Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan
250 ◇ The colors that stand
"Hero of Rejection" Claudia hated about "Hero of the Thunder" Ligal.
Because it's full of depressing elements, such as being vulnerable to alcohol, loud, and thinking it's polite to dictate if you look at a beauty - not. That's partly due, of course, but not all of it.
Ligal was too, glorious.
Thick in love, righteous and not neglecting to live with those you love while fulfilling your responsibilities.
Even the numerous faults turn his humanity and merit forward into something to love.
He was dazzled like that, and that's why Claudia hated him. Should I say I didn't like it?
At one point, a large group of warcraft came out of a certain evil realm onto the earth.
Seven heroes rushed to protect human beings in the surrounding settlements and cities.
Serra, Ray, Stone, Teresa, Ixa, Stella.
And - Claudia.
Claudia survived an incident six years ago.
The reason for survival is simple. Because I fought as hard as I could. Expand and crush the 'rebellion' of 'thin red' over the head of the Warcraft, cause multiple occurrences and grind it, bounce it to walls and trees. After activation beyond its limits, Claudia was to bear 'out of touch' by the deterrence of deification.
I paid the price that only seemed like a curse that no one would be able to touch myself, and I got it.
The total annihilation of the Warcraft and - the death of six companions.
Claudia didn't die because, ironically, she fell 'out of touch'.
No warcraft could stand fangs on Claudia, nor could it be magically killed.
So Claudia didn't have to die.
Whether Serra is eaten, Ray torn to pieces, Stone pierced through her chest, Ixa burned down, or Stella crushed.
Claudia was the only one who survived with satisfaction.
All the voices in honor of Claudia were void. The same goes for voices blaming warcraft for entering the ground.
What an empty thing to be a hero.
So, already. You can't, I thought. I hate it.
So I threw away the role of hero.
I decided to pull into the country and live with no one as much as I could.
Still, one.
One person visited Claudia many times.
Ligal.
Finding the time will be too busy for a woman who can't even hold her earliest, Ligal.
Because he's one of us, a hero who came to see his face and spoke a little bit and went home over and over again.
It also stopped recently with patari.
Yeah. Exactly. Did you give up that guy, too, or was it you who drove him back so badly every time, naturally?
I also heard he was murdered while I thought that way.
A girl who became a hero after Claudia's retirement was considered the culprit, but soon proved guilty. Proof was that he was a boy who had just become a hero.
Claudia hated Ligal.
I hate him, but he was definitely a friend to me.
"That's why you can't watch, Jizzy."
Vain eyes, lowered hair.
And yet, all the violet electricity that wraps around is undoubtedly his.
"At least I'll stop you."
A thunderstorm fired from him turns to Kosuke.
But it re-orbited so that it bounced on the brink, and burst towards Ligal's wreckage.
They expanded the "thin red" particles and bounced back.
Such a lightning strike wears a void without catching him, however.
Ligal's wreckage was already not there, and he was approaching behind Claudia's back by traveling fast with thunderbolts wrapped around her body.
His fist hits Claudia in the back.
But it was his arm that broke in the recoil.
"... don't touch me, you know."
Again, I think he's dead.
Fighting himself now is an enemy puppet, who takes his appearance, holds his soul, and uses his moves.
Even looking down at the messed up right fist, its appearance of healing without changing one expression is not a very decent human reaction.
"At the mercy of my friends, now I'll nurse you"
'Thin red' particles unfold around.
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Yusuke flew behind Jeanne by the 'space' attribute.
Moment after moment, the [black entanglement] armor peels off.
No, it was extinguished because it exceeded the absorption limit of magic.
"White Hero" Snowdust Feeneralux-Clear Bedivia
Beautiful gray-haired woman.
I guess he released the 'denial' of 'white' on the assumption that Kosuke would fly in.
Kosuke immediately wraps around 'black'.
- If it's just distance, give me something that's not a problem...
If it's just a distance from Jeanne, I can crush it without a problem.
But Jeanne also figured it out and placed the 'death' puppet.
Snowdust targets Kosuke again - jumping sideways on the brink.
The space she was in was dyed 'white' and vanished in a flash.
It's Quinn.
Yes, I didn't just leave Ligal to Claudia.
Kosuke and the others are constantly communicating through contact type communication terminals/glasses.
My people will prepare the way so that Kosuke can concentrate on Jeanne.
"Almost there, Chrono. Soon as you do."
Jeanne's room won't break.
Turn around slowly, call.
Yusuke is fleshy with his own feet, not magic.
Kicking the ground and accelerating rapidly.
Jeanne doesn't move.
I squeezed the unbreakable sword in my right hand and just tried to wield it.
The ice wall.
A pale, icy wall appeared before Kosuke.
It was easy to break it.
Fact uncertain, he slashed and tore, jumped over and advanced his leg.
It was the surgeon who stopped Yusuke from thinking.
Pale long hair. A gentleman smiling well suited face, distorted into bitterness and stepped down in front of his eyes.
"... I'm sorry, Cro"
"The Ethereal Hero" - it was Lucius.
Only Jeanne is pleasantly clapping her hands.