Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- How many times have you been struck down like this on the ground?

Subaru thinks that blurry, savoring the feeling of hard ground on his face.

Blood and gravel mixed up in my mouth and messed up, and my whole body, already hit to the point where I don't even like to count, is hot as if it's blowing fire.

The head was vague with no room for thought to come together as to what was going on around the blood, and the stretched left eye was completely blocked and not even able to secure a decent view.

Full-blown rag condition.

Still, due to the opponent's too high skill, we don't see enough injuries so far to fatally interfere with the activity.

My hands and feet move, and if I look out for the pain, I don't see any areas where I'm not comfortable telling you.

I'm used to hurting you, the way you say it is full of malice, but I have to say, that's exactly what it would have been. Demonstrations were engraved all over my body.

"- I don't think it's worth it to just do any more?

Far away, I heard a voice looking down at this one like that from high ground.

Leaving a big letter lying down on the ground, Subaru moves his face like a billionaire and looks at his voice. Beyond obliquely inclined vision, it is the purple-haired young man who rocks the tip of the wooden sword in his hand.

There is no dirt on the ceremonial white-based outfit and naturally no slight scratches or even sweat on the visible skin. Only on the wooden sword in his hand was the blood of the opponent he struck, and only there floated as an impression in a terribly graceful stand-up.

"Withdraw the foreword, and if you drool your head, let's end here. How about that?

Many times, the question was thrown at me earlier.

It hurts this body badly, strikes stubbornly, and defeats it relentlessly.

After that repetitive act, a determined and repeated surrender recommendation. The answer to that, of course, is fixed.

"... not bad, head, not low"

My arms tremble. Trying to stand up to support the ground doesn't help what your torso says. Roll, stand on your shoulders to your fulcrum, and then pull your lower body forcefully to get your upper body up. Then he stood up, sticking his inseparable wooden sword to the ground like he was strapped to his palm, so that he could clasp it. In the meantime, the opponent is not chasing Subaru full of gaps, but just shrugging his shoulders as small as he is tired.

Differences in strength are historical. Winning or losing is obvious. The winning eye is equal to one in ten thousand, and it's impossible to even reward an arrow without even happening in a miracle.

I think it's okay. Everything else, I don't mind being accidental on this occasion.

It's self-evident that you can't win. It is only in the knowledge that it will not arrive. Originally, I am not proud to have satisfactory results for myself inferior to others.

At least, then, at least.

"... the foreword is withdrawn by those who... ugh!

The cut mouth hurts, and Subaru screams too slowly, chewing at the end of the

I can put everything into the blow of abandonment - the result is that

"Even if you bet everything, there is a difference that doesn't fill. It's also what I was born with, you."

It was recirculated and the tip of the flickering wooden sword struck Subaru's forehead strongly.

A red spark fills his vision, a broken forehead bleeds, and his barely open right eye vision stains bright red.

"How many times will this be now"

Bite your teeth into pain and wipe your sight wet in blood with the back of your hand.

Sewing through the gap, the punch struck Subaru's face and blew himself behind his back.

Rolling down the ground without even being able to receive it, Subaru is once again the great word of the earth.

Pulmonary cramps due to the impact of a chest blow, and the pain of falling into breathlessness strikes Subaru. Though stranded by the synergy between pain and lack of oxygen, Subaru's consciousness kept looking for flames, albeit very little, to keep him away.

The Ethereal Dome that looked up is high and far away, and nothing can be seen beyond it.

With the abominable blue in front of him, Subaru rises again, squeezing the power of his whole body.

- Many times, many times, I'll do it.

I look forward with the pain of spitting blood, fed only by my never-ending anger.

Is that anger spearhead right or wrong, so as to turn away from such a fact?

- Subaru found out that the story had moved where he was not, and it was cut off that Reinhardt and Ferris, who had finished their gathering in the hall, had each had opposite emotions on their faces beneath him, who could nod in the holding room.

"That's why we're celebrating the start of the king's race. Svalbard, you're talking to Emilia's knight, aren't you? Let's work together, sir."

Ferris talks about Subaru's words and behavior in the hall and the whole of them in a body that is not even aware of the shards, even though he was looking at the consequences.

Next to him in such an easy-going way, it's Reinhardt who's got his eyes on this one to consider. Without pointing out Ferris' attitude, he laughed at Subaru, a shriveled face with his hips down in his seat,

"I don't think it's as easy an issue as Ferris says, but I share the opinion that we want to be in a relationship where we incise each other. Subaru, let's be square."

