It’s Sudden, but I Came to Another World! But I Hope to Live Safely

"What's the matter, Hark Doc? What's the matter with you?"

Jestaff's brother is always sinister. Ever since my brother picked me up and opened my heart, I kept thinking I'd become a man with a penetration like my brother.

"The book my brother was reading, I had no idea what it was about..."

'Is that so? You're just early. You can't even read letters, you.'

Did I tell you something on my own? Are you young or not? This is like when we met and we didn't...

'No. I asked other adults to read it and teach me details. But I didn't know what it meant to do that. "

"That's what you studied so enthusiastically."

Uh, is this an old dream? I remember reading a book in my brother's room that was theory about politics and economics. My brother was having a difficult conversation with the grownups, and I didn't like not being added to that. I'm glad I meant to study for myself, but I couldn't even stop reading the letters. I wanted the old man to read the contents of the book and understand its contents, but in the end, it didn't work.

"Even though I'm so fine with my brother, I don't feel like I can be..."

"Even if you admire me... it's important that you still admire someone and grow like him. I just live like myself, but you live trying to stretch. That's the only difference in growth I can make for sure. '

'... sometimes that still doesn't work?

'Yes, even if you can grow up looking for me, you can't be me. But I can't be you, either. Then don't take care of it. "

I could barely understand the depth of my brother's words at the time. But you convinced me that if that's what my brother said, I guess so.

"- Whoa, whoa, doc!

Oh, my God, you remind me of nostalgic memories and you're stingy. Someone yells in my ear. No, aren't you angry?

"Hark dock! Stay conscious!

"... Hmm... Masetta...?

I could see Masetta out of her blurry vision. Hi, I can't move my body, I see a little Mix-like shadow in the back, but I can't see it clearly.

"Good! My consciousness is calming down! I'm using healing magic now, so accept my magic even from you!

"When you hear me... shout... don't let me out..."

Did Masetta use healing magic when she thought it was warm earlier? Focus your consciousness on that magic, with an image of acceptance...... Oh, I'm going to take a bath when I'm exhausted......

"This would be fine...... Ha..."

"Don't exhale as you look at people's faces..."

"Whose fault do you think it is!? You're still dying!? I crossed the line!

He's dying, that's... oh, yeah. I was in the middle of a fight with a real guy, wasn't I? Yes, they do. I remember. I couldn't see winning when I was brought into a long fight, so you were pretty unscrupulous with one or eight.

Instinct perceives the danger of death and tries to move me forcefully. If you keep refusing to do so, the shock will continue to get huge. But that, on the contrary, means you know the critical time to die or not. So I was usually unscrupulous to the extent that my instincts worked, and I could stand around not to die, even if there was some danger.

But reality doesn't work for them. I wondered what would happen to defeat the reality of reading my thoughts, or give me another result first to deceive. Something's up, but I gotta die for now. Real sure is coming to kill me. If only we were aiming for that moment.

The timing is if instinct has put a kick in it beyond its limits. In other words, it's time for my instincts to take my consciousness away.

Maintain your back on the verge of rupturing your hands and jump into the nostalgia of Real and wait for the blow that kills you. I put in a kick that instinct told me to run away, and I put up with it, and I continued to endure it until my consciousness flew. And the moment my consciousness flies, the control of the magic I was compressing is removed, and my wife's hands are activated. With a blow coming from outside your consciousness, you won't even be able to read Reality.

"... you live a lot, me"

With my body feeling back, I noticed my back was soaking wet. And it smells like blood. This is my blood, isn't it? Masetta's got her hands around her neck. I knew she'd come flying. How dare you?

"If I'd been a little more bloody, I'd be dead for sure. Instead, it's so overflowing that it's not helpful if it's normal!?

"You have a lot of blood. He's more of a bleeding service than a normal guy."

"Next time you joke about it, I'll burn the rest and block the wounds."

"Excuse me, please be gentle.... What happened to Reality?

I can't move my neck, Masetta's gonna keep it down and see how it goes. I know you don't feel like you just lost out of the air around you.

