Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

"Although it is a fragmentary memory, the chronological order is organized in a nonsense. Probably something that follows these streams…"

…………

subaru responds with silence to what is spoken from θ's mouth.

I just have to choose silence. There's too much information out there, and I can't even make word for it unless I sort it out.

The formation of the 'Sanctuary', the living age of a girl named Louise Mayer. I mean, it was four hundred years ago, and there was, as a matter of course, a 'witch' in that place.

The presence of Echidna, the "Witch of Greed".

"Honestly, I can't imagine when Echidna's usually wandering around."

"For a Sue Boy who doesn't know those days, the existence of a witch may be a long way off. No, I don't know him directly, just because he feels familiar."

"It feels like the first step in aging to talk about what you've heard like a real experience. So... Echidna used to come to the Sanctuary a lot?

"It's not like it's a true memory of Non. However, from the words that were exchanged with the sight I saw, the frequency seems to have changed."

Unlike θ, which I've seen in my memory, it's a thin story for Subaru to hear again.

And speaking of other things that bother me about θ earlier, of course -.

"Beatrice and Roswar were also in the 'Sanctuary' four hundred years ago..."

"Master Beatrice, as I have just spoken, is Echidona's daughter. As for Roz Boy, the Roz Boy in the current story is the first generation of the Mazers... in a true sense, it's not the first Roswar to make a cut for the Mazers to grow up. Roswar's name comes from generations of strike ceremonies."

"... Bear and I were close?

"From what I've seen, it looks like we had a smiling relationship."

beatrice, who is not honest, remains the one that floated behind his brain in θ's narrative.

Has that girl remained the same for four hundred years and continues to have a stubborn attitude that she can't be honest with others? So after four hundred years, it still remains an attitude tomorrow?

Never show anyone your heart, but keep all sorts of thoughts hidden in your little body.

Remember the girl sitting in the forbidden library, with painful emotions all over Subaru's chest.

With his hands on his chest, Subaru shook his head as he embraced the sentiment.

"I'm surprised Echidna was walking Beatrice. It's like Beatrice wasn't the one with the family love thing for him."

"Nor has Non ever met a witch in person. But from the memory of Lewes Mayer, who peeked, the witch saw something humane"

"Somehow, I agree"

If you say it doesn't overlap with the statue of Echidona, as Subaru knows, that's it. Four hundred years apart, between life and death, that's all I spent.

Isn't it strange that in that castle of dreams, you've achieved life?

"He was a decisively broken opponent and I still want to expect him..."

While I'm at it, I think it's a difficult weakness.

It's not like when you're a lamb or a lem. Echidna was willing to trample on Subaru's feelings, hope and understanding. Now, there can't be a hand-to-hand future.

"In the meantime, until now, it's just a near-past recap. It doesn't seem like there's a whole lot more to it than θ bothered to hide from everyone else."

――――

"Go on, let me hear it. What happens to the 'sanctuary', which was moderate on the surface?

θ makes a cup of tea that has cooled completely to the demands of Subaru's low voice.

She groaned just in her mouth, "It's a mess..."

"What happens,..."

――――

"Bankruptcy, bye. And I can see the real reason why the 'sanctuary' was created"

"Really, why...?

Subaru breathed in the sound, θ pulled his jaw.

Then, again with a bump, he narrowed his lid so as to open the lid of his memory.

"Even then, in the Sanctuary, there was a witch and the first Roswar. Everyone in the Sanctuary was worried that something unusual was going to happen in the atmosphere."

- The heavy air strained and Ryuse was savoring the thirsty illusion.

"Right now, we should get out of this place. I'm not ready yet. - Now that the 'sanctuary' place is known to him, it means the breakdown of the plan."

――――

"Doctor! It's a waste of time doing this! He's... he's right there!

It is a fine boy who slaps a table in the cabin and roughs up his voice.

The boy's expression, which always lacked room and grace, was now engraved with a sense of impatient impatience.

It is the witch Echidna who hears the appeal and quietly meditates on it, hands in hand. The boy embarks on a silent echidna and sues again with a loud hand gesture.

"I don't have time to get lost! His power is overwhelming! I still can't help my teacher......! If you tell me to be a shield, I will gladly be a shield. But if you buy a shield and get out, you'll die for nothing..."

"It's not like I don't have the means. - To some extent, the estimate stands."

Boy - blocking Roswar's words, Eye-opening Echidna stares at the tablet of the desk.

