Ayane peeled her eyes at what happened right next to her.
The right guard works have also opened their mouths to this situation beyond what can be expected.
"Did you twist the fate of death and call to yourself..."
"Heh, it's advanced fate manipulation. It's a shame it's a precious force."
Only the tired and red-eyed girl instantly understood, each muttering.
Tired understood everything. The death Chiyo had expected would have been the Dark Sai. And Chiyo didn't just have the ability to understand the fate of death, he even had the power to force the fate of death to change. As a price, in exchange for my life. He probably knew that, too.
Tired turns his back on the right guard piece and turns to the fallen Chiyo. The right guard who sees it laughs bitterly.
"Oh, boy. If it's not me, I'm gonna set you up from behind all the time here."
It was a grunting right guard piece, but I know tiredness turned its back grandly, also anticipating the personality that I wouldn't.
"Chiyo!"
Renouncing the battle against the propaganda stuffiness, Ayane brings up a fallen chiyo. Kashiro enters between the conveyor and the conveyor in the form of a cover of Ayane, but the conveyor receives a stop signal from the right guard works and retreats.
"Damn... what are you doing when you always say this guy is in the middle of a fight? I can't even talk about people who eat for a mourning ground."
Sighing right guard piece. It's not like I'm a good guy. Attack me with this gap. That's it. In that case, that's boring. It seems unpleasant to be watered down by the battle because of it, but it doesn't even bore me further with my own hands.
Shivering in pain, fear and cold, Chiyo was relieved by the warm feeling of being embraced by Ayane. Some tired faces peek into themselves.
"Dear Osiko... sister..."
Open your thin eyes and look up at the two faces, bleeding from the edge of your mouth, forcing you to smile.
"I need to tell you... what Chiyo just found out... about that guy..."
It was Shiro Tengrass, right in front of the Dark Sai, who was stopping the movement according to the life of the right guard piece, that Chiyo pointed at with his trembling fingertips.
Immediately afterwards, the image flows into the head of tiredness and Ayane, via the power of Chiyo.
"Divine! Exactly Shiro is the Son of God!" "Angel, no, angel!" "How beautiful." Angel, "" Angel, "" Son of God sent by Usu. "" Eh, Shiro! Turn around! "
Boy admired more for his mouth by people. It is celebrated as the leader of the rebellion of the Christians, and entertained because of its beauty and charisma, and the late youth or himself becomes concerned about it.
But it was an ambush for tragedy. A boy who is hunted down by the Shogun Army, carries out a soldier attack, and is wounded by a stone arrow that was shot at.
"Shiro was wounded," "I thought you were an angel with no scratches... just like the others." "Shiro is not an angel! Not the same people as me and the others!" "What an angel! They'll kill us all!" "Shiro and all that sucks. What's an angel?" You're gonna laugh ~ "
The peasants mourn on their own, begin to curse the boy, full of despair and grief. The boy's heart also filled with a different blackness from theirs, culminating in self-harm during the final total attack of the Shogun Army.
"You must have regretted it..."
Ayane muttered to a nagging addition and subtraction. Long after Chiyo set foot in this space, he watched the resentment of those who ended up in the turmoil of Shimahara and Shiro Tengrass's heart. And what Chiyo was watching was now streamed directly into the hearts of tiredness and Ayane.
"Chiyo, I'm sure for this time... to your sister and Lady Osiko, I was born to give you the feelings of these people and free many souls here... and... you're going to die..."
"Stupid...... Life is natural… not a substitute for being born and disappearing, as set forth in heaven…"
Tired of reflexively denying Chiyo's words. Such fatalism is the most abominable thing about tiredness. While I do think there is destiny, I don't want to think of it as predetermined or manipulated.
"Yeah... that's what I should think. So Master Osiko. Just help him now... save the poor souls here... save him..."
I can't, smile, Chiyo tells me.
"When I'm born again... I'll see you. About me... exploring..."
