No Fatigue: 24-jikan Tatakaeru Otoko no Tenseitan

"- So, Senior Miriam had a twin sister?

"Yes......"

Leaving the flaming Sargastine Marquis mansion to the officers knights, we were returning to the Culver mansion.

When Mr. Alphesia saw the battle end, he was no longer as neglected as he was when he showed up. Mr Alfecia said that the seal had only been removed incompletely yet. Maybe he was pretty forced to do it after a while.

Melvi is on her way to Fairy Town, saying she'll check on Mr. Alfecia just in case.

The stripping junction unleashed by Mr. Alphesia - no, "Mr. Ciel", who was supposed to have been trapped in the ultra-multi-dimensional bonding junction Crystal Maize, had vanished from the junction at the same time as the death of Pestle.

That "Mr. Siel" is a copy produced by [self-definition] by Hiroshi Pestle, because Mr. Siel (a copy of the copy of), who lived in the Holy Sword (Space Feather Grip (Space Ruler)), said it might be natural to disappear by the death of Pestle.

I'm also concerned about Mr. Ciel, but I decided to start by listening to Senior Miriam.

Nevertheless, we were all dressed up worn out, including our protected senior Miriam for now. We cleaned ourselves up, changed our clothes, took a little rest (except for me), and then we assembled in the canteen of the mansion.

The two gathered in the dining room were me, Alfred's father, Julia's mother, Jeremiah and Steph on the side of the Culver family, as well as Brother David, who was prepared as a backup in the mansion because he was anxious about his melee abilities with Brother Chester, who was a sniper in the Battle of Pestle.

Brother Berhardt was asked to contact Prince Ilfrid and prepare for the Dragon Knights' departure. I've been contacted that the battle is over, but I'm not here because I have some leftovers.

And the key senior Miriam came to the dining room dressed and looking just a little calm.

Others are also present in Jeremiah's Holy Sword, "Mr. Siel"? I am.

Some members are coming to grow sleep by knocking down Pestle, but sleeping just a little longer was going to get them to bear it. Especially since Senior Miriam, who should be on a big level, doesn't know how long it will take to wake up once she's in growth sleep.

Where they all were, I was to hear from Senior Miglia again, but Senior Miglia's story was a shock in many ways.

"I am Myrialia and my sister is called Eliaria. I hear some twins in the world don't look much like each other, but we looked just like each other."

I guess that means he was a one-egg twin, not a two-egg twin.

Next to Senior Miglia is Mother Julia sitting, listening to Senior Miglia as she holds Senior Miglia's hand.

"But there were decidedly different parts of me and the area. The area had an unparalleled talent for acting, but I didn't have that talent."

"You're a twin, are you?

"I don't know. It's just that at the Sargastine family, they treated me as a sister and the area as a sister. Differences in roles required in the family may have given the area the talent to act"

"... what do you mean?

"The area is really a very bright kid. My parents weren't very close to each other, and it was always dark and giddy in the house. I guess the brightness of the area and the talent of acting are the result of trying to do something about it as a child."

Senior Miglia said that with a look that seemed complicated.

"... I'm disqualified, aren't I, sister? I grew up as a well-behaved child as my father asked, but that didn't help to brighten the family."

"Senior Miriam......"

Senior Miriam continues the conversation with a small shake of her head.

"My father expected talent from the area. From a very young age, my father began to educate the area in English talent to become an actress. My father, in particular, wanted the area to be a reflection of my mother."

"Copy?"

Will the word still come out here?

"Yes, I expected the area to inherit all of the genius actress Sylvine Jaspanella."

We were caught up in the Miriam seniors talking about one thing.

"This was cruel for both of us. area and - for my mother."

That would be so.

The young neighbor was asked to look just like her mother, because her mother, famous actress Sylvine, was reminded that her husband had already made a cut in her life as an actress.

