Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

Since descending into this world, Subaru has experienced many, many deaths.

For the majority of creatures, Svalbard, already getting his tenth challenge, is a bit of a veteran when it comes to 'death', given that life is a one-shot battle at a time.

Forced to die in that way, there is a sharpened feeling that only Subaru, who has been close to us independently of this will, can feel.

- It is a nerve that clearly sniffs out the clear 'death' that is now approaching.

"You've got everything you want, and you've done what you want."

Its voice, accompanied by bottom-cold pressure, is pouring down from the sky to the ground.

It is a tiny little shadow that the ice column floats down its sharp tip so as to cover the sky that it looks up and follows the frozen blade.

For the first time staring and conscious, I can see that it is a creature like a cat with gray body hair.

Though it is a rare being with a pink nose, waking his upper body up to walk on two legs, stretching his short arms all over his vertigo, and shaking his unusually long tail.

Before its existence of manipulation of human language, witchcraft, beginning with Petergius, loses its word. And also Subaru, who fell and lay low on the spot, was also plugged in the throat by a different shock from theirs.

For it was the first time that its presence had seen the Spirit behave in such a manner as to expose his anger. And only the aftermath of that anger can tell the world is dying.

"... Pack"

Floating Spirit - The air around the pack is white and cloudy, and the appearance of a nearby area of the forest makes a crackling sound and degenerates. The trees dye the greens white, the leaves, the branches, the trunks freeze the surface, and the mana is sucked up and withered off.

The earth began to show only the same influence, with the first grass trees dying, and eventually the soil, and its demons reaching out to Subaru and witchcraft who lay themselves in its soil.

Skin tingles and burn-like pain irritates the whole body. Weakness gradually crept up from the back of his body, even his breathing became billionaire and his consciousness began to wane.

The collection of mana - which I also remember in Subaru - is a sense of disillusionment caused by the forcible seizure of mana by the Spirit. Once it was done only against Subaru, the angry pack is running on a global scale.

In fact, the sight of Subaru, groaning, Petergius falls back with his fat sweat on his forehead, and the witches kneeling are also gasping at his mouth like fish seeking oxygen.

Puck looked down at their condition like that, and "hummed" their adorable nose,

"Witchcraft? - Four hundred years later, you guys are no different. In all times, you will do my most grieving things."

Say, move that black eye, and the puck's gaze goes to a point in the woods.

Once I followed you with my gaze, I could see when there was a space left unaffected by the pack's manadorains.

As the surrounding area freezes and begins to wither, there is a space where only pompous greenery has been left. - It is where there is the flesh of Emilia who deposits herself in the roots of the thin trees and falls.

"Oh, poor Leah.... you're dead, not knowing anything '

The colour of an indelible sorrow turned to the voices that were striving to dissuade them.

Puck looked lonely, sadly at Emilia, and then slowly turned his eyes towards the survivors on the spot.

"The sin of losing my daughter's life is heavy. Who, think of it as something you can't go home alive '

"What does spiritual flair tell you, what does it tell you, what does it tell you? Half demon torn to the test, just filthy clutterer Death! I can't protect that lunatic, your 'laziness' is the one to blame, Death! Ahh! Ahh! Ahhhhh! My brain, shivering, ruuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!

Petergius spits as he looks up into the sky and reaches out to the intimidating pack. Left and right asymmetrically turned his bloody eyes on the frenzy, and Petergius' willingness to kill swelled.

After finding out that the power of the hostile Spirit is mighty, Petergius decides to resist. That is not a choice he could have made because he is brave. Because for his, it is utterly pointless, such as the strength and weakness of power.

Because

"Unfortunately, all events that can happen are described in the Gospel, Death! Witches love eagles, Death! It is therefore before the diligence that rewards the love of the eagle! There is no way for you lazy bastards to fight it from Death!!

- Love, die, love, leave.

For Petergius, faith in witches is nothing more than an act of rewarding love, and I will not stop believing that showing love for witches in action is the only absolute sex in the world.

The act of showing love for the witch takes precedence over all, and whoever interrupts the act tears away before love. - Love for witches is better than anything.

