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A field built up layer by layer inside a building by plucking the sky and land bit by bit. There is no sense of overwhelming majesty or immeasurable mystery. The idea of bringing the field into the building is new, but the soil and light are all real.
However, I can feel the tenacity to the extent of being terrible in that idea.
Man’s will to analyze and dismantle the world for practical purposes only, and to use it for man’s sake. It was melted into the artificial field inside the lightning tower.
Perhaps this is not the only one. This artificial field is important, but it would have reached out to other facilities as well. To this Claudia.
But something is strange. I can’t pinpoint it with words, but I have a vague sense of incongruity.
“You said Lord Urea made all of this?”
“Of course, I did not make it alone. No matter how good I am, I only have two hands.”
That’s right. No matter how great a person is, it is not possible to do everything alone. According to the reading of Wu Lehui Zhu’s thoughts, everything she said was true.
However, I read that thunderstorms are consumers of lightning. I mean, I’m not the first person to think of using it. There must be someone who came up with that idea first. Why are there no clues about him? You don’t even know the Lord of Urea?
I can only read thoughts, but I don’t know everything about that person. What I know is only the information the other person knows. If you think that Lord Urea is also a human being raised by Lord Ureh, you may not know everything.
Hmm. Shall I dig a little more?
“I was confused for a moment, but did you say that the first thunderstorm returned the lightning stolen by the lightning thief to the sky?”
“Yes.”
“Then who built this lightning tower? Is it the lightning thief or the first thunderstorm master?”
“This is the first Lord of Thunder.”
Ureahoeju replied as if it were natural. Rather, it makes me feel ashamed to ask.
Yes. The lightning tower is a facility no matter how you look at it. There’s no way a thief could make this. Someone must have built it
However, if you look at the purely functional aspects. No matter how you look at it, the lightning tower is a tool for stealing lightning, right? Didn’t you steal the thunderbolt you’re using to plow the field? So, you mean you’re making lightning bolts?
“The first Lord of Urea must have been a really great person. How can a thief make such good use of a stolen bolt of lightning?”
“He was a wonderful person. As much as me But, what is the point of asking that?”
Did I ask too much? It’s a little bit wary of me. A stranger from a foreign country is suddenly asking about the lightning thief and the first thunderstorm, so it’s suspicious.
At times like this, it is the sewage that appeals that being suspicious is unfair. As an outsider, I have no choice but to be suspicious. In this case, you should rather reveal your inner self.
“hahahaha, just curious. Isn’t this kind of technology a blessing given to the human species? Because of my job, when I discover new horizons like this, I get curious.”
Fortunately, Uraehoeju smiled as if he guessed my intentions.
‘You said you came from the military. Also, it looks like you’re digging something out. I roughly expected it and brought it here.’
“Even if you know, it is useless. It’s a miracle that can only be achieved in Claudia, where clouds and thunderbolts flow down. If any land was possible, Maximilien, who fled to the military, would have achieved it long ago.”
“Ah. Mr. Maximilien.”
I don’t need to say that I killed him halfway and kicked him out.
What should I do?
There are two ways to use mind reading. Do you read the other person’s thoughts and act accordingly, or do you poke holes in them? The former is to put me in the background in their perception so that they are not aware of it, and the latter is to attract the attention of the other person by constantly standing out.
It depends on the time, but if you’re an arrogant thunderstorm master, the attitude I should take is… You’d better get a little soggy.
“Lord Uraehoe. If Mr. Shay kills the Thunder God, Claudia will be very peaceful, right? There won’t be any aggressive lightning strikes, so it’ll be easier to do other things. Cities will rise from danger and thrive. Therefore….”
“You want to ask for Claudia’s wisdom in return?”
Uraehoeju replied as if it were obvious. I smiled awkwardly and scratched my head.
“Grunt, to put it less politically, that’s it. While we have become a mutually helping relationship, you can show us just a little bit of the legacy of the first thunderstorm.”
“No problem.”
“Really?”
“I don’t repeat what I said. If you really kill the brain god… If the thunder god’s apostle would never come to Claudia again. I am willing to make amends with all my body and soul.”
Don’t say anything that could be misunderstood. No matter how sincere
Still, thanks to that, I knew why the regressor liked urehhoeju. If you clear the quest to get rid of the god of thunder, you will be able to gain full trust in the future. It’s the simplicity that regressors will love.
“However, that is the reward that must be given to the person who killed the Thunder God. I have no reason to give it to you.”
“Mr. Shay is our colleague.”
“In that case, hear it directly from his mouth later. If he really kills the Thunder God, wants the reward, and decides to share it with you.”
In short, there is nothing directly given to me. I pretended to be sorry and replied.
“I understand what Lord Uraehoe meant. I will ask you again later.”
“I’m glad you know now. I don’t have the patience to explain one more time.”
“Chit.”
When he showed a bit of pride, he was rather relieved.
‘Legacy of the first Lord of Urea…. The intention is so blatant that I feel relieved. There will never be anything to reveal.’
I was also relieved. Because you ignored me as I expected.
Thanks to you, I knew where it was.
The legacy left by the first thunderstorm master is buried under this lightning tower. His legacy that even the current Urehoeju did not fully understand its contents.
Although the god of thunder withdrew due to incomplete combustion, the humans in Claudia were carefree. This is the City of Clouds ruled by Lord Urea. The trump card to deal with the thunderbolt is prepared in double and triple. Any little trouble can be dealt with.
In addition, creatures are designed so that they do not feel afraid of what they see and experience often. Because familiarity proves harmless. If it’s dangerous, you’ll die before you get used to it.