"If it was Lord Real, we'd already be out of custody. There seemed to be nothing else in my life, so I dropped off my treatment."

"... right"

I understand we won in Mix's words. It's just that I'm dead if I don't get treatment, and there's nothing else in real life. If this is a one-on-one fight, it means I was the only one who was dead.

I thought if you were just ready to risk your life, you wouldn't lose, but you didn't even get that... I still regret it.

"Nah, I regretted it a while ago. Are you mistaken for death? You tried to hide your temper by attacking defenselessly until you were about to lose your neck. Even if I stopped the sword for my life, it was half the time I could defeat Reality, right?

"Boob!?

"Hey Mr. Gladna!? This guy is seriously ill, so don't grind him with his legs!?

"Look, Hark, Doc. Ritial made it to this point by risking his life, but you were prepared to throw everything away on this occasion. You showed no hesitation in getting rid of something that you can't throw away in real life. You win, proud."

Gradna laughs as she steps on a person's belly. No, I'm glad to hear that word. What's the point of treading? I don't even know if it hurts to have general paralysis, but I know it's humiliating, right?

"Well. Is it time to come?"

"Oh, who said you were coming!?

"Hark dock!?

When I finally thought Gradona was out of the way, now Morali showed up on people's bellies. Next to it is also the figure of Yasteto. Oh, well, that's what I was talking about.

"Wow, I thought you stepped on beast shit for a second"

"... get him out of the way, Morali. From what I've seen, he looks like a dying man."

"You guys... I guess it's not with the waza..."

"Such a miracle. Hopefully - Dear Real!?

Morali and the others are moving out of sight. Apparently, they're closing in on the captured Real.

"We don't treat you because you have trouble being moved. I just don't have anything else to say about my life, so feel free to treat me there."

"You guys...... how dare you see Master Real like this...... Huh!

"... calm down, Morali. Master Ritial says we wouldn't have stopped if we hadn't done this far. … If there had been any more, there would have been no life"

Hey, I don't see it, but shouldn't I lift my neck? I don't know what you thought, Masetta noticed my will. She woke me up with her neck fixed. There was the appearance of a real-life being held captive and disoriented.

Wow, one of the faces is soaked - it's not swollen!? It wouldn't be such a wound in my wife's hand, so maybe Gradona did. Doing that far means you could get up even if you got my back.... No, I guess you shouldn't regret it.

"Why are you calm, Yasteto! Don't you regret it, you!?

"... there is regret and hatred.... but if we leave ourselves to our emotions here, who will rescue Master Real from here?"

"... Huh!

I know how you feel. I wish Jestuffed's brother was in that state, too, 'cause I don't even feel guilty. You're going to resent Tsukudari, too, dude.

"..."

"Dear Real!

Looks like Morali's anger caused it, or Real regained consciousness. I didn't say anything at first, I looked around quietly but I completely grasped my condition, and it dropped out loud and exhaled.

"... you're my loser"

"That's right. You're losing, Lord Real. So..."

"No explanation needed. As the people of Yugra's stars, do you want me to leave this place? I wish I could kill you, sweet judgment."

"Your friend made a promise to get information from Morali and the others."

"You're telling me to keep the man's word."

If the brothers succeeded in rendering Ritial powerless, they had promised to give that figure to the informants Morali and Yasteto. But the real threat is clear. If you can, I'd like to get rid of it. As a brother's position, as mine or my brother's.

"If I had finished you, your friend would have a bitter laugh that it was also supposed to be. But I don't want them to think I'm such a woman."

"Do you want the ideal person to be you? Young stuff. But I'm not gonna tell you anyway, because I ended up losing him."

"That's not true, Real."

Unexpectedly voiced. But they told me that I had to tell them.

"... wonder what's the difference, Hark Doc"

"Brothers can't beat their opponents. The brothers said, you'll never win. That's why I gave up the readings."

"- What?

"All the best hands the brothers think are read and lost. That's why the brothers only prepared our moveable hands and entrusted us with everything."

