Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu (WN)

- It was the intense 'heat' that originated in the heart of the flesh that dominated consciousness.

"Gu, uuuu! Hot."

Taste the feeling of hard ground on his face, Subaru realizes that he is falling into a depression. Yet my hands and feet don't move to get up.

As if I was no longer myself, physical freedom had been deprived.

Yet it wasn't a joke because only scorching heat burns Subaru indefinitely.

- Hot, hot, hot, hot, hot.

If you open your mouth, it's a lot of blood that spilled out instead of screaming.

The phrase of pain and suffering, overflowing with his own blood, nearly drowns, Subaru is even tasted the extreme of pain in the world.

- What the hell did you do?

A desire for escape to escape suffering causes such a cry to spin repeatedly in the back of his brain.

What the hell did you do?

Never, I have a consciousness that was just a praiseworthy way of life. But that's not limited to Subaru. No one should be able to live their days so innocently that they can be proud of all humans. There must have been some hindsight, some regret, some blindfolding, some compromise.

And yet, why should I be the only one to see it like this?

How can you be the only one pushed to see the fate of every other human being?

"Oh, shit......"

The squeal leaked out of the gap between the lobster and the overflowing blood.

It is regret, hatred for powerlessness, hatred for destiny -,

- To myself, it was also frightening.

――――

Whether this is all scratched, this much suffering, or this much dying sight.

Burned by burning fever, he literally slashed himself by sharp pain, even if his life was threatened.

The look of a girl burning in the back of her brain, because she smiles and all the sad dead ministers repeat themselves.

"Me."

Now, again, speak of determination. Speak your readiness. Speak of untrained, regret.

No matter how many times you try, how many times you crawl around, how many times you wish, in search of a future that won't reach you.

"Pain" and "fever" are all far away, losers are like losers, barking all the time.

"Must."

A flickering murder blade relentlessly approaches a dying light that is on the verge of losing its life.

But that's not even in my eyes. Already, I'm ready.

- I'll try to save you.

The moment he had that wish again, Natsuki Subaru lost his life.

- Subaru had a strange sense of relief and weakness when he saw the sight he was used to seeing again.

"Safe to go back, don't you think?"

Looking back and forth at the Wang capital, Subaru wrote a "positive" letter on the ground with the tree branches he had picked up, and after continuing it until he cared, he stomped off and sighed with his feet.

Natsuki Subaru is a mediocre, out-of-school third year student from Earth, the third planet of the solar system.

If you look at the ruffled outfit with sneakers in jerseys and plastic bags on the way home from the convenience store, no one will suspect you of that.

However, the rationale prevails only in cultural areas where the meaning of horizontal characters, such as jerseys, sneakers and convenience stores, can be properly conveyed and values shared.

I mean, what are you trying to say...

"-The other world summons is tighter than I thought."

A huge lizard as much as the horse pulled the carriage and crossed in front of him as he stood up a piece of dirt smoke.

Naturally, such a sight cannot be seen in Subaru's known Earth area. If, then, it is said that the present is a cast presence of a so-called theme park with a special makeup on the horse, it is also not easy to snort.

Because not only is that lizard overflowing the streets and all over the city, but there are too many special makeovers for people who can follow that lizard.

Human-shaped beasts - two or thirty humans dressed as species, such as beasts and subhumans, at least as far as Svalbard's sight is concerned. Regardless, there are also a large number of general entrants who have the same appearance as Subaru, but that doesn't come into much consciousness buried in the violence of personality: appearance.

In the first place, we can't afford to break our thoughts forever to escape such reality.

Neither the Beast Man nor the Lizard are filming a movie, if not a cast. This is the natural cultural area, and the foreign body here is Subaru, not them.

- That's already painfully painful for Subaru, who has spent more than a dozen days feeling physically.

"... go"

Cut off beneficial thoughts, pay your ass and stand up.

Subaru kept the branches of the tree he picked up down to his right hand, taking a blurry foothold to the street - he stepped into the back street instead of being disputed by the people-waves on the front street.

Unlike the rugged front streets of people, back streets sandwiched in tall buildings are less popular. That place, which has become exactly what it deserves in the alley, has fallen into tranquillity as if it had been isolated from the outside world just by a single bottle of street.

Quick story, no matter what happens here, screams don't get to the surface first.

Therefore, if Svalbard with a rounded face goes into such a place, the villain who naturally saw it will appear.

"Hey, brother. Let's just hang out with us a little bit."

Turning to the voice you were called upon, it was the three shadows who stood blocking the street.

Subaru feels their genuine research power in a lineup that suits their needs without being large, medium, small and widespread. I don't know what research it is.

――――

Tilt your neck and look the other way than the threesome. Behind you, this alley is a dead end, and there's nothing but a threesome to get out to the front street.

And if you're willing to let the threesome put Subaru on the street -

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa."

"You don't understand the situation. Why don't you tell me?"

On a slow Subaru bare gesture, the threesome starts to make a grinning calculation with a humble grin. From their point of view, Subaru is in a state of amateur rounding.

Convenient duck, I can't blame you for nodding your tongue in front of it.

It's just that it's totally out of their leads.

Surely Subaru has no hidden past like he was learning to fight if he had never had a proper fight either. Amateurs, their judgment is not wrong.

But if only the experience against these threesomes, Subaru is already a hundred warriors.

"- Ah?"

The alarming giant - named the threesome Tontinkan, sticks his arm out toward Tong.

In its arms, the branches of a tree picked up in the street earlier are gripped, and its tip, not yet sharp, devours the soft part of its throat, but breaks through after a slight resistance.

"Hey?"

That, a ton opened his eyes to a flash of events, and Chin and Kang, standing left and right, also stiffened.

Now the tons are incapable of combat. And of the two stiff ones, the middle meat middle-back one - reached for the chin, and Subaru grabbed the hair and ears and swung. I won't let you resist. Momentum and slap that head against the side wall at once.

The sound of something stiff crumbling, Chin collapsed with a trace of blood on the wall.

At the same time, a ton with a tree branch stabbed in his neck falls on his knees, peeling off his white eyes. Bad way to fall. Because he falls forward, an extra branch stabbed him deep.

Now they're both out of combat. There's only one more left...

"Hih."

A small man - Kang - is blushing his face for being knocked down in an instant by two of his buddies.

As it were, if we abandoned the two of them and ran out the street, it would have been a battle between Subaru and leg strength, and we might have had eyes to survive.

Yet Kang turned his eyes to the two falling and hesitated to flee. I didn't even know it was already too late, and I acquitted myself of a limited one-second respite.

Stupid. Stupid. That, get paid for making stupid choices.

"Gu, but ah..."

Turning his hand around his thin neck, Subaru pressed Kang against the back wall with all his might. Lift a small, rampaging body, pressing it against the wall. Guru, he put his strength into both hands and tightened them up.

Lifted until Subaru and his gaze were the same height, Kang, who could strangle him, opened his eyes and gasped as his sloppy open mouth clasped for oxygen. But salvation will not come to him, who has been blocked and deprived of his freedom by force of his airways.

"Now you know how many times I've seen you guys on the totals?

"Ku, ko..."

"Eighty-eight times. Are you happy at the end of the spread? Laugh."

Gradually turning red and black, he glanced at his tearful and salivating face, Subaru said.

But naturally, Kang can't afford that. In the meantime, Subaru lost his resistance to spare time and threw his soothing body to the spot.

Look down at the three people who fall, once, just in case, and keep a strong step on everyone's neck. If the heel of the sneaker feels like crushing something hard, you can rest assured for a moment.

Only tonnes of neck were thick, and I needed to step on him five times to keep in mind. I can't get the hang of all this no matter how many times I do it. Luckily, I may clean it up one at a time.

"Neck, strangling isn't smart....... I feel sick too, let's not do this anymore"

Based on such reflections, Subaru borrows two knives from Chin's body. Then he appropriately pulled the three bodies to the edge of the road and left the alley as if nothing had happened.

I walked into the alley and ran into Tontinkan, and things happened pretty early. Took a little time to process Tontinkan, but only a dozen seconds.

Subaru rushed through the surface street to his feet and advanced to the place of destination.

――――

Watch the street and stroke your chest down in relief when you make it.

The boulevard known as the commercial district, where the same wave of people as the others, is also disturbed to the left and right, serves to prove the bustle of the Wang capital Lugnica.

It's a space where hustle and bustle jump into the eardrum too much, even if you're just standing there.

But the vibrant atmosphere changes into a different shape for the pretense.

"- Wait! Already! Wait!!

At one time, it was the sound of a silver bell that could be heard that severed the hustle and bustle of the boulevard high.

Pregnant with an atmosphere stuffed with cut feathers, but somewhere without concealing the serenity of the temper of the Lord of the Voice, that voice is directed at a small shadow that slips through the people waves of the street.

"Hehe."

And, it's the blonde girl who spills a cat-like grin and sews through people's gaps. There is something shining in its hand, and I can peek at it for what it feels like to have finished a job.

So I went to the girl, and the blue and white glow through the street - the ice spear jumped.

"- Huh!!

A girl is surprised by an unexpected attack and uses jumping and jumping to flaunt its ice spear.

The magic attack was unleashed in a crowded street, and suddenly confusion broke out, and the people of the Wang capital paved the way simultaneously, raising their hands that they were forgiven for becoming involved.

It's a much more streamlined move. I don't know what it's like to get caught up in the noise in Wangdu, but maybe there's something close to it.

Either way, it's the person you're looking for who runs through the pedestrian walls that have paved the way and shows up.

――――

The moment he sees' her ', Subaru tastes like everything in the world has been frozen.

The wind, the voice of a man, even time ceases to feel, and everything in consciousness is taken away by its limbs.

Leaps long silver hair and glows jewel-like purple blue eyes into a strong consciousness. A mysterious white outfit on white, elongated hands and feet, as if they had been stretched for a fairy...

In the stopped world of time, only she spares the stillness of time and passes before Subaru.

Her purpose is a blonde girl - a felt - slipped through just before.

Felt will take something away from her and she will run through the King's Capital to get it back. And for her, it's a path to an inevitable fate of misfortune.

