Re:Zero Kara Hajimeru Isekai Seikatsu

My throat trembles and my roar woods in the dark woods.

It doesn't say "ah" or "oh," it doesn't make sense. It's just a pointless burst of sound.

emanating from his own throat. That, while not even Subaru could find reason or meaning in the act.

The red light dots fly in unison.

As he approached, he saw that it was gradually contouring and that the beast, dressed in pitch black, was pounding out his fangs and attacking him.

I don't have time to realize the tremors of my feet, the fear of my heart, the screams of my soul.

Only at this time did Subaru dominate the back of his brain, not his feelings for the manifestation of 'death' until now, but only the cheapness of the girl lying right behind him.

Spread your stance, reach out your hands, and the Beast's claws shield you from fangs reaching back. It's not about consciousness. It's just a reaction where your body moved like that on its own.

If he was the kind of person who would spare that mind and pull himself away lightly, he might have been saved. But the reality looming in front of me is merciless and doesn't mean anything like that sentimental in front of the beastly wild.

- It's over, I've come this far, and finally, I see the whole story.

Not strong enough again. I can't reach it again.

No matter how hard your heart scratches to give in, a pure lack of power takes away Subaru's options. Is it also true that this situation is the only one?

"- - Huh!!

I growl that I will accept giving up.

That's all, if you lose any of the light points in front of you, only temper gets through. Literally, a haribote hatchet with a razor - a fang eaten by its throat,

- In front of me, I saw the head of the warcraft blow up like a fruit.

Blood splashes on the nearest slaughter, and Subaru, who was directly in front of him, also showers that blood from his head. Shortly afterwards, his body lost its head. But only momentum clashed into Subaru as it was. He is blown away behind him and rolls, and Subaru rises shaking his head in pain and blood discomfort.

What the hell...?

"It's late - I'm glad we made it."

A blue-haired girl descends into the abyss with her skirt hem gracefully flicked, her white apron dress lightly picked with one hand, and a vicious iron ball in her opposite hand.

Turn yourself around, take loose steps, and let the sound of the chain ring.

"I thought we were talking about buying time.

"Good luck! I bought you super time! I did it like I don't care if I knocked him out! Here's the result, thank you so much!

Subaru literally sends a pentacle to thank Rem for chaining the tall sounds with Morningstar chains.

Side by side with that reaction, Rem slowly sees a herd of warcraft crawling this way, licking his tongue into the entry of his new prey.

Those who were so belligerent against one Subaru are saddled to the cautious with only one little girl added. Never look lightly at the fact that one of the herds was slaughtered in an instant.

As I knew from my earlier interactions with one of them, they are pretty strong and smart, contrary to the way things look.

"Rem......"

Speak up on its royal back and encourage its vigilance.

Rem didn't look back at the voice that dropped Subaru's heart tone, he just exhaled,

"If you chase Svalbar-kun's awful body odor and rush to an even more unseen oddity, this is the case. You're not in a busy state."

"Bad body odor or or something lightly dented. And I don't know, but I want to know more about what I was screaming about."

"If Rem feels like it. And if they'll forgive me, we can talk about it in detail."

Pointing to the front with an iron pattern, Rem lodges a swordswallowing light in his eyes as if he were even provoking. On the other hand, Subaru's liver is cold, and it seems that the hearts of the warcraft who can turn that hostility are not calm. In the eyes of those who were silently staring at this one, a clear structure of engagement and the beginning of the ravages had emerged.

"Because that doesn't seem possible."

"-Rem!"

Unfortunately, Subaru unwittingly calls Rem's name at a screaming height.

What occurred to the sieve in front of her was the onslaught of two warcraft scattered left and right. I just packed the distance to her up to a few steps, and the two that were walking side by side crack left and right at the same time.

If it was Subaru who was relative, he wouldn't have caught up with which to lean consciousness as it were, and would have been lightly torn apart by its poisonous fangs.

But...

"- Shit!"

The right arm gripping the iron pattern is swayed as if even worms pay for it. The swirl is accompanied by a chain attached to the pattern, followed by an iron sphere coupled to the chain.

The weapon of destruction, which is supposed to be blunt, spins in a squeaky momentum, following the swing of his arms and wiping everything off the track, hitting the torso of the warcraft that was halfway through its orbit directly, blowing the torso straight into two. Bones and guts have been smashed and turned into forest fertilizers unknowingly.

