Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

Talk about Aurelia's birth world.

In the dead earth, people rely on marginal remaining green spaces and water sources to secure areas of survival.

It was the Virgin who was used to maintain it.

Hunting mankind to doom is a monster named Flawed Bugs (Bugs) whose biological and mechanical parts combine with snoring.

They are even more gigantic than people, and besides using attack methods that can only be described as magic.

The only weakness is the heart part called the nucleus (core).

Only the magic of the Virgin could destroy the thick outer skin.

Now I know.

Humans thought about transplanting the nucleus into humans to combat defective worms.

Aurelia could not realize that fact until the abyss of death, so I can only imagine the details leading up to it, but there were probably quite a few trials and errors until she succeeded.

It's not hard to imagine what happened to people who failed to fit.

After his death he was reincarnated into Arclair, Aurelia thought by touching the fold.

Why was the Virgin only a woman?

Precisely, couldn't only a woman have been a Virgin?

The Virgin had many restrictions on her actions, but, bearing in mind, some of them were forbidden until she put on surveillance.

Sex intercourse.

There were countless reasons why we could be lined up, such as the loss of sanctity or the difficulty of spreading even rumor units such as the Virgin's delay in prostitution, but how did we seal it so tightly?

And a ritual called regular adjustments (maintenance). He's unconscious when it starts, and it's over when he wakes up.

There is no change in the surface of the body.

Periodicity is thirty days in advance or forty days late.

And the fact that my imperfection wormed out of my lower body.

With all those conditions in place, it was easy to imagine.

It was the womb that contained the nucleus.

A man also has it if it is another organ. If you're a brain or something, you're lacking a reason to overlimit intercourse.

It is the identity of the secret art of the world that makes the place where life resides a part (part) that makes the nucleus function.

Aurelia was born in a city called Polut.

My father still worked as a collector looking for materials and stuff to use, but he didn't come home one day. Later, the rocket containing the family photo was just recovered.

Even though my brother wasn't seriously ill, he lost his life because of a lack of medication.

My mother was torn apart by a flawed worm in front of Aurelia.

A flock of defective insects broke through the security net.

It kills me too, when I thought so, the Virgin of the time helped me.

Before the vibrant salvation, Aurelia, fevered, sought to protect the people herself and the Virgin.

So that fewer people are killed by flawed worms, like my father and mother, so that fewer people are killed by worlds cornered by flawed worms, like my brother.

That's the end of the line.

It is the manifestation of hell that corrupts itself into an abominable defective worm.

What a funny thing to say about the last time a protected person would kill you.

That world survives by exploiting the virtues of the Virgin.

Many humans are thankful for it without knowing it, and those who know some of the truth continue to handle the Virgin beyond her useful life without heart.

Fulfilling, how far that ugly time earner goes.

That said, there was no interest in fine dust.

The problem is that now a blind woman who knows herself from the past is trying to pull Aurelia back to her idol.

What a lowest taste as a means of doing this.

"Come on, Grand Virgin, it reminds me of your own role once and for all now. Because you are the Great Virgin who will save the world."

When I said it, the contour of the woman wearing the mask blurred.

No, it was transformed. You can call it perversion.

A visionary, physical change.

"... you're insane."

Both feet emit a mechanical glow and go to the pointed legs of the tip. A creepy form that swells up all over your body and, by the way, the tubes are hidden. Eventually, the only thing I could do was size the carriage - a flawed bug reminiscent of an ant.

"If the madness of heroes is what saves the people, shouldn't we take the initiative and go mad?

A crooked, distorted voice is emitted.

"... there will be limits"

The words themselves, Aurelia does not deny.

For example, what's right?

Are you a human being who can be kind to people, have mercy, not dispute, be a worker, and be happy around them?

Then what good is such a right and nice human being out on the battlefield?

Those who cannot harm others because of kindness are nothing but a clump of feet.

For the good of the country, for the good of the family, for the good of our friends, for the good of our companions, not to die, it is those who can distort their righteousness and kill their enemies that are useful.

From that point of view, it can also be said that coming off normal is the acceptance of madness is the qualities of a hero.

Nevertheless, it's not like I should lose my sanity.

If you ask Aurelia, madness is the most medicinal drug that must be followed. And naturally, if the medicine passes, it becomes poison. The problem in the first place is that madness contains the drug poison of being out of normal.

It should be noted that few people can gain madness without stepping off the last line.

Isn't that what you call heroes?

It is those who stay out of the way and seek to be in people.

Therefore, to those who consider the acceleration of madness to be the right path, the title, is unqualified.

Very, but not what I can tell you.

With a laugh of self-derision in his mouth, Aurelia works out a magical formula.

"[Clear Thread Connection (and Depression Shin) - Enclosure Binding]"

An invisible thread is strewn, tangled up in a changed masked woman/face.

It was something that tied her up and made her inactive.

But cut the sky in vain.

"Shrinking the flesh......!?

Physical changes caused by magic are not against the law.

Because we are only replacing the increasing mass by magic.

But on the contrary, it gets harder to talk about as soon as possible.

In the reasoning I explained earlier, to be smaller, you have to convert the decreasing mass into magic.