"Half demons die! You get paid for laziness again, Death! To the witch's favor! To heart-shaking love! Martyr but good Death!

Waving his arms, calling and scattering, Petergius steps on his feet.

The eyes of the pack looking down at the madness of Petergius standing on the ground are cold everywhere. It is a pitiful or angry look, a clear look that has not found value in the subject but is deceased.

And with that gaze, Petergius reaches over his head, behind his distractions with a lofty bare gesture, a movement on his knees to the black outfits -,

"Die."

- The pouring ice blade stood relentlessly on the backs of the black outfits, jumping out of their bellies and skewering their bodies to the ground to stop them.

Like insects that are stretched out on specimens, the torso, and hands and feet are worn to the ground and stopped, and the black costumes are equally deadly devastated without any bitter chirping. The pierced flesh proceeded at once from the ice pile filling the wound, and an ice statue of a strange posture exchanged rows in the woods.

He took his life approaching twenty in an instant without preliminary motion, and the pack hasn't swayed one gaze. but so does Petergius, who puts his hand on its head with it sideways.

He moved on his own instructions, blind to the believers who literally became stone throwers, and took advantage of the momentary time when Pack's consciousness came off himself.

"- The brain, earthquake, can"

Shortly after seeing his lips wobbly distorted, Subaru saw Petergius' shadow spread like an explosion.

Fall, in ninety degree tilted sight, black palms multiply out of the shadow of Petergius, arriving to kill for a pack that floats in space.

Black palms that could never be avoided if his strength. But the arm-wrapped pack does not willingly intervene in the approaching of that threat. - I can't see.

"Pack - Huh."

'Shut up, Subaru. - Except you.

Puck tells Subaru in a quiet voice trying to inform him of the danger. Obscured by that voice, Subaru's warning did not reach the Spirit, and his impending palms gripped him into wrapping his little body.

"Mugu?"

The small body of the pack is enough to be covered with one adult palm.

If a black palm there delivers seven as well, his flesh can no longer be seen at all from Subaru. More importantly, its palms have the power to easily pull and cut the human body in one piece.

Though it is the Spirit, what happens with its physical power - not to mention that the bearer of its black palms is Petergius, a fanatic of witchcraft.

"Alarm! Lazy! In other words, laziness! You should have improvised the eagle, Death! With that power, you didn't do what you had to do, Death. That's what produced this result, Death! Death! Death! Death Death Death Death Death!!"

An 'invisible hand' visible only to Subaru crushes the enclosed pack's body.

In its interior, dense and one black mass, the body of the Spirit is extinguished by the power of malice -

"Crap."

At the next moment, the black claw blew away in an instant, Subaru saw.

"It's four hundred years early to borrow a witch's name to this extent. If you're serious about killing me... '

The trees cannot withstand excessive weight and are broken, scattered by fallen trees and shaken by long tails. The remains of the black costumes that had been turned into ice statues were scattered over the wood dust, and the forelegs that exchanged them lured the ground that stood poking into an absolute zero degree world.

Quiet exhalation is comparable to snowstorms alone, with brilliant golden eyes gleaming in white tears in relentless light across the dying earth.

There he was,

"Half the satire, a thousand stretch out the shadow to show it"

A cat-shaped four-legged beast with gray body hair, boasting a wood-spanning body.

The Ice Lord who one day collapsed the Mansion in the world and drove Subaru to death - that, it was a grand manifestation.

A grey beast that turns into a giant enough body to look up and look down on the world in a true sense.

The chill increases its strength at once at the same time as the emergence of its beast, even painful to have its lid open in the low temperatures where vision began to stain white.

――――

With that faint pain, but Subaru's consciousness is not there already.

I feel like I've seen something stunning, or elaborate, and that's just seeing that beast without a voice that I can't fit into my sight other than looking up.

"What..."

A trembling voice echoes in its extreme cold world.

My voice is shaking because of the cold air that sting my skin. The person who spoke out also cannot afford to keep it in consciousness, like Subaru, like the cold.

"What, you brought Death!?

It is Petergius who shouts and shouts this way and shakes his head.

