No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

Afterwards, I decided to ask Baron and Queen a few things that bothered me.

"Was there anyone who went through here after December last year?

Queen answered my question.

"You think you're the one who went through here? There's no way he's here. My concubine and I have been seeing each other like this for hundreds of years. I don't know about the years on earth, but I can assure you who hasn't passed through the last few years alone"

"Either one of you isn't even out on the ground, is he? Your undead escaped to the ground, nothing like that, right?

"You can't move me any more than this one can't. If he sees me gone, he's bound to plot to increase his area. That's a stupid question about subordination. My [Necromancer] is perfect. Even if, at times, there were individuals who would undo our rule, the undead instinctively hated bright places. Escaping to the ground is an impossible story from undead instincts."

"Baron" says.

"Other than your 'territory', is there a path through the basement of Lake Monocanus?

"I guess it's impossible. Unless it's like a secret passage for royalty to fall from the royal castle in times of crisis…"

"It can't be natural. This underground cavity has many branch sinuses, but only a limited number of places are large enough for a person to pass through. Many places are submerged. I don't think there's a cavity that leads directly to the new city without connecting to this cavity."

A royal escape route? I don't know if you can honestly tell me, but why don't you ask the king?

"By the way, have there been any strange things here lately? I don't even think I know what's on the ground here."

"You're basically right. I'm not even interested in it, assuming I find out. But only here these days, strange things did happen."

"... what"

No, I heard it originally, but it was an unexpected reply back from Baron.

"There was only one time from the ground that I felt an intense wave of evil. Only recently - probably between last night and a few days."

"That's a lot wider."

Now Queen responds.

"The Necromancer's sense of time is different from that of the living. Because you don't need to eat, you don't need to sleep, you don't need to get sunlight."

"... you mean the internal clock stays crazy"

It could mean that there is no more internal clock than no body in the first place.

Besides, I can't really talk about people with [hard work] about this either. I live in a completely different rhythm of life than normal people...... or it feels like I don't have the rhythm itself because I don't need to rest.

Of course, if you keep torturing your body, you don't have to be tired to get hurt, and most importantly, you could run out of energy. The "non-tiresome" nature also seems to work for visceral function, but the rate of digestion is no different from that of normal people, so there was an upper limit on the amount of energy that could be consumed.

No, that was for the record.

than that,

"Is it just one time? Isn't that what happened a few times?

If the cleaver (ripper) is "evil" where Barron says he represents his nature at the time of the crime, it would be odd if he didn't feel a fluctuation as many times as the incident occurred.

But Baron shook his head clearly.

"No, just once"

Turning his gaze to "Queen", "Queen" shook his jaw arrogantly and expressed his approval.

"It's also vague that evil... What exactly are you referring to?

"That's probably the devil. It could also be an intermediate, maybe an advanced demon who suppressed the signs."

"Devil..."

The Masked Knight, the rest of the Yata-glass, came with the underground Necromancer, and now he's the devil.

But if it only showed up once, there is a possibility that it is separate from the Ripper.

"Speaking of which, what is a demon like?

"Why, if you think you're knowledgeable for your age, you don't even know that"

"I didn't get an education at school. I'm biased in my knowledge."

Answer "Queen," says "Baron."

"Hmm. Then let me tell you and move on. A demon is only a soul without flesh. It is said that the power of evil gods will solidify into some kind of applause and become such a form. They have no life expectancy because they have no flesh, and some of the age-old demons have lived since antiquity."

"Is that like an evil spirit?

I swallow the word, like you guys.

"Evil spirits are things that were formerly human. It is called the Spirit that a man who has received the death of his flesh has survived only the soul by means of forbidden magic and the power of the gods. Whether the Spirit is evil or not depends on what purpose the Spirit has chosen to live forever in a distorted way.

Satan, by contrast, is a life-form of pure souls only. The devil doesn't become a dead man, he's been like that since the beginning. "

"So you're saying some demons aren't evil?

"We call such beings angels, but we don't know if angels are currently in this world. Because the good gods want to avoid creating such a being, at least not as long as the devil."

and "Queen" says.

"Why don't the good gods want to make angels?