And when the other party is killed in an instant, one crack puts all of its anger into its fangs, causing a sharp blow to the left half of the empty lem - just before, the left fist shoots down the Warcraft's nose directly from the top. The power of the fist bone submerges the skull and instantly dies in a fist punch so much that the head is buried on the ground.

It was arranged until it was vibrant. but its misery is far from the word vibrant, etc.

The praiseworthy words were far away, and Subaru opened his eyes to the massacre carried out in front of him, and he could not react otherwise than flattered.

Lem's destructive power was meant to be known with his own hands. It becomes clear with fame that that was exactly what it was and was only meant to be.

"Tsu, strong, yeah, yeah!!

"I don't know about that word to women, Subaru."

"This is the only word I can think of to describe my current situation. Seriously, you're a jerk."

Plenty of relying on Rem beyond his imagination, Subaru jumped his body to its original place.

Crawling back Subaru confirms the cheapness of the falling girl. The sleeping girl continues to fall asleep unconsciously, unaware of it either, at a moment of absolute desperation, and at present in a progressive and life-threatening state.

"Well, what swallowing and potent weather. I'm sure you'll grow up to be a healthy, gutsy kid - duh!

Praise the sleeplessness of its hall, and use its painful arms to lift its small body. Hold it back so that it doesn't lose its light weight,

"Rem, you can actually aim for devastation by yourself!?

"Lots of people are passive, very poor."

"Exactly, right? If..."

Hold the girl next to Rem.

The movements of the Warcraft who have lost two of their new flocks are dull. Lower yourself to look for a way out of here, and there is no hang-up in the behavior of anything that glows with intimidating gaze. If we could have left it to the numbers and gone into the infiltration operation, there wouldn't have been a single Subaru inferior to the power of war.

But they miswore caution and cowardice and mistook the best option for themselves.

So Subaru and Rem, at about the same time, laid eyes on the same place,

"There!"

Rem's blow echoes Subaru's cry.

of iron balls dressed in the atmosphere and celebrating the killing. It did not go too far, just in front of the point where the herd of warcraft was dense, exploding its earth - blocking the sight of warcraft whose soil and dust rose and whose dust waterfalls jumped away for a few seconds.

"Now -!"

Subaru's body runs out to be kicked in the cry of the next lem.

The siege net was ripped open in one shot right now, a breakthrough in the dense zone -.

A warcraft gives way growls up at Subaru, who jumps into the gap. The Beast barks and jumps again to block Subaru's path, but

"- Whoa, traumatic sound!!

The gentle tone of the light chain gently strokes through the running ear.

Subaru with a warrior running up his back on one day's refrain. Directly beside it, the welcome of the iron sphere explodes, and the bulk of blood blooms all the way into the forest at night.

Step on an uncertain scaffold to leave the blood behind and jump into the woods under immense hostility. Jumping over the roots of the tree and getting hit in the cheek by the branches,

"Rem, I don't know the way!

"Straight ahead, front. If you get out of the juncture, you'll have a battle. Until then, don't lose sight of the direction!

Straight ahead, even if they say so, the front of it is indelible.

I didn't think the darkness, which I could only see a short way ahead, would drive my sense of direction so crazy. My hands are blocked by the girl's weight, even as I try to move forward with my hand exploration.

Naturally, mindful of the obstacles ahead, Subaru had been forced to round his body and run with minimal damage to the girl.

I can't breathe. Have you lost sight of the road? Will they catch up? Aren't you surrounded?

Anxiety is endless, and the fears that engulf it surely sharpen the spirit of Subaru.

The sensation of the left arm is dull, the unstoppable bleeding drips off the fabric of the jacket, and Shizuku, who falls into the blood, even remembers the illusion that it leaves a sign for the tracker.

Run, run, keep running.

The same scenery ensues and you fall into the feeling that you haven't taken a step forward. That can't be true, but the feeling of impatience thrills the imagination.

Whenever that weak sound swelled in my chest and my knee was about to collapse,

- Behind you, the noise of the chain bursts into Subaru.

Whenever he hears that sound, Subaru bites his back teeth and looks forward.

I owe it to Rem to be able to run like this now. This is how she puts her life to shame because she keeps eliminating her external enemies and protecting Subaru's back.

This is all I've ever been exposed to. Then throw away the outer ears too and let them scratch you alive.

"Oh, shit! My flank hurts -!"

I inspire myself with an eight-win shout and get my feet out.

Forward, forward -!

And then the darkness opens in front of Subaru.