"... ah, oh"

If they say it straight with the look of the sunshine, Subaru has nothing more to offer than to cloud his words and respond accordingly. What they say is obvious, and Subaru also has to jump forward and run his thoughts along his path in the future.

but there was something I had to check with Subaru right now, even sending such a heavy importance forward.

――――

Yet even though I know that myself, the key words don't come out.

I can see myself cowardly, cowardly, and vile trying to pull my legs and scorn everything I have to get right.

It was pitiful that I could feel it myself, and yet I could only bite my lips off, and Subaru's eyes, neither Reinhardt nor Ferris, were able to look up and swim.

"- Subaru, that old man will be fine. Felt-sama's adoption ensured the safety of her body."

"- Huh!"

As I saw through the minds of such cowardly Subaru, the answers to questions that I could not try to speak of are brought about by red-haired youth.

stunned and stretched his cheeks, he nodded one to Subaru, who turned his eyes open,

"Due to the passage with the hall, it's a hard story that you passed without seeing that old man face to face. I know you and Subaru know each other. From me, it's easy to find out what's causing your face to cloud right now."

Further ahead of Subaru's attempts, Reinhardt puts his finger up and spills like that. But I don't even know what caused Subaru's guilt.

At that moment, I gave up rescuing Grandpa Rom on my own and overlooked the shallow scene where an acquaintance might be able to do harm, even though there were secondary measures.

No, if you tell the truth, it's only pre-construction.

The true Subaru heart, its depths, is more, unsaveable.

"Good, sir."

Ferris smiles so as she leans over and looks away at Subaru as she peeks into this face. He looked up Subaru from the bottom with that poor smile, with his hands behind his back.

"I owe it to Lady Reinhardt and Felt, so I have to thank him. - Now you don't have to make excuses for Subaru, sir."

"- Huh!"

Breathtaking, Subaru, who was trying to turn a blind eye, turns to face without thinking of Ferris. He opened his cat's eyes wide and let his chestnut cat ears grow on his head rock piccolorly to tear that despicable grin further to the side.

It looks exactly like a cat playing with a mouse's fingernails.

Zorr, to him who speaks sarcasm after seeing through this one's heart, Subaru makes a sloppy excuse, but closes his mouth when he realizes it's the pot he thinks it is.

The only thing that I was able to subaru was

"Oh, oh... good, good. No, seriously, that's exactly what I read! I thought it would be better to leave it to Emilia, who's better at it, than to let me do something about it. Well, actually, thanks. Different calculations. Different expectations - or if you think calmly, the proper felt seems to have reacted super well."

Spread your hands, shake your shoulders, loosen your cheeks and tilt your little neck, subaru gently chopping a tap. Like that change, Ferris watched closely, and Reinhardt faintly hardened his expression as well. And Subaru saw their reaction as they played footsteps like that,

"Hold on, I'd expect that to be a felt-ready, targeted development for a reason, but what's it like around there, Knight Reinhardt"

"Yeah? Yeah, you're right. The appearance of that old man cemented Felt's feelings in a good way. It's a little bit like it turned out against his intentions, but it bothers me."

Beautiful to put your hands on your chin and slightly frown on your thoughts. Reinhardt's words in a queue already completed as one of the paintings are not bad for Subaru, who has not seen a series of exchanges in the hall.

Just imagine what happened in the hall from the context before and after what he said, and trace exactly how Natsuki Subaru would react if he got that information.

"Nah. If so, did I dine with a very powerful rival appearance? I don't even know if I'm gonna eat Emilia's eyeballs later."

"I don't think so. Dear Emilia and, of course, the other candidates should be expected to compete on the right track. Welcome is enough to make the opponent uncomfortable to compete."

"No, I'm an easy winner and I love TUEE, so I don't know what that feels like. RPGs and stuff are also the type of things that go super level at the beginning. Basically, the first one is a second form where the first forest map falls through."

Because of the first choice of the red lineage, if the level at the beginning is not sufficient, it will be abnormally stuck at the first and second gates. The green system is the easiest, but it's a bad way and self bondage.

All in all, Subaru's doctrine aside, as far as confident Reinhardt is concerned, it seems that the preparation of your faction is in such a state that everything is not delayed.

