Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- Subaru felt the twitching, unpleasant sweat conveying his forehead.

How many times will it already be for one person to go on through the forest of darkness? When you were being chased by a juggernaut or if you're going to count the dusk chase with Lem, it's close to what you're used to for Subaru to have dirt rushing around the peeling mountains.

Nevertheless, things are always pressing when doing it, and there can be no such thing as remembering going down the beast path with a calm mind. Of course the feeling of stepping on grass in a new day to memory sucks, and that still doesn't change anything with the same purpose.

No, now that there is growing hatred for the person to meet, it may be said that the mood is leaning even worse than the previous one.

Breathe in, exhale, Subaru tries to control his own beat that sooners, and is disgusted with the malice he waits for the cold of the sweat that floats.

I want to calm my mind. I want to be the bearer of a steel heart.

I want to have a strong, hard, straight spirit that won't be afraid of any malice without being shaken by any passion.

If that's possible, if so, I'm sure Subaru could have done better at all things without hurting all sorts of people.

How can I stand here when I am weak, brittle, and helpless? Why, is it me?

Weakness tries to frustrate Subaru's mind. In response to the calamity awaiting, the trembling knee is trying to hold even the flesh.

Even if it's not me, I feel that way. However,

"I said," You told me. "

Now Subaru just stands in support of that word alone.

My face looks forward, inspiring my knees that are about to tremble, scolding my heart that is about to frustrate me.

If you wipe the sweat and bite the root of the teeth that are about to ring, the destination is already current.

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The shadow surrounding Subaru bows his head respectfully here. Previously Subaru was strongly disgusted with being treated as such an eye-catching being.

But not now. To the respect from those abominable beings, I now fucking laugh. - I thought you guys made me do that.

"This is actually the ninth time I've said this in this forest, but pull it in. Go back to your nest for a while and don't show your face. I have an important story ahead of me," Laziness. "

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Waving his arms, the black outfits melt into the darkness in Subaru's words of some blown out look. As always, they were inexperienced.

Compared to Petergius, whose face is cracked, it may be said that they are more creepy beings who fall in threat but are instead unidentified.

Leaving such an emotion behind, we take the path made by the vanished black outfits from the front.

If you jump over the slippery moss, step over the roots of the oozing trees, and open your sight to the fudge, it's the cliffs that stand in the way of the high, cut cliffs that extend in front of you.

And on its front, there is a malice to welcome this one.

"I've been waiting for you, Death, beloved believer."

There is Petergius who creates a welcoming attitude with his hands wide open and the colour of joy on his expression. This is also the third time I've heard face-to-face words I'm used to hearing. Unchanged, it conveys his true intentions, especially in the words.

"The eagle is in charge of 'Laziness', the archbishop of witchcraft, Petergius Romaneconti...... Death!

I know, and I almost threw up with exasperation, and Subaru was on the brink of jamming the name up.

Even though he had calmly and mysteriously decided to relate, Petergius' madness invades Subaru's nerves only with it, and he strokes it back so much that there is no more.

Exhaling, breathing, Subaru recognises the weight on his own shoulders. Doing so restored some calm and loosened the edge of his mouth to create a grin.

"You're welcome. Thank you. Dear Archbishop of the Great Crimes, it is an honor to greet you immediately... but I don't think I deserve that much."

"You will not be humbled, Death. The love from its body to its density. It's not something you can hide through, Death, it doesn't mean you're unconscious, does it? The love that holds you together is already comparable even to the Bishop of the Great Crimes, Death!

Waving his arm at Subaru's words, Petergius hot valves violently as he stepped on the ground.

Eyes lit with a frantic glow glistening, his tongue stretched and his literally licking gaze stroking Subaru from top to bottom.

"What I thought was already when I felt it. Death is still... aren't you, 'arrogant'?

"Even if they say that 'arrogance', I don't know a bit about it. Come on, can I talk to you about the details? Like about the Bishop of the Great Crimes... and then about the trials?

The word 'arrogance' pops up in the stream, and doubting Subaru for it is also an exchange that has happened several times in the loop so far. There Subaru pinches his mouth in the form of a ride, wondering if he can get the information on the 'trials' that Petergius has spoken of many times.

