Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

It was quite a different sight to say that a man over 2 m tall was sewn from his back into the earth by a sword with one hand missing one leg.

If the people see it, they will not let Lianya have any emotions whatsoever, either in reality or in the sight of doubting the contents of their own heads, in that incredible sight.

Looking down at the Demon Clan, who would not stop doing anything anyway, whether it was in pain or trying to escape, Lotus Ya stepped on the pattern of the stabbed sword and implanted the blade even deeper so as not to fall through firmly.

He does not lend his ear to the screams raised again, and Lianya turns her attention to the surrounding situation.

Even though Lianya worked pretty hard and the elves took over the attack and said they worked even harder, the number of saying 20,000 is still not the number that quickly and easily disintegrates.

The attack by the monsters continues, exposing so many bodies that the forest air smells bloody.

But it was also, slightly, loosening the hand of the attack.

Lotus Yaya speculates that information is spreading among the demons that the demons, who were probably the chief of the army, said they had been debated.

If you lose your head, it is common for the army to end up with the people of the United States, no matter how many of them you have.

Moreover, if we become a bunch of less intelligent demons, if the strong are defeated, it is difficult for those beneath them to continue the fight.

"Still, the battle is ongoing," he said. That's a total pain in the ass. "

Move the pattern of the Great Sword as you step on it, and the scream of the unspoken demon clan will rise.

He seemed to be talking about something, but Lianya doesn't know what he's talking about.

As a word, it comes into my ear, but I don't feel comfortable understanding it.

If I try to force myself to understand, I can see that they are apparently postponing and repeating the dictated complaints of "stop," "help," and "do this".

It doesn't make any sense, Lianya shrugs her shoulders.

If this were to be spoken of by an army general who treated the soldiers in the fort and the elves who served in the fort properly as prisoners, it would be understandable.

We've been treating you right, so it's an absolute demand that we treat you the same way.

But Lianya hasn't seen the scene, but the demons and demons should have ravaged the fort as much as they thought.

I imagine you've been practicing some kind of behavior on soldiers and fortified women without even leaving a corpse.

Lotus Yaya thinks it's really strange to say that such a thing should be treated like this now because the position has been reversed.

We've been in a ravaged war, so on the contrary, we're not supposed to be in a position to complain about being exterminated.

When he starts to think about it that way, Lotus Yakiya does not hesitate to step on the pattern of the Great Sword even further, seemingly so neglectful of the noisy Demon Clan under his feet.

"Hey, you, look back at what we did, huh?

One step, Lianya speaks to the demon clan at her feet as she hears the magnitude of the scream has risen.

The voice is truly serene, but its serenity, on the contrary, terrorizes the devil tribe.

"Do you think we can save ourselves what we've done and get help? If that's what you think, I'm impressed with how smart you are."

It was Lianya who said so, but there are other reasons why she is unwilling to let the demon clan at her feet escape.

After seeing Lianyi's weapons, this demon clan said it would return to the country.

That's probably because this demon clan recognized Lianya as a threat, or a risk factor, Lianya thinks.

In other words, if we return this demonic tribe to the country alive, information will be known among the demonic tribes that says, "People have dangerous figures who say Lenya-kunugi".

It was Lotus Ya who didn't even think he was that dangerous, but the problem was only one thing to say what they thought, and once they put such a rettel on him, the Demons would hit their hands trying to do something about Lotus Ya every time something happened.

It was Lianya who didn't feel like it was a big problem, but if I could still do it, I would never have gotten past the problem less.

Until that day when life comes, if you can eat something appropriately delicious, live in a comfortable home, and somehow let a moisturizing figure samurai around there, then you're all hail.

I will pay for the firepowder that will or will come down, but I do not want to go ahead and increase the firepowder.

From time to time, I think Lianya is jumping into the firepowder that is pouring down.

Nothing but give up that the inconsistency around it is something we have no choice about.

Because it's not something you can do whenever you want, like not bracing, a unified way of life, etc.

"Forget that..."

Lianya gathers consciousness in order to ascertain the identity of the voice she heard during the battle.

Techniques such as pronouncements were somewhat unusable because Flau used them occasionally, but Lianya could not use them.

< Kroir? Mr. Kroir on the extinct wall? < Who is the extinct wall!? Can you stop giving me two strange names? It's modest, but there's a place that's bloated and soft, even for me! The reply came back immediately. For once, leave aside the mild surprise of saying if there is a place that is swollen or soft, and Lianya continues the conversation. What's your situation? We've cleaned up the Demons. It's a defensive subject, and it's shredding enemy power. I'm keeping it tight, but the wounded are starting to come out. The demon started to cross the line...... did you defeat the demon clan!? < I knocked him down. Still alive, though. I thought you were watching. If it hadn't been for the warnings of the Cloire, he would have taken a blow when the Demons flew in the attack. Whatever the magic, from Lianya, who calls herself only a regular swordsman, it is beyond imagination to say that a sword strike will fly, etc. < I watched it at first, but it stopped from there on the way >

Well, you know what?

