After the Immortal leaves.

I brought three of them into the temple room, torn apart and in a coma.

It has been destroyed to the limit of being able to act as an immortal.

It was not completely destroyed, probably because the purpose of Immortality is the mastery of three souls.

All three, high ranking immortals.

Some wounds will be restored immediately, but not this time either.

The damage is too great.

On top of that, it was the Tree Spirit of the Immortal Stagnate, the source of immortal power that scratched it.

There is no way to restore it lightly.

Restoring wounds too slowly.

Perhaps even tomorrow, it will remain seriously wounded rather than fully healed.

……――――

The first arm crushed and carried Marie with her throat chopped.

The body is loose. Thin, sadly light.

The next thing I knew, I carried gas. I can't touch the gas in the spirit body.

My voice trembled over and over again as I tried to transfer it using some of the Words.

Carry the crushed Brad bones one by one, organized by site.

Many times, many times, he snuggled his teeth and wept, traveling back and forth with the temple and the hill.

… it's my fault.

I took away Brad and Marie's obsession.

I finally figured out why Gus was against raising me, why he tried to overpack my knowledge, why he tried to kill me, why he deliberately told me to lose.

Brad and Marie don't have the temper to abandon me.

But if you raise me, you might lose your obsession.

That's why I was hard against growing it.

And it didn't go through, and when I raised her, I... I tried to be a good girl from the memory of my previous life.

Because I used my memories from my previous life to show how quickly I understood them.

So Brad and Marie got a fever.

I guess Gus imposed an awesome stuffing on me back then in an attempt to crush me.

If you crush it with a lot of unscrupulous challenges and become reluctant to learn, then.

Still, I didn't crumble... because I saw Brad and Marie lose their obsession with The King and fall for me.

So I tried to kill him out of my mind.

That's when I tried to clean it up with Creating Stone Dolls (Creative Golem) and Stone Rubble (Stone Blast), maybe to make it look like accidental death in a lot of debris rolling underground.

I don't think that's a terrible decision.

The possibility of two souls of two friends I've dated for over 200 years being imprisoned by evil gods and the life of a child I picked up a little over ten years ago.

It wouldn't be so strange to weigh them both down and choose the former.

Still, maybe Gus was in trouble.

Killing me is the same thing, and I'm talking about Gus, and I'm guessing Marie and Brad would have lost their obsession even more if I had died.

In the end, the problem lies in the minds of the two of us. Maybe Gus himself knew that no matter how smart Gus was, he couldn't logically choose the right answer.

So maybe Gus gave me a chance to fight back so I could settle for luck instead of crumbling and crushing every underground.

… I wonder how much Gus was suffering at that time. I wonder how troubled it was.

What makes you think that fight was part of your training and you missed me?

Lose on purpose, even when I say what.

That was to make sure I won and that Brad didn't lose his obsession satisfactorily.

... you knew I was going to rebel.

But Gus didn't say anything about why.

I should have liked to say that you were about to ruin Brad and Marie.

He didn't say anything, considering I was still the kid.

And when it finally came to a fatal situation.

At that time Gus was determined to fight God's Wooden Spirit alone.

To protect me, Brad, and Marie.

He fought that horrible existence alone.

………………

What about Brad and Marie?

... The two of them were probably ready.

If you raise me, you lose your obsession.

Leaving Gus alone for a moment and ruining it.

Now that you know it all, you chose to raise me.

It shouldn't even be hard to abandon one baby.

I should have been able to grow it properly.

Hilariously, he confronted me straight and raised me.

Maybe even Gus and I rubbed it many times.

Each time, Brad doesn't give in, in an attitude that seems boring.

I'm sorry, but Marie protected me. [M]

I can imagine it's possible.

I spent a lot of time wandering around knowing nothing. [M]

Gus' agony and clawing over Brad and Marie's self-sacrifice...

"Ugh..."

Next time you live properly, how dare you rise up.

Someday he told me to explain it, and I believed it innocently.

I can't believe I'm going to the outside world.

"Ugh..."

It brings back memories of an obscure past life.

There is a sound of the motor turning. In front of you, a trolley with a white coffin advances.

The crematorium door slowly closes along with the inorganic mechanical sound.

Previous life, the death of my parents.

I keep bothering you. My parents died before I could return anything.

"Uhhhhhhhhh..."

Tears overflow.

In front of the three in a coma, kneel down.

There is no place for it, and the feeling of burning swells through my chest.

That hurts, it hurts so much, I nodded on the cold floor.

"Sorry, dude..."

Now is the time?

What is it this time?

"I'm sorry…… I'm sorry……………"

Because of me, you're going to die again.

Trouble.

I can't return anything.

There's nothing I can do.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry... Forgive me, please..."

Oh.

I knew I was a scumbag.

Even if I'm reborn, I can't help but be an incompetent scumbag.

What, now is the time.

Again, same again.

Nothing can be done at the heart of the matter.

In the dark room, nodding.

Feelings like no place to be burned in the chest.

I repeat my apology for not getting anywhere.