"For it is easy to transfer the presence of spiritual souls only. Weaker than living humans, even for temptations from evil gods"

"If you don't have flesh, you seem strong for temptation,"

"Temptation from evil gods is to the soul. Only with an entity called flesh can we be dull against interference in our souls. The flesh is called the prison of the soul, but only if there is a prison can there be less danger of being lured out of it. Think about appetite and lust. Those are powerful desires, but only to the extent that they fit once they are satisfied. But there is no entity in the desire of the soul, so there is no limit."

Given the desire for money, honor, the desire to leave the flesh of that hand, I feel like I have no boundaries. Money and honor, when you get it, you get it and you want more than that. I guess that would be happiest if I could be satisfied with enough places, but when I say greed, it's like a burning flame, and it's hard to control it to the right extent.

I'm not that keen on gold and honor, but when I played fighting games in my last life, there was something I wanted to be stronger about. I didn't want to be a pro and make money or win a tournament, I just wanted to raise my arm more purely, but even that degree of greed makes me lose the limit if I don't brake somewhere.

Because it is often the voice of the flesh that is satisfied already, tired already, that acts as that brake, it is not clear that once the flesh is lost, the control of desire becomes less advantageous.

... Thinking about it, would I be about halfway out of physical constraint when I no longer need sleep or rest due to [difficulty inactivity]?

"If there was only a soul in existence, temptation from evil gods would turn its fangs to the soul as something very direct, just like violence to those with flesh. There will be only a very limited number of spirits who can resist it."

That's what Queen adds.

"I found out that there are more demons than angels. So, what kind of a demon is that? No, I know it's the evil god side that lives only with pure souls, but it means what kind of desire you have and what kind of action you take."

"The devil wouldn't be so mistaken if he thought he was a small evil god. They make it their supreme pleasure to eat their souls. Also for them, eating souls is necessary in maintaining their own existence as spiritual souls. Because there exists in this world a system for circulating souls strewn by Atrazenek, the god who commands souls and circles, the demons are being cut out of their own souls by Atrazenek's system every day just because they exist. In other words, the devil dies if left alone, but in order to spare his death, he tries to enlarge his own soul by eating other souls"

"Without Atrazenek's system, wouldn't the devil eat his soul?

"No, that won't happen. Eating souls is the ultimate entertainment for them. Just as it is for the evil god Monugonese. And they get enlarged by eating their souls. As a result of enlargement, you may fall into soul eating (soul eater), which eliminates self and eats soul aimlessly, or you may chew, absorb, and evolve into a higher-ranking demon. Either way, it's dangerous."

"Is that what you were on the ground..."

"I felt the power for a short time. If you're not passing by and you're lurking in the king's capital, it means you're at least a demon with enough art to kill your own signs."

"So intermediate to advanced? Which one of you, for example, is stronger than that demon?

"We, the original people, can't beat the superior demons at all on the scale of our spiritual souls. Of course, if you had the magic moves you wore, you would be able to fight some of them."

"Being a concubine doesn't change that. I can't get anywhere near it by exorcism."

You're a real pain in the ass for these two to say that.

"How am I supposed to defeat a demon? The mere presence of spiritual souls doesn't work with physical attacks or the type of magic that causes natural phenomena, does it?

"I hear that advanced divinity has something that directly strikes the spirit. They also have a special technique for glorifying the devil.... but I am a Necromancer. I don't know anything about such techniques."

"Ask the priest of the Temple of the Circle or check in the library labyrinth"

"Even the Temple of the Circle has very limited demonic skills. The devil's activities are creepingly covert, and even when we witness the tragedy brought about, we often fail to know whether it is by the devil or by people.

A very small number of priests would dismiss it as the work of the devil, but there is no rational basis there, so it is sometimes hit or misdirected. No, more often in the latter case.

As a result, Satanism was seen as a nagging thing, and it was often said that he was a frivolous man even to those who studied Satanism.

I've also looked into the demons of [necromancy] research, but I've never seen decent material outside the Royal Library Labyrinth. "

Does the devil mean that even in this magical world, he's been treated like an occult?

"Speaking of which, it looks like there have been more flies in the King's Capital lately, isn't it because of your undead?

"A fly? That's crazy. Because the undead possess a unique temper, what is alive is not easily approached.

People hate flies anyway, but they're clean creatures. So, flies can be found dead, but not undead.

Flies as well as maggots don't like undead. If the undead were corrupt, it would be nothing more than material the already corrupt corpse. If you pick a corpse like me to undead, the undead will be clean and odorless. "

If you ask me, there is no dead or rotten odor in this underground cavity.

