Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

Stupid. We don't have enough fighting power to deal with the whole thing honestly. Kids can tell.

But there are too many of them to be one-on-many, and the more numerous the more we have. If we're brought into a riot, we're at a disadvantage.

Then what?

Behind the woods, the sprawling plains.

Shoot in a number of 'Flame Lances' to break them off towards the demons that are likely to reach this side.

Any demon that hits you directly burns and burns, but that's just a by-product. My aim is to divide demons into a certain number with fire.

Creatures instinctively scare fire, and no creature will bother to rush into it. Mark the wedge you shot in and also draw the line of separation and the line of defense to this side with flaming magic to draw more lines.

Not sure, but fire mostly tries to bypass.

Still, I leave it up to the knight to poke me through, and the magician will finish me off with magic for the rest of the moment I step on. Few wizards can activate in parallel like us, and it would be harder to individually wizard wizards with a lot of rigid time.

Then you can only buy time and hold back.

I saw that if I surrounded myself with fire, I would go right and left, and I knew it, so I would surround the clumps of demons vulnerable to fire with flaming sorcery, and from there I would definitely kill them with sorcery.

'Explode' or something like that is highly capable of killing, but it is not suitable for riot warfare because it is narrower in scope than I thought and consumes quite a bit. I avoid it as much as possible because it will definitely cause major injury if it involves other people.

"Liz, can you stop that chunk?"

"I'll try"

At your behest, Cecil, you create a wall of words with 'ice walls' in a mass of less flaming individuals, which will deter invasion. All this is physical stuff, so I just have to stay, demons, where Cecil, you drop a ton of ice columns and skewer them from the top.

I chased the same way on the "Isicle Rain", although the other side seemed clear and I couldn't help but see red scattered across the clear wall.

Unlike a sword, I don't feel it, so I guess there's no guilt on this side, but it still makes no difference that you're taking your life. What, now that I was taking it away from you at the point of the partition?

The demon, shuddering, trying to escape restraint and rush forward, cleaves with a blade of wind. You also have to be patient to scatter and roll things you don't want to see shaped demons that resemble wolves. It's the result of what I did, so you have to take it.

You were nearby, Cecil. I smiled when you came to care for me, but I couldn't let you worry.

With so many magicians, it is natural to fight easier. If you don't let them near you, the Wizard can be more powerful.

We decide to keep ourselves away from each other, and we shoot and unleash magic. The knight guards the monster as close as he can. With this collaboration, you can face it for nothing.

"I'm going that way!

Copy that, sir.

Mr. Kurtz flashed when he later realized that he had been assigned this way to an individual who had escaped the siege net. That's it, the meat is cut off, and the demon rolls to the ground.

I'm usually a whiny laughing Mr. Kurtz, but now I've just been narrowing my eyes to the demons attacking me with a serious face. That's why it's a crisis situation, and I guess I can't even afford to be kidding.

"Steady. Well, that's a lot. It's good because it's hard right now... Uncle, I have a hard back."

"... rest, shall we apply the technique of restoring fatigue?

"Hmm? That's good. That's good. I told him to use it to reduce it by a few..."

There's also a wolf-like demon in between talking, and he's shooting it down the side with his sword. A mass of iron slapped relentlessly into a wolf who was about to get up, apparently not fatally wounded.

We will move on to the next demonic interception while trying not to do our gaze on the blood that erupts.

In "Flame Lance," piercing the demon's body with a spear of flame blows the burning body with the magic of the wind to an undisturbed position. Because I know that rolling around would get in the way, and I would have trouble sparking Mr. Kurtz.

Mr. Kurtz, uh, followed a slight sigh of rest, waving his sword, easily dropping blood and flesh pieces, and then wiping them with a cloth. Within a look, a bright red seeps into the dry reddish brown, and that alone makes me realize how many lives this battle is taking.

"I think Miss Liz's hot basse might recover better than her fatigue recovery routine."

"You can be ashamed of your cheeks, but I don't care what happens later."

"Because your squire stares. Oh, scary, scary."

I'm in the middle of a dangerous crossing, Mr. Kurtz, but I'm a little out of tea. Maybe you care about me. To relieve the tension of unfamiliar children like me.

My face seemed so tense that it made me care, and when I pinch my cheeks with my palms, I can see that they tend to harden badly. Besides that, it's cold. I was limping, like I was losing my blood.