Meanwhile, the Ferris faction, which stares in silence at Subaru's meagre attitude, has the longest origami length of its relationship as a subordinate in relation to its predecessor coming to the king's election. None of the anxiety elements would be present, including a bare gesture that Ferris himself seems to be out of heart for his predominantly Krush.

In view of the relationship around it, we still have to decide that the factions of Subaru and Emilia are lagging behind. Anyway, now Subaru is even discouraged to exchange stories about the king's race with Emilia, who is back.

- Afraid of dealing with her, etc., that would be about the temp that was swallowed up in the swirl of the loop at the Roswar Mansion.

It just seems to be Subaru's own mind fearing contact with her that is clearly different from then.

At that time, I was horrified by the feeling that Emilia had become a being I didn't know existed.

But now it was horrible that she didn't know what she was supposed to look like when she was supposed to know more deeply.

"If that's the case, and the discussion is over, what did everyone else do? Just the two of you. My welcome, or the VIP treatment, isn't that too much?

"I think I know and I'm telling you, but the candidates need to talk some more detail, so I'll stay in the hall. For once, the knight is free..."

"Ferris went out with me when I said I wanted to see Subaru. Sorry I couldn't follow you in the hall earlier."

To Reinhardt, who takes Ferris' words and speaks so apologetically, Subaru scratches his head "uh," with a badly punished face,

"No, it's not your fault, I'd rather look back and forget it because the act of black historization comes back to life as soon as possible and my chest stings, okay?

"I appreciate your generosity. I will never forget this grace."

"You, you were listening to my favor!?

Interpreting Subaru's guilt with all his might in his favor, Reinhardt settles down to the opposite conclusion directly from where he wants this one.

The scream was ignored and Subaru turned back to Ferris with a troubled face,

"So, Reinhardt, anyway, you... no, you... damn, you stick together!

"If you're so lost in the way you call me, I'm calling you 'Ferri' with love. Yo?

"Let it go, Nekomi. So how did the cat get here? Blah, blah, don't you have to be on Mr. Krush's side?

First meeting - at the main entrance to the Roswar Mansion, I remember a short exchange I had with him. At that time, he should have made some kind of obsessive remark about Kursch that he didn't want to stay away from for a while.

If I think about it, I want to twist my neck to the reason I'm here.

"I wonder if it's okay to talk about safety. Because Master Kursch is stronger than Ferri?

"Don't put it mildly...... is that all right, Kingsguard Knights"

"Ferri's sale is somewhere else. Besides, selling it has nothing to do with Subaru."

Even as he became frustrated with the statement as he was postponing the end of the phrase, Subaru was gutsy enough to say to that statement, "What's that?," he arms and throws the question.

Ferris swelled his cheeks to Subaru in an attitude that didn't go so far and sidelined Subaru with cute tricks as he twisted himself,

"Oh, do that again. You know that. No. Because you're in a hurry."

"Don't shake my heart, don't shake my heart sometimes. This in front of me is the same creature attached to my groin......! Step more frankly into the content. What do you mean, your sale?

"If I sold Ferri, it wouldn't be like this."

Saying, Ferris stands two fingers of both hands lifted in front of Subaru. and the tip of its raised index finger shines pale on the fuse,

"Ugh... some kind of no heart, like losing elbow, shoulder and hips fatigue...?

"I'm sore all over like an old man, sir, Subaru."

Twitching, he tastes the feeling of fatigue falling out of the ends of his body as a fever, and Subaru realizes his flesh is healed as he trembles.

In other words, I guess that's due to the phosphorescence emitted from his fingertips right now.

And that's all I thought about, Subaru remembered what the 'sale' was to be the mouth of a beautiful girl-style youth standing in front of me.

"Oh well. Speaking of which, Ferris is an amazing user of water magic."

"Something amazing, what a description is not enough, Subaru"

Reinhardt puts the correction in Subaru, who remembers the setting that came up in the back of his brain and speaks for nothing. He nodded at Subaru, looking at himself in a frigid manner, and Reinhardt showed Ferris with his lifted hand,

"Ferris' talent as a wizard of the water system stands out. In Lugnica, of course, there is no better user than him looking over the entire continent. In Lugnica, we have the power we deserve to be given the six colors that represent the vertices of each magic attribute, the 'blue' within it."