Still, I'm sorry to live surrounded by corpses. Would it feel like a chemist would have nothing to do with a coffee in an experimental beaker?

There's one more thing I want to ask you.

"The ghost of the library labyrinth - do you know anything about Princess Beatrice?

"I don't."

"Don't know."

The two answers were absent.

They didn't even know who Princess Beatrice was in the first place, so they were supposed to explain the legend of the princess from scratch.

"Hmm... if that were the case, there's no denying the possibility that you could live forever as a ghost. but I've never seen a dead spirit here other than Queen."

"And the concubine."

As a matter of fact, I had a suspicion.

Queen is the legendary Princess Beatrice.

Most importantly, Princess Beatrice says she is 18 years old, so she is not the right age for a Queen who looks around thirty years old. Also, Princess Beatrice said she was an impressive beauty with flax hair and grey blue eyes, so it doesn't look like "Queen" with blonde curly hair. If that had been the case in the first place, he would have called himself the Princess, not the Queen.

And both Baron and Queen are close to Princess Beatrice? They didn't.

"You mean you've grown a Buddha?

"Well... it's hard to think of leaving the King's Capital from the past..."

"If you're in the king's capital, do you understand?

"I know. No... there's only one place that's hard to come by."

"What's that?

"It's a library labyrinth. Legend has it that in ancient times the original elf made it, but I guess that's not a lie, that interior seems to be a separate and distinct space from the normal space"

That way, by the way.

Moreover,

"Different spaces?

"Did you tell me that we Necromancers are different from normal beings?

"Oh, oh..."

"But when I say different phases, that just means they exist behind normal spaces. I mean, somehow, it feels like there's another space that's not instantly separated from the normal space, that's hard to understand."

"Hey, don't you mean you're in the surplus dimension?

In studying [Dimensional Magic], I had come to understand sensibly that there was a fourth or more dimension in normal space. I think it would be a big discovery at a level where you could keep your name in the history of physics if it was in your previous life, but it could be hard to prove.

"Oh, you're hitting that expression. Yes, you may think that our Necromancer lives in the extra dimension that normally accompanies space. And in this dimension there are also magic and spirits and paths of God's created skill systems"

"Oh, really?"

"That's right. If space is usually metaphorically used as a stage in theatre, the surplus dimension will hit behind the scenes. There are different lighting and acoustic devices there, and the actors waiting for their turn are holding back."

Queen adds that from the side.

"That metaphor is easy to understand...... So, what's the story with the library labyrinth?

"Oh, I did. The library labyrinth is usually contiguous with the outside when it comes to space, but the surplus dimension is not connected. Therefore, we, the Necromancers, cannot enter or leave the library labyrinth, nor can we observe what is going on inside through the fluctuations of the surplus dimension."

"Probably a defensive measure taken by the original elves that they created a library labyrinth to avoid interference from the evil god Monugonez"

I see. Are you saying that there are no necromancers or demons over there who could have lived forever by Curse?

"Was that what was going on? So no Necromancer can exist inside the library labyrinth?

"I don't know that. There may be a different surplus dimension inside than ours. But if that's the case, then the necromancer in the internal surplus dimension can't get out of the library labyrinth."

"Is it possible, then, that an inner Necromancer would go out into the city and kill people"

"Not necessarily. You can get out of the library labyrinth temporarily by possessing someone. We are never perceived to exist while we are inside the living body.

Nevertheless, the time limit would be tight. Something like half a day? No, it has to be night too, so I guess it should be one night to be exact.

If in the meantime we cannot return to the Library Labyrinth, the original nest, the Necromancer will be unable to lose his stopover and keep his presence. The Necromancer, after all, seeps into the surplus dimension and is nothing more than a trace of a carved creature. "

After all, there may or may not be a "ghost of the library labyrinth"?

Looks like you didn't know anything about this, then.

I'll think of it and ask.

"Speaking of which, your bodies are made of curse, aren't they? How come you haven't been contaminated with your spirit by Curse?

From what the goddess had previously told me, the power known as Curse, which the evil gods distribute to those in their own camp, was a story of eroding the spirit of those who were distributed.

However, such signs cannot be seen in Barron and Queen.

To my question, Baron looked bitter.

"I guess that's because... we had rivals. When you're with Queen, you can escape the darkness of ignorance."

"If so, wouldn't it have sucked if it had been settled somewhere?

