Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

Cold wind blowing. Extremely cold temperatures that cut you off.

White appetite fierceness that fills your vision. The warmth coming from the connected palms.

Even though Natsuki Subaru stands here, he has no stray or hesitant whatsoever.

"I'm glad you got dressed up, but this situation is a little strange!?

Svalbard lifts his voice to a different view than planned as the snow hits him in the cheek.

The windy 'Sanctuary' is, as you can see, completely in the middle of a snow book. Even for Subaru this is a view of readiness to come sooner or later, but its due date is different from memory.

It is tomorrow morning that the 'sanctuary' will be covered in snow and the white warcraft invited to it will be gathered - although there should still have been more than half a day's leeway, indeed.

There is a silver-haired girl with slightly diagonal back, shaking her shoulders in white breath.

Emilia buries her body in the ice without being able to see the mana overflowing from her body. My left half is dyed white and I haven't even dusted my facial expressions though there would be a lot of pain.

Doubt her for the cause of this snow, glorifying the temperamental Emilia with all her heart.

If so, did an uncontrollable outburst of magic make it snow and invite the Great Raven?

"If you do that, it's not in the right order..."

Unstoppable magic and the order of the great ravens lured by the snow is revealed.

Emilia is exercising her magic to counter the raven and is consequently taking damage to herself. If you want to breathe flow correctly, the cause is rather...

――――

Behind Emilia further, there sits the Echidona cemetery in grandeur.

And looking out in fear from the entrance, Subaru nodded after checking multiple gazes. If it is the inhabitants of the 'sanctuary' who are inside, they are not affected by the graveyard scheme. That means a cessation of graveyard functions, which means proof of Emilia's 'trial' trespass.

Emilia survived the 'trials'. Snow falling earlier than planned. The state of the inhabitants of the 'Sanctuary' and the look and cry of Emilia's readiness. And

"Roswar."

――――

Roswar sits beside the entrance to the cemetery and stares at this one with a glimpse. Lamb sleeping in that arm doesn't have time now to see if he's safe.

When you're safe, there's more to it than just believing that.

"Subaru"

and Svalbard's hand to contemplate was pulled by a small hand to be gripped.

The voices he was accustomed to hearing called him unfamiliar, and Subaru stuffed his breath.

"Oops, hiccup"

"... I wonder why you're responding strangely"

"No, it's fresh for you to call me by name. Can I ask you to call me one more time, like it's lit?

"Huh!? You're really out of your mind! I wonder if you're stupid at a time like this!

Beatrice looks scared and eats at Subaru's playful order.

Subaru reluctantly pulled back to see if it would flush even if you just did. and

"Shh, Subaru... Look, do it"

"Bear, you're so cute"

"- I don't know! I don't know if I'm gonna tell you anymore! I remember when this is cleared up!

Shaking his gripping hand blindly, Beatrice gets angry as he turns his face bright red.

Subaru smiled at such a girl, turning his consciousness to the herd of surrounding ravens as he stirred up and packed his intermission. Lick dry lips once.

"So, Beatrice. The other guy's a giant rabbit, but you ready for the heart?

"Immediately after the contract. The opponent has one wing of the three great warcraft. Bad situation due to lack of preparation. The contractor is an amateur. Betty hasn't been driven into action in four hundred years."

"So?"

"Just in time, maybe a handful"

Beatrice laughs invincibly and a warcraft rattling his teeth packs the distance at once. As he stepped forward to intercept him, Subaru looked back at Emilia behind him,

"From now on, me and Beatrice will bust the big raven. Emilia, it's bad for you, but I want you to protect everyone from a leak!

"Me too..."

Cut the words and continue after or just for a moment Emilia gets lost.

But she glanced, and took a small breath before

"Okay. Leave it to me. - So I'll leave it to you."

"Oh, I've been entrusted"

Suitable materials, role sharing, pavilion owner well and good absence.

Emilia exhales deeply, putting up a line of defense while concentrating on controlling her own magic. Emilia stretches out more ice junctions in the snow that keeps falling.

Stepping out of Emilia's stretched defensive line, Subaru looked outside the white storm.

Fill one side of vision, red eyes and sharp fangs. Warcraft dominated by the most primitive and greedy appetite in the world, covered in pure white body hair. Taragi - Turn around, Daragi.

Subaru's soul pain infects his whole body with the sound of his chirping fangs.

Spectacular death devoured by those fangs and devoured to the guts. A wind hole opens up in his torso and he has a severe pain that bites off the gushing blood and the throat flute. And the overwhelming sense of loss that ended up eating meat all over her body, missing limbs, and in Emilia's arms.

This loop of Natsuki Subaru will not be fulfilled unless it overcomes this Warcraft.

"- Are you afraid?