The trial, in other words, will probably be this raid plan itself. If that information is told, it is easy to take action, and assuming that hearing this makes Petergius furious - a little early, but only raises the werewolf smoke of battle.

against such Subaru's, rather prepared words,

"I don't mind. It's Death. It probably still takes time for the information on the blockade of the streets to spread, Mass. As well as the beginning of" Trial "- there's still time, Death."

"Heh... the blockade of the streets,"

Instead of being exasperated, Petergius moves toward Subaru with joyful clapping of hands, in a way that Petergius likes to reject, even in Subaru's cooperative manner.

Feeling his back wet with cold sweat at the madman's approach, Subaru tilted his neck without breaking his spare attitude.

"When it comes to blockade of the streets, even some smallworker?

"It's the 'Fog' Death. I was wondering if that would explain enough, Mass?

"I see. Enough."

Subaru also responds briefly to short answers.

And now the exchange alone convinced me that at least Petergius and the others had not yet put the information that the white whale had been destroyed in their ears.

The part where the white whale was witchcraft - in this case, I knew it was' bulimia '- was unknown when it came to collaboration was now revealed.

If you're assuming you've blocked the streets with fog - it's not the first time there's other witchcraft on the streets. As I let Emilia and the others escape, I could see that it was one measure to make them break through the streets.

"But seal off the streets with fog, and 'test' him out of the way? Don't do it the hard way, Mr. Petergius."

"Trials are sacred and inviolable, Death! Whatever your predicament, you don't have to come in array of ordeals to be dishonest about love, Death! Yes! To love! To love directed at you! To the love given! We must respond, Death!!

"Oh, Yabe, I switched it on"

He switched on Petergius' 'love' in an inadvertent way.

This voice has not reached Petergius, who turns his back, turns up, peels off his eyes and growls. He stretched his arms to heaven in a heartbreak, spilling a glimmer of tears in his madness, as if something that he could not see there existed.

"It's all about love, death martyring on love! To the silver half demon whose very existence will not reach, the sinfulness of carrying it! Let's see if we can walk! I really need to see if I deserve it, Death! Whether it is something that is not lazy, but diligent! Get on that path! The eagle, with this hand, with this body, with this love - DEATH!!

"Deserve or try...?

"Yes! Trials are for that matter, Death! Therefore it must be tried, it must be tried! Take in the witch factor and see if you deserve the vessel -!"

Exploring the nostalgia, what Petergius takes out is a black fitted book.

A madman who turns his fingers on it thanks to love and touches it to caress it word for word, filled with surprises and letters.

"The role of eagles in the gospel, a sign of love that must be exchanged! If you are 'arrogant'! You can understand this expensive thought of eagles, Death! That's the first time in four hundred years that our Bishop of the Great Crimes has aligned himself at once, from Death!

"Wait! The witch factor and 'arrogance' still make sense..."

"Give me the gospel! Seeking to present the gospel, Mass! I want the love you gave me to burn in the eyes of this eagle, Death! Death, Death Death Death Death Death!!

Petergius comes stuffed and faces in a breathtaking position. The stinking breath arrives here, feeling the stretched tongue about to reach the tip of his nose, and Subaru flies back small out of a slight aversion.

Petergius followed that Subaru reaction with his gaze and created a distorted posture with his neck tilted ninety degrees.

"Of the gospel, present -"

In a quiet voice, with maddening eyes, he hears you tell him so, and Subaru decides that it will be this far.

There are countless things that I still want to hear, and it is difficult to say that what I have been able to hear has also gained guidelines. But I can't do any more on this scene right now. So,

"Oh, wait."

I'll put my hand in my pocket and meet Petergius's demands.

I'm not taking out the gospel, but I need an answer to the lunatic who asks me to give him something that reveals his affiliation, indicating who Subaru is exactly.

"This is - my answer!

Screaming, shaking the pulled arm straight up - soon afterwards, the light of the shining demon ore emits enough white light to be confirmed from anywhere in the forest.

It burns his eyes. With his arms around it, Petergius would have immediately decided, however, that Subaru was the enemy.

"While I'm in love with that... what disrespect -!!"

