No one can commit a crime in the military. Not only ordinary citizens, but even higher-ranking officers. The same is true for the owner of a holding company.
If someone used their power and position to satisfy their own self-interest, if they were not a military force and squeezed the blood of a citizen and choked their neck. An uninvited guest arrives on the night of a toast sitting on a money cushion.
The Ministry of Public Safety and Security, an executioner of the military that runs the military police ex officio.
When Sikhlund, Yeongwei, visits, that is the end of it. All evidence has been secured, and his status and property have already been expunged. Seung-nyang, who usually act as if they are going to have liver and gallbladder, get a warning from the public security and take care of themselves with a lot of fear.
It is said that the master's swordsmanship is so clever that the opponent does not even notice that he has been cut. A similar thing happens. By the time he realized that the Ministry of Public Safety was watching him, his limbs had already been severed.
Even if he tries to resist with desperation, his opponent is a supreme leader who has reached the peak of strength and power. Even an officer cannot match his blade. The only emotion a criminal is allowed to feel is regret for committing a crime in the military.
But there is one thing no one knows.
Before the Ministry of Public Safety arrived, the criminal had previously been visited by Sikhlund.
At that time, it would not have been Sikhlund.
At the urging that the road to go was busy, 'Caropald' led us to the inside of the smelter.
It was a huge factory. The outer walls of the building were made of thick concrete, and white smoke gushed out like a volcano from a large chimney. It was such a large building, but there was no window to be seen from the outside. Instead, there were dozens of vents and only one large steel door was placed on the exterior wall in a gruesome way. When the thick door was opened, a scorching heat rushed out from the inside.
And the inside of the Alchemy Steel smelter was revealed.
“The Alchemy Steel smelter is a large facility that converts alchemicals into alchemical steel. Decomposition, classification and refining processes. This is divided into three categories. The decomposition process decomposes toxic substances into dialkes, i.e. structural transformations. In the process… .”
'Caropald' pretended to know in order to assert his usefulness, but his intentions did not work. It was because he was astonished at the unfamiliar sight unfolding before his eyes.
tickle, tickle.
A chained human walks along the rails. With his left arm resting helplessly over his shoulder, the hook follows them as they lead.
Their faces have neither expression nor life. Without even having time to look away from the unfamiliar intruder, he headed for the designated place. Standing in front of a rail with a flowing red molten iron with a hard time breathing.
After that, the chain is pulled back and forth. The end of the chain is connected to the bio-terminal. Like a fishing hook that pierced a fish's mouth, the hook hanging inside the biometric terminal controls the human body with chronic pain.
“Ugh.”
With a dry scream, a laborer who could not overcome the power of the hook stretched out his hand. In front of it is a half-melted alchemical steel pig iron. Towards the still hot steam, the hook grabs the laborer's hand like a child with a raging hook.
For this moment, even the laborers falter. Instinct as life warns not to approach the flaming iron shards. But.
“aah!!”
The chains are pulled roughly as if they were menacing. The tip of the hook that received the force is protruding over the skin. Bright red wrinkles form on the stitched skin and are pushed out. It seems to be shouting that human skin is essentially the same as the hem of a garment.
The laborer who could not overcome his strength was inevitably stretched out his hand. Towards molten steel, which differs in density from the flame.
The skin is ripe. To resist the scorching heat that would turn you into a chunk of meat if left alone.
You must use alchemy.
“set! Lee, D, Dialke! Dialquee… !”
-Screams created through such a terrible process are heard from all directions. Enough Scream to produce Alchemy Steel to supply the entire military.
It seems that alchemy failed somewhere. The smell of roasting meat spreads with a terrible scream. The white steam rising from burning body fluid rose above the factory, looked over where he had come from, followed the wind and disappeared into an unseen place.
They abused them with survival and suffering as collateral… No, the worst labor chief in the military that squeezes.
The Alchemy Steel smelter was a blasphemy that destroyed all common sense that had been built up so far, and ridiculed morality and justice on the wreckage.
“… this, this, this. Words, nonsense.”
The reason why the princess reacted late was because it took so much time to understand all these systems. The princess trembled with astonishment and trembling.
“Uh, how could this be? What the hell did they do wrong? No, even if it is! It’s like this!”
The regressor, who was relatively familiar with this scene, ended up grimacing.
“That’s why I didn’t want to come. Shit, you’re just upset.”
[…] Even the human farm that my family owned wasn't like this. Humans sometimes show more than vampires.]
Even Tyr, a vampire, appreciates it so much, it is impossible to describe how severe this devastation is.
'When faced with a different scene, humans show a new reaction. Humans are essentially square boxes. An invisible box that shows different reactions depending on what he pours in with his two eyes and two ears. Unless you're a god, you wouldn't know what's inside that dark box. But with enough observation, it can be imitated.'
In the meantime, as if testing all of us, 'Caropald' is observing the reactions of the gathered humans.
'Check reaction. Dangerous person X, shows a sense of déjà vu. Have you ever been to a smelter in the past? Then the negative feelings toward the military are also explained. Progenitor Tirkanjaka, admiration… ? contempt? One thing is clear, the magnitude of the reaction is small as it has been through more turmoil than this. and.'
After examining the regressor and Tyr's breed. 'Caropald' showed a clear interest in me.
“How are you, Huey?”
'The Piper of Hameln. What's your reaction?'
