Mosaic City
The Juggernaut came to a sudden stop. His bangs rose as if against his chin, shaking furniture and knocking things to the ground.
I was sitting on a chair and drinking tea elegantly, but I ended up spilling the tea water on the front shelf. The classic view that water overcomes fire was true. Because hot water was hotter than fire.
“Oh, how hot!”
I quickly shook off the hem of my clothes and let the tea cool down. Nature’s providence is mysterious, and the hot tea quickly loses its heat just by the fluttering of the hem.
This is magic, this is nature. It’s strange to use qigong or magic just because it’s hot.
“Bung! Bruise! Bruise! It’s an earthquake! It’s an earthquake! Danger!”
“Ajiya. This is not the land There are no earthquakes.”
In the meantime, Aji is startled and running around. Is it because the Juggernaut has given me a very comfortable travel path? It seems that they mistook this place for land.
“What? What’s going on? You haven’t wavered once.”
The regressor asked the void, but only Peru can answer this question. Naturally, the eyes focused on Peru.
“… Maybe.”
Receiving attention, Peru slowly walked to the window.
There was a small window in the golden chest, but even that was closed with a thick curtain by Tyr’s strong will. Peru lifted the curtains slightly and looked at the scenery outside.
Then he muttered in a low voice.
“… It’s getting closer.”
Peru is short on words, but this time I didn’t even have to explain what it was. There is only one place to get close to in these nations.
It must be a golden age.
We left the cabin as if we had made an appointment. After climbing the narrow stairs and stepping on the deck, I looked around, frowning at the pouring sunlight.
On one side of the cramped deck, Aurea was fuming excitedly. With Peru taking care of Aurea, I slowly approached the bow. The landscape that had been hidden by the golden horizon was gradually revealed.
“I didn’t know until now because I was stuck in the cabin. The scenery has changed quite a bit, hasn’t it?”
Eventually, I arrived at the bow and muttered as I looked at the scenery unfolding before my eyes.
On one side of the field of view was an endless field of corn. Corn tall enough to submerge a person to the top of his head filled his field of vision.
The cornfield at the edge had been dug up, as if it were about to be harvested, but compared to the overall size, it was only about a toenail. If all this corn were gathered, the nations would not have to worry about food for years.
The sea of corn, which seemed to continue endlessly, was suddenly cut off somewhere.
If you cross the small stone wall, the city center spreads out inside. It was a beautiful city made of pure white stone, from the rock to the roof. A winding road leading from the water supply running across the building. And to the huge and magnificent palace that can be seen in the distance. It must be a historic city left by a great civilization….
“This isn’t the Golden Palace, right?”
“… Huh.”
“Then it must have been made by the golden mirror. This field, that city.”
… If it weren’t for the ten countries here.
Looking back, I feel a sense of heterogeneity. You don’t even have to find out what it is. It was foreign enough, starting with the cornfield openly next to the city.
“It’s a city that lacks the slightest bit of planning. Building a field of that size without running water, right next to a city this big? In just a few weeks, the fields will be withered, and the cities will become breeding grounds for diseases and bugs. The city is not worth it.”
As I muttered, Hilde, who had been carefully examining the city, added a word.
“Well~? Doesn’t the city look too precious? It looks gorgeous and grand on the outside, but the aesthetic sense is completely bad, boom. The military would be more beautiful!”
“I don’t know much about art, but it seems to be difficult to be worse than the military. Isn’t this place better than a country built of square blocks?”
“Your father has a really bad sense of aesthetics too! You don’t want to feel this discomfort?”
Aesthetic sense? Isn’t it strange to feel uncomfortable about not being able to eat? Beauty is such a subjective concept, I rather have no standards for reading minds. I don’t know if it’s universal enough that everyone nods their heads.
“Let me give you a hint. Look at the pillars Then you will know!”
As Hilde said, I focused on the pillars in the city.
Temple pillars. Leg pillars. And pillars of the building. If each support is different, the maker will be different, and then the way it is made will naturally change. There may be styles that are popular, but they are all different. Even if we see the same thing, the process of human reproduction is all different.
But this city wasn’t like that.
It’s the same. The pillars of the bridge, the pillars of the temple. Even the pillars of the building. Or even the pillars placed to decorate the roadside are similar.
Although there are minor changes in size, thickness, and pattern… It seemed that they branched out not from the same root, but from the same branch.