The thirsty lips rip vertically with the current scream, from which the red blood slightly bleeds - even that freezes and stops bleeding during just a blink.

Close your eyelids in the blink and Subaru will rebel the cry of Petergius now and look up at the beast again as the wind blows that makes you wonder if you will never open your eyes again.

No matter how many times you think about it, there's only one answer to Petergius' words right now.

In other words:

"Pack, is it...?

'You'll see, won't you? Is that a mean story?'

Respond to the query of the plundered Subaru by moving his mouth, where the gray beast is too large.

One of the words involved a storm, and the giant beast, not laughing but sarcastic, affirmed Subaru's doubts.

At the same time, Subaru had one conviction.

- At the end of the last time, how I got caught dying eyes.

"Impossible, not possible"

Leaving room for the pushy Subaru, so grunts Petergius as he squeezes out.

When he puts his right-hand finger into his mouth in turn, he chews its tip down without hesitation, as if trying to forcefully connect and stop his consciousness far from the cold air.

"Impossible. Impossible. Impossible. Impossible. Death! It's just a spirit! Spirituality! It's impossible... to have such power, Death! This kind of power..."

"- Echidna"

――――

The movement of Petergius, who had spilled blood bubbles from the edge of his lips and had his eyes open, stops.

What interrupted the madman's rejection was some word the pack whispered. It sounded like a human name. As soon as he put it in his ear, Petergius shuts its mouth.

"If you're a witch, you know what your name means now, don't you?

Puck throws the question as he proceeds with that silent Petergius thought. Petergius' reaction to it was dramatic.

Something hard sounds crushing, and Petergius spits something out. They spit it out. It's a white fragment - too much bite, broken, crushed back teeth. And

"Dirty......!!

Staring at the pack with his blood-running eyes, Petergius spilled blood sloppily from his mouth, dyeing bright red through his jaw and under his coat's neck.

"It's not even fair to say that name! Ah! A foolish, pathetic lazy thing that knows no fear! Of eagles! The eagles, in front of witchcraft! Jealous witch, calling the name of a fallen witch other than Satella, etc......!!

Did the capillaries tear or the bloodstained Petergius eyes paint crimson. tears of blood from his eyeballs, the madman pointed the missing hand of his fingertips at the pack as he flew blood bubbles,

"Faith of the eagles, love! I'm insulting the time I've devoted to you, Death!

"-Don 't tell your spiritual opponent about time when you've been born for decades."

Coldly told Petergius stepping on the group thickness, the pack makes its golden eyes shine.

That alone stopped Petergius from moving, who was trembling in frenzy. No, I didn't consciously stop it. They're forcing me to freeze it off my toes.

Lying, in his white-witted sight, Subaru sees his enemies dying.

Petergius, who is going to be frozen, also probably realizes that his own death is approaching. before his death, he looked up at the pack with his stifling eyes,

"It has nothing to do with time or anything like the depth of faith, Death! A privileged Death who has an infinitely equal amount of time but therefore spends the bulk of that time unnecessarily, not with lazy people like you! Oh, my brain's trembling."

With its own end in sight, it should be noted that Petergius' fanaticism has no sway whatsoever.

For Subaru, who knows no more about the horror of the absolute event of 'death', that attitude of Petergius was just off track.

before death and still penetrate his own likeness - it was just a testament to his madness until he was pure.

'Death doesn't even punish you. - That's why I hate you guys.

"The trial was fulfilled, Death! Sooner or later, the eagle reaches the esteemed witch and joins him under his umbrella.... woohoo, that's when, fun, Death... right!

Open your hands and look up at the sky, and Petergius laughs his ass off.

The snowstorm builds momentum, the breeze that blows dyes its lean white, and gradually the voice, slows down and begins to farther away.

Still, it should be noted that Petergius did not stop moaning, and until then, when the laughter was interrupted, the expression remained insane until it was sunny.

- You got away with it.

Whimpering, the grey beast shakes his forefoot and crushes the ice statue of Petergius.

A blow split his upper and lower body, and a load from the top smashed his missing upper body as it fell to the ground. The remaining lower abdomen is also dispersed among the fragments of the previously scattered black outfits, whose fate is unquestionable.