I don't know what my brothers can call the measures they took. All the brothers thought about was the easiest organization to work with within the penetrating members. And then he threw it all at us. If you can't win by reading each other, you have to read each other. I was kidding.

"... well, so he stayed at the foot of Archreal"

"Ouch. The goal is to abandon your personal readings while keeping your strongest pawns at bay, Mr. Ilyas and his brothers."

Reality always makes moves to read and beat brothers. But I didn't actually have a finger. The brothers said that if you are someone who can think ahead of a non-existent opponent, you have a lot of wins for another.

"I felt his intention in the organization, but I felt nothing in the action from it. You were throwing away your own winning strengths and letting your buddies pick up wins..."

"I guess you didn't lose the reading. But if you find out, I can hunt you down."

I suppose you also thought I was getting some sort of penetrating wisdom from my brothers for not being able to see through my last moves. So I thought about all the measures my brothers were going to give me, and the stupidity that just hit my way stabbed me.

It's ironic, if you had faced me from the front from the start, this might not have happened.

"... I can beat him. That's what I was thinking, but you didn't even show up on the battlefield in the first place? A sloppy man."

"I'm sorry it's dented, but pick up the tsudari that's ahead of you before you go home. He's as sick as you are."

"- Yasteto, that's where we went through the hole there. Ask for recovery."

"... ok"

Yasteto left the scene and proceeded towards the hole I had vacated. And after a while, I came back with a tsudari. I just wear something like a cloth on my face, and I don't see that look. You're not dead, are you?

"Dear Ritial... Shin Shi translates Ali Masen..."

Oh, he was alive. Good. Good. If I'd died, I'd have had to pretend I'd lost my mind or something!

"He kept the top priority. That's enough."

"... Hi"

"Lord Real, I'll tell you this because I just need you to step on it as a procedure. Lord Morali and Lord Yasteto, just before they showed up at this place, and you are also being poisoned. The antidote is in the hands of the Knights of Tays, who are keeping them waiting somewhere."

"So you're saying you've designated a destination as well."

"Yes, I will have the trip repeated about a few degrees, but by the time the poison turns, I will be able to take the antidote"

It's not like the Reals just need you to get out on the ground. Even if Reality can't move, if Morali or Yasteto can use it as a force, it's not a troublesome story.

First I ask you to go back to where you are waiting near this ruin and ask for the location of the Knight Tays, who is elsewhere. And have it repeated a few times to the knight with the antidote.

It won't take long because of Morali's metamorphotic magic, but all of a sudden he won't have to worry about coming back.

"Fine. I appreciate it enough just to have life, let me be honest with you. Morali, please move."

"... Yes"

Morali activated the transfer magic, and the four Reals moved to the ground. I don't know, you were more honest than I thought. I thought I was going to scratch a little more even though it was a battle I risked my life on.

"Well, shall we move on? Lord Harkdock..."

"Naturally I can't fight, but I need to give it a rest somewhere a little better..."

"Right. According to the map, there should have been a spacious room if we had moved on. Let's say we carry it that far."

Mix used the robes and dirt magic he had been wearing to create an easy stretcher. I was put on it and I was supposed to move on with everyone else.

"You can leave me alone."

"I just stopped the bleeding and haven't had a decent treatment. Lord Masetta must stay, too. You can't even let a woman rest in the aisle, can you?

"... right"

"But are you okay? I just checked that the other team's route was hazy..."

"Seriously......"

I had a hunch about that because Real was protecting it. Is it true that this path was the route leading to the lower level... I'm the one falling off, and Masetta's involved. Can you fight a Demonic Necthar opponent with two Mixes and Gradona exhausted by a Real Opponent!?

"We're not going to win just the two of us. We just need to be able to stop the resuscitation magic from completing, so now we just have to buy time to buy the opposite and wait for everyone else to join us!

"Well, then you two would be fit"

While we were relieved, we lost our word before we got to the next room. Because this main road, which I thought was a hit, was beautifully filled up ahead.