"Uhm... the winner would have been swallowed up into darkness, built the underground empire of the undead as king of the undead, and eventually occupied the earth - the king capital Monocanus - and turned it into the capital of the undead. That would have been where the evil god Monugènous wanted it."

It's a perishing level disaster in a normal country, like overflowing the undead ground created by these guys with their souls. It's a coincidence that I came here, but I will have saved the crisis in the Kingdom of Santa Mana again.

"Hey, hey, Mr. Edgar..."

It was Beck who kept his mouth shut and watched over Yuki until then who accidentally called out.

Beck nodded and held his lower abdomen.

"What's up? Does your stomach hurt?

Beck nodded cocklessly with a blue face.

"What, did you even eat something weird again? I'll wait for you. Come and finish in the shadows."

Miguel tells me like he's stunned,

"Chi, we... this... uuch"

Donna rushed over to see how Beck wasn't just doing.

"Ho, it looks really painful!?"

I run over to Beck and crouch, take Beck's armor off and look at his abdomen.

I don't see any abnormalities, especially from what I've seen.

Beck is holding his right lower abdomen by his hand.

Look at that, Donna screams "Ah".

"This... maybe the bugs are raging"

"Bugs...?

"My grandfather told me that we have bugs living in our bellies, and when it breaks out, we get so much pain."

"What am I supposed to do?

"Ugh... sometimes it heals on its own, but it stays that way when it's terrible...

He also said he wouldn't ask bugs that would burst... "

Say in a hurry as Donna fishes a porch suspended on her hips.

When I heard what Donna said, I had something to pin.

- Isn't that about the appendix?

"Beck, what hurts is the right side of the lower abdomen, right?

"Ugh, yeah......"

I try [healing magic]. but

"Ugh..."

The pain seems to be relieved somewhat, but for some reason it could not be fully healed.

After a moment...... the appendix is originally part of the body, so maybe [healing magic] can't "get rid of" the appendix. I would also try with the image of getting inflammation in the appendix and getting it back on track, but this didn't work either. Maybe your appendix is already torn and you're on the verge of getting peritonitis?

[Healing magic] is hard to work with when the disease is progressing that far. The reason is simple, because the therapist will no longer be able to accurately picture the condition of the disease. Cuts, fractures and other causes and conditions that are easy to imagine are easy to heal, and those that are difficult to imagine, such as cancer and leukemia, are difficult to heal. Cancer and leukemia are not known in the first place.

Still, in my case, I'm supposed to have a more specific image than most healers in this world thanks to my previous life's knowledge, but Beck's pathology seemed beyond my imagination.

But there are still hands left to hit.

If it's out of my control, you just have to carry it to the experts.

"Asura, get rid of Baron and Queen! Baron, Queen, I'm sorry, but we'll talk about the rest again!

I got it. I got it. I got it.

When Asura put her hands against (Baron) and (Queen), the two Necromancers became black and purple particles and were sucked into Asura's body.

So, I somehow collapsed and I lost these two bodies, but can I get them out of the underground cavity?

No, not if you're thinking about that right now.

"Take Beck back to the ground! I need your help!

We use Beck's big shield as an impromptu stretcher to put Beck on, and Jeremiah and Donna lift Beck on the front side of the shield with Miguel holding the rear side.

Why don't I have a shield? Because I have a different role to play.

"Tunnel, Tunnel, Tunnel, Tunnel...!

Dig the impromptu tunnel with the dirt and sand operation of the "Elemental Master" diagonally upwards from the underground cavity. The foot is staircase for easy ascent.

We ran down to the ground with barely stopping our legs as we dug the tunnel.

The exit of the tunnel is properly adjusted to be near the large hole, which is the entrance to the underground cavity.

If we don't, we could dig through the foundations of the building, or we could bust through the bottom of Lake Monocanus.

"Eyelash!," someone from Icki said.

The ground was evening and the sunset was just shooting in from our front.

During that sunset, I was finding someone I knew.

"Mr. Ciel!

"Oh, Edgar, is that you?"

A woman in silver armor stood on the edge of a large hole that opened into an underground cavity with faded blonde hair in an empty scarf.

It seemed like he was somehow checking his swords, armor and other equipment with a serious look on his face.

I'm guessing Mr. Ciel was about to dive into an underground cavity.

"Are you batting again?

