Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

I have two sisters in front of me.

Needless to say, if I'm not mistaken for Lucife, then another world twa didn't emerge at this time.

This is why there are two Kurono Eternity dressed in red costumes, not military uniforms.

Obviously, one of them is fake.

But both were real enough to look at.

It is not an area of morphological change. Dimensions are different.

Even the word imitation of existence is weak.

This is like, a replication of existence. Mass production, not imitation.

Undoubtedly, Kurono Eternity exists at this moment.

It's not just the magic reaction, all the information we can observe is the same.

"Eh," "eh."

One would be fake, but real to confusing emotions.

"[Black Rope]"

Yusuke was not lost.

Appear a pitch-black rope and wrap it around one twat without capturing it.

"Huh, Koo......!?

A bitter voice.

Confusion still doesn't disappear from the surroundings.

"Stop playing crap"

It is with concern for the magical effects that Kosuke is holding false twas unharmed.

If the magic of making the subject and being alike up to this point does not necessarily mean that harm will not be done to the real thing.

"Oh, hey, hey, hey? What makes you think you're a fake? Even with these wise eyes of mine, I cannot discern the true nature of Sir Synthesis Doarthur, who became two."

Jeanne proclaims in such a way as intrigue.

Yusuke gave it back cold.

"Then your eyes are a pit saver."

Jeanne takes it happily.

"Haha, that's tough. Sure, if you lift your lid, it's Galanto, though, right? If you want a hole, why don't I show you? You can laugh as much as you like."

"Laugh alone."

The rope is made of 'black'.

No matter how homogeneous your existence is, more than magically 'made' should collapse with 'swallowing'.

In fact, gradually from where it was tightened with rope, it happened.

It's like the noise running into the video, the presence shakes.

Transparent deviations, roughness, and distortion also looked like a pneumonia that the refraction of light showed.

"Oh... did I really guess and show it to you? Wow, no, I'm honestly amazed, not flattered or anything. Slightly magically active behavior? Or were you capturing the moment of activation? Or was there some other technique to judge or this one's mistake?

Jeanne's imagination was too far off target, and Kosuke was frightened to death.

'Black' seeping out of the rope covers the fake and peels off her sister's skin.

What emerged was a human being wearing a black cloth from his head. You're a woman, aren't you?

Kosuke looks at the attributes he's got and is amazed in his chest.

- "Clear", right?

Whether I can call it a color attribute or not, I finally even came out with a transparent magic attribute.

The host is "Being". I guess that made me the same as my sister.

"You really don't get it? So you can often call yourself Hye-Eye."

"I know you're angry. Even if they played with the likeness of their beloved sister, the hero of sister thoughts won't be able to bear it. I'm just wondering how you spotted it. Tell me. All right? It's nothing less."

It's like a child.

Ask the adults around you why because a strange thing happened in front of you. Why? Why? and want a convincing explanation.

I will teach my enemies. I have no brother-in-law or obligation.

But Kosuke said.

I don't know one thing for granted. To "The Hero of Teaching," I say.

"There's no way my brother mistook my sister for granted."

If both eyes had fitted, Jeanne would surely have rounded it up.

That's about it, I found it distracting.

Even a reunion of more than five years, beyond the unlikely death from common sense, could soon be understood as being my sister.

To the same extent that you have made your existence, do you see your family wrong?

Some might have unconsciously covered reasons like what Jeanne said.

But it's not rational.

It's not like describing Verabella in words.

Understand and take for granted. There's no way I don't get it.

You'll see.

That's what's happening in this world, and Kosuke just took it for granted.

"Huh... haha! If you're joking, it's great, and seriously, it's equally great! Either way, your response is beyond my imagination! I didn't know you would dignify being so unreasonable in a place like this!

Jeanne smiles delightfully as her men, who are color attribute holders, are caught.

Soldiers on the Arksbaona side or even Lucifer seemed puzzled.

"I'd like to ask you another question, but I don't know if you mind. Just one more thing. Are you the Black Hero from a thousand years ago?

――――

For a moment.

Just for a moment. A little more time than that, to be exact.

A blank was created in Yusuke's thought.

A homogeneous being with Yusuke.

A hero summoned to the Arclair continent a thousand years ago and trapped in an evil realm where reunion with his sister also remains unfulfilled.

Another Yukisuke Kurono.

"Black Hero", killed by Yusuke himself and fed with his power.

You can't possibly know such Elmer.

Jeanne can't possibly know.

Kosuke considered the possibility that it could be established.

Between us, traitor, or otherwise leaking information?

Even though I couldn't expect an accurate answer, I was upset that I was exposed about him.

Shorter strays than the moment, but from heroic standards, enough gaps to poke.

"Meta"

Jeanne's voice.

"[Black entanglement]"

The voice of Kosuke (,,,,).

But not Kosuke.

Until a moment ago, a woman synchronized with Twa, and she synchronized with Kosuke.

The only one who can eat 'black' is' black '.

Then if you become Kosuke, you can remove the 'black' restraint by Kosuke.

An escape method that is disastrous, but only possible because it is a woman who holds' being '.

This synchronizes to memory.

But that's just to synchronize memories.

For example, copying information from someone else's terminal does not mean that something can be done by itself. It would also be necessary to have access to the necessary information in order to use it. I can't do anything with the "just" I have.

So if Meta accesses Kosuke's memory, extracts useful information, and solves the synchronization before sending it to Jeanne and other people.

"Hehe, what do we do, Chrono? You may be able to kill you, but you may be the truth yourself this time, right?