Petergius, whose shadow explodes and stretches out, staring Subaru in angry shape, is a killer demon like stretched pitch black.

A demon hand approaching with Subaru's neck upright, Subaru lowered himself as he slid through its fingertips in a leap.

"Mr. Wilhelm! Twins!!"

Flying out of the woods to Subaru's call are Mimi and Tibby, who were following from behind Subaru by erasing the signs.

Sister and brother kick a tree at the same time and dance through the universe, whirling and spinning, they jump over Petergius' short body to the front of the cliff - opening their mouths and roaring.

"Wa-!"

"Ha-!!"

Resonant waves turn the earth and rock walls swallowed by waves of vibration make fierce noises and collapse. The second burial of life was also a good success, and Petergius blinks at its too much destruction. And from behind that gap,

"Turn your back on the enemy, etc. -!"

Wilhelm rushes through in a low position, like crawling through the ground.

Petergius looks back at the speed of the old swordsman as if it had become windy - but too slow.

The shadowed blade is shaken up and down much faster than the shadowy sword ghost hanging and pointing its palm at it.

The slaughter makes a dull noise, slashing Petergius' right arm, which was stretched, halfway between his arms. As time froze on the brightness of the wound, just that much motionless blade flashed and flicked the white blade - and yet, the belly of the sword struck the back of Petergius' head.

"- Damn!"

Petergius' eyes instantly lost focus on the sharp blow and collapsed off his knees without even being able to resist the spot. and at the same time a large amount of blood erupts from the cut off right arm wound.

Seeing the earth stained with pearls for the most part, Subaru then rushes to Petergius. Remove the hand wipe from the nostrils and try to treat the hemostasis if it doesn't come true if the fallen madman loses blood.

"Lord Subaru! It's still dangerous."

"Was it dangerous... ugh!?

With Wilhelm stopping that Subaru in a sharp voice and looking back at what he was going to say, Subaru marvels at Petergius, who wakes himself up to jump in front of him.

The madman rocked its upper body wide, still with his white eyes peeled off, spilling bubbles from the edge of his mouth, yet turning his neck,

"The eagle's reaction from his fingertips interrupted... what did you do, Death?!

Spilling deadly bleeding, but Petergius shrinks his own life-class. Unconscious of it, he plays madness with his bloody tongue out.

I guess I suffered the disappearance of consciousness with enough pain to bite off my tongue. It's probably a possible means because it's spirituality that doesn't hurt itself, but it's very bad at the moment.

"Mr. Wilhelm! If you die, you'll faint me and tie me up!

"I won't kill you and I'll stop you - I'm not very good at it, thank you!

A corresponding sword ghost rocks his body up and down and flies forward with an incredible behavior.

Petergius turns his still unfocused face toward Wilhelm and stretches the swollen demon hand of the shadow toward the old swordsman. But...

"Disturbed... because it's damaging my head!

The number of stretched arms increases successively, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, but the movement toward Wilhelm at the heart is not dominant. Shaking, trembling and wavering reckless behavior arises there, unable to catch up to Wilhelm, who runs like the wind without the will to avoid it.

And more importantly, Wilhelm's step of illusion does not allow it.

"Seriously!?

The figure of Wilhelm shaking himself up and down is faintly rash, and the figure of the old swordsman prevails at the same time up and down in the next moment. One crack kicks the ground and out of the sky, the other crack lowers itself and goes mowing underfoot. Split body moves - a servant Petergius also bubbles for its departure,

"In the minute of pitiful fools who neither love nor know -!"

"I don't know about your love. I love this woman so much that I can't help it!"

A sword that exceeded it was slammed, and Petergius waved an invisible hand with a pale face. It catches up without a hesitation to either the statue of Wilhelm, which splits up and down, whether anger outweighed the damage, tangling its old body at its fingertips and ripping it apart or going wild.

"Here you go - Death!

"I'm afraid so."

But that smile of Petergius' synagogue turned, and the statue disappeared beyond the fingertips he grabbed.

Up and down, Wilhelm's figure, which should have been attacking from both sides, disappeared - and the statue of an old swordsman running straight through the ground, neither up nor down, tied the statue, in front of the madman.

