Log Horizon

A hot mass appeared that suddenly seared his cheeks.

The Sorcerer's Attack Spell (Burndstake). Even when the high temperatures separated the layer of air from Lundell House's magic, they pressed it under pressure, knocking its victim, the Steel Tail Dragon (Wyvern), out of the sky. Stone crushing and dust mustard crossing the heat. Toya covers her eyes with her left arm. If you check the side, Minori, Roe 2, and Serara were protected by a slight barrier spell glow. Toya is satisfied with that alone and flashes his right arm sharply.

Activated without a weapon, the Liquor Slash became a whirlwind and tore the front of the tower. The cleared vision shows a bunch of "Odyssey Knights" and "Steel Tail Dragons" retreating simultaneously.

(Why!?

Words close to screaming come into my mouth unexpectedly.

We should need to move forward and fight to contain the damage to the town. Didn't the Odyssey Knights fight at a distance from the outskirts of town because they knew that? Until just now, the battlefield was supposed to be one another. Although there was a creepy suicide bombing attack by the Knights of Odyssey, even subtracting it, the ninety level "Adventurer" and the only number around the fifty level "Steel Tail Dragon" were engaged. It presented the appearance of a war of attrition, and that is why the towers and the sweat in their hands, while holding it, were watching the battle with the town on their back.

But such equilibrium seemed to crumble away brittle in a moment distracted by the conversation between Minori and Roe 2.

Unlike aircraft and helicopters, the Steel Tail Dragon has glided low with creature wind cuts. Toya intercepted with a "helmet crack" without pulling out, but I feel the blade slip on its hard outer skin.

It may be far below ground for the Knights of Odyssey, but for Towya it is a party ranked monster of the same quality. I'm not the one you can defeat with a single blow. It was too much of a state of turmoil to collect Hate.

"Run. Oh!!

Ahead of Toya screaming for a slit throat, the steel flying dragon pierced the base of the abandoned building like a giant throwing axe. The building itself trembles to shock, leaning as if it were an ancient tree.

If there was a "earth man" hiding in that building, there must have been a victim. The "earthlings", who had now opened their eyes to fear, came out of the surrounding buildings. I don't know if anyone was hiding in a building that was collapsing, but there are still "earthlings" in this neighborhood.

"Toya, that's it"

At the tip of Serara's finger was a black shadow. The Dark Spirit's Subordinate. Right now, Toya didn't know exactly why they were here in this fight, but it wasn't there that mattered. A few Dark Spirit squires are holding it up and hitting the ground. It was the Temple of Movement of the North Wind (Boreas).

It was clear that it had collapsed the front of the Knights of Odyssey.

"Eh! Get out."

"Ah, Towya!? Oh, wow. I'm leaving, too! Wolf, hey!

The rushed tower accelerates at once.

"One Horse Run" is a stunt that greatly increases the travel speed of the Samurai (Towya) over a short period of time. It is a stunt that is usually used with the auxiliary spells of the rear guard in mind and added or subtracted. Combined with the Electro-Optical Fire, it's even possible to leave your people far behind. But Toya pushed his hesitation toward the "Dark Spirit's Subordinate".

Among the concentrations that narrow my vision, I left the wind-cut noise behind (floating across the boat). He won't teach me his offensive moves. Souzillow only planted his walking methods to the point of perseverance. It sinks the body in its gait and reminds me of the mindset of direct feeding. Seeing the enemy's placement, you will occupy your place in its center.

Screw your body into a slight gap. He walked aimlessly to lick the ground and unleashed his sword at once. Sift through "Whirlwind Slash" like a whirlwind and play "Dark Spirit's Subordinate".

"Toya."

Serara, who had been chasing Toya with a screaming voice, strained her breath but threw the Pulse Recovery (Heartbeat) to Toya. As the abrasion fades, Towya stares at the "Dark Spirit's squire" with her burning eyes.

The "Temple of Movement" at your feet will no longer be available.

Along with the noise like it's going to be low, it makes the electric light shine so that it can be played at times. I could clearly see the magic (mana) leaking out of the destroyed area.

Even if Toya had just seen it, the Odyssey Knights would have defended three or four Temples of Movement. So there will be no immediate and total annihilation just because this one is broken, and there will probably be spares.

But even so, there is no question that this "temple of movement" is a steep point for the Knights. "The Dark Spirit's Subordinate" twitches and lags behind as he glances at Towya. The move was oddly human and creepy. Towya saw malice there. It's a shady will to disrupt the battlefield and spread chaos.

But the "Dark Spirit's Subordinate" was also crushed with a giant blow that struck him from the side. Tooled over two meters, the impression of a blowing weapon (mall) crushed the crowd with little aim. Its owner, the "Adventurer", spilled tar-like red blood from the gap in his armor, shaking at all costs.

I'm guessing that "Adventurer" with knight armor occupies a key position among the "Odyssey Knights". Toya swallowed a saliva at the destruction of the ninety levels seen in front of her. I knew it, but it's bullshit powerful. The earth that fell into a circle represented a shock more like a building machine than a human being.

The knight whom Towya finds in awe and vigilance did not even seem to realize, instead of ignoring the Towya thing. Turn your body toward the boulevard at a loosely uncertain foot and stick up a loud voice.

"Moving the battlefield downtown than this!!

I could see Serara breathing behind her back in a horrible voice.

