Tate no Yuusha no Nariagari (WN)

I was at the root of a rupturing phoenix, and Raftaria stood up to the flames that scorched the neighborhood at the forefront to shelter the brave, the slaves and even the Allied forces.

I don't have time to worry about the damage to the brute offer.

I don't expect anything more from Lars Shields' defense.

Spiritual turtle armor would have been nice, but the defense is still better this way.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

I step forward, one more step, as I push the flame out with my voice out.

Other than the direction I defend, the flames transform into scorched earth as I rise.

What... Breaking through the shield guard, I feel a scorching flame erode into me.

The sensation at the tip of my hand is passing through the burn and the pain is gone.

Sucks and instincts whisper.

Turn it into a spiritual tortoise?

It would still be highly flame resistant due to the grant effect, and I think of the change.

Then, from the shield... I felt something.

If you change it to Spiritual Turtle Armor, you probably can't stand it.

"Change Shield!"

I saw the float shield turned into a spirit tortoise armor with a change shield.

... burned out in an instant! Let the reappeared shield multiply out in front of me again to buy time.

This is all the damage Lars Shields can do.

If they break through, they could wipe out the charcoal behind me.

The area feels sloppy.

You're the guy who calls life a crisis. I remember reading about it in some book back in the day. When humans are in danger of life, they perceive it faster and feel slow to flow.

The merciless flames unleashed by the phoenix attack me to burn everything down.

Hardly...... I suppress it, but I also feel it's still less than five seconds.

How much time do we have to put up with this?

Meteor shields have unfolded and been destroyed instantly.

The reflective shield makes no sense, and the air and second shields have already been deployed.

The float shield is just being deployed in multiple ways to keep it dry.

What are we gonna do?

"Dryfa Registfire!"

There's a good moving guy from the rear... smell it? The magic flies toward me that makes me more flame resistant.

It's not liberation because it takes too long to chant.

It's a wise decision.

I feel the damage taken has dropped slightly.

But is that water on the baking stone, too?

The power of the phoenix's flames increased.

A flame with a bouncing fire burns me down as if to say it was still a omen.

A flame leaking out of the gap in my shield burns my shoulder.

"Dear Naofumi!

"Proverbs!"

"Gu..."

Raftaria and the others speak to me.

Some of them chant healing and backup magic at me, but I admire you for doing so well in this little time.

It's just not enough to withstand the phoenix's special attack.

Gu......

I am desperately holding back my hand holding my shield from being pushed up and going.

My body is still getting enough wind to be blown away. The limbs are burnt and about to become charcoal. Tingly, the stat magic HP that floats in my sight also reaches the danger zone and will burn as it is.

How dare the Seven Star Braves of the past survive fighting such a monster?

Come to think of it, isn't it broader than a mural painting?

Ku......

In a dozen seconds, wouldn't I be blown away?

No, there's only one way.

Using this will save everyone's lives.

If I use this, I'll die for sure - I guess.

But.

"We have to do it!

It was almost at the same time I screamed aggressively.

One girl stands next door.

"It's okay. I'm going to make you all... fulfill your wishes."

"" Nah. ""

Me and... the girl's brother loses his word.

The girl nodded... and jumped with her hands in front of her.

You can't make me do it. Reach for it.

But the hand I reached out to didn't reach Atra...

The girl who knitted with me the use of the defensive mind that is losing its way through the unmistakable... uses "collections", one of the moves created, to gather the direction of the flames to herself, to use the walls to set the direction, to point the direction of the flames in the absence of people.

"Atra!"

The girl can gently flatter her mouth in that voice.

I sweat enough to erupt on my forehead... the flesh of my hand is burnt still, to its will to change direction with care... the flame of the end, obeyed.

Later all that remained was an explosion sound enough to split my ear and a flash of light that I couldn't keep my eyes open.

I don't see anything with smoke.

"Geho geho! Atra!

I scream as I wave to pay for the smoke.

And I asked looking back.

"Are you all right! You guys!"

Smoke clears, and looking back, there's everyone who's laid back.

I guess I could change the direction of the flames somehow, but the flames I couldn't change were causing a lot of damage to the coalition forces.

There are many who fall from the dead.

More than that, Atlas.

I'm looking for the girl who came out in front of me and twisted the direction.

And... and look at the sky.

I understood that something was coming down like a bollocks.

Take it aggressively.

"Ah..."

It seemed to feel stingy, heavy, very light...... something like that bollocks...... it took a few seconds to understand that one arm blew up and both feet were charcoal turned atlas.

"Atra!"

Fowl rushes over.

"" Cuyyyyyyyy!

Almost simultaneously, the shadows of two giant birds dance in the sky.

"Sentence! Hurry up and back off!

Smelt yells at me relieved.

"Ah... but..."

"I can't fight with you now! At least heal the wounds! Plus... make the child's treatment faster! There are others who have fallen. At all...... you should go, the one who is the best at recovery and treatment in this!

Words don't come out...... what do we do? What am I supposed to do?

"Hurry up! We'll take care of this!

"Wow, okay."

"Mr. Raftalia! Take the script and Atra quickly! Fowl down, too!

"Yes! Phyllo!"

"Yeah!"

Smelt's fury took me to the rear with my head white.

"Ah...... ah"

I have no words.

Atra is dying right now.

If you look closely, both feet are not the only ones that are turning into charcoal. Almost everything below the navel is burnt.

It's strange to be alive.

"Ha... ha... ha..."

In a makeshift tent set up in the rear, I put Atra to bed and began treating those seriously injured who were dying with the therapists.

The most serious injury is to Atra.

The others... they only focused on the living.

In my whitened head, I rebuke what I hear.

"Atra! Stay with me!

