Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

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Wrinkled on his nose, Garfield stopped that foot at the discomfort that arose.

Running through the earth like a kick, suddenly stopping the body that was windy. Stick your right foot into soft soil like a pile, raise the earthen smoke and a lowly garfiel turns around your neck.

His figure of sniffing his nose and sniffing the air was in the woods surrounding the 'sanctuary' settlement. I was searching for a crown that I didn't see in my living area, and I was on my way through the junction.

I look around at all the places I already have in mind, moving my legs so far that I don't know how many rounds I've gone back and forth, looking for a small body I'm used to seeing.

Fast heartbeat is caused by a sense of impatience that starts with an unpleasant feeling.

For me, I feel a very inconvenient situation unfolding. The rest of us took advantage of the breadth in the Sanctuary, and even the crown acted unusually - without consulting ourselves, until we made a decision.

"What the fuck is going on?"

Scratch the short blonde hair and Garfiel glances at the white wound on his forehead with his finger.

When confused, when confused, when the mind was about to lose sight of tranquillity, it was Garfiel's habit to touch that wound, like a cut to stabilize the spirit.

By looking at the wound with your finger, I can remember when I suffered this wound. You get this wound of things all your life, and remember when you were the stupidest, so you can get back to calm.

Many humans who know a person named Garfiel often acclaim him as a short-handed, crude character bearer. It involves a variety of factors, such as his usual behavior, attitude, and appearance, but in fact it is an error.

A person named Garfield Tinzel is now surprisingly calm and strong, imposing on himself to constantly rotate his head.

That's also because Garfiel knew that his beliefs - his arms weren't enough to see it through, where it was going, and he was even in pain.

What do I know and do to fulfill my wishes? He has no spare time in thinking about such things, and strong beliefs are also what has been cultivated that way.

But...

"'Cause... how come this guy always moves around on his own... ugh"

Repentantly, bitterly, Garfiel roars as he strips out his sharp dog teeth.

As I put it, the situation continued with what took his thoughts off. Strong beliefs lead to conclusions, but Garfield is therefore extremely vulnerable to flexible ideas.

As a stance in The Sanctuary, his answer is always one.

Even if the process to get to that answer branched countless times, I would never give in just there. That's why he intends to have been as attentive to the process as he can think of.

However, it does not include such leaps as crown arbitrariness or the status quo of the remainder.

Sad, but he wasn't a man who wouldn't stop thinking, but he wasn't superior to experience, or smarter than people to jump through. It's just desperate and diligent. That's all.

"- Huh"

Sum, his nose sounded strong, and Garfield narrowed the pupils of those golden eyes.

I sniffed it, the hair on my back reversed to the certainty, and when I gently bent my knee, I jumped - resuming my behavior. Using the branches of the trees as scaffolding, they fly higher, faster, and endlessly through the green, chasing them to the traces they sniffed.

"Come on... what are you talking about, aah!?

He bites his teeth and growls in a voice of frustration.

A fury dwelt in Garfiel's eyes, with a voice close to that of the cat family beast fierce.

What his nose sniffed was the smell of too many creatures. The smell of sweat, the smell of grass and soil being trampled on, the irritating smell leaking out of the anxious human body, the smell, the smell, the smell -.

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It's totally, in large numbers, the smell of humans moving.

The number doesn't go down to ten, it smells so massive that it's close to fifty. That's all in the 'sanctuary' today and there's only one population that could travel at this time.

- I've been evacuated from the village just next to Roswar's mansion, the evacuees.

The people who have evacuated to stay away from danger. I accepted that and did it. Forget the grace, what do you mean to take action at this time?

"Ah bastard...... just kidding. Ye...... heh!

What floats behind Garfiel's brain is a boy who doesn't like short brunette asexuality.

Contrary to the sharpness of the eye, a prominent figure with a naughty and light attitude. Yet sometimes, he is also a man with a clear eye as if he had seen this one through.

It was as if, looking somewhere that wasn't here, Garfiel seemed to be looking at another man he didn't like, and he couldn't help but have a bug spit running.

Well, I'm pretty sure the guy who didn't even like it woke this up.

It is clear that the sudden actions of the evacuees were caused by the instigation of that man. The displaced persons placed great trust in the boy somehow.

A man who has no power, finds no special abilities, and seems to master only his mouth. For Garfield, he's the most abominable, weak, foolish, unselfish creature in the world.

I still can't help but think early on that Garfield should have been putting his hands down himself.

Even though there were many opportunities for it, he was so full of gaps, only awesome in his habits, his readiness for painful problems, that he clung his hands.

The price for a tour is what I am in.