'Caropald' showed a sense of superiority to himself who had infiltrated such a dangerous place.
However, from the role's point of view, it's just acting to justify one's actions. He is staring at me coldly.
why? There are so many dangerous people in this place right now, so why do you pick me up and be on my guard?
'lack of information. Writing force, unspecified. According to Caropald, he was a simple gifted man with no special talent, but he had a career that surpassed the sixth grade and took the top spot and who survived Tantalus… If you're going to end it with a simple explanation, there's no point in digging into it.'
I am also very popular with strange beings.
All military information goes through the territory once. He is the first to have access to the signalman's information, and even has a single communication headquarters to assist him.
Because he was the one who collected the information like that, he came to pay attention to me, who was nothing more than a dark area of information.
'Even the musketeers made the military betray the military, and made the founders come out of the coffin. Is it a coincidence or is it your ability? Come on, show me, the piper. By what channel did you seduce a strong person called Naero? How important a role you are… .'
okay. if that's what you mean
I'll show you.
A completely different me than usual.
“It’s like this crazy country… . What the hell do you think of humans?! How can you treat a human being like a trivial tool?!”
As if indignant at the human rights being trampled upon in the name of the military, I shouted, raising my emotions.
The princess, who had similar feelings, agreed to my will, but the regressor gave me a questioning look.
“Eh? what, no answer Have you ever opened your eyes to humanity?”
“There is an atmosphere to be joking and there is an atmosphere not to. Shay sees all this and doesn't even think about it?!”
“uh? no. i just Because you're more emotional than usual… .”
That is to deceive the spirit ark! Don't rush for nothing, just be still!
'A sense of justice? Was the reason he rebelled against the military because of a strange sense of justice? Hmm. Looking at the reaction of the dangerous person, I'm not sure yet. Shall we try a little more?'
'Caropald' pretended to be unintentional and added a word without notice.
“Uh, it’s better than this… .”
A very carefully calculated word. It's a word that a careless 'Caropald' would say, but it's a secretly dug trap.
I exulted inwardly. To sell traps means to completely perceive me as a prey.
Then you should postpone your prey. I quickly stepped into the trap he dug.
“Caropald, what does that mean? If it's better here. What's next? What do you have?”
“Here, the people in charge of disassembly are relatively intelligent. I learned the ritual magic and knew how to do alchemy, so I was given a relatively easy task.”
“Then what’s next?”
When I asked, 'Caropald' answered indifferently.
“Those who have no knowledge of alchemy are working in the next process.”
It's a contradiction. Alchemy steel is the result of alchemy. How can someone who doesn't know alchemy smelt alchemy steel?
But 'Caropald' stopped there. As if this ideal is for you to guess.
'He has not stood out in the powerless part so far. Is it the role of a staff member? Where, let's test our abilities.'
Sorry, that test. I passed it all by cheating. As long as you know the answer, there is no problem that I do not know.
“You say you use alchemy without knowing how to use it? that could be… .”
have. There is only one way, how to use alchemy without knowing how to use it.
It is something that every citizen of the military who has reached adulthood has. One of the Seven Great Inventions of the Army, which shows alchemy according to one's own body by inserting a clothing packet.
I already knew because I had read my thoughts. Still, as if I had barely found the answer after contemplation, I said the answer with a look of disbelief in the answer that came to mind.
“Bio-terminal… ?”
'answer.'
“It is said that a human body is molded and molten iron is poured into it… ?”
'To collect fragmentary information and deduce it from there. It's hard to see it as a simple gift. It would be better to see him as an advisor to this group.'
'Caropald' raised his evaluation of me and nodded.
“Sheesh, I knew. Seriously, was it an easy problem for you, a senior in the previous grade… .”
Alchemy refers to the act of processing other substances into useful substances. Nothing particularly special, all living things, including humans, practice alchemy at every moment.
The food they eat is burned to generate heat, and the residue is refined into blood and flesh. Spread it all over the body.
Life is the world's most complex pensioner.
“You are right, Huey. Life is the first element of alchemy… In that case, it would be possible to use life itself to perform alchemy.”
If you go through this door, there will be a lot of humans trapped in a small space like a chicken coop. Only the left arm with the biometric terminal is tied out of the cage, and the bright red molten iron will continue to seep through it.
Unlike here, you will not be given even the slightest amount of freedom. Because they don't have any trouble working without freedom.
I spit out a word.
“That’s crazy.”
This was sincere.
This smelter was not built with malice. As a result, even if it causes the laborers to suffer, that is only a secondary factor.
The reason the military created this smelter was simply because it was necessary.
The only way to make this country fat is to have enough pension resources to fill the military, and because the only way to create pension resources is to abuse a lot of people. The military is exploiting prisoners to create an alchemy river.
I looked at the figure of the laborer screaming in pain. His clothes were clean, and his skin and hair had all fallen off from the stress, but his flesh had risen quite a bit. The chains that bound them were also clean with no rust. This is because if a worker who needs to extract magical power dies quickly, it is a loss for the military as well.
There is no malice, no injustice, no hatred. Only cold reason drives humans into suffering.
I knew why the Caropald was able to infiltrate such an important facility. Even the high-ranking officer, who is sane, will not be working as a supervisor here, so he would have had to bring in even an outside manpower.
Then I got caught by the guild and became a 'Caropald'.
I cried.
“I’m going to smash it right now!”