Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

Everyone saw the girl shaking the hem of the dress into the wind and snorting uncomfortably.

Girl in that gaze - Beatrice glances at the war. In the great square of Waterway Street there are four wounded 'bulimic' Rye Battenkaitos and their opposite Otto.

When I saw Otto and the Felts, Beatrice spilled an outspoken sigh.

"Poor, poor face."

I can't afford to give Beatrice's thoughts around exhaling back the evil state, on the contrary. However, Beatrice's participation in the war must be a major turning point towards a war situation that will follow a path of deterioration.

Nature and feelings similar to relief creep up into Otto's chest.

"Bear - eh."

In an attempt to call the name, Otto blocked his own mouth.

Battenkaitos is a 'name' eater. Earlier, I asked the felts from myself, and I just smashed it so they wouldn't know my name. You can't break that yourself.

Battenkaitos' attitude to Otto, who hides his name. Obviously there is a frustration with being disturbed with 'meals'. In other words, Battenkaitos' name eating also requires knowing his opponent's 'name'.

Therefore, the name of Beatrice cannot be known either. Seal it off, explore your hands.

But such consideration of Otto ended in vain.

Because...

"- Master Beatrice? Why are you walking outside?

Because Battenkaitos leaned his neck and looked at Beatrice.

"Raging Eclipse" stares at Beatrice, yet goes on with the words in wonder.

――――

"I was reluctant to go outside with all that hard work. Except when you eat and when you're with the Great Spirit...... oh, did you have an exception?

To Beatrice, who pushes silently, Battenkaitos overlaps words even more.

That sounded familiar, somewhat narrative, but still a human statement with a certain sense of distance and relationship from before.

"I don't know your face from before... Beatrice."

Relationship between Battenkaitos and Beatrice.

There was no longer any point in passing on the name, and Otto's throat, trying to pursue it, was clogged in the middle of the call. Now unconsciously, look at Beatrice's side.

Beatrice bites her lips and swirls her passion into her round, big eyes.

It is unusual for this spiritual girl to expose her anger so far. In front of a surprising otto, Beatrice exhaled deeply and glanced at Battenkaitos.

"- I figured out what kind of smallworker it is. I don't know."

Beatrice shrugged in a heavy, low voice.

That's not so much for intimidation as for the low voice of the result of trying to quell your emotions.

Beatrice, who tried to hide his anger from his expression, peered into the back of the cloudy Battenkaitos eyes and distorted the edge of his mouth in disgust at what he saw.

And

"You, how many humans do you accumulate in yourself?

"Huh? But I think our diet is better than Roy's. Roy eats everything with a bad diet, so he doesn't have the same amount as us to choose from! We think the quality of our diet is our life, so that's not compatible with Roy."

Battenkaitos describes eating 'names' or 'memories' as' meals'.

There seems to be a unique aesthetic in the attitude of calling oneself a gastronomer and of calling someone intimate a bad diet, but both would be incomprehensible to Otto.

――――

And what Otto doesn't understand is that Beatrice's attitude is the same now.

I simply feel that the girl's disgust does not emanate solely from her appreciation of the relative Battenkaitos. It's the result of another, different negative idea from the root.

Or that is also common to Battenkaitos, who treats Beatrice as a known being - and Otto realized after thinking that far.

To the possibility of why Battenkaitos unilaterally, knows Beatrice.

"... No way"

Battenkaitos' battle is in an area that can only be reached by long drills on the path of the martial arts. Otto had made one hypothesis about that fact from Dinas' remarks.

"I had an expectation that I would take it from the 'name' and 'memory' of the person I ate to the experience of the flesh. Handless martial arts and daggers are difficult to reach an extreme position at your age. Then..."

You can even feed your opponent's skill.

Then I can also be convinced that Battenkaitos, a young man who looks like a mid teenager, has mastered comparable prowess in a number of fields.

If that hypothesis is correct and not just correct, it means more than that -.

