Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

Resolved After a fresh discussion, Subaru heads downstairs with Anastasia to the city hall.

The large room where Subaru was put to sleep was the third floor of the city hall - in the middle of all five floors, and it was originally a room of role like a conference room, apparently.

"The top floor could have been burned with dragon breath. Saya, now the fourth floor is the top floor. There's the victim of 'lust', gather them and have them wait."

"... What happened to the magic machine for broadcasting when the top floor burned?

"That's safe. It's been removed and stored. The magic device itself is shaped like a metal box the size of which you can carry on a pedestal. It seems that the magic apparatus used to pick up the sounds that the boxes have picked up all over the city is how it works."

antenna, or would the speaker be closer?

Metal boxes and speakers, a pair of magic machines in two. Hostages and magic devices, both of which could be recovered safely, are among the few good news.

Except for the absolute necessity of the use of the magic device and the reluctance to call the hostages safe.

"On the fourth floor, we talked about getting people to get together."

"Whether you become a dragon or a dragon, people's thoughts will remain. Saya will listen to us and follow us.... until we know if that's a good thing."

…………

I can't even mention Subaru whether people's thoughts are fortunate to be left behind.

You don't have to be saddened that you've been turned into a completely different ecological creature if you've been bugged to the contents of your head. But it would also be a loss of self.

But can you say that you have not lost your own flesh and that you can live longer in that state? The answer must only be given to those who have had the same experience.

"You can't even keep moving your body. Thanks to you, no one can hurt themselves. It's too sudden to swallow things up yet.... I'm glad I made sure before I calmed down."

"Self-harm means suicide. That..."

"Don't worry, do you think?

――――

Nor can the answer be easily given to Subaru.

However, it only conveys that Anastasia is taking measures more calmly than Subaru for this too off-track situation.

"There is hope inside of living. Saya, but the body, of course, can crush hope even if the mind dies. Live, Akan. In any condition, alive."

Anastasia groans not showing her face to Subaru, keeping her forward.

But if that's her outlook on death, Subaru agrees.

I have to live.

If I live, I'm sure my chances of fighting will continue uninterrupted.

And for that.

"Dear Anastasia"

Downstairs, when I saw Subaru and Anastasia descending to the ground floor, Julius, the first to realize, called the name of the Lord.

The reception lobby on the ground floor is just a flash past for Subaru. But even from the eyes of such Subaru, the lobby was so colorfully engraved with traces of intense strife that it could be seen that a spectacular battle had been waged there.

There are sword strikes and magical scars everywhere to the desk, chairs and walls, and wiped blood footprints claim to be lukewarm everywhere.

It was Julius who regretted letting the 'bulimia' get away with it, but it has been well communicated that he never took the fall he wanted.

"What's your discussion with Subaru?"

"It took a little longer, but it ended peacefully. Natsuki-kun is very motivated to lose with us. So..."

I nodded at Julius's inquiry, gently browning, and then Anastasia took her gaze back.

Across the stairs from which Subaru and his men descended, on the entrance side of the lobby was a figure of a giant body rocking Ricard. Anastasia's earlier story was that she was looking around and trying to make contact with survivors.

"Welcome back, Ricard. How'd it go out there?

"This is the economy. Yeah. Do you see it on your face, lady? That's a lot worse. Probably worse after time. They're too tough to harass."

Face abominably and exhale as Ricard blurs the poor harvest.

Rikkard, who scratched the head of the dog face abusively, gave instructions by hand to the constituents of "Iron Fang", who rushed around slightly, a few went outside again and some sat in the corner of the lobby and began to take a break.

"What kind of harassment of witchcraft guys? No, I know the situation is already unprecedented harassment, but you mean apart from that?

"It's a broadcast, Admiral. That fucking broadcast went off."

Garfiel looked out from the side of the stairs at Subaru's doubts tilting his neck.

To Garfiel, who bites his fangs in frustration, Subaru says, "Broadcast?," he asked back,

"Broadcasting means broadcasting that's been communicating demands, right? Was there anything besides a demand?"

"I'm not talking so much. It was just a hustle and bustle that all the forces that attempted to recapture the city hall had been captured. It was a really nasty propaganda complaint."

