Episode 103 The Invisible War.(1)
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Port Elizabeth was a city with a pointed cape as a starting point and a bay (?) on each side.
It was a place where I felt something was lacking for a city.
It didn’t mean that there was something disqualified.
I just said that because it gave a very crude impression compared to the cities I have visited.
Well, that’s just my personal impression, after all, a city was a city.
“There are fewer people than before.”
Yeah, that was the real reason I felt like this place wasn’t a city.
Because there were too few people for a city.
But if it was a real ghost town where even traces of people were hard to find, it wasn’t.
Because I was able to check the eyes of people checking the outside through the gaps in the curtains.
“It’s like watching a scene from an apocalyptic movie.”
“It’s much more optimistic than that. There is no such thing as starvation because of running out of food or the loss of daily necessities.”
Having said that, I had nothing to say.
Because it was just harsh, and it wasn’t wrong.
I didn’t want the conversation to end like this, so I hurriedly threw up another topic.
“So, where are you going now?”
“Sydnum.”
“I think that’s where Irina was last seen.”
“I don’t know if it’s Irana or Leon, so it’s probably right to say that it was the place where the incident took place.”
I wish I was Leon
Because I don’t want to get involved in complicated things.
If Irina had an all-out war with him… .
It would be the worst.
I didn’t want that to happen, so I prayed that things would go as smoothly as possible.
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I have decided to cancel the statement that Port Elizabeth lags behind other cities.
This place called Sydney, where I arrived, looked like any other big city.
Buildings tall enough to penetrate the sky are densely packed together to form the skyline, a hotbed of civilization.
It was a city I was familiar with.
Well, I guess I was too hasty.
Port Elizabeth is a much larger city than metropolitan cities such as Seoul or Busan, and it was natural that it was impossible to understand what the whole city was like by looking at only a few.
“It’s a wonderful place.”
“It will be a wonderful place if it is revived.”
“But when I came here, it was very difficult. I thought it was going to happen in a small town in the wasteland, but in a city this big.”
“There are only a few places like that these days.”
To find a special forces member who is deliberately hiding in a place like this.
I felt like my plans were all messed up.
Even so, I couldn’t come and give up.
“There’s no point in looking through the whole city. There are too few people.”
“Is there any way to find out in such an ignorant way?”
“Then what do you do?”
“While you were sleeping on the plane, you asked an old friend for help. He owes me a lot, so he wouldn’t refuse. I have already told you to come to Sydney.”
An old friend of Nihilis?
I didn’t even know that he had friends.
I thought he was just a hideout who builds a wall with society, but surprisingly, the people around him seem to take good care of him.
Well, I guess that’s why he treats me like this.
“So, where is he?”
“I am looking for it now.”
what kind of person
I wish I wasn’t a scary person.
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We arrived at an ordinary auto repair shop.
A moderately sized auto repair shop, where I don’t think there’s a gent enough to help Nihilis.
The setting of people with a great past to set up a car repair shop after retirement was a very familiar cliché as it appeared in several action movies including the Fast and Furious series, but experiencing it in reality was different.
“What did you come here for?”
“William has come to retrieve the lost key. Please don’t ask me to drink. Roybos car.”
“… Come this way.”
I couldn’t understand at all what he was saying.
It’s probably some sort of password.
“Then, let’s talk slowly.”
It was a small office where the staff guided us.
There was nothing special inside.
The only special thing was the person sitting there.
A handsome, mature black man.
His appearance was extremely ordinary, but the spirit that emanated from him showed that he was an unusual person.
“I still haven’t figured it out. Samir Clark. ah… Did I ask you not to call me by this name now? As I get older, my memory is fuzzy.”
The man said with a mischievous smile.
Perhaps that was Nihilis’ real name.
“Isn’t it time to stop making those boring jokes? William.”
“It’s pretty fun to see the different reactions every time.”
“By the way, business seems to be going pretty well. I would have set up a new place of business here as well.”
“Because I was good at washing my identity. Unlike other people who only practice ssambaek while living in a rural area.”
You seem to be very close friends.
How dare you joke around like that.
Of course, I would occasionally throw jokes at Nihilis that crossed the line, but even that was done by keeping a close eye on him.
But, as if he didn’t care about our feelings, he was just joking around.
“So, what did you call me for?”
“I need a jammer. It’s also very special.”
“You’re making an awkward request. Please give me specific specifications.”
“It will be used to neutralize the mana frequency jammer, and it should be small. It shouldn’t just be portable, it should be small enough to fit in your pocket.”
Wearing a tight-fitting suit, he took out a bottle of wine from the wine cellar while listening to the story.
It was a very poisonous and expensive-looking drink.