"Fool, dude......!

"Killing and swordsmanship and the application of foot judgment - did you indulge in the sword strike technique, Nah!

The belly of the sword twisting itself and raising it hits the left head of Petergius directly.

The bursting sound of steel striking meat echoes, and blood erupts from the cracked forehead only between moments. But with that blow and still unconscious, Petergius moved his neck and left to taste the cold feel of the blade on his left cheek.

"The sword, that's right... you are sincere, like a diligent person Death... BE!?

"I'm sorry."

Petergius tried to stretch his tongue to a blade that remained on his cheek. The sheath of Wilhelm's treasure sword, removed from his waist, had struck out the opposite of that face.

"With a loan from the Lord. - With the saliva of the inferior species, I can't even think of getting it dirty and returning it."

"So, so... desu... ugh"

He waves his hands and makes a mild noise of the treasure sword into his sheath. And shortly after putting him back on his hips with a flowing trick, Wilhelm smiled thinly at this one watching him flashly and broke his hips.

"As you instructed, Bishop of the Great Crimes - I will keep you alive"

As soon as the old swordsman turned to the old gentleman, the unconscious madman fell to the ground this time.

"You're not conscious anymore, are you? Are you sure? No, I have to get first aid early because I'm in trouble if I die."

"Don't think I'm freaking out, Oh-ho. I don't care if he dies in a basket like this."

"It should have been explained to you that when you die, it's a hassle, sister. In the meantime, I only tried to stop the bleeding."

Mimi laughs around Petergius, who falls and doesn't move, pointing at the surprise Subaru and it. Leaving them useless like that, Tekipaki and Tibby wrapped cloth around Petergius's arm and handled blocking the injured area.

Meanwhile, Wilhelm was looking around at the collapsed cave, and the returning old swordsman nodded eagle at Subaru urging the results with his eyes,

"From what I've seen, it's completely buried. I don't even think of it as a cave with a separate exit, so you may think the witch inside is devastated."

"Oh well.... I guess it's not a good report for you to gut pose."

"Why?

Even though it is hostile, it is a situation involving the life and death of a person.

So much so that we can welcome it with our hands up, that Subaru has not yet been stained with common sense in other worlds. The point seemed strange, and Mimi followed that adorable face with a terrible outlook on death.

"If you're upset about taking out your enemies, you don't have a kiri. The enemy will be defeated, everyone will suck. I'll take the money, I'll take it. I think that's better than thinking about upsetting."

"I hope it's simple...... no, I guess I'm just talking about being too sweet. I'm not going to argue about that. than that......"

Sending his gaze toward the woods, Subaru thinks of other faces who should have taken action with the signal. More than almost following the last stream, the ambush should be successful for every group.

However, this time there are two more Azitos to raid than last time. In addition, several people were asked to head to the village, so the strength of the various regions is down for that matter.

Turning the recard to a different arrangement than this one, I thought it was a struggle last time and I was distressed not to reduce the power of the group, so I don't think there has been a mistake.

"Besides, Petergius at heart is holding it down this way."

I lose my blood and repeat Petergius with my feet repeatedly breathing shallow.

A sloppy and powerless body is weak combined with thinness, a wind that seems to pass even when it comes to the sick without the madness of consciousness. The black coat is now slightly wet with its own blood, and its appearance is increasingly close to that of the dead.

"So what will this man do? Do you want to stand guard and leave me?

"That's tight, too. It doesn't necessarily mean you won't wake up and get out of it with an 'invisible hand', or you might not be able to deal with it when you get it off hand.... we'll have to take him around now."

"'Invisible Hands' …? It's also wild to mention the magic of witchcraft, but magic and spirituality are different ways of doing things."

"The curse, the vibe's different over there, too. In the light of my common sense, psychic powers are closer. I can't see my hands, I can't say it's like a subspecies of psychokinesis."

According to the intent of the operator, an invisible hand exchanges it.

That's exactly where psychokinesis seems to apply if it applies to the contemporary knowledge of the original world. At the point where it also looks Subaru, I guess the big deal is different again.

"Whatever, I don't have any help to prevent it. Tie your hands together and it won't work for 'Invisible Hands'. No, wizards and all that restraint. How do you do that?