But I won't let that happen.

Never let her be captured, such as by the fate of 'death'.

"I will, I will, I will save you."

On her back, far away, Subaru takes his eighty-eighth vow.

I don't know how convincing a vow that keeps being broken like this is.

I don't know, but if you don't give up, if you keep fighting, if you keep wishing to save -,

"Wait for me. - Satella."

The Power to Die and Rewind Time, "Back to Death".

This is the eighty-eighth time that Subaru has rebuilt the world with the power of this' Back to Death '.

It is a challenge that has already made a hundred large platforms present, but all of it has been spent to save the silver-haired girl - Satella - from the trail to her destiny.

"I've tried to overlap this with trial and error... it's not like Tontinkan"

And that is Subaru's conclusion to this fateful greatest foe - Elsa Granhilte.

Satella asked Felt to steal the stolen item, the badge, from the woman named Elsa. This woman is the danger that drives Satella to death many times.

To date, during eighty-seven challenges, Subaru has repeatedly run away to eliminate this Elsa and ensure the safety of Satella, but has suffered defeat before Elsa's combat power, which is no longer in the realm of the outside world, and has died more than fifty times with his belly open.

A sadist who prefers to open his belly, Elsa is not the one who can fight and win.

If this is still a guy like Tontinkan, he can also pattern some behavior and work out a must-win strategy. But being as strong as Elsa, as soon as Subaru tried to take any action, it's not strange to be snapped around the neck with a quick blink.

In fact, I've had my belly torn many times, not by my neck, but by the speed of blinking.

Subaru can't fight and win. The same goes for Felt, Grandpa Rom, and Satella.

Having come to that conclusion, Subaru's chosen method of warfare is -,

"Lovely! Lovely! Though I'm glad you're entertaining me more!

"Guaah -!!"

The black blade flips one after the other, and every time the wind rolls, blood erupts.

The number of people falling into the street was already insufficient with their fingers on both hands, and Elsa's expression of returning blood seemed to pass through the trance and even taste intermittently exuberant.

Elsa grows so colorful that she bathes in blood while in such a tragic situation.

In the past, there must have been anecdotes of a woman who tried to keep her young by bathing in virgin life, called a vampire, etc., but now Elsa looked exactly like that 'vampire'.

"... this also fails,"

Sighing, Subaru lurking on the roof was narrowing his eyes overlooking the misery.

The place was a corner of the ghetto, a particularly lonely section surrounded by ruins, staged in a certain square-like space, and the tragedy of blood was on the way to enlargement.

It is the guards of the king's capital who cross swords with Elsa and fall to the blade of murder all the time.

It was a sight of heartache as a citizen of goodwill, the people who received a report from a bona fide citizen, discovered the dangerous figure, Elsa Grand Hilte, and tried and scattered their lives for his captivity.

"I didn't know there was a difference in strength between a regular guard and Elsa so far..."

This is like offering a sacrifice to please Elsa.

Subaru's expectation was that if he were a person in a position like a guard defending the king's capital, he could strengthen his flesh by some magical force and cross with Elsa to each other, but apparently it was only a high desire.

After all, Elsa's strengths lie within the boundaries of this world.

Increasingly, my anger toward Elsa grows stronger. But no matter how strong and angry you are, you won't be able to stop that vicious woman with the power of Subaru.

With the guards' lucky punch, I didn't even think Elsa would be defeated.

"It's no use watching any more."

Bad for the guards who sacrificed themselves, but let this attempt end here.

I'm not going to loosen my hands yet, but dead here, too, if Subaru eventually fails and loses his life, he'll breathe back in the world he started over.

As a sacrifice for that, let's have him die in tears for a moment now. If I have the next opportunity, I want them to keep the peace of the King's capital in peace, because I expect nothing from them.

Yes, it was when Subaru concluded and tried to leave the scene.

"- Oh."

He stopped his leg and glanced at his blood-swept lips with his tongue as Elsa shook up the fierce blade.

The overflowing ecstasy and willingness to kill is more than anything Elsa, tired of the play of slaughtering the guards, has found a new prey. And chosen for that poor sacrifice of Elsa was -,

- That's it.

Red, Subaru hallucinated as to whether the flame was standing there.

――――

Breathtaking, rubbing my eyes, reviewing them again and finally being able to admit that it was a person, not a flame.

It's a young man with red flaming hair and blue eyes trapped in a clear sky.

He looks thin, but wraps his supple, forged length in a white outfit, carrying a horrible, daunting sword on his hips.

Its face, if there are a hundred, is looked back by a hundred, and the shapes of God so neat that they fall in love. violence of beauty transcending gender, is it caused by the calm standing of the youth that does not make them feel it?

At a glance, a presence that lets you know in your soul that you are different from an elephant...

"Knight Reinhardt......!

"You guys stay back. She is... 'intestine hunting'. Too many victims already. I don't want to put it out any more."

To the trembling voice of the surviving guard, a young man - Reinhardt - said with a slight bow of his eyes.

It was pity for the life slaughtered as if it were dust mustard, and outrage at a slayer named Elsa who remitted it.

Subaru, who sees it in the distance, also sees the heart of a young man named Reinhardt.

Oh, my God, for good reason, under good thought, with good spirituality, you're an angry man.

Grieve death, hate killing, regret not extending, repaint regret with faith.

That's the way the young man called Reinhardt - the knight.

"Reinhardt van Astrea. Family line of" Sword Saints. "Nice, nice!

"These are days that are going to crumble to the weight of overrated. You must be in" The Bowel Hunt. "

"Yeah, you're right. You shouldn't. What shall we do? I can't believe I've got a fateful job and I'm gonna be face-to-face with you here."

Leaking a hot exhale into the trance, Elsa turns her fever-moistened eyes to Reinhardt.

Reinhardt's expression, on the other hand, is serious in itself, and his blue eyes just have a sense of purpose and are not playful at all.

The two facing each other with opposing ideologies, but the derived conclusions of that mind are identical.

We need each other to finish each other off and to do nothing but serve our purpose.

"If it is, I suggest you surrender..."

"In advance of this tragedy, will you tell me so? You're sweet. As cruel as it is to me and to them."

"- No, I agree. Adding a hand to you here is not honest about their death. [M] So I'm not asking you to surrender."

Reinhardt shook his neck sideways as he loosened to Elsa's words, which delightfully kicked Elsa, the remains of the fallen down guards.

Then he reaches out to the guards who refrain from beside him and briefly tells him, "Give me your sword".

"Please, please"

When the instructed guard gave him the sword, Reinhardt grabbed it and ascertained his senses. Elsa frowned in fright at the way it looked,

"Don't you use your hips sword? Rumor has it, I'd like to feel the dragon sword slice on my skin."

"Hate, this sword has the nature to identify who to pull out. A little nasty in nature, but the sword doesn't seem to care about you. Instead, let's deal with them here."

"Yeah."

Elsa exhales at Reinhardt with the received sword, not the lower back sword.

But the attitude that seemed somewhere unsatisfactory was also momentary. Immediately switching, the woman nodded her tongue at the fight against the young man standing in front of her and the hunch of blood.

And -,

"" Bowel Hunting, "Elsa Granhilte"

"Reinhardt van Astrea, the family line of 'Kensei'"

Named after each other, the two collide windy in the center of the square.

The battle came together, that's all settled.

A slaughter without any philosophy, it creates a swirl of light, and a shockwave crumbles the corner of the slum.

The sword strike of a man called 'Sword Saint' was precisely 'power' itself.

Natsuki Subaru opened his eyes and watched the sight.

Tears that conveyed cheeks and the cause of the trembling knee, without knowing -.

It was a development different from what Subaru had worked out and expected, but I can say that Elsa's greatest aim was fulfilled.

Reinhardt's participation in the war was unexpected, but if his wish came true, he'd be in full swing.

Thanks to this, the events surrounding the badge of Satella are resolved successfully. Neither will Felt and Grandpa Rom be forced to try to secure Satella's badge if their dealer, Elsa, doesn't rendezvous. It's hard to even think about Satella letting anger kill them both.

Stories that revolve around the collection of stolen goods are completed with the minimum number of characters required.

That was also a desirable result for Subaru.

So...

"- How can you help me?

"You don't have to trust me with anything else. If you're surrounded by guards and say you don't have to be able to get revenge, just slash me and run as you please."

――――

Like throwing up, Subaru told Elsa, behind her back, leaning against the wall and squatting.

Its whole body is blood-coated, its black outfit is torn everywhere, and its white skin is exposed. Most importantly, the skin is marked by painful scars, so there is no room for shame in the matter.

In the first place, Subaru has no interest in Elsa as a woman.

I just thought I could use it, so I'm just taking advantage of the opportunity.

"The guards are looking for you with blood eyes. It'll be a while before you realize I've steered you in the wrong direction. Any scratches?"

"It hurts so much. It hurts, it hurts, it doesn't seem to be dead. Hehe, that's nice."

"I don't know. It's sensibility. I don't care if you die."

Because of this, we are steering Elsa in a direction that will keep her alive until she takes the risk.

If you are collapsed here, let alone become an entanglement in the search for a guard up to Subaru, the accidentally occurring Satella survival route becomes a blister of water.

In that case, I will just keep waving the dice until my eyes come out again.

"Of the Glades, can you make your way to the southeast? That way I can rendezvous with my sister. They should be able to handle the wounds and provide a way out."

"Sister! Ha, it's not like I'm sisters, and I can't save you. It's a story"

Not to be trusted, and bug spit runs, even if it is, but Subaru put an arithmetic on Elsa's words to get through this difficulty.

It's already flowing quite south on the way out. From here, it doesn't take long to get to where Elsa instructed.

With Elsa's holy gold coin in his possession, Subaru's acquired ghetto man has interrupted the guards' search and led them to the wrong side. Problem is, no.

"I don't know what you're after."

"I want to make you a loan. One day, it might come in handy."

"Lend, right. That's strange. - You want to kill me so bad."

That's what he said as he lent Elsa his shoulder and helped her escape. Soon after, Elsa's black eyes look up at Subaru and try to peek into the emotions behind it.

