Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

- There was a woman, a woman.

The woman was in touch. The woman was in the abyss of madness. The woman stood on the pole of famine.

He roared in the Lonely Castle, clinging to the throne of the sky, missing his teeth, ripping his mouth, starving.

The woman who was a person on the day of her birth is no longer a person at this time.

The beginning of it all was a few years ago that the man who governed this land suffered from incurable diseases.

A man who fades day by day and is frightened by imminent death reaches out to all means to extend his life.

Eventually it will gather many lives in contraindications and viciously and inexorably to last.

Many lives were sacrificed, many lives were rendered incompetent, and one of those sacrifices was a woman.

Who I am, what a name I am, where I was born and who my family is, those memories burned out.

The woman was just a tool. It was the seedling bed of the life of a man who was eroded by the disease and only waited for his death.

Inadvertent lives just to be spent, it should be, but the woman survived.

Light of life to be left behind by the indestructible flesh, the power to gush, the things of time.

The desire of a man invaded by a disease was fulfilled in the flesh of a woman.

The man was pleased with the achievement and forcibly untied the woman's restraint, also behind the memorial of the victims.

- When I realized, the woman, alone, was stuck and suffering from hunger in a deserted lonely castle.

Thoughts are scratched out by hunger until cruel, and memories are devoured white by violent thirst.

I don't remember anything. I don't know anything. However, the whole body is restrained, and there is no freedom.

The food in the castle was eaten up, the contents of his stomach were spit out, and he repeatedly chewed again.

At the end of the day, too hungry, the beginning and end of twisting stone walls, chewing up the throne, eating carpets and chopping a thousand pieces.

As it is, starve to death. With an undead body, you starve to death.

"Guru, guru. Guru, Guru..."

The woman finally sees an illusion in the extreme hunger that brings her forgetfulness.

Running around freely in a lonely castle is a bunch of dogs wrapped in beast hair.

I don't mind hallucinations. If you are not physically filled, you want to be filled with your mind alone.

At its heart, the woman crawls and is devoured by the beast. I can grab it. I'll eat it up.

filled. I threw up shortly after. Lick what you throw up. Chew. Spit, eat.

Fantastic, misplaced, illusory, aspirational, flavorful. Shaped. Roll over your tongue.

If you notice, the castle was transformed into a nest of beasts.

"hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

Happy. Buried in the days of eating, eating, filling, filling, vomiting.

It became a plank of hunger and anorexia, and the woman ate and vomited, and sipped and spilled.

It is born out of the void - no, it is reborn, beasts of various signs.

Only when can a woman's restraint withstand eating with the beasts, come off, and be free.

With freedom, the woman crawled and left the castle.

The beasts also leave the castle after the woman. Scattered all over the ground.

The hunger, the hunger, never ceases, the woman eats away, and leaves the castle tired of eating.

that one day this hunger and thirst will come to pass.

- "The Raging Witch" lays off herds of warcraft and continues to starve for endless hunger.

- Preades surveillance tower, the 'test' on the two-tier 'Electra' begins.

The location is in the area of the surveillance tower, second floor and white Asia.

The examiner sits softly behind the room, a red-haired man grinning like a scythe.

The man who called himself a 'stick swing', the sword chi released from his whole body, is unusual.

It's also about how he showed up. There is also a track record of Shaura, supposed to be the sole administrator of this watchtower, passing out with his eyes on him. Obviously, not the only one.

Hence...

"From the beginning, let me do everything I can -!"

――――

One step, Julius stepped in with his mouth, which leaned forward.

From that arm, it is the chosen sword that originally stood on the floor of this' Electra 'that is thrown softly towards the man. A vertically rotating sword draws a parabola, which pierces under a man's feet aimlessly.

If a man reaches out, it will fall out easily, as he aimed for it.

"Nah, Omei. Don't throw a sword at me. What are you doing? Are you going to die?"

"Raw hatred, innocence like being slashed by an unarmed opponent, it's an act of shame as a knight!