Echidna shook her head quietly beside her as Roswar exhaled as if "eh..." to her words.

"Over and over again I took a trip to the 'sanctuary' to build a theory. There should also be a good chance that the conditioning of the junction will work."

"So, if...!

"- I just don't have enough 'nuclei' to activate the junction"

――――

Roswar, who had found hope, breathed in Echidna's bitter voice.

"Without 'nucleus', the junction would not be activated. Without a bond, it's impossible to get him out of this place. If we fail to secure a safe zone, we will eventually be found and destroyed."

"So take your time carefully and prepare the 'sanctuary' like this...... yet you're so far away...... you're just one step away!

With remorse, Roswar slaps his fist at the table.

The legs of the old table swept and blood seeped into Roswar's hands.

Silence falls inside the cabin.

Time slowed down and the air spread like it felt the weight of mucus stinging in the air.

There's a girl in there with her hands up.

"Well, the 'nucleus' of the junction... can't I?"

――――

"For a long time, I've heard of the possibility of that happening. As a condition of the bond that Echidona-sama will make, I am also the one who matches.... That's why you're looking at me."

"- From Beatrice, huh?

"Yes."

It was Ryus Mayer with her thin red hair stretched out to pull her jaw in a quiet determination.

The girl looks straight at Echidna, who is erasing her expression, as she stretches her cheeks ready.

"Master Beatrice told me that Mr. Echidona had confirmed the agreement with me. It must have been in that relationship that Mana had been extracted several times over the past few months."

Echidna pulled her jaw in a faint silence at the crown's inquiry.

"Indeed, the rate of conformity of your presence to the construction of the junction is high. Keeping you within the 'sanctuary' makes it possible to maintain the bond. I am able to construct that theory. If you take more time to tame the soil and your mana in the 'Sanctuary', it should be possible"

"Now, you can't"

"It's not just a juncture. This junction cannot be broken. Careful attention has been paid to moving things forward carefully. Keep the halves that have been gathered for several years within the 'sanctuary' to condition themselves to the junction. That decisive push has your presence. But..."

Cut the words, Rosewire has a teething look.

I don't know about the crowd, but even if smart people like Echidna and Roswar consign, they're stuck with a difficult obstacle to achieving that plan.

Is there really no means to do something about it?

- I guess not, and Ryus decides so in his short life experience.

"Isn't there some definitive way?

――――

"… I am saved by Lord Echidna and Lord Roswar. I was happy to come to this land and live a life where no one would scorn me or neglect me. If I can repay you for that time, I think that's what I meant by living."

Pompous and reveal the inside of your chest.

Echidna's black eyes turn off the temperature so that Echidna's black eyes freeze in the words of the crown as her white hands grip to the point where they become even whiter. Instead, it was Roswar standing next to Echidna who flirted with complex emotions.

"Shh, Doctor..."

That is not a call to leave judgment to Echidna. No way, it was a call that included such nuances.

But in any case, the trigger will be pulled.

"- If you crystallize your odds and become the 'nucleus' itself of the 'sanctuary', you can shorten the process of taming mana to the soil. The kingdom will be complete."

"If we do that, will the 'sanctuary' be saved?

"It would be possible to avoid the ravages caused by imminent threats here. As long as we can buy time, we can work out countermeasures."

――――

Echidna's answer is not restless. She says no hopeful observations, no rest.

If you've decided that Echidna can do it, that's what you can do.

This means that giving your life on this occasion has a definite meaning in preserving this place. That my devotion to giving back will always be fulfilled.

"... when do you start?

"- If I can, I want to get ready right away. Prepare the cost of crystallization on this one, and then combine the formulas. Buying Time Against Threats…"

"My role, right? I will do everything I can.... Ryusu-kun"

Roswar, who had a sad face, looks up. There is no longer a weak colour left in that expression. He stared straight into the eyes of a crown who had consolidated his readiness to

"I'm sorry. Help the teacher, I'm powerless."

"No, Master Roswar is also a benefactor who has had a difficult time replacing me. Thank you for that, but there's nothing to resent."

Put your hands on your chest, and the crown waves its neck to the side.

Roswar took a small breath, and threw up, and saw Echidna.

"I'll be out in a minute. The teacher prepares and… call Beatrice."

"... shouldn't Beatrice be informed?

"If you don't call Beatrice on this occasion right now, me and my teacher will continue to resent her for the rest of our lives.... even if you call me, I might."

