I Kinda Came to Another World, but Where’s the Way Home?

It was not the fruit orange noise and Ariana that created the sight Leila saw, the determined ground.

Naturally. Their weapons, their means of attack, can't create that much sight.

Therefore, Stella and the Lieshes were starting to fight again at the same time as they started the second act of the battle.

The meteor-like streak of lightning spears instantly determined the earth, and the lush trees, the flowers, the ground, the light blew away instantly to show it.

But no one has suffered any damage as a result. Starting with the leashes, the finers aren't as strong as Stella thinks they are. Even if Stella is strong, we can fight with the numbers and power of the Finyers.

Well, there are leashes of vampires, finials of thought species, lululu who even chase the transcendents, corpse sounds, the daughter of the demon king, and the mad thought species Leah - there can't be more powerful people than this, who can't fight.

"It doesn't look like it's just a tight party."

"Of course! In the first place, I'm the one who protects Mr. Tight!

"Idea species - … was definitely the name, Finia"

The confronting two factions are already in a state of siege. A number of Fairy Fire (Fairy Torch) were arranged around Finia, and the leashes, lulls, and corpse sounds also drained their respective weapons. The rear is just floating though.

Nevertheless, when it comes to corpse sounds, he is in a state where his abilities as the daughter of the Demon King cannot be satisfactorily demonstrated. It won't do much good on this occasion. It would still have been better if we had at least used the 'Toy Box (Black Box)', a unique skill.

Stella glances at the orange noise and Ariana and cuts her gaze wondering if it was okay to leave her alone. Dewgrass colored eyes still captured the Phineas without transferring emotions.

"The purpose of the Doctor is strict - your lives are guaranteed."

"I don't mind, even this way... I'm not going to die. Because you're one of us."

The moment Stella and Liesche's words were exchanged, the battle began.

I didn't realize Leila was rolling to the ground behind me.

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So time went back to the present, and Leila was still walking in search of the orange sounds.

Leila has to walk around more than she knows where she is right now. You can't fight your enemies with temper, and you can't fly up a tree with high physical abilities. In the tunnel, you'll have to look like a normal human being.

Nevertheless, it's not like Leila is left with no power whatsoever. Physical abilities have declined, we have not even lost combat skills, and the powers of the Demon Nation have been lost, although they remain degraded when it comes to ordinary skills.

Nevertheless, it was painful not to have a weapon in your hand because you were using Qi as your main weapon.

However, we were lucky to have a small sword inside the Magic Bag (Magic Pouch) left in the orange noise.

This is the weapon Leila had in time when she first met Orange Sound. Apparently, Orange Sound was collecting Layla's discarded weapons around as well.

"Thank you very much..."

With that little sword in his hand twirling, the feeling of familiarity with his hand, though a weapon he had let go for a long time, had only been chosen and bought.

"Nevertheless, it doesn't sound like one of the battles... if the battle is still going on while we move from where we were earlier... that sight should be going on while we move... from the tree's erase marks, maybe it was the white boy (Stella) spear that made the arr"

Leila doesn't stop thinking, letting her black hair swoop.

And then I see the shaking brunette at the edge of my sight. Her hair is as long as it gets to her buttocks, as it is when she has gray hair. When that happens, the weight of the hair also becomes a medium object.

If she had the physical ability of a demonic, the weight wouldn't have been a big problem either, but now she's human flesh. That too, before I became a Demon - at the general female middle and high school level.

In conclusion, even if you had combat skills and skills, your physical ability to become a ground makes no sense in this.

Hence...

"Now... I don't think I need it"

- "Zakuri".

With that little sword, Leila cut off her own hair.

The refreshing loss of the bottom from the neck shortens Leila's hair. I can't deny it's a little cluttered, though it's not because I cut it off beautifully or weirdly inconsistent.

"Hmm... yeah, it's much lighter ♪ now that I am, it grabs me so long, and it slows down for heavy minutes..."

Combining her hair gently with her hands, a slice of hair stuck to her head falls to the ground.

Shaking her lighter head, Layla walked out again. Without a glance at the dark hair that fell to the ground, and without a face that was particularly unfortunate, proceed straight under the orange noise.

The blue eyes were filled with the same love and fever as before. Nevertheless, unlike when I was overflowing a burning affection all over my body in a way that could also be taken as madness, I now try to keep a boiling sole deep in my heart.

Then it was one step from the spot, and two steps, the last time I walked three steps.

"... your hair... cut?

A pompous, familiar voice hung from behind.

A young, childish, high voice. Turn around, it was one girl who came into Layla's sight. An adorable girl with orange hair, young short body, and sleepy eyes.

Once, a girl whose orange noise fought and was made defeated by a single blow.

A presence that wants its strongest name, continues to stand at the apex of many of its adventurers, and has adorned all the battles challenged with its fists with the flower of victory.

Boasting pure strength, even the S-rank framework, she set foot in an out-of-the-world realm known as the Transcendent in this world.

No one knows the name, but lives as a lonely and lonely adventurer.

"Are you..."

Layla knows her. I know because we met, although I wasn't even interested.

"... where's the tight one?

The pinnacle of humanity bearing two names: the orange girl, the most powerful adventurer, and the 'Undoubled'.

- They called me the strongest proper, there was a girl.

"Why are you here...?

"Come on, to prove it"

Leila, who didn't know why she was here, threw that question at her. But hearing her reply, I still don't know anything.

The strongest proof, that's the same reason she showed up for orange noise. But she's won the orange noise once. That's already over.

But she went on like this after the words.

"Ashley told me... that even the tough ones went beyond (...)"

"Beyond...?