"Damn it! It makes me laugh. - You're not bareback, look closely, Omei."

To Julius stepping in, a man strips his fangs and laughs viciously. As it was, the man kicked his sword abusively with his unconstitutionally shaken leg. A selected sword makes a flashy noise and blows away.

It provokes the front, directly next to Julius jumping in -,

"-! That word, it's something you won't regret!

Square, let that care go down, and Julius, with his cheeks stiffened, pulls out the knight's sword.

The slender sword becomes, in a straight line, an iron hammer to the disrespectful who defies the venue of serious battle.

There's a thunderous spike...

"It's cute and barking, dumb. Beautiful face. If you make me cry and get excited, you're sleepy, right?

"Huh..."

A spike that wore a man's torso, it just makes a thunderous noise and stops.

Naturally, Julius didn't loosen his hand. He is always the best in his area of competence. Therefore, it was not he who stopped, but the relative smile of the oxen.

"Stupid."

"Believe it or not. Let's start there, then."

Laughing happily, 'Stick Shake' scratches his own chest with his right hand. That bare gesture is no different from what it was just before. It's the same attitude I had when I was lining up my bullshit.

But his left hand was terribly accurate, picking Julius' spike.

That too...

"- Of wood, branches?

"No, look closely, don't you have bad eyes, Omei? Chopsticks, chopsticks. I know you're a knob eater, but chopsticks. So carry it with you."

A wooden stick in distorted shapes even in the distance - the 'stick swing' cleverly manipulates it with his left hand, letting it be treated in the same way as Svalbard's knowledge, which he accidentally groaned. This world also has chopsticks, which I felt with myself during my stay in Pristella, but I have never seen a perfectly used human before.

- No, no matter how perfectly you can use it, it can't be very human, such as letting you take a first-class sword move with chopsticks.

"Make me laugh, Omei. If you wiggle it at the best angle, at the best speed, at the best feel, at the best - chopsticks, you can't even slash it."

"Gu...... uhh"

The stunned sight turns a 'stick shake' with a face that looks like a stretch. Everyone lost their word to that sight, but Julius, a party, is not.

He puts his strength into his arms and tries to regain the knight's sword, whose tip is stopped by two chopsticks. But I won't let the sword be slight about how much power is in that thin chopstick.

"I'm telling you, chopsticks aren't made of weird stuff. Poor materials are bad for your skin. It's a tree somewhere around there, mindless."

"Ku... Become"

"Don't force me, don't force me... laugh, omee. You better laugh. It doesn't make sense to a man."

The restraint of the sword loosened on the lid, and Julius was only bewildered for a moment by the spearhead of the power he put in. Turn yourself into that momentary gap and the man's bare feet jump. That became a tremendous force, kicking directly over Julius' thin hips and bouncing them off.

"Julius -!"

Subaru doesn't know who was the one who screamed like a scream. I just had to escort Julius' skinny, slightly blowing away, while being sealed off by a bypassing physical movement.

And follow him, unable to control his posture in the air,

"Hey!"

The length of the leaping 'stick swing' chases him to Julius at a bullet-like speed. 'Stick swing' catching up directly above Julius with unlikely physical ability, he puts one chopstick on each of his right and left hands, and slashes Julius like a storm - I don't know if I can say slaughter, but slap the violence caused by the chopsticks.

Well, I can see my swinging arm scratching off to much speed. It's the same in everyone's eyes, and Julius has no avenue to avoid even being forced into disabling in the universe.

Relying solely on the knight's sword in his arms, Julius worked diligently to align his defense with the man's chopstick strike. But the man's chopsticks scratch to mock it, and to Julius the chopsticks pierce, pierce, pierce, pierce, pierce, pierce -,

"Ziwald -!!"

A hotline is launched into the two men who are attacking in a hollow space.

White light, like its simple way of being, frightens and ends up cutting the world apart. That is, a blade of heat waves that burns down, burns down, and cuts off what is on the ray.

