Jujutsushi Wa Yuusha Ni Narenai

"- Ha!?

I woke up. It's still dark shade and gentle on the eyes.

"My followers, Kotaro Tagawa"

Nuh, a horrible face appeared in front of me.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!?

I'll jump up in a hurry to see if Skeleton's coming, but this one looks familiar. Are you familiar with your face, your allies, or a god to believe in?

"Oh, uh... Master Ruin Hilde, I knew... is he dead?"

This is the usual god space.

Wake up and wake up with Louinhilde's face, which is bad for sleeping, and I remember clearly.

That he caught up to the point where he said he could finish the basilisk in one more step, but that he hit directly at the brace released from the foramen. Was it fortunate to be unhappy that he passed away without suffering at all? Goma was rolling around screaming awesome, so I thought I'd taste the blaming bitterness of hell.

"Good, so it came to two truths. Send praise."

"Eh, ha, thank you, thank you..."

Excuse me, but I'd like you to tell me about my life, death and treatment sooner than usual. But it sounds like you're being praised for something unusual, and can I expect this for a bit?

"One thing is that the stars of the other world are a substitute that can't even be called magic formations, but it's also true that they lived there."

"Uh, you mean" Eye of the Six Lights "?

Run, and the eagle snorts at the frying. Since the Six-Mountain Star is the concept of the Earth, will it be treated as a star of the other world from Master Ruinhilde's point of view?

"I thought I'd be a while ahead to give it to you, but unexpectedly, I'm happy again - I'll take it, Kotaro Takawa"

When Master Ruinhilde puts his bone hands together, my feet boil like a poisonous swamp and appear like a bright black mass of mud.

"Uh, what the hell is this?"

"The vessel of chaos. When you hear of infinite possibilities, people think of hope, but what they're saying is just such a thing. Not good or bad."

"Ha ha, does that mean it depends on how you use it"

While striking the right gavel, I observe what will be a vessel of chaos that I'm not happy to have this honest. Yeah, just watch it first. No, 'cause I don't want to touch you with such a dreary, blackish bare hand.

But, well, it certainly doesn't even look like the shape of a deep, round vessel like a pot.

Its pan bottom is black as if it continues to fall, then, glue and chaos swirl around as if everything was filled.

What a spell-like effect, but, um, I already recognize it.

"This... is the same as a mud doll"

"There is no difference in usage. Better than this cauldron, sprinkle the curse as you wish."

Hmm, like the "smelting formation" of a little bird game bird, does that mean that you can do a lot of things when you put in the material? Again, it's like a new spell of the creature system.

"Thank you"

Hopefully, I want a spell powerful enough to make Basilicisk die instantly, even if his mouth is torn.

No, but more than that... the way this story goes, does it mean I'm alive?

"Two, a soul dwelt in a mud doll"

"Oh, I knew, Rem had a self!

The story over here got pinned right away, so I accidentally get on.

"Seems cute enough"

"Well, she's cute."

It looks skeleton-based, but I honestly listen to what I have to say, and it's working for me. That's too much reason to get attached.

"Hmm, I don't think I need to preach to you about my puppeteering skills. Treat the mud doll as you wish."

It was a rare and understandable story. I didn't have one or two, and I honestly nodded yes.

"Go, Kotaro Tagawa. I've already opened the door to possibilities."

"... oh really, it's great to be alive"

Smudge and I twinkle so. After diving through the battle between living and dying, I always think so, but this time it's an array, a sense of accomplishment since my first armored bear battle.

"Yay, I knocked out the basilisk"

There's a giant lizard-shaped white skeleton rolling in front of me. Already 'Rotten Swamp' has disappeared without a trace, just returning to the wet dirt ground. But the remains of this large bone must have been the remains of the basilisk.

"Uh, good, the core stays in place"

The bright red glowing core, which was under the bare bones, can be quickly found. Apparently, "Rotten Swamp" continued to stay after I passed out and melted off the whole body of Basilicik as it was. I don't know if the core, the crystal of magic, means it won't dissolve with acid, or if 'Rotten Swamp' read the air to me, but anyway, it really helped me to have the most important areas left. Without this, there's no point in struggling to defeat Basilicik.

"Oh, yeah, Lem, well done"

"Gaga!"

Rem, who was still standing by me, upright immobile and in standby, responded by shaking his head vertically somewhere happy. Finally, the neck of the second one standing next to him was also linked.

"If I hadn't jumped at the basilisk over there, I probably wouldn't have been able to contain it. Thanks."

Unexpectedly. Even though Lem's head, wrapped in insect-based armor after the claw, was so prickly that if he touched it poorly, he would likely cut off his fingers before it was comfortable or uncomfortable... but it's just an overwhelming thank you for wanting to stroke him.

I'm sure that releasing the brace from the foramen was an unscrupulous means of attack that I would never do as a basilisk or normally. Because I realized by Rem's riding attack that I didn't have enough strength to detach from the restraints and swamp. The last fart of Itachi, is it like?

"Nevertheless, how could that brace have been safe with a direct hit?"

For now, I can't feel more than anywhere in my body. Preliminary observations have shown that there is no effect on my gear, including the school run, or the fact that it still hurts.

"Hmm, did Master Ruinhilde serve you..."

