Over The Infinite

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The feeling of just falling to the bottom of the water, like wandering in a fine sleep, getting lost in endless invisible darkness. I just keep giving myself up to such a feeling of obscurity.

The existence of myself becomes obscure, the boundaries with others become blurred, and the individual named me is lost.

It looks a lot like death. It is an experience of unbearable terror, experienced many times in the infinite corridor, in lost memories.

There is no face and no name in this world but me and the other Tilia. But that's the most obvious thing here, and nobody questions it. There was only a few reasons why we were uncomfortable, and I was convinced that if it went away, it would surely not dissolve in the world. I'm sure there are no other individuals in this world than us, or we're the only foreign bodies.

But I was not anxious that it would disappear like this with wonder. Even though I felt the fear of the bottomless, I knew it was eternal peace of mind that lay ahead of me.

The turbulence of a tough face is the fruit of those who have thus become one. I wonder if it will eventually be the snail we lead to and what the future looks like.

Close your eyes in a world of silence. I question the other Tiliatiel, wondering if I would have done my part.

But she doesn't answer. Whether you have a face or a name left behind, you don't have a soul to answer.... knowledgeable.

It's always a memory of the past to decide the way to go, her memory. Because I just keep walking backwards, staring at it.

Memories packed with retarded sexuality and teacher teachings are just one form of living for us to be Tiliatiel.

The statue of the Adventurer, taught to stay like this as a shield for the party, became an indicator of the shape of "Tiliatiel".

Never fall before your people. As long as that's the case, the party won't collapse unless it falls itself. taught by a teacher. It is just reason and truth. That's how she continued to support the party. Her memory says she's proud of herself.

If you can heal yourself even if you are hurt, use the "Regeneration" gained in the extreme and exercise the talent of "Recovery Magic" that could not have been. It manifests itself as the figure of Tiliatiel, who should have been there.

I have to be there. I have to be there, too.

It must not be disputed. It should not be borrowed. It has to be more real than real. I have to be Tiliatiel.

My "threat" was my mentor Gardel Garden because I must have been afraid of being warped of my confusion.

The same is true of reaching the labyrinth city, becoming an adventurer and not showing his face. Once life has stabilized, I will not be able to return home, which I would have sent forward if I had been able to stand alone. I pretend I can't see before because I'm backwards, even though that's impossible if it's real, and I keep deluding my potential fears.... No, I kept falling for it.

It was the last thing I could admit to that masked battle of vampires, on the brink of despair. He was reunited with a masked teacher who could not remember his name or face, and was told that he was just a leftover meal, so that he could finally acknowledge his teacher's words in the extreme.

But now I can't even remember who I was anymore.

What personality, what preferences, what talents, what dreams you had. Even if I remember, all I see is the surface.

Because that day, with the face stripped off by the teacher, he was eaten by the only evil god in his face.

Or am I drifting somewhere in this obscure world myself like that?

"You're the only one who knows if you've done your part."

As I was slowly about to disappear, I heard terribly clear words. Clear groaning voice.

"We don't know that."

When I opened my eyes, I wore a worn out outfit with black crumbs... one woman standing in front of me who I didn't feel like I'd met somewhere.

I'm exhausted and my eyes are only glittered even though I'm about to fall down, I look like someone else.

"If you want someone to define it, I'll define it for you. Not yet. Not at all.

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"Something that arrives in half but in 10% or no minute? Not at all, not this kind of thing, not enough particulate levels."

Uh... is that so much?

Or would he have been like this? Why shouldn't I think so if I don't remember?

"I... haven't expired to be Tilia?

"I don't know that, and I don't care."

I don't care... okay? No, it's not good. Not good at all. Because this is the only form I have left to be.

"In the first place, we only know you. I don't care if it's fake or real even though I only know Tiliatiel now!! It's not what I found out!! Rather than that, just wake up and help! Stupid girl!!"

"Oh, hey..."

Suddenly, they grabbed me by the chest when they thought I was approaching. When I shook it off reflexively, I fell on the spot.

If you look up, your surroundings look good. That's my hometown. The faceless are their inhabitants. They don't notice any of our interactions, they just have a recurring routine. It's in my sight, she's the only one in front of me, including me, who can call me the living.

Why is such a foreign object here? Are you here and looking down on me?

"Stand up, Tiriatiel. We haven't even seen the ocean yet."

I still don't know who this guy is. But looking from the top, my hand does not reach out and its appearance urging me to stand on my own......

"... Mother?

"Who is your mother!

Kicked.... Oh, but this feeling.

"... Mr. Moyer is always tough"

"Be aware that you are in a position to have to be tough at a time when you are being preached to younger people. Or do you remember being kicked...... I just wanted to ask you for an hour or so what I am like in you."

