Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

"... hey"

Watching Glare as Sirius cares. My eyes told me to release the activation because it was a failure.

"Maria."

"Yes."

"It's over."

"Ha, ha."

Almost at the same time, they solved the magic.

As soon as I was able to pinch my brain with my hands, the pain struck Glare. I'm not saying I'm used to it, but mental contamination can be dealt with to a certain stage. If you are strongly aware of your core thoughts, you can avoid the disconnection of your memory.

A mistake in the past, a lost wife, a lion cell who vowed allegiance after his reincarnation, and his people.

Whatever you do, you win the future of those you care about.

"I wonder what happened."

Maria, sweating, asks painfully. The body seemed slightly bigger than earlier. Probably not an illusion.

"... it's a failure"

"I don't know..."

Damn, and Maria drops her shoulder.

"I have to report to Your Majesty, Death. Heavy Desquedo"

Because it's half as expected, or he doesn't look discouraged by Sirius.

I'll leave that to you.

Are you on your next assignment?

"Oh, rendezvous with the Reaper and slap the elsod charal"

Lilith Ripal = Reaper. "Blue Blue Hero".

He said he agreed to a truce, Ked.

"It's not the end of the war"

"Narhod. Rikake Death"

Near where the two conversations are taking place, Io's sinking voice.

"When you can't even release this combination, what the hell is Facarne..."

"Huh..."

Maria leaked her voice flashly.

"Hey."

"This is-"

It was.

There are cracks running in a clear space. How can you recognize it that way? In front of me, the plains were spreading. The view looks distorted.

"Success...... did?

To Maria's words, Glare tries to return a denial. "Swallow" could not be done. But the timing is too good.

"Excuse me. I need to ask you a few questions, okay?"

Voice of someone but four. Calm man voice.

It was heard from beyond.

By that time, Sirius' "Yao" had already arrived toward him. Several rays of light rush through the moment and burn through the subject.

"It's quick to judge. Warriors, knights, and soldiers. You're one of those people. There is no stray and it is good inside. I'm just learning one thing from my past mistakes. I've decided to be thorough next time. It's..."

"Oh...?

"'If they do it, I'll do it back'. I should have done it. That way, you might not have had to lose your son. I can't believe I didn't tell you."

Dressed from the head, unidentified, probably a man. Two arms and two legs at a time. I also have a head. Human shaped life form.

The man's right arm was piercing Sirius' chest. Is it the heart that is gripping?

Impossible, such as Sirius, the youngest and certified Seven Saints (Axion), falls behind. I wasn't struck by surprise. He was able to handle the situation. Still, if you say it was too late, the enemy is the one...

I didn't even see if Sirius was attacked or dodged. Anyway, intact.

"Wouldn't this kill you? Is that it? He said he had the blessing of a holy God... saint, I think I said. Feel the signs of cleanliness for that... Oh, you guys - whoa."

A man leaves Sirius.

Glare slashed him with a black-covered sword.

"Maria!"

"Yes!

Sirius has not lost consciousness, but is there room for healing magic? With Maria's help, we can avoid death. No, I can. Maria ran over to Sirius, who fell, and Io stood forward to protect the two of them.

"... I thought I knew, but this is a thin expectation. How long has it been since then?"

of a depressed voice, right after.

The Sickle of Reaper plundered Glare's neck.

If I hadn't activated the [black entanglement], I would have definitely had my throat ripped.

A man throws away a sword he doesn't even know when he created it, just saying he's done for it.

"I told you." If they do it, I'll do it back. "Even so, it doesn't seem to be a mistake." Black "? And I can feel the signs from you, especially you."

I know the color attributes. It is predominantly the followers of Arclair Theology who call the qualified saints, but it is used against mythical heroes, henceforth referred to predominantly as monastic knights.

In this man's case, it seemed like he had simply spoken a word he knew.

Since then, when does that refer to the times? Was one of the inheritances true?

I mean, what if...

"Who are you?"

"Oh, nice. Discuss, civilized. Shall we exchange information?"

"Answer me."

"You don't answer poorly, do you? Yeah, well, okay. There will be anger that nearly killed my friend, and I'll break this place. And if you think about it, you're the one who got out of here."

"... what?"

"You got that blessing, didn't you? It's no longer just a 'black' caretaker."

I couldn't 'swallow' anything, that's a fact.

But elsewhere than "black," did the power given to the evil gods work?

Indeed, after his last defeat, Glare wanted and was given more power by the evil gods.

Who is that - the evil god?

"Who am I?" Does not knowing tell future generations about that matter? I don't know what to say. Yeah, let's do this. If there's anything in existence that I'm going to say, that I don't know, tell me. God, Evil God, Angel, Saint, Subman, Beast, Demon, Warcraft. What do you say? "

There is no such thing as not knowing.

"There's something missing. That's us."

"... Aku, Ma"

Is it healed, Sirius, who woke up his upper body, shrugged.

"Yes. The devil (,). An angel who tries to serve God, a devil who tries to serve the wicked. But, well, have you been spared from history to tell from that reaction? Right, it's the Demon Wars. It's inconvenient for him to have a human presence."

Indeed, there is no such thing as a demon in Arclair.

Were you there, but couldn't you tell future generations?

A existence obliterated by history was unleashed on the world.

Probably because of Glare.