My vision widened, and suddenly I could see the light in front of my eyes, far and artificial, narrowing my eyes unexpectedly.

"Rem! The lights! People... we're getting to the juncture!

To the emergence of literal light, Subaru conveys joy with his neck turned back.

but Subaru was to keep an eye on it shortly afterwards.

Because the figure of Rem, who was fighting while protecting Subaru's back, was so spectacular.

A number of lacerations caused by either nails or fangs are carved all over the pasty, tailored maid clothes. A number of shallow, non-shallow hand wounds appeared on the pungent white skin, and the blue hair, which was also vivid to the eyes, disturbed, so much that there was too much returning blood worn from the head to discern the original color.

"Rem -!"

"Run!... while Rem can still be Rem!

Subaru's voice, which guides him, is cut off into strong words from behind.

I'm not convinced. But I shake off my strays at that cry and run for the juncture.

All sentiments are behind us, and then even the junction, as long as it goes through there -

"What...?

I am immediately frustrated by the unexpected sight of my nose, which should have been so determined.

The gaze of Subaru, taken in disquiet - it is the glow of the crystal that presides over the junction, pointing right next to the great tree where it was buried. The gaze is low, almost parallel to the ground position. There's a little, little shadow squatting in the place.

As we approach, Subaru's eyes open as its contours become clearer.

It's a small being. I know that my body is big enough to wrap it up softly with both arms, and its bristles are soft as cotton wool and not comparable to those of a large size.

- That's the figure of that puppy warcraft who led Subaru to the village.

"If you don't think I see it... but I'm gonna kick your ass!

If you're going through, you're overwhelmingly short on weights.

If you intend to stand as the last obstacle to this escape play, I have to assure you it is a shallow idea on the bottom.

Such a Subaru idea,

"You're lying..."

It unfolded in front of me, pushed away in front of a dust stream that covered my vision.

Whoever gave the shallow thought, the sight of being reminded that it was me.

A world that slows, relaxes. Subaru understands from the experience that this is a moratorium on his life.

In a world where all of that goes as late, I've lost it to delay and realized it.

This is what Rem told Subaru before he went into the woods.

- He said that a warcraft is a foreign enemy of mankind with magic.

A curse can be used, not. It's like having magic. I mean, didn't that also include the meaning that we could use these magics?

"Ohhhhhh -!!"

Turn your legs sideways and brake suddenly to the momentum of the disease. But meaningless. The relaxing body is disfigured, and the dirt and sand flow is already looming in front of us. There is no avenue for evasion. And if swallowed by the stream, the rave of sand and stone would tear its body apart in an instant.

Rest in peace.

The moment that thought ran, Subaru at least stood up to throw the girl in his arms aside - he was busted by the impact from the straight side, involving the trees.

"Ohhhh!?

He is struck around the right flank, screaming and blowing away at the power his gut is about to stick out. In the sense of gravity ignorance where the upper, lower, left, and right meddle, just round the body to protect the girl, clashing from her back into the thick trunk as it were, her breath clogging, and falling to the ground.

"Ha-ha-ha, oh... that hurts... ugh!

Groaning at the pain, he raises his face as he rubs his battered belly.

He then looked directly at Rem, who was swept over the trees by a direct strike from the dirt stream.

Receiving a rough welcome of earthen stones, Rem's little body dances lightly like a leaf. The appearance that scattered the blood splash drew a line with what had earlier been returning blood, so much so that the amateur could see that he had obviously taken maz-image damage.

Rem's body as it is cannot even take reception and falls flashly on the ground. The only good fortune of Yui is that the earth plowed by the earth currents did not smash the head of the fallen girl.

If we get here, we can swallow the situation even in the poorly perceived Subaru.

Lem sacrificed his time to dodge the stiff Subaru in front of him. And I became the feather of that shock properly.

Of course, the power that Subaru couldn't possibly stand where he received it. But that's not what made Rem sacrifice, it doesn't make sense.

"Rem, you idiot! You, this... I'm not this...!

For what, and the moment I almost screamed like that, Subaru's spine froze.

Probably tasted the same feeling. Both the warcraft itself, which unleashed a stream of dirt and sand, and the herds of trackers who have caught up, have stopped the movement at the same time.

I had a hunch. I was sure. Intense, only signs of 'death' were drifting.

- Slowly, Lem's body, which was falling, was up.

Says she's been attacked so flashy, I don't see any signs of injuries in her bare gesture of standing up. On the contrary, it blocks the wound you should have received while you look at it. So much so that it produces a high fever for its soggy resilience that blood evaporates and even produces red wax.

