Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

In the room, I found nothing but a sleeping coffin for a white woman.

"Then this guy's asleep. This is... a trick to stop the bond, is it?

To the conclusion she came out circling the room, Emilia leans her neck with a troubled face.

There was no such thing as a plain lever or a demon ore you just had to break. I know that women's sleeping transparent demon ore is pale and bright and takes in mana.

At least, this is the only coffin that's working.

"I wonder who you really are... hey, maybe Echidna's mother or something"

I am reminded of the face of a witch who was expressing discomfort towards Emilia.

It is new to my memory that she, like the woman who sleeps in the coffin, wore black clothes on her white hair, was also a beauty beauty beauty bearer very neatly in Emilia's eyes.

There are many similarities between the appearance of a witch in such a memory and the appearance of a sleeping woman.

Location of closed eyes or making from nose muscles to lips.

Whereas Echidna was around the age of being seen as a late teenager, would a woman in a coffin be in her mid-twenties or something like that? Perhaps I should suspect my sister more than my mother.

"The name... is not engraved. But this is Echidna's cemetery."

If you go inside, the woman who sleeps in the coffin is not Echidna.

Should it be a false result in the name of the cemetery, or if not...

"Isn't this the guy who's Echidna and that kid you saw in your dream is Echidna?

That's a flashing conclusion, Emilia says herself and shakes her head to the side.

Whatever Echidna herself has to say, then it's not strange that Sekhmet said something. Besides, it was difficult for Emilia to define that girl as someone other than Echidona.

"Can I conclude that even though it's Echidna's graveyard, different people are sleeping..."

If so, would I have to change my name?

"Echidna Sleeps Here," it says on the grave marker, but it's a lot of trouble when different people are asleep. I also have to prepare different offerings.

While giving a much more tongue-in-cheek answer, Emilia is examining the coffin without touching it.

It follows the flow of mana gently, and apparently the entire coffin absorbs traces of mana from the cemetery and the earth that leads to the cemetery, using that mana as the driving force to move some sort of procedure.

Even though we really get trace amounts at a time, considerably larger forms of junctional operations and so on are made up, I guess, because the scope for their collection is too wide.

The earth that leads to the cemetery and the cemetery means literally.

Perhaps the forest in the range that is closed in the junction is the entire source of mana to maintain the function of this cemetery. Of course, trace by trace to the extent that the source is unaffected.

"Wow... that's so awesome, I have no idea what you're doing..."

A technique that captures the flow of mana and maintains its magical function.

A little procedure can also be written on Emilia, but the complexity of the procedure acting on the junction surrounding this' sanctuary 'goes far beyond Emilia's understanding.

I don't feel like I can move it again once it stops functioning.

Of course I don't need to move it again.

"There it is. Maybe if we cut the flow here, that'll stop the supply."

Follow the flow of mana and find the starting point of the junction with the coffin at its core.

The center of the coffin, the hands that the woman who sleeps inside forms on her belly - just around it is the center point where mana flows in. If Emilia interferes there with the mana and disrupts the surgical ceremony, the function of this graveyard will cease completely.

――――

For a moment only, there was hesitation.

Stopping the graveyard function will probably also undermine the ability for 'trials' to begin. Then it is also about losing the means to the castle of dreams.

- I asked Echidna for a message, and it won't be fulfilled about the tea party either.

The witches seem to have known about Emilia's mother, at least Sekhmet.

Some were blurry and like nostalgic intimacy with fear of mightiness over Sekumet. I feel like making sure what that means.

The means to be sure of that would keep you away if the castle of your dreams were gone. Give me that.

"- Really, I'm unconcerned, I"

Mana, who communicates her fingertips with a grunt, scratches a faint stream from the area touching the coffin.

Changes occurred in the flow of forces that maintained the function of the 'sanctuary' and were forming the junction. It interferes with the underlying part of the surgical formula and becomes enormous while the slight changes convey.

Eventually the particles of light disappear to melt, and signs of the procedure disappear from the coffin of the demon ore as well. The light blinks only momentarily so that it falls out, and what remains shortly thereafter is pure demon ore and what remains in the eyes of the woman trapped in it.

"... over, I guess"

Seeing that nothing visible has changed anymore, Emilia looks around in fear. The flow of mana that had been strewn throughout the cemetery until earlier had been lost, and the cemetery should be transforming itself into just a giant building of stone.

