Alchemist Yuki's Strategy

When I realized, the world was stained with gray.

In other words, this would be a world to see in demonic perception (Arcanacense).

Labes and lions are human shaped and colored, but the other children are spherical with blurred contours.

And there's nothing in the sky.

"... Hmm."

Given the circumstances, I can say it's close to what Reaper did to me.

It's jammed.

- Killed without question.

... but well, I don't even think that an enemy with enough power to kill me in an instant will take care of the rest of the people.

This place should be considered to have been forced to shift consciousness to the realm of the soul.

Of course, when it comes to being able to do all that, there are about three of them I know: Death and Golden Particles, God who makes and operates this world's systems.

All three of these are suspicious.

I wouldn't be surprised if Reaper hung up on me again, and Mr. Golden Particle can't measure that behavior because I'm short of information right now.

The system god is most suspicious because he heard the message just before.

But as Reaper is, there is a great chance that there will be no other god in this world than the god in this world and its equivalent.

- Exactly.

"Huh!?

It suddenly appeared.

No sign of anything, just saying that you were there from the beginning.

It doesn't matter to me, I showed it with courtesy. [M]

"Nice to meet you, Mrs. Yuki. Forgive me for being such a lowlife that I cannot spin my words."

Too bad attitude.

I thought you wouldn't lie in the realm of souls, but they don't.

If you can hide your soul completely, it will be easy to lie.

There are obvious lies and mistakes in her (...) words.

A lie about being a lowlife and a mistake about saying Mrs.

I can't trust you.

"It's true that you don't spin words."

The eyes of the yellow crystal (Citrine) seemed to narrow with regret, and now he came on one knee to thank me.

"Knowing." Teaching. Something to hide. A lowlife with no talent other than this. If I speak directly, your will will will be neglected and replaced by the silver will to sleep in the depths. "

Rugged, shaky brunette.

The left eye, which remains meditated, has never been opened since the beginning.

From her, who droops her head like a knight (Kobe) and lines up her somewhat decorated words, her integrity comes through.

Well, it's nothing like getting stubborn.

If there is no harm and there is nothing I can do about it, I can only believe in the good intentions of the other person.

Your abyss is as good as it is. Thank you for your wisdom.

"The exchange is fine. Let's hear the requirements. '

- I have no lies. I have no lies.

The woman in the yellow crystal (citrine) who said that with a smile on her face to my vegan words.

I know it's pointless, but I'll make good observations again.

Looks like, roughly in his mid-20s, where he leaves, he pulls in where he leaves and pulls in, there's nothing strange about him, even though he's in normal shape.

It doesn't look as good as I do, but it's pretty good.

Black, long hair is like a Yamato stroke, paired with a gentle waist.

But the outfit is terminally witchy.

Still blacker than black hair, pink black dust hat and cape coat.

Underneath, like a uniform without a place to say, is it a costume? Correct collar, uncomfortable shirt-like objects, skirts and corsets.

And on his chest, a pendant with a witch's crest sitting on his back on the third moon was lowered.

You're right.

She smiled in a delightful and enjoyable voice, like rolling a bell.

... That said, I don't know her name.

My name is Yi-Yi, the goddess of the family of Yi-Yi, who sleeps and sleeps at night.

Introduction spoken by a woman in yellow crystal (citrine).

I don't know what to do, but I can't hear the noise just hanging from the name.

'I didn't hear your name?

"I apologize for your disrespect. You're too young to know the gods' names."

…………

'... Then why did you say it?

"I apologize for your disrespect. I'm here to ask you to give yourself up."

……

The woman with the yellow crystal (citrine) smiling and saying away, without looking bad.

... what will you do?

"I apologize for your disrespect. You broke your shell, a newborn baby. Don't forget that."

"... hmm?

"Please read me, Eye God."

I feel like I was saying something important.

But Eye God did not mind my doubts, he lined up his words to curl up.

Bless you for being born into the world. Your sincere gratitude for your willingness to be worthy of gold and silver. "

Second, I felt my consciousness start to dull.

Again, mental power drains quickly when you're using demonic perception (arcanacense).

The Fifth Trial of the Present World: The Observer's Trial (The Gazer)

Hmmm!?

"Mrs Yuki, I am delighted that the next time I meet you, I will be the" Test of Birth (Last Embrio) "imposed on your colleague.

I don't have time to hang my still voice.

See you later.

My consciousness is the same as it was at first.

- I'll be waiting for you in the far east.

- There was a breakdown with the bumps.