Boku wa Isekai de Fuyo Mahou to Shoukan Mahou wo Tenbin ni Kakeru

Fifteen minutes later.

We were in the bush by the nursery.

I am not familiar with this facility because I am an integrated team from high school.

That's why Alice explained it to me.

The Yogyakarts Hall is a three-story building that was renovated with wooden school buildings that were in use until about forty years ago.

Refurbishment, even though it was a complete refurbishment close to rebuilding, he said.

The aging wood was replaced, and the wood that could be used around the Great Black Column was reused to reinforce the stronghold with steel bars, making what was originally two stories three stories.

Electricity, gas and water systems are completely replaced, with heating and cooling. It is better equipped to spend time than this school building.

The internal intervals are closer to the kind of western halls that appear in the movies than in schools.

Upon entering through the main entrance, there is a floor bump lobby upstairs, with a cooking room and bathroom on the ground floor, a Japanese or small party room on the second floor for tea ceremonies, a large conference room on the third floor that can be used for various purposes and accommodation for visitors.

Do you think the basements that are usually locked include stockpiles of food and fuel for disasters?

Food can be summoned by my summoning magic. [M] The same goes for water.

Although I haven't experimented because I don't need it so far and MP is valuable.

But I might be happy to stock up on fuel. This is the situation, you would treasure it if you had kerosene or something.

Securing a nursery is fascinating even without Alice. With the darkness looming, there is also the problem of securing beds.

According to Alice's story, at the time, there were about ten people in the nursery.

There seemed to be about five people using the cooking room and five tea ceremonies.

"The door in front of the stairs on the third floor was closed. It's locked, so you shouldn't have to think about the third floor unless the oaks break down the door and break in."

Alice whispers as she hisses herself into the grass.

"If there's an oak on the balcony upstairs, you'll find out soon enough...... Anyway, if you look in the lobby, you'll know more or less."

"If it's less than two, don't get lost. Go, go."

"Yes."

By the time I got here, twice, I had engaged Oak, all with Alice poking me in the throat with a blow.

It is a perfect battle, no longer letting the opponent even scream.

Alice is now at level 2 and will have already finished four oaks since the level was raised.

Experience is equally divided between the two of us, so if we take down two more orcs, we should level up.

If we level up, we can have an ops conference in the white room.

Even in combat, you can take the time to work out your tactics.

This is incredibly awesome.

So if there's less than two orcs, don't get lost. Go, go.

At worst, even if there is support, it is possible to have a close meeting to re-establish the attitude and escape.

I don't see any orcs around me.

I sent the crow to scout first.

As the crow flies up to the open front door of the nursery hall, he descends to the ground and takes a peek.

It's kind of a very suspicious crow.

No, actually, I'm a spy...

Fortunately, nothing happened in particular.

The crow was patterned and came back.

"Oak, two"

The only voice I hear sounds in the back of my ear.

"All right, well done!

I nod and face Alice.

Alice swallows her knob and squeals her throat, gripping the iron spear all the way.

"Don't panic. I'll do the magic now."

Keane Weapon, Physical Up, Mighty Arm, Blood Attraction.

Magic in turn.

Even if it hurts somewhat, you should be able to steal HP from the orcs at Brad Attractions and keep fighting.

Most of all, there is a question of whether a luxurious Alice can withstand such a muscular blow...

Is that this magic, subtle?

No, well, mindfulness, something like that. It would be better if there were, rather than not. Fortunately, there's plenty of room for MP.

Right now, my max MP is one point shredded with a crow of user-demons, 29 points.

Four of the above magic on Alice, the remaining MP should be 24.

... Uh, you fit. Brad Attraction is the magic of Rank 2, so he spends twice as much MP.

And from here on out, I use magic to fold.

"Sammon Papette Golem"

Before me, a wooden doll about a hundred and fifty centimeters tall appears.

Pinocchio, it's a coarse wooden carved doll that makes you want to name it. Although my nose is low.

The doll held a stick in her right hand and set up a round wooden shield with her left hand.

A wooden doll lowered her head against me. [M]

"Oh, that's cute."

Alice was shining her eyes. Come on, you're going to kill each other with an orc.

No, well, that's a good thing you're fine.

Then magic on Papette Golem.

"Keane Weapon, Physical Up, Mighty Arm"

You won't need Brad Attraction. If the user demon breaks, that's when it happens.

Finally, apply the same set of three to yourself.

Because the Rank 2 Summoning Magic has a further 4 MP sharpening......

Current MP/Maximum MP = 14/25

This should do it. Yeah, it probably fits.

It's very important to know how many more times you can use magic.

If you could always figure out HP and MP like a game, it would be easier.

Unfortunately, there doesn't seem to be anything like a constantly displayed status.