"Yet the area became more and more like my mother every day. Not only in acting, but even to every step of everyday life, the area began to behave like a mother with a small body.... That could have been hilarious, depending on what you see. But the area was desperate. I've been desperately trying to keep this family together that's going to fall apart soon."

Imagine a girl like the one who turned down Senior Miriam desperately trying to emulate her mother's act. I imagined Marquis Sargastine praising the act on the flimsy side, and I felt bad.

"My mother was scared that her appearance would fade year after year, even as she continued to be an actress. And that fright turned into jealousy for me and the youth of the area. My mother started hitting me and the area hard. In particular, there was something terrible about the way you treated the area you were laughing at at at any time, the area you faithfully copied yourself to."

Senior Miriam's words did not include anger at my mother.

Senior Miriam doesn't hate her father, who only thinks of children as tools in sarcastics, or her mother, who is a mutilator (ripper), who is so commonplace that there is nothing a child can do about her.

Senior Miriam continued, shaking her head small.

"... after that, I don't know what it is either.

It was four years ago. Neighborhood killed my mother. "

Together, I saw Senior Miriam with a slight face.

"By then, I think my mother had lost her spiritual equilibrium. Weren't you having difficulty distinguishing yourself from the role? My mother always said. 'I want to be dragged out of my womb and killed, like Beatrice, while I can still be young' -.

The neighborhood... tried to fulfill that wish. "

Someone sighed small.

Perhaps this is what caused the M.O. in the amputee (ripper) case to resemble very much the death of Princess Beatrice, who suffered an unemployed death.

"My father covered up that area killed my mother. My mother ostensibly announced that she had committed suicide, and about the area, she locked herself in jail. It's called" Abominable Child. "

Senior Miriam uttered the word without emotion.

"In the sitting room, the area was always laughing. My father didn't tell the area to imitate my mother anymore. So the area was laughing like it had returned to the child's heart. But it was painful to me, and I couldn't watch it."

Tears fall on the fists that Senior Miglia gripped over her thighs.

"So... you took it from me to the area. Why don't you switch with me (...),"

"... for a moment, even during the Royal Theatre..."

Senior Miriam looked sorry for my words.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Edgar... it was the area, not me, that was watching the play with you then... Neighborhood heard that the Reeblop version of Beatrice would be performing, and they never said they wanted to see it and didn't ask...... I was anxious to make him watch it alone, just for the work that was causing it, but I couldn't follow him, so I worried, and eventually I decided to have you stay with me, Edgar."

"Why was it me?

"Edgar, you're calm for your age, and your head spins fast, so I was wondering if you could do something about it if the area went crazy. I thought you couldn't ask a friend..."

Senior Miriam says so - maybe he noticed a little thin.

Elia is a Ripper.

I was telling Senior Miriam that I had enough power to protect myself, so I was hoping somewhere that Mr. Area would stop me if he tried to do something.

Of course, I'm guessing, but it seemed that way when I looked at Senior Miriam's expression.

"Then even when the First to Third Ripper (Ripper) case..."

"Yes, it was the day me and the area were being replaced"

Senior Miriam and Mr. Elia and I had the same aptitude for just the twins, both with [body fluoroscopy] skills. Senior Miriam taught [healing magic] to Elia, who said she had gotten enough moves to do a visit visit visit without any problems, although not as good as Senior Miriam.

Also, Elia, the owner of an unusual acting talent, apparently soon became able to play Senior Miglia.

Of course, there should be limits to how well you act and how much you say you share information with Senior Miriam. but mr. area was genially good at lying.

"When the Ripper incident happened, I didn't think so. But the area laughed and denied it. No matter how many adults I resist, I can't kill them, and if they find me, they'll make a scene, he said. That was right, so I thought the Ripper (Ripper) wasn't an area.... No, maybe that's what I was trying to assume..."

And the story goes back to today.

"- My father noticed. Clever hidden in my room, in the likes of that dagger and bolero. And my father questioned me. No, to be precise, I just switched (...) with me and (...) started questioning the area where I was (...). I was stealing the conversation between the two of them from behind the study door.

