A King Who Kills Others, A God Who Kills Himself – 1
The hatch of the golden box went down. When we came out, an old man wearing a straw hat was waiting for us right in front of us. When we saw him, we were momentarily speechless.
Because he was standing with his knees uncovered and looking up at us.
It’s scary, but it’s so sudden that it’s a bit embarrassing. I’m not sure if I’m trying to appeal to my pity or if I’m trying to look scary. Before we even reacted.
It’s always fun to see your goofy expression!”
The old man laughed mischievously and took a deep breath.
Chii Ik. He heard the sound of a rushing wind and his body suddenly rose. Before he knew it, the old man, who had the same eye level as me, smiled cheerfully.
Nothing was below his knee. He was completely missing the lower half of his body. He walked around with pistons attached to his legs instead.
Hekto, Lord of Oppression. Members of the nations who treat the piston as if it were their own body greeted each other with a push-like sound from their joints.
“Long time no see, Jannok. Sorry for the sudden stop. I got the report late because I was at work. Still, I trust you will understand.”
“If I say I’m sorry, is that all? You spilled all the tea water because you suddenly stopped.”
While everyone was reacting, I was the only one who showed dental plaque. How are you going to compensate for my mental damage? When I grumbled, Hector shrugged his shoulders as if to say something.
“So what? A gold ship galloping through rocks and steel is about to trample the farmland. Saying I’m sorry was being polite without even thinking about it, and if I had trampled on the cornfield, I would have turned it upside down.”
The answer was so bold that I could not believe my ears for a moment.
The people from all the countries I’ve talked to so far are gear lovers, hot-tempered, and have communication problems. According to the inductive principle, I implicitly thought that the next week was also abnormal.
I even thought he was an enemy or a madman because he even lifted the golden box with a lift. Are you better at talking than you think?
“What is it? Why do you look like a normal person?”
Oops. True heart.
“Ku-k-k-k-k! I’m the odd one in this country! The country needs at least one sane person like me, won’t it?”
That’s really strange. Are you saying my words are just a joke and laugh? Are these nations?
This is why you shouldn’t judge people by their appearance. The personality of a person without legs is so good.
After kindly answering, Hekto took out his staff and extended it to the ground. Balanced, he asked Peru with sharp eyes.
“Come on. Anyway. If you don’t have anything to do, you can take a detour and pass by. Since I’m getting older and it’s hard to stand still for a long time, why don’t you tell me something soon?”
The regressor stepped over Peru and said.
“We are envoys of peace from the military. I want to talk to Hwanggeumgyeong about stopping the war and making an agreement.”
It was a tight fastball toward the body. It was so honest that there was no room for misunderstanding, so it was hard to believe.
Hekto, the Lord of Oppression, couldn’t accept it for a moment and blinked his eyes. I looked at the regressor suspiciously as if I didn’t believe it. Fortunately, there was Peru that could vouch for our identities.
“Really, Jannok?”
“… Huh.”
“Do you have anything to prove your identity?”
It’s a common-sense procedure, but there’s nothing to prove to a regressor. The regressor hesitated, but Hilde stepped in instead.
“I have something to prove my identity, but would you like to find out what it is? If it’s a minister, it’s a minister, but can you tell me why Maximilien didn’t become the head of the church?”
“Okay. It seems true that he came from a military country. In the first place, if there was no business with Hwanggeumgyeong, what kind of fool would ride the Juggernaut of Jannokhoeju and end the nations.”
Convinced, Hekto wrinkled his forehead and stroked his beard.
“Hmm. It’s a peace envoy. I didn’t know that the military would send them first.”
It deserves it. The military did not know either. If it weren’t for the regressors, they would have sent troops instead of peace envoys.
It is not easy to conclude such a major event. Hekto scratched his straw hat, then looked at the wildcats surrounding him and said,
“This is not a good place to voice a political opinion. Shall we go inside and talk?”
“Okay. Guide me.”
The regressor nodded happily, and Hector hesitated.
“To be so willing to set foot in a land that might be a trap. Doesn’t he feel threatened? If you, the peace envoys, disappear, peace itself may become nothing.”