“Let’s have a drink and talk.”
“It’s been a long time since I’ve stopped drinking alcohol, but if you give it to me, I’ll be grateful for it.”
“Isn’t that what I brought out to give to you? Drink the rooibos tea you asked for.”
Yes, this is real men’s friendship.
A behavior that can only be seen among young friends.
“after… So, can you prepare the things you mentioned?”
“There’s nothing I can’t save. But, I’m curious as to where you’re going to use that stuff.”
William was a mean talker, but, as is the case with men’s friendship, he ended up pouring it into a glass to overflowing.
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Me tooThe glass of wine collided with a clattering sound.
In the aftermath, a reddish-brown liquid began to flow to the floor.
how much money is that
However, William was only sipping the glass with his eyes as if it was not worth it at all.
“Thank you.”
“I’m going to drink too. Let’s talk.”
“I am looking for people. He is a member of the Cosmos Special Forces.”
“exactly… You’ll need it against those guys. Because they’re always wearing mana frequency jammers. But, why are you suddenly looking for a Cosmos Special Forces member? revenge? That would not be it. You already killed Cosmos, didn’t you?”
Cosmos Was Cosmos from the Special Task Force a person’s name?
I thought it was just a word that meant order.
“Is Cosmos a person’s name? I thought it was just a word that meant order.”
“What, I thought you knew, didn’t you?”
“That means right. It is also true that it was named after a person.”
There were a lot of things I wanted to ask, but I didn’t want to go further.
Because William was warning him to be quiet, and Nihilis didn’t want to talk about it any more.
“First of all, I would like you to explain something about the mana frequency jammer and the jammer.”
“People have certain mana waves. It’s so faint that it’s hard to read, but once you get used to it, it helps a lot in identifying people.”
“Then, maybe we can find Leon or Irina with that.”
“So, the Cosmos Special Forces members carry mana frequency jammers. They change their mana frequency every time, making it hard to tell who they are.”
It’s not special forces for nothing.
I’m just painting with all the high-tech equipment.
“Then, it would be almost impossible to find for some reason.”
“right. Instead, it becomes a means of holding them back.”
“Why?”
“When the jammers disable their mana frequency jammers, their mana frequencies fluctuate rapidly, so you can notice them quickly. Of course, it’s something that most people can’t find, so it doesn’t mean much.”
Ah, now I see.
If you turn the jammer around on and find someone whose mana frequency changes, you’re saying it’ll be Leon or Irina.
It’s almost like an essential item in this case.
“It would be of great help.”
“It’s this guy who can save it.”
After all, he wasn’t an ordinary man.
“Okay, are you finished with the explanation? Can I tell you my story now?”
“However much.
“At the end of the day, you’re looking for a Cosmos Special Forces member, right? If necessary, I have to fight him.”
“right. It’s not what I’m looking for, it’s what this guy is looking for.”
“The guy with no blood on his head took on a very troubling problem. Little one, do you know how much trouble you brought with you?”
“I know at least that I might turn the Cosmos Special Forces into an enemy.”
“Yeah, it’s about being able to risk your life as collateral. I’m not saying this because I’m afraid of death. I’m confident I’ll survive. This bastard isn’t the type to go anywhere. But, you are not that.”
That’s unlikely.
If my plan is successful, I can avoid that responsibility to some extent.
I know it’s a highly gambled number, but I couldn’t think of a better number than this.
“I am okay. Only if the plan succeeds. Maybe only you could be at risk.”
“Hey, Samir, where did you pick up this crazy bastard?”
“He’s a guy who can say crazy things. But, he doesn’t say anything that is unfounded.”
“Ugh, okay? Then I can’t help but hear the plan. Listen to the plan and decide whether to help or not. If you like it, please help me.”
I recited the scenario I was thinking of.
What kind of accident caused this plan, how it will change if you help me, etc.
It wasn’t even very specific, but logically it was a pretty plausible plan.
“… He was more crazy than I thought.”
“It’s a very risky, but not bad plan.”
“I like it very much. I think I understand why you made a disciple. Samir.”
“So, are you saying you’re going to support me?”
“Don’t do it. If you want to do something like this again next time, please come to me. Usually people who do this kind of thing go to art even when they’re bored. It would be a shame to miss a scene like that.”
It was as if he wanted me to die.
If so, wouldn’t it be necessary to survive even longer?
“I will live long and die.”
“Yeah, yes, whether you die enjoying the heavenly beasts, or you get punished, you take care of that. Because I just want to see funny scenes. Anyway, let’s get things ready as soon as possible. It’s difficult if those bastards even jump out.”
“thank you.”
The prelude to the invisible war began to rise slowly.
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