Beatrice speaks to Subaru, who stuffs his breath and sees the Warcraft.

Looking up here and here on the side, Beatrice looks clear. It's just that those eyes, the sides, are telling Subaru more eloquently than words.

- Who the hell is next to Subaru?

"No, I'm not afraid."

"Yes."

"Emilia in the back, you next door. Oh, my God, I feel the strongest."

"It is."

cheeks loose and Beatrice smiles.

Subaru also laughed viciously at his face, even though he knew it.

The Great Ravens gain momentum and fly in unison to two daring invincible people.

Beatrice, by contrast, turns his left hand connected to Subaru, and his opposite right hand,

"Let's do a little digging first. - El Meña."

At the same time as the chant, space swirls, and purple crystals appear and surround the surroundings of the Subaru.

Ice column-like shape and brilliance it is the demon pile that Beatrice skewered Elsa in the former loop. In an instant, it generates about forty conveniences.

For a moment, the aim was a demon pile that was ejected without sound - not aiming incorrectly, piercing the face of a raven with its mouth open. As it was, the demon pile that skewered one flew through the universe, entering the herd of rays lined up behind it, where it burst, tearing apart the rays where the splashing fragments were at the point of landing.

A single blow struck 40 of them simultaneously.

Red flowers of ravioli blood mist bloom in the white world at the impending shock of destruction from all sides.

The relentlessness of one shot of the war wiped out a herd of warcraft that was unfolding in the front, in hundreds. Survival of a painful screaming raven in a square full of traces of destruction. The infinitely increasing Warcraft is still numbered, but Subaru was still excited.

Beatrice's, beyond imagination, overwhelming doom.

"Shh, wow!!

"Oh, is that so? It's no big deal. Betty would be right in the beginning. Tea boy."

"No, man, this... this was so powerful, this magic!? What attribute!?

"I wonder if it depends on the Yin attribute. I'm not very good at anything but shade."

Beatrice with a face less than full of Subaru's praise.

The blown warcraft are restarting their growth by eating corpses of their kind that have become flesh pieces as early as possible, but Beatrice doesn't even look like he's put more miscellaneous soldiers on his teeth.

"It's okay, Subaru. I'll lecture you with the same shady class of user."

"Oh, that's it?

"What?"

"Me and you were just a connection between yin attributes..."

"Beh, that's not what I meant. A user of the same shady attributes, a contractor, and then, uh, maybe Betty's Subaru. Yeah, that's why I'm telling you."

I guess the mundane Beatrice doesn't know what she's talking about either. The girl coughs and then puts her fingers up and deliberately lowers her voice.

"The Ultimate of Yin Attributes - The World's Highest, The Power of Yin Magic."

"Me, what am I supposed to do?

"I wish Betty and I could hold hands and not be alone."

"Ya, I think that's important too..."

"... he doesn't seem to know how to use the Spirit, so he'll be considerate first."

I can't help but know what I don't even know, even if they tell me like I'm scared.

Beatrice, who waves her neck sideways to the subaru bending her lips and pulls her hand forward,

"Basically, spiritual users and spirits fight as one with separate heads on the battlefield."

"One with a separate head..."

Reminds me of how Emilia fought.

What's vivid about Emilia fighting with Pack is her battle with Elsa in the stolen goods store. At that time, Emilia shared the role by putting the attack in a pack and taking charge of her defense. Also, Emilia earns a lot of time for the pack to unleash big moves, and so on.

Even my stripped grandfather, who was next door, I think the spiritual user said it was basic to fight like that.

"I mean, you should do that, too. All right, I'll take care of Shamak!

"I'm sorry if Subaru's incomplete shamak is going to hurt us. And now the Subaru gate..."

Beatrice seemingly clouds her words. To that attitude, Subaru reflects on what has made him care. Subaru's gate, probably not anymore.

Too much torture. I felt damaged. So that's a dream story, too.

"-Can you come?"

In the middle of the explanation, Beatrice muttered small. "Hang on?" Soon after Subaru raises his voice, Subaru realizes his feet have left the ground.

Neighbor Beatrice kicked the ground lightly and carried the two over as if they were springing. And for a moment, the fangs of the Warcraft pushing at the point where they were both there. The sound of the Great Raven's fangs meshing, the Warcraft kicking the ground one after the other following the two men who flew up.

"The sky, did you fly!?

"I just jumped lightly. Could it have mitigated the effects of gravity with the Yin Magic 'Murak'? If you care, you can fly in the wind."

"But it's falling!?

"If you're just going to run, you can stay in the wind... but they might destroy you"

Like the leaves of a tree flirting with the wind, the bodies of the Subaru are stirred by a blizzard. Still don't unnecessarily pull back in space because Beatrice is doing something?