- As Pack said, even though he was dead, he couldn't frustrate his will.

Only the overwhelming emptiness occupied Subaru's chest, however, as he saw his hateful opponent scattered and crushed his life unharmed.

That's the man I hated so much and wanted to kill. I just believed his presence was the beginning of things and in the vortex of all the problems. If only we could kill that man, everything would work out, he said.

But what about the results?

It can be said that Petergius has fallen and the threat of witchcraft has been removed.

But the presence of Rem, who was supposed to share that delightful result, disappeared from the world and Emilia, who was supposed to be able to reconcile the good news with souvenirs, let Subaru die himself.

Subaru himself relinquished responsibility for the two deaths before, and could not even do so where he tried to throw his life away, and the vengeance was fought at the hands of another avenger - it did not come true to break that heart.

I couldn't do anything. That's the only result of this.

"Well -"

As Subaru is struck by his powerlessness, a pack that quietly sees the end of Petergius looks down on Subaru.

Again, when you realize that the giant beast is a pack, you know how powerful it is. Before, Svalbard looked at the knights and sages who saw the pack in the royal castle in fear, as if they were other personnel.

Let's talk.

- Now, the more I knew how they felt.

Of the cold, the consciousness is hazy.

Where the signs of pain in the body that were already so wild disappeared, there was no sense of a broken spine, broken ribs, or gut pierced with bone fragments.

I hear the footsteps of imminent death. Before its quiet, dark footsteps, a whispering sensation of pain drifts away.

But...

"It would be a big mistake if you thought you could just disappear."

"- Huh!!

In the cold air, the lid, which was nearly closed by an enveloping drowsiness, awakens when the pain, which should have been far away, is burned by a stifling fever.

Subaru, whose throat was blocked by severe pain and his eyes turned to the affected area complaining of pain, saw him rarely stabbed by a thin ice needle from his right foot knee down.

Information on wounds received from vision is transmitted to the brain, and the hypersensitively working brain correctly propagates pain all over the body. Blood explodes behind his eyes and his vision stains bright red. I'm not talking about pain, pain, pain. I even transcended the pain. That's the hell that happened to my body.

Subaru, there are three sins against you.

The gray beast continues the words as if nothing were going on, stuffing and suffering from the pain and looking down at the screaming Subaru.

It is horrible, on the contrary, that only its tone remains unchanged, even though it is a being that has become enormous, moved its mouth with a number of sharp fangs, and even its voice has changed.

To thwart the pain, to Subaru, who tries to mislead the spirit by running beneficial thoughts, Pack swung its long tail to snap down the frozen trees,

'One thing is that I broke my contract with Leah. For a spiritualist, you seem to lack understanding of how heavy the promises made are. Breaking the contract to the light-hearted and how much it broke Leah's heart... you wouldn't even know'

At the same time that the end of the words is uttered, the tip of the left foot is now skewered.

The tip of the ice column that penetrated from the soles of his feet protruded out of his knees, and furthermore the ice pile continued to dive into Subaru's body, branching and scratching his muscle fibers and nerves, causing him to bounce peachy meat from the inside out and pop out.

- Pain dominates the brain.

I can't see, I can't hear, I don't know, I don't even want to know. I wanted to, I wanted to, I wanted to, I wanted to, I wanted to, I wanted to, I just...

'The second thing is that I came back ignoring Leah's request. Without it, witchcraft would have seen a little more, and there would have been respite for the fog to come out. without it. Or some might have made it'

Similar to the black outfits, the hands of Subaru, which become large letters, can be stopped from sewing on the ice column directly from the top. Unlike them, which were ice pickled as they were, an ice column peeking through a sharp cross section moves toward the elbow with the back of the hand pierced - the middle of the arm from the wrist to around the two arms beautifully separates the flesh, bone, blood vessels and nerves, exposing them to air.

"And the third thing is, I let Leah die."

All the wounds froze at once, until then the pain slipped away to shred Subaru's soul with a scratch.

