Do You Think You Can Run After Reincarnating, Nii-san?

When I realized, I was wandering through the woods.

I don't know where this is.

I don't even know why I'm here.

I don't know where you're going.

- All I know is that I have cancer and a headache.

Almost unconsciously, he kept wandering to be impelled by pain, and eventually, he went out to an open place.

The blanks of the woods, empty as the trees feared.

In the middle of it was a big tree.

A glittering leaking day is pouring down from the gaps in the periphery that have spread like a roof.

It's like heaven, I thought.

So when I found the silver-haired girl at the root of the tree, I thought she was an angel or a fairy.

- Kokuri, kokuri...

Girl with silver hair, wrapped in a warm wooden leak and rowing her boat with a noose.

Make sure you're attracted to it.

Come on.

Step forward.

"......................................."

Long lashes lying down trembled.

And lift slowly.

My eyes, beautiful as gems, captured my appearance.

'.................. hmm?

Tori, and.

At the same time as the girl tilts her little neck.

My consciousness was broken.

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"It's rare. I didn't know you were going down there. '

The girl named herself Toula.

Naturally, he says it's not an angel or a fairy, it's an elf and a half-ling half.

She looks like a girl, but she's been alive for hundreds of years.

Having lost too much consciousness of my headache, I woke up in the bed of Tula's house.

It's a wooden house.

It's narrow enough to live with a family, but Toula alone is too much.

'You don't have to be afraid of that. A nap is just a routine baba. It's just every day I spend eating time. "

Though she humbled herself so much, it seemed untouchable to me that 'just every day I spend eating time'.

Why not?

Even though I probed through my head, nothing came up.

Toula treated me personally, having lost my memory.

"I don't know if I'll see you once a hundred years. If you scorn me, the Spirit will give you all your love."

Though she herself jokes and says so.

As much as there is genuine kindness in that expression... even to me I can't remember, I could easily read it.

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'If only I'd been a little slower. He's not like an elf.'

The headache that had been going on for so long healed, or I tried to leave under Tula.

As always, I can't remember anything... but something left in my empty head hurries me.

Quickly.

Quickly.

We have to hurry.

Even though you don't know your destination, the feeling that you had to move anyway was fulfilling in me.

"It's dangerous not to have memories. The world isn't sweet enough to survive just common sense, is it?

When I pressed silence, Tula laughed prankily and stood one finger.

'Then let's do this. Take a bottle from the Spiritual Warfare. "

Tula told me unilaterally, bewildered.

"Goodbye" is not for safekeeping until then.

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The Dean of the Academy, who peered a large monocular eye through the hole in his chest, is confronted by Rachel.

Behind it, an undead bird tangled in a black tentacle.

Oh and the fact that the Spirit Avatar is out... isn't he just manipulating the body?

This is a dungeon made by [Labyrinth of Trials].

It's a kind of different space.

Because it's not supposed to happen. It's bound to happen as much as three inches on the chest tip of the magician.

The most powerful spiritualist, the Spirit King Toula Cleese itself.

Even if it was resurrected there - no wonder.

Rachel took it a step back.

Stick your arms out to the side and control us.

Stand back, you guys.

"So...!

Azerea tried to recruit me, but I grabbed my shoulder and took control.

I shake my head and tell Azelea to look back.

"It's not the level we can follow."

"Huh...!?

I'm a spiritualist, too.

Look closely at Rachel's prowess.

And if you look at the look on her face now.

It was easy to see that the battle we were about to start was not within our grasp...

I bite my teeth.

Regrettably.

Even Rachel is one of those people I want to protect.

I don't have that power right now.

Now I was more of a child on the side to be protected...

The six of us, we go outside the stage in silence.

Rachel and the Dean of the College - No, only Palatura remained on stage.

The wind blows across.

From the stage where all the floorboards were stripped, the earth and dust rose.

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It looked like Rachel was whining about something.

But that voice won't reach us.

I heard that word, I'm sure...

I'm no longer here, just her master.

And the battle of different dimensions began.

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A voice that doesn't even sound like a voice, like rubbed metal.

That's probably a song.

It was an alien song, not similar to the clear-cut one before.

The stage cracks like a spider's nest.

Overflowing from its depths is the red lotus flame like the tongue of the Destroyer God.

- "Red".

The spiritual art of Tula Cleese [hymn of purity] manipulates vibrations.

Its application allows us to destroy the ground on a large scale and to vibrate molecules to produce heat.

The red lotus flame licks the stage very hard.

Rachel kicked the ground and flew high.

Stay afloat at high altitude and don't come back.

The flames are still filling the stage.

"Not good......!

"What? What...!?

When I groaned, Azelea was surprised.

"My master can only use spiritual art up to two things at the same time. As long as I use [nested permeable wings] to float, I can only use one spiritual technique......!!

"Ah...!