"But suppose it's not just the experience of the flesh that takes over"

That's a hypothesis that means wholly different spitefulness from the threat of combat power.

Because Battenkaitos said so.

- It sounded like a city, looking for the Lord of that speech.

He said it was weak and brittle, and that he was the one who would be anxious if he didn't stay by his side and support him.

I know Natsuki Subaru and I can also empathize with having that feeling if I hang out with that personality for a long time. There's something strange about that boy that makes others think so.

But that's an emotion because I was close to him with a favor.

Knowing Subaru's brittle strength and weak courage is proof that he was near him.

And if there is now something taken away by 'bulimia', there is only one girl who comes to mind as the person in question -.

"- Huh!"

Otto finally arrives late, too, at Beatrice's arrived disgust.

Battenkaitos smiled, showing his fangs as he gracefully graced himself against the gaze of being bathed in what he saw in the changing color of his eyes otto.

"Roswar L. Mazers, borderline uncle, was led by a servant..."

He shook his head on his way to name, and Battenkaitos spread his hands.

Caress your wounded body, one of its white scars, with love. The scar on his shoulder is painful as if he had received even a sharp iron pile.

"I'm just one sweetheart now. - Sooner or later, my beloved, Natsuki Subaru's caretaker, Rem... Was it?

――――

"Let me see you, my dear hero! Our hero must have come to judge us, so far!

Tongue stretched and Battenkaitos mocked as he licked the wound.

Unexpectedly, there was blood on Otto's head as well. The bitten back teeth make a noise, and I want to punch him on the side of that less of an anger.

The attitude of 'bulimia', the tone, the grin everything, makes a fool of the thoughts of one girl.

I don't even know how much the girl is petitioned to return safely, just being kicked in the mockery and disdain. That thing was lighting Otto's heart.

This' bulimia ', he said, is the one you should never forgive...

"Mr. Beatrice......?

The remnants of the demonic ore planted in the sleeve, Beatrice fluttered before Otto, who counted it with his fingers. Otto frowns at Beatrice, who reaches out to control this one, whose intentions cannot be loaded. and

"I think I'll correct the first word. I used to call Betty here."

――――

"This guy... I don't know if he's the only one I can let meet Subaru. If I see this guy, Subaru will get scratched. I'm sure, irrevocably. So."

"Here, let's finish it alone."

Taking the end of Beatrice's words, Otto affirmed so.

I won't turn around, Beatrice, but I can see from that standing that you're agreeing with me. It's a girl who is the other side of Subaru. It was painfully clear to Otto not to let the spicy in front of him go.

"Wait, wait, wait, wait!

So, the two of us who renew our feelings and confront our mighty enemies - it wasn't Battenkaitos who watered them there. Alongside Otto, this is Felt, who should have watched the conversation so far in silence. She pointed at Beatrice as she regained her wrap,

"Something awesome - the big guy came out in a style, but what could a little guy like that do in the first place? I heard about your brother."

"Uh, uh, right. First of all, the explanation around it is confusing..."

Otto is distressed by the explanation because of too many allegations from Felt.

It doesn't matter if Beatrice is known to be a spirit and a covenant being with Subaru. Nevertheless, it is also true that there is anxiety about Beatrice's combat power in the absence of Subaru -.

"It's out of my mind for a little one to tell me he's a little girl. If you have time to worry about Betty's prowess, you might even worry about your poor, futureless health."

"You're a kid who says you're gonna be a dick, dude. I'll tell you what, my back and chest have grown since Atashi started eating and sleeping properly. You're worried about the future."

"Hate, Betty's appearance is fixed by this design. So... Mm."

Words that can't speak the ground are about to start, but Beatrice gets stuck in words and interrupts. What those eyes were capturing was the elongated wrap Felt was holding.

magic apparatus that Felt calls the 'trump card', but Beatrice looked surprised by its appearance and

"Is that 'meetia'?