He exhales small, and Emilia leans straight against the coffin.

Perhaps this should also eliminate the rejection of unqualified human beings by entering the cemetery. You should bring Rosewar or Ryuz who seems to know what's going on and see who sleeps in this coffin.

"It's over... yeah, it's over..."

Repeatedly, Emilia tries to find a real feeling in it by mouthing it to be sure of that fact.

Before I challenged the cemetery, I was reminded that I had cut to Roswar.

Roswar told Emilia. 'All you have to do is keep your mind at bay'.

Roswar's mood at that time cannot be deduced, but perhaps he did not want Emilia to survive the 'trials'. Though he was also the one who invited himself here and recommended him as a candidate for the King's election, it was an incomprehensible idea.

"Doctor... that's what you said."

At the same time, it is remembered that someone called 'The Doctor' was spilled by Roswar.

As a wizard, even Roswar, who had the power to stand at the top, naturally had a master. A teacher for him, or someone called a 'teacher', started talking about the 'sanctuary' with Roswar.

"Hit me... you are, are you?

Somehow, Emilia thinks so while touching the coffin.

However, if someone were to become a teacher, a figure that would be irreplaceable to that Roswar, that's what I thought this white woman deserved.

"- We have to talk to everyone."

Shaking his head, Emilia takes her eyes off the coffin so as not to leave untrained.

Whether we talk about this coffin woman or not, everything is behind us now. Subaru's story only tells us that after tomorrow night - that is, we will have to leave the 'sanctuary' by the morning after tomorrow.

If there is going to be a noticeable change in the 'Sanctuary', he wants us to flee at first sight.

A whole day, even though we can afford it in between, unforeseen things don't know what happens.

Hurry through the small room with your feet, enter the aisle and aim outside the cemetery. If it stayed when you sent Emilia out, the residents of Ryuz and the 'Sanctuary' would be waiting for Emilia.

With high shoe noises running through the aisle, Emilia stepped out of the dark graveyard into the hall.

And

"Huh?"

He exhaled a plundering white breath before the 'sanctuary' where the blizzard blew.

The snowy scenery was covering the world in front of me.

The breeze that blows is close to violence, and the snow that hits your body takes your temperature relentlessly. Emilia's throat was frozen in amazement as she exhaled white and blinked her purple blue eyes.

- What happened?

"- Dear Leah!

The wind runs out all the time, and my ears ache when I am rapidly deprived of my temperature.

Emilia in thin clothes stepped toward the voice coming from the other side of the blizzard, tasting the illusion of being cut by the extreme cold wind.

The snow that already builds up to about below Emilia's knees, together with the snow, is likely to take her foot instantly. As he pulled his legs out diligently and scratched the snow, he saw several shadows gathering across the white curtain of the blizzard.

Is it a resident of "Sanctuary"? If so, in this blizzard they would have waited for Emilia without evacuating inside the building...

"Guys! How could you be outside in all this snow... Huh?

Emilia's words interrupt when she gathers around and imagines the sight of the cold.

Led by the crown, the inhabitants of the 'Sanctuary' are to gather around forty people. Because I saw a shadow that was just a huge number but I shouldn't be there.

"Dear Emilia! Is' Trial 'over?!?

That's what I've been calling you. It's the pruning young man.

Emilia knows him. Because in a pattern he had exchanged words with before coming to the 'Sanctuary', Emilia did, even if he didn't recognize this one.

A young man from the village of Aram, a youth group.

Emilia turns her eyes round to his figure who should have taken the dragon car at Otto's guide and left the 'sanctuary' a few hours ago. And he's not the only one who surprised Emilia.

The faces of the inhabitants of the village of Aram can be glimpsed, headed by the young man of the pruning. They were carrying dragon cars, and the 'sanctuary' and the evacuees were mixing themselves in the dragon cars and in the shadows, snowing.

"Hey, why is everyone here...? You weren't supposed to have evacuated?

"Yes, evacuated. At the behest of Master Subaru and Mr. Otto. I told the dragon to remember the way, so don't worry about it."

"Then why not! Isn't everyone listening to you?

"I was being asked. And I was told."

to Emilia's words. The young man bit his teeth once, then raised his face and pointed across the forest,

"Stand by outside the woods, and when you get a signal from the 'Sanctuary', tell them to go back and retrieve the inhabitants"

"Huh...?

