Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

"Looks like you started there, too."

Emil, who was kicking the demonic soldier he attacked and stepping further down to the ground, looks back and raises his voice.

Scion and Emil, who were going in a straight line for the enemy army general that Emil had found, had eaten up to quite a bit deeper into the enemy army, and "living soldiers" had become attacked quite often crossing what Emil called "moving corpses".

Being of the same race, Scion, who had been asked by Emil not to kill much, was using the part of the blade peak to switch from slaughter to strike attack, and whenever Scion flashed his sword, one or more soldiers have risen high into the sky and been blown quite far away.

"What do you mean it's started... oh, Frau and Cloire's planting"

Swaying a large sword, Sion, who launched several soldiers and took a breath, looks back in the direction of the city over his shoulder.

At the end of Sion's sight, which looked back, an unusual sight had begun of plants of various kinds from all over the city, over the still remaining windproof walls, as they began to grow as they glanced at the size out of common sense.

It is the result of the power of Cloire, the elf, and the plant-fuelled cultivation of the plants by the planting of Flau, but it is oddly impressive that Lianya was strictly instructed not to use only the elf beans when she instructed it to do so for some reason.

"What am I supposed to say?"

To the head of a soldier attacked in the middle of words, Zion slaps the peak of a knife on Tang Bamboo.

Sion went on to pray that he was not dead to the soldier, who made momentum and good contact between the ground and his face, spinning half vertically with that impact.

"If I had grown such huge plants from all over the city. Wouldn't urban features be useless?

"I don't have a choice."

Emil answers the series of tasks of scratching the protruding sword, elbowing it into the torso in a crossed manner, throwing it down to the ground with responsibility on his back, and stepping on it as it flows.

"What matters now is how to get the residents out of here who are evacuating to the city, so hey. If you're in a city, give it up. We'll have to rebuild soon."

"That kind of split is preferable, buddy"

Theon activated the magic of a dozen soldiers at the same time.

A unilaterally pushed off < growl > blew together the stiff soldiers who had just unleashed their magic, caught in every flame of magic.

Involved in the body of a blown soldier, an even larger number of soldiers are pushed down, presenting a look of domino defeat, while part of the enemy army cracks.

"That said, now we have a time limit"

Shion has been instructed by Lianya to return once the outer wind barrier has completely disappeared.

As a precursor to this, if Lotus Ya's words are correct, which he said because you should see a giant plant, you should not put so much time aside and the walls should disappear, and when you do, you have to go back inside the city.

"Right. I'd like to keep my enemy general's head up, but if I miss the ride, my partner and I will be feathers crossing the forest on foot."

"Doesn't look like I can do it, does it?

"I'd rather waste my time being consumed than asking if it's possible."

If you have plenty of time, it sounds like fun, but hey, to Emil, who laughs so hard, Theon returns the blade of the knife he was holding somehow.

"That's where you want to pace up."

If I could have slashed it, I could have expected a considerable pacing up.

No matter how many blows you try to blow with a blow, it's because something is manipulating you, and normally the soldiers come back to the front even with the damage they're likely to take off the front.

Emil says it moves even if it's a corpse, but if it falls apart, Theon thinks it's not a threat where it can move somewhat.

"Hey, no... I don't know if you want me to give that a break, buddy"

"I know, but it's crazy."

Scion flashed a knife that returned the blade again and peaked.

He snaps around the cheekbone to the width of the peak and gets blown away as one soldier rotates weirdly.

Whatever it is, it's either the skull or the cervical bone that's in trouble right now, and I think Emil may have died, but it's the Scion and the others who are in danger if they do too much trickery, and I feel stranger about the enemy and shut up.

"Anyway."

Regripping the knife pattern, Theon regains his temper.

When Emil saw the blade of Mithril receiving such Zion's will increase his radiance, he looked up into the sky feeling that he could see a future in which a good number of enemy soldiers would be slaughtered rather than slaughtered.

At the same time, he hides, whenever possible, the sentiments of hatred that boil down against enemy generals who are manipulating his fellow countrymen, who have shown us such a future, in the mask of nagging laughter.

"Increase your speed, let's do something about it"

"Right, buddy. I mean it a little bit."

To be sure, Emil also knows that he is approaching the position where the enemy soldiers are being manipulated.

Be sure to tailor him and Emil will blow a few more soldiers together trying to block his way, feeling fierce behind his smile.

Just around that time, in the square in the heart of the city, Lianya had a difficult face and a low roar.

"Are you okay, Lenya?

Lorna, who is holding back next door, sounds worried, but she couldn't afford to answer.

Several flaws rush through the white ink in their hands between plants that grow steadily.

Sure, Flau was supposed to be alone, but the feeling that was spreading across the city because of Lotus Yaya's vision and slow magic infusion into the law formations that Flau drew did show multiple Flau reactions.

I think Lianya was able to split up the maid, but I'm convinced about the problem with the really boomerang feeling that it's because, well, it's Flau, but what she's roaring about is something else.

"It's a tremendous sweat, isn't it?

Lotus Yakiya was getting so sweaty that Lorna couldn't help but say that.

At present, it was Lotus Yan in a state that seemed to infiltrate and tame the magic into the immense law formations that Flau continues to draw, but in that state, Lotus Yan's magic was already in such a state that consumption and recovery were at their best.

Even before, Lotus Ya has used a number of major sorceries, but this was the first experience where consumption had already surpassed recovery from the stage before the use of sorcery.

The answer to the question of what the hell are you trying to do is terribly simple.

