It may be an arrogant point of view to discuss the shape of a country that no single human can see with their own eyes, but when you look at the map, the military is definitely in the shape of an elongated horizontal line.
The blood vessels follow the body. Accordingly, the meta-conveyor belt, which can be called the aorta of the military, also had a broad oval shape. No, to be precise, it is more like cutting and pasting the angled semicircles on both sides of an elongated rectangle. This is because bending causes a lot of wear at the edges.
The headquarters is located in the very center of the round meta-conveyor belt. The center of the inner circle. To get there, it was necessary to move horizontally to some extent.
So, we were now re-boarding the meta-conveyor belt we had once left.
After a plan to invade the headquarters was devised, the returner headed to the meta-conveyor belt. This is because there was no other means of transportation for signalmen or searchlights to move without being detected while surveillance was spread out in all directions. We easily climbed on it and found a container to hide and spend time.
The container was full of cargo… However, the regressor emptied the interior in a very simple way. She opened the pocket, her room, and started putting all her things in.
Historia opened her mouth as she watched the pocket swallowing things endlessly.
“… What the hell is that?”
“Ah, it’s a scam item. By the way, it's full of all sorts of bizarre tools.”
“The two swords and the amount of energy… ! Could it be the hidden son of the Imperial Emperor?”
“Does the son hidden by the emperor carry such a thing these days? I'm a little envious. I think the emperor's son can do it, man.”
Oh, I'm glad. I wasn't the only one feeling inferiority based on envy. When Historia saw that, she felt the same absurdity as me.
This is a normal reaction. It's weird holding things like that.
“Sheesh. It's full.”
The regressor only emptied two-thirds of the container before he stopped putting in more. I'm biting my tongue as if it's regretful, but I'm sorry. Please remind me that he could be a revolution in the military logistics industry.
To say that one person is compared to one container, isn't it unfair that a container made for one purpose only holds things?
The returner said as he pulled out other necessities from inside his pocket.
“Let’s just put the rest in a corner. You'd better spend some time here until you get to the central stop. And if possible, making contact with the Resistance is a priority.”
“resistance? do you need them? Isn't it too late?”
“They are perfect for raising a fuss. Without them, well, let's play chess on our own.”
From the military standpoint, it would be better to call the Resistance. It's because the regressor's chess game is something you've never experienced before.
“Are you done? Then it's my turn. Can I put a brand on this place?”
“yes. Please.”
“Fufu. i get it. It’s rewarding to share work.”
A person who normally does not lift a finger is feeling the reward of working.
Tyr stamped his bloody finger on the inner wall of the container. In the darkness, a bloody pattern shone ominously, and the inner wall was under her control. When she was able to deal with blood to her heart's content, she only stretched out her hands, but now that her heart is beating again, she has to draw each stitch by hand. The container is rather large, but with her unique laid-back attitude, it took up quite a bit of her time.
But I can't re-promote it. Because only Tyr can do it. this is a profession
Now, everyone is working. It's time for me to pay for lunch too.
If I don't work, my stake disappears, and I lose the right to enjoy it. If you want to live while enjoying all the things you have to enjoy, it is essential to work as much as you can.
I raised my finger and pointed over there.
“Come on, let’s go! Aji, Butterfly, Leah! You're putting your luggage in one corner!”
“Woof woof!”
“Nah?”
“… Am I stuck here?”
The dog ran away like a puppy. No, is it backwards? In any case, I dragged it around, leaving tooth and claw marks on the cargo, and then shoved it into a corner several times.
The instinct to love the square inside of me whispered to me to tear it apart and grab it, but I put it on hold for now. It is not a goal that needs to be achieved by increasing the number of tasks that I have to do, so it has been pushed back from the priority list. In other words, it's annoying.
“Nah-. Are you good-“
“butterfly. You have to work too.”
“what? No, do I have to eat and smoke? Are you going to make a tribute right now?”
“Really, the cat seller is the best seller… . If you push that cargo all the way to the corner, I'll give you a box that's perfect for you.”
“Box? different! right now!”
“Does this beast not even know the relationship between work and pay?”
As a human, I was in charge of the rearrangement. It is the privilege of beings with high intelligence. We prepared a space for us by stacking the burdens that Aji had put on the wall one by one.
Oh. I also need to clean the floor. Should I use another guy for this?
“Leah. I'll give you a mop, so wipe the floor. Even if your hands are tied, can you wipe them with a mop?”
Historia, who grabbed the mop with her toes, asked me.
“… day off. Are you kidding me?”
“Are you kidding me? Does this look like a joke now? Wouldn't you have to work if you were a member of this group too? Can a prisoner not work? Then I will be taken prisoner!”
“Not that, but the invasion of the headquarters.”
Historia looked up at me fiercely and sharpened her teeth.
“I want to live a normal life. When did command assaults become commonplace?”
“No. Did you not hear Mr. Shay's explanation? What we do is seek peace. Love and Peace. Isn’t that the most important thing an ordinary person should do?”
I answered by making a V with both hands.
It was my instinct to go all the way to the narrow streets and make fun of a beast on a leash, so I continued to stimulate Historia even after I knew she was angry.
If my hands weren't tied, I'd be on my head. Historia said, feeling her mental dizzy.
“Are you going to stop war or attack the headquarters? That's war! Aren't you stupid?”
“It’s only between us, but honestly, I think it’s stupid.”
“… What are you talking about, Huey!”
“Eh? why? From this operation to the plan, was it Shay-san? If you say stupid, then of course Mr. Shay!”
If there was a war in the previous episode, let me know in advance. You almost escaped to a country that would become a battlefield without a hitch.
Strike the command isn't comfortable, but it's better than getting caught up in war. Unstable murderous intentions toward an unspecified majority like war are too deadly for me. You can't dodge blind guns.