"Master Ram or someone else who will stay? Anyway, when you launch magic into the sky. When I saw it, I went back to the Sanctuary, and I was instructed to retrieve the residents in a dragon car and leave."

"Such instructions, to whom!?

"That's what Otto told me."

Given Otto's name, Emilia remembers the face of that seemingly weak merchant.

But he's a friend of Subaru's by the look of it. Whenever she sees herself in a friendly conversation, that means she must be someone who can hang out closely with Subaru, Emilia has reiterated her appreciation.

There is no doubt that Otto had plotted a variety of events in this "sanctuary", beginning with the Garfield Adjustment, as Subaru's staff.

If so, does this instruction also mean a great deal?

"So, but it's reckless. 'Cause with all these snowstorms blowing... even in all this, I should have been able to tell if it was impotent!

…………

"What's going on?

To Emilia's words, the young man looked at him like that at first glance. Emilia doesn't miss that reaction and asks what happened.

Shot through Emilia's purple blue eyes, the young man exhaled white with his hands on his forehead.

"From Mr. Otto, when it's really dangerous, he says it snows before there's a signal. If it snowed, it would run out of time… they told me to leave the woods immediately"

"It snows too...... yeah, that's good. Then why!?

- It's snowing.

To the crying Emilia voice, the young man answered his spine correctly and clearly.

Emilia loses more of her words to the power of that eye.

If it snows, they were originally heard to be dangerous.

And when I saw that it actually snowed into the 'sanctuary', I knew that the dangerous time limit had reached its limit. That the judgment chosen at its end will come here.

Running under the inhabitants of the 'sanctuary' where it snows and puts them in danger.

"Master Subaru or Emilia would have done that."

――――

The young man smiled bitterly and said the answer to an inquiry that had gone out to Emilia's throat.

Are the evacuees protecting the dragon cars behind them, I see, from the youth group in the village of Aram? It would be because it is the purpose of bringing out the inhabitants of the 'Sanctuary'. Except for the necessary personnel, they must have put him down and evacuated him. Most importantly, its lowered people have also been forced to evacuate on foot.

I guess that's why they're here.

"Dear Emilia, if the 'trials' are over... can you go outside?

"Yeah... it's supposed to be. But this blizzard and snow..."

He stares at his feet and the young man tongues in remorse.

That reaction is exactly what it shows. Snow accumulation that is also difficult to walk on a little journey. Naturally, the wheels of a dragon car don't work with this either, nothing more than getting stuck.

At the very least, if there's a place where a large number of people warm up and squeeze out the cold...

"If you can't travel to the cathedral...... let's go into the graveyard. There, it's warm inside because of the mana, and you don't have to worry about the building collapsing due to the weight of the snow."

"Inside, are you going to let me in?

"I stopped the dangerous karaki in the cemetery, so I'm done. More than that, can we take everyone to the cemetery? I want the dragon children out of the passenger car and inside."

The six-headed dragon came back here at the discretion of the youth group. Even now, thanks to the passenger car brought in by the Grounddragon, what is helping is on a ten-person basis.

There's no way you can take it, such as the option to abandon it.

To Emilia's words, the young man nodded "must".

For now, that's all I need to do about the snow. The problem is that it snows and the danger of 'something' comes.

"If this is the case already, we should have listened properly!

Regrets that he did not have time to have a proper conversation with Subaru before coming to the 'Trial'. Perhaps it was the result of Subaru's reluctance to leave an extra anxiety material behind Emilia challenging the 'trials'.

I'm honestly happy with that compassion, but that doesn't delay dealing with it.

Like Subaru and the others, there were three candidates floating around behind Emilia's brain who seemed to know about this snow. Roswar, Lamb, and the

"Dear Emilia, well done. You're back and you're here."

"Mr. Lewes!

Getting off one of the dragon cars onto the snow and reaching out to Emilia was the girl with thin red hair, the crown. If she's low height, the snow all the way down Emilia's knee reaches around her leg. To her scratching the snow in a fairly billion-dollar fashion, Emilia also stepped hard on the snow and approached,

"'Trial', I've finished it right! They're all here for me!?

"All the inhabitants of this' sanctuary 'and the human race who returned to pick me up. Just..."

"Just?"

