My card contains thoughts
While I was distracted for a moment, another strange memory seeped into me like a dream.
What is this memory again? King Elric? Do you still have the thoughts of someone who died hundreds of years ago?
I thought something was strange.
Golden Lord Elric. Taking the form of an old golden king, speaking and acting like a king, she has reigned as the guardian of the golden palace for a long time. Reading Hekto’s thoughts, he seems to have been the same as Hekto was when he was young.
She was part of the Golden Lord, but she was strangely self-assured and independent to say that she was a puppet controlled by the Golden Lord. He even arbitrarily gave orders to Hector, and he, the most senior among the nations, bowed down with respect to the Golden Lord.
Even among unburied corpses, there are cases in which the original form is maintained in some way. In such cases, they remain for a long time after death and exert a great influence on the world. As with the incorruptible corpses inside the bottomless pit, King Elric seems to have some thoughts left, thanks to maintaining his original form under the power of the golden mirror.
For some reason, it felt strangely lively. The shady delusion of the golden mirror has not reached its peak. Sorry for the slander, golden gyeong. Well, you who can’t even bring variety to urban design can’t portray a woman very well.
Perhaps, because of the two of them, the Golden Sutra might have been more perfect.
What. This is all in the past.
The charnel house only needs one seat. They both wanted to be buried together.
In my shaky unconsciousness, I said my last goodbye, and went back to the reality that was dragging me.
“Bruise, bruise, bruise.”
Papapak. There was a sound of scratching the ground. Corner of the field of view. The cracks in the pitch-black darkness shake. Wanting something, I opened my eyes and looked at it, but the crack widened and light poured in.
Aji raised her head and howled when she found me crouching among the rubble.
“Aww! Nice to meet you!”
“It’s nice to see you, but glad to see you isn’t the word to use here.”
The human king was nearly killed by the rubble. I can’t even be called a king anywhere. I grumbled and ran out with a whimper.
A little while ago, the golden palace was running over the wilderness in the form of a huge fortress. But now the fortress has disappeared without a trace. Instead, the cube blocks that made up the fortress were disassembled and scattered in countless numbers.
It seems that the block lost its coherence and collapsed while the golden mirror was doing something. I was buried in it and was dramatically rescued by Aji.
A block that was once a fortress and a golden palace is rolling around miserably. It is said that it is a flower and a flower, and even a solid brick is more colorless than petals in front of the golden mirror. I stepped on my feet to keep them from slipping and petted Aji.
“Good work, Aji. You managed to find it.”
“Bung! It was easy! I used to hide my bones!”
“There is no point in hiding it. We move every day.”
“Invest for the future!”
“Investment should be done when you can get it back, that’s just dumping it on the ground.”
“Doggy! You’ll get it back! Someday!”
“… Why are you looking at me and saying that?”
It’s a bit scary to look at it with sparkling eyes as if it’s going to get it somehow. No, I have no intention of taking it off. However, there are limits to its abilities. I won’t forget my promise, but it can’t be helped that I can’t listen.
It was then. A regressor hopped over the blocks and came towards me.
Huh, after overcoming the danger of death, it’s nice to see a regressor too. I waved his hand and said hello to the regressor….
“Hughes! What happened to the golden mirror?”
… I was going to do it. I replied with a cold face.
“Please worry about me first. It was down there just a moment ago.”
“Nobody attacked it, just some rubble collapsed.”
“It is said that normal people die when they are crushed by the collapsing rubble. Do you know how scary and dangerous it was?”
Ordinary people like me don’t have as much energy as you do, nor do they possess great treasures. It’s a miracle to live.
While grumbling a lot, the regressor snorted at her and changed the color of her eyes. It is a green eye that sees through, and a seven-color eye that sees through materials other than metal.
“Don’t talk weak. It wasn’t too dangerous.”
The regressor opened the rift through which I had just escaped. Then, buried in the block, a space where I could barely lie down… A card structure appeared surrounding it.