My father hunted down the area, as usual, and asked, 'Miriam (...), are you the Ripper (Ripper)?' My father didn't realize we were replacing him at all, and I thought it was like some other HR.

The father - the father. The neighborhood... "

Senior Miriam clogs her words, nagging and whimpering.

"I had no choice but to look at the sight. It was all over when I returned it to me. I approached an area with my father's neck hanging in one hand and laughing like trouble. But... what am I supposed to say? So what do we do? We were two, and we just had to stand by without words."

Julia, your mother graciously hugs Senior Milia.

Senior Miriam seemed surprised for a moment by the feeling of being held.

And then I showed her how lost I was and pushed Mother Julia away.

I'm not done talking yet, as if to say.

"I watched the candlestick that was in the room blurry without remembering any sense of crisis as it collapsed at some point and the fire spread over the curtains in the room.

My father and mother are dead. No... the neighborhood... my sister killed him. When I was a mother, I deceived my father because he was alive, but there's nothing more I can do if my father, the head of the family, dies. Besides, the area is definitely the killer - the Ripper - who's making a scene in the alley (again). And - I was the one who let that vicious killer go into the city.

Let's burn to death with the area like this already - I was about to be so ready with my blurry head.

There - I felt signs that someone was coming. I was reflexively wrapping myself around my body, grabbing Bolero that I could hide myself on the desk in the study.

Edgar, you jumped into the study right after that. "

Right. Were there Miriam seniors hiding there then?

"Edgar, who came in, seemed to think of the area as me. But I thought you were dangerous as it is, Edgar. I rushed over to you, Edgar, and just before I moved it into action, the window burst..."

Mr. Ciel. - No, Hiroshi Pestle jumped in and punched the chest of the standing area from behind.

"... from there, I didn't know why"

That would be so. The conversation between me, the reincarnator, and Pestle couldn't have been understood by Senior Miriam.

No, you only understood [self-definition] from our interactions.

"... I couldn't deny that the area was dead and found out. The Holy Sword was precisely piercing and destroying the heart. [Healing magic] But you can't cure a damaged heart so far. The bleeding was terrible too... and I soon found out that it didn't help me.

So I kept hiding, dressed in bolero as I was. Ever since the firehand turned to the mansion, I had picked up a dagger that was rolling into the study, slowly descended into the courtyard, and just observed the man who killed the area. "

From there, we know what's ahead.

Senior Miglia did not miss the gap exposed by Hin Pestle and stabbed Pestle with the absolute amputation dagger used by the Ripper. [Self-Definition] 's ability was inferred from our conversation, so he destroyed Pestle's body in mind.

By the way, then, just in case, with me and Julia's mother, Pestle's body was incinerated without leaving a trace. Because it would be tough if there was a definition in [Self Definition] that says, "If only part of the body remains, it can be regenerated". Ashes after incineration are also handed over to the officers knights in several pots, asking them to sprinkle them one by one in a remote area outside the king's capital. It's almost like killing a vampire, but I couldn't be relieved if I didn't do it this far.

Anyway, we were greatly helped by Senior Miglia knocking us out of Pestle that time, but at the same time I doubt it.

After being shown her sister to be killed, she does not lean on the body and cry, but observes the actions of the person who killed her very calmly, waiting for a chance of revenge to match the information obtained with the weapon in her hand.

Is that something you can do with sanity?

Senior Miriam may also have lost her mental equilibrium somewhere, just like Eliaria, who was a twin sister and cleaver (ripper)......

As I was sinking into my thoughts, the dining room door opened reluctantly.

"... I'm hungry -"

Through the open door, Asura peeks into his face.

There was no way that Asura could be involved in the battle against Pestle, and Asura was to be able to leave a message at the Mansion. The mansion has been softened since then by the response to us returning from the fierce fighting, and it was long past dinner.

"Well, I'll have something to eat lightly."