He has lost sight of his family, the crown, which should take precedence over anything else, and has been left to the liking of those who threaten the peace of the 'sanctuary'. Whatever you put down, you can't let the refugees out of the line.

A few days ago, things would have changed.

"That bastard knew Baba was normal."

There is a sleeping crystal of a girl named Louise Mayer, which Garfiel called an experimental site, and where Louise called it among her original ancestors, was the foundation of Louise, Garfiel's family.

To be honest, Garfield is not particularly interested in that crystal.

The girl who sleeps in the crystal is two melons in her family, but if the contents are different, that's completely different. If Gawa is the only one with the same and different contents, then that is the only way there are more than twenty people in the crown who just grasp Garfiel.

It's impossible to have as much affection and obsession with each of those as it is with the crown for Garfiel, and I don't think Garfiel would even try to hold them.

Garfield has the authority to give free orders to a replica with the same face as his grandmother.

And Garfield hasn't shunned the use of that authority. Still trying not to use command is due to Garfield's own temperament.

Don't like to hang out with others or do things in a way that commands someone else. Remembering unspoken frustration with beings who obey their instructions like promises and dolls.

That's the only emotion Garfiel has for a crystal girl.

There is no further emotional convergence. In the first place, Garfield doesn't consider herself a deep nostalgia or a broad-handed being.

There are few things to be shared from the beginning. Two arms, two legs, one body.

There are only a few things I can offer, and I also need to squeeze the person I'm offering.

Then Garfiel only gives it to a limited number of people he thinks he prefers.

"So if you think I'm going to warm you up, it's a complete mistake, a blue-smelling mistake, and it's him, right?

Kick the trunk of the tree hard and jump over the height of the forest.

Carrying his knees in, Garfiel's body circling in the air as he twirls lands with the kind of pressure that winds up the falling leaves. The ground fell into the shape of the back of his shoe, and the hissing of the ground dragon ran through the gaps in the trees.

Flowing the impact of the landing to the ground, Garfield slowly stretches his spine.

Wrinkles on the nose are for anger, not to rely on smell. Ringing a neck bone, biting a sharp tooth, staring at the front with his eyes up in anger.

In front of Garfield, two dragon cars line up vertically.

The ground dragon who was pulling the body of the vehicle was surprised by the presence of the murdering Garfiel, and he could not help but speak out in an excited state.

The man is also familiar to Garfield,

"If you think of someone, you're a little brother. Ha! It's obvious, but that bastard gave me a head start."

"I know exactly what I'm being evaluated for."

Otto is grinning bitterly at Garfiel, who sticks his hand in his trouser pocket, the person on your stand - the hard-won person with his grey hair half-stretched.

He cleverly manipulated the reins, breathing brilliantly through the dragons of the earth, who were barely breathing.

"Hehe, isn't that a big deal? If I really threatened you, it wouldn't be weird if the frightened dragon ran away and couldn't pick it up."

"You tried so hard to convince me not to. Besides, I told you you'd be here in advance."

"Ahhh?"

Garfiel's ears tremble picklessly at Otto's remarks not to be overheard.

Unconsciously stretching his fingertips to the wound on his forehead, Garfield stepped forward to question the sincerity of Otto's remarks now.

"Well, what does that mean? Mei Ye and the others fled this place in a noise, and I found them and they stopped them. That's right."

"Yeah, right. It is a stone to us merchants to take advantage of sudden troubles and try to harm our best interests. They promised me a lot of rewards and I was going to get it done safely..."

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Otto takes action covering his face with his palms saying he was crushed by the prospectus. But Garfield is puzzled by the fact that he sees something that he can afford somewhere, both in his words and in his tricks.

It's not the same attitude that keepsakes were crushed. On the contrary, isn't his attitude now entirely Roswar's attitude itself, when he rolls his opponent with his own palm?

"That face and attitude... you look like the bastard I hate the most in the world."

"That's another lot of evaluation...... for your information, may I ask who you are? Because I want to keep it in mind in building a good relationship with you in the future."

"Ha! With me? You're not laughing, you're out. - The bastards I hate the most will still be taken care of in such fine rooms as the Sanctuary."

"I see. That would be tough if the person you think of was intoxicated by your lover until then. My heart, I guess."

"You can do that extra mouth, you can block it with force, Ola"

Garfiel tongues in frustration at Otto for his thoughts on the ram.

In fact, Garfield can force and flip this situation. The mass exodus of the refugees has ended in failure at the time of exposure to Garfield.

I'm not letting them out. But I also believe that at least there is no need to do harm unless we are forced to go outside.

Now anyway, it's important to put this place away early and get back to the 'sanctuary'.

It is only the maintenance of the 'sanctuary' that Garfield must take precedence, because this is nothing more than an extra problem.