Chit. Fraud. I can’t do anything about it because of that fraudulent ability. The regressor looked at the card structure with a curious face.
“Even in the midst of collapsing, I made a hiding place. What’s more than that? Steel card? Is it alchemy?”
Let’s call it alchemy. It’s hard to explain.
Are you more like a demon than a skill?
Alchemy is already a human skill. Like all alchemists, I can alchemize anything I want with alchemy and extra magic. My card equipment was made that way.
Of course, just as not all produce the same results with the same ingredients, the products made by excellent alchemists are more elaborate and functional than mine. Mana is power, and with my pitiful mana, it would be difficult to make a rough form, but an alchemist could add something special to it.
To compare it to building a house, it feels like when I struggle to build a house by stacking logs, the alchemist processes the logs into boards to build a house and then prepares extra furniture.
However, no matter how brilliant an alchemist is, he cannot create value that does not exist. If the only material was clay, it was all about making low-quality alchemy steel that would break more easily than pottery no matter how much mana was put into it.
Hoeju says that even such a worthless alchemy steel is cheating the scale because it has a unique magic that can be usefully used. It’s ‘deceiving’ to the end, not ‘creating’.
… However, the true realization of Elixir is a little different from that.
The only way humans use earth magic is to dig a hole and level the ground. But the real realization of the Gaia ego was the understanding of this land on which we stood.
Similarly, alchemy, which changes the structure and form of matter, is more complete as a technology, but… It is a technology processed for human use.
That is not the essence of elixir.
All substances have the same origin. No gold, no steel, no coarse sand that seemed useless.
Even if you are a human, nothing that makes up your body is special. How they are stacked only determines their form and function.
The golden sutra is enlightenment.
That all things are made of infinitely small blocks.
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My spade card is the devil’s idol. It is a medium to honor the great enlightenment that the demons spied on and to come into contact with the great truth. If I observe that the Demon God was also a human, I, the king of humans, can use that power. It transforms matter itself into something else, regardless of its type.
The problem is….
“Why is it a card!”
“What?”
Since I am ordinary now, I can only summon limited power through idols. My 8 of Spades has the ability to turn anything it touches into a steel card. Regardless of the material or type, you can only make an 8 of spades with the same shape as the idol!
It can be. Even if you gave me the ability to create anything, now I can’t use it because I don’t have strength, magical power, or technique. Just because you use earth magic doesn’t make you a great master, and you can’t follow Nevida’s feet just because you’ve learned Druism. You can’t alchemize all things in the world like the Golden Goblet just because you’ve glimpsed the extremes of alchemy.
At least the card I made the most sticks well in my hand, but still… ! There’s no reason it has to be a card! Anything more useful!
A fire burns inside, but where is it? Let’s live with gratitude. I calmed down and said.
“I didn’t do it. I think the golden mirror saved it.”
“A golden wonder is you?”
“Yes. Because Peru has succeeded until it reaches the golden circle.”
The Golden Palace has collapsed. At the last moment, Golden Kyung, who made a choice, did something to save Peru. I don’t know what he did because he couldn’t read thoughts, but looking at the current situation, one thing seemed clear.
The golden mirror is dead.
It’s not a very good explanation since he was dead in the first place, but at least he gave up the obsession with gold that he had shown so far.
Instead of….
With my daughter.
A bell sounded somewhere. And in a place not far away, a block was stirred.
It seems that someone invisible is building a building by stacking blocks one by one. The blocks that collapsed like a mountain built up a structure by themselves. Like a door leading to the basement, a person walked out of the place where a small staircase could be seen through the darkness.
It was Peru.
The injured area is still there. The scars and bloodstains here and there tell us what kind of adventure she had. Even the complexion that was originally bad is worse, and I think I’ll die right away.
But if there’s one difference, it’s the little golden bell that hangs from Peru’s waist. Every time it rings, a structure made of blocks appears on the road in front of Peru. As if blessing the future of Peru.