"You have a new setup coming out again... it's about time my head got flat too"

Subaru does not hide attitudes such as fed up with Reinhardt's fluent description. Praised at all costs for his talent before him, Ferris has a flat, commonplace chest with his proud hands on his hips.

"I don't know if that's Reinhardt's explanation. I mean, that's why. Ferri's schedule, which gave her two names, was always filled with the wishes of those who sought the magical healing of water."

Poking his clenched fist into heaven, he said, "Come on, Ferri! Ferris lets make a full smile as he says."

To that explanation, Subaru, or Ferris, strikes me as wondering whether it is a treatment such as' super-armed famous doctor 'in this world. With fifty million people in the kingdom, and I don't think his hands are good enough in every corner of it, but only the humans in a position to be given the benefit of his hands were so easy to imagine his daily busyness.

Pulling a lot of pulling fees.

It is needed by countless people.

At a time when he has so interpreted a person named Ferris, Subaru cannot help but compare himself to nature and its existence. I was important, and I couldn't get what I needed from the person I most wanted me to need. It's terrible, it gets miserable.

So,

"But blah, you don't know what you're willing to rely on because my physical condition doesn't have self-conscious symptoms. How about there?"

I can't bear the feeling of inferiority towards the person who is treating me favorably, and yet Subaru lets me trample on it in a light tone.

The more I say, the more miserable I know how I feel. I just told you, I know that shards don't go down like drinking.

"The only reason my body isn't feeling well is because I have some after-effects from the injury, and I don't think it's going to be a problem if it heals. I don't know what the gate looks like."

"I don't think the problem with the gate is a whisper enough to lighten it up that way, sir. Not if you're thinking in the wind that you just can't use magic, yo?

"Different?

Subaru frowns and asks so in the provocative way Ferris says.

In fact, Subaru has nothing to pin even when it is said that the gate is unwell. After being forbidden to use 'Shamak', I did have the feeling that something like indelible fatigue remained cloudy deep in my body.

However, I believe that is also due to weakness like being squeezed out of my whole body's vigor, and that it will be demodulated once I have finished a nutritious diet and adequate rest. Organs that were never conscious in the original world are not so believable, such as becoming deadly.

"Nah, you know what I mean. - Hey? It is a common idea that gates have the role of connecting the outside and the inside to pass through mana, mainly when using magic. But in fact, the gate is not only when you use magic, but when you're living normally, you're circulating mana inside and out to sustain life."

"You mean like breathing?

"You can think like that, yo. Subaru, a kind of human being who can live without breathing?

"The human race I know, it seems like fifteen minutes is the world's limit."

Learning the secret of yoga and lowering your heart rate to its limit seems to make such a bumpy apnea possible. That won't be what he's trying to say, though.

In other words, is Subaru's condition equal to living without being able to breathe on his skin? It's not going to be that bad.

"If it stays like this, it won't be far away"

"So, it's the state of Subaru's gate, but after all the impossibility, it's already messed up. When this happens, the water user there can't treat it anymore. Clear and magical, it is the mountain of Sekiyama that leaves the important place to natural healing"

At the same time as the fact that the situation in Subaru is pressing, Ferris darkly emphasises the point that he is not like a hundred wizards. Maybe that's just what Subaru's ears sound like when he does it.

"I mean, to get out of such a critical situation early..."

"That Ferri's power is essential. Oh, wow. Ri?

Subaru appealed to the inquiry as he rocked his body to the left and right by wrinkling between his eyebrows that he didn't feel comfortable. but Reinhardt, who sees that interaction, puts his finger up,

"I'm sorry about the cross spear, but this is not the occasion, Subaru. Ferris' arms are where everyone in the country knows, and those who want to benefit from that power are left with no end. You shouldn't expect the order to be given away in the future."

"Oh, that. Ferri, there are plenty of customers waiting for you. It's a promise to give priority to Subaru only this time. That's why it's so much easier to keep your body and mind with Ferri."

Ferris twitches his fingers as he hitches to follow Reinhardt and points both palms here. Subaru looked at his tricks like that with a disgusting face,

"When they say that, I want to answer no, man, Heavenly Evil Me. Anyway, I don't remember bonding enough to be treated like that by you, do I?

Today is the second time I've met Ferris, including the first time I've not even had a decent exchange of names. Though I don't think there were three occasions when I thought about the encounter between the hall and the holding room, during which time there was an event that shook Ferris' kindness.