But I don't even have to look in the back. Subaru's black-eyed answer is just as Elsa picked it up.

Subaru wants to kill Elsa now if he can. But if you don't think about it later, you can't even beat Subaru to the dying Elsa, and that's short-circuited in the first place.

Subaru now assumes that his situation is a game board that is badly skewed.

Fighting assuming every hand is considered, tried and missed, and the best hand is struck.

If you think of this as chess, it's not easy to get away with the pawns that exist on the board and get victorious.

Swap allies with enemies, if possible. If there's a gap, I don't hate to change my standing.

To do this, even someone with a sincere hatred who wants to kill you, should be used.

"I want to kill you. I'm sure I'll kill you one day. But not now."

"Yes."

Without having to hide it, Subaru revealed the bottom of his belly to Elsa.

Now if Elsa were a prudent person, she would have killed Subaru on this occasion to turn down the worries of her hindsight. But there was certainty in Subaru that it would not.

That has been, eighty-eight times - that, only Subaru, who was killed more than eighty times by Elsa, has a certainty of intent to kill.

"That's nice. Connect you and me with hatred. Soon, always. I'm sure your words will prove to me. That's very, very nice."

――――

Wet in blood, he loosened his red-dyed lips, and Elsa smiled as if she were a maiden in love.

With that grin close, Subaru thought of this woman in her heart.

"I'll see you soon, won't I?

"Bye, brother. I'll thank you for Elsa. Wow."

Turning Elsa over to the dark blue-haired girl she rendezvous with, Subaru exhaled in relief.

Waiting for Elsa's instructed abandoned house was a young early teenage girl. At first Subaru was surprised at its young age, but the girl handled Elsa's wounds with a field-familiar attitude and quickly pulled up the abandoned house when she finished preparing to flee the King's Capital.

Subaru's reward for barely securing contact with Elsa.

It's a reward commensurate with the danger you took, though I'm not sure about that.

"That depends on what I'm going to do."

When he takes off his bloodstained jersey jacket, Subaru wraps it around his waist and walks out.

At the end of the foot is the opposite of the Glades, the direction of the Stolen Goods Collection. That's all I cared about was whether Satella was able to get her badge back safely in that place where Elsa couldn't go out.

――――

Over time, Subaru, who reached the stolen goods collection, rounds his eyes to the sight.

"This was unexpected"

Spilling across the front of Subaru like that is the sight of an ice-covered stolen goods store.

Rather than ice pickling, the expression is more correct: a stolen collection is trapped in the ice. If you ask the nearby residents lightly what the hell happened,

"My grandfather and his granddaughter, who were the faces of the stolen goods collection, were pulled by the guards. Whatever, hey, I don't want to get involved with turning the wizard on my enemies."

"Um, is my grandson and grandfather safe? And the wizard?"

"I'm talking about no injuries, but I didn't see them both very well. That's enough."

You creeped over the impending momentum of Subaru, and the man shook Subaru's arm away, hurrying away in the darkness of the back alley.

Dropping off that back, rebuffing the man's words, Subaru strokes his chest down in relief.

I don't know how far the man's words are true, but at least you can't mishear the story of the dead coming out as what they are now.

Felt and Grandpa Rom were caught by the guards because the business they were doing is productive. You should eat stinky rice for a while and reflect on what you do.

And Satella was safe, knowing she helped Subaru the way she wanted...

"- Okay. And then there's what I'm gonna do."

Scratching his head, Subaru realizes that his purpose has been emptied.

Summoned by different worlds, 'Back to Death' is so empowering that you use it to help that lovely and adorable silver-haired half elf.

Though he died eighty-seven times to accomplish it and arrived here.

"Shit. Should I die and start over and ask why Elsa was trying to steal his badge from Satella...?

I should have heard it out while carrying the wounded Elsa, but I was losing it.

Nevertheless, I don't know how Elsa acted if I could hear that she went into Elsa's situation there and that Subaru was emotionally satire.

As it turns out, now both Subaru and Satella have lives. Suppose that's the right answer.

"If possible, I'd like to know more about Satella..."

I don't know where Satella came from, where she went, or if I'll see her again.

Until we figure that out, there's a way to repeat it.

If there's anything else I can do...

"- Is that what you guys tell me?

In front of an ice-covered stolen collection, Subaru looks back with both hands in his pocket.

There are no signs of people. Yet I could see countless figures standing in Subaru's sight.

Ordinary facial rashes, a group of young and old moderately disturbed and without unity.

Only one thing, if there is one unified in that population, is its eyes.

All of them, my eyes are dead. Insane, seeking ecstasy, for that matter.

I'm sure, if you look in the mirror, Subaru has the same eyes.

――――

Loosening his cheeks to the sentiment, Subaru looked over his head.

A frightening moon looked down silently at the freezing collection of stolen goods and the madmen.

It was not until nearly two months after that that that Satella's identity was found out in detail.

"Chosen King! Silver-haired half-elf! Recommended by Roswar L. Mazers Borderline Uncle! Not Satella, Emilia -!"

Without any progress, Svalbard slapped his hands with a joyous look, jumping to more information that had jumped into the interruption of the continual report.

The unexpected influx of information came in the wake of an order from the Royal Castle and the "Throne Selection" posted not only in the King's Capital but throughout the country.

Primitively, Subaru peeled at that information expressed by putting up standing signs and the like all over the city, making a small mockery at first of all of just one country's elections and the like.

Five women who were put up as candidates - because among them was the girl they sought.

"A king, a king... a candidate for king means he's in an unexpected capacity. It made sense, just walking was full of elegance and stuff. Emilia, Emilia."

With the discovery of his real name, Subaru's mind becomes as light as a feather has grown.

Initially, we knew that Satella and the name of the lie had been named. She - for what Emilia told Subaru a false name, such as Satella, and why.

Because if there's a silver-haired half-elf named Satella...

"Naturally, people don't get close to suspecting their involvement with these guys. It was a meat trick to keep me out of danger. Look cute, think cute."

Talk lonely about being a half elf and try to take advantage of it and distance yourself from the danger while keeping a face that fears you can turn away.

What a bully, healthy kid. Thought I could tighten my chest.

There -,

"- Natsuki Subaru! Beloved believer! You're here, Death!?

――――

Shitty, bird-strangling, deafening voices echo, calling Subaru's name.

Faced to the voice, Subaru opened the door reluctantly and went out of his private room when he put a standing sign on the bed that had been stripped from the king's capital.

Outside the room there is cold air and a dark space. It's not only the deaf voices that echo that space, but also the unusually blamed shoe sounds.

And as I leave my back on the closed door and wait, only the thin lights slip through the passage I depend on, and a man with a blue and white unhealthy face looks blurred.

When the man looked at Subaru, his eyes just popped open,

"I looked for you, Death! Why, why, why are you devouring laziness here, Death!? We are! diligently! No, no, no, no!

"Please stop talking, Mr. Pete. I'm just following the instructions of the Gospel. The Gospel commanded me to stay here."

"Oh my God! 'The Gospel' does that to you!? At this time of year, on this occasion, in a situation like this, we can even speculate on why we keep as many devout followers as you, and what the hell the witch thinks! Not even Death."

Softly yelling and scattering, not only that, but also the movement of the body is loud.

Exactly a madman - before Petergius Romaneconti, Subaru was struggling to enjoy sighing.

He's a lunatic who can't like it or anything, but he must be a useful opponent for Subaru.

Whatever, the group Subaru turned to is always a chunk of his own ego, and even the general public is suspicious of self-consciousness.

Subaru had taken the liberty of guessing that the rarity of the emotions of the general public was such that some interference was being made in the consciousness so that his affiliation could not be diverted in everyday life.

Either way, I don't care about that discussion. What matters is the purpose of this visit by Petergius, who is in a position of authority far removed from the general public.

Over the past two months, Subaru has been greeted by a certain group of people, including Petergius, who, for once, have been allowed to live a life of no freedom whatsoever.

Most of all, I'm not dysfunctional in my life, but I'm just dysfunctional in my actions and my spirit.

The many opportunities to deal with the kind of madmen, fanatics in particular, were nothing but painful for Subaru, who could only have a common sense humanity.

The residence is a cave hidden the entrance present in the mountains.

Surprisingly resilient and generous enough to be addressed to his own room, but far from the public, the stiffness of the floor and the warmth of the walls can be enjoyed by the modern child Subaru.

Nevertheless, the acting isn't good enough to hide my involvement with them in an outside environment. It was useful to live here as a compromise and to accumulate knowledge of this world.

"So, what do you want from me living in this hiding place?

"You don't know, Death? In this country, just the stupid thing that's about to happen!

"In the country, from now on... you mean the king's race?

"Yes, Death! King's race! Death, that's not the problem, Death! It is not the king's race itself that matters, but the presence to participate in the king's race! Namely, a half demon with silver hair!

――――

To teach you to the unknown Subaru, Petergius touched the king's choice - he brought with him the same thing that Subaru was decorating his room, and poked it out.

There, naturally, is the face of a darling girl who stared so far into the hole. Petergius' bones and only his fingers on the skin also still pointed to the girl's face.

"Look, Death! And the wind! And the origin! Exactly, blasphemy against witches! A presence that must not be overlooked for the eagles! This is a trial, Death!

"Trial"

"Yes Death!!

Screaming out loud, Petergius pushes the sticky paper he touches against the rock walls of the cave. And then he slapped his fist at Emilia's manuscript, and his blood splashed.

A lunatic who likes to hurt herself blasphemes Emilia painted on paper, intoxicated by pain and blood.

"If it fits, have it! If it doesn't fit, drain it! Make sure it's the right device for the witch, and if it's right for it, accept it under us, Death! We have to do the trials!

You want me to help you with that?

"Yeah, you're right, Death! I called out for something else, but I don't really think those unbelievable things will respond, Death! The only thing that was possible was' anger 'but now far from the kingdom...... hence! We have to go alone!

With a sense of purpose in his chest, Petergius shoves his blood-stained fist into his mouth and sips his wound with tears. The sight of torn mouth ends, front teeth piercing the back of your hand and damaging thin skin and muscles is so miserable that you want to turn away.