"Lam's daughter and Roz Boy aren't here. Before it snowed, we both stayed away from this place."

Around his neck, Emilia looks at the dragon car and the people around him.

I don't see the length of the bizarre outfit I'm used to seeing, nor the reliable girl with peachy hair.

"I need to find you... Mr. Lewes! Does Mr. Lewes know? What happens when you're in the 'sanctuary' where it snows like this"

――――

Emilia intuitively understands with the reaction of a crown that stretches her cheeks and lowers her eyes.

Ryus knows the circumstances. What is the danger?

"Tell me, Mr. Lewes. We have to prevent it."

"But time is running out. It's supposed to snow tomorrow night for Sue Fang's story and Roz Fang's plan, and it's a mistake to be down like this now..."

"Wrong or whatever, it's snowing already! Then! When it snows, I have to do what I have to do! Mr. Lewes!"

With her hands on her thin, little shoulder, Emilia tries to teach her mouth-watering crown.

Then, at first, the look on the face of the reluctant crow changed, and she looked back at Emilia seriously with a flashing face.

"Hey, what's up, Mr. Lewes?"

"... Dear Emilia. Behind the 'Sanctuary' forest, did you enter the building?

"Behind the woods...? Yeah, I'm not in there."

To a question I don't remember, Emilia twists her neck wondering what it is. Ryus blinked to the answer, "I don't think so..." Then behind Emilia, he looked at the graveyard.

"What if there was something special in the cemetery? That, for example... something like a giant demon ore"

"- There it is. Wow, big, demon ore. I was hoping to check with Mr. Lewes and Roswell later."

Looking around for a moment, Emilia leans her lips against the crown's ear.

Take care not to be heard by everyone who is starting to prepare to move the ground dragon behind his back.

"Actually, there's a woman in the demon ore. I don't know who it is."

"-!"

The look on Lewes's face when he heard the information changed dramatically.

The crown stares at Emilia with its eyes pressed open in her young appearance. Then he exhaled for a long, long time and nodded as if he was convinced of something: "So..."

"Convinced, I went. Dear Emilia, go ahead and ask me what it is. Non has an obligation to answer that. Obligation to obey the life given."

"I can't believe I ordered that..."

"Don't ask. Emilia touched it in the cemetery. It's a demon ore that chooses what qualifies to follow the crown. Now that qualification has moved to Master Emilia over Garbo. Non... No, Non and the others follow Emilia. Command me what you will."

Strictly, the crown tries to lower its posture on the snow that fills up to its legs. Emilia panicked that it was the way to kneel and that the crown was the momentum to bury to her head.

Hold on to that shoulder for a second.

"Wah! I said I got it! You're in a position to ask Mr. Lewes. Then please, tell me what happens to the 'sanctuary' where it snowed."

"... Sue Fong's story is that the 'Sanctuary', where it snowed, will come with the Warcraft 'Great Raven'. Attracted by the magical mana of weather change, enough to make it snow... let's see."

"What is the art magic of weather change... is someone letting this weather down!?

Surprised, Ryus nodded silently at Emilia listening back.

Magic large enough to manipulate the weather. If the pack had done everything in its power, it would have done this kind of thing easily. In that sense, the prime suspect is the pack, but traces the attitude and events of the crown back and forth, and Emilia finds out who did it right away.

"... Rosewire?

"Probably. Lam's daughter thinks it went to a stop. However, the fact that the snow still fell means that something happened or..."

"Stop. I don't want to imagine that. Anyway, I have to find you two. Mr. Lewes, I'm gonna keep looking for both of you in the village. If you have any idea..."

"Not at all, Emilia."

The crown was somewhat confident, blocking Emilia's words.

Emilia is faintly breathtaking about her attitude when she just says she has some ideas.

And

"In this' sanctuary ', the eyes of Non La Ryuse are glowing. - We'll find the boys and show them around soon."

Yes, he pressed his heartbeat to show it.

The unconscious ram looked as if he was just asleep.

"... Ram?

Lifting the girl falling down without force, Roswar rocks her body with a voice. But there is no response from Ram to the call.

I don't care what you usually put aside, there's a ram that gives Roswar's word the highest priority.

Naturally.

Lamb is just in a dying abyss right now. Everything is caused by Roswar's own actions.

The Gospel was burned, and there was a cup of blood on his head. It stained bright red in front of me, I don't know what it is, and I just can't forgive you for the lamb that did it.

