Fukushuu Kansuisha no Jinsei Nishuume Isekaitan

"Cui saint" Joid-Nelivrad.

"Cui" caretaker that allows the granting of life force.

He took vitality from those who belonged to the devil and gave it to the holy ones. After healing wounds and illnesses, he is considered the guardian saint of those involved in medical care in modern times.

Such is confronting a saint who is the object of faith.

"Monastic Knight of the Sword Trident" Ariel and "Monastic Knight of the Devil" Sarah.

An elf of beauty with a double sword and a two-button pistol with silver hair that pairs with the Lord's gold.

"Not at all... I have trouble with Sir Nanolanslot"

It's about Cro.

"Yep. But you have the ability to elect qualified people."

"I know, Sarah. On top of that, my heart is complaining of a slight dissatisfaction."

"Excuse me."

Both names also fought 'Heroes of Cui' in past brigade warfare. "Heroes of Cui" Reid. Nice and sarcastic. He seemed to have feelings for his people, but he smelled like a lie somewhere. Color attribute holders who get that impression.

"Cui" is presided over by "Life". Reid imagined it in the form of a 'plant'.

Only Ariel and Sarah have combat experience with 'Cui' among the Union Heroes.

Nevertheless, Reid and Joyd are different. Joyd is indisputably a 'saint'. Fight the saints against the Arclair theists, etc., like commanding God to turn away - and it's no surprise to think about it.

In fact, some will be furious.

But Crowe probably knows. This is neither a dorsal god nor a blasphemous god. Rather the other way around.

It is an act that frees the soul of a saint who has been blasphemed for his death.

Then let's call it the role of God's substitute monastic knight.

The two of them came to that kind of thinking, and Crowe should have thought to the point of following the instructions. Otherwise it would mean that he is a careless fool. It's not, so I guess I still had an idea.

That was, in short, not a beautiful word.

An understanding that extends to one's faith, unrelated to intimacy. Though I may feel fearful at first, Crowe was skillful there again.

All of his colleagues are aware that his actions are in the interest of the Union's victory.

That's why I just need to feel like a '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' '' ''

Good. I don't like it a bit, but I've been entrusted with it. I can come to the fight in that condition.

Standing in front of you is a man with an intelligent impression.

Joyd's body. Naturally, I'm not angry.

"Dear Ariel"

"Yep."

Coming. It's a magic reaction.

Ball, was.

A human with a knee is likely to fit, a sphere has arisen.

Fluffy, fluffy floating.

That number is four.

The sphere is translucent and seems to contain something inside. That looks white by the way and has a purple red skin color. I wondered if it was stuffed, and it was divided into two chunks. In the next moment, in four. It sticks to the surface, wondering if it has been countless splits, and between blinks it is back in one lump.

"... what the hell?"

Strange. It's a tough sight, but I feel sacred somewhere.

"Are you going to embryo..."

"I can see it, like I'm alive."

"You can't magically create life from scratch. So that would only be a contradiction that resembled what we used to refer to when we embodied Cui."

We are not allowed to increase the number of creatures in any other way than God has ordained.

The creation of beings by any other means that meet the requirements of the organism is an unacceptable offence.

The matter also manifests itself in 'Rebirth'.

Though 'human', there are many inconveniences when all kinds of dead people from different worlds come together. It is a disease, a child cannot exchange, or cannot live in the first place.

In this world, that's why we call the dead of the other world the reincarnated. The body of the dead remains in the world of past life. My body, which awakens in Arclair, has been rebuilt for Arclair.

Not metastasis, because the creatures that existed there did not just move to another place.

It's not just a summons, so it's not a summons either.

Transfer the lost raw. Pick up all the overflowing life and roll it into the vessel that you have prepared for the world.

Hence reincarnation.

God's miracle. A journey of redemption and recurrence.

Correction is applied, and special skills are converted into skills and magic. There is nothing to bring into the world apart from memory, knowledge and soul and spirit, and there is no obstacle to reproduction between locals and reincarnates.

Whether it's a ghost, a vampire, or any subhuman, it's possible to exchange people and children. It doesn't matter if it's impossible in the past raw. It would be fine if they were reincarnated as' people ', whether they were species that originally reproduced differently.

It is also one of the reasons why Arclair theism prohibits discrimination. The truth is that humanity is equal.

That rule cannot be bent so much when it comes to 'life', which is presided over by 'Cui'. Interference limit.

It can take life and give. The right to dispossession over what is only present.

Reid's plants are only magic that made them look like plants, too.

Neither does the embryo and the dot in front of you develop into life.

Still, I had myself hesitating to destroy it. Ariel himself was surprised, but his aversion to breaking that sphere, which reminded him of the prototype of life, was greater than he could have imagined.

Pan, without the dry sound of it, Ariel would surely have stopped for a few more seconds.

Sarah's weapon, smoke coming out of its muzzle.

By then, there was a hole in one of the embryos, from which a drizzling liquid had leaked. Something inside breaks out as if it were going through suffering. I thought I heard a scream. Illusion.

Ariel was rushing out before Sarah went on and shot the bullet out.

Pass as you slip through the side of the embryo. No - I was flashing the blade as it passed.

Bashaa, and the two embryos are torn apart and the contents are spanked on the ground.

Something that was tingly cramped disappeared to evaporate quickly.

The shot out sphere shriveled and disappeared as well.

- I see. Is this what you mean?

Crowe was right to make the decision.

"Life" can also certify and take away the magic contained in magic attacks.

Once Reid took the life of 'Leader (Lord)' Magius. The shock of a drought like body was too strong, but the magic reaction didn't disappear in an instant, it was instantly snatched away.

That's why it's these two.

I have fought 'Cui' directly, and without being presumptuous about its attacks, I have the spirituality to confront the saints who have become corpses, and - the heroic standard for fighting a weapon without magic: bullets and swords.

A caretaker who will not be powerless by 'Cui' unless he is directly invaded by that body.

I don't think I can win by properly interacting with a saint who survived the age of mythology.

Faster than Joyd's corpse responds to the two, this one, who is good at experience, frees the soul of the saint.

Ariel runs, without worrying about the gunfire he hears from his back.

Her bullet never pierces herself. It's impossible to even plunder.

No doubt, that accelerated Ariel.

A sphere arises again.

That number - no, enough to fill all directions instead of sight. I can't afford to count.

"I'll break through."

"Yes, Master Ariel"

The sickness of the uninterrupted monastic knight approaches the saint.