Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

The eyes of a tiger are narrowed by Yusuke's words of help.

"... stupid na, people"

At the end of the day, her voice no longer belonged to people.

The roar shivers the space.

"I know."

Flip the blade and break the nail on the right front leg.

She waved her left front leg without looking concerned.

Flash towards you. Cut off the nails on the left as well.

Again the attack on the right front leg - while the nail plays back.

"... Have a playback"

Beyond confirmation, the amputation was judged futile and retracted.

Expand the 'Wind' attribute magic into the air.

At her feet, something twitches - 'black' spreads.

And dozens of 'black' swords popped out towards Yusuke.

"Come on, that's my magic."

Absorb everything by [black burial].

Understand in the current attack.

She can use Elmer's "black" and the magic she uses.

Why? I don't know the details, but one thing.

It's finally reflected by hero-standard humans concentrating and gazing at each other, that.

Stretching from her body, the thread of magic. The fact that it stretches across the door makes it possible to connect to anyone.

Apparently, it's like a path (path) that cannot be interfered with by simple magic.

Yusuke thinks while avoiding her attacks.

How to cut the path - not.

And he was cruising (,,,,,,,,,,,,,), could he cut it off?

Because even if it's what drives me crazy, it should be an important connection to the Lord that matters to her.

"Evil! Evil! Evil! Evil! Evil!

But.

Roar up, see her scattering violence without even being able to distinguish creatures from objects on the enemy side, see her lose reason and turn into a violent device, and be prepared.

Nor would a hero beyond the door want a man who devotes himself to this kind of sight.

Sudden descent.

Descend with her at the midpoint of the door and lay hands on the path.

"- [White (Su)]"

That's what it is, like a thread cut off.

Power falls out of her body and falls.

Tiger to man, back.

Even the normal magic can't interfere, but if it's "white," it can be "what wasn't there."

And simply as a subhuman, she is not what you can already call an enemy.

"... someone who does terrible things"

Though it was bittersweet, the words seeped deep sorrow.

Waking up her body, she stares at Kosuke with a face that is about to cry out now.

"What, you didn't know?

Yusuke laughs as she tries not to put the itch her chest feels on the table.

Then she turned to squirm somewhere obstinately.

"Don't be silly, this sukesan is a sweet man. Unlike you."

If the relationship between Setsuna and Elmer is like Kosuke and Econa.

I see. Sure, Elmer must be a very sweet person for her.

"... you kill that guy?

Do you put yourself in your hands? It's not like suicide either. The murder of a being who exists as another individual, but can only be described as himself without help.

She talks about trying to stop it.

"He's really sweet. In those days, the Subman's position sucked. Close to demons but not demons, they are demonic to interact with people. Seriously, as an individual, it's better than a human being, so discrimination was terrible. Even if each person is strong, they can't beat humans in numbers. How dare my mother be kept as a livestock for sexual slavery? Naturally, I, the child, should have been too."

Did Elmer help you with that? That's what I'm going to do.

I was not abandoned a slave to be killed by demons, reminiscent of some hypocrite.

"You helped me. He gave me his name. Live the future, the art of fighting… All I have is what he gave me. So."

She gets up.

"Thank you, for trying to save me. But to me, this is not you. If you're going to kill him, I'm going to stand you up."

"Not ending is giving back?

"- Huh"

Setuna's body hardens.

"I know because I'm the same. The state of being hit by mental contamination can't be very 'self'. If that's completely happening, Elmer's already..."

"Still, he's alive! Besides, I didn't go completely crazy! You saw it, too! I'm connected to him, and I was able to talk to you because this is how things were going back to normal!

"Right. I guess I'll have time to stay normal. Even if it's less frequent than seeing a full moon"

"... eh. Let me guess, it's been a thousand years! Isn't there some way!? That's right. If that's all there is to it, I'm sure there's a way to save Sukesan..."

"Even two thousand years, man could not be God. A thousand years is not enough."

The harm of the power given to God. Other than God, are there others who possess the art of healing?

"Still! Somewhere, something! There's a way to cure mental contamination."

"Did you forget what he asked you to say to yourself?

- "Kill me".

I heard you said that.

Setsuna breathes haha.

"I can't..."

Setuna leaks as she looks down, bites her lips, and grips her fist.

"I'll do it."

"... I can't. You can't win."

"Win."

She looked up powerlessly, laughing lightly.

Reckless, not. It was like missing something.

"Well... so is that. If your reunion with Master Twa has come true, oh, you will try to protect the world she lives in. Even if you don't, you're the one who sacrifices himself for others."

"............... that would be a little too beautifying for you"

"... I'll carve it. You don't have to beautify it, you have a beautiful heart."

Being able to praise myself for not being myself was in a complicated mood.

"- One thing, I want you to promise me"

"... oh, my God"

"No matter how difficult that is. At least have a peaceful end..."

"Accepted"

Kosuke answers instantly. It is not a troubling situation.

Accept that the people you care about more than anything have broken down without help. I can't even imagine the pain of allowing it to end. Can I call myself a hero or something without drawing a single wish from such a person?

"Then there's one thing I want you to see"

She comes all the way to Kosuke and kneels down.

"Read my memory. I want you to know how he got sealed up in this land."