Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

In the morning when the promises of Subaru and Emilia were exchanged - time proceeds from there by about half a day.

The location is on the top floor of the Roswar Mansion, in the Lord's Room in the center.

So when the night secret talks take place, the participants are always decided and the same two.

"First of all, I want to work in the middle of nowhere. Well done, you tried to clean things up. We can say it's done with minimal damage."

The soft voice had a unique luster for men, but its tone was mild everywhere, something like bringing a tempting emotion to what you were hearing.

to that word of Roswar, the lord of the room, but the relative maid broke her hips without looking curious whether she was used to it,

"It's a waste of time. And at the end of the day, it annoys Roswar..."

"Oh, no way. As much trouble and effort as incinerating and disposing of forest beasts."

Roswar waves and tells that like nothing.

The girl knows that the word is not exaggerated, glorious or humble, it's just a historical fact - Ram knows. Therefore, I did not pinch my mouth.

"The pursuit of responsibility will only destroy you. Let's have a more constructive conversation. - For example, what happened to Subaru?

Roswar throws an inquiry at the silent ram.

Ram shook his neck sideways small to the question,

"The body is almost healed. As Master Beatrice complained, he turned his full attention to the treatment."

"I really don't know what's going on, it's unusual. We've known each other a long time, but I've never seen that kid put that much shoulder in anyone. Like at first sight?

"From what Ram saw, it didn't look like those emotions..."

Answering with Beatrice's therapeutic landscape in mind, then the ram put his hand forward, "but," as he regained his mind,

"Thanks to the treatment of Master Beatrice, it was helpful. If that wasn't there, would Balth's life still be what it was?"

"Let's just call it Subaru's strong luck around there. In fact, there's no better healing magic user than Beatrice. Me and Lamb, we're so neglected on that side. Come on. - I'm just good at hurting people, and I don't like them at all."

Rosewire slightly lowers her expression as she waves her head.

Everyone would think that the content of the words would be close to self-loathing and that the face that lays low would be equivalent to it.

In fact, he doesn't distort that look into something sad or full of disgust for himself, he just has a transparent smile on his face.

As it was, Roswar prefaced him with "but" and then looked up at the ram in his upper eye,

"I guess coming in from a neck shaking denial means you're not in a situation where you're simply happy that your life was saved."

"Yes, there are some problems"

He was overwhelmed by the inquiry, and Lamb placed a beat to continue thereafter. Once you've sorted out what you need to communicate within yourself, and then again,

"Balus had twice in a short period of time forced the gate to activate from depletion. On top of that, I healed the life-threatening injuries with magic… how long it would take to function properly due to the effects of snagging open the gate and being too horrible"

"Is it the Grand Spirit and Beatrice's standout?

"Yes."

Put your own hands together, Roswar meditates and bites the information.

Damage to the gate, which is tantamount to having a very troublesome disorder in living this world that cannot separate life from Mana.

The inconvenience of the current situation in Subaru could be painful for the moment because it is in the position of court magician and Roswar, who deals more closely with mana than people.

I hope to recover at least as soon as possible -,

"Even though the restoration of the gate is individually different, how many years does that take, too? He's gonna have to make a tough choice."

Ram nodded and affirmed in the words of the heavy Roswar, continuing further.

"And the problem is, there's also the curse"

"-The trigger crisis must have left, right?

"The surgeon - in this case it will be a juggernaut, but by those sweeps the surgeon is absent. Therefore, the curse will not be activated… the procedure remains in the body of the balus."

"I'd like to hear experts' opinions on the lifting."

In this case, an expert refers to Beatrice, who is also familiar with spells. her opinion, and Ram shook his head sideways, asked to

"Removing the intricately tangled thread is difficult even for Master Beatrice."

The demon hand of the curse, which erodes Subaru's body, is taking a deeper breath than you can imagine.

The surgery is tying his flesh the harder it is to dismantle, enough to make him hesitate to do that Beatrice and make him try.

Nevertheless, there is not so much of a problem as a threat in the very ritual of losing the operator.

Normally, the activation of the assembled procedure is impossible without the operator's own recognition, especially this time the curse is a type of procedure that transfers mana from the subject to the surgeon. Because the transferee does not exist, the activation of the curse is not conditioned.

Therefore, the technique of remaining in Subaru's flesh is left unattended and not an issue.

However,

"I got confirmation of what I was asking for more than making it a problem."

To Roswar's subjectless inquiry, but Ram nods without hesitation. To him awaiting a response that way, Ram touched his forehead,

"Only for individuals who were able to confirm the carcass, but all the juggernauts found were turned into 'gnats'"

And, touching the scar under his headdress, Lamb faintly ignores the painful old wound and reports so to Roswar.

