"...help me. I need your help, Shiroe-san.
　Shiroe intuited something strange in the voice that pushed down the sense of loss locked tightly in his chest.

　Shiroe knows that Minori was aiming at him.
　Because Minori was trying to observe and memorize everything Shiroe did on the battlefield, from the way she walked to her casual habits and thinking, Shiroe wanted to teach her everything she knew.

　Minori always returned the teachings with an effort of more than 100 points.

　Shiroe didn't know what kind of life Minori had lived on the original Earth. She never asked him. But the sense of responsibility he sees in Minori is a virtue Shiroe finally never had. Shiroe is aware of the fact that he has been running around. It's from the idea of making a place for herself.

　Minori does not run away from that.
　I've never run away in the past, and I won't run away in the future.
　She is a girl who decides where she will fight from the start.
　It's nice to see her admire him, but I'm the one who's saved by Minori's certainty, Shiroe thought, etc.

　That's why I don't think Minori has ever "relied" on Shiroe. She trusted Shiroe and probably forgave her and tried to learn from her, but I don't think she ever spoiled her.
　It's probably her own kind of pride. Shiroe appreciated the girl Minori, including that much.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're going to do with it. It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're looking at.

''We have a victim. It's Rundelhaus-san. He's........''
　I can hear the sound of disturbed breathing and shouting behind Minori's telepathic voice as she lets go.

　The telephonic function is like a poorly made cell phone.
　On the receiving end, the audio playback is near the eardrum, so there's no risk of sound leaking out into the surroundings, but the speaker has to speak verbally and also picks up sounds from the surroundings.
　Apparently, Minori is still on the battlefield, or close to it. The surroundings seem noisy, and I can hear a woman's voice.

''He is,''
"Rudy is ... the earthling.
　Suddenly, a voice interrupts.
　Shiroe guessed that the voice was probably the bird girl Minori had mentioned, Isuzu. She was speaking so clearly in someone else's telepathic speech, she must be touching her own to Minori's lips as she spoke.

　Shiroe understood it all with that one word.
　She stood up to kick off the desk and jumped out of the tent, carrying a single magic bag that lay nearby. Twice he blows his whistle and heads for the central square of the equestrian garden, leaving no time for the arrival of the Eagle Lion (Gryphon).

"Status report, Minori.
　He entered the square in three big steps and caught the telepathic officer on hand and shouted at him to call Karashin.

'A fierce battle occurred while defending the town of Chowsi. Although the battle was won, Rundelhaus-san was fatally wounded in the process. The resuscitation spell failed, however, his body temperature and pulse are both present....... But he won't regain consciousness.''

--The resuscitation spell fails.

　Shiroe jumps up, more than halfway unconscious, as the griffon comes across the heavens. He barely noticed that Akatsuki, who had followed like a shadow exactly behind him, had slipped into his arms and lightly signaled to the gryphon, who had tightened his belly band.
　The large, well-trained riding demon beast, relying only on that small signal, jumped up into the darkening night sky.

''My pulse is weakening........''
Again with the resurrection spell.
I did it twice. He won't wake up.

　The resurrection spell is a spell to revive a dead comrade.
　It's a miraculous spell to say this, but the difficulty level is not that high. In terms of levels, all the healers who are over 20 can learn it. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm sure it's not.
　That's probably why Minori telepathically telegraphed Shiroe after she tried it twice.

(No, it's more than that...)

　The Earthmen are not adventurers. If they died, their deaths were absolute and they would not be resurrected in the Great Hall of God. Beyond the telepathic communication, you can hear a stifled sobbing and a voice talking to you as background noise.

'Enumerate the place and the members there,'
'I'm Touya. Isuzu-san. Mr. Serara. And Mr. Rundelhaus, who will not be resuscitated. "Located in the middle of Chowsi Town, at the Great Crossroads.
Security?
No sign of the enemy in the vicinity. However, the battle is probably continuing in the coastal area. We have no idea when the goblins will attack here.

　--It's over.
　The earthlings are about to lose their lives as a result of the damage they received in battle. I'm not going to be able to say that this is the end of the situation. I'm sure that the earthling's spirit was still intact for a short period of time, but if the spell didn't work, then the earthling was in hindsight.

"Brother Shiroe, help Rudy!
　I suddenly heard a strong voice in my ear.

'Brother Rudy, you know. It's stupid and dumb, but he's strong and cool. Brother Rudy was trying to help us.
"I was the one who brought Rudy here. No, it wasn't me, but I didn't stop Rudy from wanting to come. White....e-san. If I can do anything...'
　The confused voices are the girls from earlier, Isuzu and Touya.

--Needed.

　Minori's words echo in her ears.
　The words are cooling Shiroe's consciousness more and more.

　The image is of asphalt that looks like frost on a winter night. She lies on that asphalt and her body heat is being lost. It's ominous, but supremely clear, and that's the image of Shiroe's 'liberation'.
　The thought of being released from the restrictions begins to run amok. The disparate images examine the combination of possibilities (matrix) in order to explore all paths.

