Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

As for the explanation of the human brave, Lianya visits Emil's room without coming up with a perfectly good idea.

Lotus Yama's castle was properly allocated to each of Lotus Yama's party members' rooms, and Emil's room, like the mansion that was in Kuklika, was set up with a considerable amount of space in the basement area.

That room, which you have to rely on to walk through the candle lights provided with light not too much enough for a dark passage, is not very reputable among the maids.

That was the majority of the reason I said it was even creepy.

Even as Lianya, it's an installation in her castle, but it's not a place where you want to get too close to the atmosphere.

A thick metal door lies ahead through a dim passage.

Boneless knockers and knobs are just attached to the moist surface, and there is no such thing as decoration.

Knock on that knocker and Lianya hangs up.

"Emil, are you there? I need to talk to you for a second."

Surrounded by thick stone walls and metal doors.

It was Lianya, who I don't think will get a voice inside, but after waiting for a while, the knob turns and the door only opens a little.

It was still Emil who put her hair together on the side tail today that made her look softly from inside.

"It's unusual, I can't believe Renya talked to me"

"I think so myself. Can I come inside? Or shall we change places?

"Please go inside. It's a little messy, but hey."

Open the door and Emil invites Lianya into the room.

The room was bright compared to the aisle, but it was still Lianya who felt strange oppression because it was underground.

I also applaud the fact that there is not a single window.

The lights used are due to sorcery, which gives me a cold impression, albeit with enough light, compared to the sun's light.

The room's conditioning has beds and costume boxes. Everything else is lined up with tables filled with some sort of experimental equipment, and Lianya thought it was definitely messy.

"Well, sit down, and I don't have anywhere to sit. Would you sit back in bed, please?

I'm going to recommend Emil, dragging the chair out because I did the table for myself.

Upon the recommendation, Lianya sat on the edge of the bed.

As soon as he does, Emil begins to wipe his covetousness as he nods his tongue.

"What are you doing?

Emil waves both hands in a hurry to Lianya, who doesn't know what it means and somehow asks.

"Oh, no, it's nothing. So, what do you want to talk to me about?

"Actually. He's making me do this castle gatekeeper. What about that armor..."

As soon as I said it, Emil's expression hardened.

The cut out Lianya is more surprised by the too abrupt change in her expression.

In a motion that is not nearly as punctual as it seems to make a squeaking noise from around her neck, Emil looks in the direction of the day after tomorrow when she takes her gaze off Lianya.

"Well, I was wondering if it would be difficult for me to talk to you about it."

I hear Emil's voice tremble, albeit a little, and Lianya's face gets steep.

"Are you serious?

Lotus Yakiya thinks it's quite a problem if you mean it.

Emil occasionally tries to forget Lianya from her floating words and deeds, but she is a demonic people of considerable strength, and among them, one who calls herself a researcher.

With multiple understandings that it is prejudicial, I believe that what is named after the researcher, however dangerous the subject may be, is a creature that cannot help but make a little noise in the name of curiosity.

The researcher says you're lucky you didn't even ask about the consultation.

"Well, from what I can tell, Lenya and Theon seem to be oblivious to each other, so I don't think there's any reason you can't understand it."

Emil says with his gaze distracted.

There was a slight but sweaty appearance on his forehead.

"Emil. What goes out to your right with this hand story, at least you won't be in this city, will you?

"Isn't that supposed to be Frau himself?

"It sure is..."

Lotus Yakiya with a puffy head.

Indeed, Lianya knew that was the most definite and shortcut.

"I don't know, it's no problem! Or something like that."

"Uh... maybe."

While he nodded as he was convinced, Emil returned his gaze to Lianya in front of him.

"I know I understand this Te story, and I'm sure I'm the only one who's going to say it."

"What do you mean?

"What's in that armor, Lenya? It's a much more dangerous substitute than you think."

Emil's voice took on a serious flavor.

If it's about a human experiment, it seems that Emil, who is likely to move to execution in a nose mix even if it was a life-threatening substitute, is talking enough to purposefully seep seriousness into the voice.

Tension also runs on Lotus Yaya, who hears about nature and it.

"The basics are like undead. That's... You're wondering why a fairy Frau can create something like that, but there's got to be. But what's different from the normal undead is that the method is probably not the same."

There are two main types of things that are known as undead manufacturing or formation, Emil says.

One is naturally occurring.

What is often said is a pattern in which beings and their equivalents change and become undead using that emotion as a basis when they die with strong emotions in them.

"It's like a lot of negative feelings like resentment and hatred and sadness."

"Well, no one's going to be undead with joyful emotions."

If he died in the so-called Haven state, Lianya would honestly be summoned to heaven as it were, Emil would shake his head and deny it.

"It's not zero. Extremely rarely, but I'm here now and then."

It seems that positivity and negativity have nothing to do with only one thing that says that the key is emotion strong enough to serve as a base for just sticking with the world.

However, since the approximate creature tends to express negative emotions, such as hate and resentment, more strongly than positive emotions that said joy and pleasure, the percentage of undead that left nature and your emotions behind is higher.

The second is something that is forced to be undead, or done, by some sort of magic.

The magic of becoming Reis and vampires was a long time since there was no longer anything among the people that would tell them as lost magic, but if they had done so much magic in the demonic continent, it was not surprising that they knew it, and Emil could actually use it.

The life expectancy of the Demons is quite long, but if they become immortals, they can continue to exist for eternal time until they perish.

So it is not so rare in the demonic continent to say that those who have practiced magic enough to use it will be immortals.

Even easier magic, the Demons probably knew and could use it.

This one can only be made of low-level zombies, or as thin undead as it is not an exaggeration to say there is no or no self that said skeleton if the decay of the corpse is progressing.