"Really?... Ok. Let's call it in later."

I see Echidna snort and Roswar heads outside the cabin. Along the way, he put his hand on the shoulder of the crown and put his strength into it only once.

With that faint claw power biting away with the fact that Rosewar spared his existence, Ryus closes his eyes.

"... Dear Beatrice"

Small, whiny words.

I'm not here, I think of that girl, and Ryuse's chest pounded terribly small.

Again, the scene changes.

――――

- When I saw the overwhelming nature of it, nothing scarier sprouted in the crown's chest than to be ready to die.

"- But heh."

Roswar's body flies horizontally over the ground as he makes a bitter noise and spits out blood clots.

To his appearance as he fell from his shoulders to the ground and rolled up a piece of dirt smoke, the crown had nothing else to be flabbergasted by, even forgetting to breathe.

Roswar L. Mazers, who manipulated the magic of six colors and roughly climbed to the highest position of the reachable magic guide of the human species in his mid-teens.

It burns down the earth with overwhelming magic, chopping up even rock walls with blades of wind, and the water currents it produces push back even the great river currents, manipulating earth and stones to create castles as well.

The existence of so overwhelming a power that you can't fathom him with so much power.

"... yet, you do?

With a carefree attitude, the boy is walking shaking his dull brown head.

I was the same age as Roswar when I was old. The brown hair, close to black, is long enough for the forehead to be frowned upon, and the face is so neat that it can be seen with a woman. The color of his eyes, narrowed to sleep, was black, and he was a person dressed in a terribly simple way, wearing black trousers on a white shirt.

- Every time that he takes a step forward and kicks a pebble in comfort, Roswar's body jumps as he raises a blood splash. Jump. Jump.

"but! guh! Oops!"

"Shut up. It's demonic. Depressing. annoying. shrivel. Destroy."

With bumps and low tones, the boy juxtaposes negative words. But every time he whines a word and goes one step further, Roswar's bitter sounds become darker and arrive even when the bone-soaking sounds are away.

Roswar's body, which falls to the ground, plunges into the earth as if it were crushed by the air from directly above. In fact, the limbs were already buried halfway to the ground, with torn flesh and tears of blood running out of Roswar's eyes.

"Why don't you stop? Good luck, you. I can't beat myself, but I tried. I tried. Just trying, that's enough.... It's no use trying."

"Well... here I am, don't stop you... why... Grr! Oh! but ahhh!!

"Ha-ha-ha... that's the best part, it makes my head heavy. My chest gets worse. I feel like sinking."

To Roswar, who does not follow the surrender recommendation, the boy breaks his knee and kneels down to the spot. A boy touches the ground as he spills a deep sigh and strokes. Following that fingertip movement, Roswar's hands and feet falling to the ground are shaken, twisted, and the sound and screaming of a thousand cuts of meat rise.

"I really don't like it anymore. Wow back down. It's been too long since I've been this down or something. It really sucks. Worst, worst, worst, worst, worst. - Really, it's depressing."

"but ahhh!

At the end of the boy's words, which seemed to annihilate the mood just to hear, the moment the decisive word was squealed, Roswar's torso crumbled like it withstood pressurization.

The middle of the torso becomes peppery and vomits so much blood that I wonder if my guts have been spit out of my mouth. Roswar stripping white eyes and cramping hands and feet. The price of not letting the war shrivel until the end had produced the result of crushing the lifeblood of a young demon mentor.

"Uh, uh, uh. Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Like this. Like this. Uh, I really didn't like it. Bad chest. I feel like I'm sinking. Heavy head. Depression. Depression, depression, depression, depression, depression."

Roswar, who makes a dripping sound of blood and no longer even makes bitter noises. Looking at that beaten body with a boring look, the boy is putting his shady frustration on the whine.

The spectacular end of Roswar and the outrage of the boy who did it. The only thing I could do was look at it, and the crown remembers that I had forgotten to breathe.

"- Yes."

Lungs narrowed to their limits work for oxygen in the brain and in the body. One breath, oxygen must be taken into the body and hidden in silence again. Even one of those atmospheric vibrations was going to inspire the edge of that boy's consciousness and it was horrible.

Keep your benefactor crushed unharmed in front of you, instead of avenging him, choose to keep him. I can't even understand my shallow obsession with raw things like that right now.

"Uh? Hey, is there someone over there?

"- Huh!"