Twa turns the red lotus flame to Jeanne, but for some reason it scratched out.

I thought I saw the silver ash particles.

"You don't mind anymore. I'll take him."

He's a boy with silver hair all back.

"You haven't got enough patience, have you, Master?"

Ignore Jeanne's whispering voice.

He opens his sleepy eyes until recently and turns to Kosuke.

- "Silver ash"?

"Lord, let me take care of him."

There were those who did not reply and jumped out.

A girl who makes herself a black-haired swordsman and names her Yakumo squire.

Hechelomethane is ten men and five , the "wind" toma.

If I were you, I wouldn't be the one to let.

But the horse would know that.

If...

"I'll take care of it"

In one word, I could see the fighting rising from the tomatoes.

"I will always give you victory."

A young man called Mastema frowns annoyingly.

"Out of the way, woman"

"You think gender makes sense on the battlefield?

"I don't care"

The silver particles danced, and the blade of the horse flashed.

From the mastema, the bloodshed rises.

"Ah?"

That's right.

'Silver ash' is certainly a breaking ability.

Its magical attributes, which are expected to manipulate the possibilities, are powerful enough to crown the color attributes.

But Kosuke knows.

From Akiha, the master, the stunt to which the horse was taught.

A divinely forgiven extra-scientific move that realizes only the number of possibilities of a one-sword result.

Where Mastema declined the possibility that the slaughter would slay herself, that's only one possibility.

It looked like him, just lowered his chances of a flash of success.

The slaughter unleashed by the horse, in one, is no more than one.

Just crushing one possibility doesn't prevent her sword moves.

"If you're in the way, get out of here."

Mastema's gaze turns from Kosuke to Toma.

"It looks like an appetizer."

"Horrible."

On the other hand, Lucife was shouting at his brother.

"Is this what your brother wanted! In our country, let the people of our country dispute with each other!

"Here's the dialogue! If you hadn't been instigated by both hypocrites, you wouldn't have had to be like this!

"I just take the right path"

"Either side has the right war or something...... ugh! Come on, look at reality...!

Luciferase has a point.

I'm not going to say that Kosuke and this one is totally absolutely right, etc.

But I made up my mind. Fighting on this side.

Good and evil are not the earliest problems.

If there is a dispute between those who decide on the position, what we need is a result.

Twa lowers Lucifer.

Luciferase also retracted with distorted expression.

Kosuke's appearance, Meta, was distanced by the 'space' movement.

Shortly afterwards she began her flight with 'wind' magic.

I guess you're going to escape Kosuke's attack range for one second.

Based on the immediate use of [black entanglement], we first extract and use information about tactics.

Existing magic and tactics don't work.

Even if I were to use it, I would need a plus alpha like never before.

Yusuke flashed his undamaged sword as he slashed it up without releasing it.

By the side, that's all.

That's all I'm saying.

The sword flash was not a void, but a resemblance of itself that separated the distance far away, slashing and tearing its half.

Meta couldn't even react.

Similar damage was also suffered by Kosuke, but the response changes depending on whether he is prepared in advance.

Unlike Kosuke, who applied instant magic regeneration, Meta crashes out of sync.

I mean, here's the thing.

From the moment he was imitated for his existence, Yusuke assembled a new magic that, in just a moment, did not exist in "Himself Until A Moment Ago".

"... more than I imagined, Chrono. Maybe you can play with me."

"Is this the play?

"The world is a playground. Nothing to do, nothing but play. I'm just saying we can't enjoy each other on different levels."

"If so, don't mean me and you are on a different level."

Yusuke has nothing to do with fun.

"Then you just don't know how to enjoy it yet, or you're below my level."

"There will be another"

"Am I below you?" Come on, I don't know. If so, that's very... No, let's not. It's silly to expect the impossible. "

The destruction of the fort resulted in the loss of defensive bases in the land.

Until one of them surrenders, retreats, or is wiped out, they will continue to fight each other without a place to hide.

"What are we going to do next, Chrono? Only you wouldn't want a muddy chaos, would you?

I was definitely trying to figure out a way to avoid a useless killing.

What I got was a simple answer: you just have to let them lose their will.

Contact a girl with a contact type all-purpose device/glass communication function.

- "Lime"

That was enough.

Hill cities, from all the places that were waiting on the coalition side, it became huge.

A wide variety of warcraft, escaped the reign of evil gods by the 'purifying' ability of 'black and white'.

They were smaller due to morphological changes, but they returned to their original size with a signal.

If it is the fear of the Warcraft, those who have fought will know it as a real feeling. I won't be scared because I don't know what I don't have.

Either way, with the exception of some, my legs snap.

Warcraft is so much.

".................. oh wow Chrono"

"More than you can imagine again?

"No, let's not put that word in our mouths cheaply. From here on out, I'm only going to say it when it was really unexpected."

It's like a mouthful of mouth to say that's not the case so far.

"What about you, will you be surprised?

If I tell you I wasn't surprised, I'd be lying.

Anyway, it was the same.

Tactics.

Warcraft also sprang from the waiting area on the side of Arksbaona.

"I didn't name Dada" The Hero of Teaching ". Though in my case, I really just taught. Over the years. How do you do it?

With the help of Lime, the color attribute holder, he purified the Warcraft.

But did Jeanne make the warcraft under the control of the evil gods his own subordinate?

Whatever the difference between the process and the preparation time, the results are the same.

Forget this is play.

I was only certain that the madman in front of me was the one who could not be distracted for a moment.