Just tell him to endure with the spiritual power of steel, Subaru dressed as a flat face,

"So, should I accompany you? I don't know on my own, Bishop."

"You're accompanying me, Death! Oh! Woo-hoo! What a joy, Death!

"You're too shabby just to say you're coming with me."

The spilled bitterness is from the heart.

However, in response to Subaru's positive response, Petergius nodded so many times that his neck was likely to lift, his legs aligned in a spurtly switched manner, turning his back,

"Soon, Death! On the road, after I had already instructed the eagle's" fingertips "...... join each of them and go to Mazers territory. So follow the guidance of The Gospel, Death!

"Roger.... by the way, what do you do with trials?

"Natural question, Death. Try what the witch vessel deserves... i.e., try the deed Death where the strength of the contents holds the witch's soul, the quality, is more qualified than anything else!

Subaru nods with a windy face that he understands lacking specificity.

I don't know the details. But that's much better than that annoying time while I didn't know about Satella-Emilia.

And this time, apparently, I can get involved with Emilia again.

Just for that matter...

"- Come on, come on, come on! Come on, come on, come on! Go, Death! Try it, Death! If this time the vessel is worthy of teasing, the witch will return to the world again, Death! This is the first time in hundreds of years that we've filled all our seats!

"When the witch Satella comes down, the vessel child..."

"It's a noble sacrifice, Death! Death, that's an honor, Death! As much as I'd like to replace eagles if I were to replace them! If it suits Satella's will if you give this to her, the eagle will endure any pain, over and over again, from Death hoping for a reunion!

"Right, disappear"

Following behind Petergius, who walked out with the frenzy, Subaru shrugged.

It stuck in its own world and didn't reach Petergius, who kept laughing with kettle, with just a slight whisper -.

"Oh, well."

- Neither did the madman realize that Natsuki Subaru laughed badly and gloomy.

Stick and twist your sword into the center of your thin body.

The response coming from the tip of the sword has taught me the feeling of pulling a thousand cuts of something important to my life.

That emptiness leaked a trembling exhale...

You wouldn't believe me if I told you that.

"Hey..."

"I was the best of those who didn't like Mr. Pete."

Stunningly pushed open eyes were desperately looking down at the black eyes staggering right up close.

With an indelible surprise, the sword falls slowly back out of his body. Subaru stepped back to the momentum and took a deep breath.

Beneath its feet is Petergius Romaneconti, who falls into the bloodbath.

Directly at Subaru's hands, the heart was destroyed and Petergius is still breathless.

"So far, I've had a hard time creating a situation. Pretending to be crazy, you were a little too close. Honestly, I've had my head many times."

"Say what... Ru, Death, or...?

"Talk about how much of a trial and error I made to get here. No, so was the operation, but trump cards and stuff really sucked. Seriously, it's horrible."

Petergius crawls with force on his hands and feet that are powerless. But there's no room to stand up and fight back. Just crawl back so you can stay away from death.

And even if you don't do anything, Petergius' life isn't long.

"At first I didn't even see 'Invisible Hands', and I was in a hurry to see what was going on. I'm also having trouble dealing with 'fingertips'... and now I'm filled with a sense of accomplishment I've managed to achieve"

"Gu, uhh, uhh..."

The blood that flows is the remnants of Petergius' life.

Instead of stopping the bleeding, watching the blood spill without losing momentum, Subaru seeds in a mastermind mood.

The Invisible Hand manipulates the invisible black palm.

"Fingertips," Petergius' belly heart, on the contrary, a stock of spare flesh.

And then we move on to that spare flesh, 'possession' that can last our lives.

Petergius, who uses these and tries to hunt Emilia down with the behavior of his cliche, 'diligence' itself, was truly broken bones to bring it down.

I didn't know it would take more than four hundred trials and errors to get here.

"So no doubt, you are, to me, the most verbal pattern in this world. Wow, that's a selfish story, but I also feel like friendship. I don't have to be impressed with the attitude of hitting the target and trying to fight through all the cards I have."

"WHAT, WHAT... WHAT, WHAT, WHAT, WHAT!!

A force resembling anger dwelt at the end in the flesh just falling toward death. It pours all of that into its own existence, and the dead Petergius wakes up his upper body.

spit blood - literally, spilling blood overflowing from its mouth, Petergius, who opened his blood-running eyes, turned to Subaru,

"The treacherous! A backcutter who defies the witch's love! You can't forgive me, you can't forgive me, Death!!

Roughing his voice, Petergius stretched out his bloody arm.

That is not an action to activate the 'Invisible Hand'. It means nothing, such as an invisible arm to be cut off. Here, there is only one way for Petergius to behave...

Conditions for the evil Spirit Petergius Romaneconti to take away the flesh.

A human being of qualities as a spiritual artist, a process for 'possession' of his flesh.

And there's only one human being qualified for that on this occasion -,

"Your body -!"

Take it, Subaru exhaled small to Petergius with that willingness.

Then step loosely into the front and kick in the shape of Petergius' death. His front teeth blew up on a front kick that was slapped in with all his might, and Petergius, upside down, was stunned.

I couldn't get over the flesh I was supposed to be able to take.

Instead of words, Subaru proves the answer with a lifted left hand - a slight red glow that floated at its fingertips.

It's called the Spirit of Lightness.

A cute tool with a pact with the spiritualist's qualitative Natsuki Subaru that only serves to illuminate the dark path.

The 'possession' of the evil Spirit Petergius can only be transferred onto the flesh of an uncontracted spiritual magician.

How much death did you lay to identify this condition?

"It was the longest three days of my life. For you, it would have been just a short relationship..."

"Natsuki Subaruuuuuuuuuu!!"

"I aimed for Emilia. - Long regrets."

Petergius, who vomits the scream of hatred, kicks down his chest and waves his sword down on his lying face. Relentlessly, the sword struck Petergius' skull, destroying his life from brain to brain.

The deafening amputee interrupts and Subaru exhales for a long time as he deposits his weight on a sword pierced through Petergius and pierced to the ground.

It was short in real time and too long in physical time, the fierce fight with Petergius ended.

Both the sense of accomplishment and the sense of disillusionment push in.

"Oh? Looks like we're done here."

Thus a voice was called to Subaru, who was immersed in a constant silence.

Turning around, I scratched out the growing trees and a huge shadow - black body hair, a wesen with a fierce limb on the head of a lion was about to come this way.

Regardless, it is not the Wesen who has spoken out in a whimsical tone. A girl who crosses its back and sends ageless flushes to Subaru.

"Oh, it's cleaned up. Thank you, Mary."

"That's okay. I'm getting paid, and Elsa's a favor to your brother. But you're glad? These people weren't one of your brothers. Ah?

"What do you think? If you hadn't tried to kill me the last time, you could have said you were a distant friend of my age, but I don't know because you tried to kill me. You lost your friend, didn't you?

Wipe the blood bouncing on her cheeks with her sleeves, Subaru shrugs her shoulders to the girl - Mary. Then, to the word, Mary put her finger on her jaw,

"Hmm. Then I won't try to kill you about your brother. Oh, you mean your brother's friend?

"That's the reason. Right. Me and you are friends, Mary."

"Wow, I did it. Wow. Now, go with Petra and your friends Takusa."

Hands together, Mary shakes her shoulders happily on the back of the Wesen. I raised my eyebrows about that childish attitude and Subaru was surprised to get out of her mouth that she had a friend.

"Heh, surprise. If I say this, that's it, but you have a good friend."

"Yep. I already killed Minami."

――――

Smiling thinly, Mary said with a face with no guilt whatsoever about it.

Killed him, was that the person involved in working with him? I thought there was something childish about Mary for a while, but ethics is still screwed.

Well, Elsa and I are sisters, so why not?

"Anyway, thanks to Mary for making up for the missing maneuvers. Otherwise, I couldn't have killed all the" fingertips "lurking around."

"Nothing's good, though. But it had to be us on purpose, right? I wish I could have asked a more decent knight of the land or something."

And then I couldn't fulfill some of my purpose.

"Purpose?"

Mary tilts her neck and tries to explore Subaru's thoughts. but Subaru is not going to explain any more, and when he makes the right grin,

"From here on out, we're talking about adults. I'm glad you don't know kids like Mary."

"Ah! I'm already treating children like that. Ah! I don't know your brother anymore. I don't know, I don't know. Ah!

When Pussy and Mary get angry, the Wesen roar like they were inspired by that anger.

You can't accidentally be beaten here by a Wesen. Because of this, you struggled to kill Petergius, so I don't want to end this whole time with failure.

Somehow, in an effort to re-establish Mary's oblique mood, Subaru was so distressed that he worked for the girl.

In the days since the start of the King's race, the prints of the Kingdom of Lugnica changed considerably.

First and foremost, the biggest change was the fall of the Duke of Krush Karsten, who was seen as the most prominent candidate in the King's race - but Subaru is the only one who understands the factual relationship on this.

Because this presence of a person named Kursch disappeared without a trace from this world, scratching out every fact that 'existed' and being recorded in the world as something that was not there.

For this reason, the king's election will be the one originally begun by the four of us, and the memories of those who were supposed to have supported the Duke of Karsten will also be screwed and formed into different forces.

"The fog of a white whale is not good. I can't believe I erased someone else's record."

It's a mystery how that doesn't only work for Subaru. However, I don't remember doing anything special to Subaru himself, so it was troublesome to have weird conversations with others.

You can forget about Kursh Karsten, who's gone.

Recklessly, we do not visit people who have died as a result of challenging powerful enemies without power, opportunities for salvation, etc.

Natsuki Subaru is the only one in this world who gets that opportunity.

Therefore, I will only keep in mind about the crippled as foolishness that should not be imitated.

There are changes that are different from those that mean nothing other than Subaru.

That's...

"One of the king's candidates, Emilia. Crusade for 'laziness', the archbishop of witchcraft, an evil man who has tormented the world for years......!

I hear that the kingdom boiled in its recompense, and that its merits were known far to other nations.

