I Decided to Not Compete and Quietly Create Dolls Instead

If I was a few more seconds late, I would certainly have been on my knees.

I would have begged for a miracle once and for all without thinking about what thoughts they were dripping sweet honey with.

... I stood on the brink thanks to "her".

(What are you going to do about taking Mr. Feria to the Empire?)

The voice was definitely my own, but not mine.

(I also made a promise to Mr. Filka. Have you forgotten the karaage party with all of the Louis family?

If it were me, it would be all over the place.

at least tell me how to do it well)

Feels like you have another self in you.

I understood intuitively.

This is "her".

Altilia Whisp originally in this world, which should have melted in me.

The hazy consciousness clears up.

There's someone right next to me, who watches, who supports me.

What I noticed was just a small thing.

But that's the only thing that stabilizes the mind that was annoying me.

That's right.

I must prune my own sown seeds.

That he has come to be targeted for his life by Archbishop Profuen as a reward for doing whatever he wants.

to be ambiguous about the Count's subordination.

There are many other issues that remain unresolved, such as Mr. Filka's feelings and the course of Mr. Redhead.

If you throw it out and go to another world, what happens?

It will push all the servitude on "her".

Too, irresponsible.

It can never be forgiven.

And.

Cagello, Cactus, Valf, Weiss, Solute. Father, Feria, Filka, Count, Else, Duke of Roselem - I still want to be with everyone.

So.

I don't rely on it.

I don't care.

Not addressed to.

I don't need to apply it.

... the classroom landscape ran. It collapses like glass.

It was a pale, dark space everywhere that was spreading around.

There was one man floating there.

Askus, a theologian wrapped in blue and white coats of law.

Although this was the first time I had faced him directly, he was comfortable as if I hadn't met a resentful enemy in a thousand years.

The man who calls himself God's charm is fishing for the edge of his mouth.

The shape was somewhere ominous, resembling the Sun Moon that was sinking.

"No, brilliant, brilliant"

Kutsukutsu, and.

Let's be arrogant, invincible, bold, giddy.

"I never thought the original Altilia would come out.

Apparently, the High Priest's beaten assassins and puppeteers have had an unexpected effect.

Did the redefinition of self in the struggle result in the fusion of "you" and "her" being drawn to the line?

Interesting, really interesting "

Words were backwards and mouths were badly irrelevant.

Blue and white eyes are as far away as watching the fire across the shore.

"But is it really good to reject me?

All of those nightmares actually happened in a world similar to this one, which means you abandon thousands and hundreds of pathetic altirias.

You're so merciless, you can't be that much of a livestock even if you're my own. "

"Well said with that mouth. You must be the one who instigated them in the first place."

"My life only gave me the means to break the status quo.

If I used it correctly, I would have grasped happiness, because of the weakness of my heart that led to ruin.

The blame should be on them themselves.

Nevertheless, I also have some guilt in my life.

That's why I'm entering your spiritual world and showing you how to save it.

Yeah, I know what you're trying to say.

Why don't you do it yourself, I guess.

Secrets beyond time and space reflect the way one is.

We can only move on and return to the world we visited once.

Come on, what do we do?

You can decide not to look, but can you forgive me?

Askus blames me for being dramatic and quick.

I am.

My answer is.

It was already decided.

"Well, if that's real, I'll do something for you."

"Then the answer is one. Now, take my hand."

"Please don't narrow your options on your own.

Keep people guided and hold them accountable for their decisions. That's what I call clever.

Can't you go back to the world you left?

I was hoping for what it would be like because it's a secret, but it's a lot less liberal.

It suits you half-baked. "

Let me sigh deliberately.

Cheap provocation, but will you ride?

I couldn't have safely returned the theologian Askus.

If left alone, someone will cry again.

If possible, I want to end it.

This is my inner world, the local interest is here.

Excellent number, three to one.

First, "she" - the original Altilia.

He gently dives into Askus' blind spot and asks for a gap.

It looks so quiet and stubborn.

... Was she like this? I may have had a negative impact.

Next, Weiss.

Apparently in the real world I slept with my sword by my side. Thanks to this, the link is preserved.

It's a state where you can summon with one signal.

Speaking of my own strength, I cannot fight alone very much in the real world. Except in the inner world.

Sometimes Cajero specializes in mental assault, and he's had it followed by "practice matches" more than once. I get a heartbeat about my strength.

- A lady would also be able to interchange with a "king of all demons who invites and confuses".

I can't beat the Great Spirit that comes out of the old legend either.

That's just flattering, but let's get serious about that now.

It is the strength of assumption that determines the collision between mind and mind.

I can win. Absolutely fine. Believe that.

Well, in the worst case scenario, all you have to do is run into a pendant of water spirits and grind Askus to both of these flesh.

I keep talking in a tone that strokes my nerves.

"If you really feel sorry for them, it might be better to improve your secrets and go on your own.

I don't need any objections.

The only thing you're clever about is the tip of your mouth, and I know that brainwork from the front is too heavy. "

Sedition to make you feel more comfortable fighting because you won't let "her" or Weiss' surprise attack come to light.

The look on Askus's face, however, is unwavering.

Still, I overlapped the words in order to arouse myself.

Raise your boiling heart to magic.

"You can't beat me.

Have mercy. Kneel before you expose yourself to misery and dedicate your crude secrets. It's nothing more than a cheater.

If you leave it to the Count or someone else, it'll be user-friendly. "

Hold your fist. My powers were expensive to the point of explosion.

It doesn't matter how they go out anymore.

Attack and ravage at once.

I can do that now.

And...

"Hmm. Is this only doomed without a respite for flight?"

Askus lay his eyes down like he had given up.

"I've been waiting for a gap in your excitement to lose sight of yourself.

You can't even get in there if you keep yourself well.

It's my loss, I'll admit it. "

I kneel on the spot for no reason, but rather with the lightness of making a fool of myself.

"Be proud. You survived the test of my life. [M]

Serving as one servant now. "

"You don't have to serve me."

I don't care what it is. I'm determined to be faking my surrender with my stomach.

I wasn't willing to be safe even if I wasn't.

I step on Askus' head.

Inject magic from your heels to seal your movements.

Touching it with your hands is also dirty.

Kick the tip of your jaw, step aside and distance yourself.

I freed up my powers.

Light.

Like a supernova explosion.

A giant spear of silver flies at a meteorite-like speed far beyond.

Like a referee.

Or like an iron hammer.

The cutting edge goes to Askus without a mistake.

Stab through - crush.

The wild energy was to be said to be absolute beyond the word overwhelming, so much so that even the main me could no longer control it.

be ejected.

From the inner world to the real world.

That, in between.

An overly ominous mockery echoed, like a sneaky curse.

"There is no mercy for boulders. Isn't it like another" queen "?

Welcome, and congratulations.

May I congratulate you sincerely as a forerunner of the Underworld Demonic Way. [M]

My life overburdened me.

Too bad I have to go to sleep forever.

Let's at least put aside some souvenirs.

It's stale but delightful. Be sure to indulge me. "