What are these two people talking about! Subaru Natsuki feels like his head is going to explode.
His breathing became rapid, and his heartbeat almost jumped into his throat.
There is so much information that I can't take it all in!
He only came to one conclusion.
These two are not normal people.
People who take the initiative to open their skin will definitely not go anywhere normally!
Elsa was standing beside him, which put him under extraordinary pressure.
So far, he has been resurrected as "Return by Death", but this time it may not be the case·----
After all, why do you think that the ability of "Return by Death" has no limit?
Subaru Natsuki's brain is running crazy.
Is it because there are no signs of numbers engraved on his body? But as the saying goes, only three things can come true. If this situation was a compassionate gift from the Buddha, then Subaru's number of connections would have stopped.
If I die, my life in another world will be over. Even if I am injured, running away is the right answer.
he was thinking.
Seeing Subaru Natsuki's shoulders rising and falling as he panted, Elsa pressed his finger against his lips.
"Then I'll take my leave now. I always think I'll see you again."
Subaru Natsuki forced a smile.
"That way, next time I'm in a bright and crowded place, I can relax and deal with it."
These sarcastic remarks were made with great difficulty by him.
But Elsa just left an annoying smile, turned over his black robe and blended into the darkness of the alley.
Watching Elsa leave, Subaru Natsuki leaned against the wall tiredly.
"I didn't expect----I didn't expect to meet again. Before Loot House, was she wandering around this area----"
An unexpected encounter with the ultimate demon Elsa nearly broke his heart.
Subaru prayed that if possible, this would be the last time he meets Elsa.
"Are you okay?" Morien looked at Subaru Natsuki and asked a little funny.
"Aha ha----" He laughed awkwardly, "At least I wasn't scared to death----"
Halfway through, he remembered Morien's performance not long ago, and his body, which had finally relaxed a little, became tense again.
"By the way, are you familiar with that woman?" he asked a little cautiously.
Although the conversation didn't sound very familiar, the two people's barrier-free communication was a bit too shocking.
"Hehehe, it's fine." Morien crossed Subaru Natsuki and walked forward, "This is the first time I've met her, but I probably don't have as much trouble with her as you do."
"After all, I don't have any grudge against her, right?"
"She and I also----" Subaru Natsuki muttered, but immediately stopped speaking.
Morien did not continue to wait for Subaru Natsuki and went straight to the destination.
He also heard Subaru Natsuki when he inquired about his location just now, and planned to join in the fun first.
The distance between the buildings is narrow, making it difficult for sunlight to enter, and the soles of the feet feel wet. Broken wine bottles, paper scraps and other garbage are scattered along the alley, giving off a disgusting smell.
Morien slapped his hand in front of his nose, but failed to dispel the smell.
After thinking about it, he transferred the space inside his nose to his Imaginary Space.
The fresh air immediately replaced the stinky smell outside.
Subaru Natsuki didn't follow. Morien can roughly guess the reason.
Subaru Natsuki came to the slums this time to find a thief named Felt to buy an item.
Before that, because I thought he was a suspicious person, I didn't reveal Felt's identity when I asked for directions while following him.
Now that I am separated from him, I will naturally try to find Felt first. If I can buy something directly from her, then I will naturally not need to go to the original destination "Loot House".
"This is it." Morien raised his head and looked at the dilapidated wooden house in front of him.
Boom, boom, boom.
Morien raised his hand and knocked on Loot House's door.
After waiting, there was no sound coming from the room.
Morien Remember, you have to knock on the door at a certain frequency and give a secret code to come here.
He did know the password, but he didn't know the frequency of the knocks.
But it doesn't matter, he has other methods.
Two seconds later, fine Swarm poured in from the crack in the door and gathered into a human shape on the inside of the door.
Morien passed the gate easily.
"The protection here is not good either," Morien looked at the tall bald giant in front of him and said with a smile, "Isn't there nothing that can stop it?"
Balga Ke Rom Will, was once a slave of a noble, one of the three leaders of Demi-Human War, and was called "Rom" by Felt.
"How did you know this place?" Rom lowered his head and looked down at Morien, "Who told you about this place?"
"That's what you said. Aren't you very famous in the slums?" Morien replied with a smile.
When Rom heard it, it seemed to make sense, so he let Morien walk in.
Besides----
Rom behind the counter glanced at Morien.
As one of the three leaders of Demi-Human War, there is no doubt that he can see Lesser Spirit.
Such a huge amount of Lesser Spirit----
Putting aside his combat power, Lesser Spirit prefers people with pure personalities. Therefore, Morien is at least a pure person at heart. There is no harm in making friends with such people.
And even if we want to drive them away, Rom is not sure that we can drive away a Elf magician with such a huge number of Lesser Spirit 0
He never thought at all that none of this number of Lesser Spirit Morien had signed a contract.
But if this is really the case, it would be even scarier.
The last one who can do this kind of thing easily is called Reinhard.
The interior layout of the wooden warehouse is a bit like a tavern. All kinds of stolen goods are randomly placed in an disorderly manner, and it is impossible to tell whether they have been placed randomly or have been sorted.
There are fixed seats for customers next to the counter upon entering.
Part of it is in such disrepair that it has barbs, and it probably doesn't look very suitable for people to sit on.
