary to deliberately reach a hand of salvation.

But I am saving.

Stretching this tentacle hand, Sacred, someone other than that.

Inner heart aside, is what I am doing the same as those Sacred guys...?

Toward me becoming astonished Knuckle puts on a full smile.

"What Atel-san lacks is only combat ability so I want you to be relieved!"

"Elements that can relieve none!?"

Why raise and drop with this flow this guy...!?

From the mouth of Arrow who was drinking non-alcohol drink silently "pupyu!" beverage blows out, and after that she starts choking grandly.

Whether that state is interesting she cannot help, Knuckle points and laughs big.

"Iyaa, if only doing serious talk I get tired, a sense of mission of having to put a punchline... or rather Arrow-senpai is super interesting like personification of a pufferfish. Naaaaaa!? Stop, sorry. Aaaaa! Why even though mine is powerful I cannot peel off!"

"Because I am learning empty-handed for just in case. I can do the degree of bullying a junior who got on a high...!"

Arrow with veins floating is pulling Knuckle’s cheeks with full power.

While sighing at the figures of the two transformation heroines starting to rampage dota-bata I stretch a tentacle and gently distance the glass. It seems expensive... and if it breaks the heart would shrink.

Seeing that state Tomioka is laughing kutsu-kutsu. Fine? Is he not actually raging inside...? Youngsters calm down a bit.

"Ah... that... sorry."

"What, fun is best. But already arrived. Sacred Arrow, very sorry but may I have junior guidance later?"

"I will do so. ...See, let’s go junior."

"Ueeee... cheeks are super tingling..."

From the door opened by black clothes Arrow gets off grandly, Knuckle while rubbing pure-red cheeks, and me while lowering my head sorry for dirtying.

Me who landed on the ground casually looked up.

A width like a bit of a dome-type ballpark. Precisely because of that I think not that they dug to make a base but only using this cavern.

Frankly if making an underground facility there is no need to hollow the ground dome-type this way. Of course I am not detailed about construction work, but that does not mean if this were the optimal solution the scenery of the world’s subways would be more rounded.

Elevators and structures built later in a dome-type cavern. That kind of image.

At first I got excited at the secret-base-like atmosphere and let it pass, but if thinking well a strange place.

Faster than putting that question in my mouth an ear-piercing sound rang.

That sound ringing in succession I have no familiarity with. But looking around only me and Knuckle are flustered at this sound, Arrow who is Sacred of course, Tomioka and other staff are also calm.

"Now is during training, noisy sorry."

Training? I almost tilt my head, and directing my gaze to the direction the sound rang I get convinced.

Probably there is the training ground. In a set imitating the town, sturdy men with movements without a single disorder are doing gunfire at a target enemy. At only one target.

Dozens of men, toward only one enemy, many shots, dozens of shots, hundreds of shots.

Normally thinking if slamming this much even if solidifying with bulletproof equipment a human dies, that momentum lead balls are slammed. But the men keep shooting.

The virtual enemy does not die at this degree.

Shoot and shoot and shoot and shoot, and even so an opponent they cannot win.

Yes, the virtual enemy is evil that appeared from Remora.

Because monsters outside humans appearing in this town.

"...Is the sword-and-gun law fine?"

"Aa, that kind of thing."

At words I involuntarily grumbled Tomioka puts on a gentle smile.

"Of course there is a problem. Precisely because of that training underground like this."

He declared super crime as if nothing.

Eee, I also not not think, but well if said can they fight Remora’s bunch keeping the law absolutely no. In the first place at the point of forging Sacred’s family registers out.

"That is so... but in the first place how did you gather this number of guns?"

If a country where individuals can own guns like America still, but Japan.

Of course even Japan police officers have handguns, and in places with somewhat strong yakuza forces I also hear gunshots or gun marks are found.

But at a glance dozens of people one each. And not handguns but automatic rifles. If trying to bring in this much as expected would become under the police’s care...?