“Have you tried it?”
Wow. Stylish. When can I say something like that?
Even if you have the ability to read minds, you can’t say things like that. There are times when I didn’t think much of it, but suddenly it’s wrong and I really do it. You have to have the confidence to survive even in the middle of an explosion like a regressor.
It was an overconfident answer, but Hector laughed it off.
“Ha ha ha! Exciting! Of course, this city is not without traps, but I won’t use them on you! Come on, let’s go! I will take the lead!”
I think things will work out better than I thought. Even if a regressor recklessly puts it in, the conversation flows well with a normal person like that. Or maybe it’s because he’s a person of that level, so he’s tailored to the regressor.
‘Even though he treated me fiercely, he wasn’t hostile. I’d better remember it.’
Somehow, the regressor, who had prepared for battle, inserted the cherry blossoms. He thought for a moment as he watched Hecto limping on his piston leg.
‘Filled Hoeju, Jannok Hoeju, and Oppression Hoeju. No matter how fast the generation change in the nations is, I have never heard of the names of these lords. All I know is Claudia’s thunderstorm.’
Hector’s appearance was very characteristic. I made a bridge out of pistons, and as I walked, I could hear the rhythmic sound of air escaping and creaking. Visually or aurally, it is hard to forget once you see it.
It’s not necessarily limited to Hekto. The same goes for Roquette, a heat blast spell. Peru, which has no choice but to ride on a horse unless it is a juggernaut because it disintegrates steel, belongs to the mediocre axis.
However, the regressor did not recognize any of them. I don’t know because I can’t read the memory of the past episode, but it’s probably because I haven’t seen it in the previous episode.
‘Did everyone die because of the war? Or not… Before the war?’
It is still midday. Tyr hated sunlight, and Aji only makes bullsh*t when he hears complex stories. It’s not a disparagement, it’s the truth. There was no reason for her to stay in the city, leaving behind a good Juggernaut, so she decided to visit Hilde and return to boast for a while.
Actually, there are two practitioners, so I didn’t have to go all the way to me, but it’s nice to read their thoughts.
Several of his men came running, but they dispersed in an instant as Hekto gave a simple command. They were quite inconsistent. It’s less than the military, but everything is a relative law. His ability to command Seungnyang shows his leadership.
After walking down the boulevard, Hector led us into the middle of the plaza. In the white-stone plaza, there were several benches without backrests around the stone statue in the middle. Hecto sat there wearily and adjusted the length with the piston.
The regressor looked around and said.
“Doesn’t this look like a good place to share political opinions?”
“Of course, this can’t be the end. Stay still and see.”
Hekto raised her finger and pointed at the statue.
It was a middle-aged stone statue with a solemn face. The description was very realistic, but wearing a round steel cover for food instead of a hat on the head deprived it of realism. Seeing that the materials were different by themselves, it seemed that they were placed after the statue was made.
Hekto activated his unique magic at the cover.
In order to make steel, a process of beating and flattening is required. Even after the birth of alchemy, the process of striking iron to shape has been common.
The unique magic of oppressive society appeared along with the image of beating steel.
The unique magic of oppressionism puts pressure on steel. The form or appearance is irrelevant. If it’s steel, you can apply pressure unconditionally. If the direction of applying pressure is twisted, it will be difficult to move, but if you make it in the same shape as a piston, you can control the enormous force derived from unique magic in one direction.
So his pistons work regardless of heat or wind. It was also thanks to him that he lifted the Juggernaut.
Hector applied that ability to the steel shroud. From the inside out.
The cover gradually got bigger. Alchemy steel, which had excellent ductility and malleability, was inflated like a balloon by Hecto’s ability. Usually, even metal is bound to tear when it grows to a certain extent, but the other party is the lord of the nations, a united alchemist and unique magician. Alchemy steel, which was exquisitely controlled, gradually grew in size without being torn or broken.
At some point, the cover touched the floor. It’s because it’s bigger than a stone statue. Even so, Mozala, the larger steel cover covered the plaza.