Two people descend slowly and over time from a high altitude of about ten meters. Again a demon pile blow is expected against a herd of great ravens waiting with their mouths open directly below.

"Subaru, this is a continuation of the conversation. Originally, spiritual users use magic by interfering directly with the mana present in the atmosphere, rather than the mana in themselves. We need a contract with the Spirit, and Svalbard doesn't meet the requirements."

"Hey, that, Mr. Beatrice? Downstairs, it's full downstairs!?

"Why don't you ask me? I can't use my own gate, I can't even use the microspirits. I wonder if Subaru, who can't do anything about that, has anything else to do but praise Betty for her loveliness next to Betty. What are you doing here?"

"I'm listening!

"Then I'll tell you."

Below your eyes, jumping Warcraft fangs will soon reach this leg. If it is eaten up, the Great Raven will never remove its fangs. I can afford to dress up, so I eat a lot of damage and half cry is too dusty for me.

To the much-beared Beatrice, Subaru shouted yakwardly.

"What do I do!?

"Imagine that. All I can think of is the same crystal as Betty just now. That's a pile that crystallizes mana and knits it with embodied magic. pointing the tip, stuffing the ruin inside, piercing the defense and piercing it into the flesh - such a blow."

"I imagined it!

"Then maybe all you have to do is chant!

Right below, a bunch of big ravens that open their mouths.

Instinct that only sees red eyes, blood-coated mouth, sharp fangs and subaru as chunks of meat.

Everything is decadent, everything is hateful, the greatest enemy in the 'Sanctuary'.

"- El Meña!!

The chants of Subaru and Beatrice overlap, and the demonic pile that emerges descends from above to the earth.

Explosion and destruction blew the earth of the 'sanctuary' and a thousand cuts of ugly warcraft flew away.

"Wow......"

Stiffening the giant raven flying through the left with an ice column, Emilia leaks an exclamation exhale.

Purple blue eyes nail it is the appearance of the Subaru who deal with the Warcraft beyond the blizzard.

To be more precise, Emilia's eyes were nailed to Beatrice, who joins hands with Subaru.

He is himself a spiritual user, and in Emilia's eyes, who still works with the microspirits to exercise magic, he can painfully see how out-of-standard the magic battles that are waged in front of him are.

First of all, Beatrice has not received a magic supply from Subaru.

This is not that the path is not connected between the two of us in a contractual relationship, but that's what Beatrice intends to do. Still a freshly contracted body with the Spirit, sucking up as much mana as you need from Subaru that suddenly comes into action, his body is very unbearable.

Beatrice understands it and deals with not straining Subaru.

Secondly, Beatrice is giving, rather than getting magic from Subaru.

I have a story to say, but it's a fact. Now Svalbard, who joins hands with Beatrice, with the assistance of Beatrice, is exercising a magic that he should not yet be able to handle. Substitute Beatrice's very existence like a gate, not his own gate.

Subaru would not understand at all how out of standard this is.

Beatrice is a spiritual being, but she makes up for Subaru, herself and the magic for both of us with her own storage magic, not from the margins.

And thirdly, I saw the authenticity of something called extreme shady magic.

For a wizard, a good attribute greatly shapes the future. Just as the four basic attributes distinctly separate roles if they are each specific, the two special attributes, Yin and Yang, have been very different in fun from the other four attributes since before the extreme.

Not to mention because that is, at first glance, an attribute that seems scarce in use. It is also a negative aspect that there are many problems such as the time to effect and the amount of magic required.

Therefore, the attributes of yin and yang go hand in hand with their rarity, and there is little that enhances them in the first place.

Unlike the other four attributes, there are many magic lost, and new great wizards are found in hard-to-produce soil.

Beatrice excels at the magic of the Yin attribute, where all such problematility stands out. Bring up the ancient magic that was buried in history before it was lost.

"Wow, it's flying amazing. Huh...? You just disappeared... ah, already there"

It's like a battle to forget your dreams or your fantasy of reality.

Subaru and Beatrice's friendly hands would also make them think so.

I know Subaru is desperate to fight, but Beatrice even smiled thinly.

I'm sure that girl really enjoys it. It's not fun to fight, it's not fun to wield power. I just enjoy what you're doing.

――――

Immediately after blinking, move to a completely different location between Subaru and Beatrice. It's metamagic like an exclusive 'cross the door'. A purple demon pile blew a row of great ravens from front to back, and a fiercely barking warcraft tried to fly at the two of them, catching their bodies in the air and being mutilated.

Eyes gazing and noticing.

Fragments of the bursting Demon Pile are not extinguished and are sewn to the universe like time has stopped. The leaping warcraft was torn apart by the fragment and flew a thousand pieces himself.

The trap of fragments receiving light is massively scattered, flying, rolling sideways, courageously challenging the two of them, trapping them so that the warcraft traveling around them is interesting one after the other.

