Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

- And then, I notice signs of approaching.

I'm not even sure if that's footsteps, rubbing clothes, or breathing.

That should be it, too.

This is a place with no physical presence and no solid form.

It is in the dark starch, as deep as the deep sea, and also in the white light.

The way it is perceived will depend on who has observed this occasion. If that person thinks it's dark here, it's dark, and if he thinks it's in a bright white light, it's white. If the shape is the throne, it doesn't matter if it's the universe.

- Yes, because this is also the place where everything is enclosed.

The seat of God. Outer shell world. Narrow space. It is in this place that the presence of divinity can sustain its existence, whatever the number of nomenclatures.

The goddess Arshna is sitting here right now. One of the deities that dominated the different worlds to which the Mizumins were summoned, applied their hands, and took their present form.

Then I'd say what kind of place this would be is her chest three inches.

If she thinks of this place as a majestic temple, the place changes by the way.

The ambiguous and uncertain surroundings are crooked and distorted as if the surface of the water had been wriggled by hand, and eventually the Goddess's dream becomes reality as if the scene had been switched.

Under tall ceilings, giant white stone columns line up, and altar-like places appear. Stained glass was inserted into the windows lining the sides, and the transmitted light was changed to various colors.

There is usually no statue of a goddess that should be seated in the deepest part, the chair and the figure of one woman sitting there on her back. He puts together a white piece and closes his eyes with a cheek cane, as if he were swaying in a lump. Is there a god named Wang Xuan on the side? If what man wants to make is a symbol of authority, but if it is of existence: divinity that transcends it, what the hell does it manifest?

Wait as you dream.

In line with the manifestation of the venue and the manifestation of the goddess, signs of approaching also changed to the sound of stepping on the wood floor, rubbing clothes and breathing.

"- Well attended. A servant of my family."

Slowly, the thin-eyed goddess Arshna welcomes the arriving Spirit in a polite tone.

Long black hair. Oriental yellow skin. Dressed in a blazer for girls, she has a red muffler around her neck and a pointed glove on her hands.

The outpost is entirely Ano Ruiki - no matter, she's not the one who showed up on this scene. If it is that appearance and not her, then it goes without saying.

Mizuki Anno - The Spirit who looked like him kneels humbly before Arshna.

"Be our mother, my lord. I beg your pardon for the disrespect that prevented you from doing so."

"I'm not as narrow as I get angry to the extent that I'm woken up, am I?

"No, the god has the sayings that when you wake up from sleep, you will crush the world."

Has Arshna perceived the origin of that knowledge that the Spirit did not originally possess? Keep your mouth shut with a quiet look.

"Is that the knowledge of the girl you were borrowing your body"

"Ha. At Master Left"

"It belonged to the girl, too."

"Ha. I don't have the form of a child of Ishaktony, so I guess it became this way."

"You're up to it, too."

"Ha. I was wondering if this tone would be appropriate if this appearance"

The Spirit, lying so, nibbles, lifts the corner of his mouth. Words spoken with laughter are likely to make Mizuki's face bright red and angry if she hears them. The firm and old-fashioned tone is the black history she graduated from.

Arshna speaks to such a spirit.

"I thought you ordered help and surveillance for him?

"That depends on the extra intrusion and thus the return to the 'narrow space'. Being back in the middle of a duty, it's not serious."

"He who can drive you away,"

"I don't understand the thoughts of my mother, in the hands of those fools."

"You mean those who were called by the resurrection of the call of the other world. Surely those in that world will not receive my thoughts"

Arshna seeps into its quiet expression a colour that looks like a twinkle and a give up.

"All the things in that world are strong 'thoughts' and 'spirits'. But therefore, the thirst that can be had remains."

"It would be foolish to mistake the brilliance you find from your ideals for a mark of hope"

"That's why it's so hard."

"Seriously, you're right"

The Spirit consents to Arshna's words and bows his head deeply.

Then the goddess Arshna turns her gaze clear to the Spirit.

"What about him now?

That man. But all that was said, did the Spirit perceive who he was bestowing?

"That one is gradually beginning to become familiar with the help of the Mother. Just..."

"Any concerns?

"It's too soon to tame the power."

"Hmmm... since that guy got here, is he about half way around the stars... So, what stage are we at now?

"Ha. It is now the second stage, when the unification of consciousness begins. Originally, it happens after power is gradually tamed, so it should be necessary to travel around the stars but because of this, it seems that it is easier to be confused by words you don't need."

"In your view there is a verse that is swayed by external words,?

"The words of the fools who tried to make contact with him seemed insensitive."

"... confusion is surfacing because you get used to it too quickly. Is there a mind around the cause?

"I thought that his' thoughts' were too strong for the difference and... perhaps the effect of the weaponry brought in from the other world"

Arshna listened to the conjecture of drawing fragments and joining them, narrowing her eyes as if to smell slight thoughts.

"Current Event Soldier's Clothing (Sacramento). Was it created to deny the impending end? You think that's what's leading him?

"I can't be sure of the status quo, but I'm pretty sure it means it's strongly influenced. If the unification of consciousness begins like this, there is a risk of being pinched."

"That's... troublesome"

"Seriously."

A plate pinch is a crossroads between his emotions and Arshna's mission to imprint. If that happens, there is a risk that his movements will be skewed out of his thoughts. No, that's it, or the undeniable possibility of taking another, more dangerous choice without being pushed and pushed up as it is.