< Please help me with that! What a feeling it really feels like! Voices, or rushes mixed with concern. Lotus Yaya replied, wondering if it was such an unsavory situation, I'm done with your work. In Lianya's view, the Elves alone managed to see defense succeed if there were not even the Demons, and if the Elf junction was maintained and there was not even enough magic to use to attack. Even then, before entering into the battle with the Demons, Lianya is considerably less, and there are many demons that have self-destructed. Victims will certainly be there, but I didn't think it would be a total collapse. < I'll give you a reward! Please! < Reward hey...... depends on what you give me >

< What do you want!? Whatever you want nani is fine!? I'll give you the full flavor of the bottom line of the elf! <... carnivorous blonde is on time >

Answering, Lianya puts her neck around wondering if her outlook would have been a little sweet.

Cloire's thoughts made me wonder if I could still afford it around pinching a simoneta in my reward, because I realized that the fruit, it seemed, was a chopped feather that I said I couldn't get stuck.

Is it like spirituality is directly connected to each other, or is the emotional swing of the speaker quite direct?

It's a rough elf.

< As for stupidity and voyage and complaining in general, I'll be responsible and I'll ask you everything later, so please hurry up and sooo much! Finally, listening to Cloire's thoughts with a cry in them, Lianya returns to her elf position just a little quicker. In conclusion, with Lianya entering, the defensive line in the elf's position was really lightly tilted and the elves prevailed. Numerous demons were on the run when the demon clan that was the head of the army was defeated, and the demons who took Lotus Ya's eyes and told him to just eat the elves and go home, etc. rather gutsy, also understand that if Lotus Ya rushes with a decoy knife where the elves are attacking a thorough battle, there will only be more deaths. However, when they understood, it was already too late, and the demons who stuck to the elves until the end were slashed, worn, and feathers that exposed their bodies to the earth. "And I thought I was going to die..." By the dawn of the sky, as most of the elves were exhausted and sat on the ground, Cloire, who still sat up as well, said so from under his rough breath. There are tears all over the clothes, and there are even more bloody stains everywhere, presenting a terrible appearance. At the end of the battle, there were several close fights with demons who had crossed the line, and each time, the clower and the students of the school put in more than the approaching demons and repelled them from time to time. Even though it was an absolute advantage over numbers, it was almost the first experience for school students to say they could exchange weapons directly with demons, with great mental fatigue in addition to physical fatigue. "Such a big deal. It wouldn't have been a big deal. I took care of the demons." In the midst of nobody trying to move, the one person who is healthy is Lianya. Dragging together five or six bodies of demons that still hold the prototype, rolling within the boundaries of the battlefield elves, is quickly dismantling them and then prolonging the work of piling them with the mountains. From goblins and oaks, demonic stones can be picked for once, although of poor quality. In the Auga Class, the quality of the Demon Stone will be slightly better, and Lotus Yaya, who taught Chloe that the Horn of Auga can be sold as a material, ran all the way here to collect the bodies. Incidentally, the horn of the orga dries well in the sun, and when crushed and powdered, it becomes a source of nourishing medicine. "It's 20,000 to 700!? Even without the Demons, I think it was enough to die." "I wonder if I can describe it as a dying eye in a battle that puts you to a line on enough positions, and you can hit me with magic without worrying about losing your magic? I'm going to make it a lot easier, but if Lianya says, Cloire will shut up without the strength to argue. Surely, without the magic supply from Lianya, it would have been a much worse battle. In the first place, I wouldn't have been able to form such a huge bond, so I can also understand that Croix might have said it under the belly of an oak by now, crushed by a number of violence. Compared to that, it made it a lot easier, I guess it's no exaggeration to say. "I don't want to do it again, if I may." "I can't tell you that." Right near Lianya, who laughs at him for saying so, Flau is digging hard for a hole. An elf soldier borrows what he seems to have brought with him with the intention of digging even in the trenches, digging holes in the ground hard, but the cloir has no idea what the hell he intends to use. During the battle, Frau also worked quite mixed up with the soldiers, but I don't see the colour of fatigue at all. All that or the holes that dig in silently are quite wide, and you can see how Frau is proceeding to dig the holes unconsciously without resting. "I can't get it together, and Croix will be back in town once I get some firewood and oil." "Fine, though. What do you use it for? 