Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

The dull blonde hair is stretched out enough to cover her pale eyes and conceal them.

The neighborhood was engraved so deep that the orbits seemed to fall.

Is it about the second half of one hundred and eighty? It looks lower than it actually is because of the cat's back.

My skin is brown, but it's not burning in the day, it's a natural color like Hispanic.

The facial moulding itself is neat, and if all the unhealthy parts are reworked, it seems hot on the woman.

The cough looks terrible. Cojo and I cough quite often.

Every time I put my right hand, which I held for a while, on my mouth, but the wooden barrel jock with booze was also something that I was grabbing with my right hand, so my right hand was busy coming and going with the wooden barrel jock.

"... why don't you just do one with your left hand?"

Keisuke said modestly, the man looked at his left hand for a while before putting it on his mouth as he coughed. Your right hand is not away from the wooden barrel jock.

"... you seem to be able to think flexibly, Lord Nanolanthrot."

It was not suitable for the hustle and bustle of the tavern, and it was a voice that could be taken as shady.

It's just a voice that also shows that you're not in a bad mood.

I guess the default is low tension.

"Hi. Like I said, you need to talk to me, right?

The man named himself Grailfone.

Sounds like a magician.

"Grail......?

Yusuke frowns.

Because it sounded familiar.

"Oh, the first time I met him, he reacted just like you do now."

The man says as he nostalgic.

"A friend of Ligal Grail's, is that Graylphone? That's an interesting tour."

"Come on, please call me Gray. If you don't mind, come on, you can stop being a changed attitude. Even if the Heroes do me wrong, I'll be scared."

"... I'll let you do that. Gray, please tell me about me."

The man nodded slightly crooked his lips after a cough.

"Is that cough a disease?

"Koho, ah. I was born with weak lungs."

"Is that what magically doesn't cure you?

"Magic has something called, hey, intervention limits. So that healing magic can't bring back lost souls, choosing a natural trait as a" healing object "doesn't seem to be possible."

I didn't sound familiar with the word congenital traits, but I guess I should literally accept that it was translated that way.

Traits given from heaven. In other words, because the nature from birth is' normal 'for the person concerned, it cannot be the object of' healing 'magic.

"Koho, in the case of your 'black', are the intervention limits defined in the form of 'combined' quantities per volume? Here."

"Oh, it's a hit. Quinn's" White "doesn't seem like he can do anything" that wasn't there. "It doesn't have color attributes or anything."

"Here. Strikes out by 'white', or 'denial', can also not be aimed at all things. It has been decided that 'denial' is not possible."

For example, Quinn makes the existence of a single human being 'that there was none'.

This is my first 'denial'.

But I regret it, and "white" doesn't allow me to undo the fact that I turned it into "nothing".

You can't lay 'denial' on one thing.

That's why I can't resuscitate the dead either.

Because death is a state of 'denial' or extinguishment of life.

Kosuke's mental contamination is also undeniable for the same reasons.

That's because it's a slight 'denial' of Kosuke's 'normality'. And because the "denied" condition is "normal," "healing" is also not possible.

I guess I can 'deny' scratches and damage because that's the only way in the process.

It is human subjectivity that things break, and what is shaped is normal to change it.

Human injuries can also be the subject of 'denial' as a matter of course until death itself.

And both "black" and "white" have deployment limits.

It's the magic output.

In the case of Kosuke, the wall can be temporarily exceeded by [black night]. In exchange, mental contamination accelerates.

I don't know if it is the case with Quinn, but I am also asked for a price when I exceed my limits.

In the case of 'white', it's a memory.

As far as her reputation is concerned, I don't think I need to activate enough to lose my memory nowadays, but I've never heard of it, so I don't know.

"You're familiar with it, because you're a magician?

"I've been staying at Technological Nation Merect for a long time. Koho, there were some people who seriously thought about whether they could make magic implements that even used color and conceptual attributes. It's for sale."

"Heh, so when are you over here?

Master placed Don and Milk in front of Kosuke.

Exactly. I don't drink because my thoughts are dull when I talk serious.

That's what I told Shiro one day, but the master seems to guess everything without telling me.

Gray squeaks beside him as he sends his gratitude with his gaze.

"Today."

My hand stops reaching for Yusuke's jock.

"... because I heard Rigal's obituary... don't be too early"

"A few days ago, I stopped by the King's Capital at the Heroes' Conference to talk about seeing you in a while. Come on, come on. When I tried to come, he was dead. When I went to the palace, I was told that the body could not be shown."

Yusuke couldn't find the words to hang.

"Gone, when?

"Just now...... here we go"

Is it a misplaced form with Kosuke?

Then it's obvious you can't show it.

Because the body doesn't fit in the coffin.

"I'm not proud, but, hey, I'm somewhat famous in this country. Look, the fact that he's a friend of Ligal is also mainly the result of his hustle and bustle, and few people know it. It's strange that I'm not even allowed to enter."

I found myself scratching sweat in my hand.

Gently wipe with pants.

"Duh... and I made a guess. Instead of showing it, can't you show it? Come on, more importantly - don't you have something to show?"

The body he was pointing at the counter, he turns to Kosuke's side.

"… it is a well-known fact that many of the visitors who appeared in the Temple of the Woods have connections to this store. The advice, well, was earlier than expected, but you showed up. Here."

Naturally, my voice gets tense and stiff.

Well, there's something you want to talk to me about.

His gaze pierces him.

It was like fixing the product.

"I wanted to see it. What a hero who devoured the remains of my friends looks like."