"The Dark Spirit's Subordinate is out! Kill them all! Steel Tail Dragon is just a target if you let it act on the ground. Lure him into the building and kill him! Everything, don't miss a single one, kill, kill, and die!

A voiceless response is passed on to the Knights.

Something about Towya finally started with that arrogance.

After crossing the box rut, the simmering emotions swept up like a weir cut, and the momentum turned backwards so that Toya couldn't even push herself.

"Towya!?

The fist that punched the knight armor was frightened and paralyzed.

I beat him up again, regardless.

Even the dump car seemed to hit him, as expected. They were also suspicious if they were aware.

"Hey!"

I yelled at him. Though he realized his hands and feet were as thin as chopsticks in the face of his opponent's greatness as he looked up, Towya did not stop.

"Whoa!

My emotional and cracked voice couldn't control it myself. A fist that beats to overlap breaks and bleeds, and that heals with the dancing glow of "Pulse Recovery".

"Whoa!!

In a third cry, [Adventurer] slightly wandered off as he finally realized. I didn't know the gaze wrapped in my helmet, but Towya felt it.

"Why not? Why would you do that?!? Why... why are you doing that to everyone! Both the Dark Spirit's Subordinate and the Steel Tail Dragon have the Knights of Odyssey!!

Too strong an emotion started in my chest to be speechless.

To such bitterness, Towya grabbed the edge of her own chest with her unarmed left hand. That's a trick that's been repeated over and over on a wheelchair. But it's not what it used to be like to stare at the ground. Thoya did not even glance at the pain, but raised her face and dazzled the knight.

"Why are you taking it so personally! Everyone lives here."

We don't live here.

It was an unpleasant reply.

I learned so much anger that I was going crazy about the words.

But at the same time, Toya found out that she had made a mistake. That wasn't what I wanted best. Indeed, the town of the "earthlings" is also important. But what Towya was feeling should be something else.

"It's not. Why, like... more, you know? There are more ways to fight, more decent ways to fight."

"Don't let the child speak out"

"Why would you do something like that, kill yourself? My brothers would be better..."

In the end, that's what happened.

It's unreasonable what Towya was feeling.

These people should be able to do more. Some other way.

These people are adults at ninety levels. If you are an adult, can you do more? Something different from Toya, who is only a child.

The pain of biting off with "Hermeln" is something Toya has always tasted.

I just had to be quiet so I wouldn't bother my family. I wore an attitude that kept me from worrying. The anger over irrationality that I've been holding back blew up. Toya has cursed herself, a child, for a long time. If you were an adult, you could decide your own life, but Toya couldn't do it.

I remembered Dariella's white fingertips with pain.

Feel the soft feeling of scratching your forehead off the forehead of Toya.

The fist that struck this Knights man continues from the past. That's it. Toya is certainly a child. But shouldn't this adventurer, who called Toya a "child," show me something else? If you're a decent adult, if you don't show me the answers you can't give to Towya.

Otherwise, Toya's chest will be crushed.

It's none of your business.

"No, I'm not!

The man, who took the fist by the hand of a steel cage, which he slapped, leaving to the rage in his chest, tightened it tight and tight. To Towya, who does not pull a step, the man leans forward a little and speaks with a cursed voice.

"It's not suicide. I'm not dying in this world. So there is no such thing as suicide. We want to go home. - You're going home. When I die, I see my family. You know what? When I die, I see only a little of the original world. I can dream of the world over there. I'm sure it's connected."

That was like blowing out of a management ward at night.

It was a voice with nowhere to go, reminiscent of the thin blue lights of the late evening in a rarely touristy ward with only long-term inpatients on it.

"I was planning on getting married in the summer. I was going to stop playing games like this when I got married. I even went to an exhibition in the apartment. I can have a wife. You can't keep fooling around like this. We're going back that way."

The man has angled his helm to peek into Toya's face.

But Towya felt that the man's gaze seemed to stare at himself and he had seen nothing. The knight in front of me, no longer sees this world.

"We're moving to the next time we renew our rent. She's a pain in the ass, and she wants to leave her parents' house and complain every day. We need to get together early and pick him up over here. I have to take care of him because he's mentally weak. Over there, you know. You don't even like this farce, do you?

If you say you don't want to go home, you lie.

It's not like I haven't had patience.

But Toya knew. There is a "I shouldn't tell you." Thoya may be a child but he is a man. There are words a man must swallow. That used to be "I want to play football". Toya was supposed to swallow. It's much better if everyone laughs.

Why doesn't this guy know that?

Toya was crying because of the outpouring of passion.

"| The world is always real. There's a lot of people alive."

Towya barked.

That's all I can say. I spit it out in despair at myself.

"Don't be ridiculous. A world like this can't be real. Is there such a real thing as not dying? If you die, you have to die. Whoa. If you die, you have to be quiet, that's the game. We can't get out of this world because people like you don't die, because we live forever with adventurers and stuff like you."

"That's not true. I don't know what your brothers think, but this world..."

I wanted to say something.

The young man of the knight is wrong.

I wanted to scream about dying or not dying, that's all that matters.

By and large, my brother wanted to ask if he had ever died in the original world. There's no way he's ever died. If you were dead, you wouldn't be doing Elder Tail. I wanted to yell at who decided it was a game because dying was real and not dying.

Toya remembers being jumped like a joke and the asphalt shredded herself like a root grate. I also checked the whiteness of my leg bones with my own eyes, and on the contrary saw that my scuffed hips were at odd angles.

