Meeting room of the psychic disturbance control headquarters.
To the spirits, it was the right sum that came up with the plan to confront them at the festival.
Originally, Yukiko remarked that if Kabukicho and other places were crawling with people, the influence of evil spirits was scarce, so he thought he had the hand, and staged a festival during Shinjuku to carry out an operation to fill it with bright spirit. This leads to the weakening of evil spirits and both defense.
"Before midnight, we're going to have a blast as soon as possible, right? Some people get sleepy too late."
"It's up to the people in Shinjuku to cheer up. All we have to do is prepare, let them know. You can't do anything more."
"Well, I guess so."
Sachiko pinched the difference and honestly admits the right sum.
"There are areas where preparation is a hassle, but it's exciting everywhere because of the people who already gave us an overview of the operation."
The magician of decaying rope projects countless displays and reports them while checking.
"That's superimposed, then. Around the junction where the spirits are gathered - around West Shinjuku 6th Street, especially concentrate the festival, right? There is no way that the cheer generated by the festival will be blocked,"
"Got it. I'll direct the cosplay population to you."
Junko, Tired, Midori, and Biton nearly erupted into the magician of decaying rope who seriously responded that way after receiving the life of Masahi.
"Will the cosplay group save the city...... Just cosplay and walk the city, and you'll be saved."
Truth squeals.
"Heh, Midori and the others went to the festival."
Midori raises his hand and offers.
"You can go when you've broken the boundaries by crushing the plan for a private oilfield shop,"
"Uh, you don't have that, do you? Maybe the festival's over by then."
Said Masakazu, Midori imitates the way Masakazu speaks.
"Maybe so, yeah. And, yeah. Don't imitate."
Masumi said with a rather unpleasant face.
"When this happens, the next thing you know, you'll come and kill people by physical means. Maybe we've run out of Battle Creatures."
Biton speaks with the nuances of asking what to do about it.
"Then we'll keep fighting and we'll deal with it."
Correct sum to answer lightly.
"Ma, that's your chance. There's a kid over there who comes out with a split body without tampering with the main body. I think if we put Midori and Midori together, we can tell Midori where she is from the spiritual world."
"Yay, Midori is the key to victory or something, nice. Abuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
In the words of Junko, Midori gives his usual strange laugh.
"But nevertheless, the induction to the festival is going smoothly,"
"Yeah. I can't believe the festival is getting ready so well. I thought you'd have more trouble."
Masako and Yukiko each said unexpectedly.
"It seems like it would be nice to come out and interrupt."
And, Midori.
"Maybe Eko is helping us in the shadows."
And, bittons. We all know that Eko is already on the spot in this matter.
"I see, you're talking about the ability to make implications."
I guess so, Junko. In fact, however, they were Eko and the others who did not induce the festival in any way by implication or hypnosis. In other words, people were judging and accepting what the best means they could now be and actively participating in the festival.
Without being exposed to the topics mentioned in the countermeasures headquarters, Eko and the others watched the festival from within a subspace a little further away from the people.
"Don't you like anything too much?
Seeing some of the excessive noise, Lulivitaki is stunned. There were even the naked dancers and those who were having an orgy party of youth rape.
"It's a backlash of trapped anxiety and fear that frightened Battle Creature. And it was pointed out that we could do something about the situation on our own, and I think we're still exhilarating."
Tsutsuji calmly analyzes.
"Whoa, the twigs are back to their usual cool beauty"
"Shut up. Don't talk to me for a while"
"Yes......"
He was Alisui speaking in a tone of relief, but he was rejected in a terribly cold voice by the twat, and he snorted.
"It seems to be moving relatively smoothly, and maybe we could take a break."
"Right. If anything happens again, you can move. Let's see how it goes for a while."
Lulivitaki says and Kou agrees.
Eko watches as the people who were anxious until earlier are about to have fun at the festival.
"To protect the people who enjoy this smile, Oyla and Eko have been protecting people for years, and the feeling of being rewarded is the bin. Good, good."
"No, I'm not done with anything yet..."
As if this were the end of the story grass Alisui, Kou penetrated.
"There is something in this world that corresponds and doesn't correspond. I cannot forgive those who do not speak for themselves and have something in their hands."
That's what Abdiel told Radcliffe when we just met. That dialogue is still engraved on my chest.