This man is Mr. Moyer. He's younger but he's solid and he's always bothered me...... it doesn't matter if Tiliatiel is real or fake etc, he's my party member. Even my nose is strangely rough for some reason, I feel like she is.

"Totally, I wonder what kind of tough spiritual world is spreading, with all this nonsense."

"... it won't be long."

This is my backbone. That's all to anyone...... I shouldn't even be able to deny it to myself.

"Tens of thousands of orcs have been mausoleum and nursery beds. I was coming to rescue you!

"Oh, I'm sorry?

Why can you blame me for that? If it wasn't, wouldn't that be better?

"When you get back to Labyrinth City, have a good discussion with Mr. Gard. If you say it's tough to go home alone, I hope I accompanied you. I mean, what you have to do with your troubles is only to that extent. For us, Tiliatiel is nothing but you. Even if they come out real now, they're just confused."

That said, Mr. Moyer turns his gaze to the other Tilia.

But that's me. We can't just stand on one side or the other anymore. I can't exist. Because that's how we mix together and finally keep people in shape.

... yes, that's why I can stand up this way.

"... but it's not going to be easy for me to get you home,"

The moment Noronoro and I stood up, the world changed.

The place hasn't changed. That's the sight of that day… the sight of madness that transformed that area into hell in just one night.

ambiguous, difficult to recognize both reality and nightmares, a world of faces only. At its center, a creepy, huge face with three overlapping faces opens its mouth and tries to swallow everything.

"… sir"

It was the masked man who emerged from the other side of the open mouth. Only a mask composed of faces and characterised by a man whose original appearance and face were lost is the only one reminiscent of the past. It's a peculiar individual, named Nirvana Silence.

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Wave your favorite trident. Shake even, keep crushing enemies.

No one can stop you. I won't let anyone stop me. That is < ■ ■ > the root of the nomenclature and the way it should be.

The predecessors I once admired were frustrated by their hearts broken by ideals. It's obvious from around even if you're going to be stopping, and you're just weak pretending you don't even realize it.

The figure of a hero who can't even remember his name nowadays appeared terribly small. I made him try to outrun me early, saying he wasn't going to keep following his back like that. That it is not appropriate to show it to those who follow it.

If you're going after your back anyway, you better be big. Then it is the role of the predecessors to keep insisting that this is a great back for those who follow their backs.

Fight along with two meteors who felt the same thing, fight it, run through, smash it, huge setbacks, don't give up if you get hit by an uninterrupted wall, just look forward and keep running. That's how I keep fighting to be on the front line where I am. Even if you are tired and at a walking speed, you must never stop.

I was just looking ahead when Laurent, the captain of the regiment, was hit, and when the deputy captain was struggling badly without support. It was a matter for the two people representing the clan to get over, because they thought that nothing that they should do, the assault captain, would change anything.

No matter how frustrating it is, it is something that I was able to do because I believe that I could not give up, but in fact, I can say that the decision was correct.

It's a bit of a pity story that I couldn't be the reason for my excited rise, but that would rather compliment those who pushed my back.

I feel the future of the labyrinth city is bright. The future you see in front of you is surrounded by glory.

Then it is my role, and the role of the predecessors, to keep blasting it. What's the matter, lizard, if you keep squatting in that place, he said he'd leave you.... lizards? Well, I won't let anyone get in the way anyway.

It's our job to catch up with the Dungeon Master who keeps fighting far ahead. You can overtake anything.

I will not forgive those who hinder that future because it is my role to catch up and fight together, and those who have seen my back and chased me. I don't know if it's an innumerable figure or a kaonashi, but it's something that can be stopped!

"Fuwa haha!! What's up, are you waiting to get tired? Hundreds, thousands of hours, no I don't care how many years but I'll keep fighting!!"

Wave your favorite trident. Shake even, keep crushing enemies.

It's simple and sturdy. Easy to understand and unmistakable simplicity is power. It gets fat, big, and sturdy just the minute you keep running.

I just can't even move forward, so I won't break my heart with trivial things.

It's good to have someone to protect your back. It just stretches out a lot heavier than it does without. Heavy pressure helps.

Golden Tiger must stay strong. Because he is not a tiger living in the wild, but a golden tiger with the protection of a beast god and living as fiercely as a flame, unlike a tiger beast man.

The cheer that surrounds this body is the glory offered from what is to be protected, from what is to be pursued backwards.... cheer?

Yes. The audience hopes to win. This is true as a clan, but you have to get the strongest seat in the individual battle by lowering the < ■ ■ ■ ■ · ■ ■ ■ >. But wasn't this a personal battle? Why are there so many enemies?

Oh, isn't it my enemy there? I beat him up every year, but you're not going to give up yet. Excellent. Let's deal with as many of them as we can.

By the way, what was your name?

Hmm, okay. It's no different to defeat you and your next trophy in my < ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ >. You can be proud of ■ ■ ■ and ■ ■ ■ ■.