Even as Subaru, it was unexpectedly propagandistic, as a result of Natsuki Subaru transferring the victory he had won over four hundred deaths to Emilia in its entirety - to the dubious man who supported her.

Honestly, the negotiations to concede merit to Emilia, and the manner in which the man alleged to be Borderline Bob would respond to it, were a comparable bet to the Petergius crusade -

'Cause he was so disgusting he could talk.'

Borderline uncle, Roswar L. Mazers, took Subaru's offer, and upon his light acceptance of this, he immediately announced the achievements of the Petergius crusade as Emilia's.

Remembering something frigid about that attitude, Subaru doesn't blame Roswar for his actions.

Originally, Emilia was in a position to be scorned for crap reasons in this world. As such a supporter of her, she raises her name and serves as a back shield to promote her participation in the King's race.

I guess there's just a fondness for things there, or a lower expectation that Emilia can sip sweet juice if she puts it on the throne with possibilities.

It is good evidence that I jumped at the report of the Petergius crusade with a drool of covetousness.

"Fine. Do as you please, Uncle Neighborhood. As long as you're on Emilia's side, I'll take your side, too. It is Emilia who will be king, as you expect."

Let Natsuki Subaru do whatever he can to overturn this' death '.

But if Rosewar has an unwarranted desire for Emilia or an unwarranted idea, then...

"There's only one more tomb marker lined up for Emilia."

Until then, at best, we have no choice but to leave Rosewar with his outstanding actions in order to keep him in the dark in a position unknown to Emilia.

Instead, Subaru patrols every plot under the water.

And for that...

"I picked it up because of you. I'm in trouble if you don't help me," Blue. "

――――

Behind the cave, there is a prison with an iron fence erected to the point of apology.

It is the person dressed in thin and dirty clothes who is tied to the chain in that cold space. Girl with flax cat ears on its head and luxurious body wrapped in a Kingsguard's white uniform - windy, masculine.

It was a tool found by Subaru as he ran to the death of Petergius and to clean up the mess the white whale had rammed around and brought back as a trophy.

I just haven't been blessed so far with the opportunity to show you enough healing talent to be called 'blue' to hear rumors. On the contrary, he even stares at the prison floor and keeps whining sobbing, without even healing his wounds.

"... Somebody, tell me. Tell me. I mean, for what... what about His Highness? I, for what? There was someone there. I should have been there. Otherwise it's weird. Yet..."

"But here you are. This is going to take a while."

Scratching his head, Subaru retrieves the letter he had put in his nostalgia. It's a sticker to the touch that rewards the start of the King's race, something Subaru will carry with him for the rest of his life.

The contents of the sticky paper have changed from Subaru's knowledge of it. Five candidates should have been lined up, but there are four people copywriters and fewer descriptions.

With the extinction of Krush Karsten's existence, did the changes also apply here?

But I remember Subaru. Even though it wasn't in my eyes, I read this article back enough to make a hole in it. The name of Krush Karsten's knight is Felix Argyle.

He should have been this, 'blue' healer in front of him.

"When the white whale fog wiped me out, it was my view that my memory would respond to change to such an extent that I didn't feel uncomfortable."

"Somebody tell me... Your Highness, what about His Highness? Your Highness, with whom...?

"If it's big enough not to make up for the missing memories, will it be like this"

A being that has greatly influenced the formation of that human personality, if it falls from the world, then naturally that human being itself ceases to be established.

So this is what happened to "Blue" repeating itself like a broken doll.

Unfortunately Subaru doesn't even know how to heal a broken heart.

There was no contact between the only being who could keep his mind safe and Subaru. Even if we start over, Subaru doesn't specify the time to go back.

For that reason, Subaru has no idea what the story was between him and her.

"Still, it's the pawn I found because of it. It's okay. I'm sure I'll bury your crack."

"Somebody, please... tell me. I don't know how..."

To Subaru's words, 'blue' shows no reaction whatsoever.

It doesn't seem obvious, but Subaru is not in a hurry and is prepared to face it over time.

The power to heal wounds, knights who have lost their leaning edge, pawns that are easier to handle than this are not.

So Subaru sincerely, with all his heart,

"Now I'm gonna find a way for you not to kill yourself."

Many times, when I confronted you with the will to die, I said so.

All entrances and exits to the mansion were sealed off.

Punch the doors from the inside, and let the windows have all the plates. I might have noticed the situation in the dark mansion with the curtains closed if I had the caution to be surprised that it was strange.

Regardless, I set this up after I was convinced it wouldn't happen.

"- Huh!"

A tremendous bonfire wraps around the huge mansion and burns it down.

Not knowing that the flame extensions with fire sources all over the mansion would stay, the building burned up in a momentum that had no intention of quenching fire, either above or below, and it was fiercely insane not to attribute everything to ashes.

Flame-wrapped mansions, where it's not just household tools and ornaments that burn black.

Many women who have spent a long and painful time in this mansion also lose their lives in flames and smoke, turning themselves into extinguishing charcoal that they do not even know was a person.

Too miserable a place to work, a barbarity you can't help but think so.

But who the hell would believe that this was exactly what the burning women wanted, nothing else?

"Just kidding, kidding, kidding!!

The firehand's momentum is strong, and the man's curse echoes into the mansion, which is further increased by the wind.

It's a pitifully caught voice in a burning and collapsing building.

The voice, if you can't believe this situation, frenzied about what happened.

"Ninety-two! One hundred and fourteen! One hundred twenty-three is fine! Where!? Where have you been? Who do you think I am? How the hell are you women irresponsible and selfish to leave me and die on my own in this situation!?

Like a child with eclampsia, it was a grey-haired young man screaming in an inverted voice. He is dressed in white clothes, his mediocre face shaped like a ghost, and he is aroused and scattered.

It is too unusual in the midst of a mansion fire that could still collapse.

If you're a normal person, you should take every hand to escape this fire.

But this man can't see how it behaves. On the contrary, I act on ethics that transcend life and death somewhere, not thinking of myself as dying or anything else.

There's something wrong with a man's head, not that.

- No, it's not accurate to deny it, but a man has the right kind of certainty.

With this fire, you can't die.

Therefore, the reason a man is yelling and scattering is completely unrelated to his fear of death.

Speaking of, it's a hard rage at my wife, who would have started this suspicious fire.

Too much circumstance, underfoot, with invisible anger -,

"Always despise this limited asset of mine."

"- Well, I'd love to hear you shut your mouth."

"Na"

That, the face of an angry man is hit directly in the back of a shoe that popped through a wall of flames.

A blow from an unexpected angle and turning to an unexpected impact in the first place, the man's body gently goes to the other side of the hallway. The walls there were also brittle with flames, unable to withstand the men's clashes and collapse.

He rolled hard and harder into the big letters, and the man stared up at the burning ceiling.

"hey..."

"This flame is a sign of insulation from many of your wives. In physical terms, it seems that the love that can be tied with fear is over."

Responding to the voice of the flashing man was the voice heard at the same time as the earlier kick.

When a man woke up as he was bounced, a man had overcome a crushed wall and a woman wearing a lacquered black costume was about to enter the burning room.

It features a bright smile and three long black hair braids.

But above all, it is the curved blade in its right hand that speaks clearly of the woman's position -.

"The thief! Who do you think I am? I regret doing a stupid imitation..."

Running his mouth and waving his arms up, the man tried to attack the woman.

The prospect, however, is thwarted by a mild impact and the fact that it seemed at the edge of the field of vision that the arms cut off by the elbows were blown away. I lowered my gaze and the sight of my own arm gone into my eyes.

Understood, could not. I wonder what the hell is going on with this.

"Immortal or invincible? I forgot which one it is, but they're ready to reveal it. I don't know what you are right now, but you're just an unpleasant bug."

"- Whores like you..."

――――

Forget the loss of both arms, too, and a man whose pride is hurt tries to curse a woman in dirty words. But a woman won't let you tell her everything.

He shook up his long legs and kicked up the groin of a man in a position to buttocks on the ground. A man's body rises to its power, and at some point a woman's blade gripped in both arms depicts death.

Your arms are further cut above your elbows and shoulders, and your feet are gradually cut into rings from your toes toward your legs. Claw tips, ankles, tibia, knees, legs and slashing entered, and the man's body changed quickly to an invisible state as he punctured the blood.

"- Take me."

"Even in that state, it's still good to try to say something."

To a much smaller torso, a woman's direct kick pierced her and it crushed the window that should have been closed with a plate, blowing the man's body outside the burning mansion.

With fragments of shattered window glass, the man who loses his hands and feet falls to the ground without even being able to take a reception. Fortunately, the room was upstairs, and the fall spared fatal damage.

Most importantly, the current situation, which eliminated hands and feet and caused massive bleeding, is already sufficient and deadly.

"This is ridiculous.... I am the most complete person in the world. Don't ask for much, know enough, be abject, clean and poor, live... that, why should I, like you, be good to both faulty people..."

"If you just curse the bad guys from time to time, they'll bring you to divorce mediation."

"Hey!?

A man who no longer even has the difficulty of hitting a turnaround on his own, someone else just happens to be in his sight.

Whoever it is, a boy with black hair and black eyes with black robes - it's Natsuki Subaru.

Subaru sighs at that pathetically invisible man in the situation,

"No way, I didn't expect the perimeter to carry you so cooperatively, Mr. Leggles."

"You, why are you here... No, you set it up...?

"What else do you have?

The man who shrugged his shoulder and understanding finally caught up with the situation - Subaru skewed his cheek to Leggles. looked down by that grin, Leggles dwelt a hell-anger in his eyes,

"Come on, let's go, you geezer! You, you know what you did!? My loving wives, my wives! You burned every mansion in front of me! You know how outrageous and devilish that is!? You wife-killer!

"It's too unexpected a cut, and I can't block an open mouth, either.... I'm telling you, the only people who gave your life to take care of your heart were your wives who weren't any other?

- Idiot.

Leggles stops at Subaru, who grinned his ears and told him with a frightened face.

It is more difficult for Subaru to understand the reaction, which is heartfelt unexpected and irresistible.

