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

◆ Jack/Elvis ◆

As we proceeded through the dungeon, the evil spiritualist using the blue flame stood.

The unfamiliar color flames outweighed that of Azerea in firepower, and maybe that of Roost.

But.

It wasn't the enemy of me and Elvis.

"Did you do it?

"Yeah. Perfectly out of spirits"

The battle started, roughly thirty seconds later.

Elvis peeks into the face of the evil psychic girl who rolled onto the ground and confirms the spiritual drain.

It was the end of my luck that had challenged me in a relatively large place.

At the moment when the blue flame was imminent in front of him, Elvis swung the mirage sword and slapped his opponent with every flame.

At that time, the ceiling with the mirage sword was much more decisive.

If it had been a little narrower, it could have been buried alive and smelled like trouble.

"Why was the flame blue?

"I don't know. I knocked you down, okay? Let's get ahead of it."

My father, my mother, and Rachel are waiting for me in the first place.

I can't afford to be fooled about the enemy I've already defeated.

That was the right decision.

So...

"Mr. Jack!!

When Elvis accidentally screamed, I couldn't keep up with brain processing.

- Huh?

When you think that, it's too late.

Consciousness fades as soon as possible.

My body leans.

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◆ Ruby/Gawain ◆

"Three spiritual techniques... shared? Is that possible, or is that possible?

"Spirituality, you use it with your head or your spirit, right?

So if you can bind that spirit, you think it's possible.

I mean, this is a feeling, too, but didn't he feel unfamiliar with using the flames?

Probably not his own spirituality. "

I put up three fingers.

"We split into three groups.

So I guess you sent three magicians, one at a time, who shared each other's skills.

The breakdown of the procedure is probably, one is [lights at dawn].

One is super hearing.

The other one, the Spiritual Art to increase the firepower of [Dawn Light] -

This is probably similar to what the teacher was doing.

What can I give you to increase the power of fire? "

"Right! The third one is..."

"Yes. It's the spiritual art of air - gas use (...)."

Mmm, and Gawayne roared elusively.

"... or maybe more threatening than flames. If poisonous gases were used..."

"I think maybe his own spirituality was super auditory. So when it comes to other techniques, we don't have to use them that way."

"But if your guess is correct, a troublesome gas user will have gone to everyone else.

Regardless of Jack Lieber and His Highness, Azerea Austin and Philine Posford- "

"No.... I think Jack and the Prince are more at stake"

Gawayne turned around with a surprised face.

"... why? If you say it by force, it will be the best of us."

"That's why (...)"

To Gawain, who wrinkles at the root of his eyebrows, I repeat the explanation.

"Those two would kill their opponents to that extent, in a flash.

Doesn't that mean you don't have time to analyze their spirituality?

Those two probably only recognize themselves as' enemies using weird flames'.

I never dreamed I might use gas. "

Gawayne turned hazy.

"Right. For us, that blue flame was a terrible threat."

"Take it to those two, it's just a little fire with different colors. But even in a hurry, this situation is not worth analyzing using your head on purpose."

When you trample an ant, do you bother to analyze its behavior before it reaches the point?

If there's a weakness in that genius group, that's exactly where I think it is.

"Those guys would kill instantly if they were magicians to that extent. But if that's the 'gas user'..."

"... attacks such as poison gas will remain even if the magician himself is out of spirit"

"Yes. Exactly the last fart of Itachi"

If they knew they were gas users, those two would always be on guard.

But if I didn't know... I don't know.

"But even so, it is. His Royal Highness Elvis has" King's Eye ". If only those eyes perceived the information itself, they'd break through poisonous gases and stuff, by the way?

"Well, sure..."

I said vaguely.

"Shortly after the defeat of the enemy - even in the most relaxed circumstances - you are alert enough to immediately notice the subtle changes in the air, if that prince has one, yes."

It became an inclusive way of saying it - I guess.

I think it's because I've never seen it.

Where that prince is fighting with someone.

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◆ Elvis ◆

It was too late when I realized it.

"Wang Eye" always brings a great deal of information to me.

I can't handle all of it.

Generally, set priorities.

In its primacy, changes in air quality are not so superior.

It's simply information that's hard to process, so it's unconsciously behind us.

Still.

I would have noticed that usually.

This is indisputably...

I was alarmed.

I was barely able to hold my breath when I realized late on the poison gas by "King's Eye".

But that, too, only slowed the poison around a little bit.

I couldn't stand, and Jack followed you down and down.

Hand over the shaking consciousness.

With a blurred vision, I saw you fall right next to me, Jack.

I am completely unconscious.

Because of my delay in communicating the danger.

Such a mistake... such a mistake... when...!

Incredible, that was the real deal.

I didn't think I was such a devious person.

Maybe for the first time in my life.

I can't believe I made a mistake like this and put someone in crisis......

But I didn't have time to be in shock.

At the end of your gaze.

Down beside you, Jack, a shadow appeared.

The stuck evil spiritualist did knock him down.

There's no way I can get up yet.

Blurred vision taught me only the stature of the shadow.

Much smaller than the evil spiritualist just now who looked older.

More details were seen by 'Wang Eye' instead of the naked eye.

She was a girl I didn't know.

No, girl......?

I'm not sure.

The information conveyed by "Wang Eye" was somewhat complex, whether it was bluffing or dabbling.

Something like a girl (...).

I had to describe it that way. It was someone.

"………………………"

Move the paralyzing tongue somehow, who does what.

I didn't expect an answer back.

But I felt the part of the shadow's face pointed this way.

And...

"Dull"

"Dull dull"

"Tickle, tickle, tickle"

"Tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle, tickle..."

I ran scared.

Doesn't look fun or happy.

I'm not even mocking you because I said so.

What - that laugh.

It is no longer more suitable to call it 'ringing'.

It's more convincing to understand that that's what the monster sounded like.

A dissimilar laugh.

The laughter alone made it easy to see that my understanding was incomplete.

Something like a girl, when she stopped laughing, didn't even look at me anymore.

For that matter...... if you say you didn't relieve me, you're lying.

But seeing as I started dragging you somewhere out of my mind, Jack, I couldn't keep my mouth shut.

".................. ma,.......................................!

But in a body paralyzed by poison, you can't even scream satisfactorily.

Something you're not good at, Jack, is taking you away.

- I could only watch.