"Thanks to your face, this shelter also broke my heart. It's hard for us to take back our city and be a leap forward."

Julius meditating and a recard wrinkling around the nose.

Hearing their answers, Subaru understood the meaning of the word witchcraft harassment.

What Capella finally slammed on the air as she demanded was a report of the defeat of Subaru, who had done so early in the occupation of the city hall.

Naturally, city citizens who do not have the power to fight are discouraged by the defeat of the power to fight. And those who have the power to fight, not far away, should understand what urban government building raids mean. From what point of view the Subaru and the others should understand how they managed to make it through the early raids on the city hall.

You should equally realize that it takes a lot of combat to do that, and that a raid operation to gather quite a bit of combat power failed.

In other words, the broadcast of the cappella was carried out to break the fangs that stood up, without distinction as to whether or not they had combat power from the people still coming to the shelter.

"The records of the city hall show the location of the shelter that was in the city. Saya, I went around from close by... guess what."

Expressing empty gestures by hand, Ricard Zubarily affirms Svalbard's concerns now.

All this is a matter of popularity. I don't feel like blaming the Ricards for failing to persuade me. The wicked character of the witches was one of the best.

"I have the energy to fight, and I can lose my temper to fight. Then it's more dangerous next time."

Next to Subaru peeking into the expression of hatred, Anastasia whispered as she touched her jaw.

When Subaru looked up in her voice, Anastasia said, "Let it go?" and leaned his neck,

"You can win if you fight, and if you assume so, the option to fight disappears from your head. Do you think people will be next?

"You don't expect the answer to crash in despair, do you?

"If you're just squatting on your knees and whining, you're cute. But I'm sure it won't. Even if the option to fight disappears, you can't lose the energy you want to live. If that happens, what choice do we have left?

"... No way"

Subaru is frightened to understand the nature of what Anastasia wants to say.

At the same time floating is the embarrassing disgust with witchcraft that prepared this situation.

Anastasia slapped her hand as she answered the warring Subaru.

And

"Helpful conditions are already offered. In the form of demands. If you do, it makes sense that someone appears to be dying crazy and trying to respond to that demand. The owner of the Artificial Spirit and the Book of Wisdom. Then" Sacrificial Lovers and Couples "will be chosen."

"You're not just such an extreme runner!?

"Sort of. Some of them say they don't like living on sacrifice and get desperate to get out of the city anyway... Either way, confusion is inevitable"

If the panic is contagious, this dangerous equilibrium will collapse in no time.

I don't want to imagine how the witches would treat this city that has become so. They are given the ultimate authority to destroy everything.

There's a dictator switch that runs everything down the water.

"Before that happens, I just have to tell you and let you go around... don't you?

It's not realistic.

"But actually, the problem, I guess, is too pessimistic a conclusion!

Everyone could panic about that heart as a result of being scared of anxiety.

Then there is no medicine that works other than offering hope to fight it.

"We're preparing for a counter-attack operation. Isn't that what you say, if you stir up hope, you can keep your panic away?

"At the very least, we think it's necessary to be prepared for the damage that comes out. Don't let them think it's a good idea to get involved, they must be doing just fine."

"Wait, Mr. Anastasia. I don't think the argument you're talking to me is right."

Subaru distorts his lips, uncomfortable with the way Anastasia talks. to that Subaru attitude. Anastasia exhaled like tired,

"Natsuki-kun's idea of not tolerating sacrifice is pretty but unrealistic. At a time when we were first hand and sharply shredded, we couldn't win without pain and scratches. I know the logic."

"The first and second hand... yes. But that's not the same story as being prepared to make sacrifices after this. It's not like preventing danger from happening."

"If doing so leads to winning in the big picture, we agree. But it won't. The only people who can get on the boat are those who remain in the mood to swim even if the boat sinks.... I drown when I sink, it's not on the winning muscle to put people on just to become heavy stones"

"-! Win or lose!

"If you lose, everyone, at the bottom of the water or! If you don't like winning or losing, you can live or die! It's too sweet to want to pick it all up, Natsuki-kun."

Anastasia became angry at Subaru.

