Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

Listening to the laughter echo, Subaru was beginning to spin his loose thoughts in full, desperate anticipation of the war rushing up his throat.

- I don't know what that means. Why does the woman in front of you name Petergius? He was supposed to have killed him, and he blew the body completely. He must be dead. There were more than one? This is ridiculous. Although a white whale would be enough for such irrationality!

"Holy shit... now I can't believe it... duh"

"Oh, hey, no. You look a lot surprised, Death. Oh so surprising, something that the eagle deserves to have come back like this, Death!

A woman who rings her fingers and points to Subaru with the opposite hand as she chewed it down. She laughs furiously in that face, opening her mouth and licking her tongue as if she could see the back of her throat.

In that grin of chills running down his spine, Subaru does see what he has in common with the madman he was supposed to have killed. The way you speak, the way you laugh, and more importantly, the existence of an 'invisible hand' -.

"Wait... you had seven arms... shouldn't be..."

To the best of Subaru's knowledge, Petergius' total number of black demons should have been seven.

At least Subaru didn't see any more copies, nor did Petergius, who was supposed to have wielded all his strength relative to the pack, put out more arms than that number.

But now the number of people in sight is slightly above seven, and the number of arms stretched is already close to twenty.

"You... you see the 'Invisible Hand', Death?

Close your eyes, and the woman spills with a swordswallowing voice at that Subaru answer.

Even in the previous world, Petergius had a strong hostility to being seen in his demonic hands. It seems that it is no longer the same now that it has ended up being someone else, with more hatred than ever for the content of Subaru's words.

"To the eagle, to the eagle only, the answer to the love given...... why, you! The death of seeing it come true! Beloved Believer, you can't be...!

"Get away from Lord Subaru, sir."

A woman shivering her lips, with a sharp lay of voice in her lid.

ahead of the woman staring at you with her bloody eyes, she uttered a voice that

"Wilhelm..."

It's Wilhelm with his neck grabbed by a black demon and his legs floated gently.

Sealed in motion by an invisible arm, the old swordsman has not faded his fierce fierceness, even though he struggles to remove it somehow.

Assuming there is a moment when the 'Invisible Hand' lifts that restraint, his old man will jump the woman's neck in a flip and slap Petergius to hell again.

Before the barometric intent of the sword ghost to kill, there is resistance to calling a woman - Petergius, but Petergius ugly distorted the face of a girl who, if his adulteress, was park but neat,

"Oh, you, you're like a hard-working man, Death. I get it, Mass. I get it, Mass. I don't know. Death! Wonderful, beautiful, what a noble, unwavering spirituality, Death! Something to believe in! There's something to penetrate! A testament that something solid is established in you, Death! No, wow, good Death!

"Don't line up what I don't know, you lunatic."

"Madman! Really right to recognize Death! Yes, eagles are crazy about love, Death! To love, to fear, to love, to love, to love, to thirst, to bless, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love, to love

Peel off your eyes, stretch your tongue, distract your spine and Petergius scratches your head .

To that madness, Wilhelm turns his eyes as if to see something nasty. Seen, other captured things with a distressed look are similarly disgusted with the way madmen show their warped love.

At the center of those negative emotional vortexes, Petergius repeated his tight grin many times, turning his gaze around.

"Oh, it's a shame you can't hear the admiration you need to hear, Death.... Then you're going to act like a mass without sparing a hand!

"No way, stop...!

Petergius lifts his hands gently and makes unscrupulous demands around his unresponsive surroundings. Subaru, who imagined the worst of what that madman was going to do, calls for a voice of restraint, but Petergius smiles much faster than that voice is uttered,

"Come on - be it 'laziness'"

In a different way from the worst imagination, 'laziness' ravages the village in the form of disaster.

Until then, everyone who was in a form that could seal their movements had only in common to push their voices to death while each had a distressed face. I guess that also had a defensive instinct to keep Petergius' interest from turning to himself, but the bigger reason was simply because he had his throat compressed.