A linear, seemingly avoidable difficulty - but the hotline forcefully crushes it at a rate that also brings light, striking straight at the prey.

The insignificant 'stick swing' also has no resistance to the blow of light by third parties -,

- My sword will kill the light, Omei.

Faster than I could hear the twitching voice, the chopsticks that were released tore the hotline from the front.

It's a sight beyond imagination, everyone peels at the impossible phantom. Only a man laughs naturally at it, and continues to mock Julius with one free hand.

As if - no, the fact, with a grand mess.

"- Huh! Ziwald ooh!!"

Bloody eyes at that fact, chanting overlaps -.

Spread your hands and chant the magic that emits the hotline is Anastasia who colored its poor face into the color of death. She spread out five fingers - fingers of both hands, together from ten tips, each emitting a heat line at the same time, and ten dead lines dancing simultaneously in a 'stick swing'.

- Avoid that, 'stick swinging' in an amazing way.

"Hey!"

"Stick Shake" cut off the dancing light with chopsticks, just as it had just before, kicking the universe, which should be nothing at the next moment, and suddenly descending directly beneath it - Julius and the others, who had laid it underneath their bodies, as they descended to the white floor, ran out with a tip of chopsticks on Julius' dovetail, rubbing Julius straight to the ground.

"Kaka! Aim well, Omei. The fly stops, Omei. Then you can't even get the colored man back, Omei. Oh, my God!

"Ziwald! Ziwald! Ziwaldo!"

Anastasia still sets up a chase against a man who walks with high laughter. But even if the magic power itself is high, it makes no sense if it doesn't hit.

Even though a hotline is emitted to all sides, the man cuts it off at times, sometimes giving in, sometimes dodging easily as he turns himself over Julius.

Overwhelming skill and combat skills, and at the same time the lack of Anastasia technology that emerges.

In this case, should it be referred to as the lack of skill of the echidna, which fits in the anastasian flesh, rather than anastasia? An echidna that squeezes its magic into Julius' predicament, but it empties completely into intent and back, and the attack cannot even plunder once.

Eventually -,

"- Ku"

"Ahn?

Time runs out, that comes first.

"Stick swinging," which was a fun hotline, raised his eyebrows at the abruptly interrupting chase. At the end of that gaze, Anastasia's luxurious body collapses.

The nosebleeds flowing through that nasal cavity is evidence of a lot of strain on the flesh. She used to say it herself. Trump cards can't be used more often to shred themselves...

"Dear Anastasia -!"

"Ooh!?

The knight, who was on the defensive side of the battle, arouses in the figure of the Lord who thus fell. Julius, who continued to be subjected to chopsticks that showered all over his body as he was slipped on the ground with his back, was finally escaping the 'stick swing' outrage by twisting himself.

It is a form of unbuttoning the chest, unmasking the Kingsguard and creating a change in back friction, escaping the exquisite force exertion and subtraction of the man.

As it is, Julius swirls his elongated legs at his own fool, releasing a kick from the position he laid on the ground to the man's side head. The man avoided it with a slight motion that creaked his jaw, but Julius stood up, controlling his posture while both were kicked, even with a break-dancing motion.

"That's Omei, isn't it my taste? Damn it, Omei."

"I don't have time to hang out with bullshit! Get out of the way!"

Overwhelming power difference, Julius barks even as he understands it, shouting to the man. With all that continuous fire, a knight sword that didn't let go roars up and eats like a snake.

A streamlined and graceful sword strike, though pushed back by a sense of righteousness and mission - it was or may have been the pinnacle of sword moves to be repaired as a knight.

To get it, I don't know what, how many months, training, there were days of blood-sweeping endeavor.

Yet...

"Play, omee. Is it n in the amusement, Omei? Get your hands off me, Omer."

"-"

"What, this. Don't make me laugh, Omei. Seriously, Omei. Are you serious, Omei? Seriously, if this is... n, it's out of expectation, Omei."

Spikes are stopped, slaughter is bounced, a series of attacks is shot off, and a special attack is made.