"... Jill's overprotective, too."

"Ha, that's more than overprotective,... well, I'm not saying it because it's going to piss me off any more. Liz loves you, too."

"My fathers love me. I'm aware of that."

I've been worried about you a long time, haven't I, everyone? Mr. Kurtz still talks to me so I don't feel like it, and I'm just being helped.

... more, we have to work hard. I have to make sure I'm not worried.

Not if I was frightened by blood, I shrugged, slapped my cheek with my palms and looked forwards hard.

We've been on offense for a while, but we're exhausted, though the numbers are decreasing. Me, Jill, Cecil, you don't, but the advance team and the knights look spicy.

The knight, in particular, will be harder than the magician for what is easy to understand and involves physical fatigue. Magicians do not have serious effects on the flesh unless they are used extensively. Often you faint when you've used it, like me in the past.

"Now you don't have a kiri"

"Poor and this one just wears out, well, that's a pinch"

The two of them magically defeat the demons that come toward them as they speak. It's them, so you can do it, but you can't normally look so flat.

Still, the rush colors are easy to understand for both of us. We know better than anyone else that the situation is unfavourable.

"You have too many minutes. The masses are hard to swallow."

"At once, magic doesn't have that much power. Extensive, but limiting."

Cecil, to the words you whimpered with your shoulders, I raise the face I was leaning over.

At once, in magic?

... you kept struggling if you could, Cecil, but... think about it. If you get hit by a massive, high-powered sorcery, it means you can reverse the situation, right?

Yes, I had that hand.

"... Can't you collect all these demons in one place?

"In one place, is it? I was wondering if it would be possible if I could successfully direct..."

Cecil and Jill are slightly surprised that the opposite word came out of my mouth to make it easier to defeat.

I described it as a wave because some chunks were pushing over, but in fact, several large groups are splitting up and attacking. We were dealing with one of them.

I don't just want one chunk of that, I want to chunk it all up, including the demons that Mr. Loran and the others are dealing with if I can. I can't collect all the demons in this direction because it's not my father who's in the boulder.

You won't be able to get your hands on it if you're supposed to, and it's the mountain of Sekiyama that's not powerful enough to try and scrape some of it off.

But there is only one means, there is.

"Then let me concentrate on one place. It's as beautiful as you can see, … well, it's nearby from that cliff."

The plains are sprawling, but it is where the forest originally opened, with some ups and downs. Quite a few miles from me, there was a cliff with a shredded mountain, not that tall, and it wasn't like a cliff, but it was enough to look over the demon.

To me pointing to that cliff, Jill moves her gaze and looks at the cliff, and further down, she lowers her brow. I'm not asking you to collect it right under the cliff, I want you to collect it as close as you can see. Ask everyone to cooperate if you can.

"You call it impotent..."

"I knew you couldn't?

"No, because I'm the one who's gonna do something about it"

I'll just loosen my cheeks a little to Jill, who also returned what a reliable word for my unscrupulous gesture.

"... you"

Cecil, I hear you figured out what I was trying to do, and you look surprised but somewhat troubled, and then good at it.

I'm not trying to stop you because this situation is against us right now. The only way to open it is to go on offense at once.

"It's okay, I'll take care of it.... because I don't want you to scratch me anymore"

If it's true, thoughts that this isn't even an operation conceived by my first little girl in action should be dismissed. It's full of unstable elements.

This idea becomes pointless if several prerequisites and elements of luck, and all my strength, do not mesh well. Still, Cecil, you didn't refuse immediately.

You know if I can even be dangerous, and still, Cecil, you nod to accept.

"... if you fail, you get the paperwork done for the time being"

"Isn't that your usual job"

"Then I'll start over with the tea brewer,... I believe you, come on"

When I soothe my expression and agree to the encouragement in advance to return home safely and safely, Cecil, you will come and hold your hand.

I thought it was like worrying and holding back, Cecil. Your expression is serious in itself.

"Liz, you once gave me magic."

"Yeah, they don't have a lot of people who can... But I'm giving it to you now."

"No, can you take a little of mine?

"Yeah, but, Cecil, you're tired, and you're thick."

"You'll fade on your own in you. … you should replenish it because it's good, you should have a little more."

I shrugged and gripped him so hard that I couldn't refuse him, but I'm sorry, but I appreciate the magic split.

