Different Dream Worlds - Reborn Cheats and Mysterious Skills to Build Different Worlds

Red stained city at sunset, Imperial Anklik. One person was caught in thought by the heavenly side of the tower overlooking the city.

Lena told me that the contrast between white and red was usually beautiful, but the city stained in the sunset looked as if it was wrapped in a burning flame.

If you look up at the sky, the clouds spread slightly neglected. One by one flows slowly out of shape in a burning sky. It's as if it burns out and white smoke disappears.

A few days after the demon riots. The mayhem that took place in the Imperial capital instantly passed to all of the Empire.

And as the voices for details of the disturbances of the people who fear the demons intensify day by day, certain facts begin to flow to the public.

The present brave men were running away from the demons. I don't know who said it, but was it caused by the fact that there were no brave men among those who defeated the Daimyo?

Temporarily it caused the city to become rough. No, is it the Empire that got rough? I can hear you now as far as Imperial Castle telling me to change the brave man. It would be the result of a network of information unique to the great powers that has become a vendetta. Now we have regained some calm, but the voices of condemnation have not yet subsided.

They're selfish people. You're the only ones who could get away with it.

But public opinion is selfish, selfish things that don't think about personal opinions, feelings, etc. If someone sets fire to a powder bank called Public Opinion, it explodes all at once.

This world is not nice to them. They haven't been given a privileged environment like mine or anything, they're just walking on one stinging rail.

After all, it is wrong for them to be in this world. Forced to bring him from the world he was supposed to be, pushing the challenge. If that clears the challenge, that's a beauty story, but in this case, it's only a bad story about chest shit.

Their ultimate goal is the Demon King Crusade.

Such a thing is impossible. It's synonymous with giving up your life. Even if I could, how many decades on earth would it take?

Even I, the blessed one, can't say aloud that I can still win.

"... but you did well, did you? I can't let the brave men hear me."

That's the word I was told when I asked Mr. Lena about this place. One word I couldn't solve, and one of the brave men gave me a dead man.

This commotion was totally my loss. Murderers and demons did it good, and all I got from the counterattack was one of his arms. Even if I tell you who I am, it's just that it's the guy who killed me in the world before. I don't know his name, his origins, or anything in this world.

This one, by contrast, has caused a great deal of damage to the city and numerous casualties to people living in the capital, including the brave ones. What's more, the wind against the brave has intensified, causing deep wounds to their hearts.

Totally lost this one. It's like I set this up, but I couldn't even catch a killer.

"All Perfect's name is returned."

Two names I wasn't too happy with originally...

The sunset shows shade, and the city that was red falls into darkness. On one side, the city, imprisoned in the dark, was creating a creepy tranquility.

Murderers, demons.

Two darknesses are spreading to this country today. Before that darkness, the brave men to be stood. Behind you, the people just get stuck if you don't miss them.

Surely this is suck politics. The brave man standing on the arrow is not pitiful.

RPG I used to do. I wonder how the brave men in it felt to save the world from the Demon King. Probably put on a sweet word, save the city just because you have power, defeat evil, and save the world. I wonder how the brave man felt fulfilling it.

What thoughts did you come up against the burden of being blamed by the world once you failed?

I don't know.

But we know that they are never the chosen brave men with special powers in that vortex. There's no way they can stand this burden. Soon you'll be broke.

They would have figured it out already, too. What is the exchange of life like? You must have found out by staining yourself. No matter how much you take measures, no matter how strong you get, when you die, you die. That's not just me.

Every time I cry with heartbreaking repentance, then I don't have a chill.

I had already started to distinguish myself from others. Whether you kill someone else or can't help you, you have nothing to mourn deeply. Even if you feel depressed, you won't be able to keep pulling it off forever.

That's normal. In this world.

A demon kills someone he knows. It's a daily tea meal.

People die in front of you. I've seen it many times.

I defiled my own hands. I'm starting to get used to it.

It's getting more and more stained in this world. I don't think I can say whether that's a good thing or a bad thing.

But they shouldn't step out any further. Yeah, I think so.

Because I don't think we need to go any further to live in Japan.

Well, that's the line of words, and in the end, I just don't want to admit them. As a resident of this world.