A number of outstretched arms eagle the throats of everyone who restrains them and float them in such a way that they gently extend their backs. You can't stop breathing, but you can't get one of your actions to fight back. It's such a nasty thing to do.

And now, skinning a word of Petergius, the restraint was lifted by a pretence,

"- Ahhh!

Inside the village, the screams of what freed him from throat compression echoed.

There is a man who is drooling and punching his head on the ground.

There is a woman who peels off her white eyes and starts blowing bubbles at the sensation of her body that doesn't care what she says.

There are pedestrians who hurt themselves and become bloody over Petergius' self-injurious behavior.

There is a knight who storms the magic in his body and bleeds out of a hole called a hole in his body.

Screaming and screaming were wooden spirits all over the village as if they had gone mad.

"This..."

That was very similar to what happened only a few hours ago in the middle of the fight against the white whale.

In a fog-wrapped street, to a phenomenon when those who heard the white whale roar lost their sanity and nodded and couldn't move on the spot.

But this situation, which happened to cut a word of Petergius, is even more devastating than what it was then.

More resistant than I thought, Death.

Saying, Petergius tilts his neck to the left and right in the small slices and looks delightfully at the faces that keep screaming his throat is about to rip open.

That appearance, which seemed to be played in a nose song before the tragedy, could no longer make Subaru suspect that he was the same as that man. But...

"How could you... be here?"

"We were in the middle of a conversation, and we hadn't yet had a trial, which is why the eagle came to this occasion. - Nevertheless, thanks to the fact that you were crushing most of the eagle's fingertips, there's only this poor flesh left, Death."

Speaking in a sloppy tone, Petergius strokes the ups and downs of his own flesh with gloss from above with his hands. All he feels is disgust at that glossy trick, and Subaru glances at the demon hand that still grabs him and doesn't let him go, and somehow reaches out. but

"Damn, I see you... you can't interfere!

"Death still looks like 'Invisible Hands' to you. It's very uncomfortable, Mass, but if you're" arrogant, "it's also agreeable..."

A madman observing Subaru turns to Subaru intriguingly.

It is a decision that if you are floated and unable to move, Subaru will not be in danger of approaching you. Certainly that decision is correct. Subaru can do nothing.

- Subaru,

"Do it - Patrash!!

"What?"

At the moment when I was about to say it, I reacted to Subaru's call, and the ground dragon who lowered himself flies Petergius' body from side to side.

It was an 'invisible hand' stretched around the neck of all the survivors of this place, but it was only thorough in human restraint. There was no interference with the grounddragons who had left them near the entrance to the village, and Patrash wanted to come around to bypass Petergius, but only Subaru, who realized that the effect of restraint had been loose, bought time.

"Guh."

The switching of the flesh does not change the fact that the flesh is as luxurious as it seems.

The assault of the earth dragon, weighing hundreds of kilograms, had the extra power to lightly bust the short torso that was about to turn itself around.

Petergius, bouncing off the ground and soaring, is bounced into the house beside him. As soon as the earth smoke went up and I couldn't see its appearance to leave the bitter squeal behind - the restraint of the 'Invisible Hand' set Subaru free.

"Off, now... Mr. Wilhelm!

"... I don't know. But this..."

Wilhelm waves around, apparently escaping the effects of mental contamination as he rubs a mole born on his neck in agony. The effects of 'Invisible Hands' were temporarily lifted, but the effects of mental contamination, which nevertheless extended to the surrounding area, are uninterrupted.

It should still be noted that they who suffer continue to bleed and scream at self-inflicted acts, nightmares, and deteriorating health to the point of fatality. If this is homogeneous to the fog emitted by the white whale,

"You have to be Ferris, you can't treat me!?

"Or if you slap the culprit, it could be an interrupting curse."