In two chopsticks, where Julius' stacked sword moves, everything he has mended as a knight, wield horribly beautifully and viciously in the boring exhalation of a man who calls himself 'Stick Swinging'.

However, two bars are broken, and Julius' half-life 'is trampled -.

"It's not like this, Omei. What, fight alone, Omei? This isn't how Omei fights. - So, Tsuman. Hey, Omei."

"I..."

"I don't want to go with a woman. Borrow it on your knees, cry and be sweet. I can't do it, you sly swordsman."

For a moment, past Julius's side. Was it anger, pain, mourning, despair?

Either way, no one else can see inside it.

――――

Julius' sword flashes, thin knight swords glanced at hundreds of millions of repeated silver flashes so far.

In spite of that, it's so obvious to anyone who watches it, with a stray sword strike.

Chopsticks interrupted the sword flash from the side.

At the next moment, it was easy to slice the bars to flip, turning down the steel knight sword in the middle - just making a mild noise, and Julius' knight sword broke in two.

Julius' yellow eyes flashly drop off the tip of the blowing sword of love. I don't know what kind of a sword there was or when he kept using that sword.

It's just, I'm sure, the only thing that broke at this moment is not just the sword for Julius.

"Go to sleep."

With a word to throw away, a fearful fist bone pierced Julius's side.

It is the most primitive violence in the world, unrelated to any sophistication. It was a blow by the original weapon named Flesh, dating back to the days before man used the tools.

――――

A relentless blow hits through Julius so much that it distorts his righteous side. The heavy power pruned his consciousness in an instant, and Julius' body, like a doll with a broken thread, blew and rolled according to inertia, gliding abruptly - Anastasia's, fell right beside him.

Unconscious subordinates line up. That's like too much misplaced care of a man like a beast.

"Well, next..."

I finished my prep exercise, and I just rang my neck and a man looked back at me.

In fact, it's like a preparatory movement. Julius rushed out of the battlefield, was unilaterally crushed, Anastasian cover entered, and only a few dozen seconds happened until the two fell - during which time Subaru couldn't even find a gap to interrupt, just nothing else to stick with.

That's the same for the remaining Emilias, other than Subaru -

"- Ice Brand Arts, Icicle Line"

――――

- Turn it down, no.

As proof of that, there was light in the white space.

It is a turbulence of blue and brilliant light, a particle of ice that can barely be captured in the eye - created by Emilia's absolute magic, the ice and snow junction "Isicle Line".

"I just want to ask you one thing,"

Emilia, who developed her own magic and the mana that passes within the limits, creating a kind of junction, threw her voice at the man scratching her left eye from the top of the ocular cord at its center.

"Ahn? Say it, hotmab."

"I'm Emilia, just Emilia. - Didn't I just have to move you one step? Wow, I've been running around."

name, then Emilia speaks the natural question.

Before the battle began, 'Stick Shake' did say that with a laugh. 'Move yourself even a step,' he said. If you follow that condition, he's obviously breaking it.

The battle with Julius was not dimensional enough to have flown endlessly around this room.

But the man shrugged his shoulders "oily" at the point,

"Seriously, I just said it in Nori, Omei. Occasionally, it doesn't make any sense, but it's cool. That's it, Omei. You know what I mean. I don't know, even a woman. Hot mab, too. We'll hang out tonight, Omei."

"Sorry, I don't know what you're talking about. Besides, I'm sure I can't win fighting you."

"What, Emilia...?

Emilia said so with dignity as she unfolded her magic in all spirits and was ready for battle. 'Stick swing' round his eyes at that statement, and Subaru, who was stiff, squeezes his voice out of his throat as well.

to that call. Emilia said "I'm sorry," and said no to Subaru,

"You look awesome and strong. That, look, I know. But we have to get past the exam. So prepare a way to win"

…………

"Even one step, if I can move you, we win. Let's compete with that.... No?