Alchemy can also transform matter, but creating elaborate forms is difficult. In particular, spreading the steel thinly and evenly depends on the caster’s sense rather than alchemy. However, the suppressor, who can perform the rolling process with his unique magic, can make an iron plate thinner than paper with his bare hands.
The regressor observed his ability and thought.
‘Sophisticated. If you can inflate it, you can compress it. Are they planning to warn us that they will attack us if the situation arises? .’
“Ha ha ha! How about it! Aren’t you a bit secretive now?”
No, I think I just wanted to show it off.
Hekto, who adjusted the length of his legs while giggling, erased his laughter and brought up the business.
“Come on. First. I’ll tell you first. I don’t really want a war either.”
The regressor nodded in satisfaction, but not for the same reason as the regressor thinks.
“I harvest and sell the food of the nations. Isn’t it the same as if a lot of people die in a war, my potential customers decrease. “
“Is that why?”
Calculate profit and loss calculation. These are ten countries. Even if they are different, the roots do not change.
“I have an idea to help you guys. As Jannok would know, the golden mirror is not far from here. I know his exact location.”
“Then I will guide you right away, why did you call me here?”
“One, it’s impossible right now. I want you to wait another day.”
There is still a deadline. However, there was nothing good about dragging the time, so the regressor was reluctant and asked back.
“Why?”
“I don’t have any particular reason to tell you the circumstances, but I will give you an answer in return for your frankness. He is plowing a field not far away.”
“Fields? If it’s a field, it’s here.”
“More, let me tell you. Because this is not enough.”
The cornfield we just saw is also on a formidable scale. But do you make more than this? Are you going to feed all the nations and leave them behind?
The thoughts of the regressor were similar to mine.
“The field of homunculus is not very important, right? Isn’t Claudia’s real food important to you anyway? This corn would already be enough. Why?”
… Although the expression was a bit overly sharp.
Hekto’s body trembled as the secret of the nations called the Homunculus came out. He glared at Peru in amazement.
“Jannok! Did you say it!”
“… I knew.”
“What? Did you already know?”
“… I can’t tell you….”
‘That is also true. There is no way that even Jannokhoeju would reveal it to strangers without any reason, and even to key figures in the military. The military intelligence network… I can’t ignore it.’
Hector calmed down and let out a deep sigh.
“That doesn’t mean this food is meaningless. It’s better to eat anything than to die of starvation. In the first place, humans also process and use the food in their own way, so eating homunculus food does not immediately resonate with him. There is a grace period of a few weeks. If you ferment it and make it into alcohol or make it into fodder and fatten the livestock and then eat it, the end will come dozens of times slower.”
Hekto continued, tapping the ground with his staff.
“That is the role of the drum shop I run. Processing homunculus food. As much as I worked, more food was released to the nations. Food that doesn’t matter much if you eat it! Doing it is my job, my mission, and my pride!”
He spoke with a sense of mission, but he added a small word.
“Of course, I get some financial gain in the process, but that is unavoidable.”
“After all, isn’t it about money?”
“Money is money, but it is also for the sake of the nations. There aren’t many days where even homunculus food forms. If you miss this passage, the food of the nations will become scarce. That’s why I asked for a day’s grace. If you decide to go to the Golden Sutra without my help, I won’t stop you. One, if you wait a day, I will direct you to him.”
It was an understandable situation, and it was not a bad suggestion. The regressor was lost in thought.
‘It takes time to find the Golden Sutra anyway. Let’s take the suggestion in case we can’t find it. Shouldn’t we just ignore it and go to the Golden Palace?’
This is an apostle of justice. Justice will cry It was the time when the regressor was about to accept his offer, hiding his darkest intentions.
“Wait a minute. I have a question.”
Everybody talked about their own way, but I need to clear up some of my curiosity. I can read your thoughts and know the outline, but it’s better to recall them directly to get a better idea.
Hector said.
“Tell me.”
“What happens to a human who resonates with the Golden Sutra?”
“I have already said enough. I don’t need to say more….”
“Could it be like that stone statue?”
A very realistic stone statue of a man placed on a pedestal with a monotonous pattern.
He asked, pointing to the work of art that a man with no talent could carve.