Roswar exhaled at that attitude of hers, then let his back snap,

"As far as I can tell, it's all over again. Perhaps all the herds did."

"But is it possible? I can't believe you broke so many warcraft horns..."

"Hey, you can either fold it when you're a toddler, or you can fold about ten first and order those ten to attack a smaller number of opponents and break it. If I repeat the same thing, then the horns of the whole herd are gone on their own."

Rosewire looks at her with one eye closed as Ram shows satisfaction in Rosewire's explanation and sees it. Odd-eyed yellow closed, clear blue eyes looking at the ram,

"Don't worry, then things will change. Not to mention that Subaru is our benefactor twice."

to the worrisome Roswar voice. Ram said yes and agreed,

"The broken horn warcraft obeys the broken opponent. - There will be fools who vandalized the mansion, or the territory of Master Roswar."

"I wonder if I'm going to get tangled up in the King's Choice. It's called luring us to Garfiel's place, how we seem to be in the way"

"Garfiel...... what is he?

He raises his eyebrows at the appearance of a known name, and the ram asks for an aside. In contrast, Roswar shrugged his shoulders with a bitter smile,

"Even though I was stuck saying that I don't remember making the call. Let's change the code to something new and change the way we get in touch. Well, I was wondering if I could use their help, but it was subtle."

Roswar thinks so while touching his jaw.

I also know a lot about the ram, which touches on the float, but is not easily flowable. In the first place, a weak chance of winning is a clear battle. Then in order to boost your chances of winning, it is decided that you should have as many cards as possible.

Lamb, aware to be one of the cards himself, can't help but look at its rosewar troubles.

but her thought was interrupted by Roswar, who waved "no, no,"

"Let's get back to it. I wonder if I'll be the 'parent' of that warcraft. Do you have a star on you?

"Once. It's just that my footsteps have been completely interrupted"

"Have you escaped... or been erased?

"I can't say either. All I know is that the child that Balth and Rem are supposed to have taken home from the woods cannot be seen alone from the next day"

Regarding 'The Girl With Lower Hair', which Rem and Subaru took home from the woods, the villagers replied that she was a strange girl with all her mouths together. The children who acted with her also testify that she was a fluttering addition to the wheel.

The adults decided that they had a similar margin to Subaru, and the children did not find their other surname suspicious in the first place. I got dived into two psyches, and this one, which I realized was there late, took the form of turning back.

Thus, the prime suspect becomes the girl that disappeared.

What a rebuttal that you look young in this case. That's so much to sweep away and throw away, such as being that could only grow up in such a world.

Listening to Lamb's report all the way through, Roswar said, "You're here," with his hair crouched.

"In the king's capital, intestinal hunting, and in the territory, warcraftsmen. I got tangled up in a weird repertoire."

"How much irony has been collected, and that doesn't frustrate you, Mr. Roswar?

"Alas, Namiki, it's starting to say. You're so happy."

Laughing Roswar invites Lamb. Following that, Lamb goes from the center of the room to the back - across the desk of sandalwood and right next to Roswar.

and Roswell, with her arms stretched out, holds her small body and puts it on her lap.

And

"I wonder if I could spare you this evening at your convenience. You'd have made me feel a lot harder, wouldn't you?

"I understand that Master Roswar is very busy. You can put it behind you until the end, such as about the ram..."

"Ram, you always say that."

crawling his fingers into Ram's jaw laying down his eyes, turning his feelings upwards. Roswar smiled,

"You and Rem are important to me, aren't you? Well, assuming anything happens to you guys in this case, I'm not so sure I've been held back."

Reaching for the empty hand to the ceiling, Roswar says in a playful trick. Ram looked as lucid as he was floating in heat on that rosewar,

"Lamb and lem are important to Roswar -"

"Yes, you and Rem are important to me, important, more importantly"

overlapping words, feeling, and putting aside a beat, Roswar laughed to shine,

"- An indispensable pawn."

Gloriously, Roswar throws that word against the Rams.

No guilt or other negative emotions were included there, and there was only a sound that even purely coincided with the facts within me.

And so Lamb, who was clearly told that he was a pawn, took it,

"- Yes."

and dyed his cheeks and nodded inadvertently back.

Roswell nods contentedly at her attitude, which can be both submissive and cardiac.

Pull the ram further over your knees and hold your little body softly into your arms,

"Come on, shall we get started? Lamb would've done a lot too, wouldn't he? You told me to refrain from spilling mana pretty much, didn't you?

"Sorry...... please"

In the words of Roswar, Lamb removes the white headdress that colours his peachy hair.

Under that decoration, a slight white scar is present around the forehead a little bit when the peach hair is scratched and Roswar's fingers enter.

- It was a remnant of a time when I turned her into a ghost tribe and called her a prodigy.

