A king who kills others, a god who kills himself – 7
The one who appeared by the name of the golden mirror was a young boy. He didn’t feel any special grace or strong energy from him. All that could be seen on his innocent face was curiosity and inquisitiveness.
The boy ran out of the town hall ringing the bell and excitedly began to boast about what he had done.
“It is a maize harvesting machine! It is designed to be moved only by pistons according to the request. No one will be able to move unless you are the oppressor!”
Hekto looked around urgently as if he had been waiting.
“Is it finished, Sir? Where are you?”
“It’s right there, isn’t it? Hoeju. Are you invisible now?”
“Where….”
Hector looked where the golden mirror pointed. It is a lush corn field. There was only corn, not a machine to harvest corn there.
Not yet.
“Take a good look.”
Saying that, Hwang Geum-gyeong took a step. It was then.
The space he pointed to. The corn that had been blown away by the wind disintegrated all at once. A tightly packed corn kernel, beneath it a long beard, broad leaves, and the fibers that make up the stem. Completely dismantles the components that make corn into corn. As if arguing that even the crops of the Earth Mother are nothing more than mechanical devices made of parts, she divides and cuts them to reveal each one. In the air, the materials were embroidered by type.
Hwang Geum-gyeong took another step and said.
“Over there.”
Dismantled components are instantly intertwined. Pillars are erected with fibers and leaves are wrapped around them. The corn kernels are assembled like blocks and the beard stitches them together. Thousands or millions of times that process. It is done systematically in the right place.
Eventually, when I took the last step.
“You know what?”
The Golden Sutra is the truth, and it is the god of this land. What he says comes true.
Looking at it again, there was a large mechanical device three times the size of corn grass.
It is made of corn, but it is harder than any steel. The golden mirror is already independent of the material. The qualities he desires come true. The design he came up with is created as it is. Even if you are not on this earth. Even if humans don’t know yet.
Hekto broke into a cold sweat when he saw the mechanical device that appeared like a lie in front of him.
“I-is that…. Where should I move?”
The golden mirror seemed frustrated.
“To think I had to explain that first. Grunt Try moving roughly.”
The unique magic of the suppressor is the power to apply pressure to steel. Because the efficiency is maximized when the surface is uniform and wide, he used to make tools using pistons. In other words, if the shape is not uniform, his power is useless. Because the pressures will cancel each other out.
‘No matter how hard I look, I can’t see the piston…. First.’
Hekto used unique magic. Without knowing what kind of structure that mechanism was made, I recklessly applied my unique magic power to it.
Then the machine breathed in.
Air sucked into the mechanism. As if the aircraft were alive, it swelled up and moved as it sank. The wheel rolls with a dull sound and swallows the cornstalks. After harvesting only the fruit inside the body, the rest is returned to its original state.
Even Hekto, the head of the suppression society, didn’t know how that would turn out. So I didn’t know either. This is because mind reading does not work if no one knows it.
“This, how is this….”
Hekto is also an alchemist who has reached a state, and the lord of the nations. Even he can’t understand the mechanism that the golden mirror made in an instant. Considering that it is dozens of times easier for him to see and understand it than to design it, it is almost impossible to imagine how big the gap is between him and the golden mirror.
Hekto murmured in awe, but the golden mirror waved his hand away as if it were too cumbersome to explain.
“Because it was designed that way. Are you done now?”
The golden mirror, which drew attention from Hekto, turned to Elric. Approaching Elric with a bright smile, he glanced disapprovingly at Hector and said,
“Your Majesty. I’m sorry to inform you, but…. Can I entrust him with the food of the forbidden country? Don’t put your eggs in one basket. I’m worried that after monopolizing food with my machine, I’ll only get my stomach full….”
“Don’t tell Jim. He will not betray us.”
“… If it’s His Majesty, then I’m relieved. His power is so unreliable.”
“You’re just too good, Demo. Compared to you, who wouldn’t fall short?”
Saying that, Elric stretched out his hand and embraced the golden sutra. Her left hand lovingly tousles the golden sutra’s hair, and her right hand gently caresses her cheek. Then, Hwang Geum-gyeong smiled ecstatically as if she had the whole world.
The attitude towards Hekto is completely different. Geumgyeonggyeong, the absolute ruler who controlled the world just a moment ago, is gone, and now there are only children who are happy to be with the person they longed for.
Looking at the scene, I was amazed in a different way.
If Elric is a living human and pet him with his will, I’m willing to step aside for good love. But… Considering that not only Elric hugged him, but even the golden mirror he hugged was a made-up doll.
What a dismal sight this is.
“Good work, Demo.”