Towya has seen death. That's the end of the story. In the bed next to the life-saving treatment room, the driver who involved Toya in a car accident lost his life. After a long and painful rehab, Towya recovered to such an extent that she could live in a wheelchair, but the driver was unable to make it past the night of the accident.

The hospitalized university hospital in Towya was a half-world place.

In a painful and hazy vision, the ward at night was as secluded as the bottom of a graveyard. Like every day someone was gone, and patients who couldn't even say anything were transported. The nurses, with their professional tenderness, were as quiet as they were tired. Touya's attending was a person hardened like a sinking look sticking up. To the best of Towya's knowledge, the hospital was the gateway to the other world, and the humans swallowed there were like halfway between the dead and the living.

Towya can see that. Because Towya has not been a living person for some time.

That's why I wanted to say it. Such a solution is wrong.

If you want to go back to the original world with so much death, you shouldn't do anything more like suicide if you're serious about death. There's no way we can fight like everyone in "The Earth" could die. That's what I wanted to scream.

But Towya couldn't say a word about that feeling.

The eyes of the young man peering from his helmet were cloudy and familiar. He had the same color as Toya, who was told he could never walk again. It was not the eyes of the living.

"If you have a complaint, report it to the operation. If I'm bad, I get BAN. If not, you die too."

The thrust tower looked up at the world from the rubble.

The struggle around us was increasing momentarily and intensely, and the world of death was spreading.

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A sharp silhouette steel vehicle, with a light toe only once, Nyata jumped on the "Unicorn Jump" without killing that momentum that fell from above. "Lightning Step" in the direction of the fall while sliding through the trunk of the tree in a "Quick Step" orbit that was only possible in the fantasy world when I was in the original world.

These moves were commonly referred to as mobile stunts, and during the "Elder Tail" period they existed to move characters at high speeds or take special actions. It has not existed since the development of the game, but it is an element mounted on the "Elder Tail" where the number of actionable elements increased with the increase in line speed.

Using his superhuman abilities at his disposal, Natha accelerated into a wooden green.

There was grief and anger that scorched the bottom of my belly.

Cut off the black spiritual monsters that invade the forest beneath your eyes. The tip of the sword stuck to heavy body fluids and couldn't be stopped with a single blow. Bringing a basic Damage Increase Stunt to a Range Attack that the Swordsman specializes in doesn't seem to make him die instantly.

Of course you can win if you keep fighting. Chan Tai is at the ninety level, and the "Dark Spirit's squire" in front of him is a little at the forty level. But there are many. Chan Tai silently sifted through the fine sword (Rapier) twice, knocking down the shadow he was trying to get through both sides, calling on the mage on the horse.

"Rondalk"

"Hmm...... Do we meet here?"

The distance between the two is about ten meters.

The woods were distorted by magic, and in what should be termed an odd square, the shady face of the Sorcerer (Sorcerer) responded to Nyantai.

We weren't strangers to each other. If you were too much, you were the man who saw each other from afar a few times in the playertown of Suskino and nearly confronted each other in one of the Cellara rescues. I guess Rondark remembered that more, coming at me with a gaze that is neither frustrating nor hostile.

But Chan Tai didn't have room to go along with such a lone dark sentiment.

On the surface, he didn't break his usual sober style, but it was only he who had strong anger. If possible, so much so that you want to tear apart all the dark spirits around you with that fine sword.

"What are you doing here? Rondark, what's the row of those vehicles? This black shadow, and what are you going to do with Saphir! What's going on, Rondalk?

Nyata puts up a crossed sword and pokes it at Rondalk.

That was more of a tone of questioning than a question.

Nyantai is presumed to be approximate and understandable.

To follow the Minori on behalf of the Horizon of Records, we've been using the Eagle Lion to keep an eye on them. We now know that the town of Safir, some twenty kilometers from here at a straight distance, is currently under attack by the Steel Tail Dragon, and that this is the result of a siege that can be described as a mountain hunt by the Dark Spirit's squire. I discovered this vehicle as a result of an extended reconnaissance from the town of Saphir upstream of the river to explore the causes of the disturbance.

That's why Chan Tai is angry.

Because Nyata's heart is screaming that it is a very incredible, unlikely fool.

"Rondark!

"Ha ha."

Rondark gave a terribly shallow laugh at Nyantai's reprimand.

Ironically, a one-cheeked Rondalk seemed like someone else from where he was in Suskino. It was terribly thin, irresponsible, and put together a disturbingly self-depraved atmosphere. The laughter was very unlikely to be an indication of leeway.

"If you ask me what I'm doing here, I'm hired to work. Vehicle escort and lead. This line of vehicles is a passing magic type automobile. The black shadow there is a summoning creature in The Dark Spirit's Subordinate. I have no intention of doing this to Saphir. Not for me. What's going on? - I don't know."

Rondark seemed to have no intention of hiding anything.

I haven't even found enough value to fix it, it looked like it to you too.

Then the answer did not contain a single thing that Chan Tai wanted to know. Because Rondark's answer shows nothing more than what he knows, that is, what he sees and understands.

"Don't look so scared. I'm not going to fight you. You do, don't you? I didn't do anything. I'm just taking a request and escorting. One thing about Suskino - right, I'm reflecting. Raising your hand to the" Earthlings "could be a bad thing. Is this it? Get out of the way, Cat Swordsman."

Rondark answered Nyata, laughing small, sighing and tired, as he hung down the wand that was on his horse and pulled out of his hip holder.