Leggles had surrounded many women in the mansion in the name of his wife, singing a selfish marriage threatened with violence that he would kill them if he defied them.

If that's all it seems, it's a terribly nasty harem aspiration, but the ugliness of his Archbishop of Great Crimes doesn't stay there. He was the perpetrator of immortality and 'invincibility', who deposited his' heart 'with his wives and stopped his own physical time.

The only way to kill the Archbishop of the Great Crimes, "Greed," Leggles Cornias, is to put his heart back on him.

The only way to do this was to kill all the wives he was meant to keep his heart, and make him lose his place to hide it.

When I went along with this fact, Subaru was just as distressed by the decision as well.

But it was the wives - no, the women - who were imprisoned by the legulus, not the others, who solved this Subaru's stray.

"Guys, if I can reward you with one arrow, I won't have to die. I don't remember hearing that much either."

"Oh no, who would believe...... I loved my wives! So even those guys should love me! Wouldn't you!? Otherwise, it would be weird! And yet! They're just disqualified wives, how could I see them like this!

"... I mean it, I guess you're telling me. I'm really scared of that, you guys."

Subaru shrugged with a pioneering face and strayed his gaze from Leggles, who still continued to curse and shift responsibilities.

At the end of that gaze, a black shadow leaps off the burning mansion and lands in the garden - showing Elsa. She paid the coal lightly on her body, and when she noticed Subaru's gaze,

"Oh, are you worried about me? Don't worry. Because I'm not hurt anywhere."

"I'm not worried about you. More than that, what is this? I didn't tell you to make this a bad taste situation."

To the words of the swallowing Elsa, Subaru bent his lips and pointed to Leggles without his hands and feet.

At least, it must have been Elsa who put Subaru in this state because Leggles had hands and feet he had seen. to that allegation. She shrugged her shoulders,

"He seemed loud with his hands and feet... and besides, you should have told him the words from those guys, right?

"... that's right"

Surprisingly, he had a heart for caring for people in Elsa.

The women who fell victim to the Leggles, who said it was wrong not to tell them that fact and let them die, how they were prepared to trap the Leggles in this way.

And more than I told you that--

"Gu, ghh!

On Leggles' chest, Elsa pierces the Kukli knife and slowly lifts her body, which has become much lighter. As if it were skewer-roasted ingredients, Leggles was bleeding and even thirsty for raw.

"In one thought?

"No..."

To Elsa's inquiry, Subaru puts his hand on his chin and thinks.

Not Elsa, but Subaru also has a heart for sympathy and outrage in the crowd. And that heart begs you to reward the readiness of those women who wished to die in tears.

So Subaru commanded Elsa.

"There, throw it to the low fire. Watch them burn to death."

"Yeah, okay"

To Subaru's cruel instructions, Elsa nodded with no blame whatsoever.

In so doing, he throws Leggles' body into the edge of a burning mansion, a pile of waste material with only a few fires burning away, that will never stop grudging.

――――

The scream of a man who is burned himself and continues to be seared by flames until he dies woods spirits in the night sky.

Without even changing his complexion, Subaru continued to watch Elsa side by side.

"Bugs are better than that, for what's more comfortable."

By the time the long-lasting Terminator was done, Pompous and Elsa spilled it like that.

That Subaru agreed with.

- The sound of a broken glass sounded like a crushing sound of trust to Subaru.

"Ko, he... eh"

"Sorry, sir. I'm really sorry, sir. I didn't want to do this. Really."

He shook his voice in amazement, and the man put his elbow strong on the counter. But his torso slips without being able to support his collapsing body, knocking down the chair he was sitting on and falling into the floor of the store.

As the glass and bottle that was caught in that roll and placed on the counter fell to the floor and cracked, the splashed contents soiled the man's white uniform with alcohol odor.

Freedom of hands and feet is not advantageous, and the blood temper gradually draws away. The man repeatedly blinked at the feeling of his lips turning blue-purple and his vision clouding, trying to steer clear of the impending end.

Subaru looks down at the man's diligent scratches as he sits at the table.

A man with a graceful face. Sleek and long, he was also elegant in his standing when he came into the store and in his words to his friends. Exactly a knightly knight.

"I'm also convinced they call you 'the best', Mr. Julius Euclius."

"Ki, you..."

"But if you could give your position, you should have been a little more concerned around. I'm in a position to be the king's candidate for the moment, the knight of one. Naturally, not only my husband, but I also have to figure out what I'm going to be after. Most…"

A man gasping in bitterness - exaggerating to Julius, the risen Subaru stretched out his arm. That arm turned to the person sitting in the chair next to Julius who fell.

She looks adorable in flax cat ears, gently draws her luxurious shoulders, and strokes her head. That alone, "Blue" lowered his temper in a sobering manner.

"Heh, Risu... you..."

"I've had a hard time getting hurt, too, huh? I didn't think it would be a rotten feather for someone other than that girl's life. It was worth it."

"What are you up to..."

"It's none of your business anymore. Don't worry. My point of view, if you fall off, you won't have to do your husband any harm. I don't know if you're excited."

Julius' yellow eyes are intruded with confusion and anger, sadness and confusion, mourning and suspicion.

But all the emotions that change at that high speed are pointless.

"This is it as soon as my old friends called me in and had a drink at the liquor store. Trust is a sweet poison, 'best'. I drowned in it, and I missaw it."

"... ooh, ku"

"It's easy to do something that anyone can be proud of. I envy you for being easy to live. I'll die, though."

Crouching in, peeking into Julius' face in a hazy consciousness. Already, Julius's gaze hasn't seen Subaru. I am not holding myself captive to the man who gave me instructions to kill him.

However, dwelling in his eyes is the reassurance of a friend who was used for an unwanted offense and perhaps carelessness towards the Lord who is not here -,

――――

"You're a knight everywhere. Hate me."

Looking down at the dead face that sank into eternal silence, Subaru threw up so.

No, my chest is annoying because there was probably no reason at all why this' best 'knight had to take my life.

For the first time, Subaru ordered an unnamed killing that would cause him to die.

It doesn't break my heart to let witchcraft and the Bishop of Great Crimes tangle people die. However, Subaru simply chose which was easier to blame for this killing.

Always surrounded by escorts, less alert than the candidate Anastasia Hossin, above all that "blue" can be used that caged and made dependent in words.

"Dear Subaru, did I do well?

"Excellent. I'm sorry I made you do so hard."

Seeing Julius' death, 'blue' asks in a fine voice beside the risen Subaru. Subaru shrugged his shoulders at the attitude and stroked his anxious head again.

That's all, if your emotionally unstable mind calms down, I'll stroke you as much as I can.

"That's okay, if it helps Master Subaru. 'Cause this is what His Highness and Subaru needed to shape the future they wanted, sir?

"Oh, yeah. That's why your friends shouldn't have lived."

"Yes......"

With a rare expression of emotion, do you still taste the feeling of your heart cracking at the death of your friend, "Blue" gently picked Subaru's hem so as to fill the void in your heart.

Thus, when the scent of death continues to float densely in the store,

"- Oh, were you taking it in?

Open the entrance where no one should be able to come in, and one good man comes in the store.

If you're an outsider, you've seen a shitty situation, but fortunately, the good guy doesn't need a mouth seal. Because I'm related.

"You're on time."

"Yeah. Time is finite, 'Money and time are worth it' is what merchants think."

"You look a lot thicker to still be able to name a merchant." Death Merchant. "

"Whatever they say about it."

And it was a skinny man with gray hair who scratched his head on Subaru's words.

Wrapped his soothing body in a black suit and tightened to a black tie is, at first glance, the funeral return of a mediocre man or something, but if you look closely, there is an indescribable death odor all over him.

His face is gentle and his eyes are calm, but there is something clearly alarming about this one in the way he circles his gaze, and he can see that he has dived the training ground.

Most importantly, I liked those cloudy eyes. Those are the eyes of a living corpse who lost their worth of life, lost sight of the meaning of living, and still chose to live. Neighbor, close to 'blue' nature, eyes.

"What's your name... I don't know if you've heard of it"

"I've never named you, and I'm not going to. Of course, we're not going to ask your name either. It's more comfortable with each other."

"You're absolutely right. It's not like we can be friends."

"Yeah. If you need anything, I'll turn to the enemy right away. This is the result of calling someone that kind of a friend, isn't it?

A man gazes at the remains of Julius lying on the ground and at the 'blue' leaning against Subaru. Without saying anything back to the irony, Subaru turned to the store's exit.

Both the poison arrangements and the cleanup were secretly prepared in collaboration with this man. Moving witchcraft can be a hassle. Because Subaru is now repeating a dangerous line.

"Tell Russell I said hello. I'm asking you again. It's your right arm, right?

"That guy's right arm is on his right shoulder. I'm just a slave."

Subaru liked a realistic man's answer, for better or worse, that it was something to think about in a split way. At the same time, I was sorry.

If we could have been friends, I would have felt right.

Sharpen candidates, sharpen the Bishop of the Great Crimes trying to block him, and repeat the leap for it.

A mysterious group, a nest of dangerous people, on which there is no excessive interference in each other's affairs internally.

This group called witchcraft was a really convenient hideout for Subaru.

Sooner or later, it is a hiding place that must be eradicated, but when used under such preconditions, you don't have to feel guilty about throwing it away in a clear way.

There is no fine dust in the Bishop of the Great Crimes, no sense of fellowship, etc.

Always think, try, and root out how to kill tigers. Each time I failed, Subaru had the power to start over the world.

Somehow, I have been able to relate to the Subaru of this situation and to what I can call companionship.

Though I can't guess a single witchcraft or anything like that and I know there shouldn't be more people involved.

"You and your brother didn't come from the beginning, did you? At this rate, I'm glad your brother keeps helping you with the fun wow"

"Nothing. I'm not going to keep putting my shoulder in you, but you're still going to kill me if you get a chance. It's kind of very comfortable."

"If Lord Subaru were here, His Highness's dream would come true. So I'll follow you all the way.... but that? Your Highness and Master Subaru know each other when and where…"

"Dirty work, right? It's ridiculous to be one of them. You and I are unfaithful people who can't even show their faces to our families. It's easier to die when you're dead."