Speaking of which, where am I? Shelter or arena? It should have been the end of the year that Clan Warfare is playing, but what month is it now? The end of the year?

Oh, was the world different? This was where ■ lived. ■ I don't know what it is, but there are better people to show my strength. I have a lot of faces, but I hope I get a full taste of them. No, you were enemies. It's no different to show it off, but hehe haha!!!!

Come as much as you want. Golden Tiger will never fall. I don't know what a tiger is, but did you know that?

I have no limits. Lose your memory, lose your existence, lose your name, lose your face, but you'll keep fighting unless you take everything.

I will never forget that you are enemies. If you're going to take me down, you're going to come ready to crush everything.

What's wrong, I'm still standing!!

"... you can't look at me, dude"

"Ugh!?"

Keep fighting against things you don't know well, smash the trident of your gain, and keep fighting it only with your body... I don't know for a few hours or days, but at last the change has come. The one who showed up trying to tear things apart that I don't know for sure was a Zutaboro hairy twat. What, the floor boss? Much poorer for that.

I don't know, you're an enemy, too.

"Maybe..."

What, I'm not motivated. If it's an enemy, try it like an enemy. Surprise attack, but I don't care.

That's the way I do it, smashing it right in the front.

"I forget who I am instead of my face and my name, I forget what I may be to protect, I don't even remember who I fight against. You're a fine man to resist in such a situation. That's right."

"Already...?

I don't know what that means, but it sounds fine. I like it. Let's call it Moko until I remember my name.

"The same straight line, amazing mental strength, absolutely impossible to maneuver"

"Ha ha ha!! Awesome. I don't mind if you imitate me. Follow me."

"... I'll correct it. I don't want to manipulate you. In the first place, Golden Tiger and Silver Wolf don't get along well. Without such a backbone, I felt so bad about this place that I couldn't get along with you."

I can't remember, but that's the kind of word I've been told many times. Well, the world is huge, so it's natural to have incompatible things.

Those who follow their backs cannot be all. I'm just going my way.

"I will never bend myself. That's fine. So, what are you fighting for?

"What, a question? It must be settled. To crush the enemy in front of you."

"Shatter the enemy for what"

"It is decided. To protect these things on their backs."

"Look back.... There's nothing there."

"I don't know what you mean...... there are so many of them!

Looking back, countless kaonashi stand there without being slight. My soul is complaining that this is something to protect.

I can't remember what that was anymore, but that would suffice, for example, why I would fight.

This is what I'm supposed to protect.

"You're not. It was something to protect. If you say it at last, it's just a phantom created by your delusions"

"No!!"

A phantom. What makes an audience so powerful so illusory? Not to mention paranoia, etc.

"It's not the same, silly tiger.... No, it's not. You... we lost. Defeated by no skin, deprived of everything. On top of that, I'm pushing that debt to one idiot and scratching to take it back at all. In the meantime, what the hell are you doing?"

"Don't lose!!"

"I lost. Yikes! You and Werner, they took everything from me after they kicked me out of here because I was out of the war. Admit it. Uh, we can't move on. I mean, you can't move on. Pathetic, dude."

What the hell is this guy talking about? I don't understand. But to deny it, something in me gets in the way.

And this guy's eyes stick out that it's the truth. But it's absolutely wrong.

"You're just wondering what's pitiful about being able to protect something by immersing yourself in paranoia in a situation like this!

"No!!"

"You're kidding me, stupid tiger. You're not fooled by paranoia. There will be some work to be done!!"

A flash of clearance. Was there an upset gap? Instead of intercepting him, he couldn't even react and got a kick in the face.

Am I still immature? But yes, it won't work again and again.

"I don't even realize I'm upset. I don't even realize what you're upset about. I know there will be faces everywhere, but did you find out? If it doesn't work, tear it apart, but I'll get him."

"... all the while, the obscenities"

"Hey! Why do you keep remembering that?!? Seriously, I'm kidding!!"

I don't know why, but it overflowed my mouth. That you are obscene. I have no idea what that means.

"I can't pull. As long as I have something to protect, I'm not moving here. If you want to move me, try to move me."

"Oh, I will. Either way, I'm sorry I had to punch you. And then you mourn your pitiful ugliness. Don't regret it then.... No, regret it. Regret and cry. I'll take it to the video and expose it."

I don't know what it was in front of me...... no, I don't want any more lewd stuff. Obscenities take hold. Perhaps the object is a metal claw on both hands and feet.

In contrast, this one is handless without a favorite trident. Signs conveyed are powerful, but far inferior to their own.

I don't mean to alarm you, but no matter how tired you are, no matter how many weapons you have, you decide you're not the one to lose.

"Don't play dumb, you fucking tiger. I'm not scared at all. You said well you didn't feel like losing."

