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

◆ Azelea/Phil ◆

"Whoa, whoa. It's not teethy."

The area is full of burnt smells.

"I thought it was finally time. I'm disappointed to see such a kid."

In the middle of a promenade where white smoke stood in hell, a man was showing his teeth and laughing.

"Is it convenient for me to get the job done quickly? Why don't you just clean up and take a nap?"

The man who ripped out his teeth so violently...

Phil peeks in a little from the top.

"... hey. This guy's still whining about something, huh?

In the middle of my flame-burned promenade, I looked down at a man lying on his back, out of spiritual power (element out), and I gently paid my hair.

"Leave me alone. I'm ashamed a kid like me killed me instantly."

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◆ Ruby/Gawain ◆

"... what... so...!?

The woman, slashed by Gawayne and elemented out, looked incredible.

"Instead, this one asks - of. You, that's eight steps. The boss is so naughty... because of his strength, this college is at most a third grade, right?

"Come on, Bergson. It is not something that whips the loser. … such as a criminal magician, to this extent."

"I thought you'd whip me up better."

The woman of the Evil Spiritualist Guild lost consciousness with a look of despair.

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◆ Jack/Elvis ◆

"You were licked because you were a kid."

The battle ended in an instant.

I was surprised to hear of the Ninth Step, but if it starts, it's nothing.

Before Mace waves down, I end up with a machete in "The Sword of Akane".

I was so uncomfortable that I was wary of the trap, but that didn't happen either.

"You're too understaffed to have such a crude guy as a watchdog."

"Maybe only a few magicians have real strength. There's no college for criminal magicians."

I'm sure this is' normal '.

This is the strength of a common spiritualist, trained in a special environment called college, and I guess we're at an unusual level from them.

I haven't fought a college student or a non-professional magician in a long time.

Before I knew it, we were incredibly strong.

"You know what this is like in the ninth stage."

"I don't know. They could be all numbered."

"Then let's go before they get together."

Leaving the Mace woman alone, we rushed to the old watchtower.

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◆ Azelea/Phil ◆

"What do you say? Anyone?

The entrance to the old watchtower.

Phil, who was using a rat to probe inside, shook his neck to the side.

"Mmm. At least on the ground."

"Sure, you said underground. Dr. Rachel..."

"I found the entrance to the basement. Let's just get that far."

We opened the corroded wooden door and went inside the old watchtower.

Smells like mold.

The dust in the air sparkled in the light that had been shot through the window.

There are so many spiral stairs up there that I can finally walk alone.

But it's the basement we're aiming for.

Phil opened the door, which was just a short walk into the tower.

Apparently, it was an understatement room for the watchman.

Thin dirty beds and empty bookshelves are left intact.

I casually peered under the table that was in the middle of the room.

One, the card is dropping.

Eight of hearts.

Maybe there was an unscrupulous person playing while on duty.

"Over here, over here"

In front of the bookshelf, Phil invited me.

I come closer and look up at the bookshelf.

If we reach out, can we reach the top shelf?

It was about that size.

"Maybe under this or something?

"Oh my goodness!

"It's not full of dust. You're telling me to move this?

"Can I burn it?

"We're gonna burn together!

I have no choice......

I couldn't replace my belly on my back.

Work with Phil to get off the bookshelf somehow.

I accidentally knocked him down, and the dust that was accumulating on the floor burst into abundance.

"Ke ho ho ho! Oh already......! Your hair and clothes are gonna get dirty!

"I took a bath - hey!

I miss the dorm baths, but not if I'm talking about luxury.

Under the bookshelf, the door was hidden.

When I open it, the stairs that lead to the bottom of the darkness reveal themselves.

Reconnaissance, please.

"Rika-yi"

Phil sent in about five rats.

And then, about ten minutes later...

Only one rat came back.

"... yeah....... yeah. I'm sorry, thank you. You scared me..."

Phil caresses the mouse's body.

I don't have the ability to talk to animals, but even I found that rats were terribly frightened.

When I let the rat go, Phil said in a slightly harsh voice.

"From here down... it looks like it's in the dungeon again"

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◆ Ruby/Gawain ◆

I disassembled the old bed that was in the upper modem and made it improvised pine.

Gawayne through the narrow stairs, going down in my order.

I couldn't reach the light on the ground much longer, and I almost stepped off my feet many times.

"Don't roll over. I'll get involved."

"One or two of the women told me to take it. A knight, Sama."

"Wasn't it disgruntling to be treated like a woman?

Being in the dark reminds me of something I don't like.

Even if he shouldn't, I was distracted when he had someone to talk to...

"... Mm. The stairs are over."

The narrow hallway was stretched.

As you shield Gawayne and move on with it, the road gradually widens.

When the four of us were wide enough to walk side by side, lights appeared forward.

A bonfire.

Two bonfires were placed, so as to sandwich the door of the kannon opening.

"... you mean someone came here first?