(If Minori relies on it, she must help.)

　It is no longer a will, but a premise.
　To fulfill the premise, Shiroe continues to think fast.

'Instruct Serara. Chant a resuscitation spell.
"Yes.
　Without a moment's pause, Minori replies.
　There is no rebuttal as to why, or that it didn't work. Minori trusts Shiroe completely. "I believed that Shiroe would be able to handle it," he said, and put in a telepathic communication.

　That was, of course, a convenient assumption.
　There are things even Shiroe can't do. In fact, there are far more things that she can't do. You can say that you can't do anything.
　But that is a small matter. What you can't do, you can't do. It's only a matter of time before you find out what you can't do. What is important right now is that Minori believed that she could do it, and if that's the case, Shiroe can only give you one answer.

　If so, Shiroe's answer was to believe that she could do it.

　Belief rebuilt the combinations (possibilities) that had been removed from Shiroe's mind as impossible and shed light on them from a new angle.

'I think my pulse is stronger......... But it won't return to consciousness.'
Stand by for 150 seconds. Touya will be on alert for the area. Isuzu will sing an MP recovery song, and 150 seconds later, Minori will perform a revival spell.
"Yes.

　Shiroe recalls the story of Li-Gan.
　Rundelhaus is dead. Whether you are an earthling or an adventurer, death is death. Death in this other world begins with the cessation of physical activity. First, the body ceases to move, and the mind is separated from the body.
　The spirit side should be in a state of being trapped in darkness.
　The reason for this phenomenon is that there is no communication between the soul and the spirit.

　Then the expansion of the soul begins.
　Haku is the fundamental energy of the body, the chi. This process is called raku-haku. The more robust and high-level beings are, the more energy they have in their bodies. In other words, it takes more time to fall into the spirit.

　Rundel House was a physically fragile magical attacker, and it hadn't even reached the mid-level. The pace of falling into the ghost will be fast. Perhaps.......... Perhaps, but the revival spell was too late.
　The resurrection spell used by the resurrectionists is a spell that replenishes the body in the fall and rebuilds it as a vessel for the soul, reuniting it with the soul.
　He collects the energy that has been dispersed into the surrounding atmosphere and uses the restorative practitioner's own energy to restore the body.

　In the case of a person who has a temperature and a pulse, it's thought that the body is regenerating itself to a certain degree. The reason why he didn't regain consciousness was because his soul and recombination with his body hadn't been successful.
　If that was the case, then perhaps.

　If that was the case, then the diffusion of the soul - the scattering of the soul - had begun. The soul is a spiritual energy, a vehicle for the mind. The soul that lost its body begins to dissipate. In the same way, the spirit that has lost its soul is lost because it cannot maintain its identity.

　The low level of Rundel House must have been in the midst of being in the process of being reduced to a state of ghosting.
　If you are an adventurer, you will be transferred to the Temple of the Great Shrine, your body will be automatically repaired, and your soul will be connected to the repaired body. If the body is not lost, there is no dissipated soul. In other words, even if the physical death comes, the death of the spirit does not come. Resurrection by a new body - immortality.

'150 seconds have passed. 150 seconds elapsed. I'm projecting a resurrection spell.
'One hundred and fifty seconds later, another Selara revival spell. I'm on my way to you now. Keep it going, alternate chanting for eight minutes.
　I can hear Minori's report. Minori and the other 20 or so levels of resurrection spells are pretty primitive. They take so long to chant and are so unprotected that they are practically impossible to use in combat, and the reuse restriction time is up to 300 seconds.

　But fortunately, there are two recovery practitioners near Rundel House, Serara and Minori, although they are still fledgling.

　I'm not sure how much of an MP-consuming resurrection spell can be used in succession, but I'll have to leave that up to the field.

　The direct trigger for the dispersal of souls is the progression of falling into poverty. The mourning of the body to be returned leads to the diffusion of spiritual energy. How far they can stop the spirits that have already begun to dissipate depends on Minori and her team's revival spell.

　The rest is up to you.

"Akatsuki, support me.
　At Shiroe's words, Akatsuki, who had been settled in his arms, twisted his body and turned to face Shiroe. The passenger, who hadn't made a single sound from earlier, turned around in the terrifying environment of the gryphon's back and hugged Shiroe tightly in the nighttime wind that ripped through her skin.

　Siloe closes her eyes lightly and holds out her hand, imagining the items she has in her bag. I don't know what the item you need is. I don't even know if it will be successful.
　But even so, Shiroe has found the right item for the magic she is about to perform. Shiroe spent a lot of time mixing the ink. It was the only bottle of soul fragments in the world.



　It was the only piece of soul that could be found in the world.



　In the dusk, accompanied by a female knight, Reinesia arrived at the battlefield.
　This vicinity of the canyon was within the area of influence of the strike force led by Krusty, and they had received word that a certain level of safety had been secured, and Reinesia was in the process of moving to the next observation point.