Lower your brow butt and Emilia suggests so to the man who pressed you. Finally, Emilia, who added just a little less confidence, Subaru is taken aback by the words.

That's whatever, everywhere, ridiculously, with a glamorous offer.

To that figurative tale, I thought 'Stick Swing' had been silent for a while -

"Hey!"

And he laughed briefly as he meshed his teeth, and looked at Emilia with those blue eyes open. Then carefully, when the man looks at Emilia as licking her whole body,

"- Okay, I don't hate you, Omei. I told my opponent well. You're a big idiot since Trisha, Omei. I like it."

"So 'exams' pass?

"I'm not going to behave that big, Omei! But that's good. I guess I turned it on in front of a good woman. He's got it on. He's got it on. Don't get it on till the end. - Do as Omei says."

"Pass......"

"If you can move me even one step, it's Omei's win!

To the eating Emilia, 'Stick Shake' roughed up her voice with some poisoned face. Then Emilia nodded and turned her gaze toward Subaru,

"Anastasia and Julius, please. Both of you, treat him."

"Ma, wait! Did you see that earlier? Even if you can't help it..."

"It's okay. It doesn't look like he's going to kill you over there... and I'm going to try to be serious, too"

Feeling good, he shook off Subaru's words trying to stop him, and Emilia stepped forward. And with Rin on his side, Emilia turns both her arms toward 'Stick Shake'.

The distance stays open, from a distance, and her magic can make it a one-sided sniper.

"Hot face, isn't it, Omei?"

"Doing the best I can is the way my knight taught me, of!

The man just laughed furiously as he put his thick arms together and was in an overwhelming disadvantage.

Shortly after the man's laughter was witnessed and Emilia put her strength into her voice - in the turbulent field of blue and white light, the crackling sound of the atmosphere is chained and one ice weapon after another is formed.

There are swords, there are spears, there are axes, there are spears, there are arrows, there are countless weapons.

Ice Brand Arts, Icicle Line - Exclusive Absolute Destruction Space, Subaru's devised stunt, using Emilia's vast magic power, is now activated.

"Yes, ya!!

The distracting sound, but then the sight doesn't fall through the shards.

At the same time as Emilia's voice, a weapon that was pointing its sharp tip at the man flew from all directions to 'stick swing' simultaneously.

A simultaneous attack that also strikes from a blind spot, which is a correct and unprotected overall attack.

In contrast, once again, when the man held two chopsticks in each of his own hands, countless sword flashes, the outrage caused by the chopsticks went wild.

Ice, beautifully cut scenes are played out artistically.

――――

Subaru rushes under Julius and Anastasia, following Emilia's words. Confirm the safety of the two and reassure them that they were just losing consciousness.

Anastasia is probably the result of shredding herself just as Echidona's concerns. The nosebleeds have already stopped, not at ease but just fainted. And that one-sided Julius, too, the chopsticks were only hurting his flesh, but not more than a blow.

Even if the fact that Baidu was struck was proof that Baidu had been killed if it was a sword, Julius had been put on the palm of his hand and had been resurrected.

"I wonder if you're both safe. But..."

"I know."

Next door, Subaru blocked Beatrice from checking on the two as well.

I could confirm the safety of the two of you. But the beast who remitted this and Emilia are in the middle of a head-on clash...

"Hey!"

Splashing ice, that fragment in his mouth, the chewed up man shakes his chopsticks for fun. In one swing, the ice sword and axe that struck at the same time were severed in two.

Destroyed ice weapons were instantly restored to pale light, and there was an extended and fantastic sight of light scattering around the beautiful wildlings rampaging wildly around.

However, even though I do...

- I'm not moving.

"Eppen, if you put it on, make it cool to the end. Or innocent, omee. I can't stand a man on the dead line, where the hell is he, Omei?"

Hearing a groaning Subaru voice, 'Stick Shake' intercepts magic around his nose. In the meantime, too, unlike his upper body, which was dancing crazy as if it were a fierce dance, both his legs remained on the floor, immovable as a mountain.