"If the other person is a wizard, you just have to block your mouth so they don't chant. When the Spiritualist is the opponent, it's difficult because the Spirit itself can handle mana."

"Become a navel. Sure enough, Pac's not the type to make fun of Emilia when you hear she's been caught."

After I saw that true figure, my perception of that gray-haired kitten is a lot different.

Whatever the usual behavior of Puck, his mood is all tilted towards Emilia. Even if it is in the aforementioned state, there are also fabrications such as spraying other than Emilia.

I wasn't sure I could keep quiet with him long idle and exchange words with him again or Subaru now. I don't want to think so.

"And what are you doing while we're soaking up, little one?"

"It's Tibby, not the little one. Yeah, just a little checking on my belongings."

The mess and Tibby wandering over Petergius's nostalgia after the treatment.

The nostalgia of the black coat seems to be as broad as thoughts, and Tibby, who explores, one after the other, puts out what was being inflicted on the inside,

"Ragmite ore for mobile food. Whoa, you have your wallet, too."

"That's a surprisingly small civic and surprising item section. I mean, you're not behaving well. How can you be a mercenary?"

"I'm proud to say I'm intelligent in the regiment, but I'm also a mercenary at my root. About as much as getting a loot from a loser...... what is this?

It is the black fitted book that Tibby, leaning his neck, held in his hand as he spoke of this slaughtered sense of reality again. Besides, Subaru looked familiar, and accidentally leaked his voice, "Ah,"

"The gospel, that's what Lord Pete called it."

"-! Is this the gospel! Wow, I touched it!

Tibby reacted instantly to Subaru's words.

He lets go, as he even felt heat in the gospel he had in his hand, and throws it on the ground, sanding it away. That looks exactly like a rushing kitten.

"Take care of the book... it snaps lightly as one book lover. It's just Lanobe."

While recalling the numerous stories he was reading and fishing for, Subaru picks up the fallen book and dusts it off. but to Subaru like that. Tibby shook his neck sideways in small pieces,

"Shh, I think you should let it go right away. Because the gospel reaches the witch, it's like a sign of acceptance. If you touch it, you could go crazy!?

"But I don't think my mental damage tolerance has increased in the last few days enough to drive me crazy with one of my books.... I can't read the contents."

I'll take a look at the parallax and the contents, but it's a mysterious language that can't be subaru's studying (a) or (b) or (c) characters from the characters written.

It doesn't even look too masterful in plain name style, but it would be difficult to grasp the content because it is too masterful to read. Whatever.

"Do you want to collect it for once? If I can't read it, it doesn't mean I can't read it to anyone."

It belongs to the Bishop of the Great Crimes. In a moment, I may get a clue from this Gospel and from them as to its reality.

I have such expectations and possession, but Tibby's gaze at this one still can't hide how he was afraid.

"You don't have to freak out like that. In the first place, instead of freaking out about the book, you were eager to explore his nostalgia."

"I'm afraid of the latter if it's a book that could curse with a cursed person. If I had you and me, I wouldn't have defeated another cursed person."

"Oh, that's it -! Mimi and Tibby will be fine!

My sister is still not involved in the content of the story and agrees with my brother's words with attitude.

While even smiling at such an exchange, Subaru looked down at Petergius lying on the ground, holding the Gospel.

"So, did you have any other diminutive belongings? If there's a map or something, maybe there's a rendezvous point for my men or, if we're lucky, a witchcraft rally."

"I don't see any of those belongings. With the exception of the gospel, it just seems to come out dressed."

light outfit, in the sense that Petergius' outfit was certainly a matter of concern. but there's no way I can find an answer where I twisted my neck.

any further harvest is deemed undesirable here, Subaru looks back at the

"In the meantime, watch if you don't wake up in disappointing custody. Each time you wake up, it feels like a blow in and get you passed out. It's a haunted place, Mr. Wilhelm, but can I ask for it?

"I'm also called a sword ghost. Let's take care of it. After this, is it evacuation?"