... reborn, nothing, nothing changes.

"Wow..."

I woke up much more aware of my voice.

Nod, cry, groan, apologize, keep apologizing...

When I realized it, my memory was interrupted on the way.

I'm not even sure if I lost my mind or fell asleep.

"Hiya face... hey..."

Brad, who remained broken everywhere, grinned with his jaw at the calf.

"Oh, really..."

In a sweeping voice with her throat broken, Marie said.

The only gas on his upper body is shrugging his shoulders.

"You can't, Will. If you sleep on the floor in the middle of winter."

"Mm-hmm. Even herbal tea would boil. Yeah.... I haven't eaten anything since yesterday."

"Oh, you shouldn't do that. Eat straight, let's start with that."

Guys, do as you always do. As much as I think everything was a dream.

Touch the warmth.

A burning emotion swept through my chest.

Something creeps up from inside my chest.

I can't breathe. Tears gush.

"Sorry, dude..."

Unexpectedly, I lean down. I can't get my face up.

"No, Will. We just got to pay for the old stupid imitation. It's not your fault."

"We existed too long against the circle. You have to pay the price."

I can't even see the three of them. [M]

"... Grandpa Gus ignored the contract gun and failed to beat up the usurper! Still awesome."

"Hmm. I didn't know you were splitting the Wood Spirit in two. I was going to erase it from my mind so that I could not face this dimension for ten years."

"Hehe. But what can I say... It was a little refreshing to see that Immortal's blue-white face get erased, wasn't it?

Marie said something unusual and noisy and the two laughed more and more.

"Yep. If one crack in the Undead's Wood Spirit is on the road, isn't it bad?"

"Right, and then to the other crack... do you want to make it look painful for three of us?

Brad laughs, saying that you can't beat God on a boulder, and I thought you had no choice because it's a covenant, but if you let the hell disappear, maybe you can be surprised.

"Um, that's what I meant. I don't know if I can let it go in this state, but do you fancy using the" Word of Existence Eraser "to blow him and the others to the top?

"That's good! Destroy and destroy our souls!

"I think it's a nice plan, Gus"

It had a refreshing atmosphere.

All three of them must have talked this way since they were active in their lifetime.

…… I can tell by the boulder that you are feeling fine.

From the ambush, Gus managed to win once by pushing it all at once with the other's unexpected bills.

But there won't be a second time on the boulder, the three of them are seriously injured and badly worn out because they are losing obsession.

My chest hurts.

"So, Will. You see, I'm already an adult and independent. Get out of here."

"It is unfortunate that we cannot celebrate or perform rituals for adults......"

"Ma, I'm convinced that everything I've taught you is a gift."

My chest hurts.

A burning emotion is scratching the inside of my chest.

"Go out there, make plenty of rampant kids and stuff, and remember a lot of bad games."

"Ah, here, Brad! That's how I wouldn't recommend weird things!

"Hahaha, well, somewhat by meditating on your eyes. That's not what men are for."

"If you get used to bad habits, you won't be able to get cheat teeth stopped!

"It's a little painful to look at. I'm studying, too, Gus."

"Uhm.... what, if Will is going to have a problem"

"Oh, Will, I'll make it work."

"I believe that too..."

My chest hurts.

I can't stand it, it hurts.

"... no, it's not."

No, it's not.

All three of them, they're not.

"I'm not what the three of us would expect..."

Like spitting blood.

With a trembling voice, I said so.

"…………."

I cut the weir on Brad's motion that prompted him to talk.

With self-blame, shame, grief, and negative emotions gushing me.

That I have memories of my previous life.

That he was a person who could not be helped in his previous life.

What I thought was reborn and now it's time.

That I have tormented the three of them without realizing anything and have lived through it.

In the end, nothing can be returned.

Like a sinner who confesses his sins, I put everything in my chest into words.

The three of them were quiet and listening to it.

"Even in my last life... I don't even remember if I cried when my annoying parents died."

That's right.

At that time, I...

I... what did you think?

It's even beyond the temple.

No, I'm not.

"I'm a scumbag..."

To a new environment, that we can start over.

I was just a little up there, I couldn't help it.

I can't do the outside world.

Better yet, get on with his invitation...

Thoughts circle.

Hard. Ouch. Sad. Embarrassing.

I can't see the three faces properly.

"……………… Will"

Marie called me.

... roughly, face up.

"Eat your teeth."

The shock ran.

Funny, he noticed late that he had his cheeks strung up.

Marie's restored arm was twisted further.

Hi, and I shouted like a scream,

"Mari..."

"Look at me!

Marie ignores it and puts a disappointing hand on my cheek, making eye contact with me.

There's no eyeball in front of me.

One is a vain orbit.

Marie doesn't have any eyeballs anymore.

Always, she lay her eyes down.

Instead of just being shy and modest, with these eyes, I lay my eyes down all the time so that you wouldn't scare me.

"Will. My mother will not tolerate hurting herself any more"

pizza, she said.