''U........''
Are you okay?
　The female knight holding the paperwork doesn't seem to be bothered by it, but she still calls out to me. The deaths of sub-humans and "earthlings" come swiftly. If left unattended, their bodies will dissipate in less than half a day.

　But this battlefield has just been produced.
　The smell of blood is raw and pungent to Raynesia. Fortunately, the summer breeze blowing through the greenery was still better than he had imagined, but he still couldn't turn his gaze down to his feet.

　The female knight paced on.
　She's going to meet up with Krusty down the road to report and confirm the details of the mission, Reinesia has heard.

　The female knight - a woman who called herself Colonel Takayama-san - had told Reinesia that she was a battlefield patrol (field monitor) team.
　In battle, especially in large scale battles and in places with poor visibility, it's extremely difficult to grasp the entire situation while actually fighting in the vanguard.
　Therefore, D.D.D.'s are separate from the actual Legion Raids, with platoon to company-sized field monitor teams. The main role of the Field Patrol is to monitor the entire battlefield from a distance using optical instruments and magic, and report battle information to the front-line commander.

　Reinesia knew that Takayama San-Colonel was a high-ranking officer in the "D.D.D.". This was because of the attitude of the people around him.

　It's a good idea to check your route beforehand so that you don't have to wade through too many trees, so the descent to the bottom of the ravine didn't take as long as you thought it would. Accompanied by her knight-in-waiting escort, Reinesia reached the stone riverbed, where the stream flowed about five meters wide.

　This place seems to hit the upstream of the battlefield we were looking at from the heights, and there are no signs of goblin carcasses or battles. The sound of the cool, dry stream seems to chase away the summer heat.

　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you want to do. Some are bathing in the water with their upper body naked, others are cleaning their weapons.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more information on this topic.

　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're doing. Sometimes I would go to the training grounds and address the knights as I walked, and the knights of Maihama, for example, would line up with their spears in line.
　I'm not sure I've ever walked among such shattered, aristocratic, and, by aristocratic common sense, disrespectful knights.

　Of course, Leinecia is the daughter of the earth, the daughter of Maihama. Even if Akiva is a member of the League of Free Cities of Eastar, there is no direct relationship between the two cities and they are not obligated to pay respect to Reinesia.
　It's not that she doesn't want to be offended by such things, either, and she's increasingly convinced that she's an adventurer of a different culture.

　It is surprising that they didn't just ignore her. When they walked by, the Adventurer would greet them with a loud voice.

The Adventurer would greet them in a loud voice, "Don't worry, Princess. "Don't worry, Princess, we'll take care of this war for you. We'll take care of this war for you.
We're the only goblins in the army.
'Hime, are you sure it's safe to come here?　Ah, so you're with Ms. Takayama. Kuwa-Bara, Kuwa-Bara.
'Hahaha!　Princess, our general is just down the road.
Just be careful you don't get hit by any of those stray arrows, okay?

　It was such a rough word that one would wonder if this was the kind of mercenary they were talking about, but Reinesia didn't feel strangely bad about it. Perhaps it's because the adventurers don't mean to belittle Reinesia, but because they know that this tone of voice is normal for them and that they spoke to her in a friendly manner.

　Reinesia is a recluse.
　Basically, they are not good at talking and communicating with others.

　I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I've learned from my strict upbringing that the mask of a perfect young lady is not going to work well with the adventurers.
　The adventurers are unfamiliar with the culture of the nobility, and they don't just misunderstand and act on their own accord if we give them a confused look, a small nod, or a sad frown.

　After some serious consideration, which is unusual for Reinesia, we came up with a new, uniquely Reinesia-unique way of doing things that would not embarrass the daughter of the Corwin family, but would conform to the simple etiquette of the Adventurers to the greatest extent possible.

　She would raise her right hand to chest level, smile, and give it a small wave. When an adventurer gives me advice or speaks to me, I examine the conversation and say a simple, "Thank you," after which I thank him. It's a good thing that you're able to get the most out of this.
　I'm not sure if this is the right way to go, but I'm sure it's the right way to go because we are adventurers and we are in a battlefield.　He thought.

　It's not at all what Raynesia thought, but her cute gestures and honest smile seemed to be welcomed by the knights in the strike force with great favor.

　This mixed strike force was organized around the D.D.D.'s unit to ensure that their command would be well received as they came under Krusty's command. However, this would give both D.D.D. and Krusty too much influence at the Round Table, and the idea was to create a force that would show the unity of the Round Table.

　Because the members include the Black Sword Knights and the Honestis, their mantles and insignia are not the same. That's why it was a strange sight for Reinesia, who had always thought of the guild as a "family gate" in the aristocratic sense of the word.
　A "family gate" in an aristocratic society is quite complex. In general, their relations are often hostile, though the intertwining of blood relations and interests makes it difficult to comment on them in a nutshell. It is against this background that the Free Cities Alliance Eastar has yet to unify.