"Nothing. Certainly if importing from other countries feet easily attach, even if building a firearms manufacturing factory or such in this town it becomes prey of mass media, and even if able to hide there is no way to put out recruitment of a factory manufacturing firearms in this Japan."

Even buying and silencing there is a limit.

Whether manufacturing in Japan or importing from foreign countries risk and cost are too high.

Therefore bringing in from Earth is not realistic.

"Therefore I built a factory on the Calmate side."

If manufacturing on the other-world side police and mass media eyes do not reach, and because directly carried into the base from a gate connected by magic there is also no risk of exposure on the way.

"Calmate has many who hold aversion to technology unspecified many use like this, but there are also those who became refugees from the raid, those who have a dwelling but lost jobs.

Employing those kinds of people and manufacturing from scratch. That said because unable to use machines like Earth it is factory-system handicraft, but Calmate’s people have many sturdier and with stamina than Earth’s people, and serious. Covering the handicap of unable to use machines with manpower. Iyaa, to a degree I want to hire at my main-business factory."

The result is the equipment of the men training.

Some army or private military company, really is this Japan.

I have no military knowledge so an amateur viewpoint, but movements without a single disorder seem very trained.

If I fought under the same conditions as them I would be suppressed without lasting even one second.

Yes, if fighting under the same conditions.

Whether reaching the same conclusion as me Knuckle timidly opens her mouth.

"But that? Earth’s people..."

"Powerless against Remora’s ones, right? That is not wrong, but not completely correct either. Because even those guys are not nullifying physical strikes. If slamming a large amount of bullets all at once with a large number they can defeat. Up to combatants."

Even Earth’s humans do not die at one blow of an amateur’s fist unless the hit place is bad, but if continuing to hit hundreds, thousands they would die, right? Saying that he stares at the men solidifying their bodies with special equipment.

That means those men like skilled soldiers arming can finally pass attacks of amateur-fight level in other-world standards.

And even that if above combatants they become unable to pass even amateur-fight-level damage.

Even the likes of me, those bunch over there being able to fight would absolutely be more useful.

An opponent I absolutely cannot win under the same conditions, but if me the Vigilante just swinging tentacles I can massacre. Yes, even me whose prototype is a weak-small Monster Villain.

Of course bullets are scary, and with specs of a degree hair grew on a combatant if hundreds are slammed I die.

But there is no way I am slammed hundreds silently. If fleeing around while swinging tentacles with only that the operation collapses.

Precisely because of that the men training that way are probably not fighting in the town.

Because Sacred defeat. Because even if they go to the front line they only die in vain.

"Technology development advances day by day. Now maybe still useless, maybe only a target that gets defeated. But I believe there is a future at the end of piling."

Tomioka’s eyes were quietly, yet certainly burning. Zeal, and the fire of resolve.

Now cannot win. That is fact.

Even solidifying with modern equipment, even forging the body, all useless. From the difference of the world born they however they struggle do not reach Remora’s existences. ℴℴ𝘮

Therefore give up? Allow those guys’ as they please? Absolutely no.

Even if cannot win now, at the end of forging, at the end of technological innovation, they might be able to grasp victory.

"More than anything. ...Leaving everything to young girls and lounging, there cannot possibly be able to do that, right?"

Ally of justice who appeared from another world.

Shining holy transformation heroines.

Entrusting everything to them, only praying for safety in a safe rear themselves?

What is that, they are teenage girls? Pushing all the burden on those kinds of ones, however kept up appearances trash.

"...Though the form differs it feels ally of justice."

At Tomioka’s words Knuckle smiles.

After all she just witnessed the existence of delinquent students following Alter a little while ago.

Correct heat the existence who should protect holds. Probably happy she could sense that. Ah, as I thought my path is not wrong.

"...No, I am a man far from justice."

At Knuckle’s words Tomioka’s expression twisted.

The name of the emotion twisted is disgust. As if saying an incorrigible beast the fist is clenched.