――――

He punched in a chunk of flame that was making him appear, and the lamb, which was defenseless, blew to shock.

It's a body that tormented the power of incomplete ghosts and put just the same strain on them a few more hours ago. Ram's body had reached the limit of continuing to move.

That's where they relentlessly put the flamethrower.

Her life was no longer a wind front light.

"... ram"

I can't remember what I was thinking until I walked over to her falling down and touching that body. I still can't think of anything holding my little body like this and staring at my young sleeping face.

In the first place, why, why, Ram has stood up to himself.

For Roswar, the rum was a handy handkerchief.

How we went down to ourselves was history, and the contracts we entered into became a bond that kept our relationship very clear to each other.

I only revealed my heart to Ram, and I only told Ram my purpose. Believe me, it's all in return for the accomplice turning me over to her.

Yet, halfway down the road, Ram betrayed Roswar.

Indeed, her words are correct, and if you think in accordance with the contract, it is a fixed vengeance for her to flip the anti-flag to Roswar, who could not proceed as per the scenario.

So I'm not going to blame Lamb for that. If I were to say so, I wanted to at least put my revenge a little further behind me and see only the results of this world.

There was also a betting problem with Subaru. Garfiel, besides his thoughts, sweetheart, returned to the 'trials' with his mouth as Emilia had figured out, but what he interpreted was the paranoia of the weak.

There is also no way that we can defy the future that has already been fixed. Even if the future changes the course to be followed, it always ends at a determined end. If you missed the path to the end of the correct answer, waiting is the end of eternal life.

Yet I laugh because I want to fight it. And my weakness, which I fear for their deeds while I know it, also makes me laugh.

Why try to change. I don't understand.

All thoughts should continue to the fullest, without fading from the heightened time. If you ever loved someone, if you ever had time to love them and burn your chest, the heat, the glow, should be eternal.

Even if the vector of thoughts isn't love, hate or whatever, it's the same thing.

Long and long, wishful thoughts should be elevated to authenticity. Time passed thoughts are strong and no one loses. It has to be.

Garfiel's, heart that hates the outside is shattered.

Emilia's, sad past that hates the past is acceptable.

And Ram's, the inexhaustible vengeance of hatred towards Roswar,

"Lamb loves Master Roswar."

"-!!

A confession of cursed love that still burns in the back of my ear.

Words that should not have been, spinning from the mouth of a girl who is now closing her eyes in her arms.

If the covenant is while it binds the mind and soul, then I figured it out too. Burning vengeance is converted into subordination to Roswar, and hate becomes love itself.

That's why Roswar was able to trust Ram more than anyone else to help him for the purpose and the end of the day after it was over.

All because he believed in hatred that could be replaced by love and a vengeance that would kill Roswar.

Because I believed in the hatred of a young girl who had watched Roswar with her eyes boiled down only so much intent to kill since I first met her.

- Yet Lamb betrayed his own vengeance and loved him.

"Why, Ram... I don't know..."

A slight breathing noise turns away, and Roswar enlightens the end of Ram's life.

My heart was beating faster and something was screaming that I shouldn't stay like this. My right eye hurts. It's terrible, it hurts. Don't. Don't claim to exist. I'm not who I am anymore.

What do I do? What can I do? I don't know what I have to do or what I have to do. I can't remember. I can't think.

Look around. There is nowhere to look for. The Gospel, which shows the future and teaches Roswar the right path, was put to flames and lost its shape. Nobody tells Roswar. What do I have to choose now? Nobody, nobody tells me.

Well, then, there's no choice.

"- The mourning wind invites clouds, and the light that fills the earth returns to the sky. Shizukuishi becomes a shapely silence, and the white of the unemployed worries about everlasting life -"

Chanting.

A mumbling song-like chant gives direction to the power surrounding Roswar L. Mazers. A huge build-up of mana interfered with the surgical ceremony that I had been working on and began to let the dark clouds stand in on forest nights.

A cold cut wind blows through the 'sanctuary', so cold that it freezes to the core of the body.

Snow clouds cover all of the closed forest, and white snow crystals fall into the earth one after the other.

- It's the power of the supermassive surgical magic Artemillion.

"- Ugh, ku"

Finish the chant and the magical power over time will be unleashed.