Some of the quick to spread the news.
“Did you hear? It’s a rumor that flows among the Guardians, but the Lord of Thunder is trying to subdue the Thunder God.”
“Wasn’t Lord Thunder going on a sortie some time ago? What’s coming in.”
“I don’t know, but it must have been related to the thunder god subjugation. If you succeed, the brain god will disappear.”
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“Really? It’s a good thing, but a little disappointing. I was fine.”
“This man. What is Jung! How many people died from being struck by the thunderbolt of the Thunder God!”
“They died hanging out outside the lightning tower.”
“It’s okay. The sound of chanting.”
“Well, Lord of Thunder will take good care of you! Hopefully something special will happen!”
It’s not that someone leaked it. Afraid that the citizens would be embarrassed, he secretly leaked rumors by telling the trainees. If you know in advance, the psychological damage is less.
I didn’t have much use for it because I had so much faith in it, but the way it handled the city was systematic. Deserves to be proud
I returned to my inn, passing by people who talked casually.
A regressor and Aji were left in the inn. The regressor was swinging the white cherry blossom here and there with a cloud full of clouds, and every time he did so, a small thunder erupted from the jizan placed on the floor. Aji’s hair stood on end.
“Oh, are you here? Come on.”
The regressor greeted me? You seem to have plenty of room. I asked the coyly excited regressor.
“Mr. Shay. Does it look good?”
“What, how?”
You didn’t even answer my question harshly. You look really good.
“The golden mirror disappeared, and I also met the Lord of Thunder. When the work is done, the war will stop. Things are going well. It’s definitely all new, but strangely, I don’t fall into a strange path or get into an accident in the middle.”
‘Usually, if you deviate from the route at this point, things go awry at least once!’
You don’t know my efforts at all. It’s going well because I secretly blocked all the little things you missed.
Well, I have nothing to say because I benefited from the regressor.
“If you defeat the god of thunder, almost all of the problems here will be solved! There will be Tyrkanjaka that will solve the principality side, and the military will be quiet too! There will be no problems!”
Why do I suddenly feel anxious when I see someone I like? Disregarding my concerns, the regressor laughed like a child. Do you have enough time to laugh?
“hehehe. Update with this I see hope!”
“Mr. Shay. Don’t like it too much It’s something I realized while going through countless gambling tables, and when I feel the most confident and everything will work out, it’s when I lose the most.”
“Do you gamble knowing that?”
“Because I was the one who filled Hogu’s confidence. It was a role that blows up a lot and inflates it, and then loses it with a bang when you bet all your assets. In the vulgar language, a wind catcher.”
“… You’re very proud to say that you cheated.”
“Isn’t it a scam? The gamble itself was a fair gamble without cheating.”
I only used mind reading in a fair and fair way. It’s far from an ordinary scam.
“Rather than that, when are you going to kill the Thunder God?”
“The sea breeze blows during the day. The same goes for the clouds in Cloud Falls. When the sea breeze blows during the daytime tomorrow, even the god of thunder who has retreated for a while will come back. Uraeju will tell you the definite time.”
“It’s a super-large event where the god of thunder disappears, and Claudia will be a bit noisy, right?”
“I guess so. In order to prevent any accidents that may happen, an emergency order will be issued throughout Claudia tomorrow. The Lord of Thunder will gather his subordinates and trainees to dispose of the remnants of the Thunder God.”
“You know that.”
“I heard about it from Lord Thunder.”
You idiot. You didn’t hear it in this episode. If you do something, you’ll see it once.
Anyway. It doesn’t really matter. I brought out the real business.
“I don’t necessarily have to go see it, right?”
“Huh? Caliber?”
“Yes. As you know, I’m afraid of lightning. No matter how well Mr. Shei handles it, I don’t want to take the risk.”
“It’s over soon. It won’t pose much of a threat.”
When I said I wouldn’t watch it, he was secretly regretting it. Do you want to show yourself fighting like that?
“Just because I’m watching doesn’t help, does it?”
“That’s right.”
“This person?”
“Still, something. Hmm….”
‘When you are involved, things work out strangely. There are some questionable parts, but it makes things so easy that it doesn’t matter. Grunt At least it’s comfortable being together.’
Huh? Did you know
It’s a little touching. I thought I didn’t think much of it because I wasn’t usually conscious of it. You know.
“You were relying on me that much? Hmmm, I can’t help it. If Mr. Shay wants it that way, I’ll be there to help.”
I made some concessions, but the regressor said in a huff.
“Ha? Isn’t that enough? In the first place, you’re not helpful in fighting. You are in charge of negotiations, not combat!”
“A negotiator? Was I in that role?!”
“Then what did you think? You seduced women and moved people with your smooth words, but it didn’t help much in direct combat, right?”
That’s harsh! How many dead lines have I crossed!
Until now, there were others like Regressor and Tyr, so I entrusted it to you. I can use the power of a normal human!
“Sheesh. So, did you do well on the Thunder God hunt alone? I’ll be lying comfortably here and watching out the window.”
“Huh. I meant that from the beginning.”
Good. I also made up a rough alibi, so I can move at that time.
As I headed towards the room with footsteps thumping, the regressor who was watching me muttered something in a barely audible voice.
“… Still, I’m relying on it.”
“Yes? I beg your pardon?”
“Oh, I didn’t say anything!”
‘That bastard, his ears are bright! How the hell did you hear that? I was talking to myself!’
To talk to oneself is to speak alone.