　However, on this battlefield, no such confrontation is apparent.
　The city's soldiers, of course, seem to relax in small groups, some in mixed units for a snack, others leaving their armor with others to be checked. Could it be the Transportation Corps?

　Reynecia realized the other true nature of the uncomfortable feeling she was feeling.
　Despite the fact that so many knights were present, he didn't see any servants or squires. Colonel Takayama had explained to me that it was a 'more elite unit of the elite', and if it was that kind of unit, the weakest of the weak might be the slowest of the weak, but how is it that there are so many of them and not a single servant?

It would appear that the Adventurers are free from the status quo, as well.

　I understand that it's freedom, but when it comes to action as a reality, each one of them was unexpected and amusing to Raynesia.

Oh, I get it. I'm sure you'll be able to find it. I'll keep you posted.
　At the end of the stone riverbed, in the square where the mountain stream twists and turns into an abyss, it was Krusty who was sweating. Krusty had taken off only the upper half of his armor and was wiping sweat off his face.
　Even in the midst of this, he was muttering about whether he was in contact with the remote communication magic unique to the Adventurer, but when he saw Takayama Sanji and Reinesia's group, he glanced back at them.

　Krusty was in no hurry to wipe his tightly wrung out body with a tightly wrung out cloth. You may be familiar with Krusty's hawk-like calmness, but when he approached, Takayama Sansa began to report back to you quickly, report in hand.
　With his back turned, Krusty listens to the report.

(You have a pretty amazing body........)

　He hadn't felt that much when he was wearing elegant clothes at the court, but seeing his naked back like this. It gave him an overwhelming sense of physical strength. The muscular back had a kind of wild animal-like beauty, and Reinesia couldn't help but stare at it unwittingly.

(.......... Huh!　What am I looking at?

　Reinesia shakes her head and gets caved in.
　When I'm with Krusty, all I can do is get out of shape.
　I miss my room in the calm of Maiama. Reinesia is a real recluse, preferring to live a lazy, vegetative life of eating and sleeping. Her greatest hobby was basking in the sun, and she even thought she could enjoy herself if she became an old woman prematurely.
　From the point of view of Reinesia's principles, I think it's fair to say that I've become a bit of a degenerate.

I understand. Then, from the next point onwards, we will increase the surveillance system in the vicinity.
　Krusty had also finished changing his clothes by the time the Takayama Trident had finished his report. Her armor was still the same, but she had apparently replaced her undergarments. His restless expression was the same as the one he had shown in the 'Old Court of Eternal Ice', and it was even more annoying.

''How is the battlefield?''
　Krusty asks as he approaches.
　Reinesia feels uncomfortable and unexplained, as the difference in height causes her to look up from below. She looks innocent and happy in the middle of a fight.
　I'm tempted to wonder if that was just an illusion, and the crusty, polite, "Youkai Mind Peeping" person is just in front of me.

'Were you frightened?'
　Krusty made fun of Reinesia, who was caught up in her own pensive thoughts and delayed in her reply.

''That's not true. I thought Krusty-sama would protect you.''
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most of it. It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

''--It seems to be becoming quite popular.
　The group of adventurers who had been gazing at Krusty and Reinesia in the distance stopped dead in their tracks as Reinesia spun around. It's a very uncomfortable situation for Reinesia as well, so she gave a small wave of her hand and smiled, and many of the adventurers seemed to smile and return to their duties.

'I suppose it doesn't really matter, Master Krusty.
　Reinesia turns to Krusty in frustration at being diverted. It's a good thing that you're able to get a good idea of what you're talking about.

"About--
　Reinesia was about to step forward to say another word when a howl echoed throughout the valley. The voice echoed from the eastern ridge, and even though it was clearly visible from a distance, it blew a cold wind into Reinesia's chest.

'That was...'
It's a direwolf. That's a pretty big one. It's a Huge.
...Goblin King, is it?
The Goblin King isn't on the battlefield. He won't be coming out of the Seven Falls Fortress. This is the Goblin general's personal guard.
"The Kingsguard...
　Raynesia selfishly clasps her hands tightly together in front of her chest. You've seen the courageous battle of Krusty and his friends last night, and you know they are very capable. But Reinesia herself doesn't know anything about battles, and that's why she's so anxious about them. And Krusty, moreover, feels in danger of melting away in the midst of the battle.

　I'm not sure whether to ask for weight or encourage it, but the demon wolf's fierce howl echoes in the ears of Reinesia again. Hearing that voice, Krusty twisted her lips and muttered with a cruel smile.

''Let's put the cleaning of the nest on the back burner, and for now, let's just bleed the trash out of Zantorif, shall we?



　You're not going to be able to do that.



　The long central street in the town of Chowsi was the perfect airstrip for the gryphon. Shiroe gently touched Akatsuki's head on the back of the gryphon, who used the lift of his wings to slide into the air without twitching his wings, and said, "Please clear the area. Don't let the players or the monsters get close," he whispered.
　Akatsuki nodded his head without returning a word.