The scar was damaged by the exercise of mana and the blood is still faintly smudged. Roswar looked at the wound with his finger in pain,

"- The protection of the stars."

A four-color glow transmits Roswar's arms, transforming him into white light as soon as he concentrates on his fingertips - crossing his fingertips as he does, and the light pours on the scars of the rams that touch him.

- Transferring mana directly to others is a technique that requires very advanced treatment.

Unless the distribution of mana for each attribute is completely uniform, the mana is converted into force and damages the subject's flesh. It is a 'therapeutic act' possible because it conforms to any of the four colours of mana and it is Roswar who can use them in high areas.

For the ghost tribe, the horn of the forehead means a line for passing mana inside and out.

Closer to the role of the gate, it is, however, an institution that does it more intensely than the gate for a certain amount of time in the entity, and the flesh is also equivalent to it.

However, the ram has lost its horn due to external factors, and neither the amount of mana taken in nor the amount of effluent has satisfied the flesh.

The flesh will only fade if left unattended - this is how the intimate evening meeting with Roswar is held as a routine to maintain it.

poured mana through a scar on the corner, and the ram shuddered his shoulders small,

"Ah, eh."

"Whenever you ask, it's a poisonous sight for your eyes and ears."

Rosewire smiles bitterly at the lamb that makes her breath bounce and dyes her cheeks glossy.

Lamb sends such a flush to Roswar,

"If you think it's poison, you can clean it up."

"Is my daughter in the same position? That's not something like the sight of a perverted bad aristocrat. Exciting, huh?

Reflecting the temptation of the ram, Roswar continues his practice of pouring mana.

Full of vitality in the flesh and feeling the gate swell into warmth, Ram gives himself up to a sweet sensation of beauty fuzzy.

"That's right. I have to report to Roswar…"

"What?

"I'm talking about Rem."

"You don't blame me, do you? Of course, I have a little something to say, but I'm not going to punish you for anything else."

Rosewar blocking and getting ahead of the story. but Ram put in a small denial of "no," bothering his lips to wonder how to tell him, then

"Lem has reached Balth."

"Hmm?

"Something in the balus seems to have touched Lem's weakness"

It's about my twin sister.

My sister Ram knows exactly what psychological state she's in. On the contrary, it also means that my shallow sister will never be able to.

At first it was Roswar, who gave a glimpse of confusion, but gradually gave a convincing look to Ram's explanation, and when it became difficult to say "hmm,"

"Lem, huh? Well, I guess it's no wonder. Unlike Ram, she serves me out of loyalty."

Appreciation for the Lord's lesser sister, against which Ram responds in silence without any objection, however. That is, a silent affirmation.

Unlike Ram, who devotes himself to Roswar with his pro bono loyalty, Rem's it feels like self-defense prevails greatly.

For Rem, Roswar has a strong 'presence to shelter his sister, Ram' aspect. The idea is that the presence of a sister comes from her own existential significance, and the dependence of a condensed lem, whose actions to protect that community tend to be shallow and early. If you take your eyes off it, you can do the unsolicited end of a existence that is likely to be harmful.

In that sense, it was Ram's honest view that Subaru, who had built his trust before he was attacked, could be said to have picked up his life.

Of course, even with that rating, Rem for Ram is the cutest sister in the world, and the priority of his existence is still high compared to himself.

- But if you ask me if it's the best, I can't honestly nod right now.

"Whatever Rem's mood is, Ram keeps staying in my hands. Then, inevitably, she has to do the same. Oh, it's the same as before, but still the same."

"Right. As a result of more important things about Rem, there's just a wider chance that he'll get away with it."

"Let's stab the nail in the foreground. This is important work for tomorrow."

At the same time as joking and telling, the light is lost from the palms of Roswar.

End of treatment. You can see the vitality filled inside you, and Lamb descends from Roswar's knee to the ground in a remnant.

turning herself around, and in front of her turning around, Rosewire let that long figure stand out of her chair,

"Nah, I'm going to be busy. I'll give you a hard time, but do me a favor, Lamb and Rem, will you?

"Whatever you say. This body belongs to Rosewire all the way from that night of flames."

Pick the hem of your skirt, break your knees on the spot and bow small.

With her loyalty, Rosewire walks over to the window with her hands behind her back. Next door the ram receives a refrain and opens the curtain.

Sky - Looking up at the sky with its round, fat moonshadow, Roswar narrows its eyes slightly in different colors,

"We have to win this king's race at any rate. Mine, for a purpose."

groaning, and an arm stretched out hugs Ram's shoulder.

Feeling its long warmth close again, Lamb leans quietly with his eyes closed.

of the man beside him, of his own Lord, listening to the voice of the other who keeps his soul,

"- Kill the dragon, for that day"

- I can be quiet at night.

Let the tumultuous days also push away, wash away everything and welcome a new world.