Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

209 ◇ Return (after)

It is difficult to compare magic sensing abilities to existing senses. Sixth sense is the most suitable, but if it is forced to raise the closest thing, would it be sense of smell?

Whereas ordinary humans can only sniff out their surroundings, the good ones can sniff apart like dogs.

Approximate distance or even strength or weakness.

When she first met Quinn, she noticed the reaction of Yusuke, who appeared in the temple, and turned her foot to Shizuku Pavilion of Life. It is rare for anyone like her to exhibit extraordinary magic sensing abilities from time to time, but with heroic standards, everyone can feel more magic than usual.

I hope Keith doesn't like it, as Ariel and Sarah relied on Al, though there are personal differences.

Then another man and another man will appear, and those who found Yusuke and Twa.

"... eh. All the time, this guy was crowded with straw and such a good man. Then I just happened to be walking around the city to change my mood, and I just stumbled upon him and found him, but he's not like him."

Biting her lips regrettably while hiding in the shadows of the building is the girl who tied her reddish hair to two-sided up.

Hanging eyes that give the impression of a strong temper, a mouthpiece that seems grumpy and distorted. The string design camisole has only some fabric to cover the chest, and the fabric that wraps the chest is left and right in different colors. Lace garter rings peek through skirts with deep slits.

Intimidating facial expressions and fan-shaped aptitudes, but both attributed to past student experiences.

But I'm in a bad mood at this moment because something else seems to be the reason.

"No, it would be the same kind"

There was a boy kicking her buttocks off as she calmly gave her ratings.

"Yes. - Konno. Theon, you know, if you're talking about Atashi, don't you think I can kick it or something?

A tall, silver-haired, red-eyed vampire with a neutral appearance.

Commercial State Affiliation/"Hero of Control" Aurelia and "Hero of the Blood Alliance" Scion.

Speaking of which, has the same thing happened before?

"I feel sorry for you under the sunny weather."

"Huh? If I were to say that, would you not let a vampire walk around under sunny weather? Be ashes, be ashes."

"Vampires are about that extent. Then you don't die. Don't let hero Sama believe in the delusions of humans who wish they had weaknesses."

"Disgusting!"

"That's an odd encounter. I don't like you either. If you're picking up Chrono from the beginning..."

Theon's mouth stops moving like it's been blocked by something.

Aurelian magic.

"Shut up, little vampire."

Out of shame or redness on Aurelia's cheek.

It seems sinister, and those two don't make deadly mistakes every time. I guess it's their kind of communication. I decide to think so.

On the other hand.

"Come on, you're totally late! That and this, Rougiulia, because you didn't wake up inside from your nap - what about a hero who can't take his nap time off in the first place...!

He is a nervous looking eyeglass young man dressed in a suit style costume.

It is Magenta's hairy and left-eyed girl who responds to the words of the Information State Affiliation and 'Hero of Demon Bullets' stock.

The right eye area is covered with an eye band, and the eyes are almost hidden because of a cape cape with a hood and long hair. Holding a stuffed animal with a design that made the bear vicious to its limits and fused demons together, she still looks sleepy today. It belongs to the same information state and is a "hero of codification" plana.

"That allegation lacks accuracy. It was you who prevented me from sleeping by saying, in the first place, that you would greet Sir Chrono and Sir Syncentense Arthur, and it was you who kept me out of my wake and pondered on the choice of flowers at the house of the fresh flower shop, so if you were to say that you were late in this situation, the factor would undoubtedly be to you first."

"Very well! I'm sorry, I admit it was my fault! So don't keep your voice down! What would you do if Lord Synthes Doarthur sounded like you?"

Look, even today he has a bouquet of flowers to hide on his back.

He was in love with Twa.

"Cro...... Huh!

Not in the direction of the city as before, but vice versa.

For a moment, I think someone. No, you can tell. However, unlike her before, her brain processing was slightly delayed.

Until then, Daltra women's military uniforms were avoided wearing with all their tactical costumes. The golden thread-like hair, which remained stretched, was wrapped around the back. A whip type treasure that I have always come to carry. A delightfully broken look at the emotionally ridden voice.

"White Hero," Quinn.

An artificial hero created by a researcher using the soul of a dead hero. Its existence, which extended to the realm of contraindications, engraved on God the curse of 'unemployed death'.

But the curse disappeared as early as possible.

My mind changed, but my attitude toward the role of hero also changed.

I wonder if I'll be back on assignment, or if Kwin, who tided his cheeks, rushes over to Kosuke.

He stops like he remembers something on the verge of arriving in front of Kosuke, pays off the dust of his military uniform, and then hands through to make sure his hair isn't jumping.

With her release from the curse of death, what she was pushing into the back of her mind from the point of view of "what will disappear anyway" came out on the table until then.

A truly human reaction that you don't want to expose yourself to the person you're looking for.

"Um, welcome back. Welcome back."

Quinn says, pretending to fix his forehead.

"Oh, how was your absence?

"I'm fine. Everything's fine. That way, what?

"This one's working, too."

He was listening to the conversation between the two. Toma advances.

"I have noticed the Lord, the Wonder Toma, I'm afraid"

"Hmm?"

"This must be the Lord's thinker."

Hmm, and confident tomatoes.

Tickling, and Quinn's long lashes shake.

Instead she raised her hands overhead and connected them to draw a circle.

"Big, correct"

"Again."

"Don't throw up. Don't lie."

"Don't you have to be so deluded? No matter what happens to this horse, I will keep it a secret."

"Uh, no, that's why"

"Heh, you were dating Mr. Quinn, too. I didn't know that."

If it's this noisy, you'll notice that.

A girl dressed in the uniform of a salaried daughter, just like Econa. Silver's long hair was once tied to a ponytail with a shrub given by Yusuke, and Obsidian eyes were pointed at this one, hosting a playful color.

"We have to talk about this early on in the return, Sir Nanolanslot?

The reincarnated appear in the temple. And in Daltra, the guide teaches the basics of Arclair.

Girl Shiro, who is also Yusuke's lover, as a guide in charge of the temple in the woods, which is near Wang capital.

When she saw Yusuke's troubled face, she smiled softly.

"Nah. Welcome back popular. By the way... people in the city are gathering to see if something's going to happen."

Heroes are gathering together, and let's gather our eyes.

"Uh, right. Explain it's nothing, then."

Kirururu, and a cute noise.

The killer turned himself in immediately.

"It's the work of my stomach. I'm hungry. So much so that my stomach and back meat stick together."

It was lime.

If 'Daughter' is to be hungry, I can't help it.