It was a throw, appropriate, attitude as if it didn't matter.

"Do you know what you're doing? Rondalk."

Nyata approached the rondark one step closer, remembering the blush.

"I know. I get paid to do my job."

"About the consequences. Rondalk!"

To Nyantai's question, Rondark returned a frightened laugh.

"You didn't write that in my manual. - It's obvious because I didn't get it."

The words were, everywhere else, human resources. That stabbed through the deep part of Nan Tai.

Not because Rondalk's words and the future he pointed to were unintentional. Rather, because it was a word I feared so much that I would be under the illusion that I had heard it somewhere. That was a word that Nyata hoped she didn't want to hear.

On that occasion when the Roundtable Conference was to be established, Krusty, the leader of the D.D., asked Shiloe. "Is there a possibility of war with the 'earthlings'?" And the word Shiloe returned was, "I understand that's not what I think right now, but what the Round Table Conference thinks."

How far back did those who could have captured exactly what that reply meant go to that meeting? Nyata touched the fold and reminded me so. I think it did pass on to Crusty. He was trying to help Siloe in a twisted way. But I don't know how long it was passed on to the other young people.

The word of Siloe was prophecy and advice,

That reply does not affirm or deny the possibility of war. It is not the presence or absence of war, but the point at which it was made earlier stages, that is, "we are in a world where war is possible", and the message is that the individual living there "should come up with an answer as to how to confront the possibility of war".

And it was a young man named Siloe who tried to confront the message more than anyone else. Natha knows that Shiloe has suffered unintelligibly. On this matter, Nyatta has thought that she may be closer to the siloe herself than an elderly, optimistic direct successor or an akatsuki who can be redeemed to the siloe.

Nyata had respect for that serious friend who was only about half his age. Nyata understands that having such a younger friend is a difficult treasure for an age-old human being. And Natha herself has come to terms with Shiloe's allegations.

War between 'adventurers' living in Yamato. Siroe and Nyata thought that the likelihood was so low that it could be ignored sooner. Originally a Japanese with a strong sense of abhorrence for war. Spiritual deterrence works, especially if they are also Japanese. Suicide bombings due to heinous incidents and stress may occur, but the likelihood of a full-scale war is unlikely. That is even today, when Yamato's Adventurers split into Round Table Meetings and Plant Hwyaden.

As for the war between the Adventurers and the Earthlings, it's more likely than not. Especially if there are many (adventurers) who do not recognize the "earthlings" as human beings, they will develop into a major problem. But even though the likelihood was higher than that between [adventurers], it didn't seem that far. Because they have too different combat abilities. How more likely is domination or conquest than war.

Adventurers and Earthlings complement each other in this snoring world. It is structured in such a way that each other supports each other in all aspects, such as production and consumption. Nyantai believes that the achievements of the Roundtable Conference, which was able to make that fact known as a real feeling at an early stage, are limitless.

The remaining combination was a war between the (earthlings), and neither Nyata nor Shiloe could give an answer to this.

They are not "earthlings". The two educated that war is evil are, of course, repellent to it. But when [the earthlings] decide to go to war with each other, they have to be necked if they ask if they have the right to stop it. If they say they also have sovereignty, because they are right on reason.

In the meantime, if we look at the current situation and the technological developments after the Catastrophe, there was a fear that even if the Adventurers themselves were not actively involved, they would be responsible for a single stick that would increase its scale when the Landlords waged war. I've never talked to Siloe about it, but perhaps one end of the future that Siloe has been staring at is there.

"Rondark, are you worried about spreading war on this world?

"I don't mean it like that. You might be thinking about it because you issued me a quest."

Fighting resumed in the wake of that word.

Repeat the thrust (first) and fill the distance.

The flames burning in the nyan thickness were as fierce and crazy as they were blue and white.

"You're helping me with that!

"What's that?"

When Ronderg waved, five light spheres were born. The "Impatience Bolt", which floats a small arc of thunder, moves to break between the surgeon and Chan Tai. This spell is a magician's defense technique that automatically counters melee attacks. Although it is a less important spell for a "sorcerer" who is not originally on the front line, it is nevertheless a spell that greatly serves as the starting point for interpersonal (PvP) tactics.

Nyantai's left arm is caught and paralyzed.

It would have been an attack that I would have been allowed to carry out, but I couldn't control the urge to be pushed.

"A lot of 'earthlings' will be mourned!

"It's what they want. It's a battle you want."

"I can prevent it before I do."

"You haven't seen that quest, Swordsman of Thieves!"

Both Rondalk's Frost Spear and Barndstake crushed the leap. The technique of detecting activation and interrupting chanting is one of the fastest of the Swordsmen of Theft (Twin Rapiers). At the same time, however, the great moves of the Nyantai side are sealed. Rondalk can't give a big kime move in the gap to come after the maneuverability seal of Nyantai by "Astral Bind".

Still, if it was the usual Nyantai, it would have been able to move the battle in its favor from a calm and subtle return move. To myself I couldn't do that, Chan Tai felt bitter young. A torrent that I haven't felt in a long time is inside me.

"Can't you do it without a quest, Rhondercook!

"Shut up, hypocrite. I'm not invited to this world."

A sad voice sounded.

"I'm not invited to this world. I don't need it. Do you want to go to another world, Jesus, no, have you chosen? You are. - I didn't choose. I was brought into this world without permission. I didn't have a choice, and I wasn't even invited. You were invited, weren't you? Is that why you can swallow it!?