As proof of that crown's concern, the gaze of the boy who tilted his neck looked at this one.

Lewes watched the battle between Roswar and the boy, who were staggering in the square, from inside a cabin a little further away. Eyes on the wall's milestones, shaped from slight gaps.

Fight that whispering gap into what the boy said like he grasped in a far-sighted way. You can't possibly find it. The milestone is smaller than the cat's forehead. At the end of the day, it can't be captured.

Yet the boy walked over here in a foothold where he could never get lost,

"Nothing. Come on, I don't want to do that much myself. I just killed them all, and I don't know what to do. It would be helpful if you saved me the trouble."

"... hi"

"Huh. Well, mostly there... no, if you root for it. I really want to throw everything out now and go home. Bad chest. I feel like sinking. It's depressing."

A boy turns his hands to the cabin with crowns and announces the death sentence in gloomy dialogue.

Moments later, the cold ran up the spine of the crown, and a sharp pain hit the top of his head like a needle piercing him. Tears floated down his eyeballs and an indelible scream blocked his throat.

As it were, the small body of the crown was crushed bone-by-bone by the invisible weighting -.

"Al...... GORE!!

It's like spitting blood - no, literally the bloodspitting anger goes up, and the blast dyes the square red.

Even if you are away, it should be noted that an enormous amount of heat appears instantly, like being seared in the face, which targets the boy from the burning and burning back, starting with the raised palms of Roswar falling to the ground.

――――

The servant boy also looks back with agitation in front of that overwhelming heat wave. But in retrospect of its fireworks, it is not an intelligent dimensional outrage.

The boy's body is swallowed up in the red light without a rubber to leave it intact.

"The sweat is uncomfortable. - Depressing."

Even the concentrated crimson mana is slapped down into the earth by the words whining just before.

The sphere of red heat, which was supposed to burn the boy and make him disappear from the world without even leaving a shadow, without diffusing its heat waves around him, turns into a round, small red mass and rolls over the ground.

"Ah, ugh..."

"How much effort can you put into not disappearing yet? Don't let yourself use too much power. The more you do it, the more you want to die."

Blurring, the boy grips and solidifies the palms he lifts. The red sphere, which was shrunk on the ground, exploded at once so as to follow its modus operandi.

The thirsty sound of heat playing air rang high once, and the energy was completely fogged.

It doesn't even reach the blow of Algore, the finest magic of fire mana.

Roswar, who was supposed to be on the verge of dying, is also stunned to see the result. The result of squeezing death is that right in front of you.

One hair at a time, even to the crowd distracted by the timing of death, deplores the fact that Roswar's death, and his own death, was only a short time away.

"Demons...... no, you demons......!

"It's an unpleasant call, I feel doomed. You like yourself, and you think it went like this?

"To what, no matter how you can bend your way of life... from limited, choice... you're the one who chose now. Don't look like a victim... Hector of 'Melancholy'!

"My ears hurt and my butt is bad for honesty. I really don't like you."

Kneeling beside the falling Roswar, the boy stretches his palm to Roswar's head.

Stay untouched, it's that overwhelming destruction. If the fingertips touch each other as they are, and the invisible destruction of the boy is transmitted from there, Roswar's flesh crushes without leaving a prototype.

"Gu...... ul......"

"It's late, I won't make it, I won't let you do it"

A boy said pale ahead of Roswar, who tries to work out mana and activate magic.

Then, the fingertips of death reach Roswar and send a definite death into its dying body.

"- Ru, bu"

"Bones, rattles. Visceral, messy. Mind, vacillate. Oh, my God."

Short bitter squeal. That's the end of Roswar.

Looking down at Roswar, who is completely immobile, the boy stands up when he pays his knees. Then it was only this time that I looked back at the crown who couldn't move.

Now without warning or anything, turn your palms this way and release that invisible weighting.

"-"

I couldn't stand it for a second.

Pressure well above own weight, pressurized from directly above. I was lucky enough to fall to the ground at the front, and assuming I had a different posture, I would have been forced to lay low on the ground even by bending my joints in a direction that wasn't supposed to bend.

"If you can't resist, it's not echidna. I don't care anymore."

"Oh, hi."

"Keep crushing it, bury it in the dirt. Save yourself the hassle of digging a grave."

The illusion of being pulled by invisible hands all over your body and about to be stripped to the ground. Immediately after the boy's voice, which sounds far-fetched, wonders if it will be the last word in the world, the load disappears on the pretend.