Neither side of the board pinch turns into what you think of this world. Choosing when you can no longer live with it will be what you think of the world or no. I can even think of being more impressed by something else.

"... return to him once and for all. Guide him not to be confused by words he does not need."

"So you're borrowing that girl's body again? Too much possession can be an overload."

"I remember the body has qualities?

"There is a spirit. It's delicate because you're not physically or mentally mature."

The Spirit complains of concern for possession. Indeed, that body, as Arshna sees it, is healthy and adaptive to mystery. But even during possession, it becomes an extra effort because the memory in between will fall out.

Once she was expelled, her consciousness went back to normal and she became aware of the loss of her memory.

One more time after that, and one more time, it will surely be horrible.

That should be unacceptable even if you're not that old. Crushed by the anxiety of being pseudo-memory free, at the end of a shrinking spirit - would be the end of the line: the abolitionist.

It feels too pitiful for the Spirit. That girl, she's sweet. Giving such a human being such a future is a serious thing in the guide.

But the goddess doesn't think so.

"I don't mind. All to protect this world from all threats. You have to make sacrifices."

Do you affirm? Sacrifice. Don't say no, but cut it off beforehand if you have to let it out?

"I know how you feel. But when the world is over, there will be no ex or child. Isn't it?

"... quite right"

"You're late for a reply"

"also, sorry......"

Arshna's pointing voice was felt badly cold by the Spirit.

It is only natural that there is no mercy. The Spirit was created by Arshna. It would make sense that if he did not conform to his will, he would soon be returned to his mother.

The Spirit understands that he has bought an unhappiness and makes himself stiff. But then the voice that was called was softer than thoughts.

"For now, let's not ask. Come again unto him from now on. I'll leave the rest to your discretion."

"As my mother said."

And it came to pass, when the Spirit had told him so, and tried to put the throne behind him, that Arshna in the lid,

"... and just one more thing from me"

"What is it"

"Keep an eye out for his friend."

"Who is that guy's friend... my rival - excuse me. Are you the magician of the other world?"

"That's right. Be especially careful when his people approach him."

To Arshna's words, the Spirit thinks. He and I exchanged words a few times, but I didn't think he was someone who needed to be so vigilant by then. Neither strength, nor thought, should have been such an obstacle.

"Motherfucker. To be honest, I don't think I need that guy to be on guard. Sure, you'll have a strong power that you can hold, but what you're reading is the Son of Man. One of these days, he will help you."

"Power isn't the only thing we have to be alert to."

"That man, too, would confuse that one?

"For a close distance from that one, there will be a great deal of words in your ear. Those two have a huge impact on each other."

The Spirit recalls the past of Mizumi and Trinity. Sure, we both respect each other's opinions. Trinity relied on Shuiming for realistic thought, and Shuiming also showed understanding in Trinity's righteous language. Balance, in a way. equilibrium so that each other holds each other's sometimes words in their hearts and does not step off the path.

I guess that makes up for it because we have things that we can't hold each other.

"As long as you are familiar with the power, one voice should be smaller. Gaining power means saying so. If the magician's strength is lower than that of him, he won't have enough to take and he won't listen."

But Arshna shook her head sideways.

"No, it won't work that way"

" it is true that the power given by the Mother is dispersed in four parts, including that one, because I don't think she is any match for one magician."

"No, even if all of the power I was given was aggregated, he would never surpass him."

The Spirit, for the first time, shows a definite aversion to Mizumi. To say that even with the glory of the Creator Being exceeds it was not to be human.

"Does he think it's that much?

"Exactly. That man bears upon himself all those vessels and a fate commensurate with them. It must have been something deeper in the truth than we did."

"It's"

"That's why we have to be careful. That man will rely on that weapon to outperform that sorcerer, to try to chase him. And then..."

"It will be strongly influenced by the guidance of the weapon"

"If that's all, it's still fine. It has the magic to be attached to a person's greed."

"Into greed?

"That's what originally led to the 'root'. Sacrifice and empower the strong thoughts of the owner, and greet them with endless greed. Therefore, we whisper in search of a stronger desire."

"You've missed the point."

The goddess breathes down and reaches the Spirit.

"Now, remember. The magician's boy drove his divinity out of the world and wiped out with his power even the impending end. And he who can reach the light."

"Light? What is light?

"The light I used to help the girl I empowered from the servant of the fool. That's extra light for people. It is nothing more than an infinite light that fulfills any wish of those who have reached out to its light."

"- Huh, people can use such things, etc!!

"If there comes a time when it will be necessary, surely that one will reach out. For everyone's wishes. To seek the best that anyone thinks. And it's never far away, and one day, the time will come to grab it."

"Why, just to a human being, can you do that?

Ask the Spirit, the Goddess narrows her gaze as if to consider. And

"He may have been forgiven."

"What do you mean, forgiven?

"To everything. And it's all in one place. to where all things are born. His destiny, too, must have come from it."

The Spirit could not understand the meaning of the words spoken by the Goddess. Too abstract. You perceived such a confusion of the Spirit, speak as the Goddess tells you.

"Okay? Beware of that magician of the other world. If you're close, you'll be dazzled about him too."

To Arshna's words, the Spirit responds with his head dripping.

Regardless, there is no objection.

Because there was certainly a verse in the Goddess's words that came to mind.

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