Chiyo, who can run out in the middle of words. A storm of exactly the same emotions blows at exactly the same time in the midst of tiredness and Ayanami.
Tired and Ayane - we both had no words, no change in expression, and stood up at the same time, looking back at the same time. But each one is different from the other. Tired looked at the right guardian, and Ayane looked at Shiro Tengrass.
"Oh man... there are more searchers beyond the circle... again..."
It's good to be sad later. Tired has been told by searchers beyond the circle to make a quick change of heart, and furthermore has taught it to Ayane.
"Thank you for waiting..."
Tired tells the right guard piece.
"If you're serious, you're in trouble."
Right-guard piece that gives it back with a grin.
"Chiyo... I have received your thoughts"
Look at the heavenly grass and suck it, and Ayane groans a spell in his mouth, and from somewhere he makes a bunch of spells appear in his hands, scattering it all over the universe.
Heavenly grass squeezes his hand toward Ayane. Precisely towards his sword, which pierced Chiyo's chest. Though the power pulled the knife out of Chiyo's chest and went up to the sky high, and I wondered if it had spinned several times in the air, and it flew in a straight line with an aye noise.
Ayane had already completed the procedure. Countless spells placed on the ground so as to surround oneself. Spells that have been uttered.
The letters on the spell glow and the body of the Ayane disappears instantly into the earth. A knife passes through the space where Ayane has been before and pierces the ground.
Several curses flicker behind the heavenly grass. When I wondered if the letters on those spells glowed, Ayane appeared behind Heavenly Grass.
He didn't even give it while he noticed the signs and looked back, and Ayane was setting up the next operation. Ayane's hands cause countless pieces of flesh to be smashed against Heavenly Grass's body. The meat pieces adhere to the cedar clothes and over the skin, shaking and soaking strange liquids as they swoop, melting the clothes, the meat.
Heavenly grass was whipping up those pieces of flesh, but the pieces of flesh had already dived into the body and become part of the body.
"Bite God."
cast a short spell. It is a technique that is instantly completed with a short spell due to the greater dependence of the pulling force than the thrown catalyst.
The torn clothes of Heavenly Grass tear even further.
Where the clothes are torn - the flesh of all parts of the body swells and moulds up. When a mouth appears at the tip of its raised meat and glances at its yellow, dirty teeth and opens wide, the moulded meat intertwines and bites each other. When they eat each other's meat, they throw it away, they raise their voices and laugh, and they chew it up again. That's happening all over the body of heavenly grass.
"Wow, that's funny."
My daughter in black gives a pleasant voice when she sees a different way of doing it.
Shiro Tengrass continued to be finely bitten off his body until he stopped moving, with a resentful look until the end.
"Lord Star Charcoal's technique worked quite well... you seemed to have been there. Otherwise, the Ayanomoto technique would not have made it easier..."
Tired turns to the right guard. Let the sword be paid lightly to the side with an indication of intent that the sight has been.
"Come. Both remnants of resentment"
"Mm?"
While facing each other, the right guard works a surprising face for releasing his strength in a non-exhausting direction.
The intention of tiredness was immediately known. The spirits of resentment, which the right guard had sealed in this space, which had not yet been conveyed boredom, in response to the tired voice of today, come all the way to the tired and right guard works.
Though they were gathered together in one place, the green flames of purification were bathed by tiredness, and sent to the underworld simultaneously.
"Ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho, ho. I didn't know a teacher who should be called an incarnation of resentment would use it to free the spirits of resentment."
A right guard who laughs sarcastically at the tired actions that he did not anticipate at all, but therefore could not even stop.
"That I just heard Chiyo's wish. Plus, clearing their minds is a sensible way to cut your power."
Instead of the usual subtle interruptive way of speaking, tiredness was said away in a tone that did not precipitate.
"Look, are you sure it's time to see your teacher on fire?
The right guard piece laughed, crossing his hands violently, tired and unleashed something.