When Subaru holds his head in a desperate situation, Patrash, who saved his predicament, leans over its nose and pushes his shoulder just to say "calm down".

Taking a deep breath into the measure of the earth dragon, Subaru gazed at the side of Wilhelm pulling out the treasure sword,

"Is it possible that you could just take him down? At worst, you should pull it off and go get Ferris..."

"With Ferris, it would be certain. But can you choose to leave that thing on the spot and back off? If we go back to the woods, it must be Lord Roswell's mansion that he's headed next. - To Emilia, there is danger."

"- Huh!"

That's all, we definitely have to avoid.

I don't know why. I don't know, Subaru had the certainty that Emilia and Petergius should not be allowed to meet.

If she meets him, that's definitely going to be a good thing for Subaru.

That's all resolutely, you can't accept it.

"Ready, looks like you've made up your mind. Lord Subaru, stand down and watch."

"His M.O. is a way of tying us up with invisible hands. No matter how much Mr. Wilhelm has in his hands..."

"If you know you have invisible arms, there is something called Let's Fight. Lord Subaru, is he 'lazy'? I do have a sense of 'laziness'."

"... I don't know the principle, but I'm pretty sure that is. Worst of all, like a white whale, it's possible that this one was fake earlier in the main unit. I didn't know that."

"I don't doubt it."

Wilhelm laughed bitterly when the excused Subaru words came out. To the grandeur's attitude of that elder, Subaru is ashamed that his inferiority even came out on such occasions.

but before returning the answer to it,

"- Oh, it hurts. Ouch. Ouch. My brain, it trembles. Tremors, Masses, Death"

An arm stretches out from the walls of a collapsed house, and Petergius, whose body has been defiled with blood and mud, peeks into his face. He saw a number of non-shallow lacerations on that half that crept out slowly, telling the truth that the damage from the unprotected Patrash assault was not insignificant.

It should be noted, however, that the raging eyes did not reveal a fading of the shard's vivacity, and instead the madness of the resentful man took the form of an accentuated one.

"Fine. Ground dragons are still, good Death. I am close to humans, loyal and, more importantly, clever and diligent! Wonderful! Lovely! Diligent! Yes, being diligent! That's a more admirable virtue than anything else, Death! If being lazy is the most shameful sin, being diligent is the most admirable virtue! If laziness is an untruth not worthy of faith and love, diligence is the work of the faithful who deserve love!

Shaking his arms, shaking his head, stepping on the ground, stretching his tongue and drooling his covetousness, Petergius sparingly praises Patrash with a full, mad laugh.

Speaking of that admirable patrash, it seems that there was something unacceptable about that oddity, even after race differences, that showed a full disgust with its facial expression of elusive reptile, and I've turned myself over here to choose Subaru.

He is a cute, dependable partner.

"My working partner says he's not happy, you pervert.... Are you a perverted mom now? I know there's a certain demand for TS stuff, but who's got your TS, shit?"

"Huh? I don't know what you're talking about, Death, but it doesn't matter to the eagle whether or not he's happy sending praise at all costs, Death! I thought it was great. This emotion that springs up in your chest is never tolerated by unspoken laziness or other eagles. There must be no forgiveness, no forgiveness, no forgiveness, from Death. So I did my word, love, love, ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai ai!

"It's always a pain in the ass not to talk to someone. - No longer, there's no point or significance in exhausting words. Wilhelm van Astrea, come"

He lowered himself and put his speed on the wind as Wilhelm made his name up.

The flesh of a swordhaunted ghost runs through the earth in one foot, trying to leap into the eyes of Petergius, who moves loosely. but that's right. Petergius was also wary of that first blow, apparently.

"Oh I'm afraid. You are also a diligent person. Death, so let me do this, Death."

'Invisible hands' gush out of the earth, covering the front of Petergius like a wall. If you stick it in, you will be entangled with your whole body in the inescapable demon hand.

