If that's the case, I want to rendezvous with Jeremiah and Asla first.
I have my hand in leaving messages in various cities, but I want to avoid being noticeable because I am certified a heretic by an elf elementalist.
... When this happens, I can't help but regret that I seriously sprinkled the chase.
(You're selfish)
Because they want to use it as a force of war while distracting their feelings.
(But that's not until yesterday either)
My feelings were clear.
All you have to do is tell them that.
It's not up to me to decide how they'll take the feelings I tell them.
On top of that, you can discuss your upcoming relationship.
- Melvi and I broke up and Lilia were coming to Barbarossa, the largest city in the western part of the Dragon Snake Tongue Continent (Midgalztan).
The purpose is to gather information about the elf elementalist, but I think I might run into Jeremiah or Asla for a moment. If you're wrong, the two of you will notice my tracks.
... No, it's possible that everything is my over-consciousness and the two of you are waiting for me in Mithrandia with all your love.
I walk alone down Main Street in Barbarossa.
Lilia says she's going to get some food, and she's acting differently. They also have constraints on the art of humanization, and they can't stay human all the time. Now it would be back to what it was like to be a firedragon and literally "stretching its wings".
The people who go to and from Main Street...... somehow, they were green.
who wore a green cloth, like a cape, or like a hood. He who is just wrapped around his arms. who use it as a ribbon or tie. Each way, but most people wear green cloths.
I listen to the stall owner as I search the stalls for food.
By the way, I just got out of the country.
"Everybody wears a green cloth, but what is that?
When I asked the store owner, he looked at me like he didn't even know that.
"Well, that's a sign that you'll accept the guidance of an elf elementalist. You, too, don't say anything bad about it. If the extremists find us, we'll be in trouble."
"Extremists? Is there such a thing?"
"Most elf elementalists are moderates, but some of them have radical ideas."
"Then you're not a single rock when you say elf elementalist. Besides, aren't we all following the Elf Elementary from the heart?"
"That's right. If I'd gone out with those guys properly, I'd be living my life. Don't use magic because it's a secret, pay the Elf Elementary Wizard when you need it...... huh? In addition, iron products are banned in principle, and there are high taxes on buying alcohol. He told me to live on woodwork and leather products alone. You're not an elf living in a forest, and you can live like that in a human city!
The shopkeeper said.
"Then why are you listening to me? There's definitely more humans than elf elementalists, right?
"Sure, taxes are heavy, I forbid magic. So they criticize you, but thanks to them, you're safe, and most importantly, there's no war. I can't interfere with my life, but I can't complain about my ability to govern."
"I see."
In the sense of an ideal administering state, is it similar to the Soviet Union of previous life?
Most importantly, while the Soviet Union was socialist, what the elf elementalists want is spiritual supremacy. Maybe it's close to a system with religion at its core, like the Islamic system in Iran.
Speaking of common difficulties with such a system,
"How's the economy?
It would be a reduction in economic efficiency by denying free competition.
"The economy? I've never really cared... but it's more or less stable, isn't it?
"Even though taxes are heavy?
"The taxes are heavy, but for that matter, we're talking about turning it around to guys who can't move because they're sick or old, right? That's why we all have the minimum amount of money. I wonder when the economy is turning because of that."
"Heh..."
The elf elementalist seems to be also good at running the economy.
(Is it more of a welfare state than a wholesale one?
Every corner of society seems to have a good eye for the elves alone, the long-lived species.
"So you're saying the elf elementalist has a good reputation"
To my question, the owner leans his neck.
"I don't know. They're just not interested in anything but spirits. But that's what's working. What those guys say is, 'Stand back to your human natural life'. In itself, well, you're right."
Something... different from what I imagined.
The people who suddenly hit us in the volcano had a more fanatical vibe.
No, was that extremist?
"So you mean moderates are decent?
"No, I can't say enough."
"What, wasn't it the extremists that were bad?
"Both moderates and extremists originally had the same purpose. Simply because the means for this are moderate or radical. Moderate people don't like to fight, but they also don't like to fight extremists. So even if the extremists do a mess, they pierce it pretending not to look at it. That's typical of heretical hunting."
"Divergent?"
I'm stuck with that word.
The owner keeps unaware of this complexion.
"There was a craftsman in a nearby village who made all sorts of things to help him live. He was a blacksmith before the elf elementalist came out. He invented a tool to draw wells for everything. Whether it's a woman or an old man, it seems like a tool where water can be drawn up with light force. I don't know the details."
Is it like Tsube?
Or maybe he invented a pump.