The Great Raven is a fearful warcraft, but the individual's abilities are not so high among the warcraft.

Each person's abilities are low, and if you just deal with a single person, if you watch out for the fierceness, you'll never lag behind if you're used to fighting.

I don't have the ability to learn how to fight samurai just by following my instinct of appetite. My appetite is everything, trying to get my kind around me trapped and torn apart. So, without considering dying in the exact same trap, you're going to jump and expose the body.

"Ya!"

Another smack of magic into the Great Raven, which has been coming through the siege net.

Emilia ran away and kicked to pieces the ice column of the great raven frozen with her feet on the ground. It becomes a fragment of ice, and the Warcraft dies by the time it is not resurrected.

Thanks to the struggle between Subaru and Beatrice, the number of giant ravens coming out here is surprisingly low. Emilia can also tip her power into controlling her swirling magic.

But even looking at Beatrice, who shows so much overwhelming strength, the seeds of anxiety in Emilia will never disappear.

The siege net by Beatrice's trap is powerful and cunning. All the great ravens are trapped, building one pile of corpses after another. But I don't see the bottom at all.

Even now, at the tip of Emilia's gaze, when the squatting giant raven trembles, another giant raven grows as if it were growing from her back. Repeat that, the number of warcraft increases to the rat formula.

Hundreds of great ravens increase to two hundred in the next moment, and four hundred in the next.

quantity and shallow instincts not knowing to retreat.

Therefore this warcraft has been counted among the three great warcraft and has been wanting the name 'Disaster' for four hundred years...

"Subaru, Beatrice"

Calling the two names and appearing to be in an overwhelming advantage does not alarm you.

The battle will be unforgettable for Emilia when she takes Roswar and Lamb back to the cemetery and confirms the first herd of great ravens.

Eyes that only think of everything that lives and lives as their own food.

What is never compatible in the true sense of the word is what makes the desperate separation feel so relative.

Again, to counter overwhelming irrationality, this one has no other comparable power.

Emilia was going to do it if it was true.

A running stream of unseen magic that is swirling within me. Never, it wouldn't belong to you alone. If you let it go, you can even destroy a herd of great rabbits.

Instead, it's in exchange for my life. Worst case scenario, I was ready for that.

"Subaru......"

In front of me, I squeal his name in my mouth fighting.

I don't think he would be helpless enough to challenge this outrage, knowing beforehand the onslaught of the Great Raven. I'm taking Beatrice out of the forbidden library and making her behave vividly.

He would never do anything to cloud that smile.

So Emilia believes in a man named Natsuki Subaru.

White magic that ends everything, claiming to exist in the chest. Let me suppress that and tell you that your turn is not coming.

- I believe that man's words.

For Subaru, the exercise of magic was always the same thing as cutting his own soul.

As pointed out to Pac and Roswar at the first point, Subaru has no talent as a wizard at all. When I first used Shamak, etc., I squeezed out the mana in my body without holding it down so much that I couldn't move.

After that, doping with the help of bocco fruit. Don't use it. Use it on your own in a duel, even if it's forbidden, and at the end of the sentence, use it down to the limit and the gate collapses.

The road as a wizard and so on is no longer completely turned down.

There are many opportunities that were helped by magic, but that was such an act, even for Subaru, as to sharpen and point a thin core. I also think it was inevitable that it broke.

That's why I've only dreamed of a sight like the one I do now, a series of great magic, and I just thought it was impossible to achieve.

"Hey, Beatrice! Are you okay letting this go at this rate?!?

The Great Rabbit is meant to be repeated and countered by more proliferation than is done. Are they eating and growing corpses of their kind apparently using their energy for growth, the more momentum they gain from individual to individual?

If we keep buying time like this, there will be pale expectations that eventually we will run out of growing energy,

"There is no limit to growth. I wonder if these guys are warcraft that way. I won't even perish trying to destroy you. Unless you make it all disappear at once."

"So what do we do? You got any good ideas?

"Is Subaru the one who just relies on his cute Betty?

A burst of demon piles puts a hole in the group, and the blowing giant raven falls apart in pieces that remain in the universe. Beatrice flies lightly, pulling Subaru's arm as she sees it through. Neither the force to be pulled nor the leap is carried lightly, even though not so much force.

Beatrice walks through the universe, avoids fangs in dance-like steps, and teases to sew through gaps in fragment traps. In this battle, there will be no anxiety even as she exalts, as evidenced by the fact that her luxurious dress still has no dirt or a drop of returning blood.

"Cross it."

"Ooh."

Hanging voices, space distorted at the next moment, two bodies making small transfers.