A sly large amount of mana was taken from the body, and even Roswar, who boasts super personal mana holdings, experienced a slight dizziness.

Originally, such massive magic accumulates mana over several months, limiting its scope more when it comes to practical use. There is an anomaly with Roswar interfering with just about two days of preparation and more than double the normal range.

And the wizard who accomplished the feat, after a long exhalation, can dwell on it.

"As the Gospel suggests, the snow made it fall... after that, what should we do?

At this point, Roswar has lost sight of the fact that he snowed a day earlier than the Gospel describes. No, there wasn't even a bet left in his head already.

For Roswar, the process is no longer on his mind. Importantly, only the last part of the event surrounding the 'sanctuary' is involved. It snows and the junction is broken.

If it did, if it did - I wonder how it would have been.

"Ram...... oh yeah. Ram."

I can't hear breathing anymore, Ram.

Roswar gently touched that forehead with his palm as he looked down at her face. He is bleeding from a formerly horny white scar, under the influence of ghosting. Wiping that blood, Roswar pours in a colorless mana that combines the mana of all the attributes, as he usually does against the ram.

It's a ritual that Ram's body has always carried on trying not to lose to the original ghost blood.

It's not like I have an idea.

Roswar unconsciously understood that the only way to connect Ram's life was to bet on the life force of Ram's own ghost. In an attempt to save, I have no doubt that I think so either.

Lamb must live. In order for Roswar himself to achieve his purpose, but also after he has achieved his purpose.

"Doctor... Doctor... I... I am! What should I do! Doctor... Doctor... Huh! Tell me... Lead me again... eh"

Roswar's mind confusion is extreme, and I don't even know my own heart to speak of crying anymore.

While trying to connect Ram's life, his anger at being betrayed by Ram has not disappeared either. I'm still looking for the light I once saw, understanding that I've lost the sign.

It snows and relentlessly Roswar and Lamb's body is also covered with white makeup.

Everything is covered in white, and it disappears.

The feeling that it would be good to do so, for some reason, remains that shards don't bud either.

Scratching the snow as it was led, Emilia was running with a white breath.

"Huma! More, Huma!

Scream and continue chanting the magic of ice.

It's a procedure that avoids repeated time loss when your legs are buried against snowfalling accumulations. He runs on it as an impromptu scaffold by daring to cement the snow pile with the magic of ice.

It can slip down on some people and instead be dangerous to look at.

"Yay! Good!"

He is himself a user of ice magic, and Emilia, who grew up in the Great Forest of Elior, is familiar with frozen scaffolding and other things. Running through the frozen snow scaffolding of The Sanctuary with our faces, following the small shadows that are leading us.

"Are you sure you're okay over here?

To the conductor lined up next door, Emilia asks briefly and out of breath. In contrast, the low-eyed girl turned her gaze to one another, but silently stood by just pulling her jaw.

I can communicate with you, but you basically don't talk to me. The attitude of the crown - as heard in the mouth of the iconic crown - beforehand.

In the square in front of the cemetery, the crown abruptly honored Emilia.

She told Emilia that she was born based on the soul of a girl named Louise Mayer, who once existed, and also told her that there were multiple beings in the 'sanctuary' in the same position. I thought that crown working as an 'eye' all over the 'sanctuary' would find and guide the Rosewales in the settlement.

There is a magic in this world that is very rare but called replication magic.

I've never heard of it acting on a creature, or maybe that's possible at the prohibition level. With patience for all the things she wanted to hear, Emilia relied on a replica of the crown to go through the 'sanctuary' and rush around looking for Roswar and Lamb.

"We have to hurry... the great raven will come...!

Warcraft "The Great Raven".

Of course I know the name of its existence, even Emilia, who is neglectful of public opinion.

It is told that it is one of the three great warcraft alongside the white whale, the black snake, and that its existence, like the other two warcraft, is a disaster.

Each one is a weak, brittle little raven warcraft. But the giant rabbit is a group of organisms individually. Not one by one, but all the species gather together to become a scourge called the Great Raven.

An inexhaustible appetite and just a disaster, eating up everything that stands in overwhelming quantities, yet crossing the world eating together without satisfaction.

Horrible is the supposedly infinite increase of mysterious ecology. Great ravens usually reduce their numbers and starve while eating together when there is no food, but once they find their appetite-stimulating prey, they don't stop later. It grows indefinitely, chewing until it destroys its prey, then turning it into a burning field and then turning it away even as it decreases in number. That's what it is, a creature.