"The escape plan fails with this. If you have that bastard, let him face it. I don't know, if I had to apologize for imitating it and let it hurt."

It doesn't suit me to have to clear up a little bit of the depression I've built up in my stomach.

In addition to that, Garfield needed to know what the boy - Natsuki Subaru - thought and imitated like this.

It was the other day that I barked out loud when I broke through the Trial and liberated the Sanctuary.

Even if it breaks my heart, it's too soon. Too gutless, if you ask me.

Once, re-tap the misconceptions around it...

"Well, unfortunately, it's unlikely to meet that request."

"Ah?

"Don't you notice? For you, you must look the same as the most hated person in the world, me now. So why don't you think of that hater as the face who's going to do what he's going to do?"

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Far and far away, I can't see the sincere part of Otto's statement.

But Garfiel decided it was something he shouldn't listen to. Above all, the man I hate for Garfield - making the same face as Roswar - means nothing more than that he's up to something and trying to roll someone else with his hands.

"... what are you up to, Oi?"

"Right. In the face you and I both know each other, is that a masterful one?

Saying with a face like something poisoned him, Otto rubs his nose with his fingers. Garfiel narrowed his eyes to the appearance, and now he noticed the discomfort.

The presence of two dragon cars, two ground dragons and Otto in front of us. - Yet there is no one to be in the dragon car table behind you.

No, not quite.

"Why didn't you just freak out the dragon and rock the dragon car while the guys inside showed you one of their faces?

"Well, why not?"

Otto shrugs and stuffs his shoulders, changing his complexion and not stopping Garfiel from approaching the dragon car. Garfield opened the door of the passenger car as he gently entered the body of the dragon car.

And I see the sight in it, chewing my teeth high.

- There's no one in there, is there?

"Damn it, I can see it...... duh. What the hell! Sure, my nose, I smell a lot of smell in the moving dragon car...!

Stepping into the passenger car, spitting, Garfiel interrupted the words along the way.

Clothes are scattered underfoot in the passenger car that stepped in. Multiple garments. Both men and women, adults and children, were thrown together. Seeing it, Garfiel misled his nose, distorting his cheek into too simple an M.O.

"Come on, kid trick me...... heh!

"By now, other dragon cars departing late should be trying to escape the 'sanctuary' from a different place from these dragon cars. I can't even make it to your feet."

"From somewhere else, huh? What are you talking about? It would have to be easy to escape this forest beast path without using this street! I'm lost on the way, and it's my nose that catches me. It's not like you don't know I can get out of the way."

"Well, I don't know much about how much you can do. Just."

Get out of the passenger car and Garfield and Otto face each other in front of the dragon car. to the word-cutting otto, Garfiel walked over with his chest burned by a sense of impatience,

"You don't know me either."

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"You must be the kind of race I don't see. He's the type of person who hates a race like me and Mr. Natsuki the most. So you haven't been paying attention to my actions, and you don't realize what I've done here."

"What are you talking about...?

"It's not like I've been walking around in the woods these past few days without meaning and spending all night with the dragons in the stables late at night. We've found a way out that doesn't rely on this street, and we've taught it well."

Otto with both hands up with a confident face.

To his words, Garfiel opened his mouth with his sharp eyes round.

Teaching in, to whom did you teach? Who manipulates other dragon cars? That doesn't connect the meaning of the word right now. Is that what you want to say in the stables, that you told the ground dragon and made him listen?

If that's the case,

"I knew you'd take that bastard with you..."

"That!? I'm a little less convinced with that way of being convinced, hey!?

When Garfiel turns his sympathetic gaze, Otto summons in a noisy voice. It's a familiar behavior, and every time I see it in The Sanctuary, Otto behaves like this.

The usual appearance is still unusual in this situation.

"In any case, let Mei go back inside first. Find them and pull them off, too."

"I let them scatter on all sides so they wouldn't. I can't catch you. Still, they also tell me to tell them this if you're about to run out to catch them. - The evacuees know nothing about the truth about the 'sanctuary' or about Mr. Lewes. So letting them get away won't do you any harm.... How about that?

"Isn't that a good thing to root for?"

The message is from Subaru and there is no difference.

That's why Garfield doesn't want the people inside out. Increasingly, the feeling of being tangled up in their thoughts inspires Garfiel's frustration, but you can say that the reason for chasing the refugees out of breath is certainly gone.

"If that's true, but no."

"That's suspicious. I'm telling you, we don't want to make relations worse with the people in the Sanctuary, including Natsuki. Instead, I want to choose liberation after maintaining friendship... and I thought it might be you who are interfering with the friendship between the two."

"... nothing, even I don't want to disturb you trying to get along. If that's what's going on in there."