　The two jumped down from the gryphon, oblivious to the fact that they were still faster than a galloping horse, and used the Elder Tail's Adventurer's unique physical abilities to soften the shock.

　However, compared to Shiroe, who landed on the ground as well, but broke her knees to reduce the shock, Akatsuki, who is still a vanguard, sprinted forward with an almost gravity-defying movement, leaping up to the roof of the stone building with a swallow-like motion, and disappeared.

　Shiroe confirmed this and rushed towards Touya, who waved his hand in the air.
　Gathered together are Minori and the other five, and their expressions are filled with a deep sense of impatience. I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. Naotsugu and the others are heading to the goblin side of the defense, as if they were replacing Minori and the others.

(Well, that's more convenient.)

　Shilohé is talking to herself.
　I don't know if the "magic" I'm about to perform will succeed. I have theoretical support, and Shiroe has been experimenting with it for some time now. There is a chance of success.
　However, rather than the accuracy of the technique, it's more a matter of the magic power or spirit that is injected into it, and whether or not it can produce enough output. The probability of success is naively estimated to be less than fifty percent.

　Is it a shop or a tavern?
　A young man is lying in the shade of the eaves that are wide open on Central Avenue. The girl who didn't even seem to be trying to move away, wet with tears, would be Isuzu. She was a charming girl with freckles.
　Around her, Shiroe's familiar faces are lined up. Touya with a pained expression on her face. Serara with a worried look on her face, and Minori with a hidden sense of mission.

　Shiroe calms down.
　The temperature around them was still high, but their heads were quiet and it was like a winter night sky.

'Minori, ask me to the party.
Yes, sir.
　Minori nodded, not asking useless questions. Both Akatsuki and Minori are thankful that they don't talk much when they say this. I'm going to be able to see the young man who seems to be Rundelhaus. I'm sure he looks like a refined nobleman. He has a temperature and a pulse, but he's still unconscious. In the party menu, the status of 'death' was flickering.

'Was it Isuzu-san?　Continue chanting the Nocturne of Meditation. Now I will use a new spell. I'll be responsible for the results, but don't tell anyone about this.
　Shiroe dared to speak to the new player in a harsh tone.
''If you don't agree, give up or leave this place.''
　At Shiroe's words, none of the faces gathered there shook their heads without flinching.

''Then let's get started.''
　Shiroe selects a magic skill from the icon. She uses the Mana Channeling spell. It is a so-called "I don't know what it's used for" spell, unique to enchanter spells.
　Its effect is to "add up and average all the MP of everyone in the party".

(Yes ... the soul is a vehicle for the spirit. That vehicle is magic power. If that's the case........)

　As the chanting echoes, MPs are absorbed from everyone in the party and gather on Shiroe. Shiroe was the highest level in this group.
　Shiroe's chant of Mana Channeling would be a tremendous burden to the adventurers, who hadn't even reached the 30th level.
　Minori, Touya, and even Serara's complexion grew paler and paler as they endured a dizzying sense of loss as they absorbed more and more of their MP. Isuzu is the only one with a pale face, but she keeps a firm grip on Rundelhaus' hand and continues to hum a sad old song.

　Shiroe experiences the effects of magic with the half-eye attached.
　Almost all of the MP recovered from the "party mates" are currently in Shiroe's hands. It's only a faint hint, but Shiroe can feel the remnants of someone else's spirit in Shiroe. A hint of Touya's single-mindedness or Minori's earnest magical energy. They are now unfolding in the magic field that Shiroe manages.
　They must include Serara's, Isuzu's, and the MPs of Rundelhaus himself, not to mention others.
　The MPs, which are subtly different in flavor, are mixed together as a primordial "spirit energy" and, following Shiroe's guidance, form a sorcerous circuit that connects them to their "companions".

　Shiroe divides those MPs into equal parts and "redistributes" them.

(Grr.)
　Shiloe is filled with a sense of anemia due to the rapid outflow.
　His MP is greater than anyone else in this party. A sorcerer by nature, the Grantor has the largest amount of MP of all the professions. In addition, Siloe is 90th level, so teaming up with a group of 30 or so adventurers to "redistribute" meant using Siloe to recover the MPs of their friends in one fell swoop.

"Minori, revive, and Serara, heal continuously!
　It's a starter so far. Shiroe continues his instructions. Time is short. Probably just one chance, just one word.

　Rundelhaus is the Earthling.
　He is not an adventurer, and if he dies, he cannot be resurrected.
　And Rundelhaus is dead.
　Hence, Rundelhaus cannot be resurrected.

　This is absolute. This is irrevocable.

　But the Grantor's mana redistribution spell has restored everyone's MP and, in other words, revitalized their minds and spirits.

　And the reason why I've never regained consciousness is because there is no communication between the soul and the spirit. I'd say we're plant people. If that's the case, we'll have to "forcibly" restart that connection.