"It was the people on the Bifronce side who invalidated the junction. You can't be protecting this place..."

Besides, this atmosphere......

I felt it was similar to inside the First Martial Arts.

"Maybe it's a dungeon here, too."

"... you can have it. Don't be alarmed."

"Who are you talking to?"

We travel to the front of the kannon opening.

The door was engraved with a sentence like this.

"You open the lid of Hell's Cauldron yourselves."

"Superior."

Let me see.

Heavenly cauldron and boiled meat.

... It'll be much warmer than this anger of mine.

It wasn't locked.

Me and Gawayne open the door for two...

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◆ Jack/Elvis ◆

Beyond the door, there was a large space.

There are lights on many candlesticks, and you don't need a pine light.

Numerous statues lined up as if to welcome us.

Some statues are human or beast shaped.

Some of them weren't sure what it was.

At first glance, we have nothing in common...

We soon find ourselves wondering who it is.

"This... Spirit...?

Yes, it was a statue that pictured the Spirit.

Thirty-six on the right.

Thirty-six on the left, too.

A total of 72 statues line the walls to welcome us.

I approached the statue on the right, the eighth standing in front of me.

A giant peacock.

Spirit Sequence 65th - "Andrealfus of Distinguished Separation".

It is the spirit that dwells in me.

"What the hell is this... there was a place like this in the basement of the college"

"I wonder if I should say underground temple...... Sounds like a pretty old place, but I don't even feel abandoned at all..."

... get rid of it.

This college is also a college, and it seems to have some secrets.

Mostly, I'm not sure what the rationale is for a killing nullification junction.

"Jack. Hey, look at this."

Elvis, who was there earlier, called me in front of a statue.

That statue... 1... 2... count from front and 27th.

Considering it's in sequence order, is it the 46th place spirit?

46th...

I mean, "unidentified bifronce."

That was an odd statue.

No, statues...... you mean.

Without a pedestal, it looks like just a rock.

"This... flame, huh?

"Is that it?"

If we were to interpret it strongly, it was a statue mimicking a swinging flame.

Close is the soul of man.

It's indeterminate, there's nowhere to catch it - it's unidentified.

"The appearance of" Bifronce "only says" Unidentified "no matter what book you read. I wonder if this is what happens if you try to shape that..."

"I don't know. Or maybe he really looks like this."

The figure of the Spirit is truly varied.

Some of them look like beasts, some look like knights in armor, and they look like beautiful girls dressed fantastically as far as 32nd place "Asmodeus of Abominable Lips".

There are spirits who look like human souls, and nothing surprises me.

"Jack... do you think the spirits who live in the Evil Spirit King Bifronce are" Bifronce "?

"I don't know. In our common sense, it's not normal to name your own spirits. It's essential to stay down as long as you can with information about spirituality.

But... I don't think our common sense would make sense to a guy named Evil Spirit King... clearly, I don't think so at all. "

Whether the identity of the Evil Spirit King is that sister or not.

I don't know yet, but our common sense is definitely someone we can't count on.

"It's like resting a bad idea. Either way, we don't even know what" bifronce "spirituality looks like. Now we should take action anyway. Don't you?"

"Yeah... right"

We look forward.

Seventy-two statues watched me move on.

There, again, was the door.

"Orientally, you'd better have a first place to fight."

"If we head towards the middle, we might be able to rendezvous with everyone else."

"What about 'Wang Eye'?

"Much better than when I was in the fight. As far as I can tell, this room manages to get in all of it."

Eighty meters in all directions?

"The restriction on 'Wang Eye' means, after all, that this place is also under the influence of the [Labyrinth of Trials]..."

"Let's watch out for demons. It's the second time. Don't insult me."

Now if you solve the cryptographic quiz, it won't be the kind of null thing to go on.

I pulled the sword out of my hips.

The burning colour of the body shines in the light of the flames of the candlestick.

We launched a dungeon attack three times.

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◆ /Aaron ◆

"They have entered the underground temple."

Reporting the information that came in, Mr. Aaron put his legs together while sitting on the couch.

"As planned. Let them go."

"Are you all right?

"What?

"They're only three steps away."

"Is that reasonable?

...... hmmm......

I think I'm a little short on actors.

'Cause... they're those people, aren't they?

"Shut up and carry out your orders. I'll handle the dungeon."

"... ok"

Send out an order to the Three Sisters.

The number of magicians Mr. Aaron allowed to install in this dungeon is five.

Now you'll have used up all the boundaries.

I dare you to do it in such a way as to put me at a disadvantage...... if you let Mr. Aaron tell you, I guess this is' fair '.

"Well..."

Mr. Aaron laughed with pleasure.

"I wonder how you'll attack me this time"

...... hmm.

I (I) look at the side and twist my neck.

I don't know.

It's fair, isn't it?

You'd rather kill him than win, wouldn't you?

Like those people did then.