Against that super warcraft, Emilia decides that there is nothing else to confront.

If the Great Raven were to attack the 'Sanctuary', time had already been taken to escape. The snow that falls interrupts the escape, and Emilia and the others have no choice anymore.

Hide non-combatants in the graveyard and put up a line of defense in front of the entrance.

Other than that, there is no way to counter the Warcraft. Emilia and Roswar. If possible, we also needed to get out the ram and assemble all the fighting forces in the 'Sanctuary'.

So...

――――

A building that suffered the aftermath of the battle in the trunk of a broken tree. Snow on a determined ground, in an unnatural way. - And a man and woman leaning in the shade of a tree.

Finding Lamb sleeping powerless and Roswar groaning, Emilia exclaimed.

"-Roswar! Ram!!

Emilia glides over frozen snow to leave the silent crown replica behind. As she freely manipulated the back of her shoe and moved like a snow fairy with fragments of ice scattered around, Emilia grabbed Roswar's shoulder, immobile with snow piling up her half of her body.

"I'm listening!? Rosewar, Rosewar! It's tough right now! We have to help everyone! Not if it's frozen!

――――

The shaking causes the snow that was piling on Roswar's head to fall. So I could see the look I had hidden, and Emilia tinkled her throat.

Because Roswar's face, which sees the ram with his shriveled eyes, was too weak.

"Roswar......?

…………

Roswar says nothing. I don't even see how Emilia noticed.

Afraid of his unresponsiveness, Emilia drops her gaze into his arms, not him. There's a peach-haired girl sleeping there,

- The snow falling on its cheeks never showed signs of melting.

"-! Ram? Ram!

Calling the ram in Roswar's arms, Emilia tries to wake up.

However, there is no apparent reaction from the closed-eyed ram. Of course the reply, instead of waking up, does not return enough response for the lid to tremble. Both the cheeks touched and the lips were cold by the time they were unusual. It's like...

"That shouldn't be...!

Denying her weak thoughts, Emilia bites her teeth and puts her arms inside Ram's clothes. When the hand stroked around his chest, he felt a slightly weak heart sound.

Weak heart sounds that are going to disappear now.

"- Alive! It's okay! We're still gonna make it, Roswar!

Having found hope, Emilia screams and looks back to Roswar. But Roswar just looks blurry with his hands on Lamb's forehead.

However, Emilia realizes.

A huge amount of mana is being sent from the palms touching Roswar's rum. And to the fact that this is the lifeline that barely connects Ram's life.

"You're helping the lamb..."

――――

"-!"

When he realized that fact, Emilia also realized the fact of hatred.

The ram is in a serious state of unconsciousness, and Roswar has to wave a delicate cure arm for its treatment. There's no way you can do that, either.

In other words, Emilia must stand alone against the coming Great Raven.

…………

- Can you do that? The question passed behind Emilia's brain.

It's a monster that counts among the three great warcraft that have lived since the days of The Witch of Jealousy for four hundred years.

To date, there will have been many that have solidified and challenged the same readiness as Emilia. Can Emilia stand alone against the warcraft that such things have not been able to destroy?

There is no pack present, Emilia alone.

"Even now..."

Choose to escape. But in that case, what if they catch up?

If we encounter them with no place to evacuate or hide, Emilia will not be able to protect the inhabitants from the Warcraft. Defending places like graveyards is most likely.

It hurts not to have the power of Roswar and Lamb, but we must not give up fighting them.

"Roswar. Anyway, bring the ram with you. In the cemetery, with everyone in the 'sanctuary'... yeah, everyone's evacuated. I'm sure I'll try to protect it. Don't give up treating the rum either..."

"I can't do this anymore."

Roswar's plundering whining blocked Emilia from trying to match her gaze height and announce her readiness and solidified policy.

With his vain eyes, Roswar stared at Ram's face,

"I can't. Everything... the future, I don't know. I don't know myself. … this world is over"

"Say that again...! What's with the book? What does the content of a book that might have been written by a little great people mean about what we do!

To Roswar, who speaks of giving up, Emilia becomes impatient and absurds her voice.

Why not? Emilia's knowing Roswar wasn't like this.