"One more step, one more step, and I'm coming to the point where my petition might come true. Well, once in a while, I can sell my soul to the devil. You're the devil."

- Subaru himself, he never thinks he's acting complimented.

Still, that whenever something like an endorser appeared in the act.

Maybe it was a salvation.

With the power of "Back to Death," Natsuki Subaru wants to save Emilia and keeps scratching her feet.

The battle of solitude that I thought I would have to keep fighting alone.

If that's the case, at some point, it may no longer be its own.

Wang Du was engulfed by fire and Subaru was gasping for all the pain in his body, looking up at the sky.

Consciousness is clear.

Sharp pain instead moved Subaru's consciousness toward the awakening.

It's all clear what happened and why we're here.

――――

In his arms, Subaru held Mary's body, which had stopped moving.

The girl has already opened her faded eyes of light and is staring at a view somewhere that is not in the world. You'll never see that businesslike attitude, that age-appropriate sweet voice, or the way they treat you like a child and give you eclampsia again.

- Because Subaru 'went back to death' and came back at this moment.

Even if the point of "Back to Death" has changed, I have never been able to return to the past more than before.

The origins of "Back to Death" have changed here, and her life can no longer be restored, beyond the presence of Mary, who was wrecked in the arms of the returned Subaru.

――――

I knew that would only comfort my heart, and Subaru gently closed Mary's lid. I don't deserve to pray for the blessings of the dead or anything. This hand was too dirty for blood.

That's the same for Mary. It overlapped evil deeds that could not have been gained, such as post-mortem peace. Sins pile up, and they don't let go of the subaru as chains that drag them to hell.

"That, but..."

I cannot just allow myself to give up on the grounds that I have welcomed 'death'.

How many times have you been dying to get here? I have already come here in excess of a thousand, to ten thousand, to desecrate and trample upon every life, to desire to fulfill my wishes.

I have broken into the pain of 'death' many times. But every time, the flames burned my heart.

Um, the first burning sensation of the slightly arrived fingertips brought Subaru here.

In just one step, I came to the point where my true self arrived.

Many, sacrificed, finally here.

And yet...

- That's it.

The voice came down from overhead to Subaru, terrific.

It is not a metaphorical expression that the Wang Du is engulfed in flames. And as if he had taken in that fierce and mad flame on himself, the figure that appeared on the hillside looked glorious.

"Reinhardt, Van, Astrea ah..."

"I don't think I need to introduce myself. I don't have many words to talk to you, either."

Reinhardt's blue eyes shoot straight through Subaru squatting under his eyes.

The light that dwelt in those eyes, unlike when I saw it a long time ago, was shaking with enthusiasm.

Whether the target is a slayer, a man who never disturbed his mind, against Subaru.

The harder it is to even put into words, the darker the fierceness - the more abomination and staring at it.

"You had the ability to hate people, too," Kensei "!

"I'm surprised, too. I didn't think I had this kind of emotion in me."

"Have you discovered your new self? Happy birthday. Happy Birthday, Reinhardt"

"Sorry, it's not my birthday. But it will be your day of life."

The rhetoric is also as good as that of Reinhardt.

Subaru grinned when he was pronounced to death by his own words.

I broke my face and dragged out the emotions that were deep into me, and even though I knew there was no point in that, that's all I could ever win.

"Don't make me laugh, Reinhardt!" Kensei "! The Sword of the Kingdom! You are a knight who protects this kingdom of Lugnica!? Yours, where did you defend your country? Say it!

――――

Spread your hands, spit and shout Subaru.

The panoramic view of the King's capital from there, in front of the main gate of the Royal Castle, from which the two of them turned, was all wrapped up in the firehand - no, the King's capital is not the only one.

Now the fireworks are wildly insane to destroy the entire kingdom of Lugnica.

No matter how strong Reinhardt was and how good a knight he was, what could one Reinhardt do? I can't do anything. That concludes.

"That's my gift to you! It's a trap I set up to kill you!

"To kill me...?

"Me! How the hell do you think I tried to kill you!? How many times, thousands of times! I think I challenged you!?

――――

Reinhardt stiffened his cheeks with confusion at Subaru's cry, which made no sense.

He doesn't know. No one but Subaru will ever know.

Subaru has already made every attempt and error to kill Reinhardt.

He studied and researched a man named Reinhardt van Astrea, tried every means he could think of, tried to work out measures, and tried to kill him with all his help.

But no matter what means, Reinhardt defeated all of it. Just that Natsuki Subaru's shallow wisdom can't have any effect on his being.

I sacrificed Elsa, I sacrificed Mary, I sacrificed 'Blue', I sacrificed a man who might have been my friend, I sacrificed the dogma of calling myself an accomplice, I sacrificed witchcraft, I sacrificed the Bishop of the Great Crimes, I couldn't kill every illegitimate, outrageous, outward, overlapping.

So, losing the means to break Reinhardt's lifeblood, Subaru decided.

"I will kill you as a knight. 'Kensei' what a lofty name to drop on the ground, I'll step on it with this foot and spit my filthy sputum on you!

"Of that, for"

"No! Oh, yeah, that's right! I used all the lives of the people around me to put you on the ground."

Lie down on the ground with Mary's body he was holding, Subaru poking his finger at Reinhardt.

Reinhardt without hiding the upset, that's petty.

"You're a hero, Reinhardt. I can't kill Reinhardt. But even I can kill a hero. - This is how you kill, Reinhardt."

――――

To the silent Reinhardt, Subaru proudly let him listen with a dirty, cracked voice.

Hands exhausted, measures patrolled, sacrifices made, blood shed, 'death' overlapped, and so finally.

Sheltered by Mary for life, finally, in this situation, we can confront each other.

With all this sacrifice, I was finally able to stand on the same stage.

"... hey, why?

Secondly, the momentum just before was wiped out by the hot wind and a weak voice was leaking.

"Why are you so strong? You, why are you so strong that I have to let them die to get there?

A shuddering voice mixed whimpers. On top of that, Reinhardt's expression is strong.

He should no longer know what the hell Subaru is thinking. Naturally. Even to Subaru, I don't know myself anymore.

I don't even know why I'm overflowing tears. When was the last time I shed a tear?

I'm sure that's the last day they brought me into this world.

That was the last tear of the day that brought Natsuki Subaru to this flaming scene.

"If I were like you, I'd be glad. I wish I had the power to save everything, like you, upright. I envy you. I hate you."

"Are you..."

Overflowing with tears It must have been a real thought held by Natsuki Subaru.

Um, it was when I saw Reinhardt Van Astrea, the man who freed Natsuki Subaru from the never-ending circle, in the first loop of many layers in the King's capital.

- At that time, Subaru was envious of Reinhardt.

I was torn in the stomach over and over again, I literally felt like I was dying, and still couldn't change anything, my heart was getting rougher and rougher, peeling off and falling off, and so, like some kind of coincidence, I painted my destiny lightly, like I'd dodge a pebble that was falling down the road.

I admired, envied, jealous, and hated the strength with which it could be done.

- I wanted to be you, Reinhardt.

- I don't know how you feel.

Innocent, Reinhardt trumpeted Subaru's sincere words as bullshit.

That's right. Reinhardt, hero, you're really, always right.

- Where'd you get the wrong number? Where was Natsuki Subaru?

I don't know. No, I know. But no one understands that.

That's why.

Natsuki Subaru is, like, a madman that no one else understands.

――――

Reinhardt narrowed his eyes and gently bent over. There is no way to reach for the sword. From his eyes, that means he doesn't need a weapon to defeat Subaru.

Correct, that's for sure. Subaru's fragile body, etc., is a fine piece of wood dust with his blow.

If so, at least...

"- Isn't it too early to give up?

"You are -!"

The moment Reinhardt popped out, a black shadow was flying from across. Rainhardt's knife intercepts the slaughter struck by the black shadow, making a fierce noise.

Stupid. How can you pick up that blade of momentum with a knife? Look at that, the blade smashed with a tall noise. Idiot. Why, the blade is more smashed and scattered.

"You're really out of standard, you"

It was the bloody Elsa who turned herself around hollow and landed on her limbs as she twirled.

When I died, I thought so. It was used as a cloth stone to create this situation and I thought she was ready to burn out her life there too.

"I think I lost it to death. This situation makes me feel like I'm dying again."

"Elsa......"

"Mary, yes, she's dead. Sister, you're an unfortunate sister."

Put Mellie, who put her to bed on the ground, on the edge of her sight and Elsa squeals a little lonely.

But when she switches it in one blink, she turns back to the front Reinhardt,

"Looks like it's also my sister's vendetta, and could you dance?

"There are no weapons already. Besides, do you know who you're sheltering?

"I don't like difficult stories. I'll do what I want. He in the back, he makes me want to do that. That's why I'm a good customer."

Licking his lips, Elsa answered Reinhardt with a logic that only leads to the slayer.

Reinhardt breathes and sets himself up against Elsa.

"I'm sure this will be your last chance. It was fun. Wow, that was nice."

"Elsa! I...!

"Goodbye."

It seemed like her, it was a light goodbye that didn't give me any thought about this one.

At the next moment, Elsa, bouncing with wildlife agility, dances to Reinhardt, where the fierce battle between the hero and the slayer begins.

There will be a banquet of Elsa Granhilte's last blood, which will be cleaned up in a short time.

"- Shit!"

On this occasion, you can't die.

Subaru turned away from the battle of Elsa and from the remains of Mary, and ran out toward the hillside.

Far away, the aftermath of a fierce battle echoes behind.

The burning king's capital one building after another collapsed, turning screaming all over into a wood-spirited hell. The deafening demon, the child calling the parent, the parent calling the child, the man calling the woman, the woman calling the man.

Yes, this is Subaru's created hell.

He created this hell, smashed Reinhardt's statue, and tried to serve his purpose.

And then...

"Oh, before..."

"- Huh."

A giant creature lined right across his mouth threw Subaru's body into his back as his legs fell and nearly fell. If you manage to cling desperately, it's the pitch-black body hair and the face of a lion rushing through the front that jumped into Subaru's eyes.