Subaru momentum enough to tease his throat of that threat, which is not transmitted to the unseen Wilhelm,

"Arms on the front!! Step back -!"

- Yes, sir.

Wilhelm suddenly brakes his momentum with his knocked right leg and dodges the wall approaching his eyes. The old swordsman, who did not jump to the sidelines and turned himself, waved the sword out vertically,

"Chi."

The ground slashed diagonally is torn, and the rain of dirt pours down on Petergius.

It would have also meant as an attack if it had been a slaughter that would have crushed the earth and beaten its momentum.

"Then it's just harassment..."

"I don't know what that means, Death. You're not lazy, are you, Death?

He gets a similar sentiment for Wilhelm's deeds, and Petergius spills his sighs so that he can be covered in the subaru of his plundering voice. Not responding to that discouraged attitude, Wilhelm still runs through the earth, causing the rain of the earth to pour down uninterrupted with his wielding sword.

waved his arm unconsciously at the offensive act, and Petergius muttered, "Quite a Death already,"

"Even if you are diligent, the incompetent worker is an existential Death to spit on equal to laziness. And if you don't stop that futile resistance, don't bother - before the eagle gave you love, you were chopped up and disappeared and faded and you were dead!!

A shadow explodes and Petergius' 'invisible hand' approaches Wilhelm.

The number is roughly thirty or more and is not comparable to that of Subaru's known Petergius. Subaru, who was trying to verbally convey the presence of an approaching demon hand, was blocked in the throat before a situation that remained unchanged to the extent that one or two were conveyed.

And that deadly impasse leads straight to Wilhelm's life as it is -,

"Wilhelm."

An 'invisible hand' that relentlessly destroys what it touches strikes the entire body of an old swordsman whose presence cannot be perceived. Subaru mourns his powerlessness with the sight of his touched fingertips intact and ravaging his old body. but

"I thought you said that."

Bend and flex your stretched fingertips, dodging one demon after another as you turn around. The old man slid between his arms as he slipped, sending off all of the threats he pushed, with a belligerent grin on his cheek,

"If you know you have an invisible arm, you know what to do."

The Sword Ghost certainly demonstrated in front of him what was not false in the foreword.

"Stupid. That sounds stupid, stupid, stupid stupid or pretty hard -"

On that Wilhelm's overly tannic mouth, it is Petergius who trembles his throat.

The madman turned his blood-running eyes in all directions, chewing his lifted right-hand fingers one after the other with his back teeth, facing the fact that his own back was gently dodged,

"Impossible. Impossible. Impossible. Impossible. Impossible. Impossible. No.

"I see it. - It's no big deal, kid, if you know what the species are."

Speaking boringly, Wilhelm scratches the soil again with the tip of the blade he turned.

The pouring rain of dirt hit even more trembling Petergius, demonstrating unparalleled significance as a provocation against the madman.

But the repetition of the act makes Subaru realize where Wilhelm intended. And all I had to do was wrap my tongue around the dreaded tactical eye of a swordhaunted ghost.

It is not simply a harassment to lure Petergius' short temper that Wilhelm has been raining dirt for some time now.

Wilhelm created a situation where he could see the orbit of the resulting 'Invisible Hand' by raining dirt.

Physically interfering 'invisible hands' on the human body are a mysterious phenomenon that actually exists simply because they are invisible. I know you're probably interfering with mana to develop such a surgical formula, but Wilhelm has taken it backwards.

In other words, he decides that his arm passes through the place where the soil rain breaks, and he faithfully avoids it. Nevertheless, the onslaught produced by the arms over thirty is not easily avoided, and it is a divine business with Wilhelm's superhuman reflex nerves.

"Well, it's enough to be surprised. - Are you ready to be slashed?

Turning to the tip of the blade, Wilhelm intimidates in a low voice.

The chill ran through his spine to Subaru, who was not directly pointed at the blade, for the freezing slaughter put in there. Regardless, Petergius, who was the feather directly exposed to the intention to kill, would not have felt more alive.