The Golden Sutra entrusted its will to Peru. Like a keepsake, without any other will, leaving only strength. Peru will now be the one to use the formidable power of the Golden Journey for the sake of the country.
The returner made a platform and talked to Peru, who was walking.
“Jannok Hoeju. Does the plan seem to work?”
“… Eww.”
“I would have thought that even a good match would be able to block the real golden mirror. I’m alive thanks Is the armistice going ahead as planned?”
“… Ugh.”
And left a final word, Peru fell forward. The regressor opened his eyes wide at the unexpected situation.
“Huh? Jannok Hoeju?”
“Mr. Shay. I told you. Not all of them are like Mr. Shay. There are people who feel threatened for their lives just by being down there.”
“This is not the time to speak calmly! My energy is unstable!”
“So far, Mr. Shay has been the most calm? I said You want us to start worrying?”
Well, Peru wasn’t particularly hurt by the rubble. In the first place, it wasn’t that the golden circle was destroyed with the intention of killing us, so it wasn’t as threatening as we thought.
The reason why Peru is groaning is probably because it was injured and restored. Unlike the homunculus, Peru was fixed alive. I guess I haven’t received my new body yet.
Unaware of that, the regressor strode over the block and approached Peru. At that time, he broke through the block one step ahead and Hilde suddenly appeared. Hilde was crushed by more blocks than me, but no matter how much she poured, it wasn’t enough to injure Hilde, a six-year-old adult. Hilde, who naturally supported Peru, calmly covered her mouth and said dubiously.
“Ooh~. Peru, are you dying? Even if you thankfully extinguish the golden mirror, do you collapse like this with all your strength? Then, are the nations Muju Gongsan? Free? “Mine”?”
“Leave it there! I won’t let you go if you touch me carelessly!”
As the regressor hurriedly approached, Hilde pursed her lips and held out her Peru as if to leave it to her regressor.
“What is it? Anyone who hears it will know that ‘I’ pushed her with her limbs. Wasn’t it Shay who pushed for a fight?”
“Jannokhoeju also agreed! Thanks to that, the runaway golden mirror also stopped. If it had stayed still, the military might not have been safe!”
“So ‘I’ said thank you too! There, look! This golden bell here, no matter how you look at it….”
Just as Hilde reached for the golden bell at her Peruvian loin.
Instantly, the sharp momentum cut through the two like a blade. Hilde held her hands slightly as she paused as she stepped back. The regressor warned with a sad expression.
“Hands off. It’s not yours.”
Hilde calmly accepted and answered even the momentum that seemed to cut her skin.
“So what? Shage? Be greedy too Do you want to keep the keepsake of the Golden Sutra?”
“If necessary. But that’s for later. For now, don’t touch it until the jannokhoeju wakes up.”
‘I don’t know how the situation that has barely calmed down will turn out. I’m going to give it to Jannokhoeju and see the situation. There’s nothing wrong with me having it, but the jannokhoeju seems to be relatively easy to understand…. Compared to the military.’
He is a regressor who makes a rough living, but the handling of the remains of the Demon God is strict. It must be because the Demon God is both the power to save the future and the disaster to destroy it.
No matter how much it is, isn’t it too blatant to have it if necessary? Hilde will remember that choice. Be really careful
“I didn’t mean to touch it. Rather, haven’t you forgotten? Armistice deadline.”
“Due date?”
“We only blocked the Golden Jing, but the truce hasn’t been finalized yet, has it? Could there be a war if there is no definite answer within the next two days?”
When heading to the nations for the first time, Hilde specified a period of one week. An army that moves once is like a rolling wheel, and if it doesn’t move somewhere, it will collapse on its own. Whether they return to the military or advance to the nations depends on the conclusion drawn here.
“By the way, there is no entity willing to sign an armistice right now? No matter how many countries are countries of alchemy, even their chieftains will not be able to alchemize. What should I do with this?”
But now that the golden mirror has disappeared, there is no decision maker. Hilde pointed out that point and turned around. He was very happy that the peace he had longed for did not come.