That's what Steph says, he leaves the dining room and disappears towards the kitchen.

Asura walked over to the dining room and somehow stopped in front of Senior Miglia.

"Hello, Asura"

Senior Miriam, who was a sinking expression, but makes a smile and greets him that way.

"... soaked, smelled better?

"Smell...?

Senior Miriam smells her body in Asura's words, but she doesn't seem to understand.

"Asura, what's the smell?

"The smell of it, yes. I like Knight."

"Blood..."

"Knight," Asla's second personality (though perhaps first), was a demonic tribe of a species called vampires.

If vampires are literally present, I guess they're sensitive to the smell of blood.

Speaking of which, Asura was also smelling Senior Miriam in the Royal Theatre - no, approaching Senior Miriam and the area she was replacing. You also said "sounds delicious".

"Hey, the other day at the theater e... I was smelling Senior Miriam..."

"The smell of it, yes. It was so creepy."

Elia is a Ripper.

It should have been before the crime then, but I guess the leftover incense from the repeated offenses before that was felt by Asura, who has a vampire sense of smell.

... You also had a tip for realizing who the Ripper (Ripper) is.

"Senior Miglia, this is the dagger and bolero that Mr. Elia had, do you know where he got it from?

"No...... not at all. The area should only be able to get out while it's switching with me..."

It is certain that the Ripper is Mr. Elia, but this time we do not know where the murder weapon came from.

... and I realize.

Perhaps it was Pestle himself who gave the murder weapon to Elia, the cleaver (ripper)?

That's why Pestle killed Mr. Elia as soon as the identity of the Ripper was about to crack.

But if so, it would mean that Pestle was killed by his own prepared murder weapon. As for the end of that head turning man, I don't even get the slightly missing impression between them.

What Pestle himself used to fight was a mere misrill dagger that was rare but not an ancient relic (artifact). If you can provide a Ripper (Ripper) with something as valuable as an Absolutely Mutilated Dagger or a Hidden Bolero, you don't have to use a more powerful ancient artifact yourself.

But I don't think I can understand this any more.

If you borrow his word, the truth is "in the dark" more than the pestle of the day is dead.

I regain my mind and ask Jeremiah sitting in the corner of the dining room with the Holy Sword.

"Jeremiah, can you let me know what's going on over there this time?

As I said, Jeremiah nodded small and stood up, laying the holy sword (Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)) on the dining room table.

"The situation would be easier for me to explain."

From the Holy Sword, Mr. Siel's voice was heard.

"Right. Bye, Mr. Ciel. After the theater incident, you were listening to Jeremiah when you left. What was that?

I'll ask what I cared about.

"If anything happens to me, retrieve the Holy Sword, only that"

I turn my gaze to Jeremiah.

"Yeah. But I didn't know what it was like to be told that. But today, when I saw Mr. Ciel trapped in a crystal, I knew that this was what Mr. Ciel was saying. Therefore, after I ambushed Pestle, I recovered the Holy Sword (Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)). Then a tremendous amount of information poured in from the Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler). It was hard because it was when he was blown away by a shockwave of pestles."

Jeremiah supplements Mr. Siel's words.

"There are several weaknesses in Pestle's [self-definition]. For one thing, no matter how much you like to define your status, [self-definition] will fail if you don't have enough curse required at that time '

"Oh, I noticed that. Pestle had restored [Fire Magic] and [Sword Technique] to Curse when he acquired [Extreme Fire Magic] 99. You got a new skill with that reduced curse."

When it comes to gameplay in previous life, it's like a skill-point system that can be re-shaken.

It's very versatile indeed, but I can really time lag to re-shake it.

If this had been all you could set your skills and abilities regardless of Curse, Pestle wouldn't have had to modify [self definition] every time you attacked him. You just have to always set up all the skills and abilities you can think of.

Anyway, thanks to that, between Pestle Attack and Attack, there was only a small amount of time to reset your skills and abilities.

That's why I'd say we had a gap to follow, too.