"Meatier?"

"Mother... Once upon a time, a great wizard built a wand to harass dragons. I didn't know where he was going, but it could be causal."

Felt nods vaguely at Beatrice's explanation for re-saying the pivotal part.

but it's a hell of a story in every sense from Otto knowing that Beatrice's reworded 'mother' is a 'witch' who disappeared from the inheritance.

There are parts of it that I would like to pursue, but if you add in the part that 'witches' used to harass dragons, they are credible for their performance.

"I hear how easy it is to use it, even if I expect it to be powerful?

"What an anecdotal wand you were making the dragon half cry. Origami."

The scale of the story, for example, is too large and lacks a good sense of reality. but it only conveyed that it was a hell of a weapon.

Otto nods at that Beatrice word, but Felt is not convinced yet.

"You can talk about what this is later. More than that, you little..."

"Your conscience is decent there. But I don't think that's worth worrying about. Because."

"Oh?"

"I've already set you up."

Beatrice smiles unnecessarily luscious in front of her neck tilting felt. A lightly lifted right hand pointed at Battenkaitos, and the throat of everyone who saw you froze.

- The purple glowing crystals cover the perimeter of Battenkaitos.

"Oh, Lord Beatrice is unforgiving."

"I'll give it to you. Is there no stock anywhere in the world but reluctance and forgiveness?"

El Meña.

One of the few shady magics, the magic for attack stripped its fangs.

Shortly after Battenkaitos is blurred, the purple glow rumbles and he arrives looking at the little body that was on the ray.

On a thin, barbed body, a sharp, hard feel strikes directly - the crystals are scattered, the cobbles crack, and the smoke spray rises. It was the tragedy of that great square that proved the power of the current ravages.

"Well, what is it?"

Show off that overwhelming magic and turn to Beatrice's proud face over Felt. I can't grow up to be a great spirit counting four hundred years old, but it just doesn't sound like a felt or a sound to get into this.

"Well, hell yeah."

Still, Felt's guts seemed hard to say around losing.

"My voice is shaking, Miss Felt."

"That's a lie! I didn't say anything stupid. Look right in the front!

Felt yells at Gaston slapping his trembling light mouth to hide the agitation in front. But not all of that statement is deceptive.

Because Beatrice's magical heart doesn't have the appearance of Battenkaitos, who was supposed to have been attacked defenselessly.

"Coming -!"

Dinas' war-torn voice rises and everyone's eyes turn to his gaze. There were limbs on the ground and the appearance of 'bulimia' crawling around in spider-like motion.

'bulimia' makes me laugh, strip my fangs, and run my eyes bloody.

"Ha ha! Master Beatrice! Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay!

Shaking his head to the left and right, Battenkaitos jumps to the ground as he shakes his hair, pushing him this way again.

- Five more shots.

In response to that proximity Otto had heard Beatrice licking her lips leave something disturbing groaning.

The moment he activated El Meigna and threw a blow of restraint into Battenkaitos, Beatrice was feeling the Great Demon Stone smash and scatter in his own pocket.

Now there are six more Demon Stones left - and given Beatrice's own activity, there are only five that can be used to attack.

- The current urban offensive, the accidental battle against the Carved Tower Bishop of 'Anger' and 'Greed' in Piazza del Lima, which became its outpost.

As a result of that battle, Beatrice devoted all her efforts to treating injured Subaru and urban residents, draining mana to the point of disrupting her own activities.

Spirit Beatrice is an artificial spirit created by 'Witch' Echidna.

Its power is so powerful that it does not send a concurrent spirit, but it also has some nasty drawbacks instead.

One of the biggest drawbacks would be not having the means to recover one's lost mana other than receiving it from the contractor.

Neither the use of mana in the atmosphere nor the provision of mana from humans other than contractors can Beatrice be restored to his own power. As a result, in order to recover depleted mana, there was no technique but to take time while receiving mana from Subaru.