But the other's eyes don't doubt their own victory.

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When I was a dragon, I always looked up at the sky. When it comes to the sky, it's not about my sister's sky dragon, it's about "sora" that doesn't exist in our world.

It was a defensive junction to protect itself from the storm, and it was visually completely blocked. That, but I knew the world was spreading across it. I also know there's nothing ahead of me. He said that all there is is is an irreplaceable wilderness and a mysterious black pillar dotted within the junction as well.

Yet another side...... even if you fly across the universe to other stars, all that is there is just an unbroken nail mark of malice...... if you are a dragon, they were asking you if it's just a wreck you don't even want to see.

Still, I thought he wanted to go somewhere far, not here... Maybe it would have been longer if I hadn't thought about anything, but I'm pretty sure I had that idea. And I wanted to fly around a world without malicious claw marks anyway.

I have dreams and just thought-provoking days when I know it won't come true.

I think I was being objective. Ever since I was born...... I have spent generations or decades without anything if I were human.

To tell a realistic story, dragon production should have been completed and ended in the sky, which was originally born with a miraculous chance. Me and Xuan are just created with snake feet. That didn't make me cold, but I don't expect anything special. All I ever expected was the sky.

The difference in power between my older brothers and my older brothers is obvious, and even if I grow up like this, it will be to the same extent at best. Even Xuan is similar.

So I was honestly glad to be given a role in this. My heart danced just to say that although it was an aid to the sky and a spare, there was something else to do besides fight.

Even though he was so much just appointed, the labyrinth city he actually visited was filled with unspeakable and fresh experiences.

It was so much fun that I had no intention of altering it while reflecting that it was floating. It is just a matter of saying what these past millennia have been.

So temporarily though, I didn't like going back to the original world, let alone the worst if something went wrong there and the labyrinth city was harmed.

I knew the labyrinth city side was holding a bomb that I didn't really understand, and I also know Tuna was running. But the biggest problem for me is that there's been an irrevocable incident in our world. Honestly, all I get is the feeling that I got involved.

Nevertheless, I honestly had no idea what the situation was. What I knew was that it was just a bad situation.

I can't reach Tsuna. I can't reach the sky. Humans on the labyrinth city side grate, and even dragons who were nearby are turning right and left to sudden events. More importantly, it sucked that I couldn't reach my mother.

Even though it was an emergency and the sky could not be contacted, it was obvious that either I or Xuan needed to remain in the Kugelschreiber as a delegate and were pushed into the room in combination with evacuation, but they could not be here. Or you don't know where the mysterious face springs from, so there's no point in evacuating it.

Xuan, who prioritizes rational judgment at a time like this, suggested joining the adventurers of Kugelschreiber to eliminate his face. If you ask what our representative needs to get to this situation, there's nothing more than securing a contact role for the dragon. Then it would be right for the two of us to go around looking for a great adventurer instead of just fighting in isolation.

Fortunately, it was easy to rendezvous with the adventurer. I had the anxiety to be pushed in again, but the minute I've sold my face in so far was smooth, and more importantly, because I needed as much direct combat power as I could. I can only thank the adventurer who can't even remember his name for successfully judging the situation in the midst of confusion.

But even as we continued to fight inside the Kugelschreiber, the situation was on the other hand worse.

Anyway, it's clear that the number of adventurers fighting with us is decreasing, but I don't know who that is. If you do it badly, you don't even seem to notice that it has decreased. Even though I don't remember making a fatal tactical mistake at all, I only remember fear that my battle power continues to diminish.

Dee, although I have grasped the situation to some extent with your "reading stories" and your teacher's correspondence, I can't keep up with your understanding. Naturally, they don't understand the explanation.

At a time like this, Xuan, who takes precedence over theory, can't move. I can't even make a decision. If it works in this situation, it's mine. In other words, it would be better for Xuan, who is the second seat, no matter what he thinks of the need to remain on this scene in the absence of the sky.

But there was no time to persuade me, no word to say, and most importantly, it was a hassle.

In the meantime, I punched Xuan without thinking. All the best.

Confused or manipulated by the enemy, Xuan looked like he had come to that idea, but told him he was going to pick up the sky and leave Kugelschreiber behind. If it fails, I'll take care of it afterwards. No, there's only about half the feeling that I didn't like the hassle in the case.

The familiar faces are already on their way to the shelter for rescue. Only one threw himself into the tsunami of his face. I don't care what you think, just keep an eye on it. Because I was convinced that was the best thing on this occasion.

So I guess it's really a coincidence that you were on the spot.

Fighting had broken out near the hole leading to the basement, the hangar of the Kugelschreiber.

It is the sky and Berenvar that we are fighting for. The opponent is a mysterious batwing with a mask on. There are also a lot of faces around.

He rushes to a glancing disadvantage, but the batwing disappears into the hole after the two of them.

