Le prime 184 righe.
I'll ask once more.
Why did you call me by the name of the Jealous Witch?
Because you told me to.
I don't know who told you that,
but they have terrible taste!
The Jealous Witch is the epitome of taboo,
and you call me by her name, which most dare not even say!
That's right!
That's going too far, boy!
If you have nothing to say, I'm leaving. I have things to do.
Felt!
Were you stalling me?
Are you working with her?!
N-No!
Hey... W-Wait a minute!
You have it all wrong! I'm...
Damn it!
Could someone just treat me a little nicer?
Why was I even...
summoned to this world?
What are you babbling about?
If you don't wanna get hurt, cough up whatever you've got!
Would you stop it already?!
No one is this damn persistent!
You think you can mouth off to us?
You're in my way! I have somewhere I have to go!
Man, now you've done it.
You stabbed him?
You've gotta be kidding me...
It hurts... It hurts...
N-No! He walked right into my blade!
What are you doing?
Well, no sense in wasting it.
Take anything on him that's worth selling!
Huh?
Whoa, wait! The guards will be here any second!
But Old Man Rom ate those.
How?
C-Could... this be...
Run! We're in trouble!
Well, boy? You want this appa?
Hey, mister...
Huh?
How many times have you seen me now?
What do you mean? I've never seen you before.
Well? Are you buying it or not?
Sorry, but I'm broke beyond compare!
Get the hell outta here!
Wallet, cell phone, corn potage snack, cup noodles.
My tracksuit and sneakers are intact, too.
And naturally...
Thank god. A wound to the back is a warrior's greatest shame.
Well, with so much circumstantial evidence, there's no denying it.
It's kinda hard to believe, but this has to be...
A time leap.
And each time, I return to my initial state.
I'll call it
"Return by Death."
I actually get a time-leap ability, and it only activates when I die.
The precondition being pitiful is so typical.
If I've gone back in time, Satella hasn't helped me in this fourth life.
Meaning the debt I owed her for saving me is gone.
In that case, I should forget everything, sell this,
save some funds, and use my knowledge of the modern world to live in luxury!
My dream is taking shape before my eyes!
Right, mister?
Wh-Why are you asking me?
I have no idea what you're talking about.
Aw, that's cold...
I don't wanna get caught up in other people's problems.
Don't talk to me.
Well, I guess "Let sleeping dogs lie," applies in any world.
But still, there are always softies
who help others, even when they really can't afford to...
She'd just had something precious stolen.
She didn't have time for me.
Yet she saved some useless stranger,
and even healed him.
Then she let that useless stranger be pleased with himself...
Even if Satella doesn't know me,
Felt still stole her insignia. And Elsa will...
No matter how many times I repeat this, that won't change.
They say history repeats itself, right?
Yeah.
If I have knowledge that people I used to know will be killed,
I can't just ignore it!
Hey, mister...
What do you want, broke kid?
There's something I want to ask you...
Have there been any pickpocketing incidents around here?
Asking questions, without buying anything? You really do have guts.
Incidents like that aren't uncommon at all.
Though, that last one was unusual...
They threw some magic around in the street a few times.
Things that looked like icicles flew around and lodged in the wall.
But they disappeared fast.
I'm too late?
I thought if I could keep the insignia from being stolen, then maybe...
Maybe what?
Oh, just talking to myself, but...
Thanks, mister... For telling me, even though I didn't buy anything.
It's no big deal.
A broke kid, like you, just helped my daughter after she got lost earlier.
I guess fate is a compelling force, too...
What are you smiling about?
Nothing.
I'll buy an appa next time!
Sure. Buy one, and you'll be a customer.
Get to work, broke kid!
Right!
This means there's only one way.
Before Elsa comes to the loot house,
I have to buy the insignia from Felt, and return it to Satella!
Wait...
Satella was just an alias, wasn't it?
Then I've gotta get her to tell me her real name this time—
What are you babbling about?
If you don't wanna get hurt, cough up whatever you've got!
I'm getting sick of seeing your faces, Larry, Moe, and Curly.
After doing this four times, I've learned my lesson!
Guards!
What the hell, you bastard?!
My memory from before was right.
This world does have some kind of police force!
Someone! P-Please, I need a man!
Damn it, shut up!
No, don't touch me... Stop.
I can't hear you. You're not being sincere enough.
Police... Huh?
Don't scare me like that.
I might have freaked out, just a little.
Just a little bit.
Just a tiny, little bit.
Trying to run won't help you.
That's enough.
Red hair.
And a knight's sword, with scratches made by dragon claws.
It can't be.
Reinhard?
The master swordsman, Reinhard?
Seems I needn't introduce myself.
Although, that nickname is a bit much.
I don't know how much my modest strength could aid him.
But if you wish to resort to extreme measures,
as a knight, I would have to fight back.
S-Screw this! It's not worth it!
I'm glad we're both safe. Are you unhurt?
A-Allow me to thank you, from the bottom of my heart, for saving my life!
I, Natsuki Subaru, deeply admire your selflessness!
No need for such formality.
Once it was three against two, they lost their advantage.
If I'd been alone, it would have been different.
H-His nice-guy index is off the charts.
Uh... Reinhard-san, right?
You may just call me "Reinhard," Subaru.
He closed our distance like it was nothing...
Well, thanks again, Reinhard.
You're the only one who heard me shouting and came to help...
Talk about lonely.
For most, it's too risky to face off against people like them.
As far as it goes, you were right to call for the guards.
Are you a guard?
You don't look like one...
I'm off duty today, so I'm not in uniform.
And I realize that I don't appear particularly intimidating.
Come to think of it, didn't they call you a master swordsman?
My family is fairly unique.
Every day, I feel I'll be crushed by their expectations.
Anyway, Subaru...
You have quite the unusual hair, apparel, and name.
What nation are you from?
At the moment, Lugunica is a bit more restive than in peacetime.
If you have a problem, I'd be glad to help you.
Would you come to the loot house?
The loot house?
N-Never mind... Forget it.
I can't trouble you with that...
I'll handle the rest on my own, somehow.
But... I'd appreciate it if you could deliver a message.
I'd be glad to, of course.
To whom? And what?
Well, I don't know her name, but...
Have you seen a girl with white robes and silver hair nearby?
White robes and silver hair?
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