He talks desperately as Fowl holds the remaining hand of the bedridden Atra.

Atra is talking to Fowl about something with Bosoboso.

Don't get upset......

What we need to do now is heal the wounds.

Save as many lives as you can.

You must be brave. That is also the brave man of the shield.

Defense, support, and recovery alone would be better than anyone else in this world.

... I can't concentrate my consciousness.

Still... you can't let Atra die.

Focus your consciousness and spin the top healing magic so that you are desperately calm.

"Liberation Heels!"

The glowing magic of recovery flies towards Atra.

But...... the light of its recovery did not return the lost spot of Atra.

"Hey, why!?

Recovery magic is omnipotent isn't it!?

With that said, my wound healed with the healing magic hung while I lowered backwards, but it seemed ineffective to Atra.

No... I know you're recovering, but the wound is too harsh... is that it?

Then... and I'll take the Igdrasil drug out of my shield and let Atra take it.

You can expect it to work as an ointment, and if you take it, you should be able to cure it if you use this medicine in combination that even the dying sick get up.

But......

"Why not!

Atra's wounds show no signs of healing.

I asked my therapist as if I were going to hit half an eight.

"How can it not heal!

"… beyond the soil that can be cured and healed"

Lato comes there and squeals.

"What the... thing?

"Atra, even living is a miracle. Beginning with the therapist, with the Marquis' magic and medication, life is now at its limit. That too..."

"Rough......"

In Rat's arms, Me. Your nucleus squeaks small.

"This kid put up his body and sheltered everyone, too. So impotent..."

"Mr. Lato. Can't you help Mr. Atra?

"Can't you do something about it! Like you did with Mee."

"Demons and subhumans are different. With Homunculus technology, you can easily regenerate your hands and feet, but the child is burning down his organs. Alchemy isn't universal."

"Oh no..."

"Even the equipment is not enough. I can't help you with everything."

"Liar!

I don't believe you! Absolutely, there has to be a way to help!

Where is it! Somewhere there must be a shield that can help Atra now.

What a brave shield. Sacrifice one girl. Help. What...

"Dear Sentence…"

I turn to Atra in my voice.

"Were you able to protect everyone?

"Oh, you're better than that."

"Brother... Sentence near me..."

"... oh"

Fowl pushes me to the front of Don and Atra.

"... I know. There's no time left."

"What are you talking about? You still have enough time to rot."

Atra weakly shakes her head in my response.

"Dear Sentence...... that's enough. Never mind."

"You're determined to care!

That's right. Igdrasil, it's one drug, so no. I'm determined to take my life if I use it more.

I only have two spares just in case, but if I have a few later I'm sure.

I call a therapist and instruct him to bring Igdrasil drugs.

"Stop it, Marquis! Like I said, it's beyond our limits."

"You'll never know unless you try!

"I'm telling you because I know!

Ignore the rat and make Atra take the second of the Igdrasil drugs.

Apply to the wound first......

But I noticed it on the spot I touched it.

I can't take away where it's charcoal forever.

"Sorry, Atra!

Cut and apply where charcoal is formed with a therapeutic knife.

But...... no sign of playing.

"Ha... ha..."

Breathing also touches my hand with the last remaining hand of Atra.

"So... please don't do this anymore"

"I don't like it!

Don't say that in front of me!

Whatever happened, I never gave up.

Whether he betrayed me or cursed me with the devil, I didn't give up that I was about to be killed.

And yet...... you give up so unreasonably!

"Dear Mr./Mrs. Please understand… I will no longer be able to help. That's what I understand best. Because every second I go out of my mind... I know."

"But..."

A drop falls zero out of my eyes that I thought was dead.

"This is how the miracle power of Dear Sentence... is only making the story. Please... fall down and listen."

Atra strokes my cheek with a weak, still falling force.

"Ha... ha..."

……

When I shut up, Atra smiles and wipes my tears with a gesture that's like a mother giving up a crying child.

"Dear Sentence, I like you more than anyone else in this world. And I told you before, didn't I? I want to be your shield."

"... oh"

So you're going to tell me you did something so reckless!

Do you know how a protected person would feel if they died as someone's shield!?

That's what I thought, and I figured out what Atra wanted to tell me.

What Atra did was what I tried to do.

Collect directions in a set to lead them in another direction and let them escape.

If I did, I would have known best what happened.

If Atra hadn't come forward... I'd be where Atra is right now.

"So... like this"

A pitiful, plundering voice comes out of my throat.

"I... am satisfied. Because I was able to protect you with the life you saved."

"No... don't die. Don't die sheltering me."

That was supposed to be something I had to do.

I don't want to die.

If I were you, I might have helped.

"Dear Sentence... I can't respond to that... I'm sure I can"

"Why!"

I know! I know.

Still, all I can do is hope for a miracle.

Anyone, anybody. I'll pray to God.

Nobody's gonna believe this. I'm gonna believe this!

I know a hundred people who say it's my fault.

Even if God in this world is the brave man of the Four Saints, if it helps the girl in front of you to get rid of such things... I...

"Dear Sentence, please do my selfishness... please do it"

"What! Whatever it is, I'll make it happen. So don't ever imitate dying!

"... I hoped that I would be the shield of Master Sang-wen. It's still the same… and… I don't want to return to this earth, blood, flesh, or even soul"

"Huh?"

When Atra wonders if she has held my hand, she releases her hand and touches the shield.

"I knew I couldn't do the best of the script."

"What..."

"Still, I wanted to be the most. I wanted to be closer than anyone, at least just my body."

It reminds me of Atra, who came every night.

Atra said she wanted to be by my side.

"Even if you lose your flesh, let me stay with you..."

To that intent... I was wary.