"No, we're not invited as one."

"I'm not interested in whether you guys are. But at least I'm not invited. I was brought into this world without my will. This world tried to set me free, regardless of my will. That's why I'm doing the world a favor. Am I wrong, Thief Swordsman!

A fireball was born. It splits into two parts, and then it splits into four parts, and the roaring bark is raised and approaching Nyantai. The attack spell is intercepted by a throwing card (throwing card) removed from the nose. A piece of silver iron struck out the fireball to prevent up to three, but the other approached the thin sword of Nyantai, causing injury.

Wrong.

I wish I could have said that. Chan Tai manipulated a fine sword with the thought of crushing him. It was far from settled the struggle that should have cleaved, jumped, and surely won the magic of a sobbing Ronderg.

Ronderg is not wrong. At least in the Ronderg world, Ronderg is not wrong. Nyata, who burns in anger, still figured that out. That's why Chan Tai was torn apart.

Ronderg's anger and crying were justified. Ronderg is the victim, and the situation should be corrected. "Adventurers" who wish to return to the original world should be promptly given hope and paid off.

Of course, in order to fulfill the hopes of the Ronderg individual, for the sake of his sorrow, no other individual should be harmed or his rights violated. That's the rules of society. But that society itself, it has not invited Ronderg. At least Ronderg didn't sign a contract to join that society. Ronderg is an outsider. All outsiders.

What is there is a state of war between Ronderg and this world. A state of war, Ronderg thinks he can do anything to this world, and that's not wrong. It is easy to say that humanitarianism should be protected just because it is war. But if Ronderg is told whether the Catastrophe has protected humanity, the only fact is that it has not. In other words, Ronderg's revenge is justified.

They are the ones the city of Akiba has turned a blind eye to, and there are numerous "adventurers" in this world who have had the same pain. Rondark's pain is something that Nyata once felt, and that all people felt, and that anger is legit and virtually impossible to argue with.

If a human being of such an idea existed in society on Earth, if there was a being who considered himself to be an individual at war with society, society would be able to subdue that individual by force. We can seize, detain and detain them in the police force. In some cases, the military may be dispatched. Because their revenge is no longer in the domain of terrorism.

That way we can inflict some punishment. But that is "removal". That is not possible because society is more absolutely just. Societies are more numerous in almost all cases, and simply because they are strong, because they are capable of fighting, they can only eliminate individuals with violence.

The sin of the world was not solved by forcing an individual to be irrational without his or her consent.

"... that's what all people are."

Rondark's turbulent magic (Turbulence) struck Nantu, who lowered his sword.

Scary, self-inflicted Rondalk's attack chopped up Nyata.

But Chan Tai was no longer willing to prevent it or cut it back.

Nyantai's feelings of anger did not disappear, but he was so wrapped up in sorrow beyond that that only pain remained that his chest was about to crumble.

Rondalk's problem cannot be solved by Chan Tai.

Probably can't be solved by anyone.

The only thing that could be done was to eliminate Rondalk, the victim, with violence, and Chan Tai didn't think it was right.

Saving Serara had a point. You were probably lucky enough to confront (Brigantia) while covering Serara with that suskino. Because Tai and his crew won't face this Ronderg. There are now friends of the Horizon of Records on the back of Nyantai. I know that, but Chan Tai's sword didn't move.

The feeling of helplessness was just tying the nymph.

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"I'm leaving, too! Wolf, hey!

Without a glance at Serara, who ran along with such a cry, Minori was looking up at Roe 2. Though Toya and Serara swept out to the battlefield and thought that they might need their own backup if they were meant to, she chose to stop at the spot.

Because I intuited that conversation with Roe2 was important, and that there would probably be no other opportunity, not now.

His vision grew more precise in time, and he continued to whisper deliberately with a hunch in Minori's ear. It was the same as when he defeated the Green Kid (Goblin) in the town of Choushi. Or it was a feeling when I decided to cover the siloe in the "Producer Guild Liaison Committee".

Something has now visited over Minori to present a choice. Minori takes a breath and chooses to make a big leap in her heart. I might be wrong and I might regret it. But I don't have to choose. Open your eyes. That assumption that I don't think I can do anything about is the chain that binds me. Minori once learned that in Harmeln. I think it was a high tuition. So I will never forget.

Towya rushed out to the battlefield. It may not be the same battlefield, but it can't mean Minori won't be on the battlefield.

And the person intuitive that Minori is most important is now staring at Minori with interest.

"Are you sure? Minori doesn't have to go that way."

Minori swallowed the saliva and snorted.

"Right. That's a second question."

Nodding again, Minori found Roe 2.

The eyes behind the round glasses were intelligent, and Minori stared at herself picturing in the glow. Maybe it was because of those eyes that I thought Roe2 looked like Siloe. The color of the eyes and the shape of the eyebrows were very similar to the siloe.

……

……

The two stared at each other.

I got nervous. Even then, Minori wasn't scared at all.

That was very strange and Minori was thinking about why. Still a strange adventurer for a few days. It's friendly because she's a woman with a casual tone, but given what I said earlier, I don't want to judge her as unidentified, even if I take it favourably.

Minori was nervous and didn't feel that way, even though she should be able to feel more afraid or at risk for such a woman. Minori remembered her heart with interest.

Roe 2 inadvertently raised his gaze and looked more at the battlefield.