If there wasn't even such a gap, the battle would have been more one-sided and we would have been pushed out in no time.

'Next, in [self-definition], we cannot make a complete self-provision such as' I am Alsherat Chambers'. If you do that, Pestle will lose its self, and post-definition existence will be me itself as defined '.

"That's... right"

'Kaka, in a provision that makes me totally subordinate to Pestle, that' I 'will end up being a puppet who cannot move without being directed to act by Pestle. If a third party sees such a' me 'they will be suspicious somewhere. In other words, if we want to exploit the presence of the brave Alsherat Chambers, we have to give a certain degree of freedom to the reproduced personality.

And it was that freedom that made me - no, my copy source, the hanging gap of the replicated Alchelato. '

It's a hassle, so let's call the original Mr. Siel A, a copy by Pestle B, and a "copy of the copy" copied to the Holy Sword C.

Mr. Ciel A. says he was trapped and killed by a pestle just after his reincarnation.

But Mr. Ciel survived in the form of Mr. Ciel B by [self-definition] of Pestle.

However, various constraints had been imposed on Mr. Shiel B by Pestle. It is a difficult constraint of consciousness in the vicinity of acting under the illusion that Pestle's will is unconscious.

Nevertheless, Mr. Ciel B noticed the strangeness of his actions and even guessed that the cause was in Pestle.

From that time onwards, Mr. Siel B makes various spins of wisdom to remove the constraints imposed on him, but as a result, he had to decide that it was impossible to escape the constraints of the pestle.

So Mr. Ciel B decided to copy his personality into the Holy Sword (Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)).

The Holy Sword was originally an "intelligence sword with intelligence," so there was a special area inside it that would allow you to copy your personality as a whole. Mr. Ciel B. laid eyes on it and, with the help of the Holy Sword himself, succeeded in creating a copy of his personality inside the Holy Sword. This is a copy of Mr. Siel's copy of Mr. Siel's residency in the Holy Sword, Mr. C - which we are now talking about in front of you.

After listening to Mr. Ciel, Father Alfred said with an admirable sigh.

"Brave Alchelato. You are worthy of the name of the brave man. Who else besides you could realize the inconsistency of your actions in such a situation, infer the existence of a parasite who rules over you, and still not give up on it, and continue to look for the art of undoing control? I, Alfred Culél, knight of the kingdom, have sincere respect for you."

My father takes a knighthood salute toward Mr. Ciel (the "Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)").

Dad's words represented the mood of everyone on this occasion.

'Hey, ha... you can light it up. But I don't need respect or anything. Because girls aren't hot when they're respected. After all, I'm most happy to introduce you to a handsome nobleman. Or... would you give it to the Second Lady?

... Even with the sword, Mr. Siel was the same.

"Speaking of which, Mr. Ciel. Your body, which was created by Pestle's [self-definition], has vanished with Pestle's death, but what are you going to do now?

'That's right. Even if I had a life, I wouldn't be able to flirt with a handsome nobleman without a body.'

Just kidding, Mr. Ciel says, but that's just not funny.

"Somehow, I wonder if I can make Mr. Ciel's body..."

That's what Jeremiah says to me.

"Hmmm...... that's tough even with the knowledge of previous life. Oh, but maybe Mr. Alphesia can do something about it?

Mr. Alphesia, the original elf, might be able to make only the body with biotechnology or something like a prosthetic body.

'I'd ask you to do that if you could... Honestly, you're not anxious'

"Anxiety......?

'Yeah. I'm a copy of the real Alsherat Chambers copy. I'm not a real Alchelato, I'm just a crook of it. It also captures the virtual personality of the Space Feather Grip (Space Ruler), which was originally embedded in the Holy Sword when it was copied. Am I really what I can call a person right now...?

Mr. Ciel's voice was by far the weakest I have ever heard.

We couldn't find a word to speak to Mr. Ciel alone.

No - only one, there was someone who moved.

It's Asla.