It breaks bones inside to tone the magic, Cecil, but you've had your experience once, and you've been able to accept it so well that it fits my physique.

It's warm and gentle magic, because I poured it in directly, you know. I need to thank you for this kindness and care and try not to break my bones.

"Dear Liz, you can't be alone"

"It's okay, I can do my best!

Smile and hug Jill as she tries to hold him back.

Me, Jill was always protecting me, but I want to be on the side of helping Jill as much as I am today. I want to protect Jill and Cecil, who have always protected me.

"Jill, direct and transmit, please.... to give me a chance."

"Dear Liz..."

"Jill, come on, trust Liz.... Liz, you're not gonna be able to do it, you're gonna do it, right?

"Yes!"

Nod, I slowly get away from Jill.

Jill seemed a little shocked, but Cecil said you slapped him in the back with a bang and returned it to me, and he looked at me like he was worried. I believe you still can't hold me back because you believed me.

The battle still continues. I bow down to everyone in this place, and then I run out to that cliff. Believe me, everyone will believe me and guide Jill to convey the demons that have been attacked on the road while defeating them properly.

I asked for it, and I thought I heard a little Jill whine when I left, and let me know that I didn't hear it anymore, and I returned it the same way.

Though occasionally attacked by demons, they run desperately to reach the cliffs and climb the slopes.

Honestly, there was something hard about my little girl who had never even climbed the mountain, but now that everyone's working hard on it, and Jill's running to convey it, I don't feel like stopping her leg.

My heart is rumbling when I'm unfamiliar with exercise, but I'm sure this is also due to heavy pressure. If I fail, there will be a lot of damage. I don't even know if everyone would believe me and gather me in one place in the first place.

It's more likely that you won't be able to leave it to me, so my stomach and chest were going to be tightened with lone anxiety and heavy pressure and fear that might end up on foot while I climbed.

Climb between the trees, climb near the top gradually as you are about to fall, and come to a position that overlooks the area. Turn it into a slow walk, trying to calm the heart that was rampant and crazy.

It was painful to stop suddenly, so I watched the struggle under my eyes while walking and breathing, and I was just a little relieved.

It was an event that made my lack of exercise painful, but apparently it didn't go to waste.

I can clearly see whether Jill has conveyed it to Mr. Loran or whether the knights and demons are inviting him nearby to chase the herd of demons.

Well done, little girl. You accepted a proposal close to bullshit, hat off to that flexible, ad hoc thought and the kindness that you believed in me. Perhaps he is fortunate to have been a magic teacher for a short time in a duel between his father's daughter and the Count's son.

And teaching witchcraft was never in vain.

The knight who would have taught is also using witchcraft to guide demons. My chest got hot that I was changing the direction of good things, even if I couldn't defeat them, with flaming magic and ice magic that I taught to attack, and that my godchildren were working for me.

Teaching people isn't bad. Yes, the results make me think.

My godchildren and loved ones are working hard for me.

Then let me do the best I can. To meet the expectations of everyone who believed me.

While I make sure that everyone is gathered in one place to avoid letting them escape, I will also use the magic entrusted to me by you, Cecil, to slowly pass the magic through the procedure.

Not in a hurry, not in a hurry.

I'm not ready yet, and the magic that Cecil has improved on you is very difficult to handle.

I would make the analogy of a delicate and difficult task often threaded through a hole in a needle, but this is not the case. It feels like the task of putting all the huge and intense water runoff under control and pushing it into one pipe at a time.

I used a lot of concentration just to keep it from bursting through magic without having to do anything different with the strained technique. Broadly speaking, there is a limitation of high power, and there is an absolute limitation of not involving allies.

Plus, the pressure to imagine a catastrophe when you fail. Control shivers because of this, but we have to endure it desperately.

Now I'm alone, and there's no Jill, no father, no Cecil on my side, no one can help, no encouragement. I just have to work on my own.

Your heart pulses hard and you get unpleasant sweat on your back. My body trembled, and my breath was disturbed and chilly.

Still, I won't stop and I won't give up.

It all hangs on me, so you should live up to that expectation and trust!

Under his eyes, the demons hitch each other.

Everyone did their best. Gathered it for me. It surrounded me with flames, blocked my exit with ice, and isolated me with dirt walls.

Believe me, for everyone who has lived up to expectations, I will live up to expectations, too.

Everybody, stay out of this.