Emil said he wanted to help. The people, soldiers and younger brother are evacuating, and he wants to take home a whole city where Lotus Mita is now.

For this reason, Frau opens up his abilities and paints them on the ground of the city in order to exercise the magic of Flight.

However, there is a problem with this, and even if I try to draw a law formation on the surface of the city, the ground is just dirt, so if I lift it up without any support, it will soon collapse and become bulky.

Lotus Ya asked Cloire to prevent it was a way to plant plants all over the city, to encourage it to grow, to create root support in the ground and to prevent the whole thing from collapsing when flown in the Law Enforcement of Flight.

By analogy, it is like grabbing and lifting a plant that is planted in a plant pot and the soil falls out softly while solidifying in the shape of the plant pot.

However, unlike the roots that extend into limited soil, the roots that normally extend from plants planted on the ground do not support the soil directly beneath the city, but apart from that, some parts of the earth tried to cling to the original, which required extra force to pull them through.

It didn't seem to be as resistant as I expected, because to some extent the cloir seemed to be adjusting for me, but lifting the city as a whole, even if I subtracted it, would be an act of lifting unimaginable weight.

As Flau had not yet finished drawing the law formation, I realized that Lotus Ya, like idling, was actually trying to lift as much as 30 million tons, considering the weight of soil per cubic metre to be about 1.7 tons, when I computed the weight I was about to lift from now on in my head.

"Will it lift, this?

I put forward measures and couldn't try to move them to implementation, so I won't talk about it.

I'm not going to talk about it, but Lianya softly regains her temper in the reality that the results of the calculations have given a number that she can't catch up with at the level of swinging one dragon.

"Um, Lenya? Are you sure you're all right? I feel kind of pale, too."

"Probably, I'm fine"

"That's a worrying answer..."

While doing that, plants that began to grow all over the city began to lightly oversize their common sense and make the whole city look like a depressed forest.

The trees growing in the outer periphery of the city, stirred by wind walls, scattered leaves, swirling through the sky, or for some reason jumping over wind walls to bring something from its exterior and throw it into the interior of the city, are dense enough to see you begin to occupy space by the branches and leaves of the trees, to rush down and to hang in some subtle position without being able to break through thick, thick layers of branches and leaves.

Like illuminating an entire city that no longer even reaches the light of day, the law formations depicted on the ground begin to emit strong white light, and Rhona is distracted by a state quite the opposite of normal: the dark sky and the glowing ground.

"Master!"

In that, Frau, who looked double digit just after counting, called Lianya out loud as she rushed into the square.

Somehow more than when I saw it earlier, to the appearance of Frau as it was increasing, Lianya just nodded and showed it, without knowing what to say, as she continued to infiltrate the magic.

"The law team wrote, it's over!

To Frau and the others reporting Hamo as they saluted him, instead of Lianya, who was unable to say anything, Rhona, who could afford to go in because she was just standing beside him.

"Mr. Frau, when did you have sisters?

"Not the sisters, but Frau is Frau!

Lianya shakes her head just because she doesn't know what she's talking about.

Lorna felt the same way, but if she gave up here, she would ask Frau, who lined up sloppily in front of her, concerned that things might go on that she didn't know without knowing what it was.

"Er... does that mean that from now on, Mr. Frau will be the Frau's?

"Still fine, but it's a mess, so turn it off!

"Turn it off..."

In front of Lorna I don't think people or fairies would be such an easy thing to erase or put out.

One of the flaws standing side by side tilts his little neck with a finger or something on his chin and asks Lianya and Lorna for their opinion.

"There's a pattern of splattering and disappearing fantastically with petals scattered around. Master or Sister Rhona, which one do you prefer?

"For your information, I ask, which one does Frau prefer?

With continued control of the magic, Flau answered with little time on his hair when Lianya asked the opposite question.

"Splash......"

"With petals, please. Look, it's a petal, okay?

Covered in Frau's words, Lotus Ya's answer, which he instructed, seemed slightly dissatisfied with Frau, and he would have a boring look on his face, but he didn't even intend to push his preferences through until he went against the Lord's opinion.

It's called "Sisters of the Underworld."

In response to Frau's oath, the other Frau and the others gracefully greet him on the spot.

And in the next moment, it became countless white petals and the figure scratched off.

The sight was something that even made me feel strange and beautiful somewhere, but the original alone Lorna and others look at the petals scattered in the wind with a subtle expression.

"Master, you're out of work!

"Lenya, we're almost done here,"

The cloir slowly walked through the scattered petals.

On that look, I could see the color of fatigue lightly, whether it was because it drained so much power to create a giant forest in a short time, but I don't see the blunt motion that comes from that fatigue in the trick of looking strangely at the petals dancing in the wind.

The appearance of the elves walking through the scattered petals, receiving light from the ground, was likely to work as a one-width painting on its own, but the petal ingredients were just for the ingredients, and they looked at each other without knowing whether Lianya or Lorna could call it beautiful.

"Something?

"No, nothing, good luck, Cloire"

Cloire laughs happily as Lianya speaks the words of labor.

"Well, this is where you come from."

"If you succeed, you'll probably be in history, this"

Later, earlier, perhaps even trying to emulate the same thing, Lorna thinks it's okay to affirm that it would never be possible.

Instead of saying, I can't help but hope you don't come out.

If it were to come out, because I'm sure it must be a far cry from peaceful world as it is now.

Lotus Yaya, who had no reason to know such thoughts of Lorna, turned her palms to the ground and once she took a big, deep breath, slowly said three women in front of her watching.

"Well... here we go"