Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint 256

Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint 256

Even just before entering the deepest control room, the regressors and Historia could not come to a conclusion. Anyone other than them would have been in the same trouble.

The returner shouted a line that he did not know how many times he had repeated it.

“Because it’s not a good idea to kill everyone blindly!”

Historia also countered with a similar tone.

“There is no other way. Why can't you kill a helpless opponent? Can they only be killed by standing up and dueling? A knight is born.”

“No, in the end, the death penalty that was postponed anyway. There's no way things like that will go well. If you rob the Alchemy Steel smelter, you will eventually catch innocent people?”

“Wasn’t he a prophet and not a knight? Have you even seen the future?”

“yes… no! Nothing can be solved in such a simple way!”

It was a fight that would never end because it did not lead to a battle. The two argued in front of a problem that had neither justice nor answer, but it was not easy to reach a conclusion.

'Caropald' looked embarrassed and pointed to the iron door at the end of the long hallway.

“Hey, that’s the deepest control room, but… .”

Siati pulled his arm to stop Caropald from breaking in between the growling two.

“Caropald. Get away at once.”

“I don’t think this is the place for me to intervene. what about this? Shouldn't the princess be there?”

“… It wouldn't make much difference if you were there. Because these are not people who listen to the princess’ orders.”

“This is difficult.”

'Caropald' smiled inwardly with an embarrassed face.

The Alchemy Steel smelter is a facility where even the military personnel can put their tongues out at the brutality. You can guess the horror in the sense that people who move around with chains are being treated well.

What they saw in the next building were screaming prisoners locked in small cages. With their left arm outstretched, a funnel was attached to their biometric terminal.

Molten alchemy steel falls onto the funnel. It drips, but the sound is as dull as a stone. Then, the molten iron spreads through the body, absorbs a lot of magical power, and returns to the biological terminal after one cycle. A fruit of steel grows on his wrist.

Sinners must remove it quickly, even if they are to survive. Otherwise, your arms will break under the weight that gradually gets heavier.

The alchemy steel that fell on the rail is carried somewhere.

The above process is repeated mechanically until the end of the day's labor hours.

'there! help me! Please, I'll do anything!'

'Pooh, release it! From now on, I will never sin! I will live a good life!'

The clamors for their rescue came rushing in, but the party, unable to reach a conclusion, ignored them and passed by. The appeal for help is then turned into a curse and poured out. Regressor and Historia left behind all those hells and reached the deepest control room.

They're not weak enough to hurt their hearts just like that. However, there were enough reasons to worry.

“More than anything. They are the ones who have paid the price for their crimes in this way. It's okay if we kill ourselves here.”

“The subject of terrorism against the military needs all sorts of reasons. Even without looking at how much Huey suffered to listen to your coercion, it is clear.”

“Why is the story of that child suddenly appearing? It has nothing to do with it!”

do they know

All the sights shown to them were, in fact, exquisitely designed by Sieghrund, who plays 'Caropald'.

Secretly watch the reaction. It is his specialty to read emotions without looking at them. After distinguishing between a positive reaction and a negative reaction, if one side's reaction is weak, a new route is formed to compensate for it.

In the end, the two opinions completely diverge and confront each other.

'Conflict, confrontation, and anguish. It's the perfect story. After all, no luxurious stage, no theater with a great audience. It's nothing compared to a stage set in this vast world.'

'Caropald' reminded me of his very old self for a moment.

The Principality of the Empire was merely a Principality, but in reality it was no different than a colony. food, wealth, culture, and even people. The Principality had to pay tribute to the Empire and keep it alive.

Among the tributes to the empire, the most notable were cultural assets. A culture with unique characteristics that filled the vanity of the high-ranking officials of the Empire without costing much, was the supreme tribute of the Principality.

In particular, the most talked about thing lately is drama. The princes used to run their own troupe in the country to win tribute competitions.

The most important thing in a theater company is, of course, learning.

It takes a certain amount of ability to digest all kinds of roles. Excellent memorization ability, observing ability to dig into the subject tenaciously, physical ability to reproduce heroic stories on stage, application ability to use learned knowledge, etc.

Before he was called Young-gwe, he was an actor who had nothing to do with it.

'However, in the Principality, where the eyes of the Empire were to be seen, the reality could not be reflected. I was a bouncer who lived only on stage.'

Officials from the Empire take bribes outright. But no one can criticize him. Rather, he is in a situation where the bribe is not a bribe, but should be wrapped in fear of offending him.

