Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

"You call this a double state, don't you?

Whimpering as if Gilliel was impressed, looking at the battle landscape displayed in a translucent window floating in the universe.

Shown are the battles between Lianya and Goblin in Pioneering Village.

In the midst of the crowded goblins, the broken long sword and the look of Lianya wielding a coarsely constructed axe appear to have a thinner grin on her mouth than to say that there is something impatient, and she is happy to wield her weapon.

With each flash of weapon held in both hands, Goblin's neck and arms are quite powerful to rise with a blood splash.

At the top right of the screen display I can see a small "REC" letter, but Gilliel had no idea who shot it as a recording.

"Isn't that so unusual?"

The words I answered don't sound good.

It was the reply of a godly toddler who was peering into the screen as well, but Gilliel puts her neck up and raises questions about its content.

"To this extent?

"The result of Lianya's battle in this battle is Goblin Leader 1 and 87 Goblins, right? It's easy for people in the middle class in this world to win."

If the words of the toddler girl are true, 80% of the group of goblins who attacked Pioneering Village from the temperament forest will have been killed by Lianya alone.

If it's true, I've assumed, but I guess it's true because this young girl doesn't lie first, but as for the effect of one human being, Gilliel thinks it's quite something.

Rather, isn't it stranger to the performance of the inhabitants of that world that the holders of intermediate class prowess will be able to make the same thing easier?

Of course, if Gilliel herself is in the same position, I am confident that even if there are about three more digits, I can bring them to an end in an instant, but the preconditions themselves are incorrect compared to that.

"I didn't even use magic, and I didn't use the skills I gave you properly. The quality of the weapon is too poor in the first place. First of all, I would have handled it smarter and faster given the battle abilities of the original Lotus Ya in the world, but it seems that the erasure of memories has blanketed out somewhat until the battle experience, and this was a little too much"

Gilliel will remain silent when she complains badly that the weapons and memories are both your fault.

As a matter of fact, based on the Lotus Yaya data that Gilliel has, if he was originally about a hundred goblin opponents just because of his ability to recover, he should have just had the ability to push it through with force.

The skill of healing wounds received and health lost is tens of times faster than a person's, and it was always the active type, but you have to use it consciously in order to achieve its original performance.

I can say that it doesn't feel right to say "use" the skill when taking it to Lianya, and because it doesn't involve a real feeling, the skill is only minimally activated.

"As far as weapons are concerned, Gilliel. I thought you were in charge.

He stared at me, and inside I was a cold-sweating Gilliel, but I bowed my head softly without even giving him a look on my face for a bite.

"I'm sorry I can't get the time yet"

I can't imagine when it feels good, but I'll swallow the words.

"Well, fine. As soon as possible, please. Lotus Yashi is dead because of his bad weapon, and I can't even look him in the eye when it happens."

"Yes, I will do well. Nevertheless"

Gilliel looks for words to change the subject as she sees the image in the translucent window change from battle to something at the entrance of some city.

I didn't mean to skip the job I was given, but it's not funny as a rep to be called to do something.

"Looks like things are going pretty smoothly."

"This world, even if the lost are rare in themselves, is not an extreme level, because it's a rare degree of awareness there. That's the problem."

At the entrance to the city, a young girl sighed as she watched the scene of the accompanying woman passing through with a guard and a boring Lianya.

It is true that the reaction around us is to an extent unusual, far from confusion and amazement, when we say that there are otherworldly people in front of us, but at best we saw something rarely seen.

"Problem, is it?

"It's a problem, for example."

The toddler fingers the window.

The scene shown is paused.

"This scene is one in which a stray person tries to enter the city, but in this case you can't get into the city without an ID presenting you. But if you find out you're a lost person, you don't have to have an ID to get in there, and you don't have to pay the toll if you don't have one.

Normally, people without ID cards, after being taken to a jar and interrogated, after being given a veracity verdict, are issued with a provisional ID and are taken money as a fee, the young girl adds.

If even a stray person guarantees his or her identity, that person is to replace him or her.

"Anything wrong with that?

"This is like a custom because people in this world know that people who don't know how to get into a city are probably apathetic."

Do you understand? and a young girl asks, but Gilliel tilts her neck without knowing what the hell that means.

The toddler continued with one sigh like a teacher with a badly made student in front of her.

"Lost people, people who don't know the common sense of the world, who can rub it at the entrance to the city, often haven't had a day since they've mostly come to the world over there. Do you think people in that situation have any currency in the world over there, except if someone called or sent them, like Lianya?