Then, in the future, we will have to calculate MP consumption exactly.

Though the calculation of how much has recovered is not very subtle...

I wonder if I need a stopwatch or something later.

So, with this remaining MP, should I weigh in on calling Papette Golem anymore?

You should not hesitate to call them in depending on the circumstances of the war, but as long as you are your own escort now, fine.

"Go!"

On my signal, Alice jumps out of the grass.

I follow a little late, too. If it's just the two orcs, you don't have to do anything about it.

Instead, I should go inside the nursery, close the door, and take care not to have outside support to leak the sound of the battle.

Papette Golem follows along with a curse. I can run as fast as I can, on the back of my back.

Alice stopped in front of an open door.

For a moment, the movement becomes stiff.

What the hell is going on, I caught up with her a few steps behind...

Peek into the lobby of the Yukan Museum.

There was an oak.

In the center of the dim lobby, two oaks were covered in something like a white doll.

He exposed his lower body and was waving his hips.

Alice bites her teeth tight.

I can hear the toothpick.

Until now, I've thought of her as either a warm, non-exhilarating, calm person.

I thought I was the type of person who suppressed my emotions and acted calmly.

Alice was furious now.

I was so angry that I lost my reason.

Alice drops her hips and kicks the ground.

Black, long hair leaks into the wind.

With the wind, Alice storms into the orcs.

With the sound of Alice kicking the floor, the orcs, obsessed and waving their hips, notice the anomaly on the front door and pay attention here.

But already then.

Alice's spear is piercing the neck of the nearest oak.

The blue bloodshed dances.

Alice's body did not bathe in the running of that blood at all.

The next moment, that figure was disappearing.

No, she was just flirting.

The momentum of rotation pulls the spear stabbed through the neck of the oak, using the body of the desperate oak as a shield to hide itself from the other.

An intact oak searches for Alice's whereabouts in a hurry, but by then, she's already around the side of the oak.

Again, the spear sticks out. Hipped, brilliant blow.

That was exactly piercing the oak's throat.

Finally here, two orcs fall to fold.

Its body fades slowly.

I don't know, the...

Scary.

I thought I'd stop pissing her off.

I swore to my heart.

Alice exhales.

Looking down at what looks like a white doll, falling at your feet.

Again, bite the tight lips.

The next moment, we were warping in a white room.

Me and Alice face each other in a white room.

Alice looks at me with a crying face.

I don't want to hear it.

But I have to ask.

So move your thirsty thirst for karakara.

Hilarious mouth.

"That one."

"It wasn't you, Taki."

I shook my head.

"Still breathing?

"My neck was bent in the wrong direction."

Alice also bites her tight teeth off.

He grips both fists all the time and nags.

"I regret it."

I approached Alice and stroked her head gently.

Alice leaked a whimper.

He jumped into my chest and cried.

Nothing, I just let Alice cry.

That's all I could do right now.

"I am a lowlife."

After a while.

Alice spills as she sneezes in my chest.

"I'm glad I wasn't there, for a moment, I was relieved."

Now Alice was sitting on the floor crying.

Inevitably, I'm crouching so that I can support Alice.

Alice's bustling twin hills push against my chest.

I don't think so, I swallow my saliva.

But such evil feelings quickly disappeared.

There's one in Alice's hand grabbing the collar of my uniform.

The girl's hand, no, her whole body, is shaking in small pieces.

It was too painful.

"That one, even though he was killed. He was offended by an orc, killed, and still humiliated. But I was relieved to see such a sight. It sucks."

I guess that's natural, and I squeal in my heart.

One important to me and one irrelevant.

I just put two on the scale.

I must have been equally relieved in her shoes.

That's why Alice blames herself so hard, even though it's only natural.

Heart tender.

I think it's great.

That, however, is only a virtue in ordinary times.

Right now, in this situation, it's nothing but shackles.

But I couldn't do anything about it.

I couldn't do anything.

How can I say words that comfort her when I'm willing to abandon her? [M]

How can a word you speak with such a half-hearted feeling reach her heart?

So I just kept quiet and listened to Alice's confession of guilt.

It was the only thing I could do.

Eventually, the whimpering gets worse.

Alice's whole body relaxes.

I panicked and held Alice down.

I can hear you sleeping.

"... you fell asleep"

I slowly put the girl to bed on a wooden floor in a white room.

Sitting upright, I put Alice's head on my lap.

As long as we're in this room, real time remains stopped.

Then let's at least give her a break, as much as we need her heart.

Until I feel better, let me put you to sleep.

When we get back to reality, the tragic sight begins.

She will rub less and less of her heart.

So at least for now, I look down at Alice's gentle sleeping face.

For now, I want you to rest.

From the bottom of my heart, I thought so.