Sikhlund said that was 'funny'.

unfair or embarrassing. There is no sense of resistance, such as swallowing resentment in front of power.

It was just funny.

If you're shy, don't accept bribes. If you are hungry, you can rejoice and take it.

However, the appearance of him pretending to be dignified and ostentatious on the outside and receiving all kinds of entertainment from behind was so funny that Sikhlund sarcastically sneered at him. He wore a mottled beard and made everyone laugh with his absurd acting.

It was an expression of the humorous nature of any artist, but the result was disastrous.

'Ahahaha! At the time, I didn't know! Thanks to you, I will have to wander around the world.'

A long career as an actor helped a lot. She even got through her crises several times thanks to her playful acting, even in the face of a fearsome pursuer from the Empire.

Decorate your face. move residence. fix clothes. Change your attitude. Breaking all relationships.

When you forget who you really are.

How did I know, 'she' came to me.

'I want to get rid of injustice in the newly born country, so please lend me your strength! Ah ha ha! sound that makes sense. I don't particularly like integrity!'

But Sikhlund accepted the offer. It was an inevitable choice for him, who had been exhausted after many years of pursuit.

The threat of identity was also a threat, but above all, it was to protect his ego. Since Sieg Hlund was a natural actor, he had dozens of personas and overwrote himself time and time again. He got out of the crisis thanks to his terrific performance, but he changed his identity so often that he had no idea what he was now.

However, 'she', who came to 'self', not one of the dozens of personalities, but the generic name of all of them, was an anchor that defined himself.

'Ouch! forget it again let's focus Concentrate. don't forget I'm a Caropald, Sikhlund, a guild disguised as.'

'Caropald', who ruled over his heart, drew the image again in his mind. A normal physique, a normal skeleton. A man's face, like a drawing paper, without any features or special impression. Sikhlund's body to return to after the performance of 'Caropald' is over.

Anchor of the ego created to protect oneself among the numerous personalities and statuses.

Sikhlund, who started acting again, looked at the actors in front of him with pleasure. The quarrel he created is gradually escalating.

Normally, in this case, the mediation of a third party is necessary, but unfortunately there is no one here to mediate.

However, Tyr, who was relatively cool, urged the two of them.

[Slowly set the direction. Or I'll bring Hugh myself. There's no vacation, so the story can't be sorted out.]

“Chi. okay. Anyway, are you planning on destroying the facility itself? Before deciding on the whereabouts of the laborers, let's break them all down and think… .”

By the time the regressor came to her simple and violent conclusion, she frowned as she felt a smirk on the other side. The regressor, who changed her expression in an instant, looked over her sharp iron gate and asked her 'Carapald'.

“for a moment. Can you feel the presence inside? Hey, are there any guards in there?”

“… that, well It may be an emergency. I'm fine too.”

'Guard troops? there can be no It does not help much if the military forces hide in it, but rather becomes a noise that interferes with the conflict between the roles. The scene where the ambushed troops appeared was a long time later.'

Everyone's heart was pounding. There was no time for arguing with each other now that an unknown interferer appeared.

It was not pleasant for Sieghrund.

“Let's go in! I'll go in first!”

The returner held out his twin swords and ran away. The regressor, who ran to the opposite hallway in just two steps, kicked the steel door at the same speed he was running. The kick, which was full of qigongs, crushed even the 3rd level alchemy steel door without mercy.

“Who are you… ! uh?”

The returner did not try to swing his sword immediately, but stopped.

It was a space full of complicated machinery and unfamiliar noises. The sound of iron and iron hitting each other is a loud noise. Unlike humans, the machine doesn't need light to move, and the existence standing in the middle of the control room in the deepest part is dimly lit by dim lights.

none other than me

I, who had run out before saying that I could not stand this tragedy at all, appeared in the deepest part.

“day off? how do you think… Did you get ahead of us?”

[phew? You've come just fine.]

Shortly thereafter, Tyr, Historia, and Shiati and 'Caropald' appeared one after another. Everyone was surprised by my appearance, but that's about it. Since it's an ally in the first place, there's no need to be vigilant at all.

However, only 'Caropald' felt the ominous flow and trembled.

“you… Why are you out there?”

'Why is the role that once left the job there? This isn't in the script… !'

In the space where I received everyone's gaze and the dim lighting surrounded me.

I gave a lot of strength and opened my mouth heavily.

“You came earlier than expected. I wanted to finish it before you guys arrived.”

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