So I didn't want this world to stain me until I had a heart. Because then I'm sure I'll have to admit them.

That's why I told you to go home, this isn't the world you're in. If we crushed it more, they might never have blamed themselves.

But unluckily, the words of me and the world overlapped.

You won't be able to do it anymore... trying to be brave...

That's how I thought about them that darkened my expression after the incident.

"... if you get lost, follow your heart"

I put my hand on my chest, in words. I came here today because I didn't know what I wanted to do.

I wanted to face my heart slowly by myself.

What can I do for them now?

Leaving it alone is one hand. Reaching out again and working up is one hand.

And moving to send them back is also a means I can take.

As much as we think about it, the means will spread countlessly like the eyes of a net. But the hole is huge, and my heart is indeterminate.

"... try to get flushed into the situation for a while"

Until my heart is fixed...

"Kitchick."

"Whew..."

Blonde Lorigal found her when she came down from the tower because it was getting completely dark and cold.

"Why do you hate it so much when you've met me for a year!

"No, he said it was troublesome."

"... you're gonna cry, aren't you?

Blonde Lori began to put tears in her eyes with her eyes would-be as she said. I knew this kid was a hassle. I have trouble handling it. I'm vulnerable to women's tears.... Probably the guy, though.

"Well, what... it's been a long time. How have you been?

"Yes! Mr. Kitchick... you look fine"

Lucy easily regained her energy. But in the meantime, I want to know what it is. At least, I wanted confirmation.

Even if I was wearing seals.

………………

Lucy's eyes are so full of mercy, like when I look at Anna.

No, I want you to wait. I hope you don't make any weird mistakes.

This is on me, trying to inspire the brave men who are sinking. Lucy didn't just interrupt me before I went there, and I didn't wake up to some crazy sexuality.

I scratched the area and it was easy for Lucy to understand, and I hot-belled that this was still the case. The buds must be picked early.

I know how this turned out to be a great tree.

"Mr. Kitchick."

This is it. If this happens already, my name will be a kick-ass and I will have to job-change from adventurer to character today.

That's why I overlaid the hot valve. But...

"You seem to have a lot of hobbies."

The roots were deep. This is the one who's going to be a big tree!

"... By the way, is it true that you defeated the Demon Man with one blow?

Lucy, who has obviously changed the course of the story. I know, so my gaze hurts very much.

I took such a painful gaze and decided to reopen it.

Because if you think back often, this world is filled with cosplayers. Lucy the princess cosplay. But only the knight in armor, only the prince cosplay funny, the city is full of cosplayers.

That's right. I'm not crazy about anything. It's just a little different direction, and depending on what you look like you're wearing complete protective gear, if you mirror it by about 10 pieces...... I'm sure. Probably. If I may.

"... oh, I've fought with a bunch of them in the last few months. I just know how to take it down."

I regained my calm and answered with the usual expression.

"Wow, Mr. Kitchick is a brave man after all..."

"I won't."

Why is this child giving up so badly? If you don't listen well, I'll have your sister punish you, okay?

"Ugh... there's only Mr. Kitchick. Otherwise, this country will perish…"

"Huh? Why would my country perish if I didn't become a brave man?

I don't understand why the great case of the demise of the Empire involves me not being a brave man. In the first place, this country is doomed, right?

That is the only way to perish unless the dragons attack in large numbers but come.

"I will perish, because more than 10 years ago, this country was about to perish."

... was supposed to be.

"... what do you mean?

I accidentally took a breath and listened back to Lucy's serious expression, which blew away the joke.

"The former Brave Army was weaker than the Brave Army of the past. That caused the country to be rough, and the Temporary Empire went into havoc in the uprising and rebellion. So the next brave man has to be strong. More than anyone."

Lucy's eyes, staring at me, got stronger. It took in the light of the moon and was pale and glowing. She knelt before me with the light in her eyes.

"……… Again, please represent the country. Please, be the brave man of our country. You're all we have left. Dear Kitchick."

Lucy's whispering voice drooling at my feet disturbed my heart.

- It all depends on how I feel.

I thought they said that.

The fate of empire survival and dreams from an early age.

The weights that could not be weighed in the balance and so on were going up and down in my mind.