"That's... you wouldn't have it"

By and large, people from different worlds, called strays, have rolled into that world by falling into unexpected holes in dimensions.

Naturally, the only luggage you have belongs to the original world, and the chances are endless that the currency of that world is included in it.

"I can't tell you to pay without a sentence, and the idea of exempting you because you're pathetic has become so widespread that the inhabitants of this world have had so many opportunities to make contact with people from different worlds, I'm saying that's the problem."

"Uh, is that...?

Gilliel doubts even more without knowing what the problem is.

If we have a clear decision on how to deal with strays, there will be no futile confusion or problems, and I wonder if, like ourselves, it would be helpful if we were on the side of sending strays.

"Don't you get it yet?... If you don't have administrator experience, maybe it's something you can't help. That's proof that the world is unstable and brittle enough to cause a hole to fall."

A toddler says abominably, erasing the window in which the image was shown with a swing of his arm, and squirming his head with his shin in his arm.

"Was something customary in Lianya's original world? There wasn't, was there? It shows that there are no problems with the stability of the world."

"Indeed."

"The administrators of that world should be aware of this. I don't recognize it as a more serious problem than to say that I am aware of it but I don't strike any help. This is a big problem."

"Won't you stop spilling resources"

Gilliel is out of your jurisdiction, so you don't know the details.

It was a question after a little confusion as to whether it was a matter that I could ask, but the toddler snorted lightly as to whether she was not even willing to hide it.

"There is a decreasing trend as the number of souls that can just spill out is decreasing, but it is nonetheless certain that it will eventually deplete beyond not stopping"

"That's tough"

The feeling is not as if it were true, and if Gilliel tells me so, even if the world to which Lotus Ya was sent itself was actually doomed, it didn't really matter, but if she couldn't find any other words to put it to, then the young girl stops shaking her head and arms.

"It's tough. Maybe it doesn't really matter to you."

The resentful gaze of the young girl endangered Gilliel that she would have read her chest, but of course, such thoughts never come to the edge of her expression.

Even if he only lives for a time equal to zero compared to a young girl, he is an angel who has been around for quite a few years, so the artistry around him has been mending it much better than humans.

The toddler snorted boringly at Gilliel, whose expression never moved, no matter how long she stared.

"It's not cute..."

"There's no way there's any cuteness left, even though the elapsed years are four digits or something."

As little emotion as possible, I gave him back pale, and the young girl smashed her tongue and then missed her gaze.

"Anyway, it's a resource that Lianya is spraying right now, and I have no hands except to make a progress observation on how long the world will hold back"

"Possibility of holding it back?

"It's not zero, but it's small to the extreme. Even if the conversation progresses well, we can finally maintain the status quo for decades or so. If it sucks, the world will collapse without waiting for Lianya's life."

"In that case, can I only get permission to rescue Mr. Lotus?

I know it's a mean question, but Gilliel asks me seriously because I have to check it out.

For all caretaker young girls, an individual cannot and will not be treated specially.

Even with that premise, it was the young girl who sent Lianya into that world.

With a world that will perish, I have the feeling that even though you are God's body, you should not be able to say it even if your mouth is torn.

If such, shameless orders seem to speak.

I just wonder if that's the extent of the story.

"Yeah, I'll allow it."

The response was short, but immediate.

The content is satisfactory to Gilliel and her mouth is unexpectedly dull...

Not to be enlightened by the toddler, Gilliel carefully folds her hips and gives a toast to the toddler.

"Copy that. All things, as you will."

The figure slowly fades away and eventually disappears.

The toddler dropped it off, waiting firmly for Gilliel's signs to disappear, and plenty more time before howling heavenly.

"I got nailed and... I named it. I wonder if it failed... that firm and free will is starting to budge, I'm sure... I wonder if it's sooner"

The angels have no names.

This was a reality that came from the neglect of being able to give each of the hundreds of millions of angels a name, but there was also reason to say that more than that, a name is an important element in making self-certainty.

So, each being in some role has a name, but the angel named Gilliel to order Lianya's guardianship is also beginning to establish himself by name, which plagues the young girl again.

"Whether this is auspicious or vicious... who told you that God is truly Almighty? Look at me now. I want you to reflect a little..."

She was a toddler who spewed words like a curse, glancing with her head, but the presence that overheard the words was beyond her perception.

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