Nidome no Jinsei wo Isekai de

"What happened!?

When Lianya rushed, several soldiers were injured there and had fallen.

The area smells of iron rust, and the trunks of the trees see splashed red splashes.

As if to tell the story of intense fighting, the trunks of the trees were engraved with a number of brand new wounds, some of which were decided or the trees themselves pressed and broken.

"Can anyone answer that!

Without knowing what had happened, I wondered if it would be nice to raise your voice out loud, but Lianya raised her voice, even if some danger, as a matter of understanding, might be a response if someone didn't ask what had happened anyway.

Scion, who jumped into the scene about a beat late, began to crouch beside the soldiers, checking on the wounds and taking pulses from their wrists.

"Pretty deep. Haemorrhage and unconsciousness. There are also many places where cuts have been made. Fractures, presumably due to blows, are everywhere. You need medical attention right away."

A black moya gushes out of Zion's body from by his side, cutting the wooden trunk that was nearby.

Before that tree fell, Moya swallowed the tree itself, and Zion, not even trying to see how it was, stuck his hand inside another Moya, and took a bunch of white bandages out of it.

"As long as your life is connected, you'll be fine. It may hurt a little, but it's patient."

Shion took it out, holding a bandage in his right hand and sticking his left hand inside a black moya, is probably a wooden tree that he just swallowed earlier.

However, it has already lost its shape as a wooden tree, and although it is in the state of raw wood, it has been processed into forms such as plates and sticks.

When the hands and feet of a soldier bent at a strange angle are quickly and straight back because of a fracture that presumably results from the blow, Zion salutes the removed plate as an escort and is handily fastened with a bandage.

Even though he was just unconscious, the soldiers' faces were distorted in bitterness if the broken hands and feet were fixed upright with force moves, but Zion continued to apply the same treatment to the soldiers from the next to the next.

In the meantime, Lianya and Emil examine the scene, and Kroir begins to be vigilant around them.

"This is brilliant. Is this the killer?

It was the body of a giant pig that drew Lianya's attention as Emil raised her exclamation.

Cloire, who should be familiar with the woods, is also an amazing giant with his eyes open.

It can somehow be inferred from the wounds carved all over the body that it was probably discovered on the way to gathering materials and that the soldiers were the prey they tried to hunt.

Emil asked Lianya if the pig was the one who caused the current situation, but Lianya shook her head after looking around for a while.

"He's a big pig, but he's no match for a soldier in the Crusades."

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"No, I normally think this is a pretty good opponent, huh?

The pig had lost his life and exposed his body in such a way that he lay low on the ground, but in that state he was a big man that was as tall as Emil's gaze.

If the body were that big, it should also weigh quite a bit, and it is believed that the thickness and sharpness of the fangs peering from both ends of the mouth would have been able to decide or crush even the wood of considerable thickness.

Emil thought that might be enough to create a tragedy around him, but Lianya seemed to think differently.

"That's about it, you can stay intact, right?

"Think of yourself as a criterion, I think you should stop, but hey"

"I understand that, but there's a different reason."

Yet Lianya points her index finger upwards.

With his gaze raised upwards as to what was at the tip of his finger, Emil nodded and showed that there was still a wound in the wooden trunk as high as he looked up, as if it had been determined by some extraordinary force.

Sure, the pig in front of you is quite a giant, because no matter what you think, it didn't seem like you could act in such a high position.

Still, Emil opens her mouth to try and talk about the possibilities.

"Should this pig lean against the tree and stand up?

"You can break it with this giant, the trees are better."

The thickness of the wooden tree was inside, but it didn't seem like Emil could support the giant pig in the end with one bottle.

Most of all, even if it was supported, it would have been a slightly unimaginable substitute for a pig to stand upright only to scratch such a height.

"That means soldiers and pigs, there's something else here."

"Well, that's true."

Lianya, responding to Emil's grunt, arms up with a somewhat uninterrupted look.

Emil also guessed that there was something distracting about it because of the way it looked, but I didn't know what Lianya felt from the current situation, so I honestly decided to ask.

"Do you care about anything?

"I'm concerned that there are only soldiers and pigs here"

I wondered what would bother me about that. Emil once again thought that Lianya cared.

That is, if he thought that something that created this place was besides the soldiers and the pigs, Lianya cared that something was not there.

If these were just soldiers, they would not have done it without the skill of doing so, and some of them would have left.

However, the soldiers in this room are soldiers of the Demon King's Crusade Army, and there must be quite a collection of powerful men of all races.

It was just a little hard to think that those soldiers had been defeated so vividly that they were left with no trace of who they were.

"Even if the Demons do it, they're not strange opponents with a little trace of it."