"Hey, you okay?

Speak up, but you're unconscious or there's no empty response. Berenvar was attacked by bat feathers, and he couldn't even stand up. The surrounding faces flock as the situation is still checked.

"Thirty seconds is fine. Buy me some time."

"Aye."

Though I take it lightly, I'm not optimistic. rather than in a desperate situation.

The surrounding face turns into a tsunami that is misperceived as a wall, surrounded by individuals like facial collections. What's more, something dragon-shaped with faceless adventurers is looming in front of me about where I emerged from.

... You can't have thirty seconds. Anyway, if you just survive, there are too many constraints.

I had no choice but to push the sky and Berenvar into the upper level of the hole, which would be the top priority on the spot, and I decided to defend it dead. Well, if that's all, I'll figure it out if I sacrifice.

"Stop, Silver Dragon!! Are you telling me to carry this on my back?!"

Berenvar has broken through my thoughts in an instant. And on the contrary, I noticed that Berenvar "remembers" something, too. That sad cry has been carried so far, but it must be of the late.

"Hey, Berenvar! Thirty seconds. You're not the only one who's gonna die. Remember that!

It is just a reminder that even if we stand up and make something of ourselves, our very existence will be forgotten. I'm not kidding.

But if anyone remembers, I'm sure it makes sense there. If you want to protect that person, it must be worth it there. It would mean that my waste can be accompanied by flowers for a long, empty raw.

There is an imminent tsunami. Countless flocks of kaonashi loom. This is not the only thing this body can prevent.

But there was certainty. I don't know why, but my seal is loose. If you care about that, you can go back to being a dragon just like you did when you were in Tuna. What we need is probably enough damage that the seal will no longer be preserved and… signs of captivity of cause and effect. There are signs of it all around you. I'm more than worn out, too.

Free. Like exploding the dragon's body, contained in a man's body, from the inside out.

It's not rational. I don't need reason or anything. I command myself to just be there. That's all I need.

Berenvar said thirty seconds is probably the time to be able to move. On an optimistic note, in addition to that, to such an extent that the sky awakens. I mean, there's no way to stop this tsunami from buying time. Plus, you shouldn't have just overlooked that batwing.

I don't know what lies ahead or what lies ahead of me. I know it's the Ten or Nine Tunas, but either way, we need room for the Berenvars to deal with the arr.

Then let's put these guys together and blow them away.

Originally, this body is an indeterminate form of mercury. Swallow and melt down all this great tsunami and kaonashi. It's okay, there's nothing I can't do.

Listening to Berenvar scream, at the last moment I thought...... for some reason he looked like a tuna.

"... he'll do something about it in this situation."

I'm in trouble because I'm going to really do something about it. If he's going to repeat this situation, isn't it the best flower path?

Impossible desire after all. Unfounded hope. What's in my chest is just sorrow and pity.

Still, I'm glad they made sense at this end... I thought so.

Then I have no idea what the situation is.

I am certain that I tried to rampage my main body as a dragon and push it back as a mercury tsunami, but I have not been able to confirm that it was successful or that Berenvar and the others helped.

He takes in a massive amount of faces trying to take me away, and waves a tantrum as a willing mercury.

The existence of Silver Dragon disappeared leaving only such, even simple patterns of behavior. The only thing left was the wreckage where all sorts of things mixed up in a mess and turned out to be something I didn't know well.

However, under any circumstances, we resist mercury's will to take it in and do it. I'm gonna give you usurpers. I need a name, a face. So I keep waiting for the end in the darkness where I see nothing like this.

Just stand still for some distracting time.

"... I see, I see. Silver said he was doing such an active job, aside from me."

I hear voices.... That's the voice of my sister who was supposed to have made it through on that occasion.

It's my sister's voice that always thinks about me coming forward and making minor mistakes at the heart to make me look poorly dressed.

"Go!

"Ouch!!... what is this? Why are you beating me up?"

He was beaten abruptly.

In the first place, where are we? Why is there a sky? There's nothing around me. Also, I'm back in shape.

"This is the one called the whip of love for my brother, who has become more prominent than my sister, all worried"

"What the hell?"

As usual, this sister has a verse that only completes with emotions within herself. No, well, I'm not denying that I made you worry because I'm sure you were impotent.... I don't know why you remember, but this situation doesn't make sense in the first place.

"How impudent. What a pity. Protected by such a strong will, I can't do anything but continue to be helped..."

"... are you crying?

"What a pity for me, my brothers and my mother that you and Xuan stand up so much"

Oh, it sure is pitiful. We interact, we alliance, we have to do this from time to time at home. I don't feel like I could take it back. What is a dragon? It's a transcendental species. Not at all.

"In the midst of all this, I pushed Watanabe alone with such a hard burden... now that I've managed, how can I repay my debts..."

"Oh, did he really manage that?