"That's right -" Ferris grinned mean to Subaru's inquiry,

"Feri has a tough cat personality other than her own, so if you really want to prioritize Subaru, don't worry."

"Let's get this straight, it would be more helpful."

For Subaru, who is less communicative, it is easier to understand than to have a conversation disguised as an extra old lady or top face. Ferris twisted himself a lot like, "That's not it," to Subaru, who wasn't even a disgusting breeze,

"There was a day when Ferri went to Uncle Borderline's mansion to give the order for this convocation, right? Ho-ra, the day Feri meets Subaru's destiny"

"Oh, it's a good day to wake up and go to sleep, even with a tummy ache"

"Say that again. I'm glad to hear that."

"Your gentleman grandfather drank my expensive tea, and then the senior maid pissed me off to death. I've been banned from the mayonnaise in the morning and night."

Ignoring that restraining order, he snuck up on Mayochutsch the next morning.

Ignoring the incomprehensible word that popped out of Subaru's mouth, Ferris pointed his lips boringly.

"Ma, I do. It's not the meeting of Subaru that counts, but Emilia asked me to meet her at the Mansion."

"... after all, Emilia Tan"

"I knew it was Emilia."

Subaru's tone is bitterly heavy just for the expected response.

The first encounter with Ferris at that mansion, the conversation at that time, and the reason why Roswar originally accompanied Subaru to the King's Capital, were immediately understandable.

And because we understand the background to it, Subaru can't stop something heavy from sticking around in the back of his chest.

Erosing Subaru's flesh, mana depletion and nasty state abnormalities. Only Ferris, the wizard of the fold, even in the King's capital, can cure it, and his Ferris is Krush's squire, who becomes a rival horse in the king's race. He will make a debt to the Krush faction before the start of the king's race, such as asking him to treat himself in his own body like that.

I mean, Subaru was also here, again, with the result of pulling Emilia's leg.

Because you'll see that.

"Hey, do I really have to get treatment?

I had said so, knowing that they would show incomprehension to the other party.

The suggestion is that Reinhardt, who heard it, frowned at it in such a way that it was difficult to understand. but Ferris, on the other hand, smiled bitterly as if he had anticipated Subaru's response,

"Because the consideration has already been paid. If you don't treat Subaru like this, you might end up letting Emilia break your bones for nothing.

"What are you talking about? If that's physical, I just need to give it back..."

"That's not a physical thing, and it's a price you can't give back if you know it, sir. So Subaru's offer is unfortunate, but can't we go through with it?"

With his plea sleeved without a nibble, Subaru can only lean down with his hands on his forehead.

Ferris is reading Subaru's mood correctly, and he's blocking every escape route we offer.

It may have been such a humane affair of brother-in-law to try to give him the advantage of the Lord as well as Emilia, who had guided Subaru until he offered him consideration.

Any of those decisions had hindered Subaru's shallow and inadequate thinking.

"How could I..."

Even though I don't want to be a complement to Emilia.

Because I know her who wants to be king and tries so hard.

Because I know her looking up for a distant throne to reach that height.

I want to help her like that, and that's the only way I can find meaning, and that's all that supports the existence of Subaru right now, so I can make her do anything.

I wonder why I am so helpless, ignorant, incompetent, and clumsy.

"- If you mourn your own powerlessness so much, I think you have more options to choose from."

A quiet voice echoes into the atmosphere of the holding room, and Subaru, who was leaning down, looks up.

The voice was not from either Reinhardt or Ferris, but from the door side of the holding room. At the end of his gaze toward you, he looks at this one with his back in the door with the thin length of the line open.

gaze, and the young man stroking his purple hair loosened his lips in a conceited breeze,

"I hope you don't look so disgusted. I didn't think it would be welcome, but put such an attitude on the table."

"If I let it out, what is it?"

"I suspect the character of those who are with me. Be careful."

"Gu...... uhh"

If it was merely an argument, I could have said back what it was, but if you can't just put things away as a matter between individuals, it's not a story.

Subaru bends his lips and swallows words of dissatisfaction, staring swordswallowing at Julius as he slowly steps indoors.

"Julius, have you finished discussing the candidates?

That's what Reinhardt asks Julius, interrupting on the rays of the two gaze, so as to block the sight of Subaru, who is not so serene.

Take it, Julius shook his head small with one eye closed, "No,"

"The discussion looks like it's going to take a little longer. Anastasia is concerned that when the championship starts as it stands, it will be an assassination battle."