Crossing the space in a different way than 'crossing the door', the new emergence is directly behind the herd of great ravens. The warcraft that rattled their noses, but lost sight of the Subaru, are filled with gaps.

"Left, please."

I'll take care of the right.

Imagine. An image that conveys Subaru's palms reacts to Beatrice's magical powers, and the world undergoes transformation with its interference.

It's definitely the feeling of taking sumo wrestles in a person's pocket, but that's why play doesn't even make shards.

According to Subaru's imagination, the purple blue crystal produced, the Meinian system of the Yin attribute.

The subaru creates a groove to rotate, increasing penetration and ejecting all at once. The feeling that something that is not in touch with your hand is released according to your will.

I feel like pulling a bow string that only exists in my brain and releasing shapeless arrows.

Wearing the wind, the propelled demon pile hits the defenseless herd directly, and the herd of giant ravens blows away with a deafening scream.

In the same way on the right side of the herd, the destruction produced by Beatrice erases the Great Raven.

Cracks that arose in space swallowed swarms of warcraft, and closed spaces trapped hundreds of giant ravens as if they were pictures. Big ravens bouncing in places like the other side of the mirror. That herd of people who don't seem to know anything about it, Beatrice strikes a demon pile - the planar world is shattered and scattered, and the whole herd of great ravens that were on the other side of it is swallowed at the end.

Breathtaking, Subaru wrapped his tongue around Beatrice's diverse magical skills.

Even while Subaru repeats Meña like one of the idiots' memories, Beatrice carries out a shady magic that is not the same as one and destroys the Great Raven.

As if to show Subaru all the bills you can hold. Or as I myself recall the technology I had.

"It's time."

"Oh?"

A decreasing number of large ravens, but only a decreasing number increases in an instant.

Watching how it goes, Subaru remembers the discomfort he remembered earlier. I just want to exchange words with Beatrice's whining.

"Beatrice. From what they've just said, we've only come back to life with fewer numbers... but it doesn't feel like there's more than the original number?

If there were a thousand large ravens, if a hundred were hit, there would be a hundred more. Two hundred more if you get hit. With that method, there is no sign that the situation will tilt whether you kill it or not from earlier.

But Subaru doesn't realize how they grow above the maximum number.

to that Subaru word. Beatrice pulled her jaw,

"Perhaps even if growth itself has no limits, there is a limit to the maximum number of individuals who maintain the species. So I wonder if I can get more."

"Then if you can keep the maximum number at the top..."

"Theoretically, we can destroy it. … but that's a hard story."

Beatrice makes a difficult face at Subaru when she sees the light.

That would be a natural story. Large enough ravens to fill your vision. Or it's possible to destroy him if it's magic that burns everything you can see, but how powerful is enough to do it in an instant, all together?

Even Subaru's knowing power is such a violent measure as to blow up this area with a missile. Do that, and if you bake even one, you will be instantly resurrected. The risk was too great.

"When that happens, I figured... is that it"

"Are you coming up with something?

"As always, I can totally count on you."

With the growth of the Warcraft in his eyes, Subaru punches his mouth in Beatrice's ear.

I heard that. Beatrice lay her eyes down to think about it, then nodded.

"Betty was thinking the same thing. But to do that..."

"I know there's a neck thing going on. But don't get me wrong, Beatrice!

――

"Nothing. We don't have to solve this on our own, do we?

Listen to Subaru's answer and Beatrice opens her eyes lightly. Then, exhaling small, he fell toward Subaru and laid his forehead on his chest.

"Really... give me a big answer, Subaru"

"I promise I won't bore you in the future, I promise I'll be a contractor with a great freshness."

Beatrice laughs bitterly at Subaru for getting his thumbs up and glowing his teeth.

Then she looked up in Subaru's chest,

"Look, I'll do it. However, could Betty take the time to do just that? In the meantime, I want it to work."

"Stay on the big boat. I'm willing to."

"I wonder who's rowing."

Beatrice pushes her chest away.

The girl breathes in and begins to concentrate with her magic boosted as she holds her eyes.

Seeing it, Subaru kicked the snow in the mood.

Chasing a running Subaru, the Warcraft bites his fangs. Shadows jumping at me for my legs. But it's too late. Think of the training ground that I've teased in the last two days, and the last big raven seems to be loose.

"Out of the way. Out of the way! Get out of the way! You guys have some free time right now!

Avoid fangs and kick them.

Chanting, forcefully paving the way with a demonic pile, Subaru rushed back towards the cemetery, pushing through a square full of holes at once with Beatrice in his arms.

"Oh, that, Subaru!?

Look at Subaru back and Emilia looks surprised.

Slipping back scraping the snow next to it, Subaru stroked his head right next to Beatrice, who closed his eyes.

"Bad, Emilia Tan! Bear, it was tough to clean up just the two of us!