“Ah, ah, no! It’s just a small feat compared to your Majesty!”
“I saved an hour because of you. You’re willing I think the greatest blessing to this country is your existence.”
“Not at all!”
After holding Elric’s hand, Golden Lord desperately shook his head and appealed.
“If you hadn’t been there, if you hadn’t found me, I wouldn’t have been there! The greatest blessing in this kingdom is having your great and beautiful Majesty as the king!”
“Demo….”
“To answer that grace… I will do anything your Majesty tells me to do!”
Now I don’t even want to say anything bad. It’s already pitiful enough, but even I say something too much.
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My impression is, anyway, a boy and a woman shared a deep bond that they couldn’t shake even after death.
Now that’s clear.
There is no gold country in the world anymore. However, the Golden Sutra is a demon of alchemy. Also, a monster of understanding that can create everything in the world.
What if you ‘pension’ the golden kingdom within the range of your unique magic? Forbidden land, forbidden buildings, forbidden castles and cities, and forbidden scenery. Even the people of the Golden Kingdom. If you could alchemize all of them one by one and decorate your surroundings.
Even made the king he loved and put it by his side. If he let himself romp on that stage.
At least the world around him would be the most ideal gold country in history.
The castles, cities, and all kinds of odds and ends in the cornfields we saw. All traces he made to recreate the Golden Kingdom. To him, the nations are countries that have entered the territory of the former golden kingdom, and are garbage dumps to throw away used goods.
That’s great. When alchemy reaches its peak, this kind of thing is possible. If the world were a little narrower, I might have created all things in this world.
The two looked at each other affectionately before moving on to the next topic.
“It’s not enough to give me a short vacation, but I can’t afford it. Demo. I need something urgently.”
“What is it? Please tell me! I’ll arrange anything for you!”
Elric muttered as he glared at me.
“It is a weapon to eliminate the enemies of the forbidden kingdom.”
Obviously, this space is a miniature garden created by Hwanggeumgyeong to reproduce the Golden Kingdom. There is no need to do a profit and loss calculation. Even if there is a loss, it is enough to make it again.
Actually, from Hwang Geum-gyeong’s point of view, it wouldn’t matter even if there was no war. If other interests arise, I will agree to a truce. But… Even pride is a component of the forbidden country. He has god-like abilities, but he has no reason to give up the fight.
“Nothing, weapon… You mean?”
“Yes. Demo. War will happen. The smell of blood flowing through steel will cover the country. If you work, only the enemy’s blood will flow.”
“….”
I thought I knew enough, what should I do now?
A god-like ability to create juggernauts out of thin air. Honestly it’s frustrating The militia crushes the nations in all other fields, but if this golden mirror is determined, it will not be able to withstand even if the entire militia rushes at it.
The Returner said in the previous episode that the military defeated the nations in seven days. What did you do? Any way to beat this? Did you ostracize the Golden Palace and beat the rest of the lords?
Then it wouldn’t be impossible. After all, what the military country needs is not the surrender of the golden mirror, but the alchemy resources scattered throughout the country. From the looks of it, it seems that there is no Hoeju that is in deep communication with the Golden Palace, except for the suppressed Hoeju, which oversees food. If Yuel can only use his clairvoyance to pinpoint the location of the roundabout, we will be able to defeat each one with a maneuver. Hilde seems to have originally intended that as well….
Wait a minute. Maybe the reason why the previous round won the war.
What if it was all thanks to the sudden outburst without wasting time?
“If I make a weapon…. Can I be of any help to Your Majesty?”
“Very.”
“… If so, I will make it. Weapon.”
Hey, regressor.
It looks like you gave me time to declare a truce, and then came to the Golden Palace in person, which caused a lot of trouble.
They say Golden Wonder makes weapons. No matter how much you think about it, the military has no chance of winning if you make weapons. What are you going to do with this Come quickly and take care of it!
It was then.
“Sky Sword, Meteor Shower!”
The world is broken.
A human figure fell like a meteor, breaking the veil of power that had disturbed even the vision. The word meteor was not a mere metaphor. Jizan, who fell with the tail of flame extended behind him, shattered even the firm ground and burrowed into the ground.
In front of Jizan, even the ground is no different from soft jelly. The earth that fell from the sky twisted the earth and made the earth shake.
While even the golden mirror and Elric staggered in shock, the regressor stood up and spoke with a proud voice.
“I found it. This was a golden palace! I never thought I’d be in a cornfield…. What? Hughes?”
Come to think of it, is God a big deal? There is a human who shakes the sky and the earth.
I believe. Regressor. You are a hero
You’re late sugar tits!