Exhaling rough breaths and defiling his face with tons of tears and covetousness, Rhus raised his face wondering what had happened. And at the end of that gaze,

"You made it. That's a very difficult situation."

"No. Your apprentice stopped herself and earned good time. I felt a lot worse because I didn't do what I wanted."

"You don't really change, do you? When we broke up and stayed put."

"The way you speak is not the same. How could you not talk like that? I used to be so, so cute."

A boy shook his head sideways as he moaned. Standing to block that front of him, between the boy and the crown, is a white woman in black - Echidna.

The witch turns her attention to the falling Roswar and faintly narrows her eyes.

"Outside, it's a sight for chest pain. It's a shameful confusion for eagles not to be objective about the results they see."

"I guess it's better to be handled lightly and emotionally, in this case it won't float. I don't know. If you want to cry, should I take that time or so? I'm not that ruthless."

"With which mouth, the one who says that"

Although the words exchanged are prickly and face-to-face between them, it is also known beside them that the relationship is never friendly.

Twitching and confrontation while measuring distance. Ryus did not doubt the strength of Echidna, but even Rosewar, who believed so, was easily crushed in front of the overwhelming force.

Based on that, I can never be sure that even her title is a relief material.

"- How long have you been laying low like that?"

"... Huh?

Suddenly, there was a hand pulling the crown up from behind, which was holding its head up in a depressed state. Attracted by its power, the crown shouts its surprise back.

There was an adorable girl floating on the top of a familiar Buddha.

"Beh, Risu-sama..."

"It's not like you're shouting at me. I hope your mother gets out of here early, while she's buying us some time."

"So, but... Master Roswar and Mr. Echidna told me to wait here"

"He sniffed me because of that Rosewire mess. Fine, maybe I'll follow you to Betty. It's your mother's call to take you."

"Dear Echidona..."

Beatrice frowns at frustration, but that look is just as strong. Even if she's usually strong and confident, she's under barometric pressure from a boy she doesn't know how to handle.

Still, just like this here, much stronger than myself getting smaller and shivering.

"Ready. Is that what your mother said? That said, you know what I mean."

"- Okay, I got it."

To the legend from Echidna, the crown faintly stuffs his breath and nods. Beatrice narrowed her eyes surprisingly to the reaction of that crown, but she doesn't have time to mention it.

The running of Mana is increasing behind the two of us. It's only a matter of time before we bump into each other with Echidna and that boy. The end of an unexpected battle. To ensure that it was handed down to victory, the decision of the crown was of paramount importance.

"Let's go. Master Beatrice, where are you ready?

"... inside this old smelly stone room. Your mother told me to bring it to you, but it was a lot of work at Betty's door."

Speaking of his accomplishments beyond words, Beatrice begins to move out of the crown's hands.

Chasing Beatrice's bouncing hair, Ryus finally looked back at Echidna and lowered his head to his unconscious back.

- I'm sure we won't be exchanging words again.

It was blue and clear, a crystal so beautiful that it trembled.

"Don't be fascinated and inadvertently touch me. I could be swallowed from the touch and made part of this crystal."

Forget the situation, crown that accidentally spills a feverish exhale. Next to it, Beatrice, with her arms around her, advises me not to go into far-fetched behavior.

Accidentally, Ryus, who could have done that, hailed as accidentally, pulled her nearly stretched finger in haste to her warning and said, "Oh, I'm sorry," he apologized.

"It's nothing like being apologized for.... So what are we going to do from here? All Betty can say is carry this crystal and call you here."

"How did Master Beatrice get this crystal to you...?

"Being about Betty would be easy enough to move around without touching anything like this. The precision and distance you cross the door is enough to make your mother compliment you."

Clear face as usual, but cheeks loose unexpectedly on some proud looking Beatrice.

I'm also used to exchanging words with her in this way. I think it was something that took Beatrice's remarks exactly as he said in the beginning and terribly frightened him over and over again.

Within a while we dated, it was surprisingly easy to understand what this tyrannical looking girl meant, and even laughed at each other that she was a cute girl as she looked if she could figure it out.

How good would it be if we could keep talking to Beatrice like we always do this.

Forget all about the disaster that comes down to the 'sanctuary', the fate of waiting for the crown, and keep it this way - though that couldn't have been possible.

…… You're laughing with such a bad face right now. "

Whether the sentiment is on the table or not, the aiming Beatrice points it out.