Rom was standing at the counter. Because he was a giant, he was so squeezed that he had to bend down.
He took out the wine bottle from the shelf under the counter, poured the wine into the glass and immediately brought it to his mouth.
"I wanted to have a few drinks in the evening, but you interrupted me. If it was for something boring, I won't let you go.
"It's indeed something interesting." Morien walked to the counter and didn't sit on a chair that would hurt his butt. Suddenly, his center of gravity fell backwards, he crossed his legs and leaned back, as if he was going to fall directly to the ground.
But the moment he sat back, a large number of pitch-black Swarm gathered together, densely forming a chair.
The shape of the chair is that of a throne, and it is a style that can make patients with trypophobia collapse on the spot just by looking at it.
"Are you a noble?" Rom glanced at Morien's seat.
"No," Morien smiled, "But I can be."
Rom was stunned for a moment, then quickly understood and laughed.
"You are so brave, what is your name?"
"My name is Morien." Morien replied, then reached behind the counter and pointed, "Bring me a glass of juice."
"Don't you want to drink?" Rom asked while reluctantly moving his huge body to get the juice.
"Most of my children don't like alcohol, so I don't drink it either."
Except for a few insects such as fruit flies, most Swarm are indifferent or even disgusted with alcohol, so Morien also does not drink alcohol.
But Rom misunderstood.
"You already have a family, that's really miserable. Life without drinking is a waste of time." Rom said.
The juice was placed on the counter, and the bucket containing the juice was large so that the giant could help himself.
Then he took an equally huge wine glass from under the counter and planned to pour juice into the glass.
"No, just give me the big bucket." Morien interrupted his action.
Rom is a little surprised.
"I don't know what you said. I would have thought you were asking me for a strong drink."
He pushed the bucket directly in front of Morien.
"The cup may be a little dirty, wouldn't the superiors mind?" he asked, looking at the silk on Morien's body.
A wooden barrel bigger than Morien's head is like a wine glass for drinking water in Rom's mouth.
"It doesn't matter, I'm not drinking anyway." Morien stretched out his hand and pushed the barrel gently, and the barrel was immediately pushed sideways.
The space on the side of the barrel cracked, a gap opened, and the barrel was pushed in.
"This bucket is not free." Rom emphasized without stopping.
He had no problem with Morien's behavior, just as he had no problem with the way Morien spoke.
"I will pay." Morien replied simply.
"So what are you doing here?" Rom repeated the question he had asked before, "Looking at you, you don't seem to have anything in particular you want to buy, so are you selling something?"
"Well----it's not impossible." Morien replied thoughtfully, "Then let's change some money."
Morien You can't say that someone will come to kill him soon, but you are just here to watch a show.
He still understands this bit of human nature.
At this time, the door of the warehouse was knocked again.
"Remember it, this is the code." Rom said as he walked towards the door, "Next time you come here, remember to knock on the door in this order, otherwise I won't Door Opening."
"Okay." Morien supported his head with his hands and replied.
Walking out from behind the counter, the giant walked towards the door as light as a swallow. The old man had a mysterious face, his ear was pressed against the door panel and he said, "Deal with the big mouse?"
"Use poison."
"Deal with White Whale?"
"Use a fishhook."
"To deal with our noble dragons?"
"Go eat shit."
In response to Rom's brief question, everyone outside the door could immediately reply with an impeccable answer.
Soon, Rom unlocked the door with satisfaction.
While Door Opening, Rom looked back at Morien.
Letting "the noble dragon eat shit" is naturally disrespectful in this country that believes in Divine Dragon.
But Morien is not from this country and has no faith.
Seeing that he had no reaction, Rom nodded with satisfaction.
"Ah----you are indeed here----"Subaru Natsuki's voice came from outside the door.
The following is the free word count PS:
I just came back from the hospital today. This article only has more than 2,000 words, so it's half a chapter of leave--
Then there is the question about the REO energy system.
There have been a lot of comments recently, questioning why I use "Mana" instead of "magic".
No, this question seems very baffling to me.
Because the original text of the novel uses "Mana (まな)" instead of "Magic (まりょ)". I am writing a fanfic, and it is not original. I will use whatever the original text uses. Some people say that Mana and Magic are the same thing. One is a translation and the other is a transliteration.
This may indeed be the case in other works, but this is not a thing in the world view of RE0. It is something similar to the vitality of the world, similar to Great Source of Type Moon.
The most important thing is that this is not a British translated work, this is a Japanese comic.
In Japanese: "まりょく" and "まな" are two pronunciations.
And I almost got detoured into it. What I wrote in the original article was:
[However, the "name" of the energy source of Magic is not the "magic" common in Western fantasy works, but an energy in the atmosphere called "Mana".]
Note that I emphasize "name" here.
Let's not forget that Mana in this world does not equal magic power.
Regardless of whether it is equal or not, Mana is Mana. Whether it is equal to magic power, spiritual power, or Spirituality, its "name" is Mana.
This was decided by the original author and I cannot change it.
As for why I have to emphasize in the original article, using Magic here consumes not magic power but Mana.
Because people who don't know it will be very strange when they see the word "Mana". When I saw this word for the first time, I was also very confused, so I think it is a term that needs to be explained, otherwise people who have not watched the relevant plot may not understand it.
Above>