It Seems I Came to Another World, Now What Should I Do

Separated from the Fir in front of the Alliance.

Cheerful, waving a boom.

"You're a good girl."

"That's all that matters."

Liz smiles with a slightly tired face.

Liz and I broke up here because we had business stopping by the church.

"What do you do for a church?

"Is it gratitude for meeting Liz and being bound?

"Silly......"

Dye your cheeks faintly, and behave cutely in an upbeat manner.

After we break up, we head to church.

Through the stone wall door and into the building. Salute the woman and proceed to the stage.

Place the spear and the jaw in front of you and kneel. Raise your hands, meditate your eyes and greet the healing God.

At that moment,

< sue. A serious error has occurred. An unknown system has been connected. Counter System Noodles >

The moment I think the 'intellectuals' teacher told me in a rushed tone, just like before, I silence him with the sound of a bump.

"I can't believe you're coming to see me. You could have prayed, right?

Thirty or so women dressed in black evening dresses gracefully laid their hips in the space in front of them.

"Nice to meet you. It's Akihiro."

"Nice to meet you. It's Dicia, my guest."

I whine carelessly. Beautiful face, but the neighborhood under my eyes is ruined.

The skin tone is also white, but I also feel some pathological bluishness.

"I don't think I'm sorry to look like this. I've got work to do. I'm busy."

Relax, little sigh, squeal.

"The message is coming from Alecta. I'm ready. Let's get this done first."

Dissia puts her hand over my head. I feel the same warmth as before.

"This is good. Pause the pain properties. Cut off your left arm. Pretty sloppy."

Take the bamboo in front of you and cut off your left arm. Not to say there's no pain, but enough to see the bone. The area around your hips is frightening.

"You would have this image of the wound healing and going, wouldn't you? Imagine it strongly, simulate it."

Press and kill the fear of the wound and the disgust of the screen display, and strongly picture the condition until it heals. Simulation in the brain is OK. Beautifully healed.

"Execute"

The wound shines brightly and heals as the wound sees.

"Yes, that's what's commonly called divine art."

I smile and squeal.

"We're all somewhat good at images until the trauma heals, but not in our bodies. They're sent in too vague an image to be able to make it."

A little, you look sad.

"If it's your image, we don't need almost any correction. Except you can actually imagine calmly when you get hurt."

"By divine art, do syntax exist?

"Right. Earlier, have an image of wounds healing, attribute god. Time of onset is less than 1 minute. The symptoms are laceration of the left arm. The factor is due to the blade. Execute."

"That's pretty simple."

"I can't ask for much. Find the symptoms in question from a vast log and compare them with normal backup data to cure the specified abnormality. Oh my God..."

You look pretty tired.

"I'm sorry you're here while you're busy"

"What the Guest called me. I'll be happy to show my face."

Smile weakly.

"But it's a boulder earth to be able to connect to an emulator on its own. The precision of the simulator and the syntax derived from it hardly require correction."

"Thank you"

"You're worried, aren't you?

They look me in the eye and ask me.

"I'm having trouble with too much content. Above all, I find this power terrifying."

Yes, it's the same as walking with a pistol all the time.

"Fool...... right. Weaponry is a reflection of the will of those who use it? Even knives can kill people."

That's a polar theory.

"I fear the impact of my knowledge on the world."

"For this reason, the magic regulation is updated. If it seems to have too strong an impact, it will be revised."

Smile lightly.

"You're sweet. And weak. But I love you all so much. You heard the theme of this star, didn't you?

"'The creature lives happily ever after he can'?

"Yes. I really wanted to make a small but gentle, happy world. But it's very difficult."

You look like you regret something.

"What do you say about fellow countrymen, but that's a product of compromise... Our love is for all living beings. But no such paradise exists."

"Even Earth scratched your feet, you were looking. Paradise."

"Heh heh. Stupid. I met a corner guest."

Dissia decides abruptly.

"If anything, simulation has nothing to do with syntax. Scream, with your heart, with your soul. Then we'll hear it."

Back to smiling again.

"If it was a corner, I would have liked to hear about the planet, but I'd have to go back."

"It's a pleasure to meet you."

"The next time I see you, I hope I can afford it."

The moment the greeting is over, Dissia disappears and the world moves.

The sound of instant bumps rings in my head again.

< sue. Reconnection confirmed. Serious errors recovered. Verify the connection log for the unknown system. ………… Confirmation complete. The unknown system is not connected. Normal operation confirmed. >

The usual 'expert' teacher.

< Notice from Skill 'Acquired'. Conditions for skill 'Acquisition' have been fulfilled. "Attribute Control (God)" 1.00. Applicable skills have been integrated. >

And 'earn' teacher.

Now Liz has the power to heal her buddies even if they get scratched. But I didn't expect to see a god so worn out because his spare God counterpart went on.

It's a tough job to manage. Leaving the church, remembering the work we were doing on Earth.

Come on, we need to practice Liz's shield.