A flashy explosion in the sky and an explosion sound, if you remember that in the ring you put through the chain you raised from your neck. Jill must have signaled it, it would transmit air and echo around.

The knights and magicians who, as has been shown, turn away from the demons at once. You know perfectly well that if you don't retreat, you'll get involved, and I'm not sure I can do fine control either.

Confirming that those who were in the war within sight had left the demons, I directed the demons who had immediately accumulated the magic to prevent the demons from escaping from the siege.

Cecil, in contrast to your father, you gave me the ceremony as an enhanced ice magic.

My father is burning hell. Burn everything down, dust and a return red lotus.

Then what was given to me?

It falls out with tremendous momentum, magic.

For a moment your vision will blink and your vision will stain white. The vision filled with light, holding down my forehead, glaring at me and looking under my eyes again... I realized that it was really stained with white.

What is the analogy?

Yes, if you compare your father to a scorching hell, I... by contrast, let's call it an extremely cold hell.

Ice hell, but maybe it's good. There was a flock of demons, and there was the fruit of a white, frozen creature.

There must have been a thousand of them, demons.

Most of them are completely frozen and inactive. Though some have escaped the ordeal, it will also annihilate the knights. There's nothing I can do about it flying......

And that's not the only effect of magic. The scenery itself was frozen in the aftermath and descended from the sky to the snow.

Looking around in a hurry to see if he had wound up, it seemed to be enough damage for the retreating people to just feel cold.

Even though it's a fantastic sight, it's actually killing. I'm the one who caused it.

With the relief that went well, the guilt that took a ton of lives, and the sudden loss of magic and weariness and chills that hung all over my body, I lost my strength from my legs and collapsed from my knees.

"... ha,... ugh..."

My body is heavy. It's as rampant as it is when my heart climbs up here, plus the feeling my spine is about to freeze. Cold is also the aftermath of my magic...... I felt like I lost my strength from all over my body and let it out with me to the fever.

I can't walk this without you picking me up. Or I won't even stand up. My ankle barely listens to me. I had tiredness and chills all over my body like a heavy weight, and I could only harden in this place like I was stopped from sewing.

But now, the threat of demons on this side can be withdrawn. The rest, on the other hand, is a large group on the side where my fathers are... my father will do something about it. My, proud father.

"... oh, Jill, praise me, will you...?

Good luck, me. One of you, you did your best.

I think about Jill, who would probably rush first, and I just loosen my cheeks a little and breathe.

Girl sitting against the ground because I can't walk I try to lift my heavy body slowly but I still wobble when it doesn't work and my legs are cranky.

I guess I can't take a break from this for the time being, so I sighed heavily... I noticed that my anger rose from further down the cliff. No, to scream, close?

It was at the same time that the wind slammed his cheeks as he raised his face in exhausting and slow motion.

Hiu, and as his lungs were squeezed, he plundered narrow airways and breathed. The shadow that made me laugh so loud the wind scattered a tall squeal around me.

"... Winged Dragon"

Yes, I didn't kill all the demons. There were only a few individuals who didn't fit into the range, or flying individuals who were able to travel quickly and escape.

And this individual, the latter.

The forefoot developed as a wing, a kind of dragon. It's easier to understand things like Wyburn. Well, as an individual of demons, the danger is a creature quite above.

A fantastic appearance can come down the mountain in search of food, although it is frantic on the back and usually lives in distant rocky mountains. It belongs to the dragon, dealing with the magic of the wind.

You looted my magic, some of it is frozen, and my wings are scratched... but it didn't seem to be fatal. Conversely, my rotten red eyes were staring at me. I ran blood, let's just say.

This individual understands that I am the culprit of the earlier killing. That's why I came here.

tend, and the body trembles out of the root. It's not like it sucks or tastes bad. What we come across in this situation is nothing more than the worst of itself.

Usually you could have dealt with it from a distance, but as things stand, if you fight properly, you will surely die. The current state of magic depletion, which I can't move in recoil either, is because I'm only a prey to outfits.

"... ahh"

They can't wait for you, either. You're wary of what happened earlier, you don't go near it directly, wind magic flies in instead.

Squeeze your last force and do your magic by rolling all you can to move your entire body weight, but roll your rocky skin through the effects of the gusts. It's good that the abrasions are all over you, more than that, the situation is that you're going to die as you are.