The bright red pain of the nerves immersed in the magma was taken abruptly, and Subaru, forgetting even how to breathe, cramped his lungs and throat desperately seeking oxygen.

I gasp for a while and finally get the hang of how to breathe.

As his lungs swelled and oxygen went across his body and brain, his consciousness began to return like this.

Until earlier I had thought of pain and despair, something where pain is lower than 'death', etc., but now the idea is no longer anywhere.

'Pain', 'death' and 'terror' are all things that humans shun, equally, have the power to frustrate a weak human being named Natsuki Subaru.

In a world where the tears that float in his eyes immediately turn into drops of ice, Subaru grasps that his limbs are already in an irrevocable situation.

Every wound's frozen. That's already integrated with the ground, and if you can't move it, you'll lift it light from around your shoulders and legs.

In fact, it was also obvious to me now that my hands and feet just seemed connected and made me look like Dharma.

"- As promised, I will destroy this country."

With a slow consciousness, Puck tells Subaru that he was beginning to understand death.

It was the first moment when he appeared in charge of anger on this occasion, with a glimpse of clearly differentiated emotions from anger.

"Let everything be buried under ice and snow, and let it be a glimpse into Leah"

"... you know, mon"

'It's not whether that kid will be happy or not. What I've made up my mind, I can't break my word. Even if it's a contract with you.'

Depending on the unspoken Subaru voice, the pack inherited the word 'but',

'I know it will end without fulfilling it. Like the woods where Bob and Leah lived, even trying to expand the world of ice to cover the whole territory - surely Reinhardt, Kensei, will stand. I can't beat it. "

Mouth the name of a red-haired hero, Puck groaned to mourn my difference in strength.

The word, the meaning, is unbelievable to Subaru. Even a pack that is so powerful and emits overwhelming power affirms that his Kensei has no chance of winning.

While I understand that, and even though I know it will be discussed along the way, I remain stubborn in not trying to stop it.

"How..."

- Emilia is my raison d 'être.

Pack answers Subaru's question.

I rubbed my nose tip against the ground and twisted myself around trying to hide that big face from Subaru's sight, and the pack sounded somewhere lonely,

"There's no point in having me in a world without her. Then it's my eight hits, and the world disappears. - Everything about me ended when she died."

Shake your head and wind momentum increases to your lid as the pack closes its words like that.

The wind significantly increased its coolness, pricked its skin, froze its eyelids, and even began to freeze the blood traveling through its body. - The end is near.

'I wonder where people would die if they slowly and gradually froze from the fingertips of their hands and feet. Are you interested, Subaru?'

――――

'Silence is affirmative. And you should see for yourself the answer.'

Slowly, the icing erosion began to erode the flesh.

Further ahead of the already frozen limbs, the shoulders and thighs begin to freeze, until then the equivalent of the destruction tasted by the limbs comes with severe pain and despair.

"- Has the fog come out? Before you die, it sounds like you brought in a troublesome guy. '

If you can go mad with pain, smash this sanity already.

I want you to tear it up, smash it, and tear your heart apart. Otherwise,

'bulimia...... oh, what a name it is to be a white whale now. Calling that one, letting Leah die, letting herself die too... really, there's nothing you can do, you'

I can't hear you. Someone's voice is far away, and only his own screams are echoing forever.

Gradually the screams disappear, the laughter, the laughter is heard.

Assholes, assholes and.

That's a familiar laugh. It's the voice of a man I hated to death.

I feel like I really need to be sure of where I hear it from, so I complicate my consciousness in search of a source of laughter.

And I noticed.

Assholes and an indelible laugh, in my own mouth.

The pain became unknown and pleasure began to dominate the brain.

The world of madness expands and steps into the scenery as distorted as it pleases.

I can't stop laughing.

That was a laugh mocking myself.

Let Rem die, kill Emilia, and even himself die a dog.

Oh, exactly, what, well.

- You're lazy, Subaru.

Puffy, he made a noise and lost consciousness.

And I'm sure it wasn't just consciousness or life that hung up.

- Something more, all along, somehow stopped me from connecting, and now I'm making a noise and I'm broken.

I made a noise, and I cut it.