It packs the conditions around it, Julius says.

Even as he turned away, he put the contents in his ear, and Subaru was convinced "I see".

There are five king contestants, and I don't know how, but I'm in a state of contention for the throne.

The easiest way to secure the throne under such circumstances is sensible to kick off all the other candidates.

The candidates seen in the hall all appeared to have a one-core personality alignment, but the nature of the person and the surrounding opinions are not necessarily the same.

Not to mention how the Emilia faction with Subaru was plainly obstructed.

- The day Subaru was summoned to this world, Emilia's badge theft and so on hits it.

I guess I came up with the fact that Subaru thought of it at the same time. A gaze is involved between Subaru, who raised his face, and Reinhardt, who had a slight face here.

Whereas Subaru, perplexed as to what to think, Reinhardt just quietly drew his jaw with deep emotions swimming into his blue eyes.

Then he turned to Julius,

"Assassination is not calm."

"Of course, appealing to such means is nothing more than an insult to the throne. But we should be cautious enough to be too cautious. Didn't you?"

"That's right, sir. How hard has it taken to rebuild this far since the big incident six months ago? I'm sorry about that already, sir."

Julius gently argues with Reinhardt's words, and Ferris takes it and tightens it. Watching the two lengths nod at each other in his words, Subaru was still alienated by the feeling that he was being kept out of company here.

"So what are you doing here?"

So what's more, Subaru goes into an unfriendly attitude towards Julius.

Being a source of alienation, he is the opponent who was involved in no less than how Subaru led out of the hall. I self-reflect that my shallow thoughts are responsible for being shamed, but in view of that, my opinions are incompatible with his.

In the midst of Subaru's enemies, who no longer hide, Julius walks this way with a cool face. Reinhardt's attempts to block the subtle path will not stop him from making his way to Subaru with firm intent.

Subaru and Julius face each other at a distance that is likely to reach their breath.

Compared to Subaru, who is roughly the average height as a Japanese, Julius, who is long skinny, is roughly half as big as his head. nature, the Subaru, which takes the form of looking up from close to the

"Don't you have to be on the princess's side when the best knights are at stake? Outreach, this castle guard or some monkey could sneak a whistleblower in, huh?

"- Currently, the royal castle is the largest stronghold in the country, with officials from the King's race gathering. Naturally, the guard's security is also challenged with a corresponding awareness. There's no reason to worry about you."

"... No, I seriously think that recognition sucks. At least I'm more worried about you than anyone else."

Confident, so spilled on Julius in such a way that Subaru can only mourn once again the looseness of the royal castle's vigilance net.

Even Subaru, who did not possess any particular skills such as this and did not have any special training, snuck in. When the experts arrive, there will be more like it.

"You're the ones now who don't notice the legendary mercenary with the cardboard until he's got a bomb on his back. So, you know, to be honest, the tea boils and evaporates?

"I don't know what that means, but I'll tell you that's an insult. - That's the second time."

Julius turns away and goes straight through the back of the room barely next to Subaru. Chasing its back with gaze, I saw Julius standing at the window behind the holding room - just in a position where the back side of the castle could look down.

"Well, you asked me what you're here for."

With his gaze under his eyes from the window and outside the castle, Julius asks with an emotionless voice. To his appearance with his back turned, Subaru pulled his jaw without speaking and a silent affirmation.

You guessed the trick just by the signs, and Julius turned around, "Then let's answer,"

"Of course the reason I came here, I came to see you. There's something I need you to hang out with."

I wonder, and Julius opens his hand and asks about this will.

His stance on giving choices here, and so on. But I don't even think that's a friendly suggestion, with this exchange of bitter feelings with each other.

"I don't know, I can't even say no to not knowing where and why. I can tell you."

"The place is a squad yard, the purpose is... right"

To Subaru's narrative, which is too sarcastic to speak lightly, Julius responded frankly, placing his finger on his jaw to think only a little.

"What about the purpose - to teach you reality?

- Subaru was twisting his neck as he stepped on a scaffold of hardened sand.

The location was moved from the Royal Castle's holding room to an independent Knights' quarters next to the castle.

Robust walls on the ground, consolidated with red tea soil, with a sense of prolonged passage. Surrounded by it is a training facility designed to help the guards polish their flesh every day and increase their strength - what is commonly referred to as a practice field.