"No, this time, I've been told to be prepared because of your late return. But I thought Edgar would be okay with you guys."

Surely only Mr. Ciel will be able to make it to the scene where we will be shipwrecked.

Mr. Ciel said behind my back - his eyes to Beck, who had been grabbed by an impromptu stretcher.

"Oh? What's wrong?

I recall in that word of Mr. Siel.

"Mr. Ciel! [healing magic] worked, right?

"You can use it... but you can't be very advanced, can you?

When I saw Mr. Ciel's status before, I had confirmed that he possessed [healing magic]. If you're a level 95 brave man, I thought you might know something I don't know how to deal with, but isn't that convenient?

"No... Quickly to the temple!

Miriam seniors who can [body fluoroscopy] might be able to do something about it.

The question is whether Senior Miglia is in the temple......

"- Wait, can you show me? The child's symptoms are probably..."

Bring down the big shield with Beck on the ground as Mr. Ciel tells you.

As Mr. Ciel turns up Beck's jacket, he touches several places in his lower abdomen to confirm Beck's reaction.

"Oh, I knew it. This is an appendix, isn't it? Sometimes, it's a disease that has children."

As I said, Mr. Ciel took the handkerchief out of the universe (I did it subtly, but this is dimensional storage!), stuffed into Beck's mouth.

"Grrr!?"

Beck groans in bitterness, but Mr. Ciel doesn't fit in, and now he takes out a small knife with a thin blade from dimensional storage. The size of the knife is no different than that of a table knife. I saw the knife and remembered a medical female from a previous life.

"This knife is sanctified and will not donate any pathogens or germs"

That's what Mr. Ciel said, sticking the knife up Beck's lower abdomen.

"Ugh!

"Hey, what are you doing to Beck?!?"

Donna protests to Mr. Siel against Beck screaming.

"- It's a waste of time to explain. Shut up and watch."

Mr. Ciel glanced at Donna and said so briefly.

The glance was just as powerful, and Donna didn't seem to be able to carry on two sentences.

"... looks fine. I'll leave it to Mr. Ciel."

I'll take Donna's hand and forgive her.

Donna was comparing me to Beck and Mr. Ciel to get lost, but eventually she nodded small.

Nevertheless...

He said he couldn't do anything advanced, but it was a skilled gesture no less than a physician in his previous life.

I guess Mr. Ciel has saved so many lives before.

Maybe I've been wondering.

The only way I can see the standard of living in this world is because of my previous life's knowledge.

But I was stopping there.

People in this world are desperately trying to make their lives better.

We should pay more attention to that, and we should be respectful.

When Mr. Ciel removes the appendix from Beck's abdomen, he exercises [healing magic] while holding the opening with his hand. As the wounds gradually blocked, so did Beck.

"Thank you, Mr. Ciel."

Exhale softly, and I say a word of gratitude to Mr. Ciel, who rises slowly.

"No, never mind. Don't worry, we don't need to pay for the treatment."

Normally, when asked for treatment by a renowned healer, a considerable amount of treatment is charged.

There is no health insurance in this world, so it's entirely at your own expense.

Mr. Ciel's current "surgery" would be the highest standard of medical care in this world. And yet, we don't need the cost of treatment.

"Asking my father to do something to replace it..."

"Mr. Edgar. It's cool to be a solid person, but it's not a good idea for a child to say that to an adult, is it?

You blocked me from offering, Mr. Ciel said.

"Just shut up, will you, because the incumbent healers hate you when it's spread that you've done these things for free?

Mr. Ciel smiled mischievously when he said so.

The original beauty alone is extremely destructive. Now, not only has Beck saved his life, but even Miguel, who watched as he grated, has fallen in love with Mr. Shiel.

... you have the power, woman.

"And yet, where did you get such advanced therapeutic techniques?... Oh, of course I won't ask if it's a secret"

When I heard that with admiration, Mr. Ciel laughed and said:

"When I'm traveling, I'm here sometimes. Someone with an appendix. If you help someone like that, you're already treating me like a goddess. Edgar, too, if you see a handsome man suffering from an appendix, tell me, will you?

...... Mr. Siel's belly was black nonetheless.

I'm impressed. I was an idiot.

It should be noted that when I checked with His Majesty the King at a later date, I received an answer that there was no answer for the existence of an emergency escape route for the royal family, but no passage existed through to the new city.

In other words, once again, the investigation was to return to normal.