"So?"
"The craftsman was turned into a heretic. I was sworn not to invent anything against nature in the future at trial."
"He's gone too far."
"No, that's not all. The craftsman was then killed after being lynched by extremists. Apparently the artisan's body was found hanging upside down in front of a well"
Sigh unexpectedly.
The shopkeeper was sighing at the same time.
"I don't know how he's gonna get killed trying to make his life better. Even iron, you should have used it. You need a knife, and an iron bottle is more convenient than an earthen pot to boil water. In the end, they're all using it in hiding, but it's forfeited as soon as they find it. If it's bad, they'll put you on trial, fine you, or worse, they'll surround your house with extremists and set you on fire."
"… seal technological innovation,"
Perhaps that's why the Elf Elementalist's economic operations are well under way.
Growing the economy and changing society are technological advances.
If we pick up that progress in the form of "heresy," we can put society in a steady state… maybe.
"I get it. Thank you, old man."
I'll give the shopkeeper the copper coins and head back for a stroll in Barbarossa.
"... Phew. Is this the place?
Even after the stall, I talked to the person I was likely to talk to and encouraged them to gather information, but I couldn't listen to more than I got in the first stall.
In doing so, it is evening.
I felt a faint discomfort in the corner of my sight on the arrow tip when I thought it was time to find the inn.
My five senses are constantly sharpened by Spiritual Elder.
Transfer your eyes to the corner of your vision again.
On the other side across the street stands a man with a green robe.
It looks like, at first glance, a follower of elf elementalism who is just more devout than his surroundings.
But - behind that hood.
(Mask...?
I only caught on to consciousness for a moment because there was no human face there.
(That was silver)
The mask was obviously made of metal.
It's a complex mask made up of many parts.
The person wearing the mask, for once, hides his head and body with a long green robe and dwarfs himself in the corner of the street.
I might have missed it if it wasn't for the visual enhancement by Spiritual Elder.
Indeed, wearing a metal mask would be dangerous in a city dominated by an elf elementalist who would forbid even the use of metal products.
(I said I hid my face, and even a tree mask would seem nice on it... No, wait. That mask looks familiar)
But I can't remember where I saw it.
It must have been a long time ago.
Maybe it was about a previous life.
(Previous life?
A strong wind blew through the street.
The hood of the masked person across the street is about to turn in the wind.
The hood was held down by a masked figure reaching out.
Behavior without any wonder.
but my eyes didn't miss the anomaly that was there.
Arms stretched out to hold the hood.
The arm of that "person" sticking out of the robe was undoubtedly a machine (...).
Memories of previous life flash back.
The pyramid of an American made SF movie.
I wasn't a core fan, but I've seen it on TV.
In it, a silver android appears.
It's called...
"... R-4N4."
I accidentally crushed the name of a somewhat retro-inspired android from what I feel right now.
The voice was echoed by an "android" who was across the street.
"Android" walks towards me.
I feel comfortable.
"Android" lifts his hands gently to prove that there is no hostility.
The robot's arm was clearly visible from the hem of the slipped hood.
'Excuse me. What did you just say?
A silver android asks.
That language, surprisingly or unexpectedly, is the standard language in this world, the Marquecto Common Language. I don't think the intonation is too good.
"Yes, no..."
I deny it.
A silver android has been packing the distance for a long time.
You said "R-4N4," right?
Look away from the android I'm going to check.
"... is that a mistake to hear?
'Do you think I hear wrong?
If the android in front of you is real, that would be impossible.
It means it has enough hearing sensors to pick up my tweezers, even from across the street.
"... don't think so"
Give it up, I admit it.
So, from behind the crowd on the street, one figure rushed over.
(No way. Some fellow Android?
And I doubted for a moment, but it was a girl who was too young to be a teenager.
Long dark hair.
A neat face.
It seems serious, but at the same time it has an atmosphere that seems lively.
(You feel like an expert class chairman...)
Why did you think that?
That's because I remember nostalgia for the impression I get from my face.
The girl had a prominent nose like a Japanese.
"Sunshine? What's the matter with you?
A girl tells Android.
In Japanese (...), it is.
'No, because you said something interesting about this Mitsuhito.
Android - Saint-Silow? answers in Japanese.
(Sanshiro?)
The name of the protagonist of Natsume Soushi's novel. I read it to write a report on a college correctional subject, but forgot the details.
"Interesting? That's a higher priority than keeping you out of sight... right?
'Exactly. He said this when he saw me. "It's R-4N4."
Sun Shiloh? s words frightened the girl's face.