"That armor is neither way," he said?

"Right. What's the word that stands for arr... even with soul patchwork?

Emil says as she ponders the words to Lianya, who squeezes her eyes without knowing what the said words mean.

"I'm not saying it's the exact same thing, but that armor is similar to the technique you used to say in demonic researchers before that to create the complete shape of the soul. You know the story about a creature's soul being an incomplete, hole-filled substitute?

Lianya asked shook her head left and right.

Since I've been in this world, there's no way I've heard such a story, and in the world I was in, what's a soul in the first place? I don't leave the state to say.

"People, but elves, but beasts, but of course, demons, what they say the souls they have are incomplete and have many holes. If it is possible to make up for that imperfection and fill the hole, can one day create a complete soul if we cut through the countless souls that are in this world? And those who studied all the time that their complete souls might or might not lead to the existence of God."

Lotus Yaya thinks in her head of Emil's words.

To say that I said patchwork is to say that after preparing a lot of souls that say it's incomplete and full of holes, I'm going to repeat cutting and pasting to fill the missing part anyway.

The question remains whether such a thing can really be done, but Lianya couldn't fit in and urged Emil to go ahead.

"Of course the research failed. By and large, there's too much impossibility about soul processing, and how many elements in one soul did you think would make up for the incompleteness of the soul? Plus the definition of what level those elements would be complete if they hadn't, and even incomplete if they hadn't, was a story I didn't think they deserved to be studied if I told you."

"You know that, you were a little involved, weren't you?

"Ugh..."

Emil was slightly tempered by Lianya's penetration.

Emil turns that way by dyeing slightly around her cheeks when Lianya laughs badly that it was apparently a star.

"Talk, I can stop, huh?

"I'm sorry. Go on."

Lianya bowed her head because she felt bad and had trouble getting the story cut out.

Emil, who was whining about something bumpy in his mouth as he watched it, exhales one after a while to continue the conversation.

"I can't believe you reached the throne of God. I'll leave the euphemism aside, but that armor is probably a good resemblance to your contents. In other words, it's like letting the souls of countless people climb to heights as beings by binding them together and refining them. It's probably packed."

Emil added that if you are released at all from the seal of saying armor, there is also a reason for allowances or gradually eating people out.

"I think it's probably due to self-complementation that tries to allowance or gradually prey on the soul to make up for its own holes and imperfections. They say this is the same reason Rayce's energy drain and vampire vampire vampire acts."

As for vampire vampire vampire vampire behavior, Lianya asked after raising her hand to bring Emil's attention back to herself, where the conversation had been repeatedly derailed from the view that it was other reproductive behavior for vampires.

"Just asking... sounds very dangerous."

Even if it's still good because it's under the control of Frau and Lianya properly now, I don't even feel it's enough to treat them as dangerous goods if they tell me that they're the ones who can keep eating people one after another if that control comes off with some kind of clap.

Moreover, to say that the study of the complementary techniques of that soul is failing, no matter how many people are eaten by the contents of the armor, there can be no end to its predatory practices.

"Right. That's why I don't want to get my hands on it. What does Lenya want with that armor?

"As a matter of fact, the brave men of the Beast Clan came to this city. My behavior was so ridiculous, I chased him back once, but he told me he was coming to see me next with a proper messenger and a set of steps..."

"I can't say no from the standpoint."

"Yeah, but I don't think they'll convince me by submitting that armor as it is and saying this is the brave one."

At least they definitely told me to show you what's in it.

So if you show me what's in it, it's just got that black smoky chunk in it, and I don't really think you'll convince me that this is the brave one.

"I mean, you want something to show me?

"That's right. Ideally, I wish there was something people-like in there."

Extreme stories, Lianya thinks it's okay to just have a raw head in your helmet where you can have a conversation.

If you take off your helmet and show only your head, and have a conversation and the other person even convinces you that this is a brave man, there's nothing wrong with Lianya, even if it's not down from your neck.

"Wow... the creation of the vessel of God... that's a hassle"

"The vessel of God?

Lianya says to the parrot a word he can't hear.

"I keep talking about complementing my soul earlier. The body made of perfect ratios made under the idea that the soul of God should be put into vessels worthy of it. The soul tends to be dragged by the flesh, so it's been studied because the soul is perfect, but the body is incomplete, which means nothing."

I think Lianya would have chewed more than one of you on that story because it's something that gets so much information.

But even if I think about it, I don't put it on my face or in my mouth.

Because we know that if we let it out, it will damage Emil's mood.

"I guess I don't have to make something so strict this time, but I need to talk to Frau about it once around."

"Can you ask for that story? And as soon as I can."

It was in the present situation that we did not know how soon the Witches and Braves of the Beast Nation would come again, but we absolutely needed to be prepared to say that we would keep them out of trouble whenever they came.

"Whatever it is, I'll talk to Frau from me."

"Right, hey, I want to ask you for that.... I don't care if they go all the way to me."

Emil makes you laugh at it, but the words you're saying aren't like you can laugh and flow.

Lianya turns her rugged gaze to Emil.

"That's possible," he said?

"I can't say enough about it. Lenya and Frau are the only ones controlling me."

When you say you get your hands on something you don't control yourself, it's usually suicidal, but Emil laughs.

"If you think it's dangerous, you can turn this story down..."

"Wouldn't it be okay if Lenya could talk to Frau about it? I guess that's what you need, huh?

"That's well..."

If Emil seems too wary, it seems to me better to reopen him and introduce him as this is the brave man, rather than force him to.

It was a story that I couldn't anticipate the impact of doing so.

"My biggest worry is that my sleep will be shredded because it looks like a rush job"

"That's... sorry..."

To Emil, who told him to stand aside, without knowing what else to do, Lianya merely bowed her head.