The spiritual technique used by Rachel is inferior in terms of output compared to Roost.

That weakness, she had made up for by combining two surgeries.

But I can't do that.

As long as the flames are blocking the scaffolding......!

The red lotus flame, which filled the stage, was cleverly avoided only around the perimeter of Palatura.

Nestled alone in a sea of flames, Palatura takes out an iron fan.

The only and greatest weapon the Eternal Spirit King possesses.

Bang! And that unfolded.

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A dissimilar song that resonates once now.

At the same time, Palatura fans an iron fan with an empty rackel hanging.

And the wind that winds, it's not just the wind.

It's an invisible vibration wave that paralyzes all who touch it.

Even Elvis, with his "King's Eye," could not flaunt this "air quake".

Anyway, totally invisible.

I don't know the speed or the range.

That's the most troublesome thing about a weapon called the 'Atmosphere'.

But...

Rachel kicked in the void and avoided the 'sky quake' perfectly.

Paratura tries to capture rachels running in the air at high speeds by scattering 'air quakes' twice, three times.

But Rachel let him change his course exquisitely each time.

I'm totally out of it.

It's as if the wind is visible.

How the hell...!?

"- Ahhh...! Fire powder!"

Elvis raised his voice unexpectedly.

"I'm watching the fire powder swing rising from the flames and I'm watching the wind...! I can't believe I read the hard to read wind trajectory even in" Wang Eye "from such trivial information......!!

Indeed, from the flames that filled the stage, a number of star-like firepowders had risen.

But those quickly burn out and disappear.

Even if the firepowder taught us the orbit of the wind, it's for a moment.

For a moment, Rachel doesn't miss a single moment.

From the air, firepowder rising from the flames won't be as big as a grain of sand - you never miss it.

Raquel retreated directly behind him as Paratura wielded an iron fan.

Fire powder swept simultaneously like a flock of fish and scattered quickly.

A vibrating wave emitted from the iron fan hits Rackel straight......!

Inevitable......!?

The moment I thought so.

The wind broke.

There is no way Rachel has been paralyzed.

Didn't hit...

No.

... it didn't arrive.

"I read through the range...!

Escaped from the range of the 'air quake', Rachel retreated to the roof stretched like shelter over the audience.

And land on it.

Backed by a dark dome covering the sky, Raquel looked down at the stage paratura.

The difference between him and me is more than 50 meters over a straight distance.

But.

Rachel no longer needs to use [nested permeable wings].

Chikah, and Rachel's hands glowed red.

Shortly after, Palatura disappeared into flames.

To a complete rackel with no bondage whatsoever, the concept of intermission equals nothing.

Because if you use the wormhole by [Miraculous Dotted Hole], you can deliver an attack wherever you go.

Gowwwww!!

and a fierce gust of wind blows through the stage.

The flames that were filling the stage were scattered in an instant.

What emerged from inside was a partly scorched palatura of clothes.

For the first time she moved her own legs and began to run over the crack-burning burnt stage.

I set fire to the flames I created to secure my escape.

But there's no way I can get away with it.

Rachel's [outrageous void hole] can create as many exits against a single inlet.

Any speed is pointless for a saturated attack...!

Rachel's hands shine red again.

The flames created by the [lights of dawn] split many times in the process of passing through the wormhole -

- At that time.

Palatura stopped inadvertently.

And on the spot, it spins like a creep.

Wow!!

and the wind rolled backwards.

It's like a tornado.

The wind swirled with fierce momentum, mainly in Palatura.

But it soon disappears flat.

It's just, like, sucked in somewhere...

- Sucked in?

"Master!!

When he shouted and raised his face, Rachel was dancing high and high in the sky.

The counter.

The wormhole is just a hole - if you can get through here, you can come through there too.

The moment Rachel opened many of the exits of the wormhole, she slammed an 'air quake' into all of them.

The 'air quake', which enters simultaneously from several exits, comes together at the entrance and bursts near the rackel......!

I was dutifully invited.

Trying to create an escape was to invite a saturation attack!

The risen rachel stops perfectly in the air.

[Nesting Penetrating Wings] wiped out inertia.

But I can't move any further.

My whole body is paralyzed by the effects of the "air quake".

Fluffy drifting through the air is the best you can do.

Exactly, it was carp on a slab.

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As the alien song sounded, Vin, and the iron fan began to vibrate.

Radiofrequency blade that even rips the atmosphere.

Its power to reach the location where Rachel is located is proven by the Exhibition Match with Elvis.

- Sween.

It was a quiet sound.

Palatura swung through the iron fan.

Gally Gally Gally Gally Gally!!!

That's not the comparison when Elvis.

The invisible blade released from the iron fan carved further cracks into the cracked stage, doubled the audience seat, ran up the wall, chopped and chopped the roof like a cake-

To Rachel, it arrived.

Lakel's body floating in the air without power.

- In two, broken.