"You scum? Tell me the joke is off. Weren't you always serious and upset?

No matter how unscrupulous a challenge Gus puts me on, no matter how many times Brad slaps me with a stick, or throws me out into the mountains or the underground. "

Marie solicits quietly, but with no hesitation to say yes or no.

I've never seen Marie with such a strong tone.

"Look at what you have become!

What are your memories of previous life!! What are you upset about, to the extent that you have been shaken by Immortality? Shh!!

I felt like I had been hit in the head.

"Don't you even remember if you cried when your parents died in your previous life? You must have cried!

Just because your memory is vague, that's all you can regret!

You cry so much for us now!

Where can I find it if I didn't cry?

is on, is on, my heart is shaken.

The feeling of bluntness becomes clearer and clearer.

I should have cried a lot, but again, tears seeped in.

Slowly, something warm was starting to light up in my cold heart.

"Will, William! Don't mess with me, be decent!!

... What happened to your reply!

To Marie's voice.

I, for once, shrugged,

"Huh... Yes, I'm sorry!

Stretching his spine, he looked straight at Marie and answered.

The emotions that caught in my chest and I couldn't help but disappear somewhere completely.

Beyond Marie's shoulder, Brad and Gus were smiling bitterly.

"Kake, you're gonna get scolded after you're out there, aren't you?

"Apparently, the bully worm has left."

"…… Yes!

I'm not lost anymore.

Something warm that lit my heart was gradually starting to give me a magma-like fever.

Clarified thinking begins to assemble logic at high speed.

It's okay.

I'm okay now.

... because Marie protected me.

That's why...

"Um... I have a favor to ask."

Now, maybe, I can fight.

"Please, let me protect everyone."

The determination was sunny.

I cooked it while the sun was up and ate a warm meal.

A warm meal with hot air stained my cold body, giving me vitality and courage.

Gear up.

He said he was coming at night. The short spear "Pale Moon" is about 2m long, and the lighting is at maximum range and maximum luminosity.

Beating with a shield is also considered, and the two parts are passed through the sharpened circular shield on the left arm and secured with a belt.

Above the thick armor, wearing leather soft leather armor, the main points are metal neck armor, chest armor, hand and shin.

The helmet doesn't dare to put it on, thinking about the possibility of inhibiting audiovisual.

Don't worry about half-baked protective equipment in front of God.

Pot gold was wrapped instead, considering only the possibility of sweat getting into his eyes and the possibility of his forehead being cracked in the aftermath of the attack.

Then, confirm the sword belt hung with "Eat Up (Overeater)".

This sword, which also leads to the Wood Spirit (Echo), is the key to everything.

Possible support with ancient language magic and prayer has already taken its place with the help of Marie and Gus.

"Full Physical Capability Enhancement (Full Potential)," "Anti-Magic Resistance Enhancement (Counter Magic)," "Physical Defense Enhancement (Protection)," "Blessing of Rin's Courage," "Breath of Bravery," and more...

Thanks to this, physical abilities, resistance to magic, and more, 30% more plain.

It is not yet known whether it will be 30% or 30%.

... The three of them stopped me a lot.

They also told us to at least fight with ourselves.

But honestly, I can't afford to protect those three as they stand.

I was confident that one person could fight more easily.

"Before you leave the first town, the boss behind you…………………"

Second, I shrugged remembering a computer RPG from a previous life.

If this was a game, it would be a hell of a configuration. Too fucking gay.

But it seems that reality is so common.

Sometimes you suddenly run into an unscrupulous opponent from before you are ready to be dull.

I wish I could step up from Zako enemies in order, but that doesn't always happen.

Sometimes it hits someone who is suddenly hopeless and helpless.

So what do we do?

"…… you just have to be creative, bump into it, and work hard"

It's a gut theory and a psychology, but I was reborn to learn that there are times when stupidity matters.

You think you're winning high or low?

You think you can win or not?

You think you can or can't?

There's no parameters, Real. Then you often don't know unless you bump into it.

Though it's important to think about risks, if you're afraid of failure and you've eliminated all the risks, you can't take any action until the end.

All you can do is be a wise critic with thin knowledge at best. Like me in my previous life.

Flexible all parts of the body with the thought of Gu, Gu, and.

Then he burned incense before the sculptures of the gods of the temple, and knelt.

"Good God. From now on, I will fight for my dear father, my mother and my grandfather.... with an evil God, alone"

Hands together. Lower your eyes.

"If you'll excuse me for doing that, please give me a little protection."

Don't be frightened.

I hope it doesn't stir up.

May Brad and Marie and Gus fight shamelessly.

Pray so short, get up.

Open the main door of the temple.

In the dark of the night.

to the outside world.

I took a step forward myself.

The hills of the night are rough with freezing winds.

At its foot, there are signs of uncleanness from the cemetery.

[... Come on, have you decided your mind?

Yeah, I've made up my mind.

"Immortal Stagnate. Bad God."

Walk out. Walk gradually faster, from fast feet to disease.

"…… you won't give me one!!

I challenge God.