I don't know what that means. Well, I'm pretty sure I thought he was the only one who could handle it.

After all, does your mother ever just admit she's a compatriot? I don't know, great brother.

"I mean, I don't know the situation, but the sky came to help me. OK?

"Ohhh. … but not in a situation where we can still afford it"

I can't believe I'm rolling back to the point where I can't afford it. Really, what do you mean?

Honestly, I'm not at all comfortable being explained.

"Then there's still something you can do. How am I supposed to get out of here?

"... what shall we do"

"Hey, sis"

As usual, our sister was missing somewhere. Then how did you get here?

"In the case of silver, it was really falling apart across a wide area, so it's also miraculous that we hit the main-like spiritual world this way..."

"It doesn't seem like it's in the dungeon, but the spiritual world?

After all, I have no idea what's going on.

"But it's not like I don't have a clue at all.... Can't you hear me?

"... what"

If I made my ears clear as to what I could hear in this place, I could see a roaring voice sounding slightly from far away.

... This is a dragon roar.

"I don't know who your brothers are, but I'm guessing they're trying to take back a little of the sporadic lapse so far"

"That's spicy, honey"

But I guess this roar does mean something like that.

Can I stay like this? Is such a pitiful end for us? It's too impudent.

I admit I'm unusual, and that's why I attack you backwards... that's what I'm willing to do.

"But well, I agree. I don't feel sorry for you."

"Mother's...... If it's a Imperial Dragon fang and a nail, there's no way you can keep your mouth shut. If you mean to be the flag head, you can go for a ride. It's that kind of crying."

I mean, I guess this audible direction of voice is where we should be headed.

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"Let's go, the operation continues."

Mr. Glenn's voice, conveyed over communications, contains a willingness never to pull off.

I'm probably not the only one who passed it on. If we look at the status of the adventurers who continue to fight now, we can see that the more they appear as numbers, the more impact they have had.

Even slightly, mental system abnormalities are alleviated, and movement can be seen even to those who should have been on the verge of retiring. Though it's only like an error as a whole, I just spoke up and moved the situation.... It's really a joke story.

"Ha ha ha!!"

Suddenly, Ladine laughed out. It was so sudden that I was confused, but I saw something so unexpected.

"No, what a joke. Whether it reacted to the roar of Lord Hao Long or the previously unknown biological reaction appeared in large quantities. Some of them are moving on their own."

That said, if you look at the 3D maps you've shared, there's a reaction that hasn't existed before.

If you look at the list, it even floats to the names of the named dragons, though not all. That number is higher than the adventurers who have ever fallen off.

... Literally, the war situation repeated itself.

"What do you say? This is just unexpected, but it would be worth continuing, wouldn't it?

It was a good communication to see that Mr. Glenn looked proud to have won. Must have a superb doya face compared to when you won chess.

"... ok. But even though it's an unlimited extension..."

'That's it, but it's probably...'

I was just about to say something, and Mr. Glenn's words broke off. I thought it was a communication failure due to time difference, but it's not.

"Detect unexplained vibrations throughout the dungeon. At the same time, reactions that seem to be of Nirvana silence are being activated."

"Have you noticed the innumerable appearance"

Reports from the second. The cause is the roar of Hao Long or the prolonged attack... If the opponent has begun to respond, the prolonged operation extension is...

"No, this is... what?

But for that, the second reaction is dull. That's more of another...... I also feel totally confused about unexpected situations.

"What the hell happened?"

"... unknown. Dungeons… No, the innumerable appearance is being rewritten…"

What the hell.

But although I don't see any impact on the 3D maps I constantly monitor, even more outward... if I looked at the critical range I dungeoned, I could see that I was throwing out countless errors about whether I couldn't get the information.

It makes too little sense to grasp the situation. Things like this, pre-stepping issues. Normally, it would be an occasion where we should decide to withdraw immediately.

... but. Hope glimpses into the situation Mr. Glenn and Hao Long repeatedly blunt the decision.

'I don't know what the situation is, but it's convenient. Now it's clear, but it's easier to do it as this one, with an innumerable appearance active'

"... convenient?

"Watanabe, I've got the schedule up front. You go to Ibarra and do it."

"What?"

What are you talking about?

Going to Ibarra means I'm going back to life, which means we need to move time. It's not easy to stop the time you move out once. That's why I was looking at travel time as a problem since I came back...

Sure, it's an operation that can move in parallel to the innumerable appearance, but the reason you do it... no, is this tone?

"As the activity of the innumerable appearance activates, I will identify the coordinates of the rescue target with wide-area detection and take a short showdown. It's time for you to get to Ibarra and make a causal alteration."

What was proposed was impotent, given the initial steps.

"... are you insane?

'I don't want you to tell me, but I can't do much longer. Then hit the beat.... you're good at it, aren't you?