Will the grounds be about half the size of a mediocre school yard?

Whether running around, crossing swords, it can be said to be a space given enough space.

Standing in the center of such a place, Subaru flexes in a loose motion. Bend and stretch your knees to relax your muscles and pump heat into your less heated body.

Julius, standing about fifteen meters apart in front of him beside Subaru, who thus proceeds with a pale preparatory movement, is far from quiet around him.

That's also true.

"Julius, we should stop doing this. Not even like you."

Because there is a Reinhardt who says so and doesn't stop suing Julius, who is still getting ready for this one.

There are no emotions such as haste or anger in Reinhardt's expression or tone of solicitation. All that's there is just pure, worrying sentiment.

Reinhardt poured that emotion side-by-side into his blue eyes,

"I admit I did have a slightly too tight side, but that's just a good area to tell and fix. Normally, that's what you'd judge."

"Usually. Oddly enough, you're right, my friend Reinhardt."

Carefully removing the white courtesy clothes for liturgy, the excessive decorations attached all over that outfit, Julius hands them to one of the knights standing by his side.

He turned his emotionally invisible gaze toward Reinhardt as he continued the work,

"If the sunshine wasn't or today, or if the place we met was different, I might have dumped him. But it didn't."

Discarded to cut it off, Julius removed his gaze on Reinhardt.

All his quiet eyes show is the appearance of Subaru bending and stretching his knees in the front.

Then he took off the knight sword he put on his hips and pointed his tip at heaven with his sheath on,

"And he made an insult unto us, and even to his chivalry, in the presence of those that were brought to the king. And without apologizing for it, he made an insult to me."

Shin, and the soldier field, which until then was full of faint blurring, calms down.

The only thing that sounds is the listening beauty of a good Julius.

Julius turned his gaze as he gathered his eyes, the ears of the audience, to himself,

"- More than this, I bow down to the unsuccessful man who defiled the pride of the knight! There's no way!

"" - Huh!!

A voiceless auspicious wind was hitting the atmosphere of the squad field hard on the fuselage.

The identity of the wind so painful in the ears is the heat and voice emanating from the expensive audience.

Julius, our own representative, and Subaru, who insulted us all together. It is the enthusiasm of the gathered Kingsguards and Guards audience to see the situation of that confrontation.

"Odds are a hundred to zero. No one bets on me. No, this came with me."

It's something he hates, Subaru shrugs his shoulders small as he showers his hostile gaze all over his body.

This is the first time in my life that so many people have been directed towards feelings that should be called hostility. Honestly, my heart and guts are dominated by the feeling that I'm going to be crushed and broken by malice with my knees pressing down from my knees.

Nonetheless, the heartbeat is not faster and the hands and feet are heavy but not immobile.

There was Subaru in a mental state that I didn't really understand, unlike being ready.

"Now, before we begin, I ask you again, are you going to apologize for your disrespect and beg forgiveness? Now, forgive me if I make an apology that matches my overlapping disrespect."

"I don't have a verse in mind for overlapping disrespect... for example, how do I apologize?

"Rub your forehead against the ground in tears. Or fall asleep on the ground like an obedient dog, and sell your flair while showing your belly."

"They both lack elegance, so I'll keep them away."

I'm good at playing clowns, but that only makes sense if you have someone there who wants to make you laugh. I couldn't refuse to accept things like being laughed at in front of people who didn't have a nose in front of me.

I guess I wasn't even expecting Subaru to respond. "Well," Julius responds briefly, instantly trumpeting his current answer, depositing the knight's sword, which was pointing toward heaven, with the knight on the side.

What you will receive instead is a twofold wooden sword offered by that knight.

"No wonder your disrespect was slashed, as it should have been. but you unwillingly hit Emilia-sama's squire. So let me do the relative with a wooden sword."

Subaru responds briefly to Julius, who asks with his eyes if there are any differences, "No problems" in sign language. judging the answer by Subaru's face over the movement of his hand, Julius nodded,

"More than anything you can convince me. This time, too, we deal with you purely with swords only. I swear I will not use any magic."

"Oh, you could be a magical type of knight, too."

"Including that, because it's 'best'. - Then, Ferris to the witness"

"Yes, yes."

There is Ferris flickering his raised hand as he and Julius turn their gaze to the side.