That's the reason she's able to move now is because she used a kind of forbidden hand.

- Beatrice currently had seven great demonic stones.

Over the years, the Great Demon Stone is a delicacy that accumulates enormous colorless mana inside it. One of them is already scattered, with six more left.

These evoked Beatrice, who was in deep sleep, a pervert who asked for rescue to this great square - something that was also deposited with Kiritaka.

"Please, lay low, Grand Spirit. Lend your help to the fight to protect this city. There are people in this city I love."

Kiritaka pleading in a state of semi-crying over a run-down. Beatrice decided she had no choice but to respond to Kiritaka, who woke herself up by crushing so expensive demonic stones that she could not afford them.

To tell the truth, Beatrice wanted to rush to Subaru's.

The situation in the city has changed, and it is the same in Subaru that is in danger. If I wasn't around, Subaru wouldn't be worried.

So now that I'm awake, I'm for Subaru...

"I wonder if it's stupid. No, it's stupid."

Worry is a word of absolution, and Beatrice drinks herself trying to be sweet.

If Subaru chose to fight and still left Beatrice, that's because he has a strategy to fight without his presence.

Subaru doesn't overestimate himself. Instead, there is something too underestimated.

I wouldn't imitate recklessly confronting someone who can't win, and if they can't win without Beatrice, they would have used any hand to wake Beatrice.

Then I'm sorry for this battle of Subaru, but I don't need myself.

Running under Subaru should not be until you have given Subaru, who has returned after finishing the battle, the effect of just having him hug you too.

To Beatrice, who stands as reinforcements, there are seven great demonic stones dedicated by Kiritaka.

Beatrice, who is ultimately bad at diverting mana from the margins, uses its demonic stone power as a very inefficient conductor as an emergency measure.

In the pocket of the dress, the seven demonic stones are pure chunks of mana that would otherwise even make a miracle happen, but they waste it enormously and screw it into an easy magical activation formula.

Normally, you can activate magic by pouring in a thousand powers, where ten forces are good for activation. Besides, the restrictions are unfavourable, and any low degree of magic can crush one demonic stone in a single exercise.

Since one needs to be left for self-service, there are five more that can be used.

- I mean, we need to pack it with just five more hands.

"Has it been a long way to reunite with Cha? For that matter, you have to see hell."

The Great Demon Stone, owned by Kiritaka, was originally what we were looking for to make it a dependency on the pack. It was the very purpose of this journey, which is nothing more than irony because Beatrice will now be crushed to fight.

"If it's hell, I'm tired of seeing it! The last time they eat us, they don't taste it!

Screaming, Battenkaitos jumps at this group.

It's an unmanipulative move, but it's Beatrice whose sharp gaze is most alarming.

He doesn't even think Beatrice's mana will run out of bottom and run out of gas with five more magic exercises. In order to make him think so, he launched a powerful range attack in exchange for one Demon Stone, so the Fujishi function is superior to the other.

Beatrice lifts her hands and hands to the hollow Battenkaitos.

"Al Meña!"

"- Huh!"

"It's a lie."

For a moment, Battenkaitos stiffened himself in anticipation of a super magical activation. Beatrice tongues out at the look of it and doesn't fly back much.

The shrinking Battenkaitos and two Gastons and Dinas jumped there.

"Whoa!

"Eat this!

Two roaring men intercept Battenkaitos with a pair of two swords and fists.

A heavy and sharp blow was struck by the 'bulimia', but Battenkaitos avoids this with exceptional physical appearance and instead manipulates the dagger to cut back to the two.

The tip of the flickering steel was rolled out aimed at the neck muscle of the dinus.

"Absolutely... Guh!

"Sorry!"

Gaston interrupts the orbit of that dagger and takes a blow sheltering Dinas.

The power of the dagger is sharpened by the sound of a hard sound, but when the backward gaston coughed up, red blood was spilling out of its mouth.