"... let me think"

It's not easy to decide. Neither was easily truncated in size.

Even in such a deceptive way, it was a great advance for Lucy. As I blossomed the poor flower worthy of age, I took my hand I had offered and stood up, my hand was pulled back, and my body was in front.

"... Huh?

It conveys a soft feeling on the cheek. I get distracted and inadvertently leak my dumb voice. Lucy whispers softly in my ear like that.

"Now you're gonna put my body on Omake, right?

"............... you're the same"

"That's Kitchick, too."

I stroke Lucy's head with obstinate eyes as she wipes her kissed cheek.

I'm not interested in kids.

".................. I just noticed something terrific"

He kept his mouth shut and looked at Lucy like a small animal, but he gave her a gaze as if he noticed something hah.

"It's different when you grow up, isn't it? ⁉ ●"

"Come on? What do you think?

I thought I'd misrepresent Lucy with a full look of anticipation.

"Hey, what's the Empire going to do with the braves of today?

"Are you a brave man now? If you don't ask the Emperor..."

Emperor. Speaking of which, you never spoke properly yet.

"Okay, let's go ask now"

"Uh ⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉;⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉⁉; No, it's already dark today, and I want you to sleep with me today and go tomorrow."

"Don't fall asleep with Sarah or anything. Look, let's go. It's time to show off your power as a nobleman."

"Ah... hey, Mr. Kitchick, wait, please, wait! Your sister's gonna piss me off!

Ho ho, that has to go today. Right now.

I forcibly took Lucy, who I hated half crying, and put her in the Emperor's room. Imperial soldiers on the lookout forcefully pushed through, "Can't you hear the life of the Hulkath family?" Every time I met an Imperial soldier, Lucy's mouth, which became a demon doll, was cuckoo resistant, but, well, it would be certain that your sister would be mad at me already.

"Tatsuya!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

When Gabba opened the door and turned it into an emperor's room, Lucy, freed from the puppet, rushed to block his mouth.

"What are you doing late this evening?"

In the room was a middle-aged man. Is he about 30 years old? Blonde with clear eyes of an empty colour, opposite like a lion's tenderness. At a glance you can see that you are working out. The flesh is masculine and longs for it.

"Aww! Excuse me, Your Majesty.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. And, Mr. Maresia, it's been a while."

"Ooh, sister ⁉ ●"

I noticed Mr. Maresia sitting in front of the Emperor first. When I spoke softly, Lucy peeled her eyes off.

"Lucy, what are you doing?

"Hino! Mr. Kitchick, I resent you! I resent you so much! Tomorrow morning, Mr. Kittick's bread is the only one without ears!

Lucy plots to do plain vengeance while crying. But the other way around, I laughed and told her that she was just a pain in the ass.

"Right. Good luck with that. By the way, I eat 100 slices of bread."

"Uh ⁉hihi, it's cowardly, no!

Lucy left to be hit today. One of these days I'm really going to cry momentum.

"So, what can I do for you?

"What are you going to do with the Brave Army?

"Lord Ray, this man is His Majesty the Emperor of this country. Be careful with your mouth."

You don't like my mouth, I meant to use respectful language for once...

"... Hmm, so how about this? Emperor, what are you going to do with the brave man?"

"Absolutely not. Yikes, the opposite looks great!

Um, I tried to imitate Luxeria's tone, but did he look great? I thought it was polite...

"So what about this kind of talk? Your Majesty, I know what I (I) brave men will be treated like. Would you like to tell me?

"Please spare me, but please don't talk to me like a woman because I'm sick!

You have no choice. Because all the nobles I meet are women. The only guy who would talk like that, it's funny. I don't remember ever asking.

"... trouble. What should I do? I'm not talking about it."

"Kitchick, do you say that? It's Mr. Kitchick's fault we're not talking about it."

Don't poke where it hurts. Oh, boy, he's a tough lollie.

"All right, let's do this! I'll tell Lucy. Lucy tells the Emperor to translate it."

"I interpret the same words. It hurts when I see them from the side..."

I put my hands on Lucy's shoulder with a vain eye like that.

"It's okay. She's much more painful when she's screaming out for a virgin."

"Cool! Prepare my generation, it's too harsh to call a painful child!