Minori also chased him ahead of that gaze to witness the ugly battle. The collapsed front had made the battle impossible, which was no longer order. I don't know where it is, but members of the Knights of Odyssey, who would have been resurrected in the Temple of Movement, penetrate without even distinguishing between the "Dark Spirit's squire" and the "Steel Tail Dragon".

The "Odyssey Knights", which should have had an overwhelming advantage due to level differences, did not appear to have been able to demonstrate their original strength due to their reduced abilities immediately after resuscitation. And I'm not even thinking about showing it off. Neither the management of Hate by the warrior position nor the management of the state by the restoration position are relevant, and the attack is quickly carried out, defeated and defeated.

What was there was a chaotic war of attrition, a battlefield of madness.

The peaceful world originally had so much confusion in front of the Minori people that they had never even seen it in this other world.

"That's terrible."

Minori realized that was Roe 2's word after he snorted.

"It's terrible. I've never been there, but maybe this is where hell is. I don't have a single thing to gain here. I think getting involved in this is terribly risky and lacks merit. I have no idea why they're doing this. Although I don't want to know otherwise. I don't even feel like I can recover the cost of doing that."

Roe2 continued to twinkle in a low voice for a woman.

I didn't fully understand the content, but the tone seemed to Minori to resemble Shiloe somewhere.

Roe 2 and Minori watched the battlefield for a while.

Dragged to the ground, as if frenzied, the depression "Steel Tail Dragon" was struck, and the magic of the Black Flaming Dark Spirit was shot into the back of the defeated Knights of Odyssey, and the confusion deepened the degree.

'It's not. Why, like... more, you know? More other ways to fight, more decent ways to fight.'

I heard the sad screams of Towya. It was a cry to resist.

The voice reached Minori and Roe 2 via party chat. Minori continued to stare at Roe2 so that she could still glimmer, feeling anxious that her back would be seared by the scream.

More and more distances have been made these days, and I don't know what Toya feels or thinks that seemed like a previous superimposed spoon. But I know Toya's anger now. Toya's unspoken cry is a mourning for their powerlessness. It's a bland anger at ourselves who are only children. Minori, a twin, can see that.

The world was too mighty. It was too unreasonable, overwhelming, and I didn't mind Minori or Toya's feelings. All things were like high-mass factory machines. They carry the minnows like belt conveyors and take them to the future, whether they want it or not. The future was one that could only be small. For the Minoris, the world was.

Whether they were walking in school, at home or in the city, there were too few things the Minori could do to make themselves free.

I could have chosen the color of my sneakers, for example. You can also choose a pattern for your notebook. Occasionally I could also request a menu for dinner. But I couldn't be free to do one thing that mattered. I have also transferred to school. Something I wanted to be with my parents for my birthday. Restoring Toya's legs.

Minori knows that Toya, who was playing a well-heard child, hated his helplessness twice as much as a person. I was trying to stretch my back a little because I was helpless. Because of our helplessness, we also dreamed of our own power and fell into the trap of [Harmeln].

Minori stared at Roe2 without even plucking the tears that spilled because she could see the tears of such a tower.

"Towya is crying. Serara is applying Heartbeat Healing gradually to all of the" earthlings ". Fifty bells and Lundelhaus are also proceeding this way while protecting the people of the town. - But still, this (,) doesn't matter"

Roe 2 waves his right hand in a playful gesture to point to everything on the battlefield. Minori nodded at the words. That's just a fact. No matter how tight your chest is, it's true.

Roe2 asked Minori the other way when he confirmed it.

"You ask questions in places like this. I'd like to hear Minori's answer."

"Huh?"

"I guess Minori has the answer because he asks such a question? Who the hell is Minori? And who am I? Where do you come from, where do you go?

Roe 2's question stopped the world.

The battlefield anger is distant at once in consciousness and affects the background sound of white noise.

Minori thought about the meaning of the question.

Minori had no idea who Roe2 was. You may know Shiloe, one of Yamato Server's premier players, who you don't know in Elder Tail. Or exceptional reasoning might solve the mystery surrounding Roe 2. But Minori can't do it. I know you have some secrets, but Minori had no idea what it was. Roe2 kind of feels like he's from very far away. All I can say is that much.

Still, Minori stared at Roe 2, trying to find an answer in his eyes.

I thought about what it was meant to be, not the kind of inquiry that I would return. I thought about the meaning of Roe2's sensible smile. I thought about what she wanted.

And in that inquiry Minori met herself.

Roe2's question is not visiting Minori's insight into Roe2. Who's Roe2? What is the truth? Even that was now, at this moment, reduced in importance.

Minori found out who her calm was. Minori likes Roe2. I felt familiar from the start. I wanted to hear that story, and I wanted to know your thoughts. That's why I wasn't afraid. I wanted to get close to Roe 2. That was a strange emotional move.

'That's not true. I don't know what your brothers think, but this world...'

"Is there such a thing? We always... '

The music came down along with the two shouts I heard over the party chat.

I heard nostalgic melodies in a world where the Steel Tail Dragon falls from the sky becomes slow motion. It was a singing voice of fifty bells, desperately clinging to thoughts that were going to run out of thousands.

I didn't want to get close because I found out everything about who they were (Roe2).

I wanted to know who I was after I wanted to be close.

Minori meets herself, that is, what she wants. Roe2 asked Minori what form he wanted. Maybe even this assumption that you "listened" is just Minori's aspiration. But just thinking about it saved Minori.

The time to solve the mystery is no longer over.