One hand of the girl stretches out to her waist.
The waist is given a sword in the form of a green cloth. It's a unique pattern. There is also the possibility of some kind of magic guide.
A girl looked at me with strange eyes.
Only the right eye has extra force in it. I would have missed it if my vision hadn't been enhanced with "Spiritual Elder". At the same time, I notice a magic leak from my right eye in Magi Adept.
(No way...... [Appraisal]!?)
I'm wary of thinking so, but the pin of magic for [appraisal] doesn't fly.
(What? It's more like looking behind my back than me.)
What did you see there?
The girl looked unexpected and slightly loosened her guard.
Girl says.
"R-4N4, you said?
Sun Shiloh? No, that's what the brunette girl said.
"Oh."
I just admitted it.
Either way, I'm a reincarnator, if you look on the eastern side of the continent, you'll see.
Nevertheless... I haven't hissed using Japanese.
"Are you a reincarnator?
"That's the thing. Just like you."
The question is which side of the reincarnation the girl in front of you is.
Are you the apostle of Atrazenek, God who commands the same soul and circle as me? Or is it the apostle of the evil god Monugonez?
That makes it possible that the battle is starting in the next moment.
(See the status?
A peek at the status reveals one eye to the other, but it doesn't necessarily mean it won't be perceived.
I'm also concerned about the girl's earlier attention.
You should see how things go a little more.
The girl said after she swallowed Kokon's spit.
"So... does the name Kagi Chiki sound familiar to you?
"-!"
Surprised.
What the girl said with a serious look was my name in a previous life.
I got lost.
My name in my previous life has not been spoken out in this world.
Nevertheless, we are also talking about how it is because we have been found out.
But how does she know about me, who's not even supposed to be a celebrity?
No, I got a national honor award or something for one of the passers-by, so maybe the name's for sale. I still can't feel it because it was after I died.
What does it mean to admit that I was Chiki Kagi?
I see the girl's face once now.
She looks like a girl all the way.
The impression is all the more compelling as the face is in order.
As I looked at that face - I connected.
"Ah...!
I remember.
This girl...
"When the Passenger -"
I open my eyes and say.
At the same time.
A girl suddenly hugged me.
I put him away if I wanted to, but I kind of take it.
The girl clung to me and said as she looked up at me.
"Kagi,......!
There were tears in the girl's eyes.
The girl's cheeks are red and upbeat.
The look on the girl's face as she held me makes me wander off.
"Ki, are you a high school girl who was about to be attacked by a passing demon!
"Yes...... yes. Thank you so much then."
A girl releases her body and bows her head deeply.
A beautiful tweezer turned to me.
"Oh, oh... I don't know what to say, but my body just moved a little"
"But... Kagi-san was killed because of it..."
"Not to the passers-by, but to the cops."
I say with a bitter smile.
(Sounds like you're not the messenger of evil gods)
Passenger - It's hard to imagine a high school girl who was about to be killed by a pestle hen, becoming an apostle to the evil gods.
Besides, if she's a goddess apostle, she doesn't have to say a word to me from the goddess...
"The police officer was later arrested after drug use was discovered"
"Apparently. I asked the goddess."
"Goddess?
"Atrazenek, God who presides over souls and circles. If you were reincarnated, didn't you meet him?
Girl shakes her head in my words.
"No, I asked Attiella to bring me into this world."
"Even Attiella!?"
Attiella, the magical god, must have escaped without discovering that she had sealed Mr. Alphesia.
"I asked Attiella, who came to Earth, to help me with my life crisis. I was about to die, so I was supposed to be brought here."
"That's what..."
Continuing with the passage, it seems that this daughter (this) is dying again.
If the first time it was me and the second time it was helped by a different god, he's got a lot of bad luck.
"From that, Kagi-san"
"What?"
"I've always wanted to see you"
"Oh well."
"Help me with my life."
"Oh, don't be."
"I still remember that time. I owe this to Kagi-san."
Hey, I don't know... don't come any closer.
I know because I'm with Jeremiah and Asla.
This girl likes me. It feels close to worship, too. Like Jeremiah right after there was one of the "Yata-glass" cases.
"So, that's... uh..."
A girl blushes and gets lost in words.
"I've always missed you!
"Ugh, yeah...... I see that"
"Glad to see you!
"Is that... thank you?
"So, but... what should I do!?"
"Oh, even if I ask..."
"Oh, right... what do I want to do, right?"
The girl put her finger on her chin and began to think about something.
"I've been thinking about it since Kagi-san helped me. I don't know what I'm going to use this saved life for."