"Beh, I don't care about that...... but what do you do? After all, I..."

"No, I'm coming up with a way to take it down. Emilia is ready for suicide bombing. You don't need to use special moves or anything. No, don't. 'Cause it doesn't make any sense that you've worked so hard."

Emilia breathes and takes a serious look at Subaru's face.

Did you think they weren't noticing? I guess I thought.

On these occasions, if they really get cornered, Emilia decides to use herself at all costs to try to open it. Damn, what a troubled girl.

I wish I was scratched and everyone could help me, I want you to give me a break.

"We're all safe and we're all here to help, because it's the best we can do."

"... Subaru"

"Emilia, I'm going to do you a little unscrupulous favor now. If I can't, I'll twist my head a little bit more, but if I can, I want you to do your best. - Let's all win."

――――

Instantly as Emilia put her hand on her chest and felt something in Subaru's words again and again.

To buy her time to make up her mind, Subaru generates the Demon Pile and punches it into the Herd of Warcraft to restrain it. But that didn't take long.

"Okay. Let's do it, Subaru. Say anything."

Emilia's answer, solidifying her determination and lodging her strong readiness in her eyes.

And Subaru hardened his fist and looked back,

"I need to get rid of it. Let's do this!

Subaru felt a tremendous increase in magic from both sides, next to himself.

Emilia stands next to her left and Beatrice stands next to her right.

The hands they reach out to are each tied to one of Subaru's hands, a form in which the three are connected by hand.

There's no point in taking this form. It just motivates Subaru.

That motivation is called morale in battle. And high morale means that's an important element that can even determine a battle trend.

"Image, image, image!

A vicious and powerful magical blow, conceived in your head.

Generating a demonic pile pointing at the purple blue crystal, Subaru shells the impending siege of the Warcraft. Repeat the restraint and struggle to stay close to the cemetery and ourselves.

In this shady magic, Subaru does not use his mana. I am therefore exercising magic without any burden at all - and that is a mistake.

The mana necessary for the exercise of magic is borrowed from Beatrice, but undoubtedly carried out by Subaru himself when it comes to magical control. Power, aim, number, shape and embody it as an image to launch and instantly determine the next attack.

If I were to be the wizard of my position, I would add even more physical fatigue here, so its enormous parallel work and burden would be immeasurable. I can also nod when people say I'm not talented.

He slams the demon pile, and the great raven blows up on the ground and shock that blows up, honking to protest. It's like a hell of a gear or something, with a chain of kick-ass and deaf fang sounds and being played in a snowstorm.

The conveyor of death sending the Subaru to the truncator is moving steadily by gear.

"Meña! Meña! Oh, shit! I'll bite you, you magic!

Hitting dissatisfaction with the magical sayings, Subaru targets a protruding mass of great ravens.

The demon pile to be produced was ejected, and it did not plunder the head of the leading warcraft - it landed on the ground in front of it, and the shockwave pushed them back into the herd again.

This is the first phase of the operation.

Subaru is holding the herd back by the demon pile, but he hasn't killed it. To avoid the principle of maximum number breaking down by killing and proliferation occurring in uncertain places.

Let the Great Raven keep the maximum number and be nailed here. Most of all,

"If the smell of mana invites you, there's no way you guys can take your eyes off us right now."

Whatever it is, there are two people here who possess an enormous amount of mana that you rarely see. That's also a beautiful girl for both. Now Subaru has flowers in both hands. Pledge to be jealous.

"Images, images, images...... how about it, I would envy you! Come closer!

Whispering, Subaru also lacks provocation against the beast, which would not pass.

Stirring up an opponent is also an aim, but Subaru's light mouth makes more sense than that to inspire himself. By pretending to be unusual and everyday, Subaru barely keeps himself.

Otherwise, there's no guarantee my knees won't tremble right now. The warmth coming from both hands. Now that I feel this feeling up close, I can't show you the pity or anything.

"It's an image, an image, an image... Huh!

Repeat, Subaru gazes with a grunt.

The whole herd of great ravens advances all at once, and there is also a limit to stopping them from being pushed by restraint. But I'm not quite ready yet.

Emilia, Beatrice, and Subaru's preparation.

"... Subaru"

The feeling of being held by your left hand, if you look at it, Emilia, with her thin eyes open, is peeking at Subaru. Does that mean she's ready? Lower your lips thinly, waiting for Subaru's signal.

"- Eh."

Subaru gazes further at her blood-running eyes as she is pushed back by Emilia's gaze.

The snowstorm curtain that blows is thick, blocking the places you want to get into your eyes. Still, the white figure tells Subaru the difference between a warcraft and a snowfield.

- A little more, a little more, a little more, a little more, a little more, a little more!

Bite your teeth and wait for that moment.