Always sparing, throwing bold decisions lightly and laughing nimbly in an attitude that knows everything. Wasn't that Roswar?

Who is this weak man who has thrown everything away with this cornered, childlike face who has lost his way?

"Roswar. I don't know how you feel and how scratched you are right now. I'd love to understand, but I don't have time to know that.... so I want to make that time. That's why I need your help."

――――

I don't know Roswar. Even if we keep doing this, I'm sure we won't know.

But there are things I can tell you by exchanging words, revealing my feelings. Sometimes you don't have to know. I need to take the time, and some things I can't pass on.

We have to make time to bring each other's hearts closer.

"So please. Stand up, Roswar. Here and now, neither you nor I are done. I won't even finish the ram. To everyone, together..."

"Already..."

Emilia about to sue. Still, Roswar doesn't look at Emilia.

He still looked down at the lamb, moving that lipstick-painted mouth, he said.

"Enough, enough..."

It plundered, it was a voice that was going to disappear now.

In fact, it was exposed to the cold breeze that blows, making little noise.

It was something squealed in my mouth alone, a suspicious voice as to whether I even heard Roswar himself.

But that little, giving up voice, it did arrive.

So Emilia,

"- Don't say anything unsolicited!!

Grabbing Roswar's chest barn, Emilia was shaking her voice in anger.

Shaking his head at the behavior, Roswar makes a small bitter noise. On that face, Emilia keeps throwing words to bite.

"Enough!? Enough said, what do you mean!? There's nothing more to be done! There's no such thing as enough! Don't give up on your own! It's over on its own. Don't worry about it! Me, Rams, Roswar, one thing, there can't be enough!?

――――

"I finished the Trial! I was afraid to see it. And the past! There could have been. Happy even now! And a sad future that might come one day! I saw it all! Still, you can walk down this road now… yes, you can!

Bark.

Until now, anger emotions had gushed so much that Emilia herself had no memory.

Yeah. Oh, yeah. What a weak voice, what a pitiful thought, what a sweet gut. Is it possible to live in such a way that you will end up giving up?

Roswar lets yelling Emilia stretch her cheeks and tries to distract her gaze. Rather than worrying about Ram's body, it's an escape attitude that distracts him from what he just doesn't want to see.

Catching that jaw, Emilia turned to herself.

"When you're talking to someone, look at the person you're talking to and talk!

"-"

"You'll have to look into your eyes to see what they're desperately thinking. You'll have to look me in the eye to tell me why you want to. Right, look me in the eye, hear my voice, do that, stand up, follow me."

Roswar's eyes blinked as if they noticed something.

My lips tremble small. But that doesn't make a sound.

"-"

"I won't let anyone tell you enough. As long as you're alive, there's nothing 'enough' about it. So - I'm here, and I'm not letting anyone die!

Emilia stands up and looks back behind her back.

More than a dozen replicas of crowns had gathered without Emilia having to call them. Everyone kneels strictly on the spot, just waiting for one order.

Breathe in, Emilia screamed for the white order.

"I'm taking Roswar and Lamb back to the cemetery. Guys, I'll make sure to protect you."

Prestigious and knowing that it was a qualification he accidentally had, Emilia took the following crowns and ran out the 'sanctuary' of snow.

The crowns follow Emilia as they group support two people, Roswar and Lamb, to create alternative paths.

- On Emilia's running feet, there was no more stray dust.

And the story...

"You don't have to do that, Emilia."

Under the girl who decides to protect everything and connect her thoughts, the boy who cares about the girl returns,

"I'll take care of it later, you can back off. - I have a first line correction."

"Sorry. Hey, I don't know what you're talking about"

With the usual interaction, the girl smiled, but with her eyes following a white shadow moving forward and forth, supporting her body in a temperament that was about to collapse without force.

There are two shadows to walk out of, and that is a shadow with hands together.

Two more voices I can hear.

The voice was playing somewhere, and the girl felt like she was waiting for that voice to overlap, and her chest kind of rang.

"I don't care what happens anymore."

"Oh, let's do something about it. - Me and you!!

Then, the story overlaps into one again, and the wishes overlap again to the curtain.

A knight and princess facing a warcraft, the snowblowing 'sanctuary' of snow.

The knight, who is not enough by himself, brings beside him a wizard, to offer his victory.

- The final showdown of the 'Sanctuary' begins.