Minori just has to say her wish straight.

So Minori told Roe2 the only answer to be spoken of on this occasion.

"I am Mr. Siloe's disciple. Mr. Roe2 is our sister. I've come a long way, I've come a long way, but I'm here now, here, with you."

Roe2 opened his eyes to surprise him.

That, after all, looked a lot like the one Minori loved.

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"Elegant Act!

Fifty bells, who bounced the "Dark Spirit's Subordinate" with melee moves, turned away to spin as they perceived a counterattack with delicate ripples wrapping their bodies like capes.

The rays opened with that evasive action drew a single line of fire, and the "Dark Spirit's squire", already wounded by his hand, could disappear after a moment of stagnation, becoming a rainbow chavon.

"What the hell are these guys?"

"I don't know. But you came out of nowhere."

The Fifty Bells and Lundelhouse were on their way out of town waiting for the Minoris. Nevertheless, sweetened by Minori's words that the battle was still far away, he was completely delayed because he was helping evacuate the whole city and so on. While doing so, the north side of the city seemed to be entering a state of turmoil for some reason.

So far, both of us are doing something to keep the number of enemies and the big guys low.

The combination of "Bard" (Byrd) and "Sorcerer" (Sorcerer) was neither aggressive nor bad if thoroughly destroyed individually.

There are also circumstances in which Lundelhaus is always in the mood when he sees the face of fifty bells and gets in a good mood. As for the fifty bells, I couldn't help but be unwillingly seen with a swollen and dull face in tears, but that kind of shame decided to kick me out of my head. I think too much, and now I'm in battle.

Truth be told, I tried to hit Lundell House frustrated, but the Fifty Bells weren't even ready. It blew out, and I was certain that my feelings were lighter, but the inquiry that Fifty Bells suffered overnight is not so mild. It's the first "real problem" in my life if I try to make it fifty bells. I said give me an answer, not an answer.

That's why I can't even leave you alone. Really, seriously bothered me. A number of wishes have come into my mind, and the fifty bells are stirred in a mess. The truth is, even fifty bells have a desire to take a step forward.

I'm afraid to admit that against myself.

Even now that I'm fighting like this, I feel like I want to scream when I turn to consciousness about it.

Fifty Bells is, in short, a normal high school girl.

He's a servant everywhere.

I know if you do something big with it, it'll be a laugh. He seemed to be advising fifty bells to get around him, his hands and feet just thin and pipe-like, his stubborn hair, and his scabbard that wouldn't disappear after taking care of him.

"Ugh, trouble."

"What's going on? Miss Fifty Bells."

Lundelhaus, who had preceded him, looked back because he had thrown out a stupid-looking crush on him.

"Yeah, it's nothing. Wow!"

"Mm?"

"It's dangerous, Rudy. Over here, over here!"

Fifty bells pull Lundell House's arm and snap to the abandoned building on his side. If you noticed, Lundell House had about 30% MP. The two entered the green-covered ruins with a careful look around the left and right, sitting with their backs clamped against the rubble upstairs, which had only become columns and lost its walls.

"I hope you're okay."

"There was no sign of the Dark Spirit around this building. You'll be fine in a while."

Lundelhaus, who pinched his jaw tip with his finger, answered with his imaginary face.

Of the twelve main professions in Elder Tail, Sorcerer (Sorcerer) has the greatest firepower. But as if in exchange, it's hard to say that MP consumption is intensely fuel efficient. Even if you ignore the downside of rising Hate, the more aggressive you seek, the more you use MP like hot water, so you need to figure out what's wrong with taking a small break like this between fights.

There's a fifty bell backup song, so in five minutes Lundelhaus' MP will recover. This type of break is quite difficult, albeit the most just a few minutes. The sound of battle can attract monsters. If found, it could be a streak, or the MP could be at the bottom and wiped out. Though a few minute break, it is desirable to avoid promising passages, etc., and to get into the shadows where perimeter surveillance can be carried out if possible.

Thanks to all the collaborative training, there is no pull around.

"Miss Fifty Bells, is there a problem? Are you out of breath?

"Mm-hmm. It's okay. Rudy is the one."

Yes, but Lundelhaus's breath grew quieter and quieter. He hates losing when he looks like this. Fifty Bells knows that they even train individually on top of basic training.

Explosions and bursts sounded in the distance. It sounds unique to large-scale magic.

The two cleared their ears to it. It was the sound of a battlefield.

Apparently, it was a total riot. Regardless of the sea side, the north side of the town is where the firepillars rise, or the sound of steel is wooded. The servants of the Dark Spirit can break through the front line because of their human size, and the Steel Tail Dragon ravages the battlefield with its ability to fly. All I could say was that defense was impossible from the start.

I heard Toya screaming via party chat.

"Everyone lives here."

To Towya's voice, Lundelhaus found himself holding his fist. Yes, this Saphir is a town of the "earthlings", inhabited by many of them.

Lundell House became an Adventurer, but not a Landlord. Fifty bells knew that. At the time of the Choushi defense, the Fifty Bells did not know that. I knew, but I didn't understand.

Fifty bells were trying to protect Lundelhouse's life at that time, all worried about it. I even thought of Lundelhaus as a thoughtless young man trying to jump out of sight. But it wasn't. Lundelhaus tried to protect his compatriots, the "earthlings". He wasn't a fool who wasn't afraid to lose his life, he tried to fight as a brave man who wouldn't hesitate to risk his life. Because that was the way Lundelhaus aspired to be an Adventurer. In the town of Choushi, Lundelhaus was an 'adventurer' before he signed a contract with Shiloe.