　Shiroe pulls the second method out of his bag.
It's a race against time from here on out. Don't ask questions or let them waste your time.
　Shiroe uses the Underworld Incense while the sound of her words is still in the air. It is a minor item that can temporarily turn dead comrades into zombies and bring them back to life.

　Pluto of the return of the dead is a minor item.
　It is a special monster refinement chemical used in battle to reanimate dead comrades and other creatures into zombies. Its effect is not to revive, but to resurrect. However, its effects are short-lived, and after three minutes, death is certain. To the adventurer, there was no question of repatriation to the Great Temple.

　But in the case of Rundelhaus, the earthling, his Haku energy would continue to spread, causing him to lose more and more of his HP. If the effect of the Reversionary Scent wore off, the body would perish, as would the spirit and soul attached to it.

　The Reaper's Plutonium would force the spirit of Rundelhaus to connect with the body, for three minutes in exchange for certain death in three minutes to bring Rundelhaus back to this world.

　I guess that's what I found out.
　Isuzu's hand, which is spilling large tears, squeezes Rundelhaus' hand.

''Ah........''
　Oooh. Rundelhaus opens her eyes as if in a dream.
　Isuzu holds his hand and tears spill out of it. I don't know if Rundelhaus is conscious or not. The fact that he opened his eyes may just be a physical conditioned reflex.

"Rudy...?
"Miss Isuzu.... Oh, guys. Oh, yeah..... I guess I've died................
　Even after you die, you're still conscious, just the connection between your soul and your spirit is broken. In the game, it's as if the screen went black and white to show the battle scenes of your friends. For the adventurer, if he is given a revival spell while on the black-and-white screen, he will come back to life, or if he is left alone for a certain amount of time, he will return to the Great Temple.

　Rundelhaus was in such a ghostly state, and he must have understood the situation until now. With a small smile, and a voice that has not yet recovered its strength, he says a few words to the surroundings.

''Everyone, I hate it. ........Don't look at me like that. You deserve to lose your lives as a result of the battle, right?
To...
　Shiroe felt her heart throb in her chest at Touya's words.
　Yes, that's the "natural" thing for the earthlings.

But I still wanted to be an adventurer. You can't blame Miss Isuzu for that, can you?　I'm the one who asked you to do it.
No, I knew it too. I did, and I neglected it.
　Minori let out a voice as she shouted. With those words, everyone realized. Minori, who had been acting calmly up until now, was very upset inside.

Hahaha. Yeah, Miss Minori. Thank you. ... don't worry about it.
No, I don't mind.
　Shiroe interrupted the words.
　There was no time.

　Shiroe thought about how horrible what he was doing now was. This could possibly be a big mistake. You could say that this is an act that threatens the laws of the world.
　Even if he succeeds, there is no telling what effect the aftermath of this one incident will have on the world. There is also no way to predict how this "proposal" will be received by the "world".

　But the young man in front of me, as he spoke his farewell words of understanding, called himself an adventurer.

　He didn't call himself an adventurer, he called himself one.
　So, this young man was Shiroe's companion. "He was the descendant of the woman who had entrusted him to me.

Never mind. Rundelhaus-Code. We don't need someone who's willing to give up like this to call himself an adventurer. That won't be enough. What did you learn about ending up in this back alleyway in the middle of nowhere? Isn't it not just strategy and tactics that you learn in a dungeon, but the determination to survive and the fortitude to do whatever it takes to get there?
Brother Shiroe.

I don't think you're ready for this, Rundelhaus.
What do you want me to do?　You are!
　Rundelhaus' eyes are filled with frustration and disappointment, and they begin to moisten and flow.

　That's why Shiroe decides to use her magic.
You're not going to be able to get away with it.

　Taking out a messy document, written up on the back of a griffon, Shiroe thrust it at Rundelhaus.

''It's........''
A contract, sir?
　It was indeed a contract that Shiroe took out of her bag. It's a handmade item, the only one of its kind in the world, written with the ink of the Carved Dragon Eyes on the 'Fairy King's Paper' created from the best materials Shiroe uses.

This is the only item of its kind in the world.
　The representative of the Record Horizon, Shiroe, makes the following contract with Rundelhaus-Cord.
　One. Siroë shall welcome Rundelhaus-Code to the Guild, Horizon of Records, as of the date and time of the signing of this document.
　One. Rundelhaus-Code shall serve as a member of the Guild of Record Horizons in a manner befitting his position and duties.
　Rundelhaus-Code will provide as much support as possible, in consultation with Rundelhaus, to help Rundelhaus carry out its duties. This includes the status of an Adventurer.
　First, this contract is made by mutual consent and mutual respect, and everything they have gained from each other during that time will be retained, even if the contract expires.
　IN WITNESS WHEREOF, IN WITNESS WHEREOF, we hereby execute this agreement in duplicate, and each party shall keep one copy of this agreement under his or her own name.

　You can hear him gasp.
"The Adventurer--?
That's Mr. Shiroe. It is.

　The development of magic that is not on board the Elder Tail.
　Shiroe realized this possibility a long time ago.