"Conversely, a man as good as you and a man of noble heart, irrespective of his birth status, must exhaust his position and wield his power accordingly."
To that dialogue Radcliffe was saved his heart, and then also above his position.
Texas country town. In this town contaminated by suspicious religions, Radcliffe, who saw the tyranny of the son of a religious executive, recorded all his criminal activities and exposed them online.
Occasionally the town presented a look at the witch hunt. Many innocent people who were seen as suspicious were assaulted and taken to the Order.
But Radcliffe didn't find out what he shot. In this town, where even the police are at the forefront of cult religious groups, no one seemed to disobey, but both the patriarchs and executives were furious at the clear rebellion.
No one has ever done anything to the extent of asking for help by simple methods of disseminating information outside using a medium called the Internet, because that's all fear rule was thorough. Even what anyone can do if they move, the chains of fear that bind people's hearts, make them immobile.
Radcliffe's accusations were of interest to journalists, and he received an email asking him to let him know a little more about the town, and Radcliffe came to take further shots and accusations.
But it was a trap. The journalist's email itself was a madness orchestrated by the denominational side.
Radcliffe was caught by the police after Radcliffe tried to photograph the scene where a church executive was about to assault a town girl.
After the emails were sent, the church executives deliberately worked tyranny in several places and checked to see if the photographers would show up there.
Radcliffe was saved thirty seconds after he was captured by the police.
The movement of the denomination was also checked. By a true ruler of this country, the Demon clan.
"Those with courage and justice like you are the people I seek"
Radcliffe was scouted by a man who named him Abdiel Demon. At first he was Abdiel's choreographer, but in time he also became Abdiel's assistant, and instantly he was in a position to be trusted as a stomach.
Radcliffe pledged his absolute loyalty to Abdiel, and for thirty years thereafter, he has continued to devote himself to Abdiel.
Abdiel had sought to gain decisive power to reign as ruler while improving his power as an overlife for the past thirty years. And it was the TATARI project that got there.
The plan was advanced after taking into account the risk of being disrupted by being known along the way, and in doing so the plan was forcefully interwoven to the end.
They were Abdiel and Radcliffe, exploring all possibilities, pondering the way out of the enemy, and working out a plan and a plan to go ahead with all of them, ready and ready. Whatever means the enemy uses to obstruct him, he always wants to get ahead of him so he can get to the end.
Until now, everything has gone exactly as expected. But now, Radcliffe has a flashy face and a view of the city of Shinjuku as it appears on the display.
Too unexpected a way, such as confrontation at a festival.
Tens of thousands of people are joining the festival everywhere. There is a particular great festivities, such as around the junction of the storage area of the Spirit.
It was clearly found that the mind of the yang created by the festival, the evil faded rapidly and the spirit was weakened.
The magicians were confused by this situation. The Necromancers are trying to strengthen their temper a little bit, but they are completely unable to beat the positive energy that fills the entire city.
"Let the Battle Creature zombies turn. If the fear of slaughter propagates, the positive turns negative at once"
"I'm almost out of it...... If we're going to do this, we're going to have to use the trump card..."
Radcliffe answered Abdiel, who had commanded him to expose his frustration, as if it were difficult to say.
"Didn't it fail to advance this plan in Japan in the first place...?
It seems even harder to say - but I think I have to say what I have to say, and Radcliffe opines.
"It is a country with a strong spiritual magnetic field and close to the spirit and death. Therefore, I thought it would have been optimal, but I didn't know there was such a pitfall... No, it is a country that is close to them, so are the people of this country also good at how to calm and use spirits?"
Abdiel doesn't have a bad head spin either. I could understand what was a failure.
"Because this is a country that turns the spirits of great resentment that have become sneaky gods into patron gods in the opposite direction. Heijemen, Dojin Sugawara, etc..."
In the first place, it is only a substitute for imitating a more repeated method than ancient Japan, based on the way the spirits were used by Abdiel and others.
"I didn't want to release the warriors who possessed the Spirit of Power here, but I'll have to do it."
Until now, I have only used it to the extent of good fortune, but there are still other similar soldiers.
"Where did Haoji go... At the heart of it…"
It was Abdiel who summoned Hao Ji on the phone, but not in the middle, to solicit even more frustration.