"I'll hold you."

"That's the only thing I can't give you."

Otto looks frightened and Garfiel exhales heavily.

However, Garfield decides that although he showed a suspicious stance, the contents of the message will be true. The same is true of what I have deliberately advised you, but the reason Garfield doesn't want someone out of the 'sanctuary' - because if Subaru is attached to it, it makes sense that the refugees won't be allowed to have information that could be an obstacle to escape.

"It's just... Then... I don't know why I tried to get them out of the sanctuary until I skimped with these monkey plays. If it's because you can't do harm if you're inside, you can't trust the person you want to get along with."

"Assuming that's the case, I've heard a lot of people at the head of it who are likely to have a name. I had my doubts, too, but Natsuki said it was a reliable insurance policy. And what's the purpose of buying time?"

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Buying time, Garfield tightened his expression when he heard the statement.

Garfiel dampens his lips with his tongue about what the word time buying means in this case,

"What are you..."

"Insect repellent to leave men and women alone where they can't get in the way,"

With a tired face, but with an accomplished face somewhere Otto shakes his neck sideways.

Garfield objected to what he was kidding at first, but he changed his mind when he saw that face. Because that look didn't look like a lying face.

If so, the word is a fact. And the man and the woman, the only two people that it means are Natsuki Subaru and Emilia.

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Intuitively, Garfield realized that he must not let those two meet.

The blood of the beast instinctively perceives something, flowing within his body.

Faced up to be bounced, Garfield looked back in the direction of the settlement.

If we leave Subaru and Emilia in contact like this alone, that will result in the worst for Garfiel. Liberation of the 'sanctuary', that is what is exchanged -.

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There's no way I can, reason was appealing to Garfield.

I saw Emilia breaking my heart with this eye, beaten by the harshness of The Trial. Even more so than yesterday, the girl was losing her strength by losing some support.

What can a girl who has so shrugged her heart and bowed her knees to a nightmare stand up in a day or two?

But instinct still scolds Garfield that he should run to a halt.

"Past" to show "Trials". Even if we know it's a different past directly, what we have in common with the past that can be shown is the fact that for the challenger, we can rip open the lid of the most abominable memory.

Garfiel, ignorantly, stepped into the graveyard from himself, where he was shown the 'past'.

In retrospect of that time, blood draws from your whole body and you can't afford to have something empty plugged into your heart.

I've been strong and strong since then, and I've lived thinking about it all the time, betraying things I've decided on in my heart. To make it so, "Trial" is something that deeply and sharply determines the heart of what is challenging.

"Things have changed. I'll be right back in the Sanctuary. I need to find the two people who say that and change their minds immediately..."

"Do you think I missed that?

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Otto behind him stops Garfiel, who turned his foot toward the settlement.

But Garfield's response to that was harsh.

"- Ooh, guh."

"Sleep from Uruze. Not if you're already playing with me."

He packed the distance with one leg, and his stiffened fist was engulfing Otto's belly.

Otto's body floats in his fist, which avoids bones and is punched in to determine his gut, throwing his body spilling saliva to the ground.

I gave it a break. I put too much effort into just depriving you of consciousness, but you should be more of a gentleman in return for being so beautifully put in place.

tongue-in-cheek at the fallen otto, Garfiel gently scraped the ground on his soles,

- Where are you going, man?

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I was about to run out, and that leg stopped.

Garfiel looks back with a flashing face. There, Otto stands up.

Put your hand on your belly, spit it out as you cough, and still your consciousness is uninterrupted.

"Huh? I'm not going to kill you, but I hit you so hard I wouldn't let you pass out. I don't remember, Oi."

"Really...? So your imagination outweighed my endurance. Oh...... plain every day, you were worth working out.... The pedestrian has never been sturdy because his body is capital..."

To Otto, who laughs bitterly, Garfield firmly turns to him with a bad feeling.

Another blow, punch in and prune your consciousness.

Now you just need to get out of your mind and hit him in the head more than you just did. The chances of damage remaining increase, but consciousness should surely take away.

"Now it's more painful, eat up your teeth..."

"Still trying to get rid of me... that licking attitude is the cause of my defeat!

Otto shouted at Garfiel, who bowed forward and made a stepping stance.

He stares at Garfiel with his blood-running eyes and waves up his hand as he was sluggishly lowering.

At the next moment, the leaves of the blowing up tree cover Garfield's sight, creating a moment's gap.

"Hey, huh!?"

Something like that, Garfiel, who stiffens herself and stops moving.

And -,

"Eat -!!"

At the same time as Otto's screaming of tears, he broke through the curtain of the rambling leaves of the tree and something thrown at him emitted -.

- The red glow was swallowing Garfiel's body.