Pump angry Lucy. But that hurt pretty bad. Honestly, it was a dong pull.

"If this happens, it's a last resort. ……………………

I peek into Lucy's eyes. Then,

"... you know, you're so grounded. You're mistaken. No, it's not that I don't like it... do you say it's embarrassing to be here, Mr. Kitchick, not from yourself like this..."

Something starts to mozzle like a smell, Lucy. I was forced to interrupt, vegan and squeaky.

"... what are you talking about? I'm trying to convey words with my eyes. What am I mistaken for?"

"Become! Terrible! Do not deceive the innocence of the maiden!

"Innocent maidens do not seduce men with their bodies"

I protested resolutely in tears. He blamed me for being so upbeat that when I overtook it, he changed his vector this time and got angry.

"Are you an idiot to say words with your eyes more or less ⁉ “ Are you an idiot ⁉ ” Isn't that something you can do!

"I can! In fact, I've had many conversations with my buddies over and over in battle"

I was confident and stared strongly at the Emperor.

Lucy's pants are red today.

Lucy's pants are red today.

Yes. Sending thoughts through your eyes over and over again...

"Are Lucy's pants red today"

"So why did you do it?"

"Look, I passed it on"

"Er ⁉ strange, strange! We're talking in a weird direction! I mean, Mr. Kitchick, what are you telling the Emperor? It's disrespectful!

Haha and rough breath, Lucy penetrates desperately loud. You're going to make a good combination of fun and set.

"Cohon. I don't mind the way you talk all the time, so can you get down to business? I don't get tired of watching them talk, but I'm busy for a few minutes."

"You did it, Lucy. Tame is fine."

"I think that's a little different......"

When I slapped you on the shoulder saying you did well with Pong, you used me with your jitty eyes. Lucy turns to me. I set the record straight, even naturally.

"All I want to ask the Emperor is what to do with the brave men of today."

"… what to do,. Certainly the situation is not fragrant right now. In view of that, if the status quo stays as it stands, the Demon King crusade… must be practically banished"

The emperor, who spoke of the banishment of the brave, did not have an excellent complexion. The emperor himself doesn't seem to think that much. But it came from the expression, not the words, that this country's position as the head of the country would not allow us to take anything but the option of exile.

"... can't you give him back to the world he was in?

"It's... impossible"

It was Maresia who answered my question. For a moment she lifted her hips out of the chair as if to stand up, but immediately said it was impossible for her to pull out of force and lean over.

"May I ask why?

"... can you promise never to tell the braves?

"Oh. If I knew I couldn't go home, I'd see someone desperate."

That would be especially true now. The voices from around them are also harsh and they are themselves involved. There's no way I can say anything to make you give up hope.

"... the initial prospect was that a little rewriting of the magic formations of the Brave Summons should have allowed them to return to their original worlds"

"But you don't think you can do that?

"Yes, when I analyzed the ancient text, I found that there was something else in the magic formation that I needed."

Decrypt ancient texts?

Ancient talk. Isn't that what you're saying?

Though I thought about such a misalignment, I waited for it to continue without pinching my mouth.

"... it's a memory of the world. Repatriation magic is fundamentally the same as ordinary magic. The images you need to transcend the world, even if you can write them to the magic team, will not be activated without the images you send them to."

I mean, is it impossible for people in this world who don't know the world over there to bring them back to their original world?

"If one of the braves stays, can't the others give it back?

"... that, too, I thought. But I can't do it right away. They still manipulate intermediate magic, so make the best of it. I still don't have enough imagination. Even when we summoned them, we succeeded in gathering the famous wizards. At the very least, we need the most advanced wizards if we can."

... I see. If we're going to transcend the world, we need a detailed image. It is naturally lacking in image power to an intermediate degree. Mr. Maresia is right.

"In the end, we need time. But we don't have that much time either as it is. It's only a matter of time before there's a riot."

"... that's what I'm talking about"

Mr. Maresia and the Emperor both clouded their complexions. Lucy doesn't seem to have understood all of the current stories either, but she seems to have understood that the brave can't go home, and the usual brightness lurks.

While such a dark atmosphere occupied the scene, I was in a pussy mess.

Was it me again?