…………

Obviously too swept away by sudden circumstances and opinions in the field. I approve of this, and I can't even see the extra sacrifice.

But it doesn't mean there's no chance at all.

First, the results necessary for causal alteration are still sufficiently ensured at the present time. I have enough resources just to rescue the others.

The strong disadvantage of joining the operation in a lifeless state is that the danger of seizure increases dramatically with the innumerable appearance being activated. And the effects of unexplained alteration phenomena are as if they cannot be judged. The plans are messy, but Mr. Glenn finds his way to life only in such messy circumstances. It's risky, but it pays off, and I get minimal insurance.

"... ok. I rode the beat. However, if you feel threatened, you must withdraw immediately."

'Course I do. I'm not going to be robbed again and again. "

This means the operation is completely out of my hands. But if you decide to ride, you should follow up.

"Ladine, Bog, keep an eye out for the situation more than you know what's going to happen. In some cases, it's up to you to force me to return. Don't ever be impotent."

Copy that. I'll take care of it.

"Nameless, in case of forced return, please"

"I've been entrusted."

Wow, I'm anxious, but I just have to leave it to this guy more than he manages the dungeon.

"Second, let's go."

"Yes."

The stepping went crazy, but depending on the way you look at it, you can say you just took it forward. It's not like what I do has changed.

It would also be less meaningful to leave a second that was originally planned to be followed as an escort. Then, continue to the next stage.

"Gergial"

And speak to the other companion.

"That's more interesting than I imagined. It's fun as far as I'm concerned."

Well, from your point of view, you will.

"Well, it doesn't change what I do. Hopefully, you'll win in a better way."

"... Isn't either good?

"Ultimately, maybe, but like I've said many times, I'm on your side in the mood. Ibarra is unknown as to whether she deserves to be an ally or not, and her innumerable appearance is an enemy she definitely wants to destroy. Then you'd better win."

I know what you're talking about, but you really can't get rid of the frigidity.

... It's called namelessness, is there something a little more you can do about it?

"Oh, Watanabe. Just give me a minute."

Just before he left the briefroom with the second and Gergial, he was called out by Ladine.

"What?

"It's not a big deal, but it's time to think about the name of the clan you're going to set up."

I also wondered why we were talking about that right now, but it's probably the usual encouragement of the Ladine stream.

Otokonoko would be another pattern for him.

"... oh, actually, I already have a candidate"

"Right. Then you'll make an announcement in front of everyone when you get back.... even if I'm wrong, there's no end to saving the world and not just you."

"I know."

I guess the saying that saving the world and being natural is still the same person as Ladine in the parallel world.

Naturally, such an ending is no joke. I haven't even had a chance to redeem myself yet.

-5-

"Now, for once, I'll explain in advance, the only thing I slash is the concept of distance. Naturally, you don't know the destination in the first place, but it's up to you to decide where you're going. Well, it would be much easier than making a causal alteration."

"Oh, no problem"

In the hallway where the tragic body of Watanabe Tsunami lies, he receives his last confirmation from Gergial.

Originally, after confirming the end of the operation against an unlimited number of figures, it was a step to take the second as an escort to Ibarra, but the plans are only plans. Not in my life, like things going according to schedule.

"It's up to you in the end, including travel time, but speaking of my experience, it will take a few minutes to get around. There's no way that Ibarra's awakening trigger, even though it's your death, won't make it."

I don't even know how late I'll be out, but I just need to get there as soon as I can.

I don't know if it's possible, but if I could explain it to someone else in advance, I would be able to do it. Because if you don't even allow an ambush, you're not the kind of person you can kill that way. It's possible that people don't listen to you, but there must be some dammus nearby.

... Of course, that's a story if it works, and I don't think we can avoid a direct confrontation with Ibarra.

If something goes wrong, we need to respond ad hoc. That's why you bothered to take the second as an escort. Especially, the most alarming thing is if Gergial doesn't make any noise in this hallway.

"My role ends at that point. And then let me take a look at the high ground."

I don't know if you've been watching the high ground the whole time.

"Well, thank you. I appreciate that."

"I guess that should be done after everything. If you think I owe you this, I want it back."

In spite of all the confusion, Gergial tried to protect what he had said. Even now it is still a crossroads, but it is not difficult to imagine that without this relationship it would have been even more demanding.

"Well, then let's get started"

This is where I come from.

I roll unharmed. I touch my own body and concentrate my consciousness.

- Action Skill.

What we're doing is a big deal, but activation is an instant.

Modified with maximum output so far. Do not deny the death of Watanabe Tsunami, but resurrect it in its intact form.

At the same time repair body restoration, especially the lost left arm. Even if it wasn't the best, I restored it to a state where the battle could take place without any problems.

The original Watanabe Tsunami is resurrected at an uncomparable rate such as "Recovery Magic". All I have to do is go back to what's inside.