In fact, Petergius wandered off as if he had regained his sense of reality from an attitude that until then had lost sight of the boundaries of reality,

"Wait, wait, Death. This should be the situation, this development, this predicament, to the eagle, there is no way to visit Death! The eagle was diligent! The eagle refuses to be lazy, to reward love! To love! To love! He was more devout and diligent than anyone else as a faithful who rewarded him for his love! That eagle..."

"I will be loved because I did this. If I do this much, I will be loved. Your ears rot in the lightness of the love you speak of."

Cut off the ugly Petergius scream as if Wilhelm had overheard a paranoia to spit in the bottom of his heart. He burned a slight sword in his eyes, different from his intent to kill,

"Love is neither an imposition, a plea, nor a take. It's not love, it's solitude."

"- To you, what?"

Ignore the petergius you say, and scratch the dirt with a big wave just because Wilhelm says it's the last. Let Petergius bathe in the pouring rain. but Petergius carved the raving laughter of the synagogue in its dark rain,

"Then how about this Death!!

Screaming, Petergius reaches out his hands this way.

As I echo that arm, the 'invisible hand', which has stretched out to slip through the earth, holds up the bodies of the knights who were lying down and suffering from mental contamination.

Both of them are survivors of crusaders dressed in equipment similar to that of Wilhelm, a comrade bound by a hard bond with Wilhelm - he laid eyes on it.

Let his eyes shine in madness, and Petergius opened his throat to applaud his deeds,

"Come on, now, Death! What kind of ugliness do you have with your friends, your coworkers, your men, your comrades, being held hostage?"

"- Don't look at the knight sweetly, the inferior species."

Leaving the whine behind, Wilhelm's body was ejected like a bullet.

Stepped feet determine the ground, and after blinking, even time is left for the old body to fly. With a flashing face, Petergius draws his demon hand out of the shadows with a slight judgment - but it's too late.

A blade protruding deeply penetrates his lower abdomen and protrudes from his back, and both proximally poking each other in the face exchange facial expressions.

One stunned with dismay, and one burned his eyes in too quiet anger,

"I hold the sword to protect it, and I spare no time for my life or anything at the time I become a knight. You should probably insult my people."

"Oh... here we go..."

Trembling hands are stretched out to their wounds, passing on swords and touching flowing blood to open their eyes. Then Petergius turned his bloody hand to Wilhelm's face, and neither did the old swordsman. The swordsmen, who had cut off many lives, knew that they no longer even had the power to do something.

"You are... ah... truly, sincerely, rightly, diligently..."

Like love, Peppe and Petergius' fingertips stroke Wilhelm's cheek.

The old swordsman slowly pulled the treasure sword's body out of his abdomen as he made him want it to be a madman. Blood spills out in large quantities and the weakening Petergius collapses from his knees.

"Do I need to make an error"

"- No need, Death. Oh, great feeling of loss of life. It bleeds out. The source of life flows out. So far, the hard-working things that have supported the eagle's body have been lost, gone, gone, gone."

Falling into a landslide, Petergius is delighted to see how much blood dyes the ground. Delightfully and joyfully, I shook my lips delightfully, my eyes were out of focus and eventually the light went out.

Seeing it, Subaru breathes "ha". It even seemed that the flesh had forgotten to be able to move before the battle to completely forget to even breathe.

"Oh, it's over...?

"I stopped breathing. Things around you, apparently."

In response to Subaru's inquiry of fear, Wilhelm answers the sword's full body in small measure.

If you look around at his words, I see how the people who had suffered from mental contamination until earlier were also calm, and the wounds did not appear to have left the dead of something.

The face that was last treated as a hostage is barely, but life remains.

Apparently, this was the time, really, to ease things up.

"Come on, what was that about, this guy?"