She looked at herself so much that she could see the difference in the quality of her smile from what she usually did. As soon as I realized it, I burst into tears at the crown's throat.

Beatrice opens her eyes. The crown panicked, wiping it with its sleeves,

"Also, I'm sorry...... eh. Just a little bit of garbage in my eyes..."

"Beh, I don't know if I care. - Don't be nervous, Betty knows it's harder to say that."

It's a misunderstanding, but that's definitely Beatrice's word of compassion.

The back of my chest warms up. I can get so much power in her words. I'm proud of that now.

"Dear Beatrice"

"I wonder what. If your prep is going to be tricky, Betty's going to join your mother. The guy from Roswar was already like before he died, and even a guy like that needs to help him..."

"It's been a very long time and thank you for your help. But... here, I say goodbye."

"-"

Raised his plundered voice, blinking its eyes as Beatrice showed incomprehension.

In a cold stone room, Beatrice and Ryus - two girls face each other.

Beatrice blinked again and again, staring at the crown looking straight at herself. To the sharpness of his gaze, but the crown who knows the warmth does not wander.

"I wonder what goodbye means. Run away, you mean?

"No, you don't. On the run, if you were alive, you might also get a reunion with Master Beatrice. But this farewell will be of this life. You will never have the opportunity to exchange words with Master Beatrice again."

…………

Pulling her lips together, Beatrice peeks into her eyes as she explores the sincerity of the crown.

Ryus chose the words quietly when Beatrice's, for the first time, bewildered him.

"The preparations that Master Echidna said are meant to keep the junction in this' sanctuary '. They would have needed to take the time to root out the boundaries on the soil of the' sanctuary '... but this time, I'm running out of that time"

"Lack of time...... the junction, can't we make it? I wonder if that connection was the means necessary to keep that man away."

"That's right. I also saw clearly the dangers of that man. That's dangerous. I can see why Echidna is trying to defeat us even if we have a great deal of trouble. I'm sure Roswar's dedication is because he knew he had to save Echidna."

So much so, that boy was overwhelming.

If the juncture is activated, the crowd will not know in what way it will ultimately be tied to the end of eradicating that being in favor of Echidona.

Only one thing Echidna has ever promised me.

"Lord Echidna assured me that it was possible to preserve this' sanctuary 'as long as the junction was activated. … so I dedicate myself to it"

"Then don't be silly. I said I'd give you my life... without any magical qualities, how could you..."

With a sense of impatience in his eyes, Beatrice says so quickly. But on her way to shaping her words, she arrived at the answer to her query without trying.

She glanced away stunned and saw the blue crystal nestled beside the two of them,

"Tie your presence to the nucleus of this crystal... and stretch it throughout the 'sanctuary' as a core odd... then you won't have to take the time to tame it...?

"Yes, that's what Echidna said."

Before there was a raid, an agreement was reached in discussions with Echidna and Roswar.

Beatrice no longer stands without words. Ryus circled into Beatrice's sight and smiled at her.

"My affinity with the 'sanctuary' mana... that's what Beatrice assured me."

"- Huh!"

To Ryuse's words, Beatrice looked up, as she had been played.

She bit off her peachy lips, faintly bloodied her skin,

"We... eh. Betty... Betty meant to tell your mother... wait, no, wait. Wait. Betty's going to talk to your mother. Mother is sweet to Betty with her array, so I'm sure she'll listen to you..."

"We don't have time for that right now. At this moment, we need to make a decision."

"Then Betty will be joining your mother right now. If Mother and Betty worked together, maybe he'd be as good as that. Even Roswar healed a little and there were three of us..."

Beatrice's words shaking her neck aside reluctantly blur her ass.

Beatrice herself has noticed the lack of persuasion in that statement.

Beatrice is certainly amazing. Ryuse sincerely respects the fact that her age girlfriend has so skillfully used magic and not neglected to drill every day.

I've been watching her go through the washing, sewing, and culinary hassles where she loves her mother, meets Roswar, but puts a little magic training around the crowd.

Beatrice, who spends such intense time and correctly grasps his strengths, clearly understands the difference in his power.

She can't make a decision that endangers my mother's life with a rest that won't even rest.

"- We just have to get everyone out of here through Betty's door."

…………

"Right? I guess I will. I have to push it a little bit, but that's about what Betty would do. While your mother is buying time, gather the people from the Sanctuary and let them escape to your mother's mansion. Look at the gap and retrieve Roswell, and if Mother and Betty knock on the door, we can get away from him.... Yeah, that's what we should do."