I can't read the inside of him being nominated as a witness and accepting it lightly. Unlike Reinhardt, who was about to stop until the end, what does he think of the bumps in violence that are about to begin, which he has followed with joy?

"Well, let's be sincere with each other. No matter how badly you get hurt, I don't care if you don't die, so good luck, sir, Subaru."

"Why are you telling me this only to me? Don't worry about them."

"Wow, strong no! Heard that, guys? Let's go."

Looking back to the audience, hands aligned with the signals that Ferris waves aloft like a conductor, and dodgy laughs at the venue - a mockery of Subaru's recklessness attracts.

Looking at that wave of emotions, Ferris stirred the head cat, while

"And well, the multiplier of the bet feels konya, but what about Subaru?

Explore the nostalgia and play the feel of the coin that hit your fingertips with your fingers straight to Ferris.

saw the glittering parabolic coin fit into his hand,

"Still bet. If I win, I'll rip you all loose."

"No, Sappei! You're going to do something nasty to Ferri. Like a naughty book! Like a naughty book!

Ignoring the daughter of a man who twists and shakes his body, Subaru turns to Julius.

Exhaling at him already looking like he was in a good mood, Subaru slowly shrinks the distance. Within two wooden swords, receive one and then the battle begins.

Even the Roswar mansion was barebacked for the purpose of strengthening its body, but to what extent can it be done?

"In the first place, I feel like I've gotten this far because of the situation, but I don't have a specific memory of standing in the first place with this damn duel."

"But you came here. And there's no emotion in my eyes to avoid bumping into me. Don't you think that's enough?

"Come on, Natsuki Subaru, famous for her contemporary Father Teresa for her three non-violent, non-obedient non-nuclear principles, is not going to nowhere near such a rambling mess."

Subaru stands right in front of Julius, clouding his tea with the right words.

I don't know what to say, Subaru's body is feverishly worth the preparatory exercise. With the signal of initiation, it would also be possible to move immediately.

to such a state of Subaru, Julius, satisfied, narrowed his eyes,

"You seem motivated, more importantly. Shall we begin?"

Offering Subaru one of the wooden swords, Julius declares the start of a pseudo duel.

Naturally, feeling the audience's voltage increase on his skin, Subaru gently waved the received wooden sword away from Julius as he tamed his hands -,

"Ah, tamma. Something subtly doesn't feel right makes this guy"

Turning the wooden sword in his hand, Subaru looks back and complains so.

Hearing that, Julius said, "Really?" and with a slightly screwed up face,

"I don't think it's going to change much, but why don't you use this one?

"Oh, I'm sorry. No, look, I'm also a boxed son with a lot of work to do, so it's not a good idea to have items that aren't familiar with your skin -"

As I say, I receive with one hand the wooden sword that Julius has been offering this way. And instead, offer Julius the wooden sword of those who had been given it first -,

"Oops."

――――

Faster than that caught Julius' fingertips, the wooden sword slipped away from Subaru's hand. Drawn by gravity, the wooden sword enters the orbit of a natural fall, and Julius's hand leaning forward at once follows it.

Straight ahead, Julius's stretching posture tilted and the height difference disappeared.

"- Huh!"

Stepping forward, Subaru pulls the wooden sword in his hand slightly, aiming at the tip of Julius' jaw in a jumping motion with a wrist return.

At the same time, he protruded the empty left hand to the front and sneaked the sand into Julius's eyes as he flexed - a bunk of blinding and ambush.

- I got it, and the end of Subaru's mouth was wickedly distorted by Kaishin's smallworker.

Immediately thereafter,

"Apparently you have no real pride. It would be vulgar and truly easy to live. - I'm not pathetic."

I heard my voice in my ear. and the shock of visiting at the same time, the hard and sharp feeling of poking up the dovetail.

The accumulated oxygen bursts into your lungs, and a short bitter beep leaks from your open mouth, "Ha". A frowning body floats at the fulcrum of the stiff feeling that hits the chest as it is. Clash from face to ground shortly after feet left the earth, heaven and earth reversed, and guts swung to a floating sensation.

As his face is scraped to the sand, his diarrhea is scattered over the pain of pigeon-tailing, and his brain is heavily struck by pain and heat - hot air explodes in the troop field.

Unhelpful and reckless, the reward of which was now just about to be relentless towards Subaru.

In the high skies of the refinery yard, the screaming of pain that comes up late draws its tail.

High, high, far, far.