"So one more time... come on, prove it"

She seems to have learned through that great wizard, Ashley, that orange noise has become transcendent. And it looks like he's here to sign up for a rematch.

The orange noise that once chased me. That he has become stronger as a transcendent means that he may have become an opponent beyond himself.

She knows too.

Being transcendental is the difference between being a person and being out-of-person, that the units themselves that count the difference differ by digits.

But I hear that's not all she's after. Furthermore, this is what she continues to say.

"At last...... asked"

"... asked? What..."

"He wants you to help him..."

In other words, she has no more reinforcements in this room right now.

"To whom?

"With the royal family of Luxhide... Ashley, and then... Chloe and Iris, and... the royal family of Grandir, and the brave men... and so on"

I'm surprised Leila had more than I thought, but many of the names mentioned were certainly convincing.

Every one of them was involved in the orange noise and turned out to be the ones who saved them. The brave man is the one who made him suffer terrible, but it doesn't make a difference that he is the one who was changed as a result.

She is the culmination of humanity with all the reinforcements that these men have sent.

No more backup. Only for what orange noise had saved, and for what it had fought for, were there those who would firmly try to save him.

"Here... there are many smells that seem strong... exciting"

"... Oh, my God."

At the end of the conversation, Mightiest looks around for a moment.

"... go to a tight place... where?

"Me too... I'm just looking..."

……

Nevertheless, it doesn't seem to change how difficult the future is.

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I was unintentionally pulled away from the party, but I was in a bit of a bad situation at the moment.

Whatever it is, it's not like you're facing death. The effects of time manipulation are offset by their interaction with each other, beyond my inherent skills in time manipulation.

If wounded, the battle would have been more like a thousand hands and a never-ending weasel, than it would have been possible for both sides to return instantly and intact on their own.

But she - Ariana's funeral arm is still in normal operation, and naturally her funeral arm is equipped with a back hand, a second opening.

I can imagine that a second opening would also be capable of such a system, beyond being a conceptual armed of time manipulation.

The normal operation of her funeral arm is the power to alter the present by pinching the presence of her sword in the past, as pinched in a book. That can be used for both attack and defense.

The trouble is that just pinching that sword doesn't alter history.

If history itself is to be altered, I cannot be wounded by what has slashed me in the past. If it is not fatal or defective, it is because it will restore skills or heal naturally over time.

But her abilities only pinch the existence of a sword. Where the book is pinched, my history will not change since the sword was pinched, so that the contents of the book will not change after that.

In other words, there is no process of healing (...) in subsequent history, even if it is attacked with a sword and wounded.

The wound is therefore reflected in the present day. Happy or unhappy, for similar reasons, I'm glad that being fatally injured does not mean that I will suddenly disappear today than I have ever been since I was wounded.

Nevertheless, that fatal wound will be reflected in my body, but that's good because I can go back in 'Beginning Crossing'.

But no way - I didn't think the wound could be healed without rewinding that wound to its injured past.

"Your skills are your skills to rewind time. Then, naturally, you have to rewind your time that far in order to heal the wounds you sustained with the power of Atashi, right? And your powers are not only your body, but even your status will be restored to what it was..."

……

"Then naturally - you'll weaken for the time you rewind, won't you? The status is numeric, so it's easy to understand and weaken, right?

Yes, Ariana's aim was to weaken me by the sole.

She pinched the attack on me when I first met Stella. If I had rewinded that much time, my status would have rolled back to what it was.

- If "status" existed to me right now.

Naturally, she hasn't noticed. It's only natural that I don't know, because I met that scum god and erased the frame of my status in "Beginning Crossing" like no other.

"Well, if you surrender, you won't take your life."

My status was lost when I was rewound to the base before I came to another world.

And the power that was contained within that framework already dwells in my soul itself. Because it is reflected in the flesh, it is a defense that prevents Mary from slashing life and attacking the object, as well as Noel from attacking the object that touches the soul.

That's why my flesh will not be weakened by the unwinding of 'Beginning Crossing'. Because my defense is the result of my soul being reflected in my flesh.

Not knowing that, Ariana approached me lightly in front of me leaning down.

"- Even though it's a lifesaver."

"Become...!?

"Your weakness is that it is the sword that is used to prevent attacks of the past... that is, attacks that cannot be captured by the sword cannot be prevented"

In a moment's time, her body was covered with impatience overflowing from my body. She opens her eyes in amazement, but her temper is a collection of extremely small viruses - too small to capture with a sword, isn't it?

Keep pushing it off.

Sequential change in nature from the impatience stuck to her body. Transform her flesh to end that life.

I don't know what the second opening is capable of, but that's a good story if you don't activate it.

"It's over, Ariana. - Huh!!?

But Ariana's body tried to get drunk completely, the next moment.

As I suddenly switched, Ariana came into my sight standing in the position before she approached me inadvertently.

Naturally, I haven't noticed her body.

However, the temper I manipulated was in Ariana's place until recently. If you turn it off, Ariana won't be among them, as it should be.

As if we were hallucinating, our standing was back where it was.

"... what the hell did you do? Ariana."

"... I had no idea you were going to use it so soon. Really, really unexpected - you're too dangerous, after all."

From the way it is, it can be seen that the sight up to earlier is not a lie.

Ariana's face had a tight seep of unpleasant sweat. Recoil in the face of death or slightly disturbed breath.

And not long after that breath, she shoots me through with a sharp gaze.

As those lips opened, the pressure released from her jumped.

"" Kamitachino Tsurugi "Second Opening -" Kamitachino Tsurugi "!"

A funeral arm with the power of time manipulation, its second opening, attacked me.