Asura climbs the table and sits in front of the Holy Sword (Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)).

"Hey, I don't know what you're made of."

'Right. People come from people, not made by people. It's about touching contraindications.'

"Then I'm Kinki, too, right?

"It's..."

Mr. Ciel mumbles.

Asura was a chimera created by Hiroshi Pestle.

I also know about that, Mr. Siel, who should have been listening in the Holy Sword.

"There are many things in me, and other things.

But the only thing that came out of it was Night besides me. "

Asura was created by synthesizing a wide variety of demons, demons, and other races, Pestle said.

It is unclear how we can do that. I think I did something about it by combining my previous life's knowledge with [self-definition], but I can't even imagine a specific way.

In the spirit of the synthesized chimera, the packed countless souls, countless spirits bumped into each other, sometimes rebelling, sometimes absorbing the opponent, sometimes dividing again - eventually integrated into the personality of Asura after such an incomprehensible process from outside. It was the consciousness of the Harpy Queen who had the ability to control the herd with mental sensitivity that formed the basis for Asla, but the demon named Harpy Queen should not have been equipped with high intelligence. So it would mean that Asura is not the harpy queen itself that became the plain body, but a synthesis of souls and spirits that merged with it as a nucleus. It means that Asura is not only physically, but also mentally, of a "chimeric" nature.

"I was jerking off. Wow, so Knight snubbed me out of that" lab. "

I can't find a word in Asla's confession that Mr. Siel will return, either.

"After that, all around me tried to cover me up, but I knew it. I couldn't deal with it."

A wide variety of demons were gathered around the rocky mountains where Asura was fleeing, probably because Asura herself had a wide variety of demonic elements. A moment later, he might have brokered a wide variety of demonic elements of his own to order a bunch of demons to protect themselves with the psycholeptic abilities that Harpy Queen had.

"I'm surprised when you're here, but I was so happy to finally chat with you"

That's what Asla said and smiled thinly.

"Yeah, what did you want... Yeah, it was about you."

Asura continues the conversation as she touches on the pattern of the Holy Sword (Space Wing Grip (Space Ruler)).

"You know, it's not about me."

'It's...!

Mr. Ciel gets stuck in words.

Indeed, Asura is not a normal person. It's not even a modified human being… it's just one consciousness in which countless souls and spirits, including numerous demons, have been integrated and miraculously assembled.

"But he whispered to me. I was totally different from the one in the" lab ". He followed me as one with a" Asura "cover."

Asla separated words there.

"- So I was meant to be the 'one' worthy of it. If I'm not" one, "I thought I'd go and be" one. "

"… to one… will be, will be"

Asura's words seemed offensive to Mr. Siel.

No, that's the same for us.

Asura didn't think she was thinking so much more deeply because she looked five or six years old and her words and actions (mainly compared to mine) seemed to be appropriately young.

But if Asura is a consciousness that integrates a multitude of souls and spirits, it should be a fact that she has just woken up and is young, taking over, in part, the knowledge, experience and emotions that each soul and spirit had. Then it wasn't strange to have the ability to work advanced thinking.

'Heh heh... that might be good too. It's taken this form, but as long as I try to be a' person ', maybe I can be a' person ''

In a much neater voice, Mr. Ciel said so.

Listening to the conversation between the sword and the young girl, Senior Miriam says a little lonely.

"Are you a person…? Me and the neighborhood...... my father and mother must have forgotten something so obvious somewhere. As I tried to play the required role, I became a distorted being as a 'person'... I can't even start over anymore..."

It was Mother Julia who reacted to Senior Miriam's words.

Mother hugged Senior Miriam so hard,

"- We can start over. Miriam's still alive."

"So... the area is dead... and so is my father... uuch..."

"Now, it's hard. Let's get some rest first, and then we'll think about the future?

Julia, your mother takes Senior Milia out of the dining room.

The rest of the Ments are exhausted (except me and Jeremiah), so far this has been the case.