"Spread out! Shield Bill!

"Why are the knights not our patron saints?"

'Shut up!'

The cry on the street was too miserable. The "Knights of Odyssey" finally seemed to have even abandoned the pose of protecting the town. If this is all a riot, I know I can't afford to protect the back.

Protect, I couldn't say. The Knights of Odyssey are not on guardianship duty for consideration. I happen to be in this town, and I'm just staying around. I don't know fifty bells, but I guess they have their purpose. Give it up on your own. Expect it on your own, and I can't tell you to protect it. Even if the Adventurer is immortal.

But next to the fifty bells, Lundelhaus was shaking his fist. He was clutching his lips as he stared at the amount of MP left to recover.

- It's not suicide. Who doesn't die alone in this world? So there is no such thing as suicide. We want to go home.

Fifty bells heard that cry over the reading.

That was the scream of one man poking his chest. It was just a wishful confession to go back to the original world. Fifty bells wanted to wear that for you. But at the same time, I also wondered what a terrible thing to say. There are certainly people dying in this world.

Fifty bells suppressed his chest remembering the night of the concert.

Wasn't the hand you desperately flushed for the fifty bell song belonged to the "Earthlings"?

What were the shimmering eyes of the bearer of that hand going to tell the fifty bells?

"Miss Fifty Bells"

"Rudy?"

The words leaked out of his eaten mouth were strong and seemed to give something away,

"Still, we..."

Lundelhouse's words were broken.

Still, I didn't know if we wanted to say that we were alive, or if we were still here. Maybe Lundelhaus himself didn't even know.

His eyes, which were opened to stare at the face of the battlefield, were tears that could not be hidden.

Lundelhaus, whose chest was stretched, even in the midst of a death struggle, and who even laughed small at that moment trying to be summoned to heaven, was devouring his teeth and weeping. The tears were not tears that shed for themselves. "The earthlings" are tears to endure irrationality. A compatriot who is attacked by monsters like catastrophe, relies on a group of [adventurers], and is so abandoned and hurt. That's not all. I don't suppose the Knights of Odyssey consider the Grounders to be the same person.

Lundelhouse's gripping fist represented the same interruption as "Still We Are". That's anger that can't be reached anywhere. We meet irrationally and don't even have someone to complain about.

Lundelhaus became an Adventurer to fight irrationality, but victory is not guaranteed. How many more times will Lundelhouse taste this thought? That number probably can't be counted.

Still, Lundell House wants to strain his chest.

Fifty bells thought it was all the desire of the earth.

(Oh. That's right)

(Me. I was lucky. I was born on Earth, my dad's daughter, and I was lucky)

(Because there were a lot of songs, both when I was sad and when it was hard)

Fifty bells closed his eyes tightly and confirmed his chest.

I went wild last night, and the thoughts I was holding back finally overflowed.

Fifty bells have been saved.

I've always been saved.

When you're sad, there's a sad song.

When it's fun, there's a fun song.

There's a brave song when you're brave.

There were all around the fifty bells.

(That's terrible. It's too much here.)

(You have to complain about God, absolutely not, it can't be this bad. I can't believe there's no song. I can't believe there's only forty-two. I can't stand that)

I never imagined there would be such a place.

It was natural from birth, so familiar that I could not even notice its grace.

(I can't believe I can't sing when I want to cry, that's not true)

(You're so sad there's no song when you're angry)

(I can't believe I don't have a song to tell God)

The morning burn, the day in the blue sky, the sunset in the sea, the night of the stars. In every place where the fifty bells walked, in every moment (when) the fifty bells spent, there was so much music.

There were countless beautiful star-like sounds all over it.

Not for the Earthlings, are they?

Fifty bells threw down the spear they had. He made a metal noise and rolled away. He didn't even look at it, and set up the "Flying Dolphin," a lute of spiritual play he was carrying. I rubbed up the tears that took away my sight with my sleeves as much as I could, screaming the strings abusively.

The lover of the fifty bells sounded intimidating.

I'm sure it feels the same as fifty bells.

It's unpleasant. There's no such thing. Wrong.

It's wrong for your thoughts to be betrayed, your unreasonable inability to file a complaint, your inability to smile, and your lack of music. Fifty bells is just a high school girl, but what's wrong is wrong. Fifty bells would be fake, but it doesn't matter anymore.

"Miss fifty bells......?

"Rudy, I'm coming."

"To?"

My chest was burning. I thought I would never forgive you.

You're going to sell a fight to God who just threw out this world after only making a few songs. That determination was by far the greatest thing the Fifty Bells had ever done. I loved the Fifty Bells and they fooled me with what they took care of. Until God or fifty bells snap and fall, no, I will never stop until God cries and apologizes. Fifty bells swore.

There is no such thing as the need for Lundelhaus to hold his fist and lose his words.

"To a fight"

"To a fight?

To ignore the Lundelhouse, which gives a surprise return, Fifty Bells looked down the boulevard from the collapsed floor of the abandoned building. It was irritating to even use the stairs to do it anymore.

The first stroke is a chord of C.

"Miss fifty bells!?

Like a grissand slipping down a string, the fifty bells popped out into the dusty air.

No Lundelhouse, no Towya, no Minori, no Serara.

Fifty bells themselves.

I don't have a single reason why I have to get upset.