In that state, even if you keep shooting magic like it's raining, it won't reveal. It was not only Subaru overlooking the battlefield, but also the impatience of visiting Emilia, a party.

Therefore, Emilia steps in to break its adhesive state...

"- Hey!!

Emilia leaps straight into her thin, supple flesh and soothes her silver hair. Both arms swinging up, what arises in their palms is a great battle axe swinging with both hands.

Emilia swivels her body vertically and slaps it straight from the top to the man.

"Kai!"

To the blow of that ice battle axe, the man did not panic to jump up his chopsticks and let them interrupt on the ray. Axe shooting falling straight, its orbit slightly misaligned with chopsticks, its unevenness gradually becoming larger in the stream falling towards the man, finally coming off to plunder the man's dressing sleeve, poking him to the floor.

The blast blows with the fierce impact, and the ice battle axe, which could not withstand its own power, is scattered from the ground up into the wood edge dust. But instantly Emilia let go of that axe and when she took it in her hand to take the spear that was ejected from the rear, she turned herself and started the next attack.

"Yes! Ya! Damn it! Uri! Hey!

A spear strike, a flash of a double sword, a slash of a long sword, the presence of a sword, the speed of whip, the striking power of an axe, all attacks that are knocked in are easily prevented before a man.

Regardless, Emilia's skills are not low.

Emilia's physical abilities are high, and combined with her immense magic and fighting abilities, Ice Brand Arts can be assured that Subaru, who devised it, is a combat technique that makes full use of Emilia's abilities.

"- Subaru"

He grips his hand hard and spills the kind of voice Beatrice takes into account. Subaru was staring desperately at the battlefield as he had some calm restored to it.

I don't see a gap to break in. So much so that Emilia redeems her gains as she flows, harnessing her strengths, continuing her own attacks and, at the same time, stormy magic attacks. That is exactly the heart of a carpet bombing by all weapons.

In the middle of the blast, the monster that the man who handles it without moving a step, calls it just a 'stick swing' or something, is unusual.

Interrupting into the detour could just be a factor in Subaru's distraction of Emilia.

I can't move that concern to Subaru. Beatrice, who holds hands and pushes silently, likewise has nothing else to watch over the battlefield with his teething.

As it is, can't the situation move until Emilia's health runs out at the bottom?

An unexpected change occurred in such a situation. That too, abruptly.

"Hmm! Yes! Damn!"

Emilia's arms grabbed both swords, releasing a slash to pinch the man's neck from left to right. And the man bowed his neck, and dodged easily, and his swords fell out of Emilia's hands. but Emilia immediately produced another double sword in her palm and pursued it with a procedure to open her crossed arms - this time the man avoided turning it upside down in such a manner that it would be parallel to the floor.

"Hey!"

"Wow."

From a knee-bent, sleeping position on the floor, a man supports his body only with the strength of a tough ankle. Meanwhile, Emilia, who swung the attack in the air, lost momentum and stepped back with her arms wide open.

During this battle, Emilia showed it for the first time, the gap until it was deadly - I guess there have been many opportunities for a man, but this is one of the worst moments of all.

There, the man stretches out his bent knee, jumps up his body, and returns to his posture. Emilia bit her back teeth at the look of the man who came back, remaining full of gaps.

At that moment, the man stripped his teeth most violently ever, leaning forward with a giggle of oxen,

"Gaps"

Using the chopsticks in his hand, he stroked Emilia's double hills up from the bottom.

"Nah."

Emilia is dressed in the usual white costume, looking white and smooth skin. He strokes that chest area with chopsticks, obscenely distorts the rich swell, and deepens the man's wild grin.

To that filthy deed, the man said satisfactorily, "Oh!," he rattled his throat,

"It's useful, it's useful. I'm angry about this..."

"Damn!"

"Oh -!?"

Emilia, with her hands together overhead, an ice glove created to cover that hand is struck down, striking directly at the top of the head of the man with a humble grin.