To Subaru, which is going to be stuck in Anastasia as it is, the advancing Julius reaches out his arm to stop it. But Julius' gaze was not Subaru, but Anastasia's. juxtaposed with Subaru, Julius narrowed his eyes to

"Dear Anastasia, I know how you feel. But I share Subaru's opinion. I would like to respond to Anastasia's concerns if they can actually occur. It should be painful for you to have a citizen scratched in jail… it's a pot of witchcraft."

"Julius."

Oppose the Lord head-on and cover Subaru with Julius in his righteous rage. Subaru felt comfortable at the same time as unexpected about the attitude.

Julius says that if a man who continues to follow the code as a knight is in tune with Subaru's opinion, he has not said the wrong thing.

But on that Julius Anastasia stroked the collar roll,

"Really? I don't know who you like or abandon. I don't even think that everyone in the shelter runs into chaos and noise. It's just a story that could happen. Do not deal with the possibility."

"But..."

"I don't have children, listening. Use the power you can have to do what you can. The nose of the witchcraft guys is absolutely revealing. I will take back all of our responsibilities. But the wider the range, the less likely it actually is to be in your hands."

To Julius, who bites his lips in repentance, Anastasia's words are cold and unforgiving. And the words spoken to Julius are also Subaru's words to recklessness as they are.

Regardless, it's not like Subaru and Anastasia don't get the point.

That's all that matters is someone saving someone.

One can't satisfy one, not even the other. Not to mention that it is widespread, the more feasible it becomes, the farther away it is, and the more likely it is to result in poor results.

It's a natural calculation that even children can do.

The more you hold the ringa, the more likely it is to spill out of its hands, the more likely it is to snap without seeing underfoot, and the more likely it is that your arm will unravel without support.

"To win, have a discussion. If we're just wasting time, we don't need it now. I don't know the difference, so the knight sign shouldn't look cheap, huh?

――――

Julius turns a hard eye to Anastasia's statement to be sure.

But seeing his arm gripped down and his neck falling from behind, Subaru understood that Julius would withdraw his objection.

However,

"It's better to back down here. The knight's sign is gonna get scratched."

"... Natsuki-kun, were you listening? Isn't that the same as the first royal castle? You got the Knight's Medal right, though."

"That's right. I'm a knight on one end too. So, I'm a knight, so I can't give in. Don't give up."

If you hold a lot of linga, it is imperative that you have more chances of taking it away.

But Svalbard as a knight, Julius as a knight, it is not Ringa who holds it. It's something more honorable.

It's not an unspeakable linga to be dropped. Cry or be angry, it's life.

"Don't give up from the start and move with that in mind. I'm sorry. I'm not so much in the common sense of this world yet."

"Again, I don't know... when the white whale, and then witchcraft. There must have been some casualties fighting. Even then, did Natsuki-kun say bad things about forever?

"Don't be ridiculous, Anastasia. At that time, those who fought and sacrificed were prepared. It's sad that there are dead people, and not that the dead wanted to die, but I was ready. Not ready at all."

I know it's a convenient opinion, and I may not have the muscles through it.

But as a matter of fact, there is. The occasion of hanging life and death and the accompanying readiness.

"It is not incumbent upon the people of this city to question their readiness to do so. It's up to the guys who turned this place into a battlefield. It's wrong to be swung around on your own."

"Even if you don't like it, that self strikes people who aren't prepared. And when that happens, they're not the same as Akan's they're prepared for?

"You're not. Those who are ready, it makes sense that the same ones who are ready intercept. Though it would be a knight to prepare for it on a daily basis and work hard to protect those who are not ready. That's what I expect from a knight, and that's how the kids in the village hooked up."

With the Knight's Medal, I was slightly flabbergasted all over the place and Svalbard thought so naturally as he spoke greatly of what a knight was.

That's what I think, and I think Subaru will do as much as possible because the children were sparkling their eyes at Subaru speaking with a longer nose.

Because Emilia, who had heard it beside her, was also sparkling her eyes.

"I am the knight of Emilia. I want to fight for Emilia. But that's not what Emilia cares about if she's the only one who can protect her. Julius is your knight, Mr. Anastasia. I want to fight for you more than anyone. But that doesn't satisfy me. Because knights are dressed as creatures, and they're greedy."

