It may be said that it was thanks to the affairs attorney (solicitor) Mr Doppelome who was able to find out who the zombie (?) was.

As of that stormy morning, no one knew anything.

"I don't know," though it calls for fear on its own.

Sometimes, it may invite courage.

May the baby not be afraid of the beast.

From the battlefield, take the zombies prisoner (?) Someone brought them back as

I think it's something you can do because you don't know the concept of being.

"I lost my neck and both legs and I caught them because they were jittery!

He reported back to me full of energy.

In zombie movies, if you crush your head, you're not supposed to move.

The zombies in this world, they're not like that.

With that in mind, I instruct the injured to quarantine and go see how the "prisoners" are doing.

How about that?

Both necks and legs, aren't they stuck?

... That's what I'm saying.

It looks "none" to everyone else, but only "one" to me.

That is, "that part is the spirit body".

"Right.

Phyllia, who can "blur" the spiritual body, also testifies.

The fact that only the neck and foot areas are no longer intangible.

Confirmed.

But it's crazy.

The ghosts of this world can walk.

Even if you get your flesh foot slashed off, if the spiritual foot is growing from the incision, you shouldn't have to be jittery.

For the psychic, I think he looks like a "smooth moving, partially transparent person"......

Yet. The zombie in front of me, I can't move.

It was thanks to Mr Doppelome that I understood this situation.

Mr. Doppelome said the shock of war had caused the spirit to escape halfway out of his body.

Because of this, it depended on the spirit and the body being in a "two-feathered" state and the body having trouble not moving well.

The zombie in front of you, that's exactly it.

If it's just the spirit, or the body, you can move it yourself.

Because it's uneven, it's not easy.

He got his leg slashed off in that state, so he's struggling with movement more and more.

Though it's not "see who the ghost is..."

It's a strange thing because if you break a spring, the horrors will disappear and disappear.

"'Under wisdom, no parsing', right?

"What's that?

"This is my sister's title (motto).

Although it sounds like an Integra title (motto).

"Ji Ji," so I guess it's Sophia's title (motto) after all.

If you think so, the meaning of "parsing" sounds a little different.

It's not "analysis"/"analysis," it's just "tearing it apart"/"tearing it apart".

Politician and president, it is Lady Sophia who "integrates".

Doctor and scientist, it is Integra who "analyzes with wisdom (Sofia)".

Sounds kind of strange.

With that in mind, I saw the next zombie.

... Apparently I could have been "off the battlefield" in an unpleasant way, too.

He had gotten thicker against "inhumane acts" and had lost his delicacy.

It was something I would know if I thought about it for a second.

Using corpses and ghosts for war is not a very good thing.

It was the next zombie who told me that.

From the flesh of "no matter how you look at it, officer," grows the ghost of "no matter how you look at it, common people".

It is also natural that there is no movement.

There's no way you can move someone else's body smoothly with your own physical senses.

The psychic who created this "zombie" probably can't identify the spirit.

Must have "stuffed those bodies with those ghosts".

If you are able to identify yourself, it should be better to match your body with the spirit.

I guess the zombies earlier were ghosts who stayed away from the death scene.

I don't know if that would be salvation, but I could still get my body stuffed.

The North Bandit, no, the "Federation," has a different culture than Japan.

So I can't even blame you in general...... maybe? Although.

Don't you have too little respect for the dead?

No, not now.

I killed people, too, and now I'm letting people kill people.

Using ghosts as tools of war.

I don't mean to treat you as a tool, but I'm pretty sure you treat me in a way that would be explained by the term "tool of war"......

I was stunned.

Giraud's licking my hand.

"Hiro, thanks to you, I can pick up a new story. The nobles are so handsome that their creations progress.

"It's much better than being trapped inside a warehouse.

"I'm going to be using Hiro as a tool too. Rehabilitation of the house.

"I can't help but think about the hard stuff. The old master also said.

"That's what's happening. Why don't you ask them, too?

Robbery of the year over the back of a turtle.

Old Molly is the same as old Master Li.

You seem to know "how to save a young monk", or "how to deceive a young monk".

Following your advice, I just tried to have a dialogue with the zombies.

"I don't want to die. I'm afraid to die. No, I was scared. That's why I couldn't leave when I died...... You should have just gone back to the circle.

"Are you a naive party, too? I'm a naive party, too.

"That look, you're home...... is it? Much. Um, rough master? Looks like you...

I'm sorry, Vagan, but you don't know.

"I'll give it back to the wheel later. But you're gonna do terrible things. How could you see this? What kind of guy is that?

"I didn't know what he looked like. You say he was beaten from behind and thrown into his body, that... I can't get out.

I will try the treatment I applied to Mr. Doppelome.

Stop the powerful blow of a thousand years ago.

If you get desperate, the idiotic power of the fire, run away or something......

"... sounds like you can't. I'm sorry to surprise you. It'll be easier now.

There's so much I want to ask, but it's what made me think of dying.

It was returned to the circle.

"I was suddenly beaten up and thrown in, too, but that guy was next door making another one, like us.

... "What the hell" then, if you try it in person.

"I hit him and threw him in, and he was writing something on his back. Isn't that on my back, too? He's a wizard. I was wearing a robe, and I couldn't see my face.

Magic formations that were depicted around the lower neck and between the shoulder blades (?), I tried to sharpen it.

A ghost comes out of his body.

"I'm sorry, I can't thank you enough. You didn't feel good about rotting corpses, did you?

I smiled like an awkward person first and melted away.

Little by little, I see it.

It may be closer to the Golem than to a zombie.

The golem that comes out of Earth's fantasy, not the "God Made and Walking Spy Satellite" golem in this world.

"Breathe your soul into what is inherently immobile and let it settle. When you erase the magic engraving, your soul falls out." Targeted creature.

And as old Molly imagined, a lot of them were "forced to see me like this".

"I'll give it back to the circle," he said, becoming cooperative.

but some of them did not.

"You western brute! Cooperate! I could have killed you, so it's not bad for me!

"Even at this end, for His Majesty the Thai Emperor!

According to the information obtained from the call.

It looks like a ghost of a common man chased from the Far East or a ghost of an officer.

But I still talk about something "even if I'm made to be like this".

"The trigger was forced," which seems unmistakable.

"Some of the officers' ghosts would know who the magician is.

"Perhaps we can get some information on the North Thief Society.

"But you're not going to cooperate.

"That's why I'm not going that way...

"Be a pure spirit, be a theory, and be.

He is also a religious man, Philia and Chiharu.

And I was familiar with the thought of the two of us, me, a former Japanese.

If the three of us looked at each other, that seemed like a moderate conclusion.