And, according to the returnee's thoughts, the war between countries will gradually increase with this war as a starting point… . Well, there's nothing wrong with blocking it, right? I'm not blocking it either.
“It happened. Leah. By the way, didn't I tell you to clean it? Since when did Jeong-Jeong look up at me and give me a stare that looks like it’s going to kill me?”
“day off!”
“If you don’t like it, get off immediately. who is drying Her feet aren't tied, so why don't you just run right away and go to the majestic dad and the mama mama to tell them? They say they're charging into headquarters! Hurry up and stop it! That's it! Let the road I go be colored with suffering!”
“this… !”
Instead of an invisible fist tied behind his back, his shoulders and chest tremble. I groaned to the fullest.
“Go! don't you stop it? what did we kill you for? Or torture or take hostage? will you release me? You said you wanted to watch and asked to go together!”
“hey!”
Historia moved her legs while tied up. Her mop rested on the top of her foot and she immediately shot her at me like her shells. The mop flew straight towards my head, even though her posture was not clear.
haha. there is no difficulty No matter how ugly I am, I can't avoid mops, even mops that I throw with my feet. I lean back… .
“Ok!”
hit in the face I was hit while bending my back, so my body fell backwards as it was. The bones, which lost their tails through the generations, collided with the hard floor. I can't miss the missing tail so much for this moment.
right. His legs had three times the strength of his arms… ! The only weakness is that the movements are large and easy to spot, but it really didn't matter to me as a mind-reader!
I fell, rubbing my tingling tailbone, and removed the mop that had patterned my face.
“Hey. You dare hit me in the face with a mop full of dust!”
“It’s cheap compared to what you did.”
“There is no sign of remorse! Don't punish me right now!”
'punishment? If I'm tied up, how are you going to punish me? You'll have to think of a creative way, Huey. I look forward to it.'
I'll live up to your expectations!
not me! Someone stronger than me!
With that momentum, I rushed to Tyr and the returnee and told them.
“Mom! Dad! He hit me! Please scold me!”
The reaction was immediate. The regressor called Daddy shouted out loud as if he had been shot.
“Why am I the father? At first I was a woman, no! Rather, you are older!”
Oh, did you know I'm older? I was hit and ignored every day, so I thought you were completely forgetting that fact. Or was he counting to his pre-regression age?
… I wonder if it's worse to slurp and speak cockily while knowing that you're older. Actually, it's fair.
“Shay. Wasn't it just a light joke to make you laugh? Would it be okay to adjust the décor a little?”
“no! What is Daddy, Daddy! Even if it's a joke, it's creepy! I never had a son like that!”
Even if we take everything into account before the return, this is the case for Tyr, who is a thousand years older at least. In all honesty, I have a crush on you because there are no cheap things, cancer.
Meanwhile, Tyr did not point it out at all or be offended. For a long time, he had been through all kinds of people, so he stopped paying attention to people's reactions. Seriously, if we meet face to face, the dirty vampire will drive iron nails into his limbs, and he will do all kinds of insults.
Tyr lightly rebuked the returner and smiled kindly and approached me.
“OK. come here What do you want me to do?”
I ran straight ahead and told him of the atrocities Historia had done. He threw a mop at my face and turned this handsome face into a mop, and the taste of nurungji dust from scratching the bottom of the container is superb.
Having said it all, I shouted, pointing to the standing Historia with an absurd face.
“Please be very upset! Never do that again!”
“i get it.”
Tyr nodded his head lightly, walking lightly and standing in front of Historia. Then she began to admonish her in her loud voice, as if she were speaking to me.
“I understand that you had a close relationship with Hugh and missed Janjeong. In addition, I will accept the sentiment that I will not repeat the tragedy by regretting and resenting the previous incident. one.”
chuck. Tyr put a hand on her chest, slightly sulking, and continued.
“Remember. You were the one who wanted to pursue Hugh, and we tried to keep him against you. The black and white are so clear, you're trying to be too innocent. Even a small threat to him… You are a prisoner to the end, and do not forget to accept your request to be with us in good faith.”
It was a truth, and it was a word that touched the most painful part of the other person. At the same time, it completely empowered me.
The opponent is the founder Tirkanjaka. It is an existence that cannot be defeated even with a perfect Historia. Now that her arms are tied and she wants to continue her accompaniment, Historia has no choice but to agree with her words from her standpoint.
“… All right, Sijo.”
“I have no promises. What you know, say it with your mouth.”
Historia clenched her teeth and responded with a disgraceful response to the successive discipline.
“Do no harm to Huey… I will not.”
“These are your own words, and I will trust you to protect them with your will and honor.”
Tyr asserted that he glanced back at me and smiled. It means that this is enough. As I nodded, Tyr swung his arms wide open to reveal his empty arms.
'I gave the soul to the rhythm. How are you?'
A pretty nuo that matches the décor so well… sir? In any case, I tend to tune in well with these instruments. As I read my thoughts, the other person's play is exactly what the other person has planned.
I also spread my arms and ran to Tyr's arms.
“Thank you, Tyr!”
“What.”
Because I was taller than Tyr, who had a relatively small body, I was wrapped around Tyr, but Tyr embraced me as if satisfied and smiled.
'Huh. It's fun. It may be harsh for the woman general in front of you, but bragging about your present relationship in front of the remnants of the past gives you inferior and peripheral pleasure. Humans seem to have such childish feelings.'
Thoughts wet with a slight sense of superiority are heard in my arms. Historia was staring at me like she was stabbing me with her medication. I'm glad I took her gun ahead of time. If she hadn't taken it, she might have been a target.
That was then. I felt the world moving forward. The belt was slowing down.
The container has arrived at the stopover.
Bro that was a total d*ck move lmao