Oh, my God, with the right answer in mind, one image suddenly passed behind my brain to deny it.

"Forced Vessel": the organ of chaos that endures hundreds of poisons. If you use a spell to poison, you gain reason for lethality and suffering.

"What, the gut... means you have a weird built-in on your own!?

Isn't that a contraindication, Master Ruinhilde? Huh! And while I suppress my desire to scream, I pet my body to make sure.

Naturally, but you can't possibly tell by touching it from the outside, such as the presence of things in your body. At least, I don't feel any suspicious areas pulsating with dock dock dock like a heart.

But I suppose it means that there is a suspicious organ of chaos swirling somewhere in my body, like the array Master Ruinhilde showed me.

"No, wait, calm down, if it's going to decrease, anyway, if it's getting more, it'll be fine"

Instead of having one kidney removed, I bumped in, which doesn't seem to mean either. If you interpret the existence of the coin in the most favorable way possible, passive skills of deactivation of poison, etc.

"If you can't even get a brace on Basilicik, it means it's pretty poison resistant."

However, I don't have the courage to try and see if I can really stand eating even rhino mushrooms.

Um, because of the same unfriendly flavor text-only, I don't know what the effect is. But, well, if it's because of my help, that'll be enough already. In the future, if you give me a chance to eat poison attacks again, the "Forceps" may be deactivated.

"But when it comes to forced poison, it's a sort of spell where one of the most powerful poisons that survives by letting the poisonous bugs battle royally..."

No, no, this is the one I won't be waxing to try. Putting a poisonous insect in a "forcible poison vessel" means I'll drink the whole thing from my mouth. Seriously, if that's enough to eat a bug, a rhinoceros is still better.

But in fact, it's an atmospheric sentence that seems to use the poison I took in if it works, so I'm pretty sure it'll work somehow as well as disabling it.

"No, I knew this spell wouldn't work."

Again, let's be very satisfied with the fact that we have gained passive skills in poison resistance here. No, it's nothing, I'm not sorry or anything, Master Ruinhilde. It's up to me to admit as much as I can to the strict fact that having a "poisonous vessel" won't even help me improve my firepower right now.

"One, let's hope next"

A further image springs up, as if irritated by my disrespect for

"Witch's Cauldron": A witch's cauldron is not just something to cook. A vessel of chaos that produces magic, curses and poison.

"What, are you giving me two spells?

No, maybe not, you're giving, here it is.

To see the description, I see, this one is closer to the image. Perhaps with this spell, things like the 'vessel of chaos' shown by Master Ruinhilde can appear and use the sole as a cauldron.

If it really has' smelting formation '-like performance, it will go a long way towards expanding the power of the war. Anyway, I have almost as much power right now as I can be sure to be tailored to Goma, Red Dog and other miscellaneous fish mons. That a minimum collection of materials is sufficient. As long as you have things, only make them later.

"With this, we're going to be able to make more effective wound pills. No, I could make poison pills too... oh, if I have poison pills, maybe I could make poisoned weapons or something"

Dreams are spreading, but let's not try them now. Little bird play Little birds were consuming a lot of magic when they made weapons in the 'Smelting Formation'.

As for my current condition, as a result of being led to sleep in God's space, I normally have no problem enough standing and walking, but I have only been able to recover a fairly anxious amount of magic to exercise my spell.

"Move over and rest in Fairy Square."

It's not easy to take down a boss and get attacked where he's wearing out. I pick up as many basilisk bones as I can and get ready to withdraw immediately.

There are some weapons left in Fairy Square in this area that were turned into a recent base, such as weapons that could not be brought out, but nothing is worth it enough to go out of your way to pick them up. All the weapons available have been consumed in the basilisk battle.

Well, long live Rem just kept holding the red knife safe. I almost lost my precious magic weapon if I were to fall into a rotten swamp.

"Well, let's go -"

Me, Rem and No. 2 stand in the transitional magic formations that continued to lay dignified beneath Basilicik's belly.

If you hold the core and stand on top of the magic formation, the transfer will automatically activate after that. Now there's no such thing as an inmate pushing me out the back.

"- Uh-huh."

Surrounded by bright white light, I made my transition safely.

"Oh, good, he's coming to Fairy Square properly"

If you open your eyes, you already have a peaceful landscape of reassuring fairy squares like home. After all, I guess the destination is always set to go out to Fairy Square. That's what happened when I was a big frog, and when I was an Ortros.

"Oh, I'm tired!

Above all, rest. I throw a large basilisk bone around my arm and immediately throw myself into a soft lawn bed.

If you close your eyelids, the sleeper will come and invite me to a peaceful world of sleep.

"- Oh, come on, seriously, Peach River, Temei, are you still alive?"

The moment that voice reached my ear, all my drowsiness was blowing away, literally, jumping up.

"Awesome, that fucking genius, you made it this far a lot."

In the eyes, a thin laugh that licked the person. Brown hair, piercings and charming fashion like an example. However, I already know that there is definite malice in that light appearance.

"Hey, long time no see, Peach River. What's a touching reunion?

I will never forget the name of the first resentful enemy who came to this other world and gave me the greatest humiliation. [M]

"Kaguchi, Kyoumi..."