――――

"I'll dress you up on the dead line until you die, and Julius. Anyway, he's the best knight I've ever seen. I mean, more dressed than anyone."

In front of the silent Anastasia, Subaru points to Julius with his thumb. As soon as possible, there were signs that Julius would be slightly wolfish listening in silence.

Neither Anastasia, which is taken aback, nor Julius' reaction is uncommon, and Subaru pleasantly distorts the edge of his mouth, even though that is not the case.

"It's ridiculous to fight with a backward feeling that you might abandon someone even though you have a simple, lucid purpose to get rid of the bad guy. Help me with it all, I'll take it all out. Let's decide that before we lose with intent."

It's not the same story as choosing an option to throw away from the beginning and not being able to pick it up as a result.

It's a simple story to separate everything from the world of self-satisfaction.

"- Living for self-satisfaction is the most human way of life. I agree with my brothers."

"-!"

Subaru, which overrides sweet idealism with idealism, entered a tune from a third party that had not been mixed up in the conversation until then.

Everyone is surprised by the appearance of that voice and simultaneously points his face at the entrance to the government building. Then the person who stood there wandered uncomfortably in front of a gaze that could be bathed,

"Dude, I don't care if you hit my thermal gaze. It's a good look. I'm aware of that. I can't live up to my expectations, and I'm confident."

"- Al."

With deceitful words, deeds and gestures, it was the man with the pitch-black helmet - Al, one of the acquaintances who was missing as soon as he broke up at the inn in the morning.

When he glances around the lobby with the same standing and unchanging attitude,

"What are the major faces in the city hall? Feel like there's no one else?

"... there's all the Krush guys up there. How could you?"

"Me? Me? Well, I was hiding with my ass all over it as soon as the noise happened. So, for a moment, I've calmed down, so I'm just watching. There was also a broadcast, so I was wondering if you could give it to the city hall and see if there were brothers or anybody who knew what was going on."

That's what Al answers as he clatters the joints of his helmet and makes a metal noise, while exercising the ragged energetic weather. Other than Subaru, I cannot forbid the unpleasantness of Al's answer.

Under these circumstances, it is frustrating that someone with less power to fight has prioritized preservation.

"Don't look like that. Am I the reason you're late? I don't think it was a bad idea not to be on the spot, but that was a bad tour of the stars. And I'm the only one who changed the results when I joined him. I don't think so."

"Oi, Admiral. What, you son of a bitch? Are you selling us a fight or cancer?

Garfiel first takes the edge of his eclampsia to Al's words that shrug his shoulders.

I don't think Al and Garfield know each other. Garfiel was not present when Priscilla showed her face to the inn and crushed the place of the regiment.

Al's appearance in his eyes is a strange strange man who lines up his theory of results after he's finished.

"Wait, Garfield. That guy is Al. The king's candidate, the knight of Priscilla. I may not have told you, but now the city has all five candidates..."

"Correct me, brother. I work for Princess Ole, but I'm not a knight. That's the right way, I don't expect it from me enough to be famous. Whoa, that's not a bad word for a brother, is it?

Even more cynical Al while correcting Subaru calling Garfiel. Garfiel floated blue muscles in that attitude this time, stripping his fangs and trying to bite him.

"Yes, that's it! That's it! When I shut up because I'm gonna do it!

Big anastasia slaps her hand and changes the air before the rumbling becomes big.

She glanced at Al with those round eyes,

"You look like your husband all of a sudden and make it air bad all at once? You have a bad personality. Even if you imitate it, you can just discredit it. Stop."

"My advice hurts, but unfortunately it's vegan. I have a reputation for routinely stroking someone else's nerves. Breaking the pace of the opponent was a way to survive."

Al shudders as he puts his finger through the gap in the neck of his helmet and scratches around the nod.

Returning with a sigh to that objection, Anastasia looked at Subaru,

"It's going to be a long story, but our policy doesn't change. Keep in mind that sacrifices are made and still work out measures to win. If Natsuki-kun really wants to make sure there are no casualties, then that's when I figure it out. Yeah. We don't want to take victims."

"So you're not stopping me from speaking to the shelter for one second, are you?

