Isekai Kaeri no Ossan wa, Fusei Sukiru de Fathercon Musume-tachi o Tororori ni

After you kill a woman, it's always like this. Whatever bad guy the other person is, it makes me feel like I can't help it.

Not to mention this time, I got my old body in my hand.

Considering whether this poor aftertaste has also added up to come forward on its own, the Chief Cleric is a considerable player.

If this keeps happening, I'll get carried away.

"It's a trick, you."

I put my hand on my forehead and groaned at the unspeakable carcass.

It was then.

Kurali, and.

My head shook and I was attacked by stand-up lightheadedness.

Slightly behind, came the spectacular discomfort and flotation.

Everything around me is distorted and the space is twisted. Time is indefinitely stretched and accelerated.

I know this.

I once tasted it twice.

Yes, twice when he was summoned to another world and sent back to Japan from another world.

There is no longer room for doubt.

What's happening to me right now is, "Moving to another time and space."

- Am I about to get flown somewhere again?

Too uncomfortable, distracting. Still eat up your teeth and endure irrational reality.

This is definitely the last fart of the clergyman. So you have to endure it.

We have to endure, endure, endure, protect Rio and Angelica. Because I'm an old man and now I'm their protector.

That's how I stomped on it, and at some point Rio and the others were gone.

I turned backwards not to have been flown far away, but I ended up worried.

"Father, did you find anything over there?

"Idiot, tell me you're not moving!

The two had taken refuge in the living room, just like before the chief cleric arrived.

I'm on the table, and I'm just asking around. There is no trauma from this. Apparently, he's safe.

I took a sigh of relief and turned back to the front.

Then in front of him stood the clergyman who was supposed to have killed him.

"Good afternoon, Lord Brave. Nice to see you again."

The Goddess of Beauty stands with a cool face.

The head I had just severed was connected to the neck and the torso I had slashed had been repaired.

The body... is not.

The remains of the clergyman, who lay on the floor, have disappeared at some point.

This means that a new clergyman did not emerge, but that the dead clergyman was brought back to life and moved out.

Logic unlike it was when Kana. With methods other than division, this woman has succeeded in stocking her life.

But how?

I decursed the Chief Cleric after removing all buffs with the curse.

Neither automatic recovery nor phantom can be activated, and the magic of living back after death does not exist in the first place.

Then on what principle did it play?

You think you're waking up to some unknown skill I don't know?

I moved my trembling lips desperately and chanted Status Open.

[First Name] Philia

[Level] 155

[Class] Chief Cleric

[HP] 23200

[MP] 27990

[Attack] 11300

[Defense] 15700

[Agile] 12200

[Magic attack] 45000

[Magic Defense] 77000

[Skills] Language understanding spell summons time retrograde

[Remarks] A goddess who blindly loves Keisuke Neutron and hates him intensely at the same time. He has modified his flesh with alchemy and stopped aging at the age of twenty-nine.

"Time backwards...?

When I was confused, the Chief Cleric began to talk pompous.

"Oh, you did the status appraisal. Finally? I haven't seen her in over a year, no matter how familiar she is. You should have moved on the assumption that my power fluctuates."

"You... what's going on...? You didn't have that kind of skill."

"Ooh, ooh. You mustn't, Lord Brave. I would have taught you to sour your mouth if you were capable of more than a certain amount of hostility."

The Chief Cleric raised his hand quietly.

It's like raising your hand, but it's obvious it's a preliminary motion to unleash an attack spell.

"Even people like you didn't think it would be a peaceful mess. But maybe I find it cute because I'm older."

Saying, the chief cleric has fired a giant light bullet. It's as if words and deeds are not aligned.

I generate a light sword in my left hand and take it in great haste.

A scorching light sphere that even looks like a small sun.

My hair and skin are making tiny noises. I'm burned right now.

It's hot and it hurts and it's painful.

None of this is a big deal. My body can magically cure as much as it wants.

The bad news is that it burns to the surrounding walls.

"... you stupid bastard... Huh!

This woman uses massive attack magic, but she sets it to 'No Range Designation'.

Instead of destroying only the goal, he thinks, "Whatever it takes to get involved," and lets it go.

If we avoid this, Rio and the others will eat the entanglement.

No, instead of Rio and Angelica, it would kill a lot of neighbors.

So instead of recirculating it, we needed to absorb the shock at all costs.

"... Gu!

Even so, I can't kill out the power.

My body twists and retreats, pulling me away from the chief cleric.

"What the fuck, you!? If you're an ordinary person in the world over here, how much do you think you can kill!?

"No? You don't have a life to die for. You're talking about Lord Brave, so you can do something about that light bullet, right? I know everything. I'm shooting, I am. I hope so."

"Right...... duh!

I turned to the living room and yelled, "Don't come."

Things like Rio and Angelica popping up must be prevented.

"No matter how hurt or broken, betrayed or abandoned, we protect the masses. I think it's a very good attitude. You really grew up to be the brave man I taught you."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Make people look like heroes......! Avoiding neighborhood trouble is a Japanese instinct! Do you have brave men and shit like this!

This is why I put an automatic healing on myself as a my-paced otherworlder.

Damn it.

I don't want to do it, but I can't think of any other way.

Question one.

Make the big bomb aggressively harmless, and your flesh will be the sturdiest in the universe.

My answer to this challenge is "Swallow with Gokuri".

It wasn't a metaphor or anything, it literally inhaled the light bullet and poured it into my stomach.

Naturally, the esophagus is rounded. I feel my throat melt, and my guts are bursting with bread.

I feel like I'm losing my mind over too much pain.

But with my defense and regeneration, I can get right back to where I was.

It heals in seconds and is at full health.

"... we're immortal to each other, right? I know it's only gonna be a barren war of attrition, but are you still willing to do it?

I spit smoke and tapped the status window.

Expand the Clerical Chief's skill section to decipher detailed performance.

As far as I know, this guy didn't have the skills to "go backwards in time".

So if there's a tenet that pimps around after death, I can't think of this unexpectedly.

Follow the letters carefully, intimidating them with a sword to avoid creating gaps.

As a result, it was found that

[Time retrograde]

"Automatic activation when murdered by another.

Time is rewound until a few minutes before death for a pseudo resuscitation.

Memories prior to unwinding are retained only by the skill holder and those who killed the holder.

It's not recovery or resuscitation, it's a form of time manipulation '

It was the fact that his skills had the worst performance.