"I think so, but if not, are we too hands-on to know?

Lianya thinks that she would be able to do it more vividly.

Then the same thing could have been done to a man named Karen, who was called to this world from a world different from his own, who looked the same as himself, somewhere in this world.

But being able to do it more vividly means you don't have to imitate scarring all over the place as it is, which is hard to think of as the killer.

In the first place, Zion, who continued to provide allowances for the soldiers, raised his voice to Lianya, who thought there would be no reason to do this.

"It's important to find out why, but I was wondering if you could help us."

No matter how handy Scion was, there's only so much he can do alone.

Lianya instructed Cloire to remain vigilant at the scene where she had just been raided, saying that not everyone could go on rescue work, and she turned to help Zion with Emil.

"How you doing?

When it comes to helping, Lianya has no skills or knowledge to treat.

With some scratches, there was no way I could do enough to make an easy allowance, or help cheaper than life-threatening if I got my hands on it poorly when it came to serious injuries like losing consciousness.

"Several serious injuries likely to be life-threatening soon. Soon there will be a few serious life-threatening injuries. I guess it's too late for something like a few people. It's a total annihilation."

That was, in other words, the view that if Lotus Mita hadn't come to help, they would all have died.

It's bad for a few of us that it's too late, but if we're going to be able to help nearly ten people, Lianya thinks that makes a lot of sense.

However, Lianya thinks while Xion sideways to keep the body of the soldier who has completed the procedure out of the way.

Not so much time has passed since Cloire's ears heard the noise and then Mita Lotus rushed to the scene.

In that short time, what exactly drove a group of more than a dozen soldiers to near total annihilation without causing any damage to their side?

"I'm glad they helped us, but it's hard to get us out of here."

Emil removes some thin bottles from the inside of his white coat and sprinkles the contents of the bottles onto wounds and fractured marks as he examines the conditions of the soldiers being put to sleep.

There are only four Lotus Mita, and they are not enough hands to get the injured out of this place to base.

If you're a normal injured person, you can't even carry two or three together. Lianya, but if you want to carry a seriously injured person that way, it could be like losing a life-saving corner, and I think we should call for backup here.

"Kroir. I'm sorry. Can you run along and call for backup?

"Lenya. It's dangerous to let Chloir act alone"

If we were to travel through the woods, it was Lotus Ya's instruction to think that Cloire would be the fastest, but Zion immediately objected to this.

Lianya reflects that it was indeed shallow to think that something that created such a tragedy on this occasion, if you think about it, might still be nearby and put the cloire, which would be the least combative on this occasion, to use alone.

"Then why don't you go with me? We can treat this place. We'd better stay with Theon and Emil."

"It's hard to disagree, for not being wrong in judgment."

"I wish I hadn't pinned my disagreement on letting you go alone"

Scion becomes a bitter look with a bitter smiling Emil.

It was Lianya wondering what she was talking about, but seeing Cloire put a slightly overdrawn laugh on her face when it comes to loving laughter somehow makes sense.

As I go to call for backup, I don't have that much distance to the position of an ally who would be working in the rear, but still, in a situation where Lianya and Kroir will be alone until we get there, Theon and Emil don't seem to find that interesting.

"Uh, that. I'll call for backup right away."

Cloire, who immediately guessed the circumstances around it, said that to Theon and Emil in a tone that excused them, but the look on their faces doesn't clear.

But given the circumstances, Lianya's combination is not wrong in the present situation, as Emil said, so he cannot stand out and disagree, Emil deepens the degree of bitter laughter, and Zion continues to work with his face like a bitter bug chewed up.

"Bye, Mr. Lenya. Shall I call for backup immediately?"

"I don't think that's what you care about."

Gone and back doesn't take that long.

I don't think there's anything in that short amount of time, and Kroir urges Lianya, who still doesn't understand one thing about the reaction of Zion and the others.

In a situation where it was not as if we could waste good time or anything else, Lianya suddenly shouted when she saw Cloire approaching herself by stopping her perimeter vigilance.

"Cloire! Run!

I don't know why, but I rush out at a higher speed while the clower is being said.

If I tried to throw myself straight into Lianya's arms and jumped in, Lianya's right hand, which took Cloire's light body with her left arm, had already been gripped with a sword from her body.

Theon and Emil also stopped working until then, and as they quickly stood up, Kroir turned his face in the direction he had rushed through in Lianya's arms and breathed in what was on the other side of it.

"Oh no... why"

Without a doubt it should have lost its life.

Kroir also affirms confidently about that.

But as if such confidence were to crumble, a giant pig who was supposed to be dead slowly stepped to the ground with his feet and was about to rise popped into his eyes.