I wrap and strengthen my magic all over my body, and it slashes me all at once.

Slashing the first one into a horizontal girdle, the soldier's body falls apart, splitting up and down, because of the reinforcement.

"Damn it, he's serious!

The face of the soldiers is tightened by the murder of one person.

... it would be more helpful if you could afford it...

I bounce back the slashing sword, slashing it vertically from the top. And send your gaze to the next person.

Slash down another one and get back on your feet.

"... seven more..."

"Damn, you guys are slaughtered at the same time!

"" "Ugh!!

Three men are slashed at the same time, one with a sword, one with a sword, the other with his left hand grabbing the wrist of the other.

Kick the soldier who grabbed his wrist, slash the opponent who played the sword, and then slash the other one on the sideburn as it were.

"That's it!!

When I sent my gaze to the voice that hung from behind, Al was playing his sword and had his sword poked at his neck.

"What can happen to these women?

Al screams at a soldier who laughs niggardly.

"Tell me about me! I can get away with this now! Run!

... What should I do? I'm confident I can win even against all of them. But...

I draw one conclusion.

I stabbed my two-handed sword to the ground, let go and raised my hands.

"This will do...... let go of that sword"

Al and Shall both had crying eyes at my actions and stared at me.

"Huh, that's fine. Even a woman you don't know doesn't like to be killed in front of you? You're so sweet."

A soldier lowers his sword from Al's neck.

- I've been waiting for that timing.

"Air Bullet"

The magic unleashed from my hand struck directly into the face of the soldier who had poked his sword at me until earlier, and flew straight up from his neck.

"What!? Magic!?

Surprised soldiers are plucked and slashed with a stabbed sword on the ground.

The battle was won in a matter of minutes.

There were carcasses rolling around me that were soldiers.

... For the first time, I killed people for the first time...

My first interpersonal match with the game, and I killed my opponent without any sensation.

The thought tightens my chest.

And - I threw up.

"Oeh...... gee ho gee ho......"

When I was crawling on all fours and throwing up, I felt it on my back.

"... for us... thank you..."

When I looked up at the words, I smiled gently with tears - there was Shall's face.

Shall stroked my back all the time until I lost my vomiting.

"Thank you. I've settled down."

I get up and look around.

Look down at the body rolling there and sigh loudly.

... I can't go back.

God, tell me why you've come to this world.

If it was Lanobe or something, would you say "It's God" when you send it to a different world and show up and tell me why?

With that in mind, I think about the rest of this, but as soon as I had no choice, I came to the conclusion.

"First of all, these soldiers' bodies..."

I can't judge for myself. Do I have to throw a round at the guild......

I'm going to take a soldier's body from one end to dimensional storage.

The robe, which had just been dressed because of it, was stained with blood again in battle with the soldiers.

I grabbed another new robe and weaved my feathers.

"-So, all we have to do is show you to the city of the Kingdom of Salandir, right? I got caught up in this. I'll show you."

When I smiled and answered, Charles had a full smile.

"Ha! Thank you. Now we can find Master Natalie."

... Huh?

... Natalie...?

... Could it be...

"- What's Natalie... Natalie the little Lori...? I'm talking about myself," The Sage of Dusk "..."

"Do you know Master Natalie!? Yes, I haven't seen him in ten years, but he was small back then..."

I look up to heaven unexpectedly.

I don't feel like getting into any trouble. Whatever, it's that Natalie.

"Oh, I know. I live in the city. It's opening a magic prop shop."

You found hope in that word. Charles grins.

"- I truly thank the goddess Tiltalia for this miraculous encounter"

Shull joins his hands, meditates his eyes and continues his words of gratitude.

“Tiltalia." Is that the God of this world?

Speaking of which, you didn't even go to church because you couldn't afford it. Why don't you go back to the city once?

Is that...? Speaking of which, Al is much quieter.

When I send Al my gaze, for some reason Al is moisturizing his eyes and dyeing his cheeks red.

- And Al opened his mouth like it was lit.

"Dear Toya... is anyone there?"

I couldn't help but admire the unexpected words.

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