--In other words, the cook would not use the cooking menu, but instead would follow normal cooking procedures. That way, the flavors of the ingredients can be brought to life.

　That's what Nyanta told Shiroe on the way back from the trip to Susukino, and it turned out to be true.
　It's a fact, and it's proven to be true.
　But this is not a phenomenon that is confined to the cook. Shiroe had convinced everyone around him at the Round Table.

　If a person with the appropriate creation skills used the appropriate personal abilities to create something that didn't rely on the game's item creation menu, there was a chance that the rules of this other world could be changed.

　That should have been what Nyanta's discovery truly meant.
　Two months after that discovery. Shiroe continues to research and experiment with what he has in mind. The idea was prepared as a "hidden ball" during the uproar over the establishment of the Roundtable, but subsequent research has accumulated more information and evolved.
　In the meantime, Shiroe's research, inspired by Li-Gun's theory of "spirit spirit spirit", was about to bear fruit.

　Rundelhaus is the 'Earthling'.
　And in three minutes, he will be dead for sure.
　The Earthmen will not be resurrected.
　Hence, the Rundelhaus will cease to exist.

--So....
　Then the answer is clear. In three minutes, we will turn Rundel House into an adventurer.

　Experiments have shown that the scribes can write simpler contracts and other documents of all sorts. Even items with magical or binding effects, such as Quest Requests and IOUs, can be created with a transcriber's sufficient level and magical materials.

　But of all those contracts, this one is the largest.
　The contract to have the earthlings join the guild and give them adventurers is a deceitful scheme, even in the eyes of Shiroe. But that's why, in order to fulfill this request, he used 90 levels of scribblers' skills and ink that he had collected from the finest magical materials collected during his time with the Elder Tail, and consumed them without sparing a second thought.

　Shiroe poked the contract in front of Rundelhaus' nose.
''My signature is on it. The rest is yours.
...h...n...sha...
If you want.
　Shiroe calls out to the sorcerer, a young man covered in mud, who lets out a muffled whisper.

This is a risky contract. This is a risky contract," he says, "as you may be altered in some way to become something completely different from what you were before. The Adventurer is a newcomer to this world, and you don't know what kind of trouble he or she will be in. Perhaps the Adventurer doesn't deserve as much credit as you think.

What I want to be is...
　I'm not going to be able to get my hands on any of them.

I'm an adventurer, not an 'adventurer'. I don't care about the details as long as I can help people in need. ...I was an adventurer.
So,
　Rundelhaus grabs the pen he started to point at with a trembling hand, and then drops it. The potency of the Reversionary Odor is about to expire. The communication between the soul and the spirit is still uncertain.

Rudy. I'm fine.
　Isuzu supports his hand.

'I'll write, along with Rudy,'
　Isuzu supports Rundelhaus as she holds him from behind, and Touya helps her with that. Minori and Serara, who continue to chant the recovery spell, watch over Rundelhaus' signature.

　Their trembling fingertips were warmed by the encouragement of their friends, and the magic ink became the signature of Rundelhaus. The glow of the burning signature became a golden phosphorescence, and Shiroe's technique was approved by this other world and became the new rule.

''You will die once. Rundelhaus. .... you will be resurrected in the Great Temple.
　Shiroe speaks to the players, feeling that some big rule has been moved. All the players except Shiroe look on in amazement at the dreamlike scene of spreading Haku soaring in particles and being transported to the city of Akiba.

　It was the development of the "magic" that later earned Shiroe a new nickname, "Geki of the East," which was the cause of the development.



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　The battle was again being fought in the darkness.
　The central hills of Zantorif, in the heart of the central hills.

　As before, the battle is taking place in a certain valley. The differences from the last battle are the size of the ravine where the battle takes place, and the scale of the clash. When asked why the ravine was chosen as the stage for the battle, Takayama San-Colonel replied, "You need a reasonably open place for a large force to gather, and you can't put your troops in the middle of a tree-covered mountain, let alone the main battlefield," he said.

　If you think about it that way, it makes sense to Raynesia.
　Even though they are subhuman, goblins are still at least as intelligent as the rest of us. It's only natural that when they act militarily, they have no choice but to follow certain theories.

　And if the troops in battle were in a ravine, there would naturally be a number of ridges to look down on that ravine.
　This time, the one that Takayama-san and the other observation team chose was one of the ridges that can look down on the valley. Unlike the last time, there was only a minimal amount of tables and other equipment available for observation today. Partly because we couldn't read the need to move, and partly because Reinesia was adamant. From the somewhat relieved attitude of Colonel Takayama, he guessed that Reinesia was still being taken care of last time.

　But all of that was a minor matter.
　It is a very good idea to be able to have a good time with them. The same is true for Takayama-san and others.

　The direwolves are a goblin tamer, according to Takayama-san. The barbaric goblin race does not have a complex society like humans do, but there is a primitive division of duties and ranks.