'Cause there's a dead demon left of a pretty prototype.' Lianya says as she looks around the battlefield where the light of day began to plug in. "Do I have to do post-processing? "I see. I'll arrange it right away. And choose a soldier with minor injuries to help you." "That helps, there's gonna be events after this." The word "event" was a cloire that caught on to something, but I'm going to fix the selection of soldiers to help Lotus Yan without asking, and the hand that should bring firewood and oil from the city. "Frau, is there such a strong and durable string to the fire? "Master, use this. It won't burn, and even if the orgasms pull each other in ten, they won't cut it." Lotus Yaya receives a bunch of ropes offered by Flau. "That's amazing." After a series of tasks, once back in the city, Kroir went to talk to Shion and Lorna, who were waiting at the transfer gate, while making arrangements for the firewood and oil requested by Lianya. To the two people who have heard that Lianya is safe, Kroir is asking the people's continent to bring back information that the same thing can happen here and back to the city of Kuklika. When they were sure they were right, they dived the transfer gate asking for a message from Kroir that they would return to Lianya first. Cloire, smiling off their backs, pulls her luggage back to Lianya's place. So Lianya and Frau were doing strange work. As the soldiers who were helping watched with a somewhat subtle look, what Lianya was putting together was a cross combination of thick wood. As far as Cloire can tell, they apparently work together in a raw tree of considerable thickness, but I don't see what the hell you're going to do with it. "Um, Lenya. I brought firewood and oil." If you speak roughly, your face will be raised as Lianya noticed the presence of Cloire. "Oh, tired" "And there's a message from Mr. Theon. We know you're safe, so we're going back to the people's continent first." "Oh well. Right. I have to go report on this one." Even as he snorted, Lianya wouldn't stop working. When he finishes assembling the cross platform, Lianya drags him off the black object that was rolling a little further away. Cloire, who laid eyes on the object, took his breath. Light purple hair dirty with soil and blood. I have my whole body wrapped in black iron armor, but I have no ahead from my left arm elbow and no ahead from my left foot knee. From the back of that body, the great sword was piercing the roots, and I immediately wondered if the cloir was a corpse, but after watching for a while I could tell it was a bug breath but it was still alive. "Oh, could that be" "Oh, yeah. This mastermind-like demon clan." Throw the demon clan that has dragged me to the top of the cross so that I can be belly hungry. There's a big sword piercing through my back, so I can't lean back. From there, he taps the pattern of the sword on his back and punches the blade protruding from his belly into the cross table. A weak voice rises, but Lianya ignores it, reaching out to the stick next to the cross to tie the edge of her elbow with the rope she receives from Flau, and her feet align with the vertical stick to rope the edge of her knee. If you put this in the center of the hole that Frau dug so hard for, it would be the completion of an unusual platform. "All right, all you have to do is lay demon bodies, firewood and oil at this guy's feet, and the work's done." To Lianya, who proclaims with a smile, were the soldiers of the somewhat pulling elves, but it is true that the demonic bodies have to be processed, so we get to the task of moving into the hole the mountains that Lianya was plucking and piling up the demonic stones and the demonic bodies that are still rolling around them. By this time, the majority of those who took part in the battle, who recovered some of their health, began to take part in the work, and in man-made sea tactics, demonic bodies are stacked in holes dug up by Frau on a steep pitch. Foot, Lianya said, but the mountain that can be done is so tall that it firmly fills the area around the demon's chest. "You guys... do this... just do it..." "Kroir, can you just set the fire to it? "Oh, me? Ignoring the voice of the demon clan that sounded cut off, when Lianya said that to Chloe, Chloe asked back with an unexpected look. "Well, if you're an elf, anyone can. The elves in the fort are hateful and meaningful... and I don't think you can experience burning down the Demons inside." "So is that... then" As the other elf soldiers watched, a step forward, Cloire shouted up and told the Demons. "Demons! This is the flame of retribution for the men of the fort you killed unharmed! Taste it thoroughly before you go to hell! "Ya... stop... lol! Without hearing the voice of the Demon Clan, Cloir exercises the magic of Fire. Its mountain, which is sprinkled with plenty of oil, soon starts to burst with red flames. I scream at the pain of saying that the only demon tribe that had breath would burn alive in the piled mountains. Tough as a serial creature, it will therefore continue to burn for a considerable amount of time until the Demon clan dies. Only Lianya and Frau were normally in operational condition as the elves watched over the sight to their chests for various thoughts. "Uh, it's over. It's over. What should I get for the reward? "Flau thinks it would be good to have something that would be money or something that looks delicious! I was wondering if you would shut up for a moment, watching the black smoke that could get into the burning flames, and listening to the screams of the demons mixing there, it was a cloire I think.