He has a critical but superior magical imagination and even more memories of spending time on Earth. Plus, I didn't even come as hairy as I was going to go back to Earth.

... I'm the only one here.

By the way, here's one problem.

I don't want to be revealed as a reincarnator. So how do you not reveal yourself to be a reincarnator and get promoted to a wizard who should also be called the nucleus of that magic formation... I can't think of a good reason.

... No, wait?

There's a bullet you can use.

"I have one hand"

The depressed air changes into gallery in that word. It was something that included fright rather than anticipation of my proposal. I didn't understand why it was such an atmosphere, but seriously, I continue to wonder if it would bother me.

"There's another guy from the same world as the brave ones"

"You think there's another brave man? What a fool. We don't have time to hang out with such a wordpress."

"Well, well, don't be so cocky, Emperor. I have proof."

Lucy whines' You'll be killed for disrespect 'on the side, but where is this still compared to the treatment of a prince, I'm going to be paying my respects.

"Okay, let's hear it. Where is the other brave man?

"Come on? I don't know where you are. But there's always one in this country. And if you're a human being in this country, you all know him."

"I don't know where you are, but does everyone in this country know? Which story is it in?

Like a little fool, an emperor who brings in tea. Sounds like you think I'm joking.

I'm a little angry, but I also calm my mind and tell her its name that I would suddenly make a fool of myself if she talked like this.

"'Engraved Murderer'"

The moment I told him his name, the spot froze. An unexpected name pops up, and even an unidentified mysterious killer. As in denying it, there is no basis for it.

Inevitably, my claim to have proof is stronger. But there was an emotion on the spot that was not easy to believe and that I didn't want to believe again.

"Engraving engraved by a murderer. Show those to the braves and you'll see. The braves can read the engraving, and they know what it means. I mean, the killer's engraving, not the engraving. It's a letter. Of the world of the brave."

I dared to tell the brave men to get confirmation. Because that's the most certain thing, and I thought if you turn your head a little, you'd misunderstand why I knew that.

"Lucy, I need confirmation now."

"Ha, ha!

That's what the emperor said. When he made Lucy head to confirm the facts, he sat deeply in the chair and placed his head over his tied hands. And whined like a soliloquy, staying in that leaning position. It's like asking yourself.

"I mean, if you catch a killer, you say you can do something about it... but can you catch him fulfilling it in a situation where you don't even know his face yet?

Ask yourself Emperor. That's where I remember.

Me... you saw his face.

"You can tell by the face."

"What?"

"You fought during the other disturbance. He ended up getting away with it, but now he's a ship's arm because I cut him off. I can write sketches, and now you can pretty much hunt down killers, right?

The emperor turned his eyes round and laughed small.

"Thank you. This will bring the case to a close."

"All right, then I'll leave the killer to you. I'll do the brave ones."

"Ha...?

Now the emperor patted his eyes, as he was taken aback. Slightly inclined neck.

"Improving the reputation of the brave. After that, I'll do it myself."

"Hey, what are you saying? You understand the situation? what this country is like right now."

I don't know the details. But it doesn't matter now. No matter what state this country is in, it remains the same. The hostility to be directed goes to the right place. That's all we're talking about.

Return is upon us. If you manipulate the voice of democracy in a way that lets you return the brave, you can. Because this country is so threatened to perish with its voice.

"Well, I'll take care of it. Because I won't make it worse. The point is, you can twist and bend the people's voices. There are just two good scape ghosts. You just have to let criticism be directed at you."

Maybe I have cold eyes right now. Though a demon, I killed nearly 20 more. Charstena said she didn't want me to kill anyone, but the reality wasn't so sweet.

I'm glad Charstena isn't here all this time. I'm sure I wouldn't have stepped out with her.

But I'm the only one who has to kill that man.

Because he's like I brought him here.

I will... I will hunt you down, killer. Instead of this country, I'll erase your place from this world and broil you out.

There will be no excuse thereafter. As long as you took away your memories, saw your memories, or even killed them, no, more importantly, the more you meet them, the more rotten excuses you can come up with.

Only you, I'll kill you with my hands.

That's my responsibility for bringing the darkness of you into this world.

That's how I looked out the window with a tough face...

"By the way, what is that outfit?

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The seals were smashing everything up.