Beyond his sight, he checked both ends, front and all together, and Subaru opened his eyes.

"Now, Emilia! Take the line -!!"

Screaming, Subaru grips Emilia's hand hard.

Emilia's purple blue eyes glanced forcefully forward and saw the line that Subaru drew.

Subaru was pulling the line by Mana to the ground in parallel as he towed a herd of great ravens in the Devil's Pile. Unlike the demon pile that makes shape, cutting the ground with shapeless mana was a daunting undertaking.

But Subaru, who was said to be talentless, survived the ordeal with concentration and 'glory' far beyond the ordinary man. I can't show you what you're not dressed for, in good looks.

There are four drawn lines.

This is a rectangular line drawn around the large herd of ravens in front of you.

As Emilia can see, the line that drew the range.

"That's Subaru! Awesome and lovely!

For a stunning meal, raise a voice of joy that Emilia would never normally say.

Emilia raises her right hand, which remains connected to Subaru, and lays her left hand over that hand, which is being white-covered by a runoff of magic. And chant.

"- Al Huma!!

There is immense magic, and the world degenerates according to Emilia's chant.

Running through, Mana conveys the connected hands of Subaru and Emilia, from which he jumps into the atmosphere, pushes through the earth and joins Subaru's line of drawn mana.

- Make a roar, a terrible phenomenon occurs.

"Wow..."

Subaru, whom I saw, accidentally leaked a distracted voice.

That would be the case, too. If you look at this sight, everyone should react the same way.

Emilia's magic glimpsed the lines of Subaru drawn on the ground - lifting all the snow in that square space, every snowfield, and floating in space.

Naturally, a whole herd of great ravens remains on the ground of lifted snow, and the Warcraft do not even realize that the shock now is due to their scaffolding floating.

Despite its limited range, the floating snowfields will be twenty meters square.

The sight of a huge number of white hairballs trembling over the white ground, as the number of dense large rabbits is also a brilliant representation of the paranormal nature of the existence of something called magic.

"Emilia!

"I know! Because I'm not letting you get away with it anymore!

It's just that when it's over there, the Great Rabbit jumps off the snowfield and it's over.

We're going to need another trick to keep that from getting away.

Raise your hand high with Emilia connected and wave it down all at once.

Using that movement as its starting point, the surfaced snowfields tremble. As it were, I wouldn't have imagined what would happen to the Great Ravens on the snow.

Severe noises and freezing winds as cold as the sting that occurs.

While bathed in it, Subaru and the others see the results without distracting themselves.

- When the wind stopped, there was a vertically closed snowfield figure there.

Emilia folded the floating snowfield from left to right toward the middle.

It is as if the earth were closed in a manner that closes the book, and the great ravens that were upon it are gathered together without the art of exchange, and enclosed among the snowfields.

Look around the closed snowfield in a hurry. Hit and leak, none. Moving shadows, none.

All the great ravens were enclosed in one place, in a very narrow range. Under this condition,

"Come on, come on, Beatrice -!"

Call Beatrice, connected to her right hand, and Subaru will announce the end of the meal after the meal. I took it and the girl's eyes opened gently as she continued to chant quietly.

With the sight in front of her, Beatrice laughs small.

It's no surprise or anything. It's just a grin with only trust.

"This is the ultimate of Yin Attributes - Al Shamaq"

The moment the chant was whispered, the world was overshadowed.

- For a moment, it flirted with something like a floating feeling that swung all over my body.

It's just that that's really a flash of events, too.

The floating sensation is over and the impact comes from the foot. Shortly afterwards, the sense of restraint that had been compressing his whole body was lost, and it first shaken his body wide enough to shed the snow clinging to his hair.

Ringing his nose and circling his neck.

Eyes, noses, ears, looking for prey is the first thing that happens to them. Look around with red eyes and look for aromatic scented prey.

I don't feel it. Until earlier, there was a prey in front of it that appealed so much that I felt the pain of my stomach squeezing. There must have been such prey, where the meat was soft, the blood was sweet, and even temporarily it seemed to intoxicate me to fullness.

Nose, I don't feel it. Eyes, I can't see. Ears, deaf.

There is no prey that should have been there. Round your neck. I can't find it.

What resembles disappointment is overridden by an immediate feeling of hunger. It devoured the white lump that was right beside it for now in order to mislead the sagginess and hunger of the mouth.

Eat up, tear up meat, sip blood and scratch out your guts. I chewed it thoughtfully, flattened it, and noticed a similar diet going on around me.

My prey will be reduced.

Not a sense of crisis, but it followed a survival instinct, eating a thousand pieces of white chunks of head desperate to scatter what was in front of them. Bite, swallow.