Subaru nodded and affirmed that he would "do so," as Wilhelm tied Petergius up with rope and inquired with his short body in his shoulder,

"Regardless of the witchcraft sweep, the evacuation of Emilia Tans is a priority. Feel like I'm gonna decide what to do with this guy after I keep everyone away from 'laziness'"

"Drop it from the Great Falls to the outside world while taking away your consciousness. Or they'll be trapped in a sealed stone just like the witches they worship."

"I'd like to hear more about it, but I'll be behind you. It's good to have as many plans as you can choose."

Turn the fine stuffing later on about the treatment of Petergius.

The possibility of being able to escape and the possibility of self-harm are crushed by Wilhelm, who glances at me. And then we can go through other faction raids, and we can get the stuffing wrong.

"Accidental. So, finally, in a while... do you want to go see my goddess"

In a sense, it requires even more tension than relative to Petergius.

With their hearts heated by such determination, Subaru and his men proceeded to the village to rendezvous.

Through the trees, joining the road along the street, Patrash and the others who kept him waiting welcomed the Subaru.

There was only one group left at the time of Subaru's arrival, as they were supposed to join us in the village aboard the Ground Dragons they had left here in turn from the team that succeeded in the raid.

Although there is some anxiety, when you realize that the rest of the team was Ricard's team, including Rigger, your concerns are also dispelled.

"In the meantime, I think Yama's over it. Your last revenge was also achieved. You can compliment me, Patrash."

The last time he reached the end of being screwed off his thick neck, when Subaru told Patrash he didn't know about it graciously, Grounddragon rubbed his nose tip at the behest of his rider.

"Whoa, what a surprise. You're cute too... Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!

Patrash still persists in rubbing his body against Subaru, which is pushed to the ground by momentum. As a result, Natsuki Subaru is rolled over and over again without the art of exchanging the ground, making a whole lot of run-down dirt.

Stand up to grudge and stare at Patrash, but the noble Land Dragon knows the thin, dirty rider in front of him.

"I thought my heart made sense some days, but what a treat. Remember that, lizard! Sooner or later, I'm gonna ride you over and make you say hee hee hee!

"I've been meaning to say a few times for a while now that the dragon on Lord Subaru is a female."

"You, you were a female!?

Subaru stunned by the unexpected gender exposure of his comrades.

When that happens, another meaning is likely to be created for the skinship up to now. I also wonder if the anthropomorphic expansion is waiting ahead of us if the Lanobe deployment...

"My heroine's already blocked my hands, so I can't! I'm glad to hear how you feel, but even if you're anthropomorphized, you can take it...... blah!

The swing on the tail of the lateral beating went into the flank in a good way, his breath clogged and Subaru was stuffy. Patrash looking down with his cold eyes unchanged. Hi, they only have dear parameters between Subaru and her.

"Here, keep it up...... Regards"

That's fine, when Patrash, who said so, bows his back and puts the fluttering Subaru on his back in good shape, we all head toward the village.

Along the way, there is a scene that makes Petergius, who is about to wake up, faint again with a blow that Wilhelm will want to turn away from as well, while doing so -,

"I see the village."

"- Apparently, something else has already arrived."

As the village landscape begins to glimpse in the distance, Wilhelm reports that to Subaru as he narrows his eyes. As always, Subaru only sees blurry and village shapes no matter how much he stares, but how different his body is made.

Either way, Subaru strokes down his shoulder howling when he hears that his companion, who was taking the grounddragons who were keeping him waiting, is arriving safely.

There's no need to worry that Petergius is ahead of the village this time, and his figure is holding him back. If we can evacuate Emilia and the others safely from the village, we will face witchcraft without the worry of hindsight...

"... what, signs of rubbing"

"Eh, lie. Why? You did well this time, didn't you?

but Wilhelm floats something sinister on his face to leave such a subaru relief behind. I didn't even think he'd tell a pointless lie here, and Subaru rushed Patrash into the village grounds all at once.

And Subaru saw on the spot that

"Stay down, I beg you. - My name is Julius Euclius. One Kingsguard Knight, belonging to the Kingsguard Knights of the Wang capital Lugnica!

It was a beautiful sturdy - Julius' figure - who kneels down, takes the gaze of the villagers and pedestrians surrounding him, and raises his name so softly.