Powerful enough to crush the ice on a single blow, the hard shock sounds echoed, and the man said to that power, "Whoa!," he screamed, holding his head and rolling gobbly on the spot.

"Ouch! What are you thinking, Omei? Normally, if they imitate you, women will behave bluntly! I didn't hesitate for a second, Omei!?

"-? You just touched your body, didn't you? You, what was full of gaps"

"Zane! What a way to grow up! Parents don't give a shit!

A 'stick shake' scratches a horseshit on the ground as he rubs his battered head lovingly complains. to the cry. Emilia blinked her eyes, touching her own breasts caressed by the chopsticks,

"... Did you say something weird?

"Hey! Do something about this hot mub! Don't make me walk outside! Miscellaneous fish! Ome, chan, chan, chan, painful, omee, shit......!

"Oh, before, there's no such thing as being told about Emilia. than that......"

"Ahn!?

Pressured, Subaru managed to say back to the words of a rough man. And once you're behind your anger at the fact that you've reached out to Emilia, point to the man.

Then I told him.

"It's not just a step away, it's moving"

――――

"Ah! Really! Yay! My win!

A man shuts up to Subaru's point and Emilia jumps with her hands together instead.

Around her I found myself responding to that emotion and blooming as the magic of ice blossomed one after the other, celebrating Emilia's victory herself.

The condition offered by the man, to try to move himself even a step, was fulfilled.

That's obvious to everyone's eyes, and unless a man sees it, it should apply.

"How do you get out?

Without a doubt, it's bad for Emilia, happy with her victory and the achievement of the 'exam', but Subaru doesn't believe that much in the man in front of her. It is self-evident that it is difficult to expect cleanliness from him in the exchanges we have had so far.

It was no surprise that I was outraged by this loss and finally decided to throw out the restrictions and hit this way, without all the flow of a series of 'exams'.

To such vigilance, a glimmer of sweat poured down Subaru's forehead, when he conveyed his cheeks.

"Uh, I don't have a choice. What I said is what I said. Don't let it add to your sketchy heart. It's just a joke. Hey, how do you do that?"

"Mi, you admit......!?

"Omei, I don't know what you think I am. If I eat down here, my stock that I put on will be N below because of it, Omei. I don't know if I can take it back, Omei. Is that what happened, take responsibility, Omei? Woman, don't lean on me, Omei."

"At the moment, we're losing so badly that we can't keep the stock down..."

"Let it go, you mutton fish! Miscellaneous fish or juvenile fish! Don't let the juvenile call, Omei. Anyway, it's that extreme mab win. I'll let you through. That's the condition. Shh, shh, shh."

Scratching his head in a grudge, 'Stick Shake' admitted his own defeat in grandeur.

Clean or unclean, my unclear mouth. But more than that declaration came out, Subaru is not going to eat down any more either.

Julius and Anastasia, it's the damage that the two fell on offense with the man, but perhaps to the extent that they can be expected to recover adequately if transported into the green room.

As for the second 'exam', it seems too unresponsive -

"- So, what's next, a juvenile fish? Or, Jari, either of you."

"Huh?"

I can head up to the hierarchy.

Subaru, who was running his thoughts on that understanding, looked out for the man's words that followed. The man slowly rises up to the reaction, his left shoulder of the dressing - just like his right shoulder, which was peeled out, pulls out his left shoulder and turns back this way.

- The air smelled like baking.

Subaru was late to understand that it was a complaint of instinct due to dramatic changes that seemed to play with the different digits of swordsmanship from the man.

"There are seven of them in the tower... there's one Omei woman out there first"

――――

"Next, who's gonna pull me out? - Hey, it's Omei."

Grand Library Playades, examination of the second tier 'Electra'.

Limit time 'Unlimited conditionality'. Unlimited number of challenges. Challenger 'Unlimited Conditions'.

- Achievers, Emilia.

- Unaccomplished, Subaru, Beatrice, Julius, Anastasia, Mary, Ram.

- "Exam," continue.