The Tale of the Teapot Hero’s Revenge

Going back Five years ago, a village daughter had a horse fall accident in a village in Rocca.

An unfortunate accident, falling from a horse that was grazed by Itachi who jumped out of the grass.

Beaten from her head to the ground and severely ill, she is transported to the priest's mansion, which governs the village at the hands of her mother.

Because there was only one priest in the small village of Rocca who could use healing magic.

"Please, help my daughter, help my daughter...... Huh!

Blood from her head, a neat yellow-haired girl.

Trademark glasses are broken and the chances of being helpful from the amount of bleeding are five and five minutes.

"... ok, let's do our best"

By the treated priest, the girl's body is transported to the back of the mansion --.

... and a few hours later, the girl's death was told to her parents.

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"... hmm? This place......, I want to!

When I woke up, the first thing I felt was a stomach ache.

Yeah, only Given, the Soma guy punched me in the stomach......

"... Could it be Givens, the asshole who was compromised?

Given the circumstances then, I'm sure with Mr. Beart.

But why would Givens be after us?

Even though she's just a village daughter with amnesia......

"And anyway..."

The first thing that matters is the situation, Kakunin!

In the meantime, the toko you're in looks like a shithole.

It's tightly blocked by an iron lattice.

I just don't feel like a dirty pussy.

Thin green twitchy floors and kabe with a single stain on them.

Feels like it's never been used in the first place?

"Mr. Beat..."

Press your face against the iron lattice to see what's going on outside.

Apparently, Mr. Beat hasn't been caught nearby.

My ears just pick up the approaching footsteps.

Tips, tricks, tricks and the footsteps approaching this one.

And the LORD of his footsteps stopped in front of the chamber, and gazed intriguingly at Givens.

"Oh, um... Who is it? You know about Givens?

A woman with long chestnut hair, wearing a beautiful robe.

I remember seeing him somewhere, but maybe he knows Given before he lost his memory...

"... surprised. You really seem to be losing your memory."

I knew it.

This guy, he knows Given.

However, you don't look like a good person, suss......

"No, personality itself rather than memory...... Is his personality dormant or something?"

"Oh, um... what..."

"Fair enough. There are things that should take precedence over you now. It's all about celebrating the birth of a new Cami, then carefully..."

The woman leaves the front of the barn, just saying things that I don't know.

Because of this I thought it would give me a clue to regain my memory......!

"Wait! Let me know if you know anything --"

"... wait, is that it? Is that an order? To me?

The woman stopped with her legs.

I don't mind that, but you're mad at me no matter what you think...

"... well, let's not ask. I can't help but be angry at the remains of a mere memory in the flesh that has lost its original soul."

"... Huh?

Of memory...?

Wreckage......?

What did this man say...

"Now, did Soma tailor the brave? It's time for more people to give [airmen]..."

"Ah..., ma, wait...!

Now the woman's gone, crushing something disturbing.

No matter how much Given raises his voice, don't stop footing anymore, crack the trick and footsteps just like he did when he came.

"What do you mean you lost your soul... sss? 'Cause, Given, you're living properly, aren't you...?

In the middle of the puffiness of his chest, he presses a cold sweaty hand over his heart.

Bakubaku and a heartbeat that runs fine enough to make you anxious.

Sure, he's alive, Given's alive now.

"Yes, it's ssss...... Without a doubt, Given--"

That's when I flashed back in my head, the last part of my remaining memory.

Down to Itachi, who jumped out of the grass, the horse stood up and Given's body was thrown out into the air......

Busty shock and then...

Then, a research facility.

He put me to sleep on the table, stabbed me with an injection.

So, something broke off with Putsuri.

"Oh, that? Is that it?"

My body trembles at one possibility on my head.

Could it be that Given hasn't lost his memory in the first place...?

"That's when" it all ended, and from the beginning, there was no such thing as a five-year memory...?

Hold your head and nod on the spot.

Sweat runs out of my back and my breathing is disturbed.

The sound of my heart is bugging me in the back of my ear.

"Oh, fuck...? If so, if so..."

If so, who the hell is Givens...?

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"The braves are safe. Looks like they've defeated Soma."

"Such a shameful face. Did you want me to die?

Far away from the Killiers, the long grey haired demonic women feel the end of the battle.

A blonde knight with sleepy eyes strapped her neck wonderfully to her expression.

"I have trouble getting you to die here. It's just another fact that we can't let them win."

Nopt that distracts your face from abomination.

There was something unbearable, albeit necessary, about having to hope for the victory of Killier, the brave man who made my dear sister look like that (...).

"... if we have to, we have to leave, but if we can, we don't want to reveal our existence"

"That's complicated. I wish I could just kill them all."

"Everyone, that's not how it works. If one survives, the gear goes crazy."

"I'd like to see that one soon... The days I don't see you are really hard..."

"Tough days......? I wonder if you would have followed me."

"I was, wasn't I? I had to seal that person's personality, didn't I? I even left a note of that bullshit, no matter how much he wanted it to be, it was very hard..."

"... yes"

The reaction Nopt returns to "No. 2," which sadly speaks, is already pale.

It's just that she mechanically follows the 'she' reaction marked by her own [remotely].

Those who certify themselves as allies have this ability to follow reactions regardless of distance.

The expropriation of 'her' allowed the Nopts to find out where the artificial Empireo was.

"... I'm coming. Take more than enough distance not to be noticed by the braves."

"Okay. But I want to see him soon..."

Experiments producing artificial bravery and resuscitation experiments of the brave at its end.

To serve as these two stepping stones, an experiment was carried out five years ago.

The stage for the experiment was a small village called Rocca.

The priest's mansion that governs this village, The Institute for Artificial Life, hidden beneath it.

The experiment involves the transplantation of the soul of a brave man in a ball of courage (gift sphere).

What was needed for the experiment was the balls of courage (gift sphere) and fresh human flesh that had just lost its life.

So far, it is the only successful example in a soul transplant experiment.