　Most goblins are light warriors or throwers, but some goblins may have special job functions. The two most common types of goblin trainers (tamer) and shamans (shaman). Goblin trainers (tamer) sometimes keep owl bears (owl bears), winged eagle horses (hippogriffs) and direwolves (direwolves).

　The troops in the valley below are accompanied by hundreds of direwolves, as seen from here. It was a nightmarish scene, resembling a writhing, dark ground with a will.

"It looks like they're some kind of mutant species that has been specially bred.
　Colonel Takayama continued his words calmly.
''I have experience of engaging in large scale battles (raids) before. They are direwolves with poisonous fangs that were bred with the undead's hindrances. With this many direwolves under the control of the Goblin King, it would mean that there was a tribe with a trainer under the Goblin King. Interesting. I didn't know the Elder Tail had this kind of detailed backstory.

I don't know if it's all right...
It's just a stupid thing to worry about.
　Colonel Takayama is only pushing off, but Reinesia is not that optimistic. The troops of goblins spread out in the valley still appear to exceed several hundred, and a goblin general should be at the center of them. That would be the exotic-style tents and mobile fortresses with huge wheels.

　Even Reynecia isn't worried about those goblin knights, but then again, his men are knights too. They may not die... in this battle, but if they are severely injured or suffer greatly, it is a painful thing.

　However, regardless of such a concern for Reinesia, the edge of the battle was easily cut off and brought down.
　Krusty and the rest of the striking battalion formed a near-square formation.

''Square........ Beautiful.
It's called a formation. It's also called a formation.
　Colonel Takayama was free of hand and approached next to Reinesia.

'It's relatively popular in large scale combat (raid) formations. The raid's troop formation is based on a multiple of four, so it's easy to build a square formation in terms of command. Because a square has 4 sides.
　Generally speaking, a square formation is a defensive formation. The front is composed of melee attackers, mainly warriors, and the ranged attackers mainly perform magic attacks from behind.
　It's a dense formation, so it's a poor strategy when the enemy has a strong ranged attacker, but when you're facing a swarm of beasts, you'll have an excellent defense.
Well then...

　Raynesia's imagination was right.
　The powerful front line easily repelled the direwolf's attacks, while the rear line launched bow and arrow and magic one after another. The night-vision ointment keeps Raynesia's vision in the darkness, but even that is not necessary as pillars of fire begin to rise all over the battlefield.

'We're about to move,'
　Colonel Takayama pointed straight at the battlefield.
　As if guided by his fingertips, the entire square area began to move. Even though its shape was somewhat disrupted like a trapezoid, the square area began to advance even though it was steadily cutting down on the opponent's troops.
　It was a defensive formation, Takayama had said, but that was an entirely unreliable assessment.

　It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you'll be able to see the same thing.

　If I had to describe it, it would be a square hole.
　Krusty's massive squad (Legion Raid) is like a jet black hole in a goblin horde, and anything that touches it, be it goblins or direwolves, will be 'dealt with' without delay.
　The impression that Reinesia had was that it was a 'hole' with an offensive power that even made her feel madness.

''Now, please watch closely.''
　At that moment, four blazing flaming birds flew away from the center of the directional area, like a giant bonfire. The giant birds, spreading glowing orange and crimson flames, were clearly summoned creatures. However, Raynesia didn't know of such a summoning creature. It's a good thing that you're able to have a good time with your friends.

''It's a 'phoenix' (phoenix) that can be contracted at the 86th level. It's a high-level spirit with the attribute of fire, and even among summoners, those who have completed the quest can sign up for it. ........What's going on?

　What's going on?
　That thing is on fire, isn't it?

Huh? How can you adventurers do that? Can't you see the foul play here?

　Reinesia had finally come to understand this period.
　Krusty's attitude is not bravado; it's natural.
　It is no wonder that Colonel Takayama said it was a fool's errand to worry about.
　It is true that you never know what will happen on the battlefield, but you never know what might happen. However, there are men in the world who are willing to stand on the battlefield without knowing what will happen.

　The thing that shattered with the sound of the explosion was the Goblin General's huge armed vehicle. From the shattered chariot, heavily armed kinsmen and stern goblins with huge stature flew out, while Krusty's army pressed on even closer.

　Raynesia's ears catch a voice that should be unheard.
--so let's just devour them, shall we? The voice, whispered with a calming but honeyed amusement on her lips, is certainly Krusty's.
　Reinesia, who has no telepathic ability, cannot capture Krusty's words from this distance, but she certainly heard the voice.

　As Krusty's huge double-bladed axe swung down, pointing at the enemy, the attacking troops flew out like jet-black spears extending from the direction. A band of twin-sworded warriors tore through the swarm of goblins as easily as if they were thin cloth.

　The goblin general seemed to be shouting at them, wielding his ornate spear, until the shadow of Krusty, who stood to hide the moon, swallowed him up.

'The main course is done. .........Now it's up to us to see if the siege of the General Staff is fully functional.
　Takayama Sansa's voice was calm, as if he was giving an understandable report.