And I saw, Subaru saw.

The disappeared eyes of Rehm's reason that glimpsed around him.

She distorted her blood-soaked figure into a tranced grin, more importantly - from the head where that hair decoration came off, her figure that gave birth to a white horn.

"Hahahahahahaha -"

Laughter. It was like a girl, a laugh overflowing from the cruelty of stripping.

Flipping herself, Rem's body on the wind rushes into the herd. Before the first warcraft that was stopping his leg reacted, the noose is crushed to the heel of Lem. Warcraft crushed from the top of his throat and died, thoughtfully kicking his body and holding back other warcraft that refrain from rearward. From what stops moving, in turn, the morningstars in hand - the chains are stored in an iron pattern, beaten to beat it into a mace, mass-producing the bloodlust and carcasses one after the other.

"Warcraft, Warcraft, Warcraft - Witches!!

What's more horrible is that the lem of the lost eye of reason hasn't gone insane.

She's not losing sight of the situation, even as she gives herself up to the beastiality of it. With its overwhelming power, it spits out the only cause of smoking in itself.

The blood plays, the cranium crushes, and the intestines and brains are scattered through the woods with frightening momentum.

On his knees, forgetting the pain, Subaru was in the sight.

I don't have the courage to speak up right now. If you do that, oh, if you go into the consciousness of a rambling lem, you can't possibly do that, but you don't feel like you're going to get killed.

Or maybe that's not a mistake. So much now Rem seemed off track.

The appearance of it is exactly what makes the mad laugh sound like in the woods all over the return blood.

- It's a ghost.

No matter how much blood you bathe in return, only those white horns will never get dirty.

At the top of her head, she shines a sharp tip, screaming loudly for its presence.

Subaru swallowed by the situation.

But unlike Subaru, who can no longer move, the Warcraft can't just sit back and wait to be butchered. An individual fleeing stiffness surrounds the lem one after the other, piling up the number of carcasses for each blow, yet letting her fingernails reach her body one by one, fangs.

More passive than the former. The number of Warcraft that had increased further on the way through the woods by the number that had first joined the herd is immeasurable. Already about a few of the first herds should have been crushed, but the red light points floating in the dark night had risen uninterrupted one after the other.

"No matter how powerful the mode, it can always be on an infinite springing opponent..."

Vertigo changes, but only the bottom line remains unchanged and the Subaru are at a disadvantage.

Understanding it objectively, Subaru once again cut words to signs of increasing magic.

It's at that puppy again that Mana is starting to concentrate.

Atmospheric mana is gathered there at its roots, twisting like a distorted vision. I guess I felt that swirl of magic. Looking back, Lem set up a knife choosing the gut of a warcraft to deal with that menace to the puppy - but

- I didn't miss that opportunity to rush out, and a bunch of warcraft were flying on its back at the same time.

"- Huh!"

Signs of upset. Even a lem in a minor runaway state seems to have lost his temper in a situation beyond his own understanding.

Emotions return to the eyes where reason had disappeared, the bloody ferocious laughter collapses, and the face of a grieving girl appears from under it.

- Oh, you can do that face, etc., and I thought beside my consciousness,

"- is AHHHHHHHH!!!

Subaru's throat screams like it's going to rip open in the bitten left arm's severe pain.

Shortly afterwards, his right leg, his left flank, his back, and at the same time his fangs felt buried. My vision stains bright red. Pain is no longer known as pain. My ankle was crushed. Sleepy, flanking meat is taken. The blood, the contents, leaks. Spills. Waste. The flesh.

"Subaru-kun -!!"

I hear a screaming voice.

Even if I try to raise my face to those who hear me, my body won't be free anymore. The balance broke. The ankle opposite to being crushed is also about half a thousand chopped, and now the wound is just fine salt plum. I fell to the ground. Right in front of you, a mouth lined with fangs looms. Fangs approaching the throat flute. That pinches and crushes the iron ball and the ground in front of me. Blood scatters. Your own blood, or.

Consciousness flies. When it disappears, I don't know what will happen.

Life spills over. I think so myself when it's something I did stupid. When it doesn't make sense to start over, you're too bound by it and this is the end of the line.

Painful, painful, distant, invisible, deafening, life-saving.

From the perforated flank, life spills like hourglass sand.

Disappear, end, anything - I am.

"Don't die, don't die, don't die -!"

A crying voice.

Crying.

I...