"That's how you live on the run, scared to be chased by that guy again? Neglected by all kinds of people, I abandoned this place of peace that reached its end… how long will it take to make time like this in a new place again?"

To Beatrice working out an alternative, the words of the crow shaking his neck sideways are mild but harsh.

Seeing the scratched color spread across the girl's face, a painful pain ran on the crown's chest.

We have to kick ourselves, we've got to kick ourselves, we've got to kick ourselves, we've got to kick ourselves through the caring of the girl who leads us this far.

What a cruel and selfish thing to do, to betray the days that have gone by.

- You betray the thoughts of your previous days with the accumulation of previous days.

"Dear Beatrice. I like the Sanctuary. I'm so glad I could live in this place. I love the smile of everyone living here. I don't want to lose it, I don't."

――――

"I've already had enough warm time. I think he was unworthy of happiness for me with all this dirty blood. So I'm already satisfied."

"I don't think so... Oh, what you guys thought of this place, the real meaning of this place is what you think..."

"Yes. I know"

"- Eh."

Unexpectedly, the crown nods at Beatrice, his face regretting it spilling out of his mouth.

I knew, the true meaning of this' sanctuary '.

I knew as much as Echidna and Roswar didn't just gather protruders from a multiracial race, like themselves, with good intentions.

Neglected and despised, too, lived in a paradise where they could live with their breasts stretched out - that's how they wanted to believe, although they didn't live in hope just on the upper side.

It's a sentiment I've understood with my giving up that it's no longer this moment that I can't help but stare at all that glows.

"This place is the place to do something about that guy who goes after Echidona."

…………

"It's a place for it, because it's us for it, and now I know it"

"Then... if you know that, why not"

If you don't understand, Beatrice shakes his neck sideways.

To that Beatrice pleading-like gaze, Ryus loosened his lips.

"That's okay. The way it started, it could have been. But not all of the time we spent here was tangled up in that echidna-like thought. Not all of the time I spent here, talking to Master Beatrice, it wasn't."

――――

"What matters is not how it starts. It's how it ends and what it feels to be there."

――――

"My time here was happy. So I pass to protect that time. Many thanks and thanks to Beatrice."

Far away, a roar echoes from the other side of the stone room.

It rocks the ground and trembles the atmosphere. That is the aftermath of the collision between Echidona and the boy taking place in the heart of the 'Sanctuary'.

It was faint, but certainly, gradually approaching, which was more evidence than anything else that Echidna, who fights to stay away from the scene, is a disadvantage.

"- Eh."

A crown that meditates and solidifies quiet determination. In her front, Beatrice is desperately working her head looking for words as she puts her shoulders up and down.

A magical word that frustrates the will of the crown, turns its feelings and turns its opinions upside down.

But such convenient magic does not exist anywhere in this world.

"Dear Beatrice"

"... I don't know"

"Sweet stuff, be careful not to eat too much"

――――

At tea time, he was a kid who couldn't stop reaching for tea treats, so if he was cute but fat because of it, it would be ruined. I also want my teeth properly cleaned.

Because she's a really adorable girl when she laughs, although she rarely shows it.

Looking back, the crown silently approaches the blue crystal - the crystal.

Crystal's intriguing deep glow. Touch it, and that's the light that really swallows you.

Is there any pain or suffering?

Even if I am prepared for my end, I do not know in what way that will come.

Afraid, that's all I have feelings for if I say it in the end.

When swallowed up in this light, I can make this' sanctuary 'real.

If in that real world we can all be gentle and peaceful.

If Echidna or Beatrice will continue to watch over such a 'sanctuary'.

――――

Second, I felt my sleeve pulled.

As the crown looks back, Beatrice stands right beside him.

She is the first face the crown sees, pulling this sleeve at her unreliable fingertips.

The power of the fingertips you pick is weak, and I'm sure Beatrice herself doesn't know what she wants to do with it. Still unexpectedly stretched. That seems to represent the true feelings of this girl who honestly can't put her emotions into words,

――――

Gently, the crown removes Beatrice's finger picking the sleeve.

From the fingertips they touched, the heat from each other was transmitted, and at the end of the day, the crown smiled.

And

"Thank you. - Goodbye, Betty"

- Finally, the consciousness of the crown is swallowed up in the blue light.

Disappeared.