I mean, it turns your flesh, temporarily speaking, into magic.

The art of reconversion is probably organized, but if we lose the corresponding magic by, for example, "black", we will no longer be able to undo it in the full sense.

Even if not, the same thing if the magic manipulation is slightly incorrect.

To do it uninterruptedly to an extent tied to an enemy, it's just a life-threatening way to take it off.

"... sure, it's annoying"

Face, once again an ant-type defective worm, appeared in front of him.

The yarn redeployment is delayed and will be laid together.

Threads unfolded at the rind inhibit the fleshteeth of the ants. Making heels and creepy noises is the equivalent of teeth where humans say they are. It squeaks, making repeated noises of the opening and closing.

"You're trembling, Grand Virgin"

"... I don't think you're very attracted to women."

"I don't think the protection of mankind will come true to a man who cares about makeup in the midst of a battle?

"It's not about cosmetic breakdown, Kedo..."

Nevertheless, Aurelia's strengths will have been discerned.

Faith leaks a sigh of admiration as the ants look.

"Oh, oh Grand Virgin......! Your bravery in confronting your enemies with trembling and fearlessly not stopping fighting them is nothing short of a grace to make the Grand Virgin the Grand Virgin!

It is undisputed and respectful that dwells in that voice, be it madness.

Aurelia finds herself here.

The woman in front of her, who forces herself to regress to the idols, is herself in the past.

I was myself when I admired the Virgin.

For Faith, the Virgin remains a wonderful person even after she learns about reality.

And the right thing to do for her is to get to Arksbaona.

I want Aurelia, who is better than anyone else, to be more about the right Arcs Baona than anything else.

That's what she claims. Though selfish, I don't understand. At least it's not a disjunction, and I haven't said anything that doesn't go by as a word.

That's why it's hard to tell.

"That's how you tell me to save people, irrelevant, faceless? Even in this world, again?

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Grand Virgin, isn't that our existential significance!

A girl who could only gain existential significance by devoting herself to the world cannot be uncomfortable with being strong about it to others. For her, that's the right thing to do.

"Save me, save me, save me first, even if I'm going to die worn out?

"It's great. If you can live up to your true self and decay, that's the end of it."

For Faith, I guess so.

Happiness for her is that. So it doesn't contradict, and it's closed.

"... aren't you stupid?

"- What?... now, my God"

Yes. Even Aurelia is afraid to fight. It's true that I'm going to tremble. Even humanly immature, and even upside down when Cro pointed that out.

Aurelia is a righteous man.

Above all, I understand it myself.

To the habit of the wicked, yearn for justice. It is important to note that he is pushed up to the character of a hero or something in his second life once, and he goes to the battlefield with anger.

But because he's an ordinary man. What you want is also mediocre.

"I'm sorry, but Atashi isn't crazy enough to feel happy about being crushed."

"What the hell, the Grand Virgin, what..."

Faith's words stop.

"I didn't have to reproduce it so far, but no, I guess I had to"

Aurelia made the yarn infinitely thin, so thin that it could not be felt that the pain was functioning that it allowed it to penetrate into her body. And discover the nucleus. Tie it up, now it's crushed.

"Do you abandon me? I seek salvation, the people."

"What Atashi saves is Atashi. I don't care what makes someone happy in the process, but I don't think I'm going to do anything about it until I'm unhappy."

Crowe said. 'If you move for yourself, it's for someone'.

Never mind for that matter. I even think it's a good thing that someone enjoys happiness after what they decide they should do.

"Holy Virgin, a moment, a moment"

I said, "I'm sorry, but I think it's filthy."

The magic reaction is interrupted, and Face's flesh takes it back from the woman.

Fall to cover herself, gently shrug her flesh out.

"... fu, haha, what is this"

Look at your own hands.

Shivering like an idiot.

It's self-evident.

Aurelia was the Virgin to exterminate defective worms.

That's why I'm able to be a fighter. It wasn't hard to crusade demons in a labyrinth attack.

But now it's a people-to-people fight.

What I have now taken is a man's life.

A woman who was not simply an enemy, but admired herself in the past.

Eat up your teeth, scratch and hold your own body.

I do what I think I should do, and I just want my happiness.

"Happiness is something you have to suffer so much to not get..."

Why are all humans unhappy to be reincarnated into Arclair?

Easy, because there's no reason to fight the full.

Let no man who is not seeking salvation have any respect for the Savior.

Unless you are one who falls into misfortune and seeks happiness, you will not move as God wishes.

It goes without saying that it would be more efficient to choose the latter if he were to have the spirituality to jump into the battlefield of his own free will with those who have no choice but to be compelled to do so.

Totally, well done system.

Using the dead of different worlds to try to maintain peace and equilibrium in the world, etc.

But both of them are collapsing now.

I guess that fix also has to be done by the heroes.

"............... really, bad personality"

After overflowing like throwing up, Aurelia stood up.

I can still fight, so I can't be depressed.

"Union of Heroes" - "Heroes of Control" Aurelia.

"Hero Brigade" - "Honorable Hero" Faith-Belholic.

Winner - Aurelia.