Though I try to get up with the force of my arm to escape, I can't get into the force of Locke. Rub your face to the ground as hard as you can to the point where your upper body floated for one head.

... no more power. How do you tell me to run when I can't even get up?

Maybe this is punishment on track. Because I couldn't give up my minutes, and I exercised my power.

There's a sound coming up. You must have felt you didn't have the strength to resist me anymore. Are you trying to eat me alive?

I hate it when it hurts. At least, I want you to eat it after I kill you.

But... I don't want to die.

I close my eyes to the winged dragon trying to attack me. If you wish, no pain.

Flying wind cutting noise. Before that turns into a chewing sound, I want you to let me die.

I chewed my lips off and prepared to endure the severe pain that would strike me.

"... he said he didn't want to take his eyes off because it was dangerous... but someone named you"

A fluttering voice to me when I'm ready. A tall voice that I heard earlier mixed with it turned into a painful mixed squeal and was flowing as a BGM.

To a soft voice, I lose all my power.

... Jill came to me. That's all, there's nothing to be afraid of anymore, it seems so.

When you open your fearful eyes, you'll be the first to see the winged dragon you were about to fly off, about to be dropped to the ground and scared.

Scorched smell of meat. I'm used to sniffing. Plus, I had a prediction that you probably used lightning magic. Before they attacked me, they must have shot me down.

"... Jill..."

"Please don't make me worry. … please, keep it in my hand"

When you whine about the name of your precious hero, the person rushes up to me and wakes me up rolling on the ground.

Jill turned her arms around and held me tight to me because I couldn't do anything about it on my own so I just had to leave my entire weight with Jill.

Rather than labor, make sure it exists out of relief and anxiety. I can't resist, and I'm not willing to.... it's Jill, Jill's with me,... Jill's with me.

When I feel that way, my eyeballs get hot as soon as possible and my eyes overflow with tears.

I thought I was going to die, I thought I'd see everyone again, I thought I'd be no longer me. If I were dead, I wouldn't be able to get Jill to give me a headache like this.

That scares me and makes me cry like a child while I keep my body, Jill has a slightly troubled look on her face and now she hugs me gently.

It's okay. I'm not scared anymore.

Jill smiled softly and calmly at me sometime while I could not hide her whimpering while I knew she was troubling me. Rub your back and drop your mouth on your eyes where tears zero after another.

Every time the water droplets are born, they gently scratch them and they forgive me with a soft grin, so I know that they are doing something embarrassing now that I can afford them, so I stopped crying.

Because of this, Jill kept it from me, but he was teasing Mr. Wyburn, who lay low on the ground, of the magic of thunder. I can tell by the sound that you're pretty angry or shooting some relentlessly. That sound returned it to me.

It turns a smile full of warmth and charity to me, but it seems that you are perhaps quite angry at Mr. Wyburn. I'm sorry because if I could have defeated you, it wouldn't have happened so much.

"... are you okay?

Obviously it was a magical shooting in without feeling overkill, but holding me flat like Jill never did, he tried to pull me off the carcass and took me to a flat spot.

Inadvertent procedures have made Jill's back feel better, and healing techniques have cured abrasions and such.

"... um... hey, I'm lazy..."

There's really nothing I can do about all this.

It's a thoughtless magical recoil, so you'll be bothered by fatigue for a while. I didn't think you'd be able to move.

"It must be because we did a simultaneous release of magic. Think later."

"Ugh..."

Because.

... I wanted to protect everyone, too. I wanted to protect you, too, because you were always protected.

I have to accept the bitterness because Jill is protecting me as a result.

Ugh, to me roaring with my body entrusted, Jill smiles slightly bitterly, then mouths it on my forehead to strengthen my embrace.

... I'm ashamed, but I think it's warm and happy. I'm alive, and Jill's on my side.

"Sermons are later.... Well done."

A big hand stroked my head, whispered in a sweet voice that seemed thick and melting.

Good luck, just those words, I got very satisfied, naturally loose mouthpiece. Warm and occasional, I'm sure, because of the joy of survival and Jill's recognition.

Good, I smiled because I thought so from the bottom of my heart, and I close my eyes because of Jill's chest.

Good luck, me. I'm tired.... for a little while, may I rest first?

Jill whispered in a calm voice, saying good luck in the ear.

So the limit came, and I gave up my thoughts to the rapidly attacking sleeper.