Step on the spot and untie the legs that had been stiffened and cut off, make sure you are wise to say it, and then point your foot toward Wilhelm.

The front of the standing old swordsman, the fallen and lying Petergius II, is completely silent, and it only seems to be the corpse of a completely unrelated woman if she sees herself only in that death.

But realistically, this woman was Petergius until earlier.

The power of 'invisible hands' on that madness. They cannot have been illusory or anything, and we must force ourselves to draw a satisfactory conclusion on the phenomenon that has taken place.

"Like a white whale, were there more than one 'lazy'? That would convince me that I've been messing around the world..."

"I've never even heard of the Bishop of the Great Crimes, who has multiple identical Grand Crimes, etc. … are the ones whose reality is opaque. You can't be sure it's impossible."

Wilhelm also slightly lowers the tone of his voice by letting the white whale out to engage.

In fact, if the current reasoning is true, it is also a liberal matter. I can't even look at the multiple beings like Petergius, just thinking about the possibility of being there, etc.

"Worst of all, it also means this woman is not the main body... I want to see a white whale, no way there's another main body? I don't even know if he's coming out this time. Let's deal with it."

"I'm worried about other aspects of exploring the woods. Thanks to the presence of Lord Subaru here, we were able to deal with invisible arms, but nothing over there"

"-! Right! Then it sucks, we have to get back and rendezvous right away!

There are two groups of witchcraft remnants left in the woods. I don't want to think of either of them as having another Petergius, etc., but the possibilities are undeniable.

Subaru looks back to get Patrash's reins in his immediate vicinity in an attempt to take them back immediately. But...

"Anyway, back on the line...... Patrash?

Subaru stretching his arm to jump on, but Patrash doesn't accept it. On the contrary, the ground dragon had faintly lowered his head, and he was groaning furiously and staring at Subaru.

That attitude is as if you are looking at a hostile existence -.

"No way...... possession......!?

At the thought of that possibility, Subaru leaps away with his arms full of war.

Assuming that's true, Petergius could even take over the different beings of a species called Patrash -

"Mr. Wilhelm! Shit, that bastard, to Patrash..."

"Bu."

Otherwise, there was a bloody odor that turned back on his reflecting face.

"What?"

Suddenly, he bathes it raw and warm in his face, and Subaru blinks with his pompous mouth open.

In front of me, I don't see the old swordsman who was supposed to have stood ahead of me looking back. No, there's nothing there, but it's not the way Subaru knows it.

Ten centimeters would have been higher than Subaru. Long, forged Wilhelm flesh. Above that wide shoulder-width, no neck exists.

He was exposed to a dirty cross section that was threaded off, and he could see a stretching black jaw dancing across his blood-spraying torso.

"Huh... heh... invisible, hands...?

Look sharply at the front.

In front of me, there is a patrash who saw it taken over by Petergius.

Its neck was still brutally chopped a thousand times in front of Subaru, making a heavy noise and abandoning it. A giant body falls onto the spot and a non-minor tremor transmits the soles of his feet.

At the same time Wilhelm's torso was overthrown behind him, before and after Subaru, and the lives of his dependable companions, who were now sharing the victory to the brink, were lost.

"Kon...... Huh? What, but... Huh?

Thoughts stain completely bland, thoughts don't come together at all.

Looking back, looking down at the fallen Wilhelm. Nowhere from the neck to the top. There is no way to stop the blood momentum that spills out, and there is no other way to watch red dye the earth.

If you noticed, you were pulling a treasure sword out of Wilhelm's body.

Extend it with your arms full and align the tip to your throat.

He struggled, managed to set his aim, and Subaru tilted his neck.

"What... happened... is... Death?

I don't know anything.

Without knowing anything, I draw my outstretched arms thoughtfully.

A hot sensation runs through your throat and forces out of your whole body.

I don't know anything. I don't understand. There was just one thing I could figure out.

- Oh, he said he was dead.