Repeatedly, repeatedly, driven by an endless appetite, it takes its neighbor's prey, its neighbor's prey, its neighbor's neighbor's prey, its neighbor's neighbor's neighbor's neighbor's -.

Eventually, it was always eating up everything around it and being alone.

Lick the blood immersed in the ground, and chew it with no scattered pieces of flesh, no earth or grass left to suck the blood. If you even clean up the leftovers that way, this time you're really alone.

A hunger strikes the inside of it that won't go away even if it holds enough meat to exceed its volume.

Ringing, chirping teeth, it's going to drive me crazy. An endless hunger, a hunger that will never be filled. Eat or not, an unacceptable madness.

Was my mother holding something like this, too?

Only for a moment, a mysterious thought passed behind that brain dominated by appetite.

Noised It's just an emotional run, never like being explicitly cultured as a word. And that, too, disappears forever before a sense of hunger that soon seems insane.

It created an unconsciously separate being from itself, trembling, trembling violently, scratching at the sensation of being scratched in the gut.

The white mass that suddenly appeared rolled off the ground from his back like he forgot how to walk.

I perceived the prey in all sensory organs. It devoured a rolling mass without hesitation.

Don't even let him scream, flatten him. After I flatten it, I suffer from hunger again. And at the end of the painful scratch, a different being is born to the world from itself again.

Repeat, it continues its deeds.

Alone. A world of nothing else. The buildings, the woods, the soil, the air, the wind, but not just the prey, alone.

It keeps eating.

And eventually, 'it' will also disappear eaten by an appetite different from its own.

And the world turns, and the new solitude repeats that it is no longer solitude.

- A feeling of hunger that is not satisfied, will not be satisfied.

For a moment, Subaru was breathtaking in the presence of an awesome shadow that covered his sight.

――――

The pitch-black sphere created by the chanted Beatrice swallowed the whole snowfield wrapping the great raven enclosed by Emilia, and remained compressed and donned smaller, eventually shrunk to a size less than or equal to the beeball, disappearing without sound.

The results are blurry and understandable even if the principles do not know what that means.

Al Shamak - The greatest magic of the Shamak system is the magic that acts on space.

And the magic swallowed up a flock of great ravens for each snowfield, and blew them to another dimension. No regeneration, no proliferation, this would mean nothing.

Because, literally, it's a different world story.

"Like a forbidden library... I said I can't let them fly into quarantined spaces..."

"Are you dissatisfied?

Beatrice is pointing her lips next door to Subaru, who shook her voice at the overwhelming place of business.

The girl with her hands on her hips is unhappy with Subaru's attitude.

"Really, wow..."

Next to Subaru, Emilia is also rounding her eyes on the results.

In the case of Emilia, the surprise would be that she is visiting in a slightly different vector, because the magic is deeper than Subaru's. The freezing of the half of the body also seems to have subsided somewhat due to the use of fairly massive magic. The rest of the controls, they'll probably be fine.

Round his neck, Subaru confirms that there is nothing where the Great Raven was.

Looking back and making sure the cemetery is safe. Hidden faces out of the graveyard are a bunch of faceless crows. The crown replica is also apparently all evacuated.

Roswar leans against the side of the cemetery entrance, with a ram on its arm.

And I saw Ram's hand touching Roswar's cheek and Roswar crying.

――――

Seeing that, Subaru feels rapidly losing his chest grip.

Still, I'm sure we have a lot to discuss. He left Otto and Garfiel in the mansion. I know you're safe, but we need to rendezvous and talk properly. I also want to hear a lot from Emilia about this one.

I just wondered if all those things were going to be okay somehow.

There's so much I haven't been able to confirm yet, but when I saw Roswar crying and the lamb smiling at it, I thought it might be okay.

"Subaru, look"

Emilia poked her finger at the sieve, squirting Subaru's cheek for a long breath.

Emilia smiles at Subaru looking at herself, then shows the back of Subaru with her hands. There's still Beatrice with her arms around her and she's still in her mumbling face.

"I think you can have something for this meritorious man."

Subaru pulled his jaw small into a young trick that swelled his cheeks.

And

"Wow, come on!

Insert your hand into your armpit and lift that light body all at once.

Ignoring the adorable screams, Subaru went around on the spot holding the girl,

"Well done! Exactly, I love you, Bear!!

"Hey, wait! Let go of me! Betty is like this......"

"All right, all right! Lovely, lovely! Bear, lovely! Bear kid is awesome! Long live Bear!

With great praise, Subaru circles with Beatrice in his arms.

Beatrice, who can be held up, turns a bright red face, and Emilia stares at the two shaggy people with terribly gentle eyes.

The Spirit and the covenant, who thus gained momentum and expressed joy throughout his body, kept turning,

"Ah!"

At the end of the day, they slipped their legs, and they snuck out of their faces amicably into the snow.