"... you're heavy"

Return to the original body to be inhaled.

I try to get up, but I feel slightly uncomfortable because I was away for a long time. As long as I move the left hand I let restore it, it won't be a problem, so I'll get used to it soon.

"Then let's go."

- Action Skill: "My sword is a blade that cleaves everything." -

As usual, a blade flash of velocity was wielded that could not even be seen.

Shortly afterwards, space rips apart and paths emerge like the Interworld Corridor.... At the end of this road, there is Ibarra.

"Gergial......"

I thought I should say something at the end, but I didn't get the word out.

"I'll see you soon. I don't know how."

"... oh, again. Second, let's go."

"Yes."

That's how I stepped out with only that much interaction.

Run.

Diseases the path without distances cut open by Gergial.

The path was not as volatile as an inter-world corridor, but a space stable enough to run without problems. If you can crush the distance so easily, keep running, thinking that would be easier to travel.

We're on our way. I've never been to the Crust Passage, but there are as many landmarks as there are.

That could be a sign of Dammus, or it could be another sign. A condition of immense magic makes it easy to detect.

And most importantly, the signs of Ibarra, my pair of beings, will be an incorrect landmark. So as long as the distance is gone, it's easy to get there.

The exit is already visible. Beyond the palpable light ahead, there will be an unprecedented battle for death.

There is anxiety that the result of the innumerable appearance cannot be confirmed, but we should switch consciousness from here on out.

You can't count on sightings in a space like this, but the exit is in a few meters...

"... what?

Strange discomfort. No matter how much you run, you stay away from the exit. No, on the contrary... stay away...

"Watanabe Tsunami!!"

A second person who felt strange raised his voice and grabbed my arm. Machines like power suits unfolded on its body and began walking with super acceleration like rockets. It's a sudden acceleration that could tear your body apart, but you can't let that happen.

What the hell happened?

The first thing that went past the back of my brain was Gergial's betrayal.

If you're mean enough to dine this far and remove the hashigo at the end of the day, you're likely to come up with it, but I really didn't think the idea was right. I don't care what you think, it doesn't fit the image. If we were to do that, it didn't tie us to betrayal in this scene so much that we needed to assume that we had been acting since the beginning of our encounter.

So it's something else altogether? Ibarra doesn't... There would be no room for interference even with the innumerable appearance. A stripper? I can assure you that's not from the point of view either.

No matter how much acceleration the second continues, the distance to the exit just goes away, and on the contrary, if you look back, even the entrance goes far away. The passageway is currently stretched in the advanced system.

This distance remains the distance to operational success. That keeps moving away.

"Second!! Whatever, I could be trapped like this!

There is no way to directly crack this situation down. Use Spider? But what kind of modification should I make?

Something, nothing?

"Please hold on tight. Give me an extra booster for space............!!"

During the conversation, the second figure suddenly disappeared and was thrown out into the universe.

Too abruptly unfolding, he crashes to the ground shortly after taking his passive. Oh, my God, what's going on?

Face up, but there's nobody around.

"Second......"

The next moment, something grabbed my leg. Then, shortly after it reacts, it is dragged further down the ground.

I can't resist. I can't feel my hands on the ground. It's as if this is the surface of the water. It's drawn to the bottom.

My vision was stained with darkness.

-6-

At the next moment, the switched vision is a place like an amusement park of extreme colour. I thought my eyes went crazy, at least my body looked normal.

I don't know what that means. It doesn't make sense, it's too abrupt and my thoughts are paralyzed.

But that's not the situation I'm talking about. It's too deadly to be taken time here. Time is already moving. If we are late, the resurrection of Ibarra approaches as late as possible.

"Hai 'i, Hajime Mashite, Watanabe Tsunami. Or has it been a long time, Kana?

I heard a familiar voice from behind. But the Lord of that voice in my memory doesn't speak that way.

Naturally, I felt an icy cold sweat convey on my back. Take away your temperature in an instant. It's fear.

At this point, I was aware of the Lord of Voices. To be too unexpected.

It is not Gergial. It doesn't look like nothing. Neither a stripper nor an Ibarra.

Perhaps this guy was after this timing. Pinpoint so much that it's only possible here, at this time when everything will go bankrupt.

"I've got a playground for you, Nda. Make sure you play."

"You..."

Too unexpected a disturber. Too irrational a development. If you believe the words of Dammus, you will never appear on the table.

"Areale? Occasionally. My prediction is that Yuki will be here, too. It's a good thing, John. Yone."

Appeared at too deadly a time, the worst enemy.

"Seeker, this is how I got the hang of being on the table. I won't let you get in the way, yo. Instead, I'll get in the way, sir. Yikes! Yikes! Yikes!"

Looking back, the creepy clown I saw before Kugelschreiber left the port stood with an unspeakable second.