"You... Mary is already dead..."

It was the unity of Mary's manipulative warcraft that carried Subaru and ran through the Flaming King's Capital.

Wesen Giltilau runs with Natsuki Subaru on board. Already without a master, and without a brother-in-law to obey, the Warcraft mounted Natsuki Subaru, in a straight line...

"Please, find me. Somewhere, I'm supposed to be..."

Feeling like praying, Subaru hopes Giltilau will do a miracle.

I was born into my heart. I was pushed by indistinguishable emotions about what this was, appeasement, or giving up, and Natsuki Subaru's consciousness was still on the verge of interruption.

But that was just before we got to the real limit.

- That's it.

An ice pile released pierced the flank of Giltilau, which ran through one after the other.

The scream rises, and the Warcraft leads him to pull his leg and fall hard on the spot. Caught in that fall, Subaru also struck his whole body on the cobblestone pavement again.

"Gu, uh... na, but..."

Pushing open his eyes blurred by pain, Subaru ascertains what happened and his surroundings.

Then Giltillau, who protruded countless pieces of ice on its left half, woke up his body and headed to the shadow surrounded by a pale, blue-white glow, about to set a ramp.

Shaking up the beast claw, Giltilau roars. Possession as a warcraft, or perhaps pride as a united beast who served a girl named Mary to the end.

The blow that was swung down had the power to just gently tear the human body and so on if hit directly.

But a big, sharp ice spear is released sooner than it arrives.

――――

It broke into the mouth of Giltilau, who jumped in with a big mouth open, pierced his throat and entered again from his chest into his body, thrusting through his glutes and skewering the entire body of the Warcraft.

A ruinous blow that spares life, soon after, the crackling sound of the air echoes and white frost falls all over Giltilau's body, turning it into an ice-soaked ice statue.

At the end of Giltilau, he saw it and Subaru slowly rose.

Is the left arm not raised because it broke or came off when I fell? I'm sure there must be so much intense pain that my brain didn't sense it.

'Cause right here and now, if Subaru was crying out, everything would be ruined.

- That's it, scoundrel.

On the left and right are the streets of the burning king's capital, and between the two, the ice statues of the warcraft that have become ice marinated.

Purple blue eyes burning in fierce proselytism and sense of purpose were intertwined with black eyes swinging in unbearable joy.

Silver hair with moonlight, amethyst eyes embedded with supreme gems. The sound of a silver bell that illuminates the fairy's singing to a heavenly beauty that won't stop scratching Subaru's heart.

Seeking, pursuing, wanting, not loving, the appearance of a girl, is there.

- Emilia.

"You know me?

Subaru blew out at Emilia's reaction when she was called by name and raised her eyebrows unexpectedly.

As you can imagine - no, for the first time, she's the girl I was under the impression when we toured the King's Capital together.

Right now, as a candidate for king, I have no idea how much attention I'm getting in this country. I'm not unconscious enough, I'm sure I'm underestimating myself.

Though worldly she says she is a brave man who has laid down witchcraft's "laziness," "greed," "bulimia," "anger," and "lust," trying to eradicate the evil that has afflicted people for so long.

And the title will be completed today, at this moment.

"What's wrong with you?

"No, I'm sorry. I don't know, happy, I guess. You're the one, what? I haven't changed at all, but I feel like I've been rewarded."

"What, what do you mean? You, me and somewhere...?

To Subaru's words, Emilia is desperately trying to explore her memory.

But nowhere in her memory does the figure of Natsuki Subaru exist.

Naturally. Um, the only thing left between the bundles is in Subaru. And only the encounter between those bundles, the last mindless vow, invited Natsuki Subaru here.

"Are you..."

"Leah, no, don't listen to them properly."

"Pack."

Something, Emilia, I tried to ask for clues to my memory. What blocked it was the grey kitten that appeared on her shoulder on the sieve - Subaru properly remembers what that spirit looked like.

The memory of that day is already far away, but that's what I keep thinking about that day, even more than I have repeated it many times.

You can't forget the existence that is responsible for some of that memory.

"You call me comfortable. This is all flashy of me, and how the hell are you going to put the drop on me?

"I'll drop it. As you wish. - There's no way out of here."

"-? Are you clean? It's suspicious."

Subaru opened in front of the jersey and opened his hands to show irresistibility.

Jersey, yes, in jersey. All this time, I've been wearing the jersey I've sealed, and now I'm wearing it here. If you're going to meet Emilia again, I've been taking it personally that this is the best part.

Put this on, and wait for another day to stand before her.

"From now on, everything I talk about is the paranoia of a crazy guy. Forget it."

"Huh?"

"I'm burning the king's capital now. I started the flame. Not only the Wang capital, but this flame is about to burn all over the country. No one could prevent it. This is the fault of a nation or a knight who protects it."

Emilia was very confused by Subaru, who began to talk. Puck looks unsure if he will stop Subaru from speaking, but sees how Emilia is doing and interrupts the attack.

While appreciating the measure, Subaru continues.

"Reinhardt's, 'Sword Saint' also falls to earth in honor. Even the covenant that is supposed to protect Lugnica, the pro-Dragon King, can't save the dragon any more than we don't know where it started. This is definitely because I've tried it many times. In the end, both Reinhardt and Ryu have one body."

"Did you burn the whole country? Are you trying to destroy the country?

"No, you're not. There's only one way to make you king."

――――

Emilia opened her eyes wide and upset at Subaru's words with a grin.

In her, Subaru's remarks now should have made no sense at all.

paranoia and I don't care if that doesn't pass on more than I've branded it so.

With the results, Subaru is the man of hope.

"The ultimate flame that drives the country to ruin - you're not Reinhardt, you're not a dragon, you're going to destroy Teng Himself, who scattered this catastrophe. No more merit can be made to any of the remaining King's candidates. You're the hero who broke 400 years of stagnation and saved the world!

"Oh no... what are you talking about!? Stop, I have no idea! I don't know what you're talking about!!

Emilia holds her head, blocks her ears, and listens to Subaru. Seeing tears build up in his eyes and pass down his white cheeks, Subaru's chest took a sweet shock.

It was a sin to what made her cry, and it was also caused by the dim pleasure of seeing her heart shake by Subaru's deeds.

"You don't have to know. You don't have to know. All the rest, the guys around you will festive on their own. You just have to do what you want there. Just for that, this is how I burned my country. Everything, for you."

"Lie, lie, lie! 'Cause I... you, how could you..."

Emilia weeps at the devotion she does not remember, at the devotion she did not want.

I can't help her grief. I can't help but think she doesn't understand.

Subaru knows what he's been through.

Subaru knows he's not right.

Subaru knows that this is not the way to please Emilia.

But this was the only way.

Fulfill Emilia's wishes, make Emilia king, and shape her thoughts on Emilia.

I knew that, I knew it was wrong from the start, and Subaru came here.

So Natsuki Subaru laughed. Shh. Shit.

"- Look at me, Emilia. Look at me, hate me, engrave me in."

"Who are you? Where, who are you...?

To Subaru, who spread his hands and slowly walked over, Emilia said in a trembling voice.

Upon that inquiry, Subaru closed his eyes.

I feel like I've been waiting for that.

Answering that question in front of Emilia, all the time...

- My name is Natsuki Subaru.

"Suba, ru..."

A plundering voice called Subaru, and that was all the thoughts of the universe.

I'm sure that's all that made Subaru so happy to be here.

So with that thought in your chest, praying that the words that follow don't have to tremble -,

"- The Archbishop of Witchcraft, in charge of 'Arrogance', it's Natsuki Subaru!

"Bishop of the Great Crimes...!

Raising his full name, Subaru kicked the ground with all his strength in his legs.

Scratch the power scattered throughout your body, and the last walk of Natsuki Subaru's life is there.

We sacrificed a lot, we kicked those who might have been able to call us companions, we were saved by what might have been a bond, and here we are, finally, before our beloved girl -.

"Burn the world, shake the country, kill heroes, and -"

――――

- You're the man to be killed.

Subaru smiled thinly as the shock felt him put on the center of his chest.

Falling from his knees to the spot, Subaru fell in without support and rolled.

It never reaches Emilia, rolls unnecessarily beside it, without being able to take the cobblestone.

Eventually, if you look up into the sky in the great letters, there is an ethereal overlooking the red king's capital.

In a world sandwiched between red and blue, Natsuki Subaru comes to an end.

"Why?"

Subaru opened his eyelid when he noticed something and tried to accept the end.

Right near the falling Subaru, stands Emilia looking down. Tears streaming down her eyes hit Subaru's cheek, causing her eyes to open.

"Why?"

Repeatedly, overlapping inquiries.

Subaru thought about what the hell that 'why' meant.

'Why', did you do this?

'How could', this be the only way?

'Why', did you come here to be killed by yourself?

I'm sure there's all kinds of "why" out there.

Well, I'd like to return the answers to all the "why," but there's only a few hours left for Subaru.

So Subaru put the answer on his last breath so he could breathe out.

- I love you.

"Death" is coming up. I'm used to 'death'.

Every time we welcome 'death', Subaru is taken to a dark and lonely place, where we do not know where he is.

That's really, really lonely, in a place where I can't stand being alone.

Whenever we welcomed 'death', Subaru was sent out of here.

Um, in a world where there's blood, pain, tears, crying and just a few things to love.

But that's enough.

Happy now.

――――

I felt someone whispering something about Subaru welcoming him in this slightly darker world.

It was consolation, it was encouragement, it was confirmation, it was confession.

Why not? Even though this is not Subaru's sought after thinker.

Thinkers are rewarded for fulfilling their hopes, where they are not here, where they are not.

Because I made a lot of sacrifices for it, and at the end of the day I gave myself away.

That's why it's okay. You don't have to save me. Salvation was the first thing I got.

――――

That must have been a call.

Gentle, merciful, loving, called by name.

So Subaru while his presence takes off the 'death' spiral and embraces the distant.

While accepting, I responded to that '-' word.

――――

- Even if you refuse, I won't forget you.

"Zero Kara Ayamatsui Seikatsu" ~ fin ~