“It was fine when I didn’t listen to it, but now that I’ve heard it, I’m a little concerned.”
“That’s not all. Brick pattern. Way of stacking. Layout of the building. The shape of the compartment. All the same. It’s the same pattern over and over again. It’s so bizarre that it’s not trite.”
Does this person see that from the beginning? While others are looking at the city and the cornfields, I am alone looking at the pillars and patterns of the city one by one. Should I say he’s observant, or should I say he’s a bit sullen?
The shapeshifter’s power of observation increases whenever I hear it. The ‘knowledge’ that came from reading Hilde’s mind itself doesn’t move my heart. However, whenever I noticed what Hilde pointed out, my senses were telling me that I was uncomfortable.
There are things I just don’t like that I can’t explain in words. This city was like that. It is splendid, splendid and magnificent, but every time I see it, a mosaic is caught in a corner of my field of vision. Difficulty distinguishing between left and right. Small blocks look the same as large buildings. It’s like looking at a forest where all the leaves are mosaics.
In fact, my sense of aesthetics must be an extension of this instinct. I shrugged.
“What, can’t you help it? Because this city was created by the golden mirror alone.”
The Golden Sutra’s power is divine, but the world he created is within the scope of his imagination. The golden sutra may be able to create all things in the world, but he did not know all things in the world.
In other words, the problems seen in this city are proof that the Golden View is not perfect. Hilde was delighted like a child upon discovering this fact.
“Golden Jing may be a great alchemist, but it seems he hasn’t become a great artist~. No matter how great you are, you can’t do ‘everything’, right? Cook Cook.”
There is no one in the world who can do everything alone. It means that even the Golden King is a human being.
But Hilde’s sneering attitude made Peru feel bad. Peru approached with a slight frown.
“… So. What are you going to do?”
“What should I do? I have to go to the Golden Palace… Ah.”
Why did we come out? The golden ship suddenly stopped, so you came out to find out what happened, right? I forgot to look at the scenery.
“… Look down.”
Peru said, pointing down the stern. Did she say it was dark under the lamp? We, who hadn’t been paying attention to our feet because we were looking at the scenery, finally looked down.
The golden ship was spinning around with the bow lifted.
There were lifts with huge pistons suspended on either side. It was digging into the bottom of the golden box and pushing it up. As the wheel fell off the ground, the caterpillar scratched the air pitifully.
No matter how advanced the displacement movement method is, it is the kind that moves while stepping on the ground. You cannot move while floating in the air. So if you lift the Juggernaut, you can stop the Juggernaut…. That is within the scope of common sense.
Just. The target is emergency.
“You lifted this big piece of metal?”
Why is the Juggernaut a Juggernaut? This is because it is a super-giant piece of metal that overlooks a few buildings. Inside, there is a mechanical device that only Golden Kyeong can design and create, and to protect it, it is surrounded by ultra-heavy and super-strength alchemy steel that Golden Kyeong personally smoked.
It’s natural that it’s heavy, and there’s no material comparable to the world’s strength, so no matter how powerful a lift is, it’s bound to sit back instead of lifting it.
That lift, the intensity is also intensity… The power of the piston is also phenomenal. Impossible with mediocre abilities. Maybe that too
“… Atlas Winnie. It’s an oppressor’s equipment.”
Peru has answered that question.
“… Blocked the golden I wonder if the city will be destroyed.”
Looking around, I noticed that the wildcats riding on the side of the golden box were watching this way. I was told that there were no people in the city, but he had already run away after seeing the gold.
“Well, from the point of view of the other side, it must have looked like some crazy piece of metal was running rampant and trying to crash into the city. Apologize and take a detour?”
“… No. Everything is here.”
Peru stopped being golden. As she reaped her powers, she announced the shutdown of her engines with the faint whistle of a boat horn. The caterpillar, which had been whirling wildly, stopped moving. Soon after, the golden ship lost power and cooled down.
Push profit.
As if in response, the sound of air escaping from the piston below was heard. I thought my body felt lighter for a moment, but the golden ship tilted greatly and sat down with a thump. The lift also stopped working.
The clash of the steel behemoths ended with that. It feels like the world has quieted down for a while. Peru said in the empty silence.
“… The suppressor is the closest aide to the Golden Palace. There is a golden palace near him. You arrived.”