- It's the limit of combat techniques that deal with mana, the so-called 'streaming method'.

The way Gaston fights, maintaining a robust flesh and not passing blades and blows, is a technique called the 'streaming method', a kind of technological system that explores magic and the use of different mana.

Compared to magic, a lesser part of the technology depends on talent - only the amount of training is an area where things are said to be, and it needs to be bloody to be used in action.

"But I feel like I've made you too unscrupulous."

From what Beatrice saw, Gaston's qualities and talents have not left the realm of ordinary people.

The only reason I was able to bend over with the Archbishop of the Great Crimes in a half-street way was because Battenkaitos was considerably less than Gaston.

"Sora, heh!

"Oh!?

On his knees, Gaston throwing up blood gets his jaw kicked up.

The big man who sprays blood from his nose and falls in and can't move is out of the fight. Now we have one less fighter.

"Oh, good luck, Gaston! A bravery prize. - I tried so hard, but I couldn't! He deserves that kind of rating!

"- Eh, bastard!

A felt with blood up his head beats him with meatier at the appearance of Battenkaitos mocking the fallen Gaston.

If used correctly, its power is precisely tattooed by the 'witch'. However, it can not be used as a mere blunt weapon to exert 10% of the mainland.

"Oh, wow! Felt, I'll do it!

"Ru, let's go! Get away from me, you piece of shit!

While distressed by the handling of long objects, Felt continues to use his physical abilities to strike a sharp blow at Battenkaitos. Battenkaitos continued to evade all of it magnificently with his feet twitching like dancing and dancing.

Meatier's blow only plunders' bulimic 'hair, but it doesn't get to the point of doing damage. There is an overwhelming difference in skill. They're totally playing.

"You! Just leave now! The big one was recovered by our merchant!

"You're a clever imitator!

The difference in power is historically certain to lose if you can go backwards.

As Felt sets up on Battenkaitos, Otto has succeeded in pulling Gaston out of the battlefield in a great hurry and passed out. Dinas is also looking for a gap that confirms the feel of two swords and interrupts the battle between Felt and Battenkaitos, but he doesn't have a definite opportunity.

If a change occurs, Battenkaitos shoots through the gap accurately. There was something about the attitude of waiting for the tiger sight and the change of circumstances that made him feel as if it was' bulimia ', which should be unfavourable on the number, that dominated this place.

"What, what, what, what, why, what! I wish I could come in and help you, but poor Felt, are you gonna be abandoned?

"Yakama-san! You're the one who got beat up..."

"Oh, but I'm tired of watching it."

"Ugh, come on!?

Felt shook up Meatier yelled and Battenkaitos stepped in at that moment. The distance between the two becomes zero, and the palm of 'bulimia' strokes Felt's thin chest.

Shortly afterwards, the impact gently blew the girl's body, screaming high and the felt rolled over the cobblestone.

Passive is too powerful to take properly, but that's not the problem.

"You shouldn't! Decent touch......!

Felt coughed up having been hit hard in the chest and Otto raised his voice when he saw it. Beatrice understood the meaning of his concern on the side where he gained that sense of impatience.

He said the meal was ready for "bulimia".

"Felt ah. - Itadakimus."

What is the principle, Battenkaitos's left hand touching the felt, licking its palm with a long tongue as it shows off this sight.

As if there's an important thing there about a girl named 'Felt'.

Place it on your tongue like you love it, caress it with a rough feel, and taste it as if it were taking away every corner, dropping it in your stomach and chewing it relentlessly.

When it's done, the 'bulimia' meal ends and the 'name' fits among the blasphemers.

And the trace of a girl named Felt disappears from the world...

"Ugh, Shh..."

"Oh? What, dude? How rude of you, Koz."

A head shaking felt said, looking down at Battenkaitos, who vomited on his knees.

Regardless, her presence has not disappeared and Felt just leans her neck uncomfortably.

- It was the moment when the 'bulimia' meal failed like no other.