"You don't have to feel so... Because you're the victim of a case."
"Still, I wanted to live up to Kagi's thoughts for saving my life."
I'm happy with that feeling, but suddenly it's a little heavy when they say it.
"When I heard Kagi-san liked slum fighters, I started doing them too."
"What, you got a slam fighter?
I react unexpectedly to a nostalgic name.
Fighting game? I haven't done this in nearly twenty years because it's been since I was reincarnated.
"I'm on REVOLVE too"
"Seriously!?"
When it comes to REVOLVE, it's the world's biggest competition for fighting games.
I wanted to try to get out once, too.
"So, um... winner, I did"
"Seriously!?"
I'm sorry I'm a wimp, but I'm seriously surprised.
"It also won for the sixth year in a row."
"Are you serious?!?"
Even professional gamers have difficulty staying in the final tournament rather than winning.
That's six wins in a row......
"Thanks to Kagi-san for that and this."
"No, definitely not because of me!
"I owe it to Kagi!
She's on the verge of denying it.
"I also met this Sun Shiloh at REVOLVE, and then a lot happened and I came to this world"
"No, how many things have happened?"
How are we going to be reincarnated into Marquecto with that flow?
"This is destiny, isn't it?
"Ugh, destiny?
"Kagi-san saved me from the passage, and thanks to Kagi-san, I won REVOLVE in a row, and thanks to Kagi-san, I was able to notice Leticia's conspiracy -"
"Chi, wait a minute! Even Leticia!? No way Leticia Ludameia!?"
"That doesn't matter now! I'll talk to you later!
"Ugh... ok"
They pissed me off.
"Anyway, this is destiny! Fate led me to Kagi-san!
"Hey, no, I guess that's an exaggeration..."
"I know! It's even the stuff!
"Ha, hi......"
The girl sums up the words as she turns red or panicked.
And I made a hell of a point.
"So - make me Kagi-san's girlfriend!
Oh, boy...
"Oh! What am I talking about!? Well, I'm not, uh, but I'm a man of destiny...!
"Wah, okay, okay, so calm down!
"Does that mean you'll do it to her?!?"
"No, leave that alone, calm down!
"Wow, me, me..."
"Look, take a deep breath! Shh!
"Shh... hah... Phew"
"... Calmed down?
"Yes, sir"
The girl takes several more deep breaths.
"Shh, excuse me. All of a sudden I..."
"Yeah well, I don't know..."
What can I say?
"But it's true that I respect Mr. Kagi. The more I know, the more I like it..."
"No, this is the first day I've seen you."
"After that incident, I looked into it. What Kagi-san was like."
"What..."
"I also asked my colleagues at the company and my high school classmates, but I don't really know Kagi's face..."
"Well, it was me"
Is that how you checked her out? I'm a little scared.
"It was the Game Center that eventually got there"
"So you're a slam fighter."
And is that high and world champ?
Apparently, the high school girl I helped was the crux of a hell of a talent.
"Maybe I'm just falling in love with Kagi-san's phantom that I created myself"
The girl relaxes and says.
"But the feelings I like are true. I've always missed you. Weird, isn't it? I can't believe I fell in love with someone who's dead."
I can't say anything to the girl's words.
"I was really trembling when Ms. Kagi told me that she might have been reincarnated into Marquecto. Kagi-san is alive. I definitely wanted to see you."
"... right"
Being helped by me in that case has been a really big turning point for this girl's life. And yet, at heart, I was dead.
... Who's Catahal? The question is, it seems confusing, so let it flow.
"It was quite yuki that we were to transfer to Marquecto. Pfft. Would you be surprised if I told you I was here to prevent World War III?
"Oh, I'm surprised!
What was going on, Earth?
But if that woman - Leticia Ludameia - was transferring to Earth, that might be possible. I can do that just by bringing in the head of state.
"That woman, I let her go. I wish you'd done something about it."
"... then you deserved your life"
Phew, and a girl who laughs gently.
I fell in love with the girl's smile because of the void.
The girl says as she looks up to me.
"... so, uh... can you reply to my earlier confession?
This is - Oh, shit.
This is the girl I just met.
We don't know each other very well yet. Well, she seemed to be looking into me.
Anyway, in front of a girl I don't even know very well - I was probably turning my face bright red.
"Oh well... is that valid earlier"
"Valid!
A girl comes cramming at me.
"So... what do you think? Can't I...?
I look away from the girl who gives me a cut look.
Give me a dozen seconds to think.
Here's what I decided to answer.
"... in the meantime, can you tell me your name?