"... we'll separate the hours. Either way, it doesn't change that we need power. If there's anybody who can fight this shelter, we can call it in."

Although passive, Anastasia withdraws her opposition to Subaru's opinion. Full agreement, that's just high hopes. At this point, I can't complain.

"Dialogue mirror, take it. In the meantime, I'll call you back six hours before the deadline. After that, not a single one screws up, keep in mind."

"That's not what I heard about the deadline. What time is it?"

"It's time for the date to change tonight. - From now on, we only have about nine hours"

On behalf of Anastasia, Julius tells him so about the engraving.

If you're referring to an operation meeting six hours ago, it's practically three hours from here that you're free to use. In the meantime, we have to come up with an opinion that will convince Anastasia.

On top of that, find the power and the way to break witchcraft by the time of the inscription, and destroy this. That's how, for the first time, the city is saved. No, that's not enough.

The recapture of Emilia. Retrieve Rem's memory from 'bulimia'. And restore the people who mutated into 'lust' to their original appearance. Now that this is done, it's finally a complete victory.

"I don't have time. Is there a map around the shelter?

"I do. Take the number of pieces you need. Let's not wear it when Ricard turns around the" Iron Fang "kid and he's still letting it go."

They receive Anastasia's attention and are given a checked map to the point where they turn from the recard. Copying that on a brand new map, 'Iron Fang' is apparently turning preferentially from a distant shelter.

Given that it is Subaru's foot, it is helpful that the nearby field remains.

It was even as if they knew they would and were left behind.

"Subaru, I'll accompany you"

"Julius? No, that's not good. I'm pretty sure a lot of manpower would help, but it's also a problem to run out of people who can fight from the city hall."

Julius offering to accompany him, but Subaru refuses to do so on the grounds of lack of force.

Looks like Ricard is going to keep going outdoors, and Subaru is going to run around with Garfiel. Though Wilhelm is upstairs, he's overburdened with whatever it takes to leave all of this building to himself.

Even if not, the dark clouds that can now enter the Krusch faction are colorful.

Listening to Subaru's answer, Julius relentlessly concurs.

He lacks calm somewhere and looks unusual when he's getting hot. Subaru tapped that shoulder lightly, then let Garfiel squeeze his jaw,

"Garfield, follow me. I want to hit another shelter and find someone who can fight. If anxiety is spreading, the goal is to curb it."

"... oh, okay. I'll take care of it."

To Subaru's request, Garfiel pulled his jaw a beat late.

Looking at it, Subaru spreads the map in his hand to think from which side of Pristella should be attacked, spreading around the city hall.

I want to prioritize force - after all, the inexpensiveness of Reinhardt.

"How about you hit the shelter around that inn? Maybe the princess hasn't even gone that far."

"That's close to getting out of here... wait a minute"

Subaru stops Al pointing to the map and trying to make a dignified stop at his purpose. to Al, who tilts his neck strangely, Subaru pokes his finger,

"Are you following me?

"I'm coming, I'm in serious trouble if I'm left alone. I'm having trouble finding the princess. If I knew this was going to happen, I wouldn't have left you alone if you'd told me to leave. If this happens, I'm afraid to look for it."

"... That's a fine subordinate love, Oi"

What a backward idea, but more manpower is purely appreciated. Garfiel, who I heard would accompany Al, looks blatantly disgusted, but at this point, there will be no other way to keep his eyes closed when it comes to people's likes and dislikes.

Besides, Priscilla must be the only one who wants her saved.

"If it's Priscilla, I'm meeting her in the park of the city fifteen minutes before the noise starts. If you were, you'd be in a shelter around there."

"Seriously. That's super powerful information, bro. Well, that's where it comes from."

Al rejoices in Subaru's reward and comes rambling his back with a bang.

With its delightful Al, and the garfiel on the face, Subaru leaves the city hall for a look around the shelter.

Dropping off that back -,

"You were a total bad guy."

"Shut up, collar-wrapped fox. It's not like we haven't thought about it.... If Natsuki-kun came back and said it, I wouldn't even